#not a fucking doll. i promise it's not her fault
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thinkin abt how you just cling to your stepbrother!satoru. it doesn’t matter if his girlfriend is around or that his peers find your infatuation with him strange. — you love him.
satoru knows he should tell you off about how it’s not okay for you to kiss him on the lips or prance around the house in just a t-shirt that barely covers your ass, but he doesn’t.
When his girlfriend told him how you shouldn’t act that way towards him, he shrugs it off and tells her that you grew up without a brother so you think its normal; thats a lie and he knows it.
satoru is the reason why, you act like this now. he is just as twisted as you are. he won’t admit it because well, he doesn’t care too.
how is it his fault that his sweet little sister relies on him for love? something she should be finding in a romantic lover, not him. he tried, he really did. but fuck, how could he not corrupt you, especially when you would look at him with those sweet puppy dog eyes.
fast forward to 2 months later after the conversation with his girlfriend, he should feel guilty about how he lied to his partner, but he doesn’t not when he has you drooling on his cock like this; spit smeared all over your pretty little face, your eyes are wide and glossed over and hair all over the place.
the sight before him is enough evidence for satan himself to sentence satoru too hell. he shouldn’t be in your room let alone seated on your baby pink bed sheet fucking your throat like this. no, not at all.
“fuck me, you are one dirty little girl.” he groans out as he taps the tip of his dick on your cheek. you say nothing, pulling at his leg signaling him to hurry up.
he lets out a laugh, “such a greedy little thing.” he picks you up off the floor and seats you on his lap, his cock slotted in between your folds; your hands fall against his shoulders, gripping his tshirt. “toru , p-please”
“be patient puppy, can you do that for me?” he asks, you nod your head in agreement. he positions his self perfectly against your slit, he begins rocking your hips back and forth so that the head of his cock catches your clit. you try to silence your cries, but you can’t not when it feels this good.
“oh my-my god.” you fall forward, chest pressed up against his panting in his ear. “yeah? it feels good, doesn’t it?” his hand comes down leaving a harsh smack against your ass.
you say nothing, arms wrapped tightly around your brothers shoulders with your eyes shut tight, trying to focus on your release. “gonna, m’ gonna cum toru” just as you tell him, he is slowing down your hips and pulling away “th-that is’nt fair” you whine, you try grinding against him again but he has a iron grip on your hips making you unable to move.
“play nice doll, i will give you what you want. i promise” he has a whicked grin plastered on his face, he tlits his head and brushes a strand of hair behind your shoulder, leaning down and sucking a big deep red hickey on your shoulder blade, you gasp as he is pulling away “but you have to let me stick the tip in.”
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hiiiiii I hope you have a amazing day,
I was wondering how the Aew boys react if someone try to use you against them like during the matches with them or in backstage with them busy with a other match ( like the attacker interrupt the match to show you being attacked) , I hope this makes sense 😭
i gotchuuuuu sweetheartttt
AEW Stars React To: You Being Attacked by Their Opponents
Pairings: Kenny Omega X Reader, Ricky Starks X Reader, Hook X Reader, Darius Martin X Reader, Nick Wayne X Reader, Daniel Garcia X Reader, Eddie Kingston X Reader
Word Count: 1.2K
Supreme Speaks: Thanks to anon for this request (YALL KEEP EM COMING), this was really fun and a little bit different than how I typically post these. please know that you are loved and appreciated
Warnings: ANGST and fluff but ANGST, GIFS are NOT mine, not proofread
Taglist: @hooks-martin @hookerforhook @wwenhlimagines @eddie-kingstons-wifey @triscillal @cassie0sstuff @sheinthatfandom
**Every person has their own backstory (in a wrestling world where I am a fantastic booker/producer) and the person who attacked them are in ()**
Eddie Kingston (BCC)
This happened during Eddie’s match against Christian Cage
Eddie didn’t want you out there in fear that Christian might rizz you up (or even Luchasurus no judgment)
So as he’s about to finish the match; the titantron shows up with you on the floor as Wheeler Yuta and Claudio tower over you
Eddie goes berserk; he no longer cares about the match; fuck the match
He leaves the match to rush to your aid with a kendo stick; whacking and cursing anyone who dares get in the way
He gets to you and hits Claudio and Wheeler as they run away; he holds you with so much care and curses himself out too
“Fuck Claudio and his Yorkie bitch! Fuck, I should have kept an eye on you doll. I’m sorry, it’s my fault”
Legit feels bad about the situation (it almost reduces him to tears) as you are put in an ambulance
Looks at Mox and says “You betta pray that she’s okay or Renee won’t be able to recognize her husband”
Darius Martin (Kingdom)
Okay hear me out; the Kingdom attacks you and then throws you on stage during Darius’ match to distract him
He looks at Action Andretti and Matt Sydal as they tell him to check on you; Darius goes with you backstage as doctors check on you
He’s silent….which is unusual and almost unsettling for you; he’s really taking everything to heart and is angrily simmering
“I’m so sorry that they dragged you into my mess, but I promise I will fix this”
He really feels remorseful about everything and certainly disappointed with himself that he allowed this to happen
Next week; he comes out with a chair and whoops ass
But I think he would go so far to the point where Andretti and Matt have to come out and say stop
He calms down and sits with you backstage for the rest of the show (he prolly will never take his eyes off you again)
Hook (Jack Perry)
Mans is fucking up everyone in sight
Bad enough that Jack took his title and refused to give him a rematch; so Hook is wrestling a jobber
As Hook has his opponent in the Redrum; Jack pops up on the screen with Anna Jay who is just choking you out (wish it was me)
Hook keeps the submission on long enough for the bell to ring before zooming backstage; just as Anna and Jack getaway
He is livid and starts throwing people left and right until he realizes that you are still on the ground
I think he feels exposed at the fact you were attacked cause he really does care about you
He helps you up and is visibly upset; vows to get revenge but then has a better idea
Two weeks later; he returns with you in tow and you two start WHOOPING THOSE TRICKS (to the point where the FTW championship is on the line in a tag team match; ex Edge and Kelly Kelly vs Dolph Ziggler and Laycool)
Nick Wayne (Swerve)
THIS SWEET BABY
He honestly doesn’t know what to think (and what he did to deserve Swerve hating him so much)
I feel like as soon as he sees your unconscious self on the screen, he would immediately dash backstage (like Eddie)
He would run up to your body “Y/N! Are you okay?” Before getting attacked by Swerve and AR Fox; who would then be run off by Best Friends
As he falls to the ground and when he wakes up, Nick would think that he’s a failure (DESPITE NOTHING IS HIS FAULT)
It would really take you constantly reassuring him that he was fine and nothing is his fault
“Yeah sure, but if I can’t protect you from attacks; then what kind of a man and wrestler am I?”
Like Darius, Nick would never allow you to leave his sight
Not until he ended this feud with Swerve
Kenny Omega (Will Ospreay)
Kenny would be that person who would just fill his mind continuously
During his match against Jon Moxley (sorry), The United Empire shows up with you about to go through a table
He turns his attention as Jon rolls him up and wins; Kenny immediately runs to the back
The Bucks attack the group and you are dropped on the floor (not through the table); you have no injuries
As he approaches backstage, mans is worried and anxiety has filled his body
Subconsciously declares war with Opsreay and will allow guilt to take over his mind
“I swear to you that Ospreay, that son of a bitch, will pay for this shit. And he will literally pay for your therapy (bitch take the free therapy plz)”
So much to the point where he’s not smiling anymore and treats every match like a deathmatch
Tbh, as long as Will shows up, Kenny will attack him without fail
Ricky Starks (CM Punk/The Factory)
OKAY LISTEN TO ME I believe that CM Punk would do some fucked up shit (as a true heel)
So during after Ricky’s match on Collision (who hasn’t seen you all night), Punk would show the footage of you being attacked by The Factory
But then he would say; “but that was earlier tonight”
And then BAM Punk attacks Ricky from behind and leaves him the ring
Ricky is upset at himself for not recognizing that you were missing all night and mad that he allowed Punk to attack him and you
Immediately checks on you and apologizes profusely
“I’m so sorry; I should have noticed, I should have made sure you were beside me-” “Ricky, you have been saying I’m sorry for the past hour” “Because I am!”
Would cut a vicious promo on Punk that embarrassed and angered him at the same time
Vows to get his revenge and starts it by attacking Punk
Daniel Garcia (Chris Jericho)
OKAY WOULD LOVE TO DO A POST ON HOW I WOULD BOOK DANNY’S EXIT FROM JAS
Danny is on the verge of leaving the JAS due to differences and Chris’ power trips, and you are his escape from it all
Chris knows this and tries to use it to his advantage; he tries to talk to you about Danny and keeping him in the JAS
To which you disagree and say it’s his decision; to which he got angry….and to which he may or may not have hit you with the baseball bat (CAUSE HE’S A JACKASS)
All of this was shown during Daniel and Sammy’s tag team match; Danny immediately jumped down from the apron (essentially leaving Sammy hanging) and ran to the back
He would be so angry that he would quit the JAS right then and there
Time skip, you were okay; when Danny told you the news, you were happy but you wouldn’t show it to him, asking him if he was sure
“Y/N, your safety, and well-being is more important to me than Jericho’s trash ass club. And it always will be.”
The following weeks are filled with confrontations until Daniel joins the BCC (who are not complete assholes in this universe)
HES FREE
Thank you for coming to my TedTalk
#aew#all elite wrestling#aew imagine#all elite wrestling imagines#aew hook#aew hook imagine#daniel garcia#daniel garcia imagine#daniel garcia x reader#eddie kingston#eddie kingston x reader#eddie kingston imagine#aew daniel garcia#hook x reader#darius martin#aew darius martin#darius martin imagine#darius martin x reader#kenny omega#kenny omega x reader#kenny omega imagine#ricky starks#ricky starks x reader#ricky starks imagine#nick wayne#nick wayne aew
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Bejeweled - Jamie Tartt
Authors Note: I have been trying to find any sort of energy to post and get out of bed. Got so close to giving up on life itself and I'm barely back, please bare with me as I try to find my way out of my depression hole I have dug for myself everyone. I know it's been a minute but life has been kicking my ass. Be patient with me - Ultralight
Word Count: 4454
Warnings: i dont think any
Apart of my MIDNIGHTS EVENT. (Next Event is Sour by Olivia Rodrigo. Requests closed. Event following yet to be decided)
SOUR EVENT
MAIN MASTERLIST
Enjoy!
Baby love, I think I've been a little too kind
Didn't notice you walking all over my peace of mind
In the shoes I gave you as a present
Puttin' someone first only works when you're in their top five
And by the way, I'm going out tonight
Diamonds can dull if not taken care of properly, they can accumulate dust and grime, the shine from the gem being lost amongst the age of the years. You were raised by a grandmother that taught you the most important thing a little girl could know, never ever EVER let a man dull your shine.
She would lecture you on this as she showed you her jewelry collection, showing you all seven of her engagement rings through the years. The first had been a diamond pear cut with a silver band, given to her by the young salesman that had promised her the world from his office on wall street.
She packed her bags and took the ring the day he slept with his receptionist.
You would wear the diamond ring 10 years later when you met Jamie Tartt, and oddly enough you would be wearing it the day you found out he was cheating.
-
Maybe it was your fault. Maybe Jamie had strayed from your bed because of you.
Not because you were bored in bed or because you didn’t give him enough attention, no. Maybe you gave him TOO much attention, you let him forget who you were. You were a fucking diamond.
Diamond of the season as Bridgerton would say.
You always kept your lovers on a leash, and when they strayed you proved to them just what they would be missing, but you had trusted Jamie as stupid as that was. You had been waiting for an engagement ring, getting your nails done religiously just in case you needed to take a picture.
You stared at your nails now, as you scrolled through the twitter feed, seeing him leave her flat with lipstick on his cheek and his shirt still unbuttoned.
Your grandmother would be so disappointed in you. You were better than this.
And you would be.
But you had to play your cards right. If Jamie Tartt thinks he can get away with screwing over a gem like yourself then you would just have to show him what a fool he was, and that began with a smile.
You smiled at him when he came home, all dolled up as he lit up at the sight of you, making it seem like you hadn’t been waiting at the stairs for the sound of his keys and just naturally caught him on your way out.
“Y/n? Love? Where are you headin’?” He asks, moving closer to you for a kiss. You kissed him back easily, this would only work if he didn’t know that you knew.
“Just to the club with some friends.” You smile, giving him a twirl in your short dress.
“What friends?” He mumbles casually, far too casually as his eyes roamed over you slowly. You knew his game and you knew that his casual act was far from the truth, inside he was panicking about you going out in this.
“Oh, just Brent and Jordan.” You shrug, leaning in to kiss his cheek before disappearing from sight.
-
“You’re new here.” The stranger smiles cheekily at you as he walks up, admiring you without a second of hesitation, not even bothering to hide his eyes drifting to your chest. “I would recognize a beauty like ya’.”
“Oh I am sure you say that to all the girls.” You smile, giving him an airy look you knew would hook him quickly. It works, he gives you a lopsided grin that tells you he is ready to play your game.
“Who’re your bodyguards over there?” He nods his head to the direction of your friends Brent and Jordon, both of which you had been flirting with all night.
“Oh, just some friends.”
“They don’t look like friends.”
“What’s it to you?” And there it is, the jealous look in his eyes that tells you the sex is going to be good. Hook…..Line……
“What are ya’ drinkin, lovey?”
“Whatever you buy me.” You giggle, moving your hand to touch his elbow expertly, keeping your touch light and your smile easy.
He blushes a bit at it, moving to the stool across from you and holding his hand out. “Your name?”
“Y/n. Yours.”
“I’m Jamie fucking Tartt.” His voice is smug, and his eyes are gleaming. This poor fool had no idea what he just got himself into.
“And what can you do for me, Jamie?”
“I thought the sayin’ was what can I do for you?”
“Why would I ask that when I already know I can give everything.” And sinker.
-
Best believe I'm still bejeweled
When I walk in the room
I can still make the whole place shimmer
And when I meet the band
They ask, "Do you have a man?"
I can still say, "I don't remember"
Familiarity breeds contempt
Don't put me in the basement
When I want the penthouse of your heart
Diamonds in my eyes
I polish up real, I polish up real nice
She let you try on the second engagement ring when your fingers were still too tiny to actually keep it on, laughing when you’re young eyes widened as it sparkled in front of you, amazed by the piece even if you were too young to truly understand what it meant.
She told you the story of the second man that proposed to her, the one that owned his own business in London which is the reason she moved there in the first place, she told you how he whisked her away and how she ended up moving in with him after a month of knowing him. The way she described his apartment was nothing but luxury and the emerald necklace she showed you that went with the ring screamed money.
You would learn the term blood money later in life.
But then she told you about his actual wife, the one he let live in the mansion nestled in the countryside that he never spoke of while he hid mistresses away in apartments along the city promising to marry them while he bestowed jewels to them.
She wore the ring and the necklace the day she left him, having his valet back all her suitcases into a car and driving her to the far side of the city where her one and only friend in London lived.
You wore the set on your third date with Jamie, and then you wore it again the day he embarrassed you.
-
The necklace and ring paired nicely with the gala gown that Rebecca and Keeley helped you pick out, both girls fawning over you the second they saw you show up to the event.
“You look right fucking fit!” Keeley gushes, eyeing you up and down as Rebecca smiles. “A gorgeous color, and that necklace is absolutely stunning.”
“You should see the ring.” You smile, holding up your hand and letting them gawk. “Famly heirlooms darlings.”
“I don’t know if I want you or I want to be with you.” Keeley whispers, “you made my lower parts like throb-”
“Keeley!” Rebecca gasps, a laugh tearing from all three of you before a hand nestles itself on your hip.
“Let’s head to our seats, ye love?” Jamie asks, pulling you away before you could actually answer. You were a bit irritated with him, ever since finding out he cheated a week ago you found yourself sick to look at him.
And he hadn’t complimented you once this evening. Fucking fool.
But you kept your mouth shut, this was the long game here. You smiled at him, and let him know how handsome he was. It would all be worth it.
You kept reminding yourself of this during the auction, watching dozens of women bid on Danny Rojas as Keeley motioned for you to look at your phone. You ignore her at first, until she gets Roy to do it as well and you finally give in.
K; See that goddess in the corner? Blue dress with the massive tits?
Y; Could have just said blue dress
K; She is Jamie’s date
Y; But I’m Jamie’s date
K; So is she.
Game. Fucking. On.
You risk one more look to the girl as Jamie is called up, allowing him to kiss your cheek quickly before waltzing himself up and standing proudly as the bidding starts.
You let her bid back and forth with the girl in the yellow dress towards the front, wondering if yellow dress was another date of his as he gives you an odd look from the stage, drinking your champagne easily. When he gets back you catch a whiff of his cologne, the one you bought him for christmas, while he leans in.
“Why didn’t ye bid on me, love?”
“Figured I would give another lucky lady some time with you.” You smile, leaning to rub his shoulder. He nods happily, enjoying your answer while your mind flashes back to the photos of him coming out of her apartment.
He couldn’t even bother wiping off her lipstick from his lips and cheek.
So when Sam goes up you raise your hand, meeting Jamie’s eyes with that same airy smile you gave him when you met, calling out “2,000 pounds”
And the look on Jamie’s face makes the moment so fucking worth it.
-
“Jesus fuckin’ Christ-” Jamie blurts when he walks up to your door, eyes widening as a red tint covers his neck and cheeks. “Fuck- sorry- lords name in vain and all that but I think I might just die a happy bloke right here.”
“It’s not too much?” You ask, smoothing out the sides as you try to relax your racing heart. This was the first time you were nervous for a date, this was the first time you actually wanted the date to go somewhere because Jamie Tartt was one hell of a man.
He was sweet and caring, he held doors open for you and talked to you about football with so much passion your heart burned……and he was a god in bed.
“Never too much, you’re like a fuckin’ Aphrodite brought to life.” He mumbles, eyes never leaving yours as he holds out his arm for you to grab onto. You admire his look then, placing your hand in the crook of his elbow as your gaze travels the tux he wore.
For a brief moment you find yourself excited at the fact that his tie matched your dress perfectly without the two of you planning it in advance. Like an omen that you were meant to be, and you can’t help but thinking that your grandmother would laugh at that statement.
She wasn’t here, and you were too busy smiling as Jamie led you to the restaurant like you were a princess.
-
Baby boy, I think I've been too good of a girl (too good of a girl)
Did all the extra credit, then got graded on a curve
I think it's time to teach some lessons
I made you my world (huh), have you heard? (Huh)
I can reclaim the land
And I miss you (I miss you)
But I miss sparkling (ah, hey)
The oval cut Garnet ring with the silver band came next, from the artist she met in that small apartment building. He drew her millions of times, filling his sketchbook with her dancing and posing until he was able to draw her out of memory.
He pawned his fathers pocket watch for the ring, proposing to her in the middle of lovemaking as he demanded the stars pay her what they owe her. But then he disappeared, stopped coming home and she couldn’t find him.
Just when she had begun wondering if he was cheating the police had knocked on the door asking if she had seen him. Turned out the pocket watch he pawned wasn’t his but his bosses, as well as the 4,000 he had stolen from the safe the same night he stole the watch.
She told the police she was house sitting for him, and the second they were out of sight she packed and bolted with the ring.
You wore it the night you first said I love you, and again when told him your biggest lie.
-
“Oh you should have seen it, Y/n. Fuckin’ Nate had no words. We all gave him one hell of a show, glarin and just being downright nasty on the field.” Jamie brags, pacing back and forth in your kitchen as you wiped down the counters for something to do while he rambled on.
Normally you would be hanging on to his every word, asking about it and actually giving a shit. But today? All you could think about was her.
Was the women in the blue dress the women from the apartment? Or were they different? How many women were there? How long has he been doing this? A month, a week or years? Should you get tested for anything?
“-oy, you okay?” Jamie asks, concern laced across his face as he comes up to rub you back carefully, bending down to look in your eyes.
“I’m fine,” You lie, nodding quickly. “Just a little sick.”
“Let’s get you to bed, yeah?” You let him, enjoying the caring side of him as he tucks you in and puts a glass of water beside your bed. He sits beside you for a moment, rubbing your cheek carefully as he watches you. “I’ll be in the living room. You’ll call me if ya need me, ya?”
“Yeah.” You nod, closing your eyes gently as he leans down to kiss your forehead, hating the way your heartbeat through your chest.
“I love you.” He whispers.
“I love you too.” You whisper back, feeling sick at how empty the words were, and how easy the lie slipped from your lips.
-
You hadn’t planned on saying it to him that night, the dizziness of it all just got the best of you.
Jamie had snuck you into the richmond field in the middle of the night, both of you laughing and slipping in the wet grass as you tried to play a crappy game of soccer.
Sure your outfit was ruined but you had been smiling so much your cheeks hurt, ribs aching from laughing too much and your heart 2 seconds from exploding every time he touched you.
By the time you both tire out, him swinging his arm around your shoulders and snatching the ball up easily while trying to catch his breath, he leads you out to the parking lot. It’s there you say it, in the dimness of the broken light, your cheeks heated from nervousness as well as the workout.
“I think I love you.” You blurt, watching him stop quickly, whipping to look at you with wide eyes. “No. I do. I know I love you.”
A moment of silence follows and you begin to think you’ve blown it, getting ready to rush off out of pure embarrassment, when a smile cracks out on his face and he rushes forwards to kiss you passionately.
“I love you too.” He murmurs as he cradles your jaw, lips grazing your own.
-
Best believe I'm still bejeweled
When I walk in the room
I can still make the whole place shimmer
And when I meet the band
They ask, "Do you have a man?"
I can still say, "I don't remember"
The factory worker with the easy smile came next, and after 4 months of dating he popped out a black diamond ring with a black band on it, the darkest in the collection which should have shown what was too come.
She never liked to talk about that one often, and she never let you touch it, as if the ring itself could ruin your life in an instant.
And you truly believed it could.
All you knew from that time in her life was that she left bloodied and battered, leaving during the day while he was at work, where she would head to a co workers flat waiting for him when he got home and trying not to cry as he cleaned the cuts. A week later she would take the pregnancy test, that was all you needed to know.
The ring sat in the red velvet box your grandmother had put it in when she took it off, and it would stay in that box where you would not see it. Except for the two times it nearly escaped.
-
“Hey Y/n?” Jamie calls from the room down the hall, drawing your attention from the project you had been working on as you wait for him to keep going, when he doesn’t you sigh out and stand to go find where he was summoning you.
“Yes?”
“Have you seen my lucky knee pad?”
“Shouldn’t they be in your bag?” You ask, moving to check the said bag where he had laid it in your shared bed. The zipper moved easily as you began searching throughout it.
“Do you think I would be searching the room if it was in there?” He snaps, and as he swings to glare at you his hand hits the jewelry box on your dresser, sending it tumbling down and the cap of the cursed velvet box flying, the ring sliding across the floor right in front of your foot.
You stare at it like it’s a bomb, breathing heavy as it gleams up at you. Jamie watches for a moment before he sighs out. “Just pick it up will ya? Won’t bloody hurt you.”
You roll your eyes, ignoring the comment and turning back to the bag where you pull out the lucky knee pad, making him groan. “I swear it wasn’t there when I checked.”
“Just pick up the mess you made.” You grunt out, putting the knee pad on top of the bag and rushing out of the room to go shower.
-
The day you move in with Jamie is spent with cheap dancing music that makes you both laugh and dozens of boxes to unpack. Instead of tag teaming your shared boxes in your new shared apartment you both decide to do one box at a time, working as a team.
Because why be efficient when you are in love?
By the time he gets to the box holding your jewelry he spots the velvet box, reaching in and pulling it out before you notice. By the time you turn to see he already has the lid fully off and the ring pinched between his thumb and forefinger.
“I don’t think I have ever seen a black diamond.” He murmurs, holding it up to the light as you chuck a pillow at his face. It hits him square on and he gives you an incredulous look as you begin pointing at the ring.
“Put that thing back in the box, hide it deep in the jewelry box and go wash your hands!” You order, making him blink in shock before he does as told, coming back with wet hands and a small smile.
“I know it sounds crazy but-”
“I have superstitions too.” He shrugs, moving closer to kiss you softly. “That ring was fucking ugly anyways.”
-
Familiarity breeds contempt
Don't put me in the basement
When I want the penthouse of your heart
Diamonds in my eyes
I polish up real, I polish up real nice
The pink diamond came from a mistake she wasn’t willing to admit.
Moments of panic and loneliness have a way of making humans confuse many things for love, she had shown up bruised and broken and she thought her coworker had mended her.
He was kind, and he was gentle. They got along well and he was very supportive of her keeping the child in the pregnancy. He was safe…..but they weren’t in love.
She tells you of the conversation she had with him, 3 months pregnant and wearing an engagement ring. They talked about how they went too fast, she told him she wanted to be a mother first and foremost.
They said goodbye, he told her she could keep the ring.
He would later be the baby's godfather, and he visited every christmas.
There were two christmases that actually mattered.
-
Jamie missed Christmas dinner with your family that year, not that you minded since all you had been silently hoping for was a break. Just a little longer…. You reminded yourself. The long game.
But as you marched up the path to your parents home you found yourself breathing out a sigh of relief, home. Home was right here and you would be safe to show your pain.
Your great uncle is the first to notice said pain, nodding you over to talk to you.
“You’re grandmother raised you right,” He tells you. “And if she were here she would not let you stand to be in pain.”
“I know.” You mumble back, nodding your head quickly. “I’m working on it.”
-
The year you brought Jamie home for Christmas was a year full of chaos, one where you had been rushing around in a panic, nervous and anxious about your family not liking him. And it had all gone wrong so far.
The ham was burnt and the tree managed to catch on fire. Both your bags had been lost in transit so you both were forced into the ugliest sweaters you had seen and you thought Jamie would bolt.
But he merely grabs your hands softly to stop your pacing, kissing your knuckles and peering up at you. “We’ll be alright, yeah?”
“Yeah.” You nod, smiling back at him as your great uncle walks in, giving you a nod of approval when Jamie can’t see. You ease up then, you had nothing to worry about, Jamie would win them over no problem.
-
Sapphire tears on my face
Sadness became my whole sky
But some guy said my aura's moonstone
Just 'cause he was high
The 6th ring had been a simple silver band given to her by the neighbor that claimed she was aphrodite reborn. They had talked 3 times before he gave her the ring and though it never actually counted as a proposal she claimed it did since he had said “I’ll get you the diamond when I prove to you we’re meant to be.”
He lost interest after 3 weeks, she didn’t mind.
You always used to wear the band when you wanted a good laugh, but as of recently you couldn’t find any humor in it as you left it in the box. You were beginning to lose energy for all happiness in general.
-
And we're dancin' all night
And you can try to change my mind
But you might have to wait in line
What's a girl gonna do?
A diamond's gotta shine
The seventh and final engagement ring had been given to her by a nervous accountant who acted like she had torn the stars from the sky. He was a shy and nervous man, blushed everytime she looked at him, but there had been a spark like no other. This would be the first ring she would accept with her future planned out, no way of living without him. This had been her lovematch.
It had been sapphire, her birthstone. She had worn it for three months.
You wore it the day you met his mistress.
-
The apartment was quite nice, and as you took a look around you couldn’t help the anxiety that built through you as she watched you from the couch.
“He told me he was leaving you.”
“Of course he did.”
“He said neither of you were happy.”
“Not anymore.” You smile, everything in you easing. “But it’s almost over.”
-
Best believe I'm still bejeweled
When I walk in the room
I can still make the whole place shimmer (shimmer)
And when I meet the band
They ask, "Do you have a man?"
The last and final ring in the collection hadn’t been an engagement ring, rather a wedding ring. Your grandmother had worn it since the day she got it to the day she died, passing it down to you. A simple pearl ring that stopped your breath short every time.
She wore it the day she gave birth to your mother, claiming it gave her strength. She wore it the day of your grandfather's funeral and your mothers as well.
You wore it the day of her funeral and had been saving it ever since. This would be the ring you wore the day you decided to leave him.
You waited up, your biggest mistake of it all since you already knew he wouldn’t be home for awhile.
He would claim it was the game, you would know the truth, he would not feel bad about lying to your face.
You twisted your grandmother's ring on your finger. It was time.
-
I can still say, "I don't remember"
Familiarity breeds contempt
Don't put me in the basement
When I want the penthouse of your heart
Diamonds in my eyes
I polish up real (nice), I polish up real nice
He proposed with a ruby ring, after years of waiting and it finally happened. You took the ring, kissed him softly and a week later you left a letter on the table explaining it all as you left. You took your clothes and jewelry with you, leaving the pain behind with him.
You were a fucking jewel, this he would not forget
- .
And we're dancin' all night
And you can try to change my mind
But you might have to wait in line
What's a girl gonna do? What's a girl gonna do?
I polish up nice
Best believe I'm still bejeweled
When I walk in the room
I can still make the whole place shimmer
You wore your grandmother's wedding pearl wedding ring on your left hand the day you gave birth, and on your right held the engagement ring Jamie had given you.
When your daughter was old enough you would show her your collection, telling her your grandmother's history all the way up to the ruby ring, where you would tell your own story, all the while wearing the ring you bought yourself, with the dahlia diamond.
You were a jewel, and just as your grandmother taught you…..never ever EVER let a man dull your shine.
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MDNI | 18+ | Keegan x reader
TW- some explicit language
“He’s developed a taste for you.”
I hate her.
I haven’t been the same since I laid my eyes on her, my mind instantly plagued. What gave her the right to come into my life, so unexpectedly with little to no time at all to prepare and cause such a fucking mess.
When I heard we were getting a new recruit, rumors circulated, per usual, but I never would’ve guessed that she would be the bane of my existence.
She was irresistible. Absolutely stunning. There were no imperfections about her, though I’ve searched far and wide to find them. Especially with the way her hair framed her sweet face and cascading down like a scenic waterfall, or even how her lips looked so soft and when she smiles, it was so full of life and—Fuck. Me.
Once again, I feel my chest tightening.
All I could think about was her and how tempting she is. Every muscle fiber vibrates with adoration and need. Those two put together awakened a dangerous beast within me, suffering from starvation. I don’t want just a bite. Oh no, I wanted to taste the whole damn feast, to savor on every flavor she had to offer. This was her fault.
My fists fly repeatedly with calculated precision into the battered punching bag as endorphins spike with blissful impact from each blow, gradually wearing on my knuckles.
Whenever the brewing tension began to weigh in, I would always find myself at the gym, pushing past my body’s limitations, merely attempting to distract myself from the ear-splitting and grotesque noises that reverberated through my head.
Just as I go to throw my final punch, another figment of her face comes to toy with my imagination and my fist slams into the vinyl, silencing the room with a boom.
But this time, it wasn’t my imagination. My neck swivels in the direction at the incoming sound of clapping. There she was, slowly applauding me.
“You’re quite the boxer, Sergeant. Makes me wonder if you went for the right profession.” She quips in her signature smile.
I shrug, stepping over to grab hold of my towel as beads of sweat trail down from my hairline. “Just here to pass the time.” I keep my answer short, masking my tone to be indifferent as I possibly could. But, of course, her presence alone reeled more out of me. “Why, are you trying to pick up on some private lessons?”
“Only if you’re offering.”
She knew exactly what she was doing. Her method was was subtle and intuitive. What she fails to understand is that I’ve kept my eye on her long enough to pick up on every peculiar detail about her. Y/N likes to put on a little facade for everyone — myself included — and I can’t cave into her intolerable games. Not yet at least.
“Maybe another time.” I reply as I pat the sweat from my forehead and throw the towel over my shoulder. My breathing finally levels out right before she asks,
“Is that a promise, Keegan?”
I bite the inside of my cheek when I hear my first name escape her mouth, knowing god damn well this is going to add on to the list of torment later.
“It’s a ‘Maybe another time.’” I strained with frustration billowing my tone.
I take note of the pressure on my teeth from clenching my jaw and swiftly begin to pack up my gym gear and stride out the door, leaving Y/N with nothing but a crumb.
Don’t worry, I’ll be sure that there will be a moment in time where we will have our chance. By then, I want her just as addicted to me as I am with her.
Nice try, Doll-face. But, not today...
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The gang with a reader who gets taken by the O’Driscolls. Also, I am very excited to find someone who writes for Red Dead! I love your writings! 💖
Omg thank you, getting this request made me so happy lol sorry it took A while to finally get to life’s been crazy I’m just gonna do how they react to the news and how they save you (only happy endings for our cowboys) if you want a more detailed version I’d be happy to write it 🤠
Not beta read
🍓The gang when the reader gets taken by the O’Driscolls🍓
Arthur,John,Sean,Hosea,Dutch
GN reader
See end for a/n
🍓Arthur Morgan
As soon as he hears the news he immediately thinks it’s his fault. How could he let someone get to you 
He starts to assume the worst “what if I’m too late.” or “it’s my fault I shouldn’t have left them alone.”
His next reaction is to go out and get you, not thinking about the consequences or what could happen to him. He just needs you to be ok
Hosea has to step in and be the voice of reason “you couldn’t have known Arthur, I know you love them but we can’t just go in there guns a-blazing we need a plan”
After they get you back the first thing Arthur does is hug you, being gentle just in case you were hurt.
“Arthur baby it’s ok I’m not gonna break.” “I know doll, just let me hold you for awhile.”
And you let him. You find yourself cradling his head in your hands and wiping away a few tears (ok it’s a lot of tears but you’re crying to)
“It’s ok Arthur I’m back I’m not going anywhere.” “Damn right you’re not you aren’t leaving without me every again”
And you’re ok with that
🍓John Marston
John doesn’t know what to do at first. He sits there in shock for a couple of minutes.
He probably would’ve stayed there longer is Arthur hadn’t snapped him outta it
“Hold what exactly happened” “I’m sorry John it was a job gone bad, we didn’t know they were waitin for us we were ambushed.” “Are they?” “Alive yes, we’ll get them back John I promise”
And get you back they did
I don’t think the others have seen John so focused on a job
“John you should probably get some sleep, and when was the last time you ate.” “I’m fine Dutch.” “Ok son, don’t worry we’ll get them back”
When they do get you back you can’t pull John off of you, literally like for the next three days they have to pull it off of you
Everyone just got tired of it and just decided leave him be, not that you mind
Everyone else might not know it but John has always been a cuddle bug it just took a traumatic event to show it publicly (but that’s neither here nor there)
“John, sweetheart I’m not going anywhere.” “And you won’t be for like….the rest of your life”
🍓Sean McGuire
Sean is heartbroken all he says and First is “oh” and walks off it’s not that he doesn’t care but it’s that he needs to process
Arthur fines him starring of into space with a lost look in his eyes, he and the rest of the boys have never seen Sean so effected by anything
The one who was always smiling and laughing and probably the loudest was a broken mess on the ground
“What happened out there Arthur.” “honestly I couldn’t tell ya Sean, we were walkin in town they said they needed to grab something from the store and all I heard was the scream before they got ‘em.“
“We’ll get her back Sean.” “We better, them O’Driscolls are going to feel all the pain they’ve felt and more”
They find you passed out, gaged, and tied up in a chair in the corner
You think you’re dreaming at first, the voice bringing you back to conciseness couldn’t be your Sean you struggle to try to open you’re eyes
You felt a hand on your face caressing your cheek you jerk trying to get it off
“Don’t fucking touch me you dirty bastard” “shhh, lass it’s ok it me you don’t have to fight anymore” “Sean?”
He holds you the hold ride back and them some. Trying to help you with the aftermath and trauma you most likely gained (unless ur built different) every time he gets up you hold on tighter
“What’s wrong?” “What if they take me again Sean? “Don’t worry love, you’ll never be taken away from me I promise”
And that a promise you can trust
🍓Hosea matthews
His calm and collected demeanor is gone, well not totally he still wants to get you out as soon as possible but also as safely
He goes into action mood, he moves so fast no one else has time to question or process
“Hosea let’s just think about this more a moment.” “I did think about it Dutch and getting them sooner is better than later.” “Now let’s just-“ “damnit Dutch I’m going to get them now it’s up to you if you wanna come with me or stay here”
The whole gang pitches in on this one because no one dares to say no to angry Hosea or get in his way
The gang works quick and quietly Hosea is all rage until he finally sees your face you only had a few bruises but he will worry that at camp he just wants to get you home
As soon as you have your arms around him you’re sobbing and pulling closer or as closer as you can possibly get
He’ll hold you close too and gives you what you need he rubbed circles on your back and tries to calm you don’t be let’s be honest he’s crying too
“Shh it’s alright love, I got you…that’s right deep breaths, can you do that for me baby c’mon breath with me” putting your hand in his chest so you can match his breaths
As You start to calm you can hear his praises “There you go love that’s it”
you look up to meet his eyes
“Hi.” “Hi love.” “Thanks for coming to get me.” “My dear i’d fallow you too the ends of the earth.”
🍓Dutch van der linde
The news hits Dutch the hardest
He starts to panic, he can’t lose someone to the O’Driscolls again
He starts pacing and muttering as he’s walking back and forth he starts to fidget with his hands
The gang hasn’t seen their leader like this it makes the rest of the group nervous too
 “Dutch if you keep that up you’ll start to run yourself into the ground.” “Huh?”
He hasn’t noticed the pacing what felt like seconds was actually minutes. 30 to be exact he decides it’s time to do something. Time for a great Dutch van der Linde speech
“All right gang as you know a tragedy that has struck today, we can sit here and think about the worse OR we can go out there and show those O’Driscolls what happens when they mess with us”
Of course everyone was with Dutch
When they found you the first thing Dutch did was grab you and lift you up in an tight embrace spinning you around
“Dutch baby.” “Yes dear?” “I can’t breath”
He immediately let you go well not totally but he let up a bit
You reach up to cradle his face in you hand to which he immediately lent into the touch . You wipe a tear from his face telling him how you’ll never leave him again to which his response is
“And I you”
🍓Hey everyone I’m so sorry if this absolutely sucked lol but I tried it’s been awhile since I posted or wrote anything but I wanted to put something out again sorry but this was not beta read so I apologize for the grammar and spelling errors, also thanks for all of the well wishes and I hope to start posting regularly again and finish everyone’s requests love you all-Rhys🍓
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Nobody Pt. 2
(C.Sturniolo X Reader)
Summary:
Chris and Y/N never seemed to get along, but sometimes help comes from the most unexpected places
Word Count: 577
TW: Cursing, SH (not in detail, but it is talked about), Blood, Violence, Hurt Comfort, Panic Attack, Crying, Nightmare, Not Edited
A/N: I hope the time jump isn’t too confusing, I figured y'all probably didn't want to read five paragraphs about her crying in her bed for hours.
-Madi <3
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As Nick stormed upstairs, I ran to Chris’s side. “Oh my god.. I’m so sorry, this is all my fault.” He looked disoriented, but he quickly shut down my apologies. Chris pushed me away, telling me to go find Nick. Once I made sure that Matt was staying with Chris, I ran upstairs banging on Nick’s locked door.
“Go away Y/N!” This can’t happen, I can’t lose Nick… I keep knocking, pleading with him to let me in. After what felt like an eternity the door swung open. My best friend stood in front of me, his face red and covered in tear tracks.
“How long Y/N?” I couldn’t even think of a response before he continued. “I know that you’re a virgin… so you either let my brother lie and say that y’all slept together for some reason, or you have been hiding a relationship behind my back!” The realization finally clicks… shit.
“Im so sorry…”
Think quick Y/N.
“We never meant to hide it for this long.”
Why can’t I just tell him the truth? Everyone would be happier if I did… but I can’t stand the thought of Nick looking at me like I’m some broken doll, fragile and lonely.
The door slams shut in my face, making me jump.
I can’t breathe.
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I barely hear my door creak open, not registering that someone entered until Chris is sitting in front of me. I don’t even know how long I’ve been curled up in my bed crying, but Chris seems to be patched up. A bruise has blossomed across his cheek, with a small cut in the center of the purple.
His hand reaches out to wipe a tear from my cheek. “I’m so sorry, I never meant to make things bad between you and Nick” He stared practically into my soul. “I just panicked, and I promised you that I wouldn’t tell… I can tell him the truth if you wa-”
I cut him off before he can continue. “I told him we had been secretly dating for a while…” he just stared at me. “He’ll get over it…I think, but I can’t stand it when he looks at me like I’m broken.”
Chris looks like he’s thinking for a second before he finally chooses to speak. “Ok… I’m staying in here tonight.” He responds before I have a chance to object. “I’ll sleep on the floor, but I'm sure as hell not leaving you alone right now."
With that, I rolled over and went to sleep.
“”“”“”“”“”
“You’re fucking pathetic!” Nick screamed in my face. “I can’t believe you thought me and my brothers liked you… we only tolerate you, because we don’t want to take the blame if you kill yourself.”
No.
“Maybe you should…”
Stop
“Everyone would be happier if you would just kill yourself”
STOPSTOPSTOPSTOP
STOP
I shoot up out of my bed.
I can’t breathe… I need some sort of relief.
I get up out of my bed, careful not to disturb Chris on the floor. I know I should wake someone up, but I don't want to bother anybody.
As I reach for the doorknob I feel arms wrap around my torso, holding my hands back from the door. I melt into Chris’s arms, slowly falling to the ground.
After a little while he picked me up, placing me gently in my bed. He climbed in next to me, and held me until we both fell asleep.
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@unbruisable
#madi makes things#madi writes things#chris sturniolo#chris sturniolo imagine#chris x reader#sh!reader#angst#hurt/comfort
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FORGOTTEN.
husband!nanami x wife!reader
wc:1.3K
contains: angst w/ nanami, afab!reader (she/her prns used), bit of fluff @ the end, slight mentions of drinking
a/n: this is my first fic so im sorry if its a bit... ass...... ya... LOL ermmm hope u enjoy <3
nanamii<3:
8:30. drinks, snacks, movie. You + me?
y/n:
is that even a question?? ofc baby :)
y/n:
dont be late, ill be waitinggggg
nanamii<3:
I wont be, I promise.
i set two glasses down on the coffee table, with the best wine set alongside them, a bowl of popcorn, and some candies i went and got earlier. everything looks perfect. oh- and lets not forget, our favorite movie, La La Land. he should be here any second now so i sit, waiting patiently, trying to contain my excitement.
8:45, phew, trafic must be bad. ill just shoot him a little text
y/n:
“hey sweetie, everything alright? miss u!!! got our movie ready for us!!!”
9:00, a sinking feeling settled in. maybe he's just running late, I thought, trying to hold on to hope.
the minutes dragged on, 9:30. 10:00
10:50.
i’m tired. i walk up to our room with trembling legs and my- already bad vision- is clouded teary, blurry eyes. half from the wine i’ve guzzled down, the other half from crying.
he promised. promised. he said he wouldn't be late and here i am, left with dissapointment. i crawl into my side of the bed sobbing, until sleep, finally overcomes me.
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meanwhile, nanami is rushing and rushing to get out and into his car, speeding to his wonderful wife.
"shit. shit shit shit" he mumbles looking at his watch which reads 11:30. "i got carried away with my work god she’s gonna be so disappointed. i promised i’d be home early today for our long-awaited date. drinks, extremely unhealthy snacks,but most importantly, her: the perfect time."
i race to the door and quickly unlock it. “sweetheart?” i call out. i walk in to see a wine glass spilled on our coffee table, her phone, and a black tv screen.
fuck.
shes been drinking.
i run my fingers through my hair, guilt just running through my veins. i loosen my tie and walk up to our shared bedroom, finding my beautiful wife curled up into our blankets.
“sweetheart, i am so so sorry-“
i pause as i notice the pillow stained with tears and her beautiful face, looking like she’s been crying. which makes me wanna cry. i look over at our clock. 3 hours. i hate to wake her but i need to see my baby.
“baby..?” i gently shake her awake and i hear her voice. breaking. i wrap my arms around her body.
“‘min..?” she says with sleep coating her words.
“yes sweetheart it’s me. look, i’m so sorry i just got caught up with-“
“just *hic* save it. don’t ’wanna hear it anymore nanami.”
she uses my full name.
“ baby please please i’m so so s-“
“‘said stop it. hic ‘don’t love me *hic* ‘don’t care about me. just get off me and *hic* stop.”
my heart drops. don’t care about her? how could she ever think something like that?
“ love you know i care about you okay? you’re just a bit tipsy and-“
“‘s always my fault isn’t it? *hic* how could i know you care when *hic* all you do is work work work.”
“don’t wanna be your *hic* wife anymore.”
what?
she doesn't.. what?
“stop it, don’t you dare say that” i respond with not only a breaking voice; but a breaking heart. she doesn’t mean it she’s just- tired. right? i mean, how could she?
right?
“tell me you don’t mean that doll, tell me now. baby please. please.” i say while peppering wet kisses on her damp cheeks. my voice is breaking and you could hear me on the verge of tears.
she doesn’t respond. why isn’t she talking. does she mean it? this is all my fault. i’ve been prioritizing work while my real priority has been slipping away from me?
i look over and she’s asleep. her beautiful eyes are closed and she’s breathing softly. i quickly get undressed and slide into bed with her.
there’s no way i can leave my baby alone in bed.
i wrap my arms around her, only for her to turn her back towards me and out of my touch.
she was awake.
tears threaten to fall from my eyes as i kiss her “i love you. so much baby.” and with that, i grab my stuff and walk out.
she’d probably want me on the couch anyways.
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fuck. my head is pounding and i feel like absolute shit. i sit up holding my head reaching my hand out to his side of the bed.
oh.
he isn't here.
whatever. didn't want him here anyways.
i think.
i step into our large bathroom and start a shower and as i’m rinsing the disappointment off my body, i almost miss the soft opening and shutting of a door.
was that in here? is that him?
he hasn’t said anything yet so neither will i. i turn the shower off and wrap myself with a towel and yank open the curtain shocked seeing him sitting on the toilet. waiting for me. i lock eyes with him.
mistake number 1.
he looks like shit.
eyes swollen and heavy with guilt, slight, no- very obvious red flush across his face, and tear-stained cheeks.
“baby please” is all he says when he rushes infront of me, blocking the exit.
ignoring his presence seems to be impossible.
“what do you want nanami” i say coldly, my gaze not daring to meet his.
“i am so sorry beautiful. i am so. sorry. there’s no excuse and no other way to express how sorry i am." he starts. "sorry can’t and won’t cut it. i love you and i do care about you. just so much. i’m so happy you’re in my life and i never regret marrying you, i only regret the mistakes i’ve made." he stops and takes a small breath. "you should be my number one priority. i’ve been terrible to you. i will do anything and everything for you.” he says desperately and tears streaming down his face. he’s crying. he’s sobbing actually trying to apologize. i finally look up at him with water-filled eyes.
before i can say anything, he pulls me in tight and is breaking down. “i-i’m so sorry sweetie i’m so so sorry-“ he can’t barely speak without sniffles. i’ve never seen him like this before. i wrap my arms around him and when i do he releases a sigh of relief.
“oh thank god” he says quickly before pulling me in even closer.
“did you mean it?” he asks, his voice quivering. “w-what you said las- night”
i take a second to think before answering. what’d i-
oh.
my heart drops.
“plea-please tell me you didn’t. r-right? you didn’t ’mean it?”
i look up at him, his lips are trembling and his face is red.
“no, i didn’t. i shouldn’t have said that. i’m sorry ‘min.”
“o-okay because if you did i- i wouldn’t know what to- to do. i’m sorry you can get changed n-now ill be waiting for you in the living room, okay love?”
“okay.” i whisper as i watch him turn around and shut the door.
i finally finish my post-shower duties and walk out of the bathroom.
is that.. apple pie im smelling or am i going crazy?
i must’ve taken forever because by the time i get out there, he’s knocked out. but he’s knocked out on a cute blanket laid across the floor with a box of my favorite donuts, a bottle of orange juice with 2 glasses, and-
an apple pie cinnamon candle buring away.
he set this all up as i was sleeping?
as if on cue, he slowly opens his eyes staring at me staring at him and the cutest set up ever.
i sniffle “did all this for- me?”
he stands up and softly grabs my hand to come sit with him, “of course doll. look”- he says grabbing the TV remote
“we can even watch our favorite movie.”
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If emilia had known all the manipulative and deceitful shit that echidna did to subaru in greed If and how fucked up subaru became under her influence, and how much Echidna despised everything about her and saw her as a useless, annoying naive doll, and eventually found out that Echidna was in fact so greedy and inhuman, do you think she would have changed her mind about Echidna and started to wary and disgusted by her? (Plus the talk of Beatrice waiting 400 years in Arc 4's Dream Castle would probably add fuel to the fire)
YES. absolutely. yes. itd be barely even a question, of course emilia would be wary of echidna and disgusted by echidnas actions if she (emilia) ever found this out. but im gonna explain why i think this🙏
we see some major instances of emilia standing up for herself—the biggest examples include her post arc 4 development, also her being mad about subaru calling her satella in arc 1, her arc 3 speech to the royal council (that was sadly glossed over in the anime but you can see it in the manga and its SUPER badass) and also her arc 3 fallout with subaru, etc etc. but the ones where she has more of a negative reaction, ie the arc 1 example and the arc 3 fallout with subaru—are particularly interesting to me.
the arc 1 example shows her standing up for herself with something that was done to her directly. subaru called her satella in public when shes already out there showing her face and being judged as she always is, but people arent usually so bold as to directly call her satella. its why she gets pissed—its a very personal insult, and its one that shes had to deal with for almost her entire life due to more factors out of her control (which is a reoccurring theme with her—shes rarely fully in control of many things in her life). this also is you know one of the examples where she DOES stand up for herself!!
but regarding the arc 3 fallout—yes, of course shes upset that subaru humiliated her at the royal selection when shes already bound to have a hard time because shes a half elf. of course shes upset that subaru broke his promise (especially when you remember her trauma with that), and of course shes upset because subaru absolutely looks like a massive liar right now (especially when you remember her trauma with that) and again, didnt keep his promise. but its interesting to note that emilia has this huge guilt complex regarding people being hurt because of her in some way (which isnt her fault at ALL but thats how it feels to her and this is how its often justified by perpetrators in universe!!). puck even tells her in memory snow that subaru keeps getting hurt because of her because puck is a shit father. so yes, emilia is upset that subarus hurt her, but so much of her dialogue in their arc 3 fallout is about how subaru got hurt because of her, and how she doesnt want subaru to be hurt anymore. a big part of why she leaves subaru then is because of that!! she was personally hurt, her trauma has been triggered by this too, shes been publicly humiliated on a deep level when shes already bound to struggle in the selection, and yet shes thinking more about subaru in this instance. that says so much about her.
and once you get to post arc 4 emilia in general—this is an emilia who is grown and is still struggling with her deepest insecurities but shes finally started to face them head on. of course shes gonna feel disgusted by what echidna did to subaru (and beatrice!!) if she ever found out—subaru and beatrice are very dear to emilia, and theyre the two people emilia is closest with thatve been affected by echidna the most.
i just think that on the scale of things echidna has done, emilia would care the least about how echidna feels about her specifically. not in the sense that emilia wouldnt care, because she does. she cares deeply about what others think of her and she always tries to be kind and nice and proper. she always tries to prove herself to others because she always has something to prove. shes the half devil, and shes someone whos often overshadowed both in universe and narratively.
echidnas feelings on her are only unique in its intensity and mystery—we see echidnas face scrunch up and she looks and sounds like shes going to cry when she admits in the anime that she hates emilia. we dont know why, only that this is the one and Only time we echidna with such negative emotions of this caliber? but echidna is probably far from the only person in the world to hate emilia and see her as useless and annoying and naive. and echidna is most definitely not the only person to hate emilia in the first place for various reasons.
emilia is extremely aware of just how many people despise her. how could she not when its connected to her appearance and existence? shes reminded of that like 90% of the time she steps outside. or when she thinks about other demihumans or about the fate of her own people. would it still sting for emilia to learn about the full depth of echidnas hatred? yeah, because like i said, echidna really has a personal vendetta against emilia, and also because this is all poking and prodding at the same core insecurities emilia has—that emilia is and will always be some useless doll thats paraded around. would it make emilia a little wary because echidna has a personal grudge? yes. of course. when theres a threat to emilia herself personally, that tends to extend for other people (such as her camp), so she unfortunately has to think about that. and of course emilia would probably also be wondering Why its so personal for echidna.
but emilia will IMMEDIATELY fixate more on the fact that echidna deeply hurt beatrice and subaru.
emilia is someone whos hated by the world, someone whos near constantly targeted unfairly in various ways—but she continually chooses to try and be kind and try to keep her courage and try to do the right thing even as shes completely terrified. shes deeply scared to hurt others due to her traumas and Various Experiences. she may not be entirely certain what love is, but she has felt it numerous times and loves her loved ones a lot. she cant fathom someone like echidna, who locked her own daughter in the library to wait for a person who isnt real just so echidna could watch and see what happens. echidna used her own daughter like some sick twisted lab experiment, and emilia would be even more deeply uncomfortable when you remember that she too was put in a princess room by her mother figure (which was well meaning and WAY different than beatrice of course, but im sure the room parallel would be Uncomfy anyway). and beatrice was waiting for 400 years too, emilias going to be so grief stricken and angry on beatrices behalf!!
and subaru's behalf too!! but let me go deeper into explaining greed if first.
when it comes to greed if, i dont like to entirely attribute everything to echidna here—mainly because i dont want to ignore subarus agency in all of this. subaru is the antithesis to someone like emilia or reinhard—subaru has infinite choices. hes choice itself. he can change in any direction and make whatever choices he wants and nothing can stop him once he sets his mind to something.
and greed if subaru continually makes decisions that makes him and everyone around him worse. he threatens felt and rom to leave the election to manipulate reinhard into joining him. he holds meili hostage in a cell to control elsa. characters like garfiel and ram understandably resent him for his manipulative bullshit. otto leaves because of it. emilia and beatrice’s mental health are completely and utterly destroyed because of his actions. yes, echidna is VERY MUCH to blame for how subaru ended up. he accepted her contract when he was vulnerable and at his lowest point, and now hes in this horribly toxic dependent relationship with her because shes the only one he can confide in. she helps him plan things, she helps him move things along. shes made him worse all this time, and while she plays a HUGE role in greed if for this reason, subaru continually makes the choice each and every single time to keep going down this path. he can try and turn around at any point, but he doesnt. hes a horrible person now, which i think should always be remembered in general for the vast majority of the ifs. he is a victim and a perpetrator at the same time. hes not innocent anymore—everyone is ultimately stuck under his control in greed if because he’ll just keep abusing rbd until he gets what he wants. no one whos near subaru has any free will here. echidna whispers in subarus ear and subaru chooses to listen to her and make more shit decisions.
is echidna guilty for essentially manipulating subaru into accepting her contract and becoming worse as a result? yes. is subaru guilty for doing all the things he did following accepting the contract? yes. these two things coexist. granted, i would still give echidna more of the responsibility for greed if of course, i just don't want to ignore what subarus been doing either hah.
but basically emilia finding out about all of this gets extremely complicated Very Fast.
to find out the full extent of the shit echidna does to subaru in greed if, emilia would have to know about rbd. and emilia finding out rbd is a whole other complicated subject on its own, but long story short, her guilt complex regarding hurting other people is gonna really FLARE UP. her worst fears have basically been confirmed with the existence of rbd because subaru has chosen time and time again to be involved with her, and being involved with her unfortunately means that he gets caught in the crossfire of ALL the things that keep trying to hurt emilia (which again isnt her fault and she has no control over any of this happening). so theres the double whammy of 1. emilia finds out rbd and 2. emilia finds out about greed if which brings whole other layer to this.
emilia is inevitably going to be horribly horribly guilty and In Despair over rbd. but then theres greed if, which shows echidna taking advantage of subaru for her own greed, subaru growing Worse because of echidna, and greed emilia also growing Worse in addition to everyone else involved in all of this. this is absolutely horrifying on multiple levels. OF COURSE shes also angry and grief stricken on subarus behalf—from her perspective, subaru has gotten hurt because of her and other people Repeatedly. she WILL blame herself for not doing enough (even though again, subaru and the people around them have made their own choices). she'll get angry and upset that subaru has even had to carry a burden like this alone, that hes been hurt so many times, and the fact that emilia herself is at the core of all of this. thats absolutely fucking terrifying. subaru has gone all this way for her. from her perspective—how can she possibly make up for all of this? she cant.
and then it gets even more terrifying because greed if subaru is a dark version of him that takes all his ugly traits and exerts control over everyone around him. hes miserable. hes horrifying. hes quite frankly an eldritch horror masquerading as this smiling mannequin version of natsuki subaru. and if emilias finding out about greed if, she has to find out about this other version of her thats all her worst traits amplified as well—shes a useless doll in the sense that greed if subaru removed emilias choices and did everything for her. hes the new puck to her, and puck was already a terrible parent by also exerting control over emilia in his own ways only to do horrible shit (see: destroying the whole world after she dies) behind her back. you know what that sounds like? subaru. and greed if subaru continues to enable this in emilia—hes responsible for her turning out this way and he continues to take care of her by doing everything for her because he now has this emilia that wants to bend to his every whim and follow everything he tells her to do. thats all she has left. subarus actions caused her to snap in this way because he never gave her a chance to actually flourish on her own. he never tried to help her rather than control her. and its why, in all her instability, she nearly freezes everything around her every time she gets angry and upset (see: her nearly having a breakdown after seeing subaru got hurt because of beatrice). greed if subaru has essentially gotten his "dream girl" in the worst way possible—emilia is now fully and completely dependent on him. she never had the chance to be otherwise.
its so incredibly clear when you read greed if that the moment emilia gets on the throne of lugunica, because she will, because subaru will absolutely make that happen, emilia will become a puppet ruler because shes too mentally unstable now to actually rule. because again, subarus made the choices for her this whole time, and it broke her.
greed if beatrice is also similar because really all subaru did was drag her kicking and screaming out of that burning mansion. yeah, from his perspective, what other choice did he have? he had to save beatrice. and theres no denying that greed if subaru has good intentions, but he has a hard time seeing and treating the others as people. theyre just like dolls that he has to drag around, and then he has this whole list of people that need saving, a whole quota he has to fulfill, so he drags them kicking and screaming along with him instead of talking to them as equals. as people.
greed if subaru is the subaru that keeps abusing rbd and going back in time over and over again, but not once is he actually using it to do something like, i dont know, wholeheartedly try to save beatrice by letting her make the choice to save herself like in canon main route arc 4. instead he just dooms her by never letting her choose and by never even trying to talk her out of it. or maybe he has, but he never understood how to do that in the right way. main route subaru figured it out by fully taking the time to understand her on a deep level and empathize with her. beatrice was the one to make the choice to save herself. greed if subarus had Infinite Tries and he never figured out how to actually save beatrice. mainbaru treated beatrice like her own person. greedbaru treats beatrice, and many other people, INCLUDING HIMSELF, like an object. he doesnt save them because he sincerely loves them, at this point. or maybe he does, but its not in a healthy way because hes just saving them because he has to. its an oligation, not a sincere desire to see them happy and safe and fulfilled in ways thats good for them.
and main emilia, i think, would Absolutely be horrified by herself. and i think shed pity greed emilia, but she'd also be disgusted. greed emilia is everything that emilia has hated about herself. greed emilia is the worst of her personified. but emilia would pity her. greed emilia has zero control over herself, her emotions, her own life. the two most important men in her life—puck and subaru—hurt her so deeply that shes just that far gone. and main emilia would be horrified by greed subaru of course, but i think shed be disgusted by all his manipulation. its sad and pathetic and Terrifying to watch. but of course its complicated.
and i hate the idea that emilia cant handle anything complicated (which tappei continues to push forward because hes fixated on making emilia "stupid" and "pure" and "innocent"), but while i think emilia would struggle to wrap her mind around all of this (because honestly who WOULDNT be struggling to do that with all of this shit aljsdlfjsdf), emilia would try her best. and she'd turn to echidna more because subaru wouldnt have turned out that way without echidnas influence. greed if subaru, after all, is still a victim. an imperfect victim, but still a victim, at the end of the day. but i think emilia would eventually have to reconcile that puck, while he did love her, wasnt the best (AT LEAST more than what she already kinda did in arc 4, because she doesnt know the full extent). he was far from it. he failed her in a lot of ways. hes hurt a lot of people. and emilia would have to know that subaru is capable of doing these horrible things too, but the subaru she knows and loves now is far different. shes sorry that hes had to deal with all of this alone. she'd be deeply sorry for greed if subaru, even. these things have nuances and i fully believe emilia will be able to understand even if it takes her some time to do so (because again—WHO WOULDNT feel complicated feelings about this??).
its like how subaru continually forgives the people around him for things theyve done in other timelines—theyre not the same people in the main timeline now. emilia would recognize that, because she herself is someone who sees the ugliness of the world, someone whos experienced it, and someone who wants to reject it all and try her best to choose kindness and love. and she knows that shes capable of that same ugliness too (see: greed if emilia) (see: her killing pandora numerous times after pandora tore apart her family and home) (see: her doing the arc 3 fallout with subaru) (see: her accidentally hurting others in frozen bonds) (see: her accidentally freezing her people) (see: her lowest points in arc 4). but—isn't that part of being human?
i do think that despite everything, emilia would pity echidna a bit. echidna, who deeply loathes her but is driven to tears over it for Unknown Reasons. of course that wont stop emilia from being disgusted by echidnas actions though.
yeah so anyway tldr: emilia deserves to go absolutely feral because i absolutely think she would go apeshit on echidna if she found out about what echidna did to beatrice and subaru. shes fully capable of it and we've seen her go feral multiple times okay. the moment she finds out about her loved ones being hurt shes gonna be like cradling them gently to her chest and then she turns around and goes feral on whoever hurt them 😭 it is SO over for echidna. (AND GREEDBARU, if emilia had the chance to.)
#rezero#emilia#echidna#natsuki subaru#beatrice#ask#I FEEL VERY PASSIONATELY ABOUT EMILIA LSJDFL hope you enjoyed the detailed response anon haah#ty for the ask its a very good question <3#greed if#also i hope whoevers reading this understands my stance on greedbaru ok. thats my stance on any ifbaru too like i have SO MUCH sympathy for#them but also theyve all done terrible things and the vast majority of them are terrible people now :(( there are so many nuances here ok.
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i will request 1. harry driving while y/n gives head 🫶🏻 and harry doesn’t realize how fast he’s going bc it feels so good. 🫶🏻 and y/n is deep throating him and he pulls on her hair while praising her 🫶🏻 maybe thrusts up into her mouth and begs her to let him cum 🫶🏻
“Oh shit…”
Harry’s hand is resting loosely atop Y/N’s head, taking great care not to ruin the hairstyle she spent so long shaping this morning (so long that it had made them late for his business brunch, but that’s not a big deal). The last thing he wanted was to make her upset, already able to hear her dissatisfied high-pitch whine of, ”Harryyyy…” that she does when she’s not too happy with him. He looks down at her just long enough to confirm that yes, this is really happening–his girlfriend is really sucking him off while he drives and it feels so good and he could cum already–
Harry’s broken out of his thoughts by the sound of a loud pop!--it’s Y/N pulling off of him to look at him with a quiet scowl. “Keep your eyes on the road, mister! You promised you’d still be a safe driver if we did this.”
“How can you blame me with a mouth like tha-”
Harry’s sentence is cut short by Y/N reattaching her mouth to his thick, hard length, letting out a rather loud hum of pleasure. It sends vibrations from the head of Harry’s cock to the tips of his toes, and it feels quite nice. It takes everything in Harry not to throw his head back and squeeze his eyes shut tightly.
“Nice?”
“Yeah, yeah. S’nice, real nice,” Harry’s a breathless, babbling mess. His left hand is resting limply on the steering wheel and his right hand is still atop Y/N’s head (now starting to mess her hair up a bit). She takes him deeper without prelude, causing Harry to let out a deep groan. “You’re so bloody good at that, doll. Just like that, yeah? Keep takin’ me so well. Such a good lil’ pet for me all the time. Lucked out, didn’t I?”
Harry’s praises and dirty talk just encourages Y/N to take him even deeper, ignoring the spit and precum running down her chin and getting the front of her pretty sundress all wet and filthy. Y/N pulls off Harry’s cock once again and licks a stripe up the long prominent vein on the side, fondling his balls in the process.
“Fuck! Put me back in, love. Take me nice and deep, please let me cum, doll.” Harry’s desperate and doesn’t care to hide it at this point and since he asked so nicely, why would Y/N deny him?
She swiftly takes him back down her throat and works twice as hard as before to get her boyfriend there. He’s fighting to keep his eyes open and on the road while simultaneously begging his girlfriend to let him cum. When she starts moving her hand to stimulate what she can’t fit in her mouth, that’s when Harry feels the balloon in his belly burst.
“I’m there, love. M’gonna cum–”
Y/N doesn’t pull off, so Harry gives her an apologetic whimper before releasing his load in her mouth and coating her throat with the taste of him–and slamming down on the gas in the process.
“Harry! You almost rear-ended that car!”
“It’s not my fault! Can you really blame me?”
location based smut prompts
#harry styles#harry styles smut#harry concept#harry blurb#harry styles fluff#harry styles imagine#harry styles fic#harry styles fanfiction#👀#request more!!
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ok I'm the older sister lottie anon I specifically would love headcanons, a blurb, or some combination of both if possible? (like a short blurb or maybe even a drabble, and like a little list of headcanons)
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Older sister Lottie x Reader (thank you for being specific <3)
Lottie was so lonely before you were born, your parents never really were around to care about her, both of your parents were constantly working and would compensate their love by giving Lottie gifts or hiring a nanny to distract her, taking her to parks, movie theatres, anything that would keep her occupied from them. They thought a close friends would be what lottie needed when she started showing symptoms of her schizophrenia she started begging for someone her age to have around at the same time so they settled and had you.
This meant you were put on the back burner as well but Lottie refused to let you feel abandoned. So she basically became your mother figure, you were her baby and she wanted the best for you.
She insisted she help feed and clean you even when your mom could do it herself (your mom was grateful).
She treated you like her little doll, she loved playing dress up and doing your hair.
You were her best friend (and still are)
Tries not to hover but definitely will, “who are you going with again?” “No, you’re not allowed to be around them.😒 “Why??" “Because they're losers!” “you've met them once 🙄" "I know enough y/n" 😒
"I told you, you're not allowed to get this high." "but I feel good Lots 😙” “No we're going home, NOW." you grumble about how much of a party pooper she is as you stumble out the door, she just rolls her eyes.
Will never end a conversation without saying I love you first.
Pretty strict only because she wants the best for you
Is heartbroken whenever you get upset especially if it was her fault, is good at comforting you emotionally but will pay her way to make you feel better too (got it from your parents).
“It's not even your money lots!” “It counts, just tell me what you’d like please!!”
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Birds chirped outside of your window, You hear your door open followed by your light pouring in from your curtains. “hmm no.” Lottie ignored you walking to your bedside “hey.. y/n” you grumble turning away from her. “y/n you gotta wake up it’s your first day of school.” lottie whispered, “fuck no.” you groan cursing Lottie inside your head. She brushes off your protests shaking your shoulder “I know you don’t wanna go, but you have to.”
your sister was aware of how worried the new semester is making you, she understood that fear but you disregarded her words, huffing “I thought dad was gonna take me” you mumbled under the duvet. “No, sorry it’s just me.” she said sounding hurt, guilt coarsed through you, “don’t be you’re better” you replied with a smile, one eye blinking open peeking from under your sheets.
You sat up, silence filling the room. “Hey, what’s the deal?” she muttered. You began to sweat, body shaking. “I’m not ready for this year” you sighed, tears welling in your eyes, A sob bubbled up from your chest Lottie’s eyes softened, “awe “y/n..” Pulling you into her arms she hushes you. “It's going to be a good year, i promise” running her fingers through your hair, “I know you’ve been feeling a bit anxious, but just know I got your back ok?” pushing you away and wiping your tears, you out a watery laugh “thank you Lots.” your head slots back into her shoulder, she hums and rubs your back. “I love you y/n.” she whispered. “I love you too.”
#yellowjackets x reader#yellowjackets#yellowjackets headcanons#yellowjackets imagine#yellowjackets blurbs#lottie matthews#lottie matthews headcanons#lottie matthews x reader#lottie matthews imagine#lottie matthews blurbs#nat scatorccio
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Stand By Your Man (Negan/Reader)
Chapter Eight - Lipstick.
His expression was already telling you everything you needed to know. Rage wasn’t enough as a word to express what he was feeling at that moment.
You moved your body to let him in your room, with the silence still surrounding both of you.
You know he was waiting for you to say something, even a noise could have been a good start. But nothing was coming out of your mouth. You thought that whatever you could say in the moment would have made him explode of anger.
Even if Negan would never hurt you, he was still angry and, after what happened with Sherry, you weren’t feeling strong enough to handle him.
“So?” It was Negan that decided to break the silence between you. You knew the tone of his voice wasn’t promising anything good.
You closed the door behind you, sitting on the bed to have a full vision of him, who was standing in front of you. Lucille was always over his shoulder.
“You probably know everything already thanks to Simon. So what’s the point of me explaining to you what happened?”
He could feel the exhaustion from you by just hearing your voice. But still, he needed to know what Sherry told you. If she told you the same he told you this morning, if you thought if she was right that he could be a death sentence for your life.
“Don’t try to fuck with me, doll. You better speak.”
You had no choice but to speak. “This morning Sherry came to me and literally cried about your behavior towards her and all the wives together.”
Negan understood it was the same bullshit she told him earlier. It was funny for him to see how Sherry always put his other wives in this conversation, but they never seemed to complain about his absence. In fact, they looked happier now that they had the freedom and the protection they always craved, without selling something of theirs.
So the problem was all around Sherry.
“And?” His tone was still angry and you could feel your entire face warming up. You were trying your best to not cry in front of him.
“She asked me if I could talk to you about not removing them from their status, but she also said that I could try to avoid you…so in this way you could go back to them.”
He ran his hand through his hair, clearly more pissed than before. “Don’t tell me that your stupid ass got moved from this bullshit. Don’t tell me that you actually thought about avoiding me because of her.”
Your eyes started to feel warm and watery; you were crying. It wasn’t because Negan called you stupid, but because you thought you had no chance but avoiding him to “save” Sherry from a certain death.
“Even if I wanted to, I cannot avoid you. I don’t want to.”
You were looking at the floor, your shoes, everything that was there just to not let Negan see your tears. You were disappointed with yourself, for not talking with him and already thinking what to do.
You could feel his hand under your chin, enough to find yourself face to face with him.
You saw how his expression became softer when he realized you were crying, not thinking how his angry tone could have this impact over you.
His thumb caressed your warm cheek, wiping away the little tears.
“I’m sorry, doll.” He said softly, “I didn’t want to make you cry.”
You found yourself staring into his eyes for a while before speaking again. “It’s not your fault, I’m sorry that I didn’t come to you and talk about it. I cried before too because I thought I had to say goodbye to our…friendship. And I didn’t want to.”
He sat next to you on the bed, putting Lucille safe in a random corner of the room. “Did she say anything more?”
You laid down behind him, making enough space for both of you. “No, she didn’t say anything more.”
You decided to not tell Negan what Sherry actually said about him, how she called him a monster and that she was saving you from him. You knew that if he discovered that, then Sherry would have seen Dwight six feet underground.
“Alright, doll.” He was about to stand up and leave, until you grabbed him by the hem of his jacket.
“Lay down next to me, please.”
Even if the bed wasn’t made for you, Negan didn’t say anything about it. He removed his jacket, placing it on the chair, and laid down next to you.
You both didn’t say anything, just staring into each other’s eyes for a while. You liked how you and him could stay hours in silence without making it uncomfortable. You knew how much you wanted every single day of the Apocalypse to be like this one.
“I don’t want to lose you.”
You opened your mouth slightly, letting a not noisy gasp escape your mouth. For the first time Negan decided to be vulnerable, and it happened with you.
You don’t know what you felt in that moment, you simply understood it was a feeling you never experienced.
Maybe it was too early to say that, but in a world where you could die at any moment, time didn’t matter anymore.
“I don’t want to lose you either, Negan.”
Something had to hit Negan from the inside because he decided to break eye contact with you.
“You better rest, doll. Tomorrow is gonna be a fucking long day outside and I don’t want you to feel tired for the entire exploration.”
“Why don’t you rest with me?” You asked innocently.
Negan laughed at your request. “Is it your way to say that you miss sleeping with the big old wolf Negan?”
You rolled your eyes and laughed. “Don’t give yourself too much credit now.”
“You’re the one who is giving them all to me, doll.”
After that night, things went back to normal with Negan. You started to visit him almost every night, talking about whatever you wanted to talk about at that moment. It was thanks to this that you discovered more about his dead wife, Lucille, her illness and his journey before the Sanctuary.
You felt out of the character when you told him about your “previous life”. He wasn’t surprised when you told him that you isolated yourself to reach a career that got destroyed anyway because of the Apocalypse.
You still remembered Negan’s answer to it. “Life can be fucking unfair, doll.”
You also explained to him that you didn’t mind staying alone, surviving on your own for this entire time. You could see people exposing their real nature because no law could stop them. There was a scary freedom that everybody was taking advantage of, including Negan.
You wanted to see the good side of him, the one that sometimes he lets out, like the night he agreed to sleep with you and told you that he didn’t want to lose you. You were giving him a chance.
That evening you thought it was going to be like the previous ones, but it wasn’t like that; everything escalated thanks to something you have found in the morning outside.
You opened the door of Negan’s room, not caring to knock anymore. He was wearing his usual glasses and a book was in his hand. He glanced over you when you entered.
“Are you taking the fucking habit to not knock anymore?” He said ironically, while putting down the book on the table.
He was sitting on his couch, waiting for you to join him.
“Well, Simon does the same thing and you don’t say anything.”
“Just because Simon does it, it doesn’t mean it’s right to do.”
You puffed away at his answer, sitting next to him on the couch. “The times where you were a professor are gone now, you don’t have to teach me manners, you know?”
He laughed and smiled. “I think quite the opposite, doll. Sometimes I need to teach you some fucking manners.”
You blushed at the idea of what kind of manners he was referring to, so you decided to change the topic. “Do you want to see what I found this morning?”
“What’cha got?” He said curiously.
“Well, today me and Simon passed an old abandoned shop and after me complaining because I wanted to go inside and spending a bit of time by looking around, I found this,” you pulled the little object out from its tiny box and put it in front of Negan’s face, “it’s a brand new red lipstick! Can you believe it?”
Negan felt for a second his pants getting tight around him. The idea of you wearing it flashed in his mind and he couldn’t deny to himself that he liked the picture. He was into so much stuff, and the messy lipstick on your face was definitely one of them.
“When are you gonna wear it?”
He didn’t know how to escape the conversation, he was just feeling the picture on his mind was becoming insistent.
“I don’t know, I didn’t even try it on.” You looked at it before an idea popped up in your mind. “Why don’t you put it on me? So you can be the judge and see if it looks good or not.”
He knew already that it looked fucking good on you, but decided to not say anything. He took the lipstick from your hands gently and opened it. It was a deep red and now the fantasy in his mind became stronger.
He decided to take the strength to not let his lust control his body and his reaction. He started to put the lipstick on your pretty lips, being careful enough to not fucking up everything.
You were staring into his eyes, looking how much he was being focused. You wanted to smile so bad.
“Here you are, doll.” When he was finally done, the action of licking his lower lip and then smiling was completely natural.
“So? How do I look?” You finally smiled at him.
“You look fucking amazing.”
You could feel your heart almost exploding in your chest. You didn’t have the time to say anything when Negan pulled you closer to him with his hands on your waist and kissed you.
You could feel his lips devouring yours, while his tongue slipped into your mouth searching for yours. You put your arms around his neck, trying to pull Negan even closer than he was before. You were on his lap, desperately kissing him.
Little noises escaped your mouth and this had as a consequence Negan squeezing your waist even more.
Even if your body needed that - and needed even more - you know what you were doing was wrong. With some difficulty, you were the first one to break the kiss.
As you tried to gain some air in your lungs again, you also tried to speak. “I’m sorry一I think I need to go.”
“Where are you trying to go?” Negan stood up and tried to stop you from running away, but it was too late.
You left his room running away, leaving Negan all alone and confused for what happened. He didn’t know if he needed to blame himself for something you clearly both wanted.
As he passed a hand over his lips, he could feel the red lipstick over them. He groaned again, unsure at what he needed to do with you now.
You ran in the corridor so much that at some point you needed a wall to support your entire body. Your legs were feeling too weak because of that kiss and you had to feel already grateful for running away.
You couldn’t believe what happened moments ago: you kissed Negan and you actually liked it. For a moment you wished he chased you down the corridor, but Negan was still Negan and he never chased for a matter like this.
You didn’t care if someone could have seen you with red lipstick messed up all over your face, you were stuck again.
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How will S and M brothers react if Yui is their girlfriend and a boy at school is secretly kissing Yui forcely. And Yui is begging him to stop because Yui has a boyfriend and doesn't want to see her like this?
"Hey! She told you she had a boyfriend, so back away, okay? I could end you in an instant. Don’t touch what’s mine."
"Absolute disheartening behavior! Do you wish to be punished, expelled, or worse? I could do things to you that would make you regret the day you were born!"
"What the hell?! Oi, get the fuck away from her!"
[Punches the guy unconscious]
"And you?! I told you to stay close to me, especially when we’re going out! It’s your fault! Let’s go home, you take a shower and wash his scent off of you! I’m super pissed at you right now!"
"How dare you… HOW DARE YOU! MY PRECIOUS DOLL! MY PREY ONLY!"
[Kills the guy by pushing him]
"HOW DARE YOU BETRAYING ME, YUI-SAN?! YOU SAID YOU’D ALWAYS BE MINE AND MINE ONLY! HOW COULD YOU LET YOURSELF GET KISSED BY THAT MAN?! YOU COULDN’T RUN?! DON’T MAKE UP EXCUSES… uwaaah… let’s go home already…"
"Not my Yui-Chan…"
[Grabs the guy by the hand and pushes him away]
"There was a time I would have enjoyed watching this… but not when I’m in love. This is my Yui-Chan, and I won’t let anyone steal her away from me. Yui-Chan, be careful and stick to me when we’re outside."
"The hell?!"
[Punches the guy hard, he falls unconscious]
"Why was this guy kissing you?! Huh?! He forced… the son of…"
[Kicks the guy]
"Are you okay? He won’t touch you again, I promise. I’m sorry I wasn’t there."
"… Such misbehavior should be corrected immediately."
[Grabs the guy and punches the near wall who cracks a bit]
"You stray, what where you doing to her? Confess, now. That girl, is mine. If you touch what’s mine one more time, what happened to this wall will happen to your face."
[The guy runs away]
"And you… you have no excuse from this. No anemia, nothing. You aren’t supposed to be looked at, touched, or even approached by someone else than me. You are supposed to stay by my side by all means, not to stray away. You hold a part of responsibility for this. I’ll punish you at home."
"No! Hey! You! Do you even know who you’re messing with?! You’re attacking a girl in an empty classroom?! You know I could just film this and post it on social medias and with my number of followers, you’ll be done!"
[The guy goes away]
"Why didn’t you stay with me or came to me directly?! Don’t apologize! You like this?! I can’t stand the sight of someone else… haaah. Sorry, I calmed down. Come on, let’s go home."
"The hell! Who the fuck do ya think y’are?!"
[Yuma punches the guy]
"That’s my girlfriend yer attacking, ya idiot! And ya, why the hell are ya so weak?! Ya need t’learn t’defend yerself! Tch, c’mon, I got sick of this place. Let’s go."
"No… stay away from my Eve!"
[Azusa shields you]
"I’m her boyfriend and if you touch her again, I’ll kill you!"
[Azusa takes you by the hand and runs with you]
"I’m sorry I’m not strong enough, Eve. Are you okay?"
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anything with lily!!!
At four, Lily looks quite a lot like Esther did, though Esther has their mother's blue eyes, while Lily's are her father's hazel, and one of Lenny's very favorite things is to watch the kids together.
It'd be easy, with the big age gap between Lily and her siblings, for the older kids to ignore her, but they never, ever do. Sure, Ethan (15 and making noises about dating), Kitty (14 and starting to get way too fucking smart) and Esther (eleven, and as outspoken as ever), have their their own things going. Baseball practice and the school paper and orchestra rehearsals, but when they're home, Lily is their favorite person.
On Sunday nights, they watch the Wonderful World of Disney together, and takeout, Ethan old enough to be in charge when Midge and Lenny have work. After dinner, they all sprawl out with their homework on the living room floor and play music while they work, and Lily plays with her dolls, pulling her siblings into the narrative every so often.
They've loosened up at family dinners, too, though Joel, Moishe and Abe are still not in favor of having all the kids sit with the grown-ups, but Lenny loves it. Especially because Lan is there, too, and the kids are all goofy and weird and snappy and clever.
"We should get a boat," Lan tells all of them. "Lenny and Ethan fishes and we can swim!"
"You're not swimming in the Hudson," Abe tells the seven-year-old. "We don't know what's in the Hudson."
"Probably a lot of people your grandparents didn't like very much," Ethan jokes.
Mei laughs, startled, while Joel narrows his eyes at his oldest son.
"You gotta?" he asks.
"It was a good joke," Ethan argues.
Joel rolls his eyes and turns to Midge. "You got anything to say to your son?"
"Oh, so when he makes wildly inappropriate jokes about mafia hits, it's my fault?" Midge asks.
Joel nods. "Yes."
Midge nods back. "Actually, that's fair. Ethan. Not at the dinner table. Save it for dessert."
"Sure, Ma."
"Real nice," Joel grumbles.
Lily giggles, though everyone knows she's too young to understand exactly what she's laughing at.
"Oh, is something funny?" Noah asks his little niece, reaching out to tickle her. "I'll give you something funny."
Lily giggles and squirms, and Astrid laughs, while Chaim (eight and too smart) reaches out to help with the tickling.
"Not too much, she'll throw up," Rose warns, looking mildly amused at the spectacle.
"Yes, let's not end the night with vomit," Midge agrees.
"This is why the children should eat in the kitchen," Abe grumbles.
"The kitchen in our apartment isn't big enough for all six kids to eat comfortably without one of them sitting on the counter," Lenny tells him. "And this is too much fun."
"Sure. Fun," Joel grumbles.
"Cheer up, Joely," Shirley tells her son, patting his hand. "These dinners aren't half as horrible as they were when you and Midge first separated."
"And nothing ever will be," Moishe agrees. "And it's...not so bad having all the kids around. God knows Esther holds her when in a debate."
Esther smiles proudly, and Lenny knows that she'll make a hell of a lawyer one of these days. He nudges her and grins with pride. "Lookit you, impressing the hardasses at the table."
Esther giggles and shoves at his face as he ruffles her hair.
Kitty beams happily and rests her head on Midge's shoulder. "I like eating with everybody. It feels nice."
Midge strokes her hair away from her face and kisses her temple. "Well I like having you all around the table."
"Where's Auntie Susie?" Lily asks, now perched on her uncle's knee and eating some of the leftover rice on his plate.
"Auntie Susie had to go to one of her client's gigs tonight," Midge explains. "But she said to eat an extra apple tart for her for dessert."
Lily's eyes go wide with excitement. "Two apple tarts?"
"Oh, she'll definitely throw up from two," Astrid chimes in.
"We'll split a second one, kiddo," Noah promises. "And then we'll look at the big plant book Papa Abe got you for Hanukkah."
"Flower book!" Lily squeaks happily.
"Midge, you gave birth to a nerd," Joel teases.
"The best nerd," Midge beams, glancing at Lenny.
He grins back and steals one of Esther's carrots, getting him whacked in the arm, making him and the rest of the able laugh.
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