#and maybe also fuck me while i’m sleeping 🫣

[attntionwhre]

fuuuuck i’m way too horny to sleep rn, i desperately need an older brother to fuck me to sleep </3

[eepywriters]

I LOVED YOUR MESSAGES WITH QUACKITY ❤️❤️❤️

please do getting into an agrument with quackity headcanons please 🙏🏻🙏🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻😙😙🫣‼️💕💕🩷🩷

.✦°. • getting into an argument hcs (*´Д｀*)

warnings: a bit of angst and maybe a bit ooc? I tried 😞🤚🏻

a/n: HIII!! THANK U SO MUCH! It means a lot :D and sorry if it took so long ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡ finals kicked my ass so I couldn’t write for a while BUT IM HERE SO LET’S GET INTO IT

EARLY INTO THE RELATIONSHIP

(thinking of a young, little experienced Alex)

Oh it’s jover

This could actually be something that could cause a breakup cuz let me tell you THIS MAN just can’t stand confrontation

If it’s something that bugged you, he’d probably understand your point of view but would also be very overwhelmed at the thought of losing you cause he hasn’t been good enough for you, resulting in him hyper focusing on his spiraling thoughts rather than listening to what you are saying

I feel like he’d also be the type to act like nothing happened right after an argument; he’d ignore the tense situation and make jokes to light up the mood and forget about it. He’s not dense, he knows it hurts you to see him seemingly ignore your feelings like that, but he’s not used to being listened so he ends up making his partner go trough his predicament as well

BUT it’s even worse if it’s something that bugged HIM; he probably wouldn’t tell you about it, much preferring to suck it up and don’t cause problems, even though he IS creating more problems

the underlying tension caused by his silence would bring the relationship to a breaking point:

1 you break up and the regret eats him up (probably also wouldn’t reach out again because of shame and a tiny bit of ego)

2 you talk about it cause it can’t go on like this

When I talk about bugging tho, I’m thinking about things that don’t surge an immediate reaction from him, because if he’s mad, he’s mad.

He’s the venomous type, forget his silence and self pity, he’ll probably laugh in your face in irritation and say whatever the fuck he thinks

He’ll retreat to his office as soon as he sees the hurt in your face, understanding he went to far and going back to he’s usual silence, ending up giving you the silence treatment. (he also feels incredibly ashamed) (he’ll just stay in his office all day, editing mindlessly since his mind is anywhere but in the work he’s doing)

He’ll either leave you alone in bed that day, making you sulk and feel as lonely as ever, or will sleep with you but it’ll be the coldest shit ever (like the typical movie scene where two people sleep super afar from each other)

Don’t misunderstand tho, he does feel guilty, he just struggles with communicating his feelings properly (*´ー｀*)

“(Name) I’m not a child, stop acting like you are my fucking mom” he spat, a look of indignation spreading on his features, shaping his otherwise gentle appearance into a strong, furious one.

“Cant you understand that I’m worried about you?” you strike back, jaw impossibly tightened “I understand that you’re very dedicated to your job, but you can’t get yourself to this state.” You sigh, not able to keep up the mad act: “You look very tired Alex”.

You take a tentative step towards him, determined to show him you weren’t scolding him, nor were you mad at him. You were trying to establish contact with him, not start a fight, after all your irritation came from worry, not anger. But he didn’t receive that well. His brows scrunching even further while his mouth twitches downwards.

“Stop acting like I’m some fucking rabid animal. I can take care of myself just fine, I don’t need a fucking babysitter”.

Seems that wasn’t the right move.

The way he was saying your name was probably what hurt the most. You find yourself missing the gentle tone he usually reserved to it when spoken.

“What are you even saying?” you breathe out, your voice being so fragile you almost don’t recognize it as your own. “Do you hear what you are saying? You are being impossible Alex”.

At this point his foot is stomping nervously on the floor. He’s getting annoyed by the minute and he can’t wait to forget about this tense situation. Arguments always put him on edge, but instead of working on the root cause of his discomfort, he always had preferred to just get himself out of the mess as soon as possible. (He hadn’t yet grasped how much that could hurt others). And that’s why, out of everything he could’ve gone, he replied with the one of the most uncalled for things he could ever come up with.

“Maybe instead of worrying about me, you should take a good look at yourself first”.

And you know what he was trying to entail.

You were never insecure of your dark circles, or at least, it wasn’t something that bugged you on the daily ever since you had found a common ground with Alex, knowing he struggled with very prominent circles cause of his lack of sleep. But for someone like him, who always had a hard time with his appearance, to clap back at you by going for your looks? Foul. Unexpected. Not like him at all.

You were sure he could tell from the look of disbelief on your face that he had fucked up.

Alex’s breathing keeps up, his chest constricts, and the anger and the pride that he has wearing like a tailored suit are stripped out of him at the sight of your frown. His mind goes haywire trying to come up with any response.

Maybe if you would’ve known him better by then, you would’ve known how terrified he was of your judgment. Even though his fame often had him deal with horrible comments filled with free hate, if judgement came from you, it scarred 100 times more than anything could ever do.

“Just leave it be, I’m fine” it’s all he mutters before booking it and hiding himself in his office, leaving you to stand there, in the middle of your living room.

Tears prickle your eyes, threatening to fall at any moment and your lip begs you for mercy as you bite into it.

God, why was communicating so difficult in this house?

LONG INTO THE RELATIONSHIP

It took time, it took healing, it took sitting down and TALKING to finally find your balance

He’s still pretty much venomous when it comes to immediate triggers, but after you are both done fighting and cursing each other out, you talk about it and come out of it somewhat unscathed

Anger isn’t easy to control or refrain after all, but you both try your best, and you are able to make up most of the times without falling into old dynamics of silent treatment or isolation

If something bugs him, he most likely will tell you; he is hesitant about it, but after many nights spent in your arms, he starts to let go on some of his biggest worries (anxiety still gnaws at his core every time he opens his mouth though, that doesn’t get old at all)

If something bugs you, he doesn’t shy away from confrontation anymore; he’s not perfect at it either, he still feels the urge to run away and laugh about it all, but he’s gotten way better at it

He’s still very scared of you having a negative opinion about him, but now you know him well enough to spend some extra time to reassure him that you won’t stop loving him for a petty fight, and that arguments in relationship are important to grow not only as a couple, but as people too

“(Name)” he calls out, and you instantly recognize the hint of anxiety that he’s trying to hide from you.

“Yes honey?” you reply, taking your eyes off your phone to stare into his pretty, brown ones. They screamed stress, fear, yet also determination. He did so much progress compared to the beginnings of your relationship. You were proud of him.

Alex took a deep breath before saying: “Uhm, It’s about the photo of us you posted earlier”. You could practically smell the tension in the air. His body is stiff, his chest is heaving, but your gaze is captured by his fingers and by how his nails are digging into them continuously, tearing his already red skin.

You take his hands in yours, preventing him from doing further damage to his poor, abused fingers. You knew he does it as a way to ground himself, but he really needed to find a new coping method - one that didn’t feature him torturing his body if possible.

He stares at his hands in yours for a while. You don’t say anything, allowing him to take his time.

“Okay fuck it” Alex whispers under his breath, so quietly you almost miss it.

“It makes me feel insecure, I don’t like it” he admits, keeping his focus on your hands as he munches his bottom lip nervously. You, in response, draw slow circles on his hands, offering him a gentle smile.

“Can you delete it..?” he sounds unsure, like he’s testing the waters instead of actually making a request. Either way you welcome it.

You put one of your fingers under his chin, gently applying pressure for him to lift his head, just enough to look at you. “Of course I can. Thank you for telling me Alex, I know it’s hard”. His once tense body relaxes.

He avoids your tender gaze, seemingly preferring to stare at the floor, yet you see the soft blush that was quickly taking over his cheeks. You also can’t help but notice that he already had found his charming smile back.

“Stop looking at me like that” he mumbles as his smile spreads. Uh oh, that can only mean trouble.

“Like what” your eyes narrow, not trusting his new found confidence.

“Like this”.

His imitation is pitiful: furrowed eyebrows, small frown and large puppy dog eyes. The more you look at him, the more he reminds you of that one emo guy that kind of looks like him (he definitely does). He looks ridiculous. How did you even fall in love with this dude?

You slap his arm, scoffing out a laugh as you look at him incredulous: “I don’t look like that!”.

“I think you do” he says with a smug tone, one that makes you want to hit him with a pillow till he goes back to sleep. And maybe you just will.

“Oh it’s on you motherf-“

The room was filled with laughter instead of unconfortable, loud silence.

(first post of 2024 yippiee)

[creelteeth]

I sensed someone summoning me from the abyss 👀 it’s lipgloss anon again. 🫦back to say you’re great and I love your content ❤️

also, another perv!steve (maybe even dark!steve) thought I’ve had circulating my brain: he slips you some melatonin gummies saying they’re just regular candy and it has you falling asleep practically in his lap. He lays you out on the couch/bed/what have you and just feels you up… maybe over your clothes, maybe under them 🫣 and he definitely is jerking off the whole time just telling you how sweet you look and how much he wants to ruin your pretty pussy for anyone else. ugh I am such a slut for Steve 😩

dark steve !!! dark pervy steve is my favorite steve. i’m taking out the melatonin tho we’ll just assume reader is a rlly heavy sleeper

cw: DARK themes, somno, non-con touching/groping, male masturbation

one of steve’s favorite things about spending time with you was your ability to fall asleep and stay asleep.

usually he took advantage of that by masturbating next to you— he never did much except jerk his cock. sometimes, if he was feeling like he needed more he might keep a hand on your thigh to anchor himself to you.

today was one of those days he felt like nothing was satisfying him anymore. you’d fallen asleep in his bed, dressed in one of those skimpy nighties he’d bought you. this one was white and extremely see through. the thin sheer material laid across your intimate areas so loosely, giving him the perfect view of all of you.

you were asleep on your back, legs spread just far enough apart for him to see the perfect outline of your puffy cunt. steve stared at you for quite some time, palming desperately at the ache between his legs.

it’d become so routine he didn’t have much guilt anymore, you never even seemed to notice when the bed would start to shake from how aggressively he was fucking into his fist.

once he was certain you were deep enough into your sleep, he had his cock out. big heavy cock laying against his thigh, one hand making lazy strokes of the swollen tip. he wanted to revel in you. to savor every bit of you. he liked you best like this, docile and on display for him.

steve placed a warm hand on your bare thigh, thumb sliding back and forth over the skin. he waited a minute to see if you’d squirm, feeling particularly bold tonight with his plans for you.

it had to do with that tiny little skirt you wore for him earlier today— it had risen up when you sat in his lap, so much so that he could feel your pussy right against his thigh.

the thin cotton panties you wore did not seem to do a good job at all of creating a barrier.

when you sat in his lap he bounced you a bit, mostly so he could watch your tits bounce but what he didn’t expect was to feel your arousal soak through your underwear and onto his leg. you made a wet spot on the denim, completely oblivious to where it came from.

he’d decided then that you wanted him. he knew you did. he didn’t want to flat out ask you yet, he was still warming you up to the idea of becoming his play thing.

instead he’d settle for this.

when you didn’t move from his hands stroking your thighs he traveled them upwards, index and ring fingers dragging across your cloth covered mound. he smiled to himself, pressing gently watching his finger sink into your puffy lips. he made sure to tread lightly, not applying enough pressure to wake you, only enough to familiarize himself with your sex.

“gonna ruin this pretty little pussy.” he groaned out, not worrying about being too quiet since you seemed to be completely gone in your slumber.

his left hand worked hungrily at his cock, squeezing it harshly, thumbing over spot just below the tip.

he prodded at your cunt for a while before moving up to the waistband. he grabbed at the material, tugging upwards to pull it taught against you.

the increased tension of the fabric made it even easier to see all of it. your lips spreading around the cotton, practically swallowing it. he’d pulled them back so tightly it was flesh against you, the outline of your clit in perfect view for him.

he considered ducking down to lick you over the cloth, dying to taste more of you. licking over the small wet mark you made on his jeans was just not enough.

he imagined what you’d do, if you woke up to his mouth latched onto your sensitive little clit. imagined the pretty noises that would come out of you. picturing that confused look on your face only making his cock twitch more.

he took a break from your pussy, releasing the fabric to let it snap back into place. he watched your thighs quiver a bit, but you remained still.

steve moved up to straddle over your thighs, careful to not let any of his weight press into you. he released his cock for a moment, both hands taking hold of your tits. he squeezed at the plush softly, smiling at the way your nipples hardened into his palm.

“could just fuck you right now, couldn’t i?” he taunted, the leaky head of his cock hovering just above your covered mound.

he considered it, considered lowering down just enough to lodge the head of his cock between your thighs. steve knew better than that though, and this position he had you in was more than enough.

he stayed above you, roughly jerking his cock— sticky droplets of pre-cum oozing down the side of his swollen shaft.

“gonna— fuck, ruin this perfect little pussy one day. just, shit, just you wait.” he grunted and groaned, cock throbbing in his palm, heavy cum-filled balls tightening over his orgasm.

he felt the familiar burn in his stomach, his body tensing up above you.

he wanted to cum on you, curious if you’d even notice. the warm white liquid would look so pretty painted across your thighs but steve decided not. maybe another day. he settled for one of the socks you wore, sliding it off your foot to wrap around the end of his cock.

he tossed his head back, his rutting forward into his hand overtop of you. hot sticky ropes spurting out of him and into your sock. he fucked into the air until he was satisfied, the entire time imagining that he was not just fucking into a piece of clothing that belong to you but instead you unused holes.

once he’d calmed down from his shuddering he moved to lay beside you. shimmying his boxers back up before tossing the cum sock into the floor by his bed— figuring he’d just let you figure out why it was hard and crumpled tomorrow morning. the thought of you examining the mess pleased him more than it should’ve.

[evansbby]

ARI REALLY DID IT!!! HE REALLY BROKE UP WITH HER!!! HOLY SHIT!!!

When Sharon said she thought reader was the Ari was cheating on her with, cause she had a feeling deep in her gut… should’ve listened to it. Always, and I mean always go with your guy ladies.

SHARON IS BI CURIOUS SHE THINKS OF READER WHILE MASTURBATING!!!!!

Curtis is a damn sleazeball, Wanda is dumb and blind asf. Also a bitch! Hinting at having a threesome with Carla 🤣and Reader. Then when reader says he needs to respect his gf and he says she’s one to talk OHHHH BURRRRN!!!!!!

Also yes Ari how do you know where Steve’s parents live 🌚

He sighs, “If you want, I could come clean to her and tell her it was you who I was sleeping with. You shouldn’t have to deal with that, it’s my problem, anyways.” Does he not realize that that’s not gonna make the situation any better 🤦🏾‍♀️ MEN.

When reader finally had the outburst in the supply closet 😭 poor baby.

Definitely gotta make sure to keep out the part about letting Steve finger her in the Uber🤣 didn’t want Ari even more pissed that he already is.

Uh oh… Ari freaking out about Kira 👀

“Because I do care! I think I’d know what I’m feeling better than you would!” Calm down Stevey Boy 🫢

“I was always going to ask you out, Ari or no Ari. It’s only when I saw how jealous he got when he saw you with me, that I realised how much he liked you. That he liked you more than he liked his own girlfriend. That’s when I realised I could be with you and get back at him at the same time.” Umm… that’s not- yeah that’s still not cool Steve. Men are so so damn stupid I bet this has actually happened in real life before.

“Fuck you! Try an’ scratch me again and see what happens!” Steve arguing with the branch 🤣🤣 then when he claims that that’s it’s tryna pick a fight with him LMFAO!!! This man is drunk!

Poor Steve getting kicked off the team. Also, get this man in some anger issues classes.

Out of everyone, I feel bad for Kira the most. Especially after what Steve said she’s going through and how their parents are never home, and don’t know how bad she’s really gotten.

God, you would never understand men! YOU AND ME BOTH GIRLIE

Also should I feel bad for Carla? Yes, maybe. Possibly? Do I feel bad for her though? 🙂‍↔️ nope

He grabs her by the upper arm roughly, “Carla, shut the fuck up right now if you know what’s good for you,” He hisses. LMFAO!!! YEAH CARLA SHUT UP!!!

“Stop acting so holier-than-thou, Sharon. You’re not worth shit anymore, not since you got dumped,” yeah umm… Carla deserved what Curtis did to her at this point.

She says brokenly, “I..I liked you. I liked you so much. You have no idea how much I…” oh I know how much, that almost confession you made I remember that 👀

“I’m in love with you.” Ari breathes. HOLY SHIT HE SAID IT ARI REALLY SAID NO HESITATION THIS TIME!!!

“Why does it always take some sort of traumatic event for you to say these things?” You know that’s a really good question. WHY ARI?!

“Tell me, is that what you told my sister too?” JAW FUCKING DROP! ITS ABOUT TO GO DOWN!!! Again! 🫢🫣

Steve telling Ari about what Kira has been going through makes me feel even sadder than when he was telling reader about it

“She’s my sister and you were my friend and you fucking broke her, Ari.” I FUCKING KNEW IT!!! I KNEW THEY HAD BEEN FRIENDS BEFORE!!!! It always hurts more when it’s a friend that does the betraying, cause like you trusted that person. Never thought once out of the whole friendship that they would ever do something to hurt/betray you.

STEVEN GRANT ROGERS!!!! WHYY JUST WHYYYY?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

“Don’t worry about me. I’m comfortably numb, remember? I think I finally made it last…” I-… 😓😢😭😣😔 damn Steve is really going through it. Poor baby

To answer your questions:

1. They were both sweet, but Steve was bittersweet so I think I kinda liked his more. It did hint/foreshadow at what would happen later on in this part.

2. Carla Wanda SUCKS ASS FUCK THAT BITCH!!!!

3. Because she pretended to be her friend, let her vent about Ari and cry on her shoulder. She knew the whole time why Ari broke up with her, had so many times to open up about the truth. I think if reader would’ve told the truth from the get go, and explain everything then she would’ve been a little bit more forgiving towards reader.

4. I’m not sure. Ari says Steve doesn’t know what he’s talking about, so maybe Curtis did it. I wouldn’t put it past him tbh. He seems like that kind of guy. But that begs the question… how did Curtis get ahold of Kira’s nudes if that’s what actually happened?🤔

5. Team STEVE!! I feel like they’re gonna have to pump his stomach. Attempted OD, maybe his parents will even have to fly back at this point.

AHHH BESTIEEE OMFG

Okay firstly YES I AGREE, as a woman, always trust your gut and intuition! But also, Sharon was kinda blind bc Ari literally carried y/n bridal style away after she got hit with a basketball like HE LITERALLY COULD NOT HAVE MADE IT ANY MORE OBVIOUS that they were together. But tbh I think Sharon was being blind bc she wanted to believe the best in y/n bc SHE liked y/n 🥺🥺

And yep lmfao Curtis was so damn sleazy in this chapter! Which is crazy bc he and Wanda were genuinely inseparable in the previous chapter! But now this guy is blatantly cheating on her with that brunette cheerleader AND he propositioned reader to have a threesome??? BRO FUCK THIS GUY FR.

ALSO YES. I really wanted to illustrate how stupid and clueless men are. Like when Ari says “you want me to tell her?” LIKE BRO??? That would just make it worse 😭😭 Also when Ari says “she’s a strong girl, she’ll bounce back” that is literally crazy 😭😭 men are fr so stupid and I don’t get them either and I’m happy you picked up on them being stupid in this chapter!!! Emotionally stunted fr! Steve too!! He also had some stupid dialogues and moments like him wanting so badly to explain, then his explanation being like “yeah idk why I did that, I just did” 😭😭😭

Thank you so much for this wonderful review bestie! I always appreciate it so much when people quote lines from my fic and then analyse or react to them!!! And your commentary is fr so funny!

Last thing I’ll say is… yeah maybe Steve will need to get his stomach pumped… IF he survived that is ����😔😔😱😱😱 but would his parents care enough to even fly back to see him? 😔😔😟

[bau-drabbles]

i’m actually dying from being called gideon anon because i’m going through my 5 stages of grief with my … attraction to gideon? but it seems like i was summoned so i must respond. today i saw this tiktok about what bau boys would be like in bed and then it got me thinking like …. i def think gideon would be romantic and would always ensure that you’re comfortable and safe but at the same time i think he’d try to push things a bit? kind of test limits? i don’t think he’s particularly kinky or anything but imagine gideon and blindfolding you? his voice assuring you as he places feather-light touches and kisses all over your body 😻 he doesn’t even allow you to touch him, making you mewl and beg under him as he coos at how good you’re being and how you can always take more, that just one more.. and he’d let you have all of him (and just something about his voice makes you give in easily) after all that though? he’s cleaning you up and making sure you get a hot bath, hot drink and praises for doing so well as you drift off to sleep 🫣

also lia i’m so sorry babe um to soothe your eyes i was like thinking of like what if reader was jack’s grade school teacher who is like at the start of their career and super passionate about being there for the kids and hotch is always trying to meet them to get a consistent update on jack’s wellbeing since he’s hardly at home so they spend like maybe once every two weeks on the phone where reader is sharing about how jack babbles off about how “superhero-like” his dad is or sends pictures of his finger artworks to hotch’s phone while he’s off on a case?? and hotch realises he’s slowly craving the calls from his son’s teacher just to hear their voice, especially after a long case and how their voice would be animated and excited when talking about jack which draws a smile from hotch himself 😿 CAN YOU IMAGINE hotch finally turning up for the parent conference as the last parent there and he offers to take you out for dinner with jack as an apology and sees how comfortable his son is with you?? him sitting across you and jack in the diner and you reminding jack of the play his class did earlier that day and animating scenes of it while hotch smiles at the sight just thinking that maybe … maybe he can have his second chance right here and maybe this time he could do it right ??? he can right??

no fucking way 😭😭😭 i know i should hate you but i love you for this ask so bad

completely ignoring about what you said about gideon 🤨, i'll have a word about that with you 🤨🤚

but hotch thinking he finally has a chance after haley??? 😭😭 hotch just softly glancing at you and jack as you both excitedly talk about how good jack was in his play. he doesn't even know what to say but he doesn't say a thing either, just simply basking in the happiness that radiates like waves from you and jack. it's so pure, hotch just looking from you and jack as he chuckles softly. not wanting to ruin the moment, this interaction burned into his heart and memory. you're a perfect angel and hotch looks back to you, a warm tingling emotion he hasn't felt in along time slowly overcome his heart.

[seijorhi]

Hey rhi….. words can’t express how much I loved your new tsumu fic. Throughout the entire fic it kept reminding me of twilight 🫣, which I absolutely love cause I fucking love the twilight series. The whole werewolf vibe was giving Jacob black all you needed was the vampires lol (although there are still quite a few differences from the fic and twilight, but for some strange reason my mind thought of twilight 🥲 alright I’ll stop geeking about twilight now).

I was genuinely surprised when you mentioned that tsumu had no bleach in his hair cuz like you expect him to have his hair blonde but I’m pretty sure the color of his hair is the least of his worries. It does make me a bit sad though finding how he was on his way to the youth team and possibly even going pro but he can’t because he got turned into a werewolf (even though he’s evil and also fucks up the readers life as well, it’s makes me sad that the both of them can never go back to the life they once had). I’m also sad that mako is going to have such a gruesome end, truly devastating. And the fact that tsumu and the reader eats people had me very much like HUUHHH 😟😳😀🤨⁉️ for some reason it had NEVER crossed my mind what a werewolves diet consisted of lol. Overall though, I really enjoyed your fic, like I said before ,anything with either one of the twins (or even the both of them) is already my favorite.

And just like always I have a couple of questions, remember you don’t have to feel obligated to answer any or all of them I’m perfectly content even if you so much as just read this message 🩵

so let’s begin….

How did tsumu get attacked, like where was he?

Was he a target of interest or just a completely random victim of opportunity?

What was going through his mind the moment of said attack and while he was undergoing the painful transformation?

Does tsumu live in the wild,( since you mentioned that he had stolen the clothes from the first unnamed guy, and he didn’t have a credit card), or does he move from place to place?

Is he contact with Samu and his family but just leaves them completely in the dark about everything he does and pretends that everything is fine (but it’s not cause he’s literally a fucking werewolf 🧍🏻‍♀️) or is it no contact whatsoever, like they don’t even see him face to face anymore let alone a FaceTime call or even a text message?

Do you think if samu were to find out about tsumu being a werewolf (whether he finds out himself or tsumu tells him) would be repulsed or understanding and would want to become one as well?

This is sort of a continuation of the last question but would tsumu ever tell his family or samu or would he never say anything in order to protect them?

After his attack did he go back home or did he just drop off the face of the earth?

Were him and samu annoying the reader or was tsumu the only one annoying the reader while his brother was aware of everything?

Maybe I’m blind or dumb but when did tsumu bite the reader because you mentioned that he didn’t get the chance to bite her while they were in high school and that he bit her the first night he stayed at the cabin… so like did he bite her in her sleep 😀?

Did the reader know that tsumu was the wolf that attacked her or did she think it was an actual wolf?

Was there feelings of resentment about becoming a werewolf or did he take it in stride? (You see me personally, I’m more of a vampire girl)

Had he been keeping track of the reader the whole time they were apart or had he finally found her again and decided to take the opportunity?

These are all the questions I can think of at the moment but rest assured I’ll be back if I have more. Also sorry there’s a bit more questions than last time but curiosity got the best of me 😓. Thank you so much if you actually made it all the way down here and if you actually answer any of these questions 🌬️. Your miya fics are always a nice little gift. Hands down, an amazing fic, I will definitely be rereading it. Love you and your fics so much rhi, keep up the good work babe 🫶🏼.

- that one long ‘means to an end’ ask nonnie 🌬️☁️

nonnie i take it back, i am no longer smooching ur forehead. i am coming to kiss you directly on the mouth. ily <33

alright, let's tackle these questions:

How did tsumu get attacked, like where was he? Was he a target of interest or just a completely random victim of opportunity?

out on a run through the woods, on the same track he'd run a thousand times. definitely a victim of opportunity

What was going through his mind the moment of said attack and while he was undergoing the painful transformation?

similar kind of to the reader – the same fucked up sort of hallucinating trip, filled with unimaginable pain. the difference is he had someone there to talk him through it and explain what was happening

Does tsumu live in the wild,( since you mentioned that he had stolen the clothes from the first unnamed guy, and he didn’t have a credit card), or does he move from place to place?

he can and he has before, but he prefers to take his opportunities where they come up. plenty of vacant (or easily vacated) properties and places to crash and clean up. but he does move around a lot too, staying in one place for too long draws too much attention

Is he contact with Samu and his family but just leaves them completely in the dark about everything he does and pretends that everything is fine (but it’s not cause he’s literally a fucking werewolf 🧍🏻‍♀️) or is it no contact whatsoever, like they don’t even see him face to face anymore let alone a FaceTime call or even a text message?

his family, for the most part, is in the dark, there's very little if any contact. going back, seeing them – it's like an open wound. if you asked his parents they'd say it was drugs or something like that that stole their son from them. samu doesn't know the full truth – but he know it's not drugs that changed him. i kind of have this mini headcanon that samu's the one who sees the blood he missed cleaning off him, maybe he saw him stumble in one night, wide eyed and horrified but what he'd done. he knows enough not to ask.

Do you think if samu were to find out about tsumu being a werewolf (whether he finds out himself or tsumu tells him) would be repulsed or understanding and would want to become one as well?

sort of like i said above, he's got an inkling that whatever tsumu is, it ain't human. he'll always love his brother, always be on his side when it counts. as to whether he'd want to become one too... yeah. not because he thinks it's cool or he wants to be strong and powerful and live a longer life – no, he'd go into it knowing he'd lose his humanity. he's glimpsed the ugliness of it, the brutality, but at the end of the day it kills him that tsumu's going through it alone.

This is sort of a continuation of the last question but would tsumu ever tell his family or samu or would he never say anything in order to protect them?

not to protect them out of any like secret werewolf code or anything, but he'd keep his silence and his distance to protect them from the grim truth.

After his attack did he go back home or did he just drop off the face of the earth?

he was back home for a very short period and quickly realised that he couldn't just slip back into his old life. he's fundamentally changed. there is no going back.

Were him and samu annoying the reader or was tsumu the only one annoying the reader while his brother was aware of everything?

just tsumu, though samu was definitely aware of it

Maybe I’m blind or dumb but when did tsumu bite the reader because you mentioned that he didn’t get the chance to bite her while they were in high school and that he bit her the first night he stayed at the cabin… so like did he bite her in her sleep 😀?

answered that one here

Did the reader know that tsumu was the wolf that attacked her or did she think it was an actual wolf?

she knew it was a wolf-ish creature, but definitely not a wolf. she had no idea it was atsumu though

Was there feelings of resentment about becoming a werewolf or did he take it in stride? (You see me personally, I’m more of a vampire girl)

he might've been an asshole, and by the time he meets up with the reader again he's learned to accept and embrace the monster that he is, but there's a big leap between being an arrogant, obsessive bastard and being something inhuman.

his whole life was ripped away from him. he was forced to leave his family – osamu – behind. he actually ends up killing the one who turned him, partially out of anger for interrupting his attack on the reader and stopping him from getting a chance to bite her, but also out of resentment.

Had he been keeping track of the reader the whole time they were apart or had he finally found her again and decided to take the opportunity?

he lost her and spent years trying to track her down again, it was simply bad luck (on her part) that he managed to find her.

[lipglossanon]

my last tumblr got deactivated and i’ve been stalking your AO3 and tumblr on browser till it forces me to log in and i finally got a new account a month ago <333333 so forewarning my sleep schedule is royally fucked like i’m going to sleep at 4 am so i’m typing my asks in my notes then sending them in, you will be getting two to three novellas of asks from me semi regularly i am so sincerely sorry i would try to space them out but i know reading asks everyday is difficult so imma just send them all at once if you don’t mind

my other thoughts for krauser x dark!stepdad leon x reader… it’s a lot i’m so sorry, i don’t have the attention span to write so you’re getting my unfinished thoughts, anyway, imagine krauser inviting them all over for dinner and leon texts chris to get mom to leave so all the sudden mom has a sudden urge to get bent over chris’s bed work emergency 👀 and tells them to stay and finish dinner so they do, respectfully, and it just turns into reader riding krauser while leon watches and films it but doesn’t join in just takes her home after and shows her he bought her (your original idea for the gift he got her) an o-ring gag and really breaks it in and just goes to town man like looses her voice and can’t talk the next day level sucking and fucking ALSO i sent the leon cutting his name into readers thigh ask 🫣 and biiiiiiitch (nicely, we love you <3) imagine him making her wear shorts/skirt around the house with “daddy’s slut” carved on the back of her legs while her moms home so she has to try and hide it from her even him letting her wear pants and grabbing her thighs to make them bleed 🥴 or getting her a collar with that phrase on it and take pictures of her getting fucked by krauser, can you tell this has been an obsession of mine? 🤭

- 💀 (pls don’t prioritize my emoji asks i’m sending fucking novellas of thoughts i’ve had lol because you’re one of the only tumblrs i’m active with anymore after getting deactivated and i want you to feel comfortable answering and feel like you have enough energy to answer)

💀 anon!! Hello!! 👋 💜

And I totally don’t mind! Sorry that my asks are closed for now; I miss getting them but I had to do something to make myself focus and chill out haha

But I hope once they open back up you send in all the notes 🥹

AGSJVL

Like I love every word you just wrote! 😭 I just wanna run around my room and bang on the walls 🤪

Oh oh oh 👀

So..

In this ‘universe’ since everyone’s like a dark fucked up counterpart of themselves, Chris is down to take the mom off of Leon’s hands but he’s also eyeing the fun that Krauser is getting up to with you guys 👀 👀

Like maybe one day your mom leaves for some work thing..

And then oh no :( it’s just Leon and Krauser and Chris to keep you company :( 🤭

Just Leon fucking you from behind as he’s yanking you up by the collar so Chris can slide his cock into your mouth through the O ring gag while Krauser waits for his turn 🤤

[spiteless-xo]

💲

🧠 Hange. Or Levi. Or both.

😬

✅

🥰 ooo yay tysm for asking!!

💲Would you ever open commissions?

I’ve definitely thought about this in the past and this might sound lame but I feel like if I ever got to the point where people wanted to pay me to write for them, I’d feel like I MADE IT as an author 🙈

My dream is to one day be able to write for a living so that’d be really cool to see that people are willing to spend money for something I’ve made 🥺

So, short answer: yeah maybe one day!

😬Which of your fics would you be most horrified for friends, family, or coworkers to stumble upon?

Definitely That Night 🫣 It’s the first fic I wrote (recently-ish) so I feel like my writing is a little rougher in that fic. Also it’s got absolutely ZERO plot and is just about getting fucked by 3 anime guys 😫

✅What’s something that appears in your fics over and over again, even if you don’t mean it to?

Because I write fics about Reader sleeping w multiple people, I often talk about how a character kisses in comparison to another character 💀

so like “x’s kisses are soft and slow while y kisses with passion and intensity” or something like that. if i catch it when i’m editing i take it out now lol but i think it’s in at least 3 of my currently published fics

🧠Pick a character and I’ll tell you my favourite headcanon for them - Hange, Levi

oooo ok!! I don’t think about these guys much so i don’t have a lot but lemme give you what i got (sorry if this is more than what you asked for!!)

general headcanons - levi, hange

levi

acts of service is his love language for sure 🥺 i feel like he struggles to express his feelings with words or even affection, but he’ll make you tea if you’re not feeling well or clean up the house for you to lighten your workload if you’ve had a bad day

i think he derives his self worth through his career success and money. growing up with little, i think he wouldn’t feel like he made it in life unless he was wealthy and in a well respected position

i don’t think he’d necessarily be flashy with his money. like i don’t think he’d drive a sports car or something like that, it’s more of a security thing to know that if he needed $x for something, he has it available

idk why but i feel like this man has a sweet tooth 🥺 love chocolates and candies and especially gummy candies!! i feel like he’s got a stash somewhere in the house because he doesn’t like to share

i feel like marriage would be really important to him. even tho it’s just a piece of paper and a couple of rings, i think it makes him feel secure in his relationship — but at the same time it would be really difficult for him to propose because even if you’ve been dating forever, he’d still have that small bead of insecurity that you’re going to leave

hange

non-binary, they/them. i feel like that’s mostly canon but some people still write them with different pronouns idk. i feel like i could never write smut for hange because i can’t decide if it’s hotter for them to have a dick or a strap 🫣

will befriend literally anyone. i feel like if the two of you go out to the grocery store together, they’re chatting up the other customers, asking for recommendations from the butcher at the deli counter, talking to the cashier about school 💀 every outing takes 10x longer when you’re with them

has a hard time sitting still and is CONSTANTLY tinkering with stuff. like the two of you can’t have a moment of peace without hange being like, does that picture frame look crooked to you? i bet i could fix it. or like there’s horseback riding at a local farm nearby!! i already booked us a date there 🥰

doesn’t drink! idk why but i feel like they don’t like the way alcohol makes them feel (either in the moment or the hangover the next day) so they don’t drink. has no problem if you do and will always be your DD and go out with you, which is actually super nice because they always take care of you if you have too much 🥺

they hyperfixate on a new hobby every couple of months. this month it’s golf, so they brought a brand new set of clubs, rangefinder, golf watch, membership to the local golf club 💀 is already dragging the others on a golf trip with them later in the summer. but this same time next year, they’ll be into something completely different like photography or something 😭

you’ll literally have a separate room in the house for all of the stuff they bought during their hyperfixations that they won’t let you sell/throw out in case they wanna get back into it

asks game questions

[safetycar-restart]

Please don’t come for my kneecaps!!! I swear I’ve gotten a few really good night’s sleeps + I have enough joint issues as is

Also please don’t hate me bc I lost the ask 🫣

and because it’s been a few days I don’t really remember how it was written but it was something along the lines of being on a road trip with PassengerPrincess!Pierre and he has to pee while you’re still driving so you tease him and give him a mix of praise and degradation until you get to the ‘resort’? - I’m not really sure how you’d say it in English sorry - and then edge him in front of the view (voyeurisme because it turn him on but it’s not really bc it’s private and no one can see you)

To try and make up for the loss of the original idea, here’s some Lando for you:

So we all know lando is a fox but I still love puppy play with him so much so that + féminisation came to my head and I almost fainted

So your doing his nails, maybe not painting them bc he might feel like that’s too much but still filing them and cleaning them up and you start calling his hands his paws slightly joking but he really likes it so you pull him by his dog tag necklace (idk if that’s the real name but I know he wears one and the name comes into play so this is what I mean: https://www.amazon.com/HZMAN-Polished-Stainless-Pendant-Necklace/dp/B01LYMU8ON?source=ps-sl-shoppingad—lpcontext&ref_=fplfs&psc=1&smid=AK0HQWR8PUJRG) and just you know let him be a pretty puppy while you pleasure him

of course change this however you’d like!!

Loads of love, 🪩

…Fine fine. Your kneecaps are safe (for now). But the moment, the MOMENT, you are no longer getting enough sleep…. Your kneecaps will once again be in danger. And don’t worry about losing the old ask, that’s entirely valid no problem at all! Both these ideas are fucking brilliant so I’m gonna talk a little bit about both :))

PIERRE IDEA:

Passenger princess Pierre!! (The ultimate passenger princess is Charles by the way). He absolutely has a cup of coffee that he’s sipping the whole drive and you already know what’s going to happen before you get there.

And of course you’re right.

You have about two hours to the resort when Pierre starts to show signs of being desperate. He looks over to you, whining a little to get your attention. You smirk, realising that not only is he desperate, but he’s already half hard, a slight tent in his sweats.

You just have to tease him, ask him if he’s really incapable of holding himself, and then teasing him even more when you see him getting harder. He can’t help it, the desperation mixed with humiliation turns him on so much it’s almost painful.

He’s so desperate by the time you get there, staying in the car while you check you guys in and get the key to your chalet. He’s holding himself when you get back in the car, hands shoved better his legs.

You just smirk and drive to the chalet, leaving your bags in the car because you have more important things to deal with.

He doesn’t rush to the bathroom, because he knows better than that. He has to wait for permission, and he doesn’t get permission until you jerk him off on the balcony until he spills all over your hand and then his bladder inevitably breaks.

LANDO IDEA:

For firstly, I think it’s really easy to get Lando into a headspace where he wants to be a puppy for you? In fact, you often do it accidentally. Just the mentioning of it or anything close to it can make him whine and shiver, instantly wanting to get on his hands and knees.

So you’re helping Lando do his nails, maybe painting them with clear nail lacquer? Just so that it has a little bit of shine because Lando isn’t quite ready for colourful nails yet, but the shine brings him so much joy.

At first you’re just painting them and having fun, then you playfully call his hands his paws, because he holds them in a funny way while he waits for the polish to try.

You think he’ll just laugh or plush, but instead he whines and shivers? Looking up at you with wide eyes, making you realise that he wants that.

And of course he can have that! Lando can be your puppy whenever he wants.

However, because you just painted his nails, he isn’t just your puppy. He’s your pretty puppy. And so obviously he must be called your pretty puppy while you softly stroke him and make him feel good.

[polyamorouspunk]

So I had a kinda weird week

My parents decided to do a vacation week in my college town while I had lectures and it’s been kinda… uuuuh

I also had migraine two days this week (one actually today, it always gets better after sleep, food and some hefty ibuprofen) and my knees decided to act up

Consequently I actually used my walking cane on campus yesterday after lectures and today in front of people who know me 🫣 [emoji hiding behind hands]

Like, I got my cane early this year and since the semester break I started to actually carry it in my backpack everyday (I don’t need the space for my laptop this semester) but I’m still anxious and shy about using my cane on campus

I used to for my weekly shopping trips. Actually, I even made a surprised pikachu on the topic because “if I’m carrying my cane around anyway, I might as well use it even if my knees aren’t “that bad” because I don’t need to be in pain to use my mobility aid” was such a galaxy brain moment for me!

But it’s different to use my mobility aid in front of people who know me and I’m still worried someone will confront me and ask questions and then I’ll get called a faker because no doctor ever actually told me to get a mobility aid (I live in a country with mandatory health insurance and should actually go to the doctors about getting checked until they find what the fresh hell is up with my joints)

But, uuuuhh, you wanted a story of the day and here’s some anxiety vent 😬 [grimace emoji]

Oof yeah using mobility aid scary.

I live in America so it gets kind of frustrating when I say like “my job took the stools away because we ‘sit too much’ and now I have to stand to use the computer desk and it sucks as someone with a chronic pain condition” to have people out of the US be like ISNT THAT ILLEGAL or something because it’s like no actually most jobs force you to stand for hours on end, meanwhile other people are like “can’t you just get a doctor’s note that says you need to sit because you have chronic pain issues” and to be like “that’s such a slippery slope what if they start denying me hours or something” which considering my old manger also had chronic pain issues and worked full time so maybe not but I feel like people outside of the US don’t realize how fucked you can be playing games with being disabled in the US.

Being called a faker if I ever used a mobility aid would be the least of my concerns, I would be worried it would hurt my chances of getting jobs, hours, housing by myself, etc.

I DO wish that when I was having a bad day a cane would help but unfortunately both of my legs hurt equally so I would need something like a rollator or a wheelchair. My best friend offered to mail me a rollator (bless her) but I said no I didn’t want her to have to go through the hassle.

I’m lucky that I’m on meds that negate my chronic pain but I forgot to take them last night and I woke up in debilitating pain.

The idea of having a cool looking mobility aid is fun though! But hell yeah doesn’t hurt to carry it around with you. Beat the shit out of people with it. Defense weapon if needed.

Oof about your parents vacationing in your college town.

I’m sorry about your migraines, I hope that they go away soon.

[daisynik7]

HI MY PRECIOUS ANGEL BABY SNOOKUMS<3 i missed you so so much, and i've arrived with a boatload of love and cuddles to make up for the eons i was gone, hold me. i write to you while mildly sleep-deprived (the amount of spelling and grammar errors 🤡), binging dog kennel shows, and on my third peach green tea Celsius (caffeinated energy drink) but overall nourished and (maybe) over-hydrated lol.

oml, when we last spoke i said i’d be in for a busy week HOWEVER i wasn’t expecting the shitshow awaiting me all i can say is (tmi) uti’s suck 🫠 long story short i’ve been staying with/ helping family who was admitted to the hospital a few nights ago and staying the night but i’m actually running on fumes a.) i’m not sleeping in my bed and i take forever to adjust b.) because i’m fucking paranoid the wrong meds will be administered because it’s happened before 🥲 luckily recovery is happening and hoping for discharge soon:)

but i miss you dearly enough about my shitshow, how have you been????????? i’m penciling time to catch up but did the office let you work from home? and of course, how was your weekend spent? anything special plans? or just catch up on rest? i hope you’re being extra kind to yourself and spoiled yourself with something nice, even small things! 

i hope this week goes swimmingly for you, i’m not sure if the weather is warmer but regardless i expect you to stay warm and cozy, stay hydrated and nourish your body, a polite reminder to step away from the things that you simply can’t control because you my sweet don’t deserve nor need that kind of burden and negativity! and as we’ve agreed, if i say it, then it must be so and this is especially non-negotiable 🥰 

i hope the day starts and ends well for you, i’m not sure if the tech issues at the office have been resolved, or if you’re still wfh, but you’ve got this! proud of you! your message was well received and kept safe and cherished in my inbox 💞 even if i'm not here daily always here for you and by your side! sending so many cuddles! so much love! so many hugs! so many kisses! i love you daisy!!!!! <3

i want to say i tried to comb through my rambling but the caffeine said no lol 🫣

WIFEY AHHHHH I'M SO HAPPY TO HEAR FROM YOU!! I've missed you so so much too snookums.

I'm really sorry to hear about the uti, god that sounds so painful and uncomfortable. please keep me updated with how you're feeling and when you're finally discharged. I'm glad to hear you're on the way there. sending you kisses, flowers, and snuggles for you to get well soon. also, I really hope they don't give you the wrong meds!! 😕

I've been okay! I had to go into the office, but it's fine. I had a pretty chill weekend and got some writing done. then yesterday I had some friends over for pizza and gossip, which is always fun hehe. I'm always working on being kinder to myself and I think I'm doing a good job at it so far! please remember to be kind to yourself too after the week you've had! I feel so bad you had to suffer through that!

It's still cold here, but not as much as before! Is it getting warmer for you too? I know you're not in your usual bed right now, but I hope that you have something there to keep you cozy and comfortable!

Thank you for these important reminders! I've been much better about not focusing on things I can't control and that's made my experiences much more positive.

I hope today and the rest of your week goes well! Rest up and take care of yourself! I can't believe you have to deal with this right now, I feel so bad. I wish I could somehow take away the pain and discomfort you're currently feeling. Sending you so much love, good healing vibes, and my most loving kisses. 💗 I love you so dearly thea

[ughdontbeboring]

Changes

Manny x YN (WoC)

Manny comes home with some news

warnings: MAYANS S4 spoilers , angst, cussing, hm I think that’s it 🤷🏽‍♀️

note: I’m supposed to be sleep for work but I had to write this really quick bc it wouldn’t leave my head. Also again I am Puerto Rican and Black (with a few other things😂) so character (you,reader,YN) will always be inspired by that kinda of upbringing. So WoC reader ALWAYS and thicc af! No permission for my work to be used anywhere else in any form by anyone!

and if y’all fucks with it let me know 🙂🫣

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Moving to the beat of the low playing music she danced around the kitchen putting the finishing touches on dinner. Bella was asleep early, YN made sure she had a fun filled day because daddy was coming home today. Her man was finally allowed to come home and she wanted nothing more to spend some one on one time with him. 

She adored their daughter but it was hard to grab some of the Mayan’s time when their energetic 3 year old was awake. She kept the music low and the banging around while cooking to a minimum to avoid waking the kid and so she could hear from her baby monitor. They both were set on keep it for a while, both very over protective especially given certain career paths.

Apart of her felt bad she made sure Bella would be sleep to the point she knew she would sleep through the night. The other part of her didn’t knowing Bella had such an amazing day, nothing was off limits to the toddler for the day. She did her best to make sure the little girl didn’t turn rotten from being spoiled beyond belief on an daily but once that Kutt walks in the house she knew it would simply go back to being Bella’s world. She couldn’t help the smile that graced her face at the thought of how lucky she was to have her little family. 

She put the lid back on the rice pot and slid it over to one of the burners she hadn’t used. Everything was finally finished, she would wait to plate the food to keep from having to use microwave. 

The song had just switched to something more sensual when she heard the familiar rumble of a certain bike. Butterflies erupted in her stomach as she dashed towards the door after throwing her apron on the counter. There was no time to get dressed but she knew he would be happy with her either way. 

Her bare feet swift on the cool marble floors, she almost ran into the door as she tried to slow her self down. She could hear his boots thudding closer to the door along with the jingle of his keys. Her hands quickly went to the lock and unlocked it, pulling the handle as she flung the door open. 

She didn’t even a chance to look at him as she threw herself into his arms as he stood at the entry way. The humidity from outside hit her as he caught her. His hands automatically falling to grip her ass. Before he could comment on her lack of shorts she crashed her lips into his. Passionately kissing him. Her tongue ran over his lips, he had to suppress a chuckle at how aggressive she was being. He wasn’t going to complain he loved that shit. 

They continue for a moment longer as he pressed her against the side of the door, his lower body grinding into hers. She moaned as he bite into her full bottom lip, letting it go with a pop. 

Their foreheads touched while they stood there staring at each other, their breathing heavy. 

“Hi” she said sweetly as her hand ran over his buzz cut. He smiled at her that smile she loved. 

“Hey mama” 

“I missed you so much” she said before pulling him into another quick kiss.

“I missed you more” He quipped with a smirk 

She rolled her eyes then leaned into his neck her teeth tugging his ear lob.  

“Impossible” she whispered.

“Nah it’s not mama” 

If she only knew how much he loved her, he told her but he doesn’t think he’s ever done good enough at explaining it. Maybe the reality was he could never, that no one could ever explain how he felt about her.

Before either one of them could speak about who missed who more, Manny’s grip tighten on her plump ass. He could feel the softens of bare ass. His hand glided over more to find the string of her thong.

“Oh mama you know better then to be out here in just my shirt and a thong” He felt that familiar pang of possessiveness and hungry fill him.

She rolled her eyes again before grinding against his harden cock. Her head tilted slightly to the side in faux innocents.

“But you like it daddy” she whispered seductively. 

He had to tamper down the lust starting to consume his body. The whole point of him coming home was to talk with her. He had a very heated conversation with Canche and there were things she needed to know. Manny started to feel bad about the decisions he made without her but there was no other options.

She could see the change taking over his soulful brown eyes. She felt a slight twist of worry as she tried to read his face. Something was going on and she had a feeling she wasn’t going to be happy about it. But then again could anything be worse then him almost dying a few weeks ago in that Mayans blood bath? 

She was fully aware he was stabbed and thrown off the roof. She cursed him out so bad for thinking it was a good idea to climb the roof. But it did work in his favor, he black out and then was left out of the rest of the blood shed, no one paying him any mind, most likely thinking he was dead as he laid bleeding until Alvarez showed up. She had to swallow to push back the acid that threatened to rise just at the thought. 

“Let’s go on the house mama”

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They were staring at each other, he was intensely watching her as she stared back at him in disbelief and anger. 

She was conflicted but the only thing she could think to say was “No”.

“No?” He repeated, he shouldn’t be surprised but he was. He thought she’d jump at the chance for them to be together again after weeks apart.

“Absolutely, Manny are you and Canche fucking crazy?” She hissed at him. 

They were sitting on opposite couches in the living room. Once he broke the news about having to stay in Santo Padre until further notice and him renting a house so she and Bella could move out there in the next 2 days she plopped on the couch across from him, she couldn’t even sit next to him she was so angry.

“We’d be together”

“I know Manny, I want nothing more but our whole lives are here!” She started to yell.

He sat there watching her, letting her express how she felt.

“I-I mean, our friends, your family! My job! I-we can’t Manny. You have to talk to Canche, he needs to know this doesn’t work for our family” She said in a final tone, shaking her head. 

“YN-“

“No Manny” She said as she got up, “I will not move my whole life again! I already moved here to Yuma to be with you! I left my family behind! The only life I ever knew! And th- the club gets you whenever! Did I know that from the jump? Yes! Did I still choose to be with you? Yes! But they don’t get to do this!” She fussed as she paced back and forth infront of him. 

“Canche isn’t-“ 

“Fuck Canche! I know what happened was horrible to his son but Manny you have to see this isn’t right! Bella’s whole life, my life, has to change because of what Canche wants?!” 

“It’s just for a while” Manny replied.

She scoffed as she walked towards the kitchen. 

“You just said you didn’t know for how long Manny! Don’t bullshit me!” YN threw over her shoulder at him. She turned to ignore him as she went to pack up the rest of the left overs. 

“Stop yelling!” He said slightly raising his voice. 

She took deep breathes, knowing if Bella woke they wouldn’t be able to have this conversation. 

“Listen mama, Bella is still young enough-“

“DON’T! don’t use her age as if that matters! Her life is HERE! MY LIFE IS HERE!” She yelled with her back facing him, the need to be quiet gone almost instantly. 

Within seconds she heard the thud of his boots and felt his hand grip her arm to swing her around. Her back being slightly thrown into the counter. 

“IS WITH ME!” Manny yelled as he winced from the pain of his healing chest wound. “YOUR LIFE AND BELLA’S LIFE IS WITH ME AND EVER I AM!” He yelled. He deep brown eyes blazing with anger. She knew it wasn’t toward her but toward this situation he couldn’t control. He winced again as he tried to control his breathing. 

Her eyes started to gloss over. This wasn’t supposed to be happening. They should be eating or fucking right now and their doing neither, just this bullshit. She pressed her lips together to try and stop the sob that threatened to rip from her chest. He should be focused on healing not this.

Apart of her knew he was right. Their lives were meant to be lived together regardless of where that was. But this just don’t seem fair. She would have to pick up her and Bella’s lives in 2 days and move almost 3 hrs away. 

Manny leaned forward, his face close to hers as she looked down at the spot on his chest she knew the wound was healing. The tears started to slip and she didn’t care to cash them away. 

“Hey hey hey” Manny said as his hands left the side of the counter he was caging her in between and gripped her face. His thumbs whipping away the tears. 

“Mama look at me” He said softly, he waited til her eyes found his. 

“I need you and Bella with me. I can’t go another day being so far away wondering what y’all doing, how y’all day is going, are y’all safe?“ He whispered, “My life is nothing with out y’all. I can’t control what is going on right now but I can make sure my family is with me, I cant live anymore days not being able to see or hold you and Bella when I want, and I couldn’t live with myself if something happened and I was so far away” He confessed in a soft voice with a hint of fear. 

She leaned her head forward so it leaned on his chest. Her soft sniffles the only thing that can be heard now. They stood like that for what seemed like hours. Just holding each other in the peacefulness of their home. The home they spend the last 4 years building together. 

“Ok” she whispered into his chest.

He stilled. She could feel the weight and tension leave his body after her acceptance of the situation.

“Thank you mama, I promise I’ll do whatever I can to make this easier for our family” He promised as he kissed the top of her head, his large hands running up and down her back. 

“The house better be just as nice as ours here” she sassed him,She felt his chest rumble before she leaned back into the counter pulling from his embrace, “and I don’t want to get rid of our home here either”. 

“What ever you say mama” He answered smiling down at her.  

She rolled her eyes at his charms as small whines could be heard from monitor, letting them know Bella would wake any moment. YN watched Manny eyes light up. 

“Go get her daddy” She said shooing him away to go get the toddler would be ecstatic to see him.  He pecked her lips once more before turning and jogging towards the stairs. She watched as he flung his kutt and shirt on the couch. His lean bare back disappearing up the stairs. 

She smiled seeing some things may never change. When home he always rid his shirt and kutt before embracing this daughter especially after a long ride through the Desert. 

She felt a little bit of peace wash over her as she heard his voice speaking to their daughter through the monitor, knowing he would keep his promise to do everything he could for their little family. And though they had to make this move to Santo Padre, their family would always be first to them both. 

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