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fastandcarlos · 9 days

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Missing Piece : ̗̀➛ Max Verstappen

summary: fans are beginning to notice your absence around the paddock, little do they know the amazing reason you’re finding yourself hiding away

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maxverstappen1: spending time with some of my favourite little humans this week in monaco 🏎️🏁

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username1: yet another race week without an appearance from y/n

username2: pls just give us the update we’re desperate for max

landonorris: are you there favourite human being??

maxverstappen1: @/landonorris always the favourite uncle

username3: I can’t wait to see this man with kids of his own

username4: max as a dad sounds soooo cute

schecoperez: it was lovely to see them in the paddock again this week!!

lewishamilton: a little birdie secretly told me that they’re actually a fan of me

maxverstappen1: @/lewishamilton whoever told you that is a liar!

ynusername: wish I could be there with you guys 🩷

username5: omg y/n

username6: is this a sign??? are they definitely still together???

username7: there’s still hope yet…

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redbullracing: all smiles for max as he finds himself in pole position heading into tomorrow 🏆

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username8: was it ever really in doubt??

maxverstappen1: thanks for all your support team! ❤️

username9: he smiles the way I smile seeing y/n interacting with him yesterday

username10: I bet he still wishes y/n was there though…

ynusername: so proud!! bring it home max 🏆

maxverstappen1: @/ynusername I’ll do it just for you 💕💕

username11: so how come y/n can comment but can’t be bothered to show up and actually support max

username12: @/username11 you can still be supportive from a distance!

schecoperez: congrats max!!

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formula1updates: max came on stream tonight and reassured everyone that y/n is doing well and that hopefully she’ll be back in the paddock soon. sending you lots of love y/n ❤️🏎️

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username13: I really hope that it’s nothing serious

username14: WE LOVE YOU Y/N TAKE AS MUCH TIME AS YOU NEED

username15: thank you max for reassuring us all 🥺

username16: anyone else notice how he sounded like he was tearing up a bit talking about y/n on his stream earlier

username17: at least we know they’re both okay, that’s the main thing

username18: I can’t wait to see y/n back in the paddock too 🙏🏻

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ynusername: the reason we’ve been a little quiet lately…we’re so happy to share with you all that the first two legged verstappen baby is on their way very soon 💕🥰

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landonorris: stfu you guys, congratulations!! can’t believe you kept this a secret from me!!

maxverstappen1: cannot wait for this new adventure with you, couldn’t ask for anyone better than you 🩷🥰

ynusername: @/maxverstappen1 you’re gonna be the best mumma!!

username19: woah baby verstappen!!

danielricciardo: uncle daniel is ready to spoil this baby rotten!

redbullracing: emailing the suppliers to order a thousand red bull baby grows as we speak 😂

username20: I’m not even the one having a baby but I feel like all my dreams have come true

alex_albon: congratulations to you both…lily puts her name down for babysitting duties btw

ynusername: @/alex_albon she can have all the baby cuddles in the world!

oscarpiastri: this is the best news - can’t wait to meet your little one!

username21: preparing myself to be spammed by dad max soon! 🔥

georgerussell63: always knew you guys would be the first to settle…so happy for you both!

carlossainz55: beyond excited for you both!!

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maxverstappen1: making the most of all these bump cuddles and mornings with my best friend, pregnancy really is a beautiful thing!

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username22: I feel like I’m watching the cutest romcom with these posts ☺️

landonorris: how come you never let me rest my head in your lap and play with my hair??

maxverstappen1: @/landonorris start carrying my child and I might start listening

username23: these are the softest photos to ever exist 🥺

logansargeant: way to make the rest of us feel single guys 😂

ynusername: thank you for always taking the best care of me - I could never do this without you 🥰

username24: y/n and max reenacting every fanfic ever made 😭

username25: they’re just a dream 🥺

charles_leclerc: why is alex sending me these photos telling me I need to be more like max…

maxverstappen1: @/charles_leclerc I’ll give you some tips next race weekend 😂

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ynusername: people often ask me what I see in max and why I decided he’d be the perfect father for my children, well, here you are…😂

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username26: omg y/n this is amazing!

landonorris: officially my favourite instagram post ever!!

maxverstappen1: why you always gotta do me dirty 😂😂

ynusername: @/maxverstappen1 you still look handsome in my eyes love

username27: shout-out to y/n for always finding a way to humiliate max

alex_albon: you’re lucky you’re pregnant, brave posting these y/n 😂

ynusername: @/alex_albon why else do you think I waited until he was on the plane to montreal 😉

username28: yet another reminder why these two are my favourite couple ever

georgerussell63: how do you always manage to get away with posting stuff like this 😂

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maxverstappen1: a post full of appreciation for my beautiful wife, you blow me away everyday with how well you’re coping, I couldn’t be prouder of you 🩷🥺

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username29: I just want a boy who loves me as much as max loves y/n

ynusername: thank you for always being by my side, I’d be lost without you ❤️

landonorris: y/n honestly deserves a medal for putting up with you!

maxverstappen1: @/landonorris no one asked for you to appear in my comments section thank you 😂

username30: becoming a dad has made max soppy but I’m not complaining

lewishamilton: can we just take a moment to appreciate how amazing y/n looks in pregnancy

ynusername: @/lewishamilton all thanks to my personal stylist 😘

username31: officially in my feels now

lance_stroll: not long to go for you guys now surely!

username32: I don’t think I can wait another three months for this baby to arrive

username33: how am I this jealous of a couple that I adore??

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ynusername: bumpin’ along nicely 💕

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maxverstappen1: I miss you so much, can’t wait to get home and give you all the cuddles in the world!

ynusername: @/maxverstappen1 we miss you too - I’m officially unable to tie my shoelaces now 😂

username34: 😭😭😭😭

username35: I literally can’t cope anymore

schecoperez: max does not stop talking about you btw

ynusername: @/schecoperez tell him to shut up and concentrate on the race!

maxverstappen1: @/ynusername I just can’t help it…I’m so excited!!

username36: I feel like I’m scrolling through pinterest at this point 🥺

carmenmmundt: I’m at home this weekend…omw now!

ynusername: @/carmenmmundt door is unlocked, non-alcoholic wine fresh out the fridge 🥂

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maxverstappen1: the end of another season, so proud to add another driver’s championship to the collection, but most of all I’m so proud of my wife. no rest for me, off season this year is spent preparing those finishing touches for our family of three ❤️🏆🎉

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ynusername: could not be prouder of you - now let’s go and have a baby!!

username37: max’s year just keeps getting better and better!

landonorris: congrats bro…looking forward to the baby updates soon 💪🏻

danielricciardo: looking forward to stopping by the apartment to introduce your child to their favourite uncle!

schecoperez: @/danielricciardo I think you’ll find that role is mine

username38: never in doubt champ 🏆

username39: and now for the baby spam…

username40: can’t wait to see you become a dad max!

charles_leclerc: you could’ve let me have this one…you’re winning in life anyway 😂

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maxverstappen1: welcome to the world little one, the missing piece to our jigsaw is here and we’ve never felt more complete ☺️

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˗ˏˋ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ! ´ˎ˗

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diordeer · 4 months

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౨ৎ FALSE GOD

“we might just get away with it, the altar is my hips, even if it's a false god. we'd still worship this love” - taylor swift (smau)

contains: charlie bushnell x fem!reader, where they both play in the false god music video

description: kind of obsessed with the band ‘sorry’ rn which is crazy bc its totally not my kind of music

requested by: anon!

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taylorswift dont miss false god, coming out tonight 12AM EST

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user1 I already love it… the colour scheme!!

user2 ok but WHO is in it because i know for a fact that isn’t taylor swifts hair

blakelively cant wait!! 🩷

user3 WE’D STILL WORSHIP THIS LOVEE

user4 i dont think i will be able to handle this

user5 whooos hands are thessee 👀

↳ user6 ikrr 🤭

gracieabrams ahhh this is so excitinggg!!

user7 i can already feel the vision

comments:

user1 CHARLIE AND YN CHARLIE AND YN CHARLIE AND YN

↳ user2 THEY ARE SO PERFECT

user3 taylor NEVER misses!

user4 this is changing lives

↳ user2 not only is it changing lives, its bringing people back from the dead!!

user5 the SECOND i saw charlie i dropped to my KNEES

↳ user4 on my knees for Charlie AND yn, literally a sexuality nightmare

↳ user5 SERIOUSLY

user6 how do i make this mv my personality

↳ user7 my exact thoughts

user8 yn looks GORGEOUS in this literally ethereal

↳ user7 she makes me wonder things about myself i never thought i would

user9 worshipping this mv

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yn.ln go watch false god… RN!

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user1 if u havent already rewatched it atleast thirteen times what are you doing with ur life

↳ yn.ln i vouch to this

user2 taylor is so cute!

user3 u were MAJESTIC in this

iamcharliebushnell had so much fun with uu

↳ yn.ln ur the besssttt!!! Cant wait to see u again soon!!!

user5 charlie and yn have such good on screen chemistry i actually cant get over it

↳ user3 BEGGING they r like that irl together

↳ user5 IMAGINE IF THEY WERE DATING

dior.n.goodjohn i feel like there should be context to the last pic

↳ yn.ln it was a live reaction of me finding out i had to make out with charlie 🤢🤢

↳ iamcharliebushnell oh because it was SOO horrible?

↳ user4 WHAT DO U MEAN CHARLIE

↳ yn.ln WOW WOW WOW NOT NECESSARY

↳ user6 i see a little smile in that photo 🤨

↳ user7 u cant say theres nothing going on between them

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iamcharliebushnell had the best time working on this music video with everyone!!

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user1 him in the last photo… LAWD HAVE MERCCYYY

↳ user5 OMG IKRRR

↳ yn.ln its so the shirt

↳ user1 u agree then? 🤨🤨

↳ iamcharliebushnell guess i should wear it more then

walker.scobell you were great!

↳ iamcharliebushnell this seems very passive aggressive

user2 can we talk ab the outfits in this tho?! Like so so gorgeous

↳ user7 PREACH! THE DRESSES?! THE SHIRTS?!

user3 working with “everyone”… we all know hes talking about working with yn

↳ yn.ln im just so amazing and loveable🤷‍♀️

user4 tell me theres nothing going on between them… I DARE

dior.n.goodjohn i cant believe YOU get to be in a taylor swift music video

↳ iamcharliebushnell i cant tell if this is a compliment or not

↳ yn.ln just take it as a compliment babe, dont question it 🥰

↳ user6 BABE?!

taglist: @lostinhisworld @lizziesfirstwife @auttumnsayshi @silkenthusiasts @taygrls @kidkrowk @kanojous @niktwazny303 @m00ng4z3r @highfidelities

#charlie bushnell x reader #luke castellan x reader #percy jackon and the olympians #smau #social media au #aesthetic #charlie bushnell #in the know #x reader #false god #taylor swift

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mermaidgirl30 · 22 days

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✨Coffee Shop Date✨

Joel Miller x fem! reader

Series Masterlist Part 1 Part 2

A/N: They are so soft together, I can’t stand it 😭🥰 Thank you to @mountainsandmayhem for beta reading and screaming about them with me 🩷 Enjoy, lovelies!

Chapter Summary: Joel takes you on a coffee date. The first official date after falling apart and finding each other again years later.

Rating: 18+

Word Count: 4.3k

Tags: Joel takes you on a cute coffee date, flirting, pining, so much flirting, slight angst, making up, talking about feelings and the past, falling in love, switching POVs

Dividers by @saradika-graphics and @firefly-graphics

Joel stands in the fluorescent lights of his bathroom mirror, smoothing the gel with his thick fingers as he nervously taps his foot against the simple white tile. He can’t stop thinking about the moment he laid eyes on you at the lake, the sun rays making you look like an absolute angel as your smile glowed brightly all around him.

His breath hitched and his heart pounded wildly against his broad chest as you slowly appeared in front of him, standing just inches from his fingertips, enough to reach out and brush against your delicate skin. He knew the moment he saw you again that it was fate, destiny. His lost, wilting rose petal was now blossoming and colorful, and that made him sigh and draw a lazy smile on the edges of his mouth. He found you again, and this time he wouldn’t let you go. Not ever.

He lets out a long sigh and heads for the door, grabbing the keys to his Chevy as he feels the nerves starting to shake through his entire body. He needs to calm down, but he can’t because he’s picking you up. The first official date again since the breakup that happened so long ago. He wouldn’t fuck it up this time, he just wouldn’t.

By the time he pulls up to the front of your quaint little house and scuffs his leather boots against the wooden porch, he’s nervous as hell. Sweat pools down underneath the collar of his green button-up flannel, and his mouth feels like dried up sandpaper.

Before he knocks on your white painted door, he glances to his left and stops dead in his tracks. He sees the bright red blooms of vivid roses glowing like glitter in the midafternoon Texas sun rays. He sees you in them, your perfect blossoms blooming like they’d never been wilted or withered before.

A warm smile beams on his curled up lips as he basks in the presence of your lush rose garden. He always knew you’d bloom again.

He softly knocks three times on your door, nervously shifting his weight on the balls of his feet until he sees the silhouette of your shadow behind the half drawn blinds. When you open the door his breath gets caught in his throat and his eyes grow wide, his thick fingers curling against the pockets of his denim jeans. He thinks you look like the prettiest flower he’s ever laid eyes on.

You stand there blushing, the crimson of your cheeks blending in with the glossy pink lip gloss that’s painted across your full lips. Your eyes are dazzling, glittering diamonds that nearly knock him down to his knees. Your violet colored summer dress grazes the tops of your thighs, and your tan skin glows as bright as your gorgeous, flashy smile.

He’s almost lost for words watching you smile bashfully up at him, just like you did the first time you met him at Lowe’s in the flower department. You always were a shy thing, but sweet as cherry pie. His favorite girl.

“Hi,” you say quietly, blinking up at him with the flutter of your long eyelashes as your painted nails dig into the fabric of your soft dress.

“Hi, sweetheart. You look very… pretty,” he smiles warmly down at you as he watches you giggle.

“You think so?”

“Yeah, beautiful,” he breathes.

You blush even more, twisting your hips slightly as the fabric of your skirt blows gently in the breeze. He could get used to seeing this, seeing you all dolled up and eagerly waiting to be picked up for a date with him. He missed this, missed you.

“You ready to go?”

“Mhm,” you hum.

“Alright then. Coffee’s waitin’,” he laughs as he leads you to the passenger door, his hand resting on the small of your back as he opens the door and helps you inside, gently closing it as he makes his way to the driver's seat.

Once he’s buckled up and has the engine running he nods your way and puts the truck in drive, nervously running his thick fingers over the steering wheel before he drives off into the busy streets of Austin. He was more than ready for this date, ready to have you again.

It feels so weird to be in his truck again. In the passenger seat smelling his woodsy cologne, listening to his soft rock music playing over the speakers, watching him grip the leather steering wheel tightly with one hand as his other hovers outside the rolled down window. It feels… nice, like this is where you were meant to be. Back with Joel.

You watch his greying curls blow in the wind, fixate on his honey flecked eyes that flicker over to you every few seconds with a big crooked grin on his face. He looks so different yet somehow the same as you remember. He seems warmer, kinder, more receptive. And maybe time does change all things, but not the way you feel about him.

Before you know it, he’s pulling up to Houndstooth Coffee, your favorite coffee shop in Austin. When you make your way out of the truck and into the coffee shop, the atmosphere is buzzing with soft music playing over the speakers. Potted plants dangle in the large glass windows, sturdy stained tables sit lined against the open room, nature paintings hang neatly across every corner of the tan walls. You always liked the vibes in here. It’s quiet, relaxing, a great place to come and unwind. What made it even better was this was Joel’s favorite coffee shop, too.

“You wanna go grab a table, and I can go get us some coffee?” he asks as he looks over his shoulder at you.

“Sure, I can do that.”

“Perfect. And let me guess, still a caramel macchiato kinda girl? Extra sugar, heavy on the cream?” He winks at you, and you feel the heat warm your cheeks as you smile up at him.

“Still remember my favorite drink, huh?” you ask curiously as you cross your arms over your summer dress.

“‘Course I do. Don’t know anyone else that has as big of a sweet tooth as you do, darlin’. Kinda hard to forget.”

You push him playfully in the shoulder, and he barely moves an inch. “Yeah, says the guy that drinks his coffee black,” you tease. “You won’t even try mine.”

He chuckles and shakes his head at you, his slicked back curls bouncing against the gel. “It’s too sweet for me, and you know it.”

“Yeah, yeah. Guess so,” you say with a small huff and the pop of your hip.

“Hey,” he says as he steps forward and cups your chin, slowly releasing his fingers as he speaks low. “I don’t need sweetener. I’ve got you here, and you’re sweeter than any of them. My little shot of espresso filled with sugar.”

Your jaw drops open, eyelashes batting up at him as your cheeks burn bright red. He’s going to paint you completely crimson if he’s not careful, but you’ll allow it. You had a lot of lost time to make up for, and he could flirt with you as much as he wanted to.

You nod your head to the short line in front of the cash register, and he smiles back at you. “Be back in a minute.”

You find a quiet place in the far corner, a little booth that has potted pink tulips and a smooth wooden table top. You watch him order the coffees, giving the worker his name and debit card before he patiently waits to the side for the coffees to be made.

He flicks his eyes over at you every few seconds, a small crooked smile spread wide across his mouth. You have to look away to stop the butterflies flitting through your stomach. You can’t believe you’re here again with Joel, your past flame, but this time feels different. A good different.

When they finally get finished making your drinks, Joel comes over to the booth and sits opposite you. He gives a small grunt when he sits and hands you your iced coffee. “Here ya go, darlin’. One caramel macchiato for the pretty lady.”

You giggle and reach for the clear cup full of sugary goodness. “Thanks, Joel,” you smile. When you grab the cup your fingers brush against his, and there’s a moment where sparks shoot through your fingertips, swirling feelings that were always buried deep inside your body.

He smiles nervously at you, running a hand straight back through his tousled curls. His honey eyes shine against the sunlight that’s beaming through the glass window, and you can’t stop the blushing that’s permanent on your cheeks when you’re around him.

Joel takes a sip of his coffee, keeping those soft eyes on you as you take a sip of yours. Your dress suddenly feels too tight, and the insides of your thighs feel sticky and warm from nerves. Maybe the iced coffee will help cool you off, but you doubt it will. Of course it won’t because Joel Miller is sitting across from you, looking extremely handsome in his flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He always was a flannel guy, and that’s why you own so many flannels. Because they remind you of him.

You casually sip from your coffee, curling your fingertips over your violet material, trying to calm yourself down from being in the presence of Joel. He still had you just as frazzled as when you locked eyes with him at the lake. You really were still crazy about him.

“It’s kinda crazy bein’ back here with you. It feels…”

“Right,” you finish for him.

He chuckles, nodding his head as he takes another sip from the black coffee. “Yeah, it does feel right.”

You tap your thumb nervously on the plastic coffee cup and take a breath before you dive into any personal matters. “How’s Sarah doing?”

“She’s good, really good. She just graduated this spring. Took a job at the heart hospital in Austin,” he says proudly, his brown eyes glistening with fondness.

“So she did go with nursing school after all. Joel, you must be so proud!” you squeak excitedly.

He smiles and nods his head, the look of admiration filling his face. “That I am. Can’t believe my baby girl is all grown up. Gonna miss her,” he sighs with sadness ghosting over his doe eyes.

“Hey, she’s always going to be your little girl. Don’t forget that. And she chose to stay in Austin? That’s so great, Joel. See, she didn’t leave after all. I knew she wouldn’t.”

“Oh, you knew she wouldn’t?” he asks with one eyebrow raised high, making the wrinkles across his forehead crease into fine lines.

“I had my suspicions she’d stay,” you wink. He shakes his head and stares at you for just a second, assessing your soft features before continuing.

“So, what about you? Are you still at the same company you were? That one corporate job you were at.”

You shake your head slowly, playing absentmindedly with the straw that you bend back and forth. “No. Actually, I work for the city now.”

“Oh?” he asks all intrigued and interested. “Doin’ what?”

“I’m working for an environmental engineering company that operates off the lakes in Texas. I’m helping them keep track of the bluegill and catfish populations. You know, helping both the water quality and fish populations,” you say fondly.

He stares at you wide-eyed, a big smile curling over the edges of his lips. “Well I’ll be damned. That’s what you always wanted to do. You did it, you actually did it.”

You laugh and push your hair behind your shoulder. “Yeah, finally. I love it so much, you have no idea how much happier I am there.”

He chuckles and rests a hand on the table, looking at you with big brown eyes adoringly. “I’m so proud of you, sweetheart. I always believed in you. I knew that one day you’d get it. They’re so lucky to have you.”

Your eyes fog over with held back tears while you grip tightly to your cold iced coffee. He told you he’s proud of you. Joel is proud of you. That sentence alone makes you weak in the knees. Joel was always so supportive, and that’s one thing you adored about him.

“You’re… proud of me?” you ask breathlessly.

“Mhm. So proud,” he purrs.

He holds your gaze while tension buzzes around the room. There’s no other customers at the moment, no clattering coffee makers echoing around the room, there’s just silence. There’s only you and Joel. Two bodies locked in a heated stare, chests rising and falling in sync, and nervous breaths sharing the same little area.

The intense moment breaks when you nervously push a lock of hair behind your ear and thank him for the kind words. “What about you? What have you been up to lately?” you ask, flitting your eyes back up to his.

“Oh, the usual. Me and Tommy started up a new contracting gig. Been busy runnin’ the company and sometimes workin’ on custom pieces.”

“You still like to build things?”

“‘Course, darlin’. Actually, I started buildin’ custom guitars a while ago. Been keepin’ me busy, but I really enjoy it,” he says with a deep chuckle reverberating off his chest.

“Guitars, huh? You always did love playing. Bet they’re beautiful,” you gush, leaning your elbow on the wooden table with your chin resting on your knuckles, looking dreamily at the man with honey glazed eyes.

“Maybe I could show you them sometime? Think you’ll love ‘em. Might have one with your name on it.” Hope fills his voice, and his eyes light up with sparks burning like amber coals.

Did he make you a custom guitar? No. He wouldn’t have. But maybe…. Oh, he did.

“I’d love to,” you smile, watching the light shine brightly through his beautiful brown eyes.

“Okay then, it’s a date,” he beams.

The tinge of crimson is back on your cheeks, and your face physically hurts from smiling so much in one sitting. This is where you were supposed to end up again. Back at your favorite coffee shop with your favorite person who introduced you to this place.

After a few seconds of silent stares and warm smiles, Joel’s face grows serious as his brows knit tightly together. “Listen, I need to apologize.”

“Joel,” you say harshly, trying to stop him from what he’s about to say.

“No, jus’ hear me out. I’m so fuckin’ sorry for how things ended. I didn’t mean… I wish I could’ve jus’…”

You hold out a hand to stop him. “No, Joel. Don’t put the blame on yourself. It’s not your fault. It’s…”

“Please,” he pleads, looking at you with glistening eyes that beg for you to listen. Just looking at them alone makes you want to crawl across the table and sink all your weight into him. “I need to get this out. Please, jus’ let me do this,” he begs.

“Okay,” you whisper, clutching the edge of your soft dress as you wait with bated breath.

“I made some very poor choices over the years. I was selfish, wreckless, so fuckin’ stupid. I didn’t mean to put all my problems on you. That wasn’t fair to you. And all those stupid fights that meant absolutely nothin’ were my fault.”

You catch his wrist and curl your fingers around his tanned skin, looking up at him with furrowed brows and parted lips. “Don’t you dare put all the blame on yourself. It was both of our faults. I was in a toxic job, and I brought that stress home to you so many times. I blew up in your face night after night from all that weight I was keeping on my shoulders. It was me who started half the fights. I shouldn’t have done that. I should’ve left that job long ago when it was affecting our relationship.”

He clenches his jaw and shakes his head at you. “No, sweetheart. Don’t even try to apologize. I was goin’ through so much shit with Tommy and Maria, and then there was Sarah I was tryin’ to keep a grasp on, and then all that shit with the company goin’ down and all the whiskey I was drinkin’. I was in the wrong mindset. I should’ve never hurt you the way I did.”

He looks like a wounded puppy dog that just lost his family the way he’s looking at you now. His teary doe eyes shooting holes through your beating heart, and you have to keep yourself glued to the seat you’re in. The temptation to crawl into his lap and give him a big hug right now is so very overwhelming.

He always loved when you got in his personal space and threw your arms around him when he was sad. It was his favorite way to be soothed. The way you’d run your fingers through his tousled curls and whisper sweet, calming words into the shell of his ear. He may be a strong man, but he was always so weak for you especially when you were his favorite person that could fix all the broken pieces and mend him back together.

You cling harder to his wrist, but he doesn’t even try to pull away. He just stares with watering eyes while his lips form a tight line. It breaks your heart seeing him like this. “I was the one that told you to leave, Joel…. That rainy night in February when I threw the keys in your face. I didn’t mean to. I was just so… mad. I shouldn’t have done that. I regret it. I was a mess, we were a mess. But I feel like I was the one that ruined it. And then… then…” You can’t even finish your sentence without tears falling down your cheek. You’re embarrassing yourself in front of Joel, in front of the entire coffee shop. You wish you weren’t so emotional about all of this.

“Oh, sweetheart. No. Don’t do that, it’s not your fault,” he coos softly, reaching a hand up to catch your falling tears while his calloused fingers linger on your delicate skin. His eyes are so soft like golden retriever eyes all wide and gentle. You want to just slip into them and sink forever.

“I should’ve never ran out that door, should’ve come right back. I wanted to. God, I wanted to. Maybe my life would’ve looked different if I did. But I was a coward. I jus’ couldn’t get myself to face you. So I decided to leave you alone. And then almost a couple years after that I met Tess.”

The name Tess makes you cower back in your seat, his large hand falling back to the table as it leaves your weepy face. Tess. The other woman he fell in love with.

“I’m not gonna tell you it was all rainbows and butterflies with her ‘cause it wasn’t. But there was a time I did love her, too.”

“Oh. Mhm,” you hum, looking down at your feet scuffing against the clean floor, trying your best not to cry again.

“Look, I’m not tellin’ you this to hurt you. I’m doin’ my best to explain jus’ what all went on. That day we moved to the neighborhood, I had no idea you were livin’ right across the street. If I knew, I don't think I would’ve… I wouldn’t have bought it,” he sighs as he takes a deep breath.

You can’t look at him, can’t make yourself even speak because you know you’ll be a puddle on the ground if you even try, so you just let him continue while you curl your toes underneath you. “When I saw you that first day when I was movin’ furniture out of the movin’ van, I was wrecked. I even dropped a vase when I saw you. Glass went all over the kitchen tile. Tess thought I had a stroke or somethin’, but it was just seein’ you again after all those years that killed me.”

You purse your lips and nod, remembering all too well how you dropped the glass of milk in your kitchen when you saw the two of them together. And it hurt, it still hurts to think about. You guess that wound never fully healed after all.

“I felt so awful and guilty about everything. And it was so fuckin’ hard to watch you day after day. Walking to your mailbox, leaving your house, walking in your kitchen at dinner time when your window was wide open. I jus’… there wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t want to walk over and sweep you up in my arms. God, I really wanted to every single day. But then there was Tess. And I made a promise to her that I swore I’d keep.”

You feel a tear fall like rain down your cheek when you hear those words, but Joel’s right there to pick up the pieces. He reaches his arm out and places his large palm over your hand, making you look up from under your soaked lashes.

“Do you remember that day I helped you up off the ground in front of your mailbox?”

“Yeah, how could I forget,” you whisper with a quiet sniffle.

“After you walked back inside, I somehow ended up on your front porch. I stood there for over ten minutes jus’ waitin’ to knock. I wanted to. I knew you were cryin’, I knew I was the reason why. I jus’ wanted to make the pain go away, but I realized I couldn’t ‘cause I made a promise to Tess. So even though that killed me, I walked away. I didn’t knock. I couldn’t. Because if I did, I never would’ve been able to let you go…”

Your eyes prick with fresh tears, and you tremble out some scattered words. “No, I understand. You’re a man of your word. You loved Tess. I couldn’t fault you for that. And I was so selfish to want you all to myself again, but I realized that couldn’t happen because she was yours,” you choke out, feeling the weight of the world press deep into your chest.

“I loved her, but I also realized I never stopped loving you, too. I should’ve realized sooner that it was never supposed to be her, it was supposed to be you.”

Your mouth drops open and your heart thunders in your chest. “What did you just say?” you gasp.

“It was always you, sweetheart. It jus’ took some time and healing to realize you were it for me. There was no one else. There still isn’t anyone else. It’s jus’ you…”

“I… Joel…” you mutter mindlessly.

Before you know what’s happening, Joel slides out of the booth and pulls you to a standing position. His deep chocolate eyes gaze longingly into your eyes, and the words are off his tongue before you can digest them. “I still love you.”

He pulls you into his broad chest, and his calloused hands connect with the sides of your face. His lips meet yours and suddenly the world fades away in the background. There’s no more outside voices, no more sideways glances, no more anything. There’s just Joel’s lips on yours, burning through you like wildfire.

You part your lips, allowing him to slot his tongue in, tasting that strong black coffee taste that you’ve always loved. You loved it because it was Joel’s signature taste, his scent, his essence. And you realize now you love him. God, you never stopped loving him. He’s the one, he’s always been the one.

He breaks away from the kiss, but you stay clinging to his flannel while his calloused thumbs trace light circles over your cheekbones. “God, I missed you,” he breathes, resting his forehead on yours while his soft brown eyes melt into yours.

“I missed you too, Joel. So much,” you murmur against the greying scruff of his jaw. “Stay with me…” you whisper against his mouth.

He hooks a strand of hair behind your ear and traces his thumb gently over the shell of your ear. “I’m not goin’ anywhere this time, sweetheart. This time I’m gonna be the man you’ve always deserved. We’re gonna take it slow and we’re gonna do it right. I’m never hurting you again, do you understand?” he asks with serious brown eyes and knit together eyebrows.

“I understand, Joel. This time we’ll make it work. We have to, I have to. I don’t ever want to lose you again,” you whine as you fall into his chest, his large arms enveloping you in a warm embrace.

“And you won’t lose me. Not this time. Not ever. You’re mine, baby girl.”

You smile into his chest and breathe in his mahogany cologne you’re so familiar with. “Joel?” you ask, your voice getting cut off from your face being buried in Joel’s flannel.

He cups your chin and pulls your face up to his slowly. “Hmm? What is it, pretty girl?”

“You’re still my infinity, aren’t you?”

He chuckles softly and nods his head. “Sure am, sweetheart. Forever and ever…”

You fall back together, lips melding into one, bodies wrapped around each other. It took falling apart and healing to make it back to him, to the love of your life. You may not know what’ll happen tomorrow, but at least you know Joel will still be there holding your hand through it all.

This was exactly where you were meant to end up. You and Joel were for forever. Like he said, infinite.

“I love you, Joel Miller. My infinite…”

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latenightdaydreams · 1 month

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Heyyyy So um can I request a soft König who takes care of u during ur period :>> like for example he buys u ur fav food and puts a warm blanket on ur stomach then cuddles with u ?? TT BTW I love ur writing so much :))))

Thank you🩷🩷🩷

That Time of the Month

Just some fluff 🩷

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>cw: period, very minor angst because you snap at baby boy but all fluff

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König came home from grocery shopping to see your car still parked in the driveway. You were supposed to go into work today and you aren’t one to miss a day of work. Collecting the groceries from the trunk in a hurry, he walks towards the front door, eager to make sure that you’re okay.

Once inside he sets the bags on the kitchen counter and calls out for you, “Schatzi?”

“Hmmm…”

Your pained moan is the only response he got back. Quickly he climbed the stairs and went into the bedroom you share with him. He sees you in bed, covered with the blankets and you face looking pained.

“Schatz, what’s wrong?” His voice more serious as he rushes to you.

Annoyed, you push him when he rests his body over yours, “Stop!”

König freezes confused, he can’t think of a reason why you’d be mad at it and he beings to spiral.

“Liebling? Y/n? What is wrong? Please.” His voice soft as he walks to his side of the bed and kneels, resting his elbows on the bed to look at you.

“I started my period early and I just feel like shit.”

König simply nodded his head while looking at you. He is aware almost every woman experiences their period, but he still can’t help but to take the pain it gives you personally. He hates to see you like this when he feels there is really nothing he can do.

“Do you need pain killers?”

“I already took some.” You’re short with him.

“Heating pad then?”

You look at him and then nod your head. Quickly König jumps to his feet and makes his way to the bathroom closet. He reaches to the middle shelf and pulls out your heating pad. Rushing back to you he plugs it into the wall.

“What setting?”

“Highest.”

“That won’t be too much?”

You turn and glare at him for asking a stupid question, as if you don’t do this once a week monthly. Seeing your gaze he quickly apologizes and put it to the highest setting. You lift the blanket up and König rest the heating pad across your abdomen before tucking you back in.

“I’m sorry you hurt so much.” He wants to kiss you but he knows when you hurt you need your space until you can relax. “Do you need anything else?”

“No.”

“Okay, Ich liebe dich.” König slowly leaves the bed room to put away the groceries downstairs.

You rest trying to push past the pain, the heating pad starting to help slightly. As you lie there you begin to feel bad for how you were with König. He was only trying to be helpful, but you took out your annoyance with the pain on him.

As you begin to stand to go downstairs and apologize, you hear the front door close. Confused you call out to him, no reply. You stand up and go down stairs and begin to look for him and you don’t see him anywhere. A panic sets in that maybe you were too mean and this was his last straw with you.

Feeling too many emotions, you run back up stairs and get back under you blankets to cry. You cry until you finally fall asleep…

“Y/n?” König gently shakes you awake. “Liebling, wake up, I got you your favorites.” He can’t help but to smile seeing your sleepy squished face, you look precious no matter what you’re doing.

You slowly sit up to see different boxes of take out on the bed, your favorite sweets, and a new plushie. Your eyes look up to meet his and he was looking back at you with so much love.

“Since you’re having such a bad cycle, I decided you deserve to be treated.”

Seeing all of this makes you feel even worse for how you acted earlier. “I’m sorry.”

König tilts his head in confusion, “For what?”

“Being mean.”

“You weren’t, you’re in pain and uncomfortable.”

“Yeah, but I shouldn’t have taken it out on you…”

“I deal with men cursing me out for being shot by the enemy. Schatz, you’re okay. Trust me.” König chuckles. “Now eat, lets put on a show or move.”

He takes his shoes off and begins to pull his pants down and pull his shirt off to relax with you in bed. You sit up and grab the remote, going to Max to watch a movie. You grab the plushie he got you, holding it close to your chest as you hug it.

“He better not be trying to steal all of my snuggles.” König jokes as he gets into bed with you, wrapping his big arms around you.

You chuckle and lean forward to kiss König. His lips meet yours for a tender moment until you slowly pull away.

“Thank you for all of this.”

“Anything for you.”

You smile at him before looking away and begin to reach for food. He watches you closely and can’t help but to feel overwhelmed with love for you. There isn’t anything in the world he wouldn’t do for you.

“I love you, y/n.”

“I love you too, Kö.”

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lives-in-midgard · 7 months

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Hi! 🩷

I saw this reel yesterday, and I instantly thought of Bucky, especially after everything he's been through as TWS and his recovery! It can be single dad!Bucky, or he's in a relationship, whichever you're more comfortable with, of course.

Thank you so much for agreeing to let me make this request, and I can't wait to see where you'll be taking this! I already know the fluff on this one will be off the charts 🥰

Real Superhero

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: Bucky's adopted son goes back to school and gets a homework that surprises Bucky.

Word Count: 1645

A/N: Thank you so much @nicoline1998enilocin for giving me this sweet request! 💖I really like this video and you're right it really fits to Bucky's situation. I really hope you like how this turned out!!

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Everyone knows Bucky Barnes as the Winter Soldier. The guy who killed a lot of people and to most of them he is not a real superhero, even though he joined the Avengers and has now helped and saved a lot of people in danger. Bucky fights alongside his best friend Steve Rogers aka Captain America and the other Avengers.

There are a few people for whom Bucky is a hero. For Steve, Bucky will always be a hero, not only because he is now an Avenger, but also because he has been through a lot and has always been there for him, Sam, Natasha, and the other Avengers. And of course, for the people he saved, but there is also one special person in Bucky’s life. For him, Bucky will always be the best and greatest hero of all time, even if Bucky isn’t really sure about that. Even though Bucky sometimes gets on this little guy’s nerves when he doesn’t do his homework or clean his room. I’m talking about Bucky’s adopted son Steven, or Steve as Bucky and everyone usually call him. Which can sometimes be a bit confusing and funny at the compound.

Bucky saved him when he was very little. Bucky and Steve brought him to the Avengers compound and took care of him. Bucky felt responsible for this little boy and decided to adopt him. Because they didn’t know his name, he called him Steven, in honor of Steve and everything they had been through. Bucky took good care of little Steve, and the other Avengers helped him. When Steven got older and had to go to school, Bucky decided to move away from the compound and no longer go on missions. Of course, the Avengers, especially Steve, Sam and also Natasha helped him and came to visit whenever they had time. Sometimes Bucky and little Steve would come to visit his aunts and uncles on the compound.

It was Steve’s first day of school in third grade. Bucky made his lunchbox while his little son ate his cornflakes. When Bucky was finished, he put the lunch box in Steve’s school bag. Then he looked at Steve and noticed that he wasn’t eating much and was really quiet. So, Bucky walked closer to him and knelt in front of his son.

“Hey, what’s wrong, Bud?” Bucky asked.

“I’m so nervous, daddy.”

“Oh, Stevie, you don’t have to. Remember you will see all your friends again.” That brought a smile to Steve’s face.

“You ’re right, dad. I can’t wait to see them again.” He said with excitement and made Bucky happy as well. Steve jumped up from the chair and hugged his dad. Bucky smiled to himself and hugged his son tightly.

“But now it’s time to go to school, buddy.”

“Can we call Uncle Steve and Aunt Nat later?” Bucky had to chuckle.

“Of course, we can.” Bucky said and then they made their way to the car. They drove to school and when they arrived, Bucky wanted to go with him to Steve’s classroom, but his son insisted on going alone. After a brief argument, Bucky agreed and knelt down to hug Steven and kissed his forehead. As his son walked away, he turned back to wave at his father. Bucky waved back with a smile and once he knew that his kid was save at school, he went back to his car and drove home.

When Bucky had to pick up his son from school, he waited outside with some other parents. After a few minutes the children came running out and he immediately looked for his son. When he saw Steve running towards him, Bucky started to smile.

“Hey, how was your day, buddy?” Bucky asked as his son stopped in front of him.

“It was so cool. All my friends were here, and we have a new teacher.” He blurted out in excitement.

“I’m so happy for you. How is your new teacher?”

“She is so cool!”

“She?”

“Yeah, Miss Y/L/N (Your last name), she even brought her dog with her.” Steve said and made Bucky curious to meet his new teacher.

Days passed and Steven always told his father a few stories about you and what a cool teacher you were. Bucky was getting more and more excited to meet you. What Bucky didn’t know was that his son also told you about him and what a great father he is. That Bucky saved him and is the best father. You always had to smile when Steven walked up to you and wanted to tell you another story about his wonderful dad. You couldn’t wait to meet Mr. Barnes.

It had been a few weeks since school started when Bucky was waiting outside the school again. He looked over at the small playground and saw a beautiful young woman standing there. He looked around and then saw his son playing there with his friends. This must be miss Y/L/N, his son’s new teacher. Bucky was stunned about how beautiful you looked.

A few minutes later his son and all the other kids came out and Bucky saw you looking over at the kids. For a second your eyes met Bucky’s and you both smiled at each other.

During the drive home, Steven told his dad about his day. When they got home, they had dinner and Steve started doing his homework. Bucky couldn’t stop thinking of you and your beautiful smile and even caught himself smiling of the thought of being the one making you smile or even laugh. After a while Steven came into the kitchen where Bucky was cleaning up the dishes.

“Daddy?” He said and Bucky immediately turned around.

“Yes, buddy?”

“Can I call Auntie Nat; I need some help with my homework?” He asked nervously.

“Sure, you can, but what’s the homework, maybe I can help as well.”

“Well…umm, we have to dress up as our favorite superhero and make a short presentation.” His son told him.

“And you want Aunt Nat’s help?” His son nodded, Bucky smiled and pulled out his phone to call Natasha. It only took a few seconds for Natasha to pick up.

“Hey Tasha, I have someone here who wants to talk to you.” Bucky said and handed the phone to his son. Natasha’s face lights up.

“It’s my favorite Steve.” She said and made them both chuckle. Natasha agreed to pick Steve up and go shopping with him.

After a few hours they came back, and Natasha had to say goodbye. Steve immediately went to his room get dressed. Bucky was curious to see which superhero his son chose. He probably chose Spiderman, Captain America, or maybe Iron Man? Bucky thought.

“I’m not looking. Are you almost ready?” Bucky asked as he knocked on the door to his son’s room.

“Yes” His son answered.

“Do you need any help?”

“No”

“Okay” Bucky said and suddenly his son walked out of his room. Bucky was confused because his son was wearing normal clothes. Well, they almost looked like something Bucky would wear.

“Wow. That is definitely not Spider Man!” Bucky said.

“He’s not a real superhero.”

“He’s not? Okay I give up. Who are you supposed to be?” Bucky asked confused but also curious.

“I’m you daddy.” His little son said. Bucky began to smile, and Steve smiled back at him. Bucky walked over to his son, knelt down and hugged him tightly. Bucky was so lucky to have him.

Bucky wasn’t sure what to expect when he picked Steve up from school the next day. But it definitely wasn’t like he was finally going to talk to you. His son came over and told him about his day when suddenly Bucky saw you walking towards him, and Bucky started to get nervous.

“Hello Mr. Barnes.” You nervously greeted him.

“Hello, miss Y/L/N. Please, call me Bucky.”

“Only if you call me Y/N.” You said but began to blush a little while Steve chuckled.

“Steve, how about you go to the playground and join your friends? I would like to talk to your dad.”

“Okay.” He said and you both watched as he ran to his friends.

“Oh, no what did he do?” Bucky asked and you had to chuckle and then smiled at Bucky.

“I can assure you, Bucky, he didn’t do anything wrong.” When you said his name, Bucky smiled.

“Actually; I wanted to compliment you on your son. He’s such a great student, always helps people and his presentation about you today was also very good.”

“He really did it about me?”

“He did, and your son is right, you really are a real superhero and one of the greatest.” You confessed, but Bucky began to get shy.

“You really believe that?” He asked.

“Of course, I do.”

“Thank you, Y/N, it means a lot to me to hear that.”

“Of course.” You said but didn’t know what else to say. But you didn’t want to leave him either. Bucky felt the same way, so he had to do something before his son came back.

“I’m not sure if this is okay, but I would really like to meet you again.”

“I would like to meet you again too, so yeah that’s okay.”

“Okay. I can give you my phone number, so you can text me whenever you have time.” Bucky said and you nodded. You handed him your phone and Bucky tipped in his number. He smiled when he handed it back to you. You said goodbye and walked away with a big smile. When Steve ran back to Bucky, you heard him say to Bucky:

“Do you like her, daddy?”

“Yeah, I really like her.” Bucky said and you had to smile because you really like him too and can’t wait to see him again.

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mountttmase · 11 months

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A Mountain To Climb: The Sequel

Chapter Two

Note - thank you to everyone who left me feedback for the last chapter 🩷 this is technically the first chapter where something new happens so I really hope you love it 🙊 feedback would be appreciated as always 🥰

Pairing - Mason Mount × Reader

Word count - 3.3K

Warnings - series will contain fluff, smut and angst

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Sunday nights were your favourite. You loved getting into bed early with fresh sheets and new book but tonight your usual routine was out the window.

It was almost 11pm and you were still sat on your sofa, trying to find the courage to pull yourself up when your phone buzzed.

Before you knew it, your phone was ringing and you couldn’t help but smile as you hit the answer button.

‘Mason, what are you playing at?’

‘Go look out your living room window’

‘What?’ You laughed, getting up slowly and making your way over but Mason kept quiet, the only noise coming from him was a few little giggles that made your heart thump. You pushed the curtain ever so gently so you could peek outside but now you knew why he was giggling. There he was, stood outside of his car as he waved up at you with that cheeky smile of his you’d missed this last week or so. ‘Mason Mount, what the hell are you doing here’ you laughed as you waved back at him.

‘Was on my way back from Chilly’s and I’m a bit peckish. Thought you might want to join me for a late night drive through run’

‘Mase… I’m in my pjs’ you giggled and you could see him laugh from the window.

‘I don’t care. We’ll be in the car so it’s not like anyone will see you. Come on, be a little reckless. I haven’t seen you in over two weeks’ he teased and you hated to admit he was right. The last time you’d seen Mason in person was two Fridays ago when you’d gone over to apologise and explain yourself. You’d spent the whole day together in the end but the pair of you had been fairly busy after that and even though you’d spoken every day you hadn’t managed to see each other.

Your resolve was quickly wearing away as you looked down at him and when he playfully dropped his lip you knew you were done for, huffing and rolling your eyes as he smiled up at you.

‘Get in the car, I’ll be five minutes’ you told him and you watched him celebrate like he’d scored a goal as he made his way round to his door.

You quickly ran to your room, slipping out of your shorts and into a pair of joggers before pulling on the matching hoodie and a pair of trainers. Your hair was a mess on top of your head but you didn’t have time to do anything with it let alone sort your face out so you grabbed your phone and keys and made your way down.

His head shot up as soon as you slid into the seat next to him and you offered him a shy smile as you got plugged in. You could feel yourself blushing as your heart thumped in your ears at being so close to him again and it took all of your willpower to glance over to him. He was looking back at you with the same red cheeks and shy expression and you felt a bit better.

‘Hi’ you smiled before letting out a little laugh and he smiled back before starting the car.

‘Hi’ he winked, before focusing on the road. ‘Thank you for joining me’

‘Didn’t really give me much choice, did you?’

‘I mean if you were comfortable with leaving me on the street then you could of but I’m glad you came to the right decision’ he joked and you rolled your eyes whilst trying to surprise a smile.

‘Did you have a nice time at Bens?’

‘Yeah it was alright, his girlfriend is away so-‘

‘So you can finally be together freely without her watching’ you cut him off, teasing him about how close they were but he just huffed with a smile.

‘Very funny’ he grumbled, but he couldn’t say anything else as he pulled into the queue for the drive through. There were only a few cars in front and he was soon enough he was relaying his order to the employee before facing you. ‘What would you like?’

Rather than tell Mason so he could repeat it, you unplugged yourself so you could lean over him, his face right next to yours and you spoke your order into the speaker and you almost jumped when you felt his hand gently rest on the back of your right thigh that was kneeling in the edge of his seat. Once you’d finished you turned to him, his face a lot closer than you realised and his eyes automatically looked down to your lips, seemingly too caught up in you to hear anything else that was going on.

‘Mason?’ You asked and he looked up just as you nodded over to the speaker.

‘Oh shit, sorry’ he laughed as you made your way back to your seat. ‘Sorry can you say that again?’

‘Can I get you anything else?’ The employee laughed and you watched as he scratched over his chin nervously.

‘No thanks mate, that’s all’

The drive round to the next window was quiet, the pair of you only speaking when you offered to pay. He brushed you off like you were delusional and it wasn’t long before he was parked up and you were dishing out his food to him.

‘You know for a small guy you sure do eat a lot’ you told him, horrified by the amount he’d ordered.

‘Who you calling small?’ He laughed, trying to flex his arm muscles and you’d be lying if you said your weren’t a little bit impressed. ‘Ive been putting loads of work in thank you very much’

‘Yeah but surely eating all this crap this late in the day can’t be good for you?’

‘Ah I’ll just put in an extra hour at the gym tomorrow it’s fine’ he winked and you felt yourself blush again.

Everything felt so new again with him, like you were just starting to get to know him. It was true in a way as this time you knew what direction you would be heading in and although you were still nervous about it you were also excited to finally be with him how you had always wanted to deep down. You could tell you were still both incredibly shy with each other but you just needed a little time to get into the rhythm of things.

‘I can’t believe we’re sat in a McDonald’s car park this late a night. I need a picture to commemorate this’ you laughed, grabbing your phone and awkwardly taking a picture of the pair of you with all your food and your heart thumped at his cheesy smile.

‘So what’s new’ he asked before shoving a handful of chips in his mouth and you couldn’t help but laugh at how goofy he was.

You sat and talked as you ate, updating him on the very little that had happened since you’d seen him a and he told you about training and the last game. You could tell he was a bit shy too but as you spoke the pair of you grew in confidence and the conversation flowed.

‘You’ll have to come to the next game, give you a chance to wear your Chelsea shirt’ he winked and you nodded at him nervously.

‘I never did thank you for that’ you laughed as you polished off the last your your drink. ‘So thanks’

‘Anytime’ he winked before he started rubbing his belly liked he’d eaten too much. ‘Maybe that extra burger on the side was a bad idea’

‘You think?’ You smiled, gathering all the rubbish into the paper bag so you could leave his car clean. ‘I’m just gonna pop to the loo so I’ll dump this inside’ you told him, scurrying off. You fancied something sweet on the way out so you sneakily ordered a small McFlurry and made sure to ask for an extra spoon. When you got back in the car he raised his eyebrow at you when he caught sight of it before laughing. ‘I got an extra spoon so we could share. You want some?’

‘Well it would be rude not to’ he smiled and you both lent in so you could share.

‘I thought you would be too full up for this’ you smiled and have gave you a little shrug.

‘There’s always room in my dessert tummy’ he winked ‘which reminds me, I need to put an order in for some more cookies’

‘Does that mean I’ll get paid this time?’

‘In a way’ he laughed and you felt your face flush at what he was implying as he finished off the last spoonful. ‘You fancy going for a bit of a drive?’ He asked and you nodded at him with a smile, glad he didn’t want to take you home yet.

You’d been driving for around 20 minutes when he told you he wanted to talk you somewhere close by but you’d been driving through country lanes for a while and you weren’t sure where he could want to take you but you agreed anyway.

‘What is it with you and taking me to weird forest’s. At least you had the decency to take me in the day last time’ you commented as he began driving up a muddy path that lead to god knows where and even though it was dark and no one could probably hear you scream for miles, you still felt safe.

You watched out the window as he pulled into a little empty car park, but it was the view in front of you that had you awestruck. The twinkling lights of London were shining in the distance and you turned to give Mason a smile, only realising then that he was already smiling at you.

‘Come on’ he motioned, making out like he wanted you to get out of the car and you looked back at him like he was insane. ‘What?’

‘It’s midnight, Mason. It’s bloody freezing’

‘Well we can keep each other warm’ he told you before opening his door and stepping outside. You thought he was mental, but the thought of maybe being close to him outweighed anything else you were thinking right now so you got out and followed him round to the front where he was perched on the bonnet. When you were in reach he pulled you by your arm so you could stand in between his legs, your back to his chest as he wrapped his arms around your middle and you felt yourself melt into his body as you rested your arms on top of his. This was the sort of contact you’d been craving from him for two weeks and you felt your heart pound as he settled his chin on your shoulder. ‘Is this okay?’

You could only nod, too nervous and afraid that your voice would betray you but he held you tighter so you could look out at the view together. It all felt so romantic and surreal as you felt his heart beat faintly against your back and you slowly stroked circles over his hands with your thumbs.

‘Should I find it weird you know so many romantic places in the woods?’ You asked him quietly, trying not to disturb the comfortable silence but you smiled as you felt his chest rumble with laughter. ‘I know you said we’re mountaineers now but I didn’t expect you to bloody take me up one’

‘I wouldn’t exactly call this a mountain, more of a large hill. And since you’re the first person I’ve ever brought here then no’

‘Really?’

‘Yeah, saw it online last week and I knew we were close by so I thought we could check it out’

‘Aww have you been researching cute date ideas for us’ you joked but by the way he held you tighter and nestled into your neck you knew you’d hit the nail on the head.

‘Hush up’ he laughed, and you turned in his arms to face him. Your hands planted on his shoulders as his wrapped around your waist and you could still make out his cute blush in the dark.

‘So is this what this is, a date?’ You joked and you watched his face get even pinker.

‘You’re such a tease’ he laughed before you lent forward and kissed him on his nose. When you pulled back you could see he was looking up at you with a shy smile before he kissed your cheek, sending a shiver down your spine as you finally felt his lips on yours in some sort of way before he pulled back to bump his nose against yours.

You wanted to kiss him so much, and you were pretty sure he wanted to kiss you too but you were both a little scared so you took the plunge first, leaning forward to attach your lips to his for the sweetest most innocent kiss you’d ever shared with anyone. Lips barely touching at first as you both smiled but you felt everything you needed to, just like you always did around him.

‘I’ve been waiting for you to kiss me all night’ he whispered, causing you to laugh as you nestled into his neck and wrapped your arms around his shoulders, pulling each other impossibly closer as your heart thumped from nerves.

‘I’ve been waiting for you to do it’ you chuckled, smiling onto his skin as you felt him rub his nose against your cheek in order to get you to look at him again so you looked up with a blush before he lent over to kiss you. He was more forceful with you this time but only just, pulling you in with one arm whilst the other snuck slightly lower to pinch your bum as you threaded your fingers through his hair. A soft hum of appreciation filtering through his lips as he gently kissed you.

‘Thank you for coming out with me tonight’ he told you, brushing some hair behind your ear as you felt your knees go weak.

‘Thank you for making our first official date McDonald’s’ you laughed as you placed a gentle kiss on his nose.

‘You do that a lot’ he laughed and you looked back at him confused.

‘Do what?’

‘Kiss my nose’

‘Oh, I didn’t realise’ you laughed, blushing and you hid your face from him.

‘Don’t hide. I like that you do it’

‘Really?’ You asked quietly looking back to him and his soft smile was melting you.

‘Of course. It’s very cute’ he told you before pressing a quick kiss to your nose. ‘It can be our thing’

‘I’d like that’ you laughed before pulling him back into a hug. You fit together so perfectly and you felt an overwhelming sense of calm take over as he held you in his arms, your head slightly tucked into his neck as he rested his lips on your temple. You were both silent, the only sounds you could hear were a few leaves rustling in the wind and the odd cricket or two and even though you were starting to get cold you were pretty certain there was no where else you’d rather be. ‘You know what this reminds me of?’

‘What’s that?’

‘Remember we went for that walk when we first met?’

‘Yeah, took me days to convince you to see me’ he laughed, pinching your sides gently as you nuzzled into his neck a little more.

‘Oh shush’ you laughed, rolling your eyes at the memory of trying to get Mason to leave you alone. ‘It feels like we’re at the end of our walk where we got look out again. Like we’re back to the start so we can restart’

‘I like that’ he told you softly, kissing along your jaw and you could sense the smile in your voice.

‘Me too’ you smiled, holding each other even tighter as another comfortable silence took over you.

‘You cold, baby?’ He asked you after a few moments of quiet and you smiled into his neck at the pet-name before shaking your head against him. ‘You are, I can feel you shivering. Come on, let get back in and I’ll crank the heat up yeah?’ He told you but you showed no sign of moving, too comfortable in his arms. In the end he stood up, moving forward and causing you to step back. Still holding on to him for dear life as he walked you to your door and even though you couldn’t see a thing and you were relying on him guiding you, you felt safer than you had in a while. ‘Come on, let’s get you in’ he laughed and you pulled back to give him a cheeky smile.

‘I want a kiss first’ you whispered and it didn’t take much for him to dip his head down and kiss you again, squeezing your sides gently as you got lost in each other for a few moments.

‘Come on you big baby’ he chuckled before opening your door and gently pushing you inside. He was slipping in next to you just after and it was only when he started blasting the heat you realised how cold you were. Without a word he reached over and took your hands in his, rubbing them together so he could get you warm quicker before bring them up to his lips to blow onto. Once he felt like you were sufficiently warm you watched him press kisses along your knuckles and you felt yourself melting at the gesture before he looked back up at you with sad eyes. ‘I guess I better get you home. It’s nearly one and you’re gonna be miserable tomorrow if you don’t go to sleep soon’

‘I’m not ready to go home’ You pouted, knowing that he was right but you weren’t happy about it.

‘How about we compromise and I take you the long way back?’

‘That could work’ you smiled and with a final kiss placed on your hand, you got plugged in and he set off.

He drove with his hand placed on your thigh now and you played with his fingers as you spoke about some upcoming plans.

‘So if you’re free, maybe I can take you out? Like on a proper date rather than for a big mac’ he laughed and you gave him a shy nod. ‘Perfect, I’ll sort something out for us’

You were home quicker than you’d of liked to of been and you huffed as he pulled up outside your building, resting your head on the shoulder of the seat so you could look at Mason and he did the same meaning you were only a few inches apart.

‘Thank you, Mase. I had a nice time’ you whispered and his whole face softened as he smiled.

‘So did I’ he told you before leaning over and kissing you lightly. ‘Come on I’ll walk you to your door’

You both traipsed up the stairs hand in hand and you had to lean against the door when he gave you a kiss goodnight since your knees felt so weak which only got worse when he pulled back to smile at you.

‘Night gorgeous’ he whispered and you responded by kissing his nose which he reciprocated with a smile.

‘Night Mase’

‘You make sure you go straight to sleep, yeah?’

‘I will I promise’ you laughed as you finally pulled away from each other, unlocking your door and stepping inside. After a final kiss he made his way back downstairs and you watched from your window as he made his way to the car, peering up one last time to give you a wave before driving away.

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atinycafe · 11 months

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can i ask if you can make something with san and fainted reader like she is exhausted or maybe pregnant?? hehe idk it's up to you. i think it might be sooo cutee like fluff + angst 🥰 (i read the drunk with mingi and it's soo cutee 🤧🤧 i love re reading it!! and i love your writing style, keep going ily 🩷🩷🩷)

warnings: very soft angst, fluff, pregnant reader, fainting, hurt 2 comfort, 0.6k wrds author's notes: you're so sweet to me omg??? thank you baby ly2!! masterlist

you're sitting on the edge of your bed, lost in thought while gently caressing your baby bump. the anticipation of your baby's arrival has been building for seven months, making your belly feel pretty heavy. suddenly, your quiet moment with your unborn child is interrupted by san entering the room, carrying a big bowl of cut-up fruits. you turn to look at him, and his eyes are filled with so much love that you feel like you're floating.

he sits down cross-legged in front of you, flashing that adorable eye-smile you love so much. placing the bowl of fruit next to him, he takes one of your bare feet in his hand and starts massaging your calf.

"you know, you don't have to do this every night, san," you chuckle, teasingly.

"but the doctor said so! you won't be able to walk tomorrow if i don't do this," he sulks, as if he's the one suffering from pregnancy-induced swollen ankles. you can't help but giggle at his playful fussing, which elicits an exasperated smile and a slight shake of his head from him.

once he finishes, he heads to the bathroom in your bedroom to wash his hands, and you sigh in relief at the ease in your feet. your attention then turns to the bowl of delicious fruits on the floor in front of you.

as san returns from the bathroom, you both reach for the fruit bowl at the same time. however, as you stand up, you suddenly feel lightheaded, and the background noise from the tv fades away. before you know it, your knees give out, and you start to fall, but san rushes over and catches you just in time.

you wake up a few seconds later, meeting san's shaky gaze, his brows furrowed with worry. with a dopey smile, you greet him, "hey handsome."

"baby, are you okay?" he stammers, cradling your head gently with his hand, his eyes searching your face for any sign of discomfort. "i—i thought you were fine just a second ago—"

"san."

"i thought—i need to call the doctor—"

"san, can you please calm down? you're giving me a headache," you say, trying to soothe his anxiety. he immediately falls silent, his big, doe-like eyes looking down at you with concern, his beautiful brown irises swimming with worry.

"i'm alright. remember, the doctor said this could happen? you were there, and you cried in the car, you big baby," you playfully remind him.

san chooses not to respond and just embraces you tightly, holding you close without putting pressure on your belly. you're about to tease him, but you stop when you feel his shoulders shaking against you. softly stroking his back, you reassure him, "i'm okay, sanni. everything's fine, even she is," and you place his hand on your stomach, so he can feel your daughter kicking against the skin. he doesn't lift his head from the crook of your neck, but you can sense his sniffles. his touch is gentle on your nightgown, his thumb twitching every time he feels a thud.

"san as much as i love your hugs, i'm craving the fuck out of a kiwi right now," you say with a smile, attempting to lighten the mood.

he chuckles softly against your shoulder before helping you up and tucking you back into bed. he plants a small kiss on your forehead before reaching for the forgotten fruit bowl on the floor. settling down beside you, he pulls the bowl out of your reach when you try to grab a piece of kiwi.

"lemme feed you."

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perfectlysaltycat32 · 3 months

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any blog recommendations?

i am so so sorry nonnie for the late response!!! I hope you've been having an amazing week 🩷🫶

@mooseyhischier - she is literally the sweetest person ever and I'm so happy she's my bestie! I love her au's and is just a fun person to talk to

@crazy4smitty - also one of my besties and she has amazing smuts! A very entertaining person to talk with!!

@patosduck - another one of my besties (I have a lot lol) and she is a hilarious person to talk with! Never fails to make me smile :)

@lennysfridge - she has some amazing au's and I love her writing! The girls in her au's are very relatable

@brenbrissonwhore - my Ellie 🥺. I love her so much and she is such a sweet person! Also a big will borgen fan (who is underrated and needs more appreciation)

@whoreforcaufield - one of my besties! Like Telly (crazy4smitty) she has some amazing smuts and is a really funny person. I love talking with her

@ijustreallylovethem - she is another entertaining person to talk to! Her au's have such amazing characters and I love her writing so much :)

@yankstrash - my bestie!! She has a lane hutson au (I think and he is severely underrated) and I just love talking with her because she is such a kind person 🩷

@thatintrovertedwriter - I love seeing her interact with my bestie cami (bedsyandco) and again another very sweet person! Always makes me smile

@simp4hughes - MY SWEET LITTLE KENLY!! I literally love her so much. I just wanna pick her up and hug her 🥰

Ok so there's still like 10-20 blogs I want to recommend so I'll reblog this in a bit with more recommendations!! Thank you again nonnie for your patience

#my besties part 1 #Nonnie🌼💐

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lunargrapejuice · 22 days

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i saw a post while scrolling down your profile and i came up with a req of sleepy sex with seph whos just a super exhausted husband who wants to spend time with his wife but doesn't have the energy to go all out

eeee anon!!! i love this request - i am but a puddle against this man🥺🩷 husband!seph my beloved<3 i hope you enjoy, thank you for requesting this! my heart was all warm writing this🥰💕

sephiroth x fem!reader | 3.3k + words

warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, pre nibelheim seph, soft n sweet, size kink if you squint (i will repeat this man is huge), cream pie

slow and heavy, your eyes blink and through your bleary vision the animated movie about the baby chocobo who ran away from home that you had started about an hour ago continues to play quietly on the television screen. you can hear their small voice, make out the tuft of pale yellow feathers at the top of their head but don’t register what’s being said or what they're doing.

your thumb fiddles with the band around your finger, the motion trying to keep you awake for just a little longer in hopes you’d be able to wait for your husband to get home. it’s late, with the moon high above your shared apartment on the top floor of the building and the quiet streets below set in the glow of the streetlights that emanate the color of the mako that powers them.

the world was in a similar state when sephiroth had left early this morning and you suppose you were too. though instead of being tucked into bed that clung with his warmth, wiggling more and more onto his side until you could bury your face in his pillow, you were now laying on the couch in a half comfortable position with a soft blanket wrapped around you. it also happened to smell like him.

blinking again, or what you thought was you blinking, you’re surprised when your eyes open and in the dim light the only thing you see is the familiar dark leather of sephiroths coat against his pale skin, so very close you could reach your hand out to touch him with little effort, could feel his warmth. the apartment is quiet, like you had slept through the rest of the movie even though it feels like only a minute has passed since you closed your eyes.

“welcome home,” you coo, your voice clinging with sleep and happiness.

“i didn’t mean to wake you,” he replies quietly, caring. tired.

“you didn’t,” your assurance is sweet as you stretch out your arms towards him. even kneeling he’s so much larger than you and you have to sit up a bit to wrap your arms around his neck properly, wanting to hold onto him and not the armor he still adorned. he must have just walked through the door. you smile when you look up to meet his shimmering eyes, loving how tenderly they look back at you but there’s no ignoring the dark circles under them either.

bringing him into your embrace, needing no strength or words to do so, large arms envelope around you. he smells like leather and sweat and the flora of his shampoo, an intoxicating combination that has you snuggling closer, shamelessly taking in a deep breath. only a moment passes before he pulls you from the blanket, effortlessly lifting your body and so easily you follow, wrapping your legs around his waist as he stands and starts to make his way to the bedroom. dressed only in one of sephiroths old tshirts and your panties, in the cool air your bare legs break out in goosebumps and you cling to him harder, soaking in his natural heat.

sephiroths hold on your thighs grows tighter.

“were you waiting for me?” he asks, murmuring softly against the side of your head where his lips place a long kiss but there's a teasing lilt to his tone that makes your heart flutter wildly.

“of course i was, i wanted to see you. didn’t mean to fall asleep,” you mumble the last part, feeling your heart contract.

perfect pink lips still pressed to the side of your head, he hums in contentment at your words. what had he done to deserve you? “i’m sorry to keep you waiting.”

shaking your head, you hug him tighter, nuzzling the tip of your nose into his soft skin. “it’s okay seph. i’ll always wait for you.”

so often you have left him speechless, longing to never let you leave his embrace. he felt the same when he came through the door and spotted your figure curled up on the couch. his little love, so adorable and even more thoughtful in a way he wasn’t sure he’d ever be used to.

in sephiroths long strides the walk to the bedroom isn’t long but he wasn’t ready to let you go just yet and instead of placing you on your side of the bed and leave you curled up under the blankets to get ready to join you, he sits at the edge of it and rests your legs comfortably on either side of his muscular thighs. perhaps he should have shed his armor before he came over to you on the couch but upon seeing you there, his feet immediately brought him to your side. all he wanted after every day, long or not, though lately they had been constantly long, was to end it with you in his arms.

shifting your weight on his legs, you move your arms from around his neck, letting your fingers roam from the column of the throat, over his exposed collar bone and to his shoulder. he sighs under your touch and you can feel his eyes on your face but your own can’t be torn from the rise and fall of his chest and the milky soft skin you want to kiss over and over again.

your hands are gentle and delicate as you pull at the straps that keep his pauldrons secured to his jacket and you have to grip each one with both hands as you lift them off his shoulders, forgetting how heavy they actually are. he helps you shrug them off of him and place them at the ground near his feet, one after the other, and as you undo the clasps of his belts, he sheds his gloves and spreads his large hands over the span of the top of your thighs.

he feels lighter, in so many ways and all of which lead back to you; your love, your soft touch, your tender flesh under his hands that were never meant for anything but to be a weapon, a tool, and yet to you they’re nothing of the sort. home, you had once called them so fondly. you had always trusted him to touch you with gentleness he once believed he was not capable of.

“i missed you,” your voice, barely above a whisper, breaks the silence in the room as you undo his jacket, moving onto the suspenders of his soldier uniform that cross his chest. you work on unbuttoning them and look up at him, feeling your body flush with heat under the glow of his mako eyes in the moonlit room and the pulse of his thin pupils that blow wide and return to their normal thin slits at the locking of your gazes.

the warmth of his left palm leaves your leg and his large hand cradles the back of your skull, bringing you to his lips. tips of silver locks tickle your cheeks, act as a sheer curtain of starlight and it is all you can see against the sparkle of the lifestream in his beautiful eyes. “i’ve missed you too darling,” he says lowly, his words spoken on your lips before capturing you in a deep, breath stealing kiss that has you clinging to his chest for purchase and his right hand traveling from your thigh, over the hem of your panties and under your shirt to your lower back to press you against him.

years of training, experiments, mako, have made his body hard, every inch of him defined in thick cords of muscle and scars that you’ve counted and mapped out like constellations and loved endlessly but there’s a distinct press between your legs and with each kiss you share, it only grows harder, more evident and you can’t stop yourself from wiggling your hips to feel more of him.

sephiroth groans against your lips, his fingers flexing and pulling you further into him until there’s nothing that could slip between your two bodies. a languid roll of his hips has you gasping into the kiss and he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue inside, exploring your mouth and bucking his hips at the touch of your tongue against his, so sweet and needy.

you don’t know how long you stay like that, on the edge of breathlessness and pleasure that wasn’t enough and was all you need at the same time but suddenly your world is turning and your body becomes caged between the plush sheets and your husband's firm body. the hand on your back moves to keep him hovering above you, so as not to crush you with his full weight, and your thighs spread instinctively. through your panties his thick clothed cock rubs against your clit, making you gasp.

at the breaking of your lips, you take in cool air that does nothing to quell the heat building inside of you, especially when his own finds your neck and begins to kiss the span of your throat, the tip of his tongue licking along your pulse point, tasting your skin without hurry. but you can’t help the worry building inside of you either. he must be so exhausted. you saw it in his eyes, felt it on his skin and your own longing was a reminder of how much he had been working of late.

“seph- wait.”

he pulls away from your neck to look into your eyes, stopping the soft rutting of his hips. worry flashes through his eyes as he looks down at you, his breath heavy and hot in the little air that surrounds you.

“what’s wrong?”

“nothing,” you’re quick to assure him, bringing your hands up to cup his cheeks. he leans into your touch, long dark lashes fluttering closed. “i just - aren’t you tired? we don’t have to ton-”

your words are cut off by sephiroth bringing a hand over one of your own, holding it there as he kisses your palm and speaks against your skin. “i’m okay. i want you,” another kiss to your palm. “i need you.” as if to emphasize his point, he rolls his hips again, letting you feel just how hard he is for you. “can i have you angel?”

“please.” you all but whimper as you arch into him and your free hand on his face sinks into his silver locks, soft and silky between your fingers. he always asked but he never needed to. “i’m yours seph.” yours for the taking. yours to love. yours for eternity, in every life, in every universe.

“you’re mine,” he says, leaning down to kiss your lips softly while keeping your palm pressed to his cheek. “and i’m yours,” he murmurs against your lips before he’s completely too far away from you, now standing at the edge of the bed while you lay enveloped completely in it.

you can feel your heart pounding in your chest and how it reverberates throughout the rest of your body. you can hear it in your ears, heating you from head to toe, feel its pulse through your throbbing cunt as you watch sephiroth shed the rest of his clothes, starting with his jacket.

he has always adored calling you angel but you were constantly reminded of his ethereal beauty and were convinced, truly and totally, that he was the actual angel here. or so much more than that, you thought as you watched long and thick fingers against pale skin and dark cloth, pulling down his pants and underwear in the same movement, lifting over the unbelievable length of his cock before sliding down his thighs and hitting the ground with a dull thud.

yes, so much more. your breath caught at the sight of your husband in the moonlight, his flushed mushroom tip leaking on his abdomen, every dip and curve of muscle and inch of skin you know is soft to the touch despite how marred it is from years of war and battle. cat-like eyes that shine and swirl with devouring, all consuming, love and devotion. a god among men but with the way he worshiped you, you were always his equal, regardless of whether you believed it yourself.

even in his much larger grasps his cock looks big and your mouth waters at the remembrance of the weight of it on your tongue as he pumps it slowly once, twice, with heaving breaths as he crawls back over to you.

truthfully, he is as exhausted as you worry he is. he knows he is but this time apart from you has taken more of a toll on him than the tiredness could. all he wants is to be with you, his precious wife, and now you are finally underneath him, pliant and sweet and needing him just as much as he does you. nothing could keep him from you.

you lift your hips to help him slide your panties down your legs, the wetness of them trailing along your skin and deliciously evident to sephiroth in the dim light.

“so wet for me,” he purrs and sucks in a sharp breath as he taps your clit with his cock head again and again, a wet, lewd, noise filling the air.

your essence is slick and drooling down his length, onto his hand at the base of his cock the more he slides it along your slit until it catches at your entrance and he sinks into your tight hole just a little more. he nearly collapses on top of you, the last of his weight held up by his forearm near your head and is joined by his other that cradles your cheek and brings you to his lips once more.

he takes his time sheathing fully himself inside your velvety walls, swallowing each of your whimpers and murmurs of his name the deeper he delves into you with each roll of his hips and the pleasurable ache between your legs from the stretch makes your body burst with the flames he controls so well.

the way sephiroth sighs your name as he stills inside of you, now completely enveloped by you and letting his forehead rest on yours, is like the most beautiful and sinful melody. one that stirs you to your core and makes you cling to him like you needed reassurance he was really there. your fingers sink into the soft flesh of his back and the strands of hair that spill over his frame and shoulders, your legs squeezing around his hips so he might not slip from your grasp.

when he finally starts to move, his thrusts are slow and deep, barely pulling out of you before he’s reaching deeper than before, the thick vein on the underside of his cock rubbing and throbbing against your walls. you’re so full of him, in every way you can possibly think of. every thought is only of him, each breath heady with his scent, everywhere your bodies touch pressing you further into the plush mattress and keeping you right underneath him, right where he needs you, where you don’t know where he ends and you begin.

you’re so tight around him, taking him perfectly, and moaning his name with a particularly deep roll of his hips that has him thinking he won't last much longer. you could bring him to his knees with your smile alone but like this..

“oh, seph~”

“say my name again,” his voice is low and husky with desire and laced with tiredness but he doesn’t stop, doesn’t want to stop. he needs to be as close to you as possible.

you do, over and over at the drugging feeling of him making love to you, filling you like you were made for each other, like the missing piece of your soul you couldn’t go without. you can feel the tautness of his muscles when he’s so very deep and your walls squeeze around him in white hot pleasure, pulling him in deeper, begging for more.

“seph.. mmm.. please - sephiroth!!”

you gasp his name as he grabs ahold of your leg and brings it up to his chest, still thrusting in and out of you as he easily maneuvers you so you’re laying on your side and without sliding out of you, he takes the place behind you, pressing your back against his chest with the hand that snakes underneath you and presses on the space below your breasts underneath your shirt.

he gingerly guides your leg back down, soaking in the feeling of your soft skin under his palm and this new angle with you in his embrace. his pace remains unhurried and overwhelming at the same time; you whine each time he pulls his hips back, feeling unbearably empty despite how much just his tip splits you open, and cling to his arms around you desperately, mewling and writhing in his hold when he pushes back into you slowly and fluidly, hitting that perfect spot inside of you that has you burning and trembling.

“look at you.. my beautiful darling.. i love you,” his voice is hot and heavy in your ear, a seductive purr that breaks the hold on the tightness below your belly. a rare curse leaves his lips, “fuck - you always take me so well.” his hold on you tightens, keeping you in place as his thrusts become less paced and more desperate, not able to retract from your heat, but bringing you down on his cock more and more.

your voice cracks around his name on your tongue, your pretty pussy fluttering around his length and he stills inside of you to feel every last squeeze as you milk him for all he’s worth.

“just like that angel, take me..”

you’re still throbbing around him, his release plentiful and sticky, unable to be kept all inside of your cunt with you so full of his cock but he doesn’t seem to mind the messiness between your legs and keeps you held close even after you’ve both come down from your highs.

nuzzling his nose into your hair, you feel his weight sag against you and the expanding of his chest with the deep inhale he takes that’s wafting with sex and your sweet scent and that melts the remnants of his strength, what little of it had been getting him through these last few days. none of it mattered anymore now that he was home with you.

“seph?” you ask, feeling his breath fall into a steadiness that reminds you of when he’s sleeping in your arms without a worry.

“mm?”

“let me clean us up,” you offer, wanting to take care of him, though he hadn’t had you ever do so before. cleaning you up after was a duty and privilege he took very seriously, as if he needed to care for you in that way.

you try to wiggle from his hold, shivering at the over stimulating movement of his half hard cock still sheathed in your cunt, but he doesn’t budge and you aren’t strong enough to escape, even if you were to give it an honest effort.

“stay like this with me for a little longer,” his voice sounds so full of sleep and boyish. it makes your heart stutter and your cheeks warm.

you can’t deny him. you don’t think you’d ever be able to. so you give in to your own tiredness, fitting perfectly in the curled up space of his chest and thighs when you snuggle closer, letting the weight of him surrounding you, inside of you, drift you into sweet and steamy dreams featuring your soldier.

when you wake, moonlight still fills the room but the mess between your legs is gone, the sheets are clean and your husband holds you so impossible close, the warm metal of his wedding band clinking against your own as you lace your fingers together and fall back asleep to the sound of his steady heart in your ears.

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#final fantasy vii #sephiroth #sephiroth x reader #final fantasy vii x reader #final fantasy x reader #final fantasy 7 #ff7 #ffvii #ff7 x reader #final fantasy 7 x reader #🌙moonlight.stories #final fantasy smut #sephiroth smut #final fantasy vii smut

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floydsmuse · 8 months

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Tea for two 🫖

warnings: none! just pure fluff <3

pairing: Bob Floyd x f! reader (no y/n)

description: Bob takes you out to a garden for a special tea date. (wc 1k+)

a/n: hi ! first i wanted to thank everyone who read my first fic & liked/reblogged it 🫶 i’m so pleased to know you all enjoyed it as much as i did writing it! the idea for this new fic came to me & i felt an urge to write about it with none other than Bob Floyd :,) i loved writing this, so i really hope you like it. likes & comments are great! reblogs are appreciated too :)) tysm again🥰🩷

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your sweet Bobby was tagging you along today for a tea date out at a garden. you couldn’t dream of a more perfect time.

you were in between two dresses to wear, having just been freshly out of the shower & deciding on doing a subtle makeup look. you liked the blue dress because it’s summery & matched Bob’s eye color to a T. but you also liked the sage green one with little flowers decorated on it because it reminded you of spring when you had first met Bob & it also happened to be his favorite color too. after a few seconds on deciding throughly and carefully, you went with the sage green one knowing how much Bobs face will light up once he sees you in it.

you were finishing up on your makeup, still in a towel & your hair in a messy updo. your phone buzzed from its place on the table near you & you checked to see who it was. already knowing that it was your bf, letting you know that he was leaving home & would be there soon to pick you up.

you smiled at the contact photo you had for him. it was from last year when you & Bob went on an impromptu roadtrip to Maryland where it had started to snow the day you two arrived. this was one of the rare occasions where Bob had some time off of work. the snow had built up quite a bit & you two decided to go ice-skating at a local rink in town. it consisted of you & Bob holding onto each other for dear life because you both couldn’t quite keep your balance. the ice being so slick and slippery. afterwards you headed over to a cafe nearby & grabbed some hot cocoa. just enjoying each others company & the warmth. it was such a special night that you wanted to remember forever. so red-nosed Bobby, bundled up in his coat, with a huge smile on his face and a picturesque snow landscape behind him was what you chose for his contact photo. it was a happy memory that you’d never ever want to forget.

snapping yourself out of your thoughts and reminiscing, you quickly realized that you didn’t have much time remaining to get ready. knowing that bob would be here soon. you took down your hair & gave it a nice brush. you took the two pieces in the front, deciding to do a half up-half down do & securing it with a pretty pink bow. you slipped on the flowery sage green dress & ran to grab your sandals. you did all your last minute touches deodorant, perfume, and added on some jewelry to complete the look. you did a little twirl in your full-length mirror, excited & pleased with yourself. you knew today was gonna be a good day.

you suddenly heard the sound of a knock on your apartment door, signaling that Bob was finally here for your date. you grabbed your vintage crossbody purse that you brought everywhere with you & your phone. you took once last glance at yourself in the mirror & quickly headed to the door. you opened it, revealing your boyfriend.

he was wearing a baby blue short sleeved button up shirt with some kaki dress pants and the grey shoes you had gotten him for his birthday earlier this year. his hair wasn’t slicked into a comb over like it normally was. it had no product in it, & instead sat freely & fluffily atop his head. his whispy little curls that you loved were making an appearance. his wide framed glasses were covering his doe eyes & a wide smile was spread across his face at the very sight of you.

“hi honey. you look beautiful.” he stepped forward and ran a light hand over the fabric of your dress at the ends of the skirt, noticing the little details of the flowers designed onto it. you let out a giggle & reached to take his hand into yours interlocking them together. pulling his hand up to your mouth, you left a lingering kiss there.

“you don’t look too bad yourself handsome, i love what did with your hair today. i can run my fingers through your curls.” which you proceeded to do. not being able to help yourself, reaching up and lightly pushing a strand of hair back that fell in front of his forehead. his cheeks started to heat up at your gentle touch & a blush creeped along his cheeks. you two had been together for over a year & you still had such an effect on one another. it truly was an amazing thing.

for a few seconds you stood there just admiring each other until Bob spoke up not wanting to ruin this little moment, but he knew that you two had a reservation at the tea garden at 3. you knew how Bob didn’t like being late to things. so you walked hand in hand to his truck & hopped in heading off to your destination.

40 minutes later…

you two finally arrived at the place. eager & looking forward to see what awaits you. you knew just by the looks of the pale yellow cottage covered in leafy vines with a little stone path used to enter through to get to the back garden was nothing short of dreamy.

“you ready my love?” Bob asks you, giving a little stretch of his arms, as you both had been in the car for some amount of time.

“yes. i’m ready Bobby.” you smiled softly at him, adjusting your dress a bit before you get out of the car & slipping your sandals back onto your feet. you both hop out of his truck, lock arms & head inside.

you are greeted by a lovely older woman, who brightly welcomes you in & leads you to the back. you turn to look at Bob & he returns a look, widening his eyes in excitement like a kid on christmas morning. you started to think to yourself that he may have set this up more for himself than you. suppressing a chuckle, you pecked his cheek & followed the older woman outside.

your eyes widen at the view in front of you. it’s more magical than you could’ve ever imagined it to be. tables were set up all along a fresh cut lawn, colorful flower beds adorned along the grass, with tall trees & thorn bushes surrounding the area too. you felt like you had been swept away to some version of wonderland. a koi pond was also off to the side, with fishes swimming soundly. you could hear the sounds of birds chirping & bees buzzing around you. there were a few people already sat at their tables and having their own conversations.

the woman showed you to your own little table & bid you a good time. you thanked her & she was on her way back into the cottage. Bob reached over the table to lock your hands together, looking directly into your eyes.

“so what do you think? i think it’s pretty neat if you ask me.” he inquires excitedly.

you squeezed his hands in yours, letting out an enthusiastic response,

“i think it’s absolutely breathtaking. you really know how to make a girls dreams come true Bobby.” he knew how much & how long you’ve waited to go to a place this. you always talked about it & now you are here, experiencing it with your favorite person in the whole world.

Bob couldn’t help but let out a giggle at your words, pleased to know you loved the place just as much as he did.

before you knew it, a white porcelain tea pot decorated in purple & green butterflies comes to your table with your mugs to match. mini sandwiches were also brought out to enjoy too. Bob poured both of you some tea & you clinked your cups together. The tea was divine, a mixture of different fruits & yummy flavors infused into it. you both were admittedly starving at this point & excited to eat the food. you heard Bob let out a mhmm after his first bite & you just knew he was in heaven. Bob wasn’t picky about what he ate & it didn’t have to be much either. he was a foodie at heart. you too were in heaven, sipping your tea & basking in the moment. you both shared countless laughs with your tea cups in hand & your tummies full. you conversed about random topics from music to movies, to what was going on in this group chat that Bob was forced into by some of his buddies back at Top Gun.

“hold on. Hangman paid Rooster $20 bucks to do what?!” you questioned, wide eyed & in shock at what Bob had just told you. He laughed at your reaction & continued to spill on all of the shenanigans & incidents that have conspired within the group of his fellow naval aviators.

you seriously could talk to Bob for hours on end. he was such a good conversationalist & an even better listener. you wanted to live in this moment with him forever. you felt so lucky to have someone like Bob in your life. he was like a dream.

the sun was now starting to set. the sky displaying a cascade of colors. an array of pinks & oranges were scattered up above. you & Bob had had enough tea for the day. so stuffed & pleased from the peaceful afternoon you two shared together. Bob got up from his seat, inviting you to lay down with him on the ground & gaze up at the picture perfect sky. you instinctively rested your head onto his shoulder, as he leaned his head against your head. he was about to speak up, but you beat him to it.

“today was incredible. i can’t thank you enough for taking me here. i love you Bobby.”

Bob pulled you close into his chest, wrapping his arms lovingly around you & breathing in your sweet scent & the fresh air. he kissed your head & returned back with,

“i love you more sweetheart, more than you’ll ever know.”

#bob floyd #bob floyd fic #robert bob floyd #bob floyd x reader #bob floyd x you #bob floyd x y/n #bob floyd fanfiction #top gun maverick #tgm #top gun fanfiction #tgm fanfiction #lewis pullman #floydsmuse

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remusmoonbaby · 2 months

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hiii! it's me again! how u doing? tbh i had this idea, sirius outlining and drawing on remus' scars to 'make them look really pretty' so that remus doesn't find them ugly oh and maybe remus trying to do the same for sirius if he has any scars from his birth parents when they practically abused him and in my head remus is terrible at art but he tries his best and it makes sirius so happy this made me all mushy and sad and happy inside like help me please ⎯🐝

HI~! I’m doing good love how are you? 🥰

OMG— give me a sec I just got really soft reading this and im about to cry cause this is so cute—!!! But i got you 🐝 anon ! 🩷

It was a nice, sunny afternoon where you could find majority of the students of Hogwarts outside enjoying the much needed sun.

But not Sirius and Remus...

Remus wanted to go back to his house common room to catch up on some of the studying he had left to do.

Sirius? He of course followed behind Remus because well...it's Sirius and he loves Remus, so much so that he's willing to ditch James and his request to fly their brooms together. James is crying in the corner to Lily about that.

"Sirius, didn't James ask you if you wanted to fly your broom with him?" Remus asked his boyfriend without looking away from what he was reading.

"Yes."

"And, why aren't you outside with him?"

"Wanted to watch you study instead." Sirius said in the most obvious tone that there was, that he was honestly surprised that Remus was even asking him such a silly question.

Remus sighs and shakes his head slightly with a quiet chuckle. "I'm not surprised, but you now James will whine to you about this later."

"He'll live." Sirius said as he stretched himself against the chair he was sitting on.

Comfortable silence fell between the two of them as Remus started to write down notes of what he just read on.

Sirius found himself zoning out while looking at Remus's side profile. He couldn't help it, I mean Remus is a very handsome young man, though he doesn't seem to accept that he is, Sirius couldn't help but just admire. The way Remus's sandy brown hair fell down over his eyes, which reminds Sirius that he needs to trim his hair, to the way his lips pout slightly as he's in deep thought of what he's doing. The scars...Sirius loves admiring Remus’s scars.

Of course Sirius understood Remus’s outlook on his scars, he out of everyone understood. But that didn’t change Sirius’s mind on how he finds them absolutely fascinating on Remus. Just the way they adorn his features and skin…it’s just beautiful.

Without much thought, Sirius took hold of Remus’s quill that laid between the notebook he’s using for his quick notes. Sirius took hold of Remus’ free hand and started to lightly trace the scars that were on the back of his hand.

“What are you doing?” Remus asks as he looks down towards Sirius, curious as to what he’s trying to do.

“Shh, don’t worry about it. Just continue reading.” Sirius muttered as he started to concentrate on the fine lines he’s creating around the scars.

Not wanting to move much, Remus sets the book he’s reading down onto the table and placed his head on his free hand, and watched Sirius detail the scars on the back of his hand.

Sirius has always been good in the art department. So even the simplest thing, such as creating fine lines, in Remus eyes it was absolute perfection.

The moment Sirius finished with the hand, Remus automatically gave him the other hand for him to create the lines on the scars littered around his hand.

Once done with both of the hands, Sirius pulls away and examines the work he did. A satisfied smile dances across his face as he looked down at Remus' hands. "Perfect. You look so much prettier now...if that was even possible." Sirius mumbled before looking at Remus with the happy expression on his face.

Remus knew he had heart eyes when he looked at Sirius, and saw how happy he was for just simple line art.

To be honest, Remus doesn't know why he does it knowing that art isn't his best subject like...at all. But he gently takes hold of both his quill and Sirius hand where he knew holds the most scars.

Not wanting to say anything so Remus wouldn't get flustered and basically "run away." Sirius just admires the way Remus tries to hold his breath to calm his shaky hand as he lightly, and shakingly starts to draw, trying to draw, the same fine lines Sirius did on him.

As Remus finished, he felt his face heat up as he fully took in the sight of the jagged lines he drew on Sirius's hand. "Sorry...m'not the best." He said sheepishly.

Sirius looks down at the jagged lines that Remus created on the scars he's gotten in his younger years, and couldn't help but smile widely at Remus who looks at him with such an intense blush and shy smile, that it just made Sirius all that much more happier.

"It's perfect. Thank you Moony." Sirius said as he gave Remus a quick little kiss on the cheek.

"Now we both look even more prettier together." He whispered into Remus's ear causing the werewolf wizard to flush a deeper red and stutter on his words.

BONUS CONTENT:

"Lily...Sirius left me for Remus." James pouted to his red head girlfriend about his best friend abandoning, really flaking on his plans with James for Remus.

Lily sighs as she pats James messy head. "You know Sirius just wants alone time with Remus."

"But he was supposed to go flying with me!" James whined.

"You're acting like he's your boyfriend, hon."

"It feels like he broke up with me."

"Oh Merlin's beard."

#🐝 anon ♥.｡#Remus Lupin #Sirius black #wolfstar #marauders #marauders era #remus and sirius #marauders imagines #wolf star #wolfstar imagines #wolfstar forever

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peonierose · 3 months

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Round Robin: Chapter 5 - Don’t call me Angel

Book: OH & TRR crossover

Characters mentioned: Luna Auclair (F!OC - OH), Bryce Lahela (M!MC - OH), Tobias Carrick (M!MC - OH, Maxwell Beaumont (M!MC - TRR) and Bertrand Beaumont (M!MC - TRR)

Words in total: 3,373k

A/N: Masterlist for Round Robin @choicesprompts I’m participating for Round Robin for the 1st time and I really hope I could do the characters justice 🥰

Side note: Thank you so much for helping me with this story and helping me get inspired @aallotarenunelma & @annieruok94 🩷🩷🩷🩷

A few weeks ago…

Luna

The phone rang somewhere in the house while I was in the middle of an art project.

A few seconds later I heard footsteps and when I turned around I saw Bryce appear in the doorway, handing me my phone.

”Who is it?“ I asked and turned to my canvas again.

”No idea some fancy talking guy said he wanted to talk to you.“

”Is he sure he got the right person?“ ”Beats me.“

I furrowed my brow and pushed my dark blonde hair out of my face and accidentally got some teal paint in my hair. Good thing it’ll wash out.

”Hello?“ I wiped my paint covered fingers on a cloth I kept handy when I painted.

”Am I speaking to Ms. Luna Auclair?“ A deep voice with a slight accent can be heard from the other end.

”Yes. And who is this?“ I put the phone on speaker and got up slowly as I took my brushes to the sink to wash them.

”My name is Bertrand Beaumont from House Beaumont in Cordonia. I’m sure you’ve heard of me.“

”Hmm. Sorry doesn’t ring a bell.“ I say not able to resist teasing him. Bryce snickered next to me.

”You’re so mean.“ He mouthed, and I kissed his stubbled cheek, making him smile.

I turned back to the conversation, putting Bertrand out of his misery. Poor guy must’ve thought the worst of me.

”I’m just kidding Mr. Beaumont I know who you are. So what can I do for you?“ I turned off the faucet and put my paint brushes upside down so they could dry.

”I could use your help.“ He sounded hesitant, which made me instantly curious.

”Help with what?“

”We have our PR firm that we founded, and we’re trying to give some people a better public image.“ I took my phone into my hand.

”What does that have to do with me? I’m not a PR person. I have a bachelor's degree in fine arts, and I’m currently teaching art at the University of Hawaii.“

I took a look at my half-finished painting sitting on the easel, and decided to let the painting dry for now. I’ll keep working on it later.

When I closed the door Bryce and I walked towards the backyard, where we sat down in our beach chairs, while Bertrand’s voice kept coming out of the speaker.

”I’m very well aware. But I know you’re someone who’s skilled as an artist. And I know you think outside the box, and that’s exactly what we need.“

”I will need more information than that if you want my help.“ I could hear some commotion before another voice replaced Bertrand's.

”Luna right? Hi I’m Maxwell, Bertrand’s brother. Look, my brother's social skills suck sometimes. I have the cliff notes version if you want it?“

”Um…sure fire away.“

”Alright. A few weeks ago there was a bit of an…let’s call it an incident. Tobias Carrick was caught making out with the daughter of one of the hospital directors of Mass Kenmore. Someone apparently posted it online. Of course, it’s gone viral. The damage is done and he could get fired. Because apparently it’s unethical.“

”Poor Tobias. He’s a good friend of me and my fiancé Bryce so he has our sympathies especially since this a massive violation of their privacy to put the video online. I’m really sorry he’s going through that.“

I looked at Bryce who was as surprised as me to hear about this.

”Both Bertrand and I feel terrible, because Tobias seems like such a great guy and then for someone to swoop in and destroy his image like that. This is actually where you come into play. Let’s just say we’ve tried other people to fix his image, but it didn’t work.“

”Like I told your brother, I’m not a PR person. I have zero experience.“

”That’s not what we’re looking for. I’m talking about your other accolades. You’re not only one of the youngest people to finish your bachelor degree, but one where all your professors had only glowing compliments for you. You also published your own book, called Kala Kala - Overcoming anxiety with the help of art. Very nice read. I loved it, it’s also super colorful by the way. Not only do you teach art at the senior center, you’re an active member at arts on the fence, a non-profit organization in Honolulu, Hawaii. You love malasdas and are allergic to ginger. Should I continue? I’ve got more.“

”I…no…that’s fine. But how did you find out that much about me? Not everything is available online.“ I was wondering how the hell they got my phone number, and all the things in my bio Maxwell just mentioned. Why would they even be interested in seeking out my help?

”Let’s say a mutual, redhead found out about it. She bought some of your art, and she said you could be a good fit. I think the phrase »ovaries of steel« was mentioned.“

I gasped in awe.

”You don’t mean Olivia Nevrakis do you? Because then I’m so in. I’d love to meet her. And of course help out in any way I can.“

I heard a whoop and a sigh.

”Is that a yes?“ Maxwell asked unsure.

”Hold on a sec.“ I muted the conversation.

”What do you think B?“ I asked Bryce and I could see his beautiful face, that I could sketch every single day and not get tired of looking at.

”I mean I’m sorry Tobias is going through this. He’s our friend, but are you sure you’re up for it?“ His brown eyes were filled with worry as he gently caressed my stomach.

”I’ll be fine. Women have gotten pregnant before and have worked until they’ve given birth.“ I said with more conviction than I felt right now.

”I know you’re trying to be strong but okay. If you’re really sure, then I’m okay with it, but the smallest hitch, and we’re going back home. And don’t think of going alone. I don’t care who they are. You’re my fiancé and the mother of my kids. So they better believe I’ll be going with you.“

”I love your protective mode.“

”Out of all the things I’ve said, that’s what you focused on?“

I grinned and then I unmuted the conversation.

”Maxwell? I’m in.“

”Thanks Luna. I promise you won’t regret it.“

”I better don’t. Otherwise, you’ll hear me yell at you.“

Maxwell chuckled.

”You got it. There’ll be a private jet to pick you up. I’ll send you the arrival date. Can’t wait to meet you. From the pictures I’ve seen, you're really beautiful.“

”Careful there Casanova.“ Bryce chimed in, and I grinned as I pushed my hand through his soft brown hair, making him relax.

”No worries, I know she’s taken. We’ll see you soon in Cordonia, bye.“

Before I could say anything else the phone call ended. Bryce and I just stared at the phone and then laughed at how surreal the situation was.

Who would’ve thought I’d meet members of House Beaumont?

Though it looked as if a new adventure was coming our way.

5 days later

So here I was on day five not making any kind of improvement whatsoever.

I’ve tried talking to Tobias, but nothing worked to get through to him.

He acted as if nothing was wrong and there’s no part where he could lose his job. He’s been painted as the bad guy but doesn’t seem to care.

I got up this morning, let Bryce sleep in a little, as I went down to the pool to figure out a new strategy for how to fix this mess.

That’s when I saw Tobias flirting with a woman by the pool.

You’ve got to be kidding me. I’m trying to repair his image, and he’s out here flirting? Oh, hell no!

”Having fun?“ I asked when I stood next to him. Tobias turned his light green eyes to me, focusing on me rather than the woman he was just talking to a minute ago.

As if he wasn’t already good-looking enough, the smile he threw my way made his face even more beautiful.

”Good morning to you too, gorgeous.“

”Sorry buddy but that charm is wasted on me. I’m engaged and I’m expecting.“

”Does that mean I can’t flirt with you?“ Tobias smirked.

”You can. But it won’t have any effect.“ I said and took a towel from the rack and threw it at him.

”Get dressed.“ I said, and he took the towel, but didn't move. He threw an apologetic smile at the woman who was sitting next to him. She slipped him a small piece of paper and left. He watched her walk away and nodded his head in appreciation.

I cleared my throat, and he turned his gaze on me.

”Let me guess you have another glorious idea how to restore my image?“

”You can call it that. You have 10 minutes to get dressed and be back.“

”Let’s make it 15 alright?“ Tobias laughed.

”Now it’s 10 minutes.“

”Does that tone ever work on Bryce?“

”I’m not going to repeat myself.“

”Now you sound like a school teacher.“ He replied but got up. That’s progress I guess.

”Look, I was assigned to give you some sort of glowing makeover for your reputation. If you don’t want it? Fine. I have better things to do.“

Tobias stared back at me, his charm gone.

”Like what? Be all sunshiny? No offense, but don’t you ever have a bad day or get angry? In all the time you’ve been here you’re always smiling and never losing your cool. You’re more like a robot.“

His comment hit me more than I thought it would, so I got up in his face. Which is hard since he’s taller than me, but I made it work.

”Don’t mistake my bubbly personality for being just that. There’s a lot more to my character and my personality than being happy and positive. You don’t know me that well if your words are any indication.“

His eyes widened for a fraction.

”My bad.“

”And that was lesson number 12.“

Tobias rolled his eyes.

”What I don’t get is why they even assigned you to me? We’re polar opposites.“

”You know what’s interesting? In our whole convos, you’ve avoided talking about this whole incident that led up to this moment right now. You keep acting as if you don’t care, and it’s no concern of yours. But you avoid talking about the core problem.“

Tobias crossed his arm.

”Please enlighten me.“

”You’re not a bad guy. But you’d rather have people believe you’re a dick then let them think you have a heart. That’s interesting.“

”Are you done psychoanalyzing me?“ His voice sounded more and more irritated.

”If you think that we’re done? Then you don’t know me at all. We’re just getting started. Get dressed. And don’t be late. If you’re not down in 5 minutes I’m leaving. So dealers choice.“

”Fine, I'll go get dressed. Doesn’t mean this conversation is over.“

”Now it’s 9 minutes.“ I said and watched him quicken his steps while I sat down and enjoyed the nice view of the ocean.

10 minutes later…

”What is this place?“ He asked without really seeming to pay attention.

”It’s called a room. With walls and windows. And sometimes there’s even a door.“

He snickered.

”I know what a room is. I meant what are we doing in this room?“ He looked at all the cans of paint I had people assemble for this exercise.

”That’s the fun part. Team building exercise. It’s also pregnancy safe, which is a plus.“ I grinned, but he just looked at me and didn't reply.

”The point of this exercise is to let go of past hurts. Look at it this way, you can just let all your anger out. I like to call it angry painting.“

I take a can of paint, open it and see the color coral crush. I took it and threw some at the wall.

Tobias regarded me and I handed him another can, he took but stared at it as if it’s been touched by Medusa herself.

”Do you even know how to get angry?“ He looked at me skeptically as he kept holding the pint can in his hands.

”Excuse me?“

He opened the can of paint and a soft canary yellow joined the coral crush tone on the wall.

”Look, all you’ve said is how I have a heart and I don’t let others see it. But you don’t even know me. How do you expect me to trust you?“

”Is this finally the heart-to-heart you’re giving me? One that the others failed to get?“

”Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to partner up.“ He set the can down and was about to walk away.

”Giving up so soon? That’s a shame.“

”What?“ He stopped and slowly turned my way.

”I know you’re the type of guy who likes to do things rather than sit around and talk.“

”You’ve been paying attention? I’m shocked. Everybody knows I’m competitive, that's not a secret.“

”Of course I’ve been paying attention. You know I have bad days and angry moments too. I’m not just some blonde bimbo, who can’t count to three. I notice a lot more than people think.“

”Such as?“ He raised his eyebrows daringly as he leaned against the door frame.

”When you get nervous you bite your lip and clench your left fist. Which would lead me to believe you are left-handed.“

I kept going.

”Whenever I ask you a personal question or try to tackle the issue, you laugh it off, meaning you’re not ready to talk to me or improve your image. You think it’s fine and it doesn't need any polishing. If people don’t like you or think you’re a dick that’s on them.“

Tobias doesn’t say anything.

”I’d wager you’re someone who likes to do things his way or the highway. You don’t play well with others because you like to be in control. It’s hard for you to give anyone even an ounce of your trust because you believe trust is earned. You said it yourself I don’t know much about you, so why should you trust me? So did I get any of that right?“

Tobias didn’t say anything. He didn’t even move a muscle.

”Your silence indicates I got something right.“

”Even if you did get it right, it doesn’t mean I need your help.“

”So what you’d let your image get destroyed and let others decide on the narrative rather than trying to fix it? That doesn’t sound like the Tobias I got to know.“

”I can’t control what people think.“

”Maybe not. But you can let them see that there’s more to you. Do you know what I see right now?“

”What?“

”Someone who’s been hurt in the past, and now you’re hurt again. But you’re trying so hard to bury those feelings that you’re drowning in them.“

”Sounds like a therapy session.“ He mumbled.

”Art is therapy. Did you know I basically got bullied out of the art gallery I worked at in Boston?“

He shook his head. By the look in his eyes I could tell I got his attention.

”I had no idea, but I’m sorry to hear that. Why did you get fired?“

”I quit. I’ve been struggling with anxiety for years. And they’ve seen me as someone they can demean and push around. My voice was snuffed out. I’ve always seen art as freedom, choosing to make art work for you. Art has helped me find an outlet, find my voice. Let me be creative and put paint on a canvas when I can’t name my own feelings.“

He rubbed his neck as if uncomfortable by my word vomit.

”I had no idea. And I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be a dick. I just…“

”You needed to vent so you let it out on me. I get it. We all lash out when we’re angry. Usually at the people we’re close to.“

”But you seem so calm and composed. You and Bryce never even fight. You’re so perfect.“

I threw my head back and let out a laugh. Making it echo from the walls.

I turned back to Tobias who was looking at me as if I grew another head.

”Do you really believe that? Of course Bryce and I fight. We have disagreements all the time. But we’ve learned how to handle them. Even if we don’t speak to each other for days, it doesn't mean we hate each other. But it means hey I need space I’ll talk when I’ve cooled off. We found our rhythm. We love and understand each other.“

He sighed and sat down, leaning on the wall that was just covered with paint, he winced when he realized it, but he didn’t sit down somewhere else.

”What a mess I’ve created, but maybe you’re right.“

”I must have a fever, or did you just say I’m right?“ I grinned and he smiled back.

”No you heard me correctly. You’re right. I’m scared to end up alone. So that’s why I pushed Chloe away. The woman from the video. We’ve gotten pretty close, and I don't know I panicked. I mean whoever took the video had no right to do that, but I guess people judge me and say how I’m sleeping with her because I’d like to get to the top. But that’s not true. I like the job I have. I have no desire to work in an office. I love working with patients. Hearing them tell me what’s wrong and finding a way to make things better for them.“

”Could it be that you’re scared you won’t measure up? Wanting to prove others wrong? You’d rather be the one who ends a relationship rather than the one who gets his heart broken?“

”Yes to all of the above.“ He nodded.

”Alright. That’s something we can work on.“ I said with renewed energy.

”How? We can’t just fix this mess in a matter of days.“

I smiled softly at him.

”No. But we can slowly build towards improving. You know there is a Hawaiian proverb my grandma always uses: A’ Ohe Pu’u Ki’eki’e Ke Ho’a’o ‘Ia e Pi’i.“

”Uhh…meaning?“ He asked.

”No cliff is so tall it cannot be climbed.“

”I kinda like that phrase.“ He said thoughtfully.

”Yeah it’s beautiful. You know what else? You’re not broken. It just means you haven’t figured out the right formula. I don’t want to turn you into someone you’re not. I just want you to realize that if you keep pushing people away who’d like to be in your life you’ll end up all alone. And that’s not what I want for you. You’re smart, funny and good-looking. Don’t let it go to waste.“

Tobias shook his head as grinned at me.

”You know? Now I understand why Bryce fell for you.“

I grinned at him.

”I told you so. There’s more to me than you might think.“

”I can see that. Also, please tell me I’m not the only one you boss around. At least tell me you do that to Bryce too.“

”Oh trust me I do.“ I laughed again because it felt as if we reached a good point. And I’m glad I could get him to open up.

I can see a big grin forming on Tobias face and I already knew there’s something snarky coming.

”Also I did get something right on the first try.“ He grinned.

”Let me guess how to do sex right.“ I sighed.

”No. It was actually how to pick friends. Maybe after we solve this mess I can try and restore some of my friendships.“

”You got this Carrick.“ I slapped his arm.

”Now you sound like Lahela.“

I winked at him.

”Now what?“ He asked after getting up.

”Now we slowly improve your image. With me by your side things can only get better.“ He laughed out loud and we continued to throw paint at the wall. We might’ve not solved everything, but we’re getting there.

#choicesprompts #roundrobin #TRR & OH #Luna Auclair (F!OC)#Bryce Lahela (M!MC)#Tobias Carrick (M!MC)#Maxwell Beaumont #Bertrand Beaumont

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hi bestie 🤭🤭🩷🩷🩷💞💕

you know what always makes me sooo soft? 🥹 the thought of dad!hotch or dad!greg reading your babies a bedtime story every night so they can fall asleep. and one night you catch them telling them the story of how you met and fell in love 🥺🥺🥹💞 it’s just so cute :(((

Fay!!!! Bestie 🥺🥺🥺🥺 ily🫶

Dad!hotch and dad!greg (ROBBED) make me so happy!!

And they definitely love!! Reading the babies bedtime stories 🥰🥰. It's such a small thing but also such a huge thing for them and it's very very important! Aaron would call to read the babes a bedtime story over the phone if he was away on a case. But anyway 😂 you love listening to them read to your little ones! And they never know you're lurking outside the door with a happy smile plastered on your face but one night 🥺 when you hear something veryyyy familiar as you stop outside the kiddo's room your heart just bursts with love!!!! Because you hear the story of how you met your beautiful man and how you both fell in love with each otherrrrrr!!!!!!! And he's talking about how absolutely stunning he found you and still finds you! You can hear how happy he is as he's telling them about your love story<3333. And it's so so sweet. "And then at the end of our first date we kissed!" And if the kids are old enough to talk they're "Ewwww dadddd" 🤭❤️ and you giggle at the reaction. Eventually the babies are asleep and he comes out of the room quietly turning the light off and closing the door when he turns to see you! And you just hug him and kiss him and tell him how much you love him! PLEASE 🥺🫶. I love this so much 🥺🥺.

Please dad!hotch and dad!greg make my heart 💓

We should have had dad!greg I'm so upset. They robbed dad!greg from us how dare they.

#fay🍓#bestie we need to talk more about them as dads right now<3333 #they make my heart so things that aren't normal #moots<3 #aaron hotchner #hotch #greg montgomery #dad!greg #dad!hotch #aaron hotchner x reader #hotch x reader #greg montgomery x reader #aaron hotchner fluff #greg montgomery fluff #aaron hotchner thoughts #greg montgomery thoughts #mon answers 🩷

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kneelingshadowsalome · 6 months

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Not only are you an amazing writer (and the sweetest person from what I can tell based on your interactions with people on here) but you’re a TON fan too?! You continue to amaze with how awesome you are♥️please tell me the Engel & her bestie x konig AU is based on My Girl’s Girlfriend too! 😄 and while at the topic of TON/peter steele being very konig coded, Wolf Moon deserves its Konig twist as well tbh (this man would make his face a throne for his queen regardless but imagine werewolf!konig??? Who would be a whole new level of a menace😭💕 and imagine if this 6’7 beefcake of a psycho who already has a hard time controlling his urges during normal circumstances turning into a literal beast once a month, even more so when your cycle synchs with his transformation🥴💕)

Ps.: I hope you’re doing well, taking your time to rest and relax and enjoy life🥰 I remember reading a while ago that you were going through a bit of a rough patch, I don’t want to come off as prying for any details but I just hope you’re in a better place and space now, bc you’re such a sweet soul 💕and my Tumblr crush bc you are not only someone I hold as an example when it comes to being a writer but you’re so genuinely kind to everyone in your inbox and that kindess literally radiates off of your blog☹️👉🏻👈🏻you honestly deserve the world sweet Salome🥰💕ok that got kinda sappy real quick 🥴but I wanted to let you know how much you are appreciated💕😚 And also, happy Holidays! May the new year bring you & your loved ones all the health and happiness 🥳👏🏻🥂

Ahhh what a message 😭🥹❤️

I feel like a Victorian maiden who just read a love letter of the sweetest kind, I'm smiling and blushing like an idiot here (also I read this like 10 times because it just gets better and better lol) You're so kind for sending me some love! I'm in a much better spot now and enjoying life and the holidays, resting and seeing friends and eating like crazy (we're practising for Christmas dinner hehe) ty for asking 💞 I hope you're enjoying your holidays too!

And you're a fellow writer, gosh now I'm curious! I don't wish to push you but please just know that it makes me so happy to hear that my work has inspired you. And as for the TON/König, yes he's everything they sing about in Wolf Moon. An adoring beast, a king, a predator and a servant for his chosen queen... Send help, I'm drooling! Also the song Love You to Death reminds me of König x Engel 💕

Anon I wish you a Merry Christmas/Yuletide and a wonderful New Year, may it bring you everything you wish for! 🩷✨️🌲

#saying that my blog radiates kindness will get you a kiss on the mouth real quick #kind souls #my heart can only take so much

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It had been many months since The Chase between you and Wolffe, a very erotic, magic evening that you both throughly enjoyed. Since then your relationship with Wolffe had been perfect, the whole 104th was aware you both were a couple, Master Plo was happy for you encouraging your love, even certain members of the 501st and 212th aswell as their Jedi Masters. It felt like nothing could go wrong.

You had been on a couple of scattered missions with the 501st and the 212th and some back with 104th and your lover. But right now your back working at the Senate still continuing the fight for all Clones to be treated fairly and as citizens. The war continued on with no end in sight. You prayed everyday for Wolffes safety as he did for you, he often had Fox keep a check on you, not everyone on Coruscant felt clones should be treated right. There has been a few attacks on members of the senate you Senator Chuci included. Your friendship with Fox grew , he was forever looking out for you, always your back and you enjoyed his company even if it was only for short periods of time. Finishing up the days work your Commlink suddenly goes off “hello Mesh’la” a familiar gruff voice pops through the biggest smile on your face appears. “hello baby please tell me you will be back soon? Bunny misses you” you swoon, a low chuckle erupts from Wolffe “oh bunny you have no idea how much I long to hold you. But you will pleased to know we are due shore leave for 3 days and we are on our way back” you can hear the grin in his voice. A giggling girly squeal is all Wolffe can hear “I can’t wait” you say spinning around in your chair full of happiness, “I will be at 79’s for a catch up with others then I will be straight over to yours , maybe we could order some food ?” Wolffes tone a lot softer “ sounds perfect see you then” the Comm cuts off and you make your way home.

Finally home showered and a small glass of wine in hand you realise you can’t wait any longer to see your lover , so off you go rummaging through your closet picking out a baby pink bardot satin dress with long sleeves, short and figure hugging and a stunning pearl feature that wraps around your neck and falls into the dress so beautifully, brushing out your wavy hair, spritzing your perfume on Wolffe loves , abit of makeup and your bag your good to go. As you flag down a speeder cab “79s please” as you hop in a feeling of burning desire runs coarse through your veins the excitement of being back in Wolffes arms you couldn’t wait any longer. You longed so badly for this.

The cab driver drops you off outside and as you step out you can’t contain this excitement you hurry inside gently pushing your way through the crowded bar eyes scanning the room for the Commanders usual booth , through the wave of clones across the dance floor you spy Rex,Cody and Fox however from the look on his face you get an unsteady feeling arise in you… then finally as you step closer your heart breaks. As soon as you saw that your lover was holding someone else in his arms, your whole body ached. It was like a blaster shot, straight into the center of your heart. You felt dizzy for a moment and knocked the drink out of someone's hand, leaving a red stain on the beautiful baby pink material, as if the wound in your heart made it bleed. You've loved this dress so far. Now it's definitely going to end up in the trash because it’s ruined, just like the love you two shared. It felt your world ended.

Your fucking bleeding inside, you feel as if your heart has dropped , the loud pumping bass from the music seems to fade. The face of the other Commanders stare at you in shock their mouths drop open as if they were an animal caught in headlights of a speeder bike. Cody elbows Wolffe who turns to face you. His eyes wide his mouth open like he wants to say something but nothing comes out. Without a second thought you storm over to the table and pull the Twi’lek woman off of Wolffe “get your hands off him!” you hiss in her face pushing her out of the way you turn to face Wolffe, eyes burning from the tears threatening to fall down your face but you keep your composure as best as you possibly can.

“How could you do this to me?” You scream over the music throwing the nearest drink you can find straight over his face before smashing the glass to the floor and running out of the bar, Wolffe didn’t move only dropped his head into his hands , Cody and Rex try to comfort him but he noticed Fox has ran after you. He raises his brow above his cybernetic eye and he leaves the booth following you both.

You didn't even realize how cold you were from the shock until you felt something warm on your arm. You looked up and Fox was standing next to you with a concerned look on his face. Tears welled up in your eyes as he began explaining it was not what you had thought, trying to convince you your lover was not cheating on you. He had been standing next to you the whole time you for months, keeping a watchful eye over you just as his Vod requested and even though he was busy, he always took the time to ask how you were. How was work and were you drinking enough water. He was here, Wolffe wasn't. Just like now. Frightened, Fox notices the red stain on the dress. "Meshla, are you hurt?" “Hurt? Yes. But that's just some spilled wine” “don’t tell me lies Fox I know what I saw with my own eyes, how could he do this to me?” You break down in Fox’s arms. “Mesh’la I promise you with my heart this is not what you think it is, a few of the shinys were stood near our booth this woman walked past one of them shoved her, Wolffe stopped her from falling over” he says softly and continues “ He did not do anything she was apologising for falling into him. You must believe me” .

Without evening realising your own actions your leaning closer to Fox’s face his breathe fanning over your lips, those calloused thumbs wiping away your tears, you can’t help but pull him for a desperate kiss, your hands grabbing onto the nape of his neck , he holds you tight around your waist. A kiss lasting no more than two seconds you both pull away shocked at what happened. Upon turning around around you see Wolffe standing there his eyes look broken. He was just standing there , still not moving , but his gaze darting between you and Fox “Vod… tell her exactly what happened” Fox’s voice laced with concern for both of you. "Or maybe you two should tell me… is there something I should know? Hmm?" Wolffe asked coldly.

"I..I... You were away! And barely had time to com me. I thought ….” you stammered nervously

"What? I was doing my job, Meshla." and there you just got the famous and iconic Wolffe eye roll.

You've seen it, but it was never meant for you. Until now. You thought it looked good on him, the eye roll was his trademark. But now you hated it. Anger bubbled up in your stomach. You missed him , you saw him with another woman wrapped around him and all of this drama left a bitter feeling mixed inside you and it burst out with great anger. “Your job was to stay! To care!" you shouted in his face before turning to walk away.

“Ner cyar'ika Gedet'ye ibic cuyir not meg gar mirdir” Wolffe begs you stepping closer he takes your hands in his. His voice no where near as cold as it was mere moments ago when he found you and Fox. You cannot stop the tears rolling down your face as you pull with all your strength to break free from his grip “I can’t trust you anymore, y… you had your arms all over her! I-I saw the look on your face!!” Your screaming at him now pounding your fists into his chest plate as he tries to hold you steady, you cower at his touch feeling repulsed “goodbye Commander Wolffe” . You turn to walk away heart pounding in your chest. Desperately trying to keep ahold of you “please … p-please Mesh’la don’t leave me… please” Wolffe is begging you.

Angry , so frustrated and so confused, you grabbed the bottom of your dress just by the stain and took off running. “I can't do this, it's too much. I need time" you said to them. While running, you heard your name and nickname in two similar voices but in different tones. Your hair just fluttered over your shoulders, you looked like a runaway princess. You didn't know what hurt more, that you didn't trust Wolffe enough, or that you started to have feelings for someone else. Even if it was tiny, the feeling was there. This was not your behavior. You didn't want to hurt anyone, yet you ended up being the one who was hurt. Plus, even they were injured in the chaos you caused with the kiss. You cursed loudly. What should you do now? What's next?

6 months later you heart still hurts, you tried to focus on your work but at times you had to work with the clones. You remained professional and kind they were still your friends who always looked out for you. However your thoughts still lingered . You wish you could quit him, you wish you never missed him and told him you loved him every time you fucked him, obsessed with the thought of your Commander Wolffe the pain just grew and grew. Your tears are dried up now you just there without a sound.

You get a message through on your Holopad assigning you to a mission with the 104th, as you begin to pack your duffel bag and get ready to make your way to the GAR base, you can’t help but feel conflicted. There is nothing more in this galaxy you want than to see your lover but you don’t want to see him knowing he was hurt you let alone kissing his Vod a moment of weakness you knew deep down the feelings you felt for Fox were not the feelings you still harbour for Wolffe. Pushing the thoughts out of your mind you make your way to work to the Star Destroyer you are greeted by the friendly and kind Boost and Sinker “hello boys long time no see” you smile at them however your smile doesn’t stretch too far.

“Nice to see you again Senator we’ve missed you around here!” Boost blurts out.

It is lovely to see your boys again nowhere you can’t help but worry when you will run into Wolffe and the maker must not be on your side today because for you know it 𝗧𝗛𝗨𝗡𝗞!!! He walks straight into you as your turning the corner. You let out a small gasp looking up at him , those bright blue delicate eyes he loves. “My apologies Senator” he’s says removing his helmet his eyes burning down on you “how..ahem how have you been?” He asks inquisitively. Afraid to even look at him you answer back in a cold tone “fine thanks. I have work to do Commander” you walk away your heart sinking again just like it did the night you saw him with the Twi’Lek.

A few rotations pass and you keep your best to stay out of Wolffes way , yet when you do see him a few stolen glances in the cool grey corridors of the Destroyer, once or twice you may of brushed up against him in the elevator but oh maker you feel the intense heat between both of you. That desire hasn’t left you. His gloved finger tips grazing over you.

You try your hardest to ignore it all but your love for Wolffe has not gone and it never will. A hot mug of caf in your hand you sit at your desk scrolling through your reports ensuring all is correct before sending it off to the Senate a loud knock at your door “come in its open” you call out your head not lifted from your work.

“Mesh’la please can we talk?” It’s your lover , at first you don’t know you feel it takes a few minutes before you can look up into his beautiful face those gorgeous eyes captivating you each time. “Talk about what Commander? Do you need to review my reports?” You can’t help but keep the cold tone with him still fully not looking at him. Wolffe walks over to your desk sitting himself down at the edge his hand ghosts over your face before his thumb and index finger grab your chin “look at me mesh’la” his voice more demanding now, “ what Wolffe!” You don't want to look up to his golden and cybernetic eyes,those gorgeous eyes you missed so dearly ,so you focus on the floor even though his grip around your chin tightens. It's better if you stay calm and cold. You cant afford to fall in love any deeper than you are and get hurt over again. You can't take anymore pain. Your always gonna want more from him. More of his time, more of his love and more of his touch. "Please look at me" he repeats, but this time in his sad tone you notice something darker. That voice he used to speak when you two were intimate. Shivers run through you and you slightly bit your lip to stop your moan. So you look up. Big mistake. When your eyes meet. You see everything. The desperation, the need, the love he feels for you. It's too much, but you can't hold yourself back anymore. He was your soft spot, your weakness. You knew that you were always gonna belong to him.

And in that moment his arms pull you up onto him , his muscular arms seem even bigger than when he last held you , those shoulders even more broad than usual. You both just hold each other tightly for what seems like a peaceful eternity finally Wolffe breaks the embrace those beautiful eyes filled with lust his pupils are dilated so wide , he is focused entirely on you. You recognise the desire in his gaze. His hands start to explore your body his mouth roaming over your exposed neck “Wolffe” is all you can softly moan out as your hands trail over his shoulders.

He groans “mmm my mesh’la I’ve missed you so much” then he crashes his lips to yours , his kiss is over powering , assertive you’ve missed this. “You know I can take you straight to heaven if you let me, I can make your body levitate mesh’la. Now let me” he says his voice dripping with pure desire , pure love. You open up your mouth as your tongues explore the inside of each others mouths. Slowly he begins unbuttoning your work blouse ripping it off you throwing it across the room. “You promise me it wasn’t what i thought it was?” You say between the intense kissing your hands unclasping his armour piece by piece. “No never your mine mmm only all mine bunny and I’m yours” that’s all you needed to hear.

You step back from the heated embrace and begin to strip yourself achingly slow removing your regulation skirt letting it fall to the floor you step out of it in just a sheer black lace bra and matching thong still wearing your heels, before long you begin to take off your bra and pull your hair out of the tight bun it was in letting it fall across your shoulders. Wolffe cannot take his eyes off you as you begin to walk over to him his half undressed state sending red hot fire all through your body. You start making your way around his body in a circle your hand brushing over his toned stomach then up his back to those broad broad shoulders , he turns to watch you over his shoulder letting out a low growl.

“Strip for me Commander , if what you promised me was true I want you to now show me it’s true, take your bunny” your voice dripping with filthy desire. And as the obedient man he is , only for you, he strips right down to his boxers you can see his rock hard length dying to escape. You stand infront of him for only a few moments bend over and place kisses over his clothed cock his groans are enough to make you cum your wet pussy clenching around nothing. You look up at him your sparkling blue eyes burning with the need of wanting your Commander to completely fill you up “is the Wolf going to take his pray? Take what is his?” You swoon up, your lips slightly parted.

Before you can even catch your breath Wolffe lunges at you pushing you up against the wall forcing your legs apart as he pushes his thick thigh between you , his hand trailing down your naked stomach pushing your thong to the side the cool air hitting your wet little pussy suddenly he forcefully shoves two thick digits inside you pumping away furiously “mmm FUCK” his fingers curling into that spot he knows you love “m-more please uhh” between panting and moaning your eyelids flutter at his touch “use your words little bunny” his voice so dark so ardour. Wolffes teeth sink into the soft flesh of your neck leaving bite marks to let the galaxy know there is only one person for him and that person is you. His fingers faster not letting up he can feel your close “I’m uhh so close nghhh” you can barley breathe as you can feel yourself reaching your climax “relax Mesh’la I got you now let go let me feel those beautiful juices” he rasps. His free hand now closing in around your throat while his eyes never leave you. He wants to see your face as you cum for him.

Bolts of pleasure wash over you it’s intense it’s incredible your legs shake as Wolffe loosens his grip on you. Pulling his fingers out from he he takes them to his mouth sucking every last drop of your sweet tangy juice he can get “mmm you taste so fucking good bunny” he gives you a long deep kiss before spinning you around and pushing you hard against the wall of your office. Again the same question left your mouth “ you promise me it wasn’t what I thought it was?” Gasping as you feel Wolffes thick hard cock pushed against your ass , his hand moves back up to grab onto your throat leaning your head back onto him so he can see your beautiful face “I said no. I am no Di’kut, she isn’t Ner cyar’ika”. His tone has become more dominated than it was before even thought it was only a whisper. You scramble to pull his boxers down so needy for his cock, Wolffe chuckles into your shoulder before biting into you again hard sucking and kissing that sweet spot on your shoulder. “Oh my bunny you have no idea what you do to me” his voice barely above a whisper as he begins teasing your wet core with his velvety tip. Sliding up and down your dripping sex the teasing is almost too much. Your desperate to feel him back inside of you. Ruining your tight pussy.

He doesn’t even give you a second before he slides into your soaking wet folds in and out at such a forceful pace, the stretching almost unbearable at the beginning “relax mesh’la” he soothes against your ear before his continues his relentless pounding , the drag of this thick hard cock inside you sends your vision blurry you become light headed the pleasure was intense it felt so good to be filled up again by your lover.

“Mmm fuck mesh’la!! You take me so well don’t you” Wolffe panted planting your neck with little kisses before removing his grip on your neck and moving it down to your hip holding you tight you know your already bruising , his free hand tormenting your clit rubbing circles against your swollen sensitive bud, this feeling it’s over taking you, you try to wriggle away “don’t you dare” Wolffe snarls into your neck only making his hold on you tighter “don’t be a little brat when you know I fucking love you bunny” his growling is sending over the edge all you can do is let out lewd filthy moans crying out his name “uhh Wolffe mmm I’m… gonna mm cum” you sound so desperate right now “let go for me” he pants into your neck biting on your delicate tendons. It was all too much your body reaches its climax as you arch your back your hands clinging onto his body , this huge wave of pleasure washes over you you pure ecstasy. Shaking against the wall your legs would buckle and give way if it wasn’t for your lover holding onto you. Wolfee continues to fuck you long hard fast strokes riding you through your high , the filthy sounds of wet squelching as his thrusts become more jerky. Wolffe shoves two fingers in your mouth to tilt your head back.

You keep grinding against him your pussy clenching so hard you want to milk him for all he has , your sounds almost like sobbing as you feel yourself on the verge of cumming again , the warm panting of Wolffes breathe against your neck as he moans your name you feel his warm seed shoot into you filling you up just how you wanted and you let yourself go all over his quivering member, his cum leaking out of you dripping down your thighs. Both of you slump forward as he removes his fingers from your mouth and grabs onto you like he never wants to let go. That pure feeling of love is back radiating between the both of you. A loud knock at your office door snaps you both back into reality

“She’s busy!” Wolffe shouts rather annoyed , you can’t help but chuckle if your face wasn’t red from the love making it sure is now.

“Umm sorry Commander we just stopped by to check on the Senator, we umm heard screaming so wanted to ensure she was safe” a little pause “thats Boost!” You giggle trying to hide your face. “As I said … she’s busy get back to work trooper!” Wolffe says as he begins placing tiny kisses across your shoulders.

“Sir, Yes sir!” You hear the footsteps wander off down the hallway. Wandering over to your desk to pick up your clothes you can’t help but look over at your lover his face full of pride “do you think they heard?” You ask sheepishly “I don’t care Mesh’la I told you your mine and only mine as I am yours”.

A few days had passed the mercy mission Master Plo and The Wolfpack had been sent on was a success. There had been many whispers among the clones and generals alike that there was a disturbance in the force, someone plotted the war on purpose playing both sides. Something didn’t sit right but you tried to push those thoughts to the back of your mind. Maybe you’d speak to Wolffe about this. Maybe he can help. You knew the 501st had been on quite a few tough missions so you were looking forward to a catch up with them at 79’s when they return for shore leave.

On your last night the Star Destroyer is heading back to Coruscant only another 10 or so hours before your back , whilst cuddled upto Wolffe in his private quarters he can feel how tense you are you’ve not really spoken a word all evening. “What is bothering you mesh’la?” He says tracing circles with his calloused fingers into your naked skin, his voice is laced with concern. It took you a while to answer … “ I’m not sure Wolffe I know we are closer to the end of the war it just feels like something isn’t right… I’ve been hearing things within the Senate and I I don’t know it’s making me question everything” you say still deep in thought staring blankly at the grey walls in-front of you. “Try not to worry mesh‘la” is all the battle hard Commander can say as he begins peppering your neck with his gentle kisses pulling you in to his embrace tighter.

You’d all been back for a couple of days , as much as tried to spend more time with Wolffe and this dark cloud looming over you , you had to finish off your work in the Senate , attend meetings, listen to new bills pass. It was becoming extremely stressful. Upon leaving you run into Fox he gives you a courteous nod, there had never been any tension since that night. Fox was your friend and your lovers Vod, it also seems there was no issues between Wolffe and Fox. That made you happy.

Later that evening you and Wolffe pop into 79’s for a few drinks , why not you think it’s been tough at work and still you can’t shake this feeling off dread. As you are walking through 79’s it may be packed , the music booming , several people dry humping each other , Wolffe’s arm possessively around your waist. You both slip into a U shape booth along with Rex, Cody and Fox they are quiet clearly deep in conversation.

“Evening boys” you smile typical Wolffe gives his usual grunt. “We know this goes higher” Cody says taking a sip of his whiskey before a deep sigh. You can help but notice the worry washing over their faces. Wolffe takes a large gulp of his whiskey and opens his mouth, before he speaks Rex suddenly blurts out “the nightmares” the table goes quiet.

“My troops have mentioned this… Tup… Fives” Rex shakes his head. Only a handful of people know about the two members of the 501st going into hiding. “Kix.. he is doing his own little investigation however we can’t seem to make much progress due to future battles” Rex says. Cody, Fox and Wolffe share a glance. “ we should speak to Master Plo” you say staring at Wolffe, the others look at you in agreement. “Wolffe?” You say resting your small hand upon his rather large gloved hand. “Let’s discuss this later Mesh’la” he says leaning across to kiss your temple. As both get up to leave calling it a night you bid goodbye to the others turning to Wolffe “Rex he seems very distressed , sometimes I question if he is the same man” you say with a heavy sigh. Wolffes arm grips around your waist tighter. “Rex nearly lost Echo at the Citadel… then Umbra happened it shook his trust in the Jedi slightly. Then having to loose Fives and Tup, our brothers. The war is taking a toll on us all” his eyes now firmly planted on the ground. You take his head in your hands lifting up slightly to look in his eyes “it won’t be forever baby” tenderly placing a kiss on his lips your hands snake round to grab the nape of his neck , he breaks the kiss ever so slightly and whispers to you “Ni kar'tayli gar darasuum” smiling into his lips “I love you too Wolffe”.

Some time passes the war seems to drag on but that uncertain feeling still plagues you. A many thing had happened since your evening in 79’s with your lover and his Vods. After the issue Ashoka had being wrongly accused you missed her she became a friend, you knew deep down it could not of been her , she dedicated her life to the Jedi order and she would not harm others. A loud knock on your apartment door brought you back to reality. “Coming!” You should as hurriedly throw on your long cream silk dressing gown as too open the door you see Fox stood there with Wolffe slumped against him “He took a hard knock to the head , our medic checked him over he just needs rest” Fox tells you , his eyes tired and blood shot they both walk into your apartment. “Take him to the sofa please I’ll make some tea, would you care for some?” You say as you wander off into the kitchen. Fox calls back slightly louder his voice trembling “No thank you mesh’la I have to attend to the paperwork”.

“Are you sure?” You smile warmly at him as you grab the teacups out and start preparing everything. “Yes thank you for your kindness. Please look after Wolf’ika tonight” he nods and smiles before placing a tiny kiss on your temple. In your front room Wolffe lays on the sofa he has removed his helmet but this look over his face fills you with an uneasy feeling and you can hear him muttering something under his breath “good soldiers follow orders”. At this point your practically on top of him holding his face so he looks ar you, this trance like state worrying you with each second passing. “Wolffe what happened? Talk to me please” your eyes wide with sadness and confusion. Your lover begins gripping the bridge of his nose as if to stop a painful headache… his eyes squeezing shut, his brows covered in beads of sweat… “Wolffe!”.

His groans are weak but as it it never happened he seems to snap out of it. His gaze finally meets yours “she is a traitor!” Snarling the words as he looks into your twinkling blue eyes. “Who?” You can barley muster out. “Commander Tano she was found with Asajj Ventress on the lower levels along with same explosives used at the temple bombing” his words cold shooting through you like a bolt of lightening.

You take a sip of the placing it back down “No she couldn’t of Ashoka would never do that” you protest before standing up and making your way to the large windows in your front room. Looking out you can see the temple in the distance some smoke still billowing.

Without fully noticing you feel Wolffe stood behind you his breath hot and heavy against your neck his large calloused finger tips digging into your hips pulling you into his usual possessive hold. You feel his lips trace over your neck heading towards that sensitive spot he begins kissing softly before lunging his teeth directly into your neck. You let out a whimper as Wolffe bits and sucks into your neck murmuring the same words he did when Fox brought him in “good soldiers follow orders” rather than the usual wave of pleasure that would over take you heating your core a feeling of dread takes over ….

To be continued

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