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laughing-with-god · 6 months

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Unsaid Vow I

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Synopsis: You always knew when you weren't wanted. And the way things are going in your marriage with Jungkook, a divorce is looking more and more likely. While he's getting closer to a woman at work that you're certain he's having an affair with, you're planning your escape with your four-year-old son. However, five years of marriage did not expose you to a certain side of your husband. A side of Jungkook that only gets triggered when you try to leave and break apart your perfect 'family'.

Warnings: Yandere behavior, graphic language, violence/murder, women bashing on other women, heavily implied infidelity, bad parenting, absent father, broken family vibes, very slow buildup bc Jungkook doesn't really snap until you leave him so just give him a min lol, inexperienced author writing for a five-year-old.

Also looking for new fic art for this if anyone's interested!!

Read first: Prologue

“I’m a grown man.”

These were the words that greeted you and effectively pulled you out of your weary slumber.

You drowsily rubbed your eyes and rolled over, yawning as you took in the sight of your son staring at you bemusedly from beside your bed.

If you weren’t used to this behavior from Hugo already, you perhaps would've screamed at the sudden creepy sight of a child with a solemn expression saying odd things to you before the sun has even risen. Yet, you have grown accustomed to the old man your toddler was.

“Good morning to you too, bud.” You groaned tiredly, already searching your thick bedding for your phone in order to check the time. Your alarm hadn’t even gone off yet, which told you it was earlier than you had originally planned to wake up. But what was the point of having plans when you had a child? They had a talent for ruining them.

“I’m five today.” Hugo ignored your greeting, getting right into the point with furrowed brows as he held up all five fingers, each one representing a year of his life.

“Yup, I know dumpling.” You chuckled, finally pulling out your phone and opening it to see ‘6:03 am” staring back at you. “Believe it or not, the day you were born was quite memorable for me too.”

You cringed as you thought of the 20 hour labor that preceded Hugo’s birth. How could you ever forget that hellish day?

“Mom, it’s my birthday.” Hugo told you, tone serious as a heart attack.

“Yes, happy birthday love.” You smiled at your son, trying not to let him see the exhaustion you secretly felt. “I suppose there’s no way I can talk you into going back to bed for another hour or so?”

“No. You always say ‘the day starts when I first open my eyes in the morning”. Your son parroted the saying back to you with a proud grin.

Hugo once went through a phase where he wouldn’t want to leave the bed after waking up, simply wanting to stay in pj’s all day long and watch cartoons amongst his stuffies.

It took a while to get your little homebody to actually stop this habit and begin getting up to ready himself for the day whenever he woke up. You used to tell him that the day starts whenever he opens his eyes in the morning, however on days like these where he wakes up super early, he now does not see the point in lying in.

“Right, that is a good point.” You softly relented, mentally scolding yourself for yet another parenting tactic backfired. “How does some breakfast sound?”

“Mom, I have a prop-pre-preposaa-”

“Proposal?” You offered, swinging your legs off the side of your bed.

“Yeah, that.” Hugo nodded to himself, most likely taking note of the proper pronunciation of the word so he can use it again in conversation. “I think it’s time we talk about coffee.”

“Coffee?”

“You and daddy are always saying that coffee is for grownups. Today I’m five, which means I’m older, which means I should be able to have coffee.” Hugo reasoned this to you while twiddling his thumbs, a nervous habit he does when he wants you to say yes to something he knows is unrealistic.

“Mmm...” You hummed, pretending to think hard about the offer. “What if I gave you a very light coffee? A beginner version to get you ready for the real thing when you’re older?”

Hugo looked conflicted, but after reading your face and correctly assuming that’s the best he was going to get, he nodded solemnly in reluctant agreement.

With one final huff you shoved yourself off the king sized bed, standing to your full height and throwing your arms up in a stretch. “Why don’t you wait in the living room for me bud? I’ll be right out.”

The freshly turned five year old happily nodded up at you before exiting your bedroom, leaving you alone once again.

You turned your attention back to the bed in which you just rose out of. More particularly, you stared at the other side of the bed, the side in which your husband was supposed to sleep on.

It was a direct opposite of your messy side, crisp and neatly made; the fluffy pillows, pressed sheets and silk duvet being perfectly in place. Yet, this wasn’t an ode to Jungkook’s neatness and attention to detail.

No.

Jungkook hasn’t been sleeping in the same bed as you for a while now.

Your husband always preferred to rise early, given he was a man who liked to follow a strict morning regime which could easily be thrown off if he slept in even a minute later. Up at 5:30. teeth brushed and face shaved by 5:40. Breakfast, coffee and newspaper consumed by 6:00.

Then right before taking his leave, Jungkook would pack himself a bag of work clothes and make a quick protein shake, given he would then head to the gym where he would get his morning workout and shower from. Then from the gym, he would head straight to work.

A few months ago, he suggested sleeping in the guest room.

You had asked why, bewildered at the request.

Sure, you two didn’t really cuddle anymore. Sex was also rare. But you figured that the least you could do as husband and wife was sleep in the same bed amicably. Had you started kicking him in your sleep or something?

“I’d notice you begin to kinda stir when I first get up and go about my routine. I don’t want to wake you up or be a bother.” He had said.

That didn’t really make sense to you.

You have always been a deep sleeper. And even if you did wake up for a second, you’d clearly see your husband getting ready for the day, roll over and go back to sleep.

It was such a lame excuse, you just shrugged and bitterly told him that he hogged the blankets anyway.

It wasn’t true, but Jungkook didn’t comment.

You trudged over to the ensuite bathroom and quickly did your morning routine.

When you came out of your room and into the living space, you saw Hugo glued to the giant flat screen in a trance-like state as he watched his usual morning cartoons. The sight tugged a small smile out of you, although the mother in you didn’t like how close he was.

“Hugo, back up from the screen! Bluey isn’t going anywhere. Your eyes will go bad.” Your son wordlessly obliged and scooted back, not breaking eye contact with his favorite family of puppies. “What would you like for breakfast ‘Mr. grown man’?”

“Blueberry pancakes…and don’t forget my coffee!”

“You got it, birthday boy.”

The kitchen, dining and living room were open concept, so you multi-tasked watching Hugo while whipping up his breakfast. You never were much of a cook and you still aren’t even after motherhood, but you did commit to learning your son’s favorite dishes.

The process was over quickly, you having made this recipe countless times and knowing it like the back of your hand.

You set a plate on the island table, calling Hugo over while you secretly mixed some instant hot chocolate in a mug.

The five year old jumped up and grinned at the meal, saying a quick “thank you” before digging in with all the grace a five year old could possibly have.

“And of course, your coffee.” You tried not to smile as you handed him the cup.

“Thanks mama.”

The mini-Jungkook took a gulp, then stared seriously at the contents of the mug, swishing it around in some faux detective work.

“Something wrong, dumpling?”

“It tastes…fa-fam-”

“Familiar?”

“Yes. Is coffee always this sweet?”

You laughed, now moving to the real coffee maker to make your own cup. “No, this is the kid version. It might taste like chocolate because chocolate has caffeine in it too.”

Your little old man huffed to himself but nodded in agreement, simply not knowing enough to dispute your logic.

Your old coffeemaker grumbled awake, croaking and hissing as you pressed the worn-out buttons for your usual morning brew. Jungkook always made fun of you for the ancient machine, but even after he had bought a much more expensive and up-to-date one, you stubbornly remained loyal to yours.

“So buddy, what do you want to do today? We can go get new books, hit up the toy store, maybe even visit the aquarium?”

“I wanna help set up for my party, mommy.”

Well, “party” wasn’t quite the right word for it.

Hugo had no friends. It was tough for a kid like him to make any. At this age and as a boy, most of his peers would meet and form relationships in little league or rough housing at the local park.

Your son was different. He preferred reading to sports, hated the outdoors and was generally a shy kid who tended to tear up when anyone other than his family tried speaking to him.

So this year, his birthday party was an intimate circle of family and family friends. You hoped that by next year you could host an actual kid birthday party, as Hugo would be in school and have classmates by then.

“That’s very sweet of you, but there’s time to do both.” The boy looked at you skeptically. “We can go to the bookstore across the street after breakfast and I’ll let you pick out some new bedtime stories. Then we can go to the aquarium and have lunch there. And on our way home I’ll stop by the store to get some stuff for the party, and you can get a toy. Sounds good?”

Hugo frowned, then peeled back his pajama sleeve to look at his submarine-themed watch. The act seemed a little pretentious to you, given he didn’t yet know how to read clocks.

“Fine mommy, but we should be quick. Also you need to ask our guests if they have any food aler-alergeez-”

“Allergies? Yes bud, I’ll be sure to send them a text.” You rolled your eyes.

With that, Hugo quietly finished his breakfast as you sipped your coffee.

When you two were done, you both got dressed and ready for the day’s activities.

Before leaving the apartment, you were sure to send a text to your husband.

‘Be home by 6 please. Hugo’s birthday party starts at 6:30 and he needs you there.’

#yandere jungkook #bts #yandere bts #jeon jungguk #jungkook fic #jungkook x reader #yandere bts fic #yandere imagines #bangtan boys #bts x reader

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bradshawsvinyl · 2 months

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Begin Again

Part two.

As a first grade teacher, you couldn’t help but fall for your sweet student and her very attractive Navy fighter pilot father.

based off an ask! (screenshot at the bottom.)

You woke up on September 6th joyful and excited. It was your first day as a first grade teacher in San Diego. You had wanted to be an elementary school teacher for as long as you could remember and after six years of schooling, you were finally ready.

Your first day teaching went well. You and your students played games and got to know each other. By three thirty all of your students were picked up except one.

Tara Bradshaw was a little girl with brown curly hair and big brown eyes. No one had come to pick her up yet so you decided to stay behind with her for a while and try to get in contact with her parents.

“Hey Tara,” you said while kneeling down to her level in the pick up area. “Let’s go back inside okay? I’ll call your parents and remind them to come get you.”

“Okay.” Tara replied hesitantly while grabbing your hand. “Can you call my daddy?”

“Of course I can, sweetheart.” You replied “Let’s go.”

The walk back to your classroom was short. While Tara made herself comfortable at her desk, you picked up her file and phoned the number.

“Hello,” A deep voice answered after the third ring.

“Hi. I’m Tara’s first grade teacher at school and I was just calling to ask if there was someone available to pick her up? School ended at three o'clock and she’s still here with me.” You said politely.

“Shit,” The deep voice replied. “I’m so sorry. I’m at work right now. I completely forgot. I’ll be there in ten minutes.”

“No worries,” you replied kindly. “Bye.” You said quickly before hanging up.

Bradley hung up his phone and quickly made his way to the school. He couldn’t believe he had forgotten to pick up Tara. He felt like the worst father in the world.

Tara’s mom left Bradley when Tara was only two years old and he hasn’t heard from her since. Being a single father was hard for him. He was the only one in charge of taking Tara to school, bringing her home, feeding her and more.

Bradley got to the school within ten minutes and quickly made his way inside. After visiting the main office, he found your classroom. He knocked on the door. “Thank you so much for staying with her. I can’t believe I forgot.” He said as Tara started running towards him.

“It happens,” you replied sweetly. “No worries I promise!”

Bradley knelt down to Tara and said, “I’m so sorry, sweetheart.”

Tara hugged him and said, “It’s ok daddy.”

You watched the heartwarming scene. Feeling a sense of fulfillment that you had seemingly helped a stressed out Bradley. As Bradley stood to leave with Tara, he glanced at you and couldn’t help but notice your warm eyes and polite smile.

“You know,” he said sheepishly, “Tara’s lucky to have such a caring and uh…cute teacher like you.”

You chuckled softly, feeling flustered. “Thank you Bradley. I’m just happy I got to spend some extra time with Tara today.”

“Yeah well thanks,” He replied “Tara say bye to your teacher.”

“Bye bye!” She said as Bradley gathered Tara’s belongings and smiled at you, leaving a bright blush and flutter in your stomach.

“Jesus Christ Bradshaw,” Bradley said as he buckled Tara into her car seat. “Get it together.”

Bradley couldn’t believe he had been stupid enough to call you cute. You were his daughter's teacher and here he was hitting on you. He couldn’t believe what he had done.

As Tara napped on the short drive to their house. Bradley called his best friend, Phoenix.

“I’m so stupid,” he said into the phone as soon as she picked up.

“No hi Bradshaw?” She replied, the hint of a smile in her voice. “What did you do this time?”

“I picked Tara up from school late and then I called her teacher cute.” He said, sounding slightly frustrated with himself.

On the other side of the phone, Phoenix burst out laughing. “Oh my god Rooster.” She said, still laughing. “Well was she pretty.”

“Of course she was pretty, Nat. She might be the most beautiful woman I've seen in a long time” Bradley said as he recalled your sweet face. “Look, I just got home and I have to bring Tara inside. I’ll call you later.”

“If she really is that cute, don't worry about it, Rooster.” Phoenix said before hanging up.

To Bradley’s surprise, Tara was awake in the backseat. As they both went inside their home, Bradley couldn’t help but worry about how he was going to face you tomorrow. Embarrassed couldn't even describe how he felt.

The next school day went by quickly. You again woke up early and made the drive to work. Your students seemed excited about the lessons today, and you felt proud that you were able to get them to like you. You were trying to distract yourself from the voice in your head that was seemingly screaming BRADLEY CALLED YOU HOT.

Bradley Bradshaw was attractive. You couldn’t deny that. He had loose, curly brown hair and big puppy dog eyes. But it was probably wildly inappropriate to have a crush on your student's father. For all you knew, Bradley was married.

But you hadn’t seen a ring. And for some reason, that excited you.

At dismissal today, Tara was the last student to get picked up. But at least Bradley wasn’t extremely late today.

When Tara caught sight of her dad, she began jumping up and down. Once her father was in earshot, she turned to you and proudly said, “My daddy thinks you’re pretty!”

Here’s the ask!

I’ll make a part two if people are interested!

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christhopersturniolo · 2 months

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୨ MY LITTLE SISTER ୧ matt

summary: you had some plans with your boyfriend matt for the weekend, but something unexpected happens, and you have to babysit your little sister.

notes: this is my second time ever writing a fanfic (go read my first one) and english isn't my first language, it's probably not very detailed and there might be some mistakes, but I hope you enjoy it! all ears to feedbacks, l'd love to know what you think!

warnings: cussing, fluff

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I sigh “And why can’t you take her with you?” I say taking my eyes out of the screen and looking at my mom.

“How long will it take for you to understand that your dad is on a business trip and i’m going on one as well?” She answers walking from a side to another, packing some of her things. “I can’t take her with me, even if I wanted to.”

"But mom-" I start, only to be cut off.

"No buts, Y/n.” She interrupts, her tone firm. “I’m being serious." She looks straight into my eyes "It's what I'm telling you, you'll have to stay with your sister. I won't be paying for a babysitter while you're here with your ass in the couch. You are almost 18, you can very well take care of her, it’s only for the weekend.”

“But I told you I have plans with Matt!” I exclaim, leaning my head back on the headrest of the couch in annoyance.

My mom is about to reply when we hear the sound of my 3 year old little sister's footsteps coming from her room, followed by her little giggles.

We automatically get silent about this topic. I take a deep breath, reminding myself she's not the problem, she's just a child caught up in our adult issues. Bella is not the problem.

Don't get me wrong, I do love my sister, but it's a bit overwhelming to adjust having a sibling after being the only child for years. And with my mom's age, it's unexpected, to say the least.

SKIP TIME

Today is the day that my mom is going to her ‘super important business trip’, and also the day Im supposed to have a date with Matt.

After my mother left at 7am, Bella and I found ourselves up earlier than usual. We already had breakfast, so now, we don’t really have anything to do. We go to the living room, watch some TV.

Bella sits on the couch next to me and chooses the channel. After some good ten minutes, I look at my right to check on her, and she’s completely asleep, what makes me smile.

Until I realize that I didn’t canceled my dinner with Matt.

Shit, I completely forgot to talk with Matt! Fuck!

I get up and I go over to my bedroom, getting my phone and calling him. He takes some seconds to answer the call.

“Babe? Sorry, did I wake you up?” I ask, hoping the answer would be ‘no’.

“No, No, No..” He says with his husky morning voice, he definitely just woke up. “But why are you calling this early? Is something wrong?” I could feel myself getting fucking soaked as he talks, sorry, but his voice in the morning? I can’t take it.

I take a deep breath, trying to think straight. "Um, yeah.. Actually, my mom went out for the weekend, and I have to babysit my sister.. I don't know if I'll be able to make it to the dinner we had planned tonight”

“Oh” A simple response, What does that even mean? He probably hates me now.

"I know you already made the reservation, and I was super excited, I swear," I start saying nothing with nothing, feeling guilty for ruining our plans. "But then my mom told me she had this thing and..."

Before I could finish apologizing, Matt cuts me, understanding. "No babe, that's fine. Don't worry. Maybe we can do something else? With your sister? I have stuff to do all day, but I’m free at night, maybe we can have a sleepover or something?”

I sigh in relief “Yeah sure, that sounds great, I will talk about It with Bella”

“Alright call me later sweetheart, love you, bye” He ends the call and I go back to the living room, getting back on my place.

Bella is still peaceful sleeping on the couch. Not wanting to disturb her, I cover her with a blanket, but my actions unfortunately wake her up, blinking her sleepy eyes open. A small yawn escapes her lips, and she looks at me with a drowsy smile.

"Hey, sleepyhead" I whisper, gently brushing a piece of hair from her face. "Did you have a nice nap?" Bella nods, rubbing her eyes with tiny hands. "Mhm" she murmurs, snuggling deeper into the blanket.

I think about a way to tell her that Matt is coming over before she could fall back asleep “So.. do you remember my boyfriend, Matt?" Bella blinks, her sleepy expression turning curious. "Mm-hmm" she mumbles again, nodding slowly.

“What if.. He came over to a super fun sleepover with us today?” I say trying to sound extra excited to convince her.

Bella's eyes light up with excitement at the mention of a sleepover. "Yeah!" She exclaims, her drowsiness quickly dissipating. "Matt is funny!" Her sentence makes me chuckle “Oh he is?” She nods giggling, It doesn't even look like she just woke up.

The rest of the day, she doesn’t stop talking about Matt.

“Then- Then will Matt play games with me?”

“And can we watch frozen? I think Matt will like it”

Over and over, she’s more excited than me. But I mean, I can’t blame her, It’s Matt over all.

Around 8pm, Matt rings on the doorbell. I go over to the front door, Bella follows me, getting behind my left leg. I open the door and I see my boyfriend with two bouquets of flowers, a big one, and a small one.

“Hey love” He leans for a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek, then he hands me the bouquet “This is for you”

A smile appears across my face, I chuckle “Thank you so much.. You really didn’t had to” I say looking at my favorite flowers.

“No that’s fine, don’t worry” Matt returns the smile, his eyes lighting up as he sees Bella peeking out shyly from behind me. "Hey, Bella" he says warmly, crouching down to her level. "I also brought these for you, little princess" he says, offering her the smaller bouquet with a gentle smile.

Bella looks at me, seeing Bella's hesitation, I give her a soft nod, silently urging her to accept the flowers from Matt. With a shy smile, Bella reaches out and takes the bouquet from him, still with one hand around my leg.

“What do we say Bella?” I place my hand on the top of her head, caressing her hair.

“Thank you Matt” She says still shy.

"You're welcome, Belly" He responds getting up, his voice gentle and kind.

Some hours after playing some board games and talking, Bella decided to go get her toys.

She returns carrying a bunch of dolls and stuffed animals, then she settles onto the carpet in front of us and places everything there. “Matt come play with me!” She says excited with some barbie’s in her small hands.

He gets up from the couch, and sits down next to Bella on the floor “Alright so what doll am I?” Bella looks around “Hmmm..” She grabs a really bad looking doll, marker-covered, and hands it to Matt. I automatically start laughing uncontrollably, Matt matches the energy.

I am just watching as they play, Bella makes Matt use a girly voice, what just makes everything ten times better for my entertainment.

After Bella got tired of playing with her toys, she made us watch frozen, it’s her favorite movie, this is probably her fifth time watching it. I sit on the left side of the couch, Matt on the middle and my sister next to him. Some 30 minutes after the movie started, Bella is already with her head on Matt’s lap, sleeping like a little angel, as Matt gently strokes her hair and she snuggles closer to him.

His eyes meet mine, seeing me watching him, he smiles “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing” With a soft smile, I rest my head on Matt's shoulder “You just look so cute taking care of kids” He chuckles and leaves a kiss on the top of my head.

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this actually sucked, i’m so bad at doing cute scenes, this def wasn’t what I had in mind lol, maybe i will delete it later.

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where-does-the-heart-lie · 1 year

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Grand Line Crew Modern Au Gang!

i hope yall enjoy, this took a while to get all together, here

ASL post

East Blue Crew post

Friends we made along the way 1 post

Friends we made along the way 2 post

i dont have many additional headcanons for this lot, but i did write a short story with them :) enjoy

Brook only wears the absolute grooviest of clothing at all times.

That’s just gonna have to be there 👆 tumblr likes to glitch out my posts.

Dont give chopper caffeine. He’ll either have a heart attack or operate on 5x speed, its a gamble every time.

robin and franky love watching home improvement shows, house hunters, how its made, myth busters, and other technical shows together.

When Luffy shows robin memes on his phone, she takes out her reading glasses and holds the phone like a mom does. Ya know that squint. You know.

Jinbei used to be a trucker and had a convoy with s bunch of his truckin’ buddies. They had matching leather jackets with “the sun truckers” embroidered on the back

Franky has a wig closet. It is vast. If you went in there you'd think you were in Narnia or something

Chopper is BEYOND CONVINCED that Sabo is a vampire.

One day, sabo volunteered as an assistant in a medical class chopper was taking. He was acting as chopper’s patient as he was learning the patient procedures of a checkup.

It was all going fine, chopper got all the patient identification out of the way and next was to acquire blood pressure, breath count, and heart rate. But the stethoscope and pressure monitor wasn’t working, and it make it seem like Sabo,,, didnt have a pumping heart,, or blood,,, or really breathed at all(he doesnt take very visible breaths).

Chopper was stricken with fear at this and assumed the absolute worse as he looked in horror at Sabo’s naturally pale complexion and long canine teeth. Chopper simply jotted down the average count of each recording instead of getting new equipment, and tried not to think about it, but

“huh, all of those numbers are usually lower than that. Maybe all that Special Concoction™ i drink is finally catching up to my heart rate.”

“how much have you.. drunk?”

“like for today? Or since I woke up.”

Chopper is fucking horrified. Sabo woke up to being a vampire and drinks blood as a special concoction. He cannot believe this.

”Never mind, I don't need to know, its all normal, you're normal.”

“Wow… that's the first time a medical practitioner has called me normal. My brothers are gonna get a real kick outta this.”

CHOPPER IS FUCKING HORRIFIED. HE HAS BRETHEREN??? Chopper just keeps his head down and finishes up the check up practice as Sabo remarks he has another class in the blood bank, which was lemon in the paper cut for chopper.

For a month or so after that day, Chopper didn’t see Sabo at all, and he forgot about his fear for a little while. However one night as chopper was hanging with Luffy and a few others in the straw hat friend group, there was a knock at the door. Chopper happily said “I’ll get it~” as the rest of the group continued in conversation.

Chopper skips over to the door and when he opens it, he sees the figure of Sabo standing in front of him. Tall and opposing, smiling a big toothy grin with bright blue eyes shining from the overhead lighting. He’s wearing a long trench coat with the collar popped and an ascot was wrapped around his neck.

What chopper was seeing before him.

Was the vampire.

He let out a scream right out of a horror film and promptly fainted.

A minute or two later, he awoke laying on the couch, feet elevated and vest unbuttoned, to his friends looking at him from the foot of the couch.

He goes to stand up, but a strong gloved hand stops his movement and guides him back down

“Don't get up too quickly, little man.”

Chopper looked next to him and saw The Vampire. What was he doing in his house?!?!?

“Are you alright, bud? You opened the door for me, screamed in my face, and then passed out.”

“I’m fine, thank you,” Chopper said with the highest voice-crack to word ratio in his entire life.

“Right. Well again, dont get up too quickly, if you need water or anything let your friends know. I just came here to pick up Luffy cuz some family stuff came up. Have a good night!”

“…you too, and thanks for taking care of me…”

“No prob!”

“One last question?” Inquired chopper.

“What's up?”

“Did someone invite you in?”

the end

PS: Sabo's "special concoction" consists of Red Bull and Espresso. He hasn't slept in 72 hours. This will have lasting effects on his health.

thats all for now! thanks for reading~

#i am constantly delighted at how “crew” rhymes with “AU”#my art #one piece #one piece fan art #tony tony chopper #chopper #nico robin #cyborg franky #soul king brook #jinbe #one piece modern au #op modern au

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cottonconnielvr · 10 months

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can you write plug!connie but he yo baby daddy, love your work btw <3

WARNINGS ✩ — mom!reader(i got insane baby fever n i wanna be a stay at home mom so bad 😔), fluff, nothing honestlyyy

YOU woke up to the blaring sun in your face, causing you to scrunch your eyes up. It was 8:45 am. The usual time you wake up on the weekends. Yes the weekends. Being a stay at home mom, you were always up on your feet. Taking care of things at home while Connie took care of everything else.

Your body was locked in place from moving. Your daughter, Celeste, was wrapped around you from the back, squished between Connie who was facing you, his long arm wrapped around you both. You shook your head, assuming Celeste climbed in the bed in the middle of the night like she always does.

You slowly pried their arms off of you, leaving them quietly sleeping in bed. You headed to the bathroom, getting yourself ready for the day.

After a steamy shower and you’re 5-step skincare routine, you went to go make breakfast, deciding to make a standard breakfast.

Meanwhile, an hour and a half later, Celeste walked down the stairs, her teddy bear locked in her arms. The sound of Destiny’s Child filled her ears as she approached the kitchen island, struggling to lift her five year old body onto the chair.

“Morning mama, want some fruit?” Your daughter immediately smiled at the kiss pressed onto her forehead.

Celeste loves both of her parents, of course. Even as a five year old she knows all the stress you endure. But she’s never seen you cry, well she’s seen you cry over heels but that’s besides the point. She’s never seen either of her parents give up or argue. Even if she saw you upset at her dad, you always resolved the issue.You and Connie set your daughters standards very high.

“Yes pleaseee” She flashes a smile, very similar to Connie’s.

After preparing breakfast, you finally prepared the plates. “Mommy can I give daddy breakfast” Celeste speaks from across the island, now standing. But you can only see her puff of hair as it shows over the island.

You nod, grabbing a tray from the pantry and putting Connie’s plate on it. “Be careful” You warned, handing her the tray.

“Of courseeee” She dragged out. Man was she obsessed with that word.

Celeste carefully walked up the stairs, walking very slowly and steadily. She made sure his fruit wasn’t touching his bacon and his bacon didn’t touch the whipped cream on his waffles, just how he likes it.

“Daddyyy it’s morning time” She sung out as she stood next to the bed. Connie stirred in the bed, feeling it empty.

He looked over to his daughter, seeing her hold a tray with food and a huge smile on her face. Always smiling.. “Thank you babygirl” He grabbed the tray from her, immediately digging in. “Where’s your mom?” Connie asked Celeste as she climbed into bed beside him, stealing a piece of bacon from Connie’s plate , earning a side eye.

“She’s probably in the garden now but like um..um..are we still going to the mall today?” She took her time, smacking her teeth multiple times.

Connie shook his head at the little girl, “You are just like your mom mhm”

“DONT step on my shoes. My dad bought them and they’re custom made.” Celeste sassily crossed her arms over her chest, yelling at her distant “cousins”.

You and Connie decided to stop by the cookout Ony was throwing, Connie doing a couple of drops as well. There were kids there so nothing crazy would happen, Connie trusted his best guys with his two favorite girls so he felt okay with leaving.

“Oh yeah? My dad is like the biggest strongiest coolest ever!” One of the kids of a family friend argued. “Strongiest isn’t even a word” Celeste rolled her eyes. “That’s why my dad gave me this!” Celeste pulled out an one hundred dollar bill out of her pocket, causing the kids the gasp.

“Woah she’s like rich” One boy said from his spot on the floor. Celeste smiled, stuffing it back into her pocket. “Yeah so don’t act like I don’t have motion!” Celeste copied the word that she always heard her dad say around her.

Truth be told, Celeste was a bit….egotistical. I mean come on Connie Springer is her father. To her parents she’s an angel but once she’s around kids her age, she’s talking about how big the Eiffel tower really is and how clear the water is in Fiji.

She’s a spoiled brat, just like you, in every single way.

After playing for hours, Celeste dramatically laid across your lap. “When is dad coming back” Just then she jumped up, seeing the sight of her father.

“Hi daddy!” He lifted her up into the air before just holding her on the side of his waist. “Hey princess, you have fun?” She hummed, nodding her head before he placed her down.

“Hi A-armin” Celeste waved while looking up, her face growing hot. Armin was Celeste’s first crush. “Hey little one” Armin smiled down at the child, patting her head before handing her a $5 bill. “I hear the ice cream truck, why don’t you get yourself something”

Celeste couldn’t stop her smile, her kiddy crush feeling much more like true love. She ignored her fathers scowl and hugged the blonde’s legs before running off to the front yard with Onyankopon and a group of kids.

“Calm down boy, it’s just a silly little crush” You walked over to Connie, handing him your cup to sip out of. Your hand went around his waist, pulling him into a side hug.

“She’s only five. She doesn’t need any crushes, especially on Armin” Armin jerks his head back at the emphasis on his name.

“Acting like i’m ugly or something” He shook his head before greeting some other people. “Y’know she thinks he looks like a disney prince or something. Anyways how was your run?” You walk infront of Connie, grabbing his hand. He trailed behind you with the cup still in his hand. His eyes were glued to your butt in the skin tight sundress. “Hm baby?” You ask completely unaware. The weather was breezy and dawn had settled in, painting the sky purple and blue.

“Y’know I still want a son as well?” Connie completely ignored your question, his front pressing up against your back as his hand trailed down to your butt, lightly squeezing.

You jumped, gasping out “Connie there are innocent children here!”

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20-th-centurygirl · 6 months

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it's always been you

bsf! jude bellingham x fem!reader

summary: falling in love with your life long best friend is no joke

a/n: hello ! i haven't written a full fic in an eternity so i'm abit rusty. this is also angsty ish? which isn't my speciality so i hope it's good. i'm a bit :/ on the ending bc it feels a little rushed but i hope you enjoy <3

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for as long as you could remember, you and jude had been attached at the hip. your moms had always been close, and when they both had children at the same time they were determined to get them to be equally as close. and they'd succeeded. you and jude had gone through primary and secondary school together, and your closeness never faltered even when he moved to a completely different country. you were eachothers most loved person, eachothers first kiss at the grand age of nine years old, you were the best friend either of you would ever have.

when jude moved to madrid, you took the opportunity to spend more time with him than ever before, moving over to go to uni there. he'd even offered, no insisted, that you move in with him. and who were you to say no?

and it had all been great. cuddling and watching a film in judes bed had become nightly routine, and it was very rare that you made it back to your own, often too tired from judes fingertips gently dancing up snd down your arm lulling you to sleep. everyone around you was sure that you and him were more than just friends, but you'd never seen eachother in that way, and you were both sure that you never would. how wrong you both were.

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your head was rested on judes chest, your eyes fluttering shut "hey, don't fall asleep on me angel" he teased, poking your nose and grinning in amusement when you scrunched it.

" 'm not, just resting my eyes"

"mhm"

you weren't resting your eyes. you woke up the next morning wrapped in judes arms. he was still asleep, and you tried to shuffle out of his arms to have a shower but he'd caught you. "where you going?" he mumbled, grabbing your wrist to keep you in the bed.

"'m going to have a shower. or is that not allowed?" you teased

"only if i watch" his wonky grin and voice thick with sleep gave you butterflies. "no you perv" you'd both seen eachother naked countless times, and jude loved making inappropriate jokes. if only you knew there was some meaning behind it.

"are you gonna come to my game today?" jude had got out of bed and you couldn't help but linger on his bare abs, the only clothing he was wearing being a pair of boxers. jude noticed but said nothing, and he couldn't deny the giddy feeling he felt when he saw you checking him out.

"have i ever missed a game?" you teasingly pinched his cheeks. "anyway stop staring at my arse now i need to get ready"

jude rolled his eyes, walking over to you. "i'll see you later. be safe on the way" he pressed a small kiss to your hair, something he did every time one of you were leaving.

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jude didn't know what was happening. he'd always seen you as second sibling but lately he'd felt different. the way your smile could light up a whole room, the pride in your face whenever he mentioned anything about football, the way you cared for him. he'd always thought you were attractive, but lately he was seeing you in a whole new light. everytime he saw you his heart skipped a beat. the 'jokes' he'd always made started to have meaning behind them. but he didn't have a crush on you, no way?

his heart skipped a beat the moment his eyes locked onto you. you were never a huge fan of football, you'd said yourself many times you'd rather watch rugby but here you were, the sun hitting you perfectly, highlighting every feature, your smile that made his day better no matter what, your eyes sparkling as the sun bounced off them, as far as jude was concerned you were an angel on earth. and when he saw you standing proudly with his last name on your back it hit him, he was in love with you. absolutely infatuated. and he knew full well you'd never see him in the way he was beginning to see you. whenever someone asked, you'd jokingly pull a face of disgust before making it abundantly clear to that person that you were just friends and nothing more. jude had girls throw themselves at him everyday, yet he only wanted the girl that called him her brother.

little did he know you felt the same way. you hated the fact that you were starting to fancy your bestfriend. the teasing jokes, drunken kisses and the constant cuddling wasn't friendly. you could pretend not to be interested, to tell people you'd rather get a lobotomy than ever be with jude in a romantic way all you wanted but it wouldn't change the fact you wanted him to be yours and yours only. and maybe you had a chance. the way he acted with you didn't seem friendly, and you planned to attempt to make a move.

but then it changed. you and jude had both been invited to a mutual friends birthday party. you secretly couldn't wait to see jude, knowing his outfit would had you drooling. but he walked in with a girl that none of you had ever seen hanging off his shoulder and you felt your heart shatter.

"who's that?" muttered to your bestfriend

"don't know? is she his girlfriend? surely he'd have told you if he had one" she said, her eyes locked onto the new 'couple'

"he hasn't mentioned anything"

"weird" she replied, walking away quickly as she saw them approaching.

the first person jude brought her over to was you, of course it was. "y/n. this is jess" he smiled

"hi, i've heard so much about you. i love your dress" she was amazing. gorgeous, prefect hair, perfect body and she was nice. "thank you! sorry if this sounds rude but judes just not mentioned you. how long have you two been seeing eachother?" you shot jude a glare for putting you on the spot but he seemed completely oblivious.

"oh only a few weeks. i'm sorry i thought jude told you" jess shot him a glare too, and jude frowned. "no he didn't. sorry, i'm just gonna go grab a drink" you practically ran away, wanting nothing more than to be swallowed whole.

you'd spent the rest of the evening avoiding him completely, hiding to go to the toilet or getting one of your friends to drag to away every time jude was making his way over to you.

"god i can't even hate her. she's so fucking nice and pretty and just perfect" you slumped in a corner in the middle of two of your friends. you didn't have a justifiable reason to feel this way, you were just friends. but you were convinced that you were destined to be something more. you'd always wondered about jude, questioning if he ever had any romantic feelings for you, and lately you were certain he did. and you had accepted that you felt the same way, ready to tell him and he walked in with a girl you'd never met.

"are you upset because your hopelessly inlove with him?" one teased and you couldn't even argue back. she was right.

"i just feel like he's put me on the spot? he didn't tell any of us she was coming and she thought he had. she couldn't believe i didn't know who she was. am i being dramatic? i think i've had too much to drink" you pouted, completely unsure of whether you were being reasonable or not. " i'm gonna go and get some fresh air"

you rested your back flat against the wall, watching the cars go by. the cool air was refreshing, giving you a chance to think. "hey" jude came out and stood next to you. "fucking hell you scared me. what're you doing out here?"

"haven't seen you all night. where have you been hiding?"

"i haven't been hiding. just thought you might've wanted some space with jess" your tone was sharper than you intended, but you couldn't help it.

"what's that supposed to mean?"

"doesn't mean anything"

"do you not like her or something?"

"It's got nothing to do with her" you took a deep breath before turning to face jude "why didn't you tell me she was coming?"

"what?"

"i just feel like you've put me on the spot s'all. i mean did you not see how uncomfortable you made her by not telling me?"

"right. i think you're being a bit dramatic"

you scoffed, then you both went silent, focusing on your surroundings instead.

jude broke the silence first "you gonna come on saturday? jess is gonna be there and she's looking forward to seeing you again"

"dunno. i'll try but i might be busy" you mumbled. "i'm gonna go back in, getting cold now" you didn't give him a chance to reply, quickly walking past him.

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you didn't go to the game. you knew it was petty but you just couldn't face it. you promised yourself you'd just sit this one out.

jude arrived home and went straight up to your room. he opened your door and carefully walked in. "hi"

"hi"

"why didn't you come to the game?"

"didn't feel right with jess being there" you shrugged. making up some stupid lie was far easier than admitting the truth. but the truth always comes out in the end. judes defeated "oh" sent guilt through your body, but it wasn't fair to tell him the real reason and to ruin a happy relationship. you'd get over him soon enough, right?

"sorry, i didn't mean to upset you. i just didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable, s'all. it feels weird being there if your girlfriends there "

"i get it. i'll see you in the morning, night." jude moved towards you with his arms outstretched, but you stepped back, mumbling something about a cold and you didn't miss the flicker of hurt in his eyes. you'd never denied him any hug, in fact it was rare for you to both be in seperate beds. but you had to get over him, and in your head the best way to do that was try to distance yourself from him. you knew it was hurting him, but you felt lost. you wanted him in a way that you could never have him.

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the next two weeks consisted of you avoiding jude as much as you possibly could, pretending to be asleep or in the shower whenever he came to say goodbye to go to training. you ate separately, missed out on judes came with the excuse of being 'ill' or 'tired'. you knew it was mean, but in your head it was the only way to try and get over jude. he had a girlfriend that wasn't you and you just had to get over it.

but frankly jude was miserable. jess was perfect, really he should've been over the moon to be with her but she wasn't you. no girl would ever compare to you, but you'd shut him out completely for no apparent reason. he knew dating someone else was a stupid way to try and ignore his feelings for you because ultimately they only got stronger. but now with you icing him out he was sort of stuck.

you missed him terribly, especially tonight. he'd gone over to see jess and the jealously you felt was unlike anything else.

"jude i wanna talk to you" jude's 'girlfriend' muttered. he didn't really know what they were, it was difficult to label a relationship when he was in love with someone else.

"whats up"

"us. its not gonna work out"

"why"

"because you're in love with someone else. it's only fair on the three of us if you leave and go to her instead" she smiled softly. jude didn't know what to say, but he knew exactly who the girl infront of him was talking about. he said nothing to say, she was right. he'd never fully love someone else, and he couldn't begin to try unless he got the closure he needed. "i'm sorry. i don't want you to feel like i was dragging you along"

"it's okay. i knew the first time i met her you were both infatuated. the way she looked at you gave it all away. she's a lovely girl jude"

"thank you. i'm sorry"

"i know"

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the pounding of judes fists against your door abruptly woke you up from your sleep. You swung the door open, ready to argue with whoever it was. but the exasperated expression on judes face stopped you in your tracks.

"jude?"

"what have i done wrong y/n?" the desperation in his voice cutting you deeply

"what"

"you've just cut me out your life completely and i don't know why? we never do anything anymore. you're not at my games you don't call me. i miss you."

"i'm not your girlfriend jude" you hissed, far harsher than you intended and you knew instantly that you were in the wrong. but what was he expecting? he had a girlfriend, why did he need you to play that role instead of her?

"well maybe i don't like the reminder" he mumbled but you'd heard him loud and clear.

"what?" you whispered, his quip like a harsh slap.

"such a smart girl but you can't see things right infront of your eyes. i am absolutely stupidly hopelessly in love with you y/n. jess was just my way of trying to forget about the way i felt about you because i knew you'd never want me in that way. but it didn't help, she didn't help. it's you or no one"

"really" was all you could stutter out, absolutely speechless at his confession.

"yes really. if you don't feel the same way tell me now and i'll be out your life forever" in all the years you'd been friends with jude, you'd never seen him so vulnerable and it rendered you speechless. you knew his reaction was genuine but you refused to believe it.

"no jude, i feel the same way. that's why i stopped speaking to you, seeing you with someone else killed me"

"why didn't you say anything?"

"why didn't you?"

you both went silent, feeling incredibly stupid. jude spoke up first "i was scared. whenever someone asked you if we were dating you'd just be so disgusted? like you always saw me just as a friend and i didn't wanna lose you. i'd rather be your best friend who's stupidly in love with you than lose you completely by confessing"

"i felt the same" you mumbled, head staring down at the floor. "god i feel so stupid. think of all the time we could've spent together if i said something"

"don't feel stupid" jude cupped your cheeks in his palms "look at me, you are the most amazing person i've ever met. and we're gonna spend the rest of our lives together angel, i promise" he leaned in, pressing his lips to yours and it was nothing short of perfection. your own hands rested on his side, judes lips soft and plump against yours. his tongue gliding against yours. it was like you were made for eachother.

you pulled back first, resting your forehead against judes."what about jess?"

"she ended it. she was really nice about it. she said she knew i loved you and she didn't want to try and force a relationship that wouldn't ever work"

"really?"

"yeah. we weren't really official anyway. i was only with her to try and get over you"

"what do we do now?" you whispered, a wide smile adorning both your faces. "was thinking we could go out to that coffee shop we always used to go to. just wanna take it slow, we've got all the time in the world"

"yes we do" you smiled, pulling him into your room and connecting your mouths again.

#jude bellingham #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham smut #jude bellingham blurb #jude bellingham imagine #footballer imagine #football imagine

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shut up, kid

You awake to your first Mother’s Day with baby Bateman.

Warnings: Nathan is honestly the only warning you need. I suppose some hints of breastfeeding too (a fed baby is a happy baby, whether bottle or breast). Actually proofread for once, but probably still mistakes that I missed. Word count: 750 F!Reader, no use of Y/N.

This was written VERY last minute (by last minute, I mean at 9:30pm on Mother's Day in the UK 😂). Anyway, happy Mother’s Day to all the parents out there! 😊 I’ve recently been very broody and very Nathan oriented, so I created this mostly self-indulgent fic (loosely based on this post from a few weeks ago).

I struggle to write Nathan, I feel like I can't get his personalty, or his demeanour right, so please let me know if I can improve anywhere! I want to write more Nathan!

It was the sound of a loud, high-pitched, excited squeal, that woke you up.

“Hey,” came the voice of your boyfriend, sounding distant and muffled as the sweet caress of sleep called back to you. “I know we came to wake up your mom, but that’s not the way to do it. You want to deal with the dragon before she’s had her morning coffee? No? I fuckin’ thought not. Shut up, kid.”

“You shouldn’t swear at your son,” you muttered into your pillow, knowing now that sleep was just a distant memory.

“Ah, shit.”

You grin into the pillow before you look up, your eyes blurrily settling on your boyfriend, who had a mug of coffee in his left hand (in your favourite mug – one you got from a Blue Book convention back when you were in college, long before you met Nathan...Nathan hated it), and his other hand was occupied supporting your seven-month-old son, Silas, who was happily sitting on Nathan’s hip, still in his footsie pyjamas, chewing on his pointer finger. It was sickening how you carried the kid for nine months, and going through a 36-hour labour, sacrificing your body and your boobs (your nipples will never be the same again), for him to look exactly like Nathan.

You still love the bones off him anyway.

“Kid doesn’t know what I’m saying, it’s fine,” Nathan continues, coming over to you and holding out the mug. You take it, smiling up at Nathan as he leans down to you and presses a kiss against your lips, murmuring a ‘good morning’ to you before he straightens up.

He’s so hot. Even now, he’s just wearing some old sweatpants and a t-shirt (it even has a stain of old baby throw up, which you just couldn’t get out), but it’s the way he’s holding your son...it does things to you.

“Good morning,” you greeted back, taking a sip of your coffee. You nod at Silas as he continued to chew on his finger. “Lost another pacifier?”

“I don’t know what he does with them,” Nathan said, shaking his head, gesturing with now free his hand around the room. “Spend all my fuckin’ spare time trying to find that blue one that he refuses to nap without.”

“Language,” you tell him, take a sip of your coffee.

“Sorry,” he says, almost on autopilot. “I’ll request more for the chopper next week. Think 50 will be enough? Obviously fuckin’ not, he’ll lose them all within a week.”

You laugh as you shake your head at him before looking at Silas. “Is your dada silly?” you ask him in your most annoying baby voice.

The kid loves it. He smiles widely at you and kicks his legs in excitement.

“Anyway,” Nathan says, adjusting Silas in his grip as he looked back at you, evidently choosing to ignore your comment to your son. “Happy Mother’s Day, or whatever. I made you breakfast, your favourite. The kid had some, he loved it, so now we’ll probably have to make it for him every day. I’ll run you a bath and by the time you’re finished it should be ready. While you’re being a lazy ass in the tub and skirting your duties as a mother - “

You go to swat Nathan on the thigh, but he dodges you swiftly and carries on like he was never interrupted.

“Me and this one,” he nods to Silas. “Will work on some tummy time, see if we can start crawling today.”

“Not all kids start crawling at seven months.”

“Not all kids are mine.”

“Debatable, regarding all the sex you were having before we met.”

“You’re reaping all the benefits from ‘all that sex’.”

“You pig.”

“You love me.”

You do. God, you do. So much. But you’re not going to tell him that.

You take a gulp of your coffee, hiding your smile.

“Get your pretty ass out of bed,” Nathan said, already turning away from you, grabbing Silas around the tummy and tossing him lightly in the air and catching him, causing Silas to laugh that cute baby giggle he has that melts your heart. “Come and celebrate your first Mother’s Day.”

He leaves the room, and you laugh to yourself as you distinctly hear the sound of Nathan giving Silas a raspberry on his belly as he walks down the corridor, the squealing sound of laughter from your son following right after.

It sends a warm feeling of joy and happiness through you.

#nathan x reader #nathan bateman #nathan Bateman x reader #dad!nathan Bateman #nathan Bateman x f!reader #ex machina #oscar isaac #dad!nathan bateman x mom!reader

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dreamwritersworld · 1 year

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The chore. Part 4. (Sully family x reader)

This is part 4 and the final part but read till the VERY END when I announce a surprise! 😊💓

I was dreading waking up in the morning. Last night Tyseria had decided it’d be best we made a small fort to sleep in together before we have to constantly be out for training more than usual. I woke up with Aonung’s arms wrapped around me “Timeeeeee to wake up Y/n! Moms keeping us busy and close to her today so wake up!!” I rubbed my eyes, trying to get up suddenly focusing on the other voice beside me trying to pry Aonung to get off. “you should really let go brother you might cut off her circulation! We have to train the Sully’s” I look back confused. them? Train the sull- “Tyseria leave us be! I don’t want to train those idiots. Tuk please leave your sister and tell mom she’ll come back in a couple of hours.” Tuk and Tyseria both look up offended and give a ‘Are you serious?!’ look to both their siblings.

“Fineee, I guess our breathing training can wait till another dayyy…” I yank Aonung’s hand off “Ok you got me up let’s go you evil child.” Laughs erupts from the two sisters that bothered their siblings to wake up. Now it’s Aonung’s turn for an offended look. “I- your leaving?!” I turn back “yes! Tuk needs to train and she’s doing it AS SHE PROMISED!” I turn to Tuk expectedly “I guess so…”

That’s how it continued for the next few days wake up and stay close by father or mother. Not to say that we didn’t mind but we knew that we were all dying to return home and praying our schedules can go back to normal. As for the sully family…

There had been no mention of Y/n or Tuk from Tyseria and Aonung. They kept majority of their family life private besides when they stated the obvious. It wasn’t until Loak, Kiri and Neteyam were walking towards the Mauri that their laughing stopped once they heard their parents in the home going back in forth while Jake brushes off Neytiri suspicions on seeing the girls running around the village as her mind playing a cruel joke on her. “Neytiri it’s not real. They are gone.” Neytiri pushes Jake aside “You are stupid. I saw MY children. You must’ve not noticed them AGAIN.” When the two girls left the family after y/n gave them a reality check, Neytiri never let Jake forget it and she only ever drowned in her regrets at failing to notice how they pushed their own daughter away. “That is not fair. You know that’s not fair. We looked everywhere for them. I sent out troops for them.” Neytiri turns back to her husband…

*Flashback*

Jake’s eyes follow Neytiri as she frantically rushes home to find her daughters, after hearing Tuk ran for Y/n when she left after the argument. Jake sluggishly walking behind frustrated at the idea of facing his daughter again knowing that it wouldn’t be long until he had enough and would blow up on her once again for putting stress on HIS family. (as if y/n was the intruder bothering his family, not his daughter)His sluggish walking stopped and changed to a sprinting pace as he wears his wife’s screams. He ran into an empty room with nothing but beautiful flower bracelets, each laying on his other three kids hammocks. Some type of parting away gift with a familiar bead hanging on each end of the bracelets. Y/n’s signature bead. The one Tuk would always show off and say “her beading is so pretty isn’t it dad-“ suddenly he couldn’t hear the little girls sentence in his memory because he had immediately cut her off and said that y/n shouldn’t be beading, instead training to be better and not halfass on the war grounds. “WHERE ARE THEY. WHERE ARE MY KIDS. JAKE WHAT IS THIS?!” Neytiri screams with her heart aching of regret. “Find them. FIX THIS. Bring my children back home.” Looking at her husband with the upmost disgust. Neytiri then turns her back to her husband. For the first time.” *

…“Well then you didn’t look hard enough. My children are here. And I’m going to fight for answers with or without you.” Both parents rushed out the Mauri, Jake trying to stop Neytiri from doing anything out of line while their children frantically followed behind from a safe distance. ‘Could it be? Could their missing sisters really be here?’

Neytiri rushes around the village everywhere in search for the two leaders of the clan hoping to find her theory true. That her children are here and that they’d now return home. “Mom! Dad! Look at the seashell necklace I made for the baby! Y/n is going to teach me how to make a quilt for the baby next!” The two adults back up watching from a far in shock as they witness Tonowari pick up their child and spin her in the air as she giggled. They hear each others hearts shatter hearing Tuk call someone else, some they didn’t even know well enough mom and dad. To make matters worse they then heard a laugh coming from a far, a laugh they didn’t even recognize…

“Tuk! It was supposed to be a surprise for Mom!” Y/n walks hand in hand with Aonung as a Tyseria follows next to the couple with a flower crown in her hand that Y/n taught her to make. Tuk sticks her tongue out showing a silly face to her two sisters, walking towards them.

Neytiri couldn’t stand this anymore she rushed out of hiding. “Y/n? Tuk? My children.” She rushed to hug the two kids that were once her’s, something she didn’t understand. Everyone in the circle saw it, saw something switch in Y/n, there was something cold behind her eyes. As quickly as Neytiri came in is as quickly as Y/n picked up Tuk and stepped back putting the women at a stop. “We’ve found you! You’ve grown so much, and you seem so strong my children. It’s ok we will retu-“ it wasn’t until Neytiri’s sentence came at a halt with a hiss. “MY children will NOT return to you. They are no longer “your children” they were never yours.” Jake comes into view in disbelief looking at the older daughter that fled the forest, putting herself in between the two woman as she holds Tuk in her arms with her head held up high, hissing at Neytiri telling her to back off. There was still three kids that follow carefully behind hidden in the shadows still, share the same look as Tyseria and Aonung witness the situation.

“I am Y/n, daughter of Tonowari and Ronal. I found my own home. I am not leaving. I hear you. You just don’t understand how it is now.” Jake couldn’t stand by and listen any longer he was just growing more frustrated but he knew he must try to remain as calm as possible to the damaged girl, that’s all he ever viewed her as

Broken.

Reckless.

Idiotic.

Too foolish to ever hold her own.

His voice speaks from behind “We understand you. Y/n don’t do that. We paid our dues with the pain of not waking up to you and Tuk everyday. We took care of you when you were babies. You can come with us but you aren’t allowing yourself too. Listen to me. You don’t have to hide anymore not you, not Tuk. Don’t you want that for yourselves? For her?” I look at the man in front of me, I try making it clear nicely but any longer and he might just push me over the edge. “Jake, this idea of yours-“

Jake looks confused at the sound of his daughter not even referring to him as dad, even when she was most upset, even during their last argument it was never ‘Jake’. He quickly states “this idea of mine is what kept you close for a long time.” I shake my head urging him to listen before my patience was up. “Jake, it takes more than words, you can’t just talk me into coming back to your family. you think I didn’t want a life the way I do now, from the beginning? From the moment I was able to walk that’s all I ever wanted. I prayed to Eywa that you would come to your realizations before our time was up but that’s just not how it worked.” Neytiri stared at the girl with tears in her eyes begging Eywa to stop any more words coming out that could hurt Neytiri even more. “Please my child, I’m sorry I didn’t realize sooner , I’m so sorry you had to do it on your own . Come home.” Y/n gave another blank stare “Can’t you hear me ? I’m not coming to your home.” That was it, everything Jake heard felt like nonsense to his ears, his silent frustration built up for his own daughter came back.

“You and Tuk were gone. You vanished. We missed out on important parts of your life. And your telling me you aren’t coming home? You ran away and took Tuk with you. You think because you were a little girl that you could just pull yourselves out and no one will care. That because your “sorry” Our lost time with you both will all magically come back? That’s not how it works.” Tonowari and Ronal decided that weren’t going to no longer hold back “That’s enough! You will not speak to My child that way-“ Hearing Jake say what he just said alerted the coldness that Y/n tried to put aside come back. He still hadn’t changed. “You have no right. You never raised me. You don’t get to take over now and show up again to pull us out of the family we surrounded ourselves with. Real. Family. So shut up Jake. This isn’t about our lost time. I could give zero shits anymore. I would’ve still been lost in a transit, in the same old routine because YOU. refused to pick up any pieces of what YOU broke. This is about what I did. And you know what Jake? I did a great fucking job. Tuk learned everything from me. You barley spent as much time with her compared to me even before I left and that’s sad. She’s at the top of everything for her age group here. She learned survival, and the ways of water at a young age, at a quicker rate than you ever will. And you know what WE did it all no thanks to you because you. weren’t. here.” The wave of anger sent reminders to him that she was going to send him back to the major argument they had. “I- I’m here now.” His voice breaks now as hold his wife in his arms. “You don’t even know who we are?!”

Neytiri then yells out a broken scream “We’re your parents!” And to this I brush their words away “Well now they (looking at Tonowari and Ronal) took the EMPTY spot you were supposed to be so yk what? Your right you were my mother, but the most you ever did for me was birth me. But they are a here now. So your worries that you suddenly have for me and my feelings starting from the night YOUR husband left me to die, they’re done. You don’t need to worry anymore. We are not yours to bare.”

Neytiri drops down and cries like Y/n and Tuk weren’t even on Pandora anymore, like they passed through Eywa. I looked up at Jake and decided to say my last words. “You made a mess and you weren’t even there to pick it up. So remember when I say this. I was always just the chore to you and you were too bored to pick it up. But I will do you and I one last favor. You will never speak or look at me again. You will find moonlight nights strangely empty because when you call my name, there will be no answer, not even a look. You are allowed to stay on this island and you better be grateful because without me, you are nothing. Nothing but a man who’s afraid to accept the truth, still always holding frustration. But don’t think I’m doing it for you. I’m saving your kids from being lost, something I wish I had guidance for.” With that, the family walked away from the couple and continued their home until…

The three siblings (Loak, neteyam and kiri) come into view as well crying tears and rushing to hug Y/n “h-how? We’re so sorry” For them, it meant everything that Y/n accepted their hug. In y/n’s mind she couldn’t hold a grudge, she loved her siblings regardless of their subconscious pushing. They were just kids as well, how could they have seen it? “I could never be seriously mad at you guys, we were just kids.” their quietness came to an end a few moments later with Tuk “ok guys…I can’t breathe your holding us too tight!” We all laughed.

Finally the small part of Y/n’s heart was healed. She didn’t hold anything back. She was at peace before yes, but now the cold side of her, the side that always lingered around said what needed to be said, she didn’t need to worry anymore. That’s when Tonowari and Ronal saw what they finally been waiting for, their daughter healed fully they viewed her as

Strong.

Graceful.

Kind.

Smart.

Y/n was so happy, she had Tuk still, she remained with her family and healed any pent up anger she had. “Ok sunshine! Where to next ? I say we go eat!” Tuk rushes out of y/n’s arms “THEN LETS GOOOOO COME ON GUYS LETS GO HOME!” Y/n grabs Aonung’s hand while he smiled at the girl “uh…I thinkkk you guys didn’t hear her? LETS GO! I’LL RACE YOU ALL!” That’s when everyone ran (only the teens and Tuk) Tonowari and Ronal smiled at the girl who faced everything she was dealt with and no longer sitting in silent frustration. She was finally able to say her older habit and mean it- Y/n tripped when running to the finish line and everyone came at a stop “ITS OK! I’M FINE! I MADE IT AND THAT MEANS I FINALLY WIN!” Laughter and happiness surrounds the room while Y/n run in hand and hand with Tuk ready to walk into their home.

I really hope you loved this series as much as I loved writing it. :) This is the final part however….I will be doing a mini series to add onto this! To show more of how growing up was for Y/n that way you can see more of her dark past and the troubles she went through. 💓 thank you for all the love and support on this series this literally means so much 🥲💕

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neoraso · 4 months

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on your special day | pwb

for @fleurlia angel ♡ i hope you had a wonderful birthday, sorry i'm late!

wonbin was an incredibly affectionate and attentive boyfriend who never let you doubt his love. he didn't always use words but you didn't mind, his actions spoke for themselves. it was your first birthday you got to spend with him and though you both didn't bring it up too often, you could tell it was definitely on his mind. he kept slipping it into conversation randomly in the weeks leading up to your day

"what did you do for your last birthday?"

"is there something you really want me to get you?"

"i'll take the day off for you..."

you promised you didn't want anything big, just to spend time with him. stroking your hair and giving you a kiss on the nose he replied, "don't worry i won't throw you a surprise party or anything. i don't want that either..." though you could tell there was more he wanted to say you left the topic alone, not wanting to pressure him.

and so, the day finally came. you woke up early, and to an empty bed to your dismay. laying in bed for a few minutes listening to soft movements coming from the kitchen, you finally willed yourself up out of bed.

shuffling down the hallway to the kitchen you come across a sight that leaves you pouting. wonbin, in a loose tank top and sweats. his long hair wavy and mussed up from sleeping. before you knew it, your feet were dragging you towards him. you placed a palm on his back letting him know you were there, he always said your footsteps were too quiet and would spook him. this time though, he just softly smiled while you stood on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek.

"good morning." he said.

"very good morning, getting to see my angel on my birthday." you replied. "how long have you been up?"

"only an hour before you, i wanted to get cooking. i asked my mom for the recipe... " he said sheepishly , looking down at the pot of seaweed soup.

"hm...it smells right and i trust you chef." you assured him with a playful salute.

he nudged you with his elbow, then signaled with his chin towards your table. "go sit, it'll be ready soon then you can give me an honest review."

"i don't want to leave you though?" you said looking up at him.

"you're making me nervous i'm gonna mess this up and then it's gonna be a bad omen for the rest of the year." he left a kiss on top of your head at this, making it more of an order than a suggestion. as usual, you obeyed, albeit reluctantly, plopping down on your seat. at least you had a better view of him from here, you sneakily snapped a few pictures of him, putting your phone face down as he brought your bowl and spoon . he left for a moment to bring your rice and sides, setting it in front of you. once he finally sat down he turned to you with such an adoring look it made you shy all of a sudden.

"eat up" he said, motioning to the bowl. you got right to it, not doubting his cooking abilities, and you were pleased as usual. "how is it?" he asked quietly, petting your hair and looking at you practically with stars in his eyes.

"oh wonbin...." you started and his face dropped.

"what? is it bad? i thought i followed all the directions she sent me." he went to grab your bowl from you but you stopped him with a laugh. "if you'd let me finish i was gonna say, it's delicious. i can really taste the love" you teased him. luckily, he responded favorably,

"good. i made sure to put extra of that." he said as he tucked your hair behind your ear and ran his fingers down your cheek.

you finished your meal and sat on the counter talking to him as he cleaned up the kitchen- a rare sight, but he whined he just wanted to do you right on your birthday...

you both ended up on the couch. you, in his lap and him, stroking the skin of your legs and pressing soft kisses to your temple.

"was there anything specific you wanted to do today? i made reservations at your favorite restaurant for dinner but we can cancel if you don't want to go ..." he started

"of course i want to go, i'll do anything if it's with you." you replied with a smile, grabbing his hand. he brought your fingers up to his mouth and kissed every single one before continuing.

"do you want your present now or later?"

you felt his earnestness from his eyes and tone and knew how excited (or nervous) he was to give it to you. so you end his suffering with a kiss to his cheek. "i'll take it now"

he tapped your leg so he could get up and came back almost too quickly holding a small box. sitting back down next to you on the couch and presented your gift on his open palms. taking the pink box from him, you undid the bow and opened the top revealing a glistening silver necklace with charm of both of your birthstones linked together.

"if you don't like it we can get something else, i just thought-" he started until you threw your arms around his neck.

"i love it so much bin. can you put it on me?" you said already twisting around and handing him the necklace. you picked up your hair while he clasped it around your neck and kissed the spot after.

"i just thought now you could have something that represents us both. i got a matching bracelet, but i didn't want to wear it yet and ruin the surprise..." he was rambling now so you stopped him with a hand on his wrist, making him look up at you. "i just want this day to be perfect for you. it's our first birthday together..."

you leaned in for a kiss but stopped just before his lips to whisper.

"and it won't be our last."

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avatar-anna · 10 months

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Father's Day Fun

Young Dad! Harry x Young Mom! Reader

"Happy Father's Day, Daddy."

The first words Harry woke up to that morning. He was only half-conscious, and he was pretty sure he'd slept on one side all night and had pillow creases in his cheek. But those words were enough to stir him enough to flicker his lips into a lazy smile. And to feel the lips kissing across his bare shoulders and back.

"Is that today?" Harry asked, voice more croak and scratch than actual sound. He really had been in a deep sleep, which didn't happen very often in his house.

The kisses made their way up to the shell of his ear, taking it between teeth before kissing the curve of his jaw and making him shudder. "It is. Want your present now or later?"

As the words were said, hands wrapped around his waist, generously spreading down and around his thighs. In a way, Harry felt like he was still sleeping, but while parts of him were slowly flickering back to life, others were wide awake.

"Well, if my gift is what I think it is. Now please."

Y/n chuckled and kissed his cheek, her hands still kneading his skin eagerly. It was a familiar touch, one that came from years of exploring what made him feel the most—which spots made him shiver versus the spot that made him groan, or the place that made him freeze as lightning struck across his back. But her touch was tender, making Harry lean his back against her with ease.

"Just relax," she murmured, her breath across his skin as exhilarating as the hands on him. "I've got you."

"Feels like I'm still dreaming," Harry mumbled offhandedly, doing exactly what Y/n asked.

"Made the executive decision to wake you up early for your treat. We can go back to sleep if you want. I know you have a long day ahead of you."

But even as she said it, her hands didn't stop, and she kissed him all over every few words. Harry could tell Y/n wanted it as much as he did, and that was saying a lot.

"No, Mama. If you want to give me your present now, go ahead and give it to me."

Even though his back was to her, Harry could practically feel the grin that no doubt spread across her face. It wasn't often that they got to enjoy a moment of uninterrupted peace, and that alone was cause for celebration. So Y/n slotted her leg between his, her hands reaching up to either side of Harry's face.

For a moment, she stayed still, content to trace the pads of her fingers across his face—over his eyebrows, down his nose, and across his lips. All over until she was satisfied with admiring him. Then and only then did she lean down and kiss him, both of them exhaling a sigh of relief as she slid her to gu past his lips to tangle with his own.

Every time Harry kissed her felt like the first. From that moment until now, his whole body practically lit up when Y/n kissed him.

It had started out slow, as if both of them were still waking up and pushing away the haze of sleep. But as Harry and Y/n woke up more, the intensity rose. He dipped his hands below the hem of the little shorts she wore to sleep, guiding her legs to straddle his waist. Y/n was eager to comply, her hands gripping his shoulders when he bucked his hips up once, just to tease.

"Please," she half-whimpered when he still didn't do away with his underwear or her own.

"Please what, Mama? I thought this was your gift to me?"

But even as he said it, Harry began pushing his briefs down and pushing Y/n's underwear to the side.

It was a moment of pure bliss. For a second, Harry couldn't even see properly, but as her hips began to move, he pulled himself together just enough to settle his hands on her hips to guide her along.

"I love you," she said between shallow breaths. "Best father there is."

"Yeah? You gonna give me another one?" Harry said, bucking his hips up and disrupting the rhythm she'd created. "Love having babies with you. Let's make another one. Please, Mama?"

They weren't actually trying for a baby, but talking about it was definitely a turn on for both of them. It was the mere potential of it all, the fact that they loved each other enough to do it all over again. There used to be rumors about Harry being a womanizer and his relationship history, but none of it really bothered Y/n. Not when he came home to her practically begging, "Just one more, Mama. Let me put another baby in you, please?"

"Yes," Y/n said, though it was more of an exhale of breath. "Yes, do it, H, please—Shit. Shit!"

"What? What's wrong are you hurt—Fuck, little warning next time, Y/n—"

"Pull those back up they're coming!" she hissed, rearranging her own clothes as she settled onto her side of the bed.

Had he really not heard? Harry had been so caught up in his own pleasure he hadn't heard what his wife had, but now that he could focus, he could hear the giggles of at least four of his children just outside their door.

"I thought you said we woke up early," Harry said under his breath, rearranging his underwear and willing his erection away.

"I did. Evidently, they woke up even earlier."

Shaking his head, Harry pulled his book off his night table and slipped his reading glasses over his nose while Y/n grabbed her phone to make it look like they were doing anything than what they had been.

"Happy Father's Day, Daddy!"

Harry always braced himself for the onslaught of limbs to his body when his kids decided to greet him and Y/n by jumping on the bed. Jumping on him was probably a better way to put it.

The twins were always the first to instigate the dog-piling, then Collette, then Simone, though this time it was just three of his children who landed on him instead of the bed. Simone was swaying from side to side as she carried a small tray in her arms.

"Thank you, thank you for all the love, my little monkeys," Harry said, kissing cheeks and tops of heads until everyone settled around him. Julian snuggled closest to him while Collette and Maeve slid off the bed to help Simone.

"We made you breakfast!" Maeve said, bouncing on her feet as her sisters brought the tray to Harry.

Harry marveled at the tray as Simone and Collette brought it to him. The "breakfast" they made was toast with butter and jam on top made to look like a smiley face, and a glass of orange juice, though some of it had sloshed out on the trip up the stairs.

"I love it. Thank you so much. I can't wait to eat it," he said, kissing Simone on the head. To Y/n, he asked, "Did you know about this?"

She gave him a look as she got out of bed, no doubt to check on the babies. "This was all them."

"Daddy, why is your shirt inside out?"

Harry looked down to where Julian was playing with the hem of his t-shirt and realized that it was in fact inside out. He shook his head to himself, trying to come up with a good excuse. "Um...I don't know, JuJu. Must've gotten ready for bed in the dark last night."

Thankfully, Julian thought Harry's reasoning was sound and didn't question him about it further.

The rest of the morning was spent in bed, all eight members of the Styles family huddled up and enjoying Father's Day together with a movie and some breakfast that Y/n brought up for the rest of the kids. Natalia was asleep on Harry's shoulder by the middle of the cartoon, and the twins were getting antsy.

When the credits finally rolled through, no one gave much grief when Harry told everyone to get dressed. "We're going to lunch with Grandpa today, so let's be on our best behavior, alright?" he said to the twins as he helped them get dressed.

Later that night, Y/n was watching Harry perform from the side of the stage. She'd gone through a rollercoaster of emotions since the opening song, from wanting to tug him into the nearest room with a lock at seeing what he was wearing, from pride when he got choked up as he addressed the crowd. Y/n had seen her husband perform a number of times, had been by his side for so much of his career, but every show felt as exhilarating as the first, each one a special memory she would keep forever.

"Let me take the little ones tonight."

Startled at the sudden voice behind her, Y/n turned around. Harry's father was there, a kind smile on his face as he looked at her and Natalia, who was sleeping soundly against her chest.

"You sure?"

He smiled and reached his hands out for Y/n's littlest daughter. "Course. I'd love to spend more time with my grandbabies."

Almost subconsciously, she held Natalia closer to her chest. There weren't many moments where Y/n was away from her kids, especially GiGi and Natalia. Because of Covid, she pretty much spent every waking moment with them, so letting them out of her sight always made her pause. But only for a moment. She knew she could trust Harry's dad, and that it would only be a night. Maybe she and Harry could make use of a night off. A night alone.

"I think they'd love that, actually," Y/n said before carefully handing over the sleeping bundle. "Let me help you get them all together. And if they give you any trouble, which they shouldn't because they know better—"

"Y/n," he said gently, resting a hand on her shoulder. "You did a great job raising these kids. I know it's Father's Day, but you, dear, are a great mother. Anyone can see that."

Her shoulders sagged a little at the compliment. There were times when Y/n wondered about a different life, a different path. Some people questioned her decision to keep having kids instead of pursuing a career, or made comments that she didn't really do anything except be a mother to her kids. Harry was never one of those people. They always said that they were a team, but he also constantly filled her with compliments and praise for how much she did for their family. For Y/n, that was usually enough—along with knowing that when she needed a break or wanted to be more than a stay at home mom, he would support her one hundred percent—but it was also nice to receive praise from someone else, even if it was technically Father's Day.

The rest of the show, Y/n packed up the kids' things, going over nighttime routines and favorite bedtime stories with Harry's dad. Most of the Styles children were asleep, except for Simone, who was fighting to keep her eyes open until Harry finished his show. All Y/n had to do was help get everyone in the car when Des was ready, and they would be off.

Harry was glowing when he entered his dressing room, his smile broad and widening even further when he saw Y/n waiting for him.

"Another successful show under your belt," she said, resting her hands on his shoulders.

It was crazy to see such a change in his physique over the years. When they met, Harry wasn't scrawny, per se, but he was skinny in the way a lot of teenage boys tended to be. He'd gotten into boxing about a year later and had kept up a pretty consistent workout regimen since then, even during lockdown. But Harry had never put on this kind of muscle before.

*.*

"Gotta stay healthy, don't I?" He'd said when Y/n asked him about it once.

"You've always been healthy, H. This is a little extreme even for you."

Y/n didn't mind the muscle-building, so long as it was for the right reasons. If Harry simply decided he wanted to bulk up for the hell of it, then fine, but she couldn't help but feel like there was more to it.

"I'm at that age where, like, dads tend to let go of themselves," he finally admitted to her.

"That's why you're doing this? Because you don't want a little belly fat? What does that say about me, H?"

Harry never made Y/n feel insecure about her body. She'd gone through pregnancy five times and had delivered six babies. He loved her because of each stretch mark and weight fluctuation and everything else that came with the changes pregnancy had on her. Why didn't he see himself the same way?

"It's not that, Y/n, of course it's not. I just—I want to be able to do all of the things I did for Simone and Collette for Natalia and Gi, you know? I want to be able to toss them in the pool and wrestle and hold them up on my shoulders. I want to do all of it for them. But I can't if I start slowing down now. I'll be a potato. A bum dad."

Y/n had to hide her giggle behind her hand. His feelings were valid, but, "You are not going to be a potato, H."

"I'm gonna be the lamer, older dad when they grow up," he huffed.

"You are not! Stop this line of thinking right now, I won't have it," she said. "You're perfect now, and in a few years, a little belly or not, you're going to be the coolest dad ever. You're Harry fucking Styles, alright?"

"Promise you'll think I'm Harry fucking Styles ten years from now?"

Y/n kissed his cheek and pinched his hip. "Til the day I die, baby."

*.*

"Where are the kids?" he asked, surveying the room and realizing Y/n was the only one there.

"They all tried really hard to wait, but they all fell asleep. It's been a long week," she told him.

"Should probably get them home then," he said, moving to grab his change of clothes from his bag.

"Don't!" Y/n said, probably too quickly. She'd been eyeing him all night in his concert outfit, her mind going places it probably shouldn't have while he was performing. But he just looked so good. She wasn't ready for him to take his stage clothes off quite just yet.

"Don't what?"

"I...did a thing."

"Oh?"

Harry turned around, amused at Y/n's tone and the way her hands were hidden behind her back. She knew what she meant when she said don't. He'd felt her gaze burning into him practically all night, which just lit him up on stage even more.

"What did you do?" he asked, stepping closer to her.

"Well, it was your dad, actually. He wanted to spend the evening with his grandchildren, and I made the executive decision to say yes. But since it's Father's Day, you can totally say no, but I just—You know, a house to ourselves doesn't happen very often, so—"

"Mama."

"Yes, love?"

"Are they all asleep?"

"Yes."

"So they just need to be put in the car?"

"Yes."

"Then what the hell are we still doing here?"

Y/n squeaked as Harry picked her up off the floor and hauled her over his shoulder. He took her down the hall to where the kids' room was. Setting her down, they got to work getting everyone in Des' car, kissing foreheads and cheeks as they went. They watched as he peeled out of the parking lot, Y/n squeezing Harry's hand to resist the urge to wave for them to come back.

When the car was finally out of sight, Harry's arms slipped around her waist. He nipped at her jaw a little before saying, "What do you say, Mama, should we finish what we started this morning?"

And even though she was a little saddened at the prospect of being away from her babies, she couldn't stop her heart from flipping with excitement at the idea of doing just that.

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arthur-r · 2 years

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call me gregor samsa cause i keep having the type of unsettling dreams to wake me up changed in my bed to a monstrous vermin

#this is vaguely a vent i am so sorry #i know i said a couple weeks ago that when i metemorphosis reference i’m like. fine. but these dreams were genuinely so unsettling #i’m always at my school building i don’t know where to go except my one teachers classroom #and every time im on the way there without fail something terrifying happens #the one i just woke up from there was a kid knocking on the windows and pointing at there was claws emerging out of the ground #like something really scary had got buried and i said out loud in my dream hey listen i’m not gonna open the door cause either this is a bad #prank or this is the start of a terrifying dream. so no thank you. but a different kid opened the door #and the monster turned out to be a wolf but it was focused on me specifically. like i managed to get away but instead of chasing the hordes #of all the other students of my school running away it chased me specifically. like dream monsters always do #i hate having enough self awareness that i knew that monster was going to be the start of a bad dream. but not enough to change anything #anyway my sixth grade teacher was also there. in the hallway when i was on the way to my other teachers classroom #hey here’s a thing that happened: my mom asked if i can stay after every monday in his room. hey here’s another thing that happened:#my parents have been fighting so much that there’s no way i’m not staying after at least that much #and i think that if all i do there is stay after then i’m great and i’m golden. problems arise when i fall asleep in his class #can’t do that if i’m not in his friggin class. and he genuinely is the kindest adult to me ever and so my feelings are forever complicated #but at the end of the day i’m having dreams where monsters chase me toward his classroom. so. let’s see if i get any other adult role models #and then i can make a priority list. anyway i have work today. killing biting. different vent post to make #anyway it should go good actually. there’s just a lot of stuff hanging over my head #but hey i am very long overdue to watch the next episode of married at first sight. so. let me remove myself from this vent and be regular #and i am sorry for venting. this was just a very hard way to wake up #me. my post. mine.#delete later #vent cw #ask to tag for anything else

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kararomanoff · 11 months

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Actually scratch the Wanda part and make it g!p daddy nat or fuck it both of them, Wanda being readers step mom and Natasha being Wanda's friend(this is for the previous request).

a big girl gift

this was written by a minor, if you don’t like that that’s okay you don’t need to read.

warning; smut, daddy nat, mommy wanda, step-mom wanda, bj, p in v sex, pet names, innocence kink, masturbating, age difference (legal), g!p wanda, g!p nat

your step-mom, wanda, and her friend Natasha had wanted to give you a special gift for a long time and they decied your birthday is the perfect day to give it to you.....

''happy birthday kotenok'' Wanda spoke softly as she woke you with a kiss to your forehead, today was finally the day she would give you her very special gift.

''mhm no mommy need more sleep'' you whine, you had started calling wanda mommy about one month ago when she told you that now her and your dad had been married for a few months she felt closer to you and that you calling her mommy was the next step and it would make her very happy if you did, as the innocent little thing you are you didn't pick up on the filthiness you where just so happy to have her.

''but its your birthday'' Wanda said excitedly, sure she was maybe excited for the wrong reasons but at least she was here unlike your father, Wanda and your father weren't close, Wanda married him for the money and everyday she felt bad for doing so but he is a horrible man and you where the sweetest girl that she need to keep away from bad so that always made her feel better because she helped you.

you popped your head out from under the covers and looked at Wanda with excitement ''its my birthdayyy yayayayyayay'' you shouted and jumped out of bed paying no attention to the fact you where only wearing panties and a vest top.

Wanda came over to you hugging you tight ''did you not hear me the first time?'' she asks happily with a smile on her face as you shake your head, Wanda pulls back holding you at arms length ''andddddd Natasha's down stairs'' she watches as you some how grow more excited.

“natty bear!!!” You exclaimed as you ran out your room and down the stairs till you jumped in her lap

''hiii detka'' Natasha rubs your hips trying to stop herself from fucking into you with no end as you straddle her lap, it wasn't time yet but god seeing you in only your panties and vest top effected her as she felt herself grow hard at the sight.

Natasha was Wanda best friend and you had now known her for the same-ish amount of time you have known Wanda. Natasha come over a lot because of your liking in her but also because her and Wanda both understood each others wants for a girl as innocent as she was the day she was born.

you layed your head on Nat’s shoulders and rubbed you nose on her neck completely unaware of Natasha's dick aching underneath you.

Natasha watches as Wanda walks in with your new birthday dress that they picked especially for you, the dress they'd take all innocence for you in.

''baby look at the gift me and your mommy got you'' Natasha says, you shuffle in her lap so you can see Wanda as she holds up a short pink satin dress

''mommy!! i love it!!!!! can i put it on now?'' they knew you'd be excited but you where more excited than they thought you'd be

''of course baby'' Wanda smiles, you get up from Natasha's lap and lift your vest top over your head and then drag your panties down your legs, you take the dress out of Wanda's hands then pull it over you head till it sits perfectly.

you turn around to face Nat again '' do you like it Natty bear?'' you ask with pure curiosity ''of course i do sweetheart'' she gets up to kiss the top of your head and then walks to the bathroom to jerk off.

you sat in the kitchen rambling as Wanda cuts you strawberries completely unaware to moaning coming from the bathroom as Natasha pumps her hand up and down her shaft imagining how its going to feel to fuck you as you beg her to stop, tears stream down your face as she spanks your ass telling you ''your gonna take all of daddy for as long as daddy wants whining isnt going to help you baby'' Natasha cums in a cup at the thought.

she walks back into the kitchen as if nothing happend and passes the cup to Wanda as you continue to ramble about your ideas for today ''drizzle this on her strawberries'' she whispers in Wanda's ear with a smirk.

Wanda brings your bowl of strawberries over to you at the table, you stare at them ''mommy whats that on the top?''

''well its your birthday so you got special icing on the top'' she lies excited to see you eat your cum covered strawberries

''mhmmmmmmm....yummyy.... mommy can i have this with my strawberries again please its sooooo good'' you moan as you take a bite, Nat and Wanda smirk, Wanda looks over at Natasha as your distracted and mouths to her 'genius'

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you all spend the day doing poetry painting and then go to the zoo but after that you ask to go home and have a movie marathon, they liked that idea very much because there are definitely tons of movies that make it easier for them to bring there plan of tonight in to conversation.

Natasha picked a movie as you and Wanda got snacks ''pleaseeeeee mommy i just- one more, i promise i'll be good'' Nat hears from the kitchen ''fine you can have one more piece of cany, but only because its your birthday'' Wanda replies sternly ''THANK YOUU!!!''

''Natty bear i got us extra candy'' you giggle as you run into the living room where Natasha sits as Wanda walks in just behind you ''us?'' she questions ''yes for me and natty bear'' you say defend ''not going to share with your mommy?'' she fakes a pout and you shrug.

you sit down in between them both as Natasha starts the movie, they both knew this was going to be new, you had never really watched anything but children's tv and movies.

you seem to be enjoying the movie till the sex scene comes on and you scrunch up your face as Natasha and Wanda look at you curiously ''what wrong sweetie?'' Wanda asks as she pulls you into her lap ''why is he hurting her? i thought they where in love'' you say with sadness in your voice and Nat chuckles as she moves closer to you both ''he's not hurting her baby bear'' she strokes your face ''he not?'' it was adorable how innocent you are, fuck they where so excited to ruin it.

''no he's not honey, he's helping her'' your step-mother tells you ''ohh....'' you say trying to understand ''do you want us to teach you how he's helping her?'' Natasha asks and you nod ''you learn from doing things don't you sweetheart?'' Wanda wasn't asking but you didn't know that you where to far into their trap ''yeah....'' you reply, you didn't Wanda had just made you think you did for this exact moment ''okay... well me and mommy are going to teach you..... so sit on your knees in front of daddy'' you got up from your place on Wanda's lap and you do as Nat said as she pulls her trousers down then her boxer's till her hard cock springs up, you stare at it never have seeing such a thing in your life.

''now baby suck on daddy's cock like its an ice pop'' you nervously moved forward and put your mouth on the tip swirling your tongue over it ''thats it baby'' she moans and accidently thrust in to your mouth making you moan ''ohhh you like that'' Nat smirks and starts to thrust into your mouth, moving her hands back to pull your hair and hold your head still as you gag, she had wanted to do this for far to long and now finally her big dick was down your cute little throat ''you like daddy's special treat hm?'' you nod of course you like it you did anything that wanted and would enjoy it.

suddenly you hear moans coming from step-mother too ''aww look baby you've got mommy touching herself'' you look over to see Wanda jerking off and moan '' is daddy's not enough for you'' Natasha says harshly starting to thrust even harder into your mouth ''maybe mommy should fuck you from behind as daddy uses your pretty little mouth'' you nod even thought you weren't sure what that meant would happen it didn't matter cause you wanted it, you wanted to please them.

''you want mommy to play with your pretty little pussy?'' Wanda says softly, the where completely different, they where hot and cold, Wanda was so soft and warm and Natasha was so cold and uncaring as she used your mouth.

you watch Wanda strip and walk behind you as you look back at Nat and feel Wanda's tip in your wet folds, you both moan Natasha watching everything from above, Wanda lines her shaft to your tight hole ''wait Wands imma cum'' Natasha moans ''gonna make you swallow every drop of daddy's special icing'' she thrust deep and cums down your throat ''such a good girl swallow everything daddy gives you'' Natasha pulls out of your mouth and as soon as she does Wanda starts to slow push in to you, you where a whining mess as she did ''i know it hurts dove but i promise it will feel amazing soon'' Natasha didn't understand how Wanda could contain herself so well, she knew how much Wanda wanted to fuck into you and mess with your little fragile body but here she was being slow and careful.

Wanda had her entire length in side of you now ''mommy so full'' you whine but not in pain this time you needed more ''i know sweetie but i'll make everything better i promise, tell mommy when she can move'' she still spoke softly even though her eyes where filled with lust and all she wanted to do was hear you scream, she remained soft.

''you can move mommy'' that was it that was when the switch flicked, Wanda started to rut into your tight little hole moaning as you gripped her in.

Natasha watched dreaming of when that will be her big fat long cock in your pretty little pussy, she need to feel you again so she started to lift your dress up, pulling it over your head and discarding it onto the floor so she can see you better.

''such a tight little girl'' Wanda moans ''gonna fuck you so hard you cant walk'' Natasha cant take it anymore and starts to jerk of with your face only inches away ''look what you do to your mommy and daddy baby, your are baby now, are little holes to use and fuck no one else's''

''mommy.....daddy-i -i'' you moan no longer having any coherent thoughts, every thought in your head being them fucking you dumb.

''you like when mommy fucks you dumb honey, gonna make this little pussy all ours''

''mommy mommy daddy i- i- feel-'' you dont mange to finish your sentence as the coil in your tummy tightens ''need cum all over mommys cock baby?'' Wanda's voice was still soft, completely different to her pounding into you ''i- yes'' ''cum then, be a good girl and cum with mommy'' as soon as Wanda finishes speaking you tip over the edge, falling on your hands as it hits you and Wanda paints your walls white ''fuck....such a good girl'' she pulls out and when you both look you you see Nat cumming all over her hand.

''you where such a good baby for us sweetie'' Wanda says as you cuddle in to her.

''thank you mommy, thank you daddy''

the both look at you shocked, they wanted to hear that but they didn't except to hear you say it with out them telling you too.

''you need to thank us this time baby, it was a birthday gift but next time..... next time you might not be able to speak afterword's'' Natasha winks

#natasha romanoff #black widow #fanfic #black widow x reader #natasha x y/n #wanda maximilf #wanda smut #wanda maximommy #wanda x reader #natasha x reader #natasha x you #wandanat #wandanat x y/n #wandanat x reader #wandanat x you #daddy natasha #mommy wanda

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sunny44 · 1 year

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Can I buy you a drink?

Paring: Carlos Sainz x Ex- best friend!reader

Warnings: arguments, heart broken y/n.

Summary: She’s going out in Mallorca with her family and she sees her ex- best friend.

Part 2

Mallorca is for sure a very special place for me.

My family comes here every summer and there is nothing better than this time of year for me.

It had been a few days since we were here and today we decided to go out to a bar nearby.

My parents, my brothers and cousins are going earlier and my uncles are coming a little later.

I was excited about the evening and went straight to the bar to get a drink to start the night.

“Erm excuse me.” I’ve tried to get the bartender.

"Can I buy you a drink?"

That voice.

Even though I knew that his family was coming here at the same time as my family I never imagined that he would show up on the same night as me and that he would recognize me.

"Carlos."

"Y/n. How are you?"

"Fine and you?"

"Fine too. So, may I?"

"No." I answer turning back to the bar and feel his hands on my waist. "Isabel won't like that."

"Don't worry about her."

"Why? Did she get tired of your arrogance and run away? Lasted longer than I thought."

"Are you jealous?"

"I stopped having any feelings towards you a long time ago." I tried to leave but he held me back. "Will you let go of me?"

"Can we talk? Please."

"I don't want to talk to you."

"Please."

"No, stop. I don't want to be around you, I don't like the person I am around you." I say quickly holding back the tears. "I can't forget okay? I can't forget how you treated me and I can't forget what you said to me."

"I want to apologize.”

"Kind of late, isn't it?" He says nothing. "I loved you and you used me, lied to me about not having anything with her, and then I found out from your mother that you were dating her. And I stood there like an idiot in front of your mother listening to her say how happy she was that you found someone to make you happy, happy like she had never seen you before. And I was left aside not only by my best friend but also by the love of my life. So no Carlos, I don't want to hear your excuses."

Having said that I got out of there and left, I had missed the whole mood.

...

When I got home I told my parents that my migraine had attacked and that I had left and after convincing them that I was fine, I changed my clothes and decided to go to sleep.

The next morning was Sunday lunch day and when I woke up I could already hear the movement in the back of the house where the pool was and the outdoor kitchen where they were organizing things.

I put on a bikini and a pair of shorts and went downstairs to the outside kitchen.

"Buenos días mi hija." (Good morning daughter) My mother says and hugs me."Te sientes mejor?" (Do you feel better)

"Buenos días mamá y sí, estoy mejor" (good morning mom and yes I’m better) she smiles and kisses my forehead and the doorbell rings.

"Can you answer it for me?"

"Sure." I walked over there strangely since everyone was here and if they weren't they could just walk in. When I opened the door I found the Sainz family standing right there.

"Y/n dear, you look beautiful." Their mother speaks and hugs me.

"Hello and thank you. Come on in." I say making room for everyone to come in. "I didn't know you were coming today."

"We ran into your parents yesterday at the bar and they invited us, they also said you had a bad time and left. Are you better now?"

"Yes I am Mrs. Sainz, don't worry."

"You know you can call me Reys dear."

"Sure, I’m sorry." I smiled. I let my mom know that they had arrived and they went over after hugging me and leaving just me and Carlos in the foyer.

"I'm sorry I ruined your night last night, I wasn't going to come today but I didn't have any convincing argument to tell my mom and I didn't want to tell her about us either."

"It's okay and thank you for not telling."

"It's the least I could do." I agreed and left him alone going to the kitchen to make dessert.

Lunch was great and even with him there, I missed having all of us together like the old days, it was as if y/n and 6 year old Carlos were there with our families together, the difference is that we are no longer kids, unfortunately life is no longer just about sharing the green chalk and making sure we don't get the mat dirty with chocolate cake.

...

The hours passed and as it got late and everyone was drunk, his family ended up sleeping here at home and the fact that he is here keeps me awake thinking about everything so I decided to go down and sit on the porch of the house in the rocking chair that was my grandfather's, the one I used to sit on his lap when I was little girl and we would watch the stars.

I was wearing short satin pajamas and the night was cold so I curled up on the chair and stretched my legs trying to warm myself up

"I remember as if it were today the jealousy you felt when you saw me sitting on your grandfather's lap watching the stars." I heard his voice but didn't answer anything and soon felt a blanket on my shoulders. "You can't sleep either?"

"Yes."

"Are you okay?"

"Do you mind?"

"Well I'm asking so yes I do mind."

"I'm fine, just thinking about everything."

"More briefly about me."

"You know the world doesn't revolve around you do you?" He laughs.

"I know but I also know that I am the reason your brain won't let you sleep."

"You're not wrong."

"I know I'm the last person you want to talk about but you can vent if you want to." I heard him sit down on the stool behind the chair I was and I sighed getting up and sitting down next to him.

"It's just that since I saw you yesterday I can't stop thinking about us." I say without looking at him but I can feel his gaze on me. "I can't stop thinking about how we would be today if we had worked out in the past."

"And how do you think we would be?" I sigh.

"I don't know, maybe we'd still be dating, maybe engaged or even married. With kids or not. I really don't know how we would be, maybe we wouldn't even be together but I couldn't help but wonder."

"You want to know what I think?" I looked at him and agreed, "I think we would be married by now because you know how hurried I am and I honestly couldn't wait to marry you. As for children I had never really thought about it since we were very young at the time but I believe we would have already planned whether we would have them or not. In fact I think we would be happy."

"Did you always think that? That we would live a good life like that?"

"I don't know, I think so."

"Then why? Why did you let us end up like that?" I felt tears in my eyes and sat up facing him. "Why did you do that to me?"

"Because that's what I was told to do." He says leaving me confused.

"What do you mean told to?"

"My agent at the time said that for me to become known faster I needed to be in a relationship with someone who already had a bit of visibility and Isabel was that person at the time, I liked her and for a while I believed I was in love with her but that was until your mother told me you were engaged to some idiot and from the jealousy I felt at the time that's when I realized I wasn't really in love with her."

“You’re talking about Alec?”

“I’ve never knew his name or who he was but I didn’t like him just by the fact he was in the position I wanted to be.”

“Well it didn’t work out after all.”

“What happened?”

“We were two different and we wanted different things in life.” We remain in silence.

"Wow I hated you’re agent." He laughs.

"I know the feeling, he was a jerk."

We stood in silence and I unwrapped myself from the blanket and came closer to him placing it over both of us since he was only wearing shorts.

"I'm really sorry y/n, I know this doesn't change the way I made you feel but I really loved you and I should have followed my heart, I still love you if that's still worth anything."

I turned to him who smiled lightly and took a lock of my hair from my face placing it behind my ear.

"It still does." I held his face and kissed him.

It was as if we had gone back to that time, the time when we hid from everyone as if we were living a forbidden romance, the time when our love for each other was so pure and there was no one standing in our way.

And I think that after many years our paths have found each other again.

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inklessletter · 1 year

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No, but hear me out; Steve is genuinely good with kids and toddlers. Like, absurdly good. He engages with them because he finds them not only adorable, but really fun to be around. Steve kind of gets how they think, loves to play with them, their funny logic, how seriously they take what’s happening in their busy little minds. He finds them fascinating, and they often surprise him in the best ways. Steve respects them, and kids perceive that and love and respect him back. Also, to Steve, spending time with kids is socially freeing. When he’s around kids he’s not worrying about social cues, or saying something wrong, or can stop paying attention to his manners or his looks.

Steve loves kids, and kids love him back.

And Holly Wheeler is the living proof of that.

Read it on Ao3

There is a bonus scene of this, just saying

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You drew stars (around my scars)

Mike was the only one in the family who actively resisted to like Steve. Since he set foot in the Wheelers household, everyone in the family seemed to be head over heels for him. He had heard his father admitting more than once that Steve was a fine good young man; his mom was delighted with him since the very first dinner because he helped with the cleaning up after every time (he even brought flowers every now and then, ugh); and of course, he had to endure Nancy’s annoying pining and giggling for months. Then they started dating and he was at home almost every day and it was insufferable having him around every goddamn day.

But the worst one was Holly.

Before Steve, Holly used to chase Mike around, wanting to be with him all the time. Of course, Mike shoved her out almost every time, especially when his friends were over. Lucas understood him; he knew what having an annoying little sister was like. Sometimes she was around, when they were drawing their D&D characters, Will would save a seat for her and let her borrow his big box of colors, or Dustin gave her treats under the table.

Mike Wheeler didn’t want to deal with Holly after him all the time, but when Steve showed up, Holly got totally smitten with him. He wouldn’t pressure her to give him a kiss, but instead, he high fived her. Steve called Holly “Super Star”.

“Hey, what’s up, Super Star? How was school today? Did Timmy borrow your doll? Again?”

“Hey Super Star, wanna sit next to me for dinner? I bet I can beat you, I’ll eat my baby carrots faster than you!”

“I heard Super Star was feeling funny in the tummy today. Are you okay? Will you feel better if we make a tea party with your stuffed buddies? Yeah?”

Then, suddenly Super Star didn’t want to do anything with Mike anymore. Now it was all Steve.

(Sure, Mike didn’t like having her around, but he didn’t want Steve to steal her from him either. That’s two out of two, not that long ago, Nancy actually DMed campaigns for him and his friends, and then she decided she liked him and now it was suddenly a dumb game.)

When Nancy dumped his stupid ass in November of 1985 Mike almost made a happy dance. The nightmare was over.

But the fucker appeared at the door the day before Christmas with a gift for Holly. He didn’t stay for dinner, but he handed it to Karen.

It was a stupid light board.

Dustin was suddenly attached to him now. Now they were friends. Lucas was also fond of him. Steve was cool now for his friends too, apparently. And don’t get him wrong, what he did to defend them was amazing. He hated to admit that it was a little bit cool (but Steve’s panicked face when he woke up in the back of Billy’s car driven by Max was awesome).

Yeah, after all that shit they talked a little bit. Mike made himself crystal clear that he still didn’t like him, and Steve just sighed and told him that he knew. Mike was about to go victorious after that, but Stupid Steve had to add “anyhow, if you need anything, you can always reach me.”

He still kept showing up for Holly’s birthdays. He still brought her Christmas presents secretly. Mike knew that Steve showed up considerably early when he was going to pick him up and his friends to give them a ride to the arcade, or to the mall, or wherever just to spend half an hour playing with Holly.

Holly laughed the loudest whenever they were playing in the living room together. And it’s not that Mike wasn’t glad that his sister was happy, it was just— He couldn’t be so flawless. Nancy called him bullshit, she must have seen something in him. No one was that perfect.

He was still around for the upcoming apocalypses. He was starting to make peace with the fact that Steve wasn’t going anywhere, when he stole yet another friend from Mike.

Now he and Eddie had bonded.

They were often together and that riled Mike up like no other. Hawkins was full of people, did Steve have to put a goddamn spell on anyone around him?

Even when Mike hosted in his basement the Hellfire campaigns after Eddie graduated, Eddie showed up at his front door with Steve.

“You are not a Hellfire member, Steve,” Mike deadpanned.

As an answer, Steve lifted a box. A brand new toy doctor kit. He smiled.

“I didn’t come to see you anyway. Isn’t Holly’s birthday this weekend? I have an early gift for her.”

“You’re so lame.”

“Get new material, Wheeler,” Steve rolled his eyes.

Eddie observed the interaction, both of them coming in. Mike closed the door.

“Well, I mean, I’m not surprised you want to spend so much time with Holly, I guess you need someone of your intellect so you can stop feeling stupid all the time around adults.”

Steve stopped for a second. He looked at him as if he wanted to actually reply. He let out a sigh, and went upstairs. God, Mike resisted the urge to fully smile. He glanced at Eddie, who was giving him a dead serious, borderline angry look.

Mike rolled his eyes.

“Wheeler, while I do appreciate that you’re hosting the new campaign, I’m gonna say something, and I’m gonna say this just once, so listen carefully. Treat him like this once more, and you’re out of Hellfire.”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“That’s bullshit!”

“No, you being an asshole with him is. I already lectured Dustin for this, and now I’m lecturing you. I will not tolerate any Hellfire member to behave like this towards friends. That, that is bullshit.”

“He’s not my friend.”

“Like hell he’s not. He cares for you, he does shit for you and you not only do not thank him, you pay him by treating him like shit. He’s saved your ass several times. He pays your fucking late dues, man. Like, shit, give back the tapes on time, Christ.”

Mike was fully uncomfortable now. He crossed his arms and bit his tongue to not snap at Eddie any more.

“Look,” Eddie said, calming his tone. “I don’t know if anything happened between you two, and I don’t want to know, but he’s going through a lot lately. A lot, Mike. You don’t—Shit, you don’t have to like him. Just—just don’t treat him like this, okay? I’m serious about cutting you off Hellfire if you keep this shit.”

Eddie headed down the basement, and Mike was left uneasy.

That afternoon was by far his worst performance in D&D. He had been replaying the conversation with Eddie in his head on and off all the time, but Eddie didn’t give him shit for it, because he knew.

Eddie, an understanding DM as he was, called on a break, and Mike bolted upstairs.

He headed to Holly’s bedroom, the door wasn’t closed all the way. He stopped before coming in to put his thoughts in order and apologize properly. He heard the voices behind the door.

“Doctor Super Star, there are no more patients for you to save! You did great! You cured them all!” Steve said in a funny voice.

“But your tummy hurts!”

“My tummy hurts? Oh, no, ugh! It hurts so bad!”

Mike peeped, still hidden, observing the scene. He saw Steve doing a pretty poor performance of a faint, and he fell, belly up over the rug, amongst the plush toys scattered around. Holly, dressed as a doctor, rounded him and kneeled at his side.

“I’m going to give you an injection to save you!”

“Oh, please, Doctor Super Star, please, it hurts so bad! N-no, Holly, holly don’t lift my—”

Holly did, and Mike froze.

Both Wheelers looked at the sudden exposed skin of Steve, all covered in nasty, pink scars. Eddie’s words resonated in the back of his mind loud and clear, and he suddenly understood what Steve was going through lately. Those scars were—God, they were gruesome. That must have hurt like shit. He heard what happened, but now he was seeing it.

That could have been his sister.

Or Robin.

That could have been anyone there, but it was Steve.

Mike gulped, feeling a heavy weight in the pit of his stomach.

“It’s okay, Holly,” Steve spoke softly, but Mike could feel the nervous, vulnerable tone after his words.

Holly passed a finger ever so slightly, over one of the scars. She looked both curious and serious. Steve’s abdomen flinched a bit.

“Does it hurt?” Holly asked, softly.

Steve closed his eyes and put on a flaky smile, facing the ceiling.

“Yeah,” Steve whispered. “Yeah they—they hurt sometimes.”

Steve let her wander her small hand, examining his torso.

“They’re pretty.”

A silence. A broken voice. “They’re not.”

“Yes, they are. They look like stars.”

Then, Holly, slowly, put against his stomach a bright pink toy syringe and faked an injection.

“Now you’re cured. Now it doesn’t hurt.”

Mike couldn’t see Steve’s whole face, but he saw enough before he turned away from Holly to see. His expression crumpled, and he saw Steve’s bob apple up and down a couple times. If he wasn’t crying, he was about to.

“You cured me, Doctor Super Star. Good job!”

“Wait! I’m not finished!”

Holly jolted to his drawer, where he kept all her drawing stuff. She came back with a few colored sharpies, and got back to the same position she was before. Steve observed her.

Then Holly put the sharpie nib softly against Steve’s belly, and he observed.

She drew stars over Steve’s scars.

“See? They are pretty. They’re stars.”

Steve smiled at her. She beamed.

“They are stars. They are pretty.”

After a few seconds, Steve cleared his throat and suggested Holly tidy up all around and draw for a little bit in the living room. Only then Mike reacted, and left the hallway, going back down to the basement.

By the look he gave Mike when he came back, Eddie must have noticed something weird in Mike, but didn’t say anything.

When it was time for all of them to leave (seriously, Mike had been a total disaster), Eddie hushed them all to the van. Steve was saying his goodbyes, and then Mike spoke before he left.

“Hey, Steve.”

He turned around. “Yeah?”

There was a silence, in which Mike tried to find the words. Steve waited.

“I never—I will give the tapes back on time from now on. I’m sorry for that.”

Steve was puzzled.

“Okay?”

Mike was shit apologizing. Mike was shit communicating, at best. He was shit at being vulnerable. Mike was shit at feelings.

“Yeah, and—thank you for—you know. The, um—yeah.”

Mike pursed his lips, crossed his arms. He pinned his eyes to the floor. He could feel his ears and his cheeks grow hotter and pinker.

“Yeah. No problem.”

He could feel Steve’s soft smile in his voice.

“You can go now.”

“Yeah, okay. Bye, Mike,” he said. “Good night Doctor Super Star!”

Holly waved him from Karen’s arms. She even threw him a kiss. He captured it in the air and put it in his pocket.

Mike rolled his eyes.

Ugh.

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taexbankai · 3 months

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I only want you

this is chapter 3! The other chapters are posted on my page

This chapter is a little short but the next one will be much longer!

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When i woke up the next day i felt like actual shit. I looked at my phone and read the time

“wow 1:36pm” i said to myself. I got up to use the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror

“so i feel like shit and look like shit… great” i said as i turned on the shower to wash off the rest of my birthday makeup that hadn’t came off from all my crying last night.

After my long hot shower i felt a little better. I looked back at my phone and seen i had a few messages

Shoko [1:42]: hey girl, how are you feeling?

Shoko [1:54]: text me whenever you feel like it okay?

i instantly responded to her thanking her for comforting me last night and letting her know that i was okay. I changed into some pjs, went and brushed my teeth and then combed out my hair. I walked over to my room door and opened it. I looked down at where i threw the necklace at satoru last night and saw it wasn’t there. ‘he must’ve really taken it’ i thought to myself. i walked downstairs and saw suguru on the couch eating popcorn and watching a movie by himself. He looked over to me and then back to the tv

“good afternoon sleeping beauty” he said

“haha very funny. is mom and dad back yet?” i asked him as i sat down next to him on the couch, grabbing a handful of his popcorn

“nah, they’re extending their trip for an extra 2 days. they asked how the party went and wanted to talk to you but i told them you were still sleep. So just call them later” he said. i nodded and grabbed some more of his popcorn. I began watching the movie with him, after a few minutes of silence he spoke again

“so…. do you want to talk about it?” he asked, still looking at the screen

“talk about what?” i asked, acting clueless. Suguru sighed and grabbed the remote, pausing the movie.

“why didn’t you tell me?” he said and turned to face me. I stayed silent though

“y/n, you know you can tell me anything. I could have told you he was seeing riko and that probably would have saved you some heartbreak” suguru said

“i didn’t want you to be mad at me” i said, tears starting to fall from my eyes again

“ i wouldn’t have gotten mad. You can’t control who you have feelings for. Now if you and satoru had started dating…that’s a different conversation for a different time” he said

“but i’ve been in love with him for so long, i didn’t even know how to tell anyone other than shoko” i said

“come here” suguru said as he put the popcorn down on the coffee table and gave me a hug.

“it’s okay, there’s plenty of other people out there baby sis okay? don’t get so stuck on just one” suguru said

“i told him i hated him, he probably hates me now” i said, crying even harder

“he doesn’t hate you y/n. he was really upset actually. he blamed himself, he felt like he led you on somehow” i broke the hug and looked up at suguru

“what?! he didn’t do anything, i fell in love with him myself. i was just upset” i said, feeling guilty for letting my emotions get the better of me last night

“you can tell him that yourself then, once you’re ready to talk to him again. He also gave me this and told me to give it to you” Suguru took the necklace satoru had given me out of his pocket and handed it to me.

“i’ll talk to him later today” i told suguru as i took the necklace from him.

it’s now 8pm and i’ve been pacing back and forth in my room trying to decide if i should call satoru or not.

“just do it” i said to myself. I sat down on my bed and hovered my finger over the call button. after 3 minutes of battling with myself i finally pressed the call button. the phone only rang two times before he answered the phone

“hello?” he said, his voice sounding really deep like he just woke up

“hey…did i wake you?” i asked feeling bad for waking him up

“no, everything okay though?” satoru said, clearly lying but i let it slide

“yeah… i just wanted to call and apologize to you about how i acted last night. I shouldn’t have gotten so upset at you just because you rejected me. I’m sorry” i said to him, biting my bottom lip nervous of what his response was going to be

“it’s okay don’t worry about it!” he said. there was a quick moment of silence before satoru spoke up again

“but.. if i did start dating riko, would you stop talking to me?”

i didn’t answer for a few seconds. My heart still felt heavy at the thought of him dating another girl but i can’t be mad at him because he’s happy with someone who’s not me

“no” was all i had to strength to say to him without crying again

“okay, i won’t ask anymore questions. If you would’ve said yes i don’t think i would’ve asked her out anymore” satoru said jokingly

“damn i should’ve said yes then” i said half joking but half serious as i laughed back with him.

“Seriously though y/n, you really do mean a lot to me. I would be sad if you had decided to not speak to me anymore. Suguru almost beat my ass last night after seeing how upset you were” satoru said softly over the phone

“i guess i shouldn’t have made such a big scene, sorry” i said as i got underneath my blanket

“its cool. As long as we’re good now , that’s all that matters” he responded

we spoke on the phone for almost two more hours before we finally hung up.

It almost felt like nothing ever happened and that we were back to normal

maybe i can really move on from him

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y’all bare with me PLEASE. i feel like there’s so much talking and not enough action so i’m going to get around to that…. TRUST. The next chapter will most likely be a time skip so we can get a move on the relationships and everything

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