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mssainz · 22 days

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PART 10 | AFTER FIVE YEARS

Pairing: Carlos Sainz x Reader

Summary: Carlos Sainz finally met his son he had with her ex-wife, Y/N.

Warning: Quite long

“So you're telling me Y/N had Cael the same year you two got divorced? Wow, this is making five years ago more interesting than it should be,” Blanca said, making Carlos facepalm. “Come on Blancs, stop making it feel like celebrity gossip or something,” Carlos replied to his sister.

“What? It looks like it. She's busy, you cheated, things got sour, she had your baby, you were depressed, and now after five years you meet again. How juicy is that,” Blanca said, summarizing what happened to them. Carlos Sr., on the other hand, is just laughing at his children conversing about Carlos' life intently, like it's a business proposal. Reyes is also listening to them, curious about the story behind everything.

“So, you got what you want now, Blancs? Can I go to sleep?” Carlos said, wanting to get away from his sister. “Nah ah, how did you two meet here? And, how are things going now? I need details,” Blanca replied, leaving Carlos no choice but to explain.

After explaining, Carlos let out his realization, “You know what? I'm gonna repeat this whole thing again to Ana tomorrow, Dios mio, you two,” Carlos said, knowing that his little sister will still be there tomorrow morning and will be asking the exact same question as she did. “Not my problem,” Blanca replied, tapping his shoulder before walking to her room.

“That's it? No thank you Carlos for the gossip?” Blanca only ignores him and proceeds to open the door. Carlos let out a sigh before kissing his parents goodnight and going into his own room. He texted you first before going to sleep and having a nighful rest.

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“Mama, Grandpapa’s house is huge,” Cael said out of amusement, making you smile. You can't help but to reminisce about your memories here. The first time you met Carlos' family. You were freezing scared that time but you didn't expect how warm they would welcome you into their family. It got to the point that Ana is more close to you than Carlos.

“Y/N! Hija I missed you!” Reyes greets you with a warm hug. “I missed you too Reyes.” You replied.

“Nah ah, since when did I become Reyes to you? It's Mama for you, divorced or not divorced. I will be your second mom, darling,” Reyes said, eliciting a smile from you.

I'm happy that you want me to call you that. But, am I even allowed to call you Mama and Papa? Isn't that disrespectful to his other girl? Not like she deserves respect.

“Where's our little sainz?” Reyes asks. “Oh, he insisted on helping Carlos get some food in the trunk. As if he could help him,” you said, chuckling.

Reyes squeals as she sees Cael walking Carlos towards you two. Carlos has Cael hand in his hand and some food on the other. “He really looks like Carlos when he was young,” Reyes says and was about to cry. She then offered Cael a hug, a hug that Cael slowly returned. Cael gave her a smile. “Oh you have the cutest smile ever, my love,” Reyes said and offered her hand to Cael.

“Where's Blancs, Mama?” Carlos asked, wondering where his sister was. “Oh she's with your father in the kitchen. Ana's still not here but she'll be here in a few minutes,” Reyes replied and walked with Cael inside the house.

You walked beside Carlos to ask him something. “Blanca’s here? And so is Ana?” You whispered to him. “Yes they are here. They are so excited to meet him,” Carlos also replied in a whisper.

“Really?” You said. “Yeah, they are more excited and happy about meeting him than knowing that I just won a GP yesterday,” Carlos said, making you grin and shake your head.

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“OMG! YN!” Ana immediately hugged you as soon as she entered the house ignoring Carlos who's arms wide open for her. She shed some tears of joy as she embraced you. “Oh my God! I miss you sis!” Ana said between your hugs. Carlos, on the other hand, slowly and awkwardly put his hand back to his side, making Blanca laugh.

“Where's little sainz?” Ana asked you. “He's here,” Reyes replied, holding Cael who is seated at the counter top watching his Auntie Blanca and Grandpa Carlos cook some food.

“Hold these,” Ana said, giving Carlos the huge bags she was holding. “What the hell are these Ana?” Carlos said as the bags she gave are kinda heavy. “Oh a few toys for Cael,” Ana said while smooching his nephew.

“Few toys? Looks like you brought the whole toy section,” Carlos said as he opened the bags full of various toys, mostly cars.

Now I know. It's definitely not me nor Carlos who is gonna spoil Cael. It's his Auntie Ana along with his hella rich godfathers.

“No wonder, you only came now,” Blanca said. “Yes sis. I gotta be the favorite auntie here,” Ana replied, making her older sister crack.

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“Sevi, what do you want? Auntie will get it for you,” Ana asks. “Sevi?” Blanca confusely asked. “It's my special nickname for my baby,” Ana replied, eliciting chuckles from everyone on the table.

“What are you up to now, Yn?” Reyes asks.

“I'm working in the hospital again as an attending physician,” You replied.

“What about Cael? Who takes care of him when you're at work?” Blanca asked, staring at you.

“Oh, we're living with my Mom. So she takes care of him during the day. But, I have a more flexible schedule now than during my residency. I can really spend time with him mostly,” you replied to her.

Blanca just nodded. You noticed that Carlos and Blanca are glaring at each other after that question. He simply shook his head at her and she just continued with her food.

Okay, what was that for?

On the other hand, Ana is busy watching Cael eat his food. “Where are you staying, darling?” Reyes asked you. “We're staying at an Airbnb,” you kindly replied. “Eh? You're not staying at your old house?” Ana asked, making you look at Carlos.

Our old house? I thought you sold it.

“It's still there. He often stays at your house more than here whenever he is in Madrid,” Blanca said.

“Really? I didn't know,” You replied. “There's a lot of things you don't know,” Blanca whispered. “What did you say?” Ana said. “Nothing, I'm not saying anything,” Blanca replied. But you clearly heard her.

What are you talking about Blanca?

The table was filled with stories, catching up with each other. Cael occasionally tells stories that make everyone smile. It feels like everything is okay, like you are just a happy family. But you're not. You know that there are unsettled issues that still need to be addressed.

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Carlos, Cael, and Ana are busy unboxing the toys she bought while you and Blanca are watching them at the porch. Seeing your boys so happy makes your heart elated.

This was my dream, to see you with our child. You were my dream Carlos. Not until you became my nightmare.

“If you weren't cheating,” you whispered, accidentally letting your thoughts out. “Did you think he filed a divorce to be with her, the other girl?” Blanca asked her.

“Why?” you replied, making Blanca chuckle. “Well, I can't blame you if you believe that. But trust me, she wasn't.” she said.

If she was not the reason. Why did he leave me? Why, Carlos?

“Mama, I know how to control it now!” Cael yelled, pertaining to his new remote control monster truck. You saw Carlos smiling at you too. “Okay Sevi, let’s race, you, me, and your Papa. If I win you’re gonna sleep in my room. If your Papa wins, you’ll get to sleep beside him in his room. But, if you win, you can choose whoever you wanna be with tonight. Okay?” Ana suggested. “Okay!” Cael responded cheerfully.

“So who do you wanna be with tonight?” Carlos asks Cael. “Eh Papa, that’s a secret,” Cael said, refusing to tell his father. This makes Carlos and Ana both laugh.

You badly want to ask him why. Why did he leave you? But you were scared about what he had to say. You were scared about talking more about the past. It is a memory that you really want to dig in off the ground.

“You two fix your shits. And I know, you know what I'm talking about. If you can't be together, at least be friends, for Cael,” Blanca seriously said before leaving you at the porch.

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AN: Here's another part. It's quite long huhu, sorry. I'm updating as much as I can before I get too busy. I hope you like this one. Let me know your thoughts and if you wanna be added in the taglist. I really appreciate your comments, likes, and messages. Thank y'all.

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a-hazbin-reader · 3 months

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Hello, happy day, first of all. Secondly, I would like to see how Alastor would give the talk to his children (the talk about how babies are made) or what would happen if his children asked him how babies are made.

😳

Alastor X Reader Headcanons

✅️Romantic

❌️Platonic

✅️Parental

TW: Shenanigans!!

Description: ☝️⬆️

His kids don't really even think about where they came from, they just know that they come from their mother and father

They don't really think about how they came to be until...their mom is suddenly pregnant again

Alastor sits down the kids, holding the youngest little girl in his lap while you hold the twins at your sides

They can't help but notice the happy look you're sharing with your husband, knowing that you two are about to announce something good

Alastor adjusts the toddler in his lap and gives his twins a sharp grin, obviously unable to contain himself

"Now, my little ones~ Do you remember how you've been asking for another sibling?"

You can't help but laugh as the twins look at each in confusion then look up at their father, the little girl shaking her head

"No-"

"Well, your mother and I have good news! Due to sheer luck and absolute carelessness, your mother has managed to spawn another baby!"

You can't help but gawk at your husband, he's trying to put all the blame on you for getting pregnant!?

You don't even get a chance to speak before your husband is kissing you, chuckling at the pout on your face

"That's not entirely true, but yes, we're having another baby."

Your twins lean on you and rub their cheeks against you, their little tails wagging in excitement

The youngest girl is still too young to understand, but she copies her siblings anyways, bleating and wiggling her tail to the best of her ability

It's a sweet moment that you wish you could take a photo of but you're too busy hugging your babies and snuggling up to your husband

It's not until later that night that it becomes a problem as Alastor is putting the twins to bed and you stand in the doorway to watch

He tucks them in and kisses their foreheads before wishing them goodnight, just about to turn out the light when it happens

"Papa, where do babies come from?"

The look on Alastor's face is enough to make you laugh, hiding it behind your hand as your husband freezes in place before regaining his composure

"Why! From mommies and daddies of course! Just like your mother and I!"

The little boy sits up fully, his sister soon following after as they give him an annoyed look

"Yeah but HOW did you make us?"

The rational part of Alastor's brain tells him that he should just tell them the truth and be done with it

But when he looks at his twin's innocent faces staring up at him expectantly...he absolutely fumbles it

Alastor lies lies and LIES through his teeth, every baby myth known to man comes to his mind as he weaves some crazy tale of how babies come to be

The stork, cabbage patches, water sprites and berry bushes-ANYTHING BUT THE TRUTH

You have to leave because you can't stop laughing at your husband, barely calming down before erupting into laughter again when Alastor climbs into bed with you

"Don't laugh..! What was I supposed to say?!"

He lets out a pathetic bleat and hugs you to him tightly, rubbing your stomach in an attempt to soothe himself

"Oh I don't know...maybe just a PG version of the truth?"

You look back at your husband to see the shocked look on his face, pulling away to see if you're being serious

"Are you telling me you could look them in the eyes and tell them what we do in bed?"

You start to get up, laughing at him

"I can go do it right now if you want-"

His arms suddenly reach out and grab you, careful of your stomach even though you're not showing yet

"NO!"

He's dragging you back into bed and rolling on top of you to keep you from getting up, fixing you the most pitiful puppy eyes you've seen yet

"Please don't...let them stay innocent..."

You can't help but roll your eyes and pet his head, leaning in to kiss his forehead before laying back

"Oh, you sappy man of mine...~ I won't...~"

You keep your promise and don't tell your twins the truth, but it's all for nothing because Angel is the one who tells them

To be fair, he didn't realize it was such a big deal at the time, he just wanted to correct some misinformation

Angel was eating with the twins, holding the littlest girl in his lap while he half listened to the older two ramble on about the new baby

"So you squirts excited for another baby in the house?"

The little boy hums in thought as he munches on his snack, ears flopping as he bounces in his seat

"Yeah but I wanna know when we'll see the stork deliver them!"

"I thought the baby was gonna come out of a cabbage?"

"What about the berry bush?"

This is where Angel might've messed up...

"What!? Don't tell me your parents fed you some lame story about where babies come from! Listen, you two most certainly didn't come from no bird and this little cutie right here?"

Angel holds up the baby girl, the toddler happily kicking her feet in the air

"Didn't come from a cabbage or nothin'! You all came from your mom because your parents had sex!"

"...what is sex?"

Now Angel sees where he fucked up, sucking in a breath before looking around the room nervously

"Okay, I'll tell you, but you guys better not tell your father I told you this!"

Angel leans in and starts whispering, the twins hanging onto his every word and forgetting their snacks

Alastor is hugging you as you sit in his lap, taking the moment alone to kiss and snuggle you, gently caressing your slight baby bump

When suddenly your little girl comes running in and points at Alastor accusingly, her brother rushing in not long after

"Papa, you lied!! You had SEX!"

You have to cling to your husband suddenly as he jumps up, looking shocked and gasping dramatically

"I did NOT! Who taught you such a word?"

The little boy giggles and runs out of the room, his sister chasing after him as they chant Angel's name

"Angel did~!"

"You little brats! You promised not to tell!"

It's all you can do not to laugh, burying your face in Alastor's shoulder as he sputters out nonsense about his children and their innocence

"Oh honey~ It's not that bad, they were bound to find out anyways..! And Angel isn't the worst person to tell them..."

You gotta act fast if you want Angel to have a chance at surviving this-

"My innocent babies..."

"It's okay, darling, you still have two other babies you can lie to about how we made them~"

He visibly perks up at that, sitting back down and resting his chin on you as his tail wags

"You're right, it's not too late to lie to them..!"

This one was so much fun!!

#hazbin hotel x reader #alastor hazbin hotel x reader #alastor hazbin x reader #alastor x reader #hazbin x reader

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sickslimez · 5 days

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STILL IN LOVE! #5 — TOJI FUSHIGURO

SYNOPSIS...after still messing around with your ex husband, you began to wonder if you’re still in love with him after finding out about his new girlfriend…

INFO...ex husband!toji x fem!reader, reader & toji have two kids, megumi is readers bio son, jealousy, smut, angst, arguments, alcohol, drinking problem, family problems, arguing in front of kids, toxic behaviors, crying, mentions of divorce

OTHER...likes and reblogs are appreciated

It’s been an entire month since your argument with Toji. Neither of you had said a word to each other, not even when he comes to pick up or drop off the kids. He keeps his distance, not bothering to wait by the door with them, instead he waits on the sidewalk and waved goodbye to them when you open the door. It seems like the kids haven’t took notice of the hostility between you and your ex husband and you wanted to keep it that way. You didn’t want them to witness anymore than they already have. Occasionally, Naya asks if she can go over Toji’s more often, growing an attachment to her father, but you always have to explain to her that he’s busy working during the week. It breaks your heart knowing that your children aren’t growing up with a fully family. You know deep down, they question why they have to go back and forth between houses just to see their father, or wondering why their mommy and daddy aren’t together like the other kids. But knowing how young they are, they wouldn’t understand a single thing. Hopefully when they’re older, they’ll learn from the mistakes you and Toji have made.

You and Nanami have been going strong recently, finding that he makes you forget about the hardships in your life. He hasn’t met the kids yet, which you don’t plan on letting happen anytime soon. He’s a nice guy, great intentions, but you want to take things slow before overstepping your own boundaries. He has took you out on two more dates ever since the first one, and each time he impresses you more and more. It feels like you can be open with him, comfortable without getting judged. He’s also a great listener, not saying a word and just letting you vent all of your feelings out until you feel better. He puts a smile on your face when he knows you’re feeling down or thinking about something that stresses you out. And most of all, he doesn’t mention what happened that morning when Toji showed up at your house. You know he heard most of everything and it was embarrassing to say the least. Toji embarrassed you.

“Mommy, can I go see daddy?” You daughter tapped your leg as you were cutting up her and megumi some fruit to snack on.

You looked down at her with a soft smile. “Tomorrow, baby. You’re gonna see him tomorrow.” You popped a raspberry in her mouth, her favorite fruit.

“Dad’s been drinking a lot.” Megumi walked into the kitchen, stealing a piece of pineapple off of the cutting board.

“What do you mean?” You immediately question, placing the knife down.

“Beer. He gets uncle Gojo to buy it for him and drinks a whole bunch,” he explained. Your lips pursed together, inhaling deeply before you let out a frustrated sigh. You shook your head in disappointment, trying not to show the anger flowing through you right now.

“So can we go see him? I’m worried!” You daughter batted her eyelashes at you, a small frown on her face. No wonder she’s been asking to see Toji so much, it all makes sense now.

“How about you guys call him to say goodnight, mommy isn’t driving right now. Plus, it’s late.” You picked up the knife, cutting more pineapple into smaller chunks.

“Please! Please! Please, mommy!” You daughter grabbed onto the hem of your shirt, nearly ripping it off of you with the way she was begging.

“Naya, cut it out! Mom said no!” Megumi slightly raised his voice, an annoyed look on his face.

“I wasn’t asking you, dummy!” Her brows furrowed in anger, her gaze now on her brothers.

“Shut up, idiot!” Megumi shouted back.

“Aye! Cut the shit!” You warned, sharing looks between both of them. Naya huffed, stomping her little feet over to the living room. “I don’t need you guys calling each other names, alright? Naya, I said no, and that means no. And Megs, stop being mean.”

“She called me it first!” He exclaimed.

“I don’t care who did it first! I don’t need y’all fighting. Naya, come here!” You shouted from the kitchen. “Eh, stay here.” You pointed at Megumi when he tried to walk away. He let out an annoyed sigh leaning against the counter. “Naya!” She turned the corner with a frown on her face, eyes watery as she looked up at you. “Baby, what’s wrong?” As soon as you asked her that question she burst into tears. Before you could even place the knife down, Megumi picked her up and held her in his arms while she cried.

“Ny-ny, what’s wrong? I’m sorry I called you an idiot, okay? I was mad, but I shouldn’t have said that,” he said softly, rubbing her back as she cried on his shoulder. The little girl hiccuped softly, wrapping her arms around her brothers neck tightly. “Do you wanna tell mommy what’s wrong?” He asked, looking at her. He brought his hand up to her face, wiping the tears.

“Da…daddy!” She sobbed, trying to catch her breath. “I wanna see…daddy!” Tears streamed down her chubby cheeks as she laid her head back on her brothers shoulder. Megumi turned to look at you, and you could see that he was also worried about his father, even if he wasn’t as vocal as it. “Mommy!” She cried.

You reached your hands out, picking her up from Megumi and holding her to your chest. “You really wanna see daddy?” You asked, wiping off her tears with your shirt. She nodded, still whimpering and sniffling. She rubbed her puffy eyes, little fists holding onto the fabric of your shirt. “Okay, we’ll go see daddy then. Megs, put your shoes on.”

You held Naya’s hand as you walked up the steps with them. She had a little smile on her face, excited to all hell to see her father. Megumi rang the doorbell, waiting patiently with you in the cold. “You excited, huh?” You chuckled, looking down at your daughter.

“Who is it?” Toji’s deep voice spoke from the other side of the door.

“Dad, it’s us!” Megumi answered. You were a little nervous to see him, knowing that this was going to be an unexpected surprise, but you had a very valid reason for showing up here. Toji unlocked the door, confusion written all over his face when he seen you and his two kids standing outside in the cold. He barely had time to register the situation before Naya ran over to him and hugged him.

“Daddy!” She yelled followed by a giggle.

“Hey, peanut!” He picked her up like she weighed nothing, sitting her on his hip and giving her a kiss on the cheek. “What’re doing here so early, huh?” He asked with a smile.

“She’s been asking about you all day…all week actually,” you spoke. “She started crying cause she missed you so much, so I brought her over here,” you explained.

Naya fiddled with her dads lip scar, as Toji stood there and stared at you for a few minutes. It’s like he almost forgot how you sounded, it’s been so long. “Well, uh, would you like to come in or are you just dropping them off?” He asked, clearing his throat.

“Yeah, I’ll come in.” The only reason you accepted was because you wanted to speak to him about his drinking problem that Megumi suddenly brought up.

“Hi, buddy.” Toji ruffled Megumi’s hair, giving him a kiss on top of his head. He closed the door behind you, your eyes immediately taking notice of the four beer cans that sat on his coffee table. A rush of disappointment came washing over you as you continued to stare at them. “Don’t mind the mess,” he awkwardly chuckled, quickly trying to clean up as he sat Naya down on the couch.

You stuffed your hands in your coat pocket, standing in the middle of the living room as he grabbed the cans and quickly took them into the kitchen. “I told you,” Megumi whispered. Toji walked back into the living room, looking at you.

“So, uh, she was crying you said?” He asked.

“Yeah,” you nodded, “she…she was like full on sobbing for you. Scared me shitless at first if I’m being honest.”

“Ny-ny, you can’t be scaring mommy like that.” Toji walked over, pinching her cheeks until she giggled. You watched the scene in front of you, seeing the smile on your daughter’s face when she was with Toji made your heart swell. “If you want, I can take them early, and come pick up their stuff tomorrow. You look…tired.”

You shrugged. “Just a little. It’s been a long week.” Toji nodded in agreement, standing back up right as all you stood there in silence while the two kids watched whatever was on the tv. “Toji, can I speak with you?”

“Yeah, yeah, what’s up?” He asked.

“In private.” You stared at him.

“Um, yeah. Megs, Ny, stay here, okay? Watch whatever you wanna watch.” He smiled at them.

“Megs, can we watch The Incredibles again?” Naya clung to her brothers arm as he grabbed the remote.

You followed Toji down the hallway to his bedroom. “How have you been?” You asked, shutting the door behind you.

“Me? I’ve been fine. How are you?” He asked, sitting on the edge of the bed. Your eyes were locked onto him as you stood there by the door. Toji had a confused expression on his face. “Something wrong?”

“How have you been, Toji?” This time you asked with more sternly, clenching your jaw.

“I don’t get…I don’t get it.” He looked around the room as if he was being pranked, awkwardly rubbing his hands on his thighs.

“Megs told me about your drinking problem. You got Gojo going out and buying beer for you all the time? Getting drunk when the kids are here?! I can smell it on your breath!” You yelled in a whisper, folding your arms across your chest.

“I only drink enough to get tipsy, okay? I wouldn’t get drunk around the kids, y/n,” he sighed, holding his head in his hands.

You scoff, “like that makes it any better. Naya keeps asking about you because she’s worried, crying her eyes out because of it, because she misses you. Megumi doesn’t say a word about how he feels, but I can tell he’s scared, Toji. You had four beers on the fucking coffee table when I walked in!” You exclaimed, eyebrows raised.

“I know,” he sighed. “I’m sorry. I just…I’m dealing with shit, y/n.” He rested his elbows on his knees, looking down at the floor.

“We are all dealing with shit, Toji, but you gotta be there for our kids! I’m not here to argue with you, okay? I just want to know what is going on. The kids want to know what’s going on.” You looked at him with concern as he avoided your gaze completely, head still hung low.

“I can’t say it.” Toji looked up, finally locking eyes with you.

“Why?” You asked.

“Because it won’t matter, y/n. I’ve made mistakes, and I’m dealing with them. That’s all there is to it.” He bit the inside of his cheek, closing his eyes.

Your expression softened. There was no need for Toji to explain what he was talking about because you already knew. He was talking about you guys, your relationship, your marriage, your family. “It wasn’t just you, Toji,” you spoke softly. “It was me too. We grew apart. It happens.”

He shook his head. “You were only acting that way because of how I was treating you. It’s not your fault so don’t say it was, please. I’m the one who fucked it up. Back then I fucked it up, and now I’m fucking it up. Every time I got something good going on I find a way to ruin it.”

“Toji…” Your voice was barely above a whisper.

He stood up from his spot on the bed and walked towards you, his muscular and tall frame trapping you against the door. “I’m sorry. I miss you, I miss what we had, mama. You gotta understand me.” He cupped your face in his hands.

“No, no, don’t do that.” You shook your head, removing his hands from you.

“Do what, mama?” He asked softly.

“That, Toji.” You kept shaking your head at him. “I can’t. We can’t.”

“Why not? Hm?” He tried to catch your eye.

“I’m with someone else,” you bluntly said. Your heart was beating loudly in your chest, almost deafening in your ears as you stood there against the door. There was nothing but silence from Toji. He took a step back from you.

“Is it him?” Toji asked. All you did was nod. He scoffed. “So y’all are really together?”

“Yeah, we are,” you answered. “He treats me good, makes me happy.”

“So you don’t love me anymore?” Toji questioned.

“I didn’t say that!” You looked at him in disbelief.

“That’s not what you said the last time we spoke to each other. What you said fucking hurt me. You hate me. You wish you never married me. Remember that?” Toji cocked his head to the side.

“I was upset, Toji.” You rolled your eyes.

“You just don’t say shit like that, y/n. Never once in our entire relationship together have I said some shit like that to you.” He stood there, waiting for you to say something, but you didn’t.

“Well, I don’t know what you want me to say! I came here because Naya was worried about you and Megumi told me about your drinking problem. That’s all I came to talk about! I didn’t come to talk about what we had going on, okay? So just fucking drop it. I’m happier, I’m better. I’m getting treated the way I deserve to be treated for the first time in my life." You snapped.

“For the first time in your life? Are you hearing how you sound right now? I know I wasnt perfect, but I did everything I could to make you happy. Yes, there were some things I could’ve done better, but I loved you like you were supposed to be loved. Why else would I marry you?” Toji walked towards you again.

“Then you should’ve showed that love. Just know I’ll be better without you.” You opened the bedroom door, walking down the hallway.

“Y/n!” Toji shouted. He followed after you as you ignored him. “Y/n!” He shouted again.

“Stop following me, Toji! I’m leaving!” You screamed.

Megumi and Naya looked over at both of you, seeing you two yelling. “I’m not done talking to you!” Toji grabbed your wrist, pulling you back.

“Well, I am!” You snatched your arm back from him.

“Stop it!” Megumi yelled, covering his little sisters ears.

You and Toji looked over at the kids sitting on the couch, Naya’s eyes watery, lip wobbly as tears threatened to spill from her eyes. Megumi shared looks between both of you, concern and fear written on his face. “Come on, let’s go back home. You’ll see daddy tomorrow.”

“I wanna stay!” Naya pouted.

“Naya, please, get in the car.” You sighed in frustration, grabbing her hand.

“No! No!” She started screaming, dropping to the floor and kicking around, throwing a tantrum.

“Get up, Naya! I’m not gonna ask you again!” You lifted her off of the floor, grabbing her hand again. She pulled away from you, running over to Toji, hugging his legs.

“Fine. Fine. Stay with your father. I’ll see both of you in a few days. I love you.” You grabbed your keys from your coat pocket, walking to the front door, slamming it shut behind you.

“Come here, baby girl.” Toji picked his daughter up.

“You two always fight! I hate it!” Megumi stormed out of the living room and into his bedroom, slamming the door behind him, making Naya jump. Toji stood there in the living room with his daughter, a lump forming in his throat. He let out a choked sob, immediately hiding his face from his daughter.

“Daddy, don’t cry.” She wiped his tears away.

“I’m sorry, baby girl.” He sniffled. Your family was falling apart right in front of Toji’s eyes. Megumi is looking for a way out of this family at such a young age, indulging in video games and tv to drown out the real problems. Naya conflicted with her feelings, crying constantly because of the state both of you were in, affecting her. Nothing is like it was before. Toji hated this was happening. This is was last thing he ever wanted.

You sat in your car outside of his house, wiping your tears from how overwhelmed you were. You were at a loss on how to fix this. Each time you tried, it ended the same. You were fearful it was going to keep getting worse, worse until there was no way to reverse the damage done.

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STEVE HARRINGTON'S ♡ LOVE GUIDE ♡

content: how steve would act when he has a crush or is beginning to date someone! sfw! word count - 547

notes: I swear steve would be the *best* boyfriend.

⟡ what it's like for steve to have a crush ⟡

steve is bold as hell when he has a crush, making his feelings well known. he has no problem flirting with you, rarely getting flustered while he talks to you. he's a smooth guy, genuinely too, as he woos you with compliments. you are amused by his confidence, liking how he comes off more adult then the other boys at Hawkin's who can't even make eye contact.

to further show his interest in you, he'll call your house, questioning you on how your day went, or sometimes just to say goodnight, while he lays on his bed, phone nestled between his ear and shoulder, as he listens to the soft hum of your voice.

when steve has a crush, he'll always make sure he looks good, becoming slightly self-absorbed, as he makes sure his hair and clothes are nicely presented.

steve will also think about his crush all. the. time. and wonder if you're thinking of him too. he talks about his crush constantly, annoying the hell out of his friends robin and dustin. he'll ramble about you, wondering if you have feelings for him too, while his friends listen, their chin resting in the palm of their hand, eyes beginning to close, as they listen, and listen, to steve talk about you.

⟡ what it's like for steve to date someone ⟡

steve is such a golden retriever of a boyfriend. steve is so caring, such a sweetheart, as he takes care with his new title ‘boyfriend.’ his girlfriend is lucky, always pampered by steve.

steve loves to spoil his gf, working tirelessly at scoops ahoy to save money to take gf to get her nails done, take her shopping or take her on a date to the movies. steve loves to buy you things, teddy bears, flowers, or chocolates, showing his love language - gift giving. whatever his gf wants, steve will buy for her. such a simp.

steve’s nicknames for you are darling, baby, dollface and princess; each one replacing your name and steve uses them so often to the point where his friends jokingly call you those nicknames.

steve is very forward, moving through his relationship quickly; he falls in love so easy with you. steve was quick to introduce you to his parents, bringing you over to his house constantly to show that he’s serious about dating you. he often will talk about marrying you or having children with you so nonchalantly. he’ll breeze right over the comments he makes: “when we get married..” or “when we have kids…” and hope that you react positively. steve can see marrying you in a few years, perhaps after you finish college or when he saves up some money. either way he wants you to get used to the idea.

steve is very affectionate, taking any opportunity to put his hands on you or kiss you deeply for hours on end. he’s a gentlemen of course, often letting you take the lead on what physical activities you get up to. he loves you and finds you beautiful. although he makes it clear he’s not only focused on being physically intimate with you, he does like to show how attracted he is to you.

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One day

Shuntaro Chishiya x Fem!Reader

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WORD COUNT: 331

SUMMARY| One day you would start your family.

Adm Note: Last post for the night! Honestly, this could be written better, but I will fix it when I wake up in the morning. I love all of your guys, Goodnight! <3

You didn’t miss the way his eyes burned into your figure as you calmed down the fussing toddler, your niece was staying with you while her father was out of town for work. She had been an angel for most of her stay but whenever it came time for her nap, she would throw a fit; all her energy was exploding at the seems, and if you could bottle it to sell you would be rich.

You ran your fingers through your nieces messy curls of hair, gently pulling apart knots in her hair, Chishiya watched with a look of longing in his eyes; you knew he would be an amazing father from how he acted with your niece.

There was only one problem; you didn’t want to have kids.

It was a conversation you two have had before, and you have said for years that you didn’t want to have children, not because you hated them; in fact it was the opposite, you adored your four year old niece. You just didn’t want to have them.

After softly tucking in your niece and pressing a kiss to her forehead, you made your way out of the room, turning off the lights until the room lit up with a gentle blue glow from her nightlight.

Chishiya was silently following you too the kitchen, where he then spoke “You’re good with her.” causing you to turn and face him.

“I know I said I don’t want to have kids but what do you think about adopting?” You didn’t want to have kids, but you wouldn’t be opposed to having kids. You didn’t want to put yourself through the pain of pregnancy and childbirth.

“It would not matter to me if we adopted or fostered kids, they would be our children and I would love them just the same.” He answered, having walked to you while talking and moved to wrap his arms over your waist.

“One day.” You answered against his lips.

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moumouton4 · 7 months

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Hii!! I saw the first time/losing virginity with the founders and was wondering if you would like to do some of the other Naruto characters!! I had wanted to ask since i think request are open?? Anyways thank you and i love your writing so so much!! (This is a plea for anything Rock lee)

First Time - Virginity Loss || Rock Lee x reader

A/n : Hello dear, this is a very good idea to do this prompt with other characters of Naruto but genuinely this takes so much time to write as there is a lot of possibility for a character. Things can go in every ways

Warnings : no mention of gender for reader, first time, grinding, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

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Word count : 1964

Again a character that I bet is a virgin. I mean look at him, he is always so dedicated to his training, when could he even have found the time to ?

In addition, I don’t think he has ever watched porn nor delved into this subject to know the erogenous parts of a woman's body. Even making children would have stayed a mystery for him if it wasn’t on the school science curriculum

You weren’t really the one to actually go to him and ask him to jump your bones, because he himself wasn’t the one to do something like this - did he even know he could ask ? - so you thought it was just as fine if it were to happen naturally by itself

And seeing how everything went so slowly today was certainly not the day you were expecting such a thing to happen

Yes you guys had a good experience in kissing matters. It seemed that it was the only form of language he had ever known when he was with you. For a hello, a good morning, a goodnight, a bless you, a you’re the best… and so on so for

Making out wasn’t something that happened a lot but as surprising as it was he seemed to know what he was doing during those heated moments

You were chilling in the living room, a book in your hand and a cup of warm tea / hot cocoa that was your best friend with how cold the weather was. A little before you decided you had enough of reading you heard the front door opening, announcing the return of your amazing and flamboyant boyfriend. Little did you know that those were only the premise of something you were eagerly expecting

His arrival was very quiet compared to what it usually is. He didn’t zoom to kiss you hello, nor did he brag on and on about the training he did nor how Might Guy was amazing. You decided not to point it out and wait for him to come up to you

After a moment he entered the living room, a not flashy at all good afternoon escaped his lips as he plumped on the couch, right next to you. Not bothering staying upright and slowly sliding on his side. It was really a pitiful scene to witness

“Love ?” you tried softly, your hand coming to rest and then rubbing in his arm “Did everything work all right ?”

For only answer he turned his head to face you and you literally saw waterfalls coming through his eyes. You knew he was quite the sensitive and passionate one so you didn’t freak out but still you were worried

It didn’t take you long to make him talk about what had happened that day. And it was quite the story, Might Guy had earlier this morning dared Kakashi to run across a frozen pond. During the race Kakashi was a bit ahead of Guy and the latter threw a kunai in the ice to disturb his opponent’s stride. But the karma struck at him and what was solid under his feet quickly started to crack. Kakashi managed to make it to the land and Guy, well he took a cold bath. He caught a cold and didn’t come this afternoon to Rock Lee’s training. It wasn’t really a problem per se, as your boyfriend trained as - and maybe more - hard and diligently as if his senseï would have been there. But still he felt like he didn’t do enough

“Please let me do everything today” he pleaded “All the shores, everything. And I’ll do even better than I’ve ever done”

You knew you couldn't even start to argue back because he wouldn’t have relented

Inching towards you he stated “I’ll start with our reunion kiss. I’m going to give you the most passionate one anyone, even me has ever given you” and with that his lips crashed - softly at first - onto yours

But then it got out of hand, and you didn’t really catch that kissing even more passionately would ineluctably lead to this. As you made out, you both felt your bodies started to tingle in places you didn’t know could feel like this

Still focused on kissing you like never before, Rock Lee kinda didn’t react to you being - by him - pulled on his lap, on his now quite straining bulge. It’s only when he felt like the kiss would be even better if he pulled you closer by the hips, when he felt you core grind on his erection, that he realized that he was painfully hard

A groan escaped his mouth, passing directly to your, his hand gripping your hips tighter and for just a second he froze, as if wondering if he could continue to kiss you, as if wanting to let you tell him if what he was doing was acceptable and respectable

You showed no signs of reluctance, quite the opposite in fact, you went back to kissing him hungrily but this time you were the one initiating the movement. You move your hips back and forth, grinding efficiently on his length, eliciting even more groans and somehow whimpers from him

After a moment of tantalizing friction you pulled back and you almost gasped when you saw the look his eyes were shooting you : he looked so fucking turn on

His hands held you hips still for a movement - as if he knew that he wasn’t strong enough to resist the power you had over him - his voice was hoarse as he whispered, making it even more intimate “And what if with this too I could show you that I can give my everything to make it the best experience for you”

“Please Lee” you moaned and his gaze turned even hungrier - you really made him snap

He didn’t lose any more time as he brought you to the bedroom. He carefully set you on the bed before turning to the drawer from where he took a condom. Why did you guys have those ? Well Naruto told him it was one of the strongest weapon against the pregnancy threat ( lmao I want children so much so don’t take the joke seriously )

His dark hair was already sticking to his forehead as his hands fumbled with the package, he was feeling so hot right now. And he seriously thought he was going to explode when he turned back to you and saw you naked before him, his face was so red, it could compete with the Uchiha’s Sharingan

It pumped even more pressure in his veins as he was now fumbling with his green suit ( how the heck is that green thing called ? ) His already hot and sweaty body stuck to the slim fabric as he tried to get it off of his sculpted body

After a long struggle, his length sprang free, standing proud and tall as he finally wrapped the protection on his throbbing member. He was now crawling between your legs, his mouth came back to yours and this time you could clearly feel his length poking and nudging against your thigh

He asked 2874624625 times before he was sure you were consenting. Once this done he carefully lined the tip of his needy member up with your entrance. His eyes bore into yours as he slowly pushed forward, making his way inside your tight warmth “Oh… this is mmh wet”

Moans and grunts cascaded from his lips as he concentrated himself not to act on the urge of simply slamming his hips into yours. With a little, delightful extra time he was finally fully sheathed inside you. He held still, far from wanting to cause any pain inadvertently

“Lee you can move now” you said softly holding back on your own sounds. But to your surprise he stayed still, as if he didn’t hear you “Lee ?” you asked again, but it seemed that feeling your velvety walls pulsing around him was the most distracting thing ever

“Huh what ?” he snapped back “Yeah yeah sorry I’ll just… ah” his body arched as he gave a subtle experiential thrust

He keeps a slow rhythm to make sure you’re doing fine, but as soon as he felt you were getting used to his size, he sped his pace. The room filled with the soft noises of his balls slapping against you, a soft thud in the darkness of the room

His want of making it the best experience ever for you became an overwhelming desire, one that pushed him to go faster and faster. He didn’t know how long he could hold back, he doesn’t know either where he can hold you to keep you in place without hurting you as he pounds into you

He may not be in complete control, he knows, no, he can feel you’re getting close - in the case he knows what an orgasm is. If not he is just going to hold back the pressure he feels in his stomach as much as he can. When you’re going to come you’ll tighten to viciously around him that he wouldn’t have any other option than to cum himself and fill the condom

As well as for making out he is surprisingly a good shot for some reason - you’re already planning on asking him if he has any experience - and he has luck too because his thrusts are getting so rough as he overs above that it allows him to graze your clit with his pubic bone

You’re gripping his arms so tightly you know there will be rest marks tomorrow. Suddenly as you feel your climax washing over you, you wrap your arms around his neck and swiftly pull him down for another heated kiss, making him gasp

As expected not long after he falls over the edge, his body spasms above yours, before his arms give out ( I tend to think that even for those ninjas sex is still somehow very draining ) he also moaned very loudly, making you very happy and grateful to not live in a terraced house

His arms snacked around you after he had pulled out and took off the condom, then he snuggled up against your warm body. His head nestled against your neck, his lips peppered your skin with soft kisses

At this point he doesn’t know anymore what he is doing, he is on autopilot as he nuzzles against you. He shivers and you pull the blanket over his naked body

And when you ask him if he is doing okay he goes “Huh ?”

“I said, are you happy with your performance ?” you teased

“I-I love you Y/n” he whispered, his fingers drawing patterns on your bare skin

For now you guys stay in each other’s arms and enjoy the afternoon, maybe take a nap or something, but either way you’re staying together

You chuckled at the effects the afterglow was having on him "I love you too"

That’s fine you’re going to wait to know if he was happy with your first time having sex. But he would only be satisfied if you were

From this day, love making became something casual that your boyfriend would always ask you about in the intimacy of your home, just to make sure you’re not missing anything - well with time he learns to be a little bit more implicit about it

He also somehow gets more protective of you, as if he kinda understood in a more complex way what it meant to date someone

There was only one thing he'd finally got wrong that day, and hopefully, this first time wasn’t going to the best experience for you, because with him many others would come, and each one better than the last

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heavyhitterheaux · 17 days

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I Miss You

First Babies of Private Garden Fic

Synopsis: You and your triplets miss your favorite person, so you decide to do something about it

Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

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Waking up to a dark room, indicating that it was still the middle of the night and hearing sniffles, you reached over and turned on the bedside lamp to see Axel crying and upset sitting next to you. Ivy and Autumn were still sound asleep on the other side of you opposite of where Axel was.

“Bubs? What's going on? Did you have a bad dream?” You asked as you slid him onto your lap once you sat up, but all he did was cry harder.

“Come on baby, you have to tell me what's wrong so I can help you.” You said trying to comfort him as you rubbed his back.

“I miss daddy. I wanna see daddy.”

Your heart broke seeing how upset he was, but you completely understood. Jack had been on tour for a few weeks and you had to get used to the new normal of not being with him all the time since you now had three little ones to take care of. The both of you had been going back and forth on whether to take them on tour, and you both decided that they were too young and you would wait until they were older.

“Can we call him?” Axel asked with a hopeful look on his face, but it immediately left when you shook your head no.

“It's the middle of the night, bubs. Daddy’s probably sleeping like we're supposed to be doing right now.”

“But…” His bottom lip started to quiver, breaking your heart even more.

“Okay, tell you what? How about later on after we sleep, we go and see daddy?”

“Really?” Axel asked through sniffles and wiped his nose on his pajama top sleeve.

“Yes and I know he misses us too. But it's going to be a surprise so we can't tell him, okay?” You told Axel and he simply nodded. Since he definitely stole your phone and called him earlier.

“Now, let's try and get some sleep.” Axel nodded as he agreed with you and slid back under the comforter on Jack’s side of the bed as he hugged his pillow.

“This smells like daddy.”

You smiled to yourself as you watched him drift off back to sleep and instantly grabbed your phone to text Urban.

You- Call me when you wake up

Not even two minutes later, you got a response

Urby Baby- I'm awake now, you okay?

You- Sir, you should be sleeping

Urby Baby- I'll sleep later, anyway what do you need bestie?

You- I'm surprising Jack and bringing the triplets so your job is to keep him occupied until we get there

Urby Baby- You got it. Not a problem.

You- Axel woke up crying and upset and said he misses him 😢

Urby Baby- You sure he didn't mean me?

You- URBAN 🙄

Urby Baby- Just kidding! I'll see you later. What time should you be here?

You- In time for his show. I'm letting them sleep a little and then we'll start to get ready

Urby Baby- Sounds good. Text me if you need me.

You- Okay, goodnight and go to sleep NEOW

Urby Baby- For you to be barely 5 feet, you sure act like you run shit

You- Urban, I will jump through this phone this instant

Urby Baby- Violent as always. Anyway, night bestie.

Later on in the day, the four of you were on your way to see Jack when he cornered Urban, because you hadn't answered your phone all morning and he was now growing concerned.

“Urb, Y/N hasn't answered her phone except for when I sent a good morning text.”

“She's dealing with your three big ass headed children. I'm sure she's fine.”

“But she never goes this long without answering me and I can't even see her location.” He said while trying to check where you were.

“Will you calm down? I know she's fine and so are the babies. She's probably just a little busy. I mean they are three years old.”

“I guess you're right. I just…. I already don't like leaving her and them for long periods of time but she just about damn near threatened me to go on this tour because if it was left up to me, I would have stayed home.”

“Yep, sounds just like your wife.”

“HEY!”

“I was just saying!” Urban exclaimed while holding up his hands in defense while all Jack did was shake his head before attempting to call you again, except a text from you came through and he was finally able to let out a sigh of relief.

Wifey- Been busy all day, I'll facetime you later. Love you boo bear 😘💕

Jack- Now you know I worry about you and was starting to low key panic. Glad you're okay, love you too ♥️

The four of you were now at the arena, and Urban had met you at the gate in the back. He was immediately attacked by the triplets and they showed him the homemade gifts that they made for Jack.

Urban picked up Autumn as Ivy and Axel were walking beside you and led all of you backstage to where everyone was. Seeing all their uncles kept them occupied as they spotted them, but Axel quickly became uninterested when we walked back over to you and tapped your leg.

“Yes, baby?”

“Want daddy.”

“He's around him somewhere, bubs. He's probably getting ready right now and then we'll see him.”

Axel let out a huff being unsatisfied with your answer as Urban stifled a laugh.

“He might look like Jack, but definitely has your attitude.” Urban leaned over to whisper in your ear as you pinched him.

“OUCH!”

“Urban Wyatt….”

“Don't get mad at me for telling the truth.”

“Where is he anyway?”

“He was just in here before I walked out to get you so I'm not sure.” Urban answered as he shrugged his shoulders.

Just then Jack walked back in the room, eyes glued to his phone and suddenly your phone went off indicating that you had a text from him.

Baby Daddy- I'm about to go on soon and you haven't called me yet. If you don't love me anymore just say so 😔💔

He had obviously heard it, because he looked up confused and smiled when he spotted you. But before he could make his way over to you, Axel made a beeline towards him.

“DADDY!”

Hearing him exclaim startled Ivy and Autumn who then ran over to Jack too as he had picked up Axel and the girls were holding one leg each.

“Is this why mommy wasn't answering my calls?” He asked Axel and he simply nodded as he kissed his cheek.

“She said we couldn't tell you. I missed you daddy.”

“Me too!”

“I missed you the most!” Autumn said and both of her siblings made a face at her which made you and Jack laugh. Axel looked at her as if he wanted to fight her.

“Well I missed my wife and babies too. Have you three been good for mommy?” He asked as he made his way over to you and leaned down to kiss you with Axel trying to push you away from Jack.

“Axel!” Jack said as he turned to him, but all he did was smile as you laughed.

“I missed daddy, so I deserve a hug and kiss too.” You said and Axel just looked at you before holding Jack tighter.

“Mine.” Was all he whispered as you rolled your eyes. He was infamous for doing that.

“Hmm, I bet you did miss daddy. That video you sent me the other day was all the confirmation I needed.” Jack muttered so only you could hear as he sat down and you pinched him, just like you did Urban.

“OW!”

“Behave!”

“I am! Just wait till later. Anyway, my babies still didn't answer my question.’

“Yes! Now mommy help me please!” Autumn said as she was trying to hop up on the couch to sit next to Jack.

You helped her up and placed her next to Jack while Ivy was on the other side of him and Axel still had a death grip on him.

“Still think I don't love you?” You asked him responding to his text from earlier as you leaned over and put a hand in his curls.

“I know you do, I was just being dramatic.” He said as he shrugged and Axel had laid his head on his shoulder.

“Oh, so you admit that you are?”

“Hold on, wait. That was a trick question.”

“I can assure you, baby that it wasn't.”

Since Jack had two shows back to back in the same city, once the show was over, the two of you had just put the triplets to sleep in the hotel suite not too far from the venue as you two were on the couch flipping through channels since neither of you were tired.

“Baby…” Jack said as he leaned down to kiss you.

“Yes, smush?”

“Thank you for today. I needed it. You have no idea how much I missed you and our babies.”

“Of course. Axel woke up crying and said he missed you so I had to fix that. Like homeboy was BAWLING.”

“Not too much on my mans now. You used to always do the same thing when we had to be away from each other for an extended amount of time. It would be like three days before I had to leave and you would be crying.”

“I literally have not been away from your dumbass since I was fourteen. Excuse me if I have separation anxiety. I still do to a certain extent, but the triplets help keep me occupied. You mean the absolute world to me even though you know that. I just…” You trailed off as you started to get tears in your eyes and Jack quickly noticed.

“Babe? Why are you upset? Talk to me.”

“More often than not, I think about how I almost made you a widow and a single parent of three children. Like the thought never leaves my mind. Ten years with you wasn't enough. And to then be separated from you forever?”

“No amount of years will ever be enough. I love you in this lifetime and all the ones after that. You fought tooth and nail to come back to us and all of the doctors and nurses could see it. I knew when I first laid eyes on you that you were my soulmate.” Jack said as he lightly stroked your face and kissed away your tears.

“I love you and I will never get tired of saying it. And I'm always here to remind you of how important you are to me. We've shown each other how much we want this marriage to last. Being away from you for that month when everything had gone to shit, I just knew that I had lost you. I was literally waiting for the divorce papers.”

“That never crossed my mind. I wanted to make it work and we did just that. I love you more than anything and I'm so happy that I can still tell you that in person. I noticed your eyes literally light up every time I say it.” You giggled as you kissed his nose and he immediately turned a shade of bright red.

“And I can still make you blush.” You said while laughing harder.

“Baby, stopppppp.” Jack responded as he hid in your shoulder and you played in his curls.

It was quiet for a few minutes as both of you were watching the movie that Jack had decided on before you broke the silence.

“Hmm, did you forget?”

“Forget what?” Jack asked as he looked at you confused.

“How much I missed daddy. I think I need to show you. The movie can wait.” You responded as you hopped up from the couch and walked backwards to the bedroom as Jack smirked before running after you.

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axelsagewrites · 8 months

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HotD Modern Boyfriend Headcannons

Includes: Aemond, Aegon, Jace, and Lucerys

Word count: 794

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Aemond

Aemond is defiantly very shy in the initial stages but not so much a blushing mess than an overly stoic character who’s afraid to get hurt

He’s really bad at saying how he feels but he expresses it in different ways

He’ll pick you up your favourite candy when your sad

Or buy a book that reminds him of you

He also always wants to solve your problems

So, if you’re ill he’s already ubered your favourite food to your house

And is also already in his car to hand deliver your favourite snacks

He was reserved about PDA to begin with

He didn’t want you to think he was being possessive or anything

But now he refuses to not be holding your hand in public

Also, he isn’t possessive

But he defiantly has a jealous streak

He isn’t afraid to glare at someone who hugs you for a little too long

Or will drop into the conversation by wrapping his arm tightly around your waist

Aegon

Aegon is the type of guy where neither one of you really know if you’re dating

Till one day he just randomly kisses you goodbye without thinking

Then suddenly boom dating

He’d definitely be all touchy feely about things

He likes to hold your hand, twirl you around, show you off

He wouldn’t get jealous often and instead take a secret pride in knowing he has you and they don’t

But he can get insecure at times and will need to be the little spoon

He loves being the little spoon

He just loves to be held

He also will name drop you into every conversation and deliberately check the time to see his lock screen of you

He is also your biggest hype man and loves to take photos of you

Like you’ll go on a date, and he’ll have done a full photo shoot of you the whole time

Even when he has no clue what you’re talking about he just loves to listen to your voice

Defiantly wants to call every night to say goodnight or even fall asleep on face time

Jace

Jace is a romantic through and through

He’ll set up weekly movie nights whether at home or out with all the snacks and its always a rom com

The type of boyfriend to always be cold cause he’s gave you his jacket

He would give you his shoes and walk back bare foot if your feet hurt

He’d also set you up your own drawer, if not multiple, for when you come over filled with snacks

Jace would love to have sleep overs filled with sheet masks and cuddles

He is very affectionate even around his family his arms always over your shoulder

He’d defiantly treat you like a passenger princess and drive you everywhere

However, despite his wholesome side this man gets jealous easily

Defiantly the type to pout when you leave but ends up feeling guilty cause he doesn’t want to hurt you

Much prefers a casual night in with you than anything else

Especially if it’s a family night where you dominate him in monopoly and hang out with Luke

He’s had your kids’ names picked out since your second date

And don’t ask to look at his Pinterest cause that’s where your weddings already planned

Luke

He is so the type to have a crush on his best friend and be terrified to ask you out

However, once you start dating and he’s more comfortable the ‘bullying’ aka flirting starts

If he’s taller than you, or able to get on a chair, he would hold your stuff out your reach

He would also make you play the Xbox with him just so he could win

However, he’d also end up feeling bad and then play the sims with you instead

He’d defiantly get a Minecraft realm for you to share so he can go out mining and you can just build pretty houses

Luke is also so chuffed when he sees you in one of his hoodies

Like it’s the cutest thing he’s ever seen so he buys more so you can steal them

He’d probably be shyer with PDA but in privacy he’d curl up in your arms

Loves to go on dates to the bowling alley or laser tag but especially the arcade

He will spend 20 minutes trying to win you a teddy

Speaking of he defiantly considers your stuffed animals that he buys you your children

His friends always tease him for being a simp and he pretends to be annoyed but secretly loves it

His camera roll is filled with horrible pictures of you that he refuses to delete cause ‘you look cute babe. Like a gremlin,’

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nebulaafterdark · 1 year

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Heyy girlie, can we please get another smutty Harwin one-shot?🧎🏻‍♀️Maybe one where reader is already a few months pregnant with the fourth child, and they're trying to get at it while they're visiting family (any major house/castle) for a few months?

Hey! I’m gonna just jump to every conclusion that this is Queen’s Hand related, because you mentioned their fourth child. If not, shameless plug, go read The Queen’s Hand. Thanks for requesting!

My Princess

Summary: Princess Y/N Targaryen and her husband Ser Harwin are visiting her sister Rhaenyra on Dragon Stone. Harwin wants a few minutes alone.

18+ ONLY, SMEXY TIMES

When Y/N discovers she is pregnant, both she and her husband are in shock. They had not been trying for another child, in fact they carefully prevented it. As they are parents to three wonderful children already, the youngest of whom, their only son, caused his mother a great deal of hardship on the birthing bed.

The princess panicked, as did Harwin, though he never made his apprehension known. He simply loved her through it, that’s what Harwin does, he loves her through it. Through the first weeks of tears and constant worry, through the nausea and morning sickness, to the bump that makes itself known at the half way mark of her term.

Now they are off visiting Rhaenyra, Daemon and their children on Dragon Stone. It will be the last time they travel dragon back before the birth of the new babe.

Harwin loves his wife, their children and her family. Forever loyal to the mighty house Targaryen. Spending time with her lot has never bothered him, but getting Y/N alone is nearly impossible.

The children run her round until all hours, and when it is time to retire, Rhaenyra finds her way to their chambers. The sisters have never been apart as they are now, so when they are together, separating them is difficult.

While Ser Harwin will never voice his frustration, Daemon has no problem doing so.

“I want my wife in my bed.” The Prince tells Rhaenyra, leaning against the doorframe. Though he loves Y/N, enough is enough and the line must be drawn somewhere.

“Oh alright,” Rhaenyra waves him over.

Daemon smirks at her, “goodnight, Y/N. Goodnight, Ser Harwin.”

“Goodnight.” Y/N yawns as the door closes behind them.

Harwin huffs a laugh, seating himself at the foot of their guest mattress.

“Are you not pleased, my love?” The Princess taps a toe to his back.

“I am quite pleased, Princess. Finally I have you alone.” He turns, catching her foot. “All night.”

Y/N grins at him, stroking a hand over her belly. There are stories she heard coming up, about men who wouldn’t touch their wives when they were with child. That sex was for producing heirs and once that was done, there was no farther need. The knight would hear none of that.

“See,” he looks to his wife. “You’re proud of what you’ve done.”

“I am proud that you find me attractive in this state, yes.”

“Do you want to know the truth of it?”

Y/N nods as Harwin takes her foot, laying a kiss to her ankle.

“I find you attractive in every state, but this,” his lips move higher, up her shin to the knee. “Is a privilege. To watch you swell with my child, our child, created solely from my love for you…” The groan that rubbles out from low in his chest has Y/N sucking her bottom lip between her teeth.

The Princess tells him. “I would bear you a hundred children, if I could.”

He stops to nuzzle her belly before continuing upwards, feathering light kisses to the low neckline of her dress. Her breasts swollen and sensitive from the growing babe. “But we must not take chances, my love. I do not intend to outlive you.”

“I know that you worry…and for good reason.” After the last time. After both of their mothers and countless women who’ve lost their lives on the birthing bed. “But I am here now because of you.”

“You are here now because you are strong. I will do everything within my power to aid in the timely and easy birth of this child.”

Y/N pecks a kiss to his cheek. “You are a selfless and noble man.”

He turns to catch her lips. “I am nothing without you.” Harwin murmurs, with reverence. Peeling away the layers of her clothes while the Princess makes quick work of his own.

Her eyes find his as they break apart, cupping his face, stroking her thumbs over his cheeks. Struggling to find words for the emotion that tugs deep within the strings of her heart.

“I know.” Harwin assures her, with gentle kisses to her forehead and nose.

Y/N nods, leaning into his touch. Harwin and their children are the world to her, she shows them everyday. Though the right sentiments evade her, love for them does not.

They fall onto the mattress, Harwin holding his weight above her, mindful of their child.

“Closer,” Y/N pleads, tugging him toward her lips.

“Turn around for me.” Harwin leans back on his heels, with a little love tap to his wife’s behind as she moves to face away from him.

She smirks, swatting at his hand. “Ser Harwin!”

“Forgive me, Princess.” He chuckles, lining his cock up with her hot little cunt.

Y/N is not one for formalities, not with her beloved husband, and certainly not in their marriage bed. However she is not above teasing and through his love, she finally found a love for her title.

“My princess.” He breathes against the shell of her ear.

It sends a shiver down her spine. “Please.”

The knight groans, easing himself into her. “Fuck, sweetheart.” He smooths a hand over her back, gentling her into her forearms. His thrusts are slow and deep, teasing at that spot within her.

Y/N whimpers, twisting her fingers in the bed sheets, in the absences of his hand.

“Longed for you all day. For this. To bring you back to our rooms and bury myself inside you.”

“I?” She had done nothing but chase children round the castle.

“Always you, only you.” Harwin says between gritted teeth, her walls tight around his length, her wetness growing with each pass.

Y/N hums, low in her throat as his hands angle her hips just so…so deep, the tip of him kissing her cervix with each pass. “Fuck.” It’s nearly too much.

“Come here, sweetheart. Back up on your knees, lean against me.” I want to kiss you.

The Princess obeys, bringing her back to her husband’s chest, allowing him to support her weight with gentle arms held around her. One hand sneaking down to toy with her bundle of nerves. “Harwin,” she all but wails.

His poor, sensitive, sweet wife, completely at his mercy. “Hush now,” the knight whispers, turning her face toward him slightly, swallowing her cries as he takes her breast in hand. Rolling her sensitive nipple to a firm peak.

Her first orgasm surprises them both, churning her insides to molten lava. Tears cascading over her cheeks, mouth open wide, panting. Squealing in protest when his movements do not cease.

“Shhh,” Harwin cooes, thumbing feather light circles over her pearl. “Gentle. I will be gentle.”

Her cunt still pulses around him, encouraging his thrusts to continue.

“Don’t fight, let it come, sweetheart.”

The pleasure is blinding, surely she will die of it. Y/N has both hands tightly fisted in his dark curls. “I- Harwin.”

“I know,” Harwin soothes a hand along her side. “I’ve got you. Make a mess on my cock.”

She sobs her release into the quiet air of their guest quarters. Soaking him in her slick and knocking his greedy fingers from her clit. “Enough. Cum for me now.”

He thrusts into her thrice more before finding his release. Coming down to the feel of his wife’s gentle kisses, delicate fingers stroking his hair. Falling onto their sides to catch their breath.

“I love you.” Y/N yawns, beginning to doze already.

“I love you, Y/N.” More than you will ever know. More than words can say.

#hotd smut #house of the dragon #ser harwin strong #harwin smut #ser harwin #harwin strong x reader #harwin strong x you #harwin strong #harwin imagine #harwin strong smut #harwin x reader #ser harwin x reader

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am-i-interrupting · 2 months

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Just wanted to do a little list of requests & ideas I’ve got in the words. Feel free to send in stuff to add onto it. I just wanted to have it all in one place for my sake and thought I’d post it.

Good luck in advance on trying to decode some of my short hand.

Multiples:

Hyperactive— Lute & Velvette [SFW]

Kitten in Heat [NSFW]

New Reader Who Doesn’t Know People’s Importance [SFW]

Powerful Reader [SFW]

Pretty Princess— Velvette & Vox [SFW]

Reader Doesn’t Call Them Nicknames [SFW]

Red Lipped Revolution— 1950s [SFW]

Saying Goodnight [SFW]

Sweet but a Psycho [SFW]

Welsh [SFW]

Alastor:

“I’ve Already Taken Off My Shirt” -Veth Brenatto [SFW]

Make This Man Watch Golden Girls [SFW]

Licks Him Mid-Argument [SFW]

Photographed Memories [SFW]

TT— Caught Cuddling [SFW]

TT— Doll Parts [SFW]

TT— First Meeting [SFW]

TT— Shovel Talk From the Sins [SFW]

Husk:

Husk Fell Asleep, Reader Took a Picture [SFW]

Purrito [SFW]

Sunbathing Cat Style [SFW]

Lucifer:

Emotionally Drained Comfort [SFW]

Perv-Luci [NSFW]

Lute:

Handcuffs & Chains Excite Me [NSFW]

Uh-Oh, A Fucky-Wucky While Doing the Fucky-Wucky [NSFW]

Rosie:

Possession Kink Awakened Via Collar [NSFW]

Thick Thighs. . . Can Cause Someone to Pass Out if They Squeeze too Hard [NSFW]

Trying to be Better For Her [NSFW]

Velvette:

Meet the Business Partn— Vox, Put Down the Knife! It’s Just Vel’s Partner! [SFW]

Vaggie:

Charlie & Reader Send Vaggie Pictures [NSFW]

Domestic Cleaning [SFW]

Vox:

Gyaru!Reader [SFW]

Alastor’s Soul [SFW]

He Watches During Meeting? Okay, Bet. [NSFW]

Just a Sprinkle of Angel’s Dust [SFW]

Mothman vs Reader Battle Royale [NSFW]

Love You Like A Love Song [SFW]

OATSH— Heat Married Version [NSFW]

OATSH— Rosie & Vox team up [SFW]

OATSH— Two Hands Bloody [NSFW]

OATSH— Zippers [NSFW]

Poison Ivy [SFW]

Put the V in Virgin [NSFW]

Val Child. . . [SERIES— COMING SOON I have a problem pairing characters with people’s children & I know it]

#vox x reader #hazbin vox x reader #alastor x reader #hazbin alastor x reader #hazbin husk x reader #hazbin lucifer x reader #hazbin rosie x reader #rosie x reader #hazbin hotel lucifer morningstar x reader #hazbin vaggie x reader #hazbin hotel velvette x reader #writing list

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acey-wacey · 2 years

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Meeting Your Future Children

This was requested a while back by @sunsethw4 but I never completed the request. So finally, here is the second part.

...

♠️ Deuce Spade ♠️

Deuce nearly had a heart attack when he saw a little girl sitting on his bed.

She was about 8, young enough to be curious, but old enough to have manners.

When he walked in the room, her eyes lit up and she hopped off the bed, running to hug Deuce around the waist.

"Daddy! I'm so happy to see you!"

*insert blue screens*

"I've been waiting for you so long! This place is weird. I saw Unca Ace earlier and he didn't even say hi back!"

"How... Sorry, who are you?" Deuce managed to ask through his confusion. The girl seemed to know Ace but she wasn't familiar to Deuce at all.

The little girl cleared her throat as if she had been rehearsing her answer.

"Nina Eloise Spade."

She beamed at him when she finished recording her name. After a few seconds, she whispered in his ear.

"Did I do good, daddy?"

"Uh, yes you did very good. So you are..."

"Daddy's so forgetful! I'm your daughter, silly!"

She giggled and hid her face in his stomach.

Deuce was really confused, so he did what he normally would do when he was in an odd situation.

He went to you.

When you opened the door to Ramshackle, the last thing you expected was a child to stroll right in and make herself at home.

She sat down on the couch, swinging her legs while you and Deuce looked on in shock.

"Mummy, can I please have some apple slices?"

You smiled awkwardly and rubbed the back of your neck.

"I'm sorry, I don't know where your Mummy is, but I can get you a snack?"

"You're all being silly today! My mummy is right there!"

She pointed at you with a little finger and a goofy smile.

It took you a moment, but you remembered this trope from novels back home. It never occured to you that something this outlandish would ever actually happen, even in this crazy, twisted world.

"We're your parents?"

You gestured to you and Deuce and the girl nodded vigorously.

You looked at Deuce incredulously before realizing the implications.

Both of you turned away as quickly as you could.

You went to Crowley and he was much more inclined to help get the child home than he ever was to help you.

Over the next few days, Deuce's parents instincts kicked in.

He doted on Nina so much, giving her everything she needed.

He figured there was nothing wrong with spoiling her while she was only there for a little while.

He read her stories every night and tucked her in, never forgetting the goodnight kiss that she begged for.

It was sad when she finally had to leave but Deuce was reassured by the fact that he would see her again someday.

Now his only problem was figuring out how to get there.

...

🍏 Epel Felmier 🍏

Epel was in for a big surprise when a young boy practically ambushed him on the way to magishift practice.

The boy kept at him and clung to his torso until an older girl pried him off.

She wrangled the boy and held him in her arms, smiling sympathetically at Epel.

"Milo, quit being annoying. Dad's busy."

Epel was very confused.

The older girl held the boy in her arms, bouncing him on her hip while another girl clung to the older girls sleeve.

"Papa, where are we?"

The little girl blinked up at Epel, making him even more confused.

"I don't know where your papa is but this is Night Raven College."

The girl's eyes lit up with recognition and she smiled shyly, burying deeper into the older girls side.

"I remember. Mama said papa and her used to go to school here."

Epel was a bit concerned about being late for magishift but the weird kids wandering the campus were a good enough excuse to shirk his duties.

"Who are your mama and papa? I might be able to help you find them."

"I don't know where mama is, but at least we have you, papa!"

The boy apparently named Milo chirped enthusiastically.

It was only then that Epel noticed the purple tint to each of the children's hair as well as their facial features that struck him with a startling sense of deja vu.

Of course he could never forget where he recognized their features since he spent most of his time absentmindedly thinking about you.

"Are you all related to Y/N?"

"Yeah, yeah, mama!"

He didn't know what to think about that except that you were far to young to be having children. The oldest looked about 11 and since you were in highschool, there was no possibility of you being their real mama.

"Alright, I'll take you to them, but would you tell me your names first?"

The oldest sighed and shook her head.

"I didn't know you were so old that you don't remember, papa. I'm Marta, then Charlotte, and Milo's the baby."

Epel walked them around the school to find you, Milo insisting on being carried.

He definitely got a few stares and he prayed Vil wouldn't see him but eventually, he found you.

Milo jumped right out of Epel's arms and into yours.

You were startled but the tiny arms wrapped around your neck were quite welcome.

You laughed and asked Epel who the kids were.

He explained his hunch about them looking suspiciously similar to you and him.

He figured they must have been an alchemical accident but you shooed his hypothesis away, happy to be able to play with the kids.

Marta wasn't that much younger than you and she was very bright so she noticed something was off and pointed out how they must have travelled to the past.

You made a mental note to deal with the idea of you and Epel having children together at a later date.

For now, you just played with the kids, content to blow off your responsibility as long as you had their puppy eyes.

Epel couldn't get out of quite as many things since Vil violently disliked children but he took as much time as he could to see them.

After all, Charlotte was so cute, sitting on his lap while he read to her and trying to follow along even though she couldn't read yet.

You didn't want to say goodbye but it was lovely to have a little glimpse of your and Epel's future together.

...

🐊 Sebek Zigvolt 🐊

Sebek was just minding his business, training as peacefully as one can with his frame of mind, when you burst into the Diasomnia dorm with two little boys chasing you with wooden swords.

He was alarmed to say the least but something about the boys was oddly familiar.

The tilt of their eyes and their chubby cheeks gave him flashbacks to his baby pictures, the only difference being their (h/c) hair that contrasted their bright green eyes.

"Sebek, meet Caspian and Theodore, our children."

His face turned bright red and he started screaming as he usually resorts to when flustered.

"I don't know what you mean to imply, human, but I can assure you that I... that we... we don't have children!"

You just shrugged, having already been briefed on the situation and already accustomed to world-changing magical events.

"I mean, not yet obviously, but the boys are from the future. Isn't that right, my babies?"

Theodore was obviously a mama's boy with his toy sword forgotten and his arms wrapped around your legs.

Caspian seemed to be a little older and emulated a more calm presence.

He was still a mama's boy obviously, but he stood straight as a board with a goofy grin on his face as you ruffled his hair.

He reminded you of a certain other rigid knight that you happened to know.

"What do you mean "the future"? I would never have children with a human?"

You gasped in offense and pulled the boys closer to you.

"How come you say such a thing in front of the children, Sebek? Cas, Theo, won't you go on and say hi to your father?"

Theo rushed over and reached up at Sebek, doing grabby hands until you urged him to pick up the little boy.

Caspian just waved and smiled before resuming his knightly posture, no doubt picked up from his father's influence.

"This is... oddly domestic."

Sebek mused as Theodore buried his face into Sebek's neck.

You smiled, already deeply attached to the boys despite having known them for about an hour.

"Just something to look forward to."

Another wave of blush was forced into Sebek's cheeks.

He was about to start screaming again when you shushed him and gestured to the boy in his arms who was apparently so tuckered out from playing that he immediately fell asleep.

As if subconsciously knowing it was right, Sebek smiled and kissed the boys forehead.

"Daddy, am I doing good? Can I be a knight now, like you"

Caspian looked up at his dad with expectant eyes, holding his toy sword at his side like a proper soldier.

"You're doing wonderfully, Cas. In a few short years, maybe you can start your knight training."

Caspian whooped in excitement before clearing his throat and forcing his smile into a serious face.

You laughed at his childish giddiness and couldn't help but loose your thoughts in a daydream of it being like this all the time.

Maybe in a few years.

...

🐺 Jack Howl 🐺

Jack was used to waking up early but not usually by rustling in his bed.

When he finally opened his eyes, three little girls were curled up next to him in bed.

He would've jumped away immediately if you hadn't put up your hand with a sympathetic smile.

"I'm so sorry, Jack. I tried to stop them but these mischief-makers would've broken in anyway so they might as well have some supervision."

He raised an eyebrow, the girls still huddled around him.

"And who exactly are these mischief-makers?"

You inhaled through your teeth and smiled sheepishly.

"So please don't freak out about this because it will probably freak you out. They are our daughters from the future."

Out of all the things he expected you to say, that was pretty darn low on the list.

"What?"

"This is Genesis," you gestured to one of the girls. She had white coily hair and tall ears sticking out on her head. "Aria," the second girl was clinging to Jack's arm. Her hair was (h/c) and she sported the same fluffy ears as her sister. "And finally, Luna," the third girl was just a baby. Aria cradled Luna in her arms, supporting her head while she slept.

"So I shouldn't be worried?"

"I mean, you should be a little worried but maybe wait until later in the day? They got transported here at 2 am this morning. They need a little TLC."

Jack scoffed, amazed at how you took each new strange happening in stride.

"I, uh, I'll tell Leona I can't make it to magishift practice today."

You smiled and sat down on the edge of the bed, gingerly awaiting a response.

Jack raised an eyebrow but gave in and gestured with his head for you to join the others.

You smiled, almost deviously, and took your place in the cuddle pile, holding your would-be daughters tight.

Jack sighed and brushed a hair out of Genesis' face.

She mumbled in her sleep and snuggled into his side.

He smiled, resigning to be confined in his bed for at least a couple more hours.

After all, cuddling with a bunch of fluffy wolves and his girlfriend couldn't be the worst possibility in the world.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst x reader #disneytw #deuce spade #deuce spade x reader #epel felmier #epel felmier x reader #sebek zigvolt #sebek zigvolt x reader #jack howl #jack howl x reader

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my-own-walker · 11 months

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kit walker smut where they’re having an affair, or if you don’t write stuff like that, that’s okay :)

In A House That Isn't Mine

note: OOOOOH SPICY BITTTCCCCHHH YES!!! gotta make Y/N the cheater here tho bc kit is too kind to cheat...

summary: a disgruntled housewife, whose husband is likely already cheating on her, takes her sorrows to our very own kit walker (pre-asylum).

warnings: adultery/cheating/affair/whatever tf you wanna call it, sm*t duh,

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I was growing tired of nights spent alone. I held a cigarette in my teeth while lighting it and proceeded to take a long drag. From my seat at the dining room table, I watched the window. Headlights passed by sparingly, each one getting my hopes up. 9 pm. It seemed likely that my darling husband would not be returning home tonight.

I was married off in 1959 at the age of 20. It was pseudo-arrganed. In that, my father was friends with my husband-to-be's father. They were business partners, actually. His boy was shy of "boy" status, at 30 years old. His father worried for his unmarried child, and my father offered 19-year-old me up. How dandy.

Upon meeting Keith, I was swept away by his chivalry and coyness. He was my prince charming. My own girlish fantasies of being a wife and mothering children blinded me from what was truly happening. We married in the Spring, just after my twentieth birthday.

It wasn't even when the ring was finally slipped on my finger that things changed. It was when we began having fertility issues. Issues that, let's just say, were not my fault in the slightest. But, in his eyes, it was me that couldn't give him a child.

That was when the late nights began. The child in me that was excited to welcome my husband home, prepare his dinner, and kiss him goodnight was crushed. He increasingly spent nights away from our home in the two years we were married.

It was only fair that my eyes began to wander as well. I received no attention from my own husband, so I sought it elsewhere.

My car, bought for me by my father as a wedding present, had a small leak in the tire. As part of my daily chores, I went to go get it patched up at a local repair shop. My car was my only freedom from the hell I was living in.

The old man who answered the phone at the shop earlier in the day was not the man who greeted me when I arrived. Certainly not. This was a man my age, with soft golden curls and a lazy smile. He moved with confidence and had a piercing gaze that made my stomach flip.

He fixed my tire quickly and handed me his home phone number scribbled on a scrap of paper with a wink. Kit Walker, MElrose-3437. I assume he hadn't seen the wedding band on my finger.

It was a while before I gathered the courage to actually call this 'Kit' character. The receiver suddenly felt heavy in my hand, knowing I was doing something wrong, but it was another night in which Keith didn't care to come home from 'work.'

Seeing Kit became a regular thing. My being married was no problem for him. We fooled around whenever I felt lonely, which was essentially all the time.

And on this particular night, the feeling was too much to bear. Seeing the fifteenth car pass by with no sign of my husband, I stood and walked to the phone.

'Hello?' his low voice spoke over the line.

'Hi Kit,' I replied.

'Y/N,' he sighed. I could hear him smiling in his voice. 'How are ya?'

'Come over?' I asked, wasting no time.

'You sure I can?' he spoke lowly.

'Yes,' I uttered. I hung up the phone and rushed to the bedroom to make it presentable. If my husband saw it fit to lay in some other woman's bed, it was perfectly fine that Kit laid in ours.

Kit arrived within the hour. He completely changed my perspective on life. The air felt lighter as soon as he entered the house. He smelled of tires and dry wood cologne. He wore a simple white t-shirt and motor-oil-stained jeans. He shut the door behind him with care and stepped further into the home, meeting me in the foyer.

'Hey beautiful,' he sighed, bringing me in for a kiss. I breathed him in. Light stubble scratched against my face as he held me tight.

I wore my flouncy floral pajama set that just barely covered my backside. The babydoll-style top was embellished with a blue satin bow, and beautiful puffed short sleeves. The shorts rode up slightly when I stretched my arms up to hold Kit tightly. It was only natural that his hands wandered downward.

‘I couldn’t wait to see you,’ I murmured into his lips. ‘It’s been too long.’ He pulled back and contorted his face.

‘Damn, it has been long, hasn’t it? Two weeks or so,’ he agreed. ‘I couldn’t wait to see you either.’ His tone turned darker as he turned his attention back to my lips.

‘Too long,’ I hummed. Kit continued to kiss me as I led the way through the foyer to the stairs. The dark wood creaked under our feet. The house was dim, with only the dining room and bedroom lights on. We ascended, lips still locked, fumbling with articles of clothing in the dark.

We arrived at my plush shared bedroom. Only my bedside lamp illuminated the space, giving it a warm pink glow. We, still locked in each other’s embrace, staggered onto the bed, knocking a picture frame off the wall. It fell onto the top of the headboard and pitched at an angle onto the floor. The glass shattered upon impact, the sound ringing out in the empty house.

I laughed up at Kit, who was positioned on top of me. He didn’t smile, though. Instead, he lurched off of me to go retrieve the broken picture. I watched as he flipped it over slowly, more glass falling out of it onto the carpet.

‘It’s your, uh, wedding photo,’ he coughed.

‘God dammit,’ I exclaimed. ‘I’ll have to get a new frame.’

‘Won’t he care?’ Kit muttered, looking up at me with concern on his brow.

‘Baby, I don’t think he’d notice if I died,’ I laughed. I stooped down onto the ground and began to help Kit pick pieces of glass out of the rug.

‘You looked so happy,’ he murmured, holding the photo. ‘With him.’

‘I suppose I was,’ I said nonchalantly, dragging the small waste bin from the corner of the room over to where the frame had broken. We both discarded the glass in our hands, Kit still holding the photo.

‘I can take that,’ I began, holding my hand out, ‘I’ll put it somewhere else.’

‘Do you still, uh, feel anything for him?’ Guilt was all over his face as he stared down at mine and Keith’s smiling faces.

'He doesn't even begin to interest me. Not even curiosity,’ I assured the curly-haired boy in front of me. I placed a hand on his shoulder and pulled the photo out of his hand with the other. ‘He could come home now and I wouldn’t even hide you.’

‘Y/N,’ he spoke.

‘I promise Kit Walker. Consider this picture an ancient relic. I only feel something for you,’ I continued. ‘He’s nothing to me.’

‘Y-you,’ he stammered, looking deep into my eyes. I grabbed his neck and pulled him in to kiss me again. He melted into my touch and embraced me fully, picking me up and tossing me onto the bed.

My pajama shorts were the first thing Kit tore off my body. The thin fabric slid down my legs with ease. To his surprise, I wasn’t wearing anything under them.

‘Shit, Y/N,’ he laughed, before tossing his own shirt to the side. ‘You’re too much.’ His fingers slid through my wet cunt’s folds before feeling their way directly onto my clit. I moaned sharply. He worked me to my core until I was nearly screaming. Then, he pulled away, resting back on his heels.

Having no time for teasing, I sat up to Kit’s level and hooked my arms around his neck, connecting my lips with his and guiding him roughly to a laying position. I straddled his legs and worked to unbutton his jeans. I tugged them rather ungracefully off his body and threw them aside.

His large erection was prominent, pitching his briefs up. I palmed the bulge, leaning over him to pepper kisses all over his skin. He whimpered and breathed heavily. I started at his collarbones, then worked down his stomach, taking my time as I reached the hem of his underpants. I slid his white briefs down his legs and watched his hard dick spring up.

I positioned myself atop his cock and started riding him, feeling his full length hit my middle. I arched my back in pleasure and felt Kit do the same. He continued to whimper and whine.

‘Oh, yes,’ he cried.

My cunt’s walls tightened around his massive length. I couldn’t help but yell out. Before no time, I succumbed to the waves of orgasm. Still riding him, though, I was determined to get him to finish.

Within a short time, Kit came inside me. I felt his hot load spill into me as he breathed raggedly. I moved off of him and flopped down onto my side, feeling the silken sheets on my skin. My head rested on his shoulder and my hand on his chest.

‘Fuck, Y/N,’ Kit breathed after a beat. ‘You are so divine.’

‘Just let me know when you’re ready to go again,’ I purred, propping myself up on my elbow.

‘Shit, let me get a cigarette first, woman,’ he laughed. I grabbed his face to attack him with kisses.

He surely helped me feel less alone.

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vclvetfleur · 11 months

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Obedient Chapter 6

roman roy x fem! reader

Summary: You have been spending a lot of time Roman that you finally had time to spend with Jess. You both go out for shopping and invite someone to your dinner plans.

Warnings: veganism, implied addiction problems

Word Count : 4.4K

Notes: So sorry to do this to my meat lovers and dairy lovers, but OC is canonly vegan. It'll be a funny bit later on, but as a vegan I approved it. sorry.

Chapter 6: goodnight texts

You said your goodbyes to Roman for the day, finishing some things off before you left his office. You were just waiting for Jess to finally finish up with Kendall so you could both head out together for the day. You got the text from Jess before heading to the elevator to meet with her. She turned the corner and sped walked over to you, quickly pulling you into an embrace.

“What are you both up to?” Kendall asked in a friendly way. Despite having to deal with Roman being really nasty to him, he was kind of cheery. It could’ve been genuine, but Jess knew that was just the front he put on around everyone to make them think he was stable.

Kendall was anything but stable. He just hid it well enough by being more likable than his siblings and more understanding than his father. He played his cards right and he was strategic. He wanted to gain everyone’s respect and he thought by trying to be the cool guy that he would keep it. He wanted respect, but his need to be liked overpowered his personality entirely.

In reality, Kendall relapsed again a couple weeks ago. After trying to take down Logan and spending hours and hours out of his days to take Logan down, after Shiv’s wedding he completely cowarded to his father again. He was an empty shell of the man he was before.

Worst of all everyone knew he relapsed again. He tried to act as if he had it under control and as if barely anyone knew, but we all saw through it. He was a complete mess. Roman even had to fish him out of trap house after smoking crack with some strangers he found at a bar. Kendall’s addiction turned into a darker turn than it had ever done before. And no one could stop it, no matter how hard they tried. Truth is, Kendall didn’t want to be sober. He just wanted to forget.

He wanted to stop thinking about it.

And being high was the only way to stop it.

But of course, Logan knew and used it to his advantage. It was another play he had on hand to take advantage of his children. He always had some kind of leverage to make them bend at his will. He had a lot, while they had none. It was like playing Monopoly with toddlers for him. Roman’s weird and queer behaviors. His fear of intimacy and the fact the last person he had sex with was the girl who blew Tom, and he couldn’t even manage to even properly do it. And everyone knew. Cause every girlfriend Roman had outted his sexual problems to everyone out of frustration.

Kendall’s intense drug issues and the fact he was too weak to run the company. He couldn’t even properly overthrow his father. Kendall’s whole life was set up for CEO, but Logan wasn’t ever planning to step down, even in death. Kendall was just Logan’s bark dog. He did what he asked in hopes to get the position he’s fought his whole life for. He wanted to be nothing like Logan, but everything like Logan at the same time that he got his weaknesses and strengths. An absent father and backstabbing family member to not just his father, but his siblings too.

And Siobhan. Well, the only thing Logan had against her was she was a woman and a liberal. Two things Logan couldn’t stand. He saw those qualities as weak. Powerless. She was never going to be taken seriously. Cause Logan created an atmosphere in the office that allowed the man at the top to use their power against women. And he gave them the courage to use their manhood to exude that power. Along with his company ATN spewing alt-right propaganda. He knew the company would not take Shiv seriously. They would think she was gonna change too much around there and weren’t going to have ‘creative freedom’, as if Logan wasn’t already feeding them his own agenda.

Reality is he didn’t stand anywhere politically. Just whatever would give him more power and money. Cause whoever got elected did so because of him. He looked for men who were powerful, but also scared of Logan and his power. And he spread an agenda to the American people. Logan knew his influence. And knew none of them could live up to it. Cause they were all too soft, despite fighting to be as aggressive and terrible as him.

Kendall just wanted to be like Logan despite what he said. But also wanted to be liked. He didn’t know which was more important.

Jess felt pity for him. She had seen him go through it. She knew Kendall more than most. He practically treated her like a personal diary.

She just gave him a comforting smile and answered for the both of you. “Well y/n just got her first paycheck and we were gonna go shopping for new office clothes for her. And to get dinner, but don’t be scared to call me if you need me.” She reminded him. He nodded before stepping in the elevator with the two of you. “So-uh-where are you both gonna get dinner?” He asked you both. You looked at Jess, assuming she would know since she was the one that offered. She didn’t think about it though.

Kendall always seemed to be stumbling over his words. It kind of seemed like he over thinks about everything he said. He taught too much about it. “No clue, we were probably gonna grab a table at whatever was near and good enough.” She confessed. Kendall tried to find of a spot for the two of us before finally coming up with one.

“You both- I think at least- should go to- it’s incredible really, its new- to this place. Uh fuck- what was it called?” he tried to remember. He spent a while before finally remembering the name. He snapped his finger, pointing at us “Boulud Saud!” He seemed so proud of himself for remembering it. He didn’t really remember names of places like that. Just where they were.

“How do you even spell that?” You laughed, pulling it up on your phone. You all left the elevator together, you and Jess heading towards the subways as Kendall seemed to follow.

You unfortunately always had to look up the menu to places. Because you were scared to admit this to Roman, but you were had been vegan for a couple of years now. I know it was truly a crime of humanity and to some people’s culinary experiences, but you were. Kendall tried his best to spell it out before you all just stopped on the street to find it. Unfortunately for you it didn’t work out for you. “I can’t. Sorry.” You apologized to both of them. Jess because you needed to now look for another place and Kendall for wasting his recommendation.

“Uh why?” he asked. He took it as a blow to his personality. As if he messed up already. In his head, you rejected him because you had an issue with him. His fear of being unliked surged up. You took a deep breathe dramatically, putting your wrist over your head, reaching out to Jess. She just giggled, holding back, watching the dramatic scene play out. “Don’t hate me Kendall, but I- I don’t eat meat. Or egg. Or cheese. Or anything with animals. Ugh I’m awful I know.” You whined, hiding your face.

Kendall was just happy enough that you were actually being friendly to him. You didn't dislike him. He really thought you would since you worked with Roman. But you weren’t like everyone in the building. You were like Jess. You weren’t raised with money. You didn’t find a need to pick and play games like everyone. Work was work. And Kendall wasn’t use to it. He was so use to everyone using things against him and using him for their own gain. He just laughed at you. “Wow. I-I-I don’t know if I could forgive something so repulsive” He played along, stuttering over his words as he usually did.

“It’ll be fine Ken, we’ll just go to one of our usual spots.” Jess reassured him. He nodded and figured it was his time to depart from the two of you. A sadness washed over him again. He had to be alone. Alone with whatever he was thinking. With all of his anxieties. Jess saw it. “Unless you don’t mind meeting us for lunch. It’s not really fancy though. It’s just normal people food.” She shrugged. You looked at Jess then Kendall, you weren’t sure why he had to join since you did expect just a day alone with Jess. But you wouldn’t mind it. Just caught off guard.

“No-uh-no-it’s alright, you both just have your-uh-fun girl thing.” He tried to make himself not look pathetic. But he did. That whole family was. It was a tragedy to watch. Almost Shakespearian.

“No come on, is it cause you don’t wanna eat with normal people?” You asked jokingly. He tried to rebuttal, but you caught him off before you could make him more nervous and upset than he was. “We’ll text you the place before we get there. We’ll see you there.” You offered. Jess appreciated how sweet you were being. It was only 40 minutes of your day. You both had the rest of the day to be spend with Jess. You could just end up at Jess’ apartment later.

You waved goodbye to Kendall, locking arms with Jess. You walked your separate ways as you started your day with Jess. You both decided against the subway and walked to Soho instead. It was only a 15 to 20 minute walk, and it was a beautiful day out. A bit chilly, but just chilly enough that it felt nice.

“So you and Roman.” Jess started as if it was going to turn into a talk. “You enjoying the job?” This felt like a trap. Depending on how you answered could cause Jess to have a talk with you and you weren’t sure if you wanted to have one yet.

“Yeah, Roman is actually trying now.” You shrugged. You avoided her looks.

Jess knew you. She knew how to spot certain hints about your life. You spent 2 years together in a dorm room. Jess was 2 years older than you and moved out, but you still hung out after and even spent nights with her after the semester was over. So, you basically lived with her for 3 years, technically, considering all the months you spent with her during your summers and winters off and even after you left college, you spent weeks with her before you got your expenses together. So, if anyone knew you, Jess did.

“I’ve never seen him at work this much. Last time I saw him at work, he came on his window.” She brought up. You stopped, your jaw dropping almost immediately before you slapped your hand over your open mouth. You looked at her, practically screaming WHAT?

“No fucking way!” you hysterically laughed. You needed to make fun of him for that later. Honestly it wasn’t entirely too surprising. You could expect that from him. “I thought that shit would end after leaving minimum wage.” You tried to say your sentence, but you couldn’t stop laughing.

“Nope. Most fucked up, like a month before you got here, Logan pissed in Logans office.” She bit her bottom lip in amusement, trying to keep herself from breaking out laughing on the street.

“SHUT UP! OH M- What the fuck is wrong with this family?” You shook your head. It was the craziest thing you could ever expect. This is like reading stories of what your favorite celebrity used to do when you could get away with terrible shit.

“You don’t even know the beginning of it. It goes so much deeper than that. That was all within a month or two.” She revealed. You practically begged her to tell you more, but she had too much already. If someone were to find out she said anything, she could get in serious trouble. All thanks to the NDA that they were made to sign. You let it go. You didn’t want to press too much.

You and Jess went from luxury store to luxury store to buy you suits and dresses for work. It was so nice to have Jess around. She knew what it was like being like me. She went through the same exact thing when she first got hired. She knew exactly what kind of mistakes to avoid and what to actually buy. Her first mistake was buying something from Zara.

You had been carrying bags throughout each store, not even paying to attention to how much you swiped, cause no matter how much you did swipe, it didn’t decline. How much did you get paid? You decided to check later. Right now, your arms hurt, and you needed to put the bags away. Thankfully Jess’ apartment was only a couple blocks away.

You rushed inside once Jess unlocked the doors and set everything down. “Fucking hell…” You moan, rubbing your wrists. You laid on Jess’ couch before looking at your phone to see texts from Roman. You decided to change his name to Rome. It was better than what he had put in your phone before.

You giggled, immediately texting back since you hadn’t been able to respond the entire time you spent time with Jess. You and Roman were just getting close. It was normal. You both just enjoyed being around each other. That’s all. Jess found you smiling a bit too hard at your phone. You had a certain glow to you. Jess has seen this glow before. Back in college whenever you’d pick your boy of the month. “Ooo who’s that?” She asked, sitting next to you, leaning down to see your phone to only see Roman’s name again. Her face dropped. Someone fucking dig up Jesus Christ or find him immediately cause God is dead.

“Nope. Fuck y/n, this can’t-“ she was way to stunned. You put the phone down and looked up at her.

“Oh calm down, we’re just being friendly.” You reassured her. You sat up, placing your phone face flat. You never did that around her. Only others when you wanted to hide something. But you didn’t do it consciously. It just was a reflex.

“Y/n promise me. You cannot get involved with Roman. I love you way too much for you to go down this path.” Jess held your hands in hers. She noticed the phone. She knew something you didn’t. You thought she was being extremely dramatic. You didn’t have a crush on Roman. He was just nice to be around. Disgusting. But nice. It was fun. You both had fun with each other.

Besides he was your boss. You’re professional. You knew what could happen if you got involved. You already thought about it. You knew a relationship with Roman could never exist unless you wanted to risk your job possibly. You read the contract. It’s not that you’d be terminated, but there were consequences you weren’t willing to take. But it was also about the public scrutiny you weren’t willing to deal with.

“Nothing is gonna happen Jess, he’s Roman. And plus, you know me. I would not ruin a good thing for something so stupid.” You scoffed. “Hey, don’t forget to invite Kendall to dinner.” You reminded. You just needed to find a place that he wasn’t going to be too uncomfortable in. You weren’t sure if he’s eaten anywhere normal before. He probably had $40 appetizers wherever he ate. You both settled on Dirt Candy. It was a restaurant you always wanted to try but couldn’t afford. It was a Michelin star restaurant despite the name and the appearance of the outside of the restaurant. But the fact it had a star was probably enough for Kendall.

You picked your phone back up and continued to respond to Roman, except trying to hide it better. You held back your smiles enough and tried to not stare at it as often. But it didn’t fool Jess, she saw right through your façade.

You were just making stupid jokes and updating each other on what was happening. You told him you had went shopping for clothes earlier.

‘you gonna do a little show for me tomorrow?’

‘can you ever not sexualize everything i do?’

Jess decided to ignore. She trusted your judgement enough, but entirely, but enough.

“Okay he’ll get there by the time we do.” Jess tried to get you organized. You pulled away from the screen and asked her to repeat herself. She sighed and just walked, knowing you’d follow. You grabbed your jacket and followed Jess around as if you were her assistant now. But you had always followed her around realistically. She was like the older sister you wish you had. You admired her. She was the coolest person you knew. There was nothing she could do wrong in your eyes. Except when you argued about mediocre and mundane things. Then she could do a lot wrong.

You got to the restaurant with Jess, waiting for Kendall. You both just got your drinks.

Jess liked spending time with Kendall. Her job was stressful only when Kendall made his life stressful, which he did a lot; especially recently. She felt pity for him. She saw his potential and knew he can make it far if he could just get over his insecurities. He was smart. He knew what he was doing. But his ego was getting in the way of his success. His dad was constantly in his head.

You watched as the tall black haired man walked into the restaurant searching for you both. He noticed the two of you and made his way over. You and Jess got up to greet him was a hug before sitting back down. You waved the waitress down so Kendall could order a drink for himself as well. He got a menu and looked over what to order. But he couldn’t for the life of him settle on anything.

“Uh-hi. So how was your-uhm- what did you guys exactly do?” He asked you both.

“We just went shopping. I needed a wardrobe for work.” You shrugged. You already had your choice set in place. Jess too. You both just waited for Kendall to make a choice. “I’ve honestly been wearing the same button up for the past couple of days. My outside clothes don’t really fit the office.” You shrugged. “I’m shocked you had anything that wasn’t either see through or more than 5 inches of fabric.” Jess overly exaggerated. You mimicked her before flipping her off. “Wow Roman is really rubbing off on you.” She joked.

“How dare you compare me to him?” You let out a gasp. Your lip curled into a smirk, sipping on your drink. “Credit, you knew me before. So, you know for a fact I’ve always acted this way.” You tried to point out, but Jess really wanted to know your feelings for Roman. She tried to see how’d you even react to him being brought up in conversation. But you barely had one. In fact, you tried to even avoid texting him because you wanted to prove it to her. You did not have a crush on Roman Roy.

“Where’d you two meet again?” Kendall interrogated. Everything was usually about him usually. He did love to talk about himself and what he did, but since his life has been crashing down, he had nothing to brag about, nothing to uplift himself.

“Oh ya, a strip club. Jess was my pimp.” You clearly lied, Jess kicking your foot lightly under the table.

“College.” She corrected you.

“I think Jess is right, Roman is rubbing off on you.” Kendall said with a quickness that apparently the entire Roy family had, as he stood with Jess. You looked at him in shock. “I grew up with him. I should know.” He raised his hands up in defense before bringing the waitress over as he finally settled on something.

“I’m not that bad though. Come on, right?” You asked the two of them as they ignored you to order their food, essentially giving you their answer. They were joking, but they did assume you were acting like Roman purely because of how much times you both spend together. Kendall more so because he didn’t know you before, Jess less because she knew you were always this quick and witty. But she couldn’t help but remind herself of the way you were glued to your phone. She had to see it for herself in person though. How did you act around him? “Oh, screw you both” You huffed, crossing your arms. “You’ve started to act more like Kendall then.” You tried to fire back; your chin raised up. But really Jess hasn’t. She’s just more grown since when you first met.

“How?” Jess asked amused. Kendall leaned in amused as well to hear what you had to say about him.

“Well, you dress nicer now.” You tried to make any point you could. "You're a lot classier." You mocked, flicking your wrist and batting your eyes.

“Yea cause of work.” She corrected you. “Boo try again.”

“Fine uhhhh….” You thought for a while.

“I don’t think she has anything.” Kendall pointed out to Jess. She nodded at him, agreeing as she watched you with amusement as you tried to pull something out of your ass.

“Oh! I know! You’ve been more docile. You’re not a party girl anymore.” You pointed out. But again, you were only pointing out the fact she’s aged and gotten more mature than when you had first met. “She used to down at least 8 shots a night in college.” You lied to Kendall.

“Kendall parties.” Jess pointed out. Unfortunately for you, you didn’t understand the double meaning.

“Yea at rich people stuff.” You made a point, but you didn’t know Kendall enough to know how he was. I mean just a few weeks ago he was at a club doing coke with his cousin. Well not with. He made his cousin do it. But he had to pretend to be sober in front of everyone, despite everyone knowing that truth.

“No-I don’t- how about one night I’ll show you.” He offered. You raised your eyebrow, wondering if it was really the best idea to do so. “It’ll be a good time. Trust me.” He left the offer on the table for you to take. You looked at Jess, her shrugging at the request.

“Okay. Next time Kendall Roy is going to party, I’ll be there.” You laughed.

Kendall wasn’t as bad as Roman tried to paint him as. You didn’t understand the dynamic they had. You didn’t know where all this resentment came from. Anytime you seen them, they plotted against the other to ruin the other. They seemed to hit a rough patch.

Honestly, the only issue was they had hit was Kendall trying to recruit people to vote Logan out. Roman was supposed to vote for it, with Kendall, but Logan refused to leave the room. It was a sight to be seen. No one had seen Logan so angry before, despite his health not being in the best shape. He threatened to fire whoever voted against him. And he did. He even took Roman to put his hand down before he got the chance to put in his opinions. And Romans eagerness to please his father mixed with fear of his father, he did what he was told. And Kendall continued to try to ruin the company. He wanted it gone if he couldn’t have it, not even considering his own brother. He said it was because he wanted Logan to step down, but it was only because it wasn’t his. He thought it was his birth right. But after the accident, Kendall was back. But he knew his future with the company was practically nonexistent now that everything transpired. Now Roman was being offered everything he was promised. And the two brothers had no idea, but so was Shiv. Logan was setting them both up as he did with Kendall years ago as a kid.

You just felt sorry for them. They didn’t seem to have a lot of people around them or anyone to fight for them. They were both dealing with their father and decided to turn their issues into a competition rather than seeking refugee within each other.

The Roy family was an American Tragedy.

The three of you spent awhile in the restaurant together, even after eating. When you finished you just ordered dessert and drinks. Jess watched over Kendall though. She did truly worry about him. The three of you actually had a nice time. Kendall was nice. He was a lot more respectful than Roman was. Just not as intense. He had an intensity that was just different from Roman’s. His was more comparable to Logan’s intensity. He was fun, but still very corporate to you. He was always careful of what to say and how to say it. He always wanted to play safe. No wonder Logan set him up for CEO. If you didn’t know any better, you thought Kendall would end up running Waystar one day.

You split up, giving Kendall a hug before leaving him alone. “Don’t forget to invite me to your totally awesome and not uptight rich people party!” You shouted, walking backwards as you cupped your hands around your mouth to amplify the noise. He nodded, putting a thumbs up.

You turned around, walking with Jess. “He’s fun.” You started.

“See, that’s what I’ve been telling you. That’s why I was so upset you’d be Roman’s assistant instead.” She reminded you. If only Jess got to know him, maybe she’d like him better. But there was no changing her mind. She’s seen how Roman has been. Especially to Kendall. Roman was vindictive. He didn’t even feel any sympathy for what Kendall was dealing with, in her eyes. He just did Logans dirty work and pushed him farther down.

You and Jess had just the entire night together before you decided it was time to get home. You were exhausted. You just decided to get an uber, knowing carrying Louis Vuitton and Chanel and other designer bags down your neighborhood at 1 am in the subway wasn’t safe.

You laid on your bed and finally got the courage to look at your bank account. Before you look login to your bank account you saw one last text from Roman.

‘night. see you tomorrow’

You smiled to yourself, powering your phone off for the night.

Note: Sorry about the end of the chapter if it's a little sloppy. I wrote it while half asleep.

Chapter 7

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Rafal vs Rhian ( Parenting / Parents Debate )

Rafal would be the time to be alarmed if his children cough. I feel like he would be the type to always monitor and make sure his children are okay, he would always be up to date with his children. Like Rafal children would love him so much, that they'll come to him for anything.

Rhian on the other hand, I feel like he just doesn't want any kids. Like he'll be the type to leave his children in the house for days and come back and realize that his kids are there. He'll be neglectful and just... Forget.

Now his children would be close to Rafal's children if they had them together, they would have a bunch of sleepless and fun holidays together.

I also feel like Rhian would be the type of parent to teach them to be bad, like do evil things and such.

Rafal would be the type to read his children bedtime stories and kiss their forheads goodnight.

While Rhian would be the type to scream at them to go to sleep or some evil shit like that.

I also feel like there would be a difference in how their children would come out.

Rafal children would be spoiled, but they would know the difference between good and evil.

They would be obedient and never talk back, only one time did that happen.

Rhian children would be entitled and feel like everything belongs to them, they would immediately belong to Evil and this time without hesitation and they would not bat an eye at that.

Rhian and Rafal children would get along up until the point where they go to sge school and things would change.

They would go their separate ways.

Which would cause problems between Rhian and his brother Rafal.

They would not understand what the issue would be... Until everything is in the open.

Now I feel like Rafal would name his children after God's and Goddess.

That's just my opinion.

And Rhian?.

Just random ass old boring ancient names he found from Google or some shit.

But everyone can have their own opinion, I'm just stating mine.

What do everyone else think?.

Everyone/anyone can comment their own opinion ------->

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johnwickb1tsch · 5 months

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john wick x model!reader imagine pt 3

masterlist

trois

-It is a regrettable side effect of your career that the paparazzi are always curious about what you’re up to. For once you’re able to use this to your advantage. The actor Derek Prince has been asking you out for ages. For once you say yes, and take no pains to keep it a secret. You’re photographed going into Nobu, and leaving together to return to the New York Hilton. You don’t accept his invitation for a nightcap, saying adieu politely without even offering a goodnight kiss. You can tell the famously handsome actor is utterly shocked by this treatment. He’s used to having women throw themselves at his feet.

You almost feel bad about it.

-You go on three more casual dates over the next few months with Derek, and the media loses their goddamn minds. The tabloids have you hiding a baby bump, and TMZ claims you are secretly engaged. It really should be illegal, to print such trash. They think you’re the perfect Hollywood power couple.

You are merely biding your time.

You are walking down a tree-lined street in New York when a rider geared in black on an ARCH motorcycle pulls up beside you. Your heart swells, and you just know.

He flips up the visor of his full helmet. “Need a ride?”

“You have no idea.”

You can tell by the crinkle of his eyes that he is smirking at you. You take the helmet he offers you and climb on, so glad you’re wearing jeans, some long-clenched anxiety releasing as you wrap your arms around his waist. You’ve been on a Vespa before, but never a proper motorcycle. It growls like a beast of the jungle beneath you as he pulls away, giving you a thrill from head to toe. Traveling like this with John is a revelation, the curve of his perfect little ass snug between your thighs, your arms around his trim waist. You trust him implicitly, driving this wonderfully dangerous machine through the mean streets of New York.

Maybe it’s ridiculous, but you feel invincible.

He takes you to a cemetery, of all places, but it’s secluded and shaded by old trees, and has a stunning view of the city below. He sits sidesaddle on the bike with you cradled on his lap between his long legs, his leather-clad arms around you. He looks at your left hand, and you do not miss his sigh of relief.

“So, you’re not engaged…”

It’s not elegant, but you snort at the idea. Maybe you’re feeling a little reckless, after your diabolical plan actually worked to bring him out of the woodwork, and back to you. And maybe you’re a little annoyed that it had to come to this. “Not unless you’re asking, Mr. Wick.”

Fuck. You did not just say that out loud.

You feel him stiffen behind you, and your heart goes into a freefall, certain you’ve ruined everything with your big mouth.

But then his arms tighten around you, and he buries his face in your hair. “There is nothing I would like more,” he grumbles into the bend of your neck.

Suddenly, your heart has wings. Is this is? The moment you’ve longed for, for what feels like a lifetime?

“Yeah?”

“But I can’t do that to you, y/n.”

Again, that poor muscle in your chest takes a dive, and you’re certain there’s nothing but sharp rocks below to catch it.

“What do you mean?”

“I know you must have an inkling of what I do.”

“You’re not a spy?”

“’Fraid not.”

“You work for the mob.”

“Not the Italians, but something like that.” A long silence draws on before he actually speaks again. “There are bad people, who if they knew about you, and what you mean to me…”

You’ve seen enough movies to fill in the blanks.

The problem is, you don’t care. You’ve reached the end of your rope.

“I don’t need a ring, John. Or a picket fence. I don’t even really want children. All I want is you. All I’ve ever really wanted is you.”

“You have me, baby.”

This only appeases you slightly.

“You don’t have a lover in every big city across the globe?”

He actually chuckles at that, a sound from deep in his chest you feel rumbling against your back. “No.” A long silence ensues, filled only with the sounds of birds singing. It’s miraculously quiet up on the hill with the dead. His next words make your own heart sing. “You’re the only woman I’ve ever loved, y/n.”

You lean back on his shoulder, offering your lips. This kiss is slow, and deep, and so precious. All your time with him is so precious. “I love you too, by the way,” you say when you finally part, resting your forehead against the scruff of his cheek.

You feel him smile.

-You return to your apartment, the one rented in a different name that the paps haven’t found yet. Unfortunately, it seems that Derek has. You’re sure your agent is to blame for that. He’s loved all the extra publicity of your association with the actor, completely unaware of your ruse.

Derek is waiting in the lobby, and frowns when he sees you walking up hand in hand with some devilishly handsome rogue in a motorcycle jacket. John is already a large man, but the way the jacket pads out his shoulders and chest does things to you. It probably intimidates Derek too, so he puts some extra steel in his tone, lowering his voice in an attempt to sound hard. You just barely repress a laugh, because you have already been cruel enough.

“Who the fuck is this?”

Derek has been in a few action movies, and he fancies himself a tough guy. He starts to square up. You feel the change in John, the tension singing in his frame. Suddenly, he is a loaded spring, a gun ready to fire, and your hand tightens on his, praying you can avoid a scene. Even though Derek’s taller than John, somehow you just know that your real boyfriend would wipe the floor with the actor.

You feel like its serendipity when one of the elevators opens beside you, and fabulous old Mrs. Ginsberg steps out with her yippy little powderpuff of a dog. You pull John into the elevator as the doors are closing. “Sorry Derek. It’s not you, it’s me.” You get to see a split second of his stupidly handsome face turn totally gob smacked before the doors close, and you are heading up. You cackle to yourself, which is sharply interrupted by John’s mouth crashing onto yours.

“Please don’t tell me you actually let that idiot touch you?”

“It would serve you right if I did,” you grumble, still so annoyed by his disappearing act.

He actually growls, and you realize that he really was well and truly jealous. You’re not sure what it says about you, but you fucking love it. He presses you into the wall of the elevator, that intense dark stare locked with yours. Even when the elevator reaches the your floor, he does not move.

“You little minx. Did you orchestrate this whole thing just to get me to find you?”

You lift one eyebrow in answer with a smirk, and you have a split second to anticipate your doom in the clenched line of his jaw before he falls on you, devouring your mouth in another merciless kiss. Then, he honest to god hauls you over his shoulder, exiting the elevator.

“Oh my god, put me down!” you shout, half laughing, half alarmed.

“I don’t think I will.”

“You don’t know where we’re going.”

“Then you’d better tell me.”

You give him the number, and he has to put you down so you can get out your keys. But once the door is open he grabs you up again, and he doesn’t let go until much, much later.

-In the quiet of the night you stir in John’s arms, realizing he is wide awake, stroking light circles on your shoulder as he stares up at the ceiling. “What’s wrong, baby?”

“There might…be a way.”

Your sleep addled brain doesn’t compute at first. But then it dawns on you, and you pop up on your elbows. “Really?” You know you sound desperate. You don’t care. You would risk anything. You are so miserable without him.

He nods, his eyes shining like obsidian in the dark. He traces the curve of your cheek, and you close your eyes, realizing that tears are streaming down. “John…”

You would give anything, you realize, to actually have this man by your side. The relief you feel inside at hearing there is even just a possibility is palpable. Like a muscle long clenched finally released. You narrowly clamp down on the urge to weep. A small, strangled sound escapes you, and he holds you harder, as though he knows. He knows your every tell. He knows the agony of possibility and uncertainty.

“Would they really let you go?” You hate how small your voice sounds. You don’t know who they are, exactly, and you know better than to ask by now. But you do know that you hate them. You hate them, because this man belongs to you. He is the other half of your soul. By cosmic rights, he should be yours at night, and in the day too. Every hour, by your side, in your arms.

“I’m going to try.”

“Will it…be dangerous?” You are so afraid of the answer, which you are already certain is yes.

“Maybe.” He is hedging. He doesn’t want to scare you. You appreciate the lengths he’s gone to, to protect you. You really do. You also know that you don’t really truly understand. How could you?

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

The smile he pays you is so tender, without a drop of condescension. He brushes a lock of hair behind your ear. “I don’t think so.”

“What will you have to do?”

“You don’t want to know.”

“Will you have to…kill people?” His hand against your skin freezes, and you wonder if you’ve gone too far.

“Wow. I really haven’t fooled you at all, have I?” he marvels.

You press your lips. “That night in London, at the Ritz? You had blood on your shirt.”

He closes his eyes.

“You knew all this time?”

“Maybe.”

“And still you wanted me?”

“I’ll always want you, John.” It’s simply the truth.

He looks at you with wonder and reverence in those soulful brown eyes.

“Baby girl.”. He kisses you softly, and you can feel the love in it. He presses his forehead to yours, closing his eyes. He does this for a long time. “I’m not a good man, you know.”

“You are, to me.”

- Before he disappears into the darkness again, hopefully for the last time, you ask him how he got into doing what he does. He admits that he was taken as an orphan, and moulded into a weapon for their own ends.

“You mean you were...a child soldier?”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Jesus Christ, baby...”

Your heart breaks for him, and you pull him close. At first he is tense, resisting your sympathy, but then you feel him relax, resting his head on your breast with a heavy sigh.

“How...” How the hell did he turn out the way he did, you wonder silently. Kind, and sane. And yet, you have seen glimpses of the darkness that lurks below. He has never offered it to you, but perhaps there is a savagery he saves for others in the world. You believe to the marrow of your bones though, that he does not hurt anyone who does not already deserve it.

You do not judge him. You are no angel either, and the resilience of this man’s soul is a marvel to you. You don’t know how its possible, but you love him even more.

-When you say goodbye in the wee hours of the morning, John looks at you with an intensity that gives you chills, as though he's memorizing your every molecule. You have no way of knowing, but he is thinking to himself that there are only two ways this can go: he’ll come back to you, or he’ll be dead.

He can’t live without you anymore either.

He kisses you with toe-curling tenderness, his big hand cupping your jaw. He has learned over the years that there is such a thing as the self-fulfilling prophesy. So he pushes thoughts of his doom aside, and makes you both a promise.

“I'll see you soon, y/n.”

“Very soon,” you amend. He smiles at that.

“My greedy girl.”

“Only for you, John.”

He releases a shuddering sigh as he presses his forehead to yours again, as though you are the altar he prays upon. “I meant that I am not a good man, y/n. But know that I loved you with my whole heart.”

“Do not speak of yourself in past tense to me.”

He pays you a grim smile that squeezes your heart like a merciless fist.

“Promise me you'll come back to me,” you insist, your fingers curling in his jacket.

He nods.

“I'll be seeing you.”

It had to be true. The alternative…is unspeakable.

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masterlist <<PART 2 PART 4>>

#john wick #john wick x you #john wick x reader #john wick x y/n #john wick x helen #keanu reeves #keanu reeves x you #keanu reeves x reader #ahhhrgh ok ok one more part to go #so fucking long #im losing my mind

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