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minniesmutt · 3 months

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Y/n hated it. She woke up in the middle of the night from the cramping of her period. Rolling over in the sheets, trying to get comfortable again but it wasn't helping.

Chan was still at the studio. Bad habit of his he would probably never quit. She rolled over to the side of the bed. Grabbing her phone to ask him to pick up her favorites on his way home before going into her messages with Seungmin. Chan, she understood why he wasn't in their bed. Seungmin, she had zero clue where he was

Y/n💋: where are you 😢 Minnie🩸❤️: what's wrong bubs? Y/n💋: my period came and Chan’s at work Minnie🩸❤️: poor baby. Do you want your regulars? Y/n💋: I already texted Chan to get them on his way home. Can you come and give me cuddles? Minnie🩸❤️: I’ll be right in. I was just taking pictures of the moon

She heard the front door open and close. This is what she got for dating not one, but two vampires. Both had no concept of sleep so they were awake all night while she slept. But it definitely made life interesting.

It took less than a minute for Seungmin to get up to their room. Slowly opening the door before crawling into bed behind her, hands wrapping around her waist and rubbing her lower stomach.

“Bad ones?” he kissed her shoulder

“Mhm,” Y/n whined as another hit her

It was silent for a moment. Seungmin rubbed her stomach and provided some heat to help a little bit.

“I heard orgasms help with menstrual pain,” Seungmin stated out of nowhere

“That’s a weird way to say you're hungry,” Y/n giggled

“Not my fault it smells good,” Seungmin slowly rolled her onto her back as he sat up a bit, “I can always take from somewhere else.” his lips slowly kissed her neck, “didn't wanna let good blood go to waste.”

His hands wandered down to rub her legs before placing a gentle kiss on her lips. Y/n gladly returned it as she gripped his T-shirt. Making out with her boyfriend took her attention off the discomfort in her stomach. Hands moved up to massage the area to massage there.

“Min,” Y/n said as she pulled away from their kiss

“Yeah?” he asked, placing kisses on her neck.

“Let’s try,” she said

“Try what?” he asked, looking up at her

“Eat me out.”

“You sure?”

“Positive. Just grab some towels.”

Seungmin smiled and pecked her lips before rushing out of the room to grab some towels. Y/n took the time to strip her pajamas before he got back in the room. Seungmin smirked as he moved her to set the towels under her.

“Eager little puppy,” Seungmin chuckled as he tossed his shirt off before crawling over her, feverishly pushing his lips onto her.

Y/n returned the kiss, holding onto the nape of his neck. His hands ran up her body, from her hips up to her breasts. Groping them and running his thumbs over her nipples. A moan of pleasure left her lips before another wave of cramps hit, making her shrink into herself.

“Min,” Y/n whined into the kiss

“Hurt baby?” Seungmin pulled his lips away from her as she nodded.

Without another word, he moved down in between her legs. Pushing them open and immediately diving in. Licking from her entrance up before cleaning any blood that had dripped out of her. Y/n shuddered against the feeling of his tongue. Seungmin smiled to himself as his tongue pushed its way into her. Y/n moaned as his nose brushed against her clit.

“Taste so fucking good,” Seungmin moaned as he pulled away for a moment before diving back in.

Y/m rolled her hips against him as his hands moved up to grope her breasts. The build-up was for sure helping dull the pain of her cramps. It also distracted her from the front door opening and closing again.

A moment later, Chan walked in and stood at the doorway. It wasn’t unusual for any of them to walk in on the others having sex or masturbating. He was a bit concerned knowing Y/n was on her period, but when the scent of blood hit his senses, he could care less.

Chan set the bag of things he had picked up from the store down next to the bed before kneeling on the bed and attaching his plump lips to her, one of his arms wrapping around her waist. Y/n melted once she felt his plump lips.

“Minnie making you feel good baby?” Chan asked after he pulled away, lips hovering close to hers

“Yes,” Y/n moaned out as she grabbed onto his arm as Seungmin’s tongue grazed a particular spot.

“Letting him clean all the blood out of you? Gonna let me have some too?”

Y/n nodded before Chan brought his lips back onto hers. His hand moved down to play with her clit. Seungmin moved lower so Chan’s fingers had some room.

The knot in her stomach that had replaced the cramping pain tightened more with the added fingers on her clit. Her hips bucked against them both. Seungmin's hands moved down to hold her hips down as both worked her to her first orgasm.

Neither of them stopped their movements as she went through her high. Seungmin blood away. Wiping any bit of stray blood from his face and then licking it off his hands. Chan moved his fingers off her clit and pulled away from her lips as well.

“Taste good, Min?” Chan asked as Y/n rested against his chest

“Find out for yourself, old man.”

The two vampires switched their positions. Chan threw both her legs over his shoulders before his tongue dove into her. She let out a mumbled “fuck” at the feeling, still quite sensitive from her first orgasm with Seungmin, who was currently laying next to her playing with her breasts and marking the side of her neck with hickeys. Both men seemed to be enjoying the taste of the blood. She almost wondered if it had a different taste from the blood they typically took from her veins.

Y/n felt Seungmin’s fangs graze her skin a bit. The touch made her shiver against the bed, toes curling as Chan’s nose nudged her clit. The action combined with the tips of Seungmins fangs teasing her pulse point.

“Gonna come,” Y/n moaned, both vampires working harder till she hit her second orgasm. Chan lapped up her release and blood mixture like Seungmin did while the ladder fangs sunk into her neck as soon as she started arching off the bed.

Seungmin pulled his teeth out of her first and licked the wound as the older pulled away from her cunt. Both moved to cuddle and just provide affection while she came back down.

“Feel better, bubs?”

“Yeah,” Y/n nodded, “Wanna go back to sleep.”

“Let’s get you cleaned first, baby.”

Chan took the initiative of picking her up and taking her to the bathroom to clean up while Seungmin cleaned up the bed. “Tell us again if it starts hurting, okay?” Chan said as he kissed her forehead “If it gets both of you to eat me out again, I will.”

“We can’t let good blood go to waste, can we?”

“You sound like Seungmin.”

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sunflw3r · 8 days

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fit right in

sungchan x non!idol male reader reader prns: he/him word count: 1666 fluff

sungchan’s boyfriend fit right in

content warnings: token gay eunseok & sungchan, cursing, topish reader, petnames, vry gay eunseok

unedited</3

(masterlist)

spotify playlist link: <3 continuation of turning the flipping frogs gay!

a/n: just saw the riize movie and thought it would be cutie to continue this oneshot:3

happy (late) birthday chan<3 i love uuuu

“i’m just saying, byeon wooseok is hot but why does he always die!! it takes me out of the immersion.” y/n complained, seunghan laughing softly. y/n, sohee, and seunghan had just finished watching ‘lovely runner’ together, y/n venting his thoughts to them.

“does sungchan hear you talk about this?” sohee asked, putting a gummy worm in his mouth. “sungchan thinks byeon wooseok’s hot too. it’s a communal appreciation.” seunghan laughed again, stealing one of sohee’s gummy worms, the two squabbling.

“hey y/n.” a voice shouted, eunseok coming into the living room. “i have a date with this guy, can you tell me if this outfit’s good?” y/n leaned over the back of the couch, glass held lazily in his hand.

“yeah come in here.” eunseok came into view, a white crop top on his torso with a pair of baggy jeans. a bag rested on his shoulder, hair styled with more fluff in the bangs. “if you’re going for attractive gay man, i think you got it!”

eunseok smiled, holding his hand out for y/n to pass him the cup. y/n sighed, passing his glass over for eunseok so he could take a sip. “sigh, i need to leave soon but my boyfriend hasn’t made an appearance.” shaking his head, eunseok passed the cup back to y/n. “that’s not right pookie.”

peaking his head out of the corner of the kitchen, wonbin sighed. “leave without saying hi.” y/n groaned, putting his head in his hands. “i came to see him! but then he was like ‘let me do something first then we can hang out’ and now i’m here.”

sohee laughed softly as anton walked up to y/n, hugging him gently. “he won’t care… we all know you’ll be back here by like… 7pm.” sighing, y/n pat anton’s back before standing up. “i guess.”

walking to the shoe area, y/n started to put on his tennis shoes, shouting out to sungchan. “babe! i’m going home!” there was a loud clambering of footsteps as sungchan ran to see him, placing a soft kiss on his lips. “i’ll see you soon baby.”

“tsk…” y/n teased, patting sungchan’s shoulders. “give me another kiss you silly… i came over to see you but i ended up hanging out with little kid sohee and the gay one.”

sungchan chuckled, pressing another soft kiss to y/n’s lips. “i’m sorry loveeeeeee… i got busy and knew you wouldn’t mind. you love hanging out with little kid sohee and the gay one.” y/n nodded happily, a bright smile on his face as he kissed sungchan again instead of replying.

their lips locked together gently, like their connection was the only thing that mattered to them. it was easy for them, natural as they had done this thousands of times, and yet it was never enough.

“alright, alright, don’t do that please!” shotaro begged, sungchan breaking their kiss to stare at him. y/n laughed, pecking sungchan’s lips once before waving to the rest of his friends. “bye! see you later!” he spoke, exiting out the door quickly, sungchan’s smile falling as he turned to now faced his group.

“now about stealing my boyfriend…”

bookie sohee

my fav son ynynynynyynynynynynynyynynynynynynynynynyn i have smth to show u

ynie mmh hiiiiiii soheeeee

my fav son okay okay do u wanna see what i have to show u?

ynie yes

my fav son

ynie WOWZA HOLY FUCK

my fav son you’re welcome 😜😝😝😝😜

ynie sohee you are my favorite person on this earth rn

my fav son omg thank you!!! over sungchan?!?!?!!?!

ynie yes since at the moment chan is buying groceries and he left me in bed

my fav son bro… he’s canceled

ynie THAT’S WHAT I SAID bro i think he hates me😢

my fav son tsk… what a bad boyfie

ynie he’s lucky i love him… i guess i’ll just kiss him when he gets home

my fav son ew…

ynie what ☹️

my fav son it’s like seeing my dads kiss… i dont wanna see that!!

ynie well that’s too bad bc he is your other father… i guess you’re going to have to deal with that

my fav son tsk…

ynie im gonna show the rest of riize one of these… he’s so :((((

my fav son sigh… i guess

ynie yipee!!! BYEBYE MY SON ILYYY

my fav son eek ilyt!!

y/n>sungchan

best boyfie HIIII EVERYONEEE

brother in home eek hi y/n

channie HI BABE hru :3

best boyfie im gooddddd where’s sohee and anton☹️ AND SEUNGHAN AND WONBIN i need my sons here…

taro im not them but hiiii

best boyfie hi taro!!! ugh they need to come faster bc i got something to show yallllllll

wonbinie! hiiii hyung :)

seunghanie! IM HERE

youngest son i just woke up… im hereeee

best boyfie tsk… sohee’s taking too long ANYWAYS LOOK AT THISSSSSSS :3<333

i’d like to thank sohee for sending me this picture of my handsome boyfriend

bookie sohee uh what

best boyfie you will be in our wedding

bookie sohee yay!!

youngest son um what about me

best boyfie you’re the flower boy

channie erm i was never aware of a wedding… where’s my engagement ring?!

wonbinie! oh!?

brother in homo the gays are fighting…

best boyfie um baby did i not give u that ring erm

channie what ring???

best boyfie oh.

seunghanie! hyung, do you want to have a sleepover tonight? we’re free

best boyfie ooo, am i invited??

taro omg yes yes yes

channie i GUESS you can come🙄 if i get a kiss you can definitely come :333

best boyfie tsk… i guess

brother in homo who let the gays in here…

taro if we didnt like gays here ur ass would have been kicked out LONGGGG AGOOOOOO

brother in homo woah taro… i thought we had something special

taro well u thought wrong!!

seunghanie! ouchhhhh

wonbinie! would lose it if i heard that ngl…

bookie sohee hyung get ur ass over here i wanna get ur opinion on my new outfit!!

best boyfie im coming :(((( sungchan come pic me up.

channie ??? why.

youngest son wrong. try again.

channie wdym

youngest son that is your BF try again!!

channie sigh… yes ofc love ill be right over!!! are you happy now tony…

youngest son sigh i guess i am

best boyfie its okay channie😭😭 im already on my way love!! sit ur pretty ass down<333

seunghanie! i think im gonna vomit🤢

brother in homo bro lives up to his user🫡

channie YAYYYY okay ill see u soon

bookie sohee you’ll see US soon…

best boyfie BYE GUYSSSS

sungchan’s hands were warm.

y/n smiled softly as he and sungchan held hands, the giddy, teenage-like feelings arising in his stomach. “i love you so much… it’s almost sickening.” he whispered into sungchan’s ear, the words vibrating off his lips.

sungchan smiled softly, pecking y/n’s cheek. “i’m lucky to have a boyfriend who i love so much.” a loud knock sounded on sungchan’s bedroom door, seunghan’s voice resonating through the walls. “get your pjs on or we’re starting tiana without you!”

y/n groaned, turning to yell towards seunghan. “we’ll be right out!” he exclaimed, sungchan chuckling softly as he grabbed the couple’s pajamas, a matching sanrio set sungchan had bought for fun a few months into their relationship.

taking off his shirt, y/n quickly grabbed the pajamas and pulled the top over his torso, following the same process with his pants. he skipped out of the room, sungchan following behind him.

“y/n hyung! i saved you a spot!” y/n smiled at sohee’s wrong, running to sit next to the younger. the movies opening credits began to play, a soft smile on his face as sohee curled into his chest.

“why didn’t you wait for me…” sungchan pouted, taking his seat next to y/n. “the movie was starting and sohee asked me to sit with him… how am i supposed to refuse that adorable face.”

sungchan tsked, looking at the movie as he wrapped his arm around y/n. sohee smiled softly, seunghan whining. “why do you get to sit next to y/n hyung? you have to share him with the rest of us…”

y/n chuckled, patting the other side of his lap, seunghan’s face lighting up as he scooted over to snuggle into y/n’s body. sungchan scoffed, y/n placing a soft kiss on his lips to soothe him. “don’t complain baby… you can still cuddle me.”

“glady.” sungchan mumbled, wrapping his arm tighter around y/n’s waist, touching sohee’s waist on accident. “get your hands off of me sungchan hyung…” sohee muttered, glaring at the older male.

sungchan clicked his tongue, pinching sohee’s waist before gripping at y/n’s hip. “i love you so so much.” he whispered. y/n smiled, his heart filling up with a sense of comfort as he pressed a kiss to sungchan’s cheek. “you silly goose… i love you baby.”

soft giggles escaped from sungchan’s mouth, y/n pressing kisses to his face, the one on his lips lingering for a second longer.

“would it kill you to not kiss on our couch!” eunseok yelled, throwing a pillow in y/n’s face. looking back at him, y/n’s jaw clenched. “just because you’re alone, sad, and bitchless song eunseok doesn’t mean you have to be an ass!”

he jumped up, grabbing the pillow tossed at him to start attacking eunseok. “pillow fight!” wonbin yelled, now joining in, seunghan and sohee stumbling to make their stances.

sungchan smiled, looking at his boyfriend surrounded by his bandmates, loud screams of joy sounding through the dorm as people got hit by pillows.

“baby come help me kick their asses!” y/n cheered, looking back at sungchan pleadingly.

standing up to join y/n, sungchan started to hit shotaro with his pillow, smiling happily.

you really do fit right in…

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yourimagines · 7 months

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Carlos Sainz x reader

Carlos telling the reader he has to leave Ferrari by 2025

Super sad/angst stuff with a tiny bit off fluff?

I feel for him 😢

It’s a short one, I’m sorry

Replacement…

* English is not my first language I apologise

* Triggers: Sad, Angst, Swearing and a little bit of fluff

Y/N POV

I was in shock as I was reading the rumours about Lewis going to Ferrari. “This can’t be true.” I said to myself as I was reading some comments. ‘What?! Lewis going to Ferrari?’ ‘What about Carlos?’ ‘Fuck…I need new merch.’ A few comments were about Carlos, he would be the one who would be replaced by Lewis if this real. I totally lost track as I read every comment on every post about this rumour, trying to understand why and how this could happen.

A few hours later a real statement from Ferrari came out, Lewis was really going to Ferrari for 2025 season. I got a few texts from a friends, saying they were feeling sorry for me as Charles just renewed his contract a few weeks ago. ‘This is so unfair, Carlos is way more consistently than Charles…’

As I was waiting for Carlos to come back home from his small trip with his family, my phone went off. It was Carlos. I took a deep breath and picked it up.

“Hi baby.” I said not as happy as normal.

“Hey amor, I think you know?” He sounded a bit hurt but tried to cover it up.

“Yes I just heard it…I’m sorry.”

“Yeah…it’s going to be okay, I’m already talking with some other teams.” He was trying to calm me down.

“I know, are you okay?”

“I’m okay, I’ll be home in a hour.”

“Okay, I’ll see you later then.”

“Okay, see you soon Mi amor.”

With that he hangs up. ‘He works so hard for this…’ I stood up and walked over to our beautiful kitchen to make him some food. ‘He will be hungry, I know he probably didn’t eat anything today.’

The front door opens and he walks in, carrying his bags. “Hi baby.” I greeted him as he places his bags at the staircase. “Hey.” He silently says. I walked over to him and gave him a hug. “It’s okay darling.” He wraps his arms around me and hides his face in my neck. “I know…” his voice sounded broken and sad as he continued to hold me close to him. “I’m here for you, it’s okay to cry my love.” With that a small sob escaped from him and he squeezes me. I started to tear up as well as he silently cries into my shoulder. My hands run over his back, trying to comfort him.

“You want some food?” I asks him as he wipes away his tears. “yeah.” I grabbed his hand and walked him over to the kitchen. “I made your favourite….I hope this cheers you a little bit up.” I took out two plates and filled them up. “Thank you, mi luz.” He placed a kiss on my cheek and grabbed two glasses for us. “No problem, I’ve always got you.”

He was sitting alone in our garden, just staring at the sky. “Are you okay my love?” I joined him and rubbed carefully his back. “No, I don’t understand why, I thought I was doing something good for the team.” He says in disbelief. I nodded and pressed a soft kiss on his cheek. “I don’t understand it either, I think they made a mistake with this but you are not letting this defeat you. You are going to show them how good you really are. Fuck them.” He looks over at me and smiles. “I thought we didn’t swear anymore.” I playfully hit his arm. “Okay I’m sorry, but I will show them that this is a mistake.” I nodded and proudly smiled at him. “That’s the spirit, don’t let this bring you down, I know you have so much more to offer.” I softly ran my hands over his arms. “Te amo, mi amor” he says as he softly cups my face. “Yo también te amo.” I said back and he kisses me tenderly, holding me tight. “Everything is going to be okay.”

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critical-twenty · 2 years

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I'm kinda new to the cr fandom so i only know c1 stuff... could you write something with the prompt "is it okay to hug you?" from the part 2 list! Maybe something with the party having a s/o who struggles with touch and being vulnerable who has been having a very stressful day? Cries easily when they are frustrated or upset? 😢 If thats too much maybe just something with Vax or Percy cause i love them the most. 💖

sorry this is so late! it’s been sitting in my notes for ages, i’ve just been too busy to post it!

S/O who struggles with touch has a stressful day!

Vax

Vax never really has an issue with the lack of touch in your relationship

Sure, he likes to hold your hand, but it’s not the end of the world if you don’t want to

He’s able to fluster you with just his words anyway

But when you come home one day with tears in your eyes and tension in your back, Vax is unsure of what to do

His first instinct is to reach out to you. It’s what he does for Vex and the others, so why wouldn’t he?

He stops himself when he remembers how much you dislike being touched without express permission

Even when you start crying, Vax doesn’t want to make things worse, so he just stares at you as he tries to ask what’s wrong

You look up at him through tearful eyes and ask ‘Can I hug you?’

Vax is immediately scooping you into his arms, letting his warmth invade your senses and comfort you

He tentatively begins to rub a hand up and down your back, continuing when you don’t tell him to stop

He’s relieved, in all honesty. He’s relieved he can help you and he’s honored that you let him hug you in such a moment of need

When you finally calm down enough to talk, he draws away to give you some space

His fingers stay connected with yours though, as you won’t let him go

He smiles at this, before pressing a kiss to your head

‘I’m sorry you had such a hard day, sweetheart. I’ll be here as long as you need me to be’

And he is 🖤

Grog

It took Grog a while to understand your reluctance in touch

It wasn’t that he thought it was weird, he just couldn’t read the signals as to how uncomfortable you were with his physical affection and you didn’t want to say anything

Finally, though, you told him about how you weren’t the biggest fan of touching

He nods, but it doesn’t fully register

Still he tries his best to remember, but he forget sometimes

He apologizes when he forgets and you can’t really get mad at him when he’s so genuine

When you come back home from a really rough day, Grog can instantly tell that something is up

He’s not the smartest, but when it comes to your happiness, he’s learned to become more attentive

He also knows that you don’t always want to be touched when you’re like this

(Pike had reminded him enough that it stuck with him)

So he watches you until he really can’t stand the sight of it anymore

‘Can I hug you?’

You look up at him with tears ready to fall and nod

Grog gives the best comforting hugs. He’s gentle but firm and he won’t let go until you ask him to

He’s not perfect, but he’s trying

Percy

Percival Fredrickstein von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III was never a man who thrived in touch

He rarely initiated physical contact with you and whenever he did, he asked for your permission first

It was like he already knew about your dislike for touch without you even telling him

(He definitely did. He’s observant enough to see your subtle emotions and tells)

You were perfectly content with a dynamic mostly built on quality time and acts of service, rather than physical affection

This wasn’t always the case though

You had had a particularly hard day at work. There was so much to do and you felt like not enough time to do it all

So, when you walked into Percy’s Tinker Room, he instantly noticed your tense demeanor

He is the king of stress himself, he knows the signs

However he doesn’t know what to do. He knows that he likes to be alone when stressed, but by seeking him out you seem to want to be around him

He contemplates in his head for a moment as you tell him about your day, waiting for you to finish before he stands up and comes over to you

‘May I hug you, darling?’

You immediately look at him, before barreling into his arms

He’s quick to wrap them around you, pressing a light kiss to the crown of your head as he tries to ground you

He’ll hold you as long as you want. He’ll even offer cuddles

Needless to say, he’s done working for the day. You need him and that’s 10x more important than anything else

Scanlan

It took Scanlan awhile to adapt to your feelings on touch

He’s a naturally extroverted person and he’s usually the first to initiate physical contact with anyone, so it’s an adjustment for him

However, once he finds out that it’s even more fun to fluster you with his shitty pick-up lines and love songs, the physical touch thing becomes easier

He slips up every once in a while, but he tries to make it up to you (he is a secret romantic underneath that… sexual persona)

You go find him, sitting with his lute, after an awful day

You were tired, and stressed, and part of you just wanted to go to sleep and wake up when this project you were working on was over

Scanlan knew the minute you walked over to him that something was up

Not wanting to be obvious in his effort to comfort you, and not wanting to touch you when you were clearly already tense, he decided to do what he does best: talk

He began to make small talk, talking about his songs and his day and whatever was going on with his friends

He thought it was working, until you said his name and looked up at him with tired eyes

‘Can I have a hug?’

He was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting it, but he got over it quickly

He lightly wrapped himself around you, holding you close and just letting it be

It was rare that Scanlan was so silent but, for once, the only sound was breathing

It was a small moment, but it was more than enough for you

Keyleth

Keyleth was awkward at first

Not because she had a hard time without physical affection, but more because she didn’t know what to do in general

Romance was still foreign to her

Still, she read your body language with perfection

You didn’t even need to tell her that you didn’t like physical touch… she just knew

You were thankful for that

It had been a stressful day and you were really just looking forward to hanging out with Keyleth

Sitting in the forest and listening to her talk to the plants always calmed you down

But even as you sat there, the stress didn’t go away

Keyleth noticed immediately, of course

She’s not great at words but she is more than adept at movement

‘…Is it okay if I hug you?’

You looked up with wide eyes and Keyleth immediately backtracks

‘We don’t have to, of course! You just seemed a bit tense and I thought maybe a hug might help be we don’t have to do that if you don’t-‘

She’s cut off by your arms gently wrapping around her waist

She freezes for a moment, before embracing you

It’s warm and comforting and Keyleth suddenly understands why people like doing this so much

She’ll hold you as long as you need. After all, she’s enjoying herself just as much as you are

Vex

Vex’ahlia is the queen of subtle touches

She loved resting a hand on the shoulders of her friends, or bumping into them playfully as they walked

It took a bit of self-control to not do those things with you

It wasn’t hard, per say. It just required a bit more focus and awareness of her movements

But, Vex would do anything for you, so she learned (quickly, as expected)

It was after a fight, while everyone was setting up camp, that Vex noticed the look on your face

It was the same look she saw when you were stuck on a particular puzzle, or when everything seemed to be piling on your shoulders

‘My dear, are you alright?’

You shrug half heartedly

‘Would you like to accompany Trinket and I on a walk? I think it will be quite relaxing and the moon is especially gorgeous tonight.’

Vex waits for your reply when finally you look up

‘Vex, will you hold me?’

Vex doesn’t even falter

Sure, she’s surprised, but the urge to comfort you overrides everything else

She hold you as close as she can without it being uncomfortable, rubbing circles on your back and whispering sweet encouragements into your ear

When you part, she tells you to take your time joining the rest of the party, before turning around and giving hushed threats to anyone who dares make a comment

You hear them, but it’s endearing. It shows that she care.

Pike

Pike is a very affectionate person

Not in the same flirty way as Vax or Scanlan, nor in the subtle way as Vex

Pike was just a very loving woman. Physical affection (including hugs) were just commonplace to her

Which is why she was a little stunned when you told her that you weren’t too fond of physical touch

It was hard for her, at first, because she had to find new ways to express all the love that she had for you, but your comfort came before everything

She always asked before initiating anything and you were always so thankful for that

One day, you came back to find Pike kneeling in the garden, mumbling under her breath

You assumed she was praying (for what, you weren’t sure) but you really needed her

Today had been hell and Pike had always known how to make you feel better

Sitting behind her, you gently rested your head on her shoulder

She tensed, knowing it was you, but confused by the display of touch

Still, she didn’t saying anything

‘Pike…’

She knew with that one call of her name what you needed

‘Do you want me to hug you?’

A small nod was all it took for Pike to spin around and gather you in her arms

Her hugs were like sunshine embodied

You felt all your stress and tension slip away as she held you close

Maybe she was a God herself, with the way she made you feel so safe in her embrace

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sourcherryandsprinkles · 1 year

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prompt list 2023 1 w stiles!!!

‘’I don’t care we broke up, I still love you.’’

I miss Stiles so much 😢 I’m so sad he won’t be in the Teen Wolf movie. I probably won’t be watching it - unfortunately - because I don’t have Paramount+ and won’t be paying for a streaming platform I can only watch on a small screen with shitty earphones

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It’s been two years since your and Stiles’ breakup, but he still looked at you the same way every morning since you were eight years old. You were too busy faking laughs at Mr. Popular’s bad jokes to notice though. He was nowhere near as funny as Stiles, but you were scared he would dump you if you didn’t laugh. A woman had two things to stroke to keep a man in her life, their dick and their even bigger ego. That included laughing at their terrible jokes.

Very soon, you won’t have to fake a laugh at Mr. Popular’s bad jokes — or to stroke anything of his. Very soon, you’ll be graduating and leaving Beacon Hills for the opposing coast.

At the beginning of graduation week, the yearbooks got distributed to the seniors. Everyone spent the day writing sweet messages to their friends and fellow classmates, knowing that soon they will part ways and — for some — never see each other again.

After the last bell, you were about to get to your car and go home when you spotted a familiar face at the end of the hallway. Stiles Stilinski.

Although you didn’t remain friends after breaking up, Stiles was part of your high school life. He was your first date and you were his first kiss. You even went to homecoming together in sophomore year…with his dad as the driver. Not getting his signature in your yearbook, the physical closing chapter of high school, would feel like erasing him from your past and you didn’t want that. You wanted to remember him.

‘’Can you sign my yearbook?’’

Stiles closed his locker, looking at you with a dumbfounded look, very surprised to see you standing there holding your yearbook and a pen. ‘’Yes!’’ he replied a little aggressively. He cleared his throat and rubbed his neck, realizing how he had sounded. ‘’I mean…of course.’’

A soft laugh left your lips. ‘’I didn't want to leave without your signature. It wouldn't have felt right,’’ you said as Stiles opened your yearbook to find a blank space to write his message. His expression was a mix of nostalgia and a hint of sadness as he wrote a few words. You could tell he was reminiscing about the past, just like you were.

You couldn't help but steal glances at him. Time had changed both of you, but the familiar features were still there — the way he furrowed his brow when concentrating, the constellation of light freckles on his face and his perfectly-crafted nose he loved to push in your neck when cuddling. It was bittersweet, knowing that you were about to go your separate ways.

Stiles finished writing and handed the yearbook back to you. ‘’Here.’’ You eagerly opened it to see what he had written, but he stopped you. ‘’No. Read it later.’’

You looked at Stiles curiously, his request piquing your interest. ‘’Okay. Eh, thanks for signing my yearbook.’’ You smiled and Stiles walked away, probably to join Scott.

Freshly showered, you sat on your bed and opened your yearbook to flick through and read the messages from your fellow graduates. You smiled through your friends’ paragraph-long messages, then fell on Stiles’s.

You’ll probably forget about me, but I’ll never forget about you. You're etched in me. We have shared so many firsts together, so many laughs too. I wish you nothing but the best in the future, following those big dreams we used to talk about.

love, Stiles

Yes, love, because I don’t care we broke up, I still love you. I always will.

You read his message again, making sure you read correctly, and called him.

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isaaaxqii · 1 year

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still with you ✧.* - gojo

summary : in which you find comfort and love in your boyfriend, gojo satoru, at a low point in your life.

** : fluff, a little angst :(

note : hi guys !! i obv haven’t written before but i wanna try since i have nothing to do😢 don’t expect this to gain a lot of attention LMAO i just wanna past time but if u like my post then yipee 💗

< 9.37pm >

“i’m home!”

hearing that familiar voice ringing through the hallway, you cannot help but wipe your tears away as fast as you could. you can’t let him see you crying like this. you can’t make him worried.

gojo opens the door to your shared bedroom, noticing you sitting on the floor, which was weird when there was a bed behind you. he could immediately sense that something was wrong with you today. there was red surrounding your eyes, cheeks and nose, and tears stained on his hoodie that you were wearing.

however, you did your best to put on a smile, followed by a “welcome back home” in a shaky voice.

he puts down his bag, and sits down on the floor beside you, then pulling you in by the waist. you rested your head on his shoulder, starting to feel like it was harder to stop yourself from letting your tears flow again. nevertheless, you did your best as you didn’t want to worry him.

despite your efforts, satoru gojo was always one step ahead and could read you like a book.

“y/n. i’m not forcing you to, but please tell me what’s on your mind. because i love you. share some of your worries with me.” he says as he looks down on your figure with a concerned gaze.

you knew it was coming after he sat down on the floor with you, but you still couldn’t contain your tears. you gripped onto his shirt, crying softly with your head in his chest, creating stains on it. he held you close, with his hand rubbing comforting circles on your back while the other combs through your hair with his fingers. he places his chin on your head, whispering sweet nothings to calm you down.

“i just.. can’t deal with my problems on my own. people know me as an independent and cheerful person, but i can’t be cheerful everytime, right? i try my best to be what others think of me, but i can’t. i don’t find myself useful anymore.”

your words made you cry harder. gojo could sense his heart breaking upon seeing you like this. he wanted to protect you from all the curses and evil thoughts in this world, but even as the strongest, he couldn’t do so. thus, the most he could do was to comfort and love you.

“but i don’t think that way. you’re the strongest person in the world to me. and even the strongest has their bad days, but thats okay. because i’m here for you, and i love you.”

gojo guides you up onto the bed, then goes to change into more comfortable clothes. when he comes back, he finds you asleep, cuddling his pillow. he cannot help but giggle softly at the sight and took a few pictures to save in his folder dedicated to you. he climbs onto the bed and holds your body close to his, as if you would disappear if he’d let go. you snuggled into his chest for warmth, hugging him tight.

“i’ll always be here for you, my love. no matter what happens, my love for you will never change.”

wraps up my first writing !! not the best but as i said i wanted to pass time 😓😓 thank you for reading 🤍

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aleksa-sims · 3 months

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RL Story

Lucas & I had an..... exciting day with Philip and Annabelle. P. & I met in a park. It was all good, but as soon as we arrived at P’s place, it got stressful. My little one started to cry & scream. He was almost 2 months old and actually, he didn’t cry so much anymore, like the first weeks before. I kind of panicked. I thought he wasn’t well? Maybe I should take him to an emergency room? I was suddenly completely insecure again and just didn’t know what to do?

Annabelle was a much calmer and more balanced Baby than Lucas. She was 18 months now, almost 2 years old. While Philip tried to calm Lucas down, Annabelle was playing on the floor next to us in the living room. At first she didn’t pay much attention to Lucas, but when her Dad took him in his arms, Annabelle got a little.... moody too. I think she was jealous. I went to her, to get her to us on the couch.

Me: Sorry P.! I didn’t mean to yell at you. I panicked, yk?

Philip: Yea, I got it! But honestly, A., what’s going on? Why can’t you hold your son? I mean, you just stood there, he cried, you didn’t do anything. That’s why I picked him up. I didn’t mean to upset you, by thinking I could do better than you.

Me: Like I said, I just panicked a bit.

Philip: Why do you react when Annabelle cries, but not Lucas? She didn’t even cry, she's just fussy.

Me: I can and I want to hold my Baby! Give him to me, pls.

Philip:.... Uhm..... What the hell are you singing?? 😄

Me: Lucas likes it.

Philip: A birthday song?? Are you ok?

Me: I couldn’t think of anything better, but he likes it. And now give me my son!

Strangely enough, whenever I sing this Baby BD- song for Lucas, he has to poop. 🤔 Anyway, I think it was time for us to go home. Lucas got restless again. But Philip wanted to play with him & Annabelle. He put Lucas on a pillow on the floor, next to Annabelle.

That was really cute to watch tbh. While my little one was busy with Annabelle, I went to the kitchen to pack Lucas' baby stuff. I just wanted to go home. 😞

Philip noticed that I was acting strange and followed me into the kitchen. He asked me to be honest. Something didn’t seem right to him? He wanted to help me. Well, I told him I was always scared for Lucas, bcs he got withdrawal symptoms in the hospital and I can not cope with it. Sometimes when Lucas cries, I don’t dare to take him in my arms. I love my Baby, more than anything! I want to comfort him, and calm him down, but my fear of making it worse gets in the way. And although I have a family that helps and supports me, I feel lonely. No matter what I do, it's always wrong. I also told him that my Mom accused me, that I didn’t care about Lucas. But I do! I care and take care of him, but I’m never good enough for my Mother. I no longer felt comfortable with my parents at home. I am under constant observation and pressure. Everything I do is not right for them. I was slowly reaching my limits. I just waited for Nico and hoped, that everything would be better once he comes back home. But I asked Philip to keep all this to himself.

Philip: I won’t tell aN.. But... you should try to talk to him. Maybe you’ll feel better? He told me he's proud of you. You did all right.

Me: Really? But.... how does he know? He’s not here.

Philip: You were terribly afraid of the C-section, but you did great, he said. And even later you were so strong, you never complained, you just did what was necessary and gave your best.

Me: I didn’t do anything. I couldn’t even nurse my Baby. I only harmed him ..... But well, I’ll still try to do better. 😢

Philip: You’re doing great! A baby is exhausting. But don't worry, it's getting easier already, I promise.

Me: Ok. I believe you.

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mango-bango-bby · 2 years

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I have a request for once!!!

Would you mind doing a kind of fluffy sappy sweet Yandere!Dabi seeing you hold someone’s baby, and seeing just how perfect you are and how much he loves you. His heart feels so full that later on when he tw!pressures you into bed, he’s holding you so tight and saying “please get pregnant baby, please, let me get you pregnant”

I just really like this idea of Dabi suddenly just REALLY needing you to have a family with him because of how much he is obsessed with you. How much he loves you. You’re his angel.

♡ How Cute ♡

(A/N: So cuteeee 🥺🥺 I can just see him snapping a bit and wanting a a baby with you. I’ve actually never written for a breeding kink before so I hope this is alright and i’ll have to have more practice writing for breeding kinks!!! I think tumblr deleted some of my requests because they’re not playing loading or showing up 😢)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, DUB-CON, NSFW, breeding kink, slight dumbification, infantilization, slight baby-trapping

Summary: Dabi wants a family with you after seeing you so happy holding your friends baby (Yan!Dabi x Fem!reader)

Masterlist ➸ ♡

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You had always wanted a family. Your boyfriend, not so much. You knew Dabi never exactly wanted a family. And although you didn’t know much about his life growing up, you can only assume how dysfunctional and awful his childhood was from the little you do know. So you could understand why he didn’t want a family.

Dabi flits to his phone which dings loudly in the empty apartment. He really hated when you left. He was overprotective to an unhealthy degree, often convincing you to stay home. Not today though, you decided to go out with your friend. He opens up his phone staring at the speech bubble and the picture attached to it.

look at how cute her baby is T-T he’s been sitting with me for the past five minutes, love you <3

It read, with a picture attached. The picture was a selfie you seemed to have taken while sitting at an outside table at the cafe you were at you. You seemed to be laughing in the photo with the sun shining on your face, in your lap was a chubby baby who seemed to be chewing on one of your fingers.

The picture causes Dabi to stop and pause for a moment. It just looked so... right. He never wanted a family. But you made him rethink. He was a villain who had little to no money. You were such an incredible perfect person, you deserve to have the family you always wanted. Dabi also had a creeping fear you would leave him and if you had a family with him, you’d never leave him.

The ore he thinks about starting a family with you, the more he wants it. He wants to see you pregnant. He wants to see you hum to your baby. He wants to see you fall asleep with a baby on your chest. He wants to have a baby with you. He types out a message to respond before shutting off his phone.

i guess. you look so fucking pretty, see you later. love you too

♡ ♡ ♡

You throw your bag down, taking off your shoes. You turn to announce that your home only to be pounced on. You giggle a bit as Dabi leans you up against the wall, leaving hot kisses across your neck. “You really missed me today” you tease, trying not to let out any noises at the sudden attention. He only grunts in response not wanting to respond to your teasing words.

You arch your back against him, bring your hands up to your hair. “Dabi-” you cry out, it’s almost dizzying how hard he continues to bite down and suck on your skin. You were never one to deny your boyfriend, especially when he got particularly worked up like this.

You don’t fight back when he drags you over to the bedroom, throwing you onto the bed. You pant as you lift your shirt over your head, Dabi quickly reaching up behind you to unhook your bra. There were a lot of things about sex with Dabi that you didn’t allow him to do. Such as rip your clothes which he seems to love to do, or wearing condoms which he didn’t exactly like but did for you.

You reach over to the nightstand, going to open to pull out the condoms only for Dabi to stop you. “Not today” He mumbled, continuing to leave marks on your neck and hooking his fingers onto your shorts to pull them down.

“What do you mean?” You ask, although you can’t even focus straight, not when he begins rubbing your clit. “Don’t worry about it, sweets” He says calmly, he knew you didn’t want to get pregnant right now. But he also knew he would be there to support you if you got pregnant by ‘accident’.

Dabi tries not to let out a groan or moan as he enters you. Fuck, he’s never really been inside of you raw before. He had seriously been missing out. The way you’re squeezing around him and he can feel everything, fuck, he really had been missing out.

“You look so pretty, sweetheart. You’re going to look so beautiful pregnant” he mumbles, not to you in particular. He doesn’t miss they way you lean away from him and into the pillows beneath you as you look at him nervously.

You clearly had no idea what he was talking about. But he also doesn’t miss they way you tighten around him at his words. You don’t have too long to think about it though. He sets a pace that’s slow, as if he’s taking his time to show you how much he loves you.

“What is it, doll?” He asks with a smile at how your eyes roll back into your head. You don’t respond, only letting out a sweet moan. “I know, baby. Look at how beautiful you are” He almost coos. “You my sweet girl?” He asks. You were just so fucking perfect. He knows he doesn’t deserve you. He needs to show you he can give you the life you want, he needs you to know how much he loves you.

“Don’t worry about it, sweetheart. I can do this all night, need to make sure you get pregnant. I’m gonna give you the life you always wanted”

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nattinatalia · 2 years

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Jack Harlow x Reader Instagram AU

Liked by jackharlow, yourbestiename, urbanwyatt, claybornharlow, and 9,567,356 others

yourusername Mama is out tonight 😜🤭 😈 Celebrating Grammy weekend 📸 by my hubby jackharlow

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jackharlow My mama 😮‍💨🥵

yourusername Always bubs 🤞🏼😘🫶🏻

urbanwyatt My job 🤦🏼‍♂️ 📸

jackharlow Well you’re not around. I did good though right?

yourusername LMAAOOO you did babe, if not I wouldn’t have posted them.

yourbestiename Damn hottie 🔥 🔥 pick me up!!!

druski2funnny No, what your ass needs to do is be with your husband.

yourbestiename STFU, you wanted drama, you got it.

neelamthadhani 😍😍😍😍 babes you’re hot

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jackharlow Ready for whatever tonight brings, wether it’s another baby, some backseat loving, BRING IT!!!! 📸 by my sexy wife yourusername

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yourusername JACKMAN!!!!!! No babies anytime soon. Backseat loving? Always 🤭

jackharlow Oh I’ll take that 🤪😜

druski2funnny FREAKS

druski2funnny But can I watch?

jackharlow NOOO

druski2funnny See now you’re just being mean, what happened to us being life partners?

yourusername When I get tired of him, I’ll send him your way.

druski2funnny Got it, you’re the best

jackharlow Do I have a say in this.

yourusername NO

druski2funnny NOPE

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yourusername He doesn’t even know what I’m singing half of the time, but he’s my number one hype man 🥺🤞🏼

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yourbestiename Love to see it 💜

claybornharlow Acting like a damn fool all night long 🙄

yourusername That’s how I love him🫶🏻😜

jackharlow For life baby 😍😘💜

yourusername And beyond that 🫶🏻🥺

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jackharlow Matching with my girls 💚

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yourusername 😘😘😘 We love you

neelamthadhani Aww

urbanwyatt Don’t say aww, Mia was crying because you kept trying to carry her 💀

druski2funnny Mia knows 😉 lmaooo

neelamthadhani Knows what?

druski2funnny That you’re annoying lmao

yourusername Now hold up, don’t be using my baby as an excuse 🤦🏻‍♀️😩😭😭😭😭

urbanwyatt Was she not crying when Nee tried carrying her?

yourusername Yes

urbanwyatt Ok so there you have it

neelamthadhani To be fair, she only likes going with her parents.

claybornharlow Not true, she loves when I carry her

neelamthadhani Whatever she still loves me

druski2funnny Does she though? This is the fifth time I hear she cries when you try to hold her

neelamthadhani DRU MIND YOUR BUSINESS

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yourusername Last night we celebrated my husband, I’m just so proud of the man he is. 2022 was definitely his year and this year will be 100xs better. Tonight you’ll win a Grammy- yes I said you WILL!!!!! There’s no one else who deserves it more, I’m putting it out into the universe and I know your fans are as well. He’s been stressed, so I booked us a couples massage and I was going to let him just relax for the day but he said he rather be with the kids until it’s time to get ready!!!!! AHHHHHH MY BABY IS A GRAMMY NOMINEE AND HES GONNA TAKE THEM ALL HOME 🙏🏻 also ummm why do y’all have him sitting next to that girl? 🙄 ANYWHOOO, goodluck bubs, I’m so proud of you and I’ll always be. I love you 💕

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jackharlow 🥹🥹 Baby…….

jackharlow Don’t get me started now 😢 I fucking love you. Thank you for always having my back. For reassuring me whenever I don’t make it home in time due to work. Thank you for the best kids ever. Thank you for loving me, but most of all, thank you for riding this out with me and never second guessing our relationship. I love you mamas 😘

urbanwyatt ❤️

druski2funnny I guess he’s alright

yourusername He’s more than alright 🤪

yourbestiename Fam 🤍 I love you guys. Goodluck Jack 🙏🏻

neelamthadhani ❣️❣️❣️❣️couldn’t have said it any better!!!!! Tonight’s gonna be a good day!!!!!!

claybornharlow Idk who’s more nervous, your or him???? But good luck brother, I know you’ll win them all ❤️‍🔥

jackharlow Thank you. She’s more nervous though, I have to stop her from shaking her legs and playing with her ring

yourusername 😭😭😭😭😭 I’m just so excited and happy for you babe

druski2funnny What happens if he doesn’t win?

yourusername HE GETS TO PUT A BABY INSIDE ME!!!!!

urbanwyatt A couple of posts ago you said no babies, now you’re saying yes to him???

jackharlow 🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪

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nanawritesit · 2 years

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Bodyguard!Baekhyun x Pregnant!Reader: Angst to Fluff

Anonymous said: “Hi! Could you write cold/bodyguard Baekhyun and pregnant reader? Baekhyun doesn't want the baby but reader resists. No angst end pleaseee. 😢”

TW: fem!reader, domestic angst, mentions of contraception, pregnancy, sex, and violence. brief mentions of suicide

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Your heart was beating out of your chest. Your palms were sweating profusely. You were shaking like a leaf.

You tried your best to ignore your growing anxiety, mindlessly going through the motions to prepare dinner for you and your husband. Of course he didn’t expect you to, but you wanted to surprise him. Especially because you were planning on presenting some big news to him. You might be pregnant.

To be honest, you weren’t sure how Baekhyun was going to act. He was religious about using condoms and always asked if you were taking your pills, so part of you was worried he absolutely did not want a baby. On the other hand, when you first got married he would sometimes fantasize about moving somewhere far away with you and starting a family. You didn’t know what to expect tonight, so you were obviously very nervous.

“Baby I’m home-“ a voice boomed from the entrance of your home. You croaked out a simple “kitchen” in response. You heard him set down his bag and begin to take off his boots, and after a while he appeared in your doorway. He was dressed in all black, like usual. God, he looked so rugged and strong. It’s no wonder you were knocked up. “Hey beautiful. How was your day?” he asked, coming up behind you to kiss your cheek.

“Oh…. the usual…” you lied, setting down your spatula. “Dinner’s almost ready.”

He was resting his head on your shoulder, lips pressing against your neck in the form of a few short kisses. “You didn’t have to cook, baby.” he chuckled.

“I know, I just thought it sounded… nice tonight.” you lied once again, nervously pushing yourself out of his grasp and huffing over to the other counter to cut up some vegetables. “You should go wash up, I’m almost done.”

“Yes ma’am.” he laughed, confused but going along.

You heaved a sigh of relief as he left the kitchen, busying yourself with setting the table. Soon he was back from the washroom and fixing up a plate. You both took your seats at the table and began eating dinner. You were too anxious to eat normally, picking at your food and taking small bites. He was the opposite, ravenously devouring the meat and vegetables with rice.

“You’re hungry today.” you commented, trying to make conversation to calm your nerves.

“Yeah, I am.” he chuckled, taking a sip of water. “Work was so rough today. Some crazy fan jumped at my client and I had to hold him off.”

“That sounds scary, are you okay?” you asked, concerned.

“Oh yeah, he wasn’t armed or anything. I guess I should’ve mentioned that.” he laughed at himself, and you joined him in spite of your anxiety.

“Yeah, just give your poor wife a heart attack why don’cha.” you giggled, pushing your plate away from you.

He looked up at you. “You done eating already?”

“Yeah, I’m not feeling too good tonight…” you told him. It wasn’t a huge lie, you did have a decent stomachache. That’s what led you to buy a pregnancy test in the first place.

You continued listening to him talk about his day at work, laughing at the funny parts and gasping at his stories of crazy people. Being married to a bodyguard was always interesting to say the least. Of course, it worried you how dangerous his line of work was, but you knew how much he loved it, and it at least gave you some interesting conversations. Before you knew it, he was done eating.

“That was delicious baby, thank you for cooking dinner.” he complimented you, reaching across the table to pat your hand. “Hey, do you wanna go get some ice cream for dessert? I’ll pay.”

“No I’m okay honey, like I said I don’t feel very good.” you told him.

“Man, you must be sick if you’re turning down ice cream.” he chuckled, giving your hand a light squeeze.

“Yeah, that’s actually what I wanted to talk to you about…” you began, sitting up in your chair.

“What, are you sick or something?” he asked, slightly concerned.

“Not exactly…” you explained, feeling your stomach tie into a knot. “I don’t know how to lead into this, so I guess I’ll just come out and say it. Baekhyun, I’m pregnant.”

He completely froze up. He didn’t move a single muscle for what felt like ages, then he just clicked his lips and brought a hand up to rub his brow bone. “I’m sorry, what?”

“I think you heard me Baek.” you laughed nervously.

“Are you absolutely sure?” he asked, looking into your eyes intensely. He wasn’t showing any emotion at all, which made it very hard to gauge his reaction.

“Babe I peed on like four sticks and they all said the same thing.” you blurted put, starting to feel defensive.

“I don’t understand. We use condoms every time we have sex.” he began, getting up and rushing to the bathroom to grab the box.

You sighed and rolled your eyes, then got up to follow after him. “Honey you know those only work like 98% of the time right?”

You found him in the bathroom, sifting through the trash with the box of condoms next to him. “There must have been a hole in it or something. I swear to God when I find that thing I’m gonna sue the company.”

“Baekhyun what is the big deal!” you asked, tugging on his shoulder. “Why can’t you just accept it?”

“Because I don’t want a baby right now Y/N!” he snapped, whipping around to look at you. There was an awkward moment of silence between the two of you, the tension in the room just having reached its climax.

“You don’t?” you asked meekly, swallowing the lump in your throat.

“Y/N, we’ve talked about this…” he sighed, getting up to stand in front of you. “I have no business being a father when I work in such a dangerous environment.”

“Okay, so do I not have any say in whether or not I want to be a mother?” you asked, starting to get angry.

“That’s not what I said.” he stated flatly. “Do you know what it’s like to go to work every day and know that you might get hurt, or even killed? Now imagine having that knowledge with a family involved. If anything happens to me, this kid doesn’t have a dad anymore. Do you want that for them?”

You started to feel tears prick at your eyes. You bit your lip and looked at the ground, choking down the sobs that threatened to erupt from your throat. “Do you not consider me your family?” you asked finally.

His mouth dropped open a tiny bit at the accusation, baffled that he had implied such a thing. “Yes, I do. I don’t know why I said it that way, but that’s not what I meant.”

“Because maybe you shouldn’t have married me if you’re so worried about dying everyday!” you shrieked, finally snapping. The tears were streaming down your face like a waterfall and you could hardly breathe. You wanted to scream.

“Honey, I-“ he reached a hand out towards you, but you pushed his arm away and shoved your way past him and out of the bathroom.

Baekhyun immediately turnt around and tried to follow you into your bedroom, but you were too quick to slam the door behind you and lock it.

“Babe!” he pleaded, fiddling with the door knob and knocking urgently. When you have no response, he sighed and rested his head on the door. “Okay… I can see we’re not getting anywhere like this. I’ll give you some time to yourself. I’m gonna go take a walk. I love you.”

——————

Baekhyun didn’t know how to feel as he walked through the park. He never liked seeing you upset, and he tried his best to never be the reason. But he just couldn’t accept the idea of having children.

It wasn’t that he didn’t like kids… he got along with them just fine. And he’d be lying if he said he didn’t fantasize from time to time about starting a family with you. However, he thought that was as far as it should go. Fantasies, not reality.

He exhaled into the cold air, hands shoved in the pockets of his leather jacket, before plopping down on a park bench to collect his thoughts. As he was disassociating, he noticed a man and a woman playing with what looked like their young daughter. She had to be around five years old. They all looked so happy.

He knew he eventually wanted kids. Just not now. Work was too stressful.

But when was it not going to be? Was there ever really going to be a good time to have a baby?

Baekhyun began to look closer at the man. He wondered if he had any worries about his capabilities as a father. Did he ever regret settling down?

He took one last look at his face, and noticed the bright smile upon it. As the man stared at the woman and child next to him, he looked as if he had everything he ever wanted right in front of him. It was honestly pretty easy to envision himself as the man, and you as the woman. He really liked thinking about what your child would look like. What features of his they would have, and which of yours… raising them, protecting them, and keeping them safe…

That was something he was confident he could do. He kept people safe all day at work. He also enjoyed feeling like he protected you and your home. Would it really be so difficult to add a little one to his list? People tried so hard to have kids everyday, and you were both just given one with hardly any effort.

He knew you would be a terrific mother. He saw the way you looked at other parents with their children… the loving sparkle in your eyes when you played with kids. You wanted it more than anything, but with him always shying away from the idea, you never talked about it.

It was then that he realized, he could give you that. In fact, he already had. You were probably so excited to tell him, and with the way he reacted…. oh god, he felt just horrible. He immediately sprung up and started jogging back to your apartment.

———————

“Baby?” he cried out as he burst through the front door of your home. He wanted to see you so bad that he didn’t even bother to take off his boots or jacket.

He instinctively started running for the bedroom, as it was the last place he saw you. But as soon as he got there, the door was open and you were nowhere to be seen. He glanced over to the bathroom to see the door shut, signaling that you were in there.

“Baby!” he called for you, reaching for the doorknob. The door was locked, and you weren’t answering. All he could hear was the water running, so he immediately assumed the worst.

“Y/N!” he exclaimed, pounding on the door rapidly. He was freaking out. He knew what he had to do. He took a few steps back, then leapt forward and broke the door open.

You jumped at the sudden intrusion from your place in the bathtub.

“Baekhyun what the hell!” you shrieked, ripping your earbuds out of your ears.

He breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of you. “You weren’t answering and I heard the water running, so I was worried…”

“Oh my gosh, no. I’m not going to drown myself just because you don’t want our baby.” you huffed. “I just wanted to take a bubble bath to clear my head.”

He kneeled down next to the tub and reached for your hand. You hesitated, but let him hold it.

“Y/N, I want to have this baby with you.” he told you.

“Do you actually?” you asked sharply, shooting daggers at him with your gaze. “Or are you just telling me that to make me happy? I’m only going to raise this kid with you if we both want it.”

“No, I’m not saying I’ll just be ‘okay’ with it. I genuinely want to be a father. ” he reassured you, reaching forward to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear.

You looked over him suspiciously. “What changed your mind?”

He placed his hand softly on your cheek. “When I was at the park, I saw a family playing together. They looked so happy together. I started to think of all the wonderful things I’d gain from being a father. All the memories we could make as a family, all the love we have to share with our child…”

You started to relax into his touch, leaning more towards him. “What kind of memories?”

“Teaching our kid how to walk and talk, taking them to school, taking them to the park…” he started listing, looking at you with an excited sparkle in his eyes. “I’d like to take them to Disney World. We can all make breakfast together, throw them birthday parties, read them stories…”

You smiled at him lovingly. “You’ll be an amazing dad Baekhyun.”

“And you are going to be the most amazing mother in the world.” he continued. “You’re so kind, and patient, and smart, and strong… I hope our baby is just like you.” He suddenly plunged one of his hands under the water to touch your tummy. “I’m so excited to go on this journey with you Y/N. I’m so sorry my first reaction was so horrible.”

“You’d better be.” you teased, splashing some water up at him. “Every woman’s worst nightmare is getting pregnant and the father wanting nothing to do with them. I was worried I was going to have to leave you and move in with my mother!”

He laughed at you, wiping the water off of his cheek. “I promise you, as long as I’m living, I’ll be by your side. I’ll take you to all your doctors appointments, buy you all the food you’re craving, give you back rubs… You won’t have to lift a finger for the next nine months. And if you go into labor while I’m at work, I’ll just tell my client they’ll have to protect themselves and hop in a cab.”

You giggled as you imagined the scenario. “Well you don’t have to do that, but I appreciate the sentiment. I’m so glad you’re ready to start a family.”

“I really am.” he told you. He leaned forward to place a tender kiss on your lips. “Now, would you like some company in that big lonely tub?”

“Yes I would.” you chirped in reply.

Maybe telling your husband about your pregnancy didn’t go exactly as you’d planned. But the two of you never really went the traditional route anyway. You knew that the two of you could overcome any obstacle, big or small. All you needed was each other. Soon, you would be parents. And you couldn’t wait to meet your little baby.

#baekhyun x reader #baekhyun imagine #baekhyun scenario #baekhyun fanfic #baekhyun headcanons #byun baekhyun #bodyguard!au #exo scenarios #exo imagines #exo x reader #superm imagines #superm scenarios #baekhyun angst #baekhyun fluff #domestic au

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melis-writes · 1 year

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Hello Melly, I started watching a film by Malena and her story is very sad, she is mistreated and abused by men and women just because of her beauty, if it seemed that in her place it was Victoria where it takes place in Sicily, some man try to touch her and then find out that she is a Don's wife and what would Michael do, because we know that Victoria is very attractive and attracts attention too, it's just an idea.👀

Ooh yes, Malena! I haven’t seen it but I did skim through it a while ago and from what I already saw, yeah, it’s pretty depressing. 😢 In the Godfather book, there’s a mention that in Sicily if a man went to flirt/touch/seduce another man’s wife, it would result in death if I remember correctly, sooo… 😳

She is Everything.

You, it was always you. You never cease to amaze Michael in any regard and the things Michael loves and admires about you only continues to grow years on into your marriage.

From your motherhood and giving birth to five children to your kind and compassionate teaching that’s only an extension of how you treat others around you to who you are as a person with all your skills, talents and intellect—Michael’s always known for you to be his one and only.

Just as Michael’s aware of your professional reputation, your career’s experience and your influence as Don Ferrari’s daughter all attracting attention, he’s also aware of your beauty doing the same.

Everything from your hair down to the shape of your cheekbones, jawline, your lips, your supple skin, height, figure and how you carry yourself radiates and intensifies your beauty.

Naturally, Michael wasn’t your only potential suitor in the past and curious eyes and gazes are impossible to be ignored every now and then as you’ve noted.

In Sicily, everything’s completely different. As an attractive young woman who carries herself well, you attract double the attention consistently than you have anywhere else.

Passerby’s let their gaze linger over your longer, heads will turn just to take another look at you from men and women alike, compliments from old women praising your beauty and shopkeepers mesmerized by you mid conversation were certainly not expected by neither you nor Michael.

Michael will never deny his wife is beautiful and a sight to behold; he knows this himself and firmly believes in it, and in the small town of Corleone where a new face appears only every now and then, there’s no helping the curiosity swarming around you.

You pretend for the vast majority of it that you don’t recognize the looks, stares or changes in body language towards the individuals you speak and engage with, although you do remain flattered.

It’s positive attention that doesn’t manifest towards anything else or come to bother you in any way, but it does spike up your shyness every now and again.

Michael sees it very differently, however. One may gaze and look upon you as long as they don’t follow you or make you uncomfortable in any way. The curiosity can’t be helped and neither can the attraction towards you, but everything else can.

At the end of the day for as far as Michael’s concerned, you’re his and he’s yours. The same can be said about Michael’s striking attractiveness as well, but he’s grown far more than accustomed to ignoring attention from any woman that isn’t you and Michael can’t possibly care less either.

Because of that, Michael prefers to be with you in the streets and marketplaces of Sicily to spend time with you and be by your side; holding your hand in public or keeping his hand wrapped around your waist. If the wedding band on your ring finger isn’t seen by those curious eyes, your husband will be.

“Oh, they’re right next to each other,” you let out a soft laugh, looking up to see the local herb store next to the fruit market. “How convenient.”

“Mhmm,” Michael nods—his hand laced with yours. “What are you missing?”

“Honestly, a little bit of everything,” you tell him. “I’ll buy the herbs by the bag and put them in containers at home for safekeeping so we don’t run out. Ooh, and darling,” you turn towards the fruit market, pointing at it. “Vincent and James absolutely adore peaches. Could you get some too with the rest of our list?”

“I’ll handle it, darling,” Michael nods. “I’ll be right there if you need me.”

“Okay, baby,” you blush, pecking a kiss over Michael’s cheek before letting go of his hand and stepping into the herb store.

From time to time since you landed in Sicily weeks back, you’ve been popping into local shops and stores every now and then to pick up groceries and deli meats—stocking up on herbs and various spices.

It’s not the first time you’ve been to this small herb shop, but that the fruit market has opened up stall right next to it which makes it all the more convenient for you and Michael to get your weekly grocery shopping done together.

As always, an elderly man who you assume owns the shop remains behind one of the tills—giving you a polite smile and working away on polishing the countertop whereas his younger grandson, Bruno—a man in his late twenties who assists him by weighing and packing all the herbs is to be seen there again.

“Hello, Miss Victoria,” Bruno greets you as always, unaware of your last name or any other details about you other than how often you come to shop, your first name and of course, what you look like.

“Hello,” you say back politely, slowly began to wander around the store and let your eyes search for packs of herbs neatly stored on shelves against the walls throughout the entire shop.

“It’s good to see you again,” Bruno carries on the conversation, smiling and stepping out from behind the till. “We missed you last week.”

“Did you?” You turn your head to face him, smiling. “I was on holiday in Rome with my family.”

“Oh, how wonderful,” Bruno’s eyes light up. “How was your trip? I hope it went safe and well,”

“It did, thank you. It was lovely,” you attempt to focus on the bags of herbs before you rather than get too consumed in insistent small talk.

“There is a new glow about you, I could tell,” Bruno adds, admiring your figure from head to toe. “Relaxation and vacation is always good.”

You pick out a bag of paprika and dried basil, setting them down on the counter as Bruno quickly moves back to you, continuing to talk. “As I had once said, you’re our best customer. We’ll miss you if you leave Sicily. You know, I hear all the stories about America—” he begins to weigh the herbs. “The American Dream and everything in it, but this is also your home, yes?”

“It is,” you nod, putting a bag of rosemary on the counter too. “It always will be.”

“I wish you would stay longer,” Bruno says to you, causing your eyes to widen a little bit from his forward statement.

Even Bruno’s father momentarily looks up, feeling the secondhand embarrassment of his grandson attempting to pitifully flirt with you.

“Then you would have all the time to connect back with our homeland and roots. It would be good for you here in Corleone.”

“How do you know I’m from Corleone, exactly?” This sparks up your attention—as nothing’s been said about where in Sicily you’re from versus where you’re staying other than the United States.

Carrying a small bag filled with a variety of fresh fruit and extra peaches, Michael smoothens out the side of his hair before walking back to approach the herb shop and wait for you.

“I can tell,” Bruno takes your hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Everything about you tells me your hometown is Corleone, like mine. I can tell from your Sicilian beauty.”

From where Michael stands, he can see clear through the window that you remain at the till with the bags of herbs that you’ve picked out but it’s Michael’s gaze instantly hardening at the sight of the merchant inching so close to you, let alone touching your hand that makes him approach.

“I’ve got a trained eye,” Bruno grins, “we see some many people everyday. Some tourists, some locals.”

“I see,” you pull your hand back, watching Bruno bag your herbs.

Michael pushes through the door of the herb shop, making eye contact with Bruno’s grandfather first who drops the cloth he was using in his hand to polish the counter in shock.

Bruno’s grandfather stares back at his grandson in worry in hopes he won’t attempt to flirt or embarrass himself further in front of your husband, but Bruno can’t even get his eyes off of you to look up and worry about Michael in the first place.

“Not many women as beautiful as you come by to—”

“Hi, darling,” you smile up at Michael who now remains by your side, cutting off anything further Bruno has to say with just one look.

“Just about finished?” Michael asks you in a calm voice, beginning to ignore Bruno.

“Just about,” you hand Bruno the exact amount of money in cash as Michael takes the herb bag off the counter.

“What’s your name?” Michael asks a dumbfounded Bruno.

“Bruno, sir,” Bruno stammers back.

“Is this your store?” Michael continues to ask, lacing his free hand with yours.

“Oh no, this shop belongs to my grandfather, I just help—” Bruno turns to look at his grandfather, only to notice he’s gone and in the back of the store already to refrain from further humiliation and fear. “I just help him out sometimes.”

“I see,” Michael ends it off at that, nodding at you as you both begin to exit the shop side by side.

Bruno frowns, watching Michael give your forehead a kiss before leading you out of the store and back out into the marketplace’s streets when Bruno’s grandfather bursts back into the front of the store from the back room.

“We’re dead!” Grandfather exclaims, “we’re dead! Do you know that?”

“What?” Bruno blinks, stepping forward. “Grandfather, calm down. What’s the matter with you?”

“Bruno, what did I tell you? What did I tell you?” Grandfather wails, resting his palm over his forehead. “You just couldn’t keep to yourself and keep your mouth shut, could you?”

“What? Oh, with her brother or her—”

“Brother?!” Grandfather cries out, “that is her husband! Do you not recognize him?”

Bruno freezes in his spot, thinking momentarily. “I… I don’t know. I’ve never seen him, I didn’t even know that was Miss Victoria’s husband, I just assumed—”

“Your assumptions will get you killed, boy!” Grandfather scolds, “that is Don Corleone’s wife! It is as clear as day! From America! And what do you do? Disgrace us all in front of him by touching his wife? Tell me, boy. Tell me you did not do it before, that you were mistaken—” Grandfather puts his hands over Bruno’s shoulders. “That you were just making silly, harmless conversation with this woman when I was not in shop! Tell me you wouldn’t do this!”

“Grandfather—” Bruno’s breath hitches, “I d-don’t know. I don’t know. She comes here sometimes, I see her, I try to talk to her—”

“No, you can never try to talk to her like that! You should lower your head in shame when you speak with the Don’s wife—with any woman,” Grandfather shakes his head. “So many come in here, so many bachelorettes your grandmother knows of in the villag and yet her? This woman above you and why?”

“Because she’s everything,” Bruno confesses, feeling his eyes prickle with tears. “Don’t you see her?”

“And you’re nothing,” Grandfather frowns, “nothing now like me. I am nothing. We are nothing, because the Don’s men will pay you a visit for what you’ve done.”

#godfather au #prompts #michael corleone #michael corleone x reader #michael corleone fanfic #michael corleone x oc #godfather x reader #the godfather #moth to flame fic #canon

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cintsalis · 2 months

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James Potter: *Waiting for Severus’s response owl letter*

3 hours later.

🪟 👀

✍️ 🦉 📜💌📤

Severus Snape-Black: 🦉💌📥

*Opens it*

James Potter: 📜

Why aren’t you responding back?

Severus Snape-Black: 😒

✍️ 📜📤

James Potter: 🪟🦉✉️😱🥹

*Opens it*

Severus Snape-Black: 📜

"To begin with, you are not my boyfriend; you are experiment number 7. When I finish experiment number 2, I will meet with experiment number 3 and schedule you, a day or two from now. Relax, your turn will come.

James Potter: 😐😓😤😡✍️

(Traces the letter owl’s 🦉 foot prints)

-Location, Three broom sticks, with Evan Rosier-

Severus Snape-Black: 😌

Are you sure...you want to?

James Potter: *Grabs Severus’s arm, and drags him out*

Why are you cheating on me?

Severus Snape-Black: 😓😒

Potter, people have sex all the time, you don’t have to be in a relationship to—

James Potter: 🥺☹️😩😢

I—I thought… that… I was at least experiment number one, so did you have someone else before me?

Severus Snape-Black: 😐😒

Blimey, Potter, Obviously, you weren't my first, why? Did you think you were special because you were my first Gryffindor experiment?

James Potter:🥺😢 I'm not a pure individual, so I don't expect to be your first, but I also don't know what those numbers mean. If it's based on the people you've had in chronological order, then number 1 must hold a special place in your heart because he's your first. I won't lie to myself; I'm jealous of how he was able to hold that position, does number 1 touch you like I do? Massage your feet 🦶 when you’re exhausted from long walks because you don’t fly a broom, does he… know that you don’t like things that are sweet, rather bitter because it reminds you of eating mashed potatoes with sugar back at home? Does he—

Severus Snape-Black: 🫂

Do you realize how needy, clinging, and annoying you are?

James Potter: 🥺😩😢

Is that why you don't love me?

Severus Snape-Black: 😓😐😒

“I—I didn’t say that I-“

James Potter: *Hugs tighter*

So, you love me?

Severus Snape-Black: 🫂😐

Y—You’re annoying.

James Potter: 😢

Kiss me.

Severus Snape-Black: 😒

No.

James Potter: 🥺😢

Do you not love me?

Severus Snape-Black: 🫤😑

Are you going to keep asking?

James Potter: 🫂

"I love you! I love you so much from all seven layers of every world, no matter what universe we're in, so, I just can't bear it, if my sweet Snivelly doesn't love me,"

Severus Snape-Black:

Go home, you’re embarrassing me.

James Potter: 🫂♥️

I can't take rejection, I need to know why I'm not number 1.

Severus Snape-Black: 😑

Do you truly want to be number 1 so badly?

James Potter: *Tightens hold*

🥺😢😫

I shouldn't even be a number; I should be your everything!

Severus Snape-Black: 😑😒😓

Fine, I’ll stop seeing other men.

James Potter: 😕☹️

Really?

Severus Snape-Black: 😒

I’ll start seeing other women.

James Potter: 🥺😕☹️😫

Severus Snape-Black: 🙂‍↔️

When she gets upset she throws tantrums and fits, when she’s hungry she gets angry too, when she argues with me—I think to myself, if I invade her thoughts with legilimens, will I see myself in there too?

James Potter: *Blinks Eyes* 🫤😕

Do you love her so much? 🥺☹️

Severus Snape-Black: 🙂‍↔️😊

Yes.

James Potter: 🫤🫂

Snivelly, I had no idea you had such a fetish.

Severus Snape-Black: 😓

James Potter: 😌

That girl is just me.

😍😘🥰

Severus Snape-Snape: 😓😒😑

💭

"At least he knows."

James Potter:

😊

She’s me, me, me!

😍🥰

Severus Snape-Black: 😑

James Potter: 😐

Since you love me so much, who’s number 1?

Severus Snape-Black: 😒😑

I’m not telling.

James Potter: 😥

I want to be your everything, exceeding number 1! Severus Snape-Black: 😒🙄

Blimey, Potter—

James Potter: 🥺

As a self-centered wizard, I desire all of you for myself. I dislike sharing, and if you shall be mine, I want you completely to myself—I don't like to- 😨

Severus Snape-Black: *Kisses his lips*

Please go home, Potter.

James Potter: 😐☹️🫤

I'm not going, if you're having sex with random Death Eaters—like Evan Rosier.

Severus Snape-Black: 😓

You noticed that every single one of those numbers is a Death Eater, which is great, but you're still the only Gryffindor I've slept with. I can have sex with anyone who's attractive, but there's only one person who I really felt an emotional connection with, and that person is you.

James Potter: 🫤

Snivelly, I don’t want to be your boyfriend anymore.

Severus Snape-Black: *Withdraws from the hug*

😐

James Potter: 😌

I want to be your husband.

Severus Snape-Black: 😓😒♥️

#hogwarts fanfiction #james potter #severus snape #jeverus #hogwarts bl #boy love #james x severus #princechaser #dead gay wizards

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lipglossanon · 10 months

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Hey lipgloss, it’s 💜 anon again and these last few weeks for me have been hell. Had surgery, lost friends, another one of my friends tried to do something not good- it’s just been… a lot.

Anyways, I was wondering if I could get some Leon fluff? Specifically Plagas!leon because you already know I love him.

I know you’ve been going through your own hell on here recently and I’m so sorry, you’re such an angel and you deserve better.

Anyways, love you pookie, I hope things get better for you!

- 💜 anon out :3

Hi 💜 anon!! 👋

I hope your surgery went well and that your recovery is smooth!! Oh no!! 😢 I’m so sorry to hear that!! Big hugs and kisses to you!! That kinda thing is hard without the trappings of the holiday season on top. I’m wishing you all the best!!

And yes, I can do some fluffy headcanons about plagas!Leon (he’s honestly just a sweetheart, can’t help himself).

And thanks for the kind thoughts 💜 anon. I’ve had something in my personal life happen recently that’s really made all of this stuff on tumblr seem small and pointless (not you guys!!! just the drama lol).

But I hope things get better for you!! 🫂 I’ll have the fluff under the cut so it’s not too long on the dash 🤭

Las Plagas!Leon:

Is very tactile, always has to be touching you in some kind of capacity 🤭

In public, he’s holding your hand, linking your arms, putting a hand on your back or waist, wrapping his arm around you

At home, he’s snuggling up with you on the couch or in bed, especially in the mornings after you first wake up

And just around the house, he’s constantly pulling you into hugs or running his hand over you in some way

He just loves being able to touch you 🤭

Also super affectionate

Constantly dropping kisses on your face or neck or shoulders or just anywhere he can reach

Rubbing his face against yours like a cat 🤭 which when he has stubble, tickles you so he’s always catching you before he shaves cause he likes hearing you giggle and laugh

Loves kissing you; anything from sweet little pecks to outright toe curling passionate lip locking 😉

Kinda goes without saying that he’s a big hugger

He usually is the one to instigate hugs cause he’ll sneak up on you to bear hug you 😆

But his faves are when you seek him out to hug him cause you just wanted one 😌

Is super possessive but not controlling, so he loves when you wear something of his or something that he bought for you specifically

If he sees you wearing it (his shirt, a necklace he bought you) he’s all over you, praising you and just being head over heels about you 🥰

Constantly tells you how much he loves you or cares about you, not shy about it at all

Showers you in compliments (and not just platitudes)

Literally looks at you like you hung the moon; he’s smitten and is never ever letting you go one day without knowing how special you are to him 😌

#ask box #💜 anon #lipglossanon #lipglossanswers #fluff #headcanons #las plagas!leon s kennedy

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Fhjy e2 reactions this episode is batshit and I love them but also I’m so sad

I’ll be so real gang I am stressed and have been in a downwards thought spiral so we’ll see how this goes yeah?

I love Adaine making her mage hand look like Riz’s ringed hand that’s so fun and lovely

Also the mage hand mini is so cool

Don’t patronize me, it’s bad 😔

Goddamn they’re good

Would you be interested in healing us?? Spare healing o cleric??

I love that they could heal the hangvan

The night yorb’s art is SO cute I need a plushie of it. I’m gonna just buy galaxy patterned fleece and make one.

It feels like a stretch???

It’s gonna bite!

I just thought if I acted excited it would be good

Naur 💀

Armor of ayda!!!

Go sit on a whisky bottle you punk bitch !

Duggan and Balthazar definitely explored each others bodies we’re all agreed on this right. In my mind they had something like the cowboy and the roman soldier from night at the museum had.

“This is hot” Emily I agreeeee

Perfect example of gambler’s fallacy but y’know what this did just reinforce it

Nothing I can do! Brennan. Brennan come on.

That’s a feat I took in LIFE

They THREW that that die TRAVELLED

“You know I’m always rooting for you”

Oh GOD

No more probability smashing ok murph?

Y’know what for being fully run over by a van? 22 points of damage is not bad.

Was last episode really only two rounds of combat

He is So defeated

I’m hurting 😡

ALSO the portal is so cool. This battle set is amazing.

The blood on the windshield I can’t

Oooooof

Can she resummon Baby?? Has he died before I can’t remember?

“From when you ran me over” as if Fabian is not Solely responsible for the choices he’s made. Riz didn’t intentionally run you over babe you fell out of the van.

This is. Not great!

What hell!

Oh nooooo

Cmon Murph please

SHIT

Oh god

Oh my god you are about to kill your healer

She had 23!!

Aaaaaaaaa oh god

:( I feel bad for the cute manta ray

Ally’s gonna sue you if they hit you

With my wizarding powers and my absolutely fucked van ! Gorgug thistlespring the man that you are

OH SHIIIIIIT

Yessss

Ok yeah that makes sense that was on the bingo

Ok so the van now holds the night yorb sealed in its roof and an angel in the engine. Fantastic.

That mural is beautiful

They’re so exhausted guys. School starts tomorrow.

(What an episode to air the week I go back to class and have Such A Bad Time Guys)

Eeeeeeeeeesh

Don’t menace me!

It means something to me emotionally. Gorgug Car Guy Thistlespring <3

You wanted to do a bit so now we’re doing a bit. Suffer for your bit.

Does the back door of the van mini open?? Bc that’s sick

Ooooh Ally has custom spell cards with the d20 logo on them. Those are neat

He’s gonna stab these guys but it’s not with any of the normal zeal 😔

Jesus

Just to try and feel something

JESUS

Why do you guys careee you’re bugssss

Brennan.

Zac oh god

‘Guys I think Fig’s getting hit with the ballista right now’

She doesn’t even cutting words she just takes it 😭😭

It’s that era, The Ball 😭😭

Oh my fucking god

The noises of defeat they’re all making

I want an ice cream. Like the old days.

Just like that ART oh I’m gonna reblog that art of them at basrar’s so bloody after a fight

I love them. I missed the bad kids guys.

I think we’ve gotta go to sleep.

Wooooo

Love an aso callback

Love wins 💅

We’re done doing this!!

ARE YOU KIDDING ME

What kind of BULLSHIT

God this is so unhinged

No bonus action healing or anything Kristen?

Brennaaaaaan

So tactical. So late. So dead.

The slowest and saddest three point turn

The least enthusiastic stab

You didn’t! Have! To do it! You could! Have had! Ice cream! I! Want! To go! Home!!!

Oooooof

OOOOOF

That Turncoat 😢

This is so fucking sad.

What the fuck man

I don’t know why anything happened. Why did any of that happened.

The shard of the day yorb

Fig why would you ask that.

Riz desperately trying to keep the group together is so heartbreaking

The fucking dry guys

BY MEPHITS FOR MEPHITS

Gotta stay awake in the dome motherfuckers

Oh my GOD

They’re gonna cry man

Dome art!

Brennan what are you about to do

Daisy Cubby!!!!

Fig. What.

I’M gonna cry.

Everyone’s gonna cry.

Is it fun man. Is it really.

Map!!!

It says fuck you zac ☺️ in beautiful writing!

Emily Axford the woman you are……….

What the fuck is happening right now.

Oh god oh no

This is so horrifying

Kristen. Kristen No.

I love the map!

Oh god.

Oh the Hallariel art is FANTASTIC

Are they going on their honeymoon. I have paused the episode to write this are hallariel and Gilear going on a honeymoon did they get married and not invite their kids because they were saving the world I’m gonna be so pissed

Oh the Gilear art is cursed

Okay they’re going on a cruise.

Gilear’s voice has dropped

Oh SHIT okay so I wasn’t that far off

This is just. So fucking sad. I know that it’s gonna get happier because it’s fantasy high but right now this is so fucking sad

They’re newlyweds??? So they did fucking get married?????

Leaving for MONTHS after your only child gets back from saving the world and you got married to one of his best friends’ dad without your child or your new spouse’s child there is so horrible oh my god. I am real life mad about this.

Ok interesting things happening with Gilear and luck. Is Gilear not gonna go see Fig at Mordred before he leaves for a year???

Guys there is still almost an hour left in this episode is it all gonna be this fucking sad

Oh my god he inherited the singing barrel pirates

Good for them being unionized

Sklondaaaaaa

She’s got her own boarddddd

I love her

God they’re powerful this season

SKLONDA ART FUCKS

Oh thank god a loving mother.

It was… ssso tactical

That summer before junior year growth spurt/style shift combo is so real

Oh shit. The single mother struggling to pay for college storyline is gonna fuck me up monumentally I think. Fuck.

Scholarships are gonna be really important 🥲 line taken from my real life

Setting up a board is to riz gukgak what a spreadsheet is to me. I am him he is me.

Please god I need the thistlesprings to not make me sad

They’re so cute!!!!

Zac looks fucking near tears

Oh god any time Brennan’s face gets a little more serious and the music kicks in my heart just sinks

GORGUG AND ZELDA BROKE UP? 😭😭

That does not make any sort of sense

Staying tight with your ex’s parents is also so real lmaooo

He had a toothbrush at her house??????

The bad girls are so important to me

Awwwwwwwww

They’re aaaall crying

ZAYN THE RETURN OF ZAYN MY BEST FRIEND ZAYN DARKSHADOW

And Ragh and Lydia!! Yay!!

SANDRA LYNN FAETH THE WOMAN THAT YOU ARE. I WOULD BE SO GOOD TO YOU YOU DONT’ EVEN KNOW.

Brb printing out the new Sandra Lynn art to hang on my wall

They’re so tired guys

Squeem is alive? Ok

Jawbone man.

Oh god. Literally.

Sobbing this is literally the high school mentality

Guys. Guys.

It’s a real crapshoot for me finishing things. Yep.

Babe that is not a measurement of classes.

Yes that is a thing you can do. You can take time off for extreme circumstances.

LOVE the Aguefort art. Slay.

Also love that the way Brennan gets into the Aguefort voice is to do the peace hands

He’s going on vacation with ayda?????

Ayda looks great

Oh God No

How could this possibly go wrong?

What is the quangle and why is it going to cause so many problems

Oh nooooooo

That’s so fucking sad christ alive

Oh god

Emily.

PEOPLE LOVE SKITS ON ALBUMS

“Does nobody respect the fact that it takes time to save the world” feels like the thesis of the season

Trackerbees breakup about to be confirmed??

ZAYN ART ZAYN ART ZAYN ART

Look at my best friend in the whole wide world and his pet rat. He’s so fucking pretty.

Aelwyn moved out??

Augh.

Oh that’s lovely actually

Oh aelwyn looks GOOD.

And she’s got cats and is teaching middle school??? Good for herrrr

Awww that’s sweet

Oh right somehow I completely forgot that Fig did a fucked up devil deal

Oh god fig’s spilling on her shirt. Did she somehow swap fates with Gilear or something.

Sandra lynnnnnnnn

That is a good way to think about classes :)

What??

Nooooooooooooo

Sometimes you really do just have to give Nothing constructive in an improv scene sometimes it’s better

Trackerbees breakup confirmed. Tracker’s doing great.

Still interested in the retcon or whatever happened with Tracker originally being a cleric of Lida and then switching to Galicea

Cassandra I’m sorry you and Kristen are both struggling so much

Oh Whatttt no

If Cassandra dies and goes to the astral plane I will be so sad.

Holy SHIT guys.

#fantasy high junior year #reactions #verbal component #zayn

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Take Your Take: Chapter 3

Francisco Morales x Fem!oc (Jana Fernandez)

Chapter 2: Chapter 4

Take Your Time Masterlist

Chapter Summary: Frankie tries to distance himself from everyone he loves, thinking they ae better off without him. Luckily, his friends won't back down that easily.

Warnings: Mentions of self harm LOTS OF TALK OF DRINKING, ADDICTION. not suicidal ideation but like. Mentioning drinking oneself to death, mentions of suicide, giving up, etc. Food and eating, insomnia, childhood neglect. Benny does not handle things the best, says some shitty things, addict shaming etc. Jana may not be handling things great either. The things Benny says and things Frankie thinks about himself are not my thoughts on addiction at all, but they were things I was thinking when my drinking was really bad. Let me know if I missed something.

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Group chat started with Benny Miller, Will Miller, and Santito Jana Fernandez: Hey, has anyone heard from Frankie lately? Hasn’t answered calls or texts. Benny Miller: Nothing from me, he’s left my messages on seen tho, still alive. Will Miller: Nothing here. He supposed to be watching chiquita? Jana Fernandez: Yeah, Jacob’s not answering my calls either, I’m already late for work. Will Miller: Head over, I’ll meet you there and take her. Jana Fernandez: Thank you Will, I really appreciate it.

Will Miller: Be there in 10. Benny Miller: I’ll go to Frank’s and check on him. Will Miller: Pope, you gonna keep lurking? Santito: Yes. Jana Fernandez: You can’t still be mad. Benny Miller: When it’s about Laci, he absolutely can. Santito: Jan Jan aren’t you supposed to be driving? Jana Fernandez: Hands free technology, fucko Benny Miller: 👁️👄👁️ Benny Miller: You would know that if you weren’t a fucking boomer, Pope. Will Miller: Don’t get involved in their pissing match. Benny Miller: You’re no better, you still have wired earbuds. Jana Fernandez: Will no offense but wtf is wrong with you?

Jana Fernandez: And aren’t you supposed to be driving? Will Miller: Hands free technology, fucker

Will Miller: Wait that was rude

Will Miller: Don’t hold that against me

Benny Miller: It’s fucko, but you tried, boomer Santito laughed at ‘Hands free technology, fucker’ Jana Fernandez: I’m gonna drop kick all of you. Benny Miller: 😢

Jana Fernandez: Not you sweetie

Benny Miller: 😃

Frankie woke up in the afternoon to the smell of booze and pounding on his front door as well as his head, and attempted to simply ignore it until whoever it was went away. He glances at home phone to see the several texts and phone calls from Jana that he painfully ignored. It hurt him to do this to her, knowing she needed him, knowing he was supposed to watch Rosie this weekend, knowing he is letting her down. But this is what he needed to do. Look at him, he’s drinking himself into a coma at 1 pm on a Sunday, he had been drinking since approximately 5:24 PM on Friday when he had walked in the door of his home, and popped open the bottle of whiskey before he even took off his coat. This had been the routine every day this week, as it had become increasingly what he had done over the last 6 months. It was one of the Millers, he presumed. Jana would be shouting at him right, Santi would’ve let himself in. Whoever it is will let themselves in soon enough. All four of them shared security codes and keys to each other’s houses. If it was Pope, he’d have walked in without knocking. Frankie wasn’t sure if Benny figured it out or not, but Frankie knew it was because of them, because of the fact they thought Frankie would overdose or that Ben would asphyxiate on his own vomit in a drunken stupor. They were only given the other two’s info to not make them feel singled out. That was the thing about their group. They were always close, but after Tom died and Frankie and Benny’s problems became much worse, Will and Santi were damn near co-parenting sometimes. Everyone had their rolls.

Santi was their leader, a fierce protector who was hard to crack but when you got through to him, or when he let you in, you were under strong and watchful eyes. Jana was under that protection, so was Rosie, so was Laci to a fault.. From the minute that boy set eyes on her, his entire focus became protecting her. He was loyal, too. You didn’t just walk away from that, Jana certainly didn’t just because she left Frankie. Even Will’s ex-fiance, Emily, she never quite fit in with them the way Jana or Laci did, she was an extension of Will, and thus when Santi heard her new man hit her, found him and sent him to the ER before Will even had a chance. Of course, that anger would be directed at any man who had hurt women. Santi’s dad had left him very young, leaving him to be raised by a single mom and his older sister, both of whom died while he was in his 30’s. Frankie often thought Santi was trying to pay them back for all they did. Santi was a force to be reckoned with, however, and you did not want to get on his bad side, which Frankie absolutely had done. He crossed multiple lines there. You don’t talk about the girl, you don’t talk about her and sex, and you absolutely do not tarnish her honor by insinuating she was cheating with her best friend. She’d never do that, and Benny could never disrespect Santiago, or her, like that.

Benny was a soldier, but he was never the best at following orders until he came under Santiago. At his core, Benny was a rebel. Growing up, him and Will’s dad beat them, and Ben was the primary target due to his nature, but this never managed to break Benny in. Likewise, as much as the military tried to strip him down, he always remained uniquely Benny. His time between high school and joining the army saw Ben’s wilderness years, not unlike where he was now. After a devastating break up in high school with a boy who Ben never really admitted he was seeing, Benny fell into a bad crowd. Drinking, hard drugs, eating problems and risky relationships, Ben’s addictive personality was in full swing and Will came home on leave, essentially dragging Benny kicking and screaming into the army. Surprisingly, Benny thrived. He cleaned up, got his shit together, and made a good soldier. However, the things Benny saw and did in special ops weighed on him, and it all came to a head when Tom died. That’s what saw Benny at the place he was now; enough money to never work again but still fighting MMA, and fighting in bars every other weekend or so. Benny practically worshiped Santi. In their early years, Benny had a pretty intense crush on him that no one really ever really acknowledged, and although that dissipated, Benny would still follow Santi anywhere. Benny was loyal, and it would take a hell of a lot to get him to abandon Frankie, Benny didn’t abandon friends. Thing was, like Santi, Benny was protective of Laci. He was already likely irritated with Frankie or his comments about Benny and the girl, and Frankie wondered how much more it would take to push him away. You get Ben, you get Santi riled up pretty easily. Laci was very protective of Ben, emotionally as well as physically despite her being more than a foot shorter than him, so you get her too. Thing is, you get Benny, you get Will. And you do not want to get Will. William Miller was their pillar. Santi led them, Santi planned and schemed and created, but Will was the one who kept them corralled. Will was logical, literal and an absolute force of a man who did not put up with bullshit, thus he is the one who kept them focused.. He had spent his entire life trying to keep his younger brother alive, and that wears on a person; it was one hell of a task. Starting as combat medic, Will quickly worked his way through the ranks, his physical strength, bright intelligence, ability to compartmentalize and stay calm making him a natural stand out in the field, and the respect he earned from his team kept him out of trouble. Above all else, Will protected and supported Benny. Since their childhood, deflecting their fathers anger, to their teens, when the only reason Benny didn’t get the shit beat out of him was because he fell under Will’s social umbrella before Benny really hit puberty and his height and good looks came in. When Benny’s eating was bad, when his drinking and drug use got out of hand, down to the field, Will was there. As hesitant as Will was for Benny to join Delta Force, a part of Will knew Benny would get into something, and he was thankful that he could be there to keep an eye on him. Will didn’t take shit. He was the one who got Santi to stop his self sabotage with Laci, and Will would likewise be the hardest one to break loyalty, but it could be done.

Frankie knew he was the mediator. Frankie was protective of his friends to be sure, but not to the point of loss of rationale that would come with the others. Benny and Santi were hot headed, and although Will was generally calm, his anger outbursts could be devastating. No one would hurt Frankie, however, he knew that. So Frankie often found himself between them when arguments bubbled up. Francisco briefly wondered how the dynamic would shift without him, but he knew it would settle, the way things had resettled when Tom died. Just like Tom, Frankie was replaceable.

Benny let himself in.

“Fish, what the fuck.” He said, exasperated. “You left Jana with Rose when she had to work? I know you’re going through something, but that's shitty, you should've called so she could plan for it, or one of us would’ve taken her” He looked genuinely disappointed in Frankie, who was groaning and pulling his blanket over his face. “Will has Rosie right now, if you were wondering”

He was wondering, actually. Ben continued. “What’s all this about? I’m sure you know Santi told us what you said. You know us, we all love to gossip.” Frankie didn’t reply, simply staring off at whatever trashy MTV show was playing in the background. Reaching for the remote and shutting off the TV, Benny hoped to gain Frankie’s attention, but Frankie just watched a black screen.

“C’mon man, you think you can push us away? It’s not going to work.”

Finally, a low mutter from Frankie’s lips, still refusing to look at Benny. “Worked on Pope” Ben rolled his eyes at that. “No, it didn’t. He’s mad at you, but that’s not enough for him to give up on you, you know that damn well. You’ve been friends since, what, elementary school? You’re stuck with him, and stuck with us too.”

No response.

“Come on, try something” Benny motioned Frankie towards him. “I dare you. Nothing you can say that I haven't heard before”

Frankie shrugged, tiredly and drunkenly slurring. “I dunno. You’re gay or something”

Despite his annoyance, Benny did laugh at that. “Yeah, that might’ve worked in 2009, not anymore. Try again.”

Frankie wanted to. He wanted to push Benny far, far away, but the fight… simply wasn’t in him. He was drunk, he was exhausted, he was borderline catatonic at this point, there was nothing else in him except to drink himself to death, or maybe go back to the coke to speed up the process.

But Benny wasn’t one to back down from a challenge. “I don’t understand you, Fish. You’ve been a great dad and now all of a sudden you get sober, and now you’re acting like this? Now all of a sudden you feel like shit?”

What Benny didn’t know is he’s always felt like shit. Before she was born, he felt like shit, but at least him and Jana were on their bullshit together. Then Jana got clean and Frankie toned things down enough for them to decide to keep Rosie when Jana accidentally got pregnant, but he never sobered up, and it fucking killed him. He couldn’t do it when she was born, he couldn’t do it when Fatima, the woman that raised him, Santi’s sister, overdosed heroin, he couldn’t do it when his license was in danger, he couldn’t do it when the choice was between Jana and having a happy family together, or her walking out with their daughter, and he couldn’t do it until a cocaine rager ended him on Jana’s door step in the middle of the night. That night was a catalyst for this. Jana had taken Rosie on a trip to see Jana’s parents, and just as Santi predicted, without Rosie around to watch, Frankie went off the deep end. Jana and Rose weren’t home, as Frank screamed and banged on the door, missing his daughter, but it set of the home security. Jana called Santiago, who, in his never wavering loyalty, came to his rescue, keeping him out of jail and alive.

And here he was, several months later, still battling cravings like all hell. Shouldn’t Rose be enough? Shouldn’t his perfect little baby and her mother be enough to fight for? It shouldn’t be a struggle, it shouldn’t be a choice he was actively making every fucking minuet.

You are so weak, you are so fucking pathetic.

“Maybe this is what you want, huh?” Ben was unrelenting. “You want to push away the last family you have left, you want to make it so no one comes to your fucking funeral when you drink yourself to death?”

Benny knew he didn’t really have room to talk there, but he was trying to push his buttons, trying to get a reaction. He just needed to get him to fucking talk, and they could figure this out. He wouldn’t leave his friend like this.

“You had a beautiful girlfriend, and beautiful daughter and none of that was enough for you huh? You just had to throw it all away, and now you’re throwing it away again. You’re lucky enough to be exes with someone you never had to fight over custody with, someone who communicated and never fought with you, you got to see Rosie plenty and still you want to throw it away! And for what? God, you’re not even using, so what’s the point? Are you just done with them? Do they mean nothing to you?”

Benn could tell this was getting under his skin. Just a little bit more... “Oh that's it, huh, you just don’t care anymore. Fine, Frank, fine, drink yourself to death, overdose, whatever it is you’re planning on doing but know that 15 or 20 years from now, that little baby is going to be grown up, and what she’s not going to care about the fact her dad had some problems, that her dad had an addiction, she’s going to care about the fact that she wasn’t good enough for you to want to be around her”

“SHUT UP BEN!” Frankie was on his feet in a second, shoving Benny harshly before stopping himself from carrying it further.

Benny raised his hands defensively, taking a step back, smiling. “There you are.”

And with that, Frankie knew he had been played. Covering his face in his hands, he sat back down and hung his head low. “What do you want, Ben.”

Benjamin Miller sat down next to his friend. “I want you back, Frankie. You were doing so good, you are doing so good. Six months sober is a big fucking deal. I know you want to see them, I know you want to hold your baby, so why are you doing this?”

Covering the tears that were wetting his hands, Frankie answers honestly. “Rose doesn’t deserve this, neither does Jana. It’s best they get used to me being gone”

“Jesus, Frank…” Ben breathes in sharply, carefully considering his next course of action. “Don’t you see how that scares the shit out of me? I know I’m a mess, but I worry about you too, a lot. I can’t lose another friend… I know you’ve seen more loss than me, your mom, Fatima, Tom… please don’t do that to us. I know it’s selfish to ask…” Benny choked up, flopping back on the couch. “But I need you alive. Remember when we split up with Santi when we found Laci, and we spent those 30 something hours thinking he was dead… God I was a fucking mess. My life would be over if something happened to you guys, I’d never see a sober day in my life and I know… I know it’s not about me but I need you to understand, we love you, we love you so fucking much. Me, Will, Pope, Laci, Jana, Rose. Christ, Frank, Rosie adores you, you’re a great dad, you just need help”

Frankie leaned back with Ben, allowing Benny to rest his wet face on Frankie’s shoulder. “I’m sorry Ben, I am. I don’t want to hurt you guys, that’s why I said that shit to Santi, that’s why I abandoned Jana and Rose, I just… I don’t know if I can keep doing this…”

Benny took his hand. “You can, you’ve gone so fucking far already, you just have to let us in, not push us away…”

“I know… I’m gonna try, I promise.”

“I’ll talk to Jana and the guys. We’ll help you, you can always come stay with me or Will, and Santi and Lace when they don’t have foster kids. We’re not going to abandon you.”

A deep, steadying breath. “I’m not… I’m not ready to see Jana and Rose yet…”

Benny nodded against Frankies arm. “Okay, I’ll talk to her, I’ll handle it. She’ll understand, she always has. Everythings gonna be okay.”

Benny stayed with him that day and all night, until Frankie left for work in the morning, talking over things here and there. Benny was easy to talk to like that. When Frankie came home from his job shortly before 5:30, Benny’s jeep was replaced by Will’s truck. Just like, Will stayed through the next morning. Will didn’t have a big dramatic talk; Will was not dramatic.

“Did you try to kill yourself?”

“No”

“What do you need from me? Need to talk?”

“No, I just need your company”

“Done”

Everyone had rolls to play, and Will’s was not one to talk. He would, of course, if that’s what Frankie needed, but even if he did, it would be more along the lines of guided listening. No, Will was the pillar, and his part was to stay there with Frankie as much as he needed. Frankie appreciated Will’s silent company. It was a comfortable silence, to be sure. Occasionally, if Frankie found himself drift off into his thoughts, Will, ever observant, would ask “You good?”

“Yeah, just think’n, that’s all”

“Anything you wanna bounce off me?”

“Not right now, thanks”

“Alright, you let me know if you need to. Ran into the nurse again.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, Ben did some asking around, turns out she’s got a boyfriend”

“Oh damn, sorry to hear that”

“Yeah, but I knew him in high school, he’s a loser.”

“Still got a chance, man.”

Will was the kind of person you came to if you needed answers, a solution, to brainstorm ideas and to be told the honest truth. Sometimes, in recovery, people tiptoe around you. Will wouldn’t do that, but he wouldn’t be cruel either.

Will left that morning, and Frankie was surprised to find, not long after getting home, a gentle but firm knock on the door. He opened it to find Laci on his door step holding a few bags of groceries. He looked down at her, confused at the fact Santi wasn’t trailing her like a puppy as he usually did. He looked up to see Santi in his car, frowning. It wasn’t a ‘’fuck you, Frankie’ Frown, but more of his ever present concern whenever he left the girl anywhere.

“You gonna let me in, or are you gonna wait until I drop this milk on your toes”

“Oh-uh, sorry.”

Frankie moved aside, letting her walk to the kitchen she was familiar with after babysitting Rosie so much, and Frankie looked on. Ever stubborn, Santi stayed in the car. Frankie gave a little wave, which Santi returned, and after he closed the door, he heard Santi leave.

“I can’t believe Pope let you come here”

The blonde turned around as she set the groceries down, her face calm, but firm. He did something wrong. “Frankie, I love you, but I need all of you guys to stop acting like Santi makes the choices on where I go. He does not ‘let me’ do anything, okay?”

Frankie nodded, conceding to her. “You’re right, Manita, lo siento. I only meant that, considering what I said, I didn’t think Santi would drive you here.”

She relaxed at that, taking out the items from the reusable and placing them on the counter. “He knew if he didn’t take me, Ben or Will would.”

“Did he…” Frankie cleared his throat, a deep flush creeping on his face “Talk to you about that?”

She looked at him as she gathered the pans and utensils she needed. “About what you said? Yeah, after he tried to avoid it for hours” She shook her head with a smile. “Always trying to protect me, as if I haven't been called worse things than a cheater”

When Frankie had said those things, he knew it would get back to her, but in the clarity of sobriety from the booze Benny poured down the drain, the idea that she thought he thought those things of her… “No, Lace, I don’t think-”

Laci held out a hand, a soft smile on her face. “I know, Frankie. You were trying to get a rise out of Santi.”

Frankie nodded, dodging her eyes and looking ashamed. “I don’t think of you as that kind of person. I know you and Santi are in love, and I know Ben is your friend.”

Her smile grew at the mention of Santi’s love for her. “It’s okay, I swear. No hard feelings. Now, can you reach that pan on the top shelf?”

Frankie readily walked around the counter to reach for the desired item. “You don’t have to make anything, Laci”

“I know, but I want to. Look me in the eye and tell me you’ve eaten real food this week” She had him there. “That’s what I thought. Now, show me you onion chopping skills, because Ben’s gotten to the point he can out mince the best of us.”

Frankie smiled back at her sparkling blue eyes, gave her a kiss on the side of her head with a very quiet ‘thank you’ and went to work.

Laci didn’t make him talk either, opting to chatter away about the week. She told him how their first foster kid went, how despite having the baby for only a few hours, Laci already felt attached and wasn’t entirely sure she could do this long term. Laci had a difficult life, resulting in strong, fearful attachment to those she loved. This wasn’t always a good thing; before Santi, she had a myriad of abusive boyfriends and friendships that drained her of everything she had, everything she was after her brother’s death left her on her own.. Laci had attached to Rosie immediately the first day they met each other, and had quickly become an aunt to her, like Santi was her uncle. Frankie could imagine how having a kid for a few hours, nonetheless up to a week and then never seeing them again might be difficult on the girl, but she knew she was privileged with Santi’s money, and wanted to give back.

As she talked on about convincing Santi to get a cat, Frankie smiled, watching her cook. Frankie could absolutely see why Santi fell so deeply in love, and there was no doubt in his mind that had they met under different circumstances and Laci hadn’t been so dependent on him at the start, they would be no less in love now.

When night fell, Laci asked if she could stay over. Last summer, when Frankie lived with Santi and Laci for the earliest months of sobriety, Frankie often found himself awake on the couch. Laci, troubled with nightmares, would join him if she couldn’t sleep and Santi was out cold. Together, they’d watch late night shitty TV and infomercials together. Tonight, they recreated that until Laci fell asleep on the couch and he covered her in a blanket. He woke up to Laci cooking him breakfast, handing him a plate before saying goodbye and heading out the door.

That evening, he wondered if Ben would be back and just have a rotation of people watching him, but was surprised when Santi let himself into the house.

Frankie blinked at him. “Hey man.”

Shuffling where he stood with his hands in his pockets, Santi looked like he was considering his words. “Hey”

“Are you uh… next on addict duty?” He joked lightly.

There was a pause as Santi’s face still, then the tell tale sign of him biting back a laugh before his face split into a wide grin. “Jesus” He chuckled.

Frankie laughed along with him for a moment before they settled into silence, some of the tension eased.

“I’m sorry, you know I’m sorry. I don’t think those things about her”

“I know, she wouldn’t have been over if we thought you did”

“I don’t…” Frankie took a big breath, stepping a bit closer. “I don’t think those things about you, either. I don’t think you’re taking advantage of her.”

Santi closed him eyes, taking a deep breath. “Yeah, yeah I know. I shouldn’t have reacted like that.”

He shook his head. “No, you were right to, I-”

“Frank.” Santi interrupted. “You’re wrists were still bloody, I should’ve been more patient.”

“You stayed, though. You didn’t leave me.”

Santi visably softened, closing the gap and wrapping his brother in a hug that Frankie readily returned. “Never gonna leave, Francisco. You can’t get rid of me if you tried”

They watched Tv together, talking as if nothing had happened.

“So Laci convinced you to get a cat?”

“Yeah,” Santi chuckled. “Therapist thought it would be good for her, she really loves it.”

Frankie simply nodded.

Santi shuffled before his next words. “We wanna have a baby”

Francisco never turned so damn fast. “What? You haven't even been dating a year”

“Well, we��re not having a kid right now. She’s got an appointment with a doctor, we don’t even know if she can have kids after everything. Plus, he’s still pretty underweight, gotta make sure her body can handle that sort of thing”

Frankie calmed down a bit. He loved Laci, but a kid right now seemed fast.

“Besides” Santi continued with a smirk. “I gotta propose first.”

There was that fast turn again, he nearly cracked his neck. “Pope!” He said with a smile. Despite his reservations about jumping in, he couldn’t help but be happy for his friends..

Santi grinned. “I got a ring already, I just gotta figure out how to do it.”

Laci was having a sleepover with Benny so that Santi could stay the night. Although Laci staying over at Ben’s or vice versa wasn’t uncommon, Laci and Santiago spending more than one night apart was. This would be the most nights in a row they’d spent apart since Santi, Will and Frankie went to St. Louis that summer. Santi had often expressed how much better he slept with her rather than alone, prompting Frankie to joke.

“You need me to cuddle you tonight so you don’t miss her too much?”

“Oh ha, ha, ha” Santi grumbled, settling himself into the couch with a blanket, since Rosie's room only had her bed.

After a pause, Frankie continued. “Come on, you’re not sleeping on the couch. I’m not cuddling yuh, though.”

With a grin, Santi joined him. Although the pair shared plenty of beds and tents over the years, somehow, this reminded Frankie of their childhood. The two of them were often left alone in their younger years, sometimes all day if Santi’s mom was working multiple shifts and Fatima was working her job to keep the family alive. As a result, it wasn’t entirely out of the ordinary for Santiago and Frankie to stay together overnight alone when Frankie’s dad was too high or drunk to function. Frankie was forever grateful to the Garcia’s for taking him in, another mouth to feed and sometimes clothe when his dad was on a bender, he’d never have graduated and might not have survived without them. For years, him and Santi were constantly together, only separated by the military when they joined and were stationed separately. Still, fate had other plans, and when the special ops team Santi joined needed a pilot, Santi went to bat for him, scoring him a position on the team, and once again they were reunited. Santi was a brother in all senses but blood and he owed everything to him. His life, in multiple ways, but also Jana and Rosie; Santi introduced them, after all, when Frankie visited Santi in Fort Stewart. Through everything, no matter what, Santi stayed by his side.

When Santi left that morning, he asked if Frankie was ready to see the girls, and Frankie hesitantly agreed. He wasn’t entirely sure if he was ready, if he ever would be, but if he was going to be a dad, he couldn’t just choose it when it was convenient.

When the knock came at the end of Frankie’s day, Frankie rushed to the door to find an exceedingly rare sight. Jana, dressed in gray sweats and a flannel, crying, holding a fussy Rose in her arms. Jana almost never cried. And worst of all, she looked angry.

“Jan-”

“I have been standing out here for twenty minutes, waiting to stop crying before I knock, because I didn’t want you to see me like this, i didn’t want you to feel bad, but I don’t think it’s stopping”

Frankie looked on pathetically, wanting so badly to hold her, wipe away the tears.

Jana let out a frustrated growl. “I stitched up your wrists two weeks ago, and I have not had a damn minute to breathe or process it since then! You abandon me when I needed you to take your daughter, thank fucking god Will came for her, and thank god Laci and Jacob could watch her while I worked, but god dammit, for two weeks, two weeks! I didn’t eat, and I haven't slept because every time I lay down, all I can see is you covered in blood. And I know, I know I can’t be angry, I shouldn’t be angry because this isn’t about me-”

“Jana, no-”

She threw up the arm that wasn’t holding Rose. “But I am! And I know I shouldn’t, but I’m hurt, I’m frustrated, I’m tired and I’m scared, Francisco. I’m terrified!” Jana wiped tears from her dark skin, brown eyes flashing angrily, but so, so sad. “I’m so fucking scared and I’ve been scared for years as I watched you get worse, and worse, and worse and then that night happened and you say it wasn’t an attempt, but it very well could’ve ended with you DEAD!” Jana screamed, before Rosie started crying, already cranky, and Jana immediately nuzzled Rose to her chest, face contorting in pain as she held her daughter and Frankie watched on helplessly. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry mija” She stroked her hair.

“Here, let me” Frankie reached out for Rosie, who Jana gave up to him, and Rose clung desperately to her dad.

Jana watched on as Rosie quieted down. “She’s been cranky all week. She missed her daddy…” taking a deep breath, she calmed herself a bit, although the long-built up tears didn’t stop. “She needs a nap. Can you put her down? I need… I need to take a minute”

“Yeah” Frankie nodded frantically, holding Rosa tightly. “I’m sorry, for everything, I-”

Jana shut her eyes tightly. “Can we talk in a bit? You talk to her first, I need… I need to go run or something.”

“Yeah, yeah querida, do what you have to, I’ll get her too sleep.”

With a kiss on Rosie’s head, and a sad smile to Frankie, Jana pulled out her airpods and immediately went on a run. She wasn’t kidding about that.

Frankie walked inside, taking Rose to her room, but he didn’t want to let go of her yet. He sat in the rocking chair Will made and upholstered for her baby shower, holding her so fucking tight as he began crying. “I’m so sorry, baby girl”

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ITS BAAAACCKKKKKKKK sorry this took like a month. I was going through some stuff, peronally, then I had to finish Sunshine, starlight, sweetheart, brightside and get the next part of Awakening out (Bi santi!!!!) THEN I GOT FUCKING STUCK SO BAD IT WASN'T COMING TO ME had to change things around a bit, thank you to my love @welcometostayingawake for helping <3

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