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oceantornadoo · 2 months
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ex husband!simon is on my mind 24/7!! yes he signed the divorce papers but honestly who even listens to government orders in the first place. he still picks up your favorite wine at the grocery store, still changes the oil in your car, still knows all your usuals from that one takeout place you love. so what you kicked him out? he’ll just get the apartment next door, patiently waiting for you to get this silly idea of divorce out of your head.
don’t get him started on being on base together. he takes every chance to place his hands on your hips, the back of your neck, your waist. drawing you in by the back of your neck when he needs to talk to you, watching your eyes go big as you go submissive before even realizing this man isn’t your husband anymore. he passes you in the kitchen, reaching over your head to grab his mug on the top shelf, length pressing into your back so he can remind you how good he treats you. you tell him it’s too complicated, too messy, especially because you’re on the task force together, and he agrees. why make it messy by breaking up?
you have these notions of it being “too hard” to be married and in the force together, which doesn’t make sense at all. after rough missions, he’s the one massaging shampoo into your scalp as you watch someone else’s blood circle down the drain. you find yourself being the one to make sure he changes his bandages and actually rests. so what if he delays medical care just so you’ll dote on him? his wife is in a mood and he’ll do whatever it takes to get her back. he’s got the rest of his life to be with you, he can handle a couple months of “divorce”.
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YANDERE EX-HUSBAND: INTRODUCTION
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× cw: general yandere stuff; malaysian/cantonese slang; reader is implied ethnically chinese (read her dialogue in Steven He’s accent); reader is also female; obsessive behavior; bribery; stalking; being held at gunpoint(?); threats; felony; implied murder; controlling behavior
× note: it's basically renheng/uncle roger and auntie helen
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⌗ your beloved ex-husband? Hah! He’s no better than a plate of burnt egg fried rice with no spring onions or meat from a kopitiam(coffee shop). In fact, you’d pick studying at art school over looking at his face for a single second, even if it means your mother disowning you.
⌗ Unfortunately, even after getting divorced, you still live together. That’s because the house is bought under both your names, so you can’t just kick him out. And it’s not like you’ll have enough money to buy a new house after selling your current one, because half the money goes to him. Tsk. What a nuisance…
⌗ Yala, he’s handsome and rich, but he’s such a jerk and a micromanager! He always insists on telling you how to cook your signature noodles. (Mind you, you grew up learning how to make that. Your ma made sure of that.) He didn’t go to culinary school, so who is he to tell you that, huh?
⌗ You can’t stand being married to such a pompous man like him, so you locked yourself in your room on the wedding night. No way you’re gonna do anything with that eyesore (metaphor). That’s why five months later, after countless arguments and fights, you divorced him.
“Haiya, he CEO of a company, his net worth 1 billion. But he cannot even cook rice or defrost chicken for me when I ask him to? And you ask why I divorce him ah?” *slaps table*
⌗ However, your ex-husband doesn’t really care about your rants or complaints. You’re talking for hours on end about him, so that’s already a win in his book. He’s always on your mind!
⌗ He fully expected you to divorce him. That’s why he insisted on buying the house under both your names - you can’t get rid of him that way. All long as he’s under the same roof as you are, he couldn’t be happier. He eats the food you cook (leftovers because you’re used to cooking for all your relatives during family dinner), rolls on your perfectly made bed while you work your accountant job (in one of his other companies that you don’t know he’s the CEO of) and plays the picture perfect husband when your mom drops by (your 28501864817 relatives marching right behind her) with mooncakes and tangyuan (because she’ll beat you up with the tea set heirloom passed down forty-five generations when she discovers that you’re divorced with no sons!!).
⌗ How did you even get married to him if you hate him that much? Well, long story short, your mother and his mother are best friends, and their husbands are brothers, which made daily reunions even longer because they had so much to talk about. When they noticed that he showed interest in you as a child (one time), they decided that you two would get married when you were of age. While you were resentful that you were essentially forced into an arranged marriage, you pushed through it for the wedding ang pao (red packets) and tax benefits (at least until you divorced, which was when you started working and putting that science stream (not art!) degree to use). 
⌗ You hate your ex-husband, but you do admit that he’s a good wallet. Besides, it’s not like he’s obsessive or possessive or a micromanager who stalks you when you go out or a genuinely bad person who commits felonies because he found out you were searching for potential bachelors because after all you’re in your prime! Right? And besides, who wouldn’t want to date and eventually marry you? But don’t worry your pretty little head because he’ll take care of them since he’s the only one you’ll ever need. Yeah, you’re divorced but who’s to say you can’t get remarried? Not the law! 
⌗ And if he has to drag you screaming and kicking and cursing him (and his ancestors) to the ancestral plane and make you stand by the altar, that’s what his strength is for! And if he has to pay hush money to all the people present that’s ok, cuz he’s not rich for nothing and the relatives aren’t greedy bloodsucking money nabbers (me) just for show.
“Once again, until death do us part, my love… You at the back - put down that phone. I’ll pretend you weren’t trying to call the police, for the sake of this auspicious occasion. What do you mean my wife is being held at gunpoint and trying to punch me no she isn’t.”
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one-time-i-dreamt · 1 year
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My family, including my ex husband, were all house hunting together. We found a really cool home that had a holodeck, a pizza restaurant and was haunted. It was super expensive but the ghosts caused a lot of drama so the seller dropped the price so we bought it.
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yapmayavallami · 9 months
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bakugou x f! Reader
WARNINGS: alcohol use, divorce, toxic relationships
SUMMARY: One night you drank too much alcohol and went to your ex-husband Katsuki's house.
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It had been two years since you and Katsuki divorced and you had a five-year-old son, Aiko.
After you divorced Katsuki, you turned to drink, trying to fill his void. But no matter what you did, you could never forget katsuki, you were still head over heels in love with her. Katsuki took your son's power of attorney from you after seeing your pathetic state.
All day long you were thinking about Katsuki again. To get rid of these thoughts and clear your head, you decided to go to the nearest bar to your house.
You were drinking at the bar as usual. Suddenly you had the courage to confront Katsuki. You immediately jumped in your car and drove to Katsuki's house.
KATSUKİ POV!
After another damn day, after feeding aiko and putting her to sleep, I went for a hot shower.
A while after I got out of the shower, I heard a knock on my door. "What asshole is here at this time of night?" I muttered.
When I opened the door, I saw the old geezer next door. "What happened?"
"What happened? Mr. Dynamight, your wife woke up the whole neighborhood, we really can't sleep because of her."
"My wife!?"
"Y/n bakugou is here, please stop your wife before she puts us to sleep."
After closing the door to the old geezer, I ran to the window.
After taking a deep breath, I started muttering "fuck it, what the hell is Y/n doing here"
Y/N POV
I immediately parked my car near Katsuki's house. When I arrived in front of Katsuki's house, I started screaming how much I loved him. I didn't care if anyone looked at me, I just wanted Katsuki and I wasn't going to leave until I got what I wanted. After a while, I saw Katsuki coming out of the window.
"Katsuki," I called out in a soft tone.
"What the fuck are you doing here, you idiot?"
"I only miss you"
After a while Katsuki let you in.
"You idiot, have you been drinking again? How many times do I have to tell you that drinking too much is bad for you? You're such an asshole," Katsuki scolded as she prepared the herbal tea.
After I found the courage to open up to Katsuki, I took a deep breath and started to speak "katsuki I'm drinking because of you I'm doing all this to forget you I know you know don't play dumb"
Without saying anything, Katsuki quietly poured your tea and was about to open his mouth when Aiko's voice came.
He had woken up.
When Aiko came running into the kitchen and saw you, he immediately hugged you. "Mom!!! why are you here, are you here to take me away or are you moving in with us too, is that true dad!?"
You don't know how to explain it without offending him, he was very enthusiastic about it "actually-" katsuki interrupted you
"Your mom will stay with us until she overcomes some bad habits," Katsuki said, holding Aiko in his arms.
"What kind of bad habits!?" Aiko asked curiously, "It'll be too late to find out, brat. So you should go to bed and sleep now so you can grow up."
Aiko kissed you both and went back to his room. When he left, there was a silence between the two of you and you spoke to break the silence.
"Can we try to be a family again?"
"What's the harm in trying, fool?"
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todayisreveluv · 1 year
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Please please write more ex husband Johnny smut
Ex-Husband Johnny!
Just a short smut for now 🫶🏼
Warnings; smut smut smut <3 and baby talk!
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“Come on~” Johnny growls, finger nails digging into your hips, “I know you got more in you~ give it to me, baby.”
Your body trembles in response as Johnny’s skillful fingers massage your clit.
All 8 inches of him buried deep in you, the fat mushroom tip kissing your cervix, you swear you can every vein of his throbbing cock. He’s been fucking you for an hour and your brain has already gone to mush. Johnny smiles down at you and he pushes all of him in you, pressing his hips into yours. You moan out arching your back. He removes his finger off your clit and brings it to his mouth licking his fingers clean.
“Can’t speak anymore?” He laughs softly, using a free hand to press down on your tummy, “You feel me? I’m right here, baby~”
He looks down at you with hooded eyes, you catch a glimpse of him and he looks like a god above you. His toned abs dripping with sweat and your release. The way he looks at you is dangerous he looked animalistic and you were eating it all up.
Johnny licks the corner of his lip when he sees you staring at all his glory, he leans down to take one of your tits into his mouth. He sucks and bites on your sensitive bud, his hand comes up to massage the other. You whine bringing your hands up to tug at his hair. Your hips instinctively move on their own, you squeeze around him and he groans biting lightly. He pulls away for a moment, kissing your bud.
“Don’t or I’ll really knock you up again.” He says in a octave lower.
You bite your lip and tug his hair softly.
“Please~” you moan when his hand pinches your bud, “give me another baby~”
This sends Johnny into a frenzy. He’s been dying to for another baby and now that you’ve given him the green light there was no going back.
Johnny growls from his chest pulling away, his hand grabs your face and forces you to turn to him. Your hands come up to hold his wrists.
“Don’t fuck with me, princess.” He says lowly.
“M’not!” You whine, “want your baby, Johnny, please~”
“Oh fuck.” He breathes pulling out so his tip is just in you.
He slams himself back in earning a loud moan from you.
“Let’s have another set of twins, hm? You want that right? Let’s make boys this time.” He grunts, “Don’t expect any breaks tonight, I’m getting you pregnant tonight.”
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m4x1m4ss · 3 months
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THEY'RE SO TRAGIC AND EX LOVERS CODED AND I HATE THEM AND UGHHH
Also this song is so them when
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amagnificentobsession · 3 months
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@the-metatron we need to talk
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kwartier · 2 years
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Homelander x Male Reader x Soldier boy
(Angst/fluff)
“Of course darling! I love you.” You hear The hero of America answer to his lover next to him. The sound of the tv grows more faraway as you go into your mind. He used to say those words to you. Only to you. He promised the two of you will be unseparable even though you werent a supe. He promised family and the world to you. He lied. You were thrown away just like a unwanted toy.
One day his assisstan just gived you the paper. He didnt even his face at all. You hoped at least he would put up a fight, but nothing. You werent deserving of that too. You signed the NDA. What else could have you done? You wished to fight, but you didnt have the streng for it.
Soon all you see is them together on everywhere. The new supe couple is what everyone is obsessed with. Everywhere you go, you see his face with his “true love”. It's hurts you deeply werent you enough? Is it because of your sex? Is it your non exited powers? So many question not answered.
You waited. Waited for him to come begging. but after days,weeks and months waiting you finally given up. He wasnt barging into the room to declare his love for you.
And so you moved on. He was a cute, but shy guy. The two of you met when you got a new job at a electronic shop. You developed a crush on him, but soon you met his girlfriend. She was a turly wonderful woman. You were happy for them, you truly were. Still you couldnt stop thinking how unlucky a person are. After hearing of your dear friends lovers death you rushed to his side. You stayed with him trying to help. Soon he vanished too. You was once again, alone.
As you pour milk into the mug, you hear a knock on your door. You place the milk cartoon down. With defined steps you go there. As you open it you see a strange man. That was how you met him. You were weirded out by him first. Who could blame you? Some random dude just showed up demanding to speak to your grandfather. when you told him his death, he was somewhat upset. You thought that was it and was ready to close the door, but its you by the door.
He got clothes, shelter and a companion. The story was unbelievable when he told it. After some time you believed. It was strange when you lookad at him. Solder boy, America's hero was there alive before you. It wasnt easy to help him understand the world. everything changed so much for him. It wasnt easy that you had no idea how things were back then. It made everything more diiffucult. You stopped going into work to help him more. Soon the two of you did everything together. You felt happy. Someone finally was here with you.
When he left to get his revenge you didnt expect any tearfull goodbye from hi. Did you get a liking to him? yes, but you didnt expecgt much of it. Yet when he looked at you and said those words, your heart melted. “I will be back. Wait for me.” And you did.
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saywhat-politics · 2 months
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Rep. Lauren Boebert (R-Colo.) has filed a temporary restraining order against her ex-husband, Jayson Boebert.
The congresswoman asked for the order on Friday, and it was quickly granted, according to The Colorado Sun.
When filing the order, Lauren Boebert alleged that her ex-husband engaged in various acts between 2022 up to Friday, such calling her names, harassing her on the phone and “abusing children in household.” 
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I’ve thought for a while that the Melissa x Joe phonecall scene in s1 was too loaded
That he’s inevitably gonna reappear
(I can see them getting back together for a 3 episode arc a la pam and roy tbh)
But then seeing Lisa say this at the SAG event
WHAT WAS CUT
I need to know
I now DEFINITELY think Joe is going to appear at some point
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mysticalrambling · 2 years
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Broken Promises Part 4
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Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
My Main Masterlist is here.
Harry Styles Masterlist is here.
Summary: Unexpected, (Y/N) gets into a car accident and amidst the devastation, Harry finds himself regretting his final words to you.
Warnings: angst
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Thinking about a life without you was earth shattering for Harry and now, with the separation, he simply didn’t know what to do with himself. He couldn’t think of a time in his life when you weren’t a part of it. Well, he could think about it but the thought was merely depressing and lonely. Before you, he never looked forward to holidays or birthdays but you changed everything. You were the sunshine in his dull life and even after the divorce, you didn’t abandon him. Harry was still invited to most of the celebrations because you still considered him family.
He would always be a part of your family.
But now, here you were, on the brink of death and he was sitting out here in an uncomfortable, plastic chair while tightly holding onto Sophia. All he could do really. Thankfully, Harry was still your emergency contact so the hospital called him as soon as you were brought in. You were an only child and your mother lived in Paris so Harry was the closest person to family you had in London. It seemed like a plausible idea and let’s admit it, you didn’t have the heart to change it.
“Mumma?” Looking down at his little creation, he couldn’t think of anything to say to her because he himself hadn’t truly caught up with the current situation just yet. No one was here so Harry was the only one to soothe her and answer all her innocent questions.
“Mumma’s goin’ to be here with us soon. Y’need to sleep, pet.”
“Booboo?” Sophia kept looking around the white, sterile walls and thought that it was her father who might have needed some medical assistance. She knew the hospital was a place where people went when they were hurt or they needed vaccination shots. Thank God, she didn’t know that it was you who was Injured or she would have wrecked havoc in the quiet waiting room.
“Dadda’s not hurt, pet. Can y’please go to sleep for me?” It was nearly three in the afternoon and her nap time was quickly approaching. Harry didn’t want a cranky baby alongside everything else that was going on.
“No!”
Your daughter really was just like you. Stubbornness came naturally to her and most of the times Harry found it endearing, but not today. Today, he didn’t have the patience nor the willpower to handle her tantrums so he spoke in a soft but firm voice. “Y’need to listen to dadda. It’s not nice and ‘m tired too, Sofia.”
There were some instant tears but Harry kept a calm demeanour and gently guided her head to his shoulder. The baby scent helped calm him down a little bit and he silently closed his eyes as well.
You were coming to his house.
You were distracted because you were calling him.
You were hurt because of him.
Harry cried as he thought about the words he spoke to you because that might have be the last time. You might not make it and he wanted to trade your life for his. A sacrificial exchange. He wasn’t cut out to be a parent all by himself. Hell, he couldn’t even take care of himself. You were their saving grace. He and Sophia needed you and so he prayed. After years of remaining indifferent, he prayed to whomever was listening to bring you back to him. You coming back is what he needs and if granted, he would simply never wish for anything else ever again.
As the clock slowly ticked by, the operation theatre’s door remained tightly shut. Harry wanted to take that as a sign that you aren’t dead, that you were still fighting but perhaps, if it was taking so long then maybe you were already towards the brink of it. After about two hours, his hands had started to cramp up and his head was pounding from all the crying he had done. Maybe he could get a cup of coffee…
“Here y’go, son.” A cup of filtered coffee came into his view and he looked at the person who brought it.
“Mum? What ‘re y’doing here?”
“Linda called me and said she couldn’t come in early because of the weather. I was the next town over t’meet up with some friends so I rushed here. Oh, I’m so sorry, darlin. Any information yet?”
“No, mum. Have been sittin’ out here for t’last three hours and still nothin’.”
“Don’t get upset, baby. (Y/N) is a very strong woman. She’ll be fine.”
“I hope so. Mum, I can’t do this without her. She’s m’life and I don’t know how t’live without her.”
Shifting the toddler into his other arm, he put his head on Anne’s shoulder and lets the tear flow. Harry didn’t think that he had anymore tears left but guess he was wrong. Heavy sobs wrecked his whole body as he tightly held onto his daughter. Sophia was the one thing keeping him a little grounded right now but it wasn’t enough. People in the waiting room were glancing in his direction because they recognized the rockstar. But thankfully, they respected him enough to give him his space and he didn’t think he could be polite and sign autographs right now.
“(Y/N) (Y/LN)?”
“Ye- Yes. ‘m her husband.” Anne wanted to correct him but she knew that now wasn’t the time. Harry always regretted the divorce so she was going to let it slide. “Is she fine? Is it somethin’ serious?”
“She’s fine now. She was in a critical condition when she came in but she’s stable now. Her right side took most of the impact of the accident. She has-“
Harry drowned out the rest of the conversation as he felt relief wash over him. You were alive and he couldn’t wait to see you.
“Can I see her?”
The doctor stopped mid sentence, being thrown a little off-guard by the sudden question. “Oh, yes, beware, she’s still sedated but y’can see her. She’s in room 191.”
“Thank y’. Mum, can y’hold Soph?”
“Yes, of course.”
With the help of some directions, he finally reached his desired designation. Instead of barging in like he had initially thought, he stood paralysed in front of it. You were just on the other side and he didn’t think he could bare to look at you right now. The fierce woman who took on the world with nothing but a proud smile on her face. You were a force to be reckoned with but now you were lying defenseless  on the other side of the door. He didn’t know how to deal with that kind of information.
“Pull yourself together, Harry. She needs y’to be strong.” After a little pep talk, he finally willed himself to enter the room. God, he could not wait for this day to be over.
The sound of static beeping echoed throughout the room and Harry was itching to turn it off. But he refrained himself by remembering that this annoying, repetitive sound  meant you were still alive. Looking at your frail body, he wanted nothing more than to trade places with you. There were dark purple bruises littering your body while your head was all bandaged up. The cast on your leg stood out the most as they had propped it on a pillow to keep it elevated. Harry could just tell by your position that it was very uncomfortable for you. Tears formed in his eyes again because seeing you like this was thousand times more painful than he could have ever imagined.
Soon, he found himself gravitating towards your unconscious figure without another moments thought. Dragging the chair from across the room felt like a heavy task because Harry’s energy was at its last reserves. He silently hoped that you would wake up just to scold him for being a nuisance but he was again disappointed. He held on to your hand while making sure to not disturb all the needles pricking your delicate skin.
“I should’ve driven Sophia back but I was just too stubborn. It’s m’fault, darling. Everything’s my fault. Our failed marriage, this accident; everything.”
God, he was being a cry baby now.
“Please just wake up and scold me. I’ll do anything y’want but please wake up. Come back t’me baby, I won’t let y’leave again. And that’s a promise I intend to keep.”
No more broken promises.
Anne had left a while ago to pick up some clothes and after much tantrums, Sophia had gone with her. She wasn’t sleeping well here and Harry didn’t want her to catch any germs from the hospital. He had given his mum specific instructions about her night routine because if one thing went wrong, Sophia would have all of their heads. Harry had dozed off while waiting for you to wake up as he tightly clutched on to your hand.
You never thought blinking would prove to be such a difficult task but here you were. The white lights blinded you as soon as you tried to open your eyes. A blooming headache made it’s way through your skull and you thought that somebody had split your brain open. You couldn’t move both your hands to cover.
Slowly, you looked down and say a heavy, white cast on your left arm while your ex husband was clinging on to the other. You knew that you were in the hospital but it took sometime to remember the series of events that led you here.
You were on your way to pick Sophie. You were on the phone. Harry was pissed. Then, there was this other car…
That’s where it all became a blur for you and you didn’t have the mental capacity to think about it right now. Your throat was all dry and scratchy like you were deprived of water for years.
“H- Harry? Harry!” You were finally able to get the words out without it feeling like there were knives piercing your throat.
The voice startled him awake from his restless stopper and he looked at you with a dazed look. For a moment, he thought that he was dreaming but that annoying beep sound made him come back to reality.
You were awake.
You didn’t leave Sophia.
You didn’t leave him.
“Oh, thank god. You’re awake. You’re awake.” He kept on kissing your face just to make sure you were still there with him. When he thought there weren’t anymore tears left in him, he was wrong. A whole new set of waterfall started and it didn’t look like it would ever stop.
“Wa- Water.”
“Yeah, ‘f course. Let m’call the doctor. No, wait. Water. No, the doctor.”
“H, just relax. Water first, please.”
Harry brought the straw close to your lips because you didn’t think you could even move a limb right now. After finishing a third glass of water, you finally knew you could talk without it feeling like there were knives piercing your throat.
“At least, I’m drinking water now.” Your subtle attempt to crack a joke went over Harry’s head as his eyes darkened to an obsidian black. He really couldn’t keep his emotions in check right now. Not when you were making jokes about your near death experience.
“Y’think it’s funny? Is’t funny that y’almost died and were about to leave us. About t’leave me. It’s not funny, goddammit!”
Pacing around the room with his hands tightly clutching onto his curls, you were worried that he might just pull them all out. You didn’t expect this kind of an outburst from him because honestly, did you even matter to him anymore? The answer often seems indecipherable. Sure, you were the mother of his child but other than that you shouldn’t mean anything to him.
Do you?
“I’m okay. Accidents happen and it’s not like y’would care.”
“Wha-“
“Knock knock! Someone’s here to see you.” Harry’s glare didn’t soften when he saw his daughter being lugged in by Anne. His gaze was burning holes into your brain but you decided to pay him no heed. One very effective way to piss Harry off; ignore him.
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A/N: Hi lovies!! Here’s part four for the series, “Broken Promises” and I can’t wait for your thoughts and comments on this piece. I know this has been a long time coming and I can’t tell you how sorry I am for the delay. I just got a 10 day break from my exams so I’m going to use it to write all the asks and complete this series. There is one more part left for this series and then an epilogue. Yay!! A special ‘thank you’ to @peculiarpenman​ and @pettinesspersonified​ for helping me with the ideas and editing. I love you both!! Please send in general comments or things you want to talk about.I am open to suggestions and I’m here to chat. Love y’all!!
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Of (Ex) Husbands and Wifes…
I actually wanted to find out a little bit about Eddy Quintela … but there are all in all three pictures of the guy on the internet and on two of whom he‘s pictured with Christine.
Also, when you type in his name it doesn’t say, ‘Eddy Quintela: musician, keyboardist, songwriter, etc.‘ it says, ‘Eddy Quintela: Ex-husband of Christine McVie‘ and i think that’s beautiful.
Anyhow, above pictured you see John McVie with, and I quote, “[His] wonderful, wonderful ex-wife, who told [him] to fuck off.“ And I think that’s beautiful too!
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one-time-i-dreamt · 2 years
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There was a movie starring Maluma as an ex-convict turned children’s author, Angelina Jolie as his parole officer, and Brad Pitt as her ex-husband who was secretly part of the mafia. 
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todayisreveluv · 1 year
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Ex- Husband Johnny!
Summary; you go to Johnny’s place because the kids want to stay with him for a bit, but an known woman walks downstairs in his shirt.
Warnings; angst! Hurt to comfort, crying.
Also sorry if this doesn’t make sense like I’m not proofreading most of the time.
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“Mommy! I want too go to the Zoo!” One of the twins chime.
“and I want too go to the movies, Mommy.” The twin says.
You walk to the door of your ex-husbands luxurious apartment with a smile on.
“You know what? I know Daddy would love too take the both of you to where you guys want to go.” You say.
“Yayyy!” They both cheer as they race to the door.
“I know the pin Mommy! I know the pin!” One twin says, “Can I do it?”
“Go ahead.” You say.
“You do the pin and I’ll open the door!”the other twin giggles.
You watch lovingly as the twins giggle with each other finally opening the door.
You walk in quietly, but the twins on the other hand both shout out for their dad cheerfully. You walk further in seeing the place was still the same as ever. A giant photo of you and the twins hung over his fire place. The whole shelf decorated with photos of the twins along with awards and certificates they achieved through piano, karate, etc.
In the middle of it all was a photo of you and Johnny on your wedding day.
Johnny comes downstairs without a shirt on, his hair messy as if he just got out of bed. He gets your attention when he lets out a loud yawn. You turn to face him and he grins.
“Hey!” Johnny says in a sleepish tone, smiling at you, “I didn’t know you guys were coming over…”
“Sorry, the twins begged me to bring them over.” You reply trying to ignore how sexy he looked.
“Listen.” Johnny begins, “Befor-“
“Mommy!” One of the twins scream, “There’s a naked woman in daddy’s kitchen!”
You furrow your brows looking at Johnny before going quickly to the kitchen.
“W-wait- Y/n.” Johnny tries to stop you but you’re already storming to the kitchen.
You stop behind the twins seeing a woman using one of Johnny’s shirts, holding up a box of cereal. You quickly step in front of the twins to shield their eyes. The woman stands nervously holding the box to her chest.
“Um. Hi?” She looks at you then glances at Johnny.
“Y/n before you say anything-“
“Kids let’s go,” You don’t even think twice before turning your heels to usher your babies to the front door, “Looks like your father is busy right now.”
“who is she?” One of the twins whisper to the other.
“Wait- Y/n-“ Johnny goes after you, placing his hand on your shoulder, “It’s not what you think!”
You push him off you, grabbing the twins’ backpacks.
“Not what I think?” You turn to face him, you want to say something nasty about the whole situation, but the twins tug at your side.
He follows you out the door calling after you. Then suddenly.
“Suh Y/n!” He says loudly.
The twins stop looking back to their father who rarely used his strict tone. You sigh placing your hands on them.you turn to look at him.
“What?”
He sighs then calmly walks to you three.
“Please, y/n. Let’s just talk for a minute.” He speaks softly this time then looks at the kids, kneeling down at the them, “Come on kids, let’s take you back and upstairs to daddy’s room okay?”
They almost reach out to him but you stop them.
“No, I’m taking them back home since you’re busy..” You say guiding your babies away and too the elevator, “Don’t follow us, Johnny.”
The twins look back at him with a soft pout on their lips.
“Kids..”
Johnny can feel his heart strings tug at the sight of his whole life walking away from him. The three of you step into the elevator and you don’t spare a glance him as you press the lobby button.
“baby, please.” You hear him, his tone the same as the day he begged you not to divorce him.
~~~
Now it’s been a day since you last talked to Johnny. He’s went to the house with gifts for you and the twins,right before work, trying to win them back especially trying to win you back, but you’ve ignored him barely speaking more than one sentence to him. The whole thing just hurt you, but why? He was your EX-HUSBAND now so why did seeing another woman in his house make you so emotional? Why did you get jealous? Why did you go to bed that night with tears in your eyes?
When Johnny arrived at the house after work he was determined to tell you everything that happened. He wanted to tell you before but something went down at the company so he had to take care of it quickly. It was late in the afternoon when he knocked on the door he would just naturally barge in, but this time he didn’t. You went to open the door seeing a very tired Johnny, his tie is loosened up and he softly smiles at you.
You don’t return the smile and Johnny frowns a bit, steeping closer to you.
“Can I come in? Please?” He asks.
“The twins aren’t here. They’re at my parents house for the rest of the afternoon.” You say, folding your arms.
“I’m not here for them…” He sighs, lowering his head, “I’m here to speak with you about the whole-“
“I’m going to stop you right there.” You cut him off, “first of all, I don’t need to know all about who you’re with unless you’re actually thinking of bringing them into the twins’ lives.”
“What? No-“
“Secondly! I don’t want your new woman anywhere around here and don’t ever think of bringing her here, if I have to meet her-“
“STOP!” Johnny shouts putting his hands out, then more quietly, “just stop for a minute and listen to me… that woman you saw is not mine nor will ever be mine. Jaehyun was in the city last night and I invited him to crash at my place I had not fuckin’ clue he’d bring some random girl back to my place. He left early in the morning without letting either of us know and she needed new clothes.” (Y’all know why 😏…Jaehyun) “All I did was give her an old shirt from a pile of clothes I was going to drop off to Salvation Army. I did nothing with that woman, I swear to you, I swear to our kids. We can call Jaehyun right now and he can confirm that she was his woman.”
The look he gave you gave was truthful. And he was telling the truth, the moment you left ,that day ,he immediately kicked the woman out of his apartment the gave an earful to Jaehyun.
“Don’t lie to me Johnny…”
“I would never lie to you, Y/n, I swear on my life. My eyes and my whole life and heart is only for you.” He says, “I would never look at another woman. You are my only one, even though we’re divorced I would never be with another. How can I do that to you? After all you’ve given me..you gave me my children, you gave me happiness..”
You frown looking up at him.
“So you really didn’t sleep with her?” You ask quietly.
“I really really realllly didn’t sleep with her.” He says putting his hand over his chest.
You reach out to gently grab his hands. Then you tug him into the house, shutting the door behind him.
~~~
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(I got links of interesting things at the end of this post)
Hey I’m Lewis! I just repost stuff honestly. I probably won’t make another post like this again.
But um hi? I am AroAce and I got by she/her.
Joke flirting is fine but be warned you will be joke flirting with a MINOR
I troll the @thesorryboys-updates :D (the main mod aka @you-need-not-apply aka Tones)
My trolling buddy (the person who started this) is @awokenbydreams my beloved.
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