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i-cant-sing · 3 years

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How would (Yanderes of your choice) react to a pregnant darling? Like the second she tells him she’s preggers, how would they react?

Yanderes x pregnant darling

Mmmhh, I'll be doing Todoroki Clan, Overhaul, Bakugo Clan, Ushijima Wakatoshi.

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Yandere Todoroki Clan:

Okay, so the clan finds out you're pregnant, perhaps due to a fling or something, just kids being dumb and all. The first thing they do is calm you down. Obviously, they are all very disappointed in you- but with the way you're sobbing, its clear that you're very sorry as well.

Whether you want to keep the baby or abort it, the family will 100% support you. Either way, Dabi is going to kill whoever knocked you up. Sorry, thats non-negotiable.

They are all constantly hovering over you. Rei is always making you nutritious food, Fuyumi is applying stretch mark creams and helping you to the bath, Shotou is always right by your side, either to help you walk or give your sore feet massages. Natsuo is making sure that you're eating all your vitamins, checking if you have bleeding gums or any nutritional deficiencies. Rei and Natsuo always accompany you to your doctor appointments, making copies of your tests and prescriptions.

Enji is keeping up with all your cravings, no matter how weird. You're craving ice chips? Alright. You want ice cream at 3 am? The fridge is stocked with your favs. Oh no, you want soft serve? Its okay, princess, I'll drive us there. I'm sure they'll open the store for the no. 1 hero.

Dabi is surprisingly very understanding. He's not reacting badly to any of your mood swings. If you're mad at him, he won't do anything to infuriate you anymore. If you're crying because you can't get off the floor on your own, Dabi will calmly pick you up and take you to your bed. He knows stress is not good for the baby, and you're also a baby in his eyes, so he'll be uncharacteristically sweet and patient.

I can also see Enji giving you his card so that you can shop for the baby, but the rest of the fam just push you into bed and huddle up close to you as they all look at the laptop with you, doing online shopping. You will have to sneak in a Endeavour onesie since your brothers keep on removing the item from the basket.

Yandere Kai Chisaki:

When he finds out you're pregnant with his baby, he's quiet. There are million things running through his mind. On one hand, having a baby will have you more bound to him, you'll fall into Stockholm syndrome faster. On the other hand, he's possessive. He doesn't want to share you with anyone. But you seem to want it, and should you ever return to your hysterical ways and run away from him, he could use the baby to against you.

Oh man, Kai is not only getting the best OB/GYN for you, he's doing extra check ups on you too. We already know he's gonna have a whole medical room for you, fully equipped with the latest technology. He doesn't trust you when you say you're fine. He's there with you throughout the whole process, and he has his men monitoring you when he's busy.

Oh and when it times when you can find the baby's gender, if you say you dont wanna know and want it to be a surprise, thats fine. But he's going to find the gender, he just won't tell you about it. He needs to be mentally prepared.

Kai will cater to all your needs. He will help you bathe, dress, watch you swallow your vitamins. Whatever cravings you have, he will provide for you, but to an extent where its not harmful. Like you can have sweets, but not too many.

He will talk to you even in a more patronising tone than before, bending down to your height so that he's eye level with you, and then he explains why you can or can't do certain things.

Knows your hormones are going crazy, so he won't react when you yell or cry, just waits for you to calm down so that he can take care of you again.

Likes to rub your belly, not because he cares about the baby, but because it eases your pain (also becausehe wants to near you). He will absolutely rub your sore muscles and will even let you take walks in the garden, with him accompanying you of course.

He's just really sweet to you. Well, sweeter than before.

Yandere Bakugou (+ clan):

Oh so you're pregnant with a Bakugou? The happiest day of his life! No, abortion is not an option unless its endangering your life. I can see him wrapping his arms around you and spinning you around, hes over the moon! He's going to wipe your tears away and wash away any fears you have about starting a family. Katsuki tells you he will support you 100% and to hell with your family if they disown you for it. He's going to take care of everything, just be with him.

First things first, he's gonna propose and marry you. Next thing, you're gonna have to leave your job or put your studies/career goals on hold; you're pregnant with his offspring- he's not allowing you to put yourself in danger like that.

He is up in an instant when something is wrong, always worrying over you whenever you hiss or whimper in pain. If you listened to him, Bakugou would always be taking you to the hospital for anything. Luckily, you didn't.

Considering that you're both still young, and Bakugou is focusing on becoming the no.1 hero, I imagine you move in with his parents, or at least somewhere close to them, so that they're always able to pop in and check in on you. Mitsuki is taking your measurements (that change as your bump grows) so that she's making maternity clothes, made specially for your needs and requirements. And not to mention the cutest clothes she makes for the newest addition for the family.

Masaru will be taking care of all your cravings, and is unsurprised when you want spicy food (but makes sure its not hot enough to give you an ulcer lol). Tells you all the stories about Mitsuki when she was pregnant. And then they both show you Katsuki's baby pictures and all the embarrassing stories.

And when Bakugou returns home, he ushers you to lay down on the couch so that he can talk to the baby. Scolding the fetus for giving its mother a hard time, before breaking out in a grin when the baby kicks back.

Bakugou definitely loves to take you on late night drives, adoring the way your eyes take in the city lights. He lets you play your favourite music and buys you your favourite foods, not once complaining about your mood swings or anything.

Yandere Ushijima Wakatoshi:

He's all smiles. Gentle, soft smiles.

So happy he's going to be dad, and even happier that you're his baby mama. He's going to hug you and kiss you so sweetly, before pulling you to his chest as he tells you how happy he is. He'll tell you that he'll take care if everything, he'll provide for you and the baby. You just be his good little housewife.

Wakatoshi will wake up before you so that he can appreciate the way you look when the sun rays illuminate your face. He'll be rubbing his hand over your bump anytime he can, always kissing it before showering you in affection.

I can see him waking up every time you have morning sickness, pulling your hair back and patting your back as you puke.

Very hesitantly buys you the belly pillow for pregnant women, but he knows that he cant be there for you all the time because of his matches. But don't you dare use the pillow when he's around. He gets jealous.

Loves, LOVES taking baths with you. He settles you in the bathtub very gently, before taking his place behind you, his strong muscular thighs trapping you. He carefully washes you, humming in content as you lean back against his chest and cup the soapy, scented water over your belly, the bump glistening.

Big, protective himbo will be doing as many house chores as he can, you just need to cook him some food and rest. I can just see him sneaking up on you and pulling you to him or into his lap, kissing your earlobe, while his big, warm hands rub your belly, whispering in your ear how beautiful you look and how he lucky he is to have you.

So happy he baby trapped you💖

God, I love them all so much. Now, this is just like off the top of my head, but I wouldn't mind going in details if someone were to ask for one of my babies *coughs* Bakugo and Todo Clan *coughs* also *coughs* love Ushijima *coughs*

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miekasa · 3 years

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random boyfriend levi hcs (modern au)

↯ pairing: levi ackerman x (fem) reader

↯ genres and warnings: modern au, fluff, i feel like he would honestly just be a quiet, gentle soul if given the opportunity to relax for once in his life lmao

↯ notes: i was planning to do some levi hcs, and then i got a request for them so yay! here you go, enjoy!

Has a carafe and fills it every morning (because he finishes it every day). He also absolutely does get his 6-8 glasses of water in on the daily thank you very much.

Oh he likes bubble baths. Not into lighting a thousand candles around him (altho he does like candles). Maybe one or two. Doesn’t stay for very long, but does like to get a good soak every once in a while, after he’s already showered of course.

Likes showering with you. A lot. Not necessarily for sexual antics, but he just likes it. Likes it a lot when you get all soapy and then hug him. 10/10. Although shower sex is always a welcome added bonus.

Fluffs your pillows for you in the morning behind your back. Not sure why it’s a secret for him, but it just is.

He’s like a fucking VIP member at SoulCycle or some shit and enjoys taking you with him to the classes just to see you sweat and suffer LMAO

Doesn’t mind doing things late at night with you, actually prefers it to some extent. Just don’t ask him to do anything dumb.

“Do you wanna walk to McDonald’s and get a McFlurry?” “No. I fucking hate McDonald’s and it’s 2am.” ....... “Do you want to drive around and maybe get some chinese food on our way back?” “... I’ll get the keys, let’s go.”

Surprisingly, likes to bake. It’s somewhat relaxing and therapeutic for him. He’s not the best at things like brownies and cakes and icing and decorating and all of that, but is really good at smaller, I suppose more refined desserts.

Think things like little fruit tarts, lemon squares, creme brûlée. Things that might not require a lot of ingredients, but are very particular in technique.

He doesn’t mind cooking though. But he likes cooking for other people best, not to mention he can be picky about his take-out. It can become a chore to him otherwise (and you can miss him with that meal-prepping bullshit), but he doesn’t mind cooking dinner if he knows it’s for you and him to share. And is willing to honor any particular meal request you might have.

Not exactly a wine connoisseur, but he doesn’t mind having a glass with you when you ask. He keeps bottles you and his friends get for him, but he doesn’t know shit about tasting and pairing and all that. If he needs to know or needs a recommendation, he’ll ask Erwin.

Into niche home design things like lighting fixtures, finding the perfect handles for his furniture and drawers, and things of that nature.

Very much a DIY kind of guy, and your fixer-upper. Need to assemble furniture? Fix a broken TV? Re-tile your bathroom floors? Levi’s your guy.

Loves candles. Not super sweet smelling ones like birthday cake and vanilla bean, but loves lighter, fruitier scenes like eucalyptus mixes, lemon, even sage. Always has candles on hand and never misses a single Bath and Body Works sale.

On that note, yes he does coupon. Why wouldn’t he? Capitalism already sucks and everything is so expensive, he’ll take a bargain where he can get it.

Never owned a speaker because he never saw any use for it, but one day, you coerced him into having a mini-karaoke session while you were cooking together and he found out he enjoyed it quite a bit. (The music playing a loud, not the karaoke. Even though he’s a pretty decent singer).

So when you bought him a record player for his birthday, it easily became one of his most valued possessions. And he’s really enjoyed collecting vinyls.

Other than that, he’s open to most kinds of music, and likes it if you make playlists for him—otherwise he’ll just listen to whatever you have made.

Levi and Erwin are presidents of the Beyhive but you didn’t hear that from me. Nothing but respect for THEIR Queen Bey.

Enjoys taking walks and going running when the weather is nice, and likes having you along with him. It’s actually on occasion on which he prefers to hold your hand in public. You don’t always talk much, but it’s still nice and Levi really relishes in it.

Genuinely laughs out fucking loud whenever you put a face mask on and cannot take you seriously for the next 20-35 minutes LMAO

“Hey, Casper, did you want me to get you a glass of water on my way back.” “FUCK YOU MY SKIN IS GLOWING LEVI!! GLOWING!!”

Despite that, he still fucking steals your other skin scare!! Like retinol isn’t expensive as hell!!

Likes getting massages from you, and may or may not have feigned or exaggerated soreness form his workouts a few times to get one.

Fucking hates pumping gas, but doesn’t trust the little brats at the gas station to do it for him, and would rather eat a pair of jeans than let you get out and get gawked at, so he does it himself.

If you’re in public doing something/looking at something and taking too long, Levi will just start nudging you to get you moving. Like if you’ve already spent 10 minutes looking at different pasta shapes in the grocery store, he’ll put a hand on your waist and slowly usher you back to the cart so you can actually finish your shopping (and go the fuck home).

On that note, he pulls you/grabs at you quite a bit, usually to out the way of other people or harms way (or so he claims). For example, pulls you back further onto the sidewalk while you’re waiting at the crosswalk; further away from the lines on the ground near trains and busses; away from Hange.

Really likes kissing you. Not in public, but doesn’t mind having you all over him in private. And honestly, when he wants it, he doesn’t mind being all over you either.

He’s a particularly big cuddle bug in the morning bye.

Likes it when you drive. Mostly because he can just chill in the passenger seat and take a nap.

LMAO he can’t ride a bicycle. If you taught him, he’d probably pick up pretty quickly, but nobody ever taught him so he doesn’t know how yet.

(When you find this out, you’re VERY eager to teach him and Levi feels like he might have finally met his demise). “Do you want some training wheels, Levi? I saw a pretty pink pair in the toy store on the way here.” “No, fuck you, I just need to find my balance—hey, don’t let me go! Do you want me to die???”

Despite not liking having his photo taken, he’s a pretty good photographer and doesn’t mind taking pictures of you.

Keeps a picture of you and him inside his wallet. You don’t know that it’s there.

Despises the dentist with every fiber of his being and would not fucking go if you didn’t force him to. Seriously, you have to book the appointment for him and everything or else he’s just not make one or go.

And it’s not even like he has bad teeth?? They’re fine, maybe just in need of the regular professional cleaning. He just hates people prodding inside his goddamn mouth.

Which is very weird and you tease him very loudly about because he’s fine with the doctor?? And the ophthalmologist?? And everything else but the dentist LMAO

Quite spontaneous with dates in all honesty. Sometimes he just sees shit or has an idea and asks you if you’d be down.

Not one for cliche coupley items, but you do have matching sneakers. (They’re his favorite pair of sneakers).

Picks up things you’ve left laying around and puts them in their proper place. “Levi have you seen my—” “It’s on your desk. Where it belongs.”

Museum dates! Not that he cares for the pompous air of museums, but objectively they’re nice. Quiet, pretty objects, clean. Overall, not so bad. Just don’t take him to a fucking history museum.

Has a habit of kissing the palm of your hand. It’s his silent way of telling you he loves you.

Lays his head on your lap when you’re sitting on the couch. Claims he’s not keeping up with your shows but secretly is. Curls up into a ball and takes a nap halfway through tho.

#aot x reader #snk x reader #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi x you #aot imagines #snk imagines #levi ackerman smut #levi ackerman fluff #eren x reader

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moonbeamwritings · 3 years

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My troll brain pictures mista as bald, however my soft brain whispers that below the ugly hat, mista hides beautiful chocolate brown curls, and since he is kinda smelly, when I feel down I imagine myself washing his hair and body in a non-sexual way when he arrives home tired so he can relax and fall asleep in my arms

this is the sweetest thing I- 🥰🥰

I can only imagine the first time seeing the thick, dark curls Mista’s hiding under his hat as being nothing short of a religious experience.

He’s practically collapsing through your door after an exceptionally long day, falling into your arms the moment you open them to him. You move to smush your cheek against his head when you smell him. Not great, not great at all. You let out a soft, gentle laugh of surprise before you’re running a hand up and down his back.

“Babe, you’re kinda smelly.”

He has the decency to let out an apologetic hum, muffled by the skin of your shoulder. “Sorry...” he mumbles sheepishly, pausing for a minute before continuing, “been sweaty all day.”

“Let’s get that sorted before you pass out then, huh?”

Your voice is music to his ears as you coax him into the bathroom, sitting and waiting as the bath fills with warm water.

He sluggishly pulls his shirt over his head, hat coming off in the process.

You’re floored.

The sleepy look on his face coupled with the mop of curls perfectly falling on his forehead in the absence of his hat has you staring up at him like a lovesick puppy. It’s the cutest thing you’d ever seen.

He catches your eye from where he’s leaned back against the bathroom sink, and he doesn’t even have it in him to tease you for it. He’s just as enraptured with the way you look. Dazed, eyes glimmering, lips slightly parted in what he can only describe as a dopey grin. Adorable.

With the bathtub now full, Mista dips down to where you’re sitting along the edge of the tub to grab your face in his hands and kiss your forehead.

Sated for the time being, he peels his pants and underwear off and sinks into the soapy water, immediately tipping his head back in relief.

You get to work helping him wash his body first, not caring that the sleeves of your sweatshirt, despite being rolled up, are starting to get wet.

The moment is tender and calming, neither of you having the energy to take it any further, but rather choosing to soak in the tired, quiet intimacy of the moment at hand.

With him starting to smell like your lavender body wash, you move on to his hair.

“Be careful baby,” he starts, leaning his head back into your hands as you massage shampoo into his hair, “That’s my money-maker, you know?”

You chuckle, “Ahh, yeah. The money-maker no one ever sees.”

It takes him a while to respond as he rubs away the heaviness in his eyelids. Yawning, he replies, “’Cept you, babe.”

You smile.

“Except me.”

You rinse out the shampoo, and the conditioner once you finish both steps, so focused on doing a good job that you hardly realized that Mista had practically gone limp in your hands. Carefully, you glance around his shoulder to get a good look at his face.

He’d fallen asleep with the sweetest expression on his face, clearly lulled into a peaceful sleep by your hands working through his hair. You opt to let him rest like this for a little while longer.

Until the water gets cold, you promise.

#moonbeam answers #moonbeam headcanons #moonbeamwritings 300 followers event #thank you for sending in this is so cute!#mista x reader #mista imagine #guido mista x reader #guido mista imagine #jjba x reader #jjba imagine

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chelsfic · 4 years

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I Think We Could Do It if We Tried - Guillermo x Nandor Fluffy One-shot

Summary: Guillermo comforts Nandor on his saddest night and revelations are made during bath time. (Takes place during S2 E2, Ghosts)

A/N: Some recovery fluff. P.S. I always associate this song with Nandermo thanks to this really sweet fancam.

Warnings: Fluff, Crack, First kiss, Yearning, Soft hours, Guillermo being compared to a horse, Nudity but no smut

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"You know I'll do anything you ask me to But oh my God, I think I'm in love with you Standing here alone now, think that we can drive around I just wanna say how I love you with your hair down Baby, you don't got to fight, I'll be here til the end of time Wishing that you were mine, pull you in, it's alright" --"Sofia" by Clairo

Guillermo stands frozen in place, the phantom image of ghost Nandor and his steed still hangs in his field of vision like the imprint of a camera’s flash. His master looks stricken and utterly alone. He’s never seen him so vulnerable.

He approaches cautiously, ready for the cold rebuke that always comes whenever he attempts to connect with Nandor. Honestly, Guillermo doesn’t know why he keeps trying. He supposes it’s because every now and then, tonight for instance, the curtain parts and his master reveals a bit of the tender soul that he keeps so well guarded by bravado and arrogance.

“They’re at peace now, Master,” Guillermo says quietly, reaching out to pat Nandor’s arm.

Nandor is silent for a beat, his face tensed with emotion and anxiety. Finally, he turns to his familiar and speaks in a lost, trembling voice.

“Hug?”

Guillermo feels the breath rush out of his lungs and his lips curl into a quick, here-and-gone grin. He darts his eyes to the camera crew before looking back at Nandor and schooling his features into bland subservience.

“Of course, master,” he answers, opening his arms and calmly wrapping them around the hulking vampire, as if this isn’t a partial fulfillment of his most dearly held wish. “It’s alright, master.”

Eleven years of service. Nearly eleven years of pining and secretly loving his master. And this is the first time they’ve ever hugged. Nandor holds Guillermo tight to his chest, as if clinging to a life preserver. He buries his face into his familiar’s soft, sweater-clad shoulder and his breath hitches silently, tugging at the human’s heart strings. Guillermo’s face is squished into Nandor’s broad chest, his glasses are askew and a wide, blissed out smile spreads over his lips. He locks his hands together at the small of Nandor’s back and breathes in the earthy...slightly off scent of his master. Oh, right...the ectoplasm.

Guillermo doesn’t even care that his face is currently pressed up against dried ghost gloop. This is the best night of his life.

“Guillermo?” Nandor’s voice is still so small and fragile.

“Yes, master?”

“I’m covered in gunk. Will you draw me a bath?”

Oh.

Guillermo sits on the stool by the massive, claw foot tub, dipping a hand into the water to test the temperature. Hot but not scalding, just right for his sensitive master. He drops the glittery lavender bath bomb into the water and watches it fizz, releasing a pleasant, soothing aroma.

“Ready?” Nandor asks from the doorway. Guillermo turns to see his master standing there in his long, red silk robe. His hair is down, falling around his face in natural waves and drawing Guillermo’s eyes downward to the triangle of exposed chest hair at the robe’s open collar.

He takes a deep, steadying breath before answering, “Yes, master. I used the glitter bath bomb so you can look like Twilight after.”

Nandor grins and does a little happy two-step, “Yay! Good job, Guillermo!”

Guillermo’s heart swells at the praise and...just how adorable Nandor can be sometimes. This is how it happens. This is why he stays and cares for this man after years of neglect and disrespect.

Nandor steps forward and waits expectantly. No matter how many times they do this, Guillermo will never be immune to seeing his master entirely nude. His hands shake slightly as he reaches to untie the loose knot holding the robe in place. Nandor shrugs the thin material off his shoulders and Guillermo’s heart hammers as it falls into his hands. He turns away with a brilliant blush, folding the robe and setting it on top of the toilet, completely missing the way Nandor’s eyes follow him with a glint of amusement.

Nandor is still waiting next to the tub when Guillermo turns back around. His traitorous eyes roam up and down his master’s form. Nandor is impossibly tall and regal looking, even in the nude. His body is covered in a layer of soft, dark hair... his chest, his arms, his legs. If Guillermo looks close enough-- which, he has --there’s even a light layer of hair over the round globes of Nandor’s buttocks. Guillermo loves his master’s body. He loves that Nandor’s belly is soft and covered in a healthy layer of fat. He loves his thick, powerful thighs. He loves the broad expanse of his back and shoulders. Looking at Nandor, it’s easy to see him as the fierce, deadly warrior of his human life. Next to him Guillermo feels small and dull.

He walks over and takes Nandor’s hand, helping him balance as he steps into the water. Guillermo keeps his eyes carefully trained above the waist as Nandor sinks down into the steaming water. The vampire lets out a pleased sigh at the touch of the hot water on his cold skin.

“Shall I wash your hair first, master?” Guillermo asks, rolling up the sleeves of his white button down. His sweater is neatly folded with Nandor’s robe.

“That would be nice,” Nandor hums, his eyes closed in relaxation. He grimaces as he adds, “It’s all...sticky.”

Guillermo drags the stool over and picks up a bottle of shampoo.

“Do you wanna dunk for me?” He suggests. He watches as Nandor takes an unnecessary breath before dipping beneath the surface of the water, coming up a second later with his hair plastered to his head and his lips sputtering as he releases the air from his lungs.

Guillermo pours shampoo into his palm, lathering it up before sinking his fingers into Nandor’s hair and beginning the process of carefully massaging it through the long strands. Nandor groans and relaxes his neck, letting his familiar support his head in an act of casual trust that sends a tiny quiver through Guillermo’s soft heart. These quiet, intimate moments with his master are some of his most cherished memories. He purposely ignores how pathetic that makes him.

“Mmm,” Nandor groans, the sound doing uncomfortably fluttery things to Guillermo’s stomach. “That is very nice, Guillermo. You’re so gentle.”

Guillermo bites his lip and murmurs, “Thank you, master.”

They fall into a comfortable silence, Guillermo losing himself in the task of cleaning his master’s hair and Nandor falling into a trance under his human’s soft touch. The silence stretches until Nandor is disturbed by the sound of Guillermo trying to muffle a laugh.

“What’s so funny, Guillermo?” he prods, turning slightly and dumping water over the side of the tub and into Guillermo’s lap.

Guillermo’s used to being in the splash zone during Nandor’s baths and he barely reacts. Instead he gives in to his mirth and lets go of a clear little laugh that echoes oddly through the bathroom.

“Here, I’ll show you,” Guillermo answers, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his phone.

He opens the camera app and flips it to selfie mode, leaning down until his face is next to Nandor’s and holding the phone at arm’s length to snap a picture. He shows it to Nandor and the vampire guffaws. On the screen Guillermo’s thousand watt smile is contrasted with Nandor’s look of blank confusion. His soapy hair is sculpted into a loose, goopy mohawk on top of his head.

“You have given me the punk hawk hair!” Nandor crows, reaching up and gingerly feeling his hair. He lets his hands drop back down beneath the surface of the water and he doesn’t look at Guillermo as he continues, “Thank you for that, Guillermo. I...needed to laugh tonight.”

Guillermo’s chest constricts but before he can answer, Nandor plunges down under the water, rinsing the shampoo from his hair before resurfacing. He turns to face Guillermo, his skin and hair glinting from the glitter bath bomb, “Do I look like Twilight , Guillermo?”

Guillermo nods with a fond smile and Nandor misquotes, “ Say it, Guillermo. Loudly .”

Guillermo laughs, “ Vampire! ”

Nandor giggles as his familiar moves on to conditioning his hair.

“After all these years, a moving picture that finally is worthy of telling the tale of the vampires,” Nandor muses.

Guillermo’s hands pause in Nandor’s hair and he squints his eyes in profound confusion before deciding to let that one go. It’s silent again for a few moments before Nandor suddenly addresses him in a more formal tone, “Guillermo...I want to say something to you. To put you on your ease…”

“...Yes, master?” Guillermo asks with a healthy dose of trepidation lacing his voice.

“I do not wish for you to be concerned after hearing the tale of my horse, John, and his demise. You know...because I ate him? Just because I ate John does not mean that I will eat you, Guillermo. I’ve grown ...I’ve changed ...I’m not the same maniac who used to go around lighting peasants on fire for fun.”

“I know that--” Guillermo starts to say and then a record scratch sounds in his brain, “--wait, are you comparing me to your horse?”

Nandor shrugs and casts a disbelieving glare over his shoulder, “Yes? You should take it as a compliment, Guillermo! I loved John--”

Nandor’s mouth snaps shut at once but the words are already out there, lingering in the humid air between them. Guillermo’s hands go still in Nandor’s hair for a split second as his mind stutters and reboots. He can see Nandor’s shoulders tightening up and can just imagine the anxious grimace he’s most likely wearing as he awaits Guillermo’s reaction.

Guillermo starts working his fingers through his master’s hair once more, giving himself a moment to compose a response. He knows, by now, that Nandor will withdraw ten steps after moving forward one if Guillermo makes too big a deal out of this...almost confession.

He finishes lathering the conditioner and dips his hands into the water at his master’s back, rinsing them and coming away with glitter dusting his skin. He laughs, holding his hands up to Nandor and joking, “Look, master! I’m a vampire!”

Nandor’s shoulders relax and he grins in delight, “It is funny because, of course, you aren’t!”

Guillermo rolls his eyes, but the light fluttery feeling in his chest is there to stay. His master loves him. Maybe it’s not the same kind of love that Guillermo feels. Maybe Guillermo should really take a hard look at the fact that he’s gushing over being compared to a horse. But for now he’s going to hold onto this moment like a candle flame glowing in his chest. His master loves him .

Later, while Guillermo is helping him to towel dry, Nandor makes a seemingly off handed comment that causes Guillermo’s mouth to go dry.

“Guillermo,” Nandor’s gaze is caught on his familiar’s cheek and the streak of ectoplasm drying on his skin. “The bath is still warm. Why don’t you wash as well. It’s been a long night…”

“I…” the idea of bathing in the same water that has so recently engulfed his beloved master is...an overwhelming powerful thought. “Th-thank you, master. I will…”

Nandor nods, “Good...good. And, thank you, Guillermo. For helping me on my saddest night.”

Guillermo blushes, smiling up at Nandor with devotion shining from his brown eyes, “Of course, master. I’m always...I’ll always be here for you.”

A shadow passes over Nandor’s eyes at Guillermo’s words but he simply nods and turns to leave.

Once the door closes shut behind him Guillermo takes a huge breath, turning to look at the murky water in the bath with a thrill that feels absolutely filthy. He’s going to bathe in Nandor’s...essence. Maybe he’ll smell like him afterwards? He turns the tap, adding some hot water to warm the bath back up and discarding his clothes in a little heap in the corner. Once he’s undressed, he turns off the water and steps cautiously over the rim of the tub, mindful of the pools of water on the tile floor from Nandor’s splashing. He’s just sinking down with a contented sigh when the door flies open and Nandor reappears.

“I have forgotten my...nail trimmers!” Nandor announces loudly, grabbing the first item he lays eyes on from the vanity.

“Oh, um…” Guillermo’s face is red hot and he slips down even further into the water, somehow incredibly shy about his nakedness despite having just spent an hour carefully cleaning his naked master.

Nandor lingers in the doorway, letting cold air creep into the room and causing Guillermo to shiver.

“Could you--um--shut the door, please? You’re letting in a draft…” Guillermo mutters.

Nandor jumps and quickly slams the door shut with him still inside the bathroom. They stare at each other in dumb silence for a moment before Nandor finally clears his throat, his eyes darting all over the place but always returning to land on the little bit of his familiar’s exposed flesh he can see above the water line.

“Would you...I could...help you. With your hair. If you like…” the words are halting and awkward.

Guillermo is frozen, he dares not even take a breath lest he somehow shatter the moment. His mind supplies him with the line, Keep absolutely still...its vision’s based on movement…

“Sure,” he answers, his eyes sparkling with barely restrained glee. “That would be very nice of you, master.”

“Of course it would be,” Nandor scoffs, rolling his eyes and striding forward with purpose. “I’m being nice to you on purpose so you don’t worry about the whole me eating you thing, remember?”

Nandor plops down behind him and squirts about half the bottle of shampoo into his hand.

“Oh, right. Thank you, master. I’m glad you’re not going to eat me,” Guillermo barely registers his own words, he’s too overwrought with the way this evening is going. Never in his wildest--

“You’re welcome,” Nandor answers and then places his hand atop Guillermo’s head, dunking him unceremoniously under the water.

Guillermo emerges a couple seconds later, gasping and sputtering, grabbing his glasses off his face and wiping at his eyes.

“Could you, uh--?” Guillermo hands his dripping spectacles to Nandor and the vampire takes them with his free hand and lovingly deposits them onto the side of the sink.

Nandor begins to paw his hands over Guillermo’s head, roughly lathering the shampoo into his short curls and privately delighting in the feel of his familiar’s hair under his fingers. Guillermo holds still, nervous about how much the cloudy water is actually hiding from the vampire’s eyes. Nandor jerks his head roughly, scrubbing behind Guillermo’s ears and down the back of his neck as well.

“Uh--master? Could you try to be a little more gentle?”

Nandor’s hands freeze, hovering in the air over Guillermo’s head, “I have hurt you? I will be more careful…”

The fingers return to Guillermo’s hair, softly and slowly massaging his scalp. Guillermo sighs, “That’s much better, thank you.

Nandor hums in acknowledgment before remarking, “I think I was still thinking about my sweet John. I used to wash him like this. Of course...I could be much rougher with him. Because he was a horse…”

“Of course…” Guillermo murmurs, his eyes falling shut as he leans his head back into his master’s palms. “This is so nice…”

“Good, I’m glad,” Nandor replies. “You deserve it! So loyal. Making me feel better about eating my dead horse friend… You’re a good familiar, Guillermo…”

Nandor lapses into silence, but there’s a new quality to it. As if he’s leaving something unsaid. Guillermo doesn’t know how, but he senses Nandor’s hesitance as the vampire continues stroking his fingers carefully, lovingly through his hair.

“Master?” Guillermo ventures, heart in his throat. “Is there something else?”

Nandor sighs, “Only that...John died without ever knowing how I felt...I mean, he was a horse so probably he would not have understood, but still.”

“Oh…” Guillermo’s eyes drift up the ceiling and he compresses his lips into a thin line before asking, “What would you have said to him?”

“I’m going to dunk you again, Guillermo,” Nandor gives him a second’s warning this time before pressing down on his head. Once Guillermo comes back up for air, the vampire answers the question, “Well...I suppose I would have said...you know, something along the lines of how he was the very best horse in all of the land. And that I really appreciated everything he did for me even though sometimes it was hard for me to show it… And how… how sad I sometimes felt thinking about yo--John ever leaving me to go and let some other warrior ride around on him… And...you know, the stuff about loving him…”

Guillermo clears his throat, tears misting his eyes as he speaks, “W-wow, master. I’m sure--I’m sure John would have been very happy to hear you say those things. And...if he could talk he’d tell you that you never have to feel sad about him leaving you because he--he loves you, too.”

Nandor scrubs conditioner through Guillermo’s hair and is quiet for a while before sniffing loudly and scoffing, “Well...pretty stupid, if you think about it, Guillermo. If John could have talked he would have said something about how much he loved oats and maybe about wanting to make sex with the fillys.”

Guillermo sighs, and forces a laugh, “You’re right, master.”

When it comes time to drain the tub, Guillermo finds himself nervously reluctant.

“You don’t have to help me dry off, master. I can handle it,” he blushes awfully and hugs his legs to his chest as Nandor stands to grab a fresh towel from the rack.

“Please stand up, Guillermo. I am making a gesture, here,” Nandor answers, unperturbed.

That is, until his familiar finally stands. Guillermo’s skin is hot and flushed from the bath. He’s studded liberally with sparkles from the bath bomb and Nandor’s eyes are drawn in at once. The familiar wraps his arms around himself, awkwardly trying to hide from his master’s seeking gaze. But Nandor steps forward and grabs Guillermo’s arms, pulling them out and away from his body so that he can look. Guillermo is perfectly soft, his body is all curves from the slope of his shoulders to his round belly and the wide, generous width of his hips. Nandor, feeling none of Guillermo’s shyness or reluctance, greedily drinks in the sight of the nest of curls between Guillermo’s legs and the soft, smooth length of his penis. His lips part to bare his fangs and his eyes light with hunger.

“Um...I’ll just…” Guillermo starts to scramble up and out of the tub and Nandor’s stupor is interrupted.

He tightens his hold on his familiar’s arms to stabilize him.

“Watch out for the slippy bits, Guillermo!” Nandor cautions. “Colin Robinson says most human deaths in your age range are due to accidents. I don’t want you to slip and snap your neck on the floor. Very inconvenient for me.”

Guillermo is silent, he doesn’t really have the brain function to answer at this point. He’s never been so exposed in front of Nandor before and while part of him recognizes the obvious interest on his master’s face, another part of him is deeply self-conscious and pretty certain that Nandor is just thinking about biting him.

Nandor begins toweling him off, and Guillermo tells himself that his master is certainly not letting his touch linger longer than necessary. This is just...a gesture. Once Guillermo is adequately dry, he takes the towel from Nandor and ties it around his waist with a sigh of relief. This is all...a lot.

“Thank you, master,” Guillermo finally says, preparing himself to be dismissed now that the moment is ending.

Nandor reaches over to the sink, plucking up Guillermo’s glasses and unfolding the arms, gently placing them on his familiar’s face with a little smile.

“You’re welcome, Guillermo. And… what I said about John?” Nandor sounds uncertain, hesitant. “About appreciating him and...other things...”

“Yes?” Guillermo asks, slightly breathless.

“I really meant it.”

Nandor steps forward and all at once he’s pulling Guillermo into his arms, stooping down and pressing his cool lips to his familiar’s warm, soft mouth. Guillermo squeaks in surprise, snapping his eyes shut and grabbing the flimsy silk fabric of Nandor’s robe as the vampire moves his lips over his, licking and suckling until Guillermo’s lips finally part, admitting his probing tongue. Nandor growls low in his chest, reaching one hand up to bury his fingers in Guillermo’s wet curls and letting the other rest over the small of his back.

Kissing. Guillermo is kissing Nandor. Nandor is kissing Guillermo! In one night he’s gone from hugging for the very first time to being held in his master’s arms and thoroughly, passionately, deliciously kissed. When Nandor’s lips fall away from his, Guillermo takes the opportunity to gulp air into his lungs. His master leans his forehead against his, holding him in place for a moment as they breathe each other’s air.

Finally, Nandor draws back, letting his hands fall away and asking, in a small voice, “Will you come tuck me into my coffin, Guillermo?”

Guillermo blinks, swallowing down the thousand and one questions currently crowding his brain. One step forward...please please please...no more steps back.

“Of course, master,” Guillermo answers. “I’ll always tuck you in at night. You know that.”

Nandor smiles, shyly locking eyes with Guillermo as he places his larger hand in his, pulling him along behind him on the way to his crypt.

Yeah... Guillermo muses with a dopey grin on his face as they pass by a gawping Laszlo in the hallway. Best night of my life.

#nandor x guillermo #guillermo x nandor #nandermo #wwdits fanfic #wwdits #fluff

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blueroan-equestrian · 4 years

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More to Life 5

smutty in parts but as always theres a warning and an option to skip and a picture jaskier to show its over.

if you haven’t read ch 4 heres a link

https://blueroan-equestrian.tumblr.com/post/623939124582367232/more-to-life-4

Ch 5

“Jaskier, help me get some water. We need to get him cleaned up.” I called.

Jaskier doesn’t question it but Geralt does, “Don’t you think we should use this time to discuss things by ourselves?”

“Jaskier isn’t going anywhere... he’s the only reason I even considered talking to you and he seems to be the better part of your common sense! Believe me when I say it’s in your best interest for him to be here.” I snarled. Jaskier seemed to be smug but no more than usual. We pulled out the tub and filled it with cold well water not bothering to heat it up. “In,” I commanded.

He glances nervously at Jaskier but Jaskier laughed, “I’ve helped you bathe before and you were covered in monster guts. Now the lady gave you an order you best be listening too, but (Y/N) would you prefer me out here or listening from your bedroom? I can call him an idiot for you from the bedroom or even outside.” “Bedrooms fine, thank you.” I sunk into a kitchen table chair. He disrobes and sinks into the water, “Ok... so where do you want me to start.” “Why are you here? Because clearly, you aren’t here to apologize.” I asked staring at my nails pretending to be disinterested. Jaskier called, “Geralt woo her! Don’t be a stubborn ass.” “Hmm...” he hummed as he seemed to be thinking, “I’m... I wanted... I can’t stop thinking about you... Jaskier has always been better at this ... words thing... but as I would go town to town... any girl I...” Jaskier interrupts, “Abort Geralt! You are doing horrible. Just stab yourself already!” the idea of him off sleeping with some other woman stung but he wasn’t mine to claim, no matter how much I wanted to. “How about you take a moment to think about your response while I wash you up.” I offer, picking up a bar of soap and a washrag. He nodded and I knelt down next to him wetting the bar of soap. I lathered my hands and started with the crud on his face, and used the washcloth to rinse it off. I had cleaned both and was working on his back when he spoke again. “This ... I came back because I missed someone caring for me... about me... the way only you can. The way you touch me with such gentle hands and you have this way of looking at me that no one else has ever done since I’ve got these eyes.” “What are you saying?” I pause leaning back to look at him. “I’m saying that I ... That I love you.” “Yes, Geralt!” Jaskier sang as Geralt looked back with a glare but I pulled him back. “You love me?” I questioned taking his face into my soapy hands. Without blinking he states, “Yes I love you, I was afraid before but not anymore.” “Jaskier the Taylor girl is single why don’t you go talk to her.” I pur as I lean in to kiss Geralt, running the bar aimlessly around his torso. Jaskier practically sprints out the door. “Mmm... so you love me?” I run the washcloth down his chest, rinsing him off. “Yes mmm... (y/n)... I need you. Please touch me.”

A/n Ok by now I am sure it’s obvious where we are going so u can either read through or look for the next picture of Jaskier though this whole thing has been a little on the line, but you do you.

He grabbed at me but I felt like teasing him, so I leaned back, “Stand up. I need to clean the rest of you.”

He does and his erect member is no longer distorted from the water. I kiss each hip before running the bar of soap up his legs before slowly rinse the grime off. Then I lather my own hands and begin to massage his balls with one hand and stroke his length. The sounds he made were absolutely delicious. I speed up and his groans and moans get louder. When I feel him begin to throb, I pull back, “Rinse off, wash your hair then meet in the bedroom.” I plant a firm kiss on his lips before I enter the bedroom stripping down, laying down, and playing with myself moaning loudly for him to hear.

I heard a growl, some sloshing and soon my hand is ripped away and he’s in between my legs. He rubs his length in between my folds, “Little one, you are quite the tease... Should I tease my little one back?”

I lean up and bite his bottom lip, “I don’t think you have the time or patients for that, so why don’t you just take what you want?”

He pushes my legs up and back, “Oh, I plan to.” and quickly and roughly he thrusts inside me.

“AHHHHHHH Geralt...mmmm... you fill me up so well... Ahhh!”

He grunts as he continues his thurst and nibbles at my neck. One hand kneads my breast, while the other reaches in between us and begins to rub my clitoris and I raked my nails down his back. After what felt like both seconds and hours at the same time, we are both screaming as we reach our climaxes.

We layed in bed together tangled in blankets when Jaskiers voice called “Is it safe to come back in?”

Chuckling I called back “Yeah...”

link ch6

https://blueroan-equestrian.tumblr.com/post/624464011449204736/more-to-life-6

tags: @sdavid09, @ayamenimthiriel, @fire-in-her-veinz

#geralt x reader #geralt imagine #geralt x you #geralt of rivia #witcher #witcher fanfiction #witcher smut #geralt of rivia smut #geralt x reader smut

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haughtbreaker · 6 years

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Haught Damn: 3x10

After 3x10, I needed to process. This is stuck with my other reaction fics on AO3.com. Another year, another apocalypse, right?

Nicole felt an emptiness inside her as she stepped into the house. As a cop, she was often the bearer of bad news, but this was one bit of news she dreaded delivering. Laden with exhaustion and guild, she felt so worn, at a loss of what had happened with Charlie and Doc. She didn't expect to see Waverly and Wynonna curled up on the floor together.

The Earp sisters were sleeping soundly and Nicole could see the puffiness around their eyes. They were both dirty and bruised, but for the most part they seemed intact. Something had happened… something else had happened. Nicole knew she had to tell Wynonna about Charlie. She had to tell Wynonna about Doc's betrayal… his latest betrayal and how she failed to stop him, but all she could see was Waverly. Her own exhaustion disappeared as she scooped the smallest Earp up, bracing herself before standing smoothly.

Waverly must have sensed her presence because she whimpered and turned slightly in Nicole's arms, her hand lifting to hold onto the buttoned edge of Nicole's uniform shirt. It was a long trip up the stairs, the emotional strain of the day combined with smoke inhalation getting to her, but she managed to get to Waverly's room, laying her out on the bed.

Nicole sat on the edge and spent a few minutes carefully removing Waverly's shoes and cardigan, her fingers pushing aside the dark brown hair gently to take in the delicate features. She was caught once again in the simple beauty and goodness that was Waverly Earp. It hadn't surprised her to hear of her angelic patronage. If anyone in Purgatory could be defined as an angel, it was Waverly. No matter how horrible her day was, Nicole found solace in just being in her presence.

"Ok." Nicole said softly, pushing herself up and beginning to strip out of what she could. She moved to the chaise to remove her shoes, setting them neatly aside before slipping out of her jacket and her holster. Retrieving some fresh clothes from what she kept at the homestead, she moved to the bathroom, turning on the shower to let it heat up.

It was almost cathartic, stripping off her uniform like she was stripping away the collaborative disasters of the day, self-aware enough to know that it wasn't just Charlie's death that was bothering her. Since moving to Purgatory, she'd been tossed against walls, thrown through windows and gone through so many gauntlets that she couldn't even count them all, but there was something about being possessed that left a stain on her. Being out of control of her faculties, at the mercy of a cursed witch, she couldn't help thinking back on when Waverly had been in a similar state, the weeks she'd fought Mikshun for control. It had taken months for Waverly to push past the nightmares of all that she had done. Luckily, the only person Nicole had tried to hurt was Doc.

Doc. Nicole winced.

Stepping into the stream of hot water, Nicole closed her eyes, feeling it wash over her and letting the warmth soak into her bones. If only she could wash away the shitstorm ahead of them as simply as she washed away the smell of smoke. At least for the moment, she had a small moment of peace. God knows what the next day would bring.

Waverly sighed softly as she rolled over, restless in sleep. Her brow furrowed as she suddenly realized the ground was much softer than it should be and she let her eyes flutter open, instantly confused that she was in her bedroom. She was about to call out to Wynonna when she saw the holster draped across her chais. Nicole. How was she going to tell Nicole about what Kevin had told them?

Nicole would never let her do it. Nicole was brave, loyal, and dependable, but she wouldn't be able to see the bigger picture any more than Wynonna could. Waverly knew this was what she had to do. This is what she was born to do.

A year ago, Waverly wanted so desperately to be the chosen one - the heir. As it turned out, she was heir to a much different fate, one that would be the end of her. This was her destiny, to save the world, no matter the cost.

Slipping from the bed, she heard the shower running and made her way to the bathroom, knocking on the door before opening it a crack. "Nicole?"

"Hey Sleepyhead."

Slipping into the bathroom, Waverly locked the door behind her, taking in the silhouette through the frosted shower curtain. Nicole would never let her out of her sight if she knew. "It's been a really long day."

"That's an understatement."

Waverly closed her eyes, taking a steadying breath. "How'd the recon go?" As if on auto-pilot, she began stripping out of her own clothes, needing to be close to Nicole.

Nicole didn't say anything when Waverly stepped in, but Waverly saw the way Nicole looked away, eyes clouded.

"Hey." Waverly brought her hand up to caress Nicole's face but Nicole captured her wrist.

"The ring."

Waverly shrugged. "Turns out it's not Bulshar's ring. It's Julian's. Apparently it healed Mercedes's face."

"You went to see Mercedes again?" Nicole looked doubtful.

"It's a long story. Apparently the ring can stop Bulshar and I'm the only one that can wield it so tag, I'm it." Saying the words sounded to insignificant. She tried to keep the emotions she felt, hoping Nicole wouldn't pick up on her despair. "Tell me about what happened with Doc."

Nicole looked like she wanted to argue for a moment before she shook her head. "We're going to talk about that later but… something happened. Something terrible."

There was a waver in Nicole's voice that put a strike of fear in Waverly. Reaching up, she moved aside a wet strand of auburn. "Hey, what happened?"

"Maeve was apparently a witch that was burned at the stake way back when and took up residence in Gretta's fireplace. After a few rounds of hot potato possession, she burned the house down." Nicole took a shuddering breath. "Charlie and the boys showed up to put the fire out and well…"

Waverly knew Nicole was holding back, not wanting to say something. "What happened, Nicole?"

"Doc attacked Charlie."

Nicole didn't have to say anything else. Waverly could tell by her body language how Charlie was fairing. But even as Nicole continued, all she could think about was Wynonna.

"Charlie's dead." Nicole took a breath. "I couldn't save him."

"Hey." Waverly reached up to cup Nicole's cheek, recognizing that the drops slipping down her face weren't just from the shower. "Controlling Doc is not your responsibility." She pulled Nicole to her, enjoying the hot water washing over them. "It's not your fault." She whispered. Wynonna was going to be devastated. Not that she thought Wynonna cared that much for Charlie beyond a casual bed warmer, but the fact that Doc had killed him. Wynonna would find some way to blame herself for his death.

"Also the pledge moon blood eclipse and deadline for defeating Bulshar is tomorrow night." She pressed her forehead to Waverly's. "Everything's just… piling up."

Waverly could only nod. "You're the only thing making it better right now." She sighed softly, enjoying the moment of quiet; a small slice a peace that was just the two of them. "I miss you."

"I'm right here." Nicole whispered, pressing her lips to Waverly's.

As she felt Nicole pressing closes, there were a thousand reasons Waverly knew they shouldn't be doing this. The world was ending and they still had so much to do. Wynonna had to know about Doc and Charlie. They had to go over whatever Nicole had learned. Swallowing her emotions, Waverly broke off the kiss and instead reached for the bath sponge, adding a bit of bath wash.

"What are you…"

Waverly shook her head. "Turn around." She ordered. She could see the question in Nicole's eyes so Waverly made a circular gesture with her finger. When Nicole finally did as she asked, Waverly took a minute to admire the length of the pale back in front of her, a small smile tugging at her lips as she started at Nicole's shoulders, scrubbing small and gentle circles down the length of smooth skin.

Nicole hummed softly, leaning back into the touch.

Waverly's smile grew as she added a bit more body wash to the sponge. Taking a step forward, she pressed against Nicole's back, wrapping her arms around the strong body to begin scrubbing her stomach. She felt the abdomen muscles tense beneath her ministrations and Waverly watched as rivulets of water streamed down Nicole's shoulder. Unable to resist, she pressed her lips to pale flesh, her tongue capturing a bit of water before she left behind a gentle nip.

Somewhere along the trip to work the lathered soap up and over Nicole's breasts, Waverly lost the sponge, letting her bare hands slide over slick skin. She pressed her forehead to the center of Nicole's back, eyes closed as she imagined the path her hands took. In her mind, she could see every inch of skin, having memorized the terrain over the past year. She could picture every beauty spot and every scar. Her fingers massaged the spot in between Nicole's breasts where the bruise had spread from Willa's bullet. She let a single finger trace a barely visible scar that she knew was from the climbing accident Shae had told her about.

Nicole gasped softly as soapy hands came up to cup both breasts, palms brushing against tightening nipples.

Waverly felt the heat of tears slipping down her own cheeks as her hands deviated paths, one pressing against Nicole's breast as her other hand traveled south. What would it be like being turned to stone, protecting the garden? Would she still have a consciousness? Would she be able to remember every inch of the body she was pressed against for all of eternity? If so, she needed each second committed to memory - every inch of skin, every shuddered gasp. As her hand dipped between strong thighs and into heat that had nothing to do with the water temp, she heard a whimper that she stored away into her memory, along with the circumference of each tiny circle her fingertips traced.

Even if Nicole never forgave her for not telling her about her destiny, Waverly wanted to make sure Nicole never doubted her feelings. If these were their last moments together, she needed to let Nicole know that she loved her in a way that words could never express. Destiny had brought them together,even if it was for only a year.

It took everything in Waverly not to sob, to just allow her tears to flow without letting Nicole know. Even as Nicole leaned back and turned her head to meet Waverly's lips in a hungry kiss, Waverly kept her eyes closed, savoring the way Nicole's body began to tremble, hips rocking against her hand. She memorized the feel of Nicole's hands covering her own, squeezing her breast a little harder, pressing her hand a little closer to molten heat. And when Nicole broke off the kiss to cry out, spasms coursing through her body, well, Waverly stored those away too.

Nicole moved to turn but Waverly held her tight, keeping her in place. "Waves?"

Waverly didn't want to let her go. She'd spent most of her life waiting for people to leave her, and a part of her had always thought Nicole would leave too. She never expected that she would be the one to leave. Finally, she let Nicole turn in her arms but only so she could move closer, tucking her head under Nicole's chin. "I know I don't say it often, but I love you, Nicole," she whispered. She wondered if Nicole could even hear her over the sound of the shower.

Nicole curled her finger under Waverly's chin, tilting her head up. "Baby, look at me."

She couldn't resist Nicole. Waverly blinked her eyes open, knowing by the sting that her eyes would give her away.

"What's going on?" Nicole was so quick to slip into the protector role and Waverly loved her for it.

"Just… pre-apocalypse jitters, I guess." Waverly shrugged. She just wanted Nicole to hold her and she wasn't disappointed as long arms wrapped around her.

"Hey, we're going to get through this. How many apocalypses does this make for us? Three? Four?" Nicole pressed a kiss to the top of Waverly's head. "We got this. It's like you say, heroes always win."

Waverly took a steadying breath. She had to gather herself or Nicole would never let her leave. "You're right." She looked up and forced a smile onto her face. "We've never failed, as long as we work together."

"That's my girl." Nicole brushed her lips against Waverly's in a gentle kiss. "Now, how about we get out of this shower and work together a little more in the bedroom?"

Waverly reached past her, turning off the water. "I think that's the best idea you've had all night." Looking up at the loving brown eyes that believed in her so much, Waverly felt her heart break just a bit. She reached up to caress a soft cheek, tracing Nicole's bottom lip with her thumb before pushing up to the tips of her toes, capturing one more kiss. "Come on," she commented after a moment, slipping her hand into Nicole's. If they only had one more night together, she was going to savor every bit of it.

#wynonna earp #wayhaught #we fanfic #haught damn #reaction fic

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ricetime6 · 2 years

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