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vngelicc · 2 years

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𓆩♡𓆪 “booty so big, lord have mercy,” — jock!jk

·˚ ༘ 💌 TAGS — creampies!! , protected and then unprotected sex, mean jk, smutty smut, based off of a ask, talks of pregnancy, pouty y/n bc she hates condoms, a little degradation, jk’s ass obsession plays a big part here !

It's soft and it jiggled. A lot.

Jungkook had this weird obsession with your tits sure, but your ass? That man worshipped it. You in general fit as his ideal type, he loved every single part of you. From your pretty little smile down to your soft plushy thighs.

If Jungkook had to name something he loved (body wise) it had to be both your ass and tits. You were so soft all over he couldn't resist himself. Whenever he'd come over after a long day in classes or at work the first thing he did was lay down and bury his face between those soft mounds of pure heaven.

An added bonus was the fact that you smelled like strawberries. As for your ass, now that was a whole different story.

He always had his hand resting on it, occasionally squeezing or slapping it for fun. He liked the way it jiggled a lot, especially when he fucked you. Whenever he fucked you from behind his eyes would drift down and watch as your cheeks clapped back against his pelvis. He loved it even more whenever he left handprints..

Jungkook knew he was lucky, and he was always smug about it whenever he heard other men complain about how you were taken already. He didn't have to lay his claim over you, one call of your name and you were running to him like a lovesick puppy. You losing interest? Not a chance.

You didn't seem to mind the obsession with your bottom, in fact you welcomed it! You always felt safe and sound in his arms, but him holding your ass cheek in his sleep? That was a win. You almost couldn't sleep if he didn't have his hand on you.

The same thing could be said about your tits. You loved having his marks all over and didn't seem to mind if he slept on them. One of your guilty pleasures you enjoyed was whenever he suckled on your nipple like a baby while he dozed off. It made you sleepy if anything.

Which leads you to your next point, the sex. Now, you both never used condoms or bothered with them because you were on birth control and so far nothing out of the ordinary happened. There was always that tiny percentage of pregnancy happening but you two just said fuck it.

It was highly risky given the amount of times Jungkook came in you. By some miracle from the Gods above somehow you still hadn't gotten pregnant. Jennie would nag about using protection and taking the extra measure to secure no pregnancy. You would whine to her that condoms didn't feel the same!

"But-but, Jennie!" You whine loudly, "I hate the rubber, I hate it, I hate it." You fuss angrily as you give her a little glare.

Jennie rose a brow, "Do you like babies y/n? Would you like to throw your twenties away for a brat?" She puts her hands on her hips disappointedly.

You stare at her with a sad look, "But my baby would be cute."

"And you look cuter without a child, your point?" She rolls her eyes, "You're barely even completing your second year of college you are not ready for a child."

"How about next year?" You tilt your head, giving her a ditzy smile.

Jennie sighs, "How 'bout no?" Your pout deepens and you turn away.

Needless to say you thought about it a lot, and while you did want a baby sometime and would be happy to be pregnant with Jungkook, Jennie was right. You needed to finish school first and start your career before settling down. Plus if you were pregnant that meant you couldn't go to parties with Jungkook anymore.

.... :(

You begrudgingly agreed to the condom idea, reciting in your head this was for your own good and his own good. You bring it up to him over dinner one night when he takes you out to get some late night food.

Jungkook was in the middle of grilling the meat when you spoke up, "Jennie said we should use condoms." You softly say as you watch him flip the meat to grill on the other side.

"Did she?" Jungkook says, not looking up from the task at hand, "And how do you feel about that?"

"I think we should.." You trail off, already grumpy and sour from thinking about having to use them, " 's to make sure I don't get pregnant."

Jungkook hums, "Okay." He says as he looks up at you, "If it's what you want we'll go get some after this."

You whine, "But-but," you pout sadly and give him puppy eyes, "you're not supposed to agree! I hate them."

"Baby," he laughs, "what do you mean? I don't think you know how it works, if you don't like something you have the ultimate say. I'm not going to get angry because you want to use protection." He says calmly whilst placing a few pieces of meat on your plate.

You begrudgingly glare at him, "I know.." You mumble softly and pick your chopsticks up, "I'll think about it, and when I feel ready can we stop?"

"I don't know baby, will we? Up to you." Jungkook says with a hum, "We'll do whatever you want."

The rest of dinner goes smoothly, he pays and drives you both to the nearest convenience store that's a block away from your apartment. "I'm going to get snacks." You smile giddily, already forgetting about what you two originally came for.

"Shit get me some starbursts or something." Jungkook calls out as you both split up to get your respective items.

You eagerly grab your beloved snacks, carrying a little basket around as you grab a cup of ice for a peach tea or something. Jungkook occasionally looks back at you but doesn't say anything when you push past him with a tiny "excuse me".

"Ready?" Jungkook grins, box of condoms already tossed into basket.

"Yeah." You mumble softly, snuggling into his side as you wait for the person in line to pay for their items.

Luckily the cashier doesn't care much about the condoms given that some have the tendency to be nosy and judgmental. You both pay for your items and head out to the car.

"Wait," you fuss over Jungkook and reach over to clean his cheek, "there."

He chuckles softly and starts the car, "You're cute." He sets his hand on your thigh like usual and gets going back to your apartment.

Jennie's car isn't in the parking lot lucky for you, you both head up and go right into your bedroom. "Hi Luna," you coo softly at your little bunny who's sitting in your bed thumping her little legs on the bed excitedly.

"I missed you too." You softly pout, leaning over the bed to caress her little head and smooch it. You don't bat an eye when Jungkook passes by and smacks your ass as he flops on the other side of the bed.

"You want one?" He offers, holding out the bag of candies you had picked out for him.

You shake your head and climb into bed with him, gently setting Luna on the floor as she hops away to her tiny home you have set up somewhere off next to your desk. "I wanna watch My Hero, the villain arc was pretty cool.." You mumbled softly and grabbed your remote.

Jungkook hums with a nod, not verbally replying as he's busy eating his candy. You manage to put the episode on and then turn to snuggle into his side, a leg tossed over his waist as you hug him. "Can I have one now?"

He tilts the bag towards you and you happily take a few to snack on while the episode starts. Jungkook gets comfy with you and wraps a arm around your waist, setting his hand flat against your ass, squeezing the cheek and rubbing his thumb against it.

You smile happily and snuggle close. Like every other night when you're with him Jungkook rubs his hand on your ass and occasionally squeezes it. He's touchy so you don't mind, but you know he's getting horny when he starts to lose all interest in the anime and starts kissing on your neck.

His lips press against your neck and sucks on a small patch of skin. His hand squeezes you tighter before trailing up to the curve of your waist, squeezing you there instead. You quietly sigh, eyes fluttering closed as you lean into his touch, "Jungkook," you whine.

Jungkook hums quietly, pulling away and going to another unmarked area on your neck to leave hickeys. His fingers press deeply on your hips as he noisily sucks on your neck. You can feel your pussy quiver and begin to grow wetter from his teasing.

"Turn over for me." Jungkook whispers against your neck, "Want to see that pretty ass baby."

You bite back a mewl and slowly turn over, raising your hips as you reach to yank your panties down. Jungkook easily helps you with that as he tears them down and tosses them into a random corner in your room. He lifts your hips up so your ass is in the air and your chest is on the bed.

"Damn," he mutters as he massages your soft cheek before suddenly bringing his hand down to smack it, watching it ripple in satisfaction. "So fucking sexy." He licks his lips.

A little groan escapes your lips as you turn to eye him with a pleading gaze. "Want it," you wiggle your ass side to side, "please?"

Jungkook smacks your ass one more time before he leans over to rummage through the bag of snacks, looking for the box of condoms. "Shit, give me a sec baby," he grunts as he finally finds the box and brings it out, tearing it open and tossing it somewhere as he brings the condom up to his mouth, tearing the foil.

You giggle quietly and lift yourself on your elbows, "You're so slowwww."

"Hush," Jungkook slips his sweats down to reveal his hard cock, "you're just a whiny little slut." He grins teasingly as he rolls the condom down on his cock.

You bite your lip in arousal from his words, pussy practically dripping. He taps the tip against your pussy, rubbing up and down your folds. You brace your hands on the bed in anticipation and look back at him, “Kook,” you plead softly.

Jungkook hums, “Stay still.” He reaches down with his free hand to steady you, cock against your hole before he presses in.

You inhale sharply, biting down on your lip as you suppress a quiet little moan. He fills you slowly, cock breaching your little pussy as you struggle to take him all in a smooth stride. His cock throbs a little and you’re angrily reminded of the stupid rubber in the way.

“I said to sit still,” Jungkook smacks your ass hard, “haven’t even fucked you yet and you’re cock drunk.” He gives a disappointed ‘tsk’ as he swats at your other ass cheek.

A loud cry escapes your lips and you deep your arch, hands fisting the sheets tightly. “B-But-But, I want it!” You angrily kick your feet, turning your head to shoot him a deep glare.

Jungkook grabs the back of your head and forces you back down, “And I said to wait.” He licks his lips, “Dumb little slut can’t even listen to simple instructions. Isn’t that right? ‘s long as you got a cock in you you’re happy aren’t you baby?” He coos.

You drool a little into the pillow and you find yourself pushing back against him despite the latter telling you not to. You force his cock deeper inside, ass flush to his hips as you wiggle around. Jungkook grunts in surprise as he manages to swat you once more before holding you still.

“Little brat.” He grunts, “You want my cock that badly? Was going to treat you like the princess you are,” he tuts as he then uses you for leverage, hips slamming into yours, “looks like that’s not happening.”

A loud cry bubbles out of your throat, you feel him start up a brutal pace. Right from the get-go the room is filled with wet smacks and loud thumping. He drives his cock into you, hitting those spots you love. It causes your pussy to grow wetter around him.

“Look at you,” he huffs out breathlessly, “always so good to me, taking me like a good girl.” He licks his lips and grabs both of your ass cheeks as he holds each cheek, “That’s right baby, throw it back for me.”

You whine loudly and brace your hands on the bed as you do your best to move back on him. Your ass jiggles in his hold as you manage to fuck yourself back on his cock. You set the pace, mewling and moaning in pleasure as he fills you over and over again.

“J-Jungkook..!” You gasp out, eyes teary and thighs shaky.

He hums lowly and smacks both of your cheeks, hips still as he watches you fuck yourself on his cock. There’s a audible squelching noises whenever you push back, a ring of creamy white forms around the base of his cock. He suddenly misses the feeling of you making a mess around him.

Jungkook slaps your ass harshly and pins you down, taking over once again as he slams his hips into yours. You cry out in pleasure and brace yourself against the headboard. Jungkook fucks you with all he’s got, like he’s taking his anger out on you or something.

“Fuck,” he moans out, “doing so good for me, wish I could fill your pretty pussy up.” His hips stutter at the mention of coming inside of you.

Your eyes water, vision blurred from the pleasure as you bite down on the pillow to muffle your moans. Jungkook moves his hands up to grip your waist, pounding you deeply as he aims his cock to hit your g-spot with every brush.

“You gonna cum for me baby?” He coos softly.

You nod rapidly and reach between your shaky thighs to rub your clit in fast circles. The pleasure spikes up drastically and Jungkook lets out a soft moan when your pussy tightens around his cock.

“So tight,” he whispers out as he rolls his hips faster and faster.

Your hips jolt, pushing back on his cock firmly as you suddenly cum. Your toes curl and you yelp loudly in pleasure, “Jungkook,” you gasp, “J-Jungkook..!” You whimper loudly.

“What is it baby?” He breathlessly asks.

“C-Cum,” you whimper loudly and squirm around, “want your cum in me.” You mewl.

Jungkook groans, “Fuck,” he wants to so badly but you had told him already, “wish I could baby.” He whispers, stomach coiling as he feels his cock twitch.

You turn to give him a teary puppy gaze, “Please,” you whisper back and reach behind you to part your cheeks for him, “want your cum in me, don’t care about the condom.”

He moans loudly and swiftly pulls out, yanking the condom off as he strokes his cock rapidly. “Fuck baby, hold yourself open for me.” His eyes focus on the way your small hands struggle to hold both of your cheeks apart for him.

Both of your holes were exposed for him, and it didn’t help that the fat of your ass spilled through your fingers. He threw his head back and suddenly pushed in, coming deep inside. “Fuck!”

You mewl happily and let your cheeks go, feeling them jiggle a little as you happily take all of his cum inside. “Mmmm,” you close your eyes and wiggle your hips side to side.

“So much for the condoms.” Jungkook murmured as he ran his palm over your ass slowly.

You smack your lips together sleepily and turn around to smile at him, “I hate them, can we never use them again?”

“Do you want to be my baby mama?” Jungkook smirks back at you.

“Hmmmm… maybe. Not yet.” You giggle loudly as he tackles you, planting face kisses all over you as the night goes on.

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luceafarul-de-dimineata · 5 months

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Lucifer NSFW alphabet

Aftercare

what they're like after sex

He's a lot softer after sex and he'll take all the measures necessary to make you feel comfortable. He's a doctor, so he knows how to patch you up. Asks Buer to make the two of you tea since it helps relax.

Body Part

their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner's

His favorite body part used to be his wings, but now it's his fangs. He likes the effect they have on you and how he's the only one, Heaven or Hell, to have them so pronounced

His favorite body part on you are your eyes. Not only can they cry so pretty, but they also show your true feelings. As they say, the eyes are the windows to the soul. (Plus he has a thing for eye contact and seing himself in the reflection of your eyes, but that's a post for another day)

Cum

anything to do with cum, basically

His cum has healing properties so you always feel better after he cums on/inside you. If you want, he'll give you a bottle of his cum to use as cream when you're hurt, since you already love drinking it from a bottle so much.

Also, if you can get pregnant, he'll be very worried about possibly leaving you with a baby, so he takes birth control pills religiously.

Dirty secret

pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs

He had a threesome with Adam and Eve where he actually came in Adam's ass. He'll never admit this, not even to God.

The second time he decided to visit humanity, he found a cult that worshiped him and he still finds the idea of mortals praying to him arousing.

Experience

how experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?

Bro participated in orgies, he knows how sex works. Though, after he fell from Heaven, he stopped having sex. Not because he's practicing chastity or anything, but the oportunity never showed itself.

Also, he knows how to have sex with angels, but he's never done it with a human before. So he might assume that you can take as much as an angel. It's fine, he's a fast learner so he won't overstimulate you... that much.

Favorite position

this goes without saying

He doesn't have one, but he hates all the positions where he has to lay on his back. He also likes holding your hands while you fuck because he knows you'll try to pull on his wings and he doesn't trust you. Other than that, he has no favorites.

Goofy

are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous?

Even if he tried to tell a joke, his voice is so monotone that you couldn't tell. He'll also be very confused if you started cracking jokes in the middle of sex. He never laughs, he just looks at you with a bewildered and partly judgemental look on his face.

Hair

how well groomed are they?

We are in headcanon territory, so, I think angels don't have hair, they only have feathers. Their "hair" is actually fluff that baby birds have. So, in conclusion, I think Lucifer's dick is fluffy.

Intimacy

how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect

He would prefere doing anything else but sex to show you how much he loves you. He'll be more sensual and take things slow because he has no reason to rush. No matter how hard he tries to act like one of those porn stars you so admire, you always get the impression that he's mildly bored. He's only doing this because you like sex and he likes you, so, in part, it is true.

Jack Off

masturbation headcanons

He doesn't masturbate. He just doesn't see the use in it. If he's feeling horny he'll just call you over and have an actual passionate night of sex. Why would he bother jacking off when he has you for that.

Kink

one or more of their kinks

Dacryphilia, that one is canon, but I also think he has a thing for overstimulation. Will make you cum until you cry and ask him to stop and depending on his mood he may or may not listen. He usually doms because it's in his nature to do so, but he might indulge you once he likes you enough. When he subs he only accepts praise, the moment you degrade him he just bitch slaps you and leaves. He's not a prideful bitch, he just knows his worth/s

Location

favorite place to do the do

His garden. It's pretty, it's outdoors, you get some fresh air. He's probably really into botony so he'll show you plants as he fucks you. He also really likes the texture of grass, more so than his bed, so this is where you're having sex.

Motivation

what turns them on, gets them going

Seeing you cry especially if it's from something he did. Being a doctor and checking up on you as he randomly takes blood samples or gives you jabs that he refuses to eleborate on. His ideal partner is someone that's afraid of medical supplies. He likes scaring you, making you cry before saving you with an embrace while he coos about how brave you were.

Something they wouldn't do, turn offs

Getting called "daddy" or "brother" during sex is his biggest turn off. He had to deal with an incestous brother, please don't remind him of him.

Oral

preference in giving or recieving, skills, etc.

I preferes the idea of recieving, but he doesn't want to hospitalise you, so he'll be giving for most of the relationship. He's very good at giving as well, but he's a little shit about it. He never gives you full tongue treatment, you only get small kitten licks and nothing more. He'll give you a gynaecology/andrology check up since he's already there.

Pace

are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?

He likes it slow. He drags out the forplay, usually it lasts more than the actual sex and then fucks you swiftly. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't be rough because his dick is twice the amount a human can take. He hates rushing, let him take his time.

Quickie

their opinions on quickies, how often

He's very against quickies. He likes to take his time, and if something urgent needs to be attended to soon, he'll push you away and deal with that before even considering having sex. The prep for sex with him is 3/4 of the sex experience, why would you want to pass it.

Risk

are they willing to experiment? Do they take risks?

It depends. He might experiment with some kinks if you express interest in them, but nothing too extreme. If you insist on doing extreme stuff with him, he'll just pay someone from Abaddon to do it. No, he won't let you step on his cock, he already has erectile disfunction.

Stamina

how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?

He gets tired after speaking for 3 minutes, he has the stamina of a malnurished sloth. He's mostly fucking you out of professional obligation, so he'll give you one or two turns of action, about 5 minutes each and then he does the after care. If he's feeling very horny, and I mean very horny, he'll make sure that not even his cum can cure your soreness, but he lacks that motivation 9/10.

Toys

do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partener or themselves

Do needles and jabs count as sex toys? He doesn't use them often, but he does sometimes indulge in that fantasy. He can also tie you up like he does to Marbas if you want. He'll never use toys on himself because he considers them ungodly. But if they please you, sure enough.

Unfair

how much they like to tease

Honey, teasing is the sex when you're with Lucifer. You better have an hour free in your scheduel just for the forplay. It's his favorite part of the experience because he gets to do stuff that isn't 100% sexual while being sexual enough that they please you.

Volume

how loud are they? What sounds do they make?

His very quiet, to the point that you sometimes doupt he's enjoying himself. When he does makes sounds, usually when he's close, he'll groan or choke, before realeasing with a melodic moan. He also shooes and gives you orders about what to do. He doesn't like a partner that's very loud, only Gamigin has the green card when it comes to being noisy.

Wildcard

a random headcanon for the character

Lucifer is a sex neutral asexual. He doesn't experience sexual attraction and he only has sex if someone else that he likes asks him to. He doesn't see the hype around it, and sex is the least important part of a relationship for him.

X-ray

let's see what's going on under those clothes

I'll be honest with you, I've never seen a penis in real life, I have no idea how those usually look like. His dick is 30 cms, I'm not sure that's physicly possible, but who knows. Wouldn't a dick that big be uncomfortable to live with? I am very confused. Just imagine a baguette and boom, that's his dick.

Yearning

How high is their sex drive

Nonexistent. Before he met you, he only had sex during the annual angel orgies because it was tradition. It's not that he hates sex, but as stated above, he just has no interest in it. When you see naked people daily for your job, you stop being excited by nudeness.

Zzz

how quickly they fall asleep afterwards

He only falls asleep after he makes sure you did. Usually sleeps in a seperate room from you, but, after he gets attached, he'll insist that you cuddle in your sleep.

#what the hell is bad #whb #whb lucifer #whb smut #I am projecting #and I think lucifer is asexual #I'll fight everyone over this

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demiesworld · 1 year

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THE OTHER WOMAN

☆ pairings: toji fushiguro x fem!reader, toji fushiguro x wife!oc

☆ characters: fem!reader, toji fushiguro, toji's wife, shiu kong, megumi fushiguro (mentioned), & tsumiki fushiguro (mentioned)

☆ synopsis: continuation of toji's part in this post.

☆ genre: angst, slice-of-life, hurt & no comfort

☆ contents: adultery, cheating, manipulation, black-mailing, swearing, baby-trapping, pregnancy, brief sex scene (between toji and his wife), mention of abortion, idk what else to add

☆ notes: reader is a female and uses she/her pronouns. reader is toxic and has manipulative ways in this, but toji is just as toxic as she is. toji's wife name is not mentioned, although she is to be described as being toji's second wife and the biological mother to tsumiki and step-mother to megumi.

ever since you stopped taking your birth control two weeks ago, you have been waiting for a sign that you were pregnant with toji's child. you were waiting to see if the morning sickness would show, your period to miss or at the least weight gain. but each time you check a pregnancy test for positive result it doesn't show. you even went to your gynecologist to see if you could conceive and you could! but why weren't these pregnancy tests showing positives when you and toji fucked like animals all the time?

you got your answer when you googled ways to increase chances of pregnancy. you will get better odds by having sex before your ovulation and after. you did some further research into it and came to the solution that you needed to try to have sex with toji during your fertility window. and after marking it on your calendar at home, you had made your plan and you were ready to have it set in motion.

by the time your window came you were the one pursuing toji into having sex with you. not him. the first time he got surprised by you pulling him out of a debriefing with his assistant shiu. shiu, who didn't bat an eye when you did. toji followed you into that janitor's closet and fucked you in there. when he came inside of you, you had to contain the joy that you were feeling within.

so after a few rendezvous with toji at work or at your place, you got the first major sign: you missed your period. you woke up that morning with nausea, but you didn't let that stop you from going into your bathroom and taking out a pregnancy test. you went to vomit after you've urinated onto the stick and left it on the counter to sit. once the test was done, you picked it up and you couldn't contain the excitement any longer.

a loud ecstatic scream left from your lungs and you were jumping for joy.

the test read: positive.

you were pregnant. pregnant with toji's child. you leaned against the wall in your bathroom and started crying. it was a blessing to be pregnant, and maybe with this child toji would want to leave that woman for you. after all toji did tell you he was getting tired of her. he told you that she wasn't satisfying him like how you did. he confessed that he only married her because her title as the daughter of a wealthy man.

the last part you didn't understand since toji already had tons of money before he met her. you didn't wonder about it too much since you guessed that toji could possibly outdo the man when it came to money.

you went to work the very next day expecting to have a chat with toji. shiu's desk was right outside of toji's office and he was sitting at it clicking away at his computer when he saw you walking towards the double doors. he got up from his chair in a flash blocking you away from the doors.

"what the fuck shiu? move out of the way."

"toji said he can't be bothered with right now he is in a meeting."

"so what?" you step to the side to grab the door handle but he blocked your path again. you were becoming annoyed so you shouted, "get out of my way shiu!"

he figured you ought to find out the hard way. shiu stepped to the side and sat at his desk allowing for you to grab the door handle. when you pushed it open your heart had shattered and you didn't expect to see this. no you didn't expect to see this at all.

toji on top of his wife, pummeling his thick cock into her pussy on top of his desk. her back was facing you, and she couldn't see your face. though toji could. he saw the mortified expression you had and his reaction was just callous. he simply acted like you weren't there, maintaining eye contact with you as he grunted into his wife's ear.

"you feel so fucking good honey."

"ahh, t-tojiii,"

you swore you could have fainted right then and there. why was this happening? why was he with her? toji told you he didn't want her so why was she getting railed by a cock that injected its sperm into you?

your mind broke. without thinking you had slammed the door shut and stood there unmoving. you were shaking. you felt sick and not just from the pregnancy.

he was with her.

"y/n,"

he was with her.

"y/n,"

he was with her.

"y/n!"

...

you turn to look at shiu standing in front of you. he had this sorrowful expression on his face. like he didn't want for you to find out about it. you let go of the door handle, and your body felt as if it was heavy as you stride to the nearest restroom. you slammed the door open with a strong push and staggered into a vacant stall. in there you vomited everything into the toilet. and you cried. you sobbed. you wailed.

you place a hand on your stomach. would it even be worth it? would it make a change for you?

you sniffle. you squeeze onto your stomach tighter and purse your lips into a straight line. it would be worth it and it would make a change. you didn't just do all of this for nothing. not to be slapped in the face with what you just witnessed. you weren't going to let that stop you.

you return to your desk after cleaning yourself up shortly after toji's wife walked out next to her husband. you watch with a sour expression as the hand that would hold your legs up was resting on her ass. her brown eyes looking up at him with her ruby red lips smiling so "angelically" at him. as they stood in front of the elevator toji had the nerve to kiss her right in front of you. her lipstick staining his lips just like it did with the white collar on his shirt. when the elevator doors opened she entered the shaft and waves good-bye at him.

you wished the damned elevator would fail.

"hey,"

a familiar voice brings you out of your trance and you look up to see none other than toji. you huff and turn your face away from him.

he places his fingers underneath your chin and you slap his hand away. "dont touch me." you murmur. toji tries to do it again and you slap it harder. "i said dont touch me!"

toji pulls his hand away and tucks both hands into his pockets. you couldn't be around him right now so you gather up your belongings. your purse, your thermos, and your car keys. as you were about to leave he grabbed you by the arm.

"just where in the hell are you going?"

"away from you. im taking the day off."

"im not paying you for-"

"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF YOU PAY ME OR NOT!"

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU'RE RAISING YOUR VOICE AT?!"

"YOU! YOU'RE A FUCKING LIA-"

you were about to call him a liar but you cut yourself off. you inhale sharply, you became teary-eyed and your heart beat increasing as you felt yourself getting agitated. you yank your arm away from toji and storm out of the office.

toji watches as you leave to go to the stairwell. he knew he made you pissed if you were using the stairwell just to get away from him and not the elevator. not like it was his plan to get you to catch him having sex with his wife. you walked in at the wrong time. he didn't think he did anything to slight you.

toji sighs heavily and leans his head back, pinching the bridge of his nose, "did you at least try to stop her shiu?"

"you know i did toji."

"damn it." he spat. "if i don't have one problem with one then i have it with the other."

shiu reclines back in his chair, putting his arms behind his head, "well, what do you think you're gonna do toji?" toji scowls, and shiu adds, "you can't please them both. someone has to go."

he hates to admit it, but shiu is right. one of you has to go. the thing is toji is stuck on who exactly he should cut ties with.

the next day you showed up to work, after your explosion you had with toji. you had wanted to apologize for your behavior to toji and talk with him in private about your pregnancy. however toji was avoiding you. you asked him if you two could sit alone and chat. he blatantly told you not today. you offered him to go out to lunch with you and he said no. before work ended you tried to seduce him into another round of sex in the closet, expecting him to follow you like a lost puppy. he declined.

something was changing.

it just wasn't the change you wanted.

"why doesn't he want to talk to me?"

you pace around your living room.

"was it because i yelled at him?"

you looked at your reflection in the mirror.

"was it because i caught him?"

you lay in your bed staring up at the ceiling.

"is it because of her?"

riiiiing.

shiu was cooking dinner when his phone was ringing on the kitchen counter. he lowered the heat of the pot on the stove before he cleaned his hands off on a towel. he goes over to his phone, picking it up to see your number calling him. he furrows his brows. what were you doing calling him?

his thumb slid the green button and he held the device up to his ear. "hello?"

"shiu. i need a favor to ask from you."

he sighs and leans against the counter. "what is it that you want y/n?"

"toji's address."

shiu went silent.

"shiu? shiu are you there?"

"i can't give you that information y/n. toji told me not to give out his address."

you let out a derisive laugh. "i knew you would say that shiu. ahh... you're so funny. i like a comedian, but do you know what else i find funny. the fact that you are a fucking crook."

"excuse me?"

"you heard me. you are a crook kong siwoo. i could have your ass reported to the authorities right now with all the dirt i have on you."

shiu scoffs. he thinks you're bluffing. you must be because what on earth could you possibly have on him that will make-

"a deposit of $12,000 made to account number XXX. a handwritten check by... oh! toji fushiguro? wowwww i never would have known toji would write you a check for 12k shiu."

shiu heart plummets.

"let's see here, oh another deposit except this time it is for $50,000. huh i guess you must have gambled it all away at the casino huh?"

he swallows.

"and what else do we got? ohoho. this one right here is so damn juicy-"

"stop."

"years and years of unpaid taxes. kong siwoo you owe... oh my god. the amount here almost looks like a phone number."

shiu growls into the phone's receiver. "i said stop it."

"$1,364,781.29... whewww... where did it all go?"

"i said stop!"

you went quiet on your end. shiu could feel his hands becoming clammy as he knew that he was now your slave. he had to do your bidding. you knew too much. how did you find out about his schemes, he didn't know, but he knew that if he fucked up it would be the end for him.

he was breathing heavily as to not get himself riled up. suddenly your voice spoke in a flat tone, "the address shiu."

if he gave you toji's address then toji would know it was him that gave it to you. his boss wouldn't be able to trust him with anything again. but... his freedom and reputation was more valuable than keeping a promise.

once you got the address from shiu you said, "im not a cruel person shiu. im not. but when you withold information from me you are bound to just become collateral damage."

click.

shiu drops his phone on the ground and falls to his knees on the kitchen floor. he places his head on the ground and prays.

what had he done?

a grand house with dazzling bright lights stood before you. a three car garage with a round drive way encircling a spouting water fountain in its center. you park your car in the driveway and exit the vehicle holding the gift box in your hand. you could see the lights were on inside of the house. the porch light was on as well. you walked up the short staircase to the door and rang the doorbell.

ding-dong.

"toji honey could you go answer that?"

"yes honey!"

you curled your lip when you heard that through the door. though you fixed your face when toji opened it and appeared in the threshold. seeing you at his doorstep was the last thing he wanted. you were not, you were never supposed to be at his house. he froze up.

how in the fuck did you get his address?

"why are you here?"

you frown at his question and then smiled sheepishly. "i thought you would be happy to see me."

toji grumbled, "happy? y/n have you lost your fucking mind? you show up to my house, i don't even know how you got my address, and you expect me to be happy to see you?"

"toji listen. i want to-"

"what do you want?"

you falter on your words to him when he responded to you so dismissively. he was talking to you like you were a stranger on the street. not some woman he's been sleeping around with for several months. taking them on trips, frequently having sex with them and filling their head up with nothing but out of reach dreams.

in your hand you held the gift box. you handed it to him. toji took it from you, a confused expression on his face, until you told him to open it. which he did. he pulled off the lid and saw a positive pregnancy test in a velvet bed in the small gift box.

a positive pregnancy test.

you had a positive pregnancy test.

you were pregnant.

on your face was a wide cheerful smile however toji's was unreadable. it didn't show anything. it was emotionless. he was just staring blankly at the pregnancy test in his hand.

"isn't this great toji? you and i, we can-"

"get rid of it."

you pause. "w-what?"

"i said get rid of it."

you shook your head at him and you could feel a pain throbbing in your chest. "no... no i-im not getting rid of our child-"

"how do you know if it is mine?"

was he really? you had a look of disbelief on your face. did he just say that he wasn't the father of your child? he was the only man you slept with! you weren't a whore!

"honey, i need your help putting the kids to sleep." toji's wife called out from behind. thankfully she couldn't see you due to toji's tall and bulky figure. "megumi wants you to read him a story and i have to finish tsumiki's bath."

your eyes widen.

did she just say kids?

toji replied, "i will be right there honey. i gotta take a quick smoke." he walks out the door and shuts it behind him. gently he guides you to your car the pregnancy test he handed it back to you. "you have to go now y/n."

"t-toji no. n-no toji you are not doing this to me. no! no! you can't do this to me! you can't!" you wailed as he opened your car door and gestured for you to get in. you shake your head. "im not leaving! you-you can't make me leave!"

suddenly toji jumps at you and grabs you by your shoulders. he shakes you as he snapped, "listen to me and listen to me right now. this thing we have between us it's done. we're done. tomorrow morning i want for you to grab your shit out of my company and i want for you to leave. i already have a wife and two kids. i don't need another one floating around especially with you." he shoves you into your driver's seat after he utters, "i will send you the money to get rid of it in the mail. don't ever show up to my house like this again y/n. from this day on, i want for you to act like i never existed." he slams your driver's door shut.

toji walks up the stairs of his family's home. the last thing you see is toji's back before he shuts the door and the outside lights are turned off. you're left sitting in your car in his driveway feeling hopeless.

damn it. something told him he shouldn't have gotten involved with you. you were doing fine at first in the fling. toji didn't really care too much about your attitude when it came to his wife showing up at his office sometimes. though when you started changing up by becoming moody he should have known you changed. that little explosion you had with him showed that something wasn't right. and he found out in the worst way.

he didn't believe you were pregnant with his child. and even if you were toji didn't need to be the father to a third child. he didn't, he just couldn't. that would look bad on him. toji fushiguro had a baby with his secretary despite being lawfully married to the daughter of the best district attorney? the news would be making headlines all around the world.

your pregnancy would tarnish his company's reputation. it would ruin his second marriage. it would make his children disappointed in him. so many bad things could happen.

toji had to let you go. he had to when his wife discovered the claw marks that he told you not to fucking leave on his back. you almost got him into a world of shit had he not convinced his wife to stay with him. if she went to her father and told him about what toji did, toji would be dead. a district attorney could easily make a big name like toji fushiguro vanish.

"honey megumi is waiting for you to read him a book."

toji turns his attention to his wife and sweetly smiles at her. he walks up to her, kisses the side of her head, prior to going up the staircase to go read his son a book to sleep.

...

nine to ten months later you give birth.

it's a healthy baby boy.

he's so beautiful. he looked just like him. the tuft of dark hair and a birthmark on the side of his lip. identical to the scar his father had.

"have you decided on what to name him miss?" the nurse asks you.

you look down at your newborn son. your thumb caressing his cheek and you smile lovingly at him.

"i want to name him unmei."

the nurse looks at you worriedly. "um, ma'am that name... it is."

"i know what it means. i want to name him that. his name will be unmei y/l/n."

they hand you the birth certificate and you write his legal name on the document. you hand it back to the nurse and they leave to go enter it into the database. you're left alone with your son. you gently rock him, noticing how quiet he is despite being a newborn.

"you're a beautiful boy. you are going to be a strong boy. i just know it."

you will be fine. your son will be fine. you didn't need toji.

if toji can have his blessing then you can have his curse.

demie: MY GOD. THIS WAS THE MOST DARK, MOST SAD, MOST LIKE....IDK WHAT SHIT I WROTE EVER IN MY LIFE. pls let me know what you thought of this in the comments!!!

#toji x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #toji x y/n #toji fushiguro x y/n #toji fushiguro smut #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk toji #jjk toji fushiguro #toji fushiguro

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lets-try-some-writing · 1 year

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How do you think the bots and cons will recast learning how humans give birth

Oh good gracious this is going to be so very fun to write.

Human Birth

The bots were well aware that humans reproduced biologically and gestated their young within their bodies. That much they knew. And Ratchet had been made aware of some of the complexities of human gestation and... reproduction after flipping out after Miko's period started in base. However most of the finer details of the human birthing process were not known to them. And since it had no real bearing on their mission on earth, none of the team every really bothered to ask about it.

But eventually curiosity led one thing to another and a few months after Smokescreen's arrival and upon having nothing better to do, he couldn't help but ask.

Smokescreen: So you humans have this weird mark on your abdomen. What is it? I've seen it when you stretch sometimes.

Jack: Ah, that's what we call a bellybutton.

Smokescreen: Alright, so what is it?

Rafael: It's a bunch of scar tissue that covers up where we were attached to our mothers during our development.

Smokescreen: So you were attached to your carrier by a chord of sorts?

Miko: Yep, and when we are born it gets cut so that it doesn't hurt us during or after the birth.

Smokescreen: Interesting, but how do you humans get out of your carrier once you finish developing? Your females don't seem to have a hatch or anything.

Jack: About that...

Hearing the conversation the team began to start gathering around. Optimus lingered a ways back, Arcee and Bulkhead went about their duties pretending to not be interested, Bumblebee turned down the volume on his video game to listen, and Ratchet paused in his efforts to hear what was said. The children noted this but did not comment as June made her appearance to teach Smokescreen about the process that is human childbirth.

First she made the bots aware of the process involved in the production of offspring which earned her a few odd looks but beyond that no real signs of disgust. The bots were not exactly enamored with the process, but they understood the concept of materials needing to come from the Sire to assist in the gestation of the young within the Carrier.

Ratchet found it odd that Carriers were left so wildly unprotected during the later stages of their gestation, not having any armor to guard the vital place where her young developed. Optimus seemed more concerned over the fact that the process of starting the gestation process was so unreliable. On Cybertron if a bot wanted offspring they would go to the well and collect a newspark, but the human method seemed littered with uncertainty and it bothered him. Arcee and Bulkhead were left a little weirded out by the idea of intercourse as a whole but accepted it as a quirk of organics. Bumblebee and Smokescreen however were more interested in how the human infant got out of the Carrier rather than how it got in.

Seeing this June continued, sending the children away and pulling up a video of childbirth used for educational purposes. She expected the bots to take it as apathetically as they had accepted the knowledge of how human children are conceived.

She was wrong.

Smokescreen purged the moment the birthing process began, falling to the ground and unable to stop himself from clearing his tanks in response to the horrifying sight. Bumblebee crushed his video game controller in terror as he watched the human woman in the video be practically split in half. He would have purged too if it weren't for the fact that Optimus hastily covered his optics and audio receptors moments after the video began. Bulkhead however was not as fortunate and booked it out of the room to purge slightly more eloquently the second the baby's head started to come through.

Arcee didn't move and just watched in increasing horror as blood and fluid and all other things she had learned were vital to humans came out with the infant. Ratchet died a little more inside as he observed, taking notes but growing increasingly more terrified with the whole thing, especially when the baby finally came out and looked like a deformed slug. At the same time Optimus kept Bumblebee from watching while still observing himself. The Matrix and his archivist coding urged him to collect the data, but even he felt his tanks churn enough that he was forced to activate his battlemask and rely on the Matrix to dull his increasing disgust and concern.

When the video was over the bots that remained in the room were rather shaky, all of them remaining silent as June packed up and then called out into the base.

June: So that was human birth. Any questions?

The team: ....

Ratchet: How is your species not extinct?

The team were absolutely shook. Discussion of human birthing processes was silently outlawed and the team gained a deep and newfound respect for any and all females.

The male humans may be the strong ones who provide for and protect their mates, (an important role all the same) but the females tear themselves to pieces just to produce one screaming and dependent human infant who will rely on her for nearly two decades. Not only that but every single month they suffer pains and bleed everywhere when they don't go through what appeared to be the hellish experience of producing offspring. Miko suddenly found herself with a lot more sympathy and understanding the next time her period came.

As for the Decepticons? They learned about the human birthing process by accident.

Soundwave was having a grand old time scrolling the internet searching for valuable data on humans when he found videos of the human birthing process. He has never been particularly squeamish, but after reviewing the whole video he vowed to never do so again and sent a copy of it to everyone else of note on the nemesis as payback of sorts.

Knockout lost his scrap at seeing what humans go through to spawn more of themselves. Disgust took precedence above all else and he swore off touching the females whenever possible since obviously they had to be deathworlder monsters to survive that process. Breakdown and Dreadwing despite being both powerful and experienced soldiers felt queasy just watching and the former ended up purging later when recalling the video after refueling. Starscream straight up threw his datapad at the wall upon looking at the video for 0.2 seconds. He is still haunted by the sights he saw.

Shockwave was fascinated by the process more than anything else but found it ultimately a very flawed procedure. What species would willingly tear themselves apart just to birth a singular and largely useless organism? As for Megatron? He watched the whole video through with increasing horror before putting it away and banning the viewing of the video without a second thought. Disgusting and surprisingly resilient organics both awed and terrified him.

#maccadam #transformers #transformers prime #team prime #decepticons #bot reactions #the poor bots are dying inside #humans are made of sterner stuff than most #but primus if they still don't horrify the giant alien robots

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bekolxeram · 3 months

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I've seen takes claiming S7!Buck is OOC for the lack of trauma response to being called "Evan" by Tommy or flying into a thunderstorm. While PTSD is very real and deserves recognition and representation outside of a military setting, I also see the beauty in reclaiming your memories.

Tommy calling him Evan affectionately actually makes him feel seen, unlike his parents calling him by his birth name because they didn't bother getting to know who he is right now at all. Flying into that hurricane feels safe with Tommy in control, in contrast to being struck by lightning on that ladder, because Buck trusts Tommy's ability to get them there safe. Slowly, specific traumatic moments don't automatically trigger your trauma anymore, you think of the newer, happier memories.

Personal stuff underneath, feel free to ignore if that's not your thing. TW: abusive relationship

My bestie was in an abusive relationship, in all definitions of the word, for about 6 months. It was a rebound and she was at the lowest point of her life when this LARPing edgelord who couldn't refer to any foreigner without using a slur came into her life. My closest all-female friend group had been drama free for over 10 years, and he immediately started trying to stir shit up not even a month after starting a relationship with my bestie.

She ended up in the hospital, and she dumped him as soon as her physical health improved. He stalked her, and all of us close to her, for 4 years afterwards. Her family blamed her for that, like any other toxic Asian family, and she started keeping stuff to herself, she changed the spelling of her name and she avoided things she used to enjoy or places she used to go because they reminded her of him. Until one day she kind of disappeared.

Turns out, she was in a relationship with a new guy she met at work. She never got around to tell us about it because they were taking it painstakingly slow. They hadn't slept together and they hadn't met each other's family after a whole year of dating, but what they had been doing was trying to dive back into my bestie's hobbies before the abusive relationship.

It wasn't always successful, sometimes she needed a minute to process, other times she outright had to leave the environment. But eventually, she started playing the piano again, she started looking into astrology again even though her ex said it was a proof that women were dumb, she started celebrating her birthday without worrying about being stalked.

I just think It's beautiful. You can't change the past, you can only make newer, better memories to convince yourself it's not always gonna be that bad.

#sorry for self-insert on main #is it even self-insert if it's not about myself?#911 abc #bucktommy #tommy kinard #evan buckley #tevan #kinley #just my own hc

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captain19cb97 · 1 year

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Pre-Anniversary (M) s.cb

What's better than celebrating an anniversary? Celebrating the night before.

Pairing: Idol!Changbin x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 5.4k

Genre: Fluff, Smut (18+ MDNI) Established Relationship

Warnings: This is 100% smut, meaning, if you are not 18 or older, please DO NOT INTERACT with this story. Unprotected sex (reader is on birth control but as always, be smart and safe, use protection of multiple kinds) Pet names (baby, jagi, jagiya, princess) Praise, cursing, slight overstimulation and mentions of food.

"So what are you guys doing for your anniversary tomorrow?"

Changbin turned around from the mixer to look at Han. They had both stayed longer than everyone else tonight to try to finish brainstorming some more lyrics on a song that Chan had started and it was getting really late.

"We're not doing anything. Why?"

Han could've snapped his neck with how quickly he turned his head, letting his phone fall into his lap. "What do you mean you guys aren't doing anything?! It's your guys 6 month anniversary! You've got to do something!"

Changbin just shrugged as he turned his attention back to the screen in front of him, "She doesn't really like celebrating them. So we haven't."

"Any of them?"

Changbin just shook his head, "We celebrated our 3 month and then she told me that she didn't really care to celebrate them like most people do with like gifts and things. So we make dinner together, take a walk after we eat and then we watch a movie before we go to bed."

Han couldn't believe what he was hearing. This was the same man who constantly whined about wanting to buy her things before they were dating, but didn't half the time, because he was worried it would bother her. Now he has a reason to do it and doesn't?!

"You don't buy her gifts?" Han asked slowly, finally sitting up to fully engage in the conversation that he started.

Changbin saved the file then turned to look at Han and smiled, "I buy her flowers every two or three weeks. I buy her lunch twice a week, coffee every day that she has a meeting first thing in the morning. She goes to the gym with me every other day, if she can. She buys me lunch twice a week too, and coffee when we spend entire days in promotions." He shrugged a little, "If she noticed that her bouquet of flowers this morning, was bigger than usual, she didn't say anything. And she bought me lunch today, even though she was on a shoot set."

Han knew now. He knew by the look on Changbin's face, every day was like an anniversary for you guys. You both were happy and fit together like a lock and key- like everyone knew you guys would. He nodded and smiled, "You guys are disgustingly cute, you know."

Changbin laughed, "Yeah, I know. Not all the time though."

Han was skeptical and made a face to show it. "You sure? Because it sounds like you just described something that happens in movies or dramas. And that's your guys actual relationship."

"It's not always perfect, Hannie." Changbin shook his head. "We argue, we've had a couple fights. We get mad at each other sometimes when we disagree on something."

"Yet, you still do all of those things you just told me." Han pointed out, leaning back into the couch. "You guys have found a good balance obviously."

The older man nodded, finding no reason to disagree with Han. "Yeah, but that's the whole point of being in a relationship, isn't it?" He asked rhetorically, "We fight, we make up. We disagree, we try to find a middle ground. We get mad at each other; we give each other space to cool off then talk about it before the day's over."

Changbin wondered if your ears were burning because his phone went off on the desk behind him. Your specialized ring tone blasting "Hey Stupid, I Love You" for a few seconds before he answered the call.

"Hey, Jagi. What's up?"

"Are you still coming over tomorrow? I know you're still working on new music, so you've been staying later lately, so I just wanted to double check."

He smiled at your voice. The soft tone, told him you were ready to fall asleep, likely had already fallen asleep on your couch before you called him, actually. The slow way you spoke when you were sleepy always made his heart flutter and brought a smile to his face. There was just something about it that got to him and reminded him just how much he loved you.

"Yeah, I was planning to. I was going to tonight too, but you sound tired." He answered finally, seeing the dumb grin on Han's face.

You mumbled something softly, sleepily and it made him chuckle.

"One more time, baby. I didn't understand that."

You sighed loud enough for him to hear, "I said, I want you to come over though." He could hear the pout in your voice, and it made him smile even more, picturing the look on your face.

"It's late though." He said softly, only to hear you whine.

"Please?" You begged. "I haven't seen you in a week because of this shoot and I miss you."

That was true and it made him frown slightly, hearing the hurt in your voice. You had been working off property for another company the last few days and hadn't actually seen each other since you had dinner with all of the guys the weekend before. He had to have your flowers delivered to your apartment this morning because he couldn't actually give them to you, and you did the same thing with his lunch.

Han could see Changbin's face change, ever so slightly, but it was enough to know that he was bothered by whatever you had said.

"I know, Jagi. I miss you too." He sighed.

Han nodded to himself, moving to push Changbin in the chair, out of the way of the computer and saving everything before shutting it all down.

"Hold on, Jagi, okay?" He heard Changbin say before he turned to look at him. "What are you doing? We need to finish this."

Han just shook his head, "Go see your girlfriend, Hyung. I'll work on this some more at the dorm and then we can finish it in the morning."

Changbin didn't argue, not that he wanted to. Instead, he clapped Han on the shoulder as he stood from the chair and pocketed his things quickly, still holding his phone to his ear. "Okay, baby? I'll be there soon, okay?"

"Really?" You asked excitedly, the sleepiness in your voice still present but not as much.

Changbin nodded to himself, "Yeah, do you want me to pick something up to eat? Have you eaten dinner yet?"

"No, I haven't. I got home at like 9 and ended up falling asleep on the couch right after that." You admitted.

He hummed, "I'll get something then. I'll see you in a bit." He stopped, "I love you."

It had only been about a month or so since the first time he told you he loved you and every time he did, he was still nervous. You still made him nervous in general, but it was always in a good way. Like he still couldn't believe you had ever said yes to going out with him, couldn't believe that you loved him back.

"I love you, too. Thank you, baby. And tell Ji I said thank you, too."

He nodded, "I will."

He slid his phone into his pocket and looked at Han, "She said thank you. I'm assuming for sending me home, I don't know. But seriously, thanks, man."

Han smiled and grabbed his own stuff, "Don't worry about it, Hyung. You guys are used to seeing each other every day and I know that you've been upset this whole week because you guys haven't had time together."

Changbin shrugged a little as they both walked out of the studio and headed for the elevator. "I'm going to have to get used to not seeing her everyday though. As much as I don't want to. Especially with the tour coming up."

"I thought she was going with us?" Han asked, stepping into the elevator after Changbin.

"She was going to, yeah. But she just got offered a contract with Starship to do a couple shoots with Monsta X again, while we're gone." Changbin made a face, "I told her she should take the contract."

The elevator dinged, opening to the lobby, "Why? Don't you want her to go with us?" Han asked, walking out into the lobby.

Changbin looked up from his phone where he was currently ordering food to pick up. "Yeah, of course I do! I don't like the idea of not seeing her for 4 months, but we both have responsibilities and it's not always up to us how things go."

"But this could be something that goes your way, Hyung! She can get a different contract with them after the tour or something."

Changbin shook his head, "They go on tour, right after we do. And she'd go to the first couple dates with them."

Han looked at Changbin, a confused knock between his brows, "You'd rather she go on tour with a group that isn't us?"

Changbin groaned, rubbing at his forehead, "No, Han. I want her to go with us, but I know that she also wants to take the contract. But I'm not going to make her choose between us and them, that's shitty." He shook his head, "I'm never going to ask her to choose between me, or our group, and anything else."

They stood there in silence for a moment before Changbin sighed and looked back at Han, "I'll see you tomorrow, yeah?"

Han nodded, "Yeah. I hope you guys have a good night. Is she coming back to work tomorrow?"

"I think so, yeah. Today should've been the last day for her shoot." Changbin answered, slowly heading for the garage.

"Cool. Maybe we can all get lunch together tomorrow then."

Changbin smiled, "I'm sure she'd love that. Night, man. See you in the morning."

"Yeah, night, Hyung."

It took about 20 minutes before Changbin was stepping through your apartment door and tugging his shoes off, before his eyes landed on your figure on the couch, the light of the movie you had playing on the tv, hitting your face in the dark living room.

Asleep again.

He set the bag of food down on the counter before softly padding into the living room and kneeling down in front of you. "Jagi?" He moved your bangs away from your face. "Jagiya, wake up." He spoke softly, cupping your cheek as you slowly peeled your eyes open and looked at him. He smiled, leaning in to kiss your forehead, "Hi, baby. Sorry it took me so long. Are you hungry?"

You nodded slowly, curling your arms around his neck tightly, "Hi. I missed you." You breathed into his neck as he wrapped his arms around your waist just as tightly.

He chuckled, "I missed you, too. How did your shoot go?"

You made a noise in response. Not wholly negative but not positive either.

"That good, huh?" he grinned.

You leaned back enough to look at his face, scrunching yours up, "It was a shoot. I miss my boys." You laid your head back on his shoulder, tucking your face back into his neck. "Missed you the most though." You mumbled, pressing a soft kiss to the skin under his jaw. You felt his fingers on your skin at your hip, sliding slowly under the fabric of your shirt, his shirt, as you pressed another kiss to a different spot on his neck.

"Baby, you need to eat." There was a slight edge to his voice that got worse as his sentence tapered off as you kept kissing his neck.

You hummed, "What if I'm hungry for something else right now though?" You whispered, pulling back to look at him as you threaded your fingers through his hair, pushing his baseball hat off his head and to the floor.

In the 6 months you guys had been dating, there had been a lot of making out, tender touching and some action- that had only been in the last couple weeks though and neither of you ever got fully naked- you had yet to actually have sex together. You guys had talked about it, it wasn't something that you were waiting for the perfect time or anything, it came down to having the time and both of you being in the mood for more than some light, over the clothes stuff.

You had made your mind up about a month ago that you were ready to take that final step about it but you were waiting to actually do anything about it until you knew that Changbin had decided the same. Not wanting to just spring that on him if he wasn't quite ready for that yet.

He looked down at you, your eyes peering up at him with a look he hadn't seen yet, but he knew exactly what you meant and wanted, and he'd be damned if he didn't want it too. He came to the same conclusion about the same time you did but was nervous to bring it up at the time. "Are you sure?" He asked softly, his eyes roaming your face as he waited for you to answer him.

You smiled, nodding slowly, "I am. I have been for a while, but I was waiting in case you weren't."

He made a quiet noise in disbelief before his hands were somehow under both of your thighs and he had you in his arms as stood before the couch. "I was waiting in case you weren't." He mumbled, grinning wide at your surprised expression as you clung to him. "But now that that's out of the way, will you let me take care of you, baby?"

You felt your body still as his tone dropped low, his eyes meeting yours. You nodded, wrapping your legs around his waist. "Only if you let me take care of you too."

He shook his head, heading for your bedroom, "Another time, princess. Tonight, is about you. I'm going to show you how much I love you and you're going to let me. Right?"

You giggled as he pushed your door open wide enough to walk you both through it, "Are you telling or asking, baby?"

"Both. Will you let me show you how much I love you? Will you let me imprint every inch and curve of your body to my memory for all the times I can't have you? Will you let me write songs in my kisses on your skin," His knees hit the edge of the bed, "As you make every noise that I've dreamt of hearing?"

You whimpered as you leaned down, softly connecting his lips to yours, "Please, Binnie." You whispered against his lips before he dropped you onto the bed, wasting no time in leaning over you and planting one hand beside your head and the other on your side, under your shirt as he settled between your legs.

You grabbed at the front of his shirt, balling the collar in both of your hands as you pulled him closer to you, reveling in the pressure of him in top of you, his hips pressing teasingly into yours before you trailed your hands down his arms then down his back, grabbing the hem of his shirt and giving it a light tug. He pulled away long enough for you to pull it over his head before you let it fall to the ground, forgotten, as your eyes greedily took in the golden expanse of his chest as his hands found the hem of your shirt next.

He sucked in a breath once your shirt lay forgotten next to his, his eyes landed squarely on your bare chest beneath him. "Have you been like this all day, baby?"

He met your eyes, and the growing blush on your cheeks as you looked back at him and nodded slowly. "I didn't want to wear a bra today, so I didn't." You admitted softly. "I like how your shirts feel against my skin."

He groaned deeply, quickly pressing his lips back to yours for a moment before he trailed them down your neck and across your chest before he swiped his tongue over one of your nipples, taking the other in between his fingers and giving an experimental pinch as you moaned, and your fingers found his hair once again.

"Bin," You moaned softly again, closing your eyes as he moved, giving your other nipple the same attention.

He hummed against your skin, trailing his tongue between the valley of your tits before he looked at you, his hands trailing down your sides and just barely sitting on the waistband of your jeans. "You're going to let me worship you, right, Jagi?" You nodded, meeting his eyes as he ran his fingers along the band. "And you're going to tell me when I'm making you feel good, right?" You nodded again. "Words, baby. I need you to talk to me."

"I'm going to let you worship me, Binnie. I'll tell you when you're making me feel good, I promise." You breathed in anticipation as his fingers quickly popped the button on your jeans. "Please, just touch me, baby, please?"

He grinned, pressing a kiss below your naval and slowly tugging your pants down your legs, taking your panties along with them. "Anything for you, princess. You sound so pretty when you beg, you know that?" He wasted no time trailing his lips down the rest of your body, pressing soft kisses to both of your hips as he gently pushed your legs apart, smirking up at you as he slid his thumb between your folds, gently flicking your clit a couple times. "You're soaked, princess. Is this for me?"

You nodded, panting softly as his thumb followed the same path again, a little harder on the flick, making you buck your hips a little. You moaned, "All for you, baby." You breathed, letting your head fall back as he rubbed tight circles against you.

You felt his lips on the inside of your knee, once, twice, then a third time and before you could moan at the feeling of his thumb on your clit again, it was replaced by his mouth and you knew immediately, it wouldn't be long before he had you coming undone.

Your hand flew to his hair, pulling the strands through your fingers as you tried to move your hips to grind against his mouth. "Fuck, baby. That feels so good." You moaned.

He smiled against you as he doubled down, splaying one of his hands across your pelvis to stop you from moving, before teasingly prodding your hole with one of his fingers.

"D-don't tease me, Binnie, please?" You shook your head softly, squeezing your eyes shut as he kept up his assault on your clit.

He hummed, pulling away just enough to fully look at your face as he slid his finger in completely and watching your face contort in pleasure. "But you make the prettiest sound when you beg for me, princess. How could I not tease you?" His voice was low, lower than you ever thought you'd heard it, before he pressed a kiss to your swollen bulb. "Eyes on me, princess, I want you to see how much I enjoy tasting you."

You arched your back as his lips wrapped back around your clit and he added another finger, curling them just so to have you moaning louder as you pulled at his hair. "Ugh, Bin, more, please?" You picked your head up to look him in the eyes, and what a sight that was, "Fuck, baby that feels so good, but I need more."

He hummed against you, "What do you want, princess?"

"Make me cum. Make me cum and then fuck me until I cum again, Binnie. Please!" You cried, tears in the corners of your eyes as you quickly neared the edge of your orgasm.

Your words stoked the fire that was already in him, and his eyes darkened. "You wanna cum?"

"Yes, please! Make me cum, baby."

He nodded, his fingers moving quicker along your walls as you tightened around them. "I'll make you cum, princess, don't worry." He growled, his lips around your clit with renewed vigor, tongue lapping at the juices that were flowing from you.

The sounds echoing through your room were lewd. You were wet, wetter than you could ever remember being and your moans were pornographic as you teetered on the edge, your thighs shaking as you met his half lidded eyes.

"Bin," you warned, "Fuuck, I'm- I'm gonna cum."

He moved his hand, no longer holding you down and instead took your fingers between his and hummed against you again, "Cum for me, baby. Cum on my tongue."

You threw your head back for the final time, feeling grounded, in a way, with his finger in yours as you came. Your eyes were in the back of your head and Changbin didn't let up in his movements until he knew you were finally coming down from your high.

Your hand felt limp in his as you tried to catch your breath, gazing down your own body at the face of your boyfriend as he lifted his cum slick fingers to his lips and kept eye contact with you as he licked them clean of your essence.

Without another word, you shot up, grabbing his shoulder and flipping the both of you so he was on his back, and you were straddling his hips, hands on his shoulders before your eyes briefly caught the time on your clock.

12:32 a.m.

"Happy anniversary, baby." You smiled, leaning down to kiss him gently.

He hummed against your lips, "Happy anniversary, Jagi."

"So, how are you going to fuck me, Binnie?"

His hands found purchase on your hips as you slowly ground against his painfully hard dick. "Whatever way you want, princess."

You grinned, somewhat evilly, before kissing him again, your hands finding the band of his jeans and then quickly popping the button. "Do you want a condom?" You asked, leaning away from him a little.

He looked up at you, slightly confused before he remembered that you had an iud and grinned widely, "Do you?"

"We're both clean," You smiled, tangling your fingers into the back of his hair before you leaned down close to his ear and whispered, "I want you to fuck me full of your cum."

He growled deeply, his hands moving to squeeze under your ass as he flipped you back over. "Don't move." He pointed at you after he stood up, reaching to pull his pants down.

You sat in the middle of your bed, watching as Changbin made quick work of both his jeans and his boxers, finally leaving the both of you bare. You openly ogled him, looking at him from head to toe as he stalked near you again. "Baby, you're so fucking hot." You gushed, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as he leaned over you again.

He pressed a kiss to your lips, taking your bottom one between his teeth as he pulled away, "You're one to talk." He laid you back, trailing kissing down your neck again, "You want me to fuck you full of my cum, huh?" You nodded slowly, knowing he couldn't see your face. "I'll do it, baby. But I want you to keep it in. Do you understand?" He grabbed your jaw, not roughly but enough to make sure your eyes were on his. "I don't want you wasting a single drop. Got it?"

"I won't waste any, baby." You whimpered before he crashed his lips to yours and you felt him line himself up at your entrance.

He kept kissing you as he slowly pushed in, inch by glorious inch until he was bottomed out and you were already gasping for air, moaning against his lips.

He dropped his forehead to your shoulder, "Oh shit, princess. You're so warm, baby. You feel so good." He gently kissed the skin by his lips.

Your hands were moving, holding his arm, around his neck, the sheets below you, anywhere you could grab, "Move. Do something, Bin, please."

Your plead was all he needed to pull out almost completely before pushing back in just as slowly, groaning at the feeling of you wrapped around him completely.

You moaned, wrapping your legs around his waist in an attempt to pull him closer as he thrusted in and out of you and kissed along your collarbone. "It feels so good, baby. Just like that."

He groaned against your neck, biting down hard enough to make you clench around him, digging your nails into his shoulders, "You feel so fucking good, baby. Taking me so well, like you were made for me. Fuck."

He accented his words by trailing his hand down your body, his fingers making contact with your clit again, making you arch your back off the bed, pressing tightly against his chest. "D-don't stop." You whined, raking your nails down his back.

"I'm not stopping until you beg me to, baby." He growled, leaning back and pulling your legs from his waist and basically folding you in half, "Not when you sound this good, feel this good. Fuck, do you feel good." He brought one of your legs up to his shoulder, kissing along your calf and listened to you cry out when the angle made him hit deeper.

"Oh, shit! Yes, just like that!" You panted, "Just like that."

You clenched around him, the feeling of how deep he was, how he was hitting every spot inside you perfectly and the constant rhythm of him rubbing at your clit was sending you speeding towards another orgasm.

Hearing the sounds he was making above you were heaven to your ears- hearing him let out deep, guttural moans and groans as he pounded into you, only turned you on more and it felt like your skin was on fire.

He wrapped his arm around your thigh of the leg he had on his shoulder, keeping your legs spread as his hips rocketed into yours with such a lewd and loud smacking sound. Your knuckles turned white from how hard you were gripping the sheets as your back arched from the bed. "I-m gonna cum." You whimpered, moaning loudly as you clenched tightly around him.

He groaned, his fingers tightening around your thigh and on your hip. "You've been so good, baby, cum for me again."

You threw your head back, keeping your back arched in pleasure as your body started convulsing as you came, almost screaming Changbin's name.

He kept his brutally delicious pace and it felt like that only made you cum harder. His hips never stopped, even as he faltered slightly, stuttering as you clenched around him again, milking him for everything he had.

"Fuck!" He moaned, spilling inside you and painting your walls with his warm seed as he rocked into you until he came down from his high.

He slowly pulled out, and you moaned as he did, feeling suddenly empty as he dropped to his back beside you, panting.

You turned your head to look at him, staring at his side profile as little beads of sweat dropped from his hair to the bed, before he turned and met your eyes.

Quickly, he leaned over and connected his lips to yours in a chaste kiss before you felt his hand on the inside of your thigh.

You shivered at the contact, shaking your head, "Baby, I can't." You whined, your eyes pleading with him in your overstimulated state. "It's too much."

He smirked, his hand cupping your sex gently, pushing the leaking mess of your combined cums back inside you. "I told you, princess, don't waste a single drop." He growled, listening to you moan softly, your hips jerking as his finger made contact with your swollen clit.

You wrapped your fingers around his wrist, gasping at the feeling of him touching you again, grinding your hips into his hand. "But I didn't." You protested between pants.

Changbin leaned over, kissing along your neck as his fingers moved along your core. "And you won't. Even if that means that I have to fuck it back into you."

You moaned loudly, whimpering as he grazed his teeth along your shoulder. "Binnie," you panted, eyes screwed shut as a familiar pressure kept quickly building in your stomach. "Don't stop."

The bed jostled a little bit as he moved to lean over you again, and before you could whine about him doing exactly what you had just asked him not to, you gasped as he easily flipped you into your stomach, pulling your hips back to meet his as he slid back in you.

"Oh fuck, baby." You cried, clenching tightly around him. "How are you ready to go again?"

"Do you have any idea how many times you make me hard on a daily basis?" He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth as he looked down at you, trailing his hand from your ass, down your back slowly. "You're so fucking beautiful, baby." He pulled out slowly, then thrust back in quickly and stopped, his pelvis against yours. "So fucking perfect for me." Out and then back in again, like he was punctuating each compliment. "Fuck, I love you." He moaned, filling just setting another fast pace as he pulled your back up against his chest.

You gasped, reaching back and grabbed the back of his neck, keeping his head next to yours as you both moaned. You turned your head, slotting your lips roughly against his in a messy kiss- panting into each other's mouths.

It was more intense this time, the two orgasms he'd already given you, had made you incredibly sensitive but it felt so good as his cock dragged along your walls, each thrust pushing you closer and closer to a third orgasm.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Changbin!" Your voice an octave higher as you moaned, feeling the tension snap all of a sudden, cumming on his cock without any warning.

Your sudden orgasm threw him headlong into a second orgasm too and his hips came to a stuttering halt this time from how hard you had clamped down on him. Your nails on dug into his forearm, wrapped around your waist, but he couldn't even feel the pain as you both slowly came down from your highs this time.

If it hadn't been for his arm around you, you wouldn't collapsed right there into the bed. But, ever the gentlemen that he is, Changbin gently laid you down, staying leaned over you for another moment as he peppered your shoulders with gentle kisses while you tried to catch your breaths again.

"I thought it was too much?"

You could hear the damn smirk in his voice, without even looking back at him. "I'm going to be so sore in the morning." You croaked, nudging him a little to get him off you.

When he did move, he pulled out at the same time, making you wince a little at the feeling this time. If you were sensitive before, you're thoroughly fucked now. Well, yeah. That was the point.

Changbin watched your face scrunch up as he got off of you. "Sorry, Jagi." He muttered, looking over at you, a slight flush on his cheeks.

You turned your head and just smiled sleepily at him, before leaning over and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "Don't be. That was amazing." You mumbled against his lips before pulling back. "I'm gonna go shower though now. Wanna join me?"

He chuckled, watching you get up on slightly wobbly legs. "Yeah. We can eat when we get out."

You made a face, "I forgot you brought food home." You admitted softly, heading for the bathroom.

He laughed, "I'm not surprised, you were pretty set on something else."

You rolled your eyes as you leaned to turn the shower on. "Hey, I'm not the one who was sending shirtless gym pictures this morning." You turned and looked back at him over your shoulder, seeing him leaning in the doorway with his arms crossed. "You can't blame me for wanting to jump you."

He let out a loud laugh, coming over and wrapping his arms around you, pressing your back into his chest. "You can jump me whenever you want to, Jagi."

You kissed him, smiling against his lips. "Be careful, I just might."

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queenshelby · 8 months

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Our Little Secret (Part 21)

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Warning: Infidelity

Several months later...

Eventually, just over three months had passed since your first doctors' visit together and you were now officially 32 weeks pregnant and glowing. You had just passed your first lot of law school exams with flying colors and settled into your new home quite nicely.

Being on your own no longer bothered you and, even despite his newfound relationship with Amanda, Cillian was there for you when you needed him.

In fact, he became even more attentive, understanding that your due date was getting closer.

Much to his girlfriend's dislike, he spent several evenings with you after you finished lectures for the day to help you prepare for the arrival of your daughter.

You were extremely grateful for his support and guidance, especially since you lacked support from your family. Your mother had not spoken to you in six months and neither has your father after he learned what you had done.

You had never imagined that you would end up having a child by yourself at such a young age, but you were determined to give birth to your little one and raise her to the best of your abilities. However, despite your strength and determination, you couldn't help but yearn for companionship.

At times, you missed having someone to share your life with, and it saddened you that Cillian had fallen for another woman.

But then again, you knew that a relationship between you and him would be impossible. After all, he was more than twice your age and you were certain that, at times, he considered you to be immature.

As such, you never showed your weaknesses to him nor did you beg for his attention. You weren't clingy at all and wanted to show him that you could do this on your own if you had to, even if it was a struggle.

Being emotionally intelligent though, Cillian knew that you were struggling at times and he respected you for trying to hide those moments.

Unbeknownst to you, he was impressed by your resilience and maturity, even when you felt insecure about your young age and if it wasn't for Amanda, he knew that he would probably keep you company more often.

Amanda, however, made it difficult for him to visit you more than twice a week and, knowing that she didn't particularly like children, you started to worry about whether she would be supportive of the shared custody arrangement you and Cillian had already agreed upon once your daughter was no longer relying on regular breastfeeding.

After sharing those concerns with Cillian once three weeks ago though, he assured you that, despite her initial hesitations, Amanda had gradually warmed up to the idea of you giving birth to his child. According to him, she recognized that there was nothing she could do to prevent it. She had come to terms with the fact that Cillian truly cared for you and that he was dedicated to raising his daughter together with you and yet, she appeared to be uncomfortable whenever he came to visit you at your house.

One evening in particular about two weeks ago, she called him several times when he was with you, making it clear that she wanted him to return home sooner rather than later.

This happened on a weekend where she had decided to stay at his house for a few nights while his son Max was with Danielle and, clearly, she wanted to make the most of the opportunity to spend time with him alone.

She had been particularly vocal during their argument that evening and, although you hadn't heard exactly what had been said, you sensed that she might have used threats to try to manipulate his behavior.

By the time Cillian had returned to his house that night in order to give in to Amanda's demands, he had barely managed to explain himself without upsetting you however. He knew that he owed you an apology for leaving so abruptly that day, but he was also frustrated with Amanda's controlling behavior.

He had tried to tell you that she was merely worried about the relationship they had built together, but you could hear some resentment in his voice that day, making you wonder whether he regretted his recent life choices.

Then, a week after that, a similar incident occurred again. This time, Cillian had invited you over to his place to celebrate passing your exams with a nice dinner he had ordered from your favorite restaurant.

However, Amanda had caught wind of his plans and unexpectedly showed up at his house, pretending to be wanting to surprise him just as you were sitting down to eat.

She had walked in wearing a corporate style dress and immediately started acting flirtatious towards Cillian. You had remained composed, but deep down, you felt uneasy about the situation.

"I did not realize you have company," she lied after giving him a rather sickening kiss and, without even bothering to acknowledge you, she glanced at her watch.

"Isn't it past your bedtime Y/N?" Amanda then sneered sarcastically, her eyes narrowing at you in a mockery of friendliness.

"Funny," you retorted coolly, refusing to let her jibe throw you off kilter while Cillian glared at her somewhat angrily as if to put her into her place.

"Yeah, I thought it was a good joke. No harm intended," she explained herself, feigning innocence as she slid into the chair opposite to you, crossing her legs seductively. Her gaze traveled provocatively up and down your body before landing back on Cillian. She wore a smug smirk on her lips and your jaw tensed involuntarily in response.

"So, what are you celebrating?" she then wanted to know., her tone dripping with sweetness. "If I may ask," she added, casting a mischievous grin at Cillian whose gaze seemed to grow cold as ice.

"I passed my exam and Cillian was nice enough to invite me over for dinner," you explained calmly, hoping to diffuse the mounting tension.

"Oh great, which subjects?" Amanda asked, feigning interest. "I remember studying law back when you actually had to work hard for good grades," she joked, casting a sidelong glance at Cillian. "Nowadays, there seems to be an influx of law school graduates which indicates to me that, clearly, obtaining a bachelor's degree isn't so hard anymore," she snarked, looking pointedly at you.

"Well," Cillian interjected, growing increasingly irritated with Amanda's provocative banter. "You can say whatever you want but Y/N studied hard and got 92% which I think is a pretty decent achievement," he defended you, his gaze locking onto Amanda's with fire.

"Oh, of course. I am sorry. It is a great achievement, especially in her condition," Amanda conceded grudgingly, her gaze flicking briefly towards your protruding belly before returning to Cillian.

"My condition?" you repeated incredulously, your gaze darting between Amanda and Cillian. "What does my pregancy have to do with my academic success?" you demanded, your voice rising with indignation.

"Oh, I meant no offense," Amanda apologized nonchalantly, her tone belying her true intentions. "After all, you are still quite young and it must be tough balancing studies while going through pregnancy and all," she shrugged, casting a sympathetic glance at you.

"It is impressive that you manage to juggle so much responsibility," she continued to patronize you, her tone implying that she believed the feat unlikely.

"Yeah, you know what, I think I should go," you finally stood up, unable to stand the insinuations anymore.

"You haven't even touched your food?" Amanda asked suddenly, gesturing to the untouched plate in front of you.

"I guess my condition made me nauseous now, so I shall give dinner a miss tonight," you responded with a tight smile, gathering your belongings swiftly.

"I'll see you later, Cillian," you added, shooting him a meaningful glance before stepping out of the house.

Outside, the cold winter air hit you like a slap in the face, sending a sharp chill down your spine. Tears welled up in your eyes as you struggled to hold them back, but you refused to break down. You needed to prove to everyone, including yourself, that you could handle this situation gracefully.

With a deep breath, you squared your shoulders and marched down the driveway, ignoring the painful throbbing in your lower back but, just as you reached Cillian's car, sitting idly in the driveway, you heard a familiar voice from behind.

"Wait Y/N," Cillian called out, his footsteps echoing loudly against the frost-covered pavement.

"Don't," you mumbled, fighting back tears as you spun around to face him even though you hoped that he wouldn't see you like this. Weak and crying.

The sight of Cillian rushing towards you, lips pinched tightly, filled you with a strange mix of relief and apprehension. "I'm okay," you insisted weakly, wiping away the stray tear that escaped your eye.

"No, you are not," Cillian countered firmly, reaching out to cup your cheeks tenderly. "And you don't have to pretend that everything is alright," he whispered hoarsely, his eyes brimming with concern.

"Let me walk you home at least," he offered, taking your hand into his, his touch comforting.

"You don't have to. It's just a short distance Cillian. I will be fine," you reassured him, noting how close your new house was to his.

"I know," he argued, his grip tightening around your hand. "But I insist on walking you home," he declared adamantly, his gaze holding yours firmly.

"Okay," you relented softly, allowing him to lead you through the crisp, snow-kissed streets.

As you walked side by side, the silence between you grew deafening until Cillian broke it.

"Amanda can be incredibly manipulative," he admitted, his voice quivering with frustration. "But I assure you that she means well," he added hastily, as if sensing your skepticism.

"Is that why she constantly belittles me?" you challenged quietly, your gaze fixated on the icy path beneath your feet. "Because she means well?" you repeated, your voice dripping with sarcasm.

"There might be some jealousy at play here," Cillian sighed ruefully, his grip tightening around your hand. "I don't think Amanda is coping well with the fact that you are having my child," he confided, his gaze boring into yours. "She says that she is okay with it and has accepted it, but I don't necessarily think that this is true," he admitted, his voice trembling slightly.

"Well, she has to learn how to live with it and I think that it will become difficult for all of us, including our daughter, if she cannot cope with this kind of situation," you reasoned pragmatically, trying to distract yourself from the hurtful exchanges earlier.

"I agree," Cillian concurred somberly, his grip tightening around your hand. "But I think that she will come around eventually once she realizes that you are no threat to her," he surmised, his gaze drifting towards the twinkling stars overhead.

"I hope so," you sighed wistfully, your gaze trailing along the icy path. "I only wish for us to get along," you affirmed, your voice laced with sadness.

"I think that you should focus on preparing for Baby Mara's arrival instead of worrying about that," Cillian reassured you, his voice softening. "We will find a way to make things work and I can assure you that Mara will always come first for me. Her and Max, of course," he promised, his gaze meeting yours tenderly.

"I promise I won't leave either of you hanging for a woman," he added earnestly, pulling you into his arms gently.

"I know," you whispered, your heart swelling with gratitude.

"Thank you, Cillian," you murmured, your voice shaking slightly. "Thank you for being there for me," you reiterated, your fingers entwining in his.

"You don't need to thank me, Y/N," he replied sincerely, his embrace tightening around you as you approached your house.

"I am the one who should be thankful that you decided to carry my child," he emphasized, his voice cracking slightly. "Despite everything going on in our lives, you still chose to trust me and I am forever grateful for that," he confessed, his gaze holding yours intensely as you unlocked the door.

"Will you come inside?" you invited him tentatively, hoping that he would accept your offer.

"Not tonight," he declined gently, pressing a warm kiss to your forehead. "But. I will be there on Monday night to put together this ridiculous Ikea Cot you bought," he chuckled you, his gaze holding yours tenderly. "I promise," he added, stepping back to allow you to enter.

"Goodnight, Y/N," he whispered huskily, leaving you standing in the doorway, gazing longingly at your retreat. "Sleep well," he murmured, disappearing into the darkness.

To be continued...

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k-slla · 8 months

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Always and forever

A/N: I'm almost finished with my first bingo card- honestly can't believe it! Only one more square after this :)

Square filled for @jacklesversebingo : "You told me you were okay! You promised!" Will be in bold

Warnings: loss of a child, grieving, attempted suicide, lots of angst, survivor's guilt, car accident (mentioned only)

A/N2: I can only imagine the pain of having to bury your child, but losing a loved one in car accident because of a drunk driver is unfortunately far too familiar to me. Don't drink and drive.

W/C: ~2k | My Masterlist

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

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Never would have you imagined that loss of your child is something you'd ever have to go through. You wouldn't wish this upon anyone.

You and Jensen were standing now at the open door of the funeral home, with you cramped up to his hand, unable to move. Guilt, pain, shame, anger and all other negative emotions that come with grief, were crushing you from the inside. Jensen saw you struggling and pulled you against him, keeping you close. “We have to go inside. They're waiting for us.”

You didn't even bother to try and keep your tears at bay.

“I know, but..I c-can’t.. I can't move.” You looked up at your husband, who was sharing your pain, and tried his best to ease from the guilt and shame that had overcome you. He pressed his lips softly to your forehead, whispering. “I know..baby, I know, but I am here with you. Always and forever.” You felt a warm tear running down his cheek against yours.

“I just need a little more time. Little more before I say goodbye to her.” You hid your face into his neck. He hugged you tight as both of you stood still in the brisk autumn air.

You remember clearly the day you held her for the first time. As if you could ever forget that. You never believed those talks about how after giving birth you immediately forget everything after you see your baby. You never believed it to be true. How would it be possible to forget the physical pain so easily? But when you finally saw your tiny baby girl, you didn't think of the pain you went through, all that was occupying your mind was just how incredibly beautiful she was.

“Do you have a name for her yet?” Nurse next to you asked Jensen while you were still admiring the little bundle in your arms. “Aspen. Aspen Joelle Ackles.” he whispered and lightly dried his eyes from the tears. “Welcome to the world, baby Aspen.” The nurse smiled.

You laid in the bed, tired, but still smiling at Jensen when you saw him holding your daughter in his arms for skin-on-skin contact, beaming from happiness.

Both you and Jensen got used to your new roles as parents quickly. He still had to return to filming the show, but you weren't alone and he was home every weekend like clockwork. For five years your lives were perfect, until the accident that broke your little family.

He hugged you tight for the last time, and from the corner of your eye you saw all your friends and family waiting for you and Jensen to join the memorial service for your daughter. With your head held down, you walked into the room side by side with him. The silence in there was deafening, as everyone patiently waited for you to sit down.

A quick glance at the casket in the middle of the room made it almost impossible for you to keep your sobs under control. It was just heartbreakingly small.

Life is full of all kinds of twists and turns, you knew that, but it was just unfair how in the game of life and death, Aspen was the one to lose and the drunk driver responsible for your car accident was able to walk away unharmed. You just couldn't accept it. But it seemed that it was like this most of the time with these situations.

Innocent souls always seemed to be the ones who lost.

The memorial went by with your mind being completely fogged up. Both of your parents said a few words on your behalf, to make it a little bit easier for you, but you couldn't register anything they said. You were just focused on Jensen next to you, tightly holding onto your hands. One by one your closer family started saying their goodbyes to Aspen. You wanted to be left alone in there with Jensen for yours, because even now you were just barely holding on.

A week was all that was possible for Jensen to get off from work for the funeral. A week. Then he had to return to Vancouver for filming. Your parents were visiting almost daily, but you wished they’d rather leave you alone. Only person you needed for comfort was your husband and he had to work. You actually encouraged him to go work. He offered to stay with you, no matter the consequences, but you couldn't do that to him. You knew what it meant for him to be able to work on the show. And working has always eased his mind from anything, so you hoped it would make grieving a little easier for him too.

Each day you could feel the guilt starting to slowly eat you up more, and depression began to deepen its roots inside you. All day and night, your mind was always racing with the possibilities of different outcomes. What if?

What if you would've told Jensen to take a taxi home from the airport? What if you would've waited five more minutes at home before leaving to pick him up? What if you would've left five minutes earlier? Would any of this have changed anything? Would your daughter be still alive? All of this was playing in your head like a broken record, but you'd never know.

Day by day, everything started to get even more overwhelming. Eating. Getting out of bed. You were either sleeping all day or you weren't sleeping at all. All those small every day motions. It was all too much. But you still didn't look for help. You couldn't admit to anyone that you needed it, not even Jensen. On the outside, with each passing day, your smile was growing. On the inside, you felt nothing other than the guilt of you surviving the accident instead of your daughter. It got too painful for you to even exist, so you were looking for an easy way out.

Jensen didn't talk to you at all, when he visited you in the hospital, but you were still glad that he even came. Even if he just sat there beside your bed, you saw how he was barely keeping himself together each time he glanced at you. Slightly sniffling, but still silent. Past few months have not been kind to either of you. Worry, grief, pain- everything had left their mark, aging you more than they should have. While there wasn't a point to try to come up with excuses for yourself, you still felt like you had to say something. “I'm sorry, Jensen.” Your voice was barely above whisper. It wouldn't make anything better, but it was all you managed to say.

You saw that his green eyes were full of hurt and betrayal when he got up from the chair, not even acknowledging your apology. “I have to speak to your doctor.”

You were kept in hospital for a few days, under “observation”. In other words - to make sure you were mentally stable enough that you wouldn't try to take your life again. You knew that even if they'd let you home sooner, Jensen wouldn't leave your side. Even now he only left the hospital for an hour or so every day, the rest of the time he sat in the chair by your bed, even slept in it. But now he had come home for a longer time to be with you, as the filming for the season had ended.

When you were finally let home, the drive there was again in deafening silence. You noticed him fidgeting nervously with the steering wheel. As soon as you got home, you just planted yourself onto the sofa in the living room. Jensen joined you a moment later and both of you sat there for a while without speaking. Time seemed to move so slowly.

He finally moved a little bit closer to you, but didn't look at you when he started speaking. “Why?” His voice was completely broken, as was he himself too. “Why did you do this, Y/N?” You turned to take a closer look at him. The lines around his eyes were now more prominent than they used to. His beard was also longer than he usually kept. The overall look of him was just like there was only a shell left of the man he used to be.

“I-I just didn't want to be here without you anymore.” You finally managed to whisper. “It was too much for me.”

You couldn't turn your eyes away from him, and at last he met your gaze, his eyes seemed to be full of even more pain than before.

“Why did you let me leave then?" He asked quietly. "I told you I'd stay with you.”

“I knew you'd feel better when you'd be away from here, working. I didn't want to be the reason to keep you here.”

He scoffed. “So you opted for suicide instead of calling me home? Instead of talking to me? I'm your husband. You know I would've left anything behind for you in a heartbeat. Always, sweetheart.”

“You would've probably been fired.”

“I don't care about that! I care about you! I only left because you told me to! I asked you to come with me.” He tried to get his voice under control, not to be yelling at you, but it was without success. “You told me you were okay! You promised!” He paced around in the living room, trying to calm down.

Your voice didn't fail to match his tone. “How could I ever be okay? I lost my daughter. I will never be okay with that!”

“I lost her too. I lost my baby too.” He came to kneel in front of you.

Both you were broken, crying, letting out emotions you had kept in for so long, desperately seeking consolation from one another. “No one will ever ask us to be okay with losing her. We just have to be there for each other, but you almost left me completely alone..” he reached his hand out for your cheek. “I was so close to losing you too, do you even realize that? When I got the call, I..” he couldn't finish his sentence. You finally saw what you would've left behind if your attempt would've been successful. Your parents would've had to bury their daughter, just as you did. Jensen would've buried his daughter and wife in a span of short six months. The thought of that made you broke down again.

“I'm sorry, Jensen.” You felt the wall that kept your emotions at bay, crumble at your feet. “It's just- I feel guilty..for the accident.” You were now sobbing hard as Jensen sat next to you again. “I should’ve taken some other route or anything. I should've done something. I feel like it's all my fault.”

He pulled you up into his lap before closing his arms around you. “It was not your fault, Y/N..It was not, and you wouldn't have been able to stop it.” he sighed. You let him hold you tight and rested your head onto his shoulder. “It's hard for me to believe that.” You sniffled.

“I know I haven't been home a lot, but when was the last time you visited AJ's grave?” Jensen asked softly. You took a little time to think. You realized it had been way too long. “I can't remember.” You answered him. “I just couldn't go there alone.” You had to admit with a heavy heart.

“Let's go there together then, hm?” You only nodded against his chest.

“Honey, please look at me for a second.” He begged gently. “Please promise me that you'll never push your emotions down, because you think that would make me feel better. I never want you to feel like you have to keep your feelings in because of what would be better for me. Never. I will always be here for you. Always, because that's what I promised to you.”

You locked eyes with him and gave your promise to Jensen, as you made him promise the same to you. You were in this together, you will heal together. It wouldn't happen in a blink of an eye, but eventually you knew it would get easier. It just had to. You just had to be there for him, like he always stood beside you.

Always and forever.

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peachsukii · 29 days

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REI! Now I have to know what was Bakugou’s reaction when you told him that you’re pregnant? 🥺

Nana!!!! Ahhhh I've been thinking about this for days. Thank you for asking! 🥺

I like to think that she's unplanned, something we didn't really think about because we're so busy with work. I gave up birth control going into our 30s and we never bothered with any sort of precautions. She snuck up on us, to say the least! We were ready to go on a long overdue vacation when I started to feel out of it. Nothing crazy - a little dizzy in the mornings, not able to sleep through the night, etc. We both chalked it up to being overworked the last few months.

While Katsuki was out grabbing groceries one night on our beach vacation, I walked to the drug store down the road to grab a test on a whim. I was pacing in the kitchen with the test in my hands when he came back and immediately caught on.

I told him that I didn't look at the results and was scared to without him, so we did it together. 🥹💕 When we saw the little pink plus sign, I bawled. I couldn't believe it and the fear of it all was too overwhelming in the middle of it. I'll never forget what Katsuki said that night.

"No wonder you've been glowing these last few weeks, peach. Explains why I felt like I was fallin' in love with ya all over again. You're gonna be the best mama on this planet to our little munchkin."

#☆.reis inbox #☆.moots #☆.reis selfship lore #☆.katsurei #tw pregnancy #tw children #i'm so soft thinking about her now #sobbing tbh #ty for asking <333

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luvmyoui · 1 year

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one-how it all started

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myoui mina x fem!reader

warnings: sexism(?), smut, degradation, pregnancy, mina being a pro-lifer, badly written smut, spanking, facefucking, cockslapping, breeding kink???

word count: 3,124

a/n: this is my first time ever writing smut and so it might be cringe and bad BUT HOPEFULLY ILL IMPROVE!!

The only sounds that could be heard in your room at this moment were the slapping of skin, mina's grunts, and your moans. The room was hot, like a sauna almost, there was sweat dripping down the skins of both you and mina.

“please, please, please”, please was all you could get out, your mind was all jumbled up, the pleasure you were feeling was overtaking your senses.

“yeah, you like that? hm? you like it when i fuck you like this?" all you could do was moan in response as mina kept pounding into you.

the only thing you could focus on was mina's huge cock filling you up, you had just gotten onto birth control which meant that mina was now fucking you raw for the first time. You didn't think it’d feel this different, feel this much better. You could feel the veins on her cock rubbing inside you as she entered and exited you. you could feel the tip of her cock kissing your cervix and it made your eyes roll to the back of your head every time, you swore nothing could beat the feeling.

for some reason she felt so much bigger inside you without a condom, it felt almost like your first time (which was with her). the pleasurable pain of her practically splitting you open with her cock. The feeling was too good, it truly felt amazing.

“fuckfuckfuck im coming, fuck. you gonna take my load hm? gonna let me fill you up?” mina said, lost in pleasure as she quickened her pace if that was even possible with how fast she was going.

“yes, yes, please mina please cum inside me i need it.” you said feeling yourself get more turned on by her dirty words as you moaned more and louder.

almost right after you said that mina came, she reached her hand down to rub at your clit while she continued thrusting into you. The feeling of her warm load entering you along with the extra stimulation at your clit sent you flying over the edge along with her.

after both of you finished, mina collapsed on top of you and turned you along with herself to the side so that her weight was now on the bed but her dick still buried inside you.

“can i just stay inside, please?” mina asked in the most innocent voice making you question weather this was the same girl who was fucking you raw and whispering dirty things into your ear just moments before.

hearing her say it like that, you couldn't help but nod and bury your head in her covered chest. whenever you two had sex mina never undressed fully, sure she’d take off her pants but she hated taking off her shirt. you assumed it was just insecurity about her breasts (it's not) so you never really pushed her on it and accepted it how it was.

soon enough you had both fallen asleep minas cock still deep inside you stopping her semen from fully exiting you. you woke up from your little nap with mina by hearing the front door of your house open. ‘fuck’ was all you could think as you quickly woke mina up telling her your dad was home and that she needed to leave. she quickly got up and dressed herself as she left from the window in your room right before your dad entered. you held your phone up to your face as you pretended to have been using your phone when he entered.

“hey, just wanted to let you know your mom won't be home ‘till late so don't bother waiting for her.”

“yeah, okay.”

myoui mina, the most popular person in your school, was more of a popular guy though. her condition of being intersex was well known to everyone in your school including the guys in turn making almost all her friends guys. and mina? she was the definition of a male, there was no other way to describe her. She played video games all day, refused to cook or clean after herself because of course her mom pampers her and treats her like a prince(ss), and you once even walked in on her comparing sizes with her friend(she was indeed bigger). seeing that sight you were obviously bewildered because wtf?? but in response she just told you to leave and that you wouldn't get it.

before you two even dated she had slept with almost all the girls in your school, and you two started dating sophomore year. mina was basically a guy, called the girls who slept around whores but she herself? She obviously wasn't a whore because she had a dick.

you, being the most popular girl (discluding mina), it was only obvious for you to date mina, and who wouldn't fall for her. not only did she not lack in looks or sizes she was also funny and cute and she somehow managed to woo you. you two were the it couple of your school, the most popular girls in the school were dating. Obviously everyone loved it, all the guys were in love with you and girls were in love with mina so it only made sense for you two to date. more than that though, you genuinely loved mina, no matter her boyish personality you still loved her so much. so much so that you gave your virginity to her.

that was another thing mina loved about you, you were clean. a virgin, never been touched by anyone other than her, it made her happy that you weren't a whore like the other girls at school.

your dad never really liked your relationship with mina especially after catching her balls deep inside of you. obviously(and thankfully) she covered you instead of herself because other than her dick she was fully dressed. she pulled out of you, her dick still out and bowed to your father apologizing to him. your dad never wanted you to date anyone, he never wanted to see ‘his little girl’ hurt, and after seeing mina fucking you first hand he wasnt that happy.

other than his protectiveness though, your dad was pretty chill with mina and compared to the other people you had brought home you would probably say he disliked mina the least. because you were serious with mina and planned a future with her you were really happy she was the one your dad liked the most. even though you knew that if you were to marry mina she’d probably make you a stay at home mom you didn't mind that for now, there was still a long way to marriage and by then you could probably reason something out with her.

It has been a couple weeks since you and mina did it for the first time without protection and you haven't been feeling very well. whenever you had sex with mina if she squeezed or touched your boobs it'd hurt a lot more than it’d pleasure you, your chest was much more sore and you had a lot of nausea. you knew what it was when you noticed your period wasn’t coming. panicked you called up your best friend camila.

“hey, can you get a pregnancy test and come over to my house real quick?” you spoke into your phone a bit panicked

“what?”

“I'll tell you when you get here.” you said before hanging up on her, thoughts were rushing through your head, what were you gonna do if it was positive. you decided that if it was positive then you would have to abort it, you had to for the sake of your future.

As soon as camila arrived you explained what had happened and that you had no clue how this could've happened.

“how long had you been on birth control for when you first did it without protection?” was the first thing camila asked after you explained the situation.

“uhh, I think a day or two?” you said unsure of the exact day.

“are you dumb or are you dumb?! did you even listen to what the doctor said when you were given birth control??? you're supposed to wait a week!” she said in disbelief at your lack of knowledge.

“I know I know but mina kept on insisting, she said that condoms were uncomfortable and she wanted to be closer to me. and she told me the other girls she had been with let her do it early into taking birth control.”

“you idiot, you never listen when a guy says stuff like that”

“but mina's a girl so it’s different.” you responded meekly

“you and i both know that there is no difference, mina is a literal guy.'' camila said and you knew you couldn't argue with that.

before you knew it 5 minutes had passed and when you picked up the pregnancy test and it read positive you almost cried.

“I have to call mina, we have to figure out where, when, and how we’ll abort it.” you said as you picked up your phone to call mina.

you called her and told her it was something really important and that she needed to come right now. she came pretty quick, and really worried. she didn't think she had ever biked faster, your panicked voice sent a whirlwind of thoughts through her head, thoughts on what could have happened. after you ended the call with mina, camila left telling you that this was probably something you should tell her alone.

when you heard the knocking at your front door you ran down and dragged mina up to your bedroom locking the door.

“mina, I'm pregnant.” you said as soon as you turned to face her, the look on her face after those words left your mouth was unreadable.

“we have to figure out how to get rid of it quickly, and we have to do it without my parents finding out.” you continued on what you were saying.

“what? you wanna kill my baby??” mina said in disbelief, all you could think was ‘fuck’.

If you knew she’d wanna keep the baby you never would've told her and just have gotten rid of it by yourself. judging by how she is, the thought that she’d wanna keep the baby never crossed your mind. this had to be a joke, a sick fucking joke. If mina wanted to keep the baby no matter what you said that meant you’d have to keep the baby.

“mina, please, it's not even developed yet. we’re both still high schoolers, not even adults, we can't provide for a child. you don't have a job, where would we even stay, we can't keep a child at my house for sure. please just let me abort it, please.” you said practically begging her to let you abort it.

“are you fucking serious?! you’re seriously trying to kill my baby. I don't give a fuck as to what you think either because that’s my kid too. you are not allowed to kill my baby, i can't even believe you would even think of it.'' mina said shouting at you, usually you would stay calm and diffuse the situation but you were upset too. who was she to say that you couldn't abort it.

“yes, im ‘fucking serious’ i have things i want to do things in my life too. I cant reach my dreams if i have a fucking kid!” you said yelling back at mina, you werent gonna compromise on this.

“you were literally made to bear children, why can't you just keep the baby and then we can move on. your life isn't the only one that’ll be affected, it’s my child too! and why are you even questioning whether I'll take care of it or not? I can get us an apartment and we can raise the baby together like a family. you can stay at home and take care of the baby while I provide for the two of you. I've always wanted to be a father and now I'm finally getting the chance so why are you trying to take this away from me!”

hearing mina’s response calmed you down a little and made you start thinking about it, maybe you two could raise a baby together. mina seemed so passionate about having a baby so maybe she’d change once it was born.

“fine, I'll keep it.”

mina didn't think she’d ever been happier, she leaped to kiss your lips and pick you up. she was going to be a father! she spun you around as she kissed you then finally she put you down after she realized that it might affect the baby.

the happy innocent moment ended pretty quick though, mina smashed her lips onto yours again and started walking you towards the wall of your room. you felt her tongue prodding at your lips demanding entry into your mouth which you willingly gave. as you continued making out you felt something poking at your leg, already knowing what it was you starting groping it. mina moaned into your mouth in response to you touching her cock through her sweatpants.

you unzipped her pants and pulled her cock out through the hole in her boxers, starting to fully pump her length. almost as soon as you did this mina shoved you down to the ground and you moaned at the action. she held her dick in one hand and her other hand threaded through your hair. she guided your face to her cock and you opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out as you knew she liked it when you did that.

to your surprise she slapped you with her cock, she had never cockslapped you before. but you knew you wouldn't mind it if she did it again. she slapped your cheek again before shoving her length down your throat. she pulled your face off of her cock almost as soon as you registered what had just happened. she did it again, and again, and again. you found this so incredibly hot, she was using you as if you were a fleshlight, not caring for your pleasure at all.

with every thrust into your mouth, her balls slapped into your chin. as this went on your jaw and the back of your throat started to hurt from the abuse. tears were streaming down your face and you were gagging non stop, choking on her dick.

mina thought you were prettiest like this, her prettiest little slut. your gags and chokes were stimulating mina more than you ever would've thought. she kept up her impossible pace and at one point she had wrapped her hand around your throat only to feel herself inside of your throat. the feeling of your throat bulging with her cock almost made her cum right then and there. she was too big for your tiny little self, the thought boosted her ego up to the clouds. she reached down to your hand that was on her hip and guided it to your throat so you too could see how badly she was violating you.

seeing your eyes widen when you felt the bulge in your throat was what did it for her. she held your head down against her pelvis that was still covered by her boxers until she fully finished down your throat. you almost didn't have to swallow with how far down she had shot her cum.

when she pulled out of your mouth, she was still rock hard, the thought of fucking you had kept her up. she pulled you up from the floor by your hair and picked you up to throw you on the bed. she pulled down both your panties and pants at once and then spread your legs apart as she stood between them. she lowered her hand down to touch your cunt and she let out a chuckle when she did.

“you’re already this wet and you haven't even been touched once?” she said in a condescending tone laughing at you.

“shut up.”

“I'm gonna make sure you regret saying that.” mina said and as soon as the last word left her mouth, she bottomed out into you. You let out a gasp at the feeling of her entering you all at once so quickly. she immediately started a fast pace not letting you get used to the feeling of her, causing a mix of pain and pleasure.

your moans were uncontrollable as she pounded into you. she suddenly flipped you over so that your stomach was now on the bed and then she pulled your legs up, manhandling you onto all fours. after doing that she again started thrusting into you faster than ever, this position allowing her to go deeper inside you. she kept on thrusting into you, at one point she had found your g-spot, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as she repeatedly hit it.

“yeah, you like that? you like it when i fuck you like the whore you are?” she said in between grunts as she slapped your ass.

you let out a moan in response to this, who knew pain could feel so pleasurable?

“I asked you a question slut!” she said, spanking you harder.

“yes! yes, mina i love it when you fuck me w-with your big c-cock!” you said in a high pitched tone as mina continued to fuck you, grunting in satisfaction at your response.

soon enough you could feel yourself about to cum and mina along with you.

“cumming! I-imgonnacum!”

“me too babe, I'm gonna cum inside, gonna fuck twins into you. said you don't want my baby 'm gonna give you twins, whore.'' mina moaned out as she went faster, her finger on your clit increasing along with her pace

she leaned down and latched her mouth onto one of your breasts, making sure to be careful with them as she knew they were sensitive due to the pregnancy. she swirled her tongue around the bud as she lightly sucked. the stimulation was too much for you and before you knew it you came along with her. as you came down from your high you felt mina fingering you, and when you looked down you saw her scraping all the cum that had come out and pushing it back into you.

“you know, i'm honestly really happy you decided to keep the baby, i can't wait to have mini mes running around our house.'' mina said as she laid down next to you, a smile tugged at your lips as you imagined that, maybe keeping the baby was for the best.

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harry-styles-obsessed · 6 months

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Warnings: fluff, self loathing, hateful words/comments, insecurities, struggle with body image.

You had insecurities, hell everyone did but yours specially drained you to the point of exhaustion. Some days were better than others but just one rude comments could ruin your entire week. Some may call it stupid or even silly but you were sensitive, even to harsh comments. You tried to put up a tough demeanour and act like you had a thick skin but in actuality every word knocked down the steps you were building yourself, the steps where you tried to better your insecurities... the steps that would ultimately come crashing down.

"I honestly give up, fucking bullshit, fucking assholes, bastards absolute fuckturds"

Your words came out in a harsh way as you dropped your bag onto the floor kicking the apartment door shut with the heel of your shoe, your best friend river who sat in his gaming chair turning to look at you "what happened?" He asked placing the Xbox controller down onto the coffee table and removing his headphones as he stood up making his way towards you a concerned look on his features,

River was your best friend since childhood, you both grew up together and lived together, you were besties since birth practically or well that's what you and him joked about at least. He was born in the morning and you were born in the evening- late evening, so you're both the same age but he's slightly older and he being the pain in the ass that he is liked to brag about that. Constantly.

As you paced back and forth he watched on with the same confused yet worried look on his face "I was helping a customer... as you do and then suddenly he got angry at me." You said throwing your arms up into the air in defeat as river raised his brows at you "that's retail for you" he said with a soft chuckle being able to empathise with you completely "he continued to make the issue bigger and then he got my manager and my manager got pissy at me" you said anger on your face "been there done that" he said with an empathetic smile "but you know what? This is the cherry on top seriously- the customer got angry at me because I was helping another customer and he couldn't have the patience to wait! And then he called me a fat bitch!" You yelled on the verge of tears rivers eyes widening "he did not" he said in shock that someone would be so cruel.

"I'm so sorry" he said wrapping his arms around you in a comforting hug as he instinctively swayed the both of you back and forth in a comforting assuring manner "don't let it bother you, you're beautiful inside and out" he said with a soft smile, your anger dispersing at his words. He was truly so soothing, he was your best friend of course but sometimes you felt awful as you didn't want it to seem like you were using him as your personal "therapist" but you knew he was simply doing what friends do. "And my manager wants me to work tomorrow now as well, saying if it happens again I'm losing my job." You whispered "and if that happens then that's okay... you're easily likeable and have a wonderful personality. You'll get another job instantly. I promise. And besides you've got me to help you... and remember, it isn't what you know it's who you know" he said beaming, throwing a playful wink into the mix.

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That next day- well you didn't have high hopes for it and well your assumptions were correct. It was absolute hell. Actually no- it was being dragged through hell by your hair then dragged back into hell then back through the other way. So yes. Hell but burning burning hell. Your manager was up your ass all the time watching your every move and you felt like you were walking on eggshells around him. As you were putting some loafs of bread onto the shelf you heard a commotion but paid no mind to it. "Her!" A sudden yell grabbed your attention as the man whom had an issue with you yesterday was back once again "she's the fat bitch who didn't satisfy my needs yesterday! Her! Slutty bitch" he spat out his words feeling like acid burning into your heart but you kept your cool staring him down "you done?" You asked your manager staring holes into you, but surely he would side with you- correct? "In fact I am not done! You useless pathetic miserable ignorant human being, you're lucky the world has space for you" he said, clearly on something. He wasn't sober. That was for sure.

His yelling was gaining quite an audience as customers stopped and stared "sir, please just lower your voice" you said calmly feeling belittled by him. He was far much more taller than you and slightly chubby and you knew he would hurt you if he really wanted to. "I will NOT lower my voice you useless bitch! You earn what?! $5.00 an hour? Huh? Well I earn far much more you useless fucking whore. Maybe instead of wasting your life away here you should go exercise before you have a heart attack" tears immediately pooled in your eyes. Was he right? Was he only spitting facts? Maybe he was right?

But before your thoughts could go on any longer you were snapped out of your thoughts but another males voice "is there an issue here?" "Yea there is an issue! This stupid whore of a woman didn't-" but before the bully could continue his words the man had cut him off "gods who hurt you? That's some real pent up rage." The voice was deep and as you turned to look at the man who was actually seemingly stopping the man from yelling you had to stop your jaw from dropping. He had dark hair that was accompanied with luscious curls, his eyes green and sharp and the tattoos that littered his skin... well woah... he was handsome, far too handsome to even be real. No way was he real. He stood beside you his frame tall and menacing but he seemed kind... soft almost. "No one hurt me. But this bitch right here didn't do what I told her to do! She's such a insufferable piece of sh-" but before the man could continue the other man was quick to stand in front of you "dude shut the hell up. You aren't going to get anywhere by discriminating on her. Just leave" He said coldly, his tone dark and unsettling. "I will leave once she gives me what I want!" He yelled and he sighed straightening his posture, the muscles in his back pressing against the thin white shirt he wore as he looked towards the entrance of the store nodding his head and within milliseconds two men in suits walked in, nodding at the mysterious man before stopping in front of the man who continued to insult you "sir you can either come with us willingly or we'll force you" the suited man said, sunglasses adorning his eyes and within seconds he was dragged out of there deathly silent.

The man then slowly turned around, you were then able to get a better look at his face, his skin was perfect- clear... beautiful. The cross pendant on his chest moved ever so slightly as he shifted his weight onto his other foot as he seemingly studied you, his eyes staring into yours. "Uh, thank you... for that." You said with a shy smile and he shook his head, a charming but small smile on his face "don't mention it." He then stuck his hand out towards you "I'm Harry, pleasure to meet you" you glanced down at his hand large rings adorned his fingers but you quickly snapped out of it taking his hand and shaking it "nice to meet you too, Harry. I'm y/n... just y/n" you just a small shy smile staying on your lips "well, just y/n- that asshole of a man won't be bothering you again for a while I assure you" he said the charming smile remaining on his plump lips. "Thank you" you said gently, appreciation remaining on your face as you smiled gratefully at him. "He's been bothering me for a while... saying the same stuff" you said a glimpse of pain forming on your face but you quickly shoved that away but you were quite sure he noticed it by the look on his face, he either chose to ignore it or just didn't notice it at all and you simply hoped it was the second option. You didn't want to seem weak in front of such a handsome kind man. "Seriously?" Harry asked seemingly incredibly concerned "doesnt your manager do something about him?" He asked and you stared at him before letting out a laugh, a slight scoff soon followed "he hates me. Despises me so sides with him daily. Yesterday I couldn't help him due to the fact I was helping another customer and then he yells at me calls me all the names under the sun and yet my manager sides with him" you admitted a frown forming on his godly features "unbelievable..." he whispered shaking his head as he gazed around obviously searching the shop for the manager into which you were quick to stop him from confronting your manager "but it doesn't matter... he's gone now that's all that matters" you said seemingly silencing Harry's next colourful words that he would say about your manager. You looked at the clock on the wall as you smiled sheepishly at him "I'd love to talk more but I've got to continue working I'm so sorry" you said apologetically and he shook his head "don't mention it, it's okay. I'm sure I'll see you around. Have a good rest of your day y/n" he said maintaining eye contact with you for a few moments longer before turning around and walking out of the automatic doors.

You continued working. Bored. Alone. Tired as fuck. It was nearing 7.00 and it was already dark outside, the street lights giving practically no light to the pavement. "Gonna be a joy to walk home in" you muttered to yourself checking the clock again. 20 minutes to go. The hands on the clock ticked by slowly, and before you knew it it was home-time. You grabbed your bag and coat before making your way out of the doors letting out a sigh of relief. Freedom. Finally.

The cold breeze brushed against your cheeks and you let out a breath as you closed your eyes admiring the peace and the gentle sound of cars driving around, you slowly opened your eyes only to come face to face with a familiar man "y/n?" He asked, his voice unsure and you stared at him in awe, how did he remember your name? No way would such a handsome man even pay any attention to you but he was... "what are you doing walking home alone? It's so dark" he said concerned and you studied his features before glancing around "where's your car?" You asked and he gazed at you, chuckling "just over there. Just finished work" he said the dim lights barely acknowledging the suit he wore. "Oh I didn't realise you worked around here" you murmured and he smiled nodding his head. "You still didn't answer my question" he said with a cheeky charming smile and you let out a soft laugh "I don't drive and I don't fancy spending my earnings on a cab" you admitted, shrugging your shoulders "Let me drive you home." He offered with a small smile "no, no need I'm perfectly fine walking."

"I insist"

The simple sentence made you fall silent as you simply smiled, no man other than river had been this kind to you... they had all just shrugged you off or paid no attention to you but Harry... he seemed to care. "I guess I don't have a choice in the matter?" You asked with a small shy smile knowing he wouldn't take no for an answer before you exhaled looking up into his eyes "if you're sure" you said gently and he simply smiled his eyes glistening with kindness "I'm 100% sure.... Besides, I'd prefer for you to come home with me instead of getting mugged" he said looking into your eyes, his hand gently moving to glide against your back as he guided you across the road... why did he care for your safety? Why did he want to care? Why did he care about you?

You stared out the window, watching the city go by as the both of you drove in silence. You had told him your address and he had assured you he knew where it was due to the fact he drove past that part of town every time he made his way to work. The silence between you two was thick but comfortable, you didn't know where to start, your brain mainly focused on the fact that such a handsome man would care for you. You just couldn't wrap your head around it at all. "Can I ask you something?" He asked and you glanced at him briefly, the rings that adorned his fingers sat lightly on the steering wheel, his fingertips gently rubbing against the material of the steering wheel "sure" you agreed with a small smile as you focused on his face getting lost in the fact his jawline was so sharp... he was just perfect. Gods. "Why don't you leave your work?" He asked, "your manager is a prick and you deserve better" he said and you let out a soft laugh "trust me I've thought about leaving. Everyday. For the last few months but I don't want to be left skint." You said softly with a light shrug "the only way I'm able to survive this living crisis is by working my ass off at this damned shop! I get paid good but every week it goes down. And down. And down. I just swear if I leave this job I'm going to be on the streets and I-I... I don't think I'd survive that" you explained, your voice raising more and more the further you spoke the shake in your tone only growing stronger but you soon noticed how the car was now stopped, pulled to the side of the road as Harry simply gazed at you, giving you his undivided attention his green eyes glistening in the light like some beautiful crystals. "But what if you could survive it, hm?"

You turned to look at him, the softness in his eyes making you practically melt as you sighed quietly "what do you mean?" You asked softly and he smiled "you've got a kind personality. You're wonderful. I doubt you'll be doing the same job by next year as you'll be moving onto something even better... why not make things better for yourself and do what you've always dreamed of?" He suggested, raising his brows and you smiled softly before shrugging "no one wants me..."

"Bullshit."

You frowned slowly looking at him "bullshit?" You questioned and he nodded "yes bullshit, y/n. I know I don't really know you but from what I've seen so far you're an incredibly smart, talented and kind woman who doesn't know how far she can truly go" he said a serious but soft smile on his lips. "Thank you... Harry..." you said quietly and he simply smiled, your eyes soon locking on the street and you recognised it immediately "oh, shit- I'm so sorry I didn't realise we were parked at my house" you said incredibly embarrassed and he shook his head "don't worry. I'm happy I could listen to you... and hopefully make you realise how you can still chase your dreams even at your lowest." he said softly.

A warm smile stayed on your face "I appreciate it. Seriously... can I offer you a drink? At my place?" Your eyes nearly fell out of your head at your own words. No way did you just say that to him. You were just digging yourself a grave weren't you? "As a proper thank you." You said and he gazed at you before smiling "I'd love that... if it's no trouble."

"So y/n tell me about yourself" Harry said holding a glass of Coke in his hand, he had assured you he wouldn't drink due to the fact he had to drive home. "Well I enjoy performing arts, everything and anything to do with acting, singing, dancing... writing even! You know?" You said beaming your eyes practically glistening with happiness and that made Harry's heart practically glow he had never seen someone with the amount of passion that you had. It was beautiful. "Well, why don't you do it? Do what you love?" He asked and you looked at him embarrassed "I would but.... Have you seen me? No one wants a fat slob on their stage. I'd take up all the room." You said forgetting who you were talking to as your cheeks flushed and you looked down "I'm so sorry" you said but he quickly grabbed a hold of your hand stopping you and you looked into your eyes "is that really what what you believe? Hollywood may be about the looks and all that fake bullshit- but acting in films or on stage is about your talent... what's inside of you what character you can build." He said with a smile. "Any director who says differently isn't a director. They're a judgemental piece of shit. And trust me I've dealt with those type of people... they aren't worth your time."

"Seriously?" He nodded his head smiling "seriously." He said gently. You sighed softly "I'm sorry for being such a downer... I'm just not confident at all... all my experiences with men have ended horribly" you said and he tilted his head to the side slightly "well then all those men are idiots." He said with a small smile giving your hand a light squeeze "men suck but you can't let them ruin your confidence and happiness... you especially can't let them ruin your self confidence with how you see yourself. Your body is your temple... your body is your home... treat yourself with respect." A small sad smile remained on your lips you wanted to believe him as he did make you feel somewhat confident but also intimidated. He held your hand in his grip "those men or well... I should say- those boys who hurt you... they're boys. Stupid boys who don't know what a real woman is. A real woman isn't perfect. No. A real woman is real. But that wouldn't matter to the right man as the right soulmate will always find their person perfect and you know what y/n?" He paused and you smiled "what?" You asked gently "you're perfect.... Let me show you how a real man should treat you."

#x reader #harry styles #harry styles x y/n #harry edward styles #yn #imagines #comfort #harry styles x you #harry styles comfort #one direction #harry styles cute #harry smut #tw #harry styles story #harry styles fic #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles stories

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theremina · 2 years

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Adoption causes way more intergenerational trauma and collective health crises than I think many "kept" people realize.

If you bother to read it, the science is clear: adoption is violently traumatic, causing devastating, irreversible health issues for millions of human beings. Yet I'd have more luck conveying the severity and longevity of my own trauma to most non-adoptees with "I was dropped on my head as a baby."

Heck, I didn't begin to contend with the horrors of my own situation until my mid forties. Being yeeted directly after birth into foster care and eventually adopted by lovely, well-intentioned folks who were not prepared *at all* to help me deal with the lifelong neurodevelopmental disorders and physical health problems directly caused by my abandonment at birth has permanently damaged me. I'm saying so as one of the "lucky ones".

I adore my adoptive family. They're incredible parents. We love each other dearly. This doesn't change the fact, not for one second, that I wouldn't wish adoption on ANYBODY. Thankfully, my folks understand this. I wish more adoptive parents did.

The modern adoption industry* is, by design, deeply misogynistic, racist, transactional, ableist, imperialist, colonial. Ignorance and hate and apathy and coercion and subjugation and dehumanization and capitalism keep the machine running.

We're already seeing the beginning of Baby Scoop Too: Electric Boogaloo on Facebook. On Twitter. On Instagram. On other social media platforms owned and controlled by obscenely wealthy white men who don't consider private adoptions to be unethical.

You may *think* that legalized human trafficking doesn't really effect you, but soon, if the Christofascists continue their cultural blitzkrieg, the amount of infants and children who end up in the foster care system, adopted by unqualified people, in devastating private "rehoming" situations like the one shared above, or worse, is gonna SKYROCKET.

So...I'm barely on Facebook anymore for a few different reasons. One of them is that I couldn't handle watching a whole bunch of ignorant self-proclaimed feminists making shitty adoption jokes after Roe was overturned.

Another reason is that Facebook is LITERALLY A BABY MARKET.

ADOPTIVE PARENTS ARE BUYING AND SELLING CHILDREN ON FACEBOOK. WHAT THE ACTUAL UNFORTUNATE FUCK.

Nearly 100 million American families are in the adoption triad, with a majority of adoptees' needs and voices being considered last instead of first. It's so backwards.

Non-kinship adoption is a systemic violence that cannot help but touch the lives of billions. That is so very, very bad for ALL of us, not just abandoned infants and children or their struggling parents.

Some straightforward response questions for every person who has ever asked me about about my adoption:

Are you a feminist? Are you antiracist? Are you a humanitarian? Anti-ableist? Do you consider yourself lefty, liberal, or otherwise progressive? Do you respect science? Then please reevaluate your perceptions of adoption.

For every adoptive or bio parent you listen to, listen to three or more adoptees. For every shitty adoption "joke" you've ever told, check in with an adoptee (or first mom) in a kind and caring way. For every ignorant question you've ever asked an adoptee about our "real parents", crack a book!

Please. Do some research. Learn. Please. Center transracial adoptees, international adoptees, disabled adoptees, queer adoptees. Please. This stuff impacts all of us just as surely as countless other aspects of systemic rape culture do. Try to understand. Please.

I'm more certain than ever that we must abolish before we can rebuild.

Please give a shit. Please.

*The fact that adoption is an industry at all should shock and horrify us all, and yet... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[image description: a screenshot of a Facebook post with a black border and caption reading, “Welcome to America, where people try to regime adopted children on Facebook Marketplace.” The Facebook post itself reads, “So basically they either want him to come back home, or have CPS place him in a foster home. Or I can find someone willing to take him in, and ‘under the table’ pay them the stipend, we get. If CPS places him they will have to have an open case against me. In doing that I will lose my job. I cannot work at a daycare, school, group home etc. if I have an open active CPS case against me. How the hell do I go about ‘re-homing’ my child? Should I create a post in market place? Through no fault of our own, we are being forced to re-home our thirteen year old son. He can be the most loving, helpful young man. He does suffer some learning difficulties. He comes with a complete wardrobe and a monthly allotment. Only serious inquiries please.” End id]

#karpoozy #adoptee #adoption is violence #adoption is annihilation #adoption is racist #adoption is sexist #adoption = imperialism #adoptee voices #adoption is legal human trafficking #cw rape culture

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pip-n-chips · 1 year

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my misgendering kink has been going brrrr lately so here's some thoughts that involve it

How some DoL characters would react to PC coming out as trans

(CW/TW for transphobia for most of these! these guys are not nice)

Avery is against it if you're anything less than passing in public. They will make a point to make you appear as your birth gender as much as possible (i.e. controlling your clothing). What would it say about them and their reputation if word gets out that they're dating a tr***y?

Harper acts supportive when you come out to them during one of your friday therapy sessions, and is relatively indifferent for the most part, but they start to make comments asking if you're sure? Maybe this is stemming from something else? But it doesn't escalate until the asylum where they gaslight you into questioning if you really are trans, maybe you're making it up for attention. Their whole thing is getting you to accept your ""real"" self and make a point to misgender you very often. Constant gaslighting and hypnosis molds you into how they want and their goal is to get you to forget about this silly little phase <3 (extra note: if they find out you're taking hormones, they'll make sure the pharmacy refuses to sell it to you anymore for some bullshit reason)

Bailey is, well,, you might as well have just not told Bailey at all because they couldn't give any less of a shit. As long as you use it to your advantage and get them money, they won't bother you about it

Briar is fine with it, there's plenty of people into shit like that. They are similar to Bailey, in the sense that all they'd care about is if it gets you money. They'd see it as an opportunity and set up special shows, using all the fetish names for it they can while advertising

Eden is EXTREMELY against it. You're their wife/husband and nothing will change that, your gender is your genitalia when it comes to them. If you try to correct them, they will ignore you. If you push, they will have no hesitation beating the ideas out of you. (I can also imagine them putting you in the cage as an attempt to get rid of the ideas Society put into your mind). At higher love they might try to gender you correctly, but they still grumble about how it's Wrong

Kylar is probably supportive unless it means they find out that you guys have the same genitals, then you're in deep shit. They have a meltdown because now y'all can't make the babies they've always dreamed of. How could you trick them >:((( I feel like they'd have to grow on it though because you're still you, and that's all they could ask for (and if the opposite is true and they learn you guys can make babies,,, then prepare to fuck like rabbits because Kylar is not gonna waste a single second more)

Pure!Sydney thinks it's a sin and that you should spend more time at the temple, tries to guilt you with religion and has troubling thoughts of their own about being friends with/dating someone like you. Corrupted!Sydney would be full-on supportive, I'd think

Robin is also full-on supportive, and maybe your open-ness to them would help them come to some conclusions about themself

Whitney is Whitney. Telling them is a mistake because you've just given them a new thing to bully you about. If they gender you correctly, they do it in a mocking tone. Personally they don't really care though, as long as you're still their slut

Leighton doesn't misgender you, but they fetishize the shit out of you. Also blackmail blackmail blackmail (that's all I have to say for them tbh lmao)

Remy would scoff, but not think much of it. What silly ideas, you're just a cow, cows can't be trans. Go eat some grass.

#degrees of lewdity #dol #avery the businessperson #harper the doctor #bailey the caretaker #briar the brothel owner #eden the hunter #kylar the loner #sydney the faithful #sydney the fallen #robin the orphan #whitney the bully #leighton the headteacher #remy the farmer #thoughts-n-hcs

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Can I request a platonic relationship with a Targaryen reader and her dragon somehow ending up in Avatar way of water? She doesn't know how she ended up their, only that she was running away from being married to another. She wants nothing to do with romantic relationships after what she ran from. Both she and the dragon can somehow breathe Pandora's air. How would the Sully family react towards her providing much needed support during a raid that wasn't going well?

Bₗₒₒd ᵢₛₙ'ₜ ₐₗwₐyₛ ₜₕᵢcₖₑᵣ ₜₕₑₙ Wₐₜₑᵣ

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞, 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐖𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡�� 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧, 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲.

ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜʟʟʏꜱ x ᴛᴀʀɢᴀʀʏᴇɴ! ꜰᴇᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ)

Tw: medieval themes, underage drinking, alcoholism, family drama, running away from home, reader is 19, mentions of child birth, targa!cest mentioned, mentions of dead infants, child neglect, raiding, fire, speaking in another language.

A/N: I hope you didn't mind me using the current time line of HOTD and making the reader be the y/n Targaryen I wrote in the past, I thought it would be a good idea.

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All your life you were unhappy, due to your mother's neglect and your father's absence, you had no one. Well you had your siblings, but they were all busy with their duties, meanwhile you'd be drinking goblets of wine with your brother Aegon. He had showed you that drinking can wash away your sorrows and he was right, you'd forget about your problems and just drink until you'd finish a whole barrel of wine.

That was until you had become of age, you still kept drinking and didn't bother looking for a husband, you hated the idea of marriage, you had lost interest in having a romantic relationship. All you cared about was drinking. Then your mother had arranged a marriage between you and some lord from who knows where. You protested that you did not wish to marry some man and bare his children, you were livid, but your mother and grandsire did not listen, you were to be married and that was final.

You were not going to stand by and let those who had ignored you for years control your life. That night you snuck away into the dragon pit and left with Bloodfyre. You could of left to Dragon Stone with your sister but no, you didn't want to give her any more trouble. That whole night you flew your dragon, letting him take you where ever, just as far away as possible from Westeros.

That while night you couldn't sleep, you were still processing on what you had done. You ran away from home, leaving Helaena, Aegon, Dearon, Aemond and Rhaenyra, at the same time you didn't feel bad, they had duties they needed attending to, and you were just an obstacle in everyone's lives. The night was long and Bloodfyre needed to rest. You then spotted something in the air, what could it be? You thought, seen that it was covered by some clouds. Then you saw a giant floating rock, you quickly instructed Bloodfyre to move.

He moved to the side to avoid hitting the floating rock, then again and again, what was this place? You thought, seen how green it was due to its plants. Then you noticed other flying creatures, where they dragon? You thought, but when you saw them closer, you noticed how they were not dragons but creatures you've never seen in your life.

You needed land, you saw an empty cave like hole in a stone like wall. It looked big enough for Bloodfyre to fit. You instructed him to fly to the cave, he did and just like you imagined, he fit perfectly. You got off the saddle and checked on him. Seen his tired expression made you feel bad for flying all night. You petted his huge snout and cooed at him like a baby "I'm sorry I made you fly all night, now rest" you told him, giving is chin a good scratch seen how happy he got.

You then walked towards the cave to peak out into the strange place. You couldn't stay, you needed to learn more of this place. You looked over at Bloodfyre who was now in deep slumber. You didn't want to wake him so you left the cave just to explore the place. You climbed on some vines and lifted yourself onto a walk small opening of a cliff with a waterfall. Floating mountains? Strange flying creatures? Where were you? Was this Yi-Ti? you thought.

You began to walk around the jungle like place, to see if their was anyone that could help you or tell you were you were. You had some trouble since you were in a dress, the dress wasn't designed for that sort of thing. You didn't care that your dress kept getting caught on branches or being ripped in the process. At this point you just tore off the bottom of the dress and abandoned your shoes to walk better. You walked for a long time, until you came across a group of kids, running around a pond, splashing one another and playing around, you got closer. You noticed a human boy, but also three others, but they weren't human, they had blue skin and were much taller. They spoke in a language that was unfamiliar to you.

You continued to hide in the brushes, until you felt someone see you. You froze on the spot, it was one of the blue kids, but she was much younger at least she looked. She approached your hiding spot, then stoke her hand in, touching your arm, which made her flinch and pull away. "Come on out!" She said something you didn't undertand, but this caught the attention of the other kids. "Tuk what are you doing?" Kiri asked, seen that her sister was looking at a bush.

"Their is someone in the bush and they won't come out" She said, now Lo'ak and Spider got close, to try and get a peak. You new they'd find you sooner or later, so you stepped out of the bush. Making all the kids back away from you, surprised to see someone like you just like how you were surprised on seen them. "I apologize, I didn't mean to startle you" you said spoke in English. They looked at you features closely. Seen your short white hair, purple eyes, your red tattered dress and dirty feet.

"Who are you?" The blue boy asked you first, but you responded "I'm Y/n Targaryen, I was flying on my dragon and I ended up here" you explained, but they looked even more confused. "Dragon?" The human boy asked. "Yeah, my dragon, us Targaryen's are known for our dragons, as well as our white hair and purple eyes." You explained, but you only confused him more. "Can you please tell me what this place is? please?" you asked, it took a moment for them to think, but they finally came to an agreement. "Follow us" Lo'ak instrcted.

You did as you were told and followed them, they were pretty fast for your comfort but you kept up. While you followed them they asked you about what a dragon was and about the Targaryen's, you told them a bit of history about your family, as well as the dragons. They seemed to be very interested in the dragons, how they were beasts who breathed fire and could fly. Now they wanted to see Bloodfyre.

They had led you to a kind of camp, with huts allover and those same flying creatures that you saw. You got looks from the na'vi, it was obvious that they had never seen someone like you, then you went into the Hut with the kids, seeing two adults and an older kid. "Who's this?" Neytiri asked her kids, eyeing you up and down, weirded out your looks and attire. "Her name is Y/n Targaryen, she said. She said that she was flying on her dragon and ended up here."

Jake got close to you, seen your attire and looks, he knew their was something off about you. He just knew for a fact that you weren't from a current timeline. "How did you end here?" he asked in English. "I have no Idea My Lord, I was just simply flying on my dragon and I ended up here" even your vocabulary wasn't one of current person. Jake had no idea what to do, whether to let you stay or not, but he felt as if you needed help. "Where are you from?" he asked. "I'm from Westeros My Lord" you said, not wanting to mention your princess status, you began to hate your princess title.

Jake then turned to his wife, who was eyeing you still. "What are you going to do with her?" Neytiri asked her mate. "I don't know, I think it's best that we let her stay" he stated, making his wife's look turn sour. "We already have humans living among us, I don't want more here" she growled, but Jake wasn't giving up yet. "I know, but she is not of this current time line, she is from a different more ancient time line. Please Neytiri" he gave his wife a sympathetic look, Neytiri thought for a moment, but just agreed, not happy with the Idea of having you be here.

"Me and my wife will let you stay, but with the condition that you learn our ways" Jake stated, you bowed to him "Thank you for yours and your lady wife's hospitality" then Jake motioned his oldest son over. "My oldest son, Neteyam, he will teach you" he stated, you turned to Neteyam and bowed to him as well. "Thank you again" you told him. "We'll start tomorrow, you need some rest and a change of clothes" Neteyam told you, making you look down at your tattered dress. "Yeah, I believe you're right."

Kiri and Tuk helped you change into their kind of attire, if your mother or grandsire were to see you, they'd die on the spot. This was a very scandalous kind of attire, but it felt nice not having to wear heavy dresses and tight corsets. After you went with the family to have dinner, they were sitting on the floor in a circle, you didn't think much of it. You just sat down between Kiri and Tuk since Tuk insisted you sit with her.

You were then handed a leaf with bugs on them, this was new. You grabbed a bug and placed it on your mouth, it was very crunch but to your surprised, it tasted good, way better then whatever food back home. "Y/n, can you tell us about your yourself?" Lo'ak broke the silence. "Their isn't really anything interesting about me" you admitted, but Lo'ak insisted. "There must be, why else would be able to ride a dragon?" he asked, receiving a glare from his father.

"Okay fine, I'm actually a princess." You admitted, catching Tuk's attention by this. "You're a princess?" she asked with shiny eyes. "Yeah, or you could say I was. I ran away from home. My mother wanted to marry me to some lord and bare his children to keep my blood line running. But I wasn't interested in marrying." You stated. "So you ran away?" Kiri was the one to ask. "Yeah, I know it looks bad since I'm a princess and all, but my siblings had way more important roles then me."

Lo'ak again asked. "You have brothers and sister?" you nodded. "Yeah, Three brother and two older sister, not to mention the dead ones." You said, taking a bite from you food. "Dead ones?" Neteyam was the one to chime in. "Yeah, my father was desperate for a son, his previous wife was always pregnant, the only child that survived was my oldest sister Rhaenyra. Then his wife died in child birth because he requested for his son to be cut out from her stomach. He didn't survive either" you explained. "Then he married my now power hungry mother, who gave him three sons and two daughters. Aegon, Helaena, Aemond, Daeron, and me."

They listened to what you had to say, they seemed a bit disturbed but they listened anyway. "What of dragons?" Lo'ak asked. "Oh, you'll be here all night if I told you, but I'll just tell a bit. Dragons have been a part of my family for many years. Every time a babe is born, a dragon age is placed in their crib and if the egg hatches that means that they'll be able to ride that Dragon once it ages, but you'll have to tame it as years come." You explained. "So you're bonded to that dragon for life?" Tuk asked, very curious about what you were explaining to them. "Well, for as long as you live, dragon's live for along time. For as long as you're alive you and your dragon are bonded until you die, then your dragon can choose it's next rider. Vhagar is one of the oldest dragon's along with Vermithor. They're one of the biggest dragons in the world. But Vhagar had history, she was ridden by my ancestor Visenya who helped her brother-husband conquer the seven kingdoms."

Kiri got a confused look on her face. "Wait, brother husband? She was married to her brother?" she asked while looking disturbed. "Yeah, It's normal to marry brothers and sisters, as well as cousins. To keep our blood line pure and to keep the Targaryen blood line going. It's also why I look the way that I do, because of my ancestors. Plus my older brother and sister are married to one another." You said unfaced, making Kiri have a fake gag. "Ew, imagine having to marry one another" she mentioned, but Lo'ak thought of joke. "Who wouldn't want to marry me" he said while Neteyam lightly pushed him. "No one would want to marry you bro" he said, making his younger brother laugh.

The next morning, you went to check on Bloodfyre, you thought about going on your own, but Jake and Neteyam wanted to see your creature first. When you got to the location, you guided them to where Bloodfyre was located. When at the cave, you spotted that he was awake. He purred as soon as he saw you, but when he saw both Jake and Neteyam, he glowed and was about to open his mouth, but you went up to him. "It's okay Bloodfyre, they're my friends, they won't hurt you or me" you cooed at him, calming him down.

You then motioned for them to get closer, they did, but at a slow pace. "It's best that he knows you a bit so that he doesn't try and attack you" you mentioned, taking Jake and Neteyam's hands and allowed Bloodfyre to smell them. Once he got a good smell on the two of them, he seemed to have approved of them. "Does he only respond to that language of yours?" Neteyam asked, while Bloodfyre tried to get him to pet him. "Yeah, It's old Valyrian, I'll teach it to you" you responded while giving Bloodfyre a scratch on under his chin.

"Would you want to go for a ride?" you asked, both Jake and Neteyam loo at on another. "Maybe some other time, you need to get learning" Jake mentioned. You nodded and petted Bloodfyre one final time, then left with Jake and Neteyam out of the cave. "Where did you keep him back home?" Neteyam asked. "Well, we kept them in Dragon Pit where dragon keepers kept watch on the Dragon's, but now I'll have to take extra care of him." You talked while following Jake and Neteyam back into the woods.

You were being taught everything by Neteyam, you were learning the language. It was kind of hard picking up the language at first but you manage to learn enough to be able to communicate with others. You got excited when you began to learn how to wield a bow, you've seen your brother sparing with Ser Criston a couple time with a sword, but the bow was much better in your opinion. It wasn't fun since Neteyam kept on instructing you not to slouch and positioning you. After that lesson you felt like your arms were going to fall off.

You finished your lessons for the day, so you went on a flight with Bloodfyre. You then introduced him to Kiri, Lo'ak, Tuk and Spider. They were amazed by the flying beast and had wanted to see him spit fire. You took them all on a ride around Pandora since they have been asking if you could, also to get Bloodfyre to get used to Pandora. You also taught the how to speak Old Valyrian so that they could communicate with Bloodfyre if needed.

They also taught you how to some modern English since yours was outdated. They felt weird when you call them Lady or Ser, Jake didn't like it when you called him 'Lord Jake' because it made him feel old. As for Neytiri, she'd often tell you not to call her 'Lady Neytiri' she preferred to just be called Neytiri. But Tuk liked it when you called her 'Lady Tuktirey' she'd say it made her feel older and more mature.

Months had passed and you were still with the Sully's, you'd sometimes think about home, but never going back. That whole drama that had been building for year, was non of your business and you weren't going to get involved. You got used to their lifestyle, it felt better doing things for yourself then to ask for thing be done for you. You had grown a love for hunting. You'd also been very distracted by the new place that you had forgot about drinking, back home you'd be desperate for wine, but this time you felt like you didn't need it.

You were also a part of their War and Raiding parties. At first Jake wasn't sure about letting you go, but you manage to convince him that if anything happens, then you could be be their back up. Jake had allowed you to join. You were a spotter with Lo'ak and Neteyam, but if anything were to happen, then you'd come in to help. The first time the Na'vi tried to strike you down, but Jake had told them that you were a part of the Party.

That day was another raid, while you were in the sky the other attacked the train. But when helicopters would appear, you and Bloodfyre take care of them by either setting them on fire or Bloodfyre would get a hold of them, and fling them into a mountain. You still remained in the sky while Neteyam went after Lo'ak who went down the train to get the loot. You manage to inform them about an up coming plain and got Bloodfyre to attack, but it was late when it had shoot some missals to where they were. You were worried seen the smoke and some na'vi laying on the floor, dead for sure, but when you saw that they had made it out you thanked the Gods that they were okay.

When you got back to the camp, you let Bloofyre go for a fight on his, while you went to see them. When you got their, you saw how Jake was scolding both Neteyam and Lo'ak, when he yelled at Neteyam about his responsibility on being the Older brother and that he should act like it. It almost reminded you of your mother, who constantly would scold Aegon that he needed to start acting like the rightful king that he is.

You went up to Jake once he was done talking to Lo'ak. "Jake, it's fine, I was up their I got it handled." You spoke, seen Jake look down at you. "That's not it Y/n, they were suppose to follow orders and they didn't" he mentioned. "I know, but they're just kids. You're to hard on them" you talked. Jake sat down on the floor and instructed you to sit, you sat in front of him on your knees. "I'm their father, it's my job to be hard on them." He pointed out. "I understand, but.. I know that you're their father, but you're also forgetting that they're still children."

You stated, then Jake looked at you in the eyes, seen that he had a look of fear in his eyes. "I thought I lost them." He mentioned. "So did I, I was afraid that something might of happened to them... I know you guys aren't my family, but I've grown to care for you guys as such." You admitted, feeling Jake take your hand into his bigger one. " Believe it or not, I also see you as family." He also admitted. This warmed your heart more, seen how your past family didn't seen to care for one another unless it was for personal gain. The Sully's had told showed you that blood isn't always thicker then water.

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Heethans reaction to readens miscarriage??? I know it's not the best topic and I'll completely understand if you don't want to write about it<3

"Baby's Breath..."

Warnings: Miscarriage, torment, trauma, depression, fluff, overcoming trauma, learning to move forward.

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Pacing back and forth in the room, you wait for him to come back from the store. It normally took him only ten minutes to make a trip, which was perfect considering you've been aching to confirm a gut feeling you've been having, all triggered by certain events that took place.

The last three weeks have been torture, painful in fact. You didn't tell him, since you knew he would have become worried and overwhelming with his sincere affection for you. You weren't sick....at least, not from the viral plagues known to man, instead, you were sick from everything else. Food, your favorites in fact, all made you sick. Scents from candles and plug ins, which had never bothered you, were now something that you couldn't stand and caused you raging headaches. Being in a car, riding along with him by your side, was becoming a triggering event that caused you to become nauseas. Suddenly it hit you one day, while you were in class, when out of nowhere you hurriedly excused yourself from class and rushed into the bathroom, and was ridden over the sink for who knows how long....despite you not eat at all for days following it, you managed to throw up whatever was left in your gut and that's when it began to hit you.

"Am......am I.....pregnant?"

You couldn't be. At least, there was no way. You were always careful to take your birth control pills, yet due to a shortage, you weren't able to actively take it for weeks, but you still couldn't be....not after taking those Plan B pills that you had obtained with the help of H/N. But what if......just what if.....?

So you obtained a pregnancy test, and have been waiting to use it.

............

"Pretty baby, you wanna come to the store?"

"Um...i'm good, i'll wait here for you. I'm going to take a quick shower."'

"Okay, stay here, i'll have the doors locked and my housemates are all downstairs. I'll be back in ten minutes. Don't leave the room."

"Okay."

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The moment he left, you made haste and used the test strip. Waiting after wiping the handle clean, your timer finally sets off and you hurried back into the bathroom to view the result.

......."two bars.....that.....the box says that that......oh my God...."

You slowly fall to your knees as your hands rest on the ledge of the counter. It was positive, you were indeed pregnant.

"What am I going to do?....I haven't finished college...I just started....what are my parents going to say?"

Worrying about everything around you, the one and only person you didn't have to be concerned for, was Heeseung. Though he hardly ever expressed his emotions in being a father, aside from looking at impregnating and creating children with you as a symbol of his love for you, a product of your union with him, which would escalate his happiness more than anything, he never really did outline any detailed traits on fatherhood. It was all just merely for the sake of reflecting that you indeed belonged to him.

Walking back over to the bed, you laid down and cradled into a slight fetal position, feeling confused and scared.

"What's going to happen? Is everything going to be okay?"

Hearing his car pull up, you felt the dreadful sense of hearing Heeseung walking in the house, saying hello to his frat mates downstairs before walking up and reaching for the knob. Entering the room, he quietly makes his way over as he sets the bag down on the floor next to the bed, and leans in to caress your face.

"Whats wrong pretty baby? Tired?" He asks sincerely as he notes you laying, yet you were widely awake.

"mm....no...not really.....well..i am actually i just...." You found yourself stuttering and stumbling on your words, not making any sense as he chuckles. "What's wrong baby? Do you want some juice? You need some sugar in your system or do you want to go to sleep early tonight?" his voice was deep yet so tender as he considered all options to bring you to comfort.

".....He-Heeseung......"

"What is it beautiful?"

Reaching up and over his lap, you pull out the drawer to his nightstand and retrieve the test. Handing it to him, you let him observe it for a second before elaborating the meaning behind the results.

"Two bars means........it means......."

"......You're pregnant...." he finishes, as he raises his head and views you with those deep and dark lustful eyes, peering from under he bill of his cap. He neither smiled nor frowned, just looked completely neutral and dazed in his gaze for you.

The moment he said his piece, you broke down and started to sob hard, and uncontrollably.

"Hey, heeeeeeey. Whats wrong? Come here pretty." holding you, he presses his lips atop your head. The oversized tee shirt you wore, which had belonged to him, shrinks up and fits you like a small mini dress as he tugs on your frame and pulls you in against his chest.

"I....I....what am I going to do? I'm not finished with school.....I'm......what about my parents? What am I going to do?"

"Shhhhh...." stroking and petting your head, he deeply whispers....

"First off, not 'I'.....its 'we'.....and I'm going to tell you what WE are going to do.....we're going to be happy." kissing your forehead as he leans your face against his shoulder, he keeps his face turned over towards you as he mumbles against the thatch of your hair covering your ear. "We're going to be just fine. Your parents are going to be happy for us, and I'm going to take care of you. We're going to live life and enjoy the fruits of our labor, even if it is in the form of a baby boy....or girl. Haven't I already made it obvious that I'm always here to make your life easier? Hmm?" moving the pieces of subtle strands away from your cheek, he lays a tender, soft kiss as he mumbles against your skin. "Everything is going to be fine no matter what...I'm excited.....but I would like for you to be as well.....so if you need to take a moment...maybe a day or two to settle, then that's fine. But I promise things are going to work out."

Suddenly hearing his words...his deep tone and the softness in his meaning, you started to feel better......in fact you began to feel excited, and happy. In the end, he was right, your parents were happy, things were fine as he helped plan out your enrollment periods so you could continue to do school online for when the time came you could no longer attend classes on campus. He did make things easier. As always, he made you feel warm, loved, and he did everything right.......if only you had done so right from the start.

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Weeks right before you were scheduled to find out the gender of your baby, you felt the happiest. It was so amazing, the feeling and knowing that there was something growing inside, something that was a part of you, and Heeseung. It was forming, growing, and taking after the both of you. Heeseung's seed, his child, his baby, developing and taking nutrients from your body, as you continued to replenish your vitamin intake and focused on making it as healthy as possible. The baby you had formed a close bond, a loving and nurturing relation with, had continued to grow. But when you began feeling sharp pains in your stomach, initially you felt that it was just the weight of your healthy baby growing strong, yet the constant aches grew more and more. Fortunately tomorrow you were to go to your follow up to not only find out the gender, but you could also address your issues with your doctor.

But fate had other plans.....that caused devastation and turmoil in your heart and soul.

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"..mmm...mm......AAAH!!!!"

Shooting up and immediately grabbing onto you, Heeseung wakes up to a blood curling scream as you lay next to him.

"Y/n, whats wrong?" Grabbing his phone, he shines the flashlight over you and scans the entire room. "Whats wrong?" leaning over, he whispers into your cheek, thats when he noticed the beads of sweat on your face, your hair damp and your breathing escalating. Lord only knew just how scared he was at that moment. Without even delaying and asking any more questions, he knew he had to get you to the hospital. Jumping out of bed, he throws on a tee shirt, not even bothering changing out of his sweat pants and places on his cap as he migrates back over to the bed to help you out. Flipping the blankets off, he froze for a moment as he takes in the view of what was hiding under the covers. Blood.....so much blood......blotches of thick clots that raged deep red, staining the sheets and bedding.

One particular spot, where at first glance, looked to be a collection of sticky and bloody residue, yet upon closer look as he grabbed his phone and flashed the light over, he saw the one and only thing you had been bonding with for the last 15 weeks.....

Sighing in defeat, brushing his hand over his mouth as he stroked the lining of his lips briefly, he acted fast, all so you wouldn't notice. Taking his shirt off, he gently, yet quickly, collects the product of his love for you and wraps it delicately. Taking a quick glance at you, he brushes the hair away from your face and sets the child aside. Despite it not fully formed, still having a long way to go, yet will sadly never see the day where it would see light and the face of its beautiful mother, it was still.....a child....his child...your child......your baby.

He puts on a new shirt, and collects you, handling you softly as he helps you into his car, and drives you to the Emergency Room. You dipped in and out of conciousness as you vaguely remember the car ride, checking into the hospital, and the nurses dressing you into the patient gown. As soon as you were settled in and laid sleeping, hooked up to numerous IV's as the hospital staff pumps fluids and vitamins to your body, Heeseung remained by your side.

A nurse comes in to conduct the initial examination, prior to the doctors arrival.

"Okay, i'm just going to check on some vitals real quick......can you tell me what the symptoms were again?"

Looking at the woman's face, dead straight on, he doesn't say a word, at least, not with his voice, or his lips.....he spoke with his eyes as he firmly, and sternly locks on a gaze with the nurse, as he quietly and calmly, hands her the fruit of his love for you, all still delicately wrapped up in his t-shirt. Bloodied and stained, his hands appear rusty as the blood starts to dry out and become brown in color. Receiving his stare, the nurse grew intimidated and fearful as she watched the man raise a brow, displaying an eerie and harsh stare as he gestures for her to take the small bundle.

Taking it, the nurse gently holds it close as she takes her pen and notepad, and steps out, not even bothering to force the issue of gaining information. The man's eyes told her all she needed to know, in order to relay to the doctor.

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Waking up to the over cast of bright, florescent lighting that beamed into your face, you whimper as you shot up, immediately placing your hands over your stomach. Noting that the small, round bump that had molded in the last few months, was suddenly no longer there, you shook as you began to sob. God, never have you cried so hard....never have you felt that you lost something until now. All those moments when you thought back to the times when you lost your favorite pen, your key chains, your necklace, your shoes, or your favorite photos from your childhood........all those times when you were upset over the loss of things that you held dear...those material things.....you now realized that what you had felt those times....were not loss....this....this right now......this was loss. This was losing. This was losing grip, watching something so dear to you....disappear.....never having the chance to grant it it's first breath, the very thing you had dreamed of whenever you were rubbing your tummy as you read your books and did your homework assignments.

The sound of the door behind the privacy curtains could be heard gently opening and closing. Walking through, you saw Heeseung as he stood tall and sets his gaze on you, his face, was calm, neutral, and staring at you with heavy lids.

"........I.....I lost it.......didn't I?.......I lost.....I lost my baby.....!" at the last bit of your sentence, you feigned a smile as you began to sob uncontrollably, your cheeks drenched with tears.

He remained calm and composed as he walked over to your side, sat next to you and leaned in over you, pressing his lips against your forehead, where they remained, despite you shaking from the hard cries as you dispel your whimpering and depressing sighs of defeat.

"You didn't lose anything......you didn't lose your baby." he softly speaks against your skin. Looking up at him, you furrowed your brows in despair as your tears continued to stream down. "You didn't lose our baby.......please understand...."

Looking off to the side for just a moment, he sighs out as he turns his glance back at you, and softly smirks with a look of sympathy to accompany it. His words that followed suit, was something you didn't know you needed to hear....ever.....but just as usual, despite his overbearing flaws, all due to his love for you, Heeseung came through when you needed him to.....

"Baby.....you did great.....you did wonderful. You were a good mommy.....you were a wonderful mommy......and you would have continued to be the best mommy in the world. Its just....our baby wasn't ready to come into this world......he wasn't ready to be born. Not because of anything you did......because of you, our baby boy thrived and was happy....he was peaceful......he got to know his mommy and saw how much she loved him. He was content with that.....it just wasn't his time......but that doesnt mean he wont be back.....his body might have given up on him, but his soul is still searching for the right time....when he can come and see us."

Stroking your cheek, he caresses your skin as he softly widens his eyes and looks at you with such love and adoration you desperately needed. It took a while.....it took much longer than you would have liked to overcome the series of depression when you recalled the feeling of the pain you felt in your gut that night.

It took a while.....but in the end, Heeseung......the love of your life, was right yet again.......so right. Your baby boy did come back, years later.

He came back with a stronger, much healthier body, and the first moment you kissed his face upon hearing his strong, loud cries in the delivery room, you knew it was your baby....your precious baby. Watching as your son flashes a gummy gape as he cries out under the bright lighting, you rub the tip of your nose and smell his breath. This...this was the moment you waited for.....for so long......the moment where your baby returned to you.....

"Sweet son of mine....I've waited to see you for so long......its so good to see you again......so healthy...so strong......I've missed you so much....I'm sorry we had to say goodbye so early the last time....but now that you're here, i promise we'll make up for all the time that was delayed. I promise to play and laugh with you, and to be the cause of your happiness and strength. I promise that you're going to be alright this time, now that you're here....my sweet, sweet boy......."

Standing off to the side, with his arms crossed and admiring the view, Heeseung smirks. He was thrilled, but contained himself to allow you to have your cherishing moment, knowing that it was long overdue.

"Name our boy, and be happy y/n. You always did so well.....and you continue to do well.....so rest easy and be loved by me and our son. Nothing was lost......just misplaced.....yet found again."

Authors note: Did anyone else cry? I got a bit glossy eyed on this one, ngl, it was so heartbreaking but also heartwarming. I feel like Heethan (despite being an asshole sometimes) really helps teach us valuable lessons and how to cope.

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