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love-belle · 1 month

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every dead end street led you straight to me !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which no one knows how they're both each other's daylight.

for when you find the one you were meant to find all along. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // f1 drivers x platonic!driver!fem!reader // milo manheim x fem!reader

warnings - language

author's note - i am SO sorry for leaving u all but i had my finals going on and now i am DONE with school i just have my college entrance exams left and then im free free FREEEEEE !!!! i love u all sm thank you <333 i hope u like this !!

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edit : he says it's baby MAN i disagree ☝️‼️

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vampmorgue · 11 months

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐧

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤!𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 & 𝐉𝐉 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

📖 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒: 18+, she/her pronouns, pogue! reader, routeledge! reader, jj is readers ex boyfriend, some backstory, some fluff but lots of angst, dark themes, toxic relationship, trauma bond, love bombing, language, dark!rafe and him being toxic, mentions of drug use, addiction, abusive behavior, choking, smoking, weapon: gun use, violence, blood, fighting, and jj being protective of reader.

📑 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 5.1k

🦇 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: if you or someone you know are in a similar situation, please don’t hesitate and ask for help. my dm’s are open if anyone needs to talk. ♡︎

©𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃: 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞, 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩/𝐰𝐞𝐛𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞.

You definitely had a type. JJ was your ex-boyfriend, and he was impulsive and would get into trouble but stayed caring, protective, and loving at the end of the day. He made you the happiest when he could. You two dated for a year after knowing each other for years growing up but broke it off due to the right person, wrong timing type of thing. You wanted JJ to focus on himself as he was losing himself for a while, and you were growing distant from each other but remained friends.

As your older brother, John B. got more involved with Sarah Cameron and brought her into the group, you soon heard about her older brother, Rafe, and the stories about him, and trouble always seemed to attract you.

From the day you saw Rafe Cameron, you were intrigued by his presence, but not as much as he was with yours.

You were a Pogue, something Rafe hated, but whenever Sarah brought you over, he didn't mind it as much, almost like it never mattered in the first place. You would notice the way Rafe would be eyeing you up and down, but not notice that he would be finding excuses to talk to Sarah just to see you in the same room, and then later at night, his mind would be going crazy over you.

When you first revealed your interest in Rafe to Kie, she scolded you like you had done something bad and told Sarah; Sarah didn’t mind it but did warn you that her older brother was not the best guy to be going after. When JJ found out about it, he was shocked and unhappy that you found interest in a Kook and was more unhappy you chose Rafe Cameron out of all people. JJ made it clear to you that he moved on from the break up to not come across as jealous or anything else and said you could do better than Rafe Cameron, along with everyone else agreeing.

"Look, I just think you should keep your options open, that's all." JJ comments, hoping your brother could at least convince you as well.

With your dad being gone, John B had stepped in to protect you as your older brother, and he hated the idea of you liking Rafe.

“Don’t you dare go to that Kook party where he is!” John B chases you out the front porch as you giggle, “Sarah! Back me up on this!”

“I’ve tried, John B!” Sarah scared to intervene, "The least we could do is watch over her at the party plus, we can have a little fun?"

"Fine," John B sighs at the idea, running his hands across his face.

You weren’t someone who liked listening to others about what they had to say, especially in your life. So as a result of that, during the party at Tannyhill, after a couple of shots, you went after Rafe, which caught him by surprise, but he liked it anyway.

“Y'know, I had my eye on you for a while,” Rafe smirks, drinking from his solo cup.

John B. saw the whole thing, which angered him, but at that point gave up. “I feel like I’m raising a rebellious teenager,"

“I think you’d be considered one as well, from the things you get involved in.” Sarah jokes.

From that day forward, Rafe had you wrapped around his finger. The more you started getting involved with him, the more your friends weren't liking it and made it known.

“Oh, god, you want to be like your brother and date a Kook now?” Pope asks, with JJ and Kie waiting for your response. "I mean, seriously, what is it with you Routledges' and Kooks these days.”

“You guys like Sarah now,” you mention, “so maybe you’ll like Rafe too.”

“Ha!” JJ scoffs, shaking his head.

“I doubt that Y/N but you do you.” Kie shrugs.

“Yeah, I will,

And you kept your word, but little did they know, Rafe had also persuaded you so you could be together.

"Listen, you and I were meant to cross paths," Rafe tells you in an optimistic tone, "so let them talk,"

Three months into your relationship with Rafe, he was the sweetest boyfriend, at first. From the dates to spoiling you, him making you feel like his whole world, and making it clear to everyone that you were his. The Pogues accepted your happiness but didn’t accept Rafe; they couldn't do it when they saw how he would treat other people. He was the complete opposite of his sister, Sarah.

Now six months into the relationship, you were aware of his addiction and had mentioned your concern about it to him before, but you didn’t want to be that kind of controlling girlfriend or anything. You also didn’t want to let your friends and brother know about it because you knew they would try to get you out of the relationship with him but you didn’t want that because you cared about Rafe. You let Rafe live his life and for a while, he got better after realizing how much he was scaring you, and the sight of coke making you uncomfortable. He would smoke weed instead, which you were completely fine with since you did the same.

But then Rafe would relapse as coke was more of his thing.

Your boyfriend soon revealed another side of himself on nights when you were with him, a darkening aura surrounding him as his eyes grew more hostile. You knew he was high by the size of his pupils, and how he was getting stressed out about the things going on in his life, especially with the pressure his father was putting on him. There would be times when he took out his anger on you by shouting at you or just snapping out of nowhere by throwing things around or punching walls. Every second of those bad nights was like torture so being with him started to drain you physically and mentally as time went on, you were now in his control of what you could wear, say, or do in front of him. Every morning, you’d wake up to an anxious feeling in your stomach because of Rafe, which could’ve been your sign to leave him, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do so. It was moments like this, that made you rethink your life decisions if you had never broken up with JJ, would you be in this position? Were you longing for JJ or the right treatment that you weren't getting from Rafe? Unfortunately, you grew too attached to Rafe just like he was to you. You felt dependent on him, and you grew a fear of not being able to do anything without him or his approval but maybe one day the bond would break, right?

Every time you and Rafe argued, no one was around because Rafe wanted your relationship to look perfect to others, though it was the complete opposite, he always told you to put on a happy face.

You barely saw your friends anymore because of him not trusting them but Rafe barely trusted anyone, especially Pogues.

The Pogues were missing your company, so whenever your brother mentioned them coming over, you’d ask him if he could drive you over to Rafe’s or you would text Rafe to come get you because that’s how much afraid you were of your boyfriend; you were scared of him finding out somehow that you were in the presence of your ex JJ, though you weren’t doing anything wrong or planned on it. Whenever they’d ask about you, John B’s answer was always "Rafe", so they stopped asking but JJ thought that it was weird how the only time you were home was when everyone, except your brother, was gone, and if they slept over then you’d spend the night with Rafe— which he never said no to.

Even though your friends didn’t know the full story yet, they knew something was wrong when you were Rafe’s date to midsummers— you were the youngest in the group, so they all felt protective towards you, especially JJ. Though you looked beautiful, you didn’t look happy to be there, especially next to Rafe. They had tried to talk to you, but Rafe had his arm wrapped around your waist the whole night basically and kept giving death glares to your Pogue friends. When you made eye contact with JJ, he could tell in your eyes you had this sense of hope; he didn't know what it was but he tried to approach you because he knew in his gut something wasn’t right and said if Rafe started something then he'd finish it, but Kie convinced him to not cause a scene, and JJ was mad at John B for not looking out enough for you, his little sister.

“JJ! I’m not gonna go to fucking jail if something happened because if I did, then who's going to be looking after her, huh?!” John B argues.

“I would!” JJ responds.

“Man, why’d you guys even break up in the first place?!” your brother emphasizes, “I preferred her with you! Shit, I wouldn’t even have to be in this position!”

JJ stayed silent wondering the same thing as he hated remembering the fact that he lost you. As much as JJ didn't want to admit to himself, he still had feelings for you, and seeing you with Rafe was only making it worse.

John B just didn’t want trouble, especially at a Kooks' party knowing their power but he also didn't want you to be mad at him or give the silent treatment if a fight broke out; he also didn't want to risk losing you completely away from home more than you already were. Sarah tried to see if something was up, and you were always reassuring her that everything was fine, but it was all a lie, “See, Sarah, she’s fine.” Rafe would go on to say but that was before he took you into a room just to yell at you for causing attention like it was your fault, though it wasn't.

The day after midsummers, John B had finally confronted you about being so distant ever since you got with Rafe.

"You just don't hang out with us anymore or never make the time for it!" your brother emphasizes.

"I'm sorry! I just..." you hesitate, "really love him and love being around him. He makes me happy...ever since Dad's been gone-"

"Don't you dare bring Dad into this!" John B. hollers.

"Well, who else is going to love me now?!" you cry out, storming out of the house to see Rafe.

John B's eyes filled with loss as he was watching you slowly lose yourself.

Now tonight, Rafe had called you sounding like he wasn't in a good mood, he wanted to take you out after yelling at you the day before, so you accepted it, hoping he was changing for the better. He told you he needed to make a quick stop on the way, and that stop was to meet with Barry. You were annoyed with him and felt betrayed in a way when he fully knew you never wanted to be around his drug deals let alone being around Barry since he made you uncomfortable. Rafe didn’t listen and expected you to brush it off, but you didn’t.

“Rafe, you know I’m not comfortable with you being fucking coked out around me, or you buying from Barry in front of me," you tell him.

“Can you stop fucking nagging for once?” Rafe sighs, driving away from Barry’s.

“You know what? Just me drop off here,” you point to the side of the road, “I’m growing so tired of you.”

“Oh, you’re growing tired of me?” he scoffs, slamming hard on the breaks, “How do you think I feel with you haunting my every move?!”

“Me? You’re fucking unbelievable! You’re the one who controls every fucking thing I do! I barely see my friends because of you!” you snap, getting out of the car but Rafe quickly comes out to your side and forcefully puts his hand around your throat.

“That’s the last time you’ll ever raise your voice at me again.” he sternly states, “Now get in the fucking car.”

Rafe lets go as you gasp for air and start coughing. You get in the car knowing you couldn’t be walking alone in the dark not even knowing your way around, especially around Barry’s area. You were frozen and silent almost the entire car ride, trying to process what happened. You thought maybe if you jumped out of the car, you could run away and scream, you needed to get away, so you took your chances.

“No!” Rafe grabs your wrist while nearly swerving into an oncoming car, “Are you fucking insane?!”

He puts on the child lock before driving back to Tannyhill as if nothing happened. You felt helpless as you slowly walked behind him with his tall figure that now seemed like a monster in front of you as he led the way to his room.

“Y/N…you know that I love you, right?" Rafe asks calmly, closing the door but you stay silent.

“Come on, baby,” he says, pulling you into a hug, “I’m just trying to protect you.”

“Protect me? … Protect me from what?!” you spat, pushing him off of you, “You’re not doing that, all you’re doing is hurting me!”

“After everything I’ve done and given you so you wouldn’t live that Pogue lifestyle anymore, you dare to act like this? Tsk, tsk.” he shakes his head as it gets silent again.

“You really wanna know why I don’t let you see your Pogue friends?” Rafe chuckles in an unsettling tone, breaking the silence, “Because I know you used to date that blond Pogue…so how can I trust you around him, hm?”

You don’t say anything, instead, you stare down at the floor not wanting to look him in the eyes.

“That’s what I thought,” he nods seeming proud.

“It’s not something new,” you look up at him, “You fully knew that before you and I even got together, and you’re acting like I’m not a Pogue myself…but if you ever lay on hand on me again–”

Rafe gets in your face, “Or what?”

You push him out of your way to the bathroom. You’re on the verge of tears when you look in the mirror and see the bruises on your neck, he caused from choking you. You didn’t know what to do, whether to scream your lungs out due to your frustration or see if Sarah was home but you didn’t want to cause a scene; fear is what you felt.

Now you were at your breaking point and needed to leave, needed to leave him. You saw Rafe doing lines and he looks up at you, “If you don’t wanna see this then go hang out with Sarah or something, I don’t fucking know.”

“You’re right, I don’t wanna see this or you, I’m done.” you reply, leaving his room, “I’m done with you.”

“The fuck is what supposed to mean?” Rafe follows you downstairs.

“It means this fucking relationship is over, we’re over!” you shout in frustration.

As you made it outside, you heard Rafe scream and break something that he threw. At this point, you didn’t care you were walking outside alone, you knew your way around from Rafe’s home, and you just needed to get home away from him, hoping he wouldn’t follow.

You were glad to make it home and see the sight of your brother and Sarah asleep in the living room with a movie playing on the TV. You made your way to your room and cried yourself to sleep.

It was like a parallel between you and Sarah. You were a Pogue dating a Kook and Sarah was a Kook dating a Pogue, except now she was a Pogue. One relationship was toxic and the other healthy. Sarah is happier with John B than she was with Topper just like you were happier with JJ than you were with Rafe.

How could Rafe do that to you? Especially to someone he said he always loved but that wasn’t love. You knew that you had no love for him left in you, instead, it was hate.

꥟

The next day, you woke up to your neck feeling sore and you remembered why as you felt sick to your stomach.

Now how were you going to hide the bruises? Makeup could help but not in the hot weather. You decided to take a shower and think in there.

A hoodie. Yes, it was hot out, but you weren’t about to throw on a turtleneck so you thought pairing the hoodie with some shorts would make it look less odd, and it would be cooler by the time the sun sets. You had to tighten the strings of the hood so it would cover your neck better, and that was the best you could do.

“What time did you get home?” John B asks, making you jump, “I didn’t hear you come in.”

You shrug, “Not too late, you were asleep when I came back.”

“I see…” he replies, “Listen, I’m sorry about last night–”

you interrupt him, “No, I’m sorry, I should’ve never stormed off like that or brought up Dad that way.”

“No, it’s okay,” he shakes his head, “I know you miss him too but we’ll be okay just like we always have.”

Some time passed, the sun was setting, and you saw Sarah out on the front porch.

“Hey, are you okay? I heard you and Rafe broke up,” Sarah asks with concern in her voice.

“Oh, you did?” John B joins in, “Finally!”

Sarah glares at him, telepathically telling him to shut up.

“Yeah, we did…” you confirm, “How’d you find that out that?”

“Well, I came home last night and saw a shattered flower vase on the floor and a hole in the wall, so I was like, what made Rafe mad this time?” she slightly chuckles.

“I guess he didn’t take it well, huh?” you assume with a small laugh.

“As far as I could tell," Sarah sighs, "I wouldn’t recommend going anywhere he might be.”

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t Miss. I’m too good for you Pogues.” Pope appears.

“You know that’s not true, Pope.” you chuckle.

“I know, I’m just teasing,” he replies.

“Y/N!" Kie comes running to you, “Where have you been, you bitch!”

“Well, damn, it’s nice to see you too.” you joke as she squeezes you in her arms.

“I’m never letting you date another Kook again.” she declares and you agree to it.

You feel overwhelmed with emotions with all that’s going on, but it feels good to see everyone and then remember one was missing.

“Hey, where’s JJ?” you ask everyone.

John B points over to the water where you see JJ sitting by smoking a joint, so you decide to go talk to him.

“Hey, Jay,”

“Oh, hey,” he looks up at you and smiles, “you want a hit of this?

“Sure,” you reply, taking the joint.

“So,” JJ begins, “How come you were barely around?”

“If I’m being honest…” you hesitate, “Rafe is a…control freak in the worst way possible.”

JJ chuckles, “He looks like it,”

“I know, I should’ve noticed earlier.” you mention, "I'm sorry though, I never meant to hurt you and everyone else."

“No, you’re all good, you made it out though.” he gives you a comforting smile.

“Yeah, I’m glad that nightmare is over.” you sigh in relief.

“Why are you wearing a hoodie?” he asks out of curiosity, “I’m only asking because that’s rare for you on a day like this.”

“Why are you?” you ask back, pointing out the one he’s wearing.

He laughs, “Alright, you got me there.”

“It’s a nice hoodie though.” you compliment him, hoping he'd let you borrow it one day and he would.

“Thanks, you should wear it sometime.” he teases, “Too soon?

“You’re funny, JJ...but I wouldn't be opposed to it." you turn the other way, hiding the redness on your face.

"I'll keep that in mind then," JJ smirks, taking another hit of his joint.

You and JJ just always had that spark that would always come back, and you both loved that.

JJ knits his eyebrows, “What’s that on your neck?”

Your heart drops to your stomach when you remember. He saw the bruises since you turned your head, and you didn’t want to lie and say it was hickeys but you also knew you couldn’t use the good old burned yourself with a curling iron excuse.

“Oh,” you nervously laugh, “that’s from wrestling with my brother the other day.”

“Really?” he doesn’t buy it, “John B barely even hugs you.”

He must’ve paid good attention or had a good memory of your life because he was right.

“Damn, you didn’t have to call me out like that,” you respond, joking since it’s a way of coping.

“Well, I’m just saying and I don’t think he would hurt you like that.” he adds, “C’mon you can tell me.”

“Rafe…”

“What do you mean?”

“…we were arguing, and he didn’t like that I raised my voice at him but I was only defending myself until I couldn’t,” you answer.

JJ felt his blood pressure rise so high, but he stayed calm to comfort you as he pulled you into his arms and tossed the joint away. You remembered the times he held you in his arms when you were sad about something so that’s exactly what he was doing.

"Does John B know?' he asks.

"No,"

“Listen, it’s not your fault, none of it is.” he reassures, “Rafe has his issues to work with but that doesn’t mean he had the right to treat you like that. You don’t deserve that; you deserve way better than that and more.”

“Thank you, JJ,” you say, still in his arms. “I appreciate that, I needed it.”

“Of course,” he affirms, “I’m also sorry. I wish I tried harder to get you out of that, I knew something was up— we all did but everyone was just stuck on what to do without any proof, you know?”

“No, I don’t want you or anyone else blaming yourself.” you reassure, “I still have you all at the end of the day, and that’s the most important to me.”

“Yeah, me too.” he mentions, "We're going to have to tell your brother as well."

"Hm, I don't like the sound of that." you say, "But I know I have to."

"I know," JJ adds, "but I'll be by your side if that makes you more comfortable?"

"I'd like that!" you exclaim, and he smiles.

You two hear the sounds of a dirt bike.

“Did one of them take your bike out for a joyride or something?” you joke.

“I didn’t bring it today…Kie drove Pope and I out here.” JJ says with a confused expression.

Your heart drops once again, remembering who else you knew who owned a dirt bike.

“Fuck, this cannot be happening,” you mutter to yourself as you both got up.

“It’s okay, just stay behind me,” JJ tells you.

You both watch Rafe make his way to your brother and the others.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Sarah calls out to him.

“Taking back what’s mine,” Rafe responds before looking around, “tell me where she is, and nothing happens.”

“Dude, get the fuck out of here.” John B warns him as he gets closer, “I don’t need any more of your bullshit right now.”

“Seriously, you’re crazy,” Sarah tells Rafe, “Just go back home.”

“Or what?” Rafe lets out a small laugh.

You were holding onto JJ’s arm, and you could tell JJ was getting angry just by Rafe's presence but unluckily, Rafe spotted you and JJ.

“Well, would you look at that!” Rafe calls out, “You see, Y/N? I knew you’d go back to that Pogue! You’re just a fucking slut!”

“Alright, fuck it,” JJ pulls out his gun from the pocket of his hoodie and points it at Rafe.

“JJ!” everyone but Rafe shouts.

Rafe had pulled his gun out as well and John B yelled at you to get down, so you did.

“You really wanna do this, man?” Rafe questions JJ.

JJ shrugs, “If it keeps you dead then yeah.”

“Not unless you’re the dead one first,” Rafe states, slowly moving his finger to the trigger.

You began shaking while John B motioned for you and JJ to stay quiet as he slowly made his way to Rafe and pushed him down to the ground. Shots were fired at the sky before Sarah grabbed Rafe’s gun and threw it into the water.

JJ made sure you weren’t shot or anything before he went to help your brother as Rafe was strangling him, and JJ pulled Rafe off of John B and took matters into his own hands. JJ threw punches at Rafe, but he fought back then JJ pressed his fingers into Rafe's eyes before he started to punch him again to the point of blood running down Rafe's face then JJ began strangling him back to feel what you felt the night he choked you.

John B and Pope pulled JJ off of Rafe this time while Sarah and Kie told you to go hide inside the house.

Your brother told JJ to take you somewhere far from there while they would handle Rafe, and JJ didn't hesitate and kicked Rafe in the stomach before doing so. Kie would’ve let him take the car, but it was her dad’s truck, and she wasn’t going to risk getting in trouble so he thought of taking Rafe’s bike as it added a little more taste of revenge.

After a couple of minutes, the commotion started calming down. You hated every second of it, you hated people yelling at each other, and you hated any type of fighting. You were feeling numb, all of it was happening too fast.

JJ came in, "We gotta go right now."

“Run!" you heard Kie shout as you both saw Rafe making his way towards you and JJ, who quickly grabbed your hand as you both ran towards the dirt bike.

You don't remember the last time you rode with JJ but this time, the wind hitting your face felt so freeing. An aura of colors felt like they were going inside your body as JJ sped up to where he was taking you. You took notice of the state his knuckles were in, all bloody.

Within fifteen minutes, you both arrived near a small hidden shed near the woods. It intimated you to go in the woods with how dark it was, but JJ reassured you it was fine.

“How’d you find this place?” you ask him.

“Well,” he begins, “when I wanted to get away from my dad, I would hide here if I had nowhere else to go."

You nodded at his response, not knowing what to say as if you two didn’t go through chaos moments ago.

“This is also where John B and I first smoked weed together.” JJ laughs at the memory.

"I'm assuming this is where he would sneak off to then," you mention.

"For sure," JJ replies.

"I'm honestly worried right now for my brother and the others," you admit, "anything could have happened over there."

"The worst that could've happened is someone getting shot, but they got rid of it."

"That someone could've been you!" you cry out, "Rafe was pointing it at you."

JJ looks away for a second, rethinking the whole occurrence.

"I was just trying to protect you..." he responds, "I couldn't risk losing you again if he had taken you or not,"

From that moment, you realized that the right one was always JJ. You both just needed the time to figure out the things in yourselves and what your heart truly desired and JJ had already done that; his heart desired you.

"And you did it, Jay," you reassure, feeling like your heart was screaming at you to spill out your true feelings, "just like you always have, it's you who I can always count on, and you've proven that."

JJ stares into your eyes, "What are you trying to say?"

"It's you who makes me feel safe and cared about, no matter what situation we're both in, you don't give up, and you're always there...it's you who I want."

JJ grabs your face, kissing you like he had been waiting to do that. You both missed this. His affection towards you always made you feel special, and you're the only person he's still ever wanted.

He pulls away, "You didn't have to tell me twice...I've missed you."

"I've missed you too," you smile, holding his hands that were still grabbing your face.

"So!" John B calls out with Sarah next to him who gives you a teasing smile, startling you, "It's a good thing I checked here first and yes, everything's taken care of."

"That's great man," JJ comments, acting like John B didn't catch you two in the middle of something.

John B pulls you into a hug when he sees your bruises and apologizes for what you went through. "From now on, promise me I'll be one of your first options to come if there's trouble."

"I promise,"

"I also just wanted to let you know, don't worry about him," Sarah refers to Rafe, "I got it taken care of and he's got other things to worry about so you're going to be okay."

Sarah had taken advantage of being her father's favorite so she just called him and took her side when she told him about Rafe's actions.

"Thank you, Sarah." you smile.

"So, you guys want to get out of here and do some illegal shit or?" John B asks, lightening the mood, "Pope and Kie are waiting in the Twinkie."

"Let's go!" JJ exclaims, "Lead the way, John B."

While everyone else gets in the Twinkie, you and JJ still go on the dirt bike with him now being the proud owner of two dirt bikes.

"Hey, listen," JJ looks back at you, "I know you just went through a lot, so I just wanted to let you know that there's no rush in anything between us, I'll always be by your side every step of the way and I'll be here when you're ready."

You smile and kiss him on the cheek, "Thank you, JJ, I'm glad to have you in my life."

JJ smiles and speeds off as you're hugging his waist, holding on tight but JJ was loving every second of it, happy to have you back in his life as well.

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Whisked Away 1

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Part of the Sweet and Spicy AU

Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as dubcon/noncon, and other possible triggers. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: You get a job at a bakery but your new boss only adds to your work

Character: chubby!baker!Thor

Please comment and reblog if it's not too much. I always love getting to chat about these stories and hearing all your ideas! You all are wonderful and loved.

The tea shop hasn’t called back. Or the grocery store. Not even the cafe around the corner.

You’re tired. You’ve been sending out resumes for months. Reviewing and editing and sending again. You don’t get it. You have the proper credential and you have a decent amount of experience. It’s just been a while.

You want to assume that people just aren’t hiring but that wouldn’t explain the postings and re-postings. They are still looking but somehow you’re just not good enough on paper. Disappointment knots in your throat as your inbox reveals no new emails. You need something. Even a job at the burger joint will do.

You grab your phone and sigh. You stand and shut the laptop lid as you tuck your cell into your back pocket. You go down the short hall and knock on the bedroom door.

“Delaney? You up?” You call through.

You get a groan in return. Sometimes that’s all you get.

“Alright, I’m gonna open the door,” you warn as you twist the knob slowly.

You push inside and reach to flip on the light switch. Your sister grumbles against and covers her face with her arm. The windows are covered with dark curtains that give a blue hue even when the space is lit. She hids behind her forearm as you near the bottom of her bed.

“Are you hungry?” You ask.

“I’d love some coffee,” the croaks.

“How ya feeling?” You grab her walker and move it parallel with the side of the bed.

“It’s a rough one,” she warns and drags her arm away from her face. “I don’t wanna get up.”

You nod and trail your fingers along the top of the walker, “if you don’t wanna...”

“No, I should,” she insists.

She braces herself visibly, closing her eyes as her cheeks strain and she sits up with a grunt. He arms shake and she kicks the blankets of her legs. Her movement is awkward and stiff. You hate seeing her struggle like this. You know she’s just as unhappy about you seeing it. That’s why she’s so stubborn.

“Should be enough left for another cup but I can make a new pot?” You offer as you hold the walker steady and she grips it, pulling herself to her feet. She hunches slightly and tries to stretch out her legs.

“My feet are numb,” she stomps one foot then the other. “Annoying.” She scowls and shakes her head as you let go of the walker and step back. She turns it sharply and lumbers forward with the aid of the wheels, “I can have the leftovers.”

Patiently, you follow her to the door and into the hall. She wheels her way to the table and angles herself into the chair with her special cushion on it. She’s out of breath.

You go into the kitchen to give her some time to recover. You try your best to give her space, even in the one-bedroom. You sleep on the couch while she gets the bedroom. It makes sense, especially since lately her stipend has been covering most of your expenses.

You fill a mug for her and grab her pill box. You bring both to her and set them on the table. She takes the coffee first and swigs. She sighs as she sets it down heavily then snatches the box. She pops open the lid for that day of the week and scoops out the tablets. She sneers before she gulps them down with another mouthful of coffee.

“So, you were up early?” She prompts.

“You know I’m a morning bird.”

“Eh, yeah, wish I had that problem,” she mutters. Some days, she sleeps more than she’s awake. You tell her it’s part of her diagnosis but she won’t accept that. You can understand that but you know you can’t really understand. You’re not her.

“Yeah, well, the birds wake me up,” you shrug.

A sudden buzzing ripple in your pocket. You pull your phone out of the loose sweatpants and look at the screen. It’s a number you don’t know. You doubt it’s important but you can’t risk missing any calls.

“Gimme a sec,” you hold up a finger and turn away. “Probably the building or something.” You tap the screen and put the phone to your ear, “hello?”

“Hello,” a deep voice rumbles over a calamity of noises, some metallic, others humming, “oh, apologies, give me a moment.” You wait as you hear movement on the other end and the cacophony finally subsides, “ah, much better. Is this...”

You blink and confirm that he has the right number.

“Wonderful, I apologise for the early call but I tend to get started with the sun,” he explains, “anyhow, I was only just reviewing CVs and you are on my list of candidates. When would be a good day for an interview?”

You turn back and glance at Delaney. She sips her coffee as she pulls the laptop close. She opens it and squints at it before she clicks. She scrolls as you watch her.

“Um, well, I could um, any day,” you answer, trying not to seem to desperate.

“Today?” He asks, “it’s a bit ridiculous but I wouldn’t mind getting it over with.”

“S-sure,” you answer, surprised by the suddenness. It's as if the universe had sensed you were about to give up. “I’m sorry, I don’t think I... got your name.”

“Oh, yes, I did dive in head first. Thor Odinson, at Golden Crust bakery. You applied as a decorator?”

“Y-yeah, I remember,” you assure him, “just wanna make sure I get to the right place. Uh, thanks, um, what time should I be there?”

“Is noon doable?” He asks.

“Noon it is,” you say, barely containing your excitement. You try not to let it overflow, you don’t want to get all worked up for another rejection.

“Excellent, I will see you then,” he confirms, “now, excuse me, I think my sourdough has burnt.”

The line clicks and you lower the phone, staring at it. The tapping of Delaney’s fingers on the keyboard are the only noise amidst the the stunned silence. It’s great you got an interview but what do you wear?

“Hm, job hunt not going so well?” Delaney suggests as she leans into the screen.

“Actually, just got a call for one,” you go to the table and put your phone down. “I have an interview.”

“You do?” Her eyes flash as she looks up, a rare glimmer of happiness. “That’s awesome!”

“Uh, yeah, but it’s at noon so... I’ll have to leave for a bit.”

“Sounds good to me,” she scoffs, “perfect time to party.”

You roll your eyes, “you’re silly.”

“Well, you know, if you get the job, I’ll have to figure out how to entertain myself,” she says, “and I’ll get to binge all the TV shows you hate.”

“You’re such an optimist,” you chide playfully.

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I'll be honest, while Deuxmoi always and still does post a ton of BS, thanks to the development of this never-ending saga...I'm starting to really feel like she's been used intentionally to push this narrative along all the way from the very beginning. Aka 2021.

A very out there theory but hear me out: Early on, the fandom had the general consensus DM was BS. Especially in regards to CE. Because DM was the one that first started spreading his super secret GF nonsense back in 2021, right before the introduction of Soba Saga. Her almost nonsensical rants about her having legit sources on this secret GF - while doing weekly podcasts where she insisted she never got any intel on him because his circle was so tight knit (interesting how that suddenly changed out of nowhere when someone showed up) - just made her seem like crazy cat lady gossip conspiracy Marjorie Taylor Greene on steroids.

She was the first to post that "dating Soba for over a year and everyone in PT/her circle knows about it" in early 2022.

They go public in late 2022. 2023 There's some Sunday Spotted (I could be wrong) vDAY post about CE and "fiancé" being seen in town at dinner (sounds very similar to the most recent vDay sighting). That was about 10 months before the super secret wedding and there had been no announcement of being engaged, minus the Tumblr blogs and random third rate tabloids and troll twitter accounts passing on the rumors. DM starts spreading around the same time some Tumblr blogs get the intel about secret engagement, wedding, rift in the family, people on his side not liking Soba, etc. Eventually it is revealed DM was right all along???? In a complete turn of events her credibility goes from zero to 1 (grudgingly of course, while she continues to spill BS daily)

Meanwhile, DM gets the first RPatz sighting with Scarlett and crew at dinner. Nobody believed it - as Nancy mentioned, it just seemed too farfetched with the way that restaurant was set up.

Then in early 2024 we get an actual RPatz sighting with with Soba/CE, and separately, sightings with Scarlett and Colin. Now there's more "credibility" to that random other sighting even if it still can't be proven.

Now...possible project with RPatz and CE's name circulating. Maybe just gossip fodder, maybe some truth to it. Time will tell. Coincidences once again.

DM gets the sighting of CE in LA with Russos. He actually confirms that one himself a month later.

Simultaneously, DM gets random sightings of CE doing other stuff where soba is not mentioned. Nobody knows really what to believe anymore.

But for every 15 BS things she posts, she actually gets 1-2 right. It starts to completely make her a hit or miss source but enough to get people riled up and worried if/when she gets something related to CE/Soba.

In a way, this strategy, if it were to have any salt to it, is kinda interesting. It also sort of enforces the idea of possible foul play. Because if CE is truly in such a happy, private, loveful relationship, why use somebody as uncouth as DM to throw out breadcrumbs? Especially since, in the past, his fanbase and most Tumblr blogs believed it was only legit if it came from someone like People Mag (his team's go-to). Ironically, Page 6 has been getting most of the exclusive scoops this time around, in addition to weird low rate tabloids that eventually make its way to the top.

I know I sound like crazy qanon conspiracy theorist, but I guess people see what they wanna see. But for the people who believe this relationship isn't as genuine as some want to believe, it kind of tracks that somebody's PR team pushing this out in ways to sort of make you wonder, question, and push back on the validity. Just enough to make you think, maybe, maybe there's something going on BTS that they're not saying but they're kinda telling. But you'll never know what the truth is. At least not for now.

I do find DM’s role since 2023 to be very interesting indeed. You missed nothing. Not one thing. She’s made herself be credible enough during this, but also, she’s questionable. So of course, take everything she says with a grain of salt.

I made this comment a bit ago to someone else, he still uses People. Who got the Jinx articles first. Think about that for a moment. He. Just him.

As far as the last paragraph, what I will say is celebrities need to be talked about. Good or bad, they need the press. They need to be in the front of people’s minds. What better way to have them in people’s minds, and to have fans talk about something long past their expiration date than by playing a game. PR has become such a hot topic word, and I think very few people even understand it. But to me, if you’re having to play so many games, what really is real? Live your life. Isn’t that what we continue to be told they’re doing?

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vandnana · 1 year

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Hello! I'd love to see some lo'ak fics! I love your writing

Hope you are having a good holiday xx

hello! thank you so much for loving my writing, i really appreciate you! i hope you’ve had a good holiday as well!

i’ve been working on a new lo’ak x reader series and below is a preview of it!

**if you would like to be added to the tag list for this fic, please comment on this post or if you’re more comfortable, send me a dm or an ask!

In Love With the Enemy (Preview Below)

Prologue Is Here!

pairing: lo’ak x female human turned na’vi reader

summary: during the time when jake became toruk makto, you were quaritch’s youngest and most valued soldier, the daughter he never had. but, pandora changed you and you died fighting with the na’vi, betraying quaritch and wishing that you had been able to do more. now, you have been reborn again, as a na’vi, tasked with quaritch’s new military avatar crew to kill Jake Sully. taking advantage of this second chance at life, you help the Sullys and fall in love along the way

genre: fluff, angst (wip, more themes to come)

word count (wip): 839

The prologue is now up! You can read it here!

You were the youngest in the regiment back then, too young for war and far too young for what was in store for you in Pandora. But, Quaritch took you in when you were a child. You had no family, no home, and no promise of a real future. He had seen himself in you: cunning, willing, strong, unafraid. You were everything he could have hoped for in a daughter, but you were real. His prodigy. And not a day went by when you didn’t live up to those expectations. You loved being with Quaritch. He had become your father and he always thought that nothing could ever change that.

But, the more time you spent in Pandora, the more you began to see past the façade you let yourself believe. The mission was never about finding diplomatic solutions or building alliances. It was about destruction, money, and humanity’s wretched twist on glory, a misguided glory that Quaritch was more than happy to fulfill. It was Grace who helped you see that first. She always used to tell you that you were smart and far more capable than any of the trigger-happy morons you were with.

But even you couldn’t prevent Hometree from being destroyed, and although you did what you could to help Jake, Grace, and Norm escape with Trudy, the damage was done. You were an offender of the highest treason by helping Quaritch’s worst enemy, and you knew that you could never go back.

You feigned your innocence until the end, fooling everyone. You watched Quaritch shoot Grace and you cried alone when you heard about her passing. It wasn’t until you joined Trudy in her helicopter that you revealed whose side you were really on. Only for a moment did Quaritch hesitate to shoot you down, but his duty was above all. When he had dealt the final blow, the glass around you breaking with every explosion, you looked at Trudy with a smile. You were happy to be alongside her, dying with her as the sight of the Hallelujah Mountains became the last thing you ever saw, your vision fading into darkness as you descended downward into nothingness.

Then, came light again, invading your shut eyes as you heard voices around you, the sounds distant at first, but slowly heightening as you came to. When you opened your eyes, the fluorescent lights stunned you, your hand instinctively finding its way to the front of your face. Your eyes widened, and you figured you were in hell, punished to be what you failed to protect.

You were blue, a Na’vi, and everyone around you towered with their own blue figures, cooing you awake.

“Colonel, the baby’s awake.” One of them yelled, and you propped yourself up, taking in the appearance of those who had an air of familiarity, but still seemed to be strangers.

There was Wainfleet, Warren, Zdinarsk, and Zhang looking at you, patting you on the back with satisfied smiles.

Then you saw him. Quaritch, the man you once owed your life to. But it wasn’t really him. He had become his worst nightmare and in seeing him, you were convinced that you really had been damned to hell. He was Na’vi too and a real sight for sore eyes as he looked like he wanted to jump out of his own skin, his movements awkward as he made his way over to you. The only comfort that he seemed to take refuge in was seeing you, his eyes still glimmering in fondness over you, the daughter he never had.

He hugged you and for the first time, he smiled. “It’s nice to see you kid.”

You had all the memories from your old life, the old y/n that loved Quaritch and saw him as a father, the old y/n who trained endlessly to become that prodigy he loved so much. But you also remembered Grace, the only person you felt really saw you for who you were and who you could be, and it was her memory that really revived you. That was who you wanted to be now, not the monster that Quaritch had conditioned you to become.

Nothing felt real until that point, his embrace making your skin crawl, but it was a comfort nonetheless. you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, a lopsided smile on your face, “Nice to see you too, Q.”

It seemed that you had been given a second chance at life, given the video log that you had filmed so long ago. Among Quaritch and the rest of your team, you were granted an avatar too, stowed away in case the supposed small chance of failing ever came to fruition. Seemingly, it had, and you smiled. Yet, no one else remembered Grace or the scientists, or rather they didn’t really want to remember. It was as if this new team of recombinants were a hive mind with only one mission left to complete, a mission that churned your insides.

Eliminating Jake Sully.

Author’s Note:

i hope you enjoyed this preview! i’m so excited to write some more! again, if you would like to be added to the tag list, please don’t hesitate to reach out through this post or through a dm or an ask!

#avatar x reader #avatar way of water #avatar #avatar fanfiction #loak #lo'ak x you #lo’ak x reader #lo'ak headcanons #neteyam #neteyam x reader #neteyam imagine #loak imagine #jake sully x reader #Jake Sully #nanasavatarfics

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fluffansmut · 8 months

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I bring you Hellfire fairy

Eddie x crybaby!fairy!reader is back again

Part one, part two, part three, part four

“You ready to head out baby?” Eddie asked as he finished packing his bag.

You flashed him a nervous smile and nodded.

“Now remember, you’re in charge” Eddie reminded, “and I’ll be there with you the entire time.”

That promise made the anxiety in the pit of your stomach melt a bit.

Eddie had decided to bring you along to hellfire this week, and there was a pleather of reasons to why…

1. You usually threw tantrums at the mention of him leaving, even though you always knew he’d come right back.

2. Eddie missed you just as much.

3. Dustin had practically begged him for weeks.

So it was settled, Eddie headed off to hellfire with you on his shoulder, hidden in his hair.

Eddie set up the table and the DM screen, then he instructed you to hide behind it.

It was supposed to be a prank on the rest of the hellfire members, which was something that got your attention. Pulling pranks was your forte and this one was going to be huge.

You were safely out of view when the rest of them arrived.

Eddie smirked down at you when he took his place on the throne.

Eddie cleared his throat to catch everyones attention, but unfortunately it did nothing to get the chatter to quiet down.

He tried to call out for them a few times, but nothing was breaking through their loud voices.

So Eddie resorted to what he usually did with the group. He slammed his fist onto the table.

The impact not only scared you but it made you almost lose your balance.

Eddie was quick to stabilise you with his hand, and when you were sat on the table he gave you forgiving headpats with his pointer finger.

“Now fellas, lady applejack, are we ready to get this adventure started or are we just chitchatting today?”

It really wasn’t a question.

More of a unique way to tell them all to shut the fuck up. Which they all did not long after.

Eddie smirked knowingly and began the adventure of the week.

You listened intensely, not only because his storytelling was mesmerising but also because you were waiting for your que.

“In the mist forest before you, you seem a shimmering, floating ball of light” Eddie said and you began to flutter your wings, getting ready for your reveal. “When it approaches you closer you see what it really is.”

You made your way over the edge of the DM screen, facing the players.

“A fairy”

There was a collective gasp coming from the group around the table.

You could see Dustin sporting a huge grin on his face, which made you slightly more confident.

You felt the heat in your cheeks as you saw all the eyes on you.

One of the boys whispered a “what the fuck?” at the closer look at you, but he was quickly corrected by Eddie.

“If you want to remain alive by the end of this adventure I suggest you shut it Wheeler”

You put out your tongue in his general direction to help Eddie get his point across.

“This glorious little one will help you on your journey today my friends” Eddie continued. “Don’t be fooled by the size, she’s feisty.”

A mischievous grin spread on your face as you heard Eddie’s words.

“This is cool” you heard one of them mumble under their breath as Eddie got ready to continue.

Dustin flashed you a knowing smile, nonverbal telling you “I told you, you’d be a hit”.

The game continued and you found yourself warming up to the members of hellfire. You floated around the table (to not risk being hit by any thrown dice.) and was welcomed by everyone so you came up to.

Then came the best part of it all.

Whenever they won a battle and a figurine was supposed to be removed from the table you got to do the honours, which more or less ended in you trying to figure out different ways to drop kick them of the table.

When you succeed with your job you got cheers and applauds from everyone round the table, which hade you shining with pride, bathing in the attention.

You thought about the first time you had seen a figurine on Eddie’s desk in the trailer, it had scared you senselessly. It was almost as big as you and looked monster like so of course you got scared. Eddie had explained that they weren’t real and had taught you how to “fight” them, much like you had tonight. But you had to admit, it was even more fun with an audience.

When the game ended you were understandably tired and got to hitch a ride home in the front pocket of Eddie’s dio vest.

The last thing you heard before you fell asleep was Eddie mumbling,

“You did good today baby, so very good”

#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson x fairy!reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #fairy!reader #crybaby!reader

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naomis-daydream · 1 year

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soft launch // letitia wright

summary: model!reader. after accidental run-ins at industry events and following each other on instagram, you & letitia wright have grown a beautiful friendship of sorts over the years. you’ve been suspected to be more than such after numerous photos and videos of the two of you on vacations, casual outings, and parties together. it’s been nearly nine months since you’d made things official in private, now it’s time for a semi-public reveal.

warnings: none

a/n: the lovely writers/mutuals who inspired me to finally post my first work[ @pinkwright @thevenusianleo @zayswriting @vixentheplanet @shurismainbxtch @mlmilani ]

✧

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y/nofficiall happy love day from me & mine to you and yours <3

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anokyai my loves

y/nofficial 🫶🏽🫶🏽

bella hadid ❤️❤️

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user992939202 IS THAT MOOKIE?!!?

user6829284 she’s cheating on us again😔

letitiawright 🙈🙈🎞️

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random_user don’t hide now

username1111 tish could have anyone and she chose that…

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user_jqowjsowk no fr

y/nstan4L she’s literally supermodel & y’all are who exactly? oh ok

user889412790 we ride at DAWN 🤺

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badgalriri 😍😍

y/nofficial 🥹

username6829018 my heart is gonna explode brb

nameuser that could be literally anyone guys. plus tish’s hair isn’t that grown out nor texture, c’mon now.

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you smile as you scroll through the comments, being careful not to look too much. you know how harsh some people can be, courtesy of your job and your relationship with a particular Panther.

you two had become acquainted at the 2018 Met Gala. with you being a huge fan of Black Panther and her character, you immediately went over to praise her for her role and being an inspiration for so many. the conversation was brief, but fulfilling, and later that night, you followed her in instagram, her reciprocating within the hour.

it would be nearly a year before you reconnected—outside DMs and short texts—at a shoot for Harper’s Bazaar UK. conversation came easy between the two of you, flowing so naturally. though you were doing separate shoots, in between was filled with laughter that lit up the both of you. you wrapped for the day and while normally you hole up in your hotel after work, she insisted on taking you to her favorite places in London. who were you to deny her?

since then, you’d been spotted with her countless times, and while you had gotten used to the paparazzi, it was Letitia’s ever growing fan base that gave you the hardest time. her fans had been an adorning, supportive people following the release of Black Panther, but the sequel brought an entirely new wave that overwhelmed you and your girlfriend. in the first few months of your relationship, there’d be hardly any whispers of you guys. though it seemed people were putting two and two together which led to rude comments and even death threats.

that was exactly the reason why you’d been weary about opening up about your relationship with Tish. you loved her and wanted to do so out loud, but in this industry sometimes it’s best to keep it to yourself. you enjoyed sharing various aspects of your life on social media while she was more reserved. in the beginning you both agreed to a private relationship, only teasing fans with suggestive photos and comments under posts. you both talked about being public, easing into it, which is why today was exciting yet nerve wracking. you couldn’t ignore the tight feeling in your chest the previous night and this morning, but the flowers at your door this morning with a loving note filled you with enough content to hit “Post”.

you scrolled through instagram, your feed filled with Valentine’s Day appreciation posts. you stopped when you came along a special one.

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letitiawright: I got a valentine 💌 Make sure to show love to those you care about everyday, but make it extra special today🙏🏽

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evssofficial SOFT LAUNCH ALERT 🚨

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lupitanyongo ❤️

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kehlani FINALLY DAMN

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letitiawrightsource 👀

y/nofficial nice ass gifts you got there

letitiawright very nice indeed

in the past, the comments would’ve been flooded with vast replies; supportive, hilarious, or offensive, but thankfully, you taught her how to limit interaction on social media—it’s nothing but loving words and well wishes.

you set your phone down, leaning to your nightstand to re-read the notecard on the flowers you received this morning.

“God blessed me with a woman like you, and I’m eternally grateful. Happy Valentine’s Day my love. I wish I could be there to appreciate you properly, but all in due time. p.s there’s more to come ;)

- Yours, Letitia.”

#naomis-daydreams #letitia wright #letitia wright x reader #dr. letitia wright #black panther #black panther wakanda forever #letitia x black!reader #letitia x black!fem!reader

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thedroneranger · 1 year

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Centerfold

Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Précis: Jake's favorite duo gifts him an anniversary surprise he'll cherish forever.

Note: An imagine in the To-Do List collection. This one is for @cherrycola27, who came screaming into my dms with this idea after reading Car Wash. 🖤

Third image is what I envisioned for the described panty-garterbelt combo. Courtesy of Honey Birdette.

Warnings: 18+ only, nudity, body parts, adult themes.

Word count: 1.1k

Jake hustled into the house, worried he was going to be late. Tossing his keys on the table in the entryway, he thudded up the stairs to the bedroom. As he crossed the threshold, he pulled his shirt over his head. Once he could see again, he stopped in his tracks. There, on his side of the bed, lay a neatly wrapped package. Curious, he walked over.

As he approached, Jake read his name in her handwriting on the card tucked under the bow. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Jake pulled the package into his lap and unearthed the card.

Enjoy. xo

He sat the card beside him and tugged the bow until it fell apart. Once the ribbon was off, he lifted the lid to find a square black leather book with “For your eyes only” debossed in the middle of the cover. He ran his hand across the small words and curled his fingers around the edge to open it.

The cover page read, “Happy anniversary.” A smile graced his lips as he flipped to the next page to see her leaning out the window of his 1967 Ford Mustang parked on a scenic cliff somewhere along the coast. Her chin rested on her haphazardly folded arms, and she was smirking into the camera. Jake loved everything about it.

His smile widened as he turned the page to see her in the first of several traditional pinup poses.

She donned an open black bomber jacket that revealed just her sternum and the inner curve of her breasts. A gift from Jake to mimic his flight suit, it bore his squadron patches and a call sign patch that read “Mrs. Hangman.” She paired it with the most delicate black lace panties and garterbelt. Jake wasn’t sure how the belt was even holding up her stockings. She was perched on the hood of the car, legs on full display.

In the next photo, she was standing back to the camera, looking over her shoulder, clutching a soapy sponge against ‘Stang, the nickname they gave his vintage muscle car. A smirk curled Jake’s mouth as he noticed she was clad in the infamous black triangle bikini and high-waisted cutoff denim shorts.

The outfit took him back to the day he came home to find her washing ‘Stang in the driveway. His heart began to race as he thought about her riding his lap in the front seat parked in the garage. The mental replay had him shifting in his seat. For a minute, he tried to think about less sexy things to keep himself together. After all, he still needed to get ready for dinner.

Clearing his throat, he thumbed further through the montage, enjoying each pose of his favorite duo.

The upcoming page was thicker than the previous ones. Interest further piqued, he turned it to learn it was the middle of the book and folded out twice its size.

“Holy…” he trailed off as he unfurled the centerfold to reveal her draped naked across the hood. ‘Stang’s shiny chrome grill with the iconic wild mustang galloping in the center was the least impressive part of the image.

She was casual yet sultry with her elbows resting on the hood and her temple pressed against the knuckles of her interlaced hands as she stared at Jake from the page. Her biceps strategically covered her nipples, but left the bottom swells of her breasts exposed. Suddenly, Jake had cottonmouth.

When his gaze fell upon her barely parted pouty lips, he felt a sudden rush of blood to his lap. Her hair was also mussed just right and her skin had a certain glow, reminding him of how she often looked after they fucked.

Next, he was drawn to the slope of her shoulders that led to her back then her waist and finally rolled up her perfectly shaped ass. The soft curves of her thighs trailed to the backs of her knees where her legs extended off the hood, jutting into toned calves and ending with perfectly pedicured toes.

Jake’s fingers traced her figure on the page. His mind autofilling the feel of each curve.

“Do you like it?” Jake jumped up, nearly dropping the book. Instead, he caught it by the pages. Terrified, he inspected it and found no damage. Once he was sure his gift was ok, he looked at his wife in the doorway.

Immediately, he did a double take as she leaned against the door jamb, donning the bomber jacket outfit from the book.

She swaggered over to Jake, and together, they sat back down on the edge of the bed. She sidled up to him so she was pressed against his side, a hand planted behind him on the bed as Jake held the book in his lap. “We should look at the second half,” she added.

Jake looked between her and the book. “Do we have time?” He was thinking about their dinner reservation.

Her smile said it all. She folded the pages back in, so they could browse the back half. “These are a little more intimate,” she added.

His mouth fell open as she flipped the page to reveal herself nude and laying upside down in the driver’s seat. Her forearms tastefully covered her breasts as her hands cupped her neck. Head hanging off the seat, her hair cascaded out the open door. Her long legs reached up to the ceiling, the balls of her feet anchoring her.

Mesmerized, Jake held the book as she reached across him to reveal another set of images. On the left, ‘Stang’s hood was open, and she was leaning into it with one leg popped. All her scandalous bits in shadow, but the lighting perfectly shone the silhouetted curves of her backside and supple breasts.

On the right was a straight-on view of her wide hips, round ass and long legs as she leaned into the trunk. Of course, she was naked, but her core was shadowed perfectly to keep the image in good taste.

They finished the rest of the book, her flipping pages as Jake stared in awe. In his wildest dreams he had not thought about having a keepsake of professionally shot images of his wife and vintage car.

She closed the book and slid it off his lap, revealing an impressive bulge. A smile pulled her lips as she looked up at him through her eyelashes. His green eyes were dark with lust. “We’re gonna have to skip dinner…” he trailed off, as she straddled his lap.

“That was the plan.” She smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his.

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thothxv · 11 months

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myhouse.wad-adjacent facts and blatant shilling for the musicians who soundtracked it

As has been largely disseminated, new mappers making levels based on their own houses are a common trope in the doom community, and they are often referred to generically as "myhouse.wad". The earliest myhouse maps are actually some of the oldest Doom maps in existence, predating Doom 2 (also at least one Doom 2 map was based on Sandy Peterson's house...)

A lot of people are impressed with myhouse.wad's room over room. I'm more impressed that in the first house myhouse used a boom-style silent teleporter to implement room-over-room sloppily so that the illusion very easily breaks (just step back up the stairs while one of the basement doors is open: it will snap shut because you are being teleported back into the version of the house with an upstairs, and thus there can't be an open door there), just like an inexperienced mapper might in 1999, before using modern GZDoom portals to do it more convincingly in the second house.

There's been a lot of theorizing about myhouse's author, probably because veddge is a very very competent mapper and also because everyone who does know who the author is has stonewalled inquiries at the author's request, implying that the author has a meaningful identity in the Doom community. Or maybe they're just shy. However, DavidXNewton noted in his analysis series on myhouse that it does a lot of things in a ways that are unnecessary using modern UDMF and ZScript but would be familiar to someone coming from a less advanced mapping format like Boom or Old ZDoom. This is indicative of Veddge being more along the lines of what he says he is: either someone truly returning after a long absence, or at the very least someone who isn't terribly familiar with modern GZDoom mapping. Either that, or the entire map was mapped in character. I genuinely don't know which I'd find more impressive.

"doomcute" is a term used to refer to maps that recreate real-world items or environments in doom (usually because the immediate reaction from players is "oh that's adorable!"). Myhouse maps are invariably trying for doomcute, but another early doomcute map was Shamus Young's Doom City from 1995 (yes, Shamus Young of DM of the Rings fame. I discovered while researching that he actually died last year. Rest in peace). Doom City recreated a couple of real-world looking buildings, but the thing everyone seems to remember about Doom City is its recreation of... a gas station. Food for thought.

Hilariously, myhouse almost got lost in the shuffle on Doomworld, because most people weren't looking for a myhouse.wad to play. Several of Veddge's collaborators posted in the thread to keep this from happening.

I believe Veddge's confirmed collaborators on myhouse are Kevansevans, esselfortium, and Jimmy. I don't know much about Kevansevans, but I believe he helped with the scripting and some of his scripting work from other sources made it into the wad because he's officially credited (as is everyone whose work was used in the map: it's all inside the PK3). Essel and Jimmy are credited only in anagram form because they are responsible for the music, which is actually wholly original (also Jimmy gave no indication he was involved until it was revealed by players unscrambling the anagram, which was very very funny).

I'm actually going to talk about Essel and Jimmy in detail over the next few bullet points, because I feel like it. And they're both really neat.

Sarah "esselfortium" Mancuso is responsible for memory=entryrrrr/////, the piece the plays in the burned house and various other places throughout the wad. She's composed professionally for video games and has several albums, but in the Doom community she's probably best known for creating and managing the Back to Saturn X project, a trilogy of megawads (only two of which are presently released) being developed by a massive team of modders, with custom assets, a custom palette, a complete original OST, and some very impressive maps... all intended to be playable with a vanilla doom2.exe. Which is insane: Vanilla Doom is brutal to map for, on account of harsh limitations that it's hard to be confident your map or project falls within. Back to Saturn X was so ambitious that it found previously undiscovered ways that Doom can crash. Of course, in addition to running the project, Essel also mapped for it, made textures for it, and composed a significant portion of the soundtrack. And because that was not impressive enough apparently, Essel also (with some help from a few others) created Knee-Deep in Knee-Deep in ZDoom, a joke wad that takes the (in)famous Knee-Deep in ZDoom, a mapset designed to show off the features of ZDoom, and recreates as many of its tricks as it can entirely in vanilla. A feat I can only describe as black magic of the highest order. She also went out of her way to say Trans Rights during her bethesda interview, so that's cool too.

James "Jimmy" Paddock is responsible for the increasingly glitchy and messed-up version of D_RUNNIN that plays in the second house. Which figures, because Jimmy's music is everywhere. He takes commissions for music, he's contributed free music to the community, and his music is very very popular. Notable wads he's contributed tracks to include Plutonia 2, Speed of Doom, Reverie, Back to Saturn X Episodes 1 and 2, Eviternity, and Doom 2 In Spain Only, and the MIDI soundtrack to John Romero's SIGIL, which some consider to be even better than the Buckethead soundtrack. He also is the project lead and mind behind The Adventures of Square, a standalone, free game made in GZDoom, he's done texture work, he's made several award-winning doom mods (cacowards, that is), mapped for numerous other projects, and had just done a whole ton of stuff. The doom community gave him an award for lifetime achievement. Oh, and he did an alternative MIDI OST for Prodeus? Genuinely didn't know about that.

While researching this I learned that Jimmy is going to be evicted in a month, so now's a great time to check out his music online and see if you're into it. I'm not a super fan of his vocal delivery, but I really like some of his instrumentals and MP3 versions of his MIDIs.

#doom #myhouse #myhouse.wad #myhouse.pk3

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red-riding-wood · 2 months

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I’m so sorry about what happened to you and so many others. Disgusting misogynistic behavior. You all deserve so much better ):.

Also sending this bc I do believe he has made two new accounts. Drcranessweetestdoe and monsterfromthewoods. I have no proof these are him ,but it just strikes an absurd resemblance to his writing and he seemed to interact with both of them a few weeks ago. The first one hasn’t blogged in weeks either. Just seems strange. Once again though, I could be wrong. Just something for everyone to stay weary about. Stay safe ❤️

Thank you for the well wishes, anon! I really do appreciate you reaching out. <3

From my conversations with @drcranessweetestdoe, she does not behave like Kill (nor does her writing style compare to his), and I am pretty positive he is incapable (or at least very bad) at taking on different personalities since I believe I witnessed his attempt with the second account you mentioned. Aurora is very sweet, and she used to be a fan of Kill's writing and mine. I don't want people to be suspecting her of foul play because I do believe she is genuine. Kill has a pattern of reblogging fics as a way of seeing what victims he can latch onto and I see that as a coincidence with his reblog of Monster's.

As for @monsterfromthewoods... I was hesitant to make a callout, mainly because no one has actual solid proof that he is Kill. But, there is too much evidence for me to ignore, and I wanted to give my honest opinion and observations. Monster, if you are not this person, feel free to reach out and vouch for yourself, and if I am wrong, I am deeply sorry.

Fuck that. As I was typing this message up, I decided to check my DMs and noticed that my friend had said that he gave her the same name that, as of this morning, was revealed to me as his actual name along with his real picture and Facebook profile. That really sealed the deal for me. Here is the rest of my evidence to prove that this is "Kill":

Monster followed my friend around the same time that she blocked Kill.

Monster followed me the same day that I sent Kill a confrontational message, calling him out for his lies and pleading with him one last time for medical treatment and answers.

From the posts on Monster's account, and the one comment I know he made on my friend's post, his personality exactly fits Kill's. This is why I said I do not think he is capable or likely to be able to craft a believable persona.

Monster made a post about suicide, and a pro-Palestine post, the former of which Kill discussed with me a lot and the latter my friend pointed out as suspicious since Kill was also very strongly pro-Palestine. Seeing as Monster doesn't have that many posts yet on his blog, this isn't irrefutable evidence but it is very coincidental.

Lastly, I actually did my best to analyse and compare Kill and Monster's writing, since I had recalled a few things that stuck out to me when I read Kill's writing. Him and Monster share many similarities with their writing habits/consistencies. They are as follows (the examples listed are from 18+ content so please do not view if you are a minor):

Use periods and exclamation marks -- but never commas -- as punctuation to end dialogue tags.

Starter dialogue tag always facing outward. Like: ”So... Tight”

Tend to each use a snapshot style of writing, favouring incomplete sentences with frequent use of periods. Examples: K: "His mind, usually so sharp. Focused and organized like the most expensive machines. A killing machine, that worked in perpetual motion, living off killing, adrenaline used like a drug." M: "Your dear, understanding doctor. Doctor Jonathan Crane, who laughed out loud suddenly a couple moments ago. The dark colour covering his exotic looking eyes as he revealed his real nature to you."

Similarly, they both tend to avoid using possessive pronouns and determiners. Examples: K: "_ Pale, little pussy peaked from between her thighs." M: "The scars covering _ man's pale skin," _ = absence of "her, that, the," etc.

Often use adverbs after verbs in a way that feels out of place.

Capitalise after ellipses, always.

"Y/n" always has a lowercase "n".

Sometimes use three ellipses, often use only two.

Use "pants" but never "trousers".

Yeah, so, I may have spent way too much time on this. And I think most of this is redundant, now, especially after the name revelation, but still, I put work into it and didn't want it to go to complete waste lmao. I also had no idea until I was tagged today that apparently there are programs that do this sort of thing for you. Oops.

#asks #mrkdvidal1989 #worst con man I've ever seen

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 10 months

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okay. i'm the anon with the normal story that ended up getting to an "i don't care i'm not the asshole" because of the other person turning out to be part of an odd otherkin cult but it genuinely doesn't matter. am i the asshole for killing off a player's character after they said they would leave the game if their character died? this happened a few years ago (2019-2020).

i (19NB) was the DM for a d&d game. i had made a friend who we'll call Max (20F) at college who liked d&d, and i had wanted to run a game for my friends of several years, so i wanted to invite her. Max got along pretty well with my friends during D&D for the most part, but there were some slight disagreements, but regardless, Max and my friends of several years did not talk much outside of D&D and scheduling D&D, and I wasn't going to force them to.

Covid starts, so we all sort of switch to discord and continue playing because the easiest place for us to play at (local library) is closed. One session, we have to end early because Max and another player started fighting about a rule, and wouldn't give me (as the DM) the space to come up with a compromise. Another session, we had an issue where she (after being given the floor to describe a kill she made) got way more graphic than any of us were expecting. I quickly wrapped up the session after and had to let Max know that she had went too far in her description. I spoke to everyone outside of Max after these occasions, and they had all admitted they were very uncomfortable with her behavior, but were willing to keep playing with her if she stopped. So, we play a few more sessions. After we started a boss fight and her character had taken a good bit of damage due to some unlucky rolls, she made a comment to me that was along the lines of "if [x] dies i think i'm just gonna step out of the game"

I had my out, and by the end of the boss fight (about 2 sessions[they were short]), I killed her character. Obviously, I made it seem like it was just a really unlucky day by fudging some rolls, but whatever.

But she changes her mind and doesn't leave the game, and rolls up a new character. She had no further major issues with anyone after her first character died.

The game finishes mid 2020, and before it ended, Max revealed she'd be moving by fall, so I would also never have to see her again in real life if I cut her off right as the game ended. Once it did, I acted as if my friends had just come clean to me about being uncomfortable with her behavior and I no longer wanted to speak to her because of it.

That's the AITA of it.

Anyway, early this year, after all of us have basically forgotten about this, I get an anonymous DM on twitter. It's a page run by Max actively detailing a spiritual cult that her and one of her friends and their boyfriend ran. They detailed several gods they worshiped, some of which were just characters I knew she or her friends liked, some were the more traditional witch gods and they spoke of a spiritual prison or something where her D&D character was now trapped in after I had cut her off. I look into it further. I found a tumblr blog of people claiming (with screenshots, photos, and videos) that Max financially, emotionally, and psychologically abused them. Anyway, does this addition change anything?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole #otherkin cult anon #cult cw

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adainesfroggieboggy · 4 months

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just in general i love coming up with random game changer ideas that will never happen but i will share these below the cut because i’m thoroughly pleased with them and i think they’re so fun to come up with. sam reich hire me

game changer episode with siobhan emily and brennan where he just fully joins the chaos because he loves it too and siobhan and emily fuck the whole game. rules? no. emily axford and siobhan thompson will absolutely make sam eat the rules and just go along for the ride. when they’re allowed to be gremlins together they fucking kill. absolute beautiful chaos. it does not matter what game you give them so long as they don’t know the rules because the second you tell them no they fight it. i know they follow order when they feel like it but just sow the seed and emily will carry a bit through the whole game. just let the three of them have a good ass time. you can lock them in a room and they’ll be entertaining without the escape room. but siobhan will never come back bc she agreed to game changer twice and was locked in a room both times.

oh or they have aabria brennan and murph and make them roll initiative for their podium spots and they have to roll for things and slowly reveal their character sheets that sam has hidden. brennan has negative scores on half his shit and aabria and murph just have well-balanced characters. brennan is gilear and murph and aabria are full characters with abilities.

“okay, brennan roll your attack.”

“fifteen?”

“you have a minus three to that, so a twelve does not hit. aabria, would you like to attack?”

“ten?”

“add three to that, and a thirteen hits! murph!”

“three.”

“you have a plus ten! you hit!”

just murph needs a stacked character because his dice are cursed sometimes

i just think “oops! all dms” is so funny. for game changer, for a campaign, for anything. oops! all people who are professionally familiar with dnd play dnd together!

especially when that’s gamified and taken in a way that gives these people who are extremely talented at what they do an element of mystery around the game they play literally for their jobs.

#idk i think game changer ideas are so fun #i just love them and them being besties.#and game changer is my favorite especially when my favorite comedians are in a room making each other laugh #just rooms of funny people being funny are the best #game changer

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countrymusiclover · 5 months

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One - The Man Who Can Control Metal

Battle of the Mind and Heart

Part 2

Tags - just send me an ask to be added @aintinacage

I am not sure how to really ever start the first chapter of my books. I hope I can figure out the dynamic. I want these two to go in at some point. If you have any tips on how that should go, dm me 👍

Germany, Poland 1944

Sliding on my black combat boots I pushed my hair out of my face. Standing up front the desk chair I was sitting in I could hear my father's footsteps coming closer down the hallway. I tied my hair up in a ponytail hearing the office door finally open revealing my father. He had dark brown hair and bright green eyes. Yet I resemble my mother overall with bright blue eyes and blonde hair. “Addison, you're coming to work with me today.”

“Alright whatever for?” I asked knowing that he normally kept me out of his work. Always saying it would be far too much for me to handle.

He fixed the top part of his jacket, sending me a half smirking yet proud smile. “There's someone very interested I'd like you to meet.” He headed out the door immediately and I was quick to follow his heels, he never cared for me if I was dragging along behind him.

We moved up and down some stairs then through a couple of different rooms until we entered an office and he shut the door behind me. He sat down in the chair behind the desk and I just decided to lean against the side before the door opened once more. Two soldiers enter, leading a young boy that looks to be my age of fourteen years old. “What is going on, father?”

“This boy was supposed to be going to the camps until he had a disagreement with some of the men. He bent a metal fence almost in half. He's not ordinary, my dear daughter.” My father almost sounded proud of such a feet.

Shifting my gaze to the young boy he avoided my gaze and watched the floor. “What's your name?”

“Erik…Erik Lehnsherr.” He paused in his answer. “I want to see my mother.”

Glancing over my shoulder I shiver asking the question. “Where's his mother?”

“That needn't be your concern, daughter. She is where she is supposed to be and he will see her again once he shows me what he can do.” My father picked up a bell out of the desk and the guards opened the door revealing a woman who Erik ran to, meaning it must be his mother. My father took out a handgun explaining. “Here’s what we’re going to do. I’m going to count to three…and you’re going to move the coin. You don’t move the coin, I pull the trigger.”

“Dad, no. You can’t!” I attempted to grab the gun from him but he had the two guards by the door grab me and pin me down on my knees and just watch. “One….two….three.”

Erik couldn’t move the coin and I cried out watching his mother get shot. Yet the young boy didn’t dare turn around before he bent the bell and the metal cabinet. Throwing my elbow backwards into one of the guards they tried to grab me but at the same time he managed to crush the metal helmets on their heads until they died beside his mother. “Erik…” I breathe put covering my face until all the metal lab objects stopped getting thrown around above my head.

Uncovering my eyes I gasped eyeing his mother's dead body on the floor. He started crying in anger with my father apalding him. “Outstanding, Erik. So we unlock your gift with anger.” He placed the coin in his hand and headed for the door.

“How could you do that to him!” Rushing forward I grabbed my father's arm and he winced and I saw my hand turn red. Quickly drawing my hand backwards I saw it disappear before he could see I had some power of my own. As far as he knew I was just human like my mother.

My father Sebastian turned around to face me. “He's not like everyone else and I wish to see what he can truly do.” He left the office without saying another word to me or to the boy behind me.

“Erik, I….I'm sorry.” I noticed that he hasn't moved from where he stood and I did consider touching his shoulder. Yet decided no seeing the state he was in now.

He slowly glanced at me sniffing through tears. “You’re a monster, Addison!” I didn’t like the way he said my name for the first time which such anger and hate. Wrapping my arms around myself I left the room figuring it would be hard to gain any trust with him now.

Years later

Things haven't gotten any better between Erik and I. My father has kept me out of the supposed research he calls it. Yet I found out the truth a little while ago…about two years after we met. It was the middle of the night as I made my way down to the sort of bunker room they were keeping Erik in. It had no metal seeing as he could escape. Shutting the door behind me he sat up slightly in the bed but scoffed the second he saw it was me. “What are you doing here!”

“I brought you some extra food from my dinner if you want it.” Reaching inside my jacket I tossed him a zip lock bag that had some biscuits and a half slice of meat seeing that they didn't feed him well.

He caught the bag looking me in the eye briefly. “Why are you being nice to me?”

“Because I'm not like my father, Erik.” I responded with my hands inside my pockets.

The young mutant boy sat in silence just eating the food that I had given him. Moving downward I sat across from him with my hands laying in my lap. I wasn’t sure what to say to him. I knew that he didn’t trust me. “What is the real reason you’re talking to me?”

“Because I heard that they're shutting down everything. The camps, the experiments, everything. My father is packing to get out of here and not get executed. But I thought you should know that I’m here to help you get out of here.” Glancing over my shoulder I watched the door behind us counting down the minutes, figuring if my father found out where I was I would never see Erik again.

Erik stared at me finishing his food before he rolled up the sleeve of his shirt. I noticed the numbers that had been marked onto his left forearm and it made me feel guilty that he was suffering. “You’re really willing to help me, I still don’t understand why.”

“Come with me and you’ll see that I’m someone you can trust.” Raising myself to my feet offering him my hand.

He hesitantly placed his hand in mine asking one more question before I helped him sneak out before we could get caught. “What am I supposed to call you, Shaw girl?”

“Addison is too formal. Call me Addi.”

He got to his feet heading for the door twisting the doorknob and we both saw some flashing lights going down the hallway. He quickly turned his attention to me. “So what exactly is the plan now?”

“How about this? Since I am helping you get out of here then you agree to never hurt or try to kill me.” I suggested shrugging my shoulders.

Erik actually agreed to my shock and awe. “Fine, Shaw girl. But you'll help me find the ones who hurt me.” I squeezed his hand that was still looped with his saying that I agreed in silence before began running and haven't stopped since then.

Shutting the hotel room door behind me with my foot I didn’t hear the tv or anything on in which could only mean that Erik had either left or was just plotting in silence. Sliding my boots off of my feet at the door I paused in the doorway. “How long have you been staring at that wall?”

“That’s not your concern.” He grumbled moving the coin from my father between his fingers, never looking away from the board with pinned maps and pictures leading up to my father’s picture.

Crossing my arms over my chest I huffed. “Maybe it is my business considering the only time you leave is to kill some other Nazi members. So forgive me for being concerned.”

“I didn’t ask you to free me that night, Addison.” He scoffed using my full name knowing I didn’t care for it.

Waving my index finger at him I stepped away from the wall and to the foot of the bed. “I told you to not call me that, Lehnsherr!”

“Addison.” He just kept going until I crawled up onto the bed putting my hands on either side of his head glaring at the man in front of me.

The entire time he just kept moving the coin until I managed to snatch it from him. My freehand landed down on his thigh and he winced where I realized what I was doing and drew my hand back. “Sorry that I might actually care about you after what happened to your family. If you’re gonna hate me for the rest of our lives I guess I’ll just go!”

“Addison….” Erik called for me but I was already around the corner to my bedroom and slammed the door behind me. He noticed the coin had been dropped on the floor and so he slowly used his power, levitating it once more and then launching it right to my father’s forehead.

Once the door was shut I flopped down on my bed screaming into my pillow. A few minutes after that I heard the desk lamp move and a few markers and some of my shoes go flying around…everything had some tiny bit of metal inside them. “Urgh! Why did I have to touch him.” I scolded myself under my breath in frustration.

Sitting upright on the foot of the bed I put my face in my hands. “At some point he'll figure it out.” Raising my right hand I made the pen start to levitate in the air since I still had Erik's power running from my veins for a short time. Laying my head back on the pillow I just stared at the ceiling.

My father couldn't know the truth that I had my own mutation. Because if he knew he would have done everything that he did to Erik on his own daughter. So if them other mutant I was living with needed to hate me then I'd accept it. Since I didn't feel like I could be myself…my true self and that maybe I was broken since I could only take power from others and I didn't have my own abilities.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

The metal controlling mutant sat in silence and finally moved his gaze to my locked door. He felt slightly guilty and confused for treating you badly over the years but he couldn’t see past what he knew. That your father was the man who ruined his life…even though you decided to help him he wouldn’t let his heart change the mission he had inside his head.

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do u have any btl headcanons? like just random ones you can’t fit into the fic cus if so i’d love to hear em 😊

i’ve been waiting for this one

kazuha does those laugh or smoke challenges and gets high on stream

xiao is a huge twice fan and drags everyone to concerts and spends sm money on them he’s also a weeb he can’t be hot and not be a nerd like imagine him reacting to trailers and teasers on stream

if they had those random kpop dance challenges at twitch con i imagine xiao and star wud kill it everytime so nobody bothers to try anymore

heizou drags kazuha to go ghost hunting w him for videos and kazuha believes it’s all bs but he plays along

scara has never been in a relationship but he’s been on dates and hookups so after it came out he was balladeer they all bragged about it on twt

scara paints his nails on stream

i imagine fatui did one of those house tours for their shared home after scaras face reveal

xiao does streams in chinese sometimes and childe in russian for fun

i think ayaka wud be into cosplaying also not a huge fan of her idk i’m a hater so i like to imagine she’s in love w star and is sad when they get tgt w scara

childe makes edits of everyone under favonius and the fans can tell it’s him cus of his editing style

cooking challenge videos like the i cant see hear or talk ones and u guys never manage to cook anything

stardust merch always sells out in .5 seconds

after ur face reveal a lot of creators slid into ur dms

post angst scara saves edits of u and fans expose him for it and u leave dirty comments on all their edits of him

compilations like “xiaoae being parents for ten mins gay” “scara being babygirl for an entire hour” “my favorite kazuha high moments”

forgetting to turn off stream and kissing eo

#behind the lens — asks

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afro-hispwriter · 2 years

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Don't Do That(Smut)

The Batman(2022)

Summary-you no longer can be Bruces scout now that you're pregnant, but after a few months he seems to have found a new partner which causes tension when you see how infatuated he seems to be with her but after seeing him get blown up and not returning for hours it causes you to worry

Warnings- language, bombs, murder, worried reader, insecurity, pregnancy sex, sex in a hospital, oral( f receiving), p in v, angst, breeding kink

*WILL NOT follow most events of The Batman*

w/c- 4.5k

taglist- @blue-aconite @cursedandromedablack @philiasoul @a-little-disguised @pop-rocks-and-skittles @xingqiusliegee @lana-isabelle @dopeqff

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"You're so pretty." The man touched your face and you looked away.

"Y/n you need to look at him, I need to know his name." The Batman's voice rings in your ear and you roll your eyes. You look back at the man and force a smile.

"How much for me to spend a night with you?" He asks and places a hand on your thigh making your breath hitch. Batman had said a name but you didn't care, all you did was stand up and leave immediately.

"Stop! Y/n there's still one more!" He says in the earpiece.

"I cant do this anymore." You say and enter the bathroom. "Bruce I'm not doing it." You say and look into the mirror.

"Just one last guy." He says and stares at you through the screen. You tug at the end of your braids and place a hand on your belly.

"Im pregnant." You say and immediately take out the contacts and earpiece.

"Wait wh-."

You began to make your way out of the club ignoring any man or woman trying to get your attention. You grabbed your coat and shrugged it on and left the club. You hailed a cab and had them take you just a few blocks away from Wayne Manor.

"Thank you." You say and slide them a tip. You barley got a walk in before a familiar black car pulled up next to you and the window rolled down.

"Get in the car." You hear his voice.

"I need to walk."

"Y/n." He says sternly and you look at him and sigh. He stops and you open the car door and sit down. Bruce slid the cowl off and brought two fingers under your chin and tugged it. "Why didn't you tell me? I would've never sent you in there."

"I didn't know how you would react and I know how much you needed the information."

"That doesn't matter anymore, now lets go home and talk ok." He says and leans down and kisses you.

You remember it vividly on why you stopped scouting for him and right now you really wished you didn't. But a pregnant woman is a huge turn off to a lot of men and the club probably would've never let you in.

But right now, the only reason you wished you wouldn't have stopped is because you now see Bruce replaying a video of a beautiful, thin, woman in what it seems like the Iceberg Lounge.

"She's beautiful." You say which startled Bruce he then looked you up and down to take in your attire. You were wearing an all black dress along with a coat, some diamond jewelry, and flats.

"You're not going." He says and heard the elevator ding revealing Alfred.

"Yes I am, Bruce we have to keep up with our appearances."

"Pretty." Says Alfred as he sees the screen and you nod in agreement.

"I know right." You say bluntly and Alfred catches on but Bruce just looks away.

"Mrs.Wayne is right Mr. Wayne, but at least its both of you going out and not just Mrs.Wayne this time." He says and walks closer. "And I know there is a reason you even want to go."

"The Riddler might be there." He says makes sure he has everything.

"Bruce where are your cuff links?" You ask and he looks down and shrugs "Didn't find them."

"That can't be." Says Alfred and starts to remove his Wayne Cuff links. You take a look back at the screen and sigh.

"I'll wait by the cars." You announce and walk away.

"You better not mess that up Mr. Wayne." Bruce looked at him and shakes his head.

"I would never think of doing that." He says and starts walking away.

"Well it seems like the woman on the screen has caught your attention and your dear wife has noticed."

"She hasn't, she's just a partner, temporally. And that's all." He says and leaves Alfred down there.

Bruce makes it down to the cars to see you leaning against the wall taking deep breaths and rubbing your belly.

"You Alright?" He asks and places hand on your belly and smiled softly when the baby kicked against his hand.

"Ya, baby is kicking pretty hard." Bruce removes his hand and reaches behind you to grab the keys to the old Corvette. He opens the door for you and helped you sit down. He made his way to his own seat and began the car. The drive began and Bruce noticed how your knees were faced away from him. He knows you. You were definitely feeling something.

"Whats wrong?" He asked breaking the silence. You side eyes him and shrugged.

"Nothing." Bruce sighed and reached over to gently grab your chin and turn your face to him.

"Darling, you can tell me." You looked down at you hands.

"Am I pretty?" Bruce seemed taken a back by your question before grabbing your hand.

"You are the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on, why would you doubt yourself?"

"The woman on the screen back at the cave, you looked at her the same way you looked at me when we first met, and ever since this baby." You rub your belly through the fabric. "You haven't looked at me like that in a long time." You let go of his hand and went back to your previous position of looking out the window.

Bruce couldn't find the words. Luckily they arrived at the funeral. The police were moving all the guests around, one gestured for Bruce to follow him to pull up. You both looked around, seeing all the people who supported and loved the Riddler, it was sickening almost how people support that man. Bruce placed the car in park and opened the door. He looped around and opened you and held out a hand to pull you up.

He held his arm out and you looped an arm through it. As you waited for the valet to grab the keys, the screams of the paparazzi to get you or Bruce to turn around was all that could be heard. A fancy black limo pulled up. The door opened revealing the infamous Penguin, then followed by Carmine Falcone. Bruce watched them intently, almost glaring until Carmine held his hand out and a black heeled boot steeped out. Bruce had un looped your arms and started walking towards them, leaving you there confused.

"Bruce?" You went up the steps carefully, holding onto the railing to prevent you from falling against the concrete. Just as you were about to reach him, two of Falcone's men stopped you, immediately pushing you back making you stumble. They kept a grip on your arm but it soon ceased when Bruce’s large frame came into view.

"Don't touch her." Bruce was shoving them back with all his might until Falcone himself came over.

"Hey watch it fellas, this is the royal couple of the city, along with their bun in the oven." He glances down at your belly and Bruce settles in to hold you close against his side, Falcones eyes flickered between Bruce's face and yours and chucked. "Kid you are damn lucky she has a pretty face and probably had a beautiful body before the baby." He leaned closer to Bruce and grabbed his arm, and spoke low but you could still hear him. "After that baby she's never going to be the same."

You scoffed and pushed away from Bruce and continued up the steps. Bruce tried to grab your hand but it slipped through as you got farther away, eventually entering the building. As you went to find a seat, the feeling of having to use the bathroom came. You saw the sign pointing to the restroom and sped walked towards it. You had gotten through using the bathroom and washing your hands when screams and a loud crash was heard.

You bolted out the door to see a car crashed into the wall. Police had their guns held up, screaming at whoever to get out of the car. Bruce stood up and began looking around for you. When he saw you, you were already on your way to him. "What happened? Are you ok?" You ask him and brush off his coat.

"I was looking for you then this car came crashing in." Bruce seemed to check you over before turning back to the scene. "You need to go home." He watched as someone came out of the car.

Gil Colson.

Bruce had overheard the police saying he was missing. There was a bomb strapped to his neck along with a phone in the hand. The police were starting to usher people out of the building and you gripped Bruce's arm.

"We both need to go." You saw and tug his arm but he barley moved. "Bruce!?" He glances to his side before he began walking, tugging you along with him. Once he had retrieved the car and you were settled in, he sped off. "When we get back, you go straight to the manor, and don't leave." He says sternly and seemed to push on the gas peddle a little harder. You gripped the sides of the door and breathed out.

"Ok I wont, but first please slow down and second, you have to promise me you'll come back to us." He pulled into the garage, parked, and turned off the car.

"I always do." He placed a hand on your cheek and pulled you in for a kiss, he pulls away and rests his forehead against yours. "And I’m sorry for what Falcone said and how back in the car I didn't say anything I-." "Bruce we can talk about it later, just go try and save that man." You pecked his lips again before opening the car door and leaving. - You had changes out of your clothing and you now sat in the huge living room watching the news intently. There was a live feed playing inside, and the only last thing that happened was your husband arriving in his suit to the scene. He and Colson seemed to just be talking, Batman trying to calm him down every time the phone rang it seems.

"What happening?" Alfred asked and took a seat beside you on the large couch and handed you a cup of tea.

"Nothing, they're just talking... oh shit is he answering." You watched as The Batman swiped the phone and then the audio shut off but the video kept playing. It was barely a minute later when the blast that made your husband get thrown back happened. You felt your heart stop, the feed had cut and it was back to a reporter.

"Mrs. Wayne, you need to stay calm." Alfred tried to console you but all you did was stand up.

"I'll be down in the cave." You took your tea and walked away. Tears threatened to spill from your eyes and when you reached the elevator you struggled not to slide down the metal wall and cry. When the elevators opened to reveal the cave you slowly made your way to the chair. His big bomber jacket was resting on a table and you grabbed it and slipped it over your body. You dug your nose into the fabric and inhaled the scent. "Bruce Wayne you better not be dead." You sat down in the chair and typed away to call him. "Pick up please."

Nothing.

You must've called a hundred more times before you slowly drifted off. You hear heavy familiar breathing in your sleep, and it just got closer and closer. Your head shot up and you looked in that direction.

"Bruce?" You stood up from the chair and took a step back. A dark tall figure appears and you sigh in relief when you see who it was but then groan. He stops running and places his hands on his knees. He looked up to see your belly right in his face and he smiled. He slowly stood up and just as he got to full height he felt a sting to his cheek. "Where the fuck were you?!"

"I deserved that, but shit, I’m sorry I was at the station after the explosion." "I called you, and you never answered." You brought your hand up to his and to the back of his neck to unbuckle the cowl.

"I was knocked out then I had got shot at by the police-."

"Where's your cape?"

"I flew and... hit a bridge." His words shocked you immediately started dragging him to a chair.

"Bruce Wayne you need to be more careful ." You say and you slowly start helping him removing his suit.

"I don't care what happens to me." He says and leans his forehead against your belly. You roll your eyes and sighed, you then grabbed the sides of his face and pulled him up to look at you.

"I care about what happens to you." You say and kiss his lips. "I wouldn't be able to live with myself if you died."

"You're strong, you could have done it." He mumbles and brings his hands to his eyes and takes out the contacts.

"Hey, you're not working right now." You tug on his shoulder but he shakes his head.

"I need to go through what happened tonight." He says without taking his eyes away from the screen.

"Now." You said sternly this time and Bruce looked to his side. He knows better than to argue with you. He let you drag him away from the screen and to the elevator. "You need to shower." All he did was nod and lean against the wall. Once you made it to the room he went into the bathroom. Once the shower turned on you heard the shower door open and you laid down in bed. You must've dosed off because when you opened your eyes Bruce had an arm under you and a hand on your belly.

You woke up to the sudden urge to pee. You expected to feel Bruce beside you but he wasn't there making you groan in annoyance. You did your business and walked out of the room to the living area. Alfred was sorting through the mail and when he saw you approach he smiled.

"Shouldn't you be sleeping Mrs.Wayne?" He asks and looks at you over his glasses.

"My stupid husband left, again Alfred." You pulled a chair and sat down and rested your head in your hands.

"Well me and you both know how he gets."

"I know, I just wished he'd take it easy for a bit." You say and lean back against the chair.

"You and me both." Says Alfred and picks up a card and examines it.

"Who's that from?"

"I’m not sure." He took off his glasses and you watched his face drop along with the card.

Time seemed to move in slow motion after that. Alfred screamed your name as he launched over to you pulled out of the chair and shoved you back. Seconds later you saw red flames that pushed you farther back. It was all black after that.

"Dory, I need to speak with Alfred, something terrible is going to happen!"

"Oh Mr. Wayne, I’m afraid it already had." At her words Bruce's world seemed to come falling down. All he could think about is if Alfred was ok or you. He shouldn't have left, but the bat symbol appears in the sky and with everything going on, he had to go.

But he knew you were fine. You were sleeping two floors up. You were safe. Right?

"Mr. Wayne your wife was thrown back by the blast but from what I saw she had no major physical injuries but they took her to the hospital due to all the smoke she inhaled and to make sure the baby is ok, as for your butler he sustained more extreme injuries." Bruce was shaking, tears we're escaping his eyes, and his fists were clenched.

"Can I leave now, I need to be with them." The police hadn't left him leave, they asked hundreds of questions before they would even tell him what happened to you and Alfred.

"Yes you may, but one last thing, the person who did this left this note card." The police showed him a green envelope. To the Batman

Inside was another riddle but Bruce could care less about it.

"Any idea why this would be sent to you."

"No, Can I leave to be with my family please." Bruce swallowed harshly and tried to prevent the glare that was about to he shown to all the police.

"Yes sorry." Bruce turned around and left. He made his way up the stairs and into the bedroom. He packed a bag a clothes and other essentials for you and going to Alfreds room to grab some for him. He left the tower in a hurry and sped off to the hospital. When he arrived the front desk lady took a look at him and immediately told him the room number and floor.

"Oh Mr. Wayne, 5th floor Maternity, room 227." Bruce didn't even say thank you as he passed her. The elevator went up quick and he reached the 5th floor. He walked quickly through the halls until he saw the room. He didn't even knock as he practically busted through the door.

You jumped when the door slammed open. You watched Bruce drop the bags, shut the door, and immediately walk towards you.

"Baby." He placed his hands on your cheeks and kissed you. "Im so sorry I- are you ok?"

"Where were you?" You moved your face out of his hands and glared at him. "With your 'partner'?"

"What? No, darling I-."

"Is she better than me? Is that it?"

"I wasn't with her, I was with Gordon. And nobody is better than you, Jesus." Bruce then dropped to his knees in front of you and place his hand on your hips and squeezes. "You're so beautiful." He started kissing up your legs. "The most beautiful girl in the world." Kiss. "My wife." "Kiss. "Mother of my child." Kiss. "My one and true partner." Bruce started to lift the hospital gown up your thighs and kissed them again.

He looked up at you and saw tears in your eyes.

"Im sorry I just don't feel like myself anymore." You started to cry but Bruce shook his head. "Don't apologize, I should've been a better husband, should've stood up for you back at the funeral against Falcone, should've reassured you nothing was going on between me and Selina."

"She even has a pretty name."

"Baby." He raised his eyebrow, and you rolled your eyes.

"Ok ok sorry." You both looked at each other. You brought a hand up to Bruce's hair and slowly tugged. You knew it wasn't the time and you both knew it but it wasn't about to stop either of you.

"What’s wrong Darling? You need me?" You nodded and whimpered. "Lets see." He pulled up the hospital gown all the way up your thighs and licks his lips at the sight. "No panties?"

"They didn't give me any." You say and felt your clit throb.

"Glad they didn't." Bruce lowered his head in between your thighs and started to inch closer and closer with his lips. He then dragged a hand from your hip to your pussy lips and started to feel around. "So wet." You slowly let yourself lay back on the hospital bed and take in a deep breath.

"Are we about to have sex in a hospital?" You ask him and he shrugs. "We could always wait until we get home." You then shook your head and grabbed at his hair to being him closer.

"Please, please don't, I need you."

"Who am I to deny my wife?" Bruce then kissed your clit and wrapped his lips around it. You gasped and tugged at his hair and the sheets. He then stuck his tongue out to tease your hole and swirled it around. He released your clit then brought a hand down to your hole and slipped It in. you gasped loudly and arched you back. "So sensitive." he started to thrust his finger harder and faster out of your hole, he slipped in another finger and curled them up.

"Bruce! Please make me cum."

"Ok sweet girl." He brought his thumb over your clit and started making circles, his fingers went faster and harsher and your moans got louder.

"Oh right there." You slapped a hand over your mouth as you clenched around his fingers and wet his face. You grinded yourself back on his fingers as he kept moving them back and forth. He pulled the fingers out and raised himself on his knees and smirked at you.

"You ok?" He asks and you nod. He stood up and watched you chest moth up and down and how your face twisted as all the pleasure wore off, so he thought. "I want more." you say and Bruce leans over your body.

"What do you want? Hmm? Tell me."

"Your cock." You say and raise a hand to the forming tent in his pants and gripped it softly making him groan. You sat back up and slowly reached up to his zipper and button and undid them. You scooted farther to the edge of the bed to pull down his pants but Bruce stopped you.

"Not tonight." He says and slowly and gently pushes you back down on the bed. he grabs the bottom of your knees and pulls your crotch against his. He pushed his pants just under his butt and pushed his boxers just enough for his cock to spring out. His tip was leaking precum, he passed his thumb along it and wraps his fist around it and started jerking his wrist. He brought the tip to your folds and pushed in-between them, coating himself with your juices. He wrapped your legs around his waist and raised his right knee onto the bed next to your hips. "You ready?" he swirled his cock on your hole and only let the head enter making you moan.

"Yes, please give it to-" Bruce pushed in to the hilt and held himself there. Your face twisted as you felt him throb inside of you.

"Fuck." He leaned down and took your lips with his. He held your hips tightly, trying not to thrust in any deeper. You took in a deep breath and felt pleasure run through your body.

"Move." You say and reach up to wrap your arms around his broad shoulders. He brought his hips back and pushed in harder. You dug your nails into his back making him groan at the pain. He raised your legs higher making the back of your thighs hit his own.

"So beautiful." He says and lays down on top of you but kept his weight off of your belly. he pushed you body higher up with his hips to get more comfortable. He started slamming inside of you, his balls slapping against your pussy. You struggled to not scream his name or moan to loud. His cock was so deep, he was hitting your cervix, it was almost painful.

"Bruce I'm about to cum again." Bruce kissed the side of your face and slammed even harder.

"Go ahead, cum around my cock." His pubic hairs brushed along your clit stimulating you even more. You gasped as you came, you scratched at his back and bit his shoulder to suppress your screams, he then grabbed your locs and tugged them back. "Such a good girl, now take me so I can cum inside of you." He gripped your waist and straightened his back out.

"Use me baby, go ahead." You say and grip the bed sheets. Bruce's hair stuck to his forehead, his groans were deep and low.

"So fucking tight and sexy." He says and moans as he feels you tighten around him. He looked down at your belly that was covered by the hospital gown and pushed up the fabric. at seeing your belly his cock twitched. "Fuck if I could, I would get you pregnant again." He leaned down and kissed your belly softly. "Gonna cum inside your pussy." His thrusts got sloppier and you felt your head lolling side to side with each thrust. "Going all stupid darling?" Bruce slammed his cock to the hilt and emptied himself inside, his warm cum coating your walls, and the head of his cock triggered another orgasam out of you. Your body jerked multiple times and Bruce watched.

He pulled out gently and tucked himself back in his pants, then sat down on the bed and grabbed your arms and tugged you onto his lap. You dug your face into his neck and let your breath calm down.

"Did I go to hard?" He asks but you shake your head.

"No. I really needed that, I think we both did. Can we go home now?" You look at him and he nods,

"Lets get you checked out and we still need to check on Alfred." He says and you slide off his lap and he stand up to go to the door.

"He saved me you know? Pushed me out of the way." You say and Bruce stops in his tracks.

"I'm glad he did, because then I probably wouldn't have been able to tell you how much I love you." he walks back to you, grabbing and handing you the bag he brought with him. "I love you so much, I'm going to do better and show you my love everyday until I take my last breath, and god I cant wait for our baby." You smiled at his words and placed a hand on his cheek.

"I love you too Bruce Wayne, and this little one we're creating me, well more me than you but you understand." You chuckled and so did Bruce, which is a rare occasion. Bruce leaned down and kissed you deeply, he tried to push his tongue in but you backed away and smirked. "Bruce, we should go find out about Alfred." Bruce nodded and backed away and just as he was about to reach the door he turned back to look at you.

"You think they heard?" He asks and gestures to the people outside.

Oh they definitely did."

a/n- not proofread and will probably never be proofread

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