#I'M FUCKING HAPPY AND CRYING THEN I'M FUCKING LAUGHING WITH TEARS OF JOY AND I'M FUCKING JUMP MY ASS OFF

[adm-starblitzsteel-4305]

Me after watching the second trailer of GxK:

HOLD MY BEER GUYS CUZ......

SHE'S HERE!!!!!!!!!!

I KNEW IT!!!!!!!! IT'S MOTHRA!!!!!!!!!!!! LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

[tgcg]

both of them

TG: im the worlds first playtime rapper

TG: my name is lil homie giggle

TG: they subjected me to a lethal dose of whimsy radiation during childhood in an experiment gone horribly silly

TG: im hopelessly addicted to running around and play wrestling and eating ice cream at the park

TG: this is my cohort in living laughing and loving

TG: my apprentice and tanglebuddy

CG: M.C. HUGBUMP.

CG: MY LIPS ARE PERMANENTLY CONTORTED INTO A LACKADAISICAL GRIN SO MAGICAL THAT THE UNTRAINED EYE CAN'T FUCKING PERCEIVE OF IT.

CG: MY LAUGHTER LEVELS CITIES IN A CATEGORY 10 HAPPINESS EVENT.

TG: he went to the blood bank and all they found inside was cherry slushy

CG: EVERY TIME SOMEONE BUMPS OUR RAPS, I PERSONALLY TEAR THEIR SOULS OUT OF THEIR BODIES AND TICKLE THEIR METAPHYSICAL SHAME GLOBES WITH THE MOST ILLICIT OF MERRYMAKING TUNES.

CG: MY SOUND IS SO EXPLOSIVELY GIDDY THAT ALL WHO WITNESS CAN'T HOLD BACK THE FOUNTAIN OF RAINBOW BILE CONGEALING IN THEIR SQUAWK GAPERS. OPEN THE FUNGATES AND WASH ME AWAY, LAY ME ADRIFT IN PSYCHEDELIC SODA BUBBLES AND PARTY FRACTALS.

TG: were out here putting the ill in silly

TG: playas in the way we love to monkey around

TG: and when we rap we drop goddamn party grenades

CG: AND EACH NIGHT, AFTER LEAVING THE STUDIO AND SKIPPING ALL THE WAY TO OUR HIVE, WE ENTRENCH OURSELVES IN A CUDDLE FUDDLE SO FUCKING FROLICSOME THAT THE NEIGHBORS ARE TOO BUSY CRYING OF JOY TO CALL THE FUN POLICE.

TG: fun police cant even handle these levels of delight they can call in backup all they want

TG: we just play games with em

CG: I'M BRANDISHING A GAME OF YAHTZEE LIKE A LETHAL WEAPON.

TG: doesnt even know how to play but hes got spirit a fucking plenty

CG: I AM THE KNIGHT OF GOOD.

TG: i am the knight of smile

CG: HE'S PLAYING PATTY CAKE WITH YOUR HUMAN MOMMY EVERY NIGHT.

TG: hes wanted in every state for funny laundering and assault on police officers

CG: AND WE JUST GOT SIGNED

TG: to pickles records

[mimicmimikyuwrites]

A New Beginning - Lucifer (Hazbin Hotel) x Fem!Reader

Summary: The birth of your daughter with Lucifer brings some of his fears to the surface as he meets her for the first time, but you're there to help him.

Contents/Possible Warnings: Fluff, some angst, but mostly fluff

The moment she came into the world you knew you'd always love her. Your sweet baby girl looked a lot like her father, and while she had gotten your eyes, everything else seemed to have come from Lucifer. She had the most stunning golden hair you had ever seen, and the lighter streaks of blonde running through it only added to her beauty. Her chubby little cheeks were the most adorable shade of a bright, rosy red, and when she smiled you felt a happiness stronger than you had ever experienced before.

She was perfect.

"God, she looks so much like Charlie when she was born." Gently leaning over, Lucifer held out a finger, and your daughter grabbed onto it, curious eyes looking up at him. "Hi, my baby," he cooed, gently taking her from you, and holding her in his arms. "You're so precious."

You melted at the sight, a warmth filling you as you watched the scene in front of you. He was being careful with her, almost as if he was afraid she'd break at any moment, and the soft way he spoke to her made you fall in love with him all over again. You had always thought you made the right choice all those months ago when you asked him to have a baby with you, and your belief only grew as you looked at them.

"Darling?" Lucifer asked you. "Are you crying?"

You sniffled, nodding in response. It was beautiful. The two loves of your life in front of you had brought you to tears of joy. You loved them so, so much. "I'm just so happy, Lucifer. You're such a great dad."

Your husband looked away, avoiding your gaze, smiling sadly. "I'm not—I could've–" He sighed, unable to find the words. He handed her back to you, and you tilted your head slightly in confusion as he took a few steps back and began to nervously fidget with his cane.

"I could've done better with Charlie." He looked at your baby, the same sad, pained smile on his face. "I'm probably going to fuck up with this one, too." He let out a small, humorless, bitter laugh. You frowned.

"Lucifer, honey." You motioned for him to come closer, and he did, letting you hold his face in one of your hands. "Not all of it's your fault, okay?" You reassured him. He had told you about Lilith, and how she would distance him from Charlie, and how that ultimately helped lead up to his current, rocky father-daughter relationship with her.

He fought back tears. "I–I know you're not Lilith, but–fuck—I'm scared that the same thing's gonna happen, or that I'll screw up some other way. I want to be a good father. I need to be a good father. For her."

"And you will be." You promised. "I can already tell how much you love her, and I know you'll do an amazing job. Think of this as a new beginning for you. A chance to do even better."

He frowned, still filled with self-doubt, but nodded in agreement. This would be a new start for him, and he wouldn't waste his chance. His frown turned into a grin as your daughter reached out her tiny hands towards him, wanting to be held by her father again, and he gladly took her from you.

"Oh!" He said suddenly, letting out a small laugh as he realized something. "We never gave her a name!" He was right. Amid all the emotions, both good and bad, you had both managed to forget about her name.

"What should we—"

"Stella." You decided, cutting him off. She was your little star, your bright light in the darkness, and the cosmic-themed name fit her excellently. A wonderful name for the wonderful little girl you had brought into the world.

"Stella." He said, testing the name out. "I like it." He smiled down at her. "I'll be the best dad you could ever ask for, Stella. I promise."

You knew he wouldn't let her down. She was his new beginning, and he'd stay true to his word.

[qrrieterisunnq]

his biggest secrete - Quinn Hughes

quinn!hughes x zegras!reader Summary: You are at the lake house with the Hughes brothers, Trevor, and their friends. One night you all decide to go to the club. Thinking this will be another great night with boys until some guy ruins it revealing your secret. request: yes/no A/N: okay, finally there is the fic I published twice by mistake. I hope you'll like it, i know nobody probably read my talks so, just enjoy it. I'm so sorry it took so long, I didn't have much time. likes are good, reblogs are better <3 gif not mine word count: 5,59K warning(s): yelling, angry Trevor, crying, angst, mad Quinn, hitting, fights, fluff Quinn, unedited, mentions of rape, MINORS DNI - 18+ content below the cut

masterlist | wip's

Tapping lightly at the steering wheel of your car to the rhythm of the song playing on the radio, you shift the gear, to make your car drive faster.

You’ve been driving for half an hour now, enjoying the breathtaking nature of Michigan. You spent every summer, for the past twenty years, in the lake house with the Hughes brothers. Your parents were great friends with Ellen and Jim, so they took you there every time. You have here even your room since you spent there all summer.

With a smile, you turn to the street where is their house located. As you reached the house, you parked your car on the driveway. As soon as you step out of the car, a pair of hands wrapped around your waist spinning you.

You squeal from surprise laughing, just like the person holding you. As soon as your feet touch the ground again, to turn around only to meet the youngest brother, Luke.

“Lukey!” pulling him in a hug, you rest your head on his chest, breathing in his scent.

“Hey Buba!” he whispers in your hair, planting their kiss. “I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too, Lu.” you pull away only to be pulled in another hug, this time from Jack, who spins with you and places you on the hood of your car, laughing.

“Hey, little Zegras,” he smiles brightly kissing your cheek. “How was your ride?” he steps between your legs, Luke sitting next to you.

“Great, but the flight was terrible,” you chuckle. They both look at you, signaling for you to continue. “I was sitting in the seat at the aisle right and next to me was some guy, who was all the flight looking at me and touching me. It was creepy.” you sigh looking them in the eyes.

“You should tell that to the flight attendant,” Luke says, anger in his voice.

“Yeah, but you know I don’t like talking to people I don’t know.” I shrug my shoulders.

Before Jack can say anything Trevor shoves him away, and pulls me in a hug. I wrap my legs around his waist, hugging him tightly. One of his hands is resting on your back and the other is on your head, pulling you tightly to him.

“I’ve missed you so fucking much, sis,” he whispers in your ear, kissing the side of your head, his lips staying there for a while. You snuck your head closer to his neck tear sliding down your cheek.

“I missed you too, Trev. So much,” you whisper tilting your head to look him in the eyes. Smile covering his lips his eyes shining with joy and happiness. He bends down pressing a soft kiss to your lips as he always does. You lean your forehead on him, enjoying the moment with your brother whom you haven’t seen in almost a year.

“Okay, get down, you getting heavy,” he whines letting go of your head and back, you slide down on the ground, his hand swinging around your shoulders hugging you again.

You breathe in his scent, reminding you of the home. The smell of his perfume and his masculinity.

“Oh, look who finally honored us with their presence,” a deep voice comes from the house door. We all turn to the sound of his voice.

And there he really is the one and only guy who owns my heart. Smirk playing on his lips, his hair messy as it always is, my hand aching to run through these curls.

A smile immediately forms on your lips as you make your way to him, trying to be as casual as possible so that your brother and the boys don’t get any suspicions.

As soon as you’re in front of him, you’re pulled into his warm presence, your face dug into his chest feeling his heart racing quickly. You titled my head resting it in the crock of his neck, placing here small kiss, as you made sure no one saw it.

“I missed you, love, it’s been the longest week in my life and I’m not counting the roadies,” he whispered making me chuckle.

“I missed you too Q. I love you,” you whisper so no one hears us.

“I love you too.” he smiles before he pulls away, so guys don’t get suspicious.

“Hey Quinn, leave her alone, it’s our time with her, you have her in Vancouver all to yourselves, so let her enjoy her time with us,” Luke growls at him playfully pulling you away from him.

“Yeah, but she’s on the other side of the town, so I get to see her once in week.” he protests pulling you closer. The funny thing is that you have seen each other every single day since you lived together. You, well Quinn, bought an apartment in the middle of the town so you have it close to college and he to the training, but of course guys don’t know about it.

“And we see her only two months in a year and the few games we play against you or near Vancouver,” Jack says this time earning a grimace from Quinn.

“Okay, okay, I think I’ll take a nap after the flight and then we can go on the lake, hmm?” you raise an eyebrow at them with a smile on your face.

It’s amazing to see your family again. You missed them during the whole season.

They all nod, taking care of your luggage, as you make your way to your room.

“You can place them there in the corner,” I point at the place next to my table. I’ll unpack it later, I’m not in the mood to do it.

You pop down on the bed, bouncing on it slightly. When all your luggage is in place, boys stand in front of you with smiles on their faces.

“What?” you laugh looking at them confused.

“Nothing,” they say at the same time. Trev bends down kissing your forehead.

“Take a nap, come to us when you wake up, okay.” he smiles down at you.

“I sure will.” you laugh. As soon as they leave you get off the bed, taking out clothes to change into. You take off your shirt and bra, only to change into your blue bikini and Trevor’s long shirt. You slip off your shorts and panties, changing into the same bikini panties.

With a smile on my lips, you lay down under the blanket. you open your phone and send a quick text to Quinn before you drift to sleep.

Dove - come to me, make sure guys don’t get suspicious. I’m waiting.💖😏

In a few minutes, strong arms sneak around your waist pulling you into their hard hot chest. You hummed in comfort pressing your ass in their groin, knowing very well, that the person behind you is Quinn.

“Hi, my little dove,” he whispered in my ear, planting small kisses down your neck.

“Hey, Quinny,” you mumble, a smile playing on your lips.

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“Y/n! Get your big ass in here!!” Trevor shouts from the living room. You’re still in your room, getting ready for today’s night. They made up their minds you have to go to the bar today, so right now, you’re standing in front of your mirror putting on your lip gloss.

Muffled voices from the living room, before your doors open, revealing your hot-ass-boyfriend standing there in a white button-up shirt and grey pants. The first three buttons on his shirt are undone revealing his collarbones.

You smile at him through the mirror, while he’s checking me out.

“Take a picture, it will last longer.” you tease him, swaying your hips seductively.

“You look stunning, my little dove,” he whispered.

“Thank you. You don’t look bad yourself,” you smirk at him. Placing the lip gloss on your table, you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him down to you for a quick kiss.

“We have to go, baby. Guys are impatient,” he smirks, placing a soft kiss on your lips. With a smile, you take your phone and purse, where you will in a matter of minutes carry all of their phones.

“Finally!” Jack exclaims. “What took you so long?”

“How do you think I turn myself into this? It takes some time to look like this,” you say in a ‘duh’ tone, making them chuckle. You look at Trevor whose eyes are already on you, his brows furrowed together. “What?” you look at him with confusion written all over your face.

“Nothing, but you could take longer dress.” he points out. You are wearing a black long-sleeved spaghetti dress that ends in the middle of your tights, showing your medusa tattoo.

“Trevor,” you sigh, pulling the dress over the tattoo. “I’m trying to forget about it. It doesn’t help me that you remind me about it.” you swallow hard looking down at your tattoo.

“I’m sorry y/n.”

“Fine, end of your siblings’ love! We have a party to attend!” Luke yells, changing the topic of our conversation.

“Who’s driving?” you look around. Your eyes linger on your hot-ass boyfriend who is already looking at you with a smirk on his lips.

“Me, I won’t drink, I’m not in the mood, besides, someone has to take care of these two.” he points at Jack and Luke, who look at him offended.

“Hey, what are you talking about?” Luke looks at him offended.

“You know exactly, what he’s talking about,” you cock your brow at him. He sticks his tongue out.

“Okay! I think it’s time to take off.” Quinn sighs pushing us out of the house.

As soon as you are out, Trevor runs to Quinn’s car, standing next to the passenger doors, already holding the handle.

“No,” Q shakes his head when he sees what is Trevor up to. “You’re sitting in the back with these two. That’s y/n’s seat,” he says shoving him away and opening the door for me.

Your cheeks reddening at his gesture. You sit in, sending a smirk to Trevor.

“Bitch.” he mouths at me. You love it when Trevor is trying to be mean to you.

“Ass.” you mouth back, grinning. Jack and Luke are already sitting in the back, bickering over something. Trevor sits behind you, kicking in your seat like a kid. Quinn sits down behind the steering wheel, starting the engine.

With a smile, you connect your phone with the car, playing your summer playlist, you made two years ago when you and Luke were bored.

After ten minutes, were at the place. Killing the engine, Quinn steps out, just like the three in the back seat. you stay in the car for a while to reapply your lip gloss. When you’re done, and ready to get out, the doors open, revealing a large hand. You look up, your eyes meeting with big blue eyes, that belong to your lovely man. You smile at him, placing your hand in his, letting him help you get out of the car.

You look around realizing, the boys are already inside the bar, so it doesn’t surprise you, when his hands wrap around your waist, pulling you to him.

“Hi.” I grinning at him, wrapping my arms around his neck.

“Hi,” he smiles pulling me even closer. “You look stunning, little dove.” I smile up at him, my fingers playing with the hair on his neck.

“Thank you, you look good too, but we shouldn’t be doing this, someone sees us, and my brother will find out, just like yours.” You sigh but pull him closer to you to rest your forehead on his.

“I know, love, but I need to kiss you. I don’t know if I’m able to keep you as a secret anymore. I want the whole world to know you my fucking woman. No one else.” he whispers, nudging his nose in yours.

“Can you wait till the weekend? I want some time with you. To enjoy the adrenalin we have when we sneak around.” you grin at him, as your lips graze his in slow motions while you talk.

“I think I can do that,” he smiles against your lips, giving it a quick peck, before he steps aside. You two make your way in the bar.

You look around, catching a glimpse of Luke’s hair in the box near you. You nudged Quinn, pointing to the place where they are. He nods his head, his hand making its way to my lower back as he leads us to them.

“What took you so long?” Trevor eyes us, his brows furrowed in sharp v. His eyes land on Quinn’s hand, which is still placed on my lower back.

I act like nothing’s going on when our eyes meet and answer his question. “I was reapplying my lipgloss and Quinn waited on me.” I shrug sitting down next to him, Quinn takes a seat opposite to me, at the end of the bench next to Jack.

“Okay. What do you want for drinking?” Trevor looks at me after a while. Jack and Quinn are bickering over something, Luke is on his phone texting with someone.

“I don’t know. Margarita or Tequila sunrise.”

“Okay, I’m going to get it. Guys, you wanna beer?” Trev shouts, Jack and Luke nod sending him a thankful smile. “You wanna water or a non-alcoholic drink?”

“You can get me a mojito,” Quinn says after a short while. Trev nods nudging your legs so he can get out. You let him out, then sat more in the middle of the bench.

Even though you’re planning on dancing later you want your drink first.

You can feel Quinn’s eyes on you as you scroll on your Instagram. After a while, you raise your gaze to meet his beautiful blue eyes.

“What?” you cock your brow at him. He shakes his head biting his lower lips as his eyes travel down your neck as they land on your cleavage.

“Stop it.” you mouth. There is no point in yelling, the music is so loud he wouldn’t hear, and no one would.

His smirk grows wide but disappears when Trevor appears next to you, you’re in front of you.

“Thank you.” You shout in his ear so he hears it. He nods his head, kissing your temple.

You sip from your drink, by the taste figuring out it’s Tequila sunrise. You let out a groan enjoying the taste.

When you’re halfway down the cocktail you stand up, the attention of the boys on you.

“I’m going dance,” you yell in Trevor’s ear. He nods and lets you out. You make your way to the dance floor, swaying your hips on the way there.

You sway your hips to the beat of the music, your hands trailing down your sides, enjoying the freedom you have, the loud music vibrating through your body.

You love parties, not because of the alcohol, but because of the freedom to dance the way you want. After the rape, you were unable to go to any party or any bar. You felt like everyone knew what happened to you and would judge you.

But now, two years after the rape, you have a boyfriend who loves you so much, family and friends who helped you through and most likely you have yourself and that’s all you need.

You’re pulled out of your thoughts by two hands sneaking around your waist. You place you hands on them thinking it’s one of the guys, but the hairs on them make you realize it’s none of them.

Abruptly you turn around meeting with a pair of green eyes. You try to get out of his hold, but his hands tighten around your his, drawing you closer to him.

“Get off of me.” You yell at him, trying to get out, but you have no chance against him. He’s 6 feet something by the way you have to tilt your head back.

“Oh, come on, you were enjoying it, the whole time.” he leans into you whispering the words in your ear.

“Let me go.” you try again, your eyes starting to tear, this time grabbing his hand and shoving the from your hips, but his grip tightens even more, causing you to hiss from the pain, tears sliding down your cheeks.

In the moment he’s shoved away from you and you pulled in a hug. Your eyes land on furious Quinn punching the guy in the face as Trevor and Jack try to get him off the guy while Luke holds you in his arms.

As soon as Trevor and Jack manage to pull Quinn

off of the guy he storms towards you, pulling you in a bone-crushing hug. You snuggle your head in his chest, a sob leaving your mouth.

“It’s okay, babe. I’ve got you. Nothing’s gonna happen to you.” he says in your ear, as he pulls you more into him.

“I-I thought it’s o-one you.” you cry in his chest clinging onto him.

“Shh,” he whispers, placing hands on your cheeks as he leans down to kiss you.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?” Trevor shouts from behind you, forcing you to step away from Quinn. As soon as you were away from him, Trevor’s fist collided with Quinn’s face, causing him to stumble backward.

“Trevor!” you shout in disbelief standing in front of Quinn.

“Move, y/n,” he growls looking down at you. You shook your head, tears running down your cheeks, making his eyes soften as he unclenched his fists.

“We should go out,” Jack says looking around at the people looking at you.

“Yeah, that’s a great idea.” Luke joins him, pushing you all out of the bar.

As soon you’re out of the bar, Trevor’s hand grabs your arm, pulling you away from Quinn who’s surrounded by his brothers.

“What were you thinking?! Sleeping with my friend behind my back?” he hisses at you through his teeth.

“It’s not like th-” you try to say, but he won’t let me finish my sentence before he starts talking again.

“Don’t even try! I’m not blind, I saw how he looked at you the whole night I just thought I was making it in my mind,” he says, his hand tightening around your arm. “I want you to end it. I don’t care if you just fuck or whatever, end it, now,” he says before he let you and makes his way to Quinn. “And YOU! I thought we were clear about the rules. Never sleep with my SISTER! You promised you would take care of her while I’m not with her, not to fucking FUCK HER!” he shouts at him, his fist landing on Quinn’s nose this time.

“Trevor!” You shout in shock, running to Quinn who holds his nose, blood dripping on the ground.

“For fuck’s sake, what is wrong with YOU!” You shout out tears start to form at the edge of your eyes. In every situation, that someone is mad because of you, it’s hard for you to hold tears in. Jack and Luke are Holding Trevor so you can take a look at Quinn’s nose.

As you grab his face in your palms, you hear how’s Trevor trying to get out of the hold of Jack and Luke. You raise Quinn’s head, his nose covered in blood just like his mouth and chin. Tears now running down your cheeks as you reach into your purse pulling out tissues to wipe out the blood.

“Y/n,” Quinn’s voice comes out as a whisper but you ignore it as you wipe out the blood. “Baby,” he whispered taking hold of your hand with the one that wasn’t covered in blood. “Hey, don’t cry,” he whispers looking into your eyes with a pleading look. “It’s nothing. I’m okay.”

“Don’t fucking talk to her!” Trevor’s voice comes from behind you. You turn slightly behind you, only to catch a glimpse of fuming mad Trevor who’s still trying to get to us.

“I will talk to her as much as I want and whenever I want for fuck’s sake. She’s my girlfriend.”

Quinn says making himself clear and loud.

“And she’s my sister!” Trevor says this time in a calmer voice as he sees the tears on my cheeks.

“Okay! Both of you stop! Can we go home and do this at home? People are watching!” you sigh not daring to look at the people shooting us glances.

Trevor looks around sighing at the sight of at least ten people watching us and whispering. He nods and strips out of the boy’s hold before he makes his way to the car. You turn back to Quinn wiping away the rest of the blood so he looks normal when he drives us home. You pull out two tampons from your purse.

“No, you won’t do that!” Quinn states as soon as he sees what you’re holding.

“Yes, I will. Now please shut up,” you say uncompromisingly opening the tampons and sticking them in his nose holes.

“I look ridiculous,” he sighs shaking his head. Luke came to us, letting out a chuckle as soon as he saw Quinn. “Oh shut up Moosey!” he shoves him away, grabbing your hand and leading you to his car, where’s already Jack and Trevor.

Trevor clenches his hands in fists as soon as he sees our intertwined fingers. You try to let go of his hand, but Quinn tightens his hold on your signaling you to not.

You know he’s done hiding, but you don’t know if he realizes that he’s just provoking Trevor or is aware of it. You squeeze his hand, smiling at him. He opens the car letting us all in.

As we all sit in the car, uncomfortable silence surrounds us. Trevor sends death glares to Quinn through the review mirror.

This is going to be a long ride.

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“Trevor, can you please listen to me!” you shot at him when he got out of the car pacing to the house. You run out of the car after him.

‘I don’t wanna listen to any of the shit you want to tell me,” he yells making you flinch. “You are sneaking behind my back with my best friend, like some whore!” as soon as the words left his mouth, guilty is written all over his face. “Y/n I-I didn’t mea-”

“Yes, you did,” you choke out feeling the tears sliding down your cheeks again, for the third time tonight. “You meant it and you know you did,” you swallow the sob in your throat as you take a deep breath. “I-I know it wasn’t right to not tell you right away, but I was afraid you would react this way.”

“Fuck, y/n I really didn’t mean to say that,” he whisper, his hands running through his hair.

“You did, Trevor. You meant it. You know you wouldn’t say it if you didn’t mean it. And I hope you realize I don’t deserve these words.” you say before you make your way upstairs to your room.

As soon as you’re in your room, you lock the door, and let out a sigh. The tears spilled over the edge and ran their way down the cheeks. You let out the sob you were holding in, the whole time you were talking to Trevor.

You lay down on the bed and curl up in a ball, letting the sobs out.

Ever since you and Quinn started dating, you knew Trevor would react badly, but you had no idea that he would react this badly.

You know you should’ve told him, that you and Quinn are a thing but you were afraid of how he would react, and what would he do. And you were right.

You don’t know how long you’ve been lying here with your thoughts, but a light knock on your door interrupted me.

“Baby, it’s me,” Quinn’s quiet voice sends shivers down your spine, and another sob escapes your mouth. “Can I come in?” he asks, his voice calm and sweet.

“It’s locked,” you whisper, knowing he probably didn’t hear it.

“Y/n, baby, please, open the door,” he sighs when he tries to open the door. “I want to be here for you!” he pleads. You can imagine the pout he has on his face.

With a sigh, you wrap yourself up in the blanket as you make your way to the door unlocking it. The door swings open and you are embraced with a tight hug.

He wraps his hands around your shoulders and neck to keep you in him. You wrap your hands around his waist, as a sob escapes your throat.

“Shh, it’s okay,” he whispers, smoothing your hair. “Trevor will cool down by tomorrow and we’ll talk to him, okay?” You nod your head, breathing in his scent. “I love you, baby,” he whispers in your ears.

“I love you too,” I murmured in his chest. He pulls away from me, leading me to bed and lying down with me.

“Go sleep, baby, we’ll deal with this tomorrow.” he kissed my forehead, tucking me more into him. I don’t really know how long we’ve been lying until my eyes closed and I fell asleep.

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The next morning, you’re sitting at the table with the three brothers. Trevor is still sleeping, which is normal, he won’t be up until ten.

You’re sitting next to Quinn, who has his left hand placed on your tight, as his thumb draws small circles on your skin. It’s his habit. He learns that it helps you when you are nervous, but I think sometimes, when he does it, it’s more for him, to keep him calm and less nervous.

When you woke up, Quinn wasn’t in bed. You panicked, that maybe Trevor saw him, and something happened. You quickly got out of my bed and headed down, only to find the three brothers making breakfast.

You’ve to say they overdone themselves. This is the best breakfast you had in a week. Quinn’s usually the one who cooks, which is perfect because you’d be able to burn your whole kitchen. But because he came here a week earlier than you, you were left home alone with a small amount of food, so you were stuck with take-out and KFC.

“I…uhm…I have to ask you, okay,” Luke blurts out in the silence just in the moment when you shove another bite in your mouth. “How…how have you two…you two been a thing?” he asks pointing between us with a fork.

You and Quinn share a glance before he clears his throat. “Uhm, we’ve been together since the end of the last season.” Jack’s and Luke’s jaws drop.

“So, that’s why you had that little talk with Jamie?” Jack’s face light up with realization, as you’re in confusion. You turn your head at Quinn who’s sending diggers to Jack.

“What talk?” you ask, your full attention on Quinn as you let go of his hand. He scratches the back of his neck, letting out a nervous laugh.

“Oh it was nothing, just told him to stop acting like an asshole when he’s around you, that you’re not interested.” he shrugged, looking down at his plate.

“Really, Quinn?” giggle escapes your mouth. “You were jealous? Why? You know me and Jamie are just friends. Seriously he flirts with everything that has boobs and pussy.” placing your hand on his tight you give it a squeeze.

“I know, but we were together for two months and I was scared, okay?” he says looking deep into your eyes. You just nod, because you know that Quinn hates talking about his feelings in front of other people.

You were about to ask, what’s today’s plan, when Trevor’s figure stops in the doorframe. His eyes roam the room before they land on your hand on Quinn’s tight. You know you should’ve probably taken it off, but what’s the matter when he already knows?

He cleared his throat looking up at Quinn’s face. The bridge of his nose is purple, and the bruise abound his left eye is starting to show up.

“I’m…ugh…I’m sorry how I reacted, yesterday,” he mumbled looking at Quinn.

“‘S okay, I should’ve expected it,” Quinn nods with a small smile on his lips.

“Yeah, well, can we maybe talk about it after breakfast?” this time his eyes divert to yours.

You look away and nod. “But if you wanna act like an overprotective asshole, then I have nothing to tell you.” you look him dead in the eyes.

“I won’t,” shakes his head. You nod signaling him to sit down and eat.

The rest of the breakfast was silent, only quiet whispers between Luke and Jack about hockey. When you all are done with breakfast, you take the plates and make your way to the kitchen. You place them in the sink, preparing yourself to wash them. You know you can simply put them in the dishwasher, but you don’t want to have that conversation with Trevor.

“Y/n,” speaking of the devil, Trevor’s voice sounds from behind you as you stop in your movements. “Can we please talk?” he let out a sigh, you can hear his bare feet hitting the floor as he makes his way to you.

“Yeah, I just do the dishes,” you mumble as you want to continue washing, but his hands stop you, catching yours.

“The dishes can wait,” he sighs when he turns you around, but your eyes look anywhere but him. “Please?” you finally look up at him, the desperation in his eyes clear.

“Fine,” you dry your hands and walk over to the table where is Quinn still sitting, this time with the phone in his hand. “But you will listen and won’t say a word until we’re done, are we clear?” you look at him as you sit down next to Quinn, who puts the phone down as soon as he sees me.

“Okay.”

You look at Quinn asking him silently if he wants to start. He turns his head back to Trevor who’s already looking at him.

“Okay, first of all, I love your sister and I won’t leave her just because you don’t like we’re together,” Quinn states firmly making no room for Trevor to argue. “And second, I’m sorry, that I broke the rule, but you can’t control who you love.”

Trevor’s eyes wander to you, asking you silently if it’s true.

“I love him too, Trev. And you know how much I hated your stupid rules since the beginning.” you sigh, feeling the rock fall from your shoulders as you finally tell him.

“I don’t want to say that I can imagine how you feel, so I won’t, but believe me, when I tell you, that your sister is the woman of my life,” Quinn confesses. Your eyes grow wider at the words that left his mouth. You know that Quinn loves you more than himself and hockey, but hearing it come in this way, felt different.

Trevor nods, looking at me. “How long…when did you two..?” he stumble over his words not knowing how to ask.

“Year, since the end of the last season,” you say, taking a hold of Quinn’s hand. He interlock his fingers with yours placing your hands in his lap.

Trevor’s eyes went wide and his mouth opened and closed in shock. He stands up, and one of his hands goes to his jaw as he stands in front of the glass door.

You look at Quinn as you stand up, he lets go of your hand and gives you a reassuring smile. You slowly walk to Trevor and stand in front of him. His eyes immediately fell on yours as tears started to form in them. Your heart aches at the sight of the tears, you wrap your hands around his waist hoping you’ll bring him some comfort.

“I love him, Trev, really do. He’s the only guy who doesn’t see me as thrash after he gets to know what happened to me.” You whisper leaning your chin on his chest, looking up at him.

“I just want him to hurt you,” he whispers back leaning his forehead against yours. “I won’t forgive myself, if something happened to you again.”

“He won’t, Trevor. You know he won’t hurt me. In any way, he’d no trike Jos-”

“Don’t talk about that shit.” he inhaled sharply.

“Sorry,” you mumble.

“‘S okay,” he sighs kissing your head. “Hughes!” he calls for Quinn, who’s at your side in a few seconds.

“If you hurt her, I swear I’ll cut your dick and show it deep down your ass.” he threatens him with a serious expression.

You’re about to scold him, but Quinn outrun you.

“I won’t. I love her, Trevor.” Quinn says in a serious tone. Trevor stays silent for a while before he pulls Quinn in a hug.

Well, maybe the night in the bar wasn’t a disaster after all.

[gadriezmannsgirl]

My Champion -P.G

They all look so beautiful with the LaLiga title on their hands, they deserve it!

Warnings: Suggestive content.

Summary: Your boyfriend is LaLiga winner officially.

You were smiling hard, your cheeks hurted but you never dared to stop it. Pablo hadn't played today because he was suspended but he was there at Camp Nou with you by his side and when he told you he was changing into his kit you were full excited to see him finally lifting one of the throphies he had dreamed about of, while being a child. His dreams becoming a reality.

And you were fucking proud of him and of everything he has achieved in so little time.

You cried of joy when you saw Busquets lifting the throphy as the guys and the whole blaugrana fans, including you, yelled out of happiness as the club won once more, along with Gavi's family, all of you crying and from happiness watching the spectacle.

Finally after a little while, you were able to go down, you waited for Pablo's family to go down first as you congratulated other players but when you were done, you instantly searched for your 5ft 8in brunette who was taking a pic, with his parents and his sister.

"Amor, come here" He called you and made a spot in between him and Aurora. You quickly got in between them and the man snapped a few pictures, of Pablo and his parents. Pablo and Aurora. The whole family. You with him and his parents. You with him and Aurora and then eventually he asked for something

"¿Me tomas una con mi chica, por favor?" (Can you take me one with my girl, please?) He asked his eyes instantly meeting yours as you smiled at each other, when the photographer nodded you passed your phone to Aurora to take pics on your phone.

"Felicidades, mi niño" You said as soon as you got next to him, grabbing one of the handles of the trophy, Pablo quickly wrapping his free arm across your waist to pull you into him. You both smiled to the cameras when you got your pic, you grabbed Pablo's face and kissed his cheek, he laughed turning his head to you and smashed your lips together for a few seconds "You don't know how proud I am of you, Pablo" You said with tears on your eyes

"No, no llores" (Don't cry) He said shaking his head whilst looking at you with a small smile

"I can't help it" You chuckled "They're happy tears, I promise" One of the guys, precisely Ansu came to grab the throphy and get a pic by himself too, which Pablo gave him after you congratulated him with a big hug and a kiss on his cheek. Aurora also gave you your phone back as you thanked her with a smile

When Ansu left, Pablo grabbed you by the waist as you turned around, pulling him in another hug.

"Te quiero tanto" You smiled and whispered in his ear

"Y yo a ti mi princesa hermosa" He pulled you into him tighter "Thank you for always being here with me"

"You don't need to thank me, Pabs. I'm always going to be there for you, mi niño" Your hand goes up to play with his hair lightly, Pablo kissing your neck a few times. You hug him tighter wanting to be close to him in every moment.

"Your first LaLiga, mi amor" You say happily "And the many more who will come" He smiled

"And all of them with you by my side, mi niña" You smile pushing yourself off of him before grabbing his face in your hands and kissing his lips quickly and repeatedly.

"As much as I love the two of you together, you need to stop kissing and take the PDA to your shared apartment" You laughed at Aurora, separating from him but Pablo still had his arm around your waist.

Belén quickly threw herself to Pablo once more as you stepped aside giving them a bit of space, you felt Aurora's arms around you as you smiled returning her hug.

The ceremony was ending and everyone was slowly leaving, so Pablo after taking a few pictures with his mates went towards the four of you were talking

"Gonna stay at ours tonight?" Pablo asked with one arm around your shoulders and when he received a nod he smiled "I'm allowed to cheat on my diet today" You all laughed

"¿Hamburguesa?" You ask smiling as Pablo nods "Let's go then, familia" They all smile as you start walking towards the tunnel. Eventually Pablo had to change out of his kit, but he gripped your waist not letting you leave "Everything's good, mi campeón?" You whisper wrapping your arms around his shoulders as he nods

"Everything's perfect, mi princesa" He kissed your cheek before joining your foreheads together

"Good to hear that, because you only deserve the best, tonight's a prove of it. I'm one hundred percent sure you will have everything you want, Pablito and I'll be there for you being incredibly happy and proud" He smiled pecking your lips as you blush

"Everything I want?" He whispers with a devilish tone as you quickly caught on what he wanted

"Si, everything you want" You smile before pushing your face away a little "But that won't happen today, señorito" His face fell

"Why?"

"Your parents are staying at ours and meanwhile they know we do it, they exactly don't need to hear us going at it or anything like that"

"We can be quiet" You roll your eyes shaking your head

"We can be everything but quiet, Páez"

"WE ARE!" You laugh kissing his lips

"Sure, sure. We'll find that out later. First you need to change so we can eat because I'm hungry"

"Can't have my baby hungry, can I?" You shook your head as you chuckled

"And then when we come home, we'll figure that little thing out for you to have your especial celebration tonight" You whisper against his lips, pecking them thrice

"Can't really wait"

"I don't see you changing" He groaned grabbing his jersey and taking it off, throwing it softly at your face which you grabbed with your hands and pulled it in your arm "I'll wait for you at the car" You said smiling and jogged a bit towards the 3 Páez Gavira

"¡Oye!" You turn your head "Te amo" Your smile widened, you winked at him and blowed him a kiss, catching up with his family

"Yo más"

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[lurkingshan]

Japanese QL Corner

ICYMI: There are so many Japanese qls airing weekly, so I’m going to start posting this little round up at the end of each week. All but one of these are on Gaga and I highly recommend watching! Yes, even the ones I'm not loving! We need to encourage these Japanese studios to keep giving us access to their content. Changing up the order this week so as not to lead on a bum note (we can end on one, instead:)).

Sukiyanen Kedo Do Yara ka

When we left off with Kazuyo’s confession last week, I said this: “Kazuyo is such a sweetheart that I really hope she'll stick around rooting for this pair once she inevitably gets let down gently.” And we got all that and more this week, because this show is my perfect angel that has never done anything wrong in its life. I love that Kazuyo is not only at peace with Sakae’s feelings for Soga, but very enthusiastically supportive of his pursuit. I love this friendship, and I love that we’re spending real time on Kazuyo’s feelings in the aftermath of this rejection. And we continue to see bits of the past relationships that have been weighing on Sakae and Soga. This show really cares about its characters and it shows. Sakae’s confession at the end of this episode was another great moment of grace and kindness and I’m looking forward to Soga’s response once he has a chance to process alongside some healthy jealousy as Sakae’s ex returns.

Perfect Propose

The first two episodes of this new jbl dropped today, and I loved it. Overworked young salaryman, Hiro, is falling apart. His childhood friend, Kai, finds him lying exhausted on the street and invites himself to move in to take care of him. Kai explicitly declared 1) that he is gay and 2) that he considers himself Hiro’s fiancé within the first five minutes, and helped Hiro get off so he could sleep properly in the first episode. This drama really said eat real food, have a nice orgasm, and get a good night’s sleep and you will be happy, and it seems to be building to some themes about the harm caused by the culture of overworking. I support this message!

Ossan's Love Returns

...where to even begin. This "honeymoon" episode was bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S. I went from crying to laughing hysterically to gasping to staring in mute horror at my screen to laughing to crying again. This show is so good at keeping these characters grounded in authentic emotion even as their behavior spins far out of the realm of how real people behave. It's a minor miracle that I can be gaping at Maki in disbelief and then bursting into tears two seconds later because of one perfectly executed line. I don't even want to talk about what specifically happened in this episode, I just want you to go watch it.

Tsukuritai Onna to Tabetai Onna 2

WE ARE SO FUCKING BACK, BABY!!! I got my hot little hands on the first four episodes of this excellent second season and let me tell you, the joy I felt to see Yuki and Kasuga again! I love that we came back to find out the gals have been eating like queens and blowing the budget. Plus, there's a new baby lesbian in the building! This season is really delving into Yuki's exploration of her sexuality, and the show is handling it with the expected gentle grace. I am enjoying the journey and putting on my patient pants to settle in for a long wait before these two actually officially get together.

Chaser Game W

This was a rougher week for this show, in that the pacing felt very jerky as the story suddenly executed a rapid turn in the romance that did not really work. The backstory reveal was weak (very poorly motivated noble idiocy), Itsuki's casual decision to start caring for Fuyu's child at the expense of her own life and Fuyu's decision to let her was under-explored, the messages about the importance of these women's work was decidedly mixed, and the sudden love confessions straight to sex didn't get proper build up. Add Fuyu continuing to be a violent drunk who treats Itsuki like shit, and it's hard to root for this pair--I am not really invested in the romance. This show is clearly going somewhere with its commentary on gender roles as it relates to Fuyu's behavior, and I hope wherever it is will feel worth it.

Sahara Sensei to Toki-kun

This show ended this week, and I pretty much hated it, but I will always love Toki despite the mess this show made of his story. We have one more show coming from Drama Shower for the season, and I sincerely hope we can end on a good note with this project.

[yazthebookish]

Lidia and Ruhn Bonus Chapter

Ruhn is down BAD for Lidia and I don't blame him.

She keeps her hair down now and wears casual clothes 🥹

He couldn't get enough of her. Even living together these past several weeks, working together most days in the Aux... he couldn't stop wanting her, needing her. It wasn't just her body, though. It was Lidia herself-her wit, her dry humor, her bravery and selflessness and compassion.

He's going to kill Flynn and Declan for interrupting his evening with Lidia.

Lidia pulled away, and for a moment, Ruhn let himself admire her. His mate. His brave, lovely, brilliant mate.

Stop being so damn sweet.

"There's, uh . . . a problem."

Ruhn gripped the phone so hard the plastic groaned.

"Is Rigelus back from the dead?"

"No."

"Then leave me the fuck alone." Ruhn hung up.

Don't be a cock block Flynn.

His phone rang again. Dec this time.

Ruhn growled deep in his throat and answered, "What."

"I really think you might want to check this out."

I love these two morons.

Lidia's hand stilled on the side of his neck. There was such love and joy and hope in her eyes that his breath stalled in his chest.

She smiled again, like she sensed that. She peered down at their linked hands. "I've been thinking that . .. I'd like to marry you."

Hnnnnnnghgghhh 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

She glared daggers at him. "Yes. I mean, we're mates, and I thought it might be—"

Ruhn kissed her deeply.

"I want to marry you," he said between kisses, nipping at her lips. "I want you to marry me. More than anything." She laughed again, and he swallowed the sound as he kissed her harder, deeper.

THEY ARE EVERYTHING!! They deserve to be happy after everything they've went through 😭

He was so busy trying to read her face that he didn't turn until she pointed into the garden. To where Flynn and Dec stood in suits, Bryce and Hunt grinning with them.

"Because I thought we'd get married right now."

Tears of joy ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Ruhn watched his mate— his wife—talking with her sons. That quiet, radiant joy glimmered from her.

Mate and WIFE 😭

Ruhn pulled Lidia a few feet farther into the garden, night crocuses glowing a deep amethyst at their feet. "Lidia, I don't have words for what tonight was. Is. What it means to me."

Her soft smile was a thing of remarkable beauty. "I was so nervous you'd say no."

He soft smile was a thing of remarkable beauty. I AM GETTING FLASHBACKS OF A WHOLE DIFFERENT BONUS CHAPTER TOO 😭❤️

"Your sister. She told me that if I proposed to you, you'd cry like a baby and say yes." Lidia cocked her head. "Which you did."

He did indeed cry like a baby, which made me love him even more 🥹

"I never got to dance with you in the garden at the Autumnal Equinox. Consider this my way of apologizing for bailing on you."

Ruhn kissed her-gently, lightly. "You do owe me for that, I guess."

Her arms twined around his neck, and as her body lined up against his, as they fell into the melody, everything else faded away.

Janet if only I could hug you right now.

"'I'm grateful, too," Lidia said quietly. "For all of it, good and bad. Because it brought me to you. It brought us to this—to right now."

What a chapter 🥹❤️

[aftersamu]

SPEAK NOW PARING: m.atsumu x gn!reader GENRE: hurt no comfort / angst

There you are.

Standing in front of a mirror, dressed up for a moment of a lifetime, the moment you've been waiting for your entire life. A moment that countless of movies were based off, a moment that has been cherished for centuries.

A moment with pretty white dresses and extravagant suits, a gathering of family and friends to celebrate this momentous occasion.

It's amazing.

You've never been so ready for this, to marry a person that you love so deeply with all your heart. A person who makes you laugh, smile, feel heard and appreciated. Someone that always listens to your day, and lights up the room the second he walks in.

He's good to you, everything you could have ever wished for. The man you wrote in your diary about, dreamed to have by your side since you were a child. He's everything you want.

He cooks dinner. Surprises you with breakfast in the morning. Makes you feel like you've never fallen in love before, like he's your first love. And you fall deeper and deeper in love with every passing day.

You could never imagine a better universe, a better life, a better person to spend the rest of your life with.

You could cry tears of joy.

For once, you're finally happy.

There's a knock at the door, and a head peeks through the open crack. You're greeted by blond hair, the best man. You spin around, a smile painting itself on your face from all the excitement and adrenaline. It's your wedding day.

"Hey 'Tsumu." You greet, watching the blond step into your room and close the door behind him. "Big day, am I right?"

"Yeah," he sighs, "how are you feeling?" He asks, having a lot weighing down his chest as he tries to muster up the courage to talk to you.

"I'm a little bit nervous, but I don't regret anything." You reply, "I'm shaking from all the excitement, I don't know how to feel, but I'm ready."

"Wow, really?" He asks, hands shaking as they grip onto the little velvet box in his pocket – starting to push it down further that it might rip a whole in his pants. "I never pictured you to be the settling down type."

"Neither did I, until now." You comment, "I don't know, Osamu changed my mind. I thought all the talk about finding the right person was bullshit, but I don't know anymore, this feels amazing."

"Never in a million years I thought you'd marry my brother," Atsumu remarks. He always thought it'd be him. "I figured one day we'd run off together," he laughs.

"Oh."

"You know, I haven't always been the best person." He begins, causing the wrong type of butterflies to explode in your stomach; the fear, anxiety, the scary kind.

"Atsumu, no." You say, "Don't start this now."

"No, no, I need to say this." He states, "I need to get it off my chest before it's too late, so please, please, listen to me."

"No, I don't want to hear it." You say, "Not on my wedding day, not when I'm about to go out in fifteen-minutes to marry your brother."

You know what he wants to say, you see it in his face. If it were a year ago, two years ago, three years ago, you wouldn't have hesitated. But he's not going to ruin your day, he's not going to ruin this for you. He doesn't get to be selfish.

"I love you."

"No! No, no, no, Atsumu you cannot do this right now." You huff, "You do not get to come in here and drop this fucking bomb on me, you do not have the right to come in here and expect me to listen to you–"

"And I've missed you everyday." He cuts you off, "I've never truly gotten over you, and I hate you for leaving me, I hate you for not choosing me, I hate that I still want to love you."

"Don't say that," you mumble, shaking your head. "Don't fucking say that Atsumu because you know that it isn't real."

"I know it's unrealistic, you're marrying my brother." He continues, ignoring the words you spoke, "but you were mine first, and I'll spend my life regretting I never had the chance to treat you right. And this is real, I want you to be mine, I want you to run away with me, I want you to marry me."

"No." You shake your head, "No, you cannot come in here after three years!" You yell, "You cannot decide that on my wedding day that you suddenly changed, that you suddenly know what you want, and that I am the one you want!"

"I didn't decide today! I've known from the moment you left." He argues, "You're marrying the wrong guy! You know it, I know it, even he knows it."

"No, Atsumu, you're the wrong guy." You state, placing your foot down, "You've always been the wrong guy. I don't believe you one bit when you say you want to be with me, and I do not want to be with you."

"How do you know that?"

"Because you never listened to me! You never gave me the time of day, you liked the chase, we were never meant to be together!"

"I changed, I know where I went wrong, and I can fix that."

"No, no you can't." You say, "You were always full of empty promises, and the grand gestures. But guess what?! The grand gestures don't always work, it takes effort! Something you never proved to me."

"Is that not what I'm doing now?" He huffs, pulling the ring out of his pocket, opening up that velvet case. "I want you, I want to change, I want you to be there."

"You're doing it, the grand gesture, the same grand gesture that is backed up with 'what if's' and 'maybes'. I don't want that," you explain. "I want someone reliable, someone who's there for me, who is consistent and doesn't make me feel less than. I want someone who has changed and doesn't 'want to' change."

"He won't love you like I can."

"He already does." You say, walking over to the door and opening it, "That's why I'm marrying him. Now, please leave before your brother finds out."

[jaykaysthicthighs]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Beautiful Nightmare | JJK

excerpt | as a loving partner, you would do anything you can for them to follow their dreams, even if it means that you were to hurt them. and that's just what you did.

genre | angst, fluff, hurt/comfort

pairing | jeon jungkook x fem!reader

warnings | strong language, shouting, crying, jk being scared, hurtful things said to each other, reader being a little insensitive, long-distance (very minor)

wc | 2k+

notes | this is a very short story, i'm sorry

"What the hell is this?"

Jungkook came barging into the room demanding something you don't know. You set your phone aside and looked at him with confusion. "What? What are you talking about?" Jungkook stomped his way to you and shoved his phone to your face. He repeated, "What the hell is this, ____?"

You snatched his phone and skimmed through the words on the screen until you came across the last portion. Your whole body perked up, your eyes glimmering with joy. You tossed his phone to the area where yours resided and leaped into your lover's arms. "Baby, you got in! You got accepted!"

You tried going for a kiss, but Jungkook lightly pushed you off. You saw the scowl painting his face. Your brows furrowed, you were confused. Why was he acting this way? Why is he angry? You got off of him and off the bed. You stood to him and questioned, "Why are you acting like this? You're supposed to be happy, Jungkook. I did you a fucking favor!"

Jungkook took a step back. He wanted to laugh at your words, laugh at how stupid you're sounding. He looked at you with displeasure, "Favor? You think you did me a fucking favor?" He stared at you waiting for your answer, but all you said was something that hurt him. "What do you want me to say? Sorry? 'Cause I'm not sorry, Jungkook. But if you want to hear me say it, then... I'm sorry, alright. I'm sorry that I did something you couldn't do. I did this for your dream."

Jungkook scoffed at what you had said, he chuckled, "I don't care if you're sorry or not, ____. I'm not angry because of that, I'm angry because you didn't consult with me about this! This is my life you offered up! And that is not a fucking favor!" You flinched at every word he spat out. You've never seen him this angry, but even so, you still didn't understand why he was angry. You thought that what you did was amazing. "You're angry, I see that. Jungkook, you weren't going to send them your resume, so I just took the initiative. They were only hiring for a limited time. The longer you wait, the shorter it will take for you to get this position. This is your dream, Jungkook! I did this for you and if you can't see that then we're over."

Jungkook felt his tears well up. He understood your reasoning, but you weren't the best when it comes to understanding others. He wanted you to understand what he was trying to say. Your last sentence panged his heart. He was angry - yes, but he was hurt that you were ready to break up. He didn't want that. He stepped towards you and pulled your body to him. He cupped your face and kissed you aggressively.

He kissed you with so much pain, with so much anger and want. You gripped his shirt trying to close any gap between you two. Teeth started clashing together, quiet moans being swallowed, hearts racing, tongues fighting. It went on for a few more seconds until you pulled apart from him.

You opened your mouth wanting to say something, but Jungkook interjected you. His voice choking, "You really know how to hurt me, ____. I have feelings and they matter! We matter! And you can't throw us away - I won't let you. I won't let you toss me aside because you think I can't see you. I see you! Eyes wide open, I see you, ____. I understand why you did it, but you should have told me first."

The man before you started crying and all you could do was watch. You were frozen, you didn't know what to say or what to do. Jungkook continued, "Babe, there's a reason why I didn't apply. I'm scared... so scared. This company - this position is miles and miles away from here... away from you. And I know this is my dream, but how can I pursue that if you're not with me? I need you with me, and if I were to take this job you'd be gone. Nothing matters if you're not there. So, I'm gonna stay here with you where you won't be able to get rid of me. I'm gonna stay here because this is where you are."

It was now your turn to cry. You made this decision selfishly. While you were thinking about how amazing this opportunity is, you didn't stop to think about how this would make Jungkook feel. You didn't think to understand him. You tried muffling your sob, but it came out strangled.

Jungkook held you tenderly. He knows how you are. He knows how hard it is for you to express or understand feelings. He knows that you're not the easiest person to like. And even though sometimes you hurt him without realizing it, Jungkook will always love you. If being with you means that he has to love your frustrating and annoying flaws... he will. He will accept all of you with no judgment.

Jungkook stared at the window behind you and saw the shooting stars. He called your name and asked you to turn around, but by the time you did, it was gone. "What am I looking at? There is nothing there, Jungkook." He laughed at your lack of vision. He wrapped his arms around your torso and dipped his head in the crook of your neck. He softly whispered against your skin, "Look at the sky," and you did, "What do you see?"

You're puzzled about what your boyfriend is trying to get at. You wanted him to get straight to the point. You looked at the night sky and saw nothing but stars. "All I see are stars. Boring, small stars." Jungkook lifted his head to look at your beautiful face. You never fail to take his breath away.

"I saw some shooting stars, and I wanted you to see them, but they were done. Even though they're not shooting there are still stars in the sky. I wanted you to see that, but you," Jungkook littered the right side of your face with tiny kisses; you giggled at his action. "Have no vision. The sky is beautiful."

While staring at the stars, you had closed your eyes. You wanted to make a wish, hoping that it will come true after what you will say next. Jungkook watched as you closed your eyes thinking about something he wished he knew. Your being glowed under the bright moonlight. You looked like an angel in this dark world. Your beauty was something to treasure, to keep safe, and never let it go into the wrong hands.

You opened your eyes when you had finished your wish. You lightly turned your head and faced Jungkook. You were a bit confused about why he was staring at you. "Is there something on my face? Why are you looking at me?" Jungkook smirked, "Why? I can't look at my beautiful girlfriend?" You blushed at his compliment.

You fully turned your body to face him, wanting to see him eye to eye. You almost fell prey to his bunny-like expression; he looked confused to you but also enamored; you wanted this look to stay on forever.

You took a deep breath in and spoke, "Don't do this, Jungkook. Don't blow this away." Jungkook tried to speak but you held your hand up to stop him. "Let me finish. This company accepted you for a reason. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Jungkook! Who knows when something like this might happen again? I shouldn't have said what I said. I want us to be together, and I want us to live happily. But the only way that can happen is if you take this job. 'Cause if you don't, Jungkook, I'll forever hate you, and you will have missed out on a dream you could have lived."

Jungkook cried, shaking his head to deny your words. You gently grabbed his face, wiping away the fallen tears. You pleaded to him, "Please, take this job... move to New York and thrive. I'm not going anywhere. I'll be here waiting, and when the time comes, I'll go to you, and you will welcome me with open arms." Jungkook stopped his crying; he looked at you sorrowfully. You smiled at him hoping to lighten the mood, "You will welcome me with hugs and kisses. I'd also like to be welcomed with presents. Maybe?" You two laughed at your ending sentence.

Jungkook engulfed you in a huge hug. Everything that you had said was right. He has dreamed about this for so long, and with the help of you, he can finally live it. He shouldn't take this for granted. He shouldn't waste this amazing opportunity. Jungkook murmured against your hair, "You know, you make my life worth living for. I wouldn't have gotten this far without you. I wouldn't have gotten this job without you. My dream starts with you, ____. And you have done everything and more for me. And I love you so much that words can't even describe this infinite feeling I have for you." Jungkook unhooks his arms around you, so he can cup your face and kiss you.

Your guy's kiss this time was more soft, gentler. He pulled apart and said, "I'll take the job and move to New York. I'll work my ass off for us. I'll get us a place. And when you come here, I'll welcome you with open arms, kiss you, and get you a present... Thank you, ____. I promise that not only will I not let myself down, but I won't let you down. I won't disappoint you."

Two Years Later

You finally arrived in New York, and the first thing you noticed was that it did not feel nor look the same as it did in the movies. You kissed your teeth and said to yourself, "What a disappointment."

A voice from behind questioned, "What's a disappointment?" You swiftly turned around and came face to face with the one you love. "Jungkook!" you yelled. Just like he said he would, Jungkook welcomed you with open arms. He kissed you with so much eagerness, with so much longing. A few moments later, you both pulled apart breathlessly. Your smile beamed and your eyes twinkled; you were so happy right now. Just like you, Jungkook was also so happy. You had finally come back to him.

You turned your eyes beside your boyfriend and saw a tall one-year-old Doberman. You looked back at him and smiled, "Bam, is much bigger than I expected." You gently reached out your hand and called his name. You were scared that the boy in front of you might not like you, but your voice was enough indication that he knew you were the woman on the phone. He wagged his tail with excitement and barked out his joy. You had given him all the love you couldn't for the past year. You felt your eyes tear up; you had your family.

"Your present is big boy now.” you giggled. “Come on, babe, let's go home." You and Jungkook held hands and walked side by side to his car. Once you guys arrived, he helped put your stuff in his trunk and placed Bam in the backseat. You sat in the passenger seat, but before Jungkook went to the driver's side, he kissed once again and said, "I love you so much, ____. And I'm so happy you're here." You gave your lover a bright smile, "I love you, Jungkook."

Jungkook finally sat in his seat and left the airport. While he was driving, he held one of your hands with his. Bam was already sleeping in the back, so there was no need to worry about him. You looked at Jungkook and confessed, "I made a wish, and it came true." He promptly turned his eyes to you. "Yeah? What was the wish?"

With his eyes back on the road, Jungkook could feel your smile without looking. You announced, "I made a wish for you to be happy. It matters that I wasn't here. I didn't want you to feel like you couldn't do this without me here, because you can, Jungkook. You showed me not only today, but during the time we spent apart, that you can do this, and you did. During our calls, I could hear how excited and happy you were to take this job - to do this job. And that's all I ever wanted. I can't fathom how happy and proud I am for you."

Jungkook felt his heart swell with love. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't since he was driving; a few tears did escape his eyes. You saw this, and you helped wipe them away. Jungkook smiled and he said once again, "I love you. And I'll never stop saying it, no matter how tired you get from hearing it. I love you, ____."

[ravennaortiz]

Ok Sis.... My man Hap!!! 6,8,13,17,18,30,32 with angst with happy ending. Baby Happy on the way and he freaks out at first! He would be the bestest Daddy ever!!

Alright daddy happy( get ya mind out of the gutter lol) with angst and a happy ending? I believe I can whip up some magic for ya!

Prompts

6. Are you afraid of me?

8. Your drunk. No im not

13. I promise

17. I love you

18. Go slow

30. I need you

32. Your mine

Life

Happy stared down at the pregnancy test on the table for a moment before simply walking out of the house and riding off into the night. You laughed at yourself as tears streamed down your cheeks. How could you have been so stupid to have expected any other reaction from him? You two had not been together long and what more could you expect from an outlaw biker? Tossing the test away you locked up the house and made your way to your bedroom where you collapsed into a sobbing mess.

***

A month later you were stepping out of the bathroom after your shower when a figure rose from the bed in the dark. "Shh, just me" slurred Happy as you screamed and he turned the light on. Heart pounding you just stared at him thinking your mind was playing tricks on you. "What are you doing here?" you asked as you clutched the towel around you as tight as possible with your distended belly. "Are you afraid of me?" questioned Happy his eyes boring into you as he ignored your question.

"What?" you questioned as he put his hands in his head. "I don't want you to be afraid of me" he stated sadly as he kept his gaze on the ground. "I mean breaking in unannounced is a reasonable reason for me to have been frightened but I'm not afraid of you" you replied a bit of annoyance in your voice. Who was he to want to be comforted after running away? He stood up and made his way to you the smell of alcohol made your stomach churn as you put your arms out.

"Your drunk Hap" you stated as you gagged some. Happy stumbled back slightly. "No I'm not" he pouted as he frowned at you. "Are you okay?" he asked watching you run back to the bathroom and dry heave. "I'm sensitive to odors and you reek like a brewery to me" you replied. "I'm sorry. I can shower if that is okay?' replied Happy as fought the urge to pull you into his arms.

By the time Happy had showered you were sound asleep. Watching you sleep so peacefully he kicked himself for having missed out on so much time. He moved to his kutte and retrieved the tiny black box he had bought a week ago and put it on your nightstand. He then grabbed a pillow from the bed and made himself cozy on the floor. He hadn't yet earned the right to be in your bed like he hadn't fucked up majorly. Until you invited him back the floor was good enough for him.

***

You awoke the next morning to sunlight filtering through the blinds. You stretched as you sat up and shook your head when you saw Happy asleep on the floor. Looking to your nightstand to grab your phone to check the time your eyes caught on a small black box. Your heart pounded and your breath caught in your throat as you reached for it. Opening it tears well in your eyes as you found a simple silver band with a tiny heart shaped diamond set in it.

You hadn't realized you were crying until Happy spoke. "Was supposed to bring you joy not tears" he stated as he looked up at you. "Its beautiful" you murmured as you turned your eyes to him. I promise to never leave you and to always cherish you. I love you so much and I can't live in this world if your not in it or apart of my life" stated Happy as he moved to kneel at your feet with his hands on your thighs.

"I love you too Happy" you murmured as you caressed his cheek before trying to lean forward to kiss him. Your bump stopped you making you both laugh softly. "Here" murmured Happy as he moved to the bed and kissed you deeply as he pushed you back down on the bed. You moaned as he moved his mouth to the sensitive spot on your neck where he bit down before giving it a soothing lick. "Going to go slow with you baby girl. Show you how badly I need you and make sure you know you are mine forever" he whispered as he trailed his fingers down your sides as he carefully grinded against you.

***

"Mr. Lowman, would you like to hold your little girl?" asked the nurse as she held your beautiful tiny daughter in her arms. "I'm... a little nervous" replied Happy as he chuckled and held out shaky arms. "Your going to be fine. Just tuck her close, support her head" murmured the nurse as she helped him take her.

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[itsmealaiah]

Torn into pieces

A/n: Thank you so much to @ilovehueningbahiyyih for this request ❤️ 🫶 love you 😘

2023 Bill x fem reader

Synopsis: after a breakup with your boyfriend of two years, you get drunk trying to forget at the twin's birthday party, to which Bill ends up having to take care of you.

(Angst)

warnings/ tags: none really, just intoxication

Your POV:

"You're a bitch!" He screamed at me. "Why can't I just ever have a night out without you fucking harassing me?!" I trembled as he neared closer to me, throwing his hands up in pure, unbridled rage. I was sobbing, tears running down my face as he continued his incessant shouting.

"I'm leaving, we're done," He remarked, walking away from me. I gasped in shock. "No! Please! I need you!" I clutched onto him, to which he pushed me off. "Get off, I never want to see you again" He opened the door, slamming it shut once he left. I was crying, screaming, throwing everything around in sight. 

That was nearly two months ago, and my pitiful ass still hadn't gotten over it. I tried everything, retreats, therapy, long, late-night talks with friends, and even apologizing to him through multiple texts and calls, which probably didn't help in my case.

Tonight though, I was going to try my best. Bill, one of my closest friends since I met him by accident in twenty-fourteen, was throwing a huge party for him and his twin brother's birthday party. I had to look presentable, even though I felt like complete and utter shit on the inside.

I hadn't told Bill, nor had I planned on telling him at all. I didn't have the heart to tell him another relationship failed, all because of me. I was perusing through the fancy clothing I had, trying to find something that was good enough for a party such as this. 

"Yes!" I exclaimed, taking one of the dresses off the rack. It was a beautiful, elegant silky green short dress that hugged and showed my curves, leaving positively nothing to the imagination. I was surprised I even had such a gorgeous item.

(for reference 😍)

I rushed to grab my keys, phone, a hair tie in case I needed it, and the twins' gift. I opened my car door, starting the engine. Thrill, a tiny bit of fear, and joy were coursing through my veins. 

I pulled up the directions on my GPS that Bill gave me, and pulled out of my driveway. It was their thirty-fourth birthday, and I was so happy for them. Maybe this night by itself would be enough for me finally to forget.

I know my ex had most likely already forgotten long ago. I arrived at the party, turning off my car. I had a huge smile plastered across my face, carrying the gift in my petite hands. I walked into the venue, greeted by loud music, the smell of sweat, and a huge whiff of alcohol. They always knew how to throw a bash, though.

I placed my gift at the table where all the others were and made a beeline for the bar. I just wanted to drink, not socialize, and go home. "Hey, can I get a Cuban breeze?" I queried, looking straight at the bartender. "Coming right up miss" He answered. "Thanks," I noticed someone approaching me. It looked like.. Bill? "Hey, you came! Thought you were gonna be a no-show" 

He laughed, nudging me in the side gently. I chuckled. "Made a special appearance just for you Billy" I tapped his nose. "Happy thirty-fourth." I hugged him. "Thank you" I pulled away and saw him with a huge grin on his face.

"So, did you guys do anything big and extravagant today? Go to a club, get McDonalds, nails done, anything?" He pondered for a second before he said anything. "Ooh!" He spoke up. "I did get my nails done" He beamed and I gasped. "Let me see! I bet they look just as fabulous as you"

"Oh stop, you're gonna make me blush" He held out his hand for me to see the nailwork. As expected, they look simply stunning. "You need to refer me to your nail tech, they look incredible." I gushed, admiring them. "Thank you y/n" He beamed, taking his hand back. "So, what's the plan for tonight?" I asked, noticing my drink was ready.

I grabbed it and took a sip. "Well," He began. "Mingle with the guests for a little, have some drinks, later on, make a toast, and finally have the cake I've been waiting for all day long" He answered with a huge grin on his face. "Sounds like a great plan" I declared. "I gotta go talk with some more guests, it was great seeing you!" He shouted walking away.

I downed the rest of my drink, ordering more. I needed to get blackout drunk, it would get my mind off of him. 

slight time skip

I was about to pass out, I had consumed an ungodly amount of drinks in the past hour. My head felt weak, and my legs were on the verge of giving out as I stepped outside the venue, trying to reach my car. My eyeline of sight went black.

Bill's POV:

It was almost time for me to make the special toast I had been waiting for all night. I was over the moon, until I saw a shaky figure walking out. They looked to be shitfaced entirely, and I became concerned. They managed to get outside, taking a few paces before passing out. "Oh God" I muttered to myself, rushing over to help them.

Pushing my way through the extensive sea of people was not an easy feat. Some forced me to pull them apart as they were so caught up in each other. I finally reached the person who fell, immediately noticing that it was y/n. "Holy shit" I gasped, trying to wake her up. I gently slapped her face. "hey hey hey, wake up" I said worriedly, beginning to try and shake her awake. 

Her eyes began to flutter open, and she woke up. I sighed with relief. "You okay?" I asked, holding her in my arms. "I'm so sorry" She whined, burying herself into my chest. "For what?" I questioned, confused. "For getting this drunk" I frowned. "Oh honey it's okay, we all do stupid things sometimes, no need to get upset," I reassured her soothingly, softly rubbing her back. 

"Do you know where your car is?" I stood up, pulling her with me. She shook her head. "That's okay. Do you have your keys?" She held her hand up, the keys in her palm. "That's good," I said, taking them and pressing the unlock button. A car beeped in the distance, and I held her under my arm, walking her there. 

She stumbled a few times, to which I had to hold her with a firm grip. I finally got to her car, opening the door for her, and placing her in the passenger seat. She fell asleep almost instantly, leaving me to my own devices. I started the drive back to her apartment, I knew the way by heart. I was going to have to call Tom and tell him I was spending the night at y/n's place, but I needed her passcode, and she was in a state of shittiness. 

I reached the apartment complex, parked the car, and shut it off. I walked around her side, unbuckling her seatbelt. Her legs wrapped around my waist, her face nuzzling into my neck. I sighed and wobbled up the stairs leading to the small apartment. Luckily, her key to the place was on the chain for her car keys. I fumbled with them for a second, getting the door open.

I laid her body on the couch, going to the kitchen to grab water and some Advil. "Hey you're awake, I got you some medicine and a drink," I said, walking over to her. She mumbled a small 'thanks'. I nodded. "I can sleep on the couch if you want, there's really no point in me going back to the party," I stated. "Yeah that's okay," She said, getting up. "Can I ask why you got so drunk?" 

Y/n's POV:

I froze, trying to come up with a half-decent lie. "Well?" He demanded, voice more stern now. I began to fiddle with my fingers, turning so my back was facing him. "I just wanted to get drunk" I blurted out. "That's not the reason, and you know it" I sighed. "Fine, it was because of my boyfriend, happy?" I was angry now, he had no reason to force something out of me that caused me an immense amount of trouble.

"Don't be like that" He scoffed. "Oh please, you asked and I answered. I don't need your shit Bill" I hissed. "Fuck you," He remarked. "I have done nothing but help your sorry ass, and this is how you treat me? Pitiful." Tears began to cloud my eyes. "I'm staying here until the morning, then I'll get out of your life." He uttered. "Bill, wait I didn't mean that-" He cut me off. "No, I'm pretty sure you did, so I'm doing you a favor. Night" He uttered, flopping onto my couch.

I huffed, walking to my room. I felt a tear slip down my face as I curled into my bed. I got too pissed off, and I hurt Bill in the process. It was the alcohol talking, my head was currently still pounding even after I swallowed the pills. I had made him upset on his birthday, of all days. 

I loved our friendship, and I'm certain he did too. So I wasn't going to let it die. "Bill?" I called out, walking to the couch. "What?" He murmured. "I'm sorry, I was mad, I shouldn't have said those things to you. I really appreciate you always taking care of me, and making sure I'm safe." I explained. He smiled softly. "Thank you, but what happened with your boyfriend?" He asked, eyebrows furrowing.

"He wouldn't tell me where he was, said I was a bitch for saying something, and that I should leave him alone. Haven't seen em' since." I shrugged. He looked somber. "Aw y/n, that sucks, but he probably wasn't good enough for you" He teased and laughed. I joined, a faint smile pulling at the edges of my mouth.

"Yeah, you're right." I walked over to the kitchen. "But since I pulled you away from your party, how about we have a little toast to ourselves?" I grabbed two glasses and Bill quickly rose from the couch. "Yay!" He exclaimed, rushing over. I poured some champagne in both of them. "To our friendship." I raised my glass. "To new relationships" He did the same, and kissed my lips. 

A/n: I'm so sorry yall I pulled this out of nowhere, I've been exhausted these past few days.

[hyperfreaksating]

NEVER LEAVE ME AGAIN - 6/9

Hey Buggy simps ! I hope y'all are doing well. I juste woke up and I immediately run to my computer to do this post. I couldn't wait to post part VI ! ｡゜(｀Д´)゜｡

Usual note : English is not my native language, this is my first fanfiction ever & this is my first fanfiction ever, I just started the anime & didn't read the manga, I count on Buggy's fanbase to be indulgent ♥

Tag : FemReader x Buggy, no use of Y/n, no physical description except for hair color

Content : unexpected pregnancy, childbirth, abortion and fears about pregnancy are mentionned. Fluff with a bit of anguish because hell yeah pregnancy ?! With Buggy ???! of course you're scared. Mostly about Buggy being the sweetest with his pregnant wife. (you're not married, he calls you his wife anyway)

[ FANFICTION MASTERPOST ]

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Side note: it's pretty hard to write about Daddy Bugs without being inspired by the amazing work of @writingoddess1125 ! I asked her if taking inspiration from her work was ok and I have to say she's the sweetest person ever. As promised, here I tag you ! Hope you'll enjoy the read. (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ ♥

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TRIPLE THREAT - 6/9

"We're gonna have a baby."

You and Buggy were sitting beside each other on your bed, pale face, eyes wide open, looking at the wall in front of you. Buggy started to laugh nervously while your face was collapsing.

The two of you started a conversation that wasn't really one. You were both thinking out loud more than you were talking, Buggy's happiness was growing in his voice as you sinked in fear.

"I'm gonna be a dad.

- I'm gonna carry another human being in me.

- They're gonna be perfect.

- They're gonna destroy my body.

- I will teach them every stupid puns & tricks I know!

- How are we gonna handle this ?! Holy shit ! We can barely take care of ourselves !"

Saying so, you exploded in tears. 

Buggy turned his head to you, surprised, before cupping your cheeks in his hands.

“Hey, babe, it’s ok. It’s a fucking big news.” 

You looked at him, tears still going down your cheek. Buggy caressed your face in a tender gesture, before looking at you with a whole new serious glance. 

“Reddie… You have to know… If you don’t want to keep them… I’ll understand, ok ? I knew some doctors who… Well, you know, before meeting you I sometimes had to pay for… Argh, you see what I mean.”

You nodded, not knowing exactly what you wanted right now. Your heart was full of an explosive cocktail of emotions. Fear, anguish of course. But another thing, deep inside your guts, like a primary thirst you didn’t know was here all this time. Without you realizing it, your hand covered your belly, soon joined by one of Buggy’s detached hands. He tenderly put his forehead against yours, whispering reassurance words you were craving to hear. You let yourself cry against him like this for a moment, not realizing what was happening. When you stopped sobbing, you stood up a little in bed, and looked at your belly. A wave of heat hit you by surprise. You looked back at Buggy, and saw in his eyes all the trust he put in you. But most importantly, you felt how much you actually trusted him back. Having a baby with this idiot who stole your heart wasn’t really a part of your plan, but right here, right now, you desired it more than anything in the world. 

“I want it.” you whispered, almost for yourself. “I want to keep this baby, Buggy.” 

Seeing how Buggy's face exploded in joy, you knew you took the best decision.

~ 

You never thought your belly could become this big.

You were almost full term and you couldn't leave your bed. To say you didn’t enjoy pregnancy would have been a gross understatement. Maybe being hit in the chest and almost dying right before learning you were pregnant didn’t help, but bloody hell, you didn't think your body could felt this heavy and hurt you this much. And fuck, you were so fucking tired. Going and taking a walk in the village felt like a marathon. 

However, Buggy was amazing. When your nauseousness became insufferable, he decided to stop the boat on a small and peaceful island, and to install the circus here till the birth. He cooked every single of your meals, to be sure you wouldn't eat something bad for the baby, but also caring for every one of your weird cravings. He also managed to find a doctor for the delivery - and you were almost sure he did so without coercion. The frightened looks the poor man gave Buggy every time he came to check if your pregnancy was doing well made you doubt a little of this point.

And small moments of joy sparked your journey, too. Every time the baby moved in your belly, or every time you bought toys and stuffed animals for them. Since the plan was to go back on the sea after the delivery, you didn’t work on their room yet. You and Buggy decided they would sleep in your room until you could build them a place of their own somewhere in the ship.

This night, you were lying on your bed, embarrassed by your belly as usual. Buggy was sitting next to you, a hand on it.

“I can’t realize they’ll be here soon,” he whispered. 

His eyes were full of stars. He couldn’t detach them from your round stomach. You could read pure fascination in them, like he was looking the most incredible thing ever.

You stood up a little, gasping for breath.

“Urgh, that’s weird cause - urrf ! Personally I realize it pretty well...” you grumbled.

Buggy let out a tender laugh . 

You leaned in to give him a kiss, but suddenly bowed as a crippling pain struck your stomach.

Holly shit.

The baby was coming.

~ 

“Come on, come on, come on babe you can do it.”

Buggy could feel every single bone of his hand being crushed under the pressure of your grip. You were yelling insults at him, your eyes bulged and your face marked by sweat and tears but he took it all. Nothing was important for him right now, except your wellness, and the wellness of your baby.

Damn, your belly was so big. He didn’t say anything about it, not wanting to hurt you - but also not wanting to be punched in the balls, you became a little sensitive during your pregnancy. He couldn’t keep his eyes out of it. He didn't meet any pregnant woman at term in his life, so, well, maybe it was normal. But it was so fucking big… 

 This baby must be really huge… He thought.

Really, really huge…

A big baby… or ..

Or maybe… twins ? He swallowed in anguish. 

No. No. Impossible. We can’t have two kids at once, this would be crazy. We could never handle this.

“Let’s go, Reddie, I believe in you, you’re amazing.”

He said, turning back his attention to you, chasing away this stupid idea of twins.

~

Three.

Three babies.

You gave birth to THREE babies. 

Buggy was sitting in a chair in the corner of the room, the doctor and his nurse saying they needed space. When he heard the baby's screams filling the room, he melted down in tears. A nurse held him a little package of towels, in which there was a small, round, pink, wet, crying creature. A little boy, with your red hair, and buggy’s nose. 

“Come on my little treasure… come and see daddy” 

Buggy whispered, grabbing his son close to him. He cradled him tenderly, tickling his chin with his thumb, eyes full of fascination for this little being.

He blinked in surprise when the nurse came back to him a few moments laters, holding him another package, containing another baby boy who was exactly identical to the one in his arms.

“T… twins ?” he stammered as the nurse put the newborn close to his brother in his arms, his eyes wide opened.  “Ok.. this is… what I was worried about, but we can manage it Reddie…”

He started to say, sit in the chair, a screaming newborn laying on each arm.

“The last one is coming.” the doctor interrupted him, still taking care of you. 

Buggy’s face collapsed. At this exact moment, he wouldn’t have needed any makeup to be as white as the snow.

"Holly fucking shit you must be kidding me doc" he said, his voice full of unbelief and a bit of fear. 

He looked at you, a frozen grin on his face, and added with a nervous laugh :

"Damn Reddie we should use your uterus in a magic trick, you hide babies in it the same way I hide handkerchiefs in my sleeve

- KEEP YOUR FUKCING MOUTH CLOSE BUGS OR I SWEAR I'M GONNA … AREGGGGGG" 

Well, you didn’t seem really open to hearing jokes at the moment. He shut up and returned to looking at his boys with adoration.

“Aaaand it’s a girl !” the doctor said, putting the last baby on your chest. Buggy looked up. You looked so tired, your hairs like a messy red cloud all around your head. On your chest was lying the last of your babies, a little girl screaming with all the force of her tiny lunges.

She didn’t look like her brothers. She had your nose, but everything else was a carbon copy of her father, wet strands of blue hairs growing here on here at the top of her head. Buggy stood up, and came back to you, your two sons in the arms. He put one of them on your chest, next to his sister, and kept the other one close to him. With his free hand, he caressed your hair tenderly while you started to cry - another kind of cry than the one you made during labor. A happy one. He leaned in and gave you a tender kiss on the forehead.

“You did it, Red’. I’m so proud of you.” he whispered, and all you could do at the moment was smile weakly. Buggy stopped caressing your head to send his hand pulling his chair next to your bed. He sat down close to you, and put your other son on your belly so you could feel his warmth. The look of you quite literally covered in babies was the most spectacular thing he ever saw. He started caressing your head again, the other hand helping the babies to stay on the bed with you. 

His eyes went down to them. The girl and one of the boys fell asleep, the last one fidgeted, looking for a breast.

Three babies. Three amazing babies. Three perfect babies. 

He pointed at your belly with a bit of concern.

"I hope you don't hide another one in there.

- Buggy shut up."

~

I really hope I didn't mess up writing pregnancy !! I took a lot of liberties in order to keep it entertaining I hope it's ok.

Next monday i'll go on a trip on another country with my wife, meaning you'll probably don't get the next part before a week...

I prepared a soft interlude to post next week ! I hope you'll like it !

[sukunastoy]

Jjk men reacting to an unplanned pregnancy test.

Who’s involved: Yuji, Sukuna, Gojo, Toji

What’s happening: JJK men reacting to you telling them about an unplanned pregnancy.

When: Modern world/curse AU.

WC: ~1.3k

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, aged up characters, unplanned pregnancy, pregnancy in general, worried about reactive partner, failed birth control, some tears, some joy. Nothing crazy.

Just something quick while I was chilling in bed.

Yuji: Yuji is lounged in his usual spot on the couch, engrossed in whatever movie he was watching. He’s smiley and happy, until he sees the concerned look on your face as you entered the room. You sat next to him on the couch saying you need to talk to him.

Immediately, he turns all his attention to you, even turning the TV off entirely so you feel seen and heard, despite one of his favorite movies being on.

That goofy grin and those honey eyes settled you to a point, but it was still a serious moment.

You're nervous to tell him...okay you're VERY nervous. Not able to form the words, you just show him the positive test result, offering a small smile in hopes he'll take the news in a good way.

He's a bit surprised, but only about what you just handed him, —cause he didn’t realize what it was at first. But he isn't scared by the news! You're his baby doll! Sure it wasn't planned, but he'd be more than happy to start this part of life with you. You're shocked when he leans over and pulls you into the tightest hug, laughing almost gleefully with you squished against him.

"This is awesome!!"

"Y-you're not upset??"

"Oh I'm completely terrified, but not upset." He gave his goofy grin while leaning away and rubbing the back of his head.

"I’m so in love with you, this couldn’t ever scare me away. I just hope I'll be a good dad…”

"Aw...Yuj, you'll be the perfect dad. And now you'll have a little movie buddy." You smiled while hugging him happily.

Sukuna: You don't even know how you ended up pregnant by the curse, you both assumed it wasn't possible. Humans and curses don’t mix.

But, here you are, positive test in hand. You decided to tell him over dinner, knowing he was in the best of moods while eating. Pissing off the king of curses wasn’t something you planned on doing tonight.

When you said you had something to talk about to him, he knew the translation all too well, —it was something serious. Seeing his hardened expression, you got cold feet and told him never mind, it can wait. But that only irritated him and he demanded you tell him what was wrong with you. Unfortunately it just made you cry cause you were afraid he was going to leave you over the unplanned pregnancy, or worse. After sliding the test across the table, you held your hands over your face, apologizing profusely. The two of you were an odd couple. Just accidental fuck buddies. He was a freaking psychopath…but you adored him, and he adored you. He did awful things, but you were treated as a delicate treasure in return. However, this moment was tense, and the air around felt like it could choke you.

He stared at it for a moment, deciphering the meaning and finally let out a deep sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Didn't realize such news would cause you such stress. Though I don't know how it happened, I'll rid of it if that's what you want."

"Rid of it? What, no! I thought you would be mad at me!

"How can I be mad at you over something I'm involved in? You're acting like you're ashamed to be pregnant by me."

"It’s not that…I was just afraid you wouldn't want to stay with me. I mean, we’re not supposed to even be together. It doesn’t make sense for us to be a couple in the world we live in. Especially since you’re who you are…I don’t exactly fit into your future plans…”

He chuckled and leaned over to you, gripping onto your chin while letting a sinister grin sweep across his face. “Sweetheart, in case you haven’t figured it out by now, you’re never leaving my side.”

Gojo: He knew something was wrong when you didn't laugh at him being an idiot while the two of you were shopping. Normally you'd laugh or hide your face in embarrassment but you barely cracked a smile, seeming like something was on your mind.

"Gojo...what do you think about having kids?" You bluntly asked while putting something into the shopping basket.

He stared at you for a moment then rubbed the back of his head with a nervous laugh. "Well, that's a sudden question...what brought that up?"

"Just...curious. Would you want kids?"

"I mean, maybe someday? Not something I've thought about really."

He gave a shrug at first but suddenly froze when your eyes swelled with tears. "What?? What's wrong??"

"I-I thought we were careful, but it happened anyway..." you sniffled while pulling the test from your pocket, wiping your eyes with your other hand.

He stared at it in your hand then quickly looked around before looking back to you. "This isn't a joke?" He said nervously, seeming to look around like someone was pranking him.

You shook your head quickly and hiccuped small sobs.

"Hey hey! Babe, calm down!!" He laughed while taking ahold of your hands so he could see your face.

"I guess this means we need to add a few things to the shopping list!” He joked but you whined in worry at his humor.

But when he lifted up the cloth covering those heavenly eyes, your nerves settled a bit.

“Look at me, I’m being honest with you…I’m not upset. But…I do call dibs on the baby room theme.”

“You’re an idiot.” You tried to laugh while wiping your eyes.

“Well, I’m your idiot.”

Toji: He often talked about never wanting anymore kids, how the one son he already had was bothersome. So it made you panic after your worried suspicion was proven true. You were pregnant!

Finding the right moment to tell him made you beyond stressed, fearing he'd up and leave as soon as you let him know the news.

Unfortunately, he didn't completely disprove your concerns. You told him during sex, hoping it would keep him from leaving or getting angry, but he immediately halted everything and asked what kind of dumb joke that was.

You immediately tried to deny it and play it off, but he saw through that in an instant. When you started to weep at how he was already acting, he realized you were being honest.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me…”

“I know, I know…we weren’t planning for this, but, sometimes stuff happens and—“

“Bullshit. You said you were on the pill.”

“Toji, it’s never a complete guarantee. Please don’t act like this…”

But, he left, just like you thought he would, leaving you crying in bed.

Honestly you couldn’t even be surprised. He never seemed interested in having more kids, especially with one kid already grown.

A couple days had gone by before he finally returned home, and you assumed it was just so he could collect his stuff to completely bail on you.

"Look...I'm not gonna lie. I'm not prepared for this, at all. Wasn't planning on it, never wanted it to happen. I told you, I never wanted more kids.”

“I know…” you sighed deeply, dropping your head and preparing to cry your eyes out.

“But.” He sighed, almost in annoyance. “…since it's you, I'll fucking figure it out I guess...”

Your eyes shot back up to his, admiring the honest look upon his face.

“R…Really?”

“Just don't expect me to be eager about changing shitty diapers."

[try-set-me-on-fire]

Tagged by @devirnis for Fuck it Friday! I thought of a way to do the lightning strike in the people become invisible to Buck when they’re close to death au… started writing it this morning…

In May, Buck stands in Hen and Karen's backyard with Eddie's arm around his waist. He'd cried through the ceremony because weddings always make him cry no matter who’s at the alter, but specifically because it was Hen and Karen and they'd looked so beautiful and so happy and he loves them so, so much.

It had been a rough year but he's standing in Hen and Karen's backyard and Eddie's arm is around his waist and he's coming back to work soon. He looks beautiful and happy, too, face no longer gaunt, exhausted, afraid. Afternoon sun hits his flushed skin and Buck never wants to look away.

He's standing in Hen and Karen's backyard with Eddie's arm around his waist and Karen grins at him and asks "So, when is it your turn?"

"Oh," he laughs a nervous laugh, eyes skittering off Eddie into the bushes. "Uh- I mean, he's already done the whole marriage thing, I don't know if…"

"Buck," Eddie says, and when Buck looks back at him he finds nothing but love there. "Sure I'll marry you."

"Oh," Buck says, and his voice is strange and every part of him not anchored to the weight and warmth of Eddie's arm pressed through their suits feels very far away.

Eddie turns more into him, kisses him twice. "Buck," he laughs, a sound that makes Buck feel more drunk than the champagne. "Marry me. Please, will you marry me?"

He nods, frantically, and as Eddie laughs again Buck says "Next year, next- in the summer, the- the end of summer, right before school. Sunsets- that's when the best sunsets are."

Oh, his smile, oh, his smile. "It's a date," Eddie says, joy all over him, and Buck curls down into his arms. He can feel Eddie’s nose pressed into the side of his head. "I have to get you a ring," he says, still laughing, a little wet this time. As Buck cries into Eddie's nice suit jacket their family around them laugh, too.

--

In the fall, Buck begins to disappear.

He thinks he imagined it, the first time. They're on route to a traffic collision and Buck glances down at his hand and for a split second only sees the red of the door behind it. He flinches bad enough, yanking his now solid hand in for closer inspection, that Eddie taps his knee.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, uh," Buck tears his eyes away from familiar calluses and freckles. "Thought I saw a spider."

Eddie makes a face and casts a distrusting look around the cabin, and that's the end of it.

A week later Buck raises a hand to shield his eyes from the sun and the light comes right through.

But I'm getting married, he thinks, like that has ever stopped a tragedy before.

@rewritetheending @shortsighted-owl @rogerzsteven @forthewolves @thewolvesof1998 @wildlife4life @buckactuallys @burins if you have anything to share!

[earthchica]

our baby girl

pairing: very pre-outbreak! joel miller x black f! reader

summary: before everything went shit, you and joel were happy, young, in love, and about to be parents.

warning: fluff, a little bit of angst, language, pregnancy, sweet nicknames, young! joel, mention of arguments, childbirth.

a/n: The last of us tv show has been my favorite ever since it came out, this is my first time writing joel and unedited, sorry for any typos lol but enjoy!

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Joel couldn’t help but smile at you as you danced around in one of his shirts.

Your dark brown curls bounced with every move you made, looking radiant in the rays of sunlight rising from the window.

He praised the sunlight for sparkling across your lovely dark brown skin and making it glow so beautifully.

A question appeared in Joel’s head a million times. “How did I get so lucky?”

You were loving, sweet, smart and the complete opposite of him but that was what made him fall in love with you.

He loved, adored, and cherished you with all his heart and soul. He would do anything for you.

"Morning, suga!" You sang while making eggs and bacon, cutting him out of his thoughts.

Joel smiles brightly and says, “How do you know I was standing here?”

"I got eyes in the back of my head," You said, putting the last piece of bacon on a plate.

“And you were quite noisy coming down the stairs” You added with a giggle before cutting the stove off.

"Well, I was just wondering where my darling went since I did wake up in bed alone"

Joel grumbled, wrapping his strong arms around your waist and giving you a slight squeeze.

"Joel!!” You giggled as he began tickling your neck with his scruffy beard.

You pushed him away and he made a pouting face which made him look super adorable, especially with his messy, dark brown hair.

“I'm sorry I left you in bed but I wanted to make my suga some breakfast. If that's okay?"

You said, pecking his lips quickly before going to place the finished food on the table.

"I guess, it's okay. " Joel says with a sign, playfully rolling his eyes which made me giggle.

"Good, now come on. Let's eat" You said, motioning him to take a seat.

You both sat and you tell him that you had some great news to share after breakfast.

“Well I can’t wait to hear it, baby,” Joel says with a smile, taking a sip of his orange juice.

You grinned and went on to have a conversation about what was flowing through your mind.

These were the sweet mornings that you loved so deeply.

A question appeared in your head a million times. “How did you get so lucky?”

Joel was tough, charming, loyal, and stubborn as hell but he was your everything, you could be yourself and tell him anything.

You loved and adored everything about him and you knew right after getting married, he was planning on putting a baby inside of you.

After breakfast and cleaning the dirty dishes together, you sat Joel down on the couch and handed him a wrapped gift.

"Open it," You told him.

He opened it and looked down confused until a few seconds later a teary smile grew on his face once he realized what it was.

It was a pregnancy test staring right at him with a note saying he was gonna be a daddy.

Joel got up from the sofa in seconds before hugging you with all his might, whispering into your curly hair.

"You're pregnant, baby?”

"Yes, Joel! I'm pregnant. We're gonna be parents" You said softly, finding yourself crying too.

Joel couldn't contain his joy as he began twirling you around, laughing mixed with a few tears of joy escaping.

“This is the best news ever, baby! I fucking can’t believe it, I’M GONNA BE A DADDY!" He says with excitement.

You giggled with relief. “I'm so glad you're happy about the news, I was a little nervous about telling you."

"Of course, I am,” Joel says, pushing a curl out your face before cupping your cheek.

“I’ve been wanting this with you, darling! I love you so much Y/N," Joel says before kissing your lips.

You pulled away and stared into his beautiful dark brown eyes gracefully with love and gentleness.

"I love you too, Joel with all my heart and you're gonna be a great dad!" I said softly with a bright smile.

The entire morning was spent with Joel thinking of names while talking and kissing your belly on the couch.

*

The cool breeze felt good on your melanin skin as you sat on the porch at your parent's old lake house.

The last couple of months have been hard, you hit the end of your second trimester in a week.

You've been trying to stay stress-free but it wasn't helping and you missed your husband.

You both had a big fight, Joel said some harsh words that he wishes he could take back.

He's been texting you non-stop, asking if you and the baby were okay and if you're coming home.

You sighed, slowly getting up, and decided to text him to come over to talk things out.

You walked back and forth through the living room, trying to figure out what you were going to say when he got here.

Your heart was beating fast and couldn't get your nerves right. There was a knock at the door and you took a deep breath before going to get it.

When you opened the door, Joel pushed into the house like there was a burglar or something.

He was looking around like a crazy man, you had to stop him. "Joel, calm down"

"Is everything alright, are you and baby ok? I'm sorry for everything, darling. I love you so much, and I'll do anything to make this right. I'm just scared of not being a good dad, I mean how am I supposed to take care of another human being who's my child oh-" You cut him off with a kiss.

He quickly went silent as you pulled away. His eyes were still closed, and when he opened them a shy smile was planted on his face.

"I'm sorry too, joel, and It's gonna be okay and I'm scared too. This is our first child together and of course, it's gonna be hard but I think we can do it" You said, cupping his cheek.

"You're right, and I promise, darling. I'll take care of you both and I won't let anything happen to either of you." Joel whimpers resting his palm against your swell belly.

"I love you, darling," He says, burying his face into your neck as you rake your fingers through his hair.

"I love you too, Joel. We're gonna be alright" You whispered in his ear.

*

The time has come, you have both been waiting for this moment and it was here.

You were scared, nervous, and excited.

Your water broke in the middle of the night and you had to keep Joel together because you don't want him to freak out.

You were on your way to the hospital and Joel was driving like a crazy person while doing the breathing exercises with you.

You couldn't believe this was happening, you both were about to become parents.

When you finally got there, Joel parked and helped you out of the car with the baby bag over his shoulder.

"Please, help my wife's water just broke" Joel yells nervously, one of the nurses quickly comes over and assists you both to a delivery room.

"Joel, I'm scared. This is happening, this is-I-I don't think I can do this.." You began to cry, gripping his hand.

"Y/N, baby. You got this, and I'm right here with you okay?" Joel says with a nervous smile.

"Okay" You nodded as he kissed you on the top of your head.

He was right by your side holding your hand as the doctor tells you to take one more push.

"You got this, darling. Just one more push" Joel says, squeezing your hand.

"AHHHH!!!" You screamed, pushing as hard as you could, and before you knew it the most beautiful sound was heard through the room.

"Oh, darling she's here. Oh, my god-she's fucking here" Joel says, watching as the doctor gently placed her on your chest for a second.

Joel was crying his eyes, cutting the umbilical cord. The nurse took our baby girl to clean her up and take her weight.

Once she was done, she placed her into your arms. "oh hi baby" You cried happily, looking at her.

She was so beautiful and looked just like you.

The doctor and the others cleaned up, leaving you and Joel alone with your daughter.

Joel's arm was wrapped around your waist while you were leaning into his chest.

"Hey, baby girl," He says, holding his daughter's small hand before looking between you and her.

"Wow! She looks just like you, so beautiful," Joel says with a chuckle.

"I know right." You agreed with a giggle and continued to look at your daughter.

"What should we name her?" He asked with a breath.

"How about...Sarah." You suggested and he grows a much bigger smile on his face.

"I like it. Welcome to the world, Sarah" He whispered to his daughter before placing a kiss on her forehead.

[vole-mon-amour]

3x12, Jamie edition, part 3.

You fucking idiots, both of you. "He's fine." I'M GONNA BEAT YOUR ASS, ROY KENT.

Coffee scene <3 Just make out already! Jfc!

Keeley is so sweet & deserves someone new who will take out all the drama of her life and bring only joy and no jealousy. Drop both Roy and Jamie, find yourself some Boss Ass Bitch for your happily ever after.

But hey, at least they're gonna talk! Hopefully. It was due, like, a couple of weeks ago. (Me who actually ships them) DROP THEIR ASSES, KEELEY.

Both? Neither?

LMAOO. She's the exact savage that we need. "Oh, for real? Me? I actually get to choose???" It's like I said, they sat down bickering without considering what KEELEY actually wants. Drag their asses.

TRY-ANGLES. Jamie is so cute, ugh.

The entire episode I'm thinking about Phil's "People might think they're having a wild affair" so I'm more than happy about this outcome. I'm actually ready to accept OT3 or all single, it's all good. Go spend the night together again, just like Amsterdam, but get lost in each other's arms for real this time.

When everybody started barking after Roy asking if he can be a Diamond dog, the door closed, and Jamie got really curious. hehe.

"A care package from Zava"

Heh. Who is that guy constantly next to Jamie? What's his name? They're obviously friends.

Both laughing and crying. Stop it. ;_;

Colin crying, but we know it was emotional for the actors too. The dude in the back is full on wailing.

"Richmond appear to be crying. Interesting strategy." That strategy is called "I love you all very much" ;_____;

Hands off, asshole. Honestly, the rules of football... Barely touching, apparently, doesn't count.

I love watching Jamie play. I love knowing that Phil really loves football and enjoys filming this.

It's the second (or the third?) time this happens this season. When is Ted going to adopt Jamie? ;_; I mean, he already has a stepdad, but he can have two wonderful ones as a treat.

JAMIE STILL HAS THE BOOK AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE READ IT MANY TIMES. Or at least carried around with him everywhere. Weeping.

"And Tartt finally puts it away" I literally started sheering with tears streaming down my cheeks. I feel like only this show can do it.

Henry is me. Henry is all of us Jamie lovers. God, he could've moved to England and have a constant access to Jamie. Jamie would've loved spending time with him.

Not Jamie's leg AGAIN, but that expression <3 Jamie is THE best. And that smile. That tongue. Having thoughts. :')

Jamie giving up the ball, giving it to Dani to score? TEAM PLAYER. My heart is so full of love for Jamie.

Stay mad about it. x)