#HEL YA DAY KISSED

[kittiwittebane]

PART 4 of ROLLERSKATES AND COUNCIL MEMBERS/BOYS

My guys, I’m sorry for the delay on the third part. Life hurts.

ANYWAYS

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Hunter breathed in. Glandus High School entered the halls of Hexside High. Glandus was a superior school, much more sophisticated and smart than Hexside. But there was one thing that Hexside had over Glandus.

The sport industry.

Hexside had some of the best sports players over all of the schools, so much so that private sporting schools have offered to take them in for scholarships. And this week was the annual Hexside VS Glandus sporting event. As the schools representative council president, Hunter introduces the other school to the newest looks of Hexside to the year sevens of the new year. This year, Glandus was confident they’d win the year seven sporting events, because of one student. This student goes by the name of Cheetah. His real name was Breygen. He was the sportiest person that Glandus High had. The reason for going by Cheetah was because he was extremely fast. Hexsides fastest person was Hunter. He just went by Hunter though.

“But what if I lose?” Hunter murmured. “What if I am not good enough?” the blonde boy put his head down. He’d seen Breygen run. He had rightfully earned the name ‘Cheetah’. He flopped against his locker in the boys locker room, slumping the ground. He quickly got up after hearing someone enter. It was the boy side of Boscha’s group. Hunter sighed exasperatedly. The boys entered, but Hunter avoided them.

“Did you see that Breygen guy run? He outran ALL of our contestants! They’re letting him enter other races!” One of them exclaimed.

“I heard he’s going in the all-out running race!” Another declared. Hunter shuddered. The thought of losing for the school after winning every race in his year up to now was horrible. He put his head in his hands.

“I think he’s faster than Hunter!” he recognised a voice. It was his only “friend”, Callum. His head shot up.

“Oh yeah, if Hunter embarrasses our school he’s going to know about it.” Xavier hissed. “He’s fast, but he’s pretty weak. You can’t have both.”

“Didn’t he dislocate your girlfriend’s jaw?” Callum asked. He heard Xavier shove something against the lockers.

“Just because he did, doesn’t mean he is strong! He is a weakling! Have you seen how malnourished that boy looks? Boscha should have been council president, not him.” Xavier hissed. Though he could not see, he could hear choking sounds. Spluttering and coughing.

“Let him go, Xavier.” One of the other boys said. A grunt came from Xavier before he dropped Callum. Callum breathed in heavily, making up for lost air as the other boys walked to their lockers. Hunter walked around the lockers, walking out as fast as he could, hiding his face even though he was recognisable by his yellow suit.

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Hunter changed into his running clothes, and took one of the breathing exercises Willow had taught him. He sighed and walked out into the field. He saw the people he was up against. Marcus from Glandus, Apollo from Hexside, Javier from Hexside, Lucky from Glandus, Bo from Glandus and of course, Breygen from Glandus. He knew that Breygen was his only real competitor. The others he could beat easily. He looked over at the bleachers, and he could see Willow looking proud. He beamed at her and he felt like his face was already red. To his surprise, Raine was in the crowd. Raine had said they’d come but Hunter hadn’t actually expected them to come. He hoped he could win this. Maybe Belos would be proud of him…

For once…

Hunter lined up on the field, readying for the 800m all-out race.

(For those who don’t know, an all-out race is where everyone, no matter what year or age can enter.)

He steadied in the lineup position, and when the whistle blew, he ran. Swiftly, he made it to 100m far in front of everyone, even Cheetah.

Everyone said he was fast. Hunter thought. Why is he behind everyone?

At the 300m mark Hunter began to lose his breath. And by the 600m mark he was exhausted. But he kept going. That’s when it happened. Breygen, formerly at least 100m behind everyone sped up. He passed Hunter and the blonde boy gasped in surprise. Hunter gathered all of the energy he had and was tying with Breygen. Breygen however, had more energy than he did. Breygen crossed the finish line before Hunter did and everyone went wild.

Hunter congratulated Breygen and found out that Breygen was in fact pretty nice.

“Hey, uh.. congrats.” Hunter scratched the back of his head as he spoke to Breygen. Breygen smiled at him.

“Nice doin’ a race a’ainst ya.” Breygen put out his hand to shake Hunter, who was more focused on Breygens accent than anything else. He didn’t seem to pronounce the letter ‘g’. He shook Breygens hand and smiled.

“You are the first person to beat me.” Hunter smiled kindly. Breygen smiled back and Hunter swore he saw a flicker of a smirk in the expression. He shook his head. He’d lost the race.

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*End of the school day*

Hunter packed up his things and Willow came running up to him.

“You were amazing today!!” She hugged him and he went red.

“MhmmHmmM thAnks.” Hunter wanted to smack himself as the biggest voice crack of all time slipped into his speech.

“I didn’t win though.” Hunter said. Willow snorted.

“I don’t care, you were amazing and you aren’t going to convince me otherwise.” She stated firmly. Hunter chuckled at her. She felt her heart beat fast, delighted to have been responsible for Hunter being happy. Hunter’s happy face quickly changed.

“Belos…” he mumbled subconsciously. Willow’s interest sparked at the mention of the mayor of Bonesborough.

“What about him?” She asked him. He didn’t respond. His heart started to beat rapidly, and things began to run through his mind.

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Belos tugged on Hunter’s earring.

“That hurt!” Hunter cried.

“Crying is for weaklings!” Belos yelled, ripping the earring out. Hunter cried out in pain, using his hand to wipe blood from his freshly nicked ear.

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“I promise I can do better-“ Hunter started before Belos stuck a butcher’s knife into Hunter’s right cheek. Hunter once again, cried out in pain. Blood dripped from the wound, not a slice but a skinning. A small section of his right cheek had been skinned and sliced.

“DO BETTER?!” Belos screeched. “DON’T FAIL IN THE FIRST PLACE!”

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Then Hunter imagined how things would go.

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“Uncle, I won all the gold medals in running except for this one, please don’t hurt me!”

…… and then silence……

“You weren’t supposed to fail……”

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Hunter closed his eyes, not wanting to know what he thought would come next.

“Hunter??” Willow worriedly shook the boy, who was stuck in his mind.

“No!” He said out loud.

“Hunter, talk to me!” Willow wailed. “You’re scaring me!”

Hunter snapped back to reality, tears streaming down his face. He looked at Willow, and broke down. She hugged him tightly.

“Everything is ok. Everything is going to be okay. Whatever it is, it will be ok.” She murmured into his ear. Such calming words she spoke, yet Hunter could not get himself to believe such a thing. For he knew it would be ok. He would not be ok. Nothing would be ok. Suddenly the loudspeakers announced something.

“Students of Hexside and Glandus. As you all may know, the winner of the 800m all-out race was Breygen from Glandus.”

Was……?

“However, a student caught him drinking a performance enhancing substance, yet to be identified. He had been stripped of all of his medals. The winner of the all-out race is now our own president of the SRC, Hunter Wittebane!” The entire hallway looked at him, and cheered. He laughed in his pool of tears, that of which had been overtaken by tears of happiness. Willow had magical words. She was right. It was going to be ok.

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Willow had decided to walk him home.

“Thank you for being my friend.” Hunter looked at Willow with admiration. She looked back at him.

“Anyday.” She grinned. He stopped, gazing into her eyes. Her emerald green eyes locked with his, and his former plan to tell her to let him walk alone from here was abandoned as a new one took over:

Don’t embarrass yourself.

Willow breathed out, and tightened her hands.

“Any time.” She murmured. He just watched her breathe, the rise and fall of her chest somewhat calming. Her presence, in fact, was calming. Just being with her.. was calming. Like he could do no wrong. Like no one could hurt him. Like he was safe…

“I’d better go now.” He said, breaking the silence between them. She looked at him hopefully, like she was waiting for something. Something then sparkled in her eyes. A sparkle he had seen before. Many times. But he couldn’t figure out what it was.

“You ok?” He asked. She nodded, smirking.

“You’re just so cute when you care about me.”

Hunter went redder than Amity.

“WhAt?” He asked, his voice deciding to crack again. Right in front of her.

“I said, you’re cute.” She repeated. “You’ve heard me compliment you before.” She giggled. She gave him a flirty look. “Never been called cute before?” She raised an eyebrow. Hunter just froze. She’d done this before. A couple of times. But this felt different. Together. Alone. He could so easily just..

He coughed awkwardly, unsure of how to react. Willow seemed very pleased with the reaction. She ran her finger across his scar.

“Well?” She asked.

“nO.” Hunter squeaked. Willow got onto her tiptoes and pressed a firm kiss to his cheek. He couldn’t formulate a sentence after that.

“I have- uh a go home I huh hehe.” Is what he managed to say.

“Why don’t I walk you there?” Willow asked. Hunter looked loopy.

“Hehe ok.” He said not really sure what he was agreeing to.

PART 5 OR NOT LIKE THAT WILL BE AN ASK-OUT DATING ONE I THINK >:3

[j-u-u-z-o]

Just Chillin’ (Atsumu x Reader)

Written by me.

Synopsis: Reader is staying over Atsumu’s house after school and they’re both chillin in his bedroom until one move made them needy for each other before they get caught in the middle of the act?

AN: in case you didn’t know, I’m a slut for atsumu and this thought came to mind early in the morning. Hope you enjoy; like/comment or reblog is appreciated! 💕

Warning: high school seniors , minors, grammar, smut, parents are home, lovebirds, caught??

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After a long and tiring four days, it’s finally Friday. You had taken your midterms and ‘Tsumu had long practices and midterms on top of it. You both didn’t really have time for each other until today.

During class, He asked if you wanted to do something after his practice but you didn’t want to. You wanted time with your boyfriend. So you suggested staying over at his house for a few hours.

After dismissal, You were waiting for Tsumu by the school’s entrance after saying goodbye to your friends. After a few minutes, you heard his loud cocky voice and you turned your head to the source. He’s laughing along with his teammates as he talks about the upcoming game against karasuno.

“Haha…yeah. We’re so gonna win this and then -oh! Y/n-Chan~!” He said and waved at you. You smiled at him. Tsumu walks towards you in his white volleyball sweat suit and his backpack on his left shoulder.

“Hey Tsumu.” You looked up at him and smiled warmly.

“Hey Baby.” He cooed and gave a quick peck on your lips. “Were ya waiting for me?” He asked as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders while admiring your beautiful smile. You nodded and tip-toed to rub the tip of your nose with his.

“Get a room, you lovebirds!” Osamu said in disgust.

“Hey, y/n. Thanks for your review notes for English literature. It helped me a lot.” Suna said.

“Shut up, dumbass ‘Samu!” Atsumu turned his at his twin brother. You giggled at the twins and held Atsumu’s hand to signal to stop bickering with him. “Let’s go, Tsumu.”

“See ya guys tomorrow!!” He shouted and waved to his teammates. Osamu decided to go to Suna’s place to study for his upcoming exam and you and atsumu started walking together to his house.

Of course, the walk home took forever because Atsumu’s kept kissing you in every corner with every chance he got. It was getting annoying but you didn’t complain, nevertheless. Finally, the two of you have made it to the front door of his house and atsumu unlocked it.

“Tadaima.” He said while taking of his shoes and you did the same.

Ah! Okaeri, Atsumu! Oh - and y/n~!” His mom said happily in her apron. “Osamu?”

“He’s stayin’ at Suna’s house to study and will eat dinner late, ma.”

“ I see. Well I’m preparing dinner now so you two can hang out together for a while, okay? Make yourself at home, y/n!” She smiled at you and walked back to the kitchen.

“Yes, Mrs. Miya and thank you. Let me know if you’d like me to hel-“ you were cut off when atsumu took your hand and walked up the stairs.

“I thought ya wanted to chill with me, baby.” He said walking up stairs. “We haven’t seen each other since Monday and that was before exams started.” He opened his bedroom door.

“Sorry, Tsumu. She’s so nice I can’t help it.” You giggled as you watched him fall on his back on the bed - feet still on the floor. “You should be more nice to your mother. Especially when there’s guests in the house.” You said and walked to get a game controller and turned on his PlayStation.

“I guess…” he said offhandedly as he took his phone out and unlocked it. Reading his notifications. You shook your head and focused on what game you want to play.

Assassins Creed or God of War? you held the two games up and decided on playing the former. You walked to astumu and leaned to quickly kiss him on the lips before turning your back to the TV.

Both of your knees lay on each side of his legs on the bed as you sat in his lap. You pressed X to “continue playing.”

The sounds of clashing and screaming fills the unlit room. He’s scrolling through his tik tok watching volleyball videos. Once in a while you hear him snort at something he watched and his lower body moved abit.

“Oh my god. I gotta show them this video before practice.” He said to himself while laughing. Once in a while, atsumu looks over his phone to check on you by caressing the back of your calf. You give a small “mmm” to let him know that you’re okay and then he looks back down at his phone.

Minutes have passed and you both start to smell food that has just started cooking. But you don’t say anything. Atsumu spreads his legs a little more so that he won’t get a cramp; but to also not lose the feeling of your warm weight above him.

“What time is it, Tsumu?”

“Mm..’is almost 6pm. Ya wanna snack?” He said as he raised himself and laid his chin on your shoulder with his arms wrapped around your waist and looked at the tv screen. “Not really, I thought I lost track of time even though it’s been like 30 minutes or something.” You shrugged and leaned back against his chest.

“Alrighty then.” He sighed and kissed your neck after pulling your collar down. “Don’t forget ta Press O and X to shoot and run at the same time,babe. Running away ain’t gonna help ya.” He said as he looked up at the screen again. You giggled “wanna help me, Tsumu?”

“Nah. Ya on your own. I know ya can do it, babe.” He chuckled. However, when you’re struggling to survive in the game you bounced on him in annoyance.

He gasped at the feeling. One arm is wrapped around your waist and his other hand moved down under your skirt - to lay it on your inner thigh. His hand is so warm that you spread your knees wider to feel more of his touch. But you didn’t think much of it.

“I need to look for more knives and a spot to hide.” You mumbled to yourself.

Atsumu moved his hand down in your thigh- Close to your panties and caresses it. You looked down at the action that’s happening under your uniform skirt and turned your head to him. “Tsumu? What are you doing?” You asked. “Jus’ wanna feel ya, is all.” He said looking at you with slight smirk. “I missed you so much.” He ended with a pout.

“I’m right here.” You snorted as you turned your head back to the game. Atsumu hummed in agreement and kissed your right cheek.

A few more minutes passed and the level of the game gets harder that you didn’t realize that your body is leaning a bit forward - your lower body grounding itself on your boyfriend. His member, that is.

You felt his fingers brush lightly against your covered area. The feeling was distracting you from the sudden ambush in the game. So you leaned forward more to slightly lift yourself from the gentle touch.

Atsumu smirked when he looked up at you. He knows you’re trying to evade him. He Lightly chuckled as the fact that you’re Pretending that you don’t like it. But that doesn’t stop his fingertips from rubbing against your covered pussy no matter how much you try to push yourself away.

“Tsumu, stop”. You said softly. You’re being mindful about his Mom for crying out loud! Plus she’s making dinner. But it’s been a while since you’ve been close to him. So…to play “devils advocate”, You used this opportunity to grind on his clothed member. Slowly with good measure while battling a random beast in the forest.

Atsumu leaned back a bit as he looks at you - watching you grind on him from the back. “Babe…” He breathed. Mesmerized by you grinding on him.

“Shut up. You started this, tsumu.” You retort and blushed.

You can’t see his face but he’s biting his lip as he’s looks at the side of your face. “But I got a better idea, babe.” He whispered close to your ear. His hot breathe made clench -on nothing- but you’re low key curious about what he’s thinking about.

He slowly pushes your panty aside and starts to rub your clit in circles. The feeling of his fingertips feels rough but the friction feels so good as you’re starting to get wet. Still sitting on his lap in reverse - laying both knees on each side of his legs, jut your hips forward to grind on his fingertips.

“Mm…” you bit your lip when you clenched again at the sensation. Pausing the game, “Tsumu, put it in.” You said impatiently. He pulled out his cock and rubbed it between your wet lips and then aligned himself in your entrance. You slowly lowered yourself as his girth slid inside you easily thanks to your arousal.

You heard Atsumu mouth a heavy breath against your ear and felt him place his hands on your upper thighs as you began to grind on him and went back to the game. “Oh fuck, baby” he moaned and laid his forehead on your shoulder.

You mouth shaped an “o” when you felt him throb inside you as you played the game. His big hands gripped and caressed your inner thighs mimicking how his cock feels inside of you before he kissed your neck lovingly.

“Unh…Tsumu.” You moaned. You love it when he feels you up. Touching and caresses you in a perfect rhythm.

“Mmm..”he hummed in response. Too focused on your hips grinding in circles and your pussy clenching him every time. He moves one of his hands down to rub your clit with his fingertips to reward you.

This time, you lift yourself and dropped. he moaned a “Ohh..!” a bit loudly and moved his hands on your hips to keep you in place. “Ohh fuck.” He hissed and picked up the remote to raise the volume. You smiled at the tv screen on purpose. “Mmm…just like that, baby.” Atsumu groaned as you kept moving in circles- jutting your hips forward every time the veins on his cock rubbed against your clit.

The bed bounced as you topped him in reverse and Atsumu’s hands never left your hips to anchor you. Especially when he scooted off the edge of his bed a little to thrust deeply into you. You yelped at a particularly hard thrust that you almost dropped the game controller. “Tsumu..!” You whispered to him loudly.

“Mmmm…?” He said while bucking up against you deeply. You weren’t sure if that was an answer or a moan as you were distracted by his long strokes. You wanted to protest but the sensation and the pace was too much.

You forgot about the game as You were breathless each time he hit that spot and the bouncing of your breasts inside your buttoned down shirt made you feel hot. Especially his grip on your hips which will definitely leave marks on you.

You try to call his name offhandedly due to the bouncing. “Tsu-!”

“Atsumu? Y/n? You two are okay?” His mother said. The two of you snapped your heads to the door as she tried to turn the bedroom knob.

It’s locked.

“Yeah we’re good. We’re jus’ playing my video game.”

“Oh. Y/n? Do you need anything? A snack or water?”

“Ah..erm..n-no thank you, Mrs. Miya” you managed to say. Still breathless -in disguise- as you’re currently getting bottomed out by Atsumu who doesn’t know when to stop. Especially right now.

“Okay. Well dinner will be ready in about 15 minutes.” She said softly and walked downstairs.

“A-atsumu!” You said breathlessly as he puts both hands under your knees and lays on his back and started thrusting slowly and deeply. He grinds in circles; Focused on the feeling of your tight walls and pussy taking him so well. You winced at the feeling of your sore legs but eventually relieved now that it’s raised after laying them on the bed for a long time.

“Ugh…Your pussy feels so good, baby.” He groaned and spreads your legs wider to get deeper into your pussy. You look down at the action. His thighs hitting the back of yours, your ass jiggling each time he’s bucking into you. You can even see the red tip of his cock reappearing each time.

You’re breathing uncontrollably due to his controlled thrusts. Your breasts bouncing in your buttoned shirt that you bit your lip and dropped your head back and closed your eyes. You even dropped the game controller on to the side.

“Rub that clit for me, baby.” He said breathing heavily. You followed and rubbed it in circles as you suddenly whined when you clenched tightly at the sensation. Atsumu responded by changing his pace quickly that you moaned his name, heavily.

He raises his head off the bed and opens his mouth. breathing heavily at the feeling of your pussy clenching him. “That’s it,baby. That’s it.” He whispers knowing that your climax is reaching soon.

“Yeah..yeah.” He breathed. feeling your pussy clench and starts squelching at his thrusts. He raised himself and his hands holds on to your inner thighs as he bucks into you. You turn face to the side a bit to kiss him passionately.

“Tsumu, I’m gonna cum…” you breathed into his mouth.

“We’re almost there, baby” he smiled in the kiss and wraps an around you as the other starts to rub your clit with enough measure. You moved your hands to the sides to grip the sheets.

You hips starts to gyrate and you breathe hastily in his mouth as you reach your climax. “Unh…s-sumu” you moaned as he bucks fast to reach his climax too.

He rubs your clit in circles quickly. “Ugh.! Ah..ah..” You said breathlessly each time in his mouth as you squirted on the bedsheets and on the floor. “That’s my girl.” He praised before he grunted and pulled out.

“Mmm…” he said kissing you deeply while still rubbing your sore clit, softly. He puts his cock back inside and slowly rolls his hips because he just can’t get enough of your warmth. Tongue kissing you and kissing you again passionately.

You broke the kiss and looked at him in the eyes. He looks so pussy drunk. you think to yourself. You giggled at his face as you grinded your throbbing pussy against his fingertips. “Mmm..Tsumu…let’s clean up.”

“Hmm..?” He looking at you expectantly now caressing your spreaded inner thighs.

Your pussy must have taken him to another world or something. You think again. “So…I need to get up now, dummy” you giggled.

His eyes widened. “Ohhh..yeah. We should.” He smiled droopily. You pinched his cheek.

You lift yourself off of his lap and walked -limped- to his dresser to get towels. Atsumu chuckled. “Ya need help with that, baby?” He asked while putting his dick back in his sweat pants.

You rolled your eyes as you threw a towel at his face and slowly bent down to clean up the mess on the floor.

“Atsumu! Y/n! Come downstairs. Dinner is ready!” His mother announced.

The thought of going downstairs worries you because of your sore legs that your face couldn’t hide the pain. What would his mom think caused it? You were playing videos games. You don’t want her to be suspicious.

“You sure about that baby?” Atsumu asked as he looked at you while he pulling the bedsheet from his bed.

“Shut up, Tsumu!” You pouted and threw the wet towel but you missed.

Atsumu chuckled. “Ha! You missed.” He sticked his tongue out.

[vacantgodling]

i wrote a Ridiculous thing (the narration style is definitely Out There) to poke at red and hel a bit so have… whatever the fuck this is.

gently tagging @void-botanist

If you were to go into any tavern in any village in (country), and asked someone how the Wolf Queen came to be, if you weren’t arrested first, their hushed whispers would vary. Some think she is a trickster sent far from the west, sent by the goodness of light to punish the old king’s wicked ways. “He gambled and lost,” a farmer would tell you. “And couldn’t live with tha shame n’ died. She sits on tha throne now but that throne’s well n’ cursed, and it’d do ya good not to ask more questions than you need to.”

Others would point out that it wasn’t a divine plot; that the king simply wed her, and in doing so he lost. “That’s why you don’t believe things that are too good to be true.” A barmaid would tell you, as she divvied out stew. “Like that rumored half off special. Pay up for your brew.”

Travel further to the east where the cities are grown; tall buildings of stone that kiss against the sky, and they’ll tell you she killed him, it’s as simple as that.

“Drew her talons cross his neck, and can’t be deader than that.”

Still others might blend a variety of the story, until it’s hard to discern, what parts are true and what’s legend; embellishment or propaganda.

The one person you should listen to, if you ask your peruse, is the one who quirks his brow, with a smirk beguiling and slow, simply looks you in the eyes and asks

“What will you pay to know?”

For that, dear reader, is how our story begins. For one Rosmarin Red, bloody scythe in her hand.

The blood dripped onto the tavern floor; plip plip; and yet the tavern raged on around them, as though neither of them spoke at all. From a contract she came, to put food in her stomach and a warm pillow under her head. The killing kind; of course, any one you who earned your ire. Petty mistresses in their beds, or off with landlord’s heads. As such and still, her dead eyes bore holes into this smart mouthed stranger, daring him to oppose.

The man didn’t seem phased; in fact, it’s as though he was expecting her. He leaned on his arms forward, with his boot, kicked out a chair towards her.

“Sit with me awhile.” He said, taking a drought from his cup. “And regale me. The Red Death, I presume?” The petite girl nodded, then dropped her scythe towards the floor, taking hold of the proffered chair in a dealthy tight hold. She eased herself into it, and if you noticed well; there was no clatter from the instrument’s careless discard.

The man knew it as well, still smiling, still sharp minded. He called a waiter up and ordered the young assassin a cup.

“On me.” He said gently, but the sparkle in his eye was knowing. “Who was it who taught you that rhyme?”

“I don’t know.” Red said back. “Not by name.”

“I imagine you kill many who you don’t remember at all?” He asked with a smile hidden into his mug. “No.” She did not smile, nor sip. She continued to bore holes in him; anyone else would squirm stiff. But the man knew his worth, and knew he was valuable at least not to kill, so he relaxed even further, swirling the drink in his hand and contemplating his fill.

“News of you has reached my ears.” He tried for another approach. “Heard you would come looking for me, one day or another.”

“Then you know why I’m here.” The assassin said tersely. “So what do I owe you.” The man clicked his tongue, for the game had just begun.

“Impatience, my dear, is a virtue on occasion. But not now, at least. I’ll offer you a deal—you offer me your finest possession and I’ll give you the answer you seek.”

Red considered this. Considered it well. So hard in fact that it was near dawn when she answered.

“I have no money to offer you, nor children to sell. I have no clothes other than the blood covered ones that hang to my back. No riches, nor connections can this deal between us bring. But I do have myself, and any services you ask of me.”

After saying it soft like a midnight chime, Red pressed her face to the table, hiding her eyes.

“… Please.” She whispered finally, though elaborate she did not. At the heartfelt display, the man would admit he was touched.

“Raise your head, sweet Red, no need to grovel just yet. The night is older than we shall be. Come, I will give you lodgings for the night, and then in the marrow, our exchange we shall write.”

[3000-200-grains-of-salt]

i ramble a lot be warned <33

"if you woke and i was gone"

jes' sumthin short, sweet, and angsty for @aquaquadrant and @lunarcrown 's hels to pay au :] im known for fluff but i wanted to cry for a change i guess </3

bigger better things comin! <33 but i literally just got back from a 6 day thing ereyesterday w/no drawing time and in actually 7 hours i have to wake up to get on an airplane and have not slept yet. lmao. im gonna see the crane wives in chicago literal core memory abt to be made, ill keep ya posted otherwise.

also my vaforite crane wives song????? in the HashTag official pathbubs playlist???????? and also the songs i used for art titles???????? i am crying thbak you!!!!!!!!! <33333

and i dont say it enough, but thank you to wveryone for supporting me! every reblog helps and even a lil' like helps me microdose serotonin!

and thank you specifically to lunar n aqua for being so incredibly kind and leaving like an entire Paragraph of tags on each of my arts.!!!?.?!!?!! every time i see your guyses names in my notifs i get so incredibly happy and its not even funny because one day we're all gonna be 80 yrs old and still in the hermitcraft fandom and ill have a heart attack and die becuase i was so overjoyed to see that you liked my pieces!!!!!!!!!! genuinely yall have been a main reason why i create art in recent days, you both are so skilled in each of your respective crafts its amazing iand you dont get it wnough!!!!!!!!! my """little""" deranged series of pathbubs works has made me see a Significant improvement in drawing heads in 3d spaces! (cough cough its all th e kissing poses cough hm what was i sayin) and anatomy in general! ive gained such an understanding of the hesd in 3d, the way it attatches to the neck+torso and im feeling good about my art and like im actually improving and its because of two people and their names are lunarcrown and aquaquadrant seriously i cant thank you enough for just being here and doing what you do whether it be breathing life into empty canvases or creating whole universes in that squishy grey lump of sauce you keep in your skull or somehow making me cry because of a buhnch of squiggly lines and aeird symbols smushed together that i somehow understand?????? by using my own grey slab of meat????????????!!!!!!!!!!! just!!! wow!!!!!!!! i need to take a minute or twelve to go like bake bread and look at the stars and stuff and appreciate human life and the universe and maybe think about the mars opportunity robot

anyways. the POINT is. ...i lobve these gay idiots and the two incredible people who made them. love yall nd see you in a week <3

[bdudette]

POLTERGEIST PART 2 - V. H.

MASTERLIST || VANCE HOPPER

Summary: And she tried to help him live to destroy the bastard.

Character: Vance Hopper x Poltergeist! F! Reader

Warning Tags: Super, duper long — Violence, Lots of Cursing, Some Descriptions of Gore, Character Deaths, The Grabber, Some Angst, ghost kiss, kinda out of character Vance ? I hope not but yeah —

[A|N]: I hope you guys liked this. I had to cut it into two from how long it was since I didn’t wanna leave this in a cliffhanger like I had done on the first ever made fic. Yeah — still crappy but the longer the better … right ?

Part 1 || Part 2 | Here || Part 3 ?

And so, the few quiet days were of the ghostly apparition helping Vance dig down a hole — with Vance doing all of the physical job since she can’t really get a good grip on touching stuff —, find a cable and place it in a good position, remember the lock number he will need soon after he got rid of the human monster — all with the help of the other ghostly kids — and suggested for him to continue on breaking the wall for the thing he will need later on.

All whilst doing this, she also helped him hide and be sneaky about their plans and actions. Fearing the Masked Monster might figure out what Vance was doing and get rid of him way quicker than he seemed he might do whenever he came in to feed and eerily stare (?) at the blond teen as if he was expecting him to do something.

The only thing Vance did was say a few crude choices of words that were meant for the man. Holding back his anger, his bite, his fists in fear of ruining everything [Y|N], the other kids he couldn’t see, and he planned for a bit now.

Going back to planning and doing what he needed to do as soon as that bastard left.

The girl couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief that Vance was up to doing this — well, she shouldn’t be surprised because from what she remembered of him — he is a fighter. A strong fighter that never backed down. At some point she was kind of scared of him when she was still alive. But — she also found him fascinating from what she remembered.

At some point she even found the blonde guy attractive — well, not that he still wasn’t of course. Even in her ghostly form she found the other attractive — ah. But now wasn’t the time to be thinking of these things. She was dead. There was no time for such romantic thoughts on how she had started liking him after seeing him that one sunny day in the drugstore where the sun’s rays radiated against his face and eyes and hair so beautifully as he passionately played pinball —

“ Fuckin’ shit ! “ her attention was brought back to Vance when she heard him hiss out, pulling his hand out the mattress as he accidentally cut himself with the small pocket knife she had when she was brought here and hid in there. She moved — more like kind of floated — towards the dirty blonde, staring down at his slightly bleeding pointer finger.

He brought it into his mouth, licking the blood off with a cringe, hoping to stop the bleeding. He moved his head to the right, squinting when he saw the slightly translucent figure of the ghostly girl right next to him. He tried not to flinch away at her sudden appearance … once again. He was — kind of getting used to her coming out of nowhere by now. Though — he still keeps on cursing at her to stop doing that.

“ are you okay ? “

The blue eyed punk moved his hand away with a scoff, shaking it with a frown as he went back to looking for the item, being more cautious and careful this time, “ ‘in’ course I am, just a small cut tha’z all. You could help me look for your little knife ya know ? “ he glanced at his finger once again, seeing that blood started piling up once again but decided to ignore it. He didn’t exactly have anything to cover it up right now anyways.

The girl smiled, sitting down on the bed — body making no difference at the weight change since she is a ghost — as she looked at Vance’s face, studying him with little shame and amusement, shrugging as she decided to be helpful once again and pointed somewhere on the mattress, an inch away from where Vance’s fingers were digging into the beaten up mattress.

“ it’s right here, be careful, it’s pointing towards your fingers, don’t want you getting hurt again “

Vance rolled his eyes at what she said, his cheeks heating up at the comment ever so lightly as he went to grab at the object. He didn’t really know how to respond to the concern, really. He wasn’t used to being cared for — not used to anyone telling him to be careful. And it’s so cringingly gross hearing her care … but uh, not in a bad way. It’s just … weird considering it sounded so genuine.

Maybe she was being genuine though. After all, despite her being dead and not having an actual need to worry for him — she continued to help him, continued to be there for him when he felt too off in the darkness after that monster left, it was so fucking weird !

But uh — yeah, wasn’t … so bad that he’d yell at her to stop. But he was still wondering, curious as to why she acted this way towards him.

“ Why are you … helping me ? Really, like … fuck, why are you even trying to help me live ? Help me get out of here ? I can’t really give you anything back, can’t even give you shit right now and probably will never — “ he was stopped abruptly from continuing his talking, a cold finger placed on his warm, cracked yet soft lips.

The girl smiled down sadly at Vance, yet her eyes held a hint of slight irritation and guilt — and even a hint of empathy. She shook her head as she moved her hand away from the pinball lover with an itch of hesitancy, the other didn’t move his mouth again, instead, he looked down at his hands that laid palm up with the small pocket knife laying on them.

She moved to say something — but suddenly, she looked behind her quickly, the knife in Vance’s hands flying out and digging down into the mattress’s ripped holes as to be hidden. Everything out of place was kept hidden as she disappeared along with the flickering light in the kind of dark place as the door suddenly opened to reveal the masked monster holding a tray of food.

This stay from the monster was different from the rest of the other stays, every time he was fed and he finished, the guy left but even as soon as he finished eating, the bastard stayed. The thing Vance hated more in his moments in here was when he spoke, when he used that cheery, concerned, and cautiously used fake tone. It was so disgusting it always made the blond teen cringe in disgust visibly.

It also angered him when the masked motherfucker spoke too, the way he said things like ‘ I won’t hurt you, I will never hurt you, ‘ and all that crap almost always made Vance want to jump from the mattress and fucking kill that fucker — but, now is not the time … not yet.

Though, he had an itching feeling in his gut that told him that the time is near, soon, way too close for comfort. The long time the guy stayed behind and also he kept on staring at him with coldness in his eyes, right leg bouncing in anticipation as his eyes sometimes kept on glancing at the quiet phone as he spoke to him — that was enough signals to tell him that his stay here won’t be long.

Vance should speak to [Y|N] about this.

At least 30 minutes passed away until the monster left. He laid down on the mattress with a tensed body, never putting down his guard as he stared at the metal door with his arms propped behind his head. He must’ve been so focused on the door that he didn’t notice the girl’s bloodied body appearing right next to him on the big mattress.

Which is why he almost jolted again when he suddenly heard someone speak next to him, shivering at the coldness the girl brought with her. Noticing how this time, the lights flickered so softly he almost didn’t even notice that either from how lacking the light was.

“ there’s … there’s actually something you can give me … “ she spoke softly, well — softer than usual. Vance almost didn’t hear her but he was able to since he still laid down next to her, turning his head towards her to look at her with a raised brow.

Vance continued to stare at her as she continued to not move for a moment. Staring at the ceiling blankly as her hands laid next to her body. She almost looked … dead — well, she is but — “ … but it’s not the reason as to why i’m helping you. not really. the reason for doing that is because … i want you to live … live longer than we ever did — to remove this masked bastard off the streets before he does the same thing again … and because I care for you “

She stayed quiet for a little too long after saying her reasons, the teen boy gave a grunt next to her to continue speaking, trying to ignore the heat that slowly got a hold of his ears, face and neck. If he ignored it long enough these random unexplainable feelings might go away. The ghost girl turned her head to look at him with a small smile, noticing the scrunch expression he was giving her and even kind of noticed one of his ears turning a soft tint of red before she continued on.

“ My name. “

Vance stared blankly at her for a moment before suddenly sitting a bit up, setting both hands on the mattress to support his body as he gave a questioning look at the girl next to him. Soft curls of his dirty blond hair lightly rolled down the side of his head as they shaped and kissed his face ever so lightly. His beautiful blue eyes seemed to stare down intensely at her as they became a tad darker from the lack of light hitting them.

“ What do you mean by that ? You — don’t know know your name ? Did you forget it or something ? How the hell does that even work ? “

He asked curiously, no hint of malicious or taunting intent showed up in his words as the ghost girl sat up, turning her body slightly towards him as she crossed her legs criss crossed. She continued on smiling at the boy who kept on looking curious, confused, and … sadness. How could she still be smiling despite everything — everything that has happened to her ? Even when she was alive, the few times he saw her — she continued to smile. A long full, distant smile is what she always gave out.

“ I don’t really know but — everyone who is here with me … we’ve all forgotten our names as soon as we woke up looking — well, being — ghosts so … we don’t … we don’t really know ? “

Said the ghost girl, causing Vance to silence his words, opening his mouth for a second before closing it again. He furrowed his brows. Feeling down, for himself ? No. For her and the other guys he has seen as of yet — hopes he’ll never see them actually considering that’ll mean that he is is dead — ? Yeah.

He checked at the inward of his bottom lip, a thing of habit that shows up whenever he thought deeply of something. He stayed staring at the girl in front of him, biting at his own lip before stopping. Which the girl was glad for, the intense stare almost caused her to flush and disappear if he hadn’t stop any time soon.

“ [Y|N]. [Y|N] [L|N]. That’s your name. “

The light seemingly started to flicker rapidly, turning brighter and brighter by the second — this suddenness had Vance looking up and cringing as he scrunched his eyes before the supernatural activity slowly calmed down. He looked down at the girl again — only to tense up when he saw her smiling so brightly at him, tears at the inner corner of her eyes.

“ Thank you, thank you so much Vance ! “ She sniffles out loudly as she scotted closer to the living human, changing into a kneeling position and moving forward towards the tensed teen with her arms open wide. She wrapped her cold body against Vance’s own warm one with happiness pouring out of her.

The blond punk only continued to freeze as he didn’t really know how to react to this sudden sign of affection. Unused to such a thing as the inside of his body somehow started getting hotter and hotter by each passing moment. He slowly picked up an arm up, before awkwardly patting at the ghost’s body — or tried to. He really couldn’t do it since his hand seemed to go through her whenever he tried to touch her despite her being able to kind of touch him — so he just mock patted at her back.

Vance was expressively cringing as he looked to the side, body awkward, tense and hotter than ever before. Yeah. This was weird. This was also shitty — good shitty ? He wasn’t sure. A few moments passed before the blonde spoke up again. Hoping to ruin the mood and make this moment pass because all he felt was awkward and he was sure as hell not used to this shit.

“ Hey, uh — fuck — did you notice how that motherfucker acted when he was here ? Pretty sure he’s made up his mind on killing me off soon. “

He said quickly. And moment gone.

Dumb Extra

The three boys in the shadows stared at the two figures that sat on the gross mattress. One felt a little jealous that the girl had gotten her name, the other couldn’t care less but still felt embarrassed by the public — not really — display of affection , whilst the youngest couldn’t help but stare as he observed.

It was quiet for a moment before the youngest decided to ruin the silence with his sudden rambling, “ No fair ! How come she got her name before us ? Pretty sure we died before her ! “

“ Hey, hey, do you think they are gonna kiss ? That’s gonna be a little weird since we’re watching, honestly “

“ Ahhhh , he seriously ruined the mood ! Probably lost his chance from getting his first kiss, haha ! “

The older boys groaned, one of them facepalming while the other shook his head at — what they both now saw [ and have for a while now since they’ve all been dead for long ] — their younger ‘ brother ‘, not yet used to his random, unnecessary ramblings.

“ Be quiet, dude “ said the paper boy

“ Yeah, what are you even talking about anyways ? I’m sure girl — [Y|N] … ? — is going to still kiss him by the end ! “ said batter as he disagreed yet somehow encouraged the youngest’s thoughts. Paper boy glared at him in exasperation while the batter shrugged with a ‘ what ? ‘ expression clear on his face.

Yeah. They need to stop gossiping.

E|A|N : What have I done ? I wrote too long again. Unnecessarily. Sob ! Now I have to make a part three. I’m not even confident that this is good but uh — oh well. I promise that the next chapter is the last chapter !

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@w4lkingcorpqe @cosmoony

[aquaquadrant]

Deep Breath in.... Deep Breath out....SCREAMING

Thank you for this amazing update it was so so good. I will probably end up sending multiple asks (apologies in advance) because there is so much to process. This was such an amazing chapter! Your ability to capture these strong emotions and display what I feel is accurate characterizations is truly captivating. I've been so pumped for this chapter and I was just so blown away by it.

God first off Impulse. IMPULSE!!! My man literally carried Tango to a safe place, helped the ranchers feel safe, and just went full Dad mode. I flipped when he went full demon mode after finding out what happened to Tango. Man was ready to enter Hels and destroy Hels Tek block by block.

Jimmy getting hints about Watcher stuff as well was *chef kisses*. Kinda curious can Martyn and Scott hear what the Watchers are saying to Jimmy? Martyn seemed to step in just when they were getting extra hurtful.

God you fed us with Ranchers too. I was so happy that Tango may slowly be starting to get that he is loved. The way Jimmy didn't back down. uggggg perfection

Also Tango associating quartz with Hels was so painful. My man went through every trauma response this chapter and probably will still hit like 30 more.

Small questions you might not be able to answer yet but will ask anyways. When Tango went through the portal, is it still open on Double Life or did Jimmy get in at the last second? If Tango did break the portal would he or Bravo be able to get back to the rest of the universe? You mentioned that Bravo's sense of superiority shows up differently in Tango, is that Tango enjoys watching other suffers. That he enjoys the power it gives him or is that more of a trauma response due to strong need to be in control and by killing others he feels like he is strong enough to protect himself? Or I guess a combo of both hahaha. Ummmm last question for now can I like stab Atlas for like everything? Especially the collar? That cool ya awesome I'm gunna assume that's a yes

HEY NOVA always great to hear from my readers, no apologies needed ^^ i’m glad u enjoyed it!

loved getting to give impulse a bigger role in this update- as tango’s oldest friend on hc, it just made sense that he’d be front and center. and getting to show demon mode was the cherry on top 👌

martyn and scott CAN indeed hear jimmy’s watchers if they’re close enough, scott just tries his best to pretend they don’t exist out of spite while martyn is more sympathetic to being the brunt of their jokes. neither of them want to talk to jimmy abt it tho bc they think he’s better off not knowing abt the watchers, even tho the alternative is him thinking his own thoughts are super mean ;(

(but neither of them were close enough to catch grian’s brief slip into watcher state, in case anyone was wondering)

GLAD U ENJOYED THE RANCHER MEAL 💃 there’s a lot of interesting hels dynamics and worldbuilding and angst to explore in this au but at the end of the day, this is a rancher’s au for a reason 🙏😤

obvi u sent this in before i answered other asks abt it but JUST in case u didn’t catch those, tango was interrupted before he could break the portal, and if it were broken, they would still be able to open a portal out of hels using another player’s data.

as for ur other question, it’s def a bit of both. tango’s always had a bit of sadism in him as an amplification of bravo’s superiority complex. one of his favorite pastimes pre-hels tek was to set traps outside of the cities and wait for players to stumble into them and perish terribly, while he watched with delight. but after hels tek, he fixated more on mob farms as a way of trying to reclaim that trauma, while ALSO being a more socially-acceptable way to scratch that itch.

and last but not least, u can TRY to stab atlas but ur gonna have to wait at the end of a very long line.

[wannaseewhatshangin]

by chance could ya do 5 for johnny?? tytyy

You ran to Johnny. The socs have got ahold of him while at the park. The gang ran behind you, worried about Johnny of course.

“Are you okay, honey?!” You questioned loudly, checking him for cuts and bruises. He just stayed quiet.

“..Johnnycake? Are you okay? What happened?” You ask again but again no answer.

You rubbed your hand on his cheek and he swatted it away. “If you didn’t treat me like a baby, they would’ve never seen me as a punching bag!!” He practically screamed at you.

You flinched at his loud voice. He has never yelled at you, let alone anyone like that.

“Johnny.. I was just trying to hel-“ he cut you off by pushing past you as you cried.

The next day was exhausting. You got no sleep whatsoever. You decided to stop by the Curtis house to hang out.

You walked in through the door, seeing the gang immediately.

“Hey y/n!” You heard from the gang.

“..hey.” You didn’t show much emotion. You were still upset over last night.

“You know Johnny’s not mad at you, doll. He was just steamed up after everything.” You trusted Dallas. He was the one Johnny talked to the most besides you and pony.

You nodded your head, in a way of saying that you understand.

Johnny walked through the door, he froze as he saw you. He ran over and hugged you. The gang left you two alone so you could talk.

“I didn’t mean what I said, hun.” He cried into your shoulder.

“It’s okay johnny, I was just trying to help andI promise I will stop being so protective.” You kissed his cheek.

“No. I like that you’re protective. And I love you.” He pecked your lips. “I love you too johnnycake.”

I’m sorry that my writing is so short! I haven’t had any motivation lately. I hope you like it!🫶

[disneyanddisneyships]

Imagine an AU where Jason tries to do THAT again to Aponi in hell

And Al overhears and is just like:

Enjoy being sad.

Alastor x OC fic

Warnings: s3xual as*ault, r*pe, ab*se, this is probably triggering so read carefully (talking to u julia).

Today was the day Aponi planned on confronting Jason about what happened when they were alive.

She had been planning this for days and finally worked up the courage to call her ex boyfriend to tell him to meet her at the hazbin hotel.

She paced around her room, hands nonchalantly being placed on her stomach.

She walked downstairs at the perfect time to see Jason walking through the door.

"Jason...." she muttered. He didn't say anything.

Aponi took him up to her room and locked the door. If Vaggie found out he was here, Aponi would have to physically restrain the moth from doing something.

"What do you want Lilly," Jason asked as he sat on the chair in her room.

"I wanna talk about what happened," Aponi replied.

"Oh my God. Here's what happened my little flower; I gave you a few kisses and you went and killed yourself and our baby," Jason scoffed.

"That's not fair, asshole. You and I both know what you did," Aponi defended.

"Oh. You want me to do it again baby girl?" Jason asked as he stood up and walked toward Lilly with a smirk. "No one cares down here. I can do whatever the fuck I want," Jason muttered dangerously as he pinned Aponi against the wall.

Aponi's eyes widened in fear. "Jason no. Get off," She stated calmly.

"No. Stay still you little bitch," he growled as he moved to take off her clothes.

Aponi pushed him away. And went to unlock the door.

Meanwhile from outside, alastor was roaming the halls, specifically next to Aponi's apartment.

"Hel-"

Aponi's scream was cut off.

"Come here, bitch!" Someone yelled.

There was rustling behind the door.

"SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE!" Aponi screamed.

Alastor was quick to all but kick the door down only to find Jason and Aponi on the floor, Jason on top if her holding her down while Aponi was on the bottom, tears running down her face as she struggled to get up.

"Who the fuck are you? Can't you see were busy?" Jason asked.

Alastor processed what he was seeing, noticing more things such as aponi's pants being down and the forming bruises on her face. Not to mention Jason's hand wrapped around her neck where alastor knew was sensitive.

Alastor's eyes narrowed as the environment glitched around them.

"Get off of her," Alastors voice got deeper as the static got louder.

That's when Alastor made his shadows charge at Jason, knocking him away from Aponi who sat up and began coughing and holding her neck gently.

Alastor wlaked toward Jason who was being held down by the shadows.

"I'll enjoy this," Alastor muttered before charging at him, the screams of the lowerclass demon echoing through the hazbin hotel.

Aponi sat against one of the walls, eyes wide and trying to slow her breathing.

It almost happened again....

How could she be so fucking stupid? She should've known this would happen.....

Tears began to spill nimbly from her eyes as she continued to stare wide-eyed into nothingness.

She was pulled back to reality by Alastor kneeling in front of her.

She was startled and she screamed, pushing away from him as if he was Jason.

"Lilly, darling, it's just me! It's just me!" He soothed as he sat down and pulled her on top of him so he was cradling her.

"He almost did it again......" Aponi whispered.

An hour or so later the two were downstairs at the bar.

"Woah. What happened to you?" Husker asked when he saw the bruises on Aponi's face.

"Ah you shoulda seen the other guy," Aponi joked.

"..... was it your ex?" Husker asked.

Aponi turned away.

"Look I'd say 'I told ya so' but you don't need that right now.... I'll go get some ice," husker stated.

"You told him?" Alastor asked.

"He was the only one I told about Jason coming over..... he warned me against it but i didn't listen," Aponi muttered.

Husk came back with an ice pack.

"Here. This should bring down the swelling, kid. Are you okay?" Husk asked.

"I've been better.... but thanks.... I'll listen to you next time," Aponi gave a weak smile.

Alastor glanced at her neck, the mark around it bruising up worse than usual.

That's when Angel walked through the door.

"Hey hey hey! What up guys!" Angel shouted as he made his way closer to Aponi. He stopped. "Who?" He asked.

"What?" Aponi responded, confused.

"Who the fuck did that to you?! I'll kill em 20 times over if I have'ta!" Angel shouted.

"Calm down Angie.. alastor already took care of it....." Aponi muttered.

"It was ya fucking ex, wasn't it?!" Angel asked.

Aponi nodded.

"Did he get far?" Angel asked once again.

"...... he didn't get what he wanted. Don't worry," Aponi replied.

"Can I hug ya?" Angel asked. Aponi nodded and the two embraced.

[themovementgeneration]

my Ankhle taught me everything i know about getting waves. Its how i learned to control my emotions. I whipped that hair into shape ya feel me with my mood alone. Damn im fiendin for some cinnamon toast crunch...

These shoes stay lyin. unc taught me to hold composure and stay militant when these hoes start gettin masculine on you. Swag at its finest. Damn i shouldve joined the military...

Feel like "i hopped up out the bed and turned my swag on"- Soul-ja boy. That venomous kiss couldve came from anywhere. like eating a bacon egg and cheese with some acidic ass ketchup. damn i need breakfast with my arizonas. Pinkeye, with some rice and messausages I remember the broken arm like it was yaesterday. felt like i stubbed my toe. I was really on my P-eter P-parker Pied Pifer shiet back in my prime. These woods still tryna to get me out the woodworks LOLololoLOLlololLOL

Kiss of death is real guys, keep that defense up like Robin back in the day.

That shiet was Nasty, like a pink dunkin donut make a nigga want to Scream HEL-P

I knew i was seeing Brian Greene: The Hidden Reality. Man Modern Warfare 2 was my peanut butter jelly jam. I miss the Intervention. I miss the ranges. mhmmm

[midnightisagaygoat]

An exciting memory from an exciting night

hels x reader x Midnight(my character) x Ex

Ex is called Ethan and hels is called Fern. I/Me/Myself pronouns bc from reader’s pov.

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I am sat in my bedroom with my three lovers beside and down in front of me as we all watch the tv. an hour long video of the concert we performed at before the moon crashed.

“Thank you for that amazing performance, NPG! Now, can we hear it for the final and biggest performance of the night? Next up on stage we have the Crystal Coded Sinners!” We all hear over the speakers as Ethan, Fern, Midnight, and I walked past the concert manager as she walked back-stage. Fern takes a seat at his drums, Ethan stood with his bass guitar, Midnight with their guitar and I stood at the mic in the centre front of the stage.

“How are all the people out here tonight?” I speak though the mic as I take the mic stand to the back of the stage. From the crowd I can hear some incoherent yells form the many people who stood below the stage, behind the barrier. “Well, Let’s just start the first song now, shall we?” I asked as Midnight, Fern and Ethan started playing their respected instruments. “Can't count the years on one hand that we've been together, I need the other one to hold you, make you feel, make you feel better. It's not a walk in the park to love each other, but when our fingers interlock, can't deny, can't deny you're worth it” I sang, Midnight and Ethan mothing closer together as I walked towards where Fern sat playing his drums. “Cause after all this time, I'm still into you” I continued as I approached Mid and Ethan, standing between the two, a smile making it’s way onto all of our faces.

Fern played louder as Mid, and Ethan played louder with him. “I should be over all the butterflies! But I’m into you” I sang loud and proud

“I’m into you” Mid repeated as they gave me a kiss to the cheek, Ethan giving my other cheek a small kiss.

“And baby even on our worst nights I'm into you”

“I’m into you”

“Let 'em wonder how we got this far, 'Cause I don't really need to wonder at all, yeah, after all this time, I'm still into you” I sang, the crowd below the stage cheering us all on as we performed. “Recount the night

That I first met your mother. And on the drive back to my house, I told you that, I told you that I loved ya, you felt the weight of the world. Fall off your shoulder, and to your favourite song, we sang along to the start of forever” Me and Mid sang as he leaned back-to-back with Ethan, Fern joining in from the back.

“And after all this time, I'm still into you. I should be over all the butterflies, but I'm into you”

“I’m into you”

“And baby even on our worst nights! I’m into you”

“I’m into you”

“Let 'em wonder how we got this far, 'Cause I don't really need to wonder at all, yeah, after all this time, I'm still into you” Mid, fern, Ethan and I sang together as the crowd joined in. “Some things just, some things just make sense, and one of those is you and I. Some things just, some things just make sense, and even after all this time, I'm into you. Baby, not a day goes by that I'm not into you”

“I should be over all the butterflies! But I’m into you!”

“I’m into you”

“And baby even on our worst nights! I’m into you!”

“I’m into you!”

“Let ‘em wonder how we got this far, ‘cause I don’t really need to wander at all! ‘Cause after all this time, I’m still into you!”

“I’m still into you! I’m still into you” I stop singing as Mid, Ethan and Fern finish up on their instruments for the song. When Mid and Ethan take my hands in theirs they take me to where Fern is sat and give each other, me, and Fern a kiss, making everyone in the sea of people erupt into cheers and cries, with excitement and joy clear in their voices.

 After the concert, Fern picks me up as Ethan picks Mid up with the excuse of not wanting to make the precious short lovers of theirs walk. I rolled my eyes as does Mid as he kissed Ethan’s cheek. Moral of tonight? Music brings people closer together than they already were. I love my three partners and they love me. Even more interesting things did happen, but I’ll save those three the embarrassment. But we even got engaged and I couldn’t be any happier.

[theiauwu]

Hello! can I ask something with Kenma and Kita with a s/o who decides to stay mute because they stutters and doesn't want people to laugh or make fun of them? and what if someone mess with their partner? Thanks!

A/N: Hello! Thank you for requesting and of course ya can!! Here is a short story for each character and I really hope you like it!!

Pairing: Kozume Kenma x Y/N, Shinsuke Kita x Y/N

Word Count: 477 & 710

Genre: one shot, fluff, angst

Content Warning: gn! reader, curse words, bullying, online bullying, slight trauma and breakdown.

*Requests are open and links for the details are available on my profile!!*

Kozume Kenma:

Y/N had been keeping track of Kenma’s scores on a small whiteboard held in their arms while sitting in between his legs during his latest stream.

His head resting on theirs, fully immersed in the game while responding to the chats every now and then until one comment caught his eye.

‘why doesn’t Y/N talk, bet the little whore is the opposite in bed’

Unfortunately he wasn’t the only one that noticed the unsavory remark when he noticed his s/o shifting to move away from the camera looking embarrassed and uncomfortable. Seeing the comment most likely had brought up unpleasant memories.

Quickly pausing the game, he grabbed them by the wrist and yanked them back into his lap, straddling him with his arms loosely wrapped around their figure as they faced away from the camera.

“Don’t talk about Y/N like that, it’s not appreciated here or anywhere else. If you can’t respect that. Leave.”

His eyes narrowed as the last word left his mouth.

The chat quickly fills up with comments defending Y/N as well as threats made to find the offender.

The stream only lasts for a little while longer with Kenma thanking his fans and making more small jabs at the one commenter that had ruined his stream with Y/N and potentially their day.

As soon as the camera shuts off, he gently brings his lover’s face to meet his and kisses the top of their forehead before leaning it against his.

“Don’t mind the idiot, kitten. They’re just jealous I have you while they’re rotting in front of their screens with nothing else to do with their miserable lives.”

Not saying anything, Y/N lips lifted up into a little smile at the last sentence.

“That’s better. You look less ugly with a smile on your face.”

He teased them.

With a huff of disbelief, they reached over to a pillow that was at arms distance to smack Kenma’s face with it.

“Y-you’re so m-me-mean.”

They pouted as they tried to stand up from his lap but he tightened his arms refusing to let them go while chuckling at how cute they were.

“But you love me.”

Giving them a quick peck on the lips, he leans back into his chair staring at the angel on his lap.

“Lo-love yo-you too.”

On the next day, the gamer found out from his social media account that his loyal followers had found the perpetrator and had spammed their comment section which led to him deleting his account.

Usually he would discourage his fans from spreading hate on the internet but he saw no need to stop them this time.

His smirk melted away into a soft smile as he put down his phone and went back to spooning with his significant other in bed.

Revenge has been served and now it was time for cuddles and sleep.

Shinsuke Kita:

Waiting outside the gymnasium was Kita’s significant other.

He had run out just to tell them that practice was going to run longer than expected as the twins had broken out into a fight again and caused a mess.

As the captain, he had to stay behind to lecture them on teamwork and fighting during practice while also ensuring that they did complete their punishments properly.

With a peck on the cheek, he jogged back in hopes of the twins finally learning their lesson this time but knowing fully well that they didn’t.

After he had left, a few girls asked if Y/N could follow them somewhere as they needed an extra pair of hands to help with the after school chore.

But there were so many pairs of eyes, they couldn’t help but agree under peer pressure.

Soon after they followed the group of girls to the back of the gymnasium building, they quickly discovered that the girls did not need help with their after school chore as they cornered them.

“What does Kita-san even see in you?”

“Yeah! Like you don’t ever talk.”

“Either you’re mute or you probably sound awful.”

“I bet that’s why you don’t talk, cause if you did Kita-san would leave your ass so fast.”

Y/N was frozen stiff with fear as the taunts continued until it became pushes and shoves.

It was at this time Kita had been excused from monitoring the twins, he was stunned to find them missing from where they previously stood, it had only been a couple of minutes after all.

Just as he was about to make a call to them, he heard some noises coming from the back of the building.

Deciding to investigate, he makes his way over in hopes that he would find his lover there.

What he found had left him seething from rage.

Y/N was kneeling on the ground with their hands trying but failing to stop a girl from yanking at their hair while a few others watched and laughed.

Barely maintaining his composure, he quickly makes his way over, ripping the girl’s hand and harshly shoving her away from him and Y/N.

After making sure that there weren't any physical injuries on their body, he turned back to face the group of girls who were now staring nervously at him.

“Usually I would allow each side a chance to tell their side of the story but I believe I have seen enough. I-”

The leader of the group tries to explain herself.

“B-but Kita-sa-“

“Please do not cut me off while I am speaking.”

She was stunned into silence from the glare she was receiving from her longtime crush.

“Now, tomorrow before classes start, kindly make yourselves available at the disciplinary office where you will confess your actions from today. I know all of your names and classes. Do NOT try to lie. There are several security cameras around the premises if you hadn’t noticed and you are now banned from ever participating in events related to the volleyball team.”

The girls made a quick retreat after his statement, he could see some of them were on the verge of crying but he couldn’t find it in himself to care.

He gently pulls Y/N into a hug, trying his best to comfort them.

The hug had triggered something in them as they immediately started to sob loudly.

“I-it w-was ho-horri *hiccup* horrible…”

“Th-they s-said so ma-many ba-bad t-things…”

Trying their best to vent out what they were feeling but their stuttering was preventing them from doing so.

The stress and hiccups weren’t helping either.

Letting out a frustrated shout, they pushed Kita-san away and clawed at their face, hoping it would somehow relieve the anger they were feeling at the moment.

Grabbing their hands and stopping them from hurting themself, he pulled them into a tighter hug and muttered words of comfort and affirmation into their ears.

Telling them that he loves them so much and a few jealous bullies should not have power over them.

Telling them that their stutters were lovable and endearing to him.

The bullies were expelled from the school while Y/N was treated by Kita to a whole weekend filled with happiness and their favourite snacks.

[eternal-armin]

slipping through my fingers.

jinx clings to an idea of getting you back after losing you during the fight on the bridge. reader: neutral. cw: mentions of reader's death, extreme distress in jinx, memories of an argument.

every single memory she had of you was now a perfect vignette into a misery she couldn't possibly predict.

could you?

in those beautiful eyes of yours, did you know what was going to happen?

all jinx could think about were the things she didn't say. the things she should've said. small things- praising you for your work, saying thank you, showing her appreciation- and big things. telling you she loved you.

she was so stupid not to. so goddamn stupid. and now she couldn't escape it.

"jinx! jinx, you'll never believe it!" you sounded so excited. you looked so excited. she could gaze at that look in your eyes for days if you let her. she looked at you with a grin she didn't bother trying to hide, resting her head in her hand.

"try me, toots."

the little giggle you gave, so clearly overjoyed to be able to share this news, it could've given jinx life. "y'know that book i've been looking for since, like, two years ago?"

"mhm? what about it, sweetheart?"

"i found it!" producing the book from behind your back, you held it up like a holy thing of legend, your eyes glittering with the sheer joy of holding something you had long loved and long been disconnected from. "i finally found it! i-i'm sorry, i just had to share it with you, you were the first thing that came to my mind when i saw it; 'oh, jinx is gonna love this book'!"

in all honesty, jinx felt honored. her heart nearly melted at your earnest declaration. "that's incredible, [y/n]! i'm so happy for ya! and you're damn right i'll love it- you love it, that's enough reason!" she stood up, pulling you into a tight congratulatory hug, which you returned somehow even tighter. "i tell ya what. forget about work today! we can pull an all-nighter tomorrow or somethin'. i think this is cause for something special~! whaddya say we get- steal- some food, hunker up in a pillow fort, and read this together? while playin' some music, a'course!"

looking you in the eye, jinx could see all the delicate beauties of the world. you were a beam of perfection, a pristine flickering candle that she was dumb enough to let be snuffed out.

"jinx, all your ideas are incredible, but this one i love!"

jinx felt her face contorting, lips twitching into a frown as she tried to fight back the tears that threatened to fall. her mind was a screeching cacophony of voices, so many that she couldn't hear a world. screaming and crying echoed through her crowded mind, and no amount of hitting her head with her fist would shut them up. somewhere in there was your voice.

your beautiful voice, which once brought her unimaginable comfort. one word, one word from you and she would be at ease. all you had to do was say hello to her and she would be giddy for the rest of the day.

were you the same way? if jinx said hello to you, were you happy?

no. of course not. for jinx? as if.

but what if you were? what if that precious golden smile of yours existed for her and only her? if only she had the guts to ask. if she had just said three fucking words, she could wake up to that smile! give you every hug and kiss that she couldn't!

but nooo, of course not. jinx was too scared of weirding you out to admit that every single gaze harbored love.

love, love, love. god. she simultaneously loathed and adored that word. and it was all because of you! it had become synonymous with [y/n] in her head, but now that you were gone, what could it possibly mean anymore?! what good could she possibly associate with love?! just because she was too dumb to tell you about it before! fuck!

why did she ever, ever let you come wth her? no, no, no, she should've locked you away. she should've. at least now you wouldn't be fucking dead!

"i'm going with you, damnit! i want to protect you!" you shouted back. you were just as stubborn as she was.

"oh-ho-ho, like hell you are! you are too valuable to put in danger, alright? so you sit right the fuck back down! i'm not taking you with me, alright?!"

"no! no, it's not alright! i don't care how valuable you think i am, you aren't going alone! either you take me with you or i follow you anyway, because i'm damn well going with you! with all due love and respect, you can't fight me on this! please, i want to be able to protect you!"

you got your wish. 'with all due love' caught her off-guard and her resolve melted. maybe it was the look you gave her, too. those eyes with pure dedication to protecting her, always glittering with ambition and excitement for the future. it still remained. she couldn't bear to yell at you anymore when you looked like that. with a curt scoff, she glanced away, frowning slightly.

"fine. i-i can't- i can't be mad at you! you're my perfect partner. okay. okay, okay, okay, you can come with me. you just gotta promise me that you'll protect yourself, alright? no matter what. put yourself first. okay?" resting her hands on your shoulders, she looked you right in the eye. and you looked her right back.

you seemed almost relieved, your eyebrows relaxing and your lips softening into a little smile. that pretty little smile. "okay. i promise. but i'll also be around to protect you."

jinx chuckled, shaking her head. "alright, alright. then i'll do the same for you. and you can't fight me on that, 'kay, toots?"

with one hand, she cupped your cheek. you blushed slightly before leaning into her touch.

"okay."

maybe there was love in your eyes. adoration. jinx hoped, down to her core, there was.

why didn't you keep your promise? why didn't jinx keep her promise? for fuck's sake. if just one of you had actually fucking kept their promise, you wouldn't be dead on the bridge! you wouldn't have died like that.

jinx wouldn't have had to see the light drain out of your eyes because for damn sure she couldn't leave you behind to die alone, you weren't an animal. you were the most precious light in her life, and now- what, you were nothing?! no. you were never nothing! there was no fucking way you would ever be nothing. jinx would dedicate her entire life to you because it meant you would never be nothing.

she would've dedicated her entire life to you regardless of if you were alive or dead.

but- she- she has a right to be sad! of course she does. jinx would never be able to look into your eyes again, never make you smile again, never fluster you again. she would never, ever be able to hug you or kiss you or tell you 'i love you' over and over until the words made you sick.

curled up in a ball, jinx hadn't stopped crying for god knows how long. but picturing waking up beside you, seeing your face gently illuminated by the morning sunshine, cupping your cheek and kissing your forehead. seeing you smile in that peaceful sleeping state. the tears had stopped flowing.

but the sadness, it still remained. a deep black hole in the pit of her stomach.

there had to be a way- some way- to get you back. jinx had a gemstone. she could use it, right?

somehow, someway, she could bring you back. she could bring you back. jinx clung to that thought with something close to desperation. instead of tears, her eyes were filled with determination.

maybe you had given that to her. that would've been so nice.

jinx decided to move her aching body for the first time in what felt like forever. she stood up, harshly wiping away the tears still sticking to her cheeks with the butt of her thumb.

she had to find out. jinx wouldn't sleep until she knew. could that gemstone bring you back?

[marjorie189]

Happy Birthday, Love - A Louis Partridge Imagine

Hey guys! Just wanted to let you all know that this was written at the time of Louis’ birthday but I never got the time to finish it because of school, but here ya go! Better late than never :)

sum: come along as you’re louis’ girl giving him the sweetest birthday ever

contains: cute fluffy louis. definitely gemini louis!! (we all know geminis are something else. so, you’ll definitely see how quick his mood changes lol. have fun!)

word count: 15,091

this imagine will take you along Louis’ day with his family. so it’s not just going to be y/n and louis content. So just know to expect more than that! this imagine is written as Louis’ day, which will include his family, so it won’t just be filled with just fluffy y/n and louis content. but it still contains a great amount of it!

Enjoy :)

y/n’s pov:

It was a couple of minutes before midnight, marking a whole new day.

A special and wonderful day.

I have managed to climb up to Louis’s balcony from the ladder he leaves outside at all times. Which leads up to his room on the second floor, for me to sneak into.

I giggle at the thought of him wanting to have a Dawson’s Creek moment between us. He says “if Joey can climb up to Dawson’s room, then you can climb up to mine.”

I have managed to make it up safely and most importantly quietly so that Louis doesn’t catch onto the little sweet surprise I have up my sleeve.

I smile in excitement, waiting for the minutes to pass by. Which might I add are seeming to be the longest minutes of all time!

I stand against the hard exterior wall of the Partridge household, next to the sliding door which leads into Louis’s room.

My eyes are glued to the lockscreen on my phone that is portraying the time.

June 2nd, 2021; 11:57 pm  

Three more minutes!

I smile dumbly as I catch a view of my lockscreen, as I was previously looking at the time. The screen captures a funny looking photo of Louis and I. We both had the most ridiculous faces on planet Earth, but even if it was ridiculous and funny looking, the photo was everything I loved about us and him.

A couple of butterflies sparked up in my stomach. I was madly and deeply in love with Louis Partridge.

11:59

I was getting giddier and nervoud by the second.

I just wanted to jump in there and tackle him into a hug.

I started fidgeting with my fingers and I couldn’t stop my smile from getting wider and wider.

I looked down at my phone again but nope it was still eleven fifty-nine.

I just wanted to go in there and hug the hell out of him.

At last, it was 12:00am, marking it June 3rd.

I loudly and recklessly slid his balcony door open and jumped into his room.

He was laying in bed, phone in hand. His eyes jerked up at the sudden loud sound and the image of the human who is his girlfriend jumping into his room. He sighs in relief holding his chest and starts smiling uncontrollably.

“HAPPPYYYY BIRTHDAYYYY!!” I shouted at him with pure happiness and delight.

“Oh god!” He says with a wide smile, hands up against his face. “I did not expect that! You’re insane!” He giggled.

I smile a toothy smile and sprint up to his bed, jumping on top of it, landing on both him and his fluffy bed.

He lets out a loud laugh and immediately puts his arms around my waist, pulling me towards him.

I start playfully singing.

“happy birthday to you. happy birthday to you. happy birthday to my amazing, beautiful boyfriend whose name is Louis Partridge.”

His eyes fixated on his funny girlfriend. He lets out a loud laugh, head falling back, and all, as he hears the little twist of words she concocts to his happy birthday song.

Her voice changes as she’s now looking at him like he’s the only person in the world.

“happy birthday to you,” I whisper softly, ending it for only us to hear, intimately.

He smiles sweetly. He’s grateful for this gesture. He didn’t care for anything big or scandalous. He was happy that this is what he got. His foolish girl was in his arms at the very second of his special day.

“I loved that!” He says with a cheeky smile.

I smile a goofy smile as both of our faces are inches apart and eyes interlocked.

I smash my lips against him and within a few seconds, the kiss ceased from our two smiles against each other. We couldn’t help but let out laughs. We were both very happy.

I move away from him and he frowns.

“Welllll now I gotta goooo,” I say, keeping a straight face and voice. I hop out of his bed.

I caught a glimpse of his face as I was hopping his body on my way out of his bed and he was confused as ever.

“I know your parents are sleeping and I wouldn’t want to be here without them knowing,” I say looking at him with a frown as I was standing on the outskirts of his bed. He now is in the process of sitting up trying to figure out why I’m leaving. I turn around and smirk as I pretend to start heading out towards the door I entered.

I can sense his smirk and eye roll and right before I had a chance to go he grabs my wrist.

“Get your arse back over here!” He says with a widespread smile as he rolls his eyes in annoyance, knowing I had been joking all along.

He yanks me back onto his bed, close to his arms.

“Nice try.” He says as he holds me in a tight grip, as I'm now beneath him.

Our playfulness was out the door now.

His eyes had a different look in them. He was on top of me and I was laying underneath him. He held power and dominance over me, especially since he’s now feeling himself on the early morning of his birthday.

I let out a tiny laugh.

“C’mere,” I say, pulling him from his shirt down to me. He smashed his lips against mine. Within the kiss, we got comfortable under the covers. I wrapped both of my arms around his neck, getting him in closer proximity to me. His hands on my thighs, I could feel him moving them both a little open to get himself comfortable and adjusted in between my legs.

Our lips, wet and full of temptation. Hungry for one another. Louis lowered his body closer to mine, our exposed warm skin touching. I pulled him closer by the neck, wanting him even more, our lips crashing deeper into one another.

I pulled away, our lips sticking to one another as I let go, causing them to make a squishing kissing sound effect.

Louis and I’s pants of air were the only things heard in the now dark room.

Louis without a second passing by, intertwined our lips again, spreading and finding comfort in the open of my legs.

I huffed in the kiss letting go of our lips.

He looks into my eyes in confusion, wanting more, and oh how much I wanted to give him more.

“I love you and I love this but we gotta get some sleep. Remember we have breakfast early in the morning with your parents and sisters,” I say with a serious tone.

He groans and even in the dark, I can see his childish behavior as he rolls his eyes.

He lowers his body onto me squishing mine as his face lowers in.

He looks deep into my eyes with pleading ones.

“Please.” He whimpers.

I frown knowing I wanted to just make it the best night for him but I knew that if we continued to further this, it’d take a long while. It’d be nearing dawn and we wouldn’t get an ounce of sleep.

He realized I was in thought.

“Please.” He whimpers as his face starts nearing my lower neck. He plants some light kisses leading up towards the midst of my neck.

“Please, my love. I’m begging you.” He says as the kisses prominently get more stimulating. I had to stop him before they got too unbearable for me to stop him from continuing.

“Louis.” I slip out in content, trying hard not to let in.

He could tell I wanted to and he used that against me, knowing I didn’t want to resist.

“Please.” He begged in between the fulfilling neck kisses. He knew I couldn’t resist his whimpers and his imploring voice full of want.

And it was all up to me, but I couldn’t. I wanted to sooo bad but if we did within a few hours his parents and sisters would come bustling in this door to find us all sweaty and exhausted full of bliss.

“We can’t Louis,” I say quietly, sadness tracing along with my words.

He sighs. “I know.”

He pecks my nose as he’s still on top of me and gets off of me, laying beside me.

“I’m sorry,” I say sadly.

“Don’t be sorry.” He whispers pulling me in. “I know you wanted to. But you know what?” He pauses, looking over at me. “I know you mean well. Because any other girl would choose to instead of caring about my family’s breakfast and I love you for that. I really do.” He says softly and plants a sweet kiss on my cheek.

“Thanks, Louis,” I say just as soft and turn over to face him, cuddling him. “I love you.”

He places his hand on the side of my face that wasn’t placed on the pillow, caressing it. He leans in and I feel his plump lips on mine.

“I love you too.” He says as I feel his voice against my lips vibrating.

“Come on!” He says taking me along with him as he lays on his back, leaving me slightly on top of him.

I wrap my leg around him and reach out for his free hand that isn’t placed on my back. He instantly grabs it and holds it firmly. My head was on his chest.

“Happy Birthday Louis,” I say as I close my eyes.

“Thanks my love,” He says and squeezes my hand. “I’m glad I get to spend the start of my birthday with you. So thank you for barging in here,” He says with a smile, ending with a chuckle.

“Anytime,” I say with a laugh.

We both fall asleep in each other's arms.

-

Morning was emerging and Louis’s parents and sisters were already awake ready to walk into Louis' room to congratulate him on his eighteenth birthday.

“Shh!” Louis’s mother and father say shushing their two daughters who were laughing a bit too loudly. They were quite excited to finally have a good excuse to wake Louis up, without him getting annoyed at them.

Issie and Millie look at their parents with open mouths and shock in their eyes, ultimately speechless at their mother shushing them.

“You’re going to wake him,” Their mother whispered, scolding them.

The girls responded with another row of laughter as they were nearing his room. They just couldn’t help it. They couldn’t keep quiet.

Their father couldn’t help but smile at their foolishness.

“Okay. We’ll stop now,” Issie says, taking a deep breath, trying to stop their laughter.

Millie was trying to hold in her laughter, trying not to ruin their parent’s way of waking up their only son on his special day.

The four made it outside of Louis’ closed door. Liz enclosed the doorknob ready to open up the door.

“Ready?” James questioned the three females.

They all nod and all whisper ‘yes's’.

Liz turns the doorknob and slowly opens her son’s door.

The girls rush in quietly and the four see the boy before him peacefully sleeping with the girl of his dreams resting on his chest.

“Aww. I don’t know if I should feel disgusted or not,” Issie jokes.

“They look so adorable!” Millie says in awe.

“Our boy isn’t much of a boy anymore,” James comments to his wife, placing his arm around her shoulders pulling her into his chest.

“I know,” She whispers, shedding a few tears.

Issie and Millie give each other a look of ‘are you being serious’

“So are we waking him up or not?” Millie asks impatiently.

“You’re really looking forward to it. Aren't you?” Their father chuckles.

“Of course!” Issie says with a smirk.

“Okay. Let’s go,” Liz remarks with a smile

Issie immediately grabs a spare pillow and wacks it right onto Louis’ face making sure not to hit Y/N. Their mom gasps and their father laughs.

‘WAKE UP LOSER!” Issie yells smacking the pillow right at him, again.

Millie doesn’t even give it a second after Issie’s yell as she was already jumping on Louis’ bed.

After feeling the first hit Louis awakens from his peaceful slumber, feeling happy as ever from the last couple of hours. But now feeling displeased from the way he’s being awoken.

He feels y/n on top of him. He mentally rolls his eyes as he’s being interrupted from sleeping with his girlfriend.

He opens his eyes on the second hit, feeling Millie jumping on his bed obnoxiously. Oh, but she was doing it on purpose to annoy her older brother.

“The only bad thing about waking you up is waking y/n up,” Issie says, smacking the pillow on the now wide awake Louis.

He unwraps his arms from y/n quick enough to catch the pillow from hitting him again.

Y/N hears and feels the commotion and realizes what’s going on. She immediately starts laughing as she opens her eyes.

y/n’s pov:

I immediately open my eyes and feel Millie jumping on the bed. I, without a doubt, joined Millie, leaving Louis laying down in bed.

Millie giggles as she sees me jumping alongside her. We both give each other our hands and intertwine our fingers as we proceed to jump around with our hands laced with one another's.

“Wake up Louis!” I say looking down at him with a smile.

“I’m awake,” He says in a lighthearted grumpy voice.

“Come on! Stop being a party pooper!” I say bending down to grab a pillow and hitting him with it.

“Oh, you want to play it like that?” Louis says, eyeing me with a smirk.

He instantly stands from his seated position on his bed and tackles both Millie and I onto the bed. Millie and I both groan in pain, as we lay straight on his bed without a movement.

“Don’t think I forgot about you!” Louis says, turning his attention to Issie. He hops out of his bed, grabbing the pillow I previously had, and smacks her. She gets caught off guard and Louis grabs her and pushes her onto the bed, on top of Millie and I. Both of us, still trying to recuperate.

I let out laughs and so does Millie and Issie.

“Mornin dad. Mornin mom. Shall we head off to breakfast without them?” Louis says, giving them quick hugs and playfully walking out of his room.

“That was not what I expected at all,” Issie groans as she holds her stomach.

“Yeah… mom wanted to sing happy birthday like the happy peaceful family we are,” James trails, as both Liz and him are standing beside the door, with laughs.

“You can say that again,” Millie says with a straight face and monotone voice.

“Yeah. Sorry about that mum,” Issie says as she sits up.

“We can still sing if that helps?” Millie says with a hopeful shrug.

Louis turns to his mom and sees her somewhat disappointed face after her plans didn’t go her way.

“Alright. Alright. Come on!” Louis says, trying to complete his mother’s wishes. His arm over her shoulders.

James catches on and proceeds to count. “1… 2… 3…”

We all sing.

“Happy Birthday To You. Happy Birthday To You. Happy Birthday dear Louisss. Happy Birthday to you!” We all sang as Louis stood beside his mum and the three of us sat on his bed. James beside their mom.

We all stood up from his bed to congratulate him.

Louis towered over his mother and they both tightly hugged. They stood there for a while and they swayed side to side.

I melted inside at the sight of the two.

“Come here!” Louis’s dad says brightly with a proud smile opening up his arms. Louis forms a huge smile on his face and goes into a bear hug with his father.

James pats Louis back proudly and firmly in their hug.

I observed with a smile as Louis was in bare arms with his parents. It was adorable and loving.

He lets go of his dad and turns to the three of us.

He smiles and pulls his youngest sister into a hug. He looks huge compared to her. I laugh as Millie’s giggles escape her lips.

Millie's contagious laughter got Louis laughing as well.

Issie walks towards Louis and they both hug tightly.

As they hug I go and greet his parents, formally.

“Morning guys!” I say as I walk over to them.

“Morning y/n!” They both greet, each with huge grins.

I go in to hug Liz and she opens her arms widely.

I smile and blush at her kindness.

I go and wrap my arms around her as does she.

She pulls me in tightly.

“Thank you for joining us,” She says into the hug.

“Of course!” I enthuse and pull away to converse with her.

She grins.

“You’re such a wonderful girl honey! I’m glad Louis found someone like you! You truly make him happy,” She exclaims, and out of excitement she pulls me into another hug. I chuckle.

“Aww! Thank you, Liz! You’re such a wonderful mum. Thank you for raising an amazing boy,” I say. “Both of you!” I say and look over to James with a smile.

He smiles a toothy smile and takes me into a hug.

I chuckle.

“Thanks, honey!” James says into our hug.

I smile at him and nod.

“You both are great parents! You should be proud. You have amazing children!” I say to them and pull away from my hug with James.

I then feel two arms wrap around me from behind. I smile and blush feeling him close behind. He nuzzles his head into my neck.

“Don’t worry guys. I know you both adore and love her so much. I’ll be making her your third daughter soon,” Louis cheekily says to his parents as he smashes his lips onto my cheek.

“Louis!” I blush and turn my head slightly to look at him.

He smiles cheekily and looks over to her parents.

“Watch it,” Liz playfully warns with a brow raised.

Louis chuckles.

“Not any time soon, I hope!” She sighs, not wanting her kids to grow.

I giggle.

“Don’t listen to him!” I say with a playful eyeroll.

“Knock some sense into him, dear,” She says with a laugh. “You’re only eighteen.” She says eyeing Louis.

“Well… As of the law, I don’t need your consent to marry. Not anymore,” He jokingly says to his mother.

James laughs.

“We raised a witty boy. Didn’t we?” He says looking over to his wife. “Oh and son we know you love the girl but don’t marry yet. Makes me feel old,” He half jokes.

“Oh yeah! If we encouraged him one bit! He’d be down on one knee,” Issie teased.

“What! I kinda want a baby running around the house,” Millie says with pouty eyes.

“Don't encourage him!” Issie exclaims looking over at Millie.

“Well now that I think of it-” Louis begins to say.

“NO!” Liz, James, and I yell.

Louis stands behind me, arms wrapped around me, dumbfounded with his mouth open.

“I’m only joking…” He trails. “Kind of?” He says with a laugh.

“Okay! On that note, let's start getting ready for breakfast. Please!” Liz pleads as they start heading out of the room.

I laugh.

“I agree!” I say as I try to walk off but get enclosed by Louis tightening grip around my waist. His parents, now gone.

“Nooo!” He whispers into my ear with a pout.

I blush and look down feeling the butterflies.

“You’re so clingy!” Millie says in disgust as she watches Louis and I, catching what Louis has done.

“Let the poor girl go!” Issie says.

“She likes it,” Louis says as he smirks, looking down at me. And oh he’s right. I do like it.

Millie gives Louis an “mhmm sure’ look.

“Whatever you say, Louis,” Issie remarks in doubt.

I let out a laugh.

“Come on Louis. We have to get ready,” I say, trying to free myself from his grip. He loosens his arms and I manage myself out.

But I did miss his arms wrapped around me closely, his body pressed against me from behind, and his head propped on my shoulder as he lowers himself down to my height. The way I feel his arms against my skin and feel his soft hair brush against my face and neck. His occasional sweet and cute kisses he leaves on my cheeks and neck. My stomach erupts with butterflies by just thinking of it.

“Come on y/n. Let’s go,” Millie says, grabbing my bag that has my outfit and necessities to get ready.

I nod and without saying goodbye or looking back I start walking out with Millie and Issie.

Louis is left baffled.

“What?” Louis says right as we reach the door frame to head out. His ‘what’ sounding like a ‘wot’.

I turn around and so do they.

“Imma go get ready with Millie and Iss,” I say like it’s nothing.

Every time I’m over at the Partridges and we’re heading off somewhere, I always get ready with Millie and Issie.

“But… it’s my birthday,” He frowns.

My heart falls at his adorableness.

Millie didn’t quite see it as adorable though.

“Louis! Y/N, Issie, and I always get ready together. You know this already!” Millie sassily says.

“Yeah, it's quite practically tradition at this point,” Issie butts in.

“That’s precisely my point! It happens alllll the time! I would like my girlfriend to get ready. Here! With me! On my birthday!” Louis irritably says to his sisters.

“You’re so annoying!” Millie furiously says, rolling her eyes.

“Whatever! You can leave now,” Louis says and walks over and grabs the door, waiting for them to leave.

Issie sighs and rolls her eyes going out the door.

I frown.

“Bye,” I say.

“You’re lucky it’s your birthday!” Millie says and walks out the door as she hands me my bag.  

I grab it and peep my head out the door before Louis shuts it.

“If you need me I’m right here!” I shout into the hallway so that they hear me from their rooms.

Louis peeps his head out.

“No, she’s not!” He yells loudly.

I push him and he laughs.

“I’ll make it up to you guys! I’ll sit with you both on the way to breakfast!” I say to them.

“Yeah! She won’t be doing that either!” Louis yells right after me.

“Louis!” I say looking over at him as I laugh.

“What?!” He says like it's nothing.

He pulls me into the room and slams the door shut, locking it.

He immediately goes in and wraps his arms around my back and lowers his face into mine, pulling me in as close as he possibly can.

“Are you glad you got your way?” I say with a cheeky smile, looking up at him.

“Yes. Very!” He says looking deep into my eyes, with a huge proud grin.

After a few seconds of him looking into my eyes, he leans in for a kiss. Our lips meet. He tilts his head sideways, deepening the kiss. I tippytoe up to him and he pulls me in by the waist, closening all the space between us. One of my arms is around his neck and my other is roaming up to his messy hair.

I run my fingers through his soft locks and take in his luscious lips. The way they worked against mine drove me crazy. They worked perfectly with each other, lips perfectly in sync. I could never let go of his lips.

Louis groans into the kiss, driving me insane. He squeezes me and I could literally just melt in his embrace.

“This is the best birthday ever,” He says in between the kiss and I let out a giggle right as he goes to interlace our lips again.

I pull away. “And why is that?” I say now looking into his brown eyes.

“Hmm,” He says with a smile. “Because I’ve been fortunate enough to kiss you countless times these past few hours.” He says as he looks down into my eyes.

I smile and blush.

“Well! I’m glad I could help,” I say with a huge smile and tippytoe to peck his lips.

“Oh, you’ve done more than just help! You’re literally the reason why I woke up with a smile this morning and the smile I have on right now. You’re the one that went out of your way to be here on the exact second of my birthday and it’s the most adorable thing ever y/n!” Louis generously says with a smile. His eyes roam every inch of her face, taking in her beauty. He can’t believe she’s his.

“Aww, Louis!” I say with puppy dog eyes. “You’re gonna make me all emotional!” I say as I pull him into a hug. I place my head on the lower shoulder area of his chest, resting my face on him. “You’re the best boyfriend ever. You always manage to say all the right words that make me feel all special and gushy. You’re amazing Louis and I love you for it! You’re the best person in the world!” I say as I pull my head up and face him, telling him every word.

He looks at me with a pout, lips propped out, and eyes filled with adoration as he looks down at me.

“You’re incredible Louis. You’re a spectacular person. You deserve everything you have and more! You’re caring and sweet. Your laugh is literally the cutest thing ever! The way your head falls back when you laugh, it's the best sight. You’re literally adorable in every way! You’re so passionate about your hobbies and you always give everything your all. You have no idea how incredibly proud and amazed I am by you. You’re ambitious and driven. Like, you’re just fucking amazing Louis. You have no idea! I could go on and on about how incredible and great you are!” I say pouring out my heart to him.

He just keeps his eyes on mine. All he does is smile down at me.

He pulls me in and places his chin on the top of my shoulder. I smile to myself and lay my head on his chest.

“Thank you,” He whispers into my shoulder. “You have no idea how much it means to me.” He smiles into my shoulder now laying his head on me.

I know my words meant a lot to me. He always takes it all in and stays silent as he holds me close. I could tell he was thankful and happy for the way I felt towards him and the way I spoke so highly of him. His silence says it all and the way he’s holding onto me for dear life.

I smile into the hug and tighten my arms around him, knowing he’ll smile.

“Now, come on. I’ll tell you more about how amazing you are later. As of right now, we have to get ready for breakfast,” I say slowly pulling apart from him.

He chuckles and nods.

I know we both wanted to stay in each other’s arms but we had to get ready.

“Alright,” He smiles and heads to his closet.

I walk over to my bag full of necessities I brought the night before to ready myself. I go to grab my toothbrush and head towards Louis’ bathroom.

As I walked towards the restroom I could feel Louis stare at me from his closet.

“Are you drooling?” I say with a playful smirk.

“What?” He says getting caught off guard. “Oh. Yeah!” He says catching on to what I meant. “Definitely!” He smirks.

I laugh and roll my eyes as I make it to the restroom. I put paste on my toothbrush and look into the room.

“Might wanna unlock your room. Don’t want them trying to come into the room and them thinking we’re up to something,” I say with a chuckle.

“Right!” He says with remembrance. I continue to brush my teeth as Louis goes to unlock his bedroom door.

As I’m finished brushing my teeth I grab my makeup bag and I go and sit on Louis' bed. I grab my little mirror and put on some moisturizer as I get comfy on his bed.

Louis is now in the restroom styling his hair.

“Lord Tewkesbury or Sid?” Louis asks regarding his hair.

“Whichever one you’d like my love,” I say with a smile as my heart skips a beat.

He nods and goes on with doing his hair.

I start putting on some foundation and blending it into my skin.

He finishes doing his hair and jumps onto the bed with me, laying his head on my lap.

I giggle.

“You’re such a baby!” I gush looking down at him.

“Oh hush! I’m just glad you’re here with me. Getting ready,” He whispers as he cuddles his head onto my lap.

“You know I’m not gonna be able to play with your hair or baby you cause I’m doing my makeup,” I chuckle looking down at him.

He sighs loudly.

“You know, you can just not do your makeup! You don’t need it anyways!” He says grabbing the mirror and proceeding to take it from my hands.

“Louis!” I gasp, trying to reach for it.

He lets out a loud laugh.

I frown and he continues to laugh.

“You’re mean!” I say with a sad face.

He chuckles.

“It’s fine. I don’t need a mirror to blend in my concealer,” I say with a shrug.

“Mhm. Sure.” He says holding on sacredly to the mirror.

I continue to blend in the concealer under my eyes without speaking to Louis. He continues to lay himself on my lap, not taking his eyes off me with a smirk.

Once I’m done with my base, Louis is laying straight up looking up at the wall.

I lower my face down to him and frown.

His eyes turn to me and he smiles knowing what I’m about to say.

“Okay for this part I really need the mirror. Please!” I plead as I give him my puppy dog eyes.

He shakes his head and I frown.

“Please,” I beg.

“Look who’s acting like a baby now!” He smirks.

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.

“Come on Louis!” I say and reach over to grab the mirror.

“Okay fine!” He groans and hands it to me.  

I’m taken aback by how easy that was and he notices. He now has a cheeky smile plastered on his face.

I furrow my eyebrows but choose to ignore it. I angle the mirror up to my face and start filling in my eyebrows. Then suddenly I feel Louis sitting on me, face on my chest. His legs are crisscrossed as he sits on my lap and puts his whole body weight on me as I’m trying to do my brows.

“Louis!” I yell at him as I couldn’t help but laugh.

He chuckles and replies with “What?”

“Oh my god!” I say as I place the mirror and eyebrow brush and pomade down.

He laughs knowing that would get my attention.

“You’re such a kid,” I say with a laugh as I kiss his head, which is below my face, laying on my chest. He’s so huge as he sits on me, his whole body leaning on me. His face and whole upper body against mine.

“This is how it feels when you come and sit on me, wrapping your legs around my waist when I’m sitting,” He says into my chest.

I chuckle.

“Well, it’s cute when I do it,” I tease.

He playfully gasps.

“See look when I do it at least I make it comfortable for the both of us. I wrap my legs around your waist and my arms around your neck. While you, just sit on my lap,” I laugh. “You’re not even hugging me or placing your legs anywhere comfy,” I say.

“Well seeee. I would buttt you’re doing your makeup so I can’t really get comfy or else you won’t be able to get it done cause I’d be in your way,” He says looking up at me. “I’m like wayyy bigger than you, so I’d be in your way of you doing your brows.” He says emphasizing on brows. “Anddd you’d make me get off of you so that’s why I’m doing the bare minimum!” He defends and mocks.

I laugh.

“Right ‘bare minimum’ when you’re literally sitting on me,” I say with a chuckle.

He lets out a laugh.

“Wellll when you put it like that…” He trails with a bright smile. “Alright I’ll get off of you now,” He says, going up to kiss my cheek.

“Okay! But only if we do this later when I’m not trying to do something,” I chuckle.

“Deal!” Louis says with a chuckle.

He gets off me and lays beside me slightly placing his head on my thigh. He trails his finger up and down my thigh in boredom. I let out a shiver and he looks up at me and smirks.

I smile and roll my eyes.

He looks back down and continues with his antics.

I finish off my brows and start to add concealer onto them to fix them up and complete them.

As I do, Louis continues to trace his fingers along my skin causing me goosebumps.

I could hear Louis giggle from below.

I shake my head and smile.

After a few minutes, I grab some blush and highlighter.

“Okay, I know you’re bored! So if you’d like you can add these onto my cheeks.” I trail on. “BUT, carefully!” I warn as his eyes widen.

He sits down immediately onto the bed and grabs the blush.

“Okay so be careful with the blush because it’s really pigmented,” I warn.

He makes a face of confusion.

“Okayy.. I think I know what that means,” He says, patting the brush onto the blush.

My eyes trail to his facial expression and his eyebrows and face seem really tense. I smile as I see that he really is taking this seriously.

“Okay..” He trails as he carefully swifts the brush on my cheekbones.

“Go on!” I assure and he nods.

He continues on with the highlighter and really seems to be concentrating on it.

I couldn’t help but smile.

“Why are you smiling?” He questions.

I open my eyes and they immediately meet his worried ones.

“Nothing. It’s just you really seem focused. It's cute,” I smile and peck his lips.

He smiles and grins. His white teeth showing. It was adorable. He looked adorable. Damn, I really am lucky to have Louis.

“Okay, now I just gotta curl my lashes and put on mascara,” I explain. He nods. “And then once I’m done you can spray on my setting spray,”

“That sounds exciting!” He exclaims and I let out a laugh.

I curl with my lashes and proceed to put on a couple of coats of mascara. Once they’re where I want them to be I get Louis to go on with the final step.

He was already ready at hand, with the setting spray.

I chuckle and nod, giving him the cue to spray away.

I close my eyes and he clicks away. I instantly feel the wet sprays, which come to a stop once Louis is finished.

“Finally!” He sighs and lays down cuddling into me.

I chuckle.

“Louis, I still have to do my hair,” I say with a laugh.

He looks at me and lets out a loud groan.

“I’m sorry,” I say and get off the bed, heading to the bathroom.

“I’m just going to quickly curl my tips,” I say brushing my hair.

“Okayyy.” He says with a sigh as he finds a comfortable position on his empty bed.

I giggle and start to curl the ends of my hair.

Once I’m halfway through my hair I call out to Louis.

“Babe. You might want to start getting dressed. I’m almost done with my hair, so if you want some spare time for me to baby you, finish getting ready!” I say as he shifts in his bed.

“Okay!” He says getting off of his bed and going to grab his clothing for the day.

I go back to doing my hair and from the corner of my eye, I see him taking off his shirt.

I smirk but continue to do my hair anyways.

I hear his hums from the restroom as I finish curling the last end. I grab my outfit from the bag and start undressing.

Louis’ eyes make it to his girlfriend and sees that she's taking off her bottoms. He doesn’t know whether to continue his gaze or look away.

Eventually, he goes back to getting changed himself.

I look over at Louis and see that he’s only in his briefs.

I smile at how alluring and good looking he is.

“You’re so handsome,” I blurt out.

His eyes widen as they meet mine. He then chuckles.

His eyes meet my exposed shoulders as I’m only in a bra as I’m trying to get the straps on.

He smirks.

“And you’re so beautiful!” He says with a cheeky smile.

I smile and blow him a kiss.

As I’m finished putting my dress on, I head into his room and go in to hug him from behind. He has some khaki pants on, a nice dress shirt, a small gold chain, and sneakers.

He looks impeccable.

“Wow. You look amazing Louis!” I say and wrap my arms around him from behind.

I can see his smile from the mirror in front of him and he instantly turns over to me.

He picks me up slightly and kisses my lips.

I giggle and pull away.

“You’re adorable,” I mention and look at him in awe.

“No. You’re adorable!” He chimes.

I smile and kiss his lips right before pulling away.

He chuckles and puts me down.

“Now, you’re the one that looks amazing!” He says as his eyes trail down to me.

I blush and smack his chest playfully in response.

“Ow.” He winces.

I giggle and go in to peck his lips once more.

“You truly look amazing!” He says, not letting his eyes off of me.

I giggle and thank him.

I had on a casual floral dress. It wasn’t over the top but it wasn’t simple either.

“Thanks, bub,” I say cheekily with a wide smile.

Louis chuckles and bends down to peck my lips.

I giggle and straighten out his dress shirt.

“Should I wear a crew neck over the button up?” Louis asks as he looks down upon himself.

I think for a bit.

“I think you’d look good both with and without it. But take it just in case it gets chilly.” I advise.

Louis nods and goes to grab a charcoal brown crewneck.

“Perfect,” I say with a smile as I grab onto his arm.

He looks down at me and grins.

We both head over and lay on his bed.

He chuckles.

I roll my eyes, knowing he’s excited cause I can finally give him my attention.

He lays his head on my shoulder.

“Come here, birthday boy,” I say and motion for him to lay on my lap.

He does so and lays his head on me.

I go in to play with his hair, which I love.

“God, I love it when you do that!” He sighs as he closes his eyes, his head against my lap.

I chuckle and continue to roam my fingers through his hair, gently tracing my fingers through his scalp.

He rubs his head into my lap, as he cuddles deeper into me.

I smile knowing he’s enjoying my touch.

He looked adorable as his eyes were closed in bliss.

I lowered my head down to his lips and he puckered up his lips to connect the two. I smiled before proceeding to give into his lips. I grabbed onto the side of his face with the palm of my hand as I gently massaged it, as our lips created their own magic.

We were so into our own little world that we didn’t even realize that Issie and Millie had just entered the room.

“Aww! Look at you two, all dolled up, and sucking each other's faces off. Nice scene to walk into huh Iss?” Millie’s voice echoed through the room.

My eyes widened and Louis and I both broke off the kiss.

“Oh yeah! Definitely, Mills, especially since our brother is the submissive one in this case,” Issie says.

I bit my lip, trying to hold in my laughter.

Louis was still in my lap, rolling his eyes.

“And what? It’s my birthday!” Louis shoots back, sitting up.

“Eww! Gross! I don’t want to hear that!” Millie shrieks.

“I would prefer not to hear about your sexual life and how you want it on your birthday!” Issie says in disgust.

“What?! I didn’t even say anything like that!” Louis says to them in defense.

“Well.. you kinda did imply it, babe,” I say as I wrap my arm around his shoulders and give him a peck on his cheeks.

He rolls his eyes at his sisters again.

“Well, we’re all ready now. We’re just waiting on mom,” Millie says, completely changing the subject.

She shudders as she’s about to sit on the bed but backs off.

I laugh, shaking my head.  

“We didn’t even do anything! You were literally jumping on my bed not so long ago!” Louis speaks, with an eye roll.

I reach over to grab Millie’s hand and pull her into the bed.

“Here, I'll give you a kiss too,” I say and kiss her cheek once she falls into the bed.

“Gross! I don’t know where those lips have been!” Millie says.

“OH MY GOD!” Louis says as he lets himself fall back into his bed with his hands in his face.

Issie is dying of laughter, so I pull her in quickly and send her a kiss.

“Oh nooo!” She complains as my lips meet her skin. “No! No! No!”

“We are neither confirming nor denying your allegations,” Louis says with a smirk as he sits back up.

“Louis!” I shriek as I feel my cheeks go red.

Millie starts making gagging noises and Issie scoots farther away from us as possible.

“What!” He says with a growing smile.

“You know what!” I scold.

Louis pulls me by the arms and causes us to both fall back into his bed.

“As much as I’d like to admit you guys are cute. That was no fun topic to speak about!” Millie says with a worried expression.

Louis laughs evilly.

James peeks his head through the open door.

“Time to go!” He smiles and heads off.

We all stand up from the bed. Louis goes to grab my hand, he intertwines them and squeezes our hands gently.

I smile and pull our intertwined hands to my lips and give them a little kiss.

He cheekily smiles and we start heading out his door.

“You girls look beautiful by the way!” I say to them as we all walk down the hallway.

“Thank you! You look gorgeous,” Issie says to me with a huge smile.

“You do look amazing y/n!” Millie smiles.

“Aww thank you, guys!” I smile and we all make it down the stairs.

Liz gasps once she sees us all.

“You all look wonderful!” She gushes.

We all thank her.

“You look lovely, Liz!” I smile.

“Thank you, darling!” She smiles.

“Come on, let's take a few pictures before we head out!” She pleads.

The four of us pose for the picture. Louis and I in the middle, Millie beside me, and Issie beside Louis.

After a couple of photos were taken, I let them take a couple of photos of just the three of them. I then offer to take photos of them all.

James and Liz join in with Louis, Millie, and Issie. I snap a couple of photos to get everyone's good sides.

“Come on y/n!” James calls me in. He swifts his hand signaling me to join them.

I nod with a smile and Liz leads me over and squeezes me in next to Louis. I blush and thank her.

James was in the corner ready to take a couple of photos, camera held up high to capture us all.

Louis wraps his arm around me and I lay my head on his chest. I put one of my arms behind his back and one on his chest as I lay my head on him.

We all smile for the picture and James takes a couple.

“Alright let's head out. We’re taking the car even though we might get more traffic but going on the train is going to be a hassle,” Liz explains.

“Mum. There’s no rush!” Louis assures her.

“Louis, well what’s the purpose of a breakfast if we’re not going to eat early?” Liz comments.

Issie and Millie let out a laugh.

“Alright. Alright. I guess we are in a rush. Speed away father,” Louis says once we’re all settled into the car.

Louis is on the left side of the car, I’m beside him, and to my right is Millie and then Issie.

James starts the car and drives off.

Louis puts his arm around me and pulls me in by my shoulders. He puts his lips against my temple and sweetly kisses it.

“Thanks, sweetheart,” I whisper to him and he nods with a vibrant smile.

“So where are we eating exactly?” Issie asks her parents.

“To a nice restaurant that’s famous for their breakfast selection,” Liz explains.

“Famous?!” Louis says. “Oh mum, choosing an expensive place, am I right? Mum you didn’t have to. I’d be happy with anything!”

“Nonsense! It’s your special day,” James exclaims.

Louis smiles.

“Well thank you, nonetheless. You didn't have to but thanks,” Louis smiles.

James continues driving for about 15 to 20 minutes.

Meanwhile, the four of us in the back decided to play Who’s Most Likely To.

“Louis is definitely most likely to jump into a dumpster!” Issie exclaims.

Louis opens his mouth but nothing comes out of it. He’s just left with his mouth agape.

I giggle and nod.

“It’s definitely you, Louis! You literally have dove into a bunch of trash bags,” I say with a laugh.

“Literally everyone has seen that video!” Millie says in between laughs.

“Okay. Fine. I’ll take it I guess,” He says with a little eye roll.

I let out a laugh, as everyone in the car does as well.

We continue to foolishly ask questions which leads everyone in the vehicle to erupt in laughter.

James pulled up to a fancy looking restaurant. It looked full and impacted with many guests. It had both outdoor and indoor seating.

James found a place to park the car and we all stepped out of the vehicle. Louis hopped out of the car before me and lent me a hand to step out. I smile out at him and place my hands on him. As I make it out of the car, Louis closes the car door behind me.

“M’lady,” He cheekily says.

I smile and let out a cute laugh

James smiles at us as he exits the car himself.

“Okay let’s head in. We have reservations. Thank goodness cause look at the place,” She sighs in relief as we enter the doors.

Louis walked beside me as his hand was placed in my lower back. I smile at how he’s such a gentleman.

“Six for the Partridges,” James notifies the fancy main entrance.

Louis lowers his lips to my ear.

“See they already see you as a Partridge,” He whispers deeply into my ear.

I blush and look over into his eyes.

He has a huge smile placed on his lips.

I giggle and as I was about to respond we were already being led to our table.

Louis pulls out my chair and leads me to sit. I blush and sit on the comfy fancy looking chair.

Louis pushes me in a bit and pats my hair and he goes to sit beside me and across from his parents.

Right as we’re getting seated a couple workers were already handing us freshly squeezed juice.

I smile in thank you and simultaneously Louis and I reach for each other’s hands, from each other’s chairs.

We both laugh within each other and take in the freshly squeezed juice, which was delicious.

“Wow, mum. This is really good!” Louis shockingly says as he places the cup down.

Liz smiles and seems proud of her choice of breakfast.

We get handed the menus that we made of thick rich paper.

“Wow mum, even the menus are expensive!” Millie says as she opens it up.

I giggle and open up the menu myself.

I look over the breakfast selection and see they have everything anyone could ask for.

“Look over the menu if you’d like but we’re ordering the platter that gives us all the main dishes the restaurant offers for breakfast,” James notes to us as Liz nods.

“So we’re like having our own little buffet? Here at our table,” Issie questions.

“Precisely,” James smiles with a nod.

“Wow. Ok,” Louis says in amazement.

“You deserve it,’ I whisper to him with a smile.

He looks at me with love in his eyes.

“Thanks love!” He whispers back and he squeezes our hands.

I smile and we both face the table again.

Liz is ordering the platter and we all continue to drink the delicious not too thick juice.

We all start to converse once we’re settled and have placed our order.

“How does it feel to be an adult now?” Issie jokes.

“Oh! You know, life changing!” Louis claims.

I let out a giggle.

“I feel like a totally different person!’ He exaggeratedly says.

We all let out small laughs.

Soon various workers came over to our table. They all had huge platters of different breakfast dishes in their hands. They set it all down at our table. And man, let me tell you! There was sooo much food!

There were pancakes of all sorts of flavors with unique shapes, waffles, french toast, crepes, fruit, syrups of all kinds, breakfast burritos, bacon, mashed potatoes, hash browns, bacon, eggs.

“Mum! We are never going to finish all this food! I feel like I'm eating with the queen!’ Louis exclaims as his eyes gaze through the variety of food.

“Wow! I feel full just by looking at all of this food,” I say with a giggle.

“Let’s dig in!” Liz says, grabbing a plate.

We all nod in agreement and reach over to grab empty plates.

I reach to grab a plate but Louis was already handing me one.

“Here ya go,” He says with a bright smile.

“Wow what a gentleman,” Issie teases as she goes to grab some waffles.

I smile and grab the plate from his hand.

“Thank you, Louis!” I say with a pout. He’s so sweet and thoughtful.

“As he should!” Millie demands and I let out a laugh.

“I will always treat her right,” Louis says, grabbing a plate for himself.

“Well, I’m glad you do, Louis. I have always told you to be respectful and to treat a girl right and I am really glad and proud of you for treating y/n this way,” Liz says with a proud smile.

I turn over to Louis with a smile and he looks over at me. He looks straight into my eyes and squeezes our intertwined hands three times. I smile. Gosh, he makes me melt every time. I blush and smile a thank you to him.

Every time one of us squeezes each other's hand three times, it indicates us secretly saying I love you, to one another. Each squeeze represents each word. It was our thing.

I love him too.

I turn away as I feel my cheeks warm up.

“Aww she’s blushing,” Issie teases as she pokes my sides.

From the corner of my eye, I see Louis turn once he hears Issie’s statement.  

James and Liz laugh in awe.

Once Louis realizes that I certainly am blushing he lets go of our hands and pulls me into him.

“Aww. C’mere!” He smiles as he kisses my temple.

They all laugh and continue filling up their plates.

As they all place their attention on serving themselves breakfast, my face no longer turns red.

Louis gives me another temple kiss before letting me go.

I smile and go to serve myself portions from different platters.

As I finish filling my plate, I dig my fork into a pancake.

They look so delicious.

I placed the fork into my mouth and I was already in a food coma. The food was incredibly delicious. The pancakes were so fluffy and warm. Without a doubt, they were the best pancakes I’ve ever tried.

I continued digging into the other portions and it was all too delicious.

“Wow, this is really delicious mum!” Louis says with a full mouth of eggs and bacon.

I giggle as his parents scold him.

“Okay okay! I’m sorry!” He says quickly swallowing his food.

“This is why we can’t have nice things, Louis!” Millie scolds.

Louis is left with his mouth agape.

“It’s literally my birthday guys. I was trying to show my gratitude mum!” Louis defends.

I roll my eyes at him and Liz shakes her head.

“Point was you were talking with a mouth full of food and we’re in a high end restaurant, Louis,” Issie adds.

“I feel really attacked,” He says and digs into more food.

James and I laugh.

“Just eat your birthday breakfast, babe,” I say, patting his back.

“Mhm.” He says pretending to be hurt.

“Oh stop!” I say with a smile.

He couldn’t hide his smile anymore and let out a laugh.

“You’re such an idiot,” Millie says with a playful eye roll.

Louis lets out an adorable laugh and I couldn’t help but smile and feel warm on the inside.

He was my idiot.

Towards the end of our meal, an enormous group of employees surrounded our table.

“Oh no…” Louis whispered loud enough for me to hear.

I giggle and hold his hand.

“Who in this table is Louis?” A worker called out.

We all pointed at Louis and he rose his hand.

“That’ll be me,” Louis calls out.

They hand him a candlelit dessert.

As it was placed in front of him, all eyes in the restaurant were on him.

The employees erupted into a song to wish Louis a Happy Birthday.

“Woohoo!” James and Liz cheer from across the table.

I let go of Louis' hand and began to cheer him on.

We all clap our hands as the singing ceases.

“Thank you,” Louis kindly says to us all.

The workers nod and reply with ‘you’re welcome'.

Liz stands from her seat and goes to hug her boy.

Louis smiles appreciatively and goes in to hug her, as well.

He’s so sweet to his parents. He hugs her tightly and whispers words of gratitude only for her to hear.

She goes on to kiss his cheek and he flushes.

Her mom lets go and James goes in to pat Louis.

“Happy Birthday son. You know we love you and we’ll always be here for you. We believe in you and here’s to many more,” James says pulling Louis in.

“Thanks, dad!” Louis says holding onto his father.

“Happy Birthday Louis!” Millie calls out from her seat.

“Love you!” Issie smiles.

“Thanks, guys. Much appreciated!” He says gracefully.

We all stood up and headed out of the restaurant.

Louis and I walked behind everyone as we headed to the car.

“What are we doing now?” Louis cheekily says.

I turn over to look at him and smile.

“It’s a surprise!” I beam.

“A surprise?!” He exclaims.

“Mmhmm!” I nod.

“What kinda surprise?” He questions placing his lips on my cheek, hoping I’d give him more information.

“I can’t tell you,” I giggle.

He lets out a whine and lets his head fall back.

“Nope. Not happening!” I smile looking at his impatience.

“Can you at least give me a hint?” He pleads.

“You’ll eventually find out. As of right now you just can’t know,” I giggle.

“Ughh!” He groans as we make it to the car.

I roll my eyes and laugh to myself.

Louis opens the door for me and heads into his seat after me.

“Why is he being annoying this time?” Millie asks.

“Y/N won’t tell me my surprise!” He desperately says.

“Well it’s supposed to be a surprise,” James says, turning on the car.

“Wait! So you know what it is?” Louis says as his eyes glow.

They all nod.

“This sucks!” He says, crossing his arms.

“Alright here. I was going to wait until we got home. But since you’re upset about not knowing y/n’s surprise. We can give you ours right now,” Liz says, pulling out a black box from her purse.

“What is this?” Louis says as he holds the black box in the palm of his hands.

“Our first surprise,” James says looking at the back seat from the rearview mirror.

‘Why thanks guys,” Louis smiles as he opens up the black box, revealing an elegant watch.

His eyes widened in amazement.

“Mum! Dad!” Louis lets out in shock. “Thank you! I don’t even know what to say! I don’t even know how to react.” Louis says attentively, laying his eyes on the watch.

“I got my first watch on my 18th birthday and I wanted to do the same for you. Keep it going you know?” James says from the driver's seat.

“It's very grand. I can’t thank you enough!” Louis says looking up to his parents.

“Well put it on!” Issie clamors.

Louis carefully pulls the watch out and unclips it, placing it through his wrist. His other hand clips on the watch to his hand.

Louis flicks his wrist and smiles.

“Thank you, dad! Thank you, mum! Looks good doesn’t it?” He says to them and he shows them his arm.

“It looks great honey!” Liz smiles.

“It really does! It goes perfectly! James says as he looks at the watch on Louis’ wrist.

His eyes turn back to the road as we pull up to the Partridge’s neighborhood.

“Ahhh! Okay, time to close your eyes!” Liz says as she jumps in her seat.

“What?” Louis laughs nervously.

“Close your eyes quickly!” James warns.

“Bloody hell! What’s going on?!” Louis says not closing his eyes.

“CLOSE YOUR EYES!” Millie and Issie yell.

“No! Not until I know what’s going on!” He replies.

“Oh my god!” I reply as I see that the house is nearing our sight.

Everyone in the car is yelling for him to shut his eyes, so I do it for him.

I quickly place my hands over his eyes, right in time for him to not see his other present, parked in the driveway.

I gasp as I see the black sports car lavishly parked on their driveway.

“WHAT! What’s going on?” Louis questions as he tries to open his eyes, once he hears my gasp.

We all choose to ignore him.

Now I knew he was getting his first car but seeing it now in close proximity, I was excited. It was nice, really nice.

James parks on the sidewalk that leads to the driveway where Louis’ sports car is.

Everyone excitedly gets out of the car. James and Liz open the door so Louis and I can get off.

“Okay, step out of the car,” James speaks.

“Well I mean I can’t really see,” Louis mutters.

“Just get out of the car! Hurry!” I exclaim.

“Okay okay!” He rushes.

He places his feet out onto the ground and carefully stands, with me behind him. Eyes still covered by my hands.

“Keep walking…” I trail as I lead him from behind.

He does so and we all lead him to the front of the car.

“What is going on?” He asks.

“Okay in 1… 2…. And 3… !” We all yell and I let go of my hands. He flutters his eyes open and gasps in surprise.

“Bloody hell! Is it mine? No way!” He says as he runs his hand through his hair walking towards the black vehicle.

“All yours!” James smiles.

“No way!” He says in shock.

“But… As of right now. It’s y/n’s,” Liz says, handing me the keys.

Louis looks over to me in confusion as I smirk.

“I’m soooo confused right now!” He says as he looks around.

I walk to the driver’s side of the car.

“Get in, loser!” I say jingling the keys over the car.

He furrows his eyebrows with a growing smile as he walks over to the passenger side.

I smirk as I open the door hopping into the car. I grip the steering wheel once I’m seated and I take a look around at the black interior.

I hear Louis open the passenger door. He bends down, half of his body in the car, taking a look at it in astonishment. Hand on the open door as he looks in.

Fuck that’s hot. His large hand gripped onto the wide open door of the passenger seat.

Louis looks over at me, face close to mine.

“Is it actually mine?” He says with a smile.

“Yes!” I beam with a huge smile. “Now come on!” I say excitedly for him to come in.

He furrows his eyebrows and smiles.

“What are you planning?!” He asks deeply as he reluctantly gets in the car.

As he shuts the door I fasten my seatbelt.

“Be safe!” Liz yells from the driveway.

I start the car and lower the window. I wave out to them and nod.

“Why is she saying that? Why do we have to be safe?” Louis bombards with questions.

“BYEE!” They all shout.

“BYEE!” I yell with a huge smile.

I start reversing out of the driveway and Louis confusingly waves bye to his family.

“What’s going on y/n? Tell me!” He says with a huge smile.

“We’re going… somewhere…” I trail off and we wave goodbye before I drive off.

“Where are we going?” He questions annoyingly as he grabs my hand.

“You really want me to drive with one hand in your brand new car?” I question with a smile as I look over at him for a split second.

“I can’t even believe it’s my car. I haven’t acknowledged it as my car. It hasn’t hit me yet,” He explains, his eyes fixated on me.

“Well, it’s your car! Take it all in!” I say as I turn over to him, looking at him with a cocked brow and smile.

“Hmm.” He hums looking around.

“This day has been like no other! It's been fantastic!” Louis beams.

“I’m happy for you, baby,” I smile looking over at him and away from the road.

He looks at the road and sees that it's clear, so he quickly goes in for a kiss.

“Thank you, baby!” He says right after he pulls away.

I smile and continue to drive.

“God. I can’t believe this is my car! That’s crazy!” He says as a wave of shock comes back in.

I laugh and keep my eye on the road, Louis still not having a clue as to where we're going.

“Now I’ll be able to bring you food when you’re hungry, drop by your room uninvited, take you on more dates, and all the things we can get away with while we’re in this car alone. By ourselves…” He trails getting quieter at the end.

I let out a snort.

I shake my head and giggle.

He laughs too.

“That's all I’m sayinggg!” He says in a singsong tone.

I giggle and shake my head as he holds onto my hand.

“Okay, we’ve been driving for a while now! Where are we going?” He chuckles, looking over at me.

“We’re spending the day in London!” I shouted with a giggle. “We can go wherever you want and do whatever you want!”

“That sounds delightful. I get to spend the day with you in my town. What more could I ask for?” He says sweetly.

I blush and he goes to grab my face proceeding to squish my cheeks.

I giggle and pat his hand away.

“I’m trying not to crash your car,” I say with a giggle.

“Oh also did I forget to add that we’re staying the night in the city?” I say with a smile as we start nearing the big building of London.

“What? Louis baffles.

“I got us a room. So no need to worry about heading home or worrying about curfews. We’re all alone, to do whatever we want,” I smile brightly.

“Y/N! You’re literally the best! You know me all too well!” He smiles and takes my hand to his lips.

I feel all mushy as he places his lips against my skin.

“I knew you’d want a day all to ourselves, so I planned it out just like that. We have extra clothes in the back for the night, that Issie placed earlier this morning. And now it's just up to you. What would you like us to do!” I reckon.

“You’re perfect! Literally perfect!” He expresses and he continues to add kisses to our intertwined hands.

I blush and hide away as I focus on driving.

“Well, we can walk around the streets, sightsee, grab some drinks, some snacks. As of right now, all I want to do is walk around, you by my side as I hold your hand or have my arm around you,” He says with a twinkle in his eye.

“Aww Louis!” I say with a pouty face.

He chuckles and marks a kiss on my cheek.

I drive into the big streets and look around for a parking spot.

“Birthday luck,” Louis calls, pointing towards an empty parking spot.

I sigh.

“Thank goodness!” I say in relief.

Louis chuckles and I go to park his car in the street.

As I successfully parked I turn off the car.

Louis immediately stops me from doing anything.

“Don’t move!’ He ordered.

I chuckle and stay seated as he exits the car and goes to my side to open my door.

“M’lady,” He says in a posh accent, which really is just a deeper British accent for him.

I giggle and place my hand on Louis’ as he has it out for me.

I smile sheepishly as he’s bowed down.

“Louis…” I trail shyly.

“What? I’m being a gentleman to my girlfriend, soon to be wife,” He remarks.

I laugh and shake my head.

“You’re adorable!” I whisper as I have my face millimeters away from his. He smiles as he looks me in the eyes, his eyes full of love and adoration as he looks into me. I went in for a kiss, it was sweet and slow.

Louis pulls away, our lips still pressed on one another.

“I love you,” He whispers.

I swift my eyes down and smile. I look back up into his brown eyes and peck my lips onto his once more.

“I love you, too,” I murmur into our lips.

“Come on. Let’s go,” He says and grabs my hand, leading me into the streets of London.

He walks fast with his long legs.

“Louis!” I shriek. “You’re speed walking over here. While I’m like being dragged!” I say with a laugh.

He looks back at me and laughs.

“Sorry!” He says. “I just want to take you to this place. I’m excited.”

I giggle and go in to kiss his cheek.

“I fucking love you. You’re just too cute and adorable. I can’t handle it!” I say as I giggle into his cheek.

He lets out a laugh and turns his head causing our lips to interlock, as I was previously kissing his cheek.

He longingly kisses me and pulls away with a sly smile.

“I saw what you did there!’ I say with a smirk.

We eventually made it.

“Okay this place has the best and I mean best ice cream!” Louis thrills.

“Alright. I’ll take your word for it!” I say and I walk straight into the shop.

We both order a sundae that gives us the option of 5 scoops of our choice of ice cream.

“Okay we’ll get chocolate,” Louis starts.

“Vanilla,” I continue.

“Rocky Road.”

“Chocolate Chip.”

“And strawberry,” Louis ends.

The worker nods and starts preparing our sundae which has whipped cream, peanuts, chocolate syrup, and a couple of cherries.

“It looks delicious!” I say as I grip Louis' hand and lay my head on his arm.

He looks down at me and smiles.

“You’re so cute!” He says, looking down at me in awe.

I look up at him and blush.

I tippytoe barely reach his height and go in to kiss his beautiful lips.

“I love you,” I murmur into the kiss.

He smiles and murmurs it back.

Our names are called and we head out with sundae in hand. We find an empty bench that gives us a view of London’s Tower Bridge and its waters.

After a bit of silence and our sharings of the sundae, Louis lets out a sigh.

“I love this day,” He says, looking out into the distance.

My gaze stays fixated on him and he looks out into London’s waters.

I lay my head on his chest and wrap my arms around him. I look up and his neck calls out to me. I smile and press my lips against his neck.

He immediately looks down at me as my lips are pressed onto his neck.

“You’re really going to tempt me in the middle of London?” He smirks.

“I’m not even trying to tempt you,” I say with a playful eye roll. “Your neck is just right here as I’m laying my head on your chest and I just can’t help but kiss you.” I cutely say.

He chuckles and shakes his head.

After a couple of seconds of silence, he speaks up again.

“I could live like this forever and never complain,” He says and he puts his arm around my shoulder.

“As long as I’m in your arms I’d never complain,” I respond.

“As long as you’re in my arms I’d never complain.” He replies.

I smile into his chest.

Our ice cream sundae, now gone.

After a while of looking into the water and the Tower Bridge, we stood up to further our walk.

“Where to now?” I say from beside him.

He shrugs.

“I’m not sure.” He says as he holds onto my hand.

I nod and we continue to walk until we make it to the shops.

We randomly walk into a clothing store and we look around for a bit.

“Do you want me to buy you anything?” I gently ask, trying not to interrupt our comfortable silence.

He looks down at me like I’m crazy.

“Definitely not!” He exclaims.

“Louis. It’s your birthday!” I say.

“It’s okay! You've already done a lot for me today,” He explains.

“I haven’t done much!” I say looking up at him.

“Well you’ve done more than you know,” He says, bending down to kiss my lips.

He pulls away and I pout.

“Sorry sweetheart!” He says regarding ending the kiss. “I just need to get this point across. You’ve done a lot. A lot more than you think! Because all the little things you do, mean everything to me. Like your little surprise at midnight, the way you smile and look at me like I’m the only one you see, when you give me cute random kisses, hold my hand, when you baby me, when I ask you for clothing advice. Like the things you do, don’t go unnoticed. Because I notice and I’m aware of it all. You’ve done so much and now you bring me to London and tell me you got us a room. It’s more than I could ever ask for. Really,” He says as he holds both of my hands and looks at me as he speaks.

“Louis,” I say as I look up at him in awe. “I do all these things naturally. I don’t keep my eyes on you because I expect you to notice or because I want you to pay attention to what I do. When those small things happen it’s because I genuinely do them. Like they just happen at the moment. It happens because I care for you because I’m in love with you. I hold your hand and kiss you randomly because that’s what my heart and soul desire. You’re the one that my heart desires. It will always be you and I will always love you. This little trip to London is nothing compared to how much I feel and care about you! We could spend the day in Bora Bora or in your bed and I’d be happy just to be with you,” I say, intertwining our fingers as our hands are already being held.

“And I feel the same way. As long as I’m with you I’m happy. It doesn’t matter where we are, I’ll always be glad to be with you. My heart desires you too. Like if the body was ruled by the heart instead of the brain I’d be kissing you 24/7, nonstop, all the time. I’d have you on me and against me for like ever!” He says with a cheeky smile.

I shake my head and smile.

“The workers are probably wondering if we’re going to buy something or if we’re just going to longingly look into each other's eyes the whole time!” I say with a chuckle.

Louis lets out a laugh. “Yeah. Let’s get out of here!”

“Before we leave. Are you sure you don’t want you to get anything?” I ask before we exit.

“Definitely not!” He says with a chuckle.

I giggle. ‘Okay.”

We exit the shop.

“Now the real question is do you want me to buy you anything?” He says holding onto my arms as he moves in front of me blocking my sight.

“If you don’t let me buy you anything, I’m not letting you buy me anything!” I say with sass.

Louis snickers and rolls his eyes.

“Why do you make things so complicated?” He says as we continue to walk.

“What? I’m not even making it complicated!” I say letting out a laugh.

He stays quiet and tries to hide the smile that’s daring to show.

I smile and roll my eyes.

“You’re-”

He quickly shushes me and places a finger onto my lips.

“I’m not complicated!” He immediately says as he injects my sentence.

My mouth is left agape.

“If you weren’t complicated and extra, you wouldn’t have shushed me!” I interject.

He rolls his eyes.

“Whatever,” He says.

I look away from him with a smile, shaking my head.

We walk around the shops with our hands intertwined.

“I still can’t believe I have a car now. That’s insane!” He beams as he looks down at me.

“I know, right? It’s quite nice,” I smile up at him.

He nods and hums in amusement.

My eyes wander around and I gasp once I see a bakery.

“What?” Louis questions at my gasp.

“We have to go here! Come on! Come on,” I demand as I pull Louis towards the direction of the cake shop.

Louis takes a look inside the large windows and realizes it’s a bakery in which you get to decorate your own cake.

He sees my large smile and shakes his head.

“If you insist,” He says with a laugh.

“Oh come on. It’ll be fun. We’ll get to eat the cake that we decorate!” I say knowing he wants to do it just as much as me.

“Oh alright.” He says with a playful eye roll.

“Yayy!” I say and tippytoe to kiss his cheek.

His cheeks flush and we both enter the shop.

We get handed a cake and get told where all the decorations and supplies were located.

“Let’s get started!” Louis smiles as we comfortably sit across from each other.

The round cake that’s covered in fondant is placed on the table.

Louis opens up a package that contains more fondant.

“I’m thinking of getting these cutters and shaping the fondant into random things,” Louis says as his focus is on trying to open up the fondant. I giggle at how hard he’s trying.

“Yeah, I grabbed a couple of cutters too!” I say placing them on the table.

“Ooo let me see!” Louis curiously says.

I smile and start explaining what each cutter is.

“So I got this star because you’re my star and because you’re becoming an excellent star in the business. Everyone’s going to know who you are!” I start and pause as I notice how interested Louis is in my choice of cutters, making me blush.

Louis hums for me to go on. His head in the palm of his hands.

I nod and go on. “Then I got this heart to represent how I feel about you,” I say, holding it up for him to see.

“Oh now you’re making me feel so basic about mine,” He gushes, causing me to laugh.

“I’m sure they’re great!” I say.

Louis picks up one of his cutters with a huge smile on his face trying to suppress his laughter but completely fails letting it all out.

“Oh, I’m sorry!” He says in between laughs. “So this one is of a little boy,” He says, holding it out for me to see. “I don’t know why I got it but I just did. I guess it can be me.” He dumbly says.

I furrow my brows and let out a smile.

“Okay?” I say letting out a small laugh. “Makes sense.”

“And then I got a ‘1’ and ‘8’’ He ends, holding the two numbers together to make an ‘18’.

“You’re so adorable you know that?” I say grabbing the fondant that Louis previously opened.

“Yeah, I think so,” He arrogantly says with a playful shrug.

I roll my eyes.

We start placing the cutters on the fondant and sticking them onto the cake.

“It’s coming along nicely,” Louis says as we finish adding all the shaped fondant.

I nod in agreement.

“Time for the icing!” I excitedly say, grabbing it.

“Take full reign,” Louis says, eyeing my next move.

I smile and start writing ‘Happy Birthday Louis’ on the face of the cake with an exclamation point. But instead of the exclamation point having a period at the bottom it has a heart.

“There,” I say with a proud smile.

“Perfect!” Louis softly says at the finished product and looks up at me. “You’re perfect.”

I melt at his compliment and pout. He goes to grab my hand from across the table and sweetly smiles.

“I love you,” He says with a voice to die for.

“I love you too!” I say softly to him. I lean over the table and sweetly peck his lips. He smiles.

“Shall we go now?” He asks and I nod.

Our cake gets placed in a box to go and I pay for the cake.

Louis frowns.

“It’s your birthday okay?” I say holding onto his hand.

He grunts to himself, causing me to laugh.

“Thank you!” Louis says to the worker as he gets handed the box.

We head out of the shop hand in hand. One hand was holding mine and his other was holding the box of cake.

“What time do we have to check into the hotel?” Louis asks as we walk mindlessly through the city.

“There’s no specific time,” I responded.

He smiles like he’s got something up his sleeve.

“Why?” I inquire.

“I have the perfect spot!” He beams with a huge toothy smile.

“Alright.” I say slowly waiting for him to reveal more of his ‘perfect spot’.

“So there’s this perfect place we can go to. It has a perfect view, it’s secluded, and we can eat our cake there!” Louis elated with beaming eyes.

“That sounds wonderful!” I say in awe as I swing our interlocked hands.

He chuckles and nods in agreement.

“We’ll have to take the car to our special destination,” He charmingly says.

I smile in favor and hand him the keys.

As soon as we make it to the car he lets go of my hand and jogs over to open the passenger side door.

“Aww. You’re so sweet, babe!” I say pouting and going in for a quick kiss.

He chuckles and closes the door for me once I’m seated in his car.

He gets in the car and places the cake in the backseat.

“Okay.” He says once he fastens his seatbelt. “It’s not too far from here but we’ll probably get stuck in traffic. Which isn’t that bad because we’ll kill time and make it right on time for the sunset,” He rants, pulling out of his parallel parking and onto the road.

“Wow, babe. That's kinda hot,” I let out. My eyes were on his hands that were placed on the fine black steering wheel.

He quickly looks over at me and chuckles.

His right hand leaves the steering wheel and firmly makes it onto my thigh.

“Hey! Both hands on the wheel sir!” I remark.

“Oh shove off!” He says with an eye roll which ends with my chuckle.

I place my hand on top of his and I see the smile that grows on his face making me feel the butterflies all over again.

“I can never get over the fact of how lucky I am to have you, Louis,” I softly say looking over to him.

“If anything I’m the lucky one, y/n,” He says looking over to me, taking his eyes off the road for a slight second.

I shake my head.

“I’m being serious, Louis,” I say just as soft. “I really am amazed with you. Everything about you,” I say intertwining over fingers and bringing our hands to my lips.

I sense his blush.

“Thank you.” He softly whispers. “I really appreciate it, love.”

I nod and hum in response.

I shift in my seat and lay my head on his right arm.

“You tired?” He asks, concerned.

I shake my head.

“No. I just feel comfortable is all.” I mumble out.

Louis nods cutely looking down at me in awe.

“This feels so surreal,” Louis says regarding driving his brand new vehicle.

“I’m sure it does!” I say standing up from my past position. “The sun seems to be going down,” I say looking out the window.

Louis looks out and looks at the sky.

“Good thing we’re here then,” Louis beams, turning off his car at the side of an empty street.

“Where are we?” I say unbuckling my seatbelt.

“You’ll see. Now come on!” Louis says getting out of the car and reaching out for the cake.

I chuckle in confusion as I get out of the car, following his lead.

“Come here,” He calls out to me with his hand out.

I skip over to him, grabbing his hand.

He leads me across the street to what seems like an abandoned parking building.

“The view looks amazing from up there!” Louis says as he leads me into the first floor of the parking structure. We make it to the stairs and start the venture up it.

“It’s a bit long but it’s worth it, I promise!” He says excitedly.

I laugh and nod.

Everything is worth it when I’m with him.

The flight of stairs was lengthy, it was around a dozen floors worth of stairs.

The sky was in full view when we finally made it to the rooftop of the building.

“Nice, right?” Louis says pulling me into him.

“Yeah. Nice.” I say looking around at the beautiful setting sky. “It looks beautiful.”

“It does and just wait for it to get dark! You’ll see all the lights from here. It really is an incomparable view,” Louis explains and finds a spot for us to sit that catches the view perfectly.

The sky showcased a nice array of deep colors. I hold onto Louis' hand and lay my head on his shoulder. I lay comfortably on him and he puts an arm around me.

“God I love you!” Louis sighs after a moment of silence.

I blush and look down.

“You’re adorable.” He lovingly says once he realizes I’m a blushing mess.

He pets the top of my head and looks out into the dazzling city of London.

“I wouldn’t trade this for the world,” I softly let out into the air.

“Me neither,” Louis hums, looking down at me and smiling.

“Your smile always kills me,” I say with rosy cheeks.

“My smile is just my body expressing and saying what I can’t form into words. I just look at you and I’m like damn.” Louis says, his voice lowering towards the end.

I smile and leave kisses on his hand.

“Shall we open our cake?” Louis asks, grabbing the box.

“Yes!” I beam out and situate myself up

Louis opens up the box and takes out the cake.

“Let me take one last look at it before it’s gone,” He says to himself as he takes one last look at it.

“Hey!” He calls out. “I didn’t know you added this?” Louis says with a surprised look on his face, pointing at the crown shaped fondant.

I geekily smiled.

“I added it while you weren’t looking! It signifies you being my prince, my king.” I shyly say, placing my hand on the opposite side of his face and placing a soft kiss on his cheek.

“Aww. Baby!” He says slightly putting his body over mine, causing me to lean back. “You’re my queen,” He whispers against my lips, his body threatening to push me against the floor.

He looks down at my lips and they flicker back up to my eyes and without hesitation he presses his lips against mine, causing me to fall back. Our kiss deepens once I’m in between the ground and Louis.

Louis' hand makes it to my neck and jaw, holding it softly. We were there laying on a rooftop with our cake awaiting us. Louis lays on top of me and he pulls away, looking deep into my soul.

“Come on, let’s eat some cake,” He mumbles, sitting up and holding out his arm for me to grab. I do so and he pulls me up and we both sit.

He hands me a fork and we both dig in.

“This is delicious!” Louis says with a mouthful.

I giggle as he has a mouthful of the cake.

“Gosh, it looks beautiful out here!” I say, mesmerized by the bright lights of London in contrast to the now dark sky.

Louis nods and wraps his arms around my waist.

He looks over to me and then back at the view.

He prompts a kiss on my head and smiles.

I turn to look at him.

“What’s in that head of yours?” I ask curiously.

Louis shakes his head looking away.

“Just thinking of how amazing this moment is,” He lets out.

My heart warms up to his sweet thoughts.

I look down and place my hand over his hand that is placed on his lap. While the other is still wrapped around me.

He smiles at my small gesture. Loving how it felt to have my fingers tracing along the top of his hand. It gave him a nice ravishing feeling.

He couldn’t lie, he did feel a bit irked when the tickling of the tracing stopped when I went to get another fork of cake.

I giggle once I notice the disheveled look on his face.

He wasn’t good at hiding his thoughts.

“Come here,” I say with a laugh as I go to grab his free hand.

He laughs and I start tracing my nails along the top of his hand.

“I’m not looking forward to walking down that long flight of stairs!” I groaned out.

“We should just stay here,” He chuckled.

“Or…. You could just carry me.” I smiled jokingly.

“Do you want me to die!” He exclaimed, but his eyes immediately widened once he realized how that came out.

“What?!” I rose my brows at him in surprise. “Are you calling me-”

“No, no, no! Not like that! I swear! I just meant like it’s a long flight of stairs and it’s tiring walking down it on your own. I- I swear I wasn’t calling you anything like that! Carrying even a baby would be tiring because you’re holding something. Oh, fuck me.” He sighs as he tries to explain his horrible wording.

I let out a laugh and roll my eyes at him.

“You have such an amazing way with words, don't you Louis?” I tease.

“Oh stop!” He says, rolling his eyes at me. His smile curled up into his cheeks after he let out a huge sigh in relief, knowing that I understood that he was in no way saying anything harmful.

“You’re such an idiot!” I say playfully shoving him.

“Wellll I’m your idiot!” He beams.

I giggle and nod.

“Okay. I'm just glad you didn’t take it the wrong way!” He says with another sigh.

I giggle.

“I know what you meant, Louis,” I smile, pecking his lips in reassurance.

“Oh thank god!” He says with another huge sigh, holding his hand over his heart.

I let out a giggle with another eyeroll.

“Come on. Let’s get going before room service ends!” I smile standing up and lending my hand out for Louis to grab.

“Alright.” He smiles idiotically.

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Love the AU family stuff (and Riff as a dad!), I think you may have alluded to it before but would love to see the family’s reaction to Katie’s first boyfriend!

I got several requests for something along these lines, so I hope everyone who asked is happy with this one!

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The tension in the Lorton household was palpable as fifteen-year-old Katie ran around the apartment like a madwoman, desperate to make sure everything was perfect before her boyfriend arrived for dinner. He had met her mother briefly, but this was the first time he would be meeting the rest of her family, including all five of her older brothers. And her dad. She was most worried about her dad.

Graziella had been in the kitchen all day, knowing how nervous her daughter was and wanting to ensure that everything went as smoothly as possible that night. She’d prepared a fresh salad and a minestrone soup, while the lasagne was still baking in the oven. Riff, on the other hand, had been pouting on the couch all day. He had made it clear from the beginning that he was not happy about his little girl having a boyfriend, and he was working hard to make sure the rest of the family was unhappy, too.

“Katie, come help me finish settin’ the table!” Graziella called, knowing that would at least take her mind off her worries for a few minutes. They’d had to add the extender to the table, now that they had several guests coming over. In addition to Katie’s boyfriend, Riff, Jr. would be coming with his wife, Liza, who was pregnant with their first child. Sean and Michael, both in their early twenties, had moved out as well and were coming over to meet their baby sister’s first boyfriend.

Katie dutifully began setting plates out on the table, though she kept glancing anxiously over at her father. “Daddy, please! Just be nice ta him!” she begged.

“Who said I ain’t gonna be nice?” Riff demanded, scowling.

“Uh, everyone,” nineteen-year-old John commented, walking into the main room of the apartment.

“I’m gonna be nice! Ain’t no reason not ta be nice ta…what’s his name again?”

“Arthur, Daddy! His name is Arthur!” Katie cried, her voice strained. Her mother patted her on the arm comfortingly.

“Arthur. What the hell kinda name is Arthur?” Riff asked, making a face.

“A nice name for a nice boy from a nice family,” Graziella insisted, swatting the back of her husband’s head as she walked past him.

“Please, Daddy! Just don’t…get the way ya get,” Katie pleaded, adjusting the skirt of her dress.

“What does that mean?” Riff demanded, looking offended.

John and Joey tactfully avoided answering that question, both of them hurrying to answer the door when their older brothers and Liza arrived.

“Don’t act like a Jet,” Grazi smirked, pressing a kiss to his cheek as she headed back to the kitchen. She understood her daughter’s pain, but she also understood Riff’s. Katie was their baby, their only daughter, and his little angel. This was hard for him.

Once the whole Lorton clan was settled, a knock on the apartment door sent Katie into another tizzy. “Everyone just act normal!”

Both Graziella and Liza shot her a sympathetic look.

Katie opened the door with a wide smile, stepping aside so Arthur could step into the apartment. “Hiya, Art,” she greeted him, beaming when she saw the flowers in his hand.

“Hi, Katie,” Arthur replied, rather shyly. “Um…these are for yer mom,” he added, holding up the flowers.

“Thank you, Arthur! They’re beautiful!” Graziella exclaimed, stepping forward to accept them. “Aren’t they beautiful, Riff?” she asked, shooting him a pointed look.

“Sure,” Riff nodded, standing in the center of the main room, his five large sons looming behind him. Graziella had to refrain from rolling her eyes at the lot of them.

“Arthur, this is my dad. Daddy, this is Arthur,” Katie said nervously, bringing her boyfriend over.

“Nice ta meet you, sir,” Arthur said, looking terrified. He held out a shaking hand to Riff, who shook it after a short pause.

“An’ these are my brothers,” Katie added quickly, introducing them in age order. Each of them sized Arthur up silently, none quite pleased with the thought of anyone dating their baby sister.

“Let’s eat!” Graziella said, cutting through the uncomfortable silence that followed.

Dinner was a torturous affair for the three women at the table. For Arthur, too, probably. Riff was curt in all his responses and none of Arthur’s comments seemed to impress him. Katie looked just about ready to die when the lasagne was finally served.

“So…um…Liza,” Arthur said, turning to Katie’s sister-in-law. “How long have you an’ Riff, Jr. been married?”

“Almost two years!” Liza said brightly, trying to make up for her husband’s and father-in-law’s sour behavior. “But we’ve been together since we were fourteen!”

“Younger than you an’ Katie,” Riff cut in, looking at Arthur sharply. “Ya gonna marry Katie?”

Arthur practically choked on his dinner and Graziella kicked Riff under the table.

Blushing furiously, Katie slid down in her seat. Liza patted her shoulder gently.

Once dinner was finally over, Graziella immediately ushered Katie and Arthur towards the door. “Why don’t the two o’ yous go for ice cream? We’ll clean up here.”

“Okay, thank you!” Arthur said quickly, too scared to even argue the point.

“Thank you, Mom!” Katie added, kissing her mother’s cheek and practically dragging her boyfriend out of the apartment.

Once they were gone, Graziella turned a dark look on her husband and sons. “Yous are idiots!” she exclaimed, throwing a dish towel at Riff.

“What?” Riff asked, shrugging his shoulders innocently.

“Yous can clean up while Liza an’ I watch TV,” Grazi snapped, leading her daughter-in-law towards the main room.

“Aw, Ma!”

One look from Graziella sent the six men scrambling to do as she’d said.

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ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ: Mob boss!Readers x bodyguard!Steve Rogers Some other gang leader doesn’t believe reader is the boss bc she’s a woman and he tries to manhandle her until Steve attacks him and then she thanks him with smut

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: Smut 18+, major angst, but there’s fluff because I can’t help myself ;)

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“I’ll be fine,” you cupped Steve’s face.

“I should go in there with you. You’ve never met this guy and the others said he was creepy,” Steve sighed resting his hand on your hip. Steve was essentially your bodyguard highly recommended by your father when you took over the mob. 

“Sit here and eat your muffin, read your newspaper and if anything happens I’ll shout,” you grinned. 

“Y/n,” Steve said sternly.

“Sit down,” you patted his shoulder. 

He eventually sat beside the door grabbing the newspaper before taking an aggressive bite of his muffin making you giggle. You fluffy his hair before entering the room for your meeting with another boss. Your father advised you to expand trading and you’ve never been one to be ‘social’ so it was something you put off for years now. But now it’s getting late so here you are talking to a creep that offered a trade with you.

“Hi, thank you for coming,” you said entering the conference room. 

“Why hello? Aren’t you a cute little thing,” the man snarled.

“Excuse me?” you quipped. 

“Well, had I known there’d be a little plaything for me while I wait I would’ve come by sooner,” he stood up towering over you.

“I’m sorry, you must be very mistaken, sir. We don’t degrade women here,” you smiled sarcastically.

“Haha, you’re funny. I do like women who can make me laugh,” he grabbed at your hips.

“Sir, you are incredibly mistaken. I am the leader of this mob and if you lay your disgustingly meaty hands on me one more time I won’t hesitate to put a bullet through your thick skull,” you growled. The man’s temper bursted and he aggressively grabbed your throat pulling you too close to his body. 

“Listen here you little brat, you’re gonna do what a woman was meant to do and if you don't get on your knees baby girl you’ll get what’s coming to ya.”

“Get off of me!” you shoved him back.

“Nu-uh pretty girl, you’re gonna suck my cock until the big man gets here whether you like it or not!”

Steve sat eating his muffin trying his best to ignore the muffled voices from inside the conference room. He couldn’t help but worry about your safety being with that creep. When the guy first arrived he groped one of the housekeepers and laughed as if he did nothing wrong. Steve sat there desperately hoping this meeting with that scumbag doesn’t go well and you'll drop him. He can’t even imagine working with a man like that, especially when you're a woman. 

Suddenly he heard a shriek emerge from the room and Steve bursted through the door. He pulled his gun out seeing the man bending you over your own desk pulling the hem of your pants. Steve aimed the gun and shot the man in the back of his knee making him fall to the ground groaning in pain. 

“Fuck,” you groaned running to Steve. He held you tightly in a panic and you breathed heavily against him. 

“Are you ok?” he asked. 

“I think so,” you swallowed loudly. 

“I’m gonna kill you,” you looked at the writhing man on your floor. 

“I’m sorry, fuck! I’m sorry!”

“Steve, get out,” you ordered.

“No, sweetheart I’m not leaving you alone again with this man,” he raised his voice.

“Steve, please,” you looked at him.

“Baby,” he sighed.

“Go!”

You looked back at the man still squirming on the floor in pure agony. You pulled a pack of cigarettes off your desk placing one between your chapped and bitten lips. You walked around the desk keeping your eye trained on the shithead. You grabbed your lighter and lit the cigarette before reaching inside one of your drawers and grabbing a gun. 

The silvery metal reflected the smallest light around your office as you approached him. 

Steve stood in the hallway with his hand resting on the handle of the door, biting his lip anxiously. His heart sank when he heard a gunshot and he bursted through the door finding you sitting with a cigarette between your lips and your gun in hand. 

“What the hel-” he found the man dead bleeding from his head. You stared at the body in disgust, blood spattered on your face and clothes. You dragged the poison and blew the smoke into the air. Steve slowly walked up to you cupped your face to look at him. 

“What happened?” he whispered. 

“I made sure he never does what he did to me to another woman ever again,” you said monotonously.

“Come here,” Steve picked you up and you tossed the cigarette on the dead man burning his bloodied face. 

Steve carried you to your room and sat you on your bed. You stayed still staring at nothing while Steve grabbed you a towel. He cleaned the blood of your face and tears fell down your face. You felt humiliated and violated. 

“Are you ok?” Steve whispered, afraid as if he spoke too loud he would startle you. 

“Yeah,” you choked out.

“No, you’re not.”

“Steve, I am. Truthfully. If you hadn’t been there, I can’t even imagine what would have happened,” you breathed out heavily calming yourself. 

“I owe you a great debt, Steve,” you said softly. 

“No you don’t, I’m just doing my job.”

“Thank you,” you leaned in closely and brushed your nose against his.

Suddenly Steve felt small. He was always a confident man, something you deeply admired about him, but being able to make him feel this way, all bothered and shy, gave you a sense of even more power over him. 

You brushed a hair from his face and moved to sit on his lap, your legs on either side of his thighs. You circled your hand down to his chin lifting it slightly to make him look at you with those gorgeous blue eyes; like sapphires.

“I see the way you look at me Steve,” you whispered.

“We can’t,” he said back.

“Why not? I know how bad you’ve wanted me,” you trailed your hand down his chest.

“Y/n, you’re vulnerable. I can’t take advantage of you like that,” he said. You have this desire to regain control after what happened and conquering Steve would do just that whether you admit it or not. He wants to so badly have his way with you but he knows he’s just a grievance. You’ll wake up the next morning and pretend this never happened, that the words he’d whisper to you are just that, words. The love he’d give you isn’t reciprocated. He can’t let you break him like that. 

“What’s going on?” you asked seeing him in a sort of mental battle.

“Nothing, you should rest,” he said.

“I don’t want to rest. I don’t want to be alone,” you told him.

He looked at you with soft eyes, clenching his jaw tight. His hands were resting on your hips and he desperately fought the urge to move them; under your shirt, over your cheeks or thighs, anywhere, he wanted to feel you so bad. 

“Steve,” you breathed out, practically moaning. 

“Fuck,” Steve said with frustration.

“Please,” you cupped his face.

When he did say anything you got off of him and slowly made your way to the bathroom. Steve sat there regretful breathing out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. You were right there. In his arms and he pushed you away. 

You came out again wearing simple nightwear and trotted to Steve once again. You didn’t sit on his lap despite the both of you secretly wishing you would again but you did sit fairly close; your shoulder pressed against his. 

You rested your head on him, the both of your staring at the floor in silence. You slowly up at him cupping his bearded jaw with your delicate hand. You brushed the hairs with your fingers, you’d always preferred his beard than without. You had been the one to convince him not to shave and you had been the one he did it for. 

You couldn’t stop yourself and neither could Steve when the two of you met in the middle, your lips pressing against each other perfectly. Your eyes fluttered closed at the feeling and his hands went to where they belonged on your hips. You two kissed for what felt like an eternity; an eternity of pure lust and ecstasy. Steve pushed you down to lay flat on your bed, his hips settling between your legs. 

“Tell you want me, tell me how much you need me,” Steve said against your lips.

“I want you, I need you, so fucking bad,” you moaned.

“Tell me this is real,” he said with his eyes screwed shut. 

Steve had been so enamored by you since the day he met you. He used to work for your father before he retired and he insisted that Steve worked alongside you, to protect you. You were hesitant about having him around, independency clouding your mind when you became leader, but little did Steve know you had become very fond of the man at your side everywhere you went. 

He occupied every part of your mind for years now. The confidence he oozed, and sexiness he projected; how could anybody not fall in love? He was the source of the many nights you laid alone in bed, your hand between the junction of your thighs, writhing and panting dreaming of his body pressing against you just as he now. 

Steve fought his desires just as long as you did. When he looks at you, he can’t help the stutters and skips his heart makes. When you laugh, especially at something he says, he feels like a little boy again talking to his crush from school. You’re just so beautiful and dauntless, graceful and fearless. He can’t help but fall in love. Anyone would. 

“Steve, look at me, please.” 

Steve’s eyes pried open, terrified you would disappear if he did.

“This is real. I want you so badly; I need you. Please make me feel good,” you whispered against his lips. 

Steve kissed passionately before moving his lips across your jaw line, nipping and biting the soft skin. His hands held your waist firmly under your shirt, gently squeezing your sides making you giggle. 

“That tickles,” you giggled.

“The scary mob boss is ticklish?” Steve joked. 

“Stop it!” you shrieked when he tickled harder.

Steve laughed at you for a moment before capturing your lips in a kiss once again. He pulled up again sitting back on his knees bringing you with him up to his chest. He looked into your lust blown eyes carefully lifting your shirt. You eagerly raised your arms allowing him to discard it before you did the same to him.

You marveled at his toned body, your hands smoothing over his muscles and the little hairs that littered his chest. Steve's hands came up your side, his thumbs grazing lightly over your perked nipples making your body shiver with need. 

He sat comfortably bringing you to your knees so he was in line with your chest. He leaned forward and kissed all over before wrapping his lips around your nipple. His tongue swirled around it and his teeth grazed the nub before releasing with a pop and doing the same with the other.

The feeling of his tongue made you extremely aroused soaking your panties. You breathed heavily relishing in his attention. Your fingers combed through his hair lightly pulling on his long strands. He groaned softly, his eyes fluttering in pleasure. You’ll keep that in mind.

You sank down fully sitting in his lap, when you felt him poking you through both of your fabrics. You hand snaked down in between your bodies and you pressed on his erection with your hand, making him groan again. 

“Fuck, don’t tease me.”

“Then take these off.”

You quickly got off of his lap and he hurried to stand and take his pants off. You giggled at the sudden flurry of clothes but your face quickly turned to shock when you saw the size of Steve for the first time. 

“Baby, that’s not going to fit in me,” you said, making him chuckle.

“We’ll never know if we don’t try,” he winked. 

You bit your lip and laid back for him. He rubbed your legs softly curling his fingers over your bottoms and reluctantly pulled them down your legs. He kissed your legs up to your stomach before coming face to face with you once again. 

He kissed you with need like he would never be able to again after tonight. He doesn’t feel convinced that this is real. That tomorrow when you wake up beside you’ll realize that maybe you don’t fancy him like you say right now.

You reached forward wrapping your hand around his cock looking up at him with faux innocent eyes licking and biting your lips seductively. Steve could help but groan as he laid atop of you, hard as rock. 

Steve kissed your lips and he swears that he could stay like this forever. Your lips, although chapped and dry, were so addictive and obsessive. Your legs wrapped around his hips and your arms around his shoulders pulling him close to you as if he’d float away. He pushed slowly in you and you let out a shaky moan. Steve’s head that was buried lifted quickly, looked at you and whispered soft praises to you. 

“You’re doing so well, baby,” he whispered against your lips.

“Steve, move please,’ you moaned. 

He snapped his hips back and rutted into you over and over again. He placed his hand on your lower belly and felt his cock poking with each thrust. He grabbed your hand and placed it there too and you gasped at the fleeing before moaning loudly.

“Fuck, Steve,” you whimpered.  

“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby. God, you feel amazing. Pussy’s fucking perfect; you’re perfect,” he said against your ear. His words made your stomach flutter and your heart burst. He kissed the skin below it and your body shuddered at the feeling of his cool lips against your hot skin. Your hands raked through his long hair and you tugged on the locks bringing his head back up. You instantly attached your lips to his kissing him messily and passionately. 

Your pants and moans became louder with each thrust he got closer to making you release. You moaned his name over and over like a prayer. Steve grunted and his chest tightened feeling overwhelmed by you. 

His hips faltered and you pushed his shoulders rolling over with his cock still inside you. You quickly moved your hips back and forth, your hands pressing flat against his chest to support you, nails scratching his chest leaving dark red marks. Steve’s hands reached for your breasts, his thumbs grazing over your hardened nipples. His hands landed in their place on your hips guiding you, though you didn’t need it much.

“Fuck, baby. I’m gonna come,” he moaned.

“Come in me, fuck! Stevie, I want it all, give it to me,” you said staring at his lips. 

“Fuck!”

Steve snapped his hips up and you felt his hot cum coating your walls. The feeling overwhelmed you and you came in time with him. Your eyes rolled back, your back arched, and you felt incredible. This career, if you can call it that, has run into plenty of lousy men and you wasted many hours with them but this, you could bask in the feeling of Steve’s arms and fully be content with life. 

You fell forward and Steve wrapped his arms around you. You breathed heavily and Steve’s hand rubbed your head lovingly. Your eyelids felt heavy and you couldn’t help the tiredness that overcame you. Steve laid there carefully listening to your breathing even out. He couldn’t believe that you were actually laying, naked and beautifully, in his arms. He dreamed of this moment more than he liked to admit.

Hours later you felt yourself suddenly wake. You were in a cold sweat shaking uncontrollably. You got off Steve who was still sleeping soundly beneath you. His face was so angelic, no it was god like. He looked so at peace you felt awful disturbing his comfort when you crawled off him quietly.

You grabbed one of the thin sheets that had fallen to the floor and wrapped lazily around your body and walked to the large window of your room. You looked out the window before grabbing the pack of cigarettes and lighter sitting fixed on the window ledge waiting to be used during your lowest moments.

You felt vulnerable. 

Steve laid on your bed and you really appreciated him. You genuinely liked him and you know he probably doesn’t believe you yet. He was so charming and compassionate. He protected you especially after what happened today. 

What happened today. God, you can imagine what would happen, what you would do to get out of that awful situation but when it happens, when it becomes reality… you forget everything. You forget how to breathe, how to move. It was terrifying. Even after everything you’d seen being a boss. 

“Whatcha thinking about?” Steve came up behind you, wrapping his strong arms around you. 

“God! You fucking scared me,” you looked at him.

“Sorry,” he smirked. 

He leaned forward and placed kisses along your shoulder and neck. You dragged the cigarette, closing your eyes at the delicious feeling of Steve’s kisses. His hands grazed under the sheet, his fingertips tickling the skin of your belly.

“Stop it,” you warned.

“Oh right, the scary mob lady is ticklish. I’ll keep that in mind,” he whispered, his lips against your ear.

“I swear to god, Steve. I’ll fire you,” you chuckled.

“Are you feeling any better? If that’s possible,” he said after a moment.

“You’re here with me,” you told him. 

“Please don’t leave me,” you teared up. This was the first time Steve had ever seen you vulnerable, visibly upset, crying. He’s never seen you cry.

“I would never leave you; not unless you want me to,” he cupped your face. 

“Thank you.”

Steve took the cigarette from your fingers and brought it to his lips dragging smoke and blowing it out the open window. You smiled at him before kissing his lips softly. 

“Come back to bed; it’s cold,” he placed the cigarette in the ashtray. 

You closed the window and Steve picked you up taking you to bed. You cuddled by his side, pressing your cold body against his warm one. You buried your face into his neck and fell sound asleep. He made you feel safe and protected. You easily let your guard down when you were with him and after tonight you really felt your walls coming down for him. And Steve was more than willing to come in. 

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Wake Up Kisses (McCree x Reader)

Jesse McCree x Reader (Gender Neutral)

Description: Jesse is an early riser and his (s/o) is the exact opposite, that doesn’t stop him from waking them up in the early hours for his own amusement. 

SFW

Character Count: 4061

Warnings: Cussing?? 

Soft kisses were peppered against your neck causing you to stir awake. “Ugh - Jesse stop it.“ It was too early for this. You swatted at the large man laying next to you only to be forcefully rolled onto the American’s chest. 

“Why hello there, sugar’.” A coy smirk was planted on Jesse’s face, the morning light hitting his skin in an almost elegant way. Not that the word ‘elegant’ should ever be associated with Jesse. The cowboy’s eyes were crinkled with misplaced love and his beard scruff kept on brushing uncomfortably against your face as McCree pressed his cheeks against yours fondly.

Trying to get away from the newfound cause of annoyance, you sat up and straddle the flirty cowboy.

“Jesse, why the fuck did you wake me up?” Your tone of voice was honeyed up but the passive-aggressive words and nails being brought trailing down McCree’s chest showed the building frustration. 

Already quite the expert in ignoring his lovers early morning aggression, Jesse didn’t deter from his unspoken goal of having a relaxing morning. Instead he smiled in response to his significant other’s displeasure before he pulled his frustrated lover back down to his chest, the sudden movement causing you to let out a shocked squeal as you were sent flying downwards.

After colliding with McCree’s chest, you swiftly propped yourself back up as much as you could with the large brute you called your lover holding you down. Seeing the mischievous twinkle in McCree’s eyes, you let out an angered yell

“JESSE!! WHAT THE HEL-“ Before you could even get into your tirade, a pair of heavy set lips were placed against your own and successfully shutting you up. You tried to struggle in response but after a moment, gave in as the reality that escaping Jesse’s tight grip would be impossible.

Jesse let out small chuckles as he broke the kiss after a few long moments. He also released his grip on you, trailing his metallic hand down to the curve of your back, raising goosebumps as the cool metal fingertips met the soft, and warm skin. Once his hand found its place, he began to trace small patterns into your back, his free hand propping up his head.

As he got comfortable, his lover's annoyance grew when you realized the sleazy dog you were laying on top of had yet to respond to your earlier claims of displeasure. Deciding to restate your first pleas of annoyance, you spoke again tiredly. “It’s too early. Why’d you wake me up?” 

The western man only smiled causing you to flick his nose. “Answer the question, Jesse.” 

Releasing another chuckle from deep within his chest, he spoke. “Just wanted to see ya’ pumpkin.” The cheeky smirk that laid lazily across his face turned into a fond smile as he saw the scowl form on your face. 

“You see me every day. You know that right?” Your brows furrowed together, showcasing clear displeasure but with a soft laugh from Jesse, your distaste was quickly turned into a barely visible smile. Seeing that Jesse was unable to help himself, he spoke up once more with the intention to tease. 

“...Gorgeous, you really should smile more, darlin’. it suits you.” His words immediately caused the smile he just complimented to disappear. 

You rolled your eyes in response, too exhausted to come up with something witty to say. Instead, pressing your face down into Jesse’s strong chest and mumbling a soft “shut up“ 

Despite your exasperated reaction, Jesse knew he had pleased you with his words as he felt the smile reform against his bare chest. Not seeing the need to continue, he responded with a soft hum as he closed his eyes. 

-Fin

I hope you all enjoyed my first post, sorry if the writing seems a bit tense. I'm not used to writing in this perspective and I'm not so sure how I feel about it. I love feedback though and don’t mind my mistakes being pointed out, or being given tips on how to make it better!