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contents: leo valdez x daughter of poseidon! reader warnings: bad writing (jk...hopefully🥲), language, allusions to sexual themes but nothing too bad in my personal opinion?? author's note: hihi, soooo i've never done this before but i've got ~180 pages of one shots just collecting dust in my docs, so i figured i'd put them out into the world and see what happens !! feel the need to note, i'm dyslexic and also would rather die than proofread so i can promise you that there will be spelling errors but oh well. i'm actually super excited to see how this goes and i guess this means my requests are open?? Mind you, i'm still a new baby to all of this so be kind, pls and thank you!! anyways, enjoy 😌🫶

there was a loud and constant rapping of fists against the poseidon cabin door. it awoke both of the siblings, who were quick to dive under their covers and hope the person would just go away. there was a pause in the knocking before it started again, more insistent and louder. y/n huffed, shooting out from under her blankets, quickly adjusting leo’s shirt to ensure that it covered all of the parts it was supposed to. it was a shirt that had been a stupid gag gift from percy, which read ‘i heart my hot boyfriend.’ the moment leo pulled it out of the wrapping, y/n knew it would become her new sleep shirt. and leo was more than happy to oblige, only getting it back every few weeks when y/n shoved it into his chest, claiming he needed to make it smell like him again.

“the world better be ending,” percy called to y/n and the person at the front door.

“i second that,” y/n told percy before whipping the door open and glaring at will, who still had his hand raised to knock again.

“what? what could you possibly want?” y/n huffed, holding the door open with a raised brow.

“you’ve got a license, right?” questioned will and y/n’s eye twitched. percy started manically laughing in the background, trying to dig further into his bed

“you better be joking,” y/n managed to get out, staring the sunshine boy down.

“look, travis got shot in his foot by an arrow while training and we’ve got to get deliveries out, the infirmary is in desperate need of more bandaids, a few of the little kids birthdays are coming up-”

“okay, okay, breathe, dude. let me get dressed and a little brekky, then i'll take care of it,” cut in y/n, waving the boy off with a small sigh. there goes her plans of spending the day with leo.

“yes! thank you, y/n, truely,” will cheered, smiling brightly.

“yeah, yeah, sing my praises when i get back,” y/n told him before they waved their goodbyes, the daughter of poseidon marching back into the cabin. she glanced over, noticing percy was asleep again before chucking a pillow at him, causing the boy to shoot up and look around in a sleepy haze.

“if i gotta be up, so do you.” “you suck on, like, a major level.”

y/n quickly changed into a pair of carpenter jeans that leo always complimented, murmuring things about her ass into her ear. she then tugged on a navy blue tank top with a ditsy white floral pattern. she swiped her purse and sunglasses off her bedside table before making her way to the dining pavilion, quickly grabbing a breakfast bar and snapping it in half, tossing one half into the fire with a comforting sizzle. she took a bite out of her half before feeling arms wrap around her waist, the girl squealing with a laugh as she felt familiar curls settle against her neck.

“you’re out of dress code, mi amor. gonna have to punish you for that,” he muttered against her collarbone, y/n huffing out a laugh before pushing him off her, looking over her shoulder with a wide smile.

“i’ve got my reasons! travis got hurt, so i’ve got delivery duty today,” y/n informed him, noting the small pout that settled over his lips. she quickly cupped his face, pressing a quick kiss to his lips, “i’m sorry, lee, i know we were supposed to hang out today.”

“who says we can't?” leo prompted, smirking, as y/n could practically hear the cogs in his brain beginning to turn. she squinted at him before he quickly grabbed hold of her wrist and dragged her off and towards chiron, who looked up at the pair with a raised brow.

“hey, i’ve just come to get the keys for the delivery truck? travis shot his foot earlier so he can’t drive,” y/n stated, glancing at leo out of the corner of her eye, but figured he’s got his part of this operation covered. chiron nodded, passing the keys and a list off to y/n before turning to leo with a suspicious look.

“oh! you’ve got delivery duty, y/n? perfect! the forge is, like, depleted. we are in desperate need of probably three yards of sheet metal- ah, no, make that six. oh, we also need fourth of an inch bolts, not a third of an inch like last time. definitely need more screws, those fancy gold ones, nyssa’s picky,” leo started to list, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes as y/n was desperately trying to follow, knowing what he was playing at, but not necessarily needing to act like she was confused. she was definitely confused.

“you should probably start writing this down,” leo added with a wink, watching y/n’s face fall as she started patting her pockets for a pen she knew she wouldn’t need.

“how- how about you go with her, leo? make sure she gets the correct stuff?” chiron offers, having seen the girl’s panic. leo smiled widely, his plan working just like all his other plans.

“yeah, that’d be best, wouldn’t it?”

“now, no funny business, you two. this is a lot of trust i’m putting in you. if you’re not back by 4 pm, don’t come back at all,” chiron threatened, though they both knew they were empty. leo faked a solute while y/n pulled him away, saying her thanks as she went. she dragged leo all the way to cabin 9, following him into his room as he tugged his camp half-blood shirt off. y/n practically drooled at the sight, a blush quickly settling over her as she tried to avert her eyes and pretend like she hadn't been staring. leo shot a smirk over his shoulder as he picked up another shirt, one of the few normal shirts he had, and tugged it on.

“sorry, babe, shows over,” he told her, watching the blush spread with a smirk.

“whatever. you’d cream your pants if i even thought about lifting my shirt up,” y/n huffed back, shoving his shoulder as she spun around and began making her way out of the cabin.

“correct! you know what your bras do to me.” “don’t talk about my bras.” “you know, i thought they’d be made out of seashells the first time.” “no! leo, baby, why would i-” “i don’t know! daughter of poseidon and all, figured it was, like, in the handbook or something,” leo argued as y/n wheezed a laugh, leaning against him for support. he rolled his eyes at her amusement at him, wrapping his arm around her waist as they made their way to the truck. y/n went to open the driver side door but leo quickly shut it again, looking at her like she was crazy.

“leo, i know you like to open my doors and all-” “if you think you’re driving, you’ve lost your mind,” leo told her, rolling his eyes at her as he swiped the keys from her hand.

“i need to tell will to start harassing one of the many other people who have licenses at this camp,” y/n huffed as she clambered into the passenger seat.

“hmm, maybe, but this is the price you pay for being head camp counselor,” leo mused, giving the girl a cheeky smile. y/n groaned, lulling her head back against her seat as she buckled in.

“ugh, stop reminding me i have responsibilities.” “alright, alright. i’ll make it up to you,” leo started, causing y/n to squint at him in suspicion. “how so?” “iced coffees on travis?” he offered, holding up the son of herme’s credit card. y/n’s eyes instantly gained back the glimmer that he loved so much, making the pickpocketing so worth it.

“all is forgiven, my love!” she cheered, leaning across the middle console and tangling her arms around him with repeated kisses to his face. leo laughed, leaning into the affection without a second thought. y/n pulled back before pressing a kiss to his lips, more solid then the ones before. leo leaned even further, chasing after her lips when she pulled away.

then she reached into the glovebox, producing the one phone that chiron allowed near camp. the hephestus cabin tweaked it the best they could, making it nearly monster proof and demigod safe. it worked well enough for deliveries, gps being needed and all. plus, travis and connor managed to get spotify on it, disguising it as some puzzle app that chiron paid no mind to. y/n had to fork over twenty bucks just to be allowed to use it, as she wasn’t willing to drive around without music and the idiots put a password on it. y/n typed in the password - trav&conrule11 - pulling up her playlist as leo started to drive. she then pulled up the gps, checking to see the first place for deliveries and typing in the address of the small diner a few miles away. they liked the strawberries from camp best, feeling like they were supporting a small business when it was anything but. y/n listed the directions out for leo, knowing he’d just tune the robotic voice of the gps out. his fingers drummed across the wheel, his other hand playing with the rings on y/n’s hand, his thumb twisting the promise ring he’d given to her a few months ago, which caused his lips to twitch upward. eventually, they pulled up to the diner, y/n hopping out and moving towards the restaurant, the owner cheering as she greeted the girl, who she knew very well, leo trailing behind.

“y/n!! it’s good to see you, honey! they keep sending those rambunctious boys, we’ve been missing our girl,” the woman, mrs. ferrara, greeted, pulling the girl closer by her cheeks and kissing both of them. she was a short and stubby italian woman, but she held a kindness in her eyes that made her popular with the camp half-blood kids. she loved all of them, most itching for a chance at delivery duty to see the woman who’s become like a grandmother to a lot of them.

“you love those boys,” y/n mused as she passed her the clipboard, which needed a signature. she threw a glance over her shoulder at leo, smiling brightly at him which he returned tenfold.

“yes, but you’re my favorite,” mrs. ferrara replied with a wink, easily signing her name like usual.

“hey!” leo argued, crossing his arms with a frown. mrs. ferrara laughed as she walked around the counter, patting his cheek as she went past.

“much love to you, dear, but my y/n holds a special place in my heart,” the woman continued propping the door open so leo and y/n could easily bring the boxes of strawberries in. well, leo. because the moment y/n went to grab a box, he smacked her hands away and shot her a glare. she rolled her eyes with a huff, going off to hang out with mrs. ferrara who was more than happy to indulge the girl. they left soon after, though not without more kisses to both of their cheeks and breakfast sandwiches shoved into their hands.

“mmm, perks of delivery duty,” leo all but moaned, munching happily on his sandwich, which y/n plucked from his hands so he could turn the truck. “one of the few,” hummed y/n in response, finishing off hers and throwing the tinfoil into her purse to toss out later. she returned leo’s to his outstretched hand as she crossed out mrs. ferrara’s diner on her list, following down to the next stop.

“ugh, we’ve got to go to that stupid stuck up office,” y/n groaned, leaning her head back against the headrest, her lips set in a deep frown. leo looked at her for far too long before returning his gaze to the road, one of his hands leaving the wheel and smoothing over her jean clad knee. “it’ll be quick and i can talk to mr. stuck-up,” leo replied, earning a snort from y/n, a smile slowly growing on her lips before she shot across the middle console, her lips pressing against his cheek.

“my knight in shining armor,” she murmured again his cheek and a blush rose to his ears. “hm, no. don’t like how i looked in the armor at camp,” he smirked back, feeling y/n’s laugh bubble out of her.

after a few directions from y/n, they pulled up outside a bland looking building, the gray brick walls hiding one of those artsy-fartsy office buildings for some small newspaper. they liked to keep a ‘chill work environment,’ the place being filled with ping-pong tables and snacks, which included strawberries from camp. it would probably be fun, if the manager wasn’t so dreadful. y/n basically hid behind leo the whole time, glancing at her watch like they were in a rush while the guy ranted about immigration or whatever racist thing he had to say in that moment. leo’s eye twitched every now and then, but he kept a tight smile on his lips before swiping back the clipboard and slamming the boxes of strawberries down on some pool table. the two scrambled out of there, repeatedly pressing the button for the lobby in the elevator. they practically ran all the way back to the truck, snorts of laughter falling out of their lips as they jumped in.

they did a few more uneventful deliveries before finally reaching the little drive-thru coffee shop, y/n practically buzzing in her seat. typically, people with adhd tend to avoid coffee since it has the opposite effect on them. y/n, with her adhd being slightly less than standard, was an avid coffee drinker. leo couldn’t handle it, he’d be asleep at the wheel in seconds. he tended to stick to sweet tea or lemonade, occasionally an energy drink. the tea reminded him of sticky texas heat, which always brought a soft smile to his lips. leo easily ordered for the two of them, knowing y/n’s order better than his own. he proudly presented the coffee to the girl, who squealed as she took it into her hands.

“thank you, my sweet boy,” she cheered, her lips wrapping around the straw. leo laughed as he pulled away, waving kindly to the worker as he got back on the road.

“anything for you.” “don’t get sappy on me, valdez. gonna make me fall in love or something.”

their next stop was home depot. leo wasn’t completely lying to chiron when he said the forge was depleted, it was actually getting pretty empty in there. y/n took a long sip from her coffee before leaving it in the car and jumping out, going around the car and taking leo’s outstretched hand, wrapping her arms around his one. leo then pulled her closer to his side, pressing a kiss to her head before walking into the store. he knew his way around, almost like it was ingrained in his mind, and y/n liked to imagine that all children of hephaestus were just born with a map of home depot in their head. leo started grabbing things as he went before looking down at his full arms with a sigh, looking over at y/n. “could you-” “i told you we should have grabbed one at the start!” y/n huffed at him, rolling her eyes with a smile.

“i didn’t think we needed this much stuff,” leo called after her as she went to get the cart, the girl waving him off over her shoulder. he stood there inspecting the screws while he waited. leo frowned as he leaned closer to inspect a type of screw, muttering under his breath. after about twenty minutes, he was starting to get worried about y/n before she finally came back into the aisle with a cart. “lee! i had to walk across the whole store and i got lost, like, twice. you cannot leave me in here or i’m never getting out,” y/n laughed as she walked towards him. leo's eyes seemed to get caught on something, his attention being held elsewhere.

“leo? you good?” y/n asked, her brows furrowing at the lack of his joking response. “huh? yeah, yeah, no, i’m good. i’m…i’m great, yeah,” leo replied, finally pulling his eyes away from where the man had been and turning back to y/n, a smile stretching over his lips as he dumped the contents of his arms into the cart.

“you wanna do something fun?” he asked, looking at her out of the corner of his eye in the way he knew she loved. y/n nodded instantly, leo always brought a fun side out of her that no one else did. he shoved the stuff to one side of the cart, pressing his foot against the wheel to keep the cart still, before turning to y/n and holding one of his hands out. y/n took them, still not completely sure what was going on before leo moved his other hand to her hip and helped her into the cart. giggles instantly left y/n’s lips as she sat down in the cart, her leg’s spilling over the side. leo laughed with her, pressing a kiss to her lips before pulling the cart behind him. y/n proudly took stock and organized the cart, always knowing what they had and what they needed.

“hey, no, come on!” a voice shouted, y/n and leo’s head turning from the leather dye in front of them to the angry worker marching towards them.

“you two!” he called again, pointing at leo and y/n. “us?” leo asked, his brows furrowing as he pointed into his own chest. “yeah, you. come on, twelve and under are allowed in the carts. you’re, like, twenty,” the worker huffed, crossing his arms and tapping his feet. “ouch,” y/n muttered, shooting a glare at the man as leo helped her out, his hands firmly against her waist, “do i really look twenty, lee?” “nah,” leo mused, shooting a look at the man. “thank you. have a good evening folks, but if i catch you doing it again, i’ll ban you,” he stated, pointing at the two before marching off. y/n leaned up to leo, who leaned down to her. “do you think he gets more money if he tells a certain number of people off in a day or does he just take his minimum wage job too seriously?” she whispered and leo laughed. “definitely the latter. a fun person does not walk like that,” replied leo, causing y/n to giggle into his side.

finally, y/n managed to drag leo out of the store, though not before paying an arm and a leg. y/n refused to look at the cost, turning away with every beep of the scanner. leo rolled his eyes at her, seeing as neither of them had to foot the bill, but it rather came out of the camp expenses card. they lugged their copious amounts of metal and whatnots that y/n didn’t see the need for, shoving it into the back of the truck where the strawberries had been. y/n then bounced into her seat, rubbing her hands together in excitement as she looked over at leo, who got into his seat with a strange look to the girl beside him.

“off to target, my fine chariot!” she cheered, pointing off into some direction with a laugh. leo shook his head at her, laughing at the pure stupidity.

“yes, m’lady!” he called back in response, getting more joy out of the giggles than he ever thought possible.

y/n led the charge at target, leo basically being dragged behind the girl, his hand firmly shoved into her back pocket, something about not losing her. she rolled her eyes at him but walked slowly enough for him to keep up with her. she stockpiled chocolates, stuffed animals, and little gifts into leo’s arms. each collection was specified to the child, y/n always determined to go above and beyond for the younger kids. she then grabbed a bag of peanut m&m’s and salt and vinegar chips, winking at leo so he’d know those were her special treat to them. they left the store, leo proudly carrying the bags without even giving y/n a chance to grab them.

the drive back to camp was relatively uneventful, y/n just letting the music play as she started signing cards for the kids, leaving specific and heartfelt messages for them. then she’d pass them around camp, letting others leave notes until the paper was overflowing with love and birthday wishes. leo focused, to the best of his ability, on driving though it was all in vain. he’d glance over at y/n, the girl being perfectly framed by the vibrant pink and orange hues of the sun setting and just get lost in it; the sight of her, the heavy feeling of love in his chest, the way she’d wrinkle her nose at him when she caught him staring. he’d return his eyes to the road, a smile gracing his lips as he knew he must’ve done something right with his life, y/n being with him proof enough.

author's note cont. : ahhh! I'm actually so proud of this anyways- if you hate it, ya'll i need you to lie to me because i cannot handle not being perfect actually. anyways, i will admit this was kinda thrown together but i'm still happy with it. wish all of you who made it this far the best of days!!

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killishin · 1 month

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JEALOUS

pairing : damian x reader

warning : some jealousy

category : fluff

author's note : okay my exams are over ( for now ) and im writing after like a year so if there's any mistakes , forgive me. Also first time writing damian , or any dc chara so sorry if there's anything wrong. enjoy :)

parties , gathering were never your place and neither his. the league had decided to have a gathering of all heroes and as much as you would rather be in your room sleeping , there's free food here.

that's the reason you tell everyone.

If you were being honest , you still weren't gonna come but a certain recent argument with Damian , your oh so understanding boyfriend , had you in a mood of mischief. You wanted to do something to annoy him , as childish as it sounds for someone who has the status of hero , you just had to.

Initially both of you had decided not to go but then just today morning you told him you were going. you laugh when you remember the disbelief that was on his face.

" Fine. Go. " was all he said back then and you thought that would be it. He would be sulking away in his own solitude.

But he came , with that same brooding face which for a moment melted away when he met your eyes , when he saw you looking absolutely gorgeous , but it was quickly replaced by a scowl when he saw you smirking.

You knew how much he hated crowds so having him go through one was utmost peak revenge.

( he has a huge soft spot for you but he wasn't gonna concede so easily. )

He saw you the whole night talking away , laughing with your friends and the strangers that approached you. He saw how everyone hung onto every word you said and get lost in the spark in your eyes , just like he did.

" Trouble in paradise?" Jon said and smirked when Damian ignored him. Jon saw how he was glaring daggers on the people talking to you.

It was simply comical to him how big of a hold you have on Damian. So he decided to just tease. just a little.

" Oh boy did you see the way the guy laughed?? He's totally trying on her. Is it just me or is he inching towards her?? Man you gotta do something or he'll take awa-"

And that was enough to set off Damian as put down his glass on the bar and went striding off to where you were , leaving Jon smirking wide.

You were enjoying your conversation with the new people you met , but you can't lie it was getting tiring now. Your social battery was running out and maybe right now all you need is a quiet corner and him. Just the bliss of his presence.

And thankfully, you were rescued.

Damian came right in the middle of the conversation, put his hand on your lower back gently before looking at everyone else with his usual glare, although you swear you could see the anger in his eyes.

" I apologise but we need to be somewhere. " He said and started directing you away from the crowd but he stopped in between and glanced back at the guy who was hitting on you.

" Back off , 's all I'll say." His voice held a warning that only an idiot would miss and your eyes slightly widened at his outburst.

But when your eyes met with Jon who was reeling from the scenario , you joined the dots.

( OH JACKPOT )

Damian directed you in a quiet corner outside , away from prying eyes and voices. He let go of you and looked off in a distance , his brows furrowed and his upset eyes looking anywhere else but you.

maybe this was too much.

You realised in your childishness you may have actually upset your man.

You gently pulled him by his arm and made him look at you. It was like a little angry puppy looking at you and you could just die from the cuteness aggression.

" Are you mad at me?" you asked with a small smile. He scoffed and looked away again.

" No why would i be?"

" Cause you were jealous."

" I was not. "

" I never took you for the jealous type you know."

" I said i was not jealous."

You laughed and gently held his face in your hands. aww now he really looks like a puppy.

" I'm sorry if i upset you. It wasn't my intention to make you jealous."

" But it was your intention to come to the party."

" That. "

You laughed guiltily and wrapped your arms around his neck.

" Okay yeah obviously that was my intention. But you weren't talking to me at all during missions , and it just made me a bit.... annoyed. So i had to do something to make you talk." you justified, knowing you could have just maturely had a conversation with him about the argument in private.

" ....And annoy you."

you looked down in guilt but then you heard him laughing heartily. You looked up in surprise. The sight not only rare , but it melts you away. It was the most cutest thing ever , the way his face lit up , the way his lips stay in a beautiful smile.

He took a hold of your chin and pulled you close.

" If you wanted attention, "

He kissed your lips slow , his tongue exploring your mouth as his hands went from your chin to your hips , pulling you even more close. You could sense the hint of sass coming as he teased you by gently nibbling on your lower lip. He pulled away , looking at your lips , then your eyes and that shit eating grin on his face.

" You could have just asked. "

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sillygoosealert · 1 month

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So..What about bathing Bi Han🤨nothing freaky, just a good ole spouse taking care if their man mhm mhm. I can cook up alot fr but I gotta save my ideas cuz yknow I be writing tol

You’re feeding me today 🤭

Bubble bath for the Grandmaster? (๑′ᴗ‵๑)Ｉ Lᵒᵛᵉᵧₒᵤ❤️

Toothrooting fluff

You're waiting for him. He knows when he comes home you'll be there

No matter what, you always help him undress and unwind with grace, something he looks forward to

Today when he comes home, however, he is covered in..mud?

They were training ruff, he says, he had to show them how to fight in different conditions, he says

You make him tiptoe to the bathroom, lay his clothes on the floor, and hop in the bath

Well, you tell him he can wait for the water to warm, and he tells you he doesn't

Oh. Yeah

He can still wait, as you need to add the soap and salt to it still

As you wait for the bath to fill, you toss his clothes into a basket full of water and a scrubber

They are delicate and have to be hand-washed- his at least do

You poor soap into the faucet so it'll bubble up, and put some bath salt in there as well

‘Your bubble bath is ready, I'll be back to wash your hair’

You almost kiss him, but stop as you're met with dried mud in front of you

You step out and gather night clothes for him, lay them on your bed, and go back into the bathroom

Then you sit next to the bath, scratching his chin as you grab the hair scrubber

‘The bath water is disgusting, do you see that?’

‘That’s pure warrior water, actually’

‘Oh. Of course, my apologies grandmaster..’

He gives you a slight smile as you start to pour shampoo into his hair

Then you scrub for a good 3 minutes, the foam falling into the already sud-filled bath

‘You might have to take a shower to get fully clean’

‘You can not be serious, that is a waste of water’

‘The bath water is brown, you are still dirty, you aren't getting in our bed if you don't at least take another bath’

He grumbles

You rinse out his head with clean water from the spout and put in conditioner

While that sits, you wash his clothes, putting them up to dry on the rack

You rise his head again with clean water

After you change the bath water, you scrub his back with a rag, using bar soap and liquid soap

After he gets hosed down, he's allowed to get out

‘Let me put some lotion on you, then you can get into bed.’

‘That is a simple pleasure I will not be indulging in.’

‘Yes, you are?’

He grunts

After getting all lotioned up, he gets dressed for bed

‘I suppose you want to read me a bedtime story as well?’

‘Do you want me to?’

After his story, you fall asleep, you holding him close, and him holding you closer

Imagine you like die infront of him and your guts stain his skin and he has to take a bath in your shared room afterwards and wash it off 🎀

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scribbledghost · 7 months

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Respite

Pairing: Simon "Ghost" Riley x F!Reader (no y/n)

Rating: G

Word Count: 1,010

Warnings/Tags: third person POV, Really corny jokes, possibly OOC Ghost??? idek, Ghost's love language is acts of service and telling shitty jokes. This is a hill I will die on

Notes: yeah, yeah, I hear you, I've got requests sitting in my inbox (that I promise I'll get to) and here I am writing for a completely different blorbo that also shares my own damn name. Let me have this. Depending on this fic's reception I may write another. Lemme know what y'all think.

He could tell she was angry the moment she walked through the front door. Could feel it before he even saw her face.

A barely-contained, match-lit fuse, dangerously close to an exploding payload filled with shrapnel and black powder. If he’d been anywhere except their shared home, Simon would have wondered why he wasn’t smelling smoke as she walked.

He followed her silently into the kitchen where she deposited her bag and jacket, offering only one quiet word as she mumbled something about a shower and retreated into their shared bedroom.

“Alone?”

She paused. It was a question she had asked him on many occasions. And just like all those times for him, it wasn’t meant as an invitation for something explicit - wasn’t meant as a double entendre or flirtatious means to an end. It was a simple question: did the other party want the asker’s presence, a wall at their back as they stood beneath a rain of hot water. It was an offer of calm, silent company.

“Alone.”

Yeah, she was pissed.

Simon busied himself making dinner while she showered. Something quick, easy, and simple for her to at least get something in her stomach after the day she’d had. If he knew her like he thought he did, he doubted she’d eaten much (if at all) that day anyway. Part of him hoped that between a meal and a shower, her fuse would extinguish at least enough to clue him in on what was going on.

She took her time. Much like him, she showered to separate herself from work. “Washing the day off”, she called it. He knew the longer she was under the water, the more she felt the need to wash away. And today, she was there for a good, long while. Long enough for her to grumble about the water getting cold when she emerged again.

“Dinner, love.”

“Not hungry,” she said as she walked past him towards the living room.

He followed her, gently placing his hands on her arms as he brought her back to his chest.

“When’s the last time you ate?”

She sighed, and he knew he had her pinned.

“Yesterday.”

“Gotta eat, love,” he said softly. “You’ll feel better. Already made it, all y’gotta do is eat.”

Another sigh.

“Go. Sit. I’ll bring you a plate,” he said as he released her with a light pat to her hip.

She did as he asked without complaint, and as he brought her food to her and sat next to her on the couch, he carefully logged her body language. Leg bouncing, hand pinching the bridge of her nose, head leaned back, a deep breath in through her nose and out through her mouth.

Dinner was a quiet affair, only the low sound of the television in the background breaking up the silence. Once they were finished, Simon took her plate and his back into the kitchen, then returned to his spot on the couch with an arm stretched across the back behind her head.

“Long day, pet?”

At first, he only received an affirmative grunt in response. He gave her time, gave her space to fill if she wanted to elaborate.

“Boss is driving me up a fucking wall,” she finally started. “Got too much on her plate and can’t keep up. I want to help, but I’m stuck doing two jobs as it is. Don’t have the time to take on any extra. So I sit and struggle to get through my own shit while she’s in her office bitching and moaning about ‘I can’t find this’ or ‘I don’t understand that’ and I have to listen to it. And all that’s on top of everything else going on that’s not work related. Feel like I’m getting pulled in a thousand different directions. Got a fucking headache, Simon.”

At some point during her rant, Simon’s hand had drifted down and he had begun to rub a thumb along the back of her neck.

“I’m not even getting decent sleep,” she mumbled.

“I know.”

By now, the tension had left her. Seeped from her lungs and drifted down through the carpet. All that was left was exhaustion.

“I feel bad for complaining,” she finally admitted. “It’s not like I’m getting shot at on the daily like… other jobs.”

“No,” Simon agreed, “but that doesn’t mean you can’t complain.”

She didn’t believe him. He knew she didn’t. In her mind, she was whining about office politics and a busy schedule to a man who was on leave from a job where being on the business end of a pack of explosives was a near daily risk. He knew from vast experience that there was little he could do to dissuade her on that front. So trying to cheer her up by affirming her need to vent was out of the question.

Simon was a man of many means, however.

“What do you call a pile of cats?”

She gave him a weary stare.

“...What.”

“A meowntain.”

Then, he caught it. Before she could hide it, a quirk of her lips, a grin that spread before her sour mood could dampen it.

“That was awful, Simon.”

“Another?”

She paused. Then she let a soft smile grace her features.

“...Yeah.”

“How do you count cows?”

“Uh… one, two, three, four?”

“No, with a cow-culator.”

This time, he received an approximation of a laugh from her. A puff of air through her nose, accompanied by a good-natured shake of her head.

“That one was even worse.”

“Made you smile though.”

She shifted closer to him, brought a hand up to his face, and pulled his face to her as she pressed her lips to his cheek in a gentle kiss.

“Yeah,” she murmured against his skin, “you did.”

Simon turned his head to nudge his forehead against hers as he closed his eyes. A quiet moment after a hurricane, a giving of permission to let go after holding on against the waves all day.

Tomorrow would be better. He’d make sure of it.

#simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #simon ghost x reader #ghost cod #ghost mw2 #idfk what tags to use so hopefully that's good enough #ghost scribbles

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willalove75 · 9 months

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Hi im the anon who asked for Rebecca x Pregnant!reader. Now looking back I feel I didn’t give detail to my request so if it’s not a problem. Would you be able to write Rebecca with pregnant!reader and she visit Rebecca at work and they meet ted and the team etc. or they watch a match together and reader goes into labour. Your writing is amazing💕

Hello again anon!! Thank you so much for adding some details to your request! It's absolutely not a problem at all!💕 I hope you enjoy!

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"Good mornin' boss!" Ted says, happy as ever on his usual morning stroll into Rebecca's office. "I got you your favorite!"

"Good morning Ted, thank you!" Rebecca says as she eagerly grabs the little pink box from his hands.

"I also got a little extra today for that beautiful wife of yours!" Ted places a second pink box onto Rebecca's desk.

"Oh Ted, how kind! She is going to love them!"

"Don't mention it boss. Although I gotta say, I know we were all at the wedding and all, but I'm beginning to think the whole thing was just a ruse and that she don't actually exist." Rebecca gives Ted a look and he chuckles. "You two have been married for how long? And I've only met her twice, including yall's nuptials."

"Well Ted, we've been very busy, and now that the baby's due date is coming up things have been even busier."

"Ya'll should come to the game this weekend! I know the baby is due soon but it'll give you both the chance to hang out and have some fun before the real fun starts!"

"Ted, I don't know-"

"I ain't takin' no for an answer unless she calls me and tells me no herself!"

"Alright Ted, I will speak to her about it tonight."

"Alrighty then! Catch ya on the flipside, boss!"

As you're laying on the couch, flipping through channels, you're beginning to realize that there's nothing good on tv anymore. No more good shows to just throw on when you're bored. Luckily, right before you feel like you're about to die from boredom the front door opens.

Rebecca walks into the house and closes the door, immediately kicking off her shoes and hanging her coat on the coatrack. Looking up, she sees you slowly sitting up on the couch.

"Hello there my love." She says with a warm smile.

"Hi baby, how was your day?"

You go to stand up and it takes you a few tries before you can even begin to pull yourself up off of the couch.

"Be careful! Here, let me help you." Rebecca says, rushing to your side.

"I'm okay baby, don't worry."

Rebecca helps you stand and cups your face in her hands.

"I know my love, but I can't help but worry."

Even without shoes on, Rebecca towers over you, so you get up on your tip toes and softly kiss her.

"You're adorable."

"Never more adorable than you."

A slight blush creeps across your cheeks and you wrap your arms around her and hug her tight. Damn hormones.

"How was your day?"

"The usual, busy as always. Oh! Before I forget-" Rebecca walks away from your grasp and you pout. She grabs her purse and walks back over to you after pulling out a little pink box. "Ted made an extra box of biscuits just for you."

"Aw! He shouldn't have-" you open the box and the sweet scent of biscuits fills your nose. "Oh my god." You moan and your eyes roll back a little. "These smell amazing."

Rebecca looks at you with a smirk on her face.

"What?"

"I've never seen anyone or anything other than me make you make that face before." She says with a wink.

"Rebecca Welton!"

Rebecca laughs and pulls you in for a kiss.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"Oh, and Ted was on my case once again about meeting you and invited you to the match this weekend, but I told him it probably wasn't going to happen."

"Why not?"

Rebecca looks a little surprised.

"Well I know how tired you've been and the baby is due soon and I don't want to overwhelm you."

"You're adorable, but I would love to go see a match. It would be nice to get out of the house for a little while anyway."

"Are you sure? You don't think it'll be too much?"

"Baby I'll be fine, I promise. Let's go and have some fun."

Rebecca gazes into your eyes and you feel like you've fallen in love all over again. Her emerald green eyes pull you in so deeply you forgot where you were for a moment. You're brought back to earth when she leans down and gently kisses you.

The rest of the week flies by and before you know it, it's game day. It's also two weeks before your due date, something that both you and Rebecca are so excited about, but you can tell her anxiety is starting to sky rocket.

"Are you sure you're okay with going? There's some stairs and a little bit of walking, the seats aren't comfortable and we'll be in them for a few hours." She rambles on while pacing back and fourth.

"Baby," you say, trying to pull her out of her spiral, but she doesn't stop. "baby!" Rebecca finally stops and turns towards you. Walking up to her, you cup her face with your hands and look deeply into her eyes. "Everything will be fine, don't worry, okay? We're going to go, have a wonderful time, come home and go right to sleep, okay? I'll be fine, I promise."

Rebecca stares back into your eyes for a few moments before nodding her head. You pull her down and bring her in for a kiss. Her body relaxes into yours when your lips meet and she lets out a peaceful sigh.

"Ready?"

"I'm ready when you are my love."

The two of you get into the car and head to the stadium. You both decided to get there a little early to say hi to everyone since you've only met most of them once or twice before.

Rebecca leads you into the locker room and the room goes silent when she walks in.

"Good afternoon boys, good luck out there today! I want to introduce you all to my wife, y/n."

As if it was rehearsed, all of the boys greet you at the same time.

"Hi everyone, it's great to finally meet you all!"

"Well I'll be darned! You sure do exist!" Ted says as he walks out of his office. "You owe me 20 bucks." He says to Coach Beard who pulls out a £20 and slaps it into Ted's hand.

"Hello Ted, you remember y/n, y/n, you remember Ted."

"How could I ever forget my favorite boss' wife?!" He says as he pulls you in for a hug. "How're ya feelin'? You're due soon, right?"

"I'm feeling really good. I feel gigantic, but good. And yes, the due date is two weeks from today actually!"

"Well how about that! Coach Beard, get over here!" Coach Beard walks over to the three of you and he nods at Rebecca, who nods back. "Coach, you remember y/n, right?"

"Could never forget her. How are you?"

"I've been good!"

"Hey! Roy! Nate! Get your butts over here and welcome our guest of honor!"

Roy and Nate walk over and you all greet each other. You only met Nate one other time, at your wedding. He's sweet but very nervous, but in a cute way almost. Roy you've met a bunch of times, you, Rebecca, Roy and Keeley have gone on your fair share of double dates over the last few years and you've gotten to know him quite well.

Rebecca introduces you to some of the players, some of them comment on how you're glowing. One player, Jan Maas, says something about how large you look and every one of his teammates groans and throws their towels at him. That made you laugh so hard you almost peed yourself.

After mingling for a little while, Rebecca brings you out to the stands to your seats. Keeley and Higgins eventually join you and before you know it, the match it starting.

As the boys play, the crowd goes wild. Both teams are giving it their all and it quickly turns into an intense match. Richmond shoots and the other teams goalie just barely knocks it away. The other team takes the ball across the pitch and shoots. Zoreaux dives, catching it in a perfect save.

Just before half-time Colin has the ball and is running down the pitch, he passes it to Jamie who looks like he's about to kick the ball into the goal but instead kicks it across to Sam who sinks it into the net.

The crowd goes wild, all four of you jump out of your seats in excitement as chanting rings out into the stadium.

Half-time comes and goes and the match starts up once more. Both teams come back with a fire in their hearts and play with even more passion than they had in the first half. Jamie gets possession of the ball and sprints to the other end of the pitch, right before he's about to score a player from the other team slide tackles him and kicks the ball away to his teammate.

A collective "ohhh" echoes through the crowd and you feel a cramp in your abdomen that causes you to bend forward a little.

"Are you okay?" Rebecca says, her eyes instantly filling with worry.

"Yeah, I'm fine baby, I promise."

A few minutes later, another cramp appears and you take a deep breath as you breathe through it. Rebecca looks at you with concern and you give her a reassuring smile. The two of you turn your attention back to the intense game and she grabs your hand, giving it a squeeze. You can tell just by the way she's gripping onto your hand that she's nervous, when you look over at her you can see her thoughts going a million miles a minute.

Just as you're about to comfort her, another, much stronger cramp hits and you double over gasping for air. Before anyone can react you feel a gush between your legs like you just peed yourself.

"Oh shit."

"What? What's wrong? What happened?" Rebecca says in a panic.

Looking over at Rebecca you see worry and fear painted across her face. It breaks your heart a little seeing her so scared.

"I'm okay, but don't panic, alright?" Rebecca stares at you silently and you grab her hand. "I'm fine, however, I'm pretty sure my water just broke."

"WHAT?!"

"NO FUCKIN WAY!" Keeley yells.

"Rebecca! Baby, calm down, it's okay!"

"I knew we shouldn't have come here, god damnit."

"Hey, hey, listen to me." You say, cupping her face. "Look at me, it's okay. Everything is okay. The match isn't why this is happening-"

"But you're not due for another two weeks!"

"It's okay, remember what the doctor said? I can go into labor as early as 38 weeks and that's totally normal. Okay?"

Rebecca nods her head with her eyes still filled with worry. Another cramp, which you're pretty sure is a contraction at this point, hits.

"Shit!" You say, grabbing Rebecca's hand. Breathing through it, Rebecca rubs your back and gives Keeley a worried look. Once it passes you look back up at Rebecca. "Everything is fine, however, we should definitely go to the hospital now."

"Yes, you guys go, we'll take care of everything else here, right Higgins?" Keeley says.

"Yes! Of course!"

"Right, yes, okay. Come on, let me grab your things, uh- my jacket, shit, my purse-" Frantically, Rebecca grabs both of your things and helps you stand up. She leads you out of the stadium and into the car and the driver takes you to the hospital.

The labor was long and painful but once they placed the epidural the pain was much easier to deal with. After the doctor came in to examine you again she said it was time to push.

With your legs in the stirrups and Rebecca's hand in yours, you begin to push. Every time you felt that now familiar pressure you pushed, you felt like you were going at it for hours, even though it had only been thirty minutes.

Exhaustion begins to take over and you feel yourself losing steam. You lay back for a minute to take a breath and Rebecca looks into your eyes.

"You're so close my love, she's almost here. Just a little more. I'm so proud of you, you're doing such an amazing job." She gently brushes a strand of hair out of your face and smiles at you. After a minute you feel the pressure again and push harder than you have before.

Just when you think you can't keep going, the most beautiful cry rings out into the delivery room. As you lay back the doctor places the baby in your lap and they dry her off. Carefully, you bring your hand to her head and caress her with your thumb. Rebecca's grip on your arm tightens and you look over at her to find that she has tears streaming down her face.

The nurse whisks the baby away and you reach up and wipe Rebecca's tears away.

"She's perfect." She whispers.

"She is." You say with a smile.

After a few minutes the nurse comes back with the baby and hands her to Rebecca. Moving over to Rebecca can sit next to you, she claims the spot and looks down at your daughter with wonder in her eyes.

The next few days were a whirlwind, learning how to breastfeed and to get the baby to latch, recovering from giving birth, just adjusting to the new life the two of you stepped into. It's been chaos but also beautiful.

As you're laying in bed with the baby in your arms, Rebecca is sitting on the recliner reading her book. Everything is peaceful and for the first time since giving birth, you're both actually relaxed. A knock on the door takes your attention away.

"Knock knock!" You hear, accompanied by a distinctive southern accent.

"Ted! What are you doing here?" Rebecca says, getting up from her spot.

"Well I heard we got a new member to our Richmond family and Beard and I couldn't say no to givin' 'em a visit!"

Coach Beard steps into the room along with Keeley, Roy, Higgins and a few other players from the team.

"How did you manage to get so many people in here?"

"Southern charm goes a long way in these parts." Beard says.

The baby gets passed around a little, Beard and Roy both declining the opportunity to hold her. The second the baby is placed into Keeley's arms she sobs and sinks into the chair Rebecca was sitting in. It came as a surprise to no one that the second Keeley got her, no one else got to hold her for the rest of the visit.

The team brought lunch, something you were grateful for because you were sick of hospital food at that point.

Beard comes into the room with extra chairs, where he got them from, you have no idea but no one dares to question it.

Everyone takes a seat and you all eat lunch together. This is the most one-on-one time you've spent with everyone. Even though it's kind of weird that it's happening in the hospital after you give birth, it was nice really getting to know everyone finally.

As everyone was finishing up their lunch, the nurse comes back in and it taken back by how many people were in the room.

"Hello everyone!" She says.

"Howdy, I'm Ted Lasso, great to meet ya!" Ted says, getting up to shake her hand.

"I'm Rose, y/n's nurse, there are a lot of you in here, wow."

"Yeah, well, ya know, southern charm still goes a long way overseas."

"I can see that! Unfortunately, the lactation nurse will be here in a few minutes so I'm going to have to ask everyone to leave."

"Oh sure, not a problem at all, right team?" Everyone nods. "Well, we'll get outta your hair."

Everyone starts to say their goodbyes and Keeley tries to walk out with the baby before Roy stops her. Reluctantly, she turns around and hands you your daughter.

"Auntie Keeley loves you so much." She says with tears in her eyes and gives her a kiss on her head. "You guys made the cutest fucking baby I've ever seen."

"Congratulations boss, y/n, she sure is a beauty." Ted says.

"Thank you, Ted." Rebecca says and gives him a hug.

"Thanks Ted, she's perfect." You say, looking down at the infant in your arms.

"I'll catch ya'll later!"

After another day in the hospital, you're finally discharged and able to go home.

Rebecca carries the car seat inside and the two of you take the baby up to the nursery.

After you take the baby out of her car seat, you sit on the rocking chair and feed her before laying her in her crib. After the baby is fed, Rebecca takes her and lays her in the crib. She fusses for a minute and Rebecca starts to softly sing.

You wrap your arms around Rebecca while she sings to the baby and you rest your head on her chest. With on hand gently caressing the baby's cheeks, Rebecca wraps her other arm around you and pulls you tightly into her. As she sings, the baby calms down and within a few minutes she's asleep.

Standing there with your wife, watching over your new daughter as she sleeps, you're the happiest you've ever been.

Rebecca brings her hand to your chin and tilts your face up towards her.

"I love you."

"I love you too, Rebecca."

She leans down and places a soft but firm kiss on your lips. Nothing could ever take away the love and joy that's filling your heart right now.

#willalove75 #hannah waddingham #rebecca welton #rebecca welton x reader #wlw fanfic #ted lasso #rebecca welton fanfic #ted lasso fic #ted lasso fanfic

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watchyourbuck · 3 months

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♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧ Seven Sentence Sunday!

tagged by @jesuisici33 @daffi-990 @diazsdimples @wikiangela @fortheloveofbuddie @lover-of-mine @wildlife4life @steadfastsaturnsrings @hippolotamus @thewolvesof1998 @theotherbuckley @evanbegins thank you my loves! go check their works!! 🤍

well a few days ago I started thinking about a new wip, and today I come show you the first snippet. I would usually keep it hidden bc I like suspense but not this time. It’s gonna be 10 letters written by Eddie, sent to Maddie. Each chapter will be a new letter. Kinda tw: Buck’s dead. This is the only thing Eddie and Maddie have to keep the memory of him alive.

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"Dear Maddie,

I'm sorry it took me so long to get back to you. After burying the funeral, I felt like I was going to die. I... still kinda do. Everywhere I look, I see him. I guess I don't have to explain it to you. You probably see him, too. He was never just mine. He was ours.

I don't have words of comfort. Chris is in pieces, and frankly, so am I. Somedays I wake up and I absentmindedly reach over to his side. I've had to curl bu back up into my side and cover myself up. The bead is wearing out unevenly.

It's getting harder to carry on. It probably wasn't the smartest thing to do, but I deleted everyone's number. I don't think I'm strong enough to ever see any of them again. Any of you, really.

I love you, Maddie, I'm sorry.

I should ask how you are, but I think that'd be stupid. Last I heard, Chim had to get you commited against your will. I don't know where you are, but I hope these letters reach you anyway. I think it's the last I have of him, and it's the last I can give of me.

You kindly asked me to tell you how we fell in love. I gotta be honest, Maddie, I didn't couldn't yet, but now... there's a part of me that believes I'll forget if I don't write it down. Kinda like everything else is wasting away.

So, I will. I'm gonna tell you our story. I will be as delicate as I can, because he never deserved anything but gentleness. I only hope I was able to love him the way the universe intended me to love him. I can't fathom thinking that loving him from this far will ever amount to what I could've done had we had our whole lives.

I was too late."

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professorhayforbreath · 4 months

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so episode 5. all my thoughts

we picked up where the last one left off, good start

annabeth saying she knows percy isn't dead... how. to annabeth and grover there should have been no way percy was alive and finding out he was should've been so emotional but instead she was like dw i know he's not dead lol. it's kind of... lazy writing? like how are you gonna write a scene as gut wrenching as percy trapping himself with a monster and telling his friends to complete the quest without him because he's actively dying and has no reason to believe he'll survive, and then make the fallout of that so... nonchalant? idk if it's a time limit thing but that was so underwhelming to me

annabeth being the one to see the fates... no

fugitive percy enjoyers at least we won!!!!

the trio peeking over the road barrier at ares was cute goofy silly i liked that :)

gabe on the news shit talking percy i'm hooting and hollering!! "i really-- WE really loved that car" and "i'm gonna kill him". excellent. now put percy on the news fake crying about his "loving" stepfather i believe in you

i did want them to acknowledge annabeth's lack of experience with the world outside camp but having her say "i've never seen any kind of movie" has gotta be one of the weirdest ways they could've done that

the turnstile scene was cool i guess but as we go on i'm more and more conscious of how many episodes are left and how much plot there is to get through and idk i feel like this scene could've hit the cutting room floor and we wouldn't have lost anything

i do love the ambience of the park though. maybe i'm easy to impress because the aesthetic of an abandoned amusement park is just fantastic on its own but the set was very cool. wish it wasn't so dark so i could've actually seen it ❤️

percy and annabeth having a serious conversation with 'what is love' blaring in the background is sending me

first ever seaweed brain dropped! i liked the way they did it, it felt natural

actually back to the "i've never seen a movie" thing. you're telling me that in this version of the story, in which frederick chase was apparently a great dad who treated annabeth like a gift, he never took her to the movies? or she never watched one on tv? she had a whole seven years of life in the real world before going to camp and she's never seen a movie

annabeth isn't allowed to have fears she's too smart for that apparently

i think the scene with the chair was overall well executed with some great lines and fantastic acting but... idk. they really scrapped the original scene just to do what they already did last episode. i miss the spiders i miss hephaestus tv. it felt redundant to have percy sacrifice himself again. percy this is the second time today you've been like "no dw i'll just die" do you need to talk to someone

annabeth disillusionment arc complete already? calm down guys this is season one

ZOO TRUCK ZOO TRUCK ZOO TR

so it's confirmed the reason they go into the lotus casino is BECAUSE hermes is there :/ they said these literal children cannot fall for tricks and traps it's too unrealistic

not much to say about the grover and ares scenes bc i don't know what to make of them. i didn't mind them. ares had some funny lines. i guess my only complaint is that the grover i know would not have been so calm talking to the god of war. i'm curious to see where that cliffhanger leads

is it just me or did the pacing improve a little bit this episode?

despite how negative i sound i enjoyed episode 5 a lot more than episode 4. there are still so many weird changes, additions, and omissions though. honestly i think a big part of the reason i enjoyed this one is because i'm not expecting anything anymore. i'm not getting my hopes up about them adapting the book normally i'm just intrigued by this thing like a scientist observing an experiment. like hmm what are they doing now? fascinating *takes notes*

#sorry this is so long lol #pjo #percy jackson #pjo series #pjo tv show #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo tv spoilers #pjo spoilers #percy jackson show #pjo tv crit #pjo adaptation #pjo tv series #pjo show

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cerridwen007 · 10 months

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I always got you.

Pairing: Joel Miller x reader

Word count: 800+ words

Summary: Reader restlessly tries to sleep in their and Joel's shared bed as their fear of death torments their mind. Joel wakes up and comforts reader as they talk about their past with their fear of death.

Notes/warnings: angst, fluff, swearing, soft/comforting Joel, established relationship, mention of death/fear of death/thanatophobia, crying, panic attack, happy ending, no use of y/n or pronouns.

A/N: Guess who back! Ahaha sorry for not posting for a few weeks again. Still haven't got my laptop fixed and I've been low on energy due to looking after my grandad more and busy work days. Decided to write this last night and finished it today, its honestly heavily inspired by my own experience with thanatophobia. My first fluff/angst piece and I quite enjoyed writing it actually and will not be opposed to write some more in the future. As always hope you enjoy, and feedback is always appreciated.

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Sweat beads your creased forehead as you toss and turn in your bed. You try and push away these thoughts and nightmares of death that plague your mind as you sleep, but you can't.

You feel your heartbeat race in your chest, and your breath grows rapid as this undeniably warm, empty, feeling consumes you.

You hear Joel groan behind you as he slowly wakes up from you moving around.

You bite your lip as the tears start flowing, holding your breath so you don't loudly sob in front of Joel.

"You alright, darling?" He asks sleepily.

You gulp and try your best to respond as you normally would but it comes out in a broken cry instead.

"I..I'm f-ine."

Joel face immediately contorts in concern as he scoots closer to your back and rubs your arm.

"You don't sound fine, sweetheart... tell me, what's wrong?"

You swallow your cries harshly, more tears trickly slowly down your cheeks, and you squeeze your eyes shut, hoping it will just go away.

"I'm fine Joel.....please just go to sleep."

Joel face contorts in concern as he moves to turn on the bedside lamp and back towards you, seeing your tear streaked cheeks.

"Oh baby, you're crying. What's bothering you, huh?"

You can't hold you cries back any longer and begin sobbing loudly. Joel immediately pulls you into him and strokes your hair, cooing you softly.

"Hey, hey, it's okay, I got you.....I always got you." Joel rubs soothing circles on your back.

You try your best to breathe normally, but your throat feels as though it's closing up. You gasp out, trying to breathe properly, failing.

"Breathe baby, breathe." He slowly turns your body so he can see your face and holds you close to him, planting soft kisses to your forehead.

"I....I...don't want to lose....you Joel....I....I...can't....lose you..." You manage to croak out.

"Hey, hey, I'm here. You're not going to lose me, baby. I'll make sure of it." He holds you tighter.

"You don't understand it...it's...it's not just about surviving in this world from the infected and raiders and shit....it's...fuck." You spit out, panicked breathes, choking the words.

"Hey it's okay, take your time, you can tell me."

You swallow hard a few times before managing to speak.

"It's....I'm afraid of death okay....and I know, I know who isn't....but it's...it's more than that...started before all this shit happened...."

Joel goes to speak.

"And before you say....it's apart of life...we..we..all gotta accept that....and make...make the most of everyday....I already know that and have been told that many times before okay....."

Joel continues rubbing your back and down, listening intently to your broken voice.

"I....I...I've have had a fear of death for as long as I can remember, one of my first very vivid memories....was me bawling my eyes out to my parents about how I didn't want to die or anyone else to die....."

Tears start flowing down your cheeks again.

"I...I...I...can't even remember learning about death.....I just remember having these horrible thoughts about everyone I love dying one day...since I was about 4 years old.....this warm horrible feeling consuming my body as I tried to sleep."

You try to take a few deep breaths.

"It...it ..went away after a while....but It it came back in my teenage years....fuck I couldn't count how many times....I...I cried myself to sleep at night...thinking about death...thinking about if I never woke up...."

Your eyes are bright red from the salty tears that stain them. Joel lower his head to look you in your eyes. He cups you cheeks with his hand and tenderly strokes his thumb across you cheek. He let's a few seconds pass, think how best to respond before clearing his throat.

"Baby as long as I live I will be here for you, and I know the thought of losing me is scary, we can't waste what precious time we have together on when and what will happen in the future."

He kisses your forehead firmly and wraps his arms around you somehow more tightly.

"I love you so so much and I will gladly spend every second of my life with you, I am here to support you, to love you, to care for you as long as I'm around, I know it's hard but please try and remember that we just go to make the best of life by enjoying out limited time together."

You screw your eyes shut again, the tears that well in your corners of your eyes now from joy and overwhelming sense of love and comfort Joel always manages to give you. You take a deep breath and hold him closely, listening to his strong, steady heartbeat, hoping that you will able to hear the sound for a long, long time to come.

"Thank you, Joel..... love you to the moon and back Joel, forever and ever, I'm yours."

He smiles softly and plants a firm kiss on your lips and then your forehead while stroking your hair.

"I love you too, baby, more than words could ever say, with my entire being."

You both smile and submit your selfs to each other's familiar and comforting warmth bodies and scent. Your eyes both softly closing as you hold each other tightly, falling asleep in each other's arms.

************

#joel tlou #joel miller #joel the last of us #joel fluff #tlou fanfiction #the last of us #tlou fluff #angst with a happy ending #tlou angst #tlou fic #tlou #joel miller fluff

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liviavanrouge · 10 months

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The Past pt 5

Livia: *Stands beside Baul, soldiers staring at her*

Lilia: Everyone, this is Pearl, she's under our protection temporarily, so show her respect....or I'll come after you...

Livia: Hi *Waves, smiling slightly*

Lilia: Everyone is dismissed

Livia: *Smiles shyly, a few of the soldiers greeting her respectfully as they passed by*

Baul: Hungry?

Livia: Yes, you got any fruit!

Baul: *Blinks, staring down at her surprised*

Livia: I'm mostly a fruit eater, but I eat meat from time to time if it's served to me!

Baul: I think Duke and Ambert brought back blueberries, let's go see

Livia: *Beams, bounding after him* Blueberries! Hooray!

Baul: *lifts the tent flap up, finding Lilia and Cobra trying out spells*

Ambert: Here kid, honey lemon tea, try some

Livia: I uh-

Ambert: It's good, here take a sip

Livia: Can I-!

Ambert: Look, I was scared to try it too, you don't gotta be afraid

Lilia: LEAVE HER ALONE AND LET HER SPEAK!!!!!

Ambert: *Steps back, Lilia snarling at him* Woah those parental instincts are strong, buddy...

Lilia: I don't have parental instincts yet...

Livia: I'm deadly allergic to honey lemon tea, I could die from it almost instantly

Lilia: So you can't eat anything with lemons or honey?

Livia: No, I can, Mom said it was a side affect of the spell she used to protect me before I was born

Lilia: I see...

Livia: Yeah..after she used the spell she drank some honey lemon tea and due to the spell, It became a deadly allergy to me, you nor her ever found out until I drank some of her tea when I was three

Lilia: *Nods, a notebook floating up as a quill started to write on it*

Duke: HAHAHAHAHAHA! PAPA LILIA IN THE TENT!!

Lilia: *Tackles Duke down, the two wrestling across the tent*

Baul: There they go again

Livia: *Giggles, watching them*

Baul: Come over here kid, there's some fruit

Livia: *Runs over, smiling wide* Fruit!

Cobra: Eat as much as you want kid

Thea: *Walks in, Arian behind her* You two! Stop fighting this instant!

Arian: Oh spirits above...

Lilia: *Looks at Thea, Duke grinning at him* ...sorry...

Thea: Time for your checkups

Arian: As part of my Healer Training I will be the one giving you a checkup today

Livia: You're a Healers Apprentice

Arian: Yep, your mother is the best healer in the whole world!

Thea: You flatter me, Arian

LIlia: He's not wrong...you are

Thea: *Looks at Lilia and smiles* Thank you...

Lilia: *Smiles, Livia grinning at the two of them*

Livia: I have a sense of Deja Vu!

Thea: Hm?

Lilia: She does not!

Livia: *Laughs, Lilia playfully chasing her out of the tent*

Baul: Kid, wait up! You haven't eaten! *Chases after Livia, leaving the tent*

Thea: You'd be a good father, Lilia

Lilia: You'd make a great mother

Arian: *Smiles amused* Uh, the checkup?

Thea: YES! G-Get started, Arian

Arian: *Rolls his eyes amused* Who's first?

#twst livia #twst lilia #livia vanrouge #twst baul #baul zigvolt

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harryforvogue · 1 year

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I’m all in for some harry and Mia tension writing 😤 like the need to be with one another but they know they’re not ready yet physically

harry's doing the whole torturous routine of holding mia's face in his hands, tilting her head back to kiss her neck softly. right in the middle of her living room.

it starts innocently, but she can tell from the way he goes from kissing her neck to gently biting occasionally that he's getting real worked up about it.

"i brought you up to my apartment," mia says breathily, staring up at her ceiling, "to offer you a-a drink or something and then send you home."

"quiet," he mumbles. "i'm busy."

he releases her face and skates his hands past her shoulders, setting them against her waist.

her eyes flutter shut when harry raises his head and kisses her. but it's nothing like the innocent, chaste kisses they've been sharing all night. no, this one has urgency behind it. it has her wrapping her arms around his neck and pushing back against him. it has her pressing her hips to his.

he opens his mouth slightly and bites down on her lower lip, something he knows damn well drives her up the wall.

"we took a vow!" she gasps softly, "of celibacy."

harry chuckles, deep and distracted. "we did no such thing."

"i have the texts!"

"do you, mia?" he kisses the corner of her mouth and then over her jaw.

it feels too good to let him go. it feels like home to be in his arms right now, but they both know where this leads. they both know they'll end up stumbling into mia's bed, trying their hardest not to wake amara. it's late after all. and these types of kisses after midnight only ever lead to one thing.

"gotta take it slow," she whispers, not sounding very convinced herself. "right?"

"right," harry answers, still kissing her face. "i'm just kissing you. that's all."

"just kissing."

"exactly." then he chuckles again. "it's you who's feeling me up."

and it's true. mia's shocked to find her hands flirting with the hem of his shirt, tugging up just barely an inch before she stops herself. "damn!"

she withdraws them immediately back to her sides and wiggles out of his hold. when he takes a step back, she sees her lipstick kisses over his neck and jaw, gasping softly. "damn!"

harry laughs, fixing his hair. "it's all right."

"what is wrong with us? why is it so hard to take things slow?"

he shrugs. "we have both history and chemistry. but," he says, wiping the corner of his mouth, looking down at his red stain thumb afterwards. "that's all for today. just a few kisses."

mia's horrified to find herself ready to stomp her foot and demand more. instead of letting her do so, harry touches her chin and tilts his head. "i'll see you tomorrow?"

"yeah," she grumbles, crossing her arms. "unless i die from blue balls."

harry smiles, tapping her cheek. "you cannot die of blue balls. trust me. i would know. goodnight, mia."

#harry and mia

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rooklinensinker · 26 days

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THIS IS BY NO MEANS GOOD

I'm just one of those people that...

*cringe*

write songs to vent about things. I usually forget about them which is kinda sad honestly. But looking at them piled up, I realised "oh damn i have a tumblr and nobody cares if you're cringe on tumblr!" so i decided to post them here if not just to keep them safe somewhere.

Like it or not, I'm kinda proud that I made something.

Sometimes that itself is enough to make me feel better about things.

I've always had trouble with either executive dysfunction or just not being able to balance time. But because work is a duty I couldn't just take my mind off it, even when I did nothing for days on end. I wouldn't do basic chores because I needed to do this first. But I never moved. And then the deadlines would come and I'd panic and break down again. And then I'd work all at once, not eating nor resting until I could finally catch up. I never did. Even when my work was finished it never felt like the race truly was. Even now, years later, I feel the same. It's maddening like you're not truly growing up, if such a thing is even real. Because you keep having the same problems over and over.

Anyways, here's a song about working.

Lyrics:

I hunger no longer cuz the longer I hunger

The more I forget I exist

Something always feels so amiss

Let's not think about this, there's no time

The longer I try to focus, the more my brain just tries to escape

Why am I stuck in this place?

Wish I could send myself into space.

Building my castle of trash with the moths as my witness

Can't think of future or past

Cuz that shit's too serious

I do not know the time or date but I know my deadline's soon

I cannot afford to eat

till I finish this one bit

I may stay awake till I hallucinate

But isn't this just the creative process?

All my friends can do it so I guess

that makes me just that ✨useless✨

I may faint and dissociate

But at least I gotta stay awake

I am working right now

I am working somehow

And it's working working working

Next morning I wake up and it leaves me stunned

My work looks like shit and needs to be redone

That was not in the plan. Fuck!

"What do I care? Let me just sleep!"

...

Sleeping feels so tiring

So is being alive, weeping in the shower

I promised this would be the last time

but I can never keep it.

My nose bleeds and head aches.

I'm aware of all my mistakes.

Procrastination raised the stakes

which is why I keep working working working

I may complain

"Hustle the pain away"

"There's bigger fish in the sea"

That's what I aim to be

But I'm drowning drowning drowning

--------space for a lil mental breakdown------------

Why feed a machine that doesn't work?

So I work to eat, but I can't think anymore

I work till my eyes give up seeing

I work so I forget my own being

Everybody seems like a fucking prodigy

while I'm wasting my time being good ol' mediocre me

If I can't keep up, I'll be left in their dust

----- more mentally ill activity---------

Work is done...

Yay! 🎉

I can take the day off today. ☺️

✨And proceed to do nothing for the next 5 months!👀✨

...

I can't do anything but think I should be working.

"Why have fun, when I should be working?"

"You're gonna die so don't ask why and start working!"

Leave my mark in the market of labour

My only worth is the work you savour

I hope it's worth it so I better get working.

....

Why ain't I working? working working

I have to keep working working working

I can't move but I need to keep working working working

I'll die if I'm not working working working

paralysed from my work, but I need to get working

I'm too tired to work yet I can't forget

that I should be working.

Guess what I should be doing right now 😃✨

#vent #songwriting #adult adhd #cringe #original song #sorry i cant sing nor play guitar properly even after like 7 years of lessons im sorry mr joca my teacher 😭😭😭

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aseriesofunfortunatejan · 2 years

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I can't import pictures without tumblr giving me the white screen treatment, so I can't even upload the sweet conversation between Akane and Kazuichi I wanted to remind people about.

So I guess I'll mention some of my thoughts by text before I cry and scream into a pillow. I've mentioned it before for Akane, but both she and Kazuichi are severely misrepresented by the fandom. (I feel like that terminology is accurate, but at the same time, please understand that I am also a member of the fandom and am simply making an observation, rather than trying to compare myself to other fans.)

Akane learns so much about herself in Chapter 4. She takes so many steps forward and admits her own weakness. She uses the word "weak" herself, a continuation of what her Coward disease suggested, that she was hiding feelings she perceived as weak. She got stubborn in front of Fuyuhiko, but did a complete 180 when Nekomaru died, recognising immediately that she hadn't shown her gratitude yet. She moved on to trying her best to help with the investigation - something she had already been doing during every investigation, by the way - but this time admitting her own limitations and going out of her way to ask for help in order to get a better result.

And I'll need to write a whole post about Kazuichi someday. Yeah, he has that obnoxious crush on Sonia, I see it, you see it, Sonia sees it, Fuyuhiko hates it too, we know. But Oh My God He Is So Helpful. The cast would have been nothing this entire chapter without his help. Even before that, Kazuichi is more than ready to use his ability and give the entire cast a hand (the communicators he built in Chapter 3 were game changing... literally). Then, something I already posted about, when Nagito pushes him to dismantle Nekomaru's body, Kazuichi fights his formerly debilitating fears and bravely does it. To top it off, he builds Minimaru (who also does massages, very important to Akane...) with the intent to cheer the others up.

"… I made this to cheer you guys up anyway. And…as long as we have it, we won't forget, you know?

About Nekomaru's sacrifice for us…

We're standing here today…because of him.

So, if we're gonna prevent something like that from ever happening again…

I guess we gotta fight too, right!? We can't just keep running away!"

Fuyuhiko himself says: "I gotta admit…I never thought I'd hear you say something that awesome." Of course, Kazuichi follows it up by asking Sonia what she thinks, and she didn't pay attention, and he's upset, to which Fuyuhiko reacts with something along the lines of "and that's the punchline." Yeah, it is. That's the joke-y part that comes after the deep dialogue. I didn't think I was playing some other game.

But I beg that people look into what makes Kazuichi interesting and touching. What matters here is not that his talent does the job - it's that he goes out of his way to use it to help, and with Minimaru, cheer up others. And the other thing that matters is the fears that previously made him look ridiculous, that he learned to face in so little time to become frankly brave and inspiring.... for a guy wearing a bright yellow overall.

Something I'll bring up as a bonus is... When Gundham explains his logic that he didn't think it okay to give up and wait to die, Hajime has a flashback to the time he himself said the contrary, that he'd rather wait to die than cause another murder. But the very line that started that flashback was Kazuichi asking the exact same question as Gundham.

#sdr2 #danganronpa #akane owari #kazuichi soda #kazuichi souda

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justhere4kpop · 1 year

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~Beautiful Stranger~

CHAPTER 3: A Gala, and a Mission

Pairing: Yunho x Reader. (The guys are involved at some point too but not romantically.) NonIdol! AU

Description: A lonely perpetually single grad student working at a museum is approached by a handsome man, he looks expensive. Maybe this is your chance to get swept off your feet. Maybe he wants something else.

Warnings: I don't censor myself so I don't censor the characters, so Language warning. SMUT IN THIS CHAPTER (probably not good smut, it's my first time writing it and I got nervous). Self-Doubt is hinted at. Let me know if I'm missing anything

taglist: @legohwa, @hwaightme, @starillusion13

w/c: 4929

a/n: I got inspired to write at midnight so this is what happened. This is my first time writing anything NSFW it's not a super long part but it's there. Thank you guys for the support! Hope you're having a good time reading. I'm having a lot of fun with it. Thank you to Sky and Bai who constantly listen to me babble about dumb things and get ideas for this series, couldn't do it without you guys, your friendship is something I'm most grateful for. (also Sky told me to add the smut...hehe) okay, I'll stop rambling.

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“We’ve gotta find a way to get you into that Gala, it’ll be the perfect opportunity to plant the device we need to take out the security systems.” The 8 men met around the table.

“I think the bigger question is who do we send into the gala?” Seonghwa started.

“Actually I think the question is how many?” Hongjjong looked up. “We need at least San and Yunho there, we could probably use Mingi and Wooyoung as well.”

“But if y/n is there it might get suspicious if myself and Yunho show up.”

“Who?” Hongjoong looked at the tall man remaining silent. “I thought we agreed no relationships.”

“Oh come on hyung this is great she works at the museum and…oh my god” Wooyoung stood up.

“What?” Yunho and Hongjoong looked at him.

“Y/n! She can get Yunho is as her date, she’s always complaining about everyone bringing their partners to these things, and the employees get a plus one!”

“Wooyoung if she realizes what we do she’ll call the police in an instant.” Yunho hissed. “Besides we’re not dating, and we won’t be.”

“Oh so she works there?” Hongjoong looked at Yunho…glaring the man down.

“I-It’s just for show. She’ll never suspect me if we’re talking. I don’t even….I don’t even have feelings for her.”

“That’s not true at all. He's totally hung up on her, he asks me about her all the time. She’s really handy and I’m almost done with the painting and it’s not like anyone can tell the difference and then we lay low for a while until the next one comes in.” Wooyoung looked at him.

“It’s just for show Wooyoung! She has to believe it’s real so you do too!” he stood up from his spot on the table.

“Say you don’t mean it.” Wooyoung looked at the table. “Tell me you aren’t hurting my best friend just stringing her along.”

“So what, you don’t have to face her never talking to you again as you set her up on another failed blind date. Sorry Wooyoung looks like you’re the asshole again”

“Okay you two that’s enough” Seonghwa stood up

“And what about her feelings! She called me and told me about how special that first date was and you’re just going to let her be heartbroken? Never trust anyone again?”

“Why do you care so much Wooyoung?”

“Because she deserves someone who could give her the world!!” he threw his sketchbook at the man and San caught his arm. “I thought you’d do that for someone but apparently you just want to die a lonely old man!”

“Okay adjourned for today.” Hongjoong dismissed the group before it could get anymore heated, they didn’t need a brawl like last time.

~~~~~~~~~

“Hello?” I answered my phone. “Woo it’s 3am.”

“Break up with your boyfriend.”

“Huh?” I groaned. “Wooyoung what are you on about right now?”

“He doesn’t deserve you and I don’t want you getting hurt. Dump him like the sack of shit he’s being.”

“Okay Woo. I’ll get right on that.” I moved my phone away. “I’m not going to be in between your fight so whatever it is, figure it out.”

“Please y/n……I couldn’t stand it if you got hurt.”

“I appreciate the concern Woo…we aren’t dating ok? He’s just some guy I'm seeing.”

“You like him though right? Like a lot?”

“Yeah. I thought that was obvious.” I blushed a little.

“And you’d say yes if he asked you to be his girlfriend?”

“I’m not…opposed to the idea.”

“I just want someone that’s right for you.”

“And weren’t you the one who set us up because you think he IS the right one? Woo I really don’t want to talk about this right now, it’s late I’m tired and you’re obviously very upset right now. Later ok? You don’t have to be worried.”

“You mean a lot to me y/n.”

“So you’d tell me if he actually did something to warrant a break up right?”

“Yes.” he sighed.

“I’m…I’m going to invite him to the Gala so I don’t have to work it this year.”

“y/n…I don’t know it…nevermind. You’ll be happier if you go.”

“You can come too Woo…if you want…I can probably swipe a few invites from work.”

“You? Steal from work?”

“Oh I’ve nabbed a few of those cheesy keyrings and cheap stuff before it’s fine.” I smiled. “Then you can keep an eye on us or whatever, ok?”

“Okay……..y/n?”

“Yes Wooyoung….I love you too.” I smiled into the phone.

“Yeah…I love you.” He hung up. Why did she have to be so happy with him.

“Last day for RSVP ladies.” Marcus said making his rounds. “Y/n I assume we can count on you working?”

“Actually I’m bringing someone thank you very much. I’ve been seeing him for a while now so I’ll have you know we’re coming together.”

“You?....Really.”

“Yes really.” I sighed. “Just because I don’t act like it I have been seeing someone.”

“Oh yeah he has a nice car too.” Lizz nodded. “Definately Mr. Moneybags.”

“Well….I look forward to meeting him.” he said incredulously.

“Yeah I’m sure.” I looked away and back to the computer as Marcus left.

“Is he actually coming?” Liz asked.

“I haven’t asked him yet.” I sighed and hit my head on the desk. “ow.”

Did I wait until practically the last second to ask Yunho to come with me…yes. Did he fortunately say yes. Thank God he did! Oh man it’s a good thing he’s rich or else I don’t think he’d have a suit ready in time.

“Do you have a dress?” he asked over the phone.

“No but I can get one it’s no big-”

“I’ll have someone send one over, you have to look good don’t you.” he chuckled into the receiver. That low chuckle sent a shiver down my spine. Just what has this man done to me already. “Let me know when you get it. This weekend right?”

“Yeah it’s this weekend.”

“Luckily I’m very free this weekend. I’ll see you then beautiful.” he hung up.

“Everything was working out” they both thought, for various reasons.

When the dress came a few days later I swore there was a mistake. I stood there with the man for a good 20 minutes telling him he had the wrong person, house, whatever. I couldn’t believe my eyes it…it’s too much.

“What the hell were you thinking?” I yelled into my phone. “This is way too much.”

“Think of it as a gift. You deserve a nice dress don’t you.”

“Yunho this is too much, way too fancy.”

“Nothing is too much for you.” Did he mean that? He felt no guilt when it came to spending money on her, in fact sometimes he wanted to ask Wooyoung if he thought she’d like what he was looking at…but those feelings weren’t real…they couldn’t be, this is just for a job.

“Yunho there is very much a thing as too much. Especially for me.”

“I’ll pick you up in 2 hours, can’t wait to see it on you.” he smiled.

2 Hours…oh god I’m never going to be ready in time “EMMA!” I called out. “Code Six!...See you babe” I hung up the word slipping out.

“Coming!!” she called from downstairs. “How much time?”

“2 Hours.” I looked at her.

“Lucky me, you just got out of the shower. Okay strip back down, you’re going to knock his pants off.” she smiled.

“It’s knock your socks off.”

“Honey when I’m done, you’ll be lucky you’re both wearing clothing.” she smiled and got to work. “Oh my this is a nice dress. Yeah…def a code six. Okay sit still.”

2 Hours flies by when you really don’t want it to. I felt like I just picked up the phone to call him and now here I am in the most gorgeous black dress I’ve ever worn, it had sleeves so I wouldn’t be too cold, a deep plunge in the front that was just enough it wasn’t a scandal, and a leg split up to my thigh. I wore the best pair of black heels I owned and Emma did a great, beautiful, fantastic job on my hair and makeup. Now all that’s left is-

“Y/n! Your boy toy is here.” Becka called out.

“Coming Becks!” I put in my earrings and left to hear the already long start of the interrogation he was receiving from all 4 of my new parents. “Okay you guys that’s enough, you’ll see him later at the event now stop pestering the poor man.”

“Oh it was really n….” he stopped once he saw me.

“Oh No.” he thought. “My god she’s beautiful. She was made for that dress.” he cleared his throat

“Careful bud, you keep staring like that people will think you fell in love.” I chuckled and nudged him.

“Okay! Get together picture time!” Emma called.

“What?! No Ems, seriously this isn’t prom or homecoming or whatever. We don’t need-” She took about Seven shots right there. “Emmaaa.”

“Smile! Okay now get close. Okay act like you like each other.”

“I think you lied when you said 2 hours wasn’t enough time.” he whispered in my ear and I chuckled only for a flash to go off in my face.

“Oh! That’s the one! That’s a keeper! Oh it’s going in frames and on the fridge!” Emma called out. “y/n’s first gala!”

“Okay okay, I’ll see you guys there before you start badgering the poor guy again now that pictures are over. Go on before they barricade us in.” I laughed and pushed him slightly leaving the flat.

“He’s in love.” Liz looked at Becka. “I know that look fairly well…she’s gone and bewitched the poor man.”

“I think poor is the wrong word here Liz.” she laughed. “He’s definitely got the big L on the brain.”

“I am so sorry about them, I just…I’ve never had a date while we’ve lived together and-”

“It’s fine y/n.” he chuckled and rubbed his thumb over my hand. “You look gorgeous.”

“Thank you” I blushed. “I really just think it’s the dress though.”

“No, you’re definitely wearing the dress. It’s just you.” he smiled. “I’m very lucky.”

“I think I should be saying that.” he helped me into the car. “Have you and Wooyoung made up yet?”

“We’re working on it, just a spat if you will.”

“Please don’t be too mad at him, he’s just…passionate and caring, and if it’s about me…don’t worry ok. I…I can handle myself.”

“y/n?”

“I’m just saying…like thanks for the dress and going with me but like I totally get it. You don’t have to pretend to like me. We can call it quits after tonight ok.”

“Y/n…I’m not pretending.” Was that a lie? Even he didn’t know anymore.

“Just, don’t be mad at him for being defensive, he’s a great guy and he just…he’s seen me really get hurt by some guys so he gets..brotherly.”

“Y/n. We made up it’s ok, I get where he’s coming from. Seriously, I’m more than happy to go with you.”

The gala was busy, I was pulled aside a few times to talk to some of the people there once they saw me walk in with a man like Yunho. He screamed money, practically begging the Museum to come and ask him to be a donor. So they kept me busy and off to the side to butter up the man since I would obviously tell him if it was a scam of some sort. I ran into a friend of Yunho’s named Mingi, he sure is tall and funny, must be a thing they have, he’s telling me embarrassing stories about the pair growing up, oh if only Yunho could be over here too, so I could see his face in agony as he tells me these.

“I can’t believe you’re going through with this.” Wooyoung whisper yelled at the tall man so as to not alert anyone.

“Wooyoung it’s not what you think ok.”

“No it’s exactly what I think it is. After all this you’re still just going to use her and throw her away while I get hurt too. I don’t want to lose my best friend because you’re a scumbag.”

“Woo seriously it’s not like that.” Yunho pulled the man back. “Please just listen to me ok!”

“And why should I? Hmm?!”

“Because I lied!”

“About.”

“Okay maybe it wasn’t a lie when I said it but…it’s a lie now okay. I can’t stop thinking about her, and now I..I bought her that dress and all I wanna do is take her home and tear it off. God she looks amazing, and my chest clenches everytime I see Mingi make her laugh over there, he’s totally telling her some corny pick up line I mean look at them. I can practically hear her laughing and it makes me want to punch him so bad.”

“...you’re jealous.”

“I’m completely jealous.” he looked at Wooyoung. “I really like her Wooyoung, it’s painful how much I like her…and she thinks I’m just going to…let her go after this event? No way.”

“Mr. Jeong?” a waiter said pulling the two out of the conversation. “This is from the director, he would like to make sure his guests are…welcomed.”

“Yes yes thank you.” he took the drink and waved the man off. “God and everyone here keeps pulling her away so they can talk to me and all I want to do is look at my favorite piece in this whole god damn gallery up close.”

“Oh Mr. Moneybags isn’t having any fun now…serves you right, toying with my best friend just to fall in love with her later.”

“It’s not love….Okay maybe it is I don’t know, god Hongjoong is going to kill me.”

“You’re right.” the man said from behind them. “I am going to kill you. She’s a danger to us Yunho.”

“I just….I am tired of being alone hyung. Wooyoung was right. I…her smile makes me feel…...happy.”

“Prove to me she’s useful and maybe..I’ll grow to be okay with it. Just know what you’re dragging her into Yunho, this world isn’t kind and forgiving….San has the device and is going to plant it.” he walked away to make sure the plan was being followed.

Yunho started drinking, and by drinking I mean too much, by the time I finally made my way back to him after about an hour and a half he was pink in the face and giggling at me.

“You’re so pretty.” he smiled and held my hand.

“You lose your composure fast when drinking hmm?” I chuckled at the man.

“I’m tired of talking about money to these people.”

“Why don’t we go look around at some stuff then? Get away for a second.” I took his hand leading him away from the party to go and look at some of the art, so it could be quiet. We ironically made our way back to Room 43, where it all started.

“y/n.” he turned me towards him, here it comes, the “break-up”.....Why…why is he kissing me if he’s not interested.

“Yunho.” he kissed me again pulling me back in. “Yunho you’re drunk.” I chuckled and pushed him gently.

“You’re beautiful.” he kissed me again. “I don’t want you going anywhere not for a long time.” he mumbled and kissed me. “I’m an idiot, I like you so much it hurts. Please…please will you be my girlfriend?”

“Yunho.” I looked at him.

“I want to buy you everything those pretty eyes land on, take you out to Paris for lunch because I can. Wooyoung was right, I’m completely head over heels for you, and I really don’t want to let you go.”

“So that’s what you two fought over….you two really are idiots.”

“Please say yes.”

“Why me? There’s so many others.”

“Because in a room full of art pieces, you’re my favorite one to look at.” he leaned in and put his forehead to mine. “I’m an idiot but I want to be your idiot. Please say yes.”

“You really think I’m going to say no after you bought me this dress? God you really are my idiot aren’t you.” I kissed him this time and he pulled me in impossibly close. My answer was always going to be yes.

God men are stupid aren’t they.

“Oh is this the pretty thing Wooyoung was talking about?” the mysterious man came into the room.

“Go away San.” Yunho groaned.

“Oh a friend of yours?” I started to turn around but Yunho pulled me back in. “What? Don’t want me to see him come on Yunho.” I turned around and smiled to the pink haired boy. “Oh hey San.” I smiled

“y/nnnn” he drawled out and came over to hug me tightly.

~3rd Person POV~

San came in to hug Y/n holding the device meant to be planted on the system by the painting, he hadn’t expected to see the pair in the room so, they improvise. San quietly passed the device to Yunho going in for the hug so the man could plant it. Y/n turned back to Yunho to make small talk.

“I didn’t know you two knew each other, oh he’s part of the gang Woo was talking about isn’t he.” she chuckled.

San’s expression fell for a moment while Yunho made a recovery.

“Ah you got me, San is part of our little gang of misfits.” Yunho chuckled back.

“How’s you get in anyways? Oh did Woo bring you with the invite, I told him to be careful bringing people along.” Y/n sighed.

“Yeah basically snuck in you know.” San laughed nervously.

“Did you come up to look at the art?” y/n asked. “Yunho and I were just taking a break from the people.”

Yunho moved closer to the wall again since her attention was back on San.

“Oh yeah, you two sure looked like you were talking.” San joked only to have y/n blushing.

“Oh please it could’ve been way worse. Right Yunho?” she turned around to the man to step closer as he hid the device beind his back once again.

Y/n moved back over to him and San stepped closer once more to take the device back once more in hopes to finally get what he needed. Yunho pulled her in giving it back to San.

“Swapping notes?” she asked.

“Just a fist bump”

“Oh god not a bro move…really?” she laughed at the man.

“Sorry beautiful.” Yunho acted fast and decided it was best to try to distract her, maybe if she was flustered they could finally get this damn device on the security panel. It was RIGHT THERE.

“Anyways San-” Y/n began to turn again but Yunho not wanting her to see him fiddling with the wall grabbed her quickly

“Y/n” he said and kissed her like his life depended on it…in a weird way it did.

While distracted San had to move with haste, he had to get the panel off the wall and….oh god why are there so many things involved in this! Ok he can do this he can get the panel off and-

“And why did you kiss me?” she asked.

“Can I not kiss my new girlfriend, we were doing that uninterrupted before.” Yunho smiled. “I just missed the feeling. One more?” he pouted and she leaned in and he gave San a look saying ‘I can’t do this forever hurry!’

If only San could just get the corner up and slide it under and

“Got it!” he said a little too excited and loud.

“Got what?” Y/n turned to look at him

Lucky for the boys San thought quickly and took out his phone to make it look lke he snapped a picture of the young couple.

“Just my new blackmail material is all.” he smiled.

“You’re such a jerk.” y/n laughed and hit his arm.

“Let’s rejoin the party?” Yunho suggested. They all made their way back while San and Yunho shared a look of ‘That was WAY too close.’

~Original POV~

“Why don’t I take you home?” Yunho offered.

“Hmm?” I looked up at him. “Sure you don’t want to hear more great offers about donating to the museum?” I chuckled at him.

“No I honestly would rather be Michealangelo and cut off my ear…..Why are you laughing so much.”

“Van Gogh cut his ear off after alcohol withdrawal…and other mental illness. Michealangelo had Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.”

“I knew that I was just testing you.” he smiled.

“Maybe I should drive.” I calmed my laughter.

“Oh and let you see my place? Hmm I don’t think you’re ready for my big impressive house.” he smiled. “I can drive, I’m sober.”

“Well maybe I need to see this big impressive house to decide if I’m ready for it or not.” I winked at him. “Come on, these heels are killing me anyways.”

We got up and said our goodbyes, Yunho led me to the valet who brought the car around, both of my bosses Marcus and Henry, and the directors for the Museum came to see us off making sure to let Yunho know they’d love to see him at more events. (Give them more money). We got in the car, he put in the address and made our way back.

“My pretty girlfriend.” he smiled as we stopped at a light.

“Oh so I’ve downgraded from beautiful to pretty.” I chuckled and pinched his cheek. He took my hand and gave me a small peck on the back of my hand.

“Never.” he smiled.

We pulled up to the flat but didn’t move for a second. It was silent

“Everyone is going to be there for a while still, Will loves to attend those events for networking, and Becka and Emma are going out of town this weekend to visit Emma’s parents….if you’d…like to come in? Just for a drink.” I said finally breaking the silence.

“Yes.” he mumbled and got out of the car quickly rushing around to open the door.

We made our way inside and locked the door again. I poured a glass of Whiskey for the two of us and we practically took them as shots..One more for good luck?.....

“I’m just going to change into something more comfortable now that we’re back.” I said motioning upstairs. “If you want to join me we can watch something on my computer?” he followed me up the small staircase and into my bedroom.

“Oh, it’s tiny.” he chuckled.

“Well it’s usually just me.” I flung my shoes off my feet and sighed in relief.

He pushed me up against the door to once again to capture my lips, they’ve probably started swelling from the bruising nature of the kisses.

“You look so fucking beautiful in this dress.” he mumbled against my lips. “It’ll look better on the floor.”

“Do you always use cheesy lines on girls?” I giggled.

“Just ones who think I’m funny.” he smiled.

“You know your friend Mingi is really funny.” I smiled into the kiss, pushing his buttons just a little. “Do you think he thought I was pretty?”

“He better, otherwise I have to knock some sense into him.” he chuckled pulling me back in.

The dress quickly found it’s way onto the floor revealing the matching set I was wearing.

“Black Lace? All for me.” he chuckled in between kisses.

“To be fair I didn’t know this would happen.”

“Oh but you wanted it to.” he teased.

“Don’t get a big head now, you might faint.”

Yunho’s hand moved to my thighs as I wrapped my legs around his waist, his hands groped what they could kneading the soft flesh he found there. He moved off the wall and made his way over to the bed laying me down and hovering over. I unbuttoned his shirt before he tugged it off the rest of the way, his lips never leaving mine until he started making his way down my neck nipping at the soft skin, surely he could feel my pulse racing.

“Nervous? We don’t have to-” I stopped him with a kiss this time.

“If you leave me high and dry I might stop talking to you for good.”

This man isn’t just good at talking, or looking pretty he knows how to use every part. He looked up at me from his spot between my legs for the last 20 minutes, he had me nearing my third orgasm of the night and I was seeing stars.

“That’s it beautiful, doing so well for me.” who knew I liked being praised.

“Fuck, Yunho.” I moaned and clenched around his fingers again. “Oh god right there, it feels so fucking good.” he was rubbing against that soft spongy part inside me, and fuck was my head spinning. “I wanna ride you baby please.” I moaned out as he held my hip down when it bucked up. “Fuck!” I yelped when his fingers curled again.

“Whatever you want baby.” he smiled and got up kissing back up my body. I could still taste myself on him when he kissed me again.

He helped me up since my legs were already giving up at this point, it’s been a long time since I last slept with anyone and he was making me feel like I was floating. He sat up against the headboard and I moved to lower myself onto him.

“Oh fuck.” I moaned and slipped him inside just the tip at first the stretch was harsh, he was bigger than any of my previous partners and now I realize why he was taking his time.

“Relax baby, otherwise you’re gonna get hurt.” he kissed my temple. “I’ve got you, and we can stop whenever you want.”

“Fuck, you’re such a gentleman.” I chuckled and relaxed a little sinking down further. “Oh shit.” I bit my lip and pressed my forehead to his.

“You’re taking me so well baby. Feel so good.” he mumbled against my forehead as I rocked my hips forwards and back sinking down again. “That’s it pretty girl.” he rubbed my hips as I fell flush against him.

“Oh my god.” I mumbled and ground against him, my clit hitting his pubic bone, the friction felt amazing.

The minutes passed by as I grew more comfortable with the full feeling and the stretch between my legs, I’m going to be so fucking sore tomorrow. “Fuck I’m gonna cum.” I moaned into his ear as I began to bounce on him gently, if I thought his fingers hit my g-spot well, I was sorely mistaken. I was seeing stars in a matter of minutes, my walls clamping around him as I rode out my high moaning his name.

“Fuck baby I’m so close, come on, one more time.” he reached down to rub my clit with his thumb as I held onto my headboard for support.

“Fuck, Yunho…Yunho…” I moaned into his neck feeling overstimulated, my eyes began watering.

“That’s it baby.” he moaned into my ear. “Come on good girl.”

My eyes rolled back and I felt my hips jerk and a loud moan come out of my throat, fuck was he good. He laid me down and after a few more minutes of hip bruising thrusts he pulled out and came on my stomach with a guttural groan of my name.

“Fuck.” he breathed out and held himself up on his forearms to keep from collapsing.

“You do this for every girl who works at an art museum?”

“Only the prettiest ones there.” he kissed me gently.

“That was amazing.” I kissed him.

“If you thought that was good just wait until you see how good the aftercare is.” he kissed me nose and helped me up carrying me to the bathroom to take a quick shower and clean up. He held me up practically the whole time since I couldn’t feel my legs and he didn’t let me move a muscle, he was extra careful where it was sore and sensitive, and he made sure to kiss me as many times as he could.

“Yunho?” I looked up at him from under the stream of water.

“Yes y/n?” he rubbed my cheek.

“Don’t go yet?” I nuzzled into his hand.

“I’ll stay.” he smiled.

He dried me off as best he could and went to grab something to wear for me, he came back and the little self doubt I had reared its ugly head.

“Shit.” I mumbled.

“What?” he put my shirt over my head.

“I don’t have any clothes for you to wear.”

“I’ll wear my boxers and then put my shirt and pants back on before I leave.” he chuckled. “Don’t worry.”

“Promise you won’t disappear before I wake up?” I looked up at him while he got in the probably too small for two people sized bed.

“I would never do that.” he took my hand and kissed it. “I meant it, I’m crazy about you and I don’t want to fuck it up……again.”

“Goodnight Yunho” I let out a yawn.

“Goodnight Beautiful.” he pulled me in close and rubbed my back.

They were both in deep, they just didn’t realize it yet.

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