#but you know me none of those things are getting done anytime soon
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haven’t done lmk content in like a solid two weeks that’s got to be unhealthy for me
#my art#lmk#lego monkie kid#lego monkie kid fanart#monkie kid#lmk fanart#monkie kid fanart#lmk mk#lmk tang#baby mk would get everyone to shut up just so he can tell a joke i think#(me)#anyway sorry for the lack of lmk content i’ve been. spidersona-ing#and attempting to do schoolwork#but you know me none of those things are getting done anytime soon#so uh sillies
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it'll be ok | LN4
lando norris x female!reader
warnings: unexpected pregnancy, talk of throwing up/being nauseous, suggestive actions implied if you get what i’m saying, early on pregnancy symptoms, mention of alcohol and being drunk (not the reader!!), lando being a simp for his girlfriend in every aspect of his life.
note: i know how pregnancy works and i’m not saying that reader got pregnant on this trip, her and lando are just h**ny 😭 (increased sex drive is a symptom of pregnancy though so..…)
double note: i’m not sure how lily (oscar’s lily) is as a person but she seems like a sweetheart so i went off those vibes and i referred to alexandra by her full name cause if i said alex, someone might think alex albon lol
okay thats it. enjoy 😉
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You and Lando had been dating now for close to 2 years. You were happy with the life you were making with him and he was happy to have you by his side through his success.
Everything was going great, at least it was up until 5 minutes ago. Now here you were sitting in the bathroom to the villa you had rented out for a vacation with friends, holding a pregnancy test not sure what to do with the fact that there were two lines looking back at you.
48 Hours Before Finding Out
“Omg this is so much more prettier than the pictures” you said as you, Lando and some of your closest friends which included some of the other drivers and their girlfriends, walked into the villa
“This is gonna be great” Lando exclaimed excitedly while wrapping an arm around your waist “Alright everyone get their rooms sorted and when you’re done, meet down by the beach” he told everyone, earning a round of “okays” and “sounds goods”.
You and Lando made your way to the master suite on the second floor, seeing as you had been the ones to suggest the vacation and rent the villa, it was only fair you got the biggest room.
“Lan I don’t know which bathing suit to wear” you asked as you stared at the bathing suits you had brought.
“Doesn’t matter to me, either way it’ll end up on the floor later” he whispered in your ear as he came up behind you
You blushed at his flirty remark “You’re naughty” you joked with him
“Only for you” he reiterated as he put his hands on your hips and started kissing your neck
“Lan if we start doing that, we’re never gonna leave” you tried being serious even though the shudder in your voice gave you away, telling Lando he was succeeding in distracting you.
This happened quite frequently. Lando knew you so well and he made you feel things, none of your previous boyfriends had ever made you feel.
He continued kissing your neck, knowing exactly where to put his lips. You felt yourself giving in with the way he was kissing you and how his hands were slowly moving down from your hips, you knew you wouldn’t be making it to the beach anytime soon.
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You and Lando eventually left your room, joining your friends on the beach.
“Where the hell were you two” Max asked as he sat on a beach chair with everyone else doing their own thing
“Y/N needed help picking a bathing suit” Lando responded smirking, knowing Max wouldn’t believe him but also knew he wouldn’t push for the truth, he was smart enough to put two and two together.
“Babe I’m gonna go in the water, care to join?” Lando asked turning to you as your hands were interlocked
“No I’m okay for now, I’m gonna try and tan a bit then I’ll come join you” you told him, he smiled at your answer and then gave you a quick kiss on the cheek and started making his way towards the water to join the friends of yours that were currently playing water volleyball.
You spent the rest of your day in between tanning with the girls and playing in the water with Lando. Once everyone was done with the sun, you all made your way back to the house where you went to your perspective rooms to rest a little before you went out for dinner.
You felt extra tired which on any other day you might be more concerned about but you had been travelling between time zones and then spent a significant amount of time in the sun, so in your head it made sense to be this tired.
Once you had changed from your bathing suit into some clean undies and a oversized T-shirt, you crashed on yours and Lando’s bed where he was already sitting scrolling on his phone
“Lan im gonna take a quick nap, wake me up in like an hour so I can start getting ready” you told him as you curled into a ball nuzzling your face into the pillows
“Sure thing sweets” he said leaning down to kiss your head before going back to his phone, keeping one hand free to play with your hair knowing that always helped put you to sleep.
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Lando stayed true to his word and gently woke you up about an hour into your nap, not wanting to, seeing as you looked so peaceful but knowing you’d be upset if he let you sleep longer than you wanted.
“Babe” he said gently stroking his hand over your cheek
“Hmm” you mumbled still half asleep
“You wanted me to wake you so you could start to get ready” he told you smiling at how cute you looked
“Why are you a good boyfriend and actually listen to what I say” you grumbled
He chuckled “C’mon we can take a shower together, that’ll wake you up” he suggested knowing you’d get what he was implying
You opened one eye looking at him to see if he was joking but knew he wasn’t when you saw the look in his eyes, this got you to open both eyes and slowly stretch, waking up fully in the process
“Alright pretty boy let’s go” you said as you got off the bed causing a laugh to leave Lando as he got off the bed, following you into the bathroom.
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Once everyone including you and Lando were ready, you decided to visit a cute Italian restaurant nearby. Everyone in the group all loved Italian so it worked out perfectly.
While you were walking to the restaurant, you felt a slight squeeze in your stomach but chalked it up to that all you had to eat today was some fruit and a small salad.
Lately your appetite hadn’t been what it normally was, you pushed this thought aside though wanting to enjoy your vacation and deciding you’d worry about it once you got back home.
After some walking you reached the restaurant, Charles taking point and speaking to the hostess in Italian to get a table. They brought you to the part of the restaurant that was more private and made sure there were enough seats for everyone.
The host got you all menus and water, letting you know your server would be there momentarily.
You politely smiled at her and offered her thanks in Italian, you may have loved everything Italian but your knowledge of the language didn’t go past basic phrases and words.
You sat next to Lando and Lily, Oscars girlfriend. The two of you had gotten close with your boyfriends being teammates. You felt that squeeze in your stomach again, this time more intense so you casually reached for your water and hoped it would help.
Once you had drank enough water to feel better, you went back to look at your menu
“Baby are you okay? You just practically chugged your water” Lando asked quietly turning to you
You nodded “Yeah, I'm good, I just didn’t realize how thirsty I was” you lied offering him a smile, he seemed to believe you and went back to the menu, Lily however offered you a strange look, having overheard your words and not fully believing you but deciding not to push.
You could still feel that slight squeeze in your stomach and was apprehensive to order a large meal so you went for a simple soup, figuring it was the safest option.
When everyone’s food arrived, you caught a whiff of the food around you and suddenly that squeeze in your stomach was becoming too much to handle. You didn’t want to bring attention to yourself but if you didn’t go to the washroom now, you weren’t sure what would happen so you turned to Lily.
“Lils I need your help” you whispered to the girl who had just taken a bite of her food
“Is everything okay? You look pale” she asked concerned
“I’m gonna throw up and desperately need to get away from the table” you explained trying to stuff the nausea down until you were somewhere else
“Say no more” the girl said then turned to Oscar letting him know she was using the washroom, he smiled and moved out of the booth, luckily he was on the end
“Y/N will you come with?” She asked, acting like the washroom was her idea and just wanted a friend to accompany her
Your name sparked Lando’s interest and turned to face you
“Babe I’ll be back im just gonna go to the washroom with Lily” you told him quickly before getting out of the booth, offering Oscar a small smile to say sorry for interrupting his meal
Then you and Lily made your way to the washroom, as much as you would’ve preferred to run there, you didn’t want to seem weird so you casually bit your lip and hoped you could get there in time.
“Girls are so strange in always wanting someone with them to go to the washroom” Lando said to Oscar eating his food
Oscar just shrugged “I’m used to it at this point” he replied to his friend and teammate before both drivers went back to their previous conversation with the others around them.
Meanwhile in the washroom, you were in a stall on your knees with your head over the toilet. Luckily Lily was there to hold back your hair and rub your back.
“Are you okay? Did you eat something you shouldn’t have?” She asked after you were done and had stood up, using some tissues to wipe your mouth
“I didn’t have anything weird to eat, just some fruit and a small salad” you told her as you fixed your hair and did your best to get the taste of vomit out of your mouth. Remembering you had gum in your purse and silently saying a prayer to your past self for putting it there.
“That’s strange” she said even though you could sense there was more the girl wanted to say but held back
“I don’t know how I'm gonna get through dinner. The smell of everything is what triggered this” you told her turning to her
“Maybe just tell Lando you aren’t feeling the greatest and are gonna walk back to the Villa” she suggested
“He wont let me go alone, he’ll want to join me and I don’t want to take him away from everyone” you explained
“I’ll go back with you. I’ll just tell Oscar to bring my food home in a to go box” she offered
“Are you sure Lils?” You asked the girl, feeling bad
“That’s what friends are for” she smiled
“Okay, let’s go then” you told her
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When you made your way back to the table, Lando looked at you, you could see there was some concern behind his eyes probably because of how long you had been in the washroom
You slid in the booth to tell him you and Lily were gonna head back
“I’m just not feeling super great and don’t want to take you away from everyone so Lily’s gonna walk back with me” you explained to him
“Are you okay? What are you feeling? I’ll walk back with you, I don’t mind” he told you the concern only worsening
“Babe I'm fine, really, I'm sure a good nights rest is all I need and then tomorrow I’ll be good” you reassured him, offering him a small smile
“Okay but text me if you need anything or want me to come back” he told you which you nodded and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before getting out of the booth and walking to the exit with Lily.
“Where’s Lily and Y/N going?” Charles asked
“Y/N’s not feeling the great so they’re going back to the villa” Lando answered him
Charles nodded then went back to talking to his girlfriend, Alexandra.
Lando shared a look with Oscar as both of their girlfriends had left them
“Did Lily say anything?” Lando asked Oscar as they moved closer now that there was some space between them
“No, just that she was going back with Y/N” he told him. He could see Lando was worried “I’m sure she’ll be fine and Lily will text if anything happens” Oscar did his best to reassure the Brit. Lando just nodded and silently went back to his food.
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24 Hours Before Finding Out
The next day, you had woken up and luckily you didn’t feel any feelings of nausea, hopefully that was an indicator that today was going to be different from yesterday and you could enjoy your trip.
You got out of bed and made your way to the kitchen, you had a strange craving for orange juice which wasn’t normally your go to breakfast drink but you weren’t mad about it, seeing as the orange juice in the fridge was freshly squeezed.
You smiled when you poured yourself a tall glass and went to sit on the patio furniture outside enjoying the beautiful view.
You pulled your phone out, scrolling through TikTok. You tried to avoid TikTok because most of the time you’d see videos of your boyfriend or any sort of f1 content but today you gave it a chance.
So far it was going great until you saw a video of this creator explaining their battle with cancer and how they were finally in remission. You felt the tears gathering in your eyes but figured it was just your hormones and you being a sensitive person.
Then you moved from TikTok to Instagram and saw a post about puppy adoptions and suddenly you couldn’t hold the tears back and that’s how Lando found you, crying over your phone
“Babe what’s wrong?” He asked instantly pulling the chair next to you, rubbing your back
“These puppies, they’re all up for adoption” you told him, showing him the rescue centre’s instagram highlighting all the dogs they had up for adoption.
Lando found you the cutest for crying over dogs “Why are you crying though?” he asked still rubbing your back
You shrugged, wiping your eyes with the back of your sleeve “I don’t know, they just all look so cute and I want them to find their forever homes” you tried to explain why you were crying, even if you didn’t fully understand why.
“You’re adorable” he smiled at you “How about when we get back, we can try and organize an adoption event with the centre, I’m sure the attention from an f1 driver should help” he suggested.
He would do anything to see you smile even if that meant having to talk with his PR manager about organizing a puppy adoption event sponsored by McLaren.
The idea brought a smile to your face and you sniffled “Thats really sweet of you Lan” you told him
“We’ll get all those dogs adopted” you leaned over giving your boyfriend a hug. The tears had subsided which Lando was grateful for, he hated seeing you cry.
He hugged you back, kissing the top of your head “Anything for you sweets” he reassured you.
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After your moment, you and Lando joined the rest of your friends inside. You all enjoyed a nice breakfast together, then once the dishes were dealt with, you all went your own ways, everyone wanting to do something different.
You and Lando planned to go take some pictures around the area. That was one of the things that drew you two to each other, both having a passion for photography.
On your first date, you spent so much time sharing pictures and the stories that went with them so when you started dating, it became something you did together, whenever you could.
You were walking up to your room when Kika called your name. You turned looking in the direction of where your name had come, seeing Kika sticking her head out of her and Pierre’s room.
“Whats up? Is everything okay?” you asked as you approached their room.
“Yeah, I just was wondering if you had a tampon or a pad, I got my period and just realized I didn’t bring anything” she chuckled
“Oh yeah, I have tampons in my room. I’ll bring you a few to get you through until you can go to a local store” you told the girl, she smiled at you “Thank you, youre an angel”
You just smiled and then turned walking to your room, going straight to the washroom, to look through your toiletries bag. As you looked at the mini travel sized bag you brought filled with tampons, it hit you, you had never gotten your period.
You were supposed to get it right before the trip and the last few days of your period should’ve been the first couple days you were away but as you got ready for vacation, you still hadn’t gotten it which was why you brought a weeks worth figuring you’d end up getting it on the trip but you still hadn’t gotten it and that sparked a fear within you.
You quickly grabbed a few for Kika and closed the bag. As you turned to leave the washroom, you bumped into Lando “Oh sorry babe” you told him, you must’ve seemed frazzled judging by the expression Lando offered you
“Are you okay?” he asked “Oh yeah, just need to give something to Kika” you told him hiding the tampons behind your back.
Obviously Lando knew what a period was, having a mother, 2 sisters and a girlfriend, he was used to it and had they been for you, you wouldn’t have cared but you didn’t want to make Kika uncomfortable so you with held those details from him.
“Oh okay..well I’m ready to go whenever you want to go take some photos” he told you, offering you his typical Lando smile. You smiled, leaning up to kiss his lips “I can be ready in a few minutes” you told him once you pulled away.
Then moved around him, being sure he couldn’t see what was behind your back before leaving the room, walking to Kika’s. You knocked on the door, she answered almost immediately “You’re my lifesaver. I owe you” she told you once you handed her the tampons.
“Really glad you said that, I need you to get me something from the store whenever you go” you told her biting your bottom lip, something you did when you were nervous
“What’s up?” she asked
“Can you get me a couple pregnancy tests” you whispered, not wanting anyone to hear. Kika’s eyes grew in size “Woah, really?” she confirmed, you just nodded, not saying anything.
“Yeah of course. Want me to leave them in your suitcase while you’re out?” she offered
“That’d be great. Thank you” you told her
“Do you really think you’re” she started before gesturing to your stomach instead of saying the word
“Honestly I’m not too sure, it didn’t cross my mind until moments ago when I realized I missed my period” you explained, she nodded along
“Well you aren’t alone regardless of the results. We’re all here for you” she reassured you, you smiled at her words.
“Thanks Kika, I appreciate that” you told her “Anyways I should go and get ready, Lan and I are going to take some photos around the area, I’ll see you later” you told her offering her a goodbye before walking back to yours and Lando’s room.
You quickly changed into something clean, washed your face, tied your hair into a high ponytail and then slipped on your converse to go meet Lando downstairs.
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You and Lando ended up having an awesome time. You walked around and took plenty of photos. Yours were of the area, some of the locals, some of Lando, a good variety meanwhile Lando’s were mostly of you.
He called you his muse the first time you asked him why he took so many pictures of you but by now you had grown used to it and didn’t question it.
In the midst of walking around, you had grabbed a quick bite to eat at a cute cafe. You went with a fruit parfait and water, figuring it was the safest option not wanting to risk being sick.
After being out for a couple hours, you eventually made your way back to the villa. When you got back, you got a text from Kika after passing her in the kitchen.
Kika: ‘They’re in your suitcase, under a pile of bathing suits’
You quickly texted her back
Y/N: ‘Thank you. Now I owe you’
Kika: ‘If you end up having a girl, name her Francisca 😌’
You laughed, not answering her but rather hearting the message then going to find the tests.
When you walked into your room, you heard Lando in the washroom, so you checked your suitcase to double check where they were and then once you had confirmation, covered them back up.
You had plans with everyone to go out tonight so you wouldn’t be able to test until tomorrow. You weren’t sure how you were gonna avoid drinking tonight.
It’s not as if you were a heavy drinker, you just enjoyed doing shots while you were out and you could handle your alcohol well so nights out never phased you.
Tonight however to be cautious incase you were pregnant you had to avoid alcohol.
You sighed, so far this trip you had spent more time stressed out then relaxed and you weren’t sure how much more you could handle before you exploded from the uncertainty.
You heard Lando finishing in the washroom so you quickly grabbed an outfit from your suitcase before shutting it.
“I thought you were gonna join me in the shower” Lando said when he walked out, his curls wet from the water
“Sorry my love, I took too long trying to figure out what to wear” you lied, offering him a soft smile
“It’s okay, I can think of a couple ways you can make it up to me” he winked at you, you blushed.
“Your cheeky” you told him smiling as he laughed at your comment.
You quickly got yourself ready and then you made your way downstairs with Lando to meet everyone else. Once everyone was ready to go, you made your way to the local club.
On the way, Kika linked her arm with yours and walked a bit up from the boys.
“Did you test?” She asked in a low tone, you subtly shook your head
“I need your help tonight avoiding alcohol” you replied keeping your voice low
She nodded “Don’t worry, we’ll get you a mocktail at the bar and you can either sip on it through the evening or keep going back for the same one. Then with shots, we’ll tell the bartender to give you water” she explained still keeping her voice low, you offered her a small smile
“I don’t know what I would do if you weren’t here. You and Lily have both been the best” you exclaimed, Kika just smiled and gave you a side hug
“That’s what friends do” she told you.
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Once you got to the club, Kika went to get your drinks and made sure to tell the bartender the plan. The bartender was a female and without even having to explain why, somehow she understood and told Kika to always give you the shot with a rounder base.
So far everything had been going smoothly and once people became more intoxicated, it was easier to let loose and not keep up the show as much as you had been.
Surprisingly you were having a great time sober, just getting to dance with everyone and enjoy being with your friends, this was exactly what you needed and it took your mind off what you had to do tomorrow.
Currently you were dancing with Lando, his hands were on your waist and you could smell the alcohol on his breath. It didn’t bother you as much as you thought it would.
“Babyyyyy” he said into your ear due to the loud music
“Yes Lan?” You asked laughing at your boyfriends behaviour
“I love youuu” he told you stretching out the you. You smiled at him
“I know. I love you too” you told him running a hand through his curls, he closed his eyes enjoying the feeling
“Can we go back to our place, I just want to be alone with you” he told you, pulling you closer and nuzzling his face in your neck, breathing in your perfume.
“What about our friends?” You asked him, even though you knew they’d be fine and you wouldn’t mind alone time with Lando
“They’ll be fine” he said as he started kissing your neck, you shuddered a bit at the sensation.
“Don’t start doing that here or we won’t be able to stop” you told him even though you didn’t want him to stop
“I don’t want to stop” he said pulling his lips away to answer you before leaning down and kissing you.
You felt yourself getting weaker in the knees. This was the effect Lando had on you.
“Okay fine, let’s leave then” you said in between breaths, he smiled and then grabbed your hand, intertwining his with yours and carefully made his way to the door.
“Where are you going?” Kika asked as you passed her and Pierre
“Back to the Villa. See you later, stay safe” you told her quickly offering a wave over your shoulder
She chuckled “Children having a child” she muttered under her breath
“What did you just say?” Pierre asked his girlfriend
Kika didn’t think he had heard with the music “Nothing” she quickly said
“No I swear you said” he started but she stopped him before he could finish.
“Pierre just drop it for now. Please” she asked. The look they shared said enough. He nodded and then they went back to dancing.
She hoped he wouldn’t say anything further on the topic, her boyfriend had a tendency to spread gossip even if it wasn’t always intentional but hopefully this time, he’d keep it to himself.
Back at the Villa, you and Lando were having a great time and took advantage of the empty house, getting to be loud as you pleased. If you weren’t already pregnant, there’s a good possibility after tonight, you might’ve been.
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Moments Before Finding Out
The next morning, you woke up wrapped in the duvet and Lando. You smiled at how peaceful he looked. Then you remembered what you had to do and suddenly you felt the nerves creep back up on you.
You sighed and carefully got out of bed, being sure not to wake Lando. Thankfully he was a heavy sleeper when he had been drinking.
You crept over to your suitcase, finding the pregnancy tests and taking them to the washroom. You had googled that testing in the morning was the best time so that’s what you were doing.
You locked the door and then opened the first box. Taking the test and sitting on the toilet. You quickly peed on the stick and then placed it back on the counter, on top of a piece of toilet paper. You finished up and then pulled your sleep shorts back up and set the timer on your phone. Sitting on the edge of the toilet.
You closed your eyes trying your best to keep your breathing steady. Everything would be fine. Lando loved you and even if this was unexpected, he wouldn’t leave you, at least you didn’t think he would, he wasn’t like that. You did some more deep breaths until your timer went off and you quickly silenced it not wanting to wake up Lando.
You shakily stood up from the toilet and with your shaking hands, reached for the test and that’s when you saw, the two lines looking up at you, indicating you were pregnant.
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After Finding Out
After the first positive, you had to do the other 3 tests to be sure and of course those all came back positive. You put them back in one of the boxes and just stood there in shock.
You were pregnant. You were going to be a mom and Lando was going to be a dad. You wanted to cry but you also knew once you started you wouldn’t be able to stop.
You weren’t sure how long you stayed in the washroom until you heard Lando call your name, you knew you had to tell him now or else you’d drive yourself mad keeping it in.
You opened the door and made your way back to the bed. Seeing Lando sitting up rubbing his eyes, he must’ve just woken up.
“Lan, I need to tell you something” you told him biting your lip due to your nerves. He looked confused
“Is everything okay? Did something happen?” He asked as you made your way to sit next to him. You sat with your feet tucked under you
You reached for his hand “Nothing happened” you reassured him then took a deep breath before continuing
“I’m pregnant” you told him trying to keep your voice steady and calm not wanting to show your nerves, already knowing Lando would have plenty of his own.
“Sorry but I think I heard you incorrectly; did you say pregnant?” He asked rubbing his eyes to make sure he wasn’t dreaming.
You nodded your head, not sure what was going through his mind at the moment. You sat in silence for what felt like a lifetime, the longer the more nervous you got.
Lan was never speechless and this scared you “Lan please say something” you said, feeling yourself wanting to cry even more now
He must’ve sensed you were on the verge of tears “Baby I'm sorry, come here” he said opening his arms which you gladly accepted and buried your head in his chest, the tears finally leaving.
“It’s unexpected but it’ll be okay. We’ll figure it out together” he said rubbing your back “I love you and there’s no one else I’d want to have children with, I just thought it’d be a bit further down the road but this is okay. Baby’s are a good thing regardless of when they come” he told you.
You pulled away, wiping your eyes “So you aren’t gonna leave?” You asked as you hiccuped
“Not a chance. You’re stuck with me for life now” he told you smiling. You returned the smile finally feeling better.
You and Lando spent the rest of the morning cuddled up, talking about your baby, what you thought they’d look like, how they’d act, if they were a boy or a girl.
At some point you must’ve started to drift off cause you found yourself cuddled up next to Lando as he played with your hair, subconsciously your hand found its place on your stomach and Lando kissed your head.
He loved you and would do anything for you and now that meant your baby as well. The two of you were his world and he planned on spending the rest of his life making sure you both knew how much he loved you both.
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Distraction: Jason Todd x fem!reader
Summary : You can;t get over your ex and your best friend Jason is kind enough to be your toy to distract you from those thoughts.
warnings: SMUT! MINORS DNI!!, swearing and bad night choices.
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„Son of a ......!”
It was 2 AM. Y/N was hanging in her friend’s apartment since her own was kindly flooded by her neighbours and was currently awaiting renovation.
Yes, she was supposed to sleep, but instead she reached for that stupid phone and her stupid brain made her do things she definitely shouldn’t have done. Not only at this hour, but like ever.
“Stupid idiotic fucker!” she hissed again.
“What you doing, nerd?” Jason, freshly out of patrol and out of his Red Hood gear leaned on the doorframe observing her carefully with a stern expression.
“Don’t worry the word was not aimed at you. This time.” She smirked, not stopping angrily scrolling through the page.
Jason smirk grew even wider when he approached the couch and sat down next to her.
“Whose name are you typing…..?” he asked innocently but Y/N knew better than to fall for that.
‘None of your business…..” she muttered, but before she could finish the sentence he grabbed her phone and tossed her into the other room.
“JASON!!!” she jumped off the couch terrified by his action.
“Whose name were you typing?” he grabbed her by the waist preventing her from moving.
“WHAT THE FUCK!?” her inflaming enabled her to break free from his iron grip and she rushed to the bedroom immediately to assess the damage her phone sustained “what is wrong with you!?”
Despite her anger however, she could not beat the vigilante trained skills, speed and agility, so obviously Jason beat her in the race, quickly grabbing the device from the floor and holding it above her head easily while running through her DMs, texts and social media.
“JASON!!”
He had already found what he’s been looking for but it didn;t mean he was going to surrender that fastly.
“It’s a violation of privacy!!”
He didn’t let go. If anything his grip on the phone only grew harder as he stayed silent for the moment reading something, while his face was growing darker with every other message he came across.
“Give! It! Back!” poor Y/N was significantly lower than Jason so she tried to retrieve her property by jumping next to him like a little enraged kangaroo, yet failing miserably.
“You’re not getting this phone back anytime soon, Y/N.” he put the object on the highest shelf, completely out of her reach crossing his arms and looking at her sternly “You got some explaining to do.”
“Fuck….” She hissed
He said nothing, his blue piercing eyes focused on her, knowing well enough she would break soon. He could smell the guilt coming from the girl from a mile away.
“Fine!” she threw her hands in the air in frustration plumping on the bed, ruffling the sheets in the process. “Fine! I was stalking my ex. Kind of.”
“And why exactly would you do that?” he smirked but the intensity in his tone skyrocketed to 200 %. This was serious. Y/N was his friend. His best friend and the things she’s been doing lately was not good for her mental health. And he could not have that.
She sighed deeply and fell on the bed on her back facing the ceiling, knowing she lost this round. Once Jason set his mind to something he was not going to let go. And apparently what he said his mind to at this moment was getting the answer out of her. Obviously lying was not an option, cause he was like a human lie detector (which sometimes made her wonder whether it was another aftermath of the Lazarus Pit)
“come on, Y/N. tell me. You know I take those stuff personally.” Jason muttered falling on the bed next to her, on his stomach propping himself on the elbows so he could look at her face.
“Because my stupid mind won’t let me rest…..” she sighed, closing her eyes.
“Hey, you do realise I’m here right?” his gaze and voice softened a bit. He always appreciated when people were honest with him. “If you feel like venting, ranting or even just talking I’m your man. Just please, for fuck’s sake don’t sneak around pretending like you’re good when you do stuff that are far from good. I won’t have that”
“Yeah well my body won’t let me rest either……” she blurted.
“Your body?” he raised an eyebrow in surprise, getting a bit curious of what she was going to say next.
“Yeah and I can’t even use my toy here…..” she cut out, her eyes growing wide realising what she just said.
He smirked.
She blushed.
ShitShitShitShitShitShitShitShitShitShitShit…………………………………
“Oh, god… that came out wrong……”
“Oh no… please, continue.” he grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief
“Screw you, Todd…..” she grabbed a pillow, putting it tightly onto her face and letting out a frustrated groan. “You’re mocking very personal matters here!”
“Did you just say you’re lusting over your ex?” he grinned, not even trying to hide how hilarious this whole situation was to him.
“NO!” she jumped and sat up facing him, her face being a mix of fluster and outrage.
“Oh you so did!” his grin grew even wider
“Stop it!”
“You said and I quote – my mind and my body won’t let me rest. Can’t deny it now.” Jason scooted a little bit closer to her, clearly playing with her.
“I didn’t say I was lusting over my ex! I just…. do…… generally…..” Y/N muttered to herself but obviously he heard that loud enough.
“Oh, really?” Jason raised an eyebrow not ready to drop the teasing. “So it's a general attraction to the human body of your ex?”
“NO!”
“You sure….?” He trailed his tone changing into a bit deeper, more hoarse as he looked into her eyes.
“Yes…..?” she tried to be convincing but out of nowhere it came out a bit like a question. She couldn’t for the love of god figure out why that gaze of his got her shivering a little bit.
“So who is this person that you are attracted to…..?” he moved a little closer to her, grabbing her hand and playing with her fingers. “Do I know him, perhaps…..?” he leaned forward and whispered in her ear, his breath on her face and neck making her skin tingle.
“Stop it……” she warned, closing her eyes, wanting to push him away and end that silly little game they were playing, but finding herself completely unable to.
“Stop what, princess……?” he paused pulling back to look at her again, his eyes sparkling, corners of his mouth lifting slightly at the blush creeping on her cheeks. “The flirting? The closeness? Teasing you about your ex?”
“Jace……” she almost moaned as she felt the warmth radiating from his presence, so close to her, her body aching for his touch, his kiss, caress, anything. Poor girl didn’t even realise how touch starved she was since the break-up with her ex. Not until now.
“Y/N……?” Jason asked, his voice turning a bit more caring and serious as he watched her body tense and shiver and her breath hitching. “Y/N……, princess….. “ he cupped her cheek forcing her eyes on his face “How long has it been since the break up?”
“A… a couple months…..” she breathed out, her body getting a mind of its own, much to her embarrassment. It was truly pathetic to turn into a puddle just because of a sexual teasing from Jason Todd and a few caresses. She was too old to act like a silly teenager who’s been touched for the first time. But she just couldn’t help it.
The silence that fell between them when she stuttered those two words was deafening and she cursed herself internally. God, he wouldn’t let her live it down. He’ll make fun of her mercilessly and leave her alone to deal with the fire that’s currently burning inside her. The fire that she knew well enough couldn’t be satisfied with her toys of her fingers. And that realisation was overwhelming. Poor Y/N was barely holding herself from desperate whimpers. But she couldn’t have had Jason laughing at her current state.
“Y/N……” he whispered tenderly and she let out a gasp, shocked by both his tone and her body’s reaction to his tone. “Have you been lonely this whole time?” his hand on her cheek was slowly starting to burn and the fact that he begun rubbing her skin was surely not helping at all.
“Hmmmm…” she whimpered, her shoulders slumping.
“That definitely wasn’t a no…….”he grabbed her hand now and put it on his neck, letting her feel his body while simultaneously leaning forward to kiss her shoulder “I can change this whole lonely thing princess…..” his mouth moved a bit higher, trailing over her neck and moving to that sensitive spot just below her ear.
“I…..I……” she stuttered and let out a single, quiet and soft moan when the tip of his tongue trailed over her earlobe, involuntarily clenching her thighs as well, already needing friction. It truly was embrassing giving herself to him on a silver platter “ah….I ….think…..”
“Yes, Y/N, baby? What do you think……?” he muttered kissing her cheek now and not stopping there. ‘Because I think your body language speaks to me pretty…well..…. “ he grabbed her other hand and put it on his chest letting her caress his still clothed body, letting her imagination run loose. Allowing all her little fantasies to come in her head. She looked so anxious of where this was going and yet so eager at the same time, not stopping him, while her fingers played with the material of his clothes.
“I…..I need some distraction…..”
“A distraction, huh? his voice dropped another octave, on purpose obviously. Jason definitely knew how to use his voice for his benefit and it drew Y/N like a moth to the flame. His hands landed on her thighs travelling up as he made sure to use just enough strength to made her feel….
“Jace……” she couldn’t hold back another moan when those big strong hands reached for the hem of her shirt, lifting it just an inch to brush over her burning skin, that instantly covered with goosebumps, shiver running down her spine. Out of pure instinct she gripped his shoulders, her whole body moving slightly forward.
“I don’t need batteries, princess…” he murmured, grabbing her waist and pulling her on his lap in one swift motion not giving her any chance to object, not that she was going to. “I can be your toy……” his lips moved to the crease of her neck and shoulder, nibbling gently, enjoying all the little whimpers and moans she was making already and loving the way she was still fighting her own urges.
Jason wanted to break her, to give her good time, but he aimed to achieve that goal in a gentle way, thought the tender convincing, exposing her true needs. His hand slid though her hair, pulling her head back a little to move along her neck, licking the skin and getting another sound of pleasure.
“Ah…mmm…Jace…. It’s late….We’re both tired….. We shouldn’t....”
“come on, baby…..” now he was biting on her earlobe “ don’t fight yourself… you want this…. You need this. And most importantly…..you deserve it…… I’ve been there too, princess….. That's no shame.....Just let it happen.....”
Oh he was right….. He was so freaking right. And he knew it.
“I can give you this distraction you so desperately crave…..” he said while slowly laying her on her back, his body hovering over her “and so much more too….” She could feel his breaths against the nape of her neck. His body shifted so that he was lying on top of her, waiting for an answer.
“No feelings involved…… I don’t need feelings…..” she moaned
“No feelings…..” he whispered, slowly undoing the first button of her shirt, moving the collar aside and brushing his nose and lips over her collarbone.
“Shit…..” her back arched immediately.
“You want to feel me…..?” he kissed her briefly, giving her foretaste before pulling away and looking into her eyes “you sure you want no feelings involved?”
“Mmhh… yes… definitely. I don’t need falling.” Y/N was getting desperate, tired of his charades and the whole foreplay. “It’s just sex, nothing more……”
“Mhm…. Absolutely…. I’m just helping you out here….. with not thinking. With distracting you.”
He brushed his lips against her ear, his breath hot on her exposed skin. “What if I say it’s more than a distraction? What if I mean this? What if I say I want you and I need you?” He paused and she could feel his fingers gently running down her neck.
„Mhmhm......” she whimpered „I don’t need feelings.....”
„Okay than baby.....” he pressed his whole body weight onto her, lips finding the pulse point on her neck biting gently making sure to leave a hickey there, tip of his tongue flicking over the sting to ease the pain a bit. „Let’s forget about feelings..... It;s just physical release” he moved his hands, down her body, tracing the skin over the hem of her sleeping shorts. „you’re so tense baby.....” he brushed his nose down her clothed torso making her shudder „so tense, but I can ease that tension.....” his mouth hovered over the place his hands were tracing barely a minute ago.
And she couldn’t form a single word, just waiting and wishing and hoping he would make that sweet promise come true for her.
„Say it Y/N......” he kissed her stomach „Just say you want this and I can take care of the rest..... Do you want this princess?” his hands dived under her shirt, travelling all the way up to her breast, smirking when he touched her bare breast, squeezing the sensitive part of her.
„Mhmm.. shit!” she could feel the heat between her legs, the evidence of her wetness on full display since her shorts did nothing to hide it.
„Do....you.... want... this?” he teased mercilessly starting to play with her nipples.
„Yes......” she finally breathed out, her mind turning off
But it was not enough for Jason. He had to hear her beg for him. He was going to do everything she wanted but had to have his fun as well. So instead of fulfilling her needs he pressed his body more onto her, letting her feel how big and hard he already was. His lips hovered over hers, his fingers leaving her breast and moving to the lower buttons playing with them but not doing anything more than that
„That’s all I need to know, sweetness. Do you want this? Say it again.”
„Jace.....please.....”
He pressed his lips to hers, hard, brushing his hard on over her most sensitive part, smirking when she opened her legs a bit more and matched his movement.
It was only dry humping but they both knew how close to their limits of fooling around they were. Y/N was ready to beg for him and he was ready to surrender and finally shift all her attention to her body needs and not her thoughts.
„tell me you want me.....” he breathed heavily into her ear
„I..... I want you to help me out......”
„Oh, my sweet baby.... I’ll do so much more than that.....” he pulled her shorts down in one swift motion leaving her bottom completely bare, licking his lips at the view in front of him. „I’ll make you scream....” he spread her legs holding her thighs open so she wouldn’t dare changing position. „I’ll make you squirm and forget about your ex and whole world. I’ll give you the pleasure you never felt before.” he leaned leaned down and nuzzled his nose into her inside thigh, brushing it up to her most sensitive part, his eyes still focused on her, shining with lust and desire. „Tell me you want that.....” he licked the spot that was already aching for attention, the taste so sweat his eyes almost rolled to the back of his skull.
„YES!” she moaned, just that one tiny movement making her break completely.
She was lost.
Lost to him.
„Good girl....” he muttered getting down to business.
Before she realized what was happening, her legs were already on his shoulders and he was sucking, flicking and licking in all the right places focused only on making his previous words come true. He was going to make her feel as good as never before (and probably never after). It was not his intention to show off, but she knew that with all this skill he was currently presenting, making her clit burn and her whole body shiver he was going to wreck her for anyone else.
She moaned when he pushed against her folds.
She pulled at his hair when he started to eat her out.
He buckled her hips and practically fucked herself on his face when he add the fingers and started pumping in and out in a perfect pace, slowly, methodically pushing her to the climax.
She was reduced to the form of a moaning mess with each move, each brush, each caress.
„fuck....!” she scratched his scalp and he let out a groan sending a wave of pleasure through her pussy he was currently devouring „fuck... fuck, yes....!”
There was no more games, no more teasing. He was going to fuck her brains out. Just like she wanted, even though the poor girl had no idea what it meant when he first offered. She was going to remember his touch for a very, very long time, if not forever.
Their bodies took the steering wheel completely.
Y/N was begging and crying and sobbing.
Jason was giving and taking all at the same time, his cock throbbing in his jeans when he pushed her legs further apart and closer to her chest to get better access to her center.
God, she was delicious, Everything about her was perfect. Her body, her moans, her shivering, her pulling at his hair.... and god... her taste.
He had to keep his control to not cum in his pants at the thought he was the one making her feel like this. She was his. Everything about her was his at the moment and he was not going to waste any piece of his treasure.
It was perfect. Fucking perfect.
Except from one thing.
„Jace!!” she cried out, throwing her head back, ready for what was coming.
„No.....” he panted, pulling back and looking at her.
At that moment he didn’t look anything like the Jace she knew.
He looked like a fucking predator ready to take what he wanted.
What he needed.
And the way his eyes was so lust blown made her wanting, needy and even wetter. „No, princess. You’re not gonna come on my tounge or fingers... No..... I’m going to give you something so much better.
He practically ripped her shirt of her, exposing her completely, taking a second to enjoy her naked body on full display. Only for him. Just a second though, before throwing his own shirt away and attacking her chest.
She was on fire.
With the way he was biting all over her breasts with no mercy, rubbing, twisting and pinching her skin she just surrendered completely wrapping arms around him, digging nails into his back muscles only spurring him on with that gesture.
She wanted to beg for more, to cry, to scream his name but the intensity left her breathless, wordless, turned into a puddle with no words coming. The only thing she was capable of was panting and gasping, matching his movement, letting her body speak for her when he squirmed and flexed into his lips, tongue and teeth.
„J-J-J......”
„Yes.... I’m here baby....... Bet you could never get that with your toys, huh?” he sucked on her right nipple, twisting it with his tongue, abusing it, almost to the point of hurting but at this point of sexual drive and need she couldn’t care less, tangling fingers into his hair, pressing his head closer, wanting more and more...
He repeated the action with another nipple, making sure both of them were equally red and pebbled before releasing the other with a loud pop.
„how does that feel, baby?” he whispered „are you ready for the best part.....?” he didn’t wait for her answer, checking himself, his fingers brushing over her folds, gathering the slick and spreading it all over her entrance.
„Jace.... Jay.. please....please.....!
„Shhh, baby....” he pulled back to remove his jeans his hard and thick cock finally free, aching to dive inside her soft, warm and wet body. He grabbed the condom, opening it with his teeth while still looking into her eyes which turned her on even more and capably put it on.
He clearly had experience but it was not her worry of how many girls he had before. She only wanted his body, nothing more. That was what they agreed on. „I told you I’m your toy...... Now you can use me.....”
Jason didn’t waste another second taking her with one movement, bottoming out with ease, stretching her so deliciously they both moaned loudly at the feeling. But there was not time to rhapsodize. This was neither love nor intimacy to take any admiration breaks and whisper sweet nothigns to each other.
This was release and they only wanted to achieve the high.
So he started pushing without hesitation. In and out, in and out, fast, hard, relentlessly, the grip on her waist becoming so amazingly painful, definitely leaving bruises. His lips ended on her neck adding to the stimulation ready to give her all of him. Jason wanted her to feel every little thing she was missing for the last couple months.
But when his mouth travelled up and collided with hers his thought suddenly changed.
It was not just sex for him.
He didn’t just want to be her toy, her distraction.
He wanted her.
The warmth of her body, the tenderness of her touch, the taste of her soft lips, her moans and whimpers, yes.
But he also wanted her love.
And it was bad.
Cause that was not what she needed.
She said it: no feelings, no falling.
And the realization that he was not going to get what he wanted made him act erratic and a bit violent. He bit on her bottom lip, hard enough to draw blood, but not stopping even when the metallic taste of it invaded his mouth. If anything it only made him more predatory kissing her with desire, unspoken need and unprecedented urgency while his hips was snapping relentlessly and he kept thrusting inside her.
He could die like that from the intensity and judging by the way her body was shuddering from the building orgasm she was not opposed to doing the same.
But he couldn’t let her choke, forced to leave her mouth and allow Y/N to breathe, instead moving to kiss and bit her neck.
If he couldn’t have her as his girl he was going to take her as his lover and use the opportunity to the maximum possibility.,
„Y/n.....” he groaned biting the sensitive skin, almost ripping her throat open.
„Jace...!” she cried out in response.
She was getting so close, so close and yet still greedy for more. Each snap of his hips send the wave of euphoria through her body, the feeling incomparable with anything, her body moving in line with the pace he set. They were on a highway to release now and as we all now, you can't turn around on the highway. There';'s only one way.
Forward.
And so they did. Speeding up even more, biting, scratching, touching, going at rough animalistic pace, not caring, not thinking, focused solely on release, making the bed shake and crack repeatedly.
„Fuck....!” she moaned feeling everything all at once, raking nails down his back, arching her whole body, feeling the band inside her on the verge of snapping, her body so ready to cum. "fuck... so good....!"
„yeah... fuck indeed....” he gasped. "you feel amazing, princess....." but If she was still able to talk then he was definitely doing something wring and had to add to the pleasure.....
„AH! Jace....” he screamed when he focused some additional attention on her clit, rubbing it with the perfectly practised motion. „yes.... yes.... yes.... yes!!”
„Fuck.... Y/N......, baby.....”
„Yes...!!”
„Just let go baby.....” he breathed out. God please let her come before I finish first... Jason thought to himself.
He was never the religious one, but it seemed like this time his prayers were answered when Y/N’s body tensed and released, once she cried out his name, finally exploding around him and he wished he could fuck her raw and actually become one with her.
Maybe in another life.
This was only fucking.
And he was letting her use him until she found someone new.
But definitely not better than him.
Her body finally got what it desperately needed and he couldn’t hide the smirk while pulling out and getting rid of the condom.
However, maybe it was a good thing she didn’t see how full of his come it was, cause with her intelligence and ability to connect the dots, she would figure out that what they just did might have meant more to him than to her.
It was better she didn’t know.
Or at least that was what he was trying to convince himself of when he helped her clean herself up and wrapped her in a blanket, putting an arm around her and pulling her close to his chest.
And staying awake while she slowly fell asleep, feeling satisfied in safe in her best friend embrace.
She stopped thinking, for sure.
But his mind was only begging to work.
Against him.
But still - It was so much better she didn't know what he truly felt.
@miraculous-panic I'm sorry, I just felt the insuperable urge to post it immediately.
#jason todd x reader#red hood x reader#jason todd smut#red hood smut#jason todd x y/n#red hood x y/n
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alright first fic on this page, pls be nice. im really happy with it ! i think it turned out cute :)) i hope yall like it !
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“Ryomennn.”
You pulled on one of his draping kimono sleeves. Much like a small child would when wanting their fathers attention, but instead the only thing you crave is a simple glance from your lover. You dragged out the syllables of his name in hopes of annoying him enough to pull his piercing eyes to meet yours.
But the only reward you got for your efforts was a short huff from the large man, as he pulls the piece of white fabric from your fingers. You pouted, trying to come up with ways to get his attention. He’s been in such a sour mood since this morning.
He left the bed before kissing your forehead, didn’t bother pulling the covers back over you as you slept while he haphazardly rummaged through the room without a care in the world. You weren’t sure what had happened, or if you had done something but what you did know what that your patience was running thin and if you didn’t get some loving very soon you were going to go insane.
“Can you please just look at me?” You pouted, staring up at his intimidating side profile as he lounged on the large throne. The maids and servants did their very best to pretend as if they were none the wiser to the clear spat going on between the Lord and his Lady. But even you could see their curious eyes slinking between the two of you. Your pretty sure you heard a couple of them whispering on bets of how long this silent treatment of his was going to last.
“You are acting like a child.” His voice booms, making you flinch. You hadn’t heard his voice all day so the suddenness of his speech startled you. Quickly recovering from the scare, you huff. “Well I wouldn’t have too if you weren’t pretending I don’t exist.”
He simply rolled his eyes, crossing one set of arms as the other two laid loosing at his sides. The frustration was eating at you now, having gone hours without the affectionate gazes and gentle touches.
You were all too familiar with who Sukuna was, what he had done and what he continues to do. This air of indifference wasn’t new to you, but it had never been directed at you like this before. Like you were simply one of his concubines again and not his married wife.
The lump began growing in your throat and you felt the hot tears sting behind your eyes. Sighing, you stood. Usually you would need to ask for permission to be excused, but this time you simply couldn’t be bothered. Half convinced he wouldn’t even notice you leaving. Dusting off your kimono, you turned to leave the large throne room but before you could even take two steps you felt the familiar weight of an arm curling around your waist.
Effortlessly, he lifts you with one arm. Situating you soundly between his crossed legs. A confused noise left your lips as you looked up at him. His arm wound tightly around you still, not tight enough to hurt but enough for you to realize that you certainly weren’t going anywhere anytime soon.
“Where do you think your going, woman?” He asked, a twinge of venom sculpting his words as he looked down at you. The eyes you had been wanting to meet yours since the wee hours of the morning. But instead of them being filled with a soft love reserved for you and you alone. You were met with a cold gaze, nothing soft swirling within those piercing red eyes.
It only served to make the lump that had lodged its way into your throat larger, and the tears to threaten to spill onto your cheeks. But you wouldn’t take the embarrassment, a fear of his reaction settling deep in your gut. If you were to start crying now who knows what he would do? Throw you out? Mock you?
You closed your eyes, hoping to take a minute to swallow the lump in your throat to keep your voice from shaking. But before you could even take a breath, his voice rang out again.
“Look at me.”
His voice, albeit, was softer than before. With the way he had been acting all day, it only made your heart clench. Slowly, you opened your eyes. Met with his once again, the familiarity settled into your bones as you saw the love swirling within the deep red.
“It didn’t seem as though my presence was wanted, so I was going to remove myself, Sukuna.” You turned your head stubbornly, crossing your hands over your chest. A pout grew on your lips and he sighed. Clearly miscalculating how his poor mood would affect you. If the use of the old honorific was anything to go by. You only used that name for him when you were attempting to get under his skin. After you both had married, he had been very clear to call him by his name or nothing at all.
His large hand cradled your chin and turned your gaze back onto him. Your eyes now glazed over with unshed tears, as he lowered his head to yours. A luxury only you got to experience, the King of Curses. No one would ever dream of him lowering his head to anyone yet here you are.
As he rests his large forehead onto yours, lips brushing over eachother. You felt the tension melting from your shoulders and the frustration loosening in your throat. But with this relaxation opened the floodgates behind your eyes and the tears began pouring down your cheeks.
“There we go,” He spoke, barely above a whisper, “Let it all out, little one.”
One hand stayed firm on your chin, not letting you move your head an inch. Wanting to watch your tears cascade down your face. Two of his hands laid on your waist, rubbing soothing circles into the flesh there. His final hand cupping your cheek, rubbing his thumb gently over the tears that fell.
“You are so mean, Ryo.” You pouted wetly, attempting to shake yourself from his intense grasp. Still trying to hold on to the anger that was slowly slipping from your being.
“I’ve been very mean, haven’t I?” He voice took on an almost mocking lithe, a patronizing tone that willfully went over your head. His presence filled your every sense, his strong musky scent filled your nose, his hands burned sweetly into your skin. It clouded over your mind, and as the tears slowly dried on your face. Your body slowly went limp with exhaustion of the emotional day.
The hand on your back pushed you forward, head first into his waiting chest. His arms closing in around you and you comfortably situated into his chest.
“Right where you belong.” He murmured, pulling your face forward planting a wanting kiss on your lips, returning your head back to its original place. His lips gracing the crown on your head as your eyelids fluttered shut. Your breath evening out as you found solace in his embrace, snuggled close to your love.
Even though he has a funny way of showing it, you know he loves you too. At least, loves you in the only way he knows how.
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Nothing kills me more than the fact Bruce’s reaction to seeing Branch is to literally pick him up, toss him in the air, give him a wet Willy then proceeded to try to “attack” him before Poppy stepped in
I struggled to go about these properly ; I love the fact he is a dad and I absolutely love Brandy and his insane (pos) kids, I like to think Brandy is a-okay Bruce was with someone else, much as he’s a-okay with her being with to others as well it’s a mutual thing between them
“Oh sorry a Wet William”
I headcanon his to be 6’0 btw !!
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. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ First time meeting ࿐ྂ
‗ ❍ He is pretty laid back, I mean come on, he owns a vacation style restaurant and surfs
‗ ❍ very attentive to you, being a father does help, eyes always locked onto yours, arms on his hips in fists, body facing you, overall just making sure you know he has his full attention
‗ ❍ gosh he’s so interested in whatever you’re saying, ranting babbling
‗ ❍ of course you knew him while he was in brozone, and you couldn’t help be a little excited and all over the place, he just smiles oh so fucking sweetly at you
‗ ❍ UGH he just nods and is so fucking polite listening to you
‗ ❍ once you’re done your overall hyperness and shock, he would pull you into a side hug and just hug you gently
‗ ❍ fuck I know he would introduce you to brandy and his kids, smiling up at her and her smiling at you
‗ ❍ he would so totally cook for you too
‗ ❍ teach you to surf
‗ ❍ loves sitting on the beach at a fire with you
‗ ❍ so let’s you play with to his hair
‗ ❍ dad jokes, you cannot escape them no matter how hard you try
‗ ❍ he’s pretty strong too, nearly rivals JD’s strength, I mean come on he definitely picks his kids up every once in a while so he has to be strong to do that
‗ ❍ this man is so easily riled up and persuaded into doing things even if he doesn’t want to - mean did you see how quick his kids and poppy got him to sing? All because he was flabbergasted that his kids didn’t believe he was popular - yeah you do that to him a lot because it’s funny AND HE IS OKAY WITH IT
‗ ❍ sings to you whenever you ask, used to just get a private thing, but it’s anywhere and anytime you want it to be now
. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Him crushing on you ࿐ྂ
‗ ❍ he knew immediately, had the conversation with Brandy as soon as he figured those feelings out - she was all for it, she found you attractive and a good person to bring into the relationship, plus you were good with their kids
‗ ❍ THEY HAD AN EXTREMELY HEALTHY CONVERSATION WITH YOU ABOUT IT AND GAVE YOU ALL THE TIME YOU NEEDED TO FIGURE IT OUT
‗ ❍ once you made your decision, Bruce was over the moon, he smiled so big his eyes squinted up and his fangs on full display for you as his tail wagged behind him fast - he felt like a teenager all over again
‗ ❍ holds your hand whenever he can - all the time
‗ ❍ always watching you
‗ ❍ eye contact is so more intense
‗ ❍ still takes it slow though- it is different being married and having a partner so none of you guys made it official yet
‗ ❍ explains he would appreciate it if you and Brandy knew each other more - who wouldn’t? She would be an amazing friend to have
‗ ❍ always ALWAYS looking around the room, everywhere to make sure he can see you
‗ ❍ makes you a matching necklace with him
. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Getting together! ࿐ྂ
‗ ❍ it would take a LONG time to get together, roughly 5 months at least
‗ ❍ he would take you out on a nice beach date
‗ ❍ picnic, singing, him playing a guitar
‗ ❍ then he would ask you
‗ ❍ though he would treat you the same way before, you just had a label
‗ ❍ still touchy as ever
‗ ❍ hugs you so tightly whenever
‗ ❍ takes 3 weeks from getting together to finally get a forehead kiss, and a palm kiss
‗ ❍ two more weeks to get one on the lips - kind of sloppy with it since he’s not used to kissing someone his size - fangs shoved against your mouth but you know it’s not his intention to bother you with them
‗ ❍ his claws are trimmed down too! So he doesn’t hurt his wife, kids or you
. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Random things! ࿐ྂ
‗ ❍ tail is on the floor like JD’s just a bit smaller, the tuff of fur at the end lays on the floor while JD’s tail drags behind him a good couple feet
‗ ❍ I KNOW he slaps while on the grill
‗ ❍ hates oranges and lemons, but still takes them to eat from his kids plates and the kids think he loves them - doesn’t care to correct them on that because he loves seeing how happy they get to give them
‗ ❍ draws in his free time, really honed the skills as he draws with his kids
‗ ❍ NAPS, loves them, enjoys holding someone while doing it, especially you since he won’t be crush and he so desires to curl around someone to protect them
‗ ❍ he really does love his Brothers even JD, he still does have some resentment about the events of them splitting apart, but, he’s learned to let it go, they were going, dumb and stressed out ; he has always witnessed the change in JD - he just hides it because he’s the oldest - he understands the struggle needing to appear happy and fine for people
‗ ❍ painted nails all the time because of his kids !!
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Tagging: @n3rdy247
Since you asked for these 🫶 it’s sfw for now as I’m still trying to figure them out!!
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Nice blog! You wouldn't mind if I took a little chomp out of it yeah? :D
Mmmmm can I request France,Germany,England, Prussia and Russia with an s/o who really likes there accent and voice. S/o would listen to them talk all day just to hear there voice/accent? There just mesmerized by it.
Much appreciated partner and have a great day🙏🙏‼️‼️🔥🔥⁉️⁉️🪑🪑🪑🪑
(France, Germany, England, Prussia & Russia x Reader) S/O that loves their accent!
(Gender Neutral) Headcanons ~ A/N have fun eating my blog but beware. Theres poison sometimes :)
Trigger Warning: None, just fluff!
Oh, you do not need to tell him that. He knows. And he adores how obsessed you are with just his voice. Don’t worry, he won’t tease you too bad
But expect to be woken up a couple of times by him reading you love poems in French. Actually, he’s doing that all the time. Anytime that he can speak to you in French, he’s doing it.
“My beautiful language for a beautiful person, no?”
It’s also pretty obvious that he exaggerates his accent for you. Sure, he’s been speaking English for centuries, but you’d never guess that from how he talks to you. It’s a little childish, but he just can’t get enough of your face whenever he says anything even remotely romantic in that silky voice of his.
Whenever he catches you staring, he can’t do anything but grin, promising himself that he’ll spoil you sometime soon for being so cute.
Ludwig has never really liked his own voice that much, so at least someone does for him. He always complains it’s too harsh and too loud. And years of people judging him for his accent didn’t help that…
But he trusts you completely. If you say you want to hear him, he’ll talk as much as you want. But since you’re not giving him a prompt, you’re hearing about 1870s train logistics. He doesn’t make the rules.
He would try to be all affectionate and sweet like you want him to… but that is really not his forte. He tries! But you’ll just both end up blushing and stuttering and getting nothing done then. If it’s just his handsome accent you want though, you’re all good. He can make a manual on building an IKEA chair sound hot.
He’d rather hear YOU ramble than do so himself. Even if he does love how adorable you are when you’re so infatuated with him.
No surprise there. You’re not the first partner of his to love his voice, and you won’t be the last. Luckily that means he’s got a whole lot of experience, so he knows exactly what to say to melt your heart.
“Come on, Darling, don’t look at me like that. Why don’t we get out of here, just me and you? How about that, Love?”
He’s not much for rambling, much less talking about himself, but he can absolutely fulfil your need for his voice elsewhere. A lot of your nights spent together will be him reading some ancient novel to you, his voice soothing as ever, until you inevitably fall asleep cuddled up next to him.
He must admit, he loves having that power over you. Being able to make you fall in love with him using nothing but his words? You’re just so cute, he can’t resist flustering you on purpose.
Well, of course you do! He’s spent centuries making sure he sounds hot as hell! But… you’re being serious right? You aren’t annoyed by how high-pitched he can get? Ok, thank god.
He is so excited once you tell him that. It’s hard to stop himself from immediately teasing you about it. After all, there isn’t a single sight that’s cuter to him than your pretty face all lost in love for him.
If you’re ever feeling down, he tries to distract you by simply telling you a long, overly complicated story from his past. Which, with those purple eyes fixed on you and a goofy smile plastered across his face, all the while his voice drips with accent, it’s hard to not get distracted.
He loves talking about himself anyway. It’s a good thing you like hearing him. Most people don’t. But that’s just what makes you two meant to be <3
Oh, you like his voice? He’s confused. You’re being serious? … why?
The poor guy is really insecure about his voice. He worries his accent is too strong, too ugly, and his voice is way too high-pitched. It seems like no one likes when he talks… they say he’s rude and weird. So… your adoration for him and how he speaks is a real shock.
Whenever you ask him to talk more, he gets all embarrassed and doesn’t know what to say! Especially if you compliment his accent, then he just freezes up and dismisses you. Anywhere you are, he’ll start talking all quietly and cover his face with his hands. But you can still see him blushing underneath them…
But once he’s used to it, he loves just narrating the things he’s doing. Sometimes you’ll wake up and come downstairs to see him coming up with some silly song about the breakfast he’s cooking you. Learning that you like hearing him has definitely made him include stuff like that in his daily routine.
Plus, now when he wants a reaction out of you… he’ll lean into it. Rolling his r’s dramatically, whispering to you in Russian… when he wants to be, he’s quite a tease.
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Part 2 of this headcanon which was bouncing around my head and which @redwolf0413 freed
Alastor, for all he rags on Lucifer for being upset with him for what dream!Al, does the same. Or, well he’s only really done it once but the drama he caused was far more than any the blond had. The dream in question was one where Lucifer ended up being charmed by Vox, stopped supporting Alastor, and trash-talked several topics that Alastor trusted him with.
The deer demon was livid about it. It didn’t matter that he knew the king wouldn’t use those things against him. It didn’t matter that Vox was quite literally the person he was angry about Alastor interacting with. Doesn’t matter that no longer supporting him would hurt Charlie. None of it matters. He was just angry.
So angry that he, much like his partner, refused to talk and was very snippy with everyone else. But he is aware that he’s being hypercritical which is part of why he refuses to talk. Eventually, someone makes a comment comparing his behavior to Lucifer’s and he stiffens, which gives him away. Lucifer is a little annoyed about this. Because he knows how it feels, and it makes sense but at least he tells Alastor so they can fix it. After several attempts to get it out of him, the others give up. Alastor clearly isn’t going to be talking to them anytime soon. Charlie makes up an excuse to send the pair of them off to an empty part of the Hotel, hoping that if it's just the two of them, Alastor will talk.
They get to the room they’re supposed to be setting up. Alastor is still ignoring the king. Lucifer is getting exasperated. Neither of them noticed the drone outside the window. Why is there a drone you might ask?
Well, this is after the accidental broadcast incident and Vox is determined to find out who this mysterious fake rival is.
Lucifer is behind a pillar, putting up décor, so he’s not in frame. Alastor is because he’s a drama queen who refuses to help. Lucifer finally gets him to talk by mentioning how he’ll do anything in his power to fix whatever dream!him did. Alastor immediately lets it out and snaps about what happened.
Vox scrambles to turn the audio on the drone, cursing Velvette for convincing him that he was being dumb having them at full power and completely on at all times. By the time he gets it working, and the drone close enough to hear, Alastor is finishing his rant. “And that is the kind of slight I cannot forgive!” Vox is thrilled. If this is the supposed worthy rival, they’re screwed up really badly! Worse than even Vox had when they had their falling out.
He can’t hear the other person, and seriously? Again? Do they have some kind of muffle voice magic?
“Well yes, I know it’s a misunderstanding! But it’s still unforgivable! …. Yes, he is. I know! I am well aware that I am not being reasonable! Do you think I’m happy about it?…… No, but……. I suppose you're right. What? No comment about how you're right?…. That’s sweet of you. You are disgustingly sweet, you know that?…… Hmmm yes, you did promise that, didn’t you? A risky thing, to promise to do anything to fix this….. What if I asked you to swear to me, with a binding promise, not to interact with him?…. It is not unreasonable!…… Well fine, I suppose never interacting is extreme. How about never taking his side?…… When would that even happen?….. Oh! I do like that wording! Yes, a binding promise for that will do.”
Vox is outraged. How dare Alastor do this? Agree to forgive something he swore he never would, letting the perpetrator have a say in the terms of forgiveness. To be so open and willing to explain why he was upset with them.
Things he had never given Vox the chance to do. He’s furious, and shorts out the power, as well as the drone. This draws RadioApple’s attention, and they go to tell the others. Alastor, feeling much better though still mad at Vox, volunteers to visit the Vees to see what they’re up to. Velvette calls Vox when the Radio Demon gets there, unaware that she should handle the situation. Vox comes up and just starts screaming at the other.
When it becomes clear that the other Overlord has no clue who the other person in the conversion was nor why they were fighting Alastor laughs, pleased, and leaves. Vox is still having his meltdown. Velvette regrets her decision to not just deal with Alastor herself.
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summary: stuck at school after forgetting to bring your umbrella, you meet the ace soccer player everyone has been raving about and he offers to help you get home
word count: 1.6k
content: gn!reader x chigiri hyoma, fluff, bookworm reader, running is not for the weak, a hint of comedy if you squint
author's note: I said I wasn't going to write another one for a while cause of school but this idea suddenly popped up in my head and I ended up writing it in one sitting when I had some free time last night.
You didn’t expect it to be raining this hard right now. The weather app you checked earlier today said it would be cloudy at most, so you didn’t bring an umbrella. You’re currently standing behind the school’s door, taking cover.
You stayed back today for some additional studying for one of your classes. When you got done and were making your way to the school's front gate, it started pouring hard, leaving you with no choice but to run back into the school’s building.
“It’s really pouring down. It doesn’t look like it’ll stop anytime soon either.” You thought. This starts making you feel a little stressed. You had to be home before 7 to help your parents with some errands and this rain is going to delay you for possibly who knows how long. Pacing back and forth the door, you start brainstorming on ways you can make it back on time with this storm. However, no solutions were coming to your mind. You didn’t have an umbrella, you only had this thin school uniform cardigan, and your backpack was too heavy to be carried above your head. You start thinking of just making a run for it but your house is like 15 minutes away by walk.
“Ughh, seriously.” You grumbled and that’s when you saw another person walk up to the door and peek out the windows. If it wasn’t for how famous he was around the school, one could mistake him for a girl at first. The long, silky red hair was styled up with a braid on one side. He had long lashes and marbled red eyes. Of course, only those pretty features could belong to none other than Chigiri Hyoma, the ace soccer player. You never got the chance to talk to him around school due to the fact that he was always busy with soccer or was too into his own thing for anyone to interrupt him. That didn’t stop others from trying to befriend him though. There was always someone wanting to create that special friendship with him. He was kind you guessed. Or should one say, he was indifferent? Yes, he was kind in regards to the way he responded to people and helped out whenever he needed but you’ll never catch him being the first to reach out to anybody. He talked but kept his distance.
“Hm, I didn’t bring my umbrella today.” He said as you see him digging into his bag.
“I forgot to bring mine too.” You said, striking a convo.
You’d be lying if you said you never wanted to talk to Chigiri Hyoma. There’s this enchanting aura around him that one just can’t help but be drawn into. However, you never wanted to disturb his peace. To you, it felt like the two of you were in different leagues. There wasn’t really a need to talk to him even though you wanted to. You figured there just wasn’t anything you both had in common. You two were too different.
“Really? I guess we’re stuck here for a while.” He replied and sat down on the floor near the door. He then proceeded to take out a book and read. You gasp at the sight because he’s reading one of your favorite books.
“You know that book?” You eagerly asked with fleeting hints of excitement.
“Yeah, I take it that you do too?”
“It’s one of my favorite books! And the author is one of my favorite authors.”
“Oh? This is my first novel from this author. It’s really good so far. Can you give me recommendations for their other work?”
“Of course!” You exclaimed and gave him a list of all the books you enjoyed by that author.
“Thank you. I’ll get to these soon after I finish this one first.”
“I didn’t know you enjoy reading novels, Chigiri.”
His eyes widen at this and his expression starts turning bashful. “Sorry, this is really embarrassing on my part. I apologize but… Have we met before?”
That’s when you realized, you had just addressed him by his name already when you both haven’t even introduced yourselves yet. Embarrassed, you try to find a good explanation so you don’t look like some weird stalker or fangirl to him.
“No, sorry! We haven’t met before! I’m sorry for addressing your name right off the bat like that when we haven’t even introduced ourselves. I’m not a stalker I swear! It’s just…. hard not to know who you are when everybody around me talks about you… I’m sorry again.”
“Ah, I see. No worries, there’s no need to apologize. It’s nice to meet you, uhm…?”
“Y/n! I’m L/n Y/n.”
You joined and sat in front of him and the two of you began to chat a bit more, mostly about the novels you both have read and you were surprised to learn that Chigiri and you actually share something in common. He didn’t seem like the type to be into reading. You always thought soccer was all he ever thought about.
Getting carried away by the unexpected conversation with the red-haired boy, you started to lose track of time until a notification from your phone reminded you of the time.
“Ah! The errands!” You yelped and quickly got up.
“So sorry, Chigiri. I gotta run some important errands for my parents at home.”
“But it’s still raining hard outside.”’
“I know but it’s really urgent. I guess I just have to walk home in the rain.”
“You’ll catch a cold like that.”
“Yeah, but still-“
“I have an idea.”
“Oh?”
“Are you up for some running?”
Silence immediately fell after he asked that. Is he serious? Running? With him? That’s like the Tortoise and the Hare except the tortoise actually doesn't win the race this time.
You blinked at him, baffled. “… Don’t tell me you want me to run with you. You are aware of your capabilities compared to others right?”
He laughs at this. “I know. Don’t worry, I won’t run too fast. I’ll match your speed.”
“Then that’s a walk, Chigiri.”
To that, he gave a belly laugh which made you blush a little because even his laugh was pretty too.
“I know you can run, Y/n. Here’s the plan, we’ll run and take cover at any nearest cover we find and continue to the next cover we find. That way, we won’t get as wet. Just be careful because the roads can be slippery.”
“That sounds like a good plan. Okay, fine. I’ll run.”
You two open the school’s door and scan around the area. The school gates were up ahead and near the school gate was a bus stop shelter. You pointed at it and said, “There. That can be our first cover.”
“Good, let’s go,” Chigiri said and on a count of 3, you both started running towards it. He said he was going to match your speed. He probably is trying to match your speed but without even applying any effort into his running, he still runs abnormally fast. It’s more like he has to put in effort if he wants to match your speed instead. You weren’t a slow runner, more average you would say but compared to someone like Chigiri, it’s beyond slow.
To no one’s surprise, he made it to the cover first and you soon followed, 4-5 seconds behind.
“What a way to match my speed, Chigiri.”
He sheepishly rubs the back of his neck before saying, “Sorry, I tried.” And you couldn’t help but laugh at that.
“It’s fine. It was expected anyway. Let’s find our next cover.”
“That one over there.” He pointed at a shop nearby with an awning cover.
“Okay. Ready, one, two, three!” You both start to sprint again but before you have the chance to run, Chigiri reaches over to your hand and grabs it, pulling you along with him as he runs. Your head does a hard whiplash at the sudden jolt of speed and you nearly yelp at how fast you suddenly had to run.
“Chigiri! Ahh!” You yelled out.
He managed to successfully drag you to the shop faster than you can ever imagine. You were panting at this point after having to match his speed. He releases his grip and lets you crotch down for some rest.
“If I can’t match your speed, you’ll have to match mine.”
“That’s not how it works?! I’m human!”
“… I am too, Y/n.”
“This was a mistake. I knew it was a bad idea as soon as you brought up running.” You said through pants. Man, were you tired but you have to admit, this was really fun. It’s just something about running around in the rain with someone that gives you that giddy feeling. It’s so cliché but it’s so fun. You let out a laugh at this thought.
“Finally rested up? I found our next cover.”
“Heh. Chigiri, Thank you. This is really fun. We should do this again sometimes.” You suggested. You wanted to do something like this again with him. You felt happy. Happy that you finally got to talk to the Chigiri Hyoma that everyone always raves about. Happy that you two actually have something in common and learning he was much more than just soccer. Happy that he genuinely seemed like he enjoyed your conversations and that it wasn’t forced upon him.
“We can’t be doing this every day now. I’ll catch a cold and that’s not good for a soccer player… But I don’t mind doing something like this again. Without the rain.”
You look up at him after he said that and chuckle. He looks down at you and cracks a smile.
“Ready now? I’m not slowing down for you this time.”
“Bring it on, princess.”
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Magic Divide - Arthur Pendragon (Part 2)
Arthur x Fem!reader
Warnings: none
Word count: 2,554
Summary: Now in Y/n’s kingdom Arthur has some making up to do.
Authors Note: Maybe a part3 ? I’m thinking about it. Like Arthur see her do magic and getting to understand it.
Masterlist
BBC Merlin Masterlist
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It didn’t take them more than a day and a night to reach Valmore. As soon as they reached the city Morgana quickly caught eyes on Y/n. She jumped off her horse and practically ran over to the y/h/c-ed girl, everyone else followed in Morgana’s direction.
“Y/n!” Morgana yelled out happily.
“Morgana?” Y/n questioned with a furrowed brow as she turned around to fcae where she heard her name called from. Upon seeing who she thought she heard calling her name. Y/n moved away from her knights, handing her horse's reins off to one of them, meeting Morgana halfway in a hug. “What are you doing here?”
“You said to visit anytime.” Morgana smiled at the princess.
“I know I did. I just didn’t think you would so soon. Don’t get me wrong I’m happy you're here. All of you” Y/n smirked happily to have them in her home. Her gaze went across everyone but it lingered a little longer on Arthur before she cast her eyes down.
“What happened to your arm?” Merlin asked with a worried expression after everyone had greeted eachother with smiles.
With Merlin's question, all of them turned their eyes to Y/n’s arm. Noticed the not so pretty gash on her bicep. It was obviously healing and had been stitched up nicely.
“Oh, this?” Y/n pointed to her upper right arm. She shrugged, compared to other injuries she’s had this was a cakewalk. “Happened when I was training. Hadn’t done it in so long I botched a move and well this happened.”
Everyone felt shocked at how she addressed her wound as nothing. But then Arthur spoke up. “Are you ok?”
Y/n looked up at the blonde prince again and nodded before answering. “Yeah, I’ve had worse. Especially when it comes to training.”
Arthur nodded in understanding but it didn’t stop his concern.
“Was it a sword? Or-” Leon asked wondering what made the slightly jagged cut.
“No, no. Swordfighting I wasn’t rusty at.” Y/n shook her head at the young knight. “This came from hand to hand combat. Kind of- a few moves I was rusty at which made me mess up and fall. This cut I got from a very sharp nasty rock.”
Leon nodded in understanding. Gwen stepped forward with a worried look before she asked. “You’ve had worse? That bruise on your upper back looks horrid.”
The others had to agree the bruise looked worse than the healing cut.
“Oh, if only you’ve seen how into it we can all get when it comes to hand to hand.” Y/n smiled letting out an amused laugh. Things were different here than in Camelot. “We go full out. No holding back. Lots of dislocations, torn muscles, cuts, all of it.”
“Women fight?” Gwaine raised his brow in shock and it showed on his face.
Y/n smirked at their shocked faces, so she continued to explain. “In my kingdom, women are warriors, Knights, fighters. We don’t discourage women from wanting to join in on those kinds of things. We encourage them.”
“But the princess?” Lancelot raised one brow in a teasing manner, having seen her fight before unlike most of the others.
“Haha, Lancelot.” Y/n playfully glared at him. “Yes, even the princess. I should know how to defend myself and my kingdom, and my people.”
Y/n spared a glance to Arthur, trying to read his feelings on the words she had said.
“Well, we should probably go up to the Castle.” Morgana suggested with a proud smile on her face. She truly wished she could spend some time in Valmore, enough to learn skills in combat. Maybe even something more magical.
“Yes. I bet you're all tired from the journey. Follow me and my knights. We’ll escort you.” Y/n nodded in agreement to Morgana’s words.
Y/n headed over to her horse, as she went to get up Arthur noticed a slight grimace came across her face as she mounted her horse.
“Do you need some help?” Arthur asked stepping closer to just in case her arm gave out as she pulled herself up onto the saddle.
“No, I uh. I get it.” She answered flustered to having him so close after so long of being apart. Once she was up on the horse she looked down at Arthur with a small smile on her lip. “As I said, I’ve had worse injuries than this. They’ve never stopped me before.”
With that said Y/n escorted her friends from Camelot up to the castle. Once they got their Y/n and her knights took them into the throne room where her parents were currently. After getting them arrangements to stay for as long as they want. With that everyone was shown to their rooms.
It was the next day when everyone decided to do some training in the morning. Some from Camelot had come down to watch Y/n train.
And she wasn’t kidding when she said they trained hardcore.
“Should she be fighting with her arm?” Merlin asked out to anyone that would give him an answer. He winced as he watched his friend fight.
“No.” Arthur answered leaning against the waist high wall. He to was concerned about her but she could hold her own, he knew that. Arthur was more concerned about her fighting and breaking open the freshly healed wound. “No, she shouldn't be, Merlin.”
“Well, are you just going to stare and watch her or go over and talk to her?” Morgana spoke giving Arthur a knowing look.
Arthur glanced Morgana's way before turning his attention back to Y/n. “She’s in the middle of a fight. She needs to concentrate on that.”
“Y/n wasn’t kidding when she said they don’t hold back.” Leon commented as he to watched the training.
Gwen agreed. “Yeah. They really go hard at one another.”
“She’s fighting with men.” Lancelot stated impressed.
“And winning.” Morgana stated proudly.
“She can hold her own.” Merlin nodded in agreement before asking Arthur another question. “When are you going to talk and make up.”
“When I can get her alone.” Arthur told him refraining from rolling his eyes.
“Good luck with that. She’s always surrounded by her knights.” Merlin countered with a tilt of his head.
“They're her friends.” Gwen tried to defend but Morgana cut in wanting to join in on Merlin’s pestering of Arthur.
“Their also men.” Morgana smirked. There were a few girls as well but if she wanted to get at Arthur. Mention all the other men around the girl he loves.
Merlin sucked in a breath in a teasing manner. “She seems very close to knight Jon and Knight Wardlow.”
“I get it okay?” Arthur snapped at them. He didn’t need to be told what he was seeing with his own eyes. Not that he’d admit it but he did feel jealous.
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It was the next day that Arthur found a moment to get Y/n alone to talk.
“Y/n!” Arthur yelled after her down the hallway.
“Arthur.” Y/n said as she turned around to look at the prince as he came to a stop in front of her.
“Can we talk?” Arthur asked and he glanced nervously to the knights that were beside her.
Y/n stood still just watching him for a moment before giving him a ‘yes’ nod.
“You gonna be okay?” Knight Darby asked the princess with a look Arthur couldn’t decipher.
“Yeah. I’ll be fine.” Y/n nodded sending Darby a grateful nod for checking first. She was indeed close with her knights and when she came back she had told them what had happened. So they were on edge about leaving her alone with the prince of Camelot.
“If not just yell out. I won’t be far.” Knight Jon stated with narrowed eyes pinned on the young prince. Which was very intimidating to Arthur. He’d seen the man fight, he was pure violence.
“Hmmm” Wardlow hummed and nodded in agreement with his fellow knight and friend. Y/n nodded as the 3 men walked to the end of the hallway not so subtly watching.
“What is on your mind Prince Arthur?” Y/n asked shifting on her feet.
“Can we talk in private?” he sighed not feeling comfortable being watched with what he wanted to talk about.
“Of course.” Y/n gulped nodding before turning and giving her knights a wave. Told them it was okay and to stay. So her and Arthur headed into the nearest room. “What is it you would like to talk about prince Arthur?”
He sighed leaning his head to the side. “Are we really going back to using ‘Prince before my name?”
“How else should I address you?” Y/n said looking down at her hands. She didn’t know how to act around him anymore. Not really.
“As just Arthur.” Arthur said loudly before taking a breath. He wasn’t mad at her he was pissed at himself. For putting them here. “Like before.”
It saddened him to realize he made her feel like they had to go back to the beginning. He hated himself for it.
“But things aren’t like before.” she told him with a sigh. God did she wish they were like before. She really missed him but how could they be together now?” We were together before. Now we’re not so I should address you with your title.”
“Are we really that far gone? Our relationship?” Arthur asked with slightly worried eyes. He couldn’t lose her.
“You tell me.” Y/n lifted her shoulders and then her eyes to look at him. The decision was in his court, he’s the one that ruined things, to begin with.
“y/n-” Arthur went to start but Y/n knew his tone of voice so she cut him off.
“No, Arthur. I can’t go through all that heartache again. I-I just can’t.” Y/n’s voice broke as she spoke and that made Arthur's chest ache.
“I’m sorry.” he didn’t know how else to start.
Y/n shook her head. “Don’t apologize when you don’t mean it.”
Arthur squinted in confusion. “What makes you think I don’t mean it?”
“Because you despise magic! An I have magic so therefore you despise me!” Y/n yelled out before taking a deep breath looking at Arthur with unshed tears in her eyes. The love of her life hated her because of something she frankly enjoyed about herself. “You hate me because of something that is a part of me.”
Arthur stepped forward shaking his head quickly at her words. “I don’t hate you.”
“If you hate a part of me then you hate me.” He couldn’t hate her magic and not hate her. And she couldn’t be with someone who hated her. “That’s how that works Arthur.”
Arthur raised his hands to cup her cheeks, using his thumbs to wipe away tears she didn’t notice were falling down her cheeks. “I could never hate or despise you Y/n.”
“The things you said to me when you found out and the way you looked at me and acted towards me all say otherwise, Arthur.” Y/n looked into his eyes, she could see the regret in his eyes.
“I felt betrayed and I was angry.I said things that weren’t true and that I didn’t mean.” Arthur explained but it didn’t make him feel any better and he didn’t expect to fix things. But she deserved to know. “It's no excuse for what I did. There’s nothing that could excuse my behavior from before. But I want to repair what we had. I want to make it up to you. If that's even a possibility.”
Y/n shook her head, it was a hard decision to make. And she didn’t know if she could, no matter how bad she wanted Arthur back. “I don’t know Arthur.”
Arthur sighed dreading asking this next question. “Are you afraid of me?”
“What?” Y/n looked at him in shock.
“Are you afraid of me? Were you afraid to tell me because you thought I would have had you killed?” He asked with a gulp afraid himself of the answer she’d give. He wouldn’t blame her though. With how Uther felt about magic and him raising Arthur to be the same. . .
“As much as I wish I could say I wasn’t. . . Besides hiding my magic I have never lied to you. I don’t plan on doing it now.” She told him before letting out a deep breath. “Yes, I was afraid that you might tell your father and we both know how I would have been ‘taken care of’.”
“y/n” Arthur's gaze dropped feeling even more disappointed in himself.
“It's not that I didn’t want to tell you, Arthur. It’s just-” Y/n hated that she felt this was but it was true. “I saw how your father flt about sorcery, and then how you felt about it. . . I was scared.”
Arthur nodded solemnly. “You had every right to be.”
“I’m sorry.” she said looking away from him. She felt guilty, even though she had no reason to be.
“Don’t be. You have nothing to be sorry for.” He shook his head, dismissing her apology she had nothing to apologize for it was all him. “I’m sorry. For how I reacted and treated you. It was wrong of me.”
“Its ok-”
Arthur immediately stopped her. He didn’t want her to forgive him that easily or pretend it was nothing. He treated her horribly, that wasn’t okay. “No, its not. An I know I hurt you.”
Y/n but her lip as they starred at eachother for a moment. “You could’ve just given me a chance. Magic a chance.”
“I hate myself for hurting you. I’ll never forgive myself for all that I put you through.” Arthur agreed with her, he could’ve given her a chance. Prove and show him she didn’t use magic for evil. “But I do want to make it up to you.”
“How?” She asked with a tilted head. If his views didn’t change how could he make it up to her?
“Well, against my views I was taught growing up. I want you to show me your magic.” Arthur gave her a small smile. It didn’t excuse what he did and said but maybe if he could understand her magic and that part of her then they could get back together.
“Are you sure?” Y/n asked, she knew how he felt if this was uncomfortable for him then maybe things should just be done. She didn’t want to force him to like all of her. If they didn’t work then they would have to accept it.
“More sure than I am about a lot of things.” Arthur said shifting closer to his princess. “But I’m even more sure that I want us to get back together.”
Y/n took a deep breath. “Arthur- we can’t just go back to what and how we were.”
“I know that. It’s going to take time for me to gain your trust back. I’m determined to do so.” Arthur looked into her eyes with determination and passion. He was going to gain his princess's trust back. No matter what.
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✧.* - “he couldn’t make you feel like this.”
summary: johnny sees you w another guy and well, he gets pissed.
warnings: drinking, smut, possessive!johnny, oral (reader receiving), very sub!reader, degrading, aftercare at the end
a/n: had this in my head for a while now, why not write about it? also if this is short as well my apologies. i need to write a bit more i have a shit load of smuts in my notes
wc: 1091 words
johnny was always protective of you. it was in the middle, to where it wasn’t much, and where it was. yes he lets you have friends, he lets you hang out with other guys, but a certain thing about that. he only lets you do it if it’s someone he knows.
you two went to a bar, and johnny went off somewhere with his friends. you didn’t know what was going on, you could have one more drink and you’re out.
“heyyyyy…. could i uhhh have this?” you said in a drunk tone. the bartender looked at you, he was blonde, curly haired, “here, lady. let me help ya.” little did you know, johnny and his friends were sitting on couches right behind you. he heard every little thing, and you thought he was drunk with his friends.
you started to calm yourself, as the guy started to talk to you, “so what’s your name, pretty girl?”
you were getting ready to speak, as johnny heard and got furious. he walked over to him, “what the fuck did you just call her??” you got scared when you heard him, because you didn’t see him, “johnny! oh my god…”
he rested his hands on your shoulders, “come with me.” johnny grabbed your arm and led you to the bathroom. he shut and locked the door, “so what the hell was that about?!” you looked away, knowing that he was staring at you, anticipating an answer.
“i promise, it wasn’t anything serious.” he slammed you against the sink, turning your chin, “pfft, yeah right. why the fuck did he call you ‘pretty girl’ then??” you looked at him with soft doe eyes, agape mouth. you shrugged, but you knew if you didn’t tell him answers to certain things, he’d get pissed.
“i swear to god. do you not know what he could have done? he could’ve fucked you in here and i wouldn’t have known.” you sighed and let your head go back, “johnny. it isn’t a huge deal.”
he scoffed, “to me it is!” his voice was high and everything. you rolled your eyes, “i’m going back out there-“ johnny cut you off before you could leave. he forcefully took a hold of your wrist, and pulled you back to him, “not so fast now, babe.”
you whined, “johnnyyy.” you knew he wasn’t letting you out anytime soon because he doesn’t want you seeing that guy again.
johnny started to kiss you, and of course you responded to it. it was just one kiss to a heated makeout in just a matter of seconds. his tongue started to intertwine with yours. moans started to leave your mouth, but you considered them as mistakes.
his mouth left yours, and it then went down to your neck. johnny kissed it not too soft but not too hard at first, but then it was rough. it got to where he started to leave love bites on you. he really wanted to show who you belonged to.
johnny stopped with his love bites after a while, then he flipped you around to where you were looking in the mirror, “baby? what are you doing?” johnny gave you no warning, and pulled up your dress, then vigorously yanked down your panties.
he undid his belt, and pulled down his pants, followed by his boxers. his hardened cock sprung free, he bent you over, and put it inside you. you let out a gasp, because you didn’t expect this coming.
johnny had both his hands on your waist. he started to thrust his hips lightly into you, as you tried to not make noise already. he chuckled, “what the fuck do you think you’re doing? let out those sexy noises. i wanna hear you. let that guy hear ya too.” your lips were put together still, trying to challenge yourself.
he started to get pissed, “alright then.” he slammed himself into you hard, which let you elicit a loud moan that the none of you were expecting.
“oh, johnny!”
he smirked, “oh yeah? what’s my name, sugar? i couldn’t hear you.” you let out your needy moans and breaths, which of course, included his name.
“johnny! your name is johnny!”
“yeahh. you think that other bitch could make you feel like this, huh?” you shook your head no. johnny needed a response, “words, baby. i need words.” you tried to speak, “n-no.”
he bit his lip, “mhmm. good girl. jus’ look in the mirror, and see how pretty you look when you’re getting fucked by me.” you obeyed him and looked in the mirror. your back was arched, your hands laid on the sink, and you already looked fucked.
the more johnny slammed into you, the more you started to reach your orgasm. he asked if you were close, but you couldn’t answer. you were seeing stars. he asked again, “are you close, babydoll?” you nodded yes, “yeah, yeah!”
he moaned, “yeah? you gonna cum all over my dick? do it then. i wanna feel more of you.” he kept railing you til you reached the wave, your orgasm hit you hard. you came all over his dick, just like he asked you to. johnny then reached his orgasm and came into you, “fuck, sugar..”
you both were out of breath. johnny took himself out of you. you pulled up your panties from them being on your ankles and he pulled up his pants, and did his belt.
“can i ask why you did that..?” you said breathlessly. johnny sighed, “i wanted to teach you a lesson. listen, i love you and all, but i don’t wanna see you with a dumb bitch like that. trying to ask you what your name is and calling you pretty?? hell no.”
you smiled, “okay. it won’t happen again. i promise.” johnny smiled back at you, “it better not. if so, i’ll just have to fuck you again but right in front of him so he knows who you belong to.”
you laughed, “i love you too much.”
he chuckled, “i love you too, dollface. now we should probably get out of here, don’t ya think?” you nodded yes, and immediately got out. before you two left, johnny said something to the guy.
“i wanna let you know that, that girl you called pretty, that’s MINE. don’t you fuck with her again, alright? if so, i’ll fuck her right in front of you.”
you and johnny then left. next time you two went to the bar, he wasn’t seen again.
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New Horizons | Keys
Keys falls in love... with the new Animal Crossing game — keys x gn!reader fluff
warnings: none :)
words: 0.7k
a/n: am I really writing more keys fanfic after my last one flopped even harder than i ever imagined?? yes.
Keys had been waiting so long for the new game to come out. You had already heard him express his excitement a thousand times and it just made you happy to see him so happy.
"The original and Wild World were my childhood, you know? I used to get on those games as soon as I got home from school and I wouldn't put them down until my parents made me go to sleep!" He would tell you several times in the lead-up to the new release. "I didn't play New Leaf as much though. But one of my college dorm mates did have it so I played it sometimes to de-stress."
He had ordered it in advance, so all he needed to do on the release date was go to the local games store and pick it up. When he came home a few minutes later than usual from work last night, you remembered why when you saw the plastic bag in his hands.
"I got it, babe!" He said with an ear-to-ear smile.
His face was so happy that you just felt his excitement pass on to you. You suggested ordering a 'New Horizons release day dinner' as if that was a thing anyone was doing, and you called in a delivery order from your favourite Thai restaurant just a few blocks down.
He started loading the game onto the switch connected to your tv after you placed the order and you made him promise to take a break when dinner gets here. You knew better than anyone that Keys will get into something, then put every single drop of his focus into it, blocking out everything else—besides you, of course; he could never ignore you.
Once the game was loaded and ready to play, Keys started designing his character in the game. He tried getting all the colours right to make sure it looked perfect to start with, even though you reminded him he could probably change it later.
“See? And you can make a little version of you after and our avatars can be just a little version of us!”
After he finished making his character, you decided to take a break and go have a shower since you figured it would be worldbuilding and exposition for a little bit, and you knew your boyfriend would just explain all of that to you later anyways.
After you came out in a pair of striped pyjamas that you put on to avoid getting dressed in real clothes again, you saw that Keys had brought in the takeout, eaten his portion, and was already running around the island doing random tasks to pay off Tom Nook’s surprise loan.
Throughout the evening, Keys gave you turns using his character to fish and catch bugs and help him start off the game. It was fun and you loved having him teach you all about everything related to Animal Crossing, but you got tired after a while.
You kissed his neck and mumbled a goodnight to him. “I’m gonna head to bed, and I’m hoping you join me so don’t stay up too late, okay?”
“Okay, babe. I’ll shut it off soon.”
He did not shut the game off anytime soon. You knew this because you woke up to something he was angrily muttering to himself in the middle of the night. All you could hear of it was something about a ‘goddamn sea bass’. You trudged out of the bedroom, rubbing your eyes sleepily.
“I thought you said you’d be done soon.” You said, sitting down next to him on the couch.
“I can leave now. What time is it?” He stood still in the game until the clock showed up in the corner of the screen. “Oh my god, baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t realise how late it was. I just got distracted trying to start the perfect island life for us.” He pressed a button on the controller in his left hand to save the game and he turned off the screen.
You smiled at him, then took his hand so you could both go to bed together. “You can see a perfect apartment life with me if you don't stay up all night playing video games.”
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i do really love emily. i don't know, but something just makes me very affectionate towards her.
femme reader, sfw, established relationship
ever since emily was then wedded to her new spouse, there's something that she still cannot get used to. well, in her heart, it feels so natural—as if she was made for this purpose, and as if everything that has been said and done was all aligned for her. even if she does indulge in her beliefs of mysticality, emily knew that what she had was real and cemented. a best friend, a girlfriend—a wife, of all things. tossing and turning in their shared bed, emily looked at your peaceful sleeping face. she found you to be so beautiful...
her eyes glossed over each of your features, from the fine contours of your nose, to those lips of which she oh, wants to kiss so dearly. the artistic side in her finds you just so genuinely interesting, as she's able to map out all of the different proportions in her mind. even if you may not be perfect, and emily is far from that as well, you two were perfect for each other. the tailor then gave into her impulses, pressing a soft kiss on her wife's cheek; lingering a bit, as she then withdraws. she misses the warmth already.
something has been nagging at emily recently, and it's mainly due to her scheduling. normally, she'd go out and work the saloon late at night; often times, just the hustle and bustle of her shifts do get her through the hours—however, she promptly would then pass out as soon as she makes her way towards home. how emily would dream of having that taste of sleep; looking forward to it every day, since it's the most downtime she has in her day—well, other than in the morning (of which she likes to relax in her home... whenever she doesn't have chores).
it's past 11pm, and the bed already feels uncomfortable for her. she has this insatiable itch to get up, to dance, to move—but, there're a few moments in emily's life where it feels as if it's better to stay still. as if she doesn't need to go put an imprint on the new day, rather, just let the earth turn. it felt like an eterenity for the woman, as she was still just glazing over the features on your face, whilst trying to think of something to do. she already knows what she wants to do tomorrow—probably tend to her crystal garden out by the farm, and then surprise her love with taking care of her chickens. oh, how she does love birds!
possibly, she could go out and forage some? she has a few hours to make it back home, and she knows you do appreciate a fresh medley. she wants you to grow healthy wnd strong, and with all of your farmwork, combat expertise, and mining efficiency... she'll be surprised if she could find anyone that'd be stronger than you. well, not only by physical strength—she knows that you're a capabale woman; more than capable.
it makes her feel proud that her gut feeling was right about you being special; but her sense of pride over having the person she loves doing what she wants to do, and is equally proud of her own work? oh, emily's heart swoons!
preparing to go out, she then slips on her shoes, makes sure to change into something she could get dirty in, and makes her way out of the house. making sure that none of the wooden floorboards don't creek underneath the rug she's walking on, emily takes softer steps—to ensure that you're not going to have a rude awakening anytime soon. she then turns around whenever she reaches the fromt door, blowing a kiss in the bedroom's direction to say "goodbye, my dear!"
the chill of the night washed over emily. well, at least it brings her more of an incentive to get out and be active! however, she still needed to be careful being out at night without light; she could still make out some objects due to the moonlight. oh, how romantic this felt with emily, and how it just felt so in-tune with her emotions. she was glad she was able to be friends with—now, be with—someone who doesn't just dismiss her mannerisms as simply "odd" or "too weird". yes, she knows that she is far from the conventional standard sometimes, but the world would be too boring if everything was a simple carbon copy of each other.
how she felt things were different than most. you were able to be with her and understand, and even if you didn't quite get everything she rambled on about, it made you feel special that she'd want to show you all of those things. emily may have her quirks, but that's what makes her, well—her! you wouldn't have her any other way.
humming a saloon tune whilst skipping to the beat of it, just thinking about surprising you with all of these goodies makes her feel so, so upbeat! if you were there, you could've seen the color to her cheeks; how that rosey hue was something all-too familiar. picking up some dandelions along the way, she did remember to pack a wicker basket a while back; as she tried her best to then assort each of the plants the best she could. emily had an eye for design and arrangements, so it did take her a bit until she was fully satisfied to continue onto the next task. if she feels so strongly about something, she needs to vent it out! emily believes that it's a true emotion, if it resonates that deeply within her.
something about this late night nature stroll does rekindle feelings emily never quite knew she had. she never had the time to go outside and to fully appreciate the stars; however, being able to actually go out, and to observe all of the things she'd normally miss due to her body just aching to get to bed... she loves it. the fresh breeze of the spring's night air was cold, however, there's still a warmth to it. oh, well, maybe it's because she's full of thoughts of you. maybe that's it.
she then makes her way throughout town, waving to some of the nightly saloon guests as they make their way out of the restaurant. ever since she was married, she doesn't have to work as much at gus'. this made her feel more free, as she knows that she cannot simply be a barsmaid forever—there's too much on her plate to do, y'know? though, now that she thinks about it, work feels much more rewarding, if she can go home and see you, to cook for you, to bring gifts to you (from all those times you've given her some), and to simply be the first and last thing she gets to see in her days.
as emily progresses up towards the mountains, she doesn't frequent this area; as she doesn't have much of a use for it. now? she loves just how raw and natural this feels to her, as she gets a good feeling of energy coming from her. you'd often talk about all of the difficult fish that you'd have to catch in this area, and you have to reassure her that you're handling the little creatures humanely; and that they're all okay, under your care. she loves how caring you are with even the smallest of things, and that positivity is contagious. well, at least in her mind.
this was the place where she truly belonged, now that she thinks about it.
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Things I understand
[Dallas Winston x F!Reader]
Warnings: None
I know there's a lot of things they think I don't know. Maybe it's because they think i'm too kid-ish or what not. But being 14 didn't mean I didn't understand the way things worked.
For example I knew Dallas Winston and my sister were ruined. Ruined for any other person than each other. Since the day Dallas blew into town at the ripe age of 13 and I saw his gaze (one that was frightening to say the least) land on my sister, I knew that was it.
She'd practically fly down stairs after a rumble and blow past all of us, her own brothers, to get to him. She'd grab him by his bloody hands and pull him into the bathroom. He'd sit on the toilet while she stood between his legs to dress his wounds. Dally would look up at her and just stare, I don't exactly know what he was thinking but I have a few ideas, ones that make me sick.
She'd say "I hate when you fight" he'd always respond with "I know, I won't anymore", Lie.
Or the way she'd stand by the phone gripping it with every bit of her strength, twirling the cord with her finger, giggling at whatever he said on the other side from bucks bar.
This was the way they were from the time they were 13 and 12, and now that they're 17 and 16.
Darry would usually have a problem with someone such as Dally being anywhere near his baby sister but there was too many years there, to much history, we trusted Dally with her, knew he'd take care of her no matter what. Knew he'd die for her. But boy when it rained it poured.
"God he's such an asshole, we're done Pony I swear, Done!"
"Was you sister born that way or was she dropped on her head"
I'd sit and listen to both of their complaints, knowing they'd get back together before anyone had anytime to even find out they'd broken up in the first place.
That's why seeing her--while I was lounging on the porch with Johnny waiting for Dally--show up with a boy I'd never seen before, made me start to sweat.
"Who's that with your sister?" Johnny didn't turn away from the pair in front of us who were whispering back and forth, all smiles and soft laughs.
"No clue"
"Well he better get out of here before Dal shows up" I shrug at him and wait for her to part with this strange greaser to begin the integration. All while praying silently that Dally doesn't suddenly decide to be diligent on time.
Finally she parts with the boy with a wave and he starts down the street. She watches him leave for a few seconds before turning to face us and begins her short walk to the porch. "Who was that?" I say, all authoritative like those cops that round up greasers by the lot.
"A boy from my homeroom, isn't he cute?" She sways her body back and forth her soft pink dress moving with the action, if you didn't know her you'd think she was a soc. "I don't think he'll be anything if Dal finds out" Johnny buds in. "Yeah he'll be here any minute" I add
"So? he's no the boss of me. We're over" She places her hand on her hip before nudging us roughly out the way to reach the door behind us. She turns quickly on her heel and says "You two better not tell him a thing, James is taking me out to the double tonight and I won't have Dally ruining that too". She doesn't wait for either of us to respond before she disappears into the house.
Me and Johnny look at each other, our faces turning into a grimace. "James? What kind of name is that"
"A stupid one" Dally's gruff voice cuts through the silence after the question and startles me for a second. What's that saying about the devil?
"Hey Dal, you all set?" Johnny asks, no doubt to distract Dally from asking a question, that we'd answer without meaning too. Dallas nods as he stares up ahead. "Aye Pony, your sister home?".
"Uh yeah, just got here" He nods once again and looks aways quickly, making his way toward the street. "She was pretty mad" I say. Dally chuckles and says "She'll get over it soon".
As we made are way around town, scaring kids, and crashing diners; just killing time before the movie later at night started, Dallas told us bits and pieces of their fight, nothing major. But none of their break up were ever serious. "What if she doesn't?" I ask.
"Huh?" Dally looks over at me, I don't know how my sister handles it but having Dallas Winston's full attention was scary. "What if she doesn't get over it?" I clarify. Dally looks down in thought and when he looks up again he has his dangerous face on. "She say somethin' to you?"
"N- no I was just wonderin ", I backtrack. "Yeah well stop wondering, once she stops being dramatic, we'll be fine". He seems to be convincing himself of this more than me or Johnny who's been silent since we pasted a group of socs.
We make it to the double and enter through the side. And to my excitement, sit behind Cherry and her friend Marge? A cheerleader from our school that I guess you could say I had thing for. From the corner of my eye I could see my question earlier is still plaguing Dally and it was about to show in the worst way possible. I watch him lean forward and begin his way of flirting. Not that he even cared about Cherry or any other girl for that matter. This was just his way to get back some control that he felt he was losing.
"Are you a real redhead?" Cherry giggles at the question. Girls like her, socs who've been sheltered from the real world always want a tiny taste of something wrong. But everyone here knew that it'd never happen. That you could look as much as you want in a store and as long as you didn't buy anything, no foul.
Cherry would never buy anything.
I must of dozed off because the next second, Cherry is practically throwing Dallas off her. She was brave in the way she told him to shut his trap and made threats to call the police. I watch Dallas nuzzle his head into Cherrys shoulder, never one to take no as an answer. He wraps his arms over her as she struggles to break free. Somewhere along the line Dallas falters and then all at once stops and looks straight ahead. I follow his line of sight, and see my sister with James. They're lingering right outside of what I can only assume is his car.
Cherry notices the sudden switch and looks over her shoulder at Dallas to study his face because as much as she may deny, having his attention is fun and she knows as I do she could easily fall in love with him.
Dallas being silent is never a good thing. Without taking his eyes off the scene he asks "Who the hell is that?". I could see by the way his arms fell to his sides and his hands clenched into tight fists, he was about to burst. "James" I say. He looks over at me and then back. Not saying anything else he stands and begins to walk over.
"oh no" I whisper. Cherry turns her whole body toward me and asks "What happened?", I tell her the truth, "That's my sister and her and Dallas are complicated" That was the whole honest truth. We all look toward the oncoming conflict. I see Dallas shove 'James' out the way and grab my sister by the upper arm. Dragging her forward, all the while she tugs and leans her whole weight back to halt him. I could see her mouth moving a million miles per minute, no doubt cursing him up and down. Dallas just stops and turns and then takes the sides of her face in his hands and leans down to kiss her. One of his hands leave her face and go down to the small of her back to press her close, sightly lifting her off her feet.
When they part I see my sister smile, wide. Though his back is to us I know he mirrors her expression. They begin walking back to us. Dallas wraps his arm around her shoulders, her left hand resting around his waist while the right reaches up to hold his dangling hand.
"Tell Darry I'm staying at Bucks tonight"
Ruined once again.
#Dallas winston#Dallas winston x reader#the outsiders#Fanfic#Dallas winston fanfiction#Dallas Winston imagine
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"Are we going to talk about her?"
"No," Arafinwë cuts, and looks at her sternly. Lalwen finds herself amused at the fact that her younger brother still thinks he can command her.
"Arvo," she says kindly. "You know we have to talk about her sooner or later."
"Lalwen, please. We can deal with things much better than our sister. With these reports, for example. They are a mess."
Lalwen raises her eyebrows in challenge. "I just decided I won't touch any of these reports before we talk about her, so take that."
Arafinwë stares, and there's a flicker of annoyance on his face. "We don't need to talk about her. You've spent your time in Valimar, seen our mother and reconciled with our sister. That's enough."
"But that's not!" Lalwen exclaims rather angrily and Finarfin flinches when she slams her hands on the table. "Arafinwë, something is going on between you and Findis, and I do not find that something that funny at all, but neither you or Findis tell me anything so I am left walking on the eggshells! Do you think that's fair?!"
"My and Findis' relationship is none of your business. We've had our differences, we're not over them, we're not getting over them anytime soon," Arafinwë places the paperwork aside, and Lalwen follows his example. He looks back at her, and his face becomes apologetic. "I'm sorry. I know you love her, and I - I don't want my relationship to influence yours."
Lalwen sighs. "You don't understand, Ingo. It's just Fëanáro and Ñolofinwë all over again."
Finarfin flinches, and his face pales. "It's not."
"It is. Not as obvious, no. Both of you are too old and too wise to throw tantrums like our brothers could. Both of you are too wise to let our mother know of it, also. But I cannot stand that - that goddamn feeling of immediate tension whenever you enter the room together. Those glances you share. It's maddening, Arvo. At least you two somehow made a treaty and are strictly sticking to it, but it doesn't change the fact that it makes me want to run away and never return."
Arafinwë's lips are parted slightly - Lalwen waits patiently for his response. He shakes his head. "I'm sorry," he says, and his voice is sad. "That you feel that way. I truly am. Valar up above, I- I know how that feels, and- I'm sorry."
"What happened between you two?"
"A lot. We're just- not the same people anymore. Me and Findis. We had some... pretty bad fights after- after you left. That's all."
"Arafinwë," Lalwen says. "It's been centuries."
Arafinwë smiles absently. "Some harm was done."
"Some harm?! Arafinwë-"
"Lalwen," he says, firm but soft. "I know. And I know it's been centuries, and I- I know how you feel, but- I don't think I want to share it with someone. Not yet. Not even with you." His ears flicker downwards, and he avoids looking at her face. "Not even- not even with myself. I don't think I want to unpack that mess yet."
Lalwen looks at him, then sighs. "Alright. I'll wait."
"Thank you."
"I think we're done with the paperwork for today. Are you up for a walk? Findaráto showed me a place that sells the best ice cream a few days ago. I thought it would be nice to go there together. Maybe Eärwen could go, too."
"I'll ask her. Give me a minute."
Lalwen looks as he walks out of the room, and takes a deep breath. One step at a time, she reminds herself, and hides the remaining paperwork away.
#lalwen#finarfin#findis#silm fic#silmarillion#tolkien#lalwen beloved#she cannot escape the family drama no matter how hard she tries
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The Reticence of Mangoes and Cheesecake: The Guide to Not Getting Answers
@fyeahghosttrick Ghost Swap with a treat for @emeraldfox11!
Prompt: More pre-game Cabs after Jowd turns himself in…
Those five years are catnip for me. Here's a little scene in the very early days...
Ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47793178
Rain splattered the windows and likely was a reason for the small restaurant's few patrons. One group's low murmur couldn’t match the normal lunchtime buzz of the place. The manager himself had cheerfully greeted Cabanela and offered a place for his sodden umbrella, a splash of yellow contrasting the dullness outside. Cabanela had taken a table for two when he was then greeted personally by the chef who would be delighted if he’d be willing to try a new sauce—the opinion of one of their prized regulars would be most welcome—and Cabanela had happily agreed.
The pasta was as fine as ever, and the new sauce turned out excellently. It was another bright spark against the sour day—a spark now being threatened by the encroaching grey edges as his gaze fell on the empty seat opposite him and his fork stilled.
The bastard.
Of course he knew Jowd was stubborn. Hard-headed. A myriad other adjectives he could apply to him right about now. What he hadn’t counted on was, well, any of this. None of this should exist in the first place, but as the universe had grown increasingly rude and wrong, well, this was the hand he was dealt, and he wasn’t supposed to be this much of a damned stone wall.
With an annoyed flourish he twirled more pasta onto his fork. A criminal denying their crime was a possibility you simply had to accept. Stalwartly denying innocence was a whole other kettle of rotten fish. More pasta was stabbed, twirled, eaten. The empty chair was glared at.
Why?
Was that the right question yet? Why was…his thoughts stumbled and he took a steadying drink. Why was Alma killed? Which led back to his initial ‘why’. Why would Jowd claim to have killed her? Obviously, he hadn’t done so. An endless circle…
When a criminal denied their crime there could be more evidence to find and the courts would sort things out. What were you supposed to when the so-called criminal lied about committing the crime and the courts cooperated with him?
Find more evidence of course.
But the truth was, the real truth was he simply hadn’t expected Jowd to lie to him. This should have been a partnership. For Alma and Kamila’s sake if nothing more. So, why was he sitting here alone while that idiot rotted in a jail cell?
He pushed his empty plate aside and looked at the window. Rain still drummed down in the steady way of rain that had no intention of stopping anytime soon. There was no avoiding it, but he still had time to stall it. Maybe cheesecake would provide a revelation where pasta—admittedly delicious pasta; he’d have to make sure to pass on his compliments—failed.
What was he missing? Jowd obviously had a reason, something terrible enough to keep even him at bay. The house had been scoured and he clung to the mess found there, a scorch mark and an absent gun. As to what it all meant: that was a key as elusive as Jowd was stubborn. It was a trail, but where the first steps were he couldn’t say anymore.
The murmur faded as the small group of his fellow diners left. The rain continued its steady march down. The cheesecake provided no answers. Cabanela didn’t know what to do.
But he would find out.
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