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belit0 · 9 months

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i'm curious, do you have any romantic headcanon (or something cute or idk) of Indra? 👀👀

IN FACT, YES, I can talk about this man all day long, I never run out of ideas for him 😭💕I love to picture Indra as a father, it warms my heart.

I usually paint Indra as the worst villain and a terrible person in my works, but I also like to fantasize about a beautiful, human, real side of him🤗❣️

Here's a little bit of that, romanticism and cute stuff, Indra being a nice father and a good husband💫🙏

- Unexpected, but the best father of all Uchiha men. He grew up so lonely and abandoned by his parental figures that no matter how consumed he is by the curse of hatred, he has a special place in his heart for his children (and he has a lot of them, yes). People would think he is absent with his children, but he is in fact the mama bird of the relationship.

- His best way of showing trust is by allowing her to touch his hair. He has an intrinsic affectionate relationship with his mane, it is impossible for him to cut it or reduce its size because it has accompanied him during all his odysseys, it is his sign of power. Allowing (Y/N) to comb it, or make a braid, a ponytail, is because he genuinely trusts her.

- Special affection for animals. Who initiates the family cat tradition, and is personally in charge of feeding all the living beings he allows to inhabit his house. He has only one dog to symbolize the companion he lost as a child, but about eight cats mixed between nature and his home.

- He is the one who teaches his children how to take care of their hair. Having inherited his father's imposing hair, Indra himself is in charge of telling them how to wash it, comb it, and what styles to use for comfort and practicality.

- Every night and when the children are already asleep, he likes to sit on the engawa of his house facing the garden, and ask (Y/N) to sit between his legs resting her back against his chest. Staying in that position, for a good few minutes, brings him peace.

- Never having been able to express in words how he feels about her, he chooses to show her firsthand. He gives her a beautiful graphic explanation of everything he feels for her through his eyes, using his Sharingan to give concept and form to the beautiful things only she can make him experience.

- He is not a person of many words, but every time he comes across her at home during the day, he kisses the crown of her head, resting his cheek against her hair after a few seconds and closing his eyes, breathing in her perfume and recharging his energy.

- He only says I love you when he thinks (Y/N) is asleep. Indra finds it insanely hard to accept he is only human, that he feels, and hates it when people acknowledge him as such. Only when he thinks she cannot hear him is he can put into words what he feels, and (Y/N) always waits to hear him by pretending to sleep.

- His love language is giving gifts. Without affinity for the verbal part of the relationship, he decides to show how he feels with expensive things, clothes, jewelry, make-up, you name it. Sometimes, if he is in a good mood, he leaves a note with a heart drawn next to his gift, but he hopes (Y/N) won't comment on it.

- He is happy seeing her happy. After achieving his main goal and the reason his life functioned, he found that taking care of his wife's fulfillment gave him the same satisfaction as trying to destroy his brother. He focused 100% on her, and no matter how many children were in between, (Y/N) never ceased to be his priority.

- With their first born and in his first months of life he loved to have him sleep between the two of them. Indra would put him to bed between mom and dad, enveloping him in the presence of his parents and wanting him close at all times. He loves his babies sleeping on his chest too, good winter naps laying on daddy.

- He loves flowers, madly appreciates their beauty, and loves to gather a small sprig from the garden to leave on (Y/N)'s bedside table for her to see when she wakes up. Again, he hopes she doesn't thank him or comment on them, but simply sees them and thinks of him. He always makes sure to interchange types and colors so as never to repeat the same pattern of flower arrangement. With the arrival of his children, he has assistants assembling the perfect bouquet for mom.

- The best at singing lullabies. He doesn't remember where he got them from, but he knows so many bedtime songs there is no doubt who is in charge of putting the little ones to rest. His voice becomes extremely soft when it comes to them, and they fall asleep in a matter of minutes with daddy's voice.

- With his first child, he didn't sleep the first three nights of the baby's life, worried that something would happen to him while he was resting or that someone would steal him. He stood guard all night and took care of all the child's cries, Sharingan always active just in case any threat was near. Ultimately, after giving in to a full afternoon nap, he chooses to tuck him into bed with them both.

- He does not like (Y/N) to work or exert herself, always surrounding her with his best servants to ensure she has everything she needs and lacks nothing. If she refuses to receive assistance like royalty, he himself will do the chores so his wife won't lift a finger.

- He loves to cook. He refuses to have a personal chef, almost always taking care of all the day's dishes. On the nights they spend with (Y/N) for their dates, he is usually the one in charge of dinner, and if she wants him to not have to do anything, they go out to eat at some fine food stand.

- He loves all of his children, but his favorite is his little girl. The last of all to arrive is the one who steals his heart completely, his princess. He kills and hurts for anyone in his family, but this little girl has him in a chokehold. He fulfills her every whim without complaint.

- He always seeks intimacy with (Y/N), be it a small moment of the day or a night dedicated to themselves. Loves and needs her emotionally as well as physically, and always prioritizes adult time with no children around. He takes it upon himself to get a babysitter so he can shower his wife with quality time and good sex.

- He doesn't really know how to be romantic, but he tries by preparing special dinners with (Y/N's) favorite dishes and asking her how her day was after a tiring one. His love language consists of gestures and gifts, and he tries to make them present so that his wife never doubts his love.

- (Y/N) caught him several times telling the children about their uncle Ashura, what a good man he was, and the honorable way he fell in battle. He never mentions their fight or his family's conflict, and she assumes it is to preserve a favorable image of their uncle. Perhaps after his death, Indra made peace with his brother.

#indra otsutsuki x reader #otsutsuki indra x reader #indra x reader #indra otsutsuki #otsutsuki indra #indra #naruto shippuden #naruto imagines #naruto #uchiha clan #naruto x reader

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rei-dragoness · 2 years

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So Silverash.

A friend recently dragged me into Arknights and now im in Silverash hell.

I absolutely cannot and I mean cannot see this man as a top or daddy, to me he's the sluttiest of sluts and im going insane.

I want Silverash to sit on my face but his pussy so fucking juicy and fat that i straight up suffocate and im not gonna hide it anymore.

He wants to continue the Silverash bloodline? Oh hell he will fucking continue that damn bloodline.

Im going so fucking insane like i NEED to breed this stupid pussycat like my life fucking depends on it. I need him to be a mindbroken dumb brainless slut whose only job is taking dick and getting pregnant. Like i want him debilitatingly horny to the point he starts rubbing his thighs together at the mere mention of your name, and that gets even worse in your presence to the point he's leaking slick and practically humping your thigh in desperation

I want him to be such a stupid slut that when he tries to fuck himself on a fat dildo that's so big it gives him a tummy bulge he can barely restrain the fucked-out slutty smile on his face and when he tries to pull himself off it he just helplessly whines and can barely get the dildo out of himself because every miniscule movement makes him cum because of how much a sensitive slut he is, basically have him unable to function without your cock or cum in him.

Awe poor baby can't get anything done because of how horny and desperate he is? No problem, have him hand over all his work to you so he can focus on being a pretty little housewife. Hell he doesn't even have to do housework just be a pretty little spoiled fucktoy for you. He even demands to sleep with your cock in him, or at least a plug after being stuffed with cum.

Locking him in a room when he gets too demanding with the constant sex and not budging even with all his desperate and needy cries promising he'll be a good boy and not ruin your paperwork with cum again...oh but you give in eventually, after all, you're the one who put him in this pathetic, mindbroken state so you must take responsibility, giving into his neediness by fucking him senseless

God he's just so so fucking sensitive n desperate for you that he straight up cums from you even gently touching his tail or spanking him so hard he cums from it, god forbid you leave him tied to the bed with toys strapped to him he's gonna squirt a whole fountain...cute pussy all pink n glistening from all the times he came.

Ok i think that's it for all my simping i rlly needed to get this out and off my chest so badly im so so sorry for this post im going insane.

And for that wee lil bitch if you see this post: fuck you for putting me in another gacha hell and boypussy hell and twink hell all at the same time, you're cool but fuck you

#silverash #arknights #im so so sorry for this #arknights smut #lovemail🖤

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coldcoffeandtears · 2 months

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Existentialism ahhhh

I have to go off on an existential tangent about nier, james cameron’s avatar and the bible. I have a hard time putting my thoughts it into words, but the Avatars are an existential nightmare. … AND SPOILERS OF COURSE

Ok so, in the original NIER there are to “good” guys called replicants fighting the “bad” guys called gestalt (german for shades, shapes, ghosts) and in the end it turns out that the gestalten are the souls of the humans in the project gestalt where the soul was separated from the body due to the white chlorination syndrome (WCS) caused by the white gunk from the drakengard universe. And the replicants are replicates of the human bodies, who lost their soul. The soul should be fused back with the replicant body, but it took so long that the replicants gained consciousness and developed personalities independently of their soul and started to build their own civilization with culture. Also, in Nier Automata the Machines sent by the aliens (please bear with me) gained consciousness and started to form communities, without a gooey brain. So that poses the question in james camerons avatar: Will the avatars become sentient without being taken over by their human drivers? I was always complaining that it’s not really explained how the mind controlling of the avatars works. We know that the avatar is unconscious when Jake is not controlling it, but the Avatar cannot lie there for 12 hours without breathing because then the organs would fail due to the lack of oxygen. We don’t know if the na’vi are also using oxygen for their electron transport chain in the mitochondria but they breath something in the air that used to generate ATP and fuel their bodies, which means JAKES AVATAR HAS TO BREATH BY ITSELF when he’s not taking over, meaning the hind brain for motor functions must be active. And brains have spontaneous neural activity, so I imagine the Avatars, should be able to use their brain on their own without their human controlling them. I mean it also takes us humans some years to gain consciousness after our brain has formed during fetal development. Ok, I just want to say: I think the Avatars built by humans should be able to gain consciousness on their own, you know, like the replicants in NIER do… Also, my other pet peeve is that jake just controls the Avatar of his dead twin brother. So, it’s not really him and at the end of the movie it’s just jakes soul in the body of his brother. On a side note, identical twins are genetic copies but are of course their own person. So even though their brain formed with the exact identical genetic code, they are different people. So, I would discard the argument, that Avatars are “just lifeless copies” of their human, because they are at best twins, but because of the na’vi dna I would say, they are their na’vi brother. This brings up a lot of moral and ethical questions, which I will also ignore because it’s a scifi movie. Buuuuut it also brings up and interesting moral and existential dilemma for miles quaritch who dies in the first movie but was “resurrected as an Avatar” with the memories of the old human. So, we have an Avatar, who is significantly younger than his old self, with the life experience of a 50-year-old and memories of a human body now in a Avatar body. That would be super confusing. And if the humans are able to transfer memories and a personality into an Avatar, who says, they don’t change anything to optimize him, or make him more loyal? Why should the Recom Miles Quaritch fight for something his old self died doing? Why isn’t he having an identity crisis? Anyway, also Kiri is Jesus and Grace is Mary. When grace died in the first movie, she was sent to eywa (god) but did not return. We don’t know if there is a baby daddy at the human base, but because kiri is so connected to eywa, I think that graces avatar body hat the same immaculate conception with eywa, like mary did with god and out comes jesus kiri, a conscious Avatar birthed by another Avatar. Ok so long story short: I think Avatars can consciousness which is an absolute nightmare in the context of the movies. Thank you for listening, I just had to get that off my chest and please ignore the typing mistakes :’)

#avatar #james cameron avatar #nier replicant #nier automata #existentialism #existential crisis #conciousness #philosophy #thoughts #my thougts #shower thoughts #spilled thoughts

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julietasgf · 2 months

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Yeah well, my rant about Clemensia and the movie is Snow propaganda will have to wait because my head is empty, there's only Plinth family stuff

I'll start by saying that I also firmly believe that Suzanne probably has in her house a notebook filled with the background info of ALL the secondary characters of TBOSAS AND THG, she KNOWS it, she just decided not to share it, which I admire greatly, I couldn't keep my ocs info that way *shaking*

But until her says to us otherwise, I guess we are on our own, so because you ask me, lets began with the parallels between Ma Plinth and Katniss' mother.

So as far as we know Katniss' mother belonged to the merchant class, she was of a high social stratum in her district, but she descended socially to marry a miner from the Seam. She abandons her entire home, her past life to be with the man she fell in love with, a gentle man we are told, that likes to sing and who taught his eldest daughter to hunt and other skills necessary for her survival. This men sadly passes away, leaving Katniss mom alone with her daughters whom she cannot care for. And I think you'll agree that if you think about it the other way around, that's the same story as Ma Plinth.

It is possible that Vesta came from one of the slums of District 2, but she meets a man, with whom she falls in love, with ambitious, cold characteristics, not a friendly image but still devoted to him. The man ascends socially, and gets Vesta to leave her life behind, with all the sacrifices that implies to be by his side. Vesta betrays her district in favor of Strabo, and yet she ends up alone caring for her son, one whom her husband leaves almost completely helpless.

I have to concede to Strabo that he ultimately tried to teach Sejanus the way he knew how to survive in the Capitol (which as we see it is to be intimidating so you don't get screwed, prove you are lethal and have money to fix everything) but neither he nor Ma had the tools to deal with Baby Sejanus' trauma of being ripped from his own home, from everything he knew to be forcibly inserted into a society with incomprehensible rules. Especially Ma, the only one who could communicate with her son, did not know how to cope with her own trauma and depression (HER OWN 8-YEAR-OLD SON HAD TO CONSOLE HER).

Because another problem Sejanus faced is that he never received any truly useful guidance from any adult on how to exist in the Capitol. I think the closest thing he ever had to a guide was Coriolanus the snake (a guy too similar to his father, oh yeah let's bring daddy issues into the conversation), who he actually listens to most of the time on how to handle situations or certain feelings.

About what the other anon said: Why Ma didn't divorce Strabo if she only saw how he was hurting her son whom she clearly loved?, I think this is the material and logistical aspect of the situation that you explained well (With what money? Where would they go? ?, Who would receive them?, etc), there it is also the irrational and painful thing about she having loved Strabo and being dependent but here I establishing the most explicit parallel with Katniss's mother: Ma has a small corner decorated with things from D2, Ma says with her heartbroken that only one of her sisters speaks to her after the rebellion, Ma when she can't find Sejanus spends an entire afternoon looking for him on her own, Ma offers to rescue her own son from his own suicide mission.

It is a risky decision. Dangerous. And just as suicidal.

Vesta was depressed and had unresolved trauma. She has the financial stability that Katniss' mother didn't have, so she can be more functional and take care of Sejanus as much as she can but she can't do more. She can't change anything.

But enough of sad things.

Well. Once before I end to write, bc you know HOW MUCH IT EXCITES ME THAT THE IDEA OF DURING THE FIRST QUARTER QUELL D2 CHOICE A PLINTH RELATED ALSO STAY IN YOUR HEAD??!?!? BECAUSE I CONSIDERED THAT IDEA FOR A FIC ONCE A LONG AGO AND I THINK SO MUCH ABOUT IT EVERY DAY AND MY GOD YOUR TAKES ON THAT. They gave me chills!!!

18 YEARS THE TRIBUTE. They were so close to being free and comes to pursue them the sins of a man they even didnt knew. Painfully perfect <3

If you make a Sejarcus playlist by Mitski, I need for my life that you give it to me and by the way. Can I contribute to the Plinth Family soundtrack with songs by Marina with the incredible song of her called: Rootless?

About the latam AU GOD YES! TIGRIS AND CORYO INTEPRETING THE DIVINAS IN FRONT OF THEIR GRANDMOTHER IS MY NEW FAVORITE THING, I love the uruguayans too, <3, they are great and very kind (at least the ones I have met) SO that Tigris is uruguaya now is canon, AND LUCY GRAY AS COLOMBIAN WAS ANOTHER ONE OF MY CHOICES, LET'S GIVE HER THE PAISAAA ACCENT (although being Venezuelan also fits her so well, and yes please her with Boricua Sejanus cursing usa, is what I need, and that both of them together make Coriolanus Arg change for the better by making fun of him and his vast knowledge in children and adult telenovelas. PD: SOMEONE DONT SHOW HIM TERESA). ITS SO TRUE, the Latin American need to made ur fav of your country (I need Sejanus putting up an altar of the Muertos for Marcus, ah, who said that?) But I had homework to do, sadly, so this one is a short answer about our headcanons and so. Before I leave: 1. ANTES DE QUE NOS OLVIDEN IT IS SO D11 CODED MY DEAR LORD. 2. I wouldn't say that I see this song in a particular character, but since we are talking about mothers and complicated relationships between their children, I leave one of my favorite songs related to the subject in Spanish because I have decided to enter into a crusade against songs in English /j Azul- Natalia Lafourcade

save me plinth family.... plinth family save me... (not, but fr, I would love to hear your thoughts regarding this because it's so sad what the movie did to clemensia, the scenes with the snakes are clearly to make snow seem a much better person, when in the book she was just a kid grieving her classmate who just died :(

HELPPP ngl she's so real for that, I couldn't spend two seconds without talking EVERYTHING i planned for an OC that appears for a single minute kskskslskl but at least it gives us space to a lot of hcs and theories (she's also so real for not telling us anything about or theories or thoughts, she lets the fandom overthink and go insane alone).

mate, let me tell you: your brain!!!! YOUR BRAIN!!!! because I haven't to stop about it before, but OH MY GOD. they're almost like a reverse mirror of each other when you stop to think about it, even with the way they chose to cope with the pain, one being devoted to their kid and the other almost abandoning them completely (and both ending with a dead child.... I'm sick to my stomach)

mrs. everdeen has such a tragic story; ofc she was wrong for leaving katniss to basically raise prim by herself, but it's such a depressing and traumatic situation, I'm not sure what I would do myself in that position because it seems horrifying. now, regarding ma plinth, I think people really underestimate how fucking TRAUMATIC her situation is. she just left her home being despised and then gets into another place being equally despised, if not even more. moving countries (I know the districts are in the same country as panem, but I'm assuming the culture is so different that it has the same impact) is traumatic by itself; it's getting inserted into another culture, another reality, dealing with the change, with the new food and routine and even the water's taste is different, and dealing with violent and constant xenophobia. when you move, you're usually conscious of this, and that's why it's important to have a support network because this is going to be hard. now, ma didn't even want to move in first place, as it seems. she seemed to move to the capitol pretty much against her will. when you go by your free will, it's already hard... imagine being almost forced to do it??? and to this, add to the equation a child, who's going through the same traumatic experience as her, who she's responsible for.

(the scene where she says that baby sejanus tried to comfort her, tried to say that it would be okay, BREAKS MY HEART :((( because ma seems so devoted to him, how disturbed she was to the point HE had to comfort her???? a child had to act like a grown up and tell his own ma that everything was going to be okay???)

((plus, a bit non-related, but when "mama's boy" by dominik fike was a hit on tiktok, I remember a post that really marked me. the person said that there's a big difference between a mommy's boy and a mama's boy, and the difference is that a mama's boy went through very traumatic experiences with their mama and that's why they're so close, it's a bond forged in pain, and that sums pretty much my thoughts regarding sejanus' bond with his ma))

sejanus had two adults in his life: one was his father, the same one that took him away from home, the same one his relationship with is pretty strained. the other one is ma. the same ma that loves him so much, but is as hurt as him, and doesn't seem to be able to fit in the capitol either. no wonder he got close to coriolanus (daddy issues go brrrrrr sejanus, go to therapy, please, you can't replace the guiding role you wish of your father with a guy that's exactly like him, if not even MORE dangerous than him)

YOU!!! ARE!!!! SO!!!! ON!!! POINT!!! and I'm going to be honest, I didn't even had made that connect, I'm flabbergasted because OH MY GOD (not only the bad tast in men being generational, but the depression as well, pls). there's a line strabo says when talking with coriolanus after sejanus' death where he says that now, ma plinth needs something to live for. ma was willing to DIE for her son. because without him, what would she live for? she doesn't have anything else. not friends, not purpose, not even family anymore. it's just her and her boy, her boy and her, the only last living piece from her home. but it works much like a sedative; it makes the pain go away for a awhile, but the problem is still there. it doesn't really solve anything.

(now excuse me, I'm going to cry on a corner, I love ma plinth so much it hurts)

BROOOOOOO IF ONE DAY YOU WANT TO, I WOULD LOVE TO READ A FIC FROM YOU WITH THIS CONCEPT, BECAUSE IT'S. JUST. SO. GOOD!!!!! D2 being a district with a culture known to be proud, and resentful, and they never forgetting this surname because the enemy came from within. then the first quarter quell comes, and they get the chance to get revenge, for their sisters, brothers, daughters, sons who were killed by guns bearing the surname plinth. even if it's not fair, even if it's just symbolic. THE PAIN UGHHHH

ONE DAY I'LL MAKE THAT PLAYLIST, I SWEAR, it's just that mitski has so many songs that are just SO them- i will??? francis forever?? TWO SLOW DANCERS??? and SPECIALLY star. it makes me want to scream cry throw up. literally them.

(also, your best american girl is pretty much snowjanus; your mother wouldn't approve how my mother raised me!!!)

the plinths are already so marina coded, but THEY ARE LITERALLY THIS SONG????? not belonging to anywhere anymore, too district to be capitol, too capitol to be district, not able to get accepted in neither, foreigners to both. NO HOME SWEET AND NO SWEET HOME.

KSKSKSKS tigris even making coryo dress up just to perform in front of their ma (ofc she took a pic of it, and ofc she showed sejanus and lgb when she met them bc tigris keeps this pic on her phone bc of how funny it is 😭) LUCY GRAY HAVING A PAISA ACCENT OMGGGGGG girl would sound even MORE charming than she already does, now I'm thorn but it's just. colombian lucy gray. COLOMBIAN LUCY GRAY!! sejanus and lucy gray would be such a fun duo, both of them #1 enemies of that place (him even more, sejanus growing up and getting even more mad that he can travel to all the states bc his passport has the stupid eagle, but he can't even VOTE, and lucy gray hearing him vent and being "that's so right mate, get their ass" while drinking on her coffee) THEY WOULD MAKE SO MUCH FUN OF HIM probably either bc tigris showed them the pic or bc they caught coriolanus gossiping online with old aunts on facebook under a fake account about this day's chapter. PLSSSS IF HE SAW TERESA IT WOULD GIVE HIM IDEAS, IT'S BETTER LEAVE HIM AWAY FROM IT (non-related, but coriolanus would be such a girly pop regarding the villains in general, he would see a pretty woman getting rid of their niece and be like "so what? at least she looks good doing it! good for her!")

(non-related again, but also, ma during parties putting baby sejanus to sleep on two plastic chairs <33)

bro. BRO. WHYYYYY I'M SO HEARTBROKEN NOW 😭 (even after sejanus is dead, ma keeps putting up an altar to marcus because she knew how important it was for sejanus, and she puts it next to the one she puts to sejanus so they can be close)

good luck with your homework!!! :D

D11 is such an interesting district, these guys are always so important and in the frontline of things, the lyrics fits them so perfectly during both the games (and I wish he could know more about their role on their rebellion, because I'M SO SURE they were so important)!!! PLSSS and I'm with you on that, enough of english-speaking songs ☝️ I LOVE NATALIA LAFOURCADE SM AND I LOVE THAT SONG, I know you said you didn't think about a specific character but all I could think about while listening to it was ma plinth, I'm hearbroken rn omg 😭

#tbosas #tbosas movie #sejanus plinth #ma plinth #ask #sort of analysis #I love the plinths so much #and boricua sejanus you'll always be famous!!!#my silly little thoughts

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hero-in-waiting · 1 year

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McLeppard Regency OR Single Dads?

im gonna do BOTH bc i can!.

MCLEPPARD REGENCY

Okay so this one is more of a vague idea. I love Regency AU's, esp in like a semi-bridgerton show style where the only thing regency about them is the clothing/pining no touch and no time era racism/sexism yadda yadda ya. But basically, Evan and Rodney were childhood sweethearts and they fell in puppy love but then Evan went Off To War and time passed and stuff happened and they drifted apart. While Evan was away the Sheppards moved in next door to the McKays and everyone thought it was so lucky that they both had single sons to MARRY THE FAMILIES TOGETHER and so John and Rodney are like...kinda Swan Princessing it at this point. They think each other is cute but Cannot Stand Each Other

CUE EVAN RETURNING FROM WAR AS A HERO. (John was also at War Bc I Said So) but Evan is more dramatic about it. And he and Rodney still like each other a lot, but Rodney likes John also but he won't say anything.

Basically, a fuck tonne of pining, no touching except for brushes of hands and longing sighs. Ther might be some letters, a little bit of angst, and then they all fall in love and ride off into the sunset together.

SINGLE DADS

Okay, this is post canon Atlantis, John is Old and Whumped Badly enough he can't actually function and so retires back to Earth. Drinks more than he thought, wham bam thank u man, suddenly John is a single parent bc the Mom was like cute kid but not for me in a totally reasonable way. The kids name is Amelia Teyla Sheppard but she is four in the story and loves lizards and so john calls her Liz (which tickles him bc Elizabeth). he's chilling, loves his old team but doesn't talk bc the long distant rates between galaxies are HORRIBLE.

Rodney comes over and is like. HEY ATLANTIS IS GONNA BE INDEPENDENT HOLY FUCK WHY DO U HAVE A CHILD and one thing leads to another but John ends up back on Atlantis with a TBD job, a four year old. And Rodney also has a kid from some Ancient Machine that he named Carson John but everyone calls him CJ and he's a year old and doesn't speak but when he does its creepily clear. like perfect english.

Basically its a slow brady bunch love story where John's living his best life as silver fox dad on Atlantis and Ruining Peoples Days when he's sexy silver fox in board shorts playing with his daughter in a pool and Rodney's enjoying having his BFF back, especially a BFF who is a pro at kid stuff now. Bc John always gives it his all

Feat: Teyla/Lorne dating but Kanaan is also around so Lorne and Kannaan are bff's. John's bitch best friend is Jennifer Keller who is still on Earth and people getting second chances at happiness.

Ronon snorted, before dropping a hand to Amelia’s head and squeezing slightly. “Hey, baby Sheppard. Guess what this is” “Your hand,” Amelia said, trying to tilt her head back. “No, it’s a brain sucker, guess what it’s doing,” he said with the same sort of joy John remembered from when Ronon had first been retelling bad jokes the marines told him. “It’s starving.” “Why do you need my brain Uncle Ronon?” Liz asked, turning and staring up at Ronon with a frown. “I don’t,” Ronon said, dropping his hand away and looking a little put out. “The brain sucker does.” “But it’s your hand,” Liz said before her face cleared in understanding and she wrapped her arms around his legs. “It’s okay, Uncle Ronon! I can share my brain with you if you need one! Daddy says I’m smart so I can be smart for us both!”

#ask meme #my writing #fic #tumblr fic

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iambilliejeanok · 2 years

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Hellooo hottie ur konoha 12 headcanons go so hard omfg my poor heart cannot handle UGH may I request some HCs for the best pairs to find yourself in a threesome with?? 🤭🤭 no pressure ofc I’m just craving some dirtynasty bc uni’s started again for me and I need to feel something 😩 thank you so much for blessing us with the spice xox 💖

Hey baby♥️ thank you

Warnings: 18+, nsfw, threesomes

Shikamaru and Shino

Now I know you’re probably thinking , “how!?”, but let me tell you something for nothing. Both Shino and Shikamaru are well calculated and fast learners. Together they will bring you to tears!

Shikamaru loves to sit and watch Shino fuck you from the back, his rule is that you always look at him while Shino thrusts into you, and you try so hard to keep eye contact, you can’t help but roll your eyes, now focusing your attention on slowing Shino down, bringing your hand to push his tummy away which results in a really hot smack on your ass and a scolding from both Shino and Shika at the same time.

Shika finds it quite amusing to see you shiver and gush while Shino keeps you in place, fucking you with no mercy.

“You’re not listening baby; that is because your eyes are not on Shikamaru. Listen when daddy talks”, he speaks loud, the piercing and lustful look in Shikamaru’s narrow and angry brown orbs enough to send you into overdrive, your entire body shaking as you scream out for both of them Shino forcing you to gush all over him once again.

Both of them of dominant so you’re dealing with two horny doms who both desire to break you.

They love to tie your wrists together so they’re above your head, blindfold you and gag you when they feel like taking turns on you. Both of them will take turns pounding your poor cunt until they nut deep inside of you, breeding you to no end.

They love bringing you to a point where you literally cannot function and can only cum as they take turns seeing how long they can keep their dicks inside of you before you squirt them out, your pussy unable to keep up as orgasms constantly wreck you.

These two do a great job topping you to tears. They’re both however, very soft and will sometimes give you a break and both cuddle you in a sandwich until you can breathe well enough to handle another round.

They love to praise you every time you come, and all they want is to get you there, they really just love playing around with your body.

They love to eat your pussy at the same time, greedily fighting over licking and sucking on your little clit, quickly driving you to orgasm everytime.

Please let them kneel between your legs, Shino in the front and Shika at the back. They love how much of a mess you become when they both get to eat you out.

They just wanna please you and they work well together.

Naruto and Sasuke

Now you see these two😩😩😩😩😩

They literally work so well together and cancel out each other’s extremities. Naruto is bulky and solid, Sasuke lean and built. Sasuke has quite the length, and his dick curves to the left a bit, able to make you cum in no time by constantly hitting your cervix, making you gush hard. Especially in this sideways positions!!Naruto is a little thicker than Sasuke, and he has a big curve upwards. His dick really massages all your walls, stretching you out deliciously before his fat tip kisses your cervix hard, he makes you cry when he fucks you.

Sasuke is very aggressive and mean. He does more of the degrading and loves marking you. He’s also very mean about your orgasms and loves to force them out of you, making you cry when he overstimulates you and makes you cum over and over again. He will fuck you hard on purpose just to entertain Naruto, both men musing at the sight of your needy, teary face. He loves watching you suck on Naruto’s cock when he’s fucking you. Sometimes he will thrust a little too hard to make you scream with Naruto down your throat and he loves the chain reaction it causes when he see Naruto’s eyes roll to the back of his head at the feel of you moaning with him down your throat making him grunt and pant desperately. He also loves denying you, not patient at all with you when you whine at him, calling him daddy and begging will only make him prolong denying you.

Naruto is the complete opposite of Sasuke, although they do share some things in common. Like punishing you. They both absolutely love punishing you over minuscule shit, just so they have a reason to fuck you up. Naruto however, is much more sweeter than Sasuke, he’s the one who actually talks you through it when they’re both enjoying your pussy and ass at the same time. He will whisper sweet things into your ear and praise you on end. He loves to encourage you to cum, instead of making you feel like you don’t have a choice but to take it. He’s still really brutal about making you cum. He won’t stop until he’s satisfied, no amount of crying and begging or apologizing will get you out of anything. But he is sympathetic and will hold you and kiss you, and try to help you through the orgasms. He also lets you hold onto him and scratch his back to cope with the pleasure. Sasuke hates that. But Sasuke is cool with you pulling his hair when he eats you out so good. Naruto doesn’t like it and takes to holding your hands in his or tying them up. But he’s more loving and sweet. You need that when you’re uncontrollably nutting on them.

They both prioritize your pleasure though. And work with each other to give you the most mind blowing orgasms.

They love fucking you together, taking turns over who’s in front and behind. The feeling of all three of you in sync. Their dicks rubbing together so good, separated by the thin sheath of skin spreading your rectum and vagina.

They make you cum endlessly like this, and are not mindful of it at all. You just have to deal with orgasming multiple times. They can’t help that they’re too much for you to handle.

#naruto imagines #naruto smut #naruto headcanons #naruto x reader #naruto x reader x sasuke #party of three #sasuke headcanons #sasuke smut #sasuke imagines #sasuke x reader #shino x reader #shino x reader x shikamaru #shino imagines #shino smut #shikamaru imagine #shikamaru smut #shikamaru headcanons #shikamaru x reader

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professional-benaddict · 3 years

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i’m thinking about little!peter who can’t function without a routine, so any time there’s a change to his daily routine, he gets all upset and overwhelmed 🥺 can you tell i’m projecting? and then his daddies comfort him and always help him get through it 👉👈

lOwkey highkey peter is me sksk i need a routine otherwise i get Upseti🥺🥺

Daddies Stephen and Tony, +18 Little Peter, Littles Are Known, optometriest, eye exams, anxiety, crying, comfort, fluff

It’s the same every weekday. After daycare, Peter has a snack at home and watches TV until dinner is ready. He needs that time to relax after all the noise and excitement at daycare. Then, after dinner, when he has regained some energy, he plays until it is bedtime.

However, today Daddies say they have different plans. Peter has to get his eyes checked at the optometriest before they go home. And Peter is not happy about it.

“I’m sorry, honey, but they didn’t have any other times that fit our schedule. It’s just half an hour, and then we’ll go home. I brought you a snack that you can eat in the car.” Tony says, leading Peter by hand out of the daycare. Stephen is a step behind them with Peter’s backpack in one hand.

“But-” Peter doesn’t know who to explain it. His chest feels a bit tight, as does his throat. If he could make a guess, he is feeling afraid. But, he has had his eyes checked before. He isn’t afraid of the optometriest, only babies would be afraid. So what is it?

Peter decides not to cooperate, since he cannot articulate his distress any other way. He stiffens his knees, making it harder for Tony to pick him up and place him in the carseat. The boy even lets out a whine.

“Baby, I’m not hurting you. You’re okay.” Tony soothes, strapping the boy in. Then he hands Peter a granola bar and bag of apple slices. “Enjoy your snack, hm? You can have a juice box once you’ve eaten.”

Peter latches onto the comfort of snack time, even if he’s not having it on the sofa while watching Pokemon like always. He is still upset, but hunger is the priority now, so he snacks anxiously, chewing a bit faster than usual.

As they near the mall where the eye clinic is, Peter’s distress returns. He clutches his empty juice box in his hand.

“Up we go.” Stephen says in a sing-song voice, freeing Peter from his carseat and then swinging him down to the ground. However, the boy latches onto his Daddy’s leg instead of starting to walk by himself. “You want up?”

Peter nods. Being in Stephen’s arms brings a little comfort, but Peter is still stiff and nervous. And it only gets worse when they get to the eye clinic and wait for Peter’s appointment. When the optometriest, a pretty woman named Kelly, comes to fetch them, Peter finally breaks into tears.

Everyone in the eye clinic turns to look, and even Kelly seems a bit taken off guard by the Little’s intense crying. Daddies panic a bit at first, but they quickly gain back their composure.

“Sweetheart, it’s okay. What’s got you so upset? Talk to Daddies?” Stephen coos, bouncing Peter gently in his arms.

“Oh, Petey baby… It’s okay to be scared, we get it. Cry it out, it’s okay. Let’s go inside, yeah?” Tony suggests, looking at Kelly. “Could we have a moment?”

The woman nods right away, showing the family to the exam room where they can have some privacy. She closes the door after them, saying that they can come fetch her when Peter is ready. Stephen goes to sit down in the big eye exam chair with Peter in his lap, and Tony crouches down in front of them, rubbing Peter’s back.

Peter’s cries quiet down a bit when he realises he is alone with Daddies. But, he still cannot explain to them why he is so upset.

“Wanna go ‘ome…” That is all he can manage to say.

“I know, sweetie. But, we have to do this. It will be quick, and painless, and we’ll be here the whole time. You can sit on my lap. I’m sure Kelly doesn’t mind.”

“Who’s Kelly?” Peter asks, making both Daddies chuckle lightly.

“She’s the optometriest. She’s gonna look at your eyes.” Tony informs.

“Oh.”

“Do you think you’re ready now?” Tony asks. Peter feels Stephen squeeze him a bit tighter. It feels good.

“Guess so…”

“Brave boy.” Tony smiles, standing up and kissing Peter’s forehead. “Then we can get takeaway on our way home. What do you say?”

“We eat on da sofa? And watch Pokemon?”

“Oh, all right then. Just this once.” Tony grins. “I’ll go get Kelly.”

Peter feels a lot better after crying. The eye exam isn’t the most fun thing ever, but Peter pulls through. Daddies are relieved to know that Peter’s eyes and eyesight are perfect, and they can wait a year before the next check up. A year feels like forever, so Peter isn’t upset. All he wants now is fries and Pokemon with his Daddies on the sofa.

#my prompts #cutie jae #little!peter #daddy!tony #daddy!stephen #starker #starkerstrange #strangespider #ironstrange #tony stark x peter parker #tony stark x stephen strange #peter parker x stephen strange #peter parker #tony stark #stephen strange #ask

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otonymous · 4 years

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“The Most Beautiful Girl In The World”: The Guys As Fathers (MLQC Headcanon)

Hi dear Nonny!

What a wonderful idea! We could all use a bit of fluff every now and then 🤣 I hope you’re doing well too! Sending you much love along with these headcanons! Hope you enjoy the read! 🥰💖

Victor:

Daddy’s little princess - this little girl is the CEO of Victor’s heart

She is also the unofficial CEO of LFG: Victor loves to bring her to work with him every now and then, and all the office staff go absolutely ga-ga over her

Goldman. Is. Smitten. (Especially since she has a way of softening Victor’s hard as nails exterior)

Victor likes to front like he’s strict, but he’s not fooling anybody. Just one look at the tenderness in his eyes when he’s looking at his daughter would tell you who’s really the boss

Psst! He loves to spoil her!

And by spoiling, we don’t mean that she gets whatever she wants, all the time (although daddy’s heart DOES thrill a little inside to see her all bubbly with happiness after he presents her with a gift) — Victor will also ensure that he carves out time from work to spend with his family (there will definitely be a shift in work-life balance)

He won’t let her get away with everything though! The man will still insist that she be on her best behaviour when necessary, but he is a lot more lax than you would’ve expected from him

Family time would consist of: horseback riding lessons, teddy bear picnics and tea parties (best believe she will be sending an actual invitation in the mail to Mr. Mills) — you will absolutely melt the first time you see Victor perched uncomfortably in a tiny chair, holding a mini plastic teacup to his lips and asking a stuffed cat if it would like another scone

She LOVES to be Victor’s sous-chef in the kitchen, and when she gets a bit older, she’ll also become daddy’s jogging buddy

Victor will always, always read her a bedtime story, even when he’s away from home on business, even if it means interrupting a meeting (Victor will establish a new norm; his peers will come to respect his family values)

The absolute apple of the eye of Victor’s father and aunt: this munchkin can do no wrong. If she is to be spoiled rotten by anyone, it would be by these two.

Every time you go over to their place for dinner, it’s pretty much guaranteed that you’ll be leaving with a trunkful of new toys

This little girl would be a good mix of her mother and father: she’ll inherit her father’s jet black hair, but the intensity of her eyes will be softened by your genes

In spite of all this generosity, your little girl will grow up to be far from spoiled

She will be incredibly compassionate, and will go from donating her many, many books and toys to other less fortunate kids as a child to organizing charity functions, etc., as a young adult.

Victor couldn’t be more proud.

Lucien:

The shift is seismic the very first time Lucien holds his newborn daughter in his arms

“She looks just like you,” he whispers to no one in particular, careful not to wake you as you get one night of precious sleep immediately postpartum before your nights become interrupted by endless wake-feed-soothing back to bed cycles

Lucien doesn’t sleep that first night in the hospital; he spends it cradling your daughter by the light of the moon seeping in through the thin slats of the blinds

The cool rays illuminate every single feature that Lucien sets his mind on memorizing: her eyes — still a little bit swollen, the flare of those tiny nostrils, the sharply defined cupid’s bow of the most perfectly shaped lips

He is putting his face to the downy soft hairs on the crown of her head, nose pressing to cheek to inhale the scent of his newborn daughter

A tiny seed of anxiety begins to sprout from deep within Lucien to know that he will never have this moment again with her, and it feels like time is already slipping from the tight grasp of his hand

But then suddenly, she opens her big, bright eyes. Quietly, she stares at her daddy, her irises the same colour as the ones drowning in her gaze, and the nervous clench in Lucien’s gut dissolves

And when she opens and closes her mouth in a soundless gape as if to say that everything will be okay, Lucien knows he would give his life in a heartbeat to protect hers

This little girl is wise beyond her years, and will often say things that surprise the adults around her; family friends will refer to her as an “old soul”

She is far from a little chatterbox, preferring instead to listen and observe those around her, her big, bright eyes patiently taking in every detail

Initially, you’ll be concerned that she isn’t speaking as much as other children her age. Lucien will take his time reassuring you, an almost knowing smile on his lips.

When she does finally speak, she blows everyone away with the relative complexities of her sentence structures

Little genius: your daughter shares her father’s intelligence and can often be found snuggling up under her favourite camphor tree, books and sketching pencils in hand

She loves flying kites with her mommy and daddy

Quiet but kind, she’ll have no shortage of friends and admirers

You might be surprised, but she also has a wicked sense of humour. Enjoys delivering jokes with the cutest wink in the world.

Her favourite place in the world is daddy’s laboratory. The noisy whirs of those big, fancy machines make her jump for joy and Lucien cannot help but smile

There are times — especially when you guys are at your happiest as a family — that Lucien has to fight back the anxiety that all this could be taken away from him. The melancholic tinge in his smile is so slight that even you could miss it at times. But your daughter will always catch it. And when she does, she’ll slip her tiny hand within her father’s much larger palm, look up and give him the biggest smile she can muster. It’ll always bring him back to the moment.

Little though she is, she gives him strength beyond compare

And on the day of her graduation from university at the top of her class, she’ll be given a priceless gift from her parents: a silver pen named Iridescent.

Gavin:

Usually so calm, cool and collected in even the most stressful of situations, Gavin is a nervous wreck when you go into labour

He is pacing back and forth and back and forth in the hospital room. You almost want to send him on an errand to get some popular street eats with a guaranteed long line up just so he can calm TF down and not get in the nurses’ way

He is offering you ice chips before you even ask for it, patting at your forehead with a facecloth even though you’re not sweating, giving you his hand to hold every two minutes even though you haven’t started pushing yet

When you mention that he should probably try to calm down since you likely have at least another hour to go before your cervix is fully dilated, he nods in agreement and starts doing push-ups and sit-ups on the floor

The battery of Gavin’s phone dies from all of Minor’s messages asking if the baby has arrived yet

Birdcop is fit to burst from all the joy his body just simply cannot contain the moment his little girl arrives

Because now he has not just one, but TWO of you!

Your daughter will be the splitting image of you, except for her striking amber eyes

The names she gives her stuffed animals will be strangely familiar: Fluffy, Softy, Pearly Jr., etc. (you’ll have to ask her whether daddy helped with the naming 🤣).

Minor’s enthusiasm cannot be dampened: he is over so often with food, diapers and offers to do the housework that you basically have to make him your child’s godparent LOL

Gavin is a giant teddy bear when it comes to your daughter: he cannot say no to her and lives to see her smile

She is gifted with her father’s athleticism, and Gavin won’t hesitate to personally instruct her on the art of self-defence starting at a very young age (needless to say, any future suitors will be given very intense once-overs by Gavin, even little boys at the playground; you can never let your guard down)

Eli is on Gavin’s watch list the moment G-man overhears her shyly asking you about “daddy’s handsome coworker” the year she turned 8

Yes, she will also be getting a bracelet with a GPS tracker LOLOL

She is incredibly strong: could probably toss Minor around like a burlap sack by the time she’s 12

This little girl is all about the thrills, screaming, “Go higher, daddy! Higher!” in Gavin’s ear as he flies with her on his shoulders

He will take her to the BEST places for stargazing at night (when she’s old enough to stay up) — best believe this is something G-man will lament the loss of when she’s all grown up

Yes, the motorcycle will be her ride of choice the moment she gets her licence (much to her parents’ chagrin)

Gavin cannot help but tear up every time he watches her play the piano, especially if she plays with her mother at the same time

Psst! He has a photo in his study of the two of you sitting next to each other on the piano bench, the late afternoon sun streaming in through big, French windows, dappled by leaves falling from the ginkgo tree planted in the backyard

He only wishes his mother could’ve been there to see his beautiful baby girl

Kiro:

This little star charms absolutely everyone at first sight: the doctors and nurses that help deliver her are completely enamoured with this little bundle of joy

Tears are streaming from Kiro’s bright blue eyes the moment she is placed into his arms for the first time; he’ll bend over to give you the biggest kiss while gently cradling the baby, the salt of your tears mixing together

This little girl has the best laugh: clear and bright and like music to the ears of anyone lucky enough to hear it.

And she laughs often — daddy is hell-bent on filling her childhood with love and joy and will do anything to make her smile

You’ll often see Kiro crawling around the house on hands and knees, your daughter shrieking with laughter as she tugs on his golden hair, yelling “Giddy-up!” over and over again

Genetics aside, let’s just pretend that her hair is long and golden like her father’s. At times, she literally looks like a doll come to life, especially with those azure eyes

Budding superstar: this girl has inherited her father’s talents when it comes to acting and music. She is hitting those high notes, projecting that beautiful voice and basically hamming it up all the time just to get a laugh from her adoring family.

Kiro will “complain” about double standards because Savin will always have a tasty treat for her whenever he sees her, saying “Make sure your daddy doesn’t get any, okay?” LOL

At the same time, Kiro decides to (gasp!) cut down on his junk food habit when his daughter is born. He actually already started out of solidarity during your pregnancy, and wants to be healthy so he can have as much time as possible with his beloved family

Kiro also cuts back on his workload when his little girl arrives. This daddy is super involved in all aspects of taking care of his baby and his wife. You’ll never hear him complain about having to change a dirty diaper. In fact, he even does it better than you do — no leakages here! LOL

Kiro LOVES to dress his daughter up and will often wear matching outfits with her. Baby and daddy denim overalls? Check. Father-daughter couture? Check.

Baby globetrotter: you guys will tag along with Kiro when he flies overseas to shoot on location. Kiro loves having you and the baby near.

When she gets a bit older, you can bet that they’ll be the best gaming buddies (you’ll insist on her having completed her homework first, but Kiro will secretly let her play one game before she starts - “just don’t tell your mom, or else we’ll both be in trouble!”)

Charming and bright, your daughter is also a bit of a tech wiz. Learns to code at a very young age under her father’s tutelage, and enjoys building computers from scratch as a hobby.

This little girl carries joy with her wherever she goes, spreading it around like warm sunshine

Shaw:

Shaw is soft, soft, soft the moment he becomes a father

He could be blasé about everything else, but not when it comes to his daughter, the absolute treasure of his heart along with his wife

There will be times that you wake up in the middle of the night and find his side of the bed empty. You’ll hear his footsteps, softly pacing back and forth before a large window as he tries to sooth your infant daughter back to sleep. Shaw will look like he literally stepped out of a ‘90s Calvin Klein ad campaign, topless and clad only in low slung pyjama bottoms as he cradles your daughter in his arms, the muscles of his biceps bulging in the pale moonlight that casts a silvery glow on his lavender hair.

(Example of a Calvin Klein ad from the 1990s)

Guess your thirst will have to wait till your daughter falls asleep again to be slaked LOL

This little girl will have her father’s amber eyes as well as the fine features of his face — she will slay all the kids in school with her beauty

Loves to snark her dad but is all sweetness to you (Psst! Shaw (not-so) secretly loves it!)

A fast-talker and quick-witted: sometimes, you think you can actually hear her mind working

Absolutely loves her daddy’s skateboard and would much rather learn new tricks on her own board than play with more age-appropriate toys

She is also a bit of a bookworm: loves to read and is often surprising you with new topics of interest, everything from ancient civilizations to meteorology

Your little girl will often snuggle up to him and ask him what he is reading. Shaw will then proceed to read to her, even if it’s a paper or a textbook. Her quick mind has been able to grasp even abstract concepts from a very young age. She’s a bit of a genius in that respect.

Inherits her dad’s love of music. The two of them will enjoy rocking out in the basement the moment she is big enough to properly hold an electric guitar (with you sneaking peeks every 5 minutes to make sure she’s still got her protective headphones on LOL)

She’ll take after her dad in that she’ll seem uncomfortable with the concept of authority starting at a very young age. She questions nearly everything and will drive many of her teachers up the wall, although they will also recognize the extent of her incredible intellect. She’ll set herself apart at school as a leader, having also the charisma to charm those who would wish to follow

Her dad, of course, is absolutely ecstatic to have a daughter capable of thinking for herself instead of blindly following others (and you will be too!)

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goddessofmadnessheiress · 3 years

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Barry Allen x Reader - Sleeping beauty's nightmare

Fandom: Flash

Request: @kurtbastianlover said:

Summary: You and Barry are best friends, but he gets up on a fight with a metahuman that put him in a deep sleep. Apparently, you are the only one that can save him. But how? You are only his best friends...

Warnings: Mention of smut

Words: 2607 (Sorry that it is shorter than most my fics)

Notes: Sorry for the late reply, I have this written for one year already. But last year was a hell for me... I only start writting fics at the end of the year. That was the only request I could post. Thanks for requesting and I hope this will one of the many fic I write for you as a thank you for all you done for me my friend.

(y/h/c): your hair color; (y/e/c):your eyes color

Sorry any grammar mistake, english isn’t my first language and I wrote that at the hospital when my aunt got hurt, so maybe the story is rushed...

You do not know which or how the metahuman done that. All you know is that Barry is unconscious and nothing that the team done were successful to wake him up.

When Cisco called you while you were on work you knew something bad had happened. You enter running on the Star Labs, not paying attention at all on your friends.

You almost knocked down your childhood friend Iris to the ground trying to reach the man you loved so much. But he did not know that and do not need to know.

Barry already have so many things to worry about and protecting his childhood friend as a romantic partner should not be on his list.

The thing that you do not know is that he feels the same way with you. He just did not find the right time to tell you and maybe now after the encounter with his metahuman he will never be able to talk to you about this.

Barry is lying down on the medical laboratory with Caitlyn checking his vital from minute to minute. His body have so many wires attached to him that you do not the function of more than a half of them.

Caitlyn smiles sadly to you. She figured it out how you two felt for each other a while ago. She is trying to get you two to start dating but without giving each other feeling, she thinks you need to say each to each other and not get another person pointing them out for you.

You sit across from her monitor and by Barry's side. You automatically put your hand over his. He looks like he is just sleeping.

And that relaxes you. He does not look like dead or physically injured. Cisco said something about him being in an eternal coma or something.

The thing that makes you worry more is the inconstant movements Barry's body is doing. It is not conscious and looks like he is having a nightmare.

And you could not be closer to truth than that. Barry is trapped in a nightmare. An eternal nightmare where his worst fear keeps repeating does not matter what he does.

It always begins different but the end it the same independent of what he does in the middle of it. And that is crushing him. Having to rewatch that over and over again.

This time it begins something heartwarming. The sun light bathing him and the constant light on his eyes makes him wake up even if he does not want that.

And he does not, if he stays sleeping maybe he did not need to watch the disaster all over again.

He turns into the bed and a moaning of his name from a warn body that is close to his makes a laugh escape his lips.

There you are. Hugging him, your form is small close to his. You are naked under the covers just like him.

He does not remember last night, because it did not actually happen but even this way, he feels his checks getting warmer with just the idea of finally making love to you just the way he wished since his teen years.

He cannot help but moan out load too when he feels your chest over his bare skin. A silent promise that you are his.

He does not want to wake you up. But the need to ask with you liked last night even though he knew dawn well that this is not real overtook him.

He kisses your libs repeatedly till your (e/c) eyes open and met his green ones. His hearts skip a beat seeing the lust missed with sleep clouding your shining eyes.

-Hi there. -His voice sounds so smooth that even him do not recognizes it.

-Hey baby. -You answer trying to be sexy, but the sleepiness is all over your tone. Even like this Barry thinks you are the prettiest thing he ever saw. -We need to be up so early?

-No. We do not. -Barry answers smiling. -But I want to be with you for a little longer.

In a blink of an eyes Barry's lips is on yours. Distracted by his kiss you do not feel when his arms snake your waist and pull you to him.

Your naked form over his is heaven. You feel how much he is liking all the make out. His smile when you part is the brightest it ever was.

-Round 2? -You ask malicious already looking for a condom on the nightstand. Knowing dawn hell, the answer is yes.

Because as Nickelback said, ‘Sex is never a question because the answer is always yes.’ You kiss the speedster again, savoring the moment.

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You feel Barry pulling your body against his while you are trying to do the breakfast. By the minute it passed he was closer to you.

Because every second he wasted he knew what would happen. And he wanted to save you, but he never could.

He lost the count of how many times he was into this loop. This cursed dream put him into heaven when he is with you as he always wished and then crash him into hell taking you again from him in the darkest ways.

He never knows when it will appear, but every loop was a different enemy. The first was Reverse Flash, then Zoom, Savitar, Cicada and a lot more.

Maybe the loop will begin all over again. His arms snakes harder around your waist when he hears the front door opening.

His heartbeat slows down when he sees Caitlyn getting closer. He smiles at her, not caring that you and he are still naked.

He was expecting a murderer. Seeing a friend is a blessing. Maybe this was real after all, maybe he was pulled out of this nightmare.

But his heart tightens when she does not answer his smile. Her expression is sadness and a white strain in her hair makes Barry holds his breath.

-I am so sorry. -She says before losing her conscious and that silver eyes shine with madness.

-Killer Frost please no! -Barry begs trying to put himself in front of you. But she is faster.

An ice dagger hits you on your heart. Blood all over the place and your numb body hits the floor.

Killer Frost disappears with a smile on her lips. Her translucid figure says before completely disappearing:

-It is all your fault. It always is.

Barry is over your screaming to you do not close your eyes. But it is already too late. You are cold. Rigid.

Dead.

His eyes are clouded with tears. In the next moment he is in front of your grave.

Buried with his parents. Cisco is by his side. But he is so serious that I do not look like him at all.

-I am sorry Barry. But I do not want to be the next one. -And then his best friend disappears leaving him all by himself.

No one by his side. Iris and Joe had not given up on him when they discovered you had died.

The trial tried to blame him. He almost went to jail. His father's story being repeat all over again.

Barry closes his eyes. And when he opens it again, he is in Joe's living room. Two kids came running and jumps on him.

-Daddy is back. -Barry look at the twins. The girl has your features and his eyes while the boy has his features and your (e/c) eyes.

-Oh, he is back? -You enter in the living room leaving the kitchen behind. Barry's heart almost leaves his chest when he is in your belly.

You are pregnant again. Oh no, please say that you will not die this time. Not with his child inside of your beautiful bellybutton.

Outside of the dreamland you feel his hands tanning around yours. You feel your heart thinning, you do not know what it is happening on his head.

But you know that must be something bad. And yours suspicious only are confirmed and he starts saying:

-No please. NO. Not her. -His body starts moving around and by instinct you left his hand. -(Y/n) please stay with me...

You have the impression of hearing your name coming out of his mouth, but you cannot confirm that because his body starts shaking.

He is convulsing on the bed and you feel your heart broking. Is he dying? You start crying and want to scream but your thongs are locked.

-(Y/n) leave! -Caitlyn starts screaming at you. -I need to save him.

You want to scream no. You want to say you also wants to save him. You want to hug him still everything passes.

But you cannot talk. You cannot move. You are frozen. Are you going to watch your love dying in front of you?

You feel Cisco pulling you out of the room. And you do not fight it. You let him pull you out of there.

Outside the room you instinctively hug him and buries your face on his chest. His smell helps you calm down.

The genius boy has an idea of entering Barry's nightmare to see what is happening so they could save him the right way.

Cisco passes your shaking body who is still crying but not as much as before to Iris. She hugs you properly.

You two leave the cortex and go to a more comfort place in Star Labs. Joe enters the room where you are in despair. He stops when seeing your puffy and red eyes.

He saw you growing up between his kids. He knew how you felt about Barry, him being your confident.

He also knew what Barry feels for you, after all is his son. Joe is Barry's confident too. So, his hearts tights at the vision of you crying.

You jump from the couch where you were siting by the side of Iris, who knows what is passing on the head of her father.

You two hug strongly and you start crying again. This is the same scene and situation of when Barry was hit by the lightning.

Cisco enters animatedly on the room. His smile is almost contagious. In his most serious tone, he announces:

-It is working. -He shows in his tablet a map of mind and a pair of googles that shined on the lights. -Let's save Barry!!

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You do not know exactly how this equipment works or how Cisco got this idea. And worst you were not sure if it will work.

The only thing that you know is that you need to need to lay in a bed side by side with Barry while using the googles and then you are into his mind.

With shaking hands, you put the glasses over your eyes and lays down. You cannot see anything because the equipment is not a see through.

A flashlight almost blinds you. And then you are in a church. You look around a like taken aback.

You see Joe and Iris on the Isle smiling. Cisco and Caitlin on the other side of it. Barry on the middle in a beautiful tux.

You run still him. And he is taken aback a little. Before you can register anything, you see yourself entering the church in a beautiful white outfit.

You walk at your own hands and you realize you are a little invisible. Barry is looking that you of his nightmare and the ghostly you are floating by his side.

This does not look like a nightmare. So, his nightmare is marrying you? But then yourself are on the island.

And a shadow emerges on the church's doors. A blade as fast as lighting hits the back of you and the blood stains the white material.

Barry falls to his knees and starts crying. So, his worst nightmare is losing you? You are a little taken aback by this.

You put a ghostly hand on his shoulder. He looks up at you and smiles. The dream restarts.

You two are alone in Star Labs. He explains to you the loop he is trapped in. How many times he saw you dying. How many different ways you died on his arms.

How everyone blames him in all the versions, and they leave him alone. He says that he is losing the love of his life and his family over and over and over again.

He said that the metahuman that put him into this hell recites something similar to a curse before he fainted into darkness and Barry fainting.

"You will fall into a sleep like death! But the speedster can be woken from his death sleep by only one true love's kiss."

Is that a Sleeping Beauty's reference?

But your brain is plain.

And you have frozen. The dream before the nightmare. The peace before chaos. The calm before the storm...

They all were a hint to whom should wake him up.

And it is you. You are the answer. You are Barry's true love.

You feel yourself disappearing. Your ghostly form plants a simple kiss on his lips. But before Barry could kiss you properly you have disappeared completely.

Your body wakes in a shock and you jump out of the bed. You feel Cisco's hand helping you gain your equilibrium back.

-I have the answer. -You announce removing the googles and smiling at them.

You briefly explain what happened when you were on Barry's mind. The dreams, the nightmare, everything.

-So, the metahuman shipped you two? -Cisco asks laughing at the idea.

-I more worried that the used Maleficent's lines. -Caitlyn says out loud and everyone looks at her in shock. -What? I used to like Disney...

-Which was your favorite movie then? -Iris asks playfully.

-Sky High. I always thought that Layla reminded of myself.

You shock your head in a negative gesture.

-Guys. Focus. We need to save Barry. -You say and Joe agrees with you.

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The gang left you after you finished your story. They have hopes that you are right. And they internally are happy that you two would finally be together.

You are looking at Barry numb body recalling his dream. You smile at the idea of marrying him someday.

And then the conversation comes back to your head. It is now or never it is as simples as:

A kiss.

A kiss would wake him up.

You laugh at the irony but with a fast heartbeat you plant your lips over his firmly.

He does not respond the act and you part from him. His green eyes shout open and they met with your (y/c) orbs.

You smile at him and he does the same.

-Hey there my sleeping beauty. -You say laughing at all this situation now that he is safe.

He kisses you again. Deeper, with so much passion and need. You two part needing air. You try to breath normal again.

-You are my warrior in shining armor, aren't you? -Barry says going for another kiss but you two get interrupted when the door busts open.

Cisco enters cheering and screaming. Happy that you two finally are together and that is best friend is safe.

You shake your head at his childish behavior but you happy seeing Barry fine and liking you just like you like him.

The Latino boy jumps over your now boyfriend and hugs him almost to death. But their laughs warm your heart.

This is the dream after the nightmare. The calm after the storm. And you are genuinely happy.

#Barry Allen #barry allen imagine #barry allen x reader #Flash #flash imagine #flash x reader #barry allen x you #The Flash #the flash imagine #the flash x reader #the flash x you

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presleysgirl6 · 7 months

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Just saw this pic and almost died because he’s 😮‍💨

I just have to say these blue pants on him? Absolutely fucking immaculate. His waist? I’m feral.

#I want him to take me right there on the concrete #elvis presley #elvis #elvisaaronpresley #he’s so baby and daddy at the same time i cannot function #he’s so I need him in me right now #I want to give him so many children #elvis fans #elvis aaron presley #elvis photos #elvis history #elvis the king #elvis fashion #Elvis in Hawaii #I want him and his lei to lay me #good lord i am so feral for him right now #let’s me real I’m feral for him always

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outrunningthedark · 3 years

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First off I’m sorry if this gets to long or muddled but I just wanted to say something from the prospective of a mother with children who have disabilities.

Ok so my issues with people saying Shannon deserved redemption; when my son was 4 we got his diagnosis and at the time life was hard I also had a baby and things were just super hard. One day my then partner just left he decided he couldn’t handle bringing up a child with special needs and that was nearly 3 years ago and we have not seen or heard from him since.

Something I get told a lot is ‘oh he might come back one day it must have been so hard for him’ um excuse me!?! I was the parent left behind to handle all the appointments and daily physical therapies and the emotional toll of a child who’s daddy just left one day and every day since I have lied to that child to make it so he has no idea the real reason his father left us.

To hear things like that when I have had to literally drag myself and my kids through some of the hardest times is a kick in the gut, he doesn’t deserve to come back one day as the hero who found things hard so had to take a break, that’s not how it goes, but if you arepeople like Shannon Diaz you should be forgiven right? because poor you right? WRONG!!!

Who was it who sat and held your child while you needed to breath? Who picked up the slack of handling everything? Who cried themselves to sleep at night because they felt they weren’t enough that they were failing their child because things were hard? Who took the emotional toll of lying to your child so they didn’t feel like they had any blame in you leaving (which they didn’t let’s face it, you were just being selfish, taking a break would have been telling your husband I’ll be back in a week and I’ll be stronger than ever) my second child got diagnosed with the same thing as my oldest when he was 2 life is ridiculously hard but I would not walk out on my babies and for people to try and excuse what Shannon did is offensive. I know people say Eddie checked out first but my god even five minutes after enlisting he could have regretted it but it was too late, we don’t know enough about that to really dig into it.

I’m sorry you have caught so much crap lately about Shannon and A*a (who I won’t mention cos I’ll probably get a ban), you don’t deserve it at all, people will never understand because they don’t want to they all have their own agendas as far as these characters are concerned and hating Shannon and Ana doesn’t fit in with their own rhetoric where Buddie shouldn’t happen etc. They just don’t realise the people they are insulting to do it.

Obviously I've always been aware of ableism, but being in this fandom, being exposed to people from outside my own little bubble, has made me realize how widespread it really is. And it's heartbreaking because now I'm forced to wonder what kind of excuses people come up with for how the disabled are treated in everyday life. (Are we even a consideration if they don't personally know someone who is part of the community?) You are a shining example of the mother fandom pretends Shannon was before she left and could have been *again* if given the chance. You are the type of mother disabled kids and young adults need to function in a world that was not (and is not) catered to us. We need mothers that will be our voice, that will see our potential, and that will fight for us. We need mothers that love us unconditionally. We need mothers that see US, not our disabilities. Most of all, we need mothers with no regrets. I don't have to tell you that we're not all so fortunate to have two parents who learn to accept our "limitations". Some of us don't even have one. (🙋‍♀️) It's the able-bodied people, as well as the disabled people who were raised in much more attentive homes, that need the reality check: If someone cannot handle the possibility of raising a disabled child because it's "overwhelming", they should NEVER have children. If they leave, that's gonna stay with their kid until the end of time. If they stay out of obligation, the resentment is going to be difficult to cover up for a minimum of eighteen years and THAT will cause serious self esteem issues going forward.

As for the other ableist: the support for A*a (at least when she returned in Jinx) was confusing for me, ngl. Did fandom contract selective amnesia? Were we choosing to ignore what had happened the season prior? Maybe viewers didn't even realize her comment was ableist? (Sadly true!) Maybe they felt it was "insensitive", but agreed with her overall opinion because CP + skateboards don't usually mix? (Sadly true x2!) When Eddie went with Buck’s suggestion over hers, was that not a clue she was in the wrong? When the show didn't address it the same way they had every single one of Eddie's missteps, was that not a clue that A*a wasn't meant to be sympathized with or necessarily liked? Now that season four is in the books, most of fandom agrees she was never supposed to be Eddie's long term love interest/endgame, but, man...that first week when she reappeared and people said "They're cute! You're all just haters!" sure was strange, huh? I guess pretty people acting ugly is so common that nobody bats an eye anymore...

#love-buddie #i appreciate this message SO MUCH i cannot even explain #you’re doing the best you can as a mother and that’s what matters 💖💖💖#your children will always know their mother is the one who stayed #tv: 911 #tv: 9-1-1 #anti ana flores #anti shannon diaz

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sweetestlamb · 3 years

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Bring Me To Life

Summary: Kang Sujin has never had anyone to turn to, hiding behind a façade her entire life. Someone begins to peek behind the mask.

Author’s note: My two favorite characters in TB are Seojun and Sujin, both characters who are honestly treated like trash by the writers. I cannot begin to tell how upsetting it was to see Sujin’s character assassination or how painful it is to watch her being physically abused knowing that the writers will not give her therapy or a true happy ending. She’s just here to be beaten and vilified. Seojun, I won’t even rant everyone knows what the problem is (idk who told them we wanted to see Start-Up the high school edition.) So I wrote this after watching the most recent episode and hating most of it for these reasons. I don’t know how far it’ll go or how often I can update, but I need my two babies to have a happy ending preferably together because the visuals are just a dreammmm.

The rain crashes down loudly from aggrieved storm clouds bellowing above her in the sky, the chilled condensation plastering her thin satin pajamas to her trembling body. She had to get out, the pain in her cheek numbing and electrifying all at once.

How dare she tell him that she didn't want to get married, want to stand on her own two feet without a man giving her value?

His hand had flown across the room before she could sidestep the blow, the fragile glass filled with water in her hand- the very reason she'd left her room in the dead of night- shattering into jagged pieces as it collided with a greater force. Just like her.

She hadn't been trying to eavesdrop but it was hard not to hear him chuckling deeply on the phone, offering up his only child like she was an item on a menu.

"Yes we should set them up. It seems Suho isn't interested and she should marry young, that's when women are worth the most."

Nausea rolled like waves in the pits of her stomach and before she could think logically, her feet were sprinting into the living room, air barely filling her lungs as she stared at the man she'd never once thought of as a father. The last time she'd made the grave mistake of calling him daddy he'd smacked her so hard that was how she lost her first tooth. He'd been father ever since or Mr. Kang. She tried her best to avoid him at all cost, she would never be good enough and it was getting harder to hide the marks he left behind.

It was difficult to remember clearly what occurred seconds after her refusal to marry a man she didn't know left her lips, his fist connected and she was knocked back onto their coffee table the sharp edge cutting at her cheek. As she looked at him, anger painting his face a demonic red, fear crippled her and her hands twitched desperately wanting to wash them raw. Then he grabbed a thick marble ashtray from the table and her instincts took over and she was out the door, running as fast as she could, knowing her life was at stake and she couldn't afford to stop.

When the cloud in her head cleared that was when she found herself at the bus stop.

Judgmental whispers breeze by her ears as people passed by with umbrellas, shocked to see the young girl crying in her pajamas at the stop, but none stopped to offer her help or inquire about her situation, happy just to pass judgement. She ignores them all, panicking racing through her blood until she's unable to breathe, choking on nothing as she twitches in the harsh air. Her throat constricts as she screams at herself, breathe.

Breathe.

BREATHE!

But it's useless as her body shuts down, forgetting how to do the basic function, she sways as she starts to feel light headed from the lack of oxygen and with a final wheeze she collapses.

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He signs as he weaves past cars moving far too slowly, adrenaline rushing through his veins as he marginally misses nipping a car to the left of him, easily dragging his motorcycle away with the fluid movements of his body. He glares up at the sky before cursing, "Fucking weather report didn't say anything about a sudden rainstorm." If he'd known he would have stayed home, always hating the rain. It brought back bad memories.

Halting at a red light, he puts his leg down for balance bouncing slightly in place. Pulling the shield up on his helmet he glances around, recognizing the area easily, before something in his peripheral catches his attention, a lump on the ground. Tilting his head he revs his trusty iron steed to live, riding over to the direction of the mysterious mass on the wet ground. As he gets closer his heart falters, it's too evident now.

It's a person.

Jumping off his bike and pushing out the kickstand he flings his helmet off, his hair immediately drenched under the downpour as he races over to help. As he nears the figure, it becomes clearer it's a woman wearing what looks like sleep clothes. Momentarily he wonders if this is a crazy person and if he should just mind his business but a frightening image of his little sister unconscious on the ground and no one coming to her aid flashes in his mind.

"I'll just check if she's breathing and call an ambulance. That's all, if she tries to attack me I'll just ride away." He takes a deep breath, collecting his courage before closing the gap between him and the unconscious woman.

Crouching beside her, he reaches out a hand hesitating before sighing and shaking at her cold shoulder. No response. He shakes harder now, watching the motion quake through her entire body, but still she is unresponsive.

"Hey! Hey! Are you okay? Wake up, you're scaring me!" He starts to jiggle her with both hands, before he crawls into her space not caring about his safety any longer, the idea that this unknown woman might be dead is making him nauseous. People are always dying without his permission. It's so frustrating.

"Wake up! Come on!" He shouts at the figure now holding both her shoulders and turning the woman over, lifting her face from its place on the ground, cradling her limp body in his lap. After two more vicious shakes, she starts to cough and groan in his arms. Relief swims through his veins as he watches her come back to life, anxiously watching as her dewy long lashes flutter open and he's caught in a lifeless deep gaze.

"Han Seo-Jun?"

It takes a long pause for him to register that the woman has said his name and then a longer moment to recognize who she is.

"Kang Su-Jin?" He replies in genuine shock, taking in the wom--young girl in his arms. She's shivering so violently that it's becoming difficult to hold onto her, vibrating out of his hold before he grips her tighter, whipping off his jacket without second thought and wrapping it around her. Goosebumps raising on his skin as his body mentally berates his lack of survival skills.

"What are you doing here?" She looks at him bewildered as if the stranger occurrence is his presence and not her own.

He squints his eyes looking back at her, "I could ask you the same thing. I found you unconscious here. I thought you were...." He trails off unable to utter the rest of his sentence.

"You should have left me here. Maybe I would have. If I was that lucky."

"What? Are you crazy, you want to die? Did you do this to yourself, what are you on?!" He roars at her, rage flooding his system as he shouts at the stupid girl, how dare she try to kill herself and leave her body for him to find? He wishes he had taken a different route, that he'd never come across her. He was in no state to comfort someone who was suicidal, still too raw and hurt. What was so hard about living that made people want to do that? Hot tears gather in his eyes as he abruptly pulls away from Sujin, unapologetic as she tumbles to the ground without his support.

She starts at him, stunned before righteous fury twists her features and she roars back at him.

"Who are you to judge me! I didn't ask you to help me, leave me alone!"

He glares back at her ready to yank his jacket away and run away from her but a small movement stops him, as she's screaming at him a small muscle twitches in her cheek bringing his attention to said cheek. It's nearly purple, standing out obscenely on her pale skin and then he notices the split lip and the bruises on her neck and he's so ashamed of himself he could bawl.

He deflates before speaking to her, "What happened to your face? Who did this to you?"

He doesn't know what kind of look he has on his face but before his questions can even settle between them she's sneering and twisting away from him, throwing his jacket on the ground before making her escape. Unprepared for her sudden departure he reacts too late, before chasing after her. It's easy to close the distance separating them with his long legs and within seconds she's merely inches in front of him, he reaches out a large hand to grab her wrist but hesitates recalling the bruises littering her frame. Instead he races past her, blocking her with his body swerving to the left and then the right when she tries to dodge him. They play this cat and mouse game before she finally gives up, glaring up at him with moist enraged eyes.

"Why do you care? We aren't even friends!"

Her piercing shout rings in his ears as he looks down at her passively. He can't answer that question, doesn't know what brought him to this area so late and not understanding why he was the one to find her in this condition. He doesn't know why he cares. But maybe things could have been different if Se-Yeon had someone to chase him. Maybe he'd still be alive...

So he answers her honestly.

"I don't want anymore people to die."

To his complete shock she starts to cry, tears falling rapidly from her eyes before she crumples to the ground, the rain pounding on her head and he stands still unsure of what to do before he drapes the jacket he'd rescued from the ground over her head, shielding her from most of the thunderous downpour. When she looks up to see the jacket protecting her, he almost falls backwards as her head slams into his chest, her tears simmering hot on his chilled body. It's almost painfully uncomfortable but he doesn't move away. Letting her cry on his chest, his shirt is soaked anyway this makes no difference.

He doesn't know how long they are crouched there on the ground, so dark that the sidewalk is completely devoid of anyone else, it feels like they are the only two people left on Earth.

"If we stay here you're going to get a cold."

He voices his concern but the only reply he receives is a gross sounding sniffle and he grimaces, knowing that his poor shirt is probably damaged beyond repair covered in snot and tears.

Sighing he starts to repeat himself before she whispers, "I don't have anywhere to go."

"I can take you home." Her fists tighten in his drenched shirt, he can practically feel the fear wafting off her, he'd assumed the marks on her face were from a possessive unhinged boyfriend but her reaction makes him uneasy. He tries to push those unpleasant thoughts to the corner.

"What about your friends? Why don't you call Su-ah or Ju-Kyung, I’m sure they’ll help you.”

She stiffens in his arms before shaking her head in decline.

"No. I can't let anyone else see me like this. I don't need them looking at me the way you did, like I'm a sad pitiful puppy. I never want anyone look at me like that again."

He can respect that, he never wants to appear weak in front of others. It was easier to become angry and lash out rather than showing your true heart, nobody could hurt you that way.

"Then what? Where do you want to go?"

"I have nowhere to go. I'll stay here until morning. I'll be fine, you can go."

He looks at her dumbfounded, what kind of man would leave a battered woman alone in the rain? He wasn't raised by animals, damn it.

"Let's go." He makes a point not to touch her, their only point of connection are her hands twisted in his shirt.

"What?"

He bulldozes past her confusion, looking at her with what he hopes are comforting eyes.

"I'm taking you to my house. I can't just leave you here."

"Are you crazy? Don't you live with your mother and sister, what will they say?"

He winces at the logical inquiry, he had already considered that himself, thinking of his mother's subsequent smacks and his sister's teasing once they learned what he'd done but still deciding that he has no other choice. He can't just leave her here.

He shrugs, "That's my problem to worry about. I'm not leaving you here, I'd really like to get out of his rain. Let's go." He repeats himself harder, pleading with her.

She looks away and he's prepared to throw her over his shoulders and face the consequences when he hears her response, "Okay. Let's go."

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It's a quiet ride back, the engine rumbling through the aching bones of her frozen body. Han Seojun. The last person she ever expected to see after being roused from her panic induced collapse. Her arms tighten around his thin waist as he swerves around a car, adrenaline and fear battling for dominance in her body. When her fingers accidentally brush across wet bare skin she quickly moves her hands higher, fighting the embarrassment that washes over her.

If he notices she can't hear his reaction over the roar of the motorcycle.

When they finally pull up to a small apartment, she loosens her hold on him cracking her frozen digits.

"You didn't need to hold that tightly, I wasn't going to let anything happen to you. I ride this everyday you know."

She doesn't reply focusing on getting off the bike, swinging her leg over and hopping off not graceful but effective, a small proud smile spreads on her face before she gazes back at him.

He stares back before shaking his head, as if lost in a daze before he stomps off for her to follow.

Wordlessly she trails behind him, feeling foolish in her duck pajamas, a gift from Su-ah.

When he pushes his front door open, letting her in first she steps out of her sopping wet house slippers standing awkwardly looking around.

"Stay here. I'll get towels so we don't trail too much water."

She nods at his command, gazing at the floor and seeing how much water is already pooling around her feet.

"Here." He hands her a fluffy pink towel, she raises an eyebrow at the color.

"It's the guest towel. I wouldn't give you my towel."

That makes sense, sharing towels is far too intimate for the relationship they have. That being none.

She rapidly towels at her hair, before running the towel down her body and wrapping it around her waist.

"You can use the bathroom. It's the second door on the right. I'll bring you dry clothes."

She steps cross the doorway, finally entering his home. Before she turns back to him staring directly into his eyes, "Than.... You didn't have to do this." She loses her confidence but his answering smirk lets her know he understood enough, with that she walks to the bathroom locking herself inside.

The sight of her bruised face in the mirror makes her pause, reaching up to finger at the stark purple mark on her cheek. She's crying before she can control her emotions, tears dripping into the sink as she remembers her night, how close she was to the end despite what she said to Seojun she wanted to live. As her father stood above her ready to snuff her out like a mere nuisance in his life, she realized with a burning passion how desperately she wanted to live.

A soft knock drags her back to reality as she rapidly wipes her tears away.

"I'm leaving clothes by the door. You can come out whenever you're ready. I'm making tea."

When she hears the light steps of his feet moving away from the door she opens the door a crack, picking up the neatly folded pile of clothes. Sending the boy a mental thank you before closing the door quietly.

It's clear that these clothes belong to Seojun, draping off her body, too large for her frame, a black T-shirt with a microphone on the center and sweatpants that cover her feet as well, he'd even remembered to bring her socks. Instantly she feels her body warming as her body temperature returns to normal.

Folding her wet clothes and splashing water on her face then using the towel to rub it dry, she exits the bathroom walking towards the light she sees assuming that's the kitchen.

"The water's almost done boiling. Sit down."

His deep voice greets her as she follows his orders and takes a seat.

"Are these your clothes?"

"What? Oh yeah they're mine, sorry my sister locked her door. They're very old though, I haven't worn them in years I thought they would fit you better." He eyes her as he says the last sentence, "I guess it didn't make much of a difference I'm just too tall and manly for my own good."

She scoffs at his narcissistic comment rolling her eyes "Tall and manly my foot. You're so skinny I could probably pick you up with one arm."

He immediately turns at her comment, affronted look on his face, "Shut up! It's hard for me to put on weight, I'm not that skinny."

He places his hands on his hips, looking down at himself before puffing his chest out to make himself appear broader, it's so ridiculous that she can't control her reaction.

Sudden uncontrollable laughter.

She laughs breathlessly, folding onto her lap trying to contain her giggles but his scandalized look makes her laugh harder and she has to stuff her face in her elbow to prevent herself from waking his family.

After a few minutes of random spasms of laughter she finally peers back up at him.

He looks just like he did outside when she'd smiled after successively getting off his motorcycle.

"What? What are you looking at?"

"Nothing. I just never see you smile at school."

"Well you never do anything worth smiling about." She quips back, wondering if she'd gone too far but he doesn't reply beyond a slight smile that's gone too fast to even be titled that, he places her steaming cup of tea before her sipping at his own after blowing on it.

They drink in comfortable silence.

She's the first to rapture the silence, "I don't need pity."

"I don't pity yo--"

"But thank you. Thank you for stopping. Thank you for this, thank you."

He stares wordlessly before nodding, a slight blush on his cheeks before he hides his face in the cup of tea. She doesn't bring attention to it.

"You can sleep in my room. It's the door next to the bathroom."

Humming she looks up, fatigue hitting her like a brick at the mention of sleeping.

"Where will you sleep?"

"I have a perfectly good couch, don't argue you're sleeping in my room. That's final. It's better that my mother doesn't see a strange woman on the couch when she wakes up."

Well, she can't argue with that logic.

"Okay." Drinking the last of the soothing beverage, she stands up walking over to place the cup in the sink.

"Good night." She starts to walk back in the direction of the bathroom, seeing another door next to it. Seojun's room. Twisting the doorknob she pushes it open, before she hears his voice from behind her.

"If you need anything I'm right outside."

Blinking her tears away, she nods without looking back, too vulnerable with his palpable concern.

When she lays her head down on his pillow, his scent fills her senses and she falls into a deep restless slumber feeling safer than she has in long time.

Tomorrow will be horrible.

But tonight, she will allow herself to breath easy knowing that someone is on her side.

#true beauty #kang sujin #han seojun #sujin deserves better #redemption fic #healing each others wounds #the visuals #true beauty kdrama #slow burn

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belit0 · 3 years

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S/O of Uchihas plus Tobirama telling them that they'll be daddies soon, and their reactions when the baby is actually triplets, please?

I love the ones that include their families.

I added my own touch, cause, in this blog, Indra and Madara actually have triplets.

Indra

Well, this man has wanted heirs to continue his legacy and support him without hesitation since his family betrayed him, because we must not forget that Indra grew up in a family environment, and he wants to recover that at all costs.

Although his ideals presume only the search for power and total domination over his enemies, the Ōtsutsuki can't wait to be surrounded by little ones who will call him dad, to whom he will teach everything he knows, and take care with his own life.

When he finally meets Bee, something tacit indicates that she will be the one to give birth to his children, and following the rules of destiny, this happens that way.

After receiving their twins, life seems quiet with two children, until Indra notices not one, but three chakra sources swimming inside his wife from one day to the next. He is the one who ends up informing her that they are pregnant with triplets, and he could not be prouder of this fact. To have managed to conceive two children at the same time was quite an achievement, but three? The Ōtsutsuki feels untouchable, powerful, and looks forward to holding his new three babies.

Madara

Another proud papa. Madara is informed about this by his partner since he does not use the Sharingan inside the house unless it is for intimate moments. The Uchiha is amply satisfied to know that he will not have just one heiress on the way, but three.

It is the ultimate proof of his ability and function as a man as well as a leader of the clan, the birth of his triplets will bring even more admiration from his people. He was in no hurry to conceive, in fact, the elders of the council were the ones who rushed the situation for him, but knowing that his daughters are on their way, he can inform the public and get rid of that constant pressure. The timing was perfect.

The Uchiha is so fascinated with his aptitude to succeed in forming three humans at the same time that he finds himself fantasizing from the first moment about the names his newborns may be carrying. He has options for both boys and girls, a whole list.

After the birth of his three new treasures, his current partner abandons him, saying that she cannot stand the pressure. From the very beginning, Madara takes charge of raising his triplets alone, with the unconditional help of Izuna.

Izuna

Panic. Pure panic.

Being a father? Him? Of three babies at the same time? That's impossible. His older brother can do it, but he definitely can't, he feels like a child himself. Somehow, he's going to have to, but right now, while the girl he casually slept with three months ago shows up at his house to tell him the fact, Izuna pretends to be calm and in control, when inside he's exploding with despair.

After receiving the initial news and finding himself alone again, he runs to his brother, seeking help and advice on how not to die of anguish in the face of what he has to confront. Obviously, he wants to have children, but not right now, in the best moment of his youth and beauty.

Madara listens to the ridiculous story of his little brother, while this same one plays on the floor with his three baby nieces, being crushed by tiny feet, grabbed by chubby fingers and losing half of his hair when one of them pulls too hard on it. At that moment, the older brother realizes that Izuna is more ready to face it.

Tobirama

Three children? Hmm, that's not what Tobi planned. He wanted to start with one and increase the size of his family as the years went by, but now he has to deal with three lives at the peak of his career as a Hokage.

Well, it's definitely something he can cope with, having a father like the one he had, and have lived in a time without love or affection for children, what he wants most is for his heirs to grow up far from those ideals.

Tobirama is still the same cold and serious man he always was, but clearly this image changes when someone enters his office and sees him with one of his kids in his lap while he signs documents, another one on his desk in a small cot, and the third one crawling around on the floor non-stop. That is his life now, and although for everyone his facade is still imposing and terrifying, it is notorious that he is softening up with the arrival of his children.

This man is happy, and wants his little ones to grow up and carry on the Senju morale inside the village, he and his brother worked so hard to forge. Uncle Hashi, retired from his position as Hokage in order to give it up to him, enjoys a lot being the nanny of these three babies, which unsettles his younger brother, as the older Senju has a bad habit of overindulging everyone.

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dizzydancingdreamer · 3 years

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Men who I think would be soft for their baby for no other reasons than because I want them to be, in no particular order but still numbered ten to one because I like countdowns...

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Part two —> part one here

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This one’s for you @activist-af, no Finn and Kol erasure here Lottie

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10. Raleigh Becket

A really good man who is a little too impulsive at times and has pretty much no sense of self preservation and always seems to get himself into worsening situations

Is so fucking soft for his baby that it’s insanity

His baby is in no way the same kind of super soldier he is, she’s literally the softest baby in the world, and he’s just so careful with her

Like he follows her around the compound and just makes sure she’s okay

Eats every meal with her, shares a room with her, literally does pretty much everything with her just in awe

So many cuddles before and after a mission, lots of reassurance, kisses her entire face everywhere at least twice and has to get practically dragged away

Endures so much teasing from his partner

I don’t care if his character is suited for a dominant female you can’t change my mind on this one this man is soft as fuck

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9. Ambrose Spellman

A reformed radical warlock who has been locked in one house for a hundred years and is itching to go on a self-destructive bender after cleaning up his family’s messes for years

In absolutely no position to be in a committed relationship but I don’t give a single fuck

He would follow his baby around like a damn puppy when finally free of the Spellman residence

Oh she wants to go to witch school? He’s tagging along

She wants to go travel? Lead the way

The park, carnival, movie theatre, cafe, literally endless places he would follow her

Would read to her as she falls asleep and tell her all his little bits of knowledge on things that he collected during his time stuck in the house

A soft man that is final

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8. Richard O’Connell

Cannot survive a normal, mundane life because it’s “too boring” for a man like him and would risk it all for a mummy invasion even if it means that he dies in the process

But by god he is so fucking soft I just know it

Keeps her safe at all costs even when she pouts at him and makes him take her with him when he travels

Refuses to leave her side when they go abroad because his track record with ancient curses is not great and there’s no way he’s letting some gross ass mummy hurt her

*dramatic gasp* HE ACTUALLY REFUSES SOME DANGEROUS MISSIONS FOR HER???

Does the thing where he leans into her hand when she touches his face and like kisses her palm

Definitely sleeps curled around his baby and wakes up at the slightest noise ready to hurt any intruders

I would literally do anything for this level of soft

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7. Finn Mikaelson

A one thousand year+ original vampire who has absolutely zero sense of self preservation and actively seeks death because of how much he hates himself and would gladly bring his family down with him because mommy said so

Doesn’t quite fit the full dominant image but I don’t care he fits the soft part 1000%

Would bring her with him when he goes to see his family and is always wrapped around her the whole time

Endures all the teasing that would come with that for her because she’s?? Just?? So?? Cute and perfect???

Literally a thousand years old and would still absolutely crumple for his baby in SECONDS

If she cried it would literally be game over

There would be two people crying

He would be crying MORE than her

Epic date night planner, meticulously detailed, would pay so much attention to the things she likes and picks up on even the smallest clues

God he’s so soft I want one

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6. Clint Barton

Largely pushed aside Avenger who has been evil in the past and appears at times to miss the evil a little too much

This one doesn’t even need an explanation, I’m literally right and this one has proved himself countless times

This man is the love of my life so yes: I am biased

Badass, sarcastic, cold archer Avenger by day; soft, caring, gentle man by night

Goes home, soaked with blood and sweat, and pulls his baby into the shower and just sags into her arms

Lives for her fingers in his hair after a long day

And bubble baths with her

Has gotten in trouble countless times for skipping important meetings but does not give a single fuck about it

Teaches her archery and doesn’t yell once (which is a feat pointing to his softness because once he tried to teach Nat and they yelled at each other the entire time)

HE IS SOFT, CASE CLOSED

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5. Bellamy Blake

Incited a radical uprising in a highly dangerous and sensitive situation for really no reason at all other than the fact that he wanted to be the de facto leader of something

As per usual, I don’t care about canon characteristics this is my world I can do whatever I want

Every bone in this man’s body is a protective one

Yes, every single one (No, I’m not sorry about this)

Does not take shit from anyone about her, has definitely shut an entire group of people up for talking about her badly

Gets so nervous when she does anything even remotely dangerous and when she does he’s stuck to her side like glue

He’s so touchy and talks so quietly to her, not because he doesn’t want anyone to hear him call her his baby but because he just literally can’t bring himself to raise his voice he’s that soft for her

Does everything in his power to make sure she’s comfortable which is by no means easy in the slightest

So many forehead kisses that it’s almost barf worthy but he doesn’t care because she loves it and that’s all that matters

The radical leader is a fucking puddle of softness for his baby and that’s final

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4. Loki

A trickster god who always teeters precariously on the edge of good and evil and no one ever knows which side he’ll favour at any given moment

Except when it comes to his baby then he’s good duh

Tiptoes around her because he would definitely be the type to go for a baby who jumps easily and he’s loud and kind of clunky so he’s always just slow and gentle

So much gentle teasing and giggling like oh god it’s tooth rotting sweetness

He takes her hands and just puts them on him, like his chest and cheeks and jaw and arms

Anywhere he just wants her touching him all the time

He rests his chin on her shoulder or head and reads whatever she’s reading or watches her go about her hobbies, kissing her cheek in between

This girl would never work a day in her life she would be ridiculously well taken care of

Would burn down a city for her with little provoking

As soft as butter for his baby

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3. Kai Parker

Bringing back the “needs a therapist, not a girl” but sprinkle in a touch of volatile daddy issues that has created a man so hyper reactive to every negative situation whose only solution is to lash out because he figures no one loves him anyway

But sweep all that aside because fuck it, I don’t like it

He would worship his baby 110%

Is the type of man to let her do his nails and put as many face masks as she wants on him

Can’t sleep without her literally on top of him

He so clingy and touchy, loves when she grabs his hand, internally screams whenever it happens

Has for sure killed for her that isn’t even a question it’s just a fact

“He didn’t do anything” “he looked at you” “but Kai” “but baby”

Would do it again

I DON’T CARE: HE’S SOFT FOR HIS BABY

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2. Jasper Hale

A literal once upon a time confederate soldier who made child soldiers for his dom-vamp girlfriend because he was “in love”

This man has ripped so many heads off so many bodies but I don’t give a single fuck I know he goes home to his baby and just picks her up and does not put her down

Face it, his family is rich, he doesn’t have to do anything, naps are definitely a big part of his routine and he’s always just snoozing with her on the couch, pulling her onto his lap and pulling a blanket off the back and they’re just asleep

Goes out for dinner with her, makes it through maybe twenty minutes, the entire time he’s waiting for it and then boom, the puppy eyes, game over, they’re home in minutes

Has skipped so many family functions

Will make any excuse to just go the fuck home

Sometimes he doesn’t even make an excuse he just fucking leaves

He’s touchy too I just know it look at that face the man lives for contact

The verdict is in-- 100/10 SOFT

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1. Kol Mikaelson

Perhaps the angriest, most volatile, I-hate-the-world-and-everyone-in-it, thousand year old+ original vampire who has been stomped on so much and died so many times that he has no true sense of the world, trust, and love left

Oh GOD this man, this FUCKING MAN

THE SOFTEST MAN HOLY SHIT

I don’t even care what y’all think about this one Kol is so damn soft

This man is the inventor of cuddling

And he doesn’t give one single fuck about where and when I just know it

Family dinner? The witch market? CHURCH??

It doesn’t matter, he’s pressed against her

Oh god this man is protective

Maybe a little possessive too

I don’t care

His family calls him unpredictable so hey he may as well live up to it and burn down a bar or two or twenty for his baby

Shows her all of his witch things and rambles about them all

Is always pulling one of his shirts or hoodies over her head

AGAIN BUBBLE BATHS I JUST KNOW IT

He likes washing her back and just getting to be alone with her

He likes it even more when she washes his hair like he just sinks to his knees and closes his eyes and gives into it

GOD MY HEART IS BEATING SO FAST FOR HOW SOFT KOL IS

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#Kol mikaelson #loki #kai parker #bellamy blake #jasper hale #ambrose spellman #finn mikaelson #clint barton #hawkeye #raleigh becket #rick o'connell #the originals #the vampire diaries #the avengers #twilight #pacific rim #the mummy #the 100 #the chilling adventures of sabrina

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yutahoes · 3 years

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Otou-Chan

Yuta Nakamoto x Reader (Y/N) Smut

(Chapter Twenty Two)

Summary: 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐡𝐰𝐚 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐘𝐮𝐭𝐚’𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬.

Warning: Fluff, Teasing, Sex, Angst (?)

Word Count: 3.1k

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22. Kanojo

Every night, (Y/N) would wake up with the same dream of his dad choking her to death. A dark reality that turned into her nightmare. But she cannot tell Yuta about it. She can’t tell him how scared she is now that she knew that her only family hates her that much. That she doesn’t really know what to do with her life. She badly wanted to lean on Yuta but she’s not his responsibility. She should at least be responsible for herself. And the first thing she thinks she needs is to get over these nightmares.

The warm water is colder now that she was too preoccupied with thinking. Her thumb rubbed the rim of the cup that she’s scared she might erase it. “What’s wrong?” she heard someone say and she turned to the bedroom door to see Yuta walking to where she is on the couch. “Nightmare?”

His hands were warm as he held her hands. The warmth she badly needed now. “Can you hug me?”

He complied, pulling her closer and wrapping his sturdy arms around her. Yuta’s warmth and scent. “I miss my dad, Yuta.” she sobbed on his chest but he just held her, letting her cry. It’s been days and although he’s proud of her for not crying, he can see how tough everything is for her. Now, he just wanted her to let everything go. To let herself cry. “I miss how he makes bungeoppang for me and mom when I was young.” His eyes widened in surprise. That’s why she liked that food. It reminds her of her dad.

“I don’t know what to do anymore.”

It breaks his heart that he can’t do anything. Of course, she’s still a daughter yearning for a father's love, yearning for her parents’ love. Even if he could give her the whole world, he cannot really give her that missing part in her life. “Do you want me to help you find your mom?” he asked. She looked up to look if he’s serious and he is. “I can ask Taeil to look for her. Maybe if she comes back, your family will be whole again.”

“She already left, Yuta.” He knows. And somehow when she said those words, it breaks his heart even more. “She also doesn't want me in her life. What can I do?” If only he could curse at her parents for making her feel this way.

Yuta breathed heavily. “It will not make up for your family but would you like to meet mine?” he asked. “My dad would really like you.” He kissed the top of her head, her forehead, then a quick kiss on her lips. “Then let’s make a family of our own, (Y/N).”

“Will you be drinking at Jungwoo’s place tonight?” Yuta asked when he dropped off his girlfriend at the publishing house one morning. She shook her head at the question. “Call me.” Then she nodded, opening the door of the car.

Before she could step away from the curb, she turned to Yuta who was watching her. “Your dad?” she asked. “Do you think he’ll enjoy the sushi at that sushi place we went to before?"

The guy smiled while nodding. "He would really love that."

(Y/N) was still surprised when he let her stay at Jungwoo’s for a night, reasoning out that they had an illustration to finish. But really, she just wanted to talk to her best friend. She was lying on Jungwoo's lap while she shared the story of her dad and Jungwoo cursed at the old man. "Don't tell this to Johnny, he might get too mad." the guy claimed and she nodded, knowing full well that Johnny might really do that. “(Y/N), you poor little thing.” he cooed, brushing her hair with his fingers. “I’m glad Yuta is here for you.”

She turned to look at him, pouting. “Yuta helped me a lot,” she confessed. “But I feel like I’m depending on him too much.”

“Does he hate it?”

She shook her head. “He wants us to have a family of our own.”

Jungwoo gasped dramatically that made her laugh. She sat on the couch next to him. “He already proposed to you?” Is that even a proposal? But he would always say that he wanted to marry her. Maybe that’s it. She nodded which made the other gasp again. “Oh my God! Please tell me you said yes.”

She just sighed as an answer. Jungwoo had to slap her arm at that. She did reject him. “I don’t think I deserve Yuta. Everyone will leave me in the end anyway.”

The guy rolled his eyes at that. “I really want to meet your parents and smack the hell out of them for instilling that in your brain,” he complained that made her laugh. “But you know, Yuta seemed different.” She gave him a curious look. Different? “His eyes, I’ve seen that look before. Whenever Johnny would look at Jessica or when Lucas’ dad would look at his mom. That’s love, (Y/N).”

“Yuta is so in love with you that he’ll probably take a bullet for you.” That was too cheesy.

(Y/N) breathed heavily, leaning on his shoulder. “What should I do, Woo?”

“Marry the guy already. He’s willing to give the world to you,” he claimed then smiled widely. “If you don’t, I’ll marry him instead.” She glared at him, making Jungwoo laugh. “You’re in love with him, aren’t you?” he asked in a small voice.

The girl had to smile at that. She didn’t know that these feelings would just grow inside her. But can she blame herself when Yuta shows her all the love she was yearning in her heart? “Yes, Jungwoo. I’m in love with Yuta.” And she felt good when she muttered that. Now, she’ll just have Yuta know that.

(Y/N) was so nervous at the thought of meeting Yuta's dad. Jaehyun said that he's a nice fellow and even called Taeyong to ease her nerves. "His dad would really love you. He'd been asking Yuta to date for years. He's even convinced that his son is gay." Jaehyun claimed that made Taeyong lightly punch his stomach. "Honestly (Y/N), we're just really happy that Yuta's cock is functioning." The older glared that made Jaehyun shut up.

"Are you going to meet his dad wearing that?" Taeyong asked gesturing to her pink blouse and black washed out jeans. What's wrong with her clothes? "Jae, is Sica noona's shop open today?" The younger nodded. "Call Yuta, we'll borrow his girlfriend for a while."

Yuta's only revolt was 'Yah, don't do anything weird to my girlfriend' that made Jaehyun laugh, saying that he just want to boast that he has a girlfriend. (Y/N) didn't expect that Yuta can be this playful with his friends. It's like a different person and she's excited to know more about that Yuta.

Taeyong chose a dark blue dress for her to wear, even asking the stylists to put on a little make-up and style her hair. These two boys dolled her up, and she giggled realizing that it will always be like this. Why didn't she have friends who are girls?

Because of Yuta's incessant request, it was Taeyong who drove (Y/N) to the restaurant. This is awkward, she thought. This scene already happened before. "Do you remember our talk in the car park?" Taeyong started which made her nod, she was just thinking of that. "I remember you saying that you cannot give him enough." Again, she nodded. "You know Yuta isn't the type of guy who would ask you something in return. And I know how much he adores you, (Y/N)."

"I often tell Jaehyun this but Yuta changed, for the better, when you came." She just gave him a confused look. "He smiles more often now. He doesn't get annoyed at Jaehyun that easily unlike before." Taeyong laughed. "I'm glad Yuta gets to meet you. I hope you won't break his heart."

She nodded and he smiled. It's nice to know that Yuta has friends like Jaehyun and Taeyong to take care of him. "I hope I won't break his heart."

Taeyong had to smile watching at how Yuta stared at the girl who just went out of his car. His friend gave him an acknowledging nod and (Y/N) smiled at him before he drove away from the place. Those two really. They look so good together that he swore the heavens would rumble if they don't end up together. He really can't wait to see how pretty their babies will look like in the future.

"You look…" Yuta started. "Wow."

She giggled at that. "This was all Taeyong's work." She said as they boarded the elevator. "I thought we're just having dinner in that sushi place?"

"Dad has a business meeting in this hotel." He reasoned out just as people went inside the elevator, pushing the two of them by the corner. He stood behind her, hands on both her waist, pushing her closer to his body. She gulped when she felt something poking her from the back, Yuta is hard. His breathing on her nape doesn't even help at all.

People were having their own conversations that when she moaned in a soft voice, no one turned to look at them. His hands went inside her skirt and she hid the exposed high with the clutch bag that Taeyong insisted that she bring. Maybe this is its purpose. "Fuck, I want you." He whispered against her ear.

"But your dad."

"Let's just be quick."

(Y/N) laughed at the irony. The guy who doesn't like quickies is now suggesting to be quick. But she missed his cock. When was the last time they had sex? To her surprise, Yuta did reserve a room and somewhat she's convinced that they were plotting this. Him, Taeyong, and Jaehyun.

They were kissing when they got inside the room. He slipped the strap of her dress down while the other held her thigh, wrapping it around his waist as he pushed her to bed. She was breathing hard, watching Yuta tower above her with a lot of want in his eyes. He removed his dress shirt then the belt of his pants before kneeling above her body. "Do you want to do this, baby?" She gulped at the intensity of his gaze that even if she's not in the mood earlier, she'll just say yes to him. She nodded, licking her lips. "Use your words, baby."

"Yes, daddy." He smirked before leaning in to kiss her hard on the mouth. His hand massaged her clothed mound while leaving a trail of kisses on her neck to her chest. He pulled down her bra, his warm mouth quickly replacing the cold air that made her moan in pleasure. He took his time in sucking and licking her hardened nipples that she's so wet when his mouth sucked the skin of her stomach. "Yuta…" He only moaned as a response, his tongue licking the skin by the hem of her underwear. "I love you."

He stopped to look at her, obviously surprised at what she just said. "What?"

She smiled at him. "I said I love you." She repeated that made him blink. "I am in love with you, Yuta Nakamoto."

"God!" His eyes become misty that made her surprised, a new reaction from Yuta. "I love you." He mumbled, kissing her lips sweetly. He smiled when he let go of the kiss then muttered 'I love you' once again, kissing her once again. His kisses become so warm that she had to touch his arm to remind him that they're in the middle of sex. "Let me make love to you, baby."

Unlike the other times that he's inside her, he wasn't rough or rushing into it. His thrusts were slow and sensual, following a rhythm that made her so accustomed to it. The sex wasn't the usual dominant Yuta but a new type of Yuta who obviously wanted to savor the moment. He kissed every inch of her body, touched her in places he hadn't explored before. She can feel him getting hard inside her and she realized how much self-control he was harnessing to not ruck her mercilessly. "Yuta." She called, threading their fingers together. "Your dad is probably waiting for us."

He laughed at that, kissing her on the lips. "He can wait."

"I can't." She whined. "Please be rough on me." His hips faltered for a while, gazing at her with a questioning gaze that made her nod. "Yuta, I miss when you fuck me hard so…" but her sentence isn't finished when he started thrusting into her in an inhumane speed that made her shout his name.

"Oh fuck!" he cursed, still fucking her real hard that the mattress was squeaking in protest. Why is he so fucking turned on when she shouted rather than moaning her name? And why does he like it when she's raking his back with her sharp nails? "You want this baby?" he asked and she nodded, feeling the heat in her stomach. "You're getting close. Should I make you cum?" she shouted a muffle yes that made him rub her clit for added pleasure.

Her moans resonated throughout the room urging the guy to fuck her senseless on the mattress. "Aaah. Yuta," she shouted, clawing his back at the wave of orgasm splashing to her. (Y/N)'s pussy was so sensitive at the sudden orgasm but he abused it by keeping his thrusts that made her wet once again. Fuck, if this continues on they'll definitely have sex like when they were in Paris. Yuta didn't disappoint as always, staying hard until she came and blowing off his load on her stomach. He started licking his mess, slurping every semen, and tongue touching every part of her naked body. He started eating her, tongue fucking her brains out for the second orgasm.

He rolled beside her, breathing heavily. "You're so bad at quickies, Yuta." The guy had to chuckle at that, pulling her closer then kissing her once again. The girl giggled when he hovered above her once again, grinning at him. "Let's go and meet your dad."

"Say it again."

"Let's go and meet your dad?" But he shook his head, putting on weight when she tried to escape him. Her hands cupped his cheeks, smiling sweetly at him. "I love you, Yuta Nakamoto."

"Marry me, (Y/N)."

She giggled at that, holding his shoulder. "That's why we need to meet your dad. Let's see if he wants me as his daughter-in-law."

Yuta laughed, lying on the bed as she sat up and picked up her bra to fix herself. "I think I'm the happiest guy alive. I can die today, you know?"

(Y/N) smiled then picked up her underwear and dress. "Don't die yet." She teased kissing him. "I still want you as the father of my son." She announced while heading to the bathroom.

That's it, Yuta thought, if someone could die of too much happiness that would be him now. Is she still the same (Y/N)? Why is she so confident now? How can she shake him up like this now?

The difference between (Y/N) in the hotel room and the (Y/N) standing beside Yuta is so huge that it seemed comical now. He slipped his hand on hers, holding her reassuringly. "He'll love you, baby." She gave an acknowledging smile, holding his arm as the elevator doors open to the restaurant if the hotel.

Yuta talked to the receptionist and they were directed to a table where a man was already seated. The first thing in her mind is that he does resemble Yuta, their eyes are the same. And when he grinned at their way, she found out where her boyfriend got his lovely smile. The younger casually greeted his dad as if they had always seen each other. They spoke in Japanese and she cursed herself for not studying basic conversations in Japanese.

He introduced her as his 'kanojo' and she had watched too many anime to know that it means girlfriend in Japanese. "You're yeppeo." The older said in English and Korean that made her breathe in relief. "I'm sorry, I'm not good at Korean." Well, this will be a struggle.

The three were seated and she wondered why there are four plates and four chairs. The two started conversing in Japanese so she didn't get the chance to ask Yuta about the additional person. He held her hand above the table which made her glance at him. "Are you okay?" She nodded, lightly staring at his dad who was just watching them while smiling. "Let's just wait for my stepmom."

Stepmom? Does Yuta have a stepmom? He didn't mention that he has a stepmom. "Dad said she's pregnant so she comes to the restroom a lot. Do you want to eat first?" She shook her head. His stepmother is pregnant? Then Yuta is going to have a sibling soon. She might see another side of her boyfriend when he meets his baby sibling.

If she gets pregnant, then his sibling and his child would be almost the same age. That will be cute. At least she'll know that her child will have a friend. Now, she wonders what Yuta's stepmom looks like.

"You look good together." His dad commented in English while staring at the two of them. Yuta just smiled, running his thumb on the back of her hand. "Here she is."

Yuta quickly stood up and (Y/N) wondered if she should do the same. The clutch bag fell under the table when she adjusted her dress that she had to pick it up, hearing Yuta introducing her to his stepmom. (Y/N) quickly stood up in panic and thought that she might get dizzy from the sudden movement.

She blinked in surprise when she faced the woman he called his stepmom. A classy lady wearing a pearl earring and red lipstick. A lady in a silver dress with a bulging stomach to show that she's pregnant even at her age. If she didn't get dizzy earlier, she might be dizzy now. She bit her lip to prevent a word to escape her mouth. "(Y/N)?" And time stopped that she thought they're the only ones in the room.

Is this why she left? Why does she look so well? Why do they have to meet like this? "You know each other?" Yuta asked and a choked sob escaped her lips. Why does it have to be like this? "(Y/N), are you okay?"

"I'm sorry, Yuta." She mumbled, moving past him and outside the restaurant. Before the elevator door could close, Yuta held her hand asking what's wrong. Of all the whys running in her mind, there's only one sentence that made her heart hurt.

"Why does it have to be you?"

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Chapter 21 / Chapter 23

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