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miss-oranje-disco-dancer · 7 months

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daddy's girl loves dick

paring: leon x reader

cw: dd/lg, pacifier, cockwarming, p in v, breeding kink, almost somno ig (falling asleep w the dick inside?)

summary: leon's baby girl (reader) loves his dick idk

a/n: might delete later idk

wc: 2k

Sometimes, you don’t have the strength to speak, but Leon’s learned to recognize your gestures and facial expressions. Long days at work can drain a baby girl’s energy. When you walk into the living room wearing your pink pajamas, Leon lets you move him around however you want and he listens to all your little grumbles. He’d put you to bed a few minutes earlier, but it seems you missed daddy too much. It baffles Leon how you could have trouble sleeping without him when your plushies take up almost all of the space on your bed.

You climb into his lap and he asks you a question. All he gets is a mumble of nonsense from you. He doesn’t bother making you speak, he can tell you’re not in the right headspace for words.

“Show daddy what you want,” he says. His arms lie by his sides, waiting for you to wrap them around yourself. You want to be held, right?

You start unbuttoning his jeans and he laughs. He assumed you wanted comfort, not dick. Sometimes it’s the same thing, though, isn’t it?

“I’ll help you,” he says, taking your tiny fingers and lifting them away from their place, so that he can unzip his fly and slide his pants down. “These too?” he points to his underwear and you nod. He takes them off and reveals his half-hard cock.

You start playing with it, lazily stroking him. You always seem fascinated by it despite seeing it daily. Sometimes, it feels like Leon’s the specimen in a human anatomy 101, a class with hands-on experiments. It’s unclear if you have a goal or if you’re just playing with him out of your own curiosity, but Leon doesn’t mind. He’ll gladly be another toy in the gigantic collection you’ve amassed.

After a moment of your mindless toying with his dick, you take your own pants off and he understands your intentions. You sit down in his lap, facing him, and look up at him like a soldier waiting for orders. Daddy’s obedient girl, daddy’s good girl.

He lightly rubs his fingertips over your clit. “Good?” he asks.

You nod and reach for the pacifier on the side table. He hums an affirmative and places it between your lips. You suckle on it, momentarily taking solace in the rubber nub between your teeth. You whimper as he continues to touch you, tracing circles around your clit. When you meet his gaze, he sees the dazed look in your eyes. Your head is filled with him.

His cock stands firm against his abdomen despite the fact that you’ve done little to help him reach this state of arousal. You take his dick in your hand and try to guide it towards your entrance, but he stops you.

“Not yet,” he says and you kick your feet in protest. “Daddy’s gotta get you ready first.”

You agree - because daddy’s always right - and let him scissor his fingers in and out of you. He works quickly to prepare you since he can see how impatient you are. He grabs your hips when he decides you’re ready and he slides in, slowly. You scrunch up your face and close your eyes when you feel the head slip inside you.

“It’s okay, just a bit more, it’s just a little stretch,” he whispers in your ear. “All done,” he says once he’s filled you.

He pats your bottom lightly. “You can move, baby,” he says, assuming you want to ride him.

When your body remains still, limp in his arms, he says, “You want daddy to do it?”

You shake your head, rubbing your nose against his shirt.

“You just wanna sit here?”

You nod, mouth still around the pacifier, cheek pressed to his chest. Neither of you have taken your shirts off yet. It looks like you got tired and gave up on your initial plan based on the way you rub your eyes.

Leon resigns himself to the fact that this is tonight’s activity. His little girl just wants to sit on his dick. He considers taking a nap, but it’s a little hard when you’re squeezing around him. No, it’s very hard.

He stays put on the couch, pants at his ankles with you half naked on top of him. While he rubs your back with both hands, he closes his eyes. Once he gets past the initial feeling of your warmth surrounding him - an overwhelming pleasure that threatens to drag him into his orgasm - the urgent desire to grab your hips and bounce you up and down fades and his whole body relaxes into the couch cushions, he swears he could fall asleep like this.

Until he hears sniffles and feels wet droplets on his shirt.

“What’s wrong baby?” he asks. He tries to lift you off of him, but you cling to his shoulders.

“Do you want daddy to pull out?”

You shake your head vehemently.

“What can daddy do for you, baby?”

“Stay,” you say, letting the pacifier fall from your lips, leaving a trail of spit.

“I’m not going anywhere,” he says, wiping the saliva that hangs from your mouth. He can’t go anywhere. He has the physical strength to move you, but not the mental fortitude. His love for you is bigger than any of his own desires.

You continue to cry, and begin to babble something incoherent.

“Do you need daddy to understand you?” Sometimes you want to talk through your feelings and sometimes you just want a hug.

You shake your head. Just the hug, it seems.

“You just wanna cry it out?”

“Yeah,” you choke out the word between your hiccuped cries.

“Oh, baby.” He knows it’s not about him, that what he’s doing is what you want, but seeing you cry kills him. He tried to steady his own breaths in an effort to get yours to even out as well. He rubs your back and shushes you, mumbling sweet nothings.

You agree to let him take you to bed and lie down so you can try to sleep so long as he agrees not to pull out. He spoons you while you hug a plushie and suck on your pacifier.

At some point during the night, you wake up, and Leon is still inside you, fully-hard. It feels good, tantalizing, really. He’s so close to rubbing against that special spot inside you.

It might not be ‘good girl behavior’ based on daddy’s rules, which include “you have to tell daddy if your princess parts feel funny,” but you don’t want to wake him. You decide to play with yourself a little bit, just rubbing your clit, simple, but effective. Too effective, it turns out. You find yourself writhing against Leon, clenching around him.

“Huh?” he says, groggily coming out of his slumber.

“Sorry, daddy,” you say, voice shaky, so close to the edge.

“You touchin’ yourself without daddy?”

“I couldn’t help it.” You try so hard to be good, but sometimes you fail. Your neediness only makes Leon love you more.

“I know, baby, it’s okay. When you feel all achy down there it’s hard to think, huh?”

“Can only think about daddy,” you confirm.

If only you could see Leon’s face. You’re so adorable he could cry. When he first woke up, he wanted to fuck you into oblivion, but now he wants to hold you for the rest of his life, keep you safe in his arms.

“Do you need daddy to help you with your princess parts, baby?”

“Need daddy’s help.” Duh. You always need daddy’s help.

When Leon rubs figure 8’s on your clit, you moan. You’re close to tears, but not the same kind you shed earlier. With the way you’re clenching around him, he can feel how close you are to cumming.

“Baby, do you want daddy to move?”

“No, it’s too much.”

Leon isn’t the slightest bit disappointed, he can’t be. Just hearing your moans when he does this for you is more than enough to satisfy him. You get tighter and wetter, and Leon begins to realize that he could cum like this.

His breath is heavy. “Sweet pea, you know you’re squeezing daddy real tight, right?”

“Yeah,” you say.

“Are you doing it on purpose?” He really can’t tell. Sometimes you’re sneaky like that, and given your track record - having broken one rule already - he can’t be sure.

“Mm-mm. Can’t help it.”

“You’re makin’ daddy feel really good when you do that. Gonna make me cum inside you.” He hopes the praise will quell whatever sadness landed you here in the first place.

“Can you give me a baby, daddy?” you ask.

Oh fuck. That’s it for Leon.

“You want me to put a baby in you?” His voice is deeper, heavier, he’s holding himself back from fucking you senseless.

“I want daddy’s baby in me.” You say it so flippantly, like you don’t understand the implication of the statement. A baby is just one of the dolls you push around in a plastic stroller. You can’t have a baby, you’re Leon’s baby.

But something primal inside Leon needs to breed you.

“Oh baby, you can’t say stuff like that. Daddy’s not gonna last.”

Your cunt has an iron grip around his cock, making it near impossible for him to pull out anyway. Your legs start to tremble before you gush around him.

You cry out “daddy,” once, the word elongated, and it flows seamlessly into a moan. You grasp the pillows, the sheets, anything in front of you since your arms can’t reach around and cling to Leon.

“Daddy’s right here, baby,” he says, trying to keep his voice steady and soothing, but it all ends with a groan, shameless, as he feels your slick coating his cock. It takes every bit of Leon’s strength not to move. He can’t help the steady pulses of his dick as he releases inside you. Like a clairvoyant, you push your hips back into Leon’s, slowly guiding him through his orgasm. Without thinking he thanks you through heavy breaths.

Leon walks into the bathroom and grabs a washcloth to wipe you down, but when he gets up to throw it in the hamper, you pull him towards you. “Baby,” he laughs, “I’ll be right back.”

But you don’t budge. Your greedy fingers find his soft cock, and you say, “I want it in me.”

“Sweet pea,” he says, cupping your cheek, “it’s not gonna go in right now.” You look distraught at the idea that his dick won’t do what you want. Leon would will it to go up for you if he could. “We can make it go up again later, but right now it’s tired.”

“I’m tired,” you say, empathizing with Leon’s dick.

“Yeah, I know. I can see that you’re tired, so we’re gonna go back to sleep, yeah?”

“Can I put it in my mouth, daddy?” He sighs and shakes his head, but a smile peeks through. He never expected his sweet little girl to be this obsessed with his dick. Half the time it’s an innocent affection, the kind you have for the rest of Leon.

“Okay, but only for a minute, baby. Daddy’s sensitive.”

You nod in understanding and gently take him into your mouth when he lies down. You don’t move, you just lie there with your head nuzzled in the space between his hips while he runs his fingers through your hair.

“Baby,” he whispers after a minute, but you don’t respond. He realizes, then, that you’ve fallen asleep with his limp dick hanging out of your mouth. As cute as it is, Daddy is selfish sometimes. He needs his baby, too.

He hoists you up so your head lies on his chest. “Daddy loves you,” he whispers as he kisses you on your temple. You don’t respond verbally, you’re too tired. Instead, you draw a heart with your index finger on his chest. He draws one in return on your back.

#leon kennedy smut #leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy smut #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy x reader

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banj0possum · 1 year

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I need more jock x reader with reader having a big attitude and shows big disinterest in Brandon🥰

Jock x Gn Reader pt. 3

there was also an anon who requested reader topping Brandon so ill add it in as well :3

🏈 You've been tutoring Brandon for a few weeks now. Even after he passed that english test, he insisted you'd tutor him even in other subjects.

🏈 Of course you didn't care because you never wanted to tutor him in the first place.

🏈 No matter how clear your explanations are, he never got it until an hour of guiding him step by step, it was terribly draining to you and the alone time you were supposed to spend instead of teaching a dumb jock like him what 2+2 was.

🏈 Despite you thinking he's all muscle and no brains, Brandon's pretty smart, he gotta keep his grades up for football somehow, but the more time he spent playing dumb, the more time he spent with you, zoning out of your cute face that gets upset when you notice him staring at you googly-eyed, snapping your fingers at him to wake him up.

🏈 He won't say it out loud, but he relished the thought of your annoyed face, it awoken a part of him that he didn't even know existed.

🏈 Brandon would spot you amongst the crowd during break periods and if he tried to tease you or mess with you, you'd give him a sharp glare, sometimes grabbing his wrist or arm to stop him from wrapping an arm around you or playing with your hair.

🏈 It aroused encouraged him honestly.

🏈 His friends would notice him talking and hanging out with you more often and would ask him about you, Brandon confessing his slight big crush on you.

🏈 They'd coach him, telling him sweet poems to write, pickup lines, gifts, gestures to make you notice him, even his friends' girlfriends would tell him things they felt would work with you.

🏈 He had a few tricks he used on girls to get with them, but they never worked with you, so he might as well try.

🏈 He'd try to impress you, lifting weights, working out, all to get your attention. A compliment, a glance, even a scoff over how much he's trying, please notice him!!!

🏈 You rarely did, but whenever you do, you'd go out of your way to push him off his high horse, lunches bought for you were repaid with you teasingly treating him to food, even feeding him which flustered him to no end.

🏈 Cheesy flirts were deflected towards him whenever you gave him little touches and the like. You made him feel so small, so inferior...he loved it.

🏈 You'd walk in the room, and he'd be in a strange pose looking at you come in, his head resting in his hand as he spread himself on your couch.

🏈 "Is it just me or did it just get hotter in here?"

🏈 But you paid no mind, in fact, you leaned over him, your hands supporting you on both sides of him evidently trapping him as his face goes red by you glaring at him. "Uh-uhm...wow, now it's actually getting hot in here..whew!"

🏈 You hated it, but his little moves started growing in you, eventually earning smiles and giggles from you as you hid your face from him, but you always scoffed and shoved him away afterwards.

🏈 But that changed when you heard from one of your friends that he turned down a girl who wanted to sleep with him. He'd never do that! Unless he already has someone in mind...oh no..

🏈 You tried your best to avoid him that day but of course he found you, he was about to spew out another pickup line when you grabbed him by his letterman jacket's collar and slammed him into the lockers, pinning him.

🏈 You asked if all along his flirting and gifts were all a ploy to get you to fuck him through seething teeth.

🏈 His sweat dropped as you pinned him, his face getting redder by the second.

🏈 He gets shy all of a sudden, looking down like a sad puppy, pulling at your heart. You sigh as you let go of him, walking away from him.

🏈 "One chance, my house." You say as you leave him there with his hand on the parts of his neck that got red from you grabbing his collar.

🏈 When he saw you leave, he pumped his fists in the air and ran to tell his friends you asked him out.

🏈 He drove to your house in the best clothes he had without making him seem desperate. He knocked on the door and you let him in. He's been to your house many times but never because of another reason than tutoring, this seemed more intimate to him somehow.

🏈 You sat him down and you two talked, if he really liked you, if he really wanted to be with you, if he really liked you not just for a one-night stand.

🏈 "Y-you really thought that?...Sorry it's just- I'm not good at this...actual relationships I mean..I know it sounds bad but-...yeah it is..but I really like you (Y/N)! You're smart and funny and awesome! and really cute..."

🏈 You never saw him so genuine, something in the way he sat so curtly, avoiding eye-contact with you, you knew he wasn't lying.

🏈 Your glare softened and a smile starts appearing on your face. You scoot nearer to him to ruffle his hair before pulling his head towards you for a kiss.

🏈 He melted into the kiss, putting a hand on your cheek, deepening the kiss.

🏈 You suddenly grab a chuck of his hair, pulling his head back. "If I find out this is all a joke, your ass is grass you hear me?"

🏈 b o n e r

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cindol · 14 days

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if ur requests are open can I request earthy black girl! reader x jjk men i love ur writing lots

jjk men and their earthy black gf !

jujutsu kaisen x black fem reader

incl — nanami kento , sukuna ryomen, gojo satoru, geto suguru and shiu kong .

cw + — established relationships, slightly suggestive with gojo, reader has locs, cult leader geto,

| NANAMI KENTO

he originally met you when saving you from a curse on your shoulder before it could develop and kill you in his usual bakery. It confused you when he tapped your shoulder and got you turning to him but he made up the excuse of swatting a fly away and ever since you developed a relationship with you.

Nanami’s favorite thing about you was how in touch you were with your roots and how you weren’t someone very big on technology, a simple tv and android does good for you and that’s just how he liked it with you.

Nanami's usual activity with you was to stroll through your garden with you just picking any fruit or veggie and in season flowers.

You always refuse to let him go without a meal after work. You always saw how drained he looked after work and tutted at that while prepping to cook.

“aye, just stay there baby. You’re crazy if you think I’ll let my boyfriend just go to bed without a meal.” saying it while getting ready to chop up some veggies and greens for a soup.

Your relationship with plants is what impressed, hearing you coo and sing at your venus flytrap while plopping a bug into it’s trapping mouth made him curious and intrigued.

“if you don’t mind me asking dear, what makes you sing to it?”

you were still humming while feeding the plant their bug of the day then stopped to answer.“a venus plant is a living thing, kento and living beings need some love and words of encouragement to grow, don't cha’ think?”

| SUKUNA RYOMEN

sukuna’s old school, always has been and always will be so your earthy nature wasn’t something he was bothered by. How natural you were with everything you did reminded him of his childhood in a way, always seeing his mother in their garden.

As earthy as you are he refused to let you garden in dirty gloves, he actually scoffed in disbelief seeing you in the gloves.” you needed a new pair of gloves you could’ve really told me woman.’’

You abruptly stopped to chuckle at your boyfriend.’’i’m not a materialistic person ‘kuna, these gloves of mine have done just their job for years.’’

Anything you say goes out one ear and the other for him.”nonsense, i refuse to have you garden in those unruly gloves, i’ll call uraume to pick up a pair of gardening gloves the nearest store i’m sure they won’t mind.’’

sukuna likes to see you in your most natural state. You liked to do some little glam, a little eyelashes and lip gloss but he liked when you were all natural. To him, seeing your brunette colored locs in a ponytail and you in your dark green robe showing some cleavage was his favorite sight of you when you entered the kitchen.

sukuna not being careful of his own health doesn’t slide around him. a simple cough or wound makes you immediately take any herbs and first aid kit out.

“uraume won’t be here always to take care of you ‘kuna, you gotta let me take care of you.”

when you try to put an evil eye necklace around his necklace a loud roar of laughter comes from his mouth.“No damn necklace will protect me of all people from any bad spirit.”

| SATORU GOJO

After a long day with his students he enjoyed being with you. When he enters your house you shush up whatever ranting he’s gonna ramble about the elders.

“Let's just forget all of that, yeah? I think a nice fresh water bath would do you some good today.” whilst shutting him up and taking off his black blindfold.

gojo enjoyed bathing with you just to have a front row to see how you untie your locs and see them drop down to your back along with your towel to show your….assets.

gojo liked how natural you were down to your hair. When he asked for you to dye your hair the same color as his he was excited to see your once brown locs now a snow white color in your black headwrap.

“thought hair dye went against like, the earthy thing?”

a small tittering sound came from your mouth at that.“Henna hair dye. The earth has many resources satoru.”

| SUGURU GETO

suguru appreciates how down to earth you are, he sees it as a good influence on his girls. Being a cult leader can be taxing and takes up much of his time so when you’re around to remind them they’re not so alone when geto’s on cult leader duties it makes him happy.

when you both are alone in his master bedroom hearing how you spent the day with the girls picking tender plump fruits from the family garden and putting them into your hand made wooden baskets to bring home.

geto isn't one to restrict how you choose to dress. He’ll gladly wear his yukata with a gold kasaya garment while you walk around the place in a strapless knitted olive green dress and knitted white long sweater, and whoever has an issue with it can take it up with him

#jjk x black reader #jjk x black y/n #jjk x black!fem reader #jjk x reader fluff #jjk x y/n #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen x black reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jujutsu kaisen x you #jjk x fem!reader

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callsign-rogueone · 6 months

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this is me trying - b.s.

Brennan Sorrengail x reader when life gets to be too much, there will always be one person you can turn to. [request] 🎧: “Maybe I don’t quite know what to say, but I’m here in your doorway, I just wanted you to know, that this is me trying,” — this is me trying, Taylor Swift words: 584 🏷: no Iron Flame spoilers, just Bren taking care of his girl when she’s sad. slice of life. I left it kinda vague, so you can decide if it’s Duchess or not (reader is part of the revolution, but that’s it). this may be the fastest I’ve ever completed a request. life has also been a lot for me lately, and I gotta take care of my bbs when they’re sad!! plus, it’s Brennan, so 🥰

You knock on the doorframe gently, hesitant.

Brennan sighs, looking up from the parchment, clearly exhausted. “Hi, love.”

“Hi,” you manage, immediately regretting the decision to come up here and interrupt his work; the unfinished incident reports strewn across his desk, the foot-tall stack of books unread, multiple letters from your allies across the continent that need to be replied to…

He recognizes the look on your face, the crack in your voice as you try to hold it together; he knows you’re going to cry. “Whoa, hey,” he soothes, softening instantly. “Are you hurt?”

You shake your head no, feeling silly — you aren’t hurt, just overwhelmed and tired. He has so much on his plate already, without you and your emotions distracting him from his duties. You should have sorted this out yourself, or found someone else to confide in. “It’s nothing, really. I should go, I’m sorry..."

He sees straight through your excuse, using that gentle but firm tone he takes with you when you get like this, the one that tells you he won’t take no for an answer. “It’s clearly something. Talk to me.”

“I don’t know what it is. Life’s just been a lot lately,” you sniff, still trying to hold in your tears. You squeeze your hands together in an attempt to comfort yourself from where you still stand in the doorway of the office.

He feels a wash of guilt — he’s hardly seen you this week, too preoccupied with his responsibilities as an army Major to think of his responsibilities as a partner.

“C’mere,” he coaxes, setting down the paper and opening his arms.

You move to stand in front of his chair, letting him settle you across his lap, your knees draped over one of the armrests.

You’re so glad that you’d convinced him to replace that rickety wooden thing with something much more comfortable; a tall upholstered armchair that can support the weight of two people like this. You already feel better as you rest against the warm muscle of his chest, his arms wrapping around you to hold you close.

“M’sorry,” you whisper, “I know you were busy…”

He shushes you softly. “Don’t apologize, sweetheart. I’ll never be too busy to hold my girl.”

A tear finally falls as you realize that you were wrong, that it wasn’t stupid to feel this way, that you’re not bothering him. He brushes it away with a gentle sweep of his thumb.

“You can always come to me when you feel like this, no matter what I’m doing. I love you so much, my beautiful girl,” he soothes, rubbing your back. “My brilliant, compassionate, sharp, kind, strong girl.”

“Half of those words mean the same thing,” you mumble into his shoulder, though you really do appreciate the affirmations, the reassurance that he’s here for you.

He laughs softly. “There she is. Now, why don’t we find ourselves some dinner?”

He feels your grip on his shirt tighten ever so slightly, your head nuzzling into his neck.

“Can we just stay like this for a while?” you ask quietly, not wanting to leave his arms.

“Of course, my love.”

He finally relaxes into the plush upholstery, sighing deeply. He’d needed this more than he realized, needed your softness and the gentle pressure of you leaning into him to drain the stress away.

The paperwork can wait until tomorrow — the revolution will survive another day without it being completed, and he has more important things to do right now.

#brennan sorrengail #brennan sorrengail x reader #fourth wing #fourth wing x reader #mine #Brennan and Duchess #perhaps

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intoxicated-chan · 8 months

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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐 ║ ❝𝐘𝐨𝐮❜𝐯𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭❞

(A/n) ➳ I’m planning for the next chapter to be a longer one, I’m working on my writing on smut and testing out a couple of things. If you guys wanna be added to the Taglist you can check it out HERE.

Word Count ➳ 1.3k

Content Warnings ➳ Sexual content, p-in-v, overstimulation, swearing, praising, pet names (darlin’), mentions of dangerous situations, TERRIBLE FLIRTING…

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YOU REMEMBERED ROCKING YOUR HIPS BACK AND FORTH.

Throwing your head back as your mouth opened to let out another loud moan as your orgasm came crashing down on you.

You must’ve been on the fifth… Seventh? Maybe more? You lost count, Daryl made you lose count.

He was brutal, ruthless, fucking you over and over again. Yet you had no complaints.

All night, you were worried about something you shouldn’t have to be worried about. He made you lose your mind, losing yourself, and letting go in the pleasure.

“Let me hear ya.”

“Gotta be patient for me.”

“Jus’ like tha’.”

“Doin’ a good job for me.”

Your body went limp for a second but it didn’t stop Daryl from slowing down, he kept your sweaty body close to his, thrusting his hips up as his arms wrapped around you.

“Daryl!” You whined, chanting his name like a mantra.

“Goin’ weak on me?” He grunted.

You attempted to shake your head, your no getting cut off by another gasp.

“One more, gimme one more.” As if he didn’t say that hours ago. Daryl knew what he was doing, driving you to the edge each time.

Daryl pushed you onto your back, your head hanging off the bed, his hands moved to clutch your waist.

Your hands come to his chest, hooking your legs around him. “Please, Daryl!” Starting to feel overwhelmed.

“Ya can take it, darlin’.”

You sat at the table, a cup of freshly brewed coffee in your hands. Daryl left in the early hours of the morning, giving you a vague answer as he left your apartment.

Amy came into the kitchen, as she had come over to your place an hour after Daryl left. She saw you sitting in silence but she could see it in your eyes.

“So, spill it.” Amy smirked, pouring herself a cup of coffee from the pot. “How was the night with Mr. Leather jacket mysterious man?”

You let out a small laugh, feeling your face warm up. “He was… Different. Excitin’. He ain’t like anyone before.”

Any leaned against the counter, bringing the hot cup to her lips, careful not to burn herself. “Different how?”

You paused, trying to find the right words. “He’s… He’s unpredictable. B-But in a good way! It brings this energy into my life, fillin’ what was missin’ in my life.”

Amy lifted an eyebrow. “All that from one night? A couple of hours?” Her voice filled with concern and suspicion. “And Shane? He’s crazy about you.”

“I-I know, but I know if I’m with Shane. It’ll be somethin’ I don’t want to settle, especially settle for him. I don’t want that.”

Amy slowly nodded. “But (Y/n), I’ve seen too many girls in my college choose the adrenaline life over a safety net given to them and most of the time, it doesn't end well.”

You opened your mouth to speak but Amy’s groan interrupted you. “Shit. I gotta go before my professor docks my damn grades.” She took the cup with her as she rushed to your door. “Remember! Tell Shane you don’t want him!”

“I’ll try!”

“You will! I don’t wanna hear you complaining about him!”

You happily waved her off, letting her leave with your cup. But you knew she would come back with it, wouldn’t be the first time.

You stood with a huff, walking to the kitchen to dump the rest of your coffee down the kitchen drain.

You turned on the faucet to wash the cup, a knock startling you. You turned the faucet off and headed to your door to look through the peephole.

You grumbled, seeing Shane on the other side. You debated for a moment but decided to open the door to him.

“Hey.” Shane greeted you, his hat in his hands. It seemed like he was fumbling with it.

“What are you doin’ here Shane?” You asked him. “Thought you had work.”

“I was in the neighborhood. Did you get my voicemail?”

Right… He was calling you back when you were in the club, probably calling you when you were getting screwed by Daryl.

“Sorry. I had a rough night.”

“Is it alright if I come in? I jus’ wanna talk.”

You stepped aside, letting him come in and take a seat at the table. You closed the door and locked it.

You sat as well, feeling the atmosphere become tense. You were unsure how to start the conversation or if you wanted to talk at all.

Shane cleared his throat, setting his hat down on the table. “I, uh, wanted to talk to ‘bout the yesterday mornin’.”

“Right…” You knew where the conversation was going to go or how it was going to end. Better to say it now, you don’t want this biting you in the ass. “Shane-”

“Maybe they’re onto somethin’.” Shane immediately said, leaning in. “We’ve known each other for so long. I care ‘bout you, (Y/n).” He then took your hand, holding it tightly. “I want my future to have you in it.”

Your eyes shifted around the room, Shane’s eyes to the table, the door, and the coat rack. “I don’t know, I-I mean, I see where you’re comin’ from but-”

Disappointment was clear across his face. “But? But what? We have somethin’ special between us, don’t you want that?”

You started to panic, your eyes coming back to him. “I do but-!”

“But what?” He repeated. “Is it time you want? I ain’t a patient man. Jus’ give me a night, a chance, I’ll show you-”

Your phone ringing cut him off.

You pulled it out and saw the caller ID, an unknown number.

“Go, take the call.” Shane’s tone was cold, he reluctantly released your hand.

You retreated to your bedroom, shutting the door quietly. You opened the phone and brought it to your ear. “…Hello?”

“Daryl.” You heard him over the phone. “Nearly thought you lost yer voice.” He laughed.

“How did you get my number?”

“It don’t matter. Ya free tonight, midnight?”

You were taken aback by the invitation Daryl gave you. “Uh, yeah… Why?”

“I’m taking ya ridin’.” Daryl replied.

A smile formed on your lips, nearly calming you. “That sounds great.”

After a few more words, you put your phone back in your pocket and came out of your room. When you returned to the kitchen, Shane was gone. You sighed, ashamed.

Amy was going to have your head.

You hurriedly got ready, opting to wear loose-fitting clothing such as a skirt and a v-neck lace blouse. You’ve been wanting to wear it for a while but never got the chance to.

With a glance and a posing session in front of the mirror to test if the outfit was good or if you would need to change for the hundredth time. You grabbed your jacket and keys and headed out the door.

You heard a rumble of a motorcycle engine, it got louder as you made your way to the parking lot.

You spotted Daryl leaning against his sleek motorcycle, a grin across his face.

“Right on time.” Daryl commented, feeling his eyes on you.

“Wouldn’t want to keep you waiting.” You replied you couldn’t help but smile widely. “You ready to take me for a ride, Judas?”

Daryl handed you a helmet, his fingers brushing against yours. “Only if ya can handle another one, darlin’.” He teased you.

Taking the helmet, you shot him a playful glare as you secured it in place. You swung your leg, and straddled the seat, finding his waist to hold.

“Hold on.” Daryl warned you. “Wouldn’t want ya fallin’ for me too soon.”

He pulled out of the parking lot and onto the open road, the air suddenly whipping through your hair.

You gasped at the sudden speed, your heart nearly pounding out of your chest…

Amy can get your head later.

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hinakazino · 2 years

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Meeting their future kid! || Angel, Aki

Summary: Meeting their future child they had with you!! Or, in which your child with them somehow lands in the past for awhile.

Context: This is before an established relationship, the kids a teen here. Oh and (C/N) stands for your Childs name.

Warnings: SPOILERS (mainly on Aki’s part), none, just fluff.

— angel devil

Honestly, he’s shocked. Literally thinking what? That’s impossible. Touching him shortens one’s lifespan! He didn’t have a lover either, humans and even devils didn’t interest him- So how is it possible that he has a child?

But he couldn’t deny it either, the girl standing in front of him looked like him. She carried the same features, like the red hair and had wings just like him. There wasn’t a halo though, and he could instantly tell she was a hybrid.

“Dad!”, his daughters voice snapped him out of his thoughts. He hadn’t even realized that he’d completely zoned out. Angel had no idea what to say, but listened as his daughter spoke. “Dad, I know this is quite shocking, but I’m really your kid, my names (C/N),” she said.

It seems that from this Angel regained his composure, he didn’t like beating around the bush anyway. So he asked straightforward, “who is your mother?” “Y/n,” and it clicks. He’d seen you around, and you were his recently assigned partner.

“Um.. you can ask any question you want dad, don’t worry I’ll answer!” your daughter says as she grabs his bare hand to take him to sit. Angels terrified and instantly slaps his daughters hand away. “Woah woah- sorry, I forgot to say, dad I’m immune to your curse!” she says.

His face shows skepticism, but he sits down next to her and he finds himself apologizing. “Sorry..What’s it like in the future?” he asks. “No worries! Oh well, you and mom are basically retired devil hunters. You still go on the job but you get 4 days off now."

He watches as his daughter talks with enthusiasm, and finds himself softly smiling when she says, “happy to hear right dad? Mom says you didn’t like fighting or working much.” Angel feels that he quite enjoys the thought of a future with you and his daughter, it was just truly too good.

Angel then wonders on, "what is it that you do?" he asks. He watches as his daughter responds, "I'm a devil hunter too- but you don't have to worry because I'm pretty strong!!" "Really?" he says. "Yeah! You know you still always have that look on your face father, I'm not a baby anymore," your daughter states proudly.

Angel chuckles at this, as he realizes that his future won't be a lonely one. He won’t be alone anymore, he has his own family. It was in that moment that another thought had occurred to him, my touch drains others lifespan so how strange is it that we were able to have offspring?

Before he could ask though, your daughters time was up. "Sorry dad, I gotta go, this mechanism that got me here doesn't last long," she says. "Ah, no it's okay, stay safe," angel says. "One last thing though! Mom said to give you this, she said it may solve a question you have."

He watches as his daughter hands him a note, and stiffens when she hugs him. Angel finds himself slowly recuperating the hug, hands softly placing themselves on his daughters back, it felt foreign to him. When his daughter had left, he had opened the note.

'From Y/N.

Angel I know you're probably wondering this, so what we did was ...'

Angel blushed, rather his whole face became flushed as he finished reading the note. He could tell that you knew him fairly well since this answered his question exactly, and when he saw you later that day he couldn't stop the thoughts constantly popping up in his head.

— aki

Aki was more so surprised he lived long enough to actually have his own family, but the point that it happened was pleasant to him. He’d lost every person that was there for him in his childhood. Aki felt a sense of warmth knowing that he’d become someone who was now there for others.

Truthfully the idea that a devil hunter lasted in public safety more than 7 years was considered celebratory and it was no secret why. Having a family on top of that? That’s quite the achievement.

But there’s a lot of questions he has, who is his lover? The mother of his child, what’s life like? Has a lot changed? What about Denji and Power, how are they doing? His curiosity shows itself on his face and his son starts off.

“Soooooo, dad like I said I’m your kid and it’s a lot to take in, but I know you have a lot of questions so ask away,” his son says. The kid looks like Aki for sure, he stares at his child’s face and offers a smile. Aki signals for his son to sit down next to them and a father-son talk ensues. “What’s your name kid?” he asks.

“I’m (C/N), and I’m pretty old now,” his son responds. Aki can feel a sense of annoyance, but not with any dislike. “I call you kid a lot huh?” “So you do realizes that you overuse the word,” his son says matter-of-factly. Aki chuckles and continues on, “Yeah uh, who is my lover?”

“Y/n,” and it makes sense, Aki’s noticed your recent starting at him. It wasn’t unwelcome, he could tell you were looking at him with admiration he just didn’t know it was much more. You were his recently assigned partner, one he was tasked to train.

“Mmh, what’s life like?” he asks, trying to sound casual. Aki’s face heated up as it started to settle in that you were a big part of his future. “You and mom are retired married devil hunters, both of you do get called on missions sometimes but it’s really just living and doing normal stuff now,” your son responds.

Aki felt relieved that he let go of his revenge. “How are power and denji?” he asks. “Uncle and Auntie are doing fine, they’re both still in the devil hunting business, you can bet they’re annoying the heck outta me,” your son says sighing. Aki can only smile hearing this.

Everything felt so perfect, he still couldn’t grasp that this was what his future was like. “You decided to be a devil hunter,” Aki comments softly, he genuinely felt slight concern hearing this since he himself has seen many of his coworkers lose their lives.

He watches as, (C/N), his sons face shifts to one of pride. “You don’t have to worry about me father, I know what I’m doing, I got taught by the best of the best after all,” he says. Aki feels proud to hear this, he’s glad knowing that this wasn’t something he pushed on his son. This actually made his curiosity spike again, what about the gun devil, makima, or the agency at his sons time?

“I- I just want to confirm some more, I didn’t force you into devil hunting right? I know I do dislike gun devil and all, what about miss makima-” Aki stops talking as his son cuts him off. “Dad this is my decision, for real, and I don’t know what you’re talking about? The gun devils captured during your time and it’s last appearance was to take down the control devil, Makima,” your son says while shrugging.

Aki couldn't help feeling confused, he had been given no time to ponder over this revelation though, as his son announced his retreat. "Sorry, I've got to go back to my time now father," his son says. Aki feels saddened by this but before he lets his kid go, he makes sure to give him a good hug.

"I'm proud of you, and tell your mom I'm on my way to see her," he says ruffling up his sons hair. He stand there watching as his son laughs and heads on his way with a soft wave.

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waitimcomingtoo · 2 years

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The Great War

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Synopsis: Peters double life causes serious strain on your relationship

Masterlist

Peters's knuckles were bruised like violets when walked into campus one chilly Monday morning. He flexed his aching hands a few times before hiding them in his pockets so no one could see them. He sat beside you in his morning lecture class and cupped your face to kiss you hello, momentarily forgetting about his bruised knuckles.

“Oh my God. What happened to you?” You gasped and took Peters hand.

“Huh? Oh that? I, uh, I fell.” Peter quickly lied and withdrew his hand.

“You fell? On your knuckles?” You laughed in confusion. Peter began to panic when he saw the skeptical look on your face.

“Yeah. It’s this technique I learned online. Instead of using your hands it break your fall, you use your knuckles. Its better for your wrists since they won’t feel the impact. It’s called the Donkey Kong.“ Peter exclaimed as his eyes darted to the side. You gave him a strange look before taking his hand to look at his knuckles again.

“I don’t know, Petey. These are really bruised. It looks like you punched someone. Like, a bunch of times. Just a rain of punches. Over and over. Like this.” You said as you punched the air back and forth as if you were fighting someone. Peter felt his face get hot as you described exactly how he had gotten those bruises.

“What? What situation would I be in that I would be doing something like that? That’s crazy? What a silly girl you are. A real silly Billy.” Peter laughed nervously as he tried to deflect you. It backfired as his odd behavior only made you more suspicious.

“You okay?”

“I’m great. I gotta go study for my gym test. Love you. Bye.” Peter quickly kissed you before running away. As much as he hated lying to you, he knew he had to do it to conceal his double life. But lately, it was getting harder and harder to keep you in the dark about his Spiderman duties. You were growing more and more suspicious of his behavior, all while Peter was feeling more and more guilty about lying to you.

You were in Peters bedroom a few days later with open textbooks and notes all around you. You were supposed to be studying for an upcoming exam together but Peter could barely focus on anything but the fuzzy little shorts you had on. He knew you were freezing but wanted to wear them anyway because you thought the snowflake pattern was cute, and that made it all the more adorable to him.

“Why is it so cold in here?” You asked and rubbed your hands together.

“Oh, thanks for asking. It’s because my landlord hates us.” Peter said with a cheery smile. You laughed at him before getting off his bed to go to his closet.

“Is it okay if I grab a sweatshirt?” You looked over your shoulder at him as you opened his closet doors. Peter saw his Spiderman suit hanging right in the middle of his closet and felt the color drain from his face.

“Don’t in there!” He exclaimed as he spun you around and shut the closet doors behind him. You gave him a strange look and Peter immediately regretted his reaction.

“Sorry. It’s just really messy in there and I don’t want you to see it.” Peter lied.

“Oh. Okay.” You nodded but didn’t sound like you believed him. Peter grabbed a hoodie off the back of his desk chair and weakly held it out to you.

“Here. And if you’re still cold, we could get under the covers.” Peter said with a cheeky smile.

“I like the sound of that.” You smiled in return before leaning in to kiss him. Peter slipped an arm around your waist and easily lifted you off the ground. He brought you over to his bed and laid you down on it without ever breaking the kiss. You made out on his bed for a little while until something out the window caught your eye.

“Oh no. it snowing?” You asked and sat up a little. Peter pulled his curtain back and saw the flurry of snowflakes being lit up my the streetlights.

“Oh yeah. It is.”

“Ugh. Now I have to walk home in the snow.” You groaned and flopped back down onto his pillow.

“No way. I can’t let you do that. I’ll steal Mays car keys and drive you home.” Peter offered and he laid down on top of you and rested his chin on your chest. You started to play with his curls until an idea came into your mind.

“Or I could just sleep over.” You timidly suggested. Peters heart began to beat in his chest as he picked his head up to see if you were serious.

“Really? You want to?” He asked hopefully.

“Yeah. I want to.” You nodded before pulling him back down into a kiss. You started to make out again, tugging off articles of each others clothes every now and then. Peter slipped his finger through yours and squeezed your hand as he deepened the kiss. He knew that you sleeping over for the first time meant it would be the first time for something else too and he couldn’t contain his excitement. He smiled against your lips but was suddenly disturbed by his police radio going off. Peter jumped off of you and threw a pillow at it before you could hear the crime it had picked up on.

“What was that?” You wondered.

“It’s my birth control alarm. I’ll be right back.” Peter quickly got off of you, grabbed his police radio, and bolted to the bathroom. Once he was inside, he sat on the toilet and turned the volume down so that he could hear what was going on.

“We need all units, I repeat we need all units on the corner of 22nd and 13th Ave. We have reports of an ongoing bank robbery. Possible hostages inside.” Peter heard over the radio. He hung his head in defeat before getting up to look in the mirror.

“Okay Parker. You could lose your virginity tonight or you could go save New York. Which is it?” He asked his reflection. He stared at himself for a long time but couldn’t decide.

“Why should I have to go? The police probably have it covered. Besides, I have a beautiful girl in my bed right now who is expecting mediocre sex right now that only I can deliver.” He reminded himself. As much as he wanted to believe that, he couldn’t help but feel guilty about not going to stop the robbery.

“I’m a good little boy. I get good grades. I’m nice to old people. I respect women. And I protect New York every single day. I can take one night off. I deserve to get laid tonight.” He decided. He slapped his cheeks a few times to psyche himself up and was about to leave the bathroom when he thought of the night Ben died. It had happened because of a robbery and tonight, Peter had the opportunity to stop anyone else from losing an uncle the way he did. He looked at himself in the mirror again and sighed.

“Not tonight, kid. The only way you’re getting laid is if you crawl up a chickens ass and wait.” He made his final decision before leaving the bathroom. You were sitting up on his bed in your bra and sweatpants with hair still messy from Peters hands. It took everything in Peters power not to jump right back into the bed with you and ignore the radio, but he knew he’d never be able to live with himself if he did.

“Is everything okay?” You asked when you noticed his face.

“I’m sorry, lover. I don’t think you should sleep over tonight.” He said as he looked at the ground in shame.

“Oh. You don’t want me to?” You asked and Peter could hear the disappointment in your voice. He watched you sheepishly reach for your discarded shirt and pull it over your head, making him feel even worse.

“Of course I do. Trust me, it’s not you. It’s me. There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you.” He said as his eyes flickered over to his closet. If he pulled his suit out and told you he had to go stop a bank robbery, you would understand why he was kicking you out.

“I…I’m…” He continued to look at his closet as he struggled to get the words out. He sighed in defeat after a minute and looked at the ground.

“I’m a bed wetter.” He lied, immediately squeezing his eyes shut in regret.

“Oh. Really?” You asked in concern as you got off his bed.

“Yeah. It’s chronic. I have to sleep on plastic sheets and everything. And I just don’t want to risk you getting peed on.” He continued to lie, feeling worse about it with every word he said.

“Have you seen a doctor about it? Is it an anxiety thing?”

“Yeah. It’s been happening the last couple of years.”

“You mean since Ben passed?” You said sympathetically and put your hands on Peters shoulders to comfort him. He could barely believe that you not only believed his lie, but were helping it sound more believable.

“Yeah. The doctor said that’s the most likely cause.” He nodded his head without looking at you.

“Oh, honey.” You said quietly as you pulled him into a hug. Peter felt horrible for accepting your comfort after lying to you. He expected you to laugh at him, but you were nothing but understanding and somehow that made lying feel so much worse.

“Thank you for sharing that with me. I’m sure it wasn’t easy.” You said once you pulled out of the hug.

“You have no idea.” Peter mumbled and felt a knot in his stomach.

“I should probably get going before the snow gets worse.” You said with a sad smile. Peter sighed and wanted nothing more than to tell you to stay.

“Yeah. I could walk you?”

“That’s okay. I’ll be fine.” You gave him a tight smile as you put on your jacket. He could tell you were disappointed that you hadn’t gone all the way tonight and he felt just as upset about it. It was times like these that he resented the night he was bitten and wished he could just be a normal person.

“Okay, love. Get home safe.”

“I always do.” You said before kissing him goodbye.

Peter sighed and stressfully tugged at his hair once you were gone. He could feel the strain he was putting on your relationship and worried how much more of this you could take. Even though he was going through something and needed to think things through, he put on his Spiderman suit and swung out to the crime scene.

Peter was relived when you invited him over the next night to hang out at your apartment. You told him your mom was off at some company holiday party so you would have the apartment to yourselves for the evening. You put on a festive movie and watched the first 15 minutes before climbing into Peters lap to kiss him. You made out on your couch until your phone buzzed on the couch, interrupting the moment.

“Hang on. It’s my mom.” You said as you read the text.

“How’s her office party going?” Peter asked as he drummed his fingers on your waist.

“Good. But she said there’s no cabs so she’s gonna sleep over a friends house tonight. She won’t be back until dinner time tomorrow.”

“Really? So you have the place to yourself tonight?”

“No. We have the place to ourselves.” You smiled as you dropped your phone on the couch.

“Well. What should we do?” Peter played dumb as he slipped a hand behind your head to pull you closer.

“I have no idea.” You replied before closing the gap between you and kissing him again. Your make out session resumed and Peter was room gripping the seat of the couch as you trailed kisses down his neck.

“Stay the night.” You said between kisses. Peter found himself nodding before he realized what he was doing. He pulled away from the kiss and let out a deep sigh, knowing he had to disappoint you again.

“I can’t. I’m a bed wetter, remember?” He said and sat back on the couch.

“It’s okay. Just don’t drink anything else tonight and pee before you go to sleep.” You said as you climbed back into his lap and started to trail kisses down his neck. Peter clenched his fist as you made it harder and harder to leave you.

“I’ve tried that. I’ll still pee.”

“I’ll take the chance.” You said and pulled him into another kiss. Peter could feel himself getting sucked in and knew he had to stop before he ended up staying the night. He pulled away to tell you he had to go, but you spoke before he got a chance to.

“I just want to know what it’s like to fall asleep in your arms and wake up next to you. Don’t you want that?” You whispered against his lips.

“More than anything.”

“Good. Plus if you stay, we could…” You trailed off and leaned down to kiss him again. Peter kissed you back and temporarily forgot all about his responsibilities as Spiderman. He was somehow presented with another opportunity to go all the way with you and knew he couldn’t disappoint you like he did last time.

“Please stay.” You whispered against his mouth. Peter looked at you and was nearly about to give in, but knew he couldn’t live with himself if he stayed the night and something ended up happening that he wasn’t there to stop.

“I want to stay. You have no idea how much I want to stay. But I just can’t.” He told you. You nodded your head in disappointment and slid off his lap to sit beside him on the couch. There was an awkward silence between the two of you as neither knew what to do now. Finally, Peter turned his head so that he could look at you.

“I know I can’t stay the night, but we could still…” He trailed off and gave you a knowing look.

“I’m really tired actually. I think I’m gonna go to sleep.” You said and got off the couch. Peter sighed and hung his head in defeat, knowing he had once again blown it with you. He stood up and pulled you into a hug, trying to silently convey an apology.

“I would stay if I could.”

“Yeah, I know.” You replied, but he knew you weren’t convinced.

“Goodnight. I love you.” He said weakly as you trudged towards your bedroom.

“Love you too.” You replied and shut your door behind you. The absence of the “I” was not lost on Peter as he got up to leave. He gave your door one last look before going out into the cold.

When Peter saw you on campus the next day, he went up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. He rested his head on your shoulder and pressed a kiss to your neck, feeling you relax in his arms.

“I’m sorry about last night.” He mumbled in your ear.

“No, Peter, I’m sorry. I was upset that you left but I wasn’t even thinking about how you felt. I’m sure it’s hard for you to sleep outside of your own bed with your condition and I definitely didn’t make it any easier. And I’m also sorry if you felt pressured to, you know…”You said with an embarrassed smile.

“I didn’t feel pressured. I really wanted to. I swear, I did.” He assured you.

“Really?” You asked for reassurance.

“Are you kidding me? It’s literally all I think about.” Peter told you, making you crack a smile. You wrapped your arms around him and rested your head on his heartbeat to thank him for the reassurance.

“I was starting to feel like you didn’t want me like that.” You admitted, making Peters stomach drop. He knew his lies were affecting your relationship but he hadn’t realized they effected your self esteem too.

“I do. I want you so badly every waking hour of the day. I’m just nervous, okay? You’re my first girlfriend and I don’t want to mess this up. It’s way too important to me.”

“I understand that. I don’t want to mess this up either. And maybe we could try again today. My mom is still at her friends house.”

“You want to try again?” He asked hopefully. “During the daytime?”

“Yeah. I’ve heard it’s possible.” You chuckled and pulled out of the hug.

“Okay. Yeah. That would be amazing. Let’s do that.” Peter nodded eagerly, in disbelief that he was getting so many chances with you.

“Perfect.” You smiled. “I know you’re done with class for the day so I’ll text you after my last one and then you can come over.”

“Can’t wait.” Peter grinned and leaned down to kiss you.

While Peter waited for you to get out of class, he invited Ned over to calm his nerves. He was looking in the mirror and perfecting his hair while Ned sat on his bed.

“So you guys are actually gonna do it? You’re gonna lose your virginity?” Ned asked as he fumbled with a rubix cube from Peters desk.

“Yeah. Todays the today.” Peter sighed happily. “It almost happened a few times but I kept having to leave to take care of a crime.”

“Wow. Do you know what you’re doing?”

“No. Not at all. But I think I should be able to figure it out pretty quickly.” Peter said, sounding unconvinced.

“Yeah. It shouldn’t be too hard. You just put the magic wand into the wizard sleeve and-“

“Oh my God.” Peter cut him off. “Please don’t refer to my girlfriend as a wizard sleeve.”

“Why not?” Ned genuinely wondered. Peter was not longer listening as he had pulled out his phone to text you that he’d be over soon. Before he got the chance, he got a news alert that threw a wrench in his plans.

“Fuck.” Peter groaned once he read the headline.

“What’s wrong?”

“There was a ten car pile up on 33rd street. It says multiple people are trapped in their cars.”

“Oh shit. Dude, you gotta get down there.”

“I know. But what am I gonna tell Y/n?” Peter sighed as his thumbs danced over the keyboard.

“Just tell her you’re sick.” Ned shrugged.

“I always give her that excuse. How many times is she gonna believe I randomly fell ill before a date?” Peter genuinely wondered.

“I know you want to see her. But this matters more. She’s understand if she knew what you were doing.” Ned reminded him.

“I know. But she doesn’t know what I’m doing. And it’s really straining our relationship. I don’t know how many more last minute cancellations she’s gonna put up with.” Peter nervously admitted as he typed out an excuse to you.

“I’m so sorry baby! can we please reschedule our plans? my stummy hurt😔” He texted you and anxiously waited for a response. He felt horrible lying but had no other choice at this point.

“oh no honey :( did you eat the whole box of wheat thins again??? I know you love them but eating the whole box only hurts us both” You texted back. Peter was initially relived that you weren’t mad but then felt his guilt worsen over the fact that you were so understanding when he was lying to you.

“I know I should’ve listened to you 💀 I have really bad wheat thin cramps right now 😵‍💫🤢🧥😩” He texted you again, burying himself further in the lie.

“poor baby :( I can come over and take care of you”

Peter read your text and groaned in frustration, knowing this meant he had to lie even more.

“It’s really bad 💀 you shouldn’t see me like this. you’ll never find me attractive again”

“ok baby <3 text me if you need anything. and feel better. I love you !!” You texted him back. Peter chewed his bottom lip as his guilt chewed him back. He reluctantly tossed his phone onto his bed and looked at Ned.

“Did you have plans tonight? I think I’m gonna need my guy in the chair.” Peter said as he pulled his Spiderman suit out of his closet. Ned’s eyes lit up as he proudly stood up from Peters bed.

“Let’s go eat some ass.” Ned said with determination.

“Wait what? Whose ass are we eating? And why?”

“Sorry. I wanted to say a cool one liner before we went. I meant to say let’s go kick some ass.” Ned corrected himself.

“Who’s ass are we kicking? We’re helping car crash victims. Why would we kick them?” Peter reminded him as he pressed the center of his suit to tighten it.

“Can we just go?” Ned sighed in defeat.

“Yeah. Let’s go.”

The next day, you trudged into your morning class and plopped into the seat next to Ned.

“Good morning.” Ned greeted you.

“Is it?” You grumbled and dropped your bag on the ground.

“Damn. What’s got you in such a mood?”

“My mom didn’t want me driving after that huge pile up last night so she made me walk to campus. My legs feel like they’re gonna fall off.” You groaned and rested your head on your desk.

“She honestly did you a favor. You know it was caused by this huge patch of ice? The paramedics kept sliding on it when they tried to help people out of their cars.”

“How do you know that?” You asked as you picked your head up off the desk.

“Peter and I saw it.” Ned told you. “It was pretty bad.”

“You and Peter were there? Last night?” You asked as your stomach dropped.

“Yeah. Peter asked me to come with him to….” Ned trailed off when he saw the look on your face. Before Ned could ask what was wrong, Peter took a seat beside you. You had a sense you’d been betrayed as you slowly turned to look at Peter.

“Hey guys. What’s up?” Peter asked and leaned in to kiss you.

“You said your stummy hurt.” You said and pushed him away.

“What?” Peter laughed in confusion.

“Oh shit.” Ned covered his hand with his mouth when he realized what he had done.

“You lied to me?” You whispered in disbelief as you got out of your seat. You didn’t wait for Peter to respond and ran out of the classroom.

“Wait. I can explain.” Peter said as he ran after you. You ran down the hallway but Peter was faster than you.

“Lover, wait, please.” Peter pleaded as he caught up to you.

“Are you cheating on me?” You blurted as you wiped around to face Peter.

“What? Cheating on you?” Peter laughed in surprise.

“You’re laughing at me?” You asked as tears slid down your face.

“No, no, I’m not honey I swear. It’s just, do you really think it’s possible that I could get two girls to like me at the same time? Getting you to like me was a total miracle.” Peter chuckled as he rested his hands on your shoulders.

“I’m glad you think it’s funny.” You snapped and pushed his hands off of you.

“I don’t. I swear.” Peter dropped his smile. “I just don’t understand why you’d ever think I was cheating on you.”

“Maybe because you’re lying to me about where you are. You said you were sick last night but Ned said you were with him. And I know that’s not the first time you’ve lied about being sick to get out of a date. I know you do it all the time. You think I haven’t realized it but I do.”

“Oh.” Peter said quietly, unsure of what else to say.

“God Peter, why do I feel like I’m crazy lately? Why do I feel like I have to chase you down just to talk to you?” You asked and wiped the tears that kept falling.

“What are you talking about? I’m right here.” Peter assured you and tried to touch you again but you just stepped back.

“You’re here for now. But you are constantly running off to do God knows what and leaving me behind. I don’t want to have to beg to be a footnote in your life anymore, Peter. You either need to tell me what’s going on or we are over.”

“Nothings going on.” Peter said weakly, knowing you’d never believe it. He could feel himself losing you but felt helpless to stop it. You’d never threatened to break up before and he could only hope you were bluffing.

“Nothings going on? Nothings going on?” You raised your voice and grabbed his sleeve. Peter watched as you pushed it up to reveal a bruise in the shape of a hand print going around his wrist, the mark of where he had he grabbed a few nights ago.

“Then why do you come into school with bruises and injuries every single day? Where do you go? Who does this to you?“

“Nobody.” Peter lied and pushed his sleeve down.

“Nobody?” You folded your arms and gave him a look.

“Nobody.” He repeated but couldn’t look you in the eyes. You let out a disappointed sigh and nodded your head since you expected his answer to be another lie.

“Do you not want me around?” You asked him, making him do a double take.

“What? How could you even ask me that?” Peter wondered. He felt sick to his stomach knowing that he had made you feel like that.

“Because I feel you want to break up with me but don’t know how to do it. And that’s why you lie and make up excuses. So that you don’t have to me around me.”

“That’s not true. I love being around you. I would be with you every second of the day if I could. But I can’t. You have to believe me that I just can’t.” Peter pleaded with you as he began to cry as well.

“Why should I believe you when you have done nothing but lie to me?”

“I honestly don’t know. But please do it anyway.”

“I don’t want to break up with you, Peter. I really don’t. I just want answers. Please.” You said and dropped your defensive body language. As hurt as you were, you still loved him and wanted to believe that he really did have a reason as to why he did the things he did. You took a step towards him and let him reach out and touch you this time.

“Answers to what? Ask me. I’ll answer as many as I can.” He promised a she squeezed your hand.

“Okay. For starters, why are you always canceling plans on me last minute? Or leaving school, dates, or hangouts at a moments notice but never explaining why? And are you so secretive about your phone and the things in your closet?“

“I…don’t.. I can’t answer those.” Peter blinked in surprised when he realized he couldn’t answer a single question without revealing his secret.

“Of course you can’t. We’re done.” You held up your hands in defeat and started it walk away again.

“Wait! Baby, please.” Peter begged and pulled you back.

“Do you even wet the bed?” You asked him, stunning him to silence.

“No. I lied about that.” He admitted.

“Like how you lied about being sick last night?” You sniffled.

“Yes. I lied about that too.”

“What else have you lied about?”

“I…can’t tell you. I’m sorry. I want to - I really fucking want to -but I can’t.”

“Then we’re over.” You laughed sadly and stepped back from him.

“No. Please. We can’t be over.” Peter cried and tried to reach for you but you withdrew.

“How are we supposed to be together if you can’t be honest with me?”

“It’s not that simple.”

“It is that simple. This is the last time I’m asking you, Peter. Tell me the truth.”

“I…” Peter opened his mouth but quickly trailed off. Your eyes filled with hope for a split second as you thought he was actually going to be honest with you. But when his mouth shut, all your hope faded away. You shook your head in disappointment before walking away from him.

That night, you ignored the dozens of calls and texts from Peter and eventually blocked his number. When he saw that his texts were no longer being delivered, he left you alone and opened his camera roll instead. He scrolled through a few pictures of the two of you before finding one from your very first date. He stared at the picture until his eyesight was blurry with tears.

“Do I have to lose you too?” He whispered.

Peter saw you the next day on campus and ran to you before you could walk in the other direction.

“Can we talk?” He pleaded as he stepped in front of you.

“No. We can’t.” You said and kept walking.

“Please, lover, don’t do this to me. Are we really just gonna break up over nothing?”

“Over nothing?” You stopped in your tracks and raised an eyebrow.

“That was the wrong choice of words. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean nothing-“

“It was wasn’t nothing to me.” You cut him off. “I cried myself to sleep so many times these past few months because I knew you were lying to me about something. And even now, you can’t tell me the truth about what you’ve been doing. You made me feel like I was crazy. I thought that there had to be something wrong with me because what other reason could there be for my own boyfriend to lie and say he was a bed wetter just to get out of sleeping with me? But it’s not something wrong with me. Something is wrong with you, Peter, because you couldn’t have cared less about someone who loved you more. I would’ve loved you for a lifetime and now I have to leave that all behind. So I’m not mad about nothing. Personally I have a lot to be mad about.”

You walked away before Peter had a chance to respond or apologize again. You ended up skipping the classes you had with him that day so he never had another opportunity to talk to you. Knowing he had to do whatever it took to win you back, Peter showed up at your apartment door wearing his best apology.

“Oh my God.” You groaned when you opened your door and saw who it was.

“That’s on your for opening the door without looking through the peephole.” Peter mumbled out of the corner of his mouth.

“Are you joking?”

“No, I’m sorry. I was trying to break the ice.”

“Go away, Peter. We broke up.” You whined and started to close the door.

“I know we broke up. But I really think you should reconsider.” Peter said as he held the door open with his hand. You tried to close it again but he was stronger.

“I’m not gonna reconsider this, Peter. You think this was easy for me? I didn’t want to break up with you but you pushed me to it. It’s hard enough so please, stop making it harder. Just let me go.”

“But-“

You cut him off by closing the door in his face. Peter sighed in defeat but was not going to let a door stop him from getting you back. He swiftly left the building and scaled the side of it in an attempt to find your window. He quickly realized that buildings don’t have the floor numbers on the outside and ended up looking in a lot of strangers windows before finding yours. He saw you inside so you opened your window and tumbled into your bedroom.

“Oh my God. What the fuck? How did you even get out there?” You gasped in surprise when you saw him falling through your window.

“I climbed.” He smiled sheepishly and brushed himself off.

“You climbed? 5 stories?” You folded your arms skeptically.

“Yes. I can do that sort of thing.” Peter answered honestly as he approached you.

“You are such a liar. I can’t believe I put up with this for so long. If you think climbing five stories up the fire escape is gonna make me fake you back then-“

Peter cut you off by shooting a web at your hip and pulling you closer to him. You stumbled into his arms as he caught you with ease and looked around in bewilderment over how he managed to do such a thing.

“What the hell?” You whispered and looked at the web on your hip, still not realizing what it was.

“I need you to stop being mad at me for two minutes and listen to me.” Peter said in an tone that made you give him your full attention. His heart raced knowing that this was the moment you’d finally know the truth but he wasn’t going to let anything stop him.

“Unbutton it.” He said and patted his flannel shirt.

“If you think we’re gonna make up with some hate sex then you are sadly mistaken.” You laughed and tried to get out of his arms.

“That’s not what I’m trying to do.” He whined. “I mean, if you wanna do that afterwards then I’m down, but that’s not what I’m doing now. Just unbutton my shirt. Please.”

You gave him a skeptical look but did as he asked. You could feel his heart pounded in his chest as you unbuttoned the first button, then the next two.

“Never trust an atom. They make up everything.” You read off his T shirt. “Why did I need to see this?”

“Oh fuck. I forgot to put it on.” Peter realized and looked down at where his Spiderman suit was supposed to be.

“Put what on?”

“My suit.”

“Why would you put a suit on underneath your clothes?”

“Not that kind of suit. My suit. My special suit.”

“Peter, I don’t know what you’re doing here but I don’t have time for this. Just go home.” You groaned and pulled out of his arms.

“I can’t go home. I can’t walk away knowing you’re not gonna look back at me. You and I not being together doesn’t make sense to me. This isn’t how our story is supposed to go. If I know anything at all for certain it’s that you and me are supposed to end up together. So no, I’m not going home. Not until I get you to understand.”

“Understand what?”

“Why I’ve been lying to you.”

“You’re gonna tell me the truth?” You stepped forward and dropped your defenses.

“Yes. I am. The truth is….” Peter trailed off and ripped open his shirt the rest of the way as he dramatically tilted his chin up. You stared at him for a long time as he stopped in that pose until you realized he wasn’t gonna move.

“Am I supposed to know what this means?” You deadpanned.

“Pretend I’m wearing Spider-Man’s suit under this shirt.” Peter whispered without changing his pose.

“Why would I pretend that?” You asked with genuine confusion. Peter slowly looked down at you and braced himself before saying his biggest secret out loud for the first time.

“Because I am Spiderman.” He said and waited for your reaction. You stared at him for a long time before letting out a laugh.

“You are so full of shit to the point where I am legitimately concerned.”

“What? I’m telling you the truth. That’s why I have to leave at a moments notice and can never stay the night. And why I’m always beaten up. Because for the past 4 years, I have been New Yorks very own vigilante, Spiderman.” Peter said proudly and did another hero-esque pose.

“Uh huh. And I’m Batman.” You replied sarcastically.

“Oh my God, are you actually?”

“No! And neither are you!” You exclaimed. “If you’re not gonna tell me the truth, then just get out of-“

Peter cut you off by shooting a web at your closet door and pulling it shut. This time, you could see the web clearly and recognized what it was.

“How did you…” You trailed off and touched the web in amazement.

“Web shooters. I used them on you before too. I made them myself, see?” Peter said and showed you the shooters on his wrist. You hesitantly reached out to touch them and ran a careful finger along the delicate technology.

“Why the fuck wouldn’t you show me this instead of opening your shirt?” You looked up to ask him.

“I wanted to be theatric.” Peter mumbled in embarrassment. You cracked a smile and looked like you were about to forgive him when your face suddenly hardened.

“I need more proof. Anybody could make those. How do I know you’re the real Spiderman?”

“Because I can do this.” Peter said and casually jumped and stuck to the ceiling with his right hand.

“And this.” He added and brought the rest of his body to the ceiling so that he could crawl across your room. He crawled over your head and dropped down to the floor as you watched with a dropped jaw.

“And sometimes this if a stretch.” Peter prefaced before attempting a backflip. Instead, he landed right on his back with a hard thud.

“Peter?” You gasped and went to see if he was okay.

“I didn’t stretch.” He groaned and rubbed his aching body.

“Oh my God. You’re ridiculous.” You chuckled and helped him off the floor.

“But do you believe me now?” Peter smiled hopefully.

“I kinda have to believe you now.”

“I just hope you know I’d never cheat on you or intentionally keep things from you. This is just something that I had to navigate completely on my own and I had no rules to go by. I was making it up as I went and I thought it would be best if nobody knew. Ned only knows because he accidentally found out. Same with May. I would’ve told you sooner if I knew how much it was gonna affect our relationship. Just please believe that I never meant for it to hurt you.” Peter said as he put his hands on your shoulders.

“Why didn’t you tell me all of this before?” You asked as tears from being overwhelmed fell down your face.

“Because I have no idea what kind of people are gonna come after me because of this. But I do know the number one person they could use to hurt me is you. I didn’t want to risk something happening to you if my enemies knew you were my girlfriend. So I figured if you didn’t know you were dating Spiderman, no one would know Spiderman was dating you.”

“You have enemies?” Your eyes softened as thought about your sweet boyfriend having people actively targeting him.

“Not like arch nemeses who sit in their evil lairs and plot my downfall like Mojo Jojo or Doofenshmirtz or something. But I have had to fight some pretty bad guys. I even fought one in space.” Peter shyly admitted.

“You’ve been to space?!”

“Just the once. And then I died or whatever.” Peter tried to make it sound casual so you wouldn’t freak out. You ran your fingers through your hair and gave them a stressful tug as you processed everything you were hearing.

“How long did you say you’ve been like this?” You asked him.

“I was bitten by a radioactive spider when I was 16. So four years now.”

“I’ve known you for 6 years.”

“Yeah. Since freshman year.” He smiled at the memory of meeting you his first day of high school.

“You’ve been lying to me for over half of them.” You said quietly, making Peters smile drop.

“Wait, what? I thought you were forgiving me.” Peters heart stopped when he realized you were still upset.

“Forgive you? For keeping this huge part of your life from me for years and letting it effect our relationship?”

“But…but I told you the truth.” Peter said weakly.

“Yeah, after telling me a million lies. And I had to break up with you to get the truth out of you. Seriously Peter, how many times do you think you’ve had to lie to me over the years just to keep this secret?”

“A lot.” He admitted.

“Exactly. I mean, what did you expect Peter? That you could just walk in here and tell me this and I’d just forget about all the pain your lies have caused me?”

“But you said if I told you the truth then we would be okay.” Peter reminded you as he started to tear up.

“That was before I knew that all your lying was because of a much much bigger lie.”

“I was only lying to you to protect you. I was trying to prevent something bad happening to you because of this thing that happened to me. I didn’t ask to be this way. And you definitely didn’t sign up for it either. So I just wanted to keep you as far away from it as possible so that you could live the normal life that I no longer get to have.”

“All I can think about right now is all the special events that you missed or the cancelled dates that I spent time planning and how you weren’t there.”

“I wanted to be there.” Peter shouted.

“But you weren’t!” You shouted back. “And I’ve had no idea why until now! You’ve made me feel like I was an afterthought for years now. All my friends call you a flake. They told me to break up with you every time I called them crying because you were gonna miss another important event. So sorry if you thought that telling me your secret would make me forget all of that, but it doesn’t. I remember the pain all too well.”

“I did not miss that much.” Peter insisted.

“Oh really? You weren’t at my 17th or my 20th birthday. You missed me speaking at our high school graduation. You stood me up on prom night and for the homecoming dance-“

“Okay, okay. I get it.” He cut you off. “But I only missed those events because I was off saving the world.”

“Then you should focus on that. Don’t let me stop you.” You said with a sad shrug. You weren’t saying it to be mean, but to be realistic.

“Lover, please. It’s us. We can’t be over.” Peter quietly pleaded as he tried to take your hand.

“It’s for the best, Peter. I won’t be a distraction to you anymore. You can live your double life without ever having to worry about who it’s hurting again. And I won’t have to live as your second choice anymore. We both win.” You said as you pulled your hand out of his.

“Win?” He laughed sadly. “I see this as an absolute loss.”

“So do I.” You mumbled and kept you eyes on the floor.

Peter looked down at the web shooters on his wrists and thought back to when he believed telling you the truth would fix everything. He never would’ve guessed that the truth wasn’t enough. He wasn’t sure how long he’d be able to juggle being Spiderman and having a girlfriend and now he didn’t have to wonder.

“This isn’t what I wanted.” He said quietly, mostly to himself.

“Me either.” You admitted

“So why are we breaking up? Can’t we just agree to disagree and move on?” Peter begged as he wiped his tears from his face.

“You don’t think fights like this will come up all the time? You’re still gonna be leaving me every night and I’m still gonna resent it. This isn’t something we can just agree to disagree on. Think about it, it’ll only get worse if we’re older. We can ignore this now but if we decided to get married and start a family one day, how do you think our kids would feel about their dad never being a consistent presences in their life? As someone who is constantly getting ditched by you, I already know that I never want my kids to feel that way. I think that if we really love each other, we have to accept that we aren’t right for each other.”

“Can’t we just date for the rest of college and then go our separate ways after that? It’s not like we’re gonna be trying to have kids anytime soon.” Peter asked in an last attempt to get you to stay with him.

“I can’t keep dating you when I know one day it’s gonna end. I can’t have a deadline for our relationship hanging over my head. We need to end this now before we feel like can never walk away from each other.”

“I already feel that way.” Peter said and started to cry harder. You wanted to wrap your arms around him and tell him it was going to be okay, but you weren’t sure that it would. Instead, you held yourself in your arms and tried to hold back your tears.

“I’m sorry, Peter. I would’ve loved you for the rest of my life. And I still love you now. But I can’t keep letting you in just for you to go again. You need to stay gone this time. It’s over. I’m done.” You said as you sadly shook your head. Peter looked into your eyes and held your gaze for a long time until he came to terms with the fact that he wasn’t going to change your mind. He nodded his head and wiped his face before walking towards your door. He was about to open it and leave before turning to look at you.

“If I had never been bitten, would we still be together?” He asked you. You gave him a sympathetic smile and nodded your head.

“I can’t imagine anything else that could make me walk away from you.” You answered him honestly. Peter nodded again and left your room before you could see him fully break down. Once he was out in your hallway, he covered his mouth with his hand and ran out of your apartment as tears gushed out of his eyes.

Exactly a week later, a week that had no contact between you and Peter, Peter heard a knock at his window. He curiously went over to it and pulled up his blinds to see you sitting out on his fire escape. Peter immediately opened the window and let you in, heart pounding in his ears the whole time. You sheepishly pulled a bouquet of poppies, Peters favorite flower, out from behind your back and handed it to him.

“You’re here?” Peter asked in disbelief as he took the flowers.

“I climbed.”

“Really? All that way?”

“You live on the first floor.” You reminded him. “It was just that one flight of stairs up the fire escape.”

“What are you doing here?” Peter asked as he looked down at the flowers.

“I realized something.” You said with a soft smile.

“What did you realize?”

“I was thinking about you missing my graduation speech. I was not thinking about you missing your graduation.” You began. Peter opened his mouth to respond but shut it when he realized he hadn’t thought about that either. He felt so guilty about missing your speech that he never had time to be upset over missing his own high school graduation.

“I also wasn’t thinking about how you made me put on my cap and gown and sneak into the school with you that night so that I could give the speech again.”

“I wanted to hear it.” Peter smiled softly.

“I know you did. The same way you snuck into my room with a candle stuck in an Oreo so that you could sing to me after missing my 17th birthday party.” You smiled at the memory. Peter smiled in return and started to grow hopeful that you were forgiving him. His hopes got higher when you took both his hands in yours.

“If you were a different man, you would’ve continued to live your life the way you wanted. You would’ve embraced the cool new features and ignored that responsibilities that came with them. But that’s not you, Peter. You’ve never been the kind of guy who just stands to the side and let’s other people take care of a problem. If you have any opportunity to help, you take it. And if you don’t have an opportunity, you create one for yourself. That’s who you are. That’s who you’ve always been. And that’s one of the things I love most about you. It would be wrong of me to expect you to change that part of yourself for my sake. So yeah, I wish you made it to my birthday and yeah I wish you heard my graduation speech the first time. But maybe saving someone’s life is a little more important than me.” You said with a teasing smile.

“Maybe just a little.” He chuckled. You laughed in return before looking at him for a long time. You knew it was going to be hard, but you knew it was going to be worth it. After all, it was Peter. And you loved Peter.

Peter stayed perfectly still as you moved your hands and placed them on either side of his face. You brought your forehead to rest against his and stayed in comfortably silence for a moment until Peter broke down crying. He wrapped his arms around you and held you close as he thanked every entity he could think of for be able to keep you.

“I’m sorry I got so mad at you.” You mumbled against his chest.

“No, it’s okay. I don’t know how I would’ve reacted to this either. I gave you a lot to process.”

“You did. And now that I’ve had time to think about it, I know what I want and what I don’t want.” You said as you pulled away a little so that you could look at him.

“What do you not want?” Peter gulped and braced himself for the worse.

“Well I know you’ve had to sacrifice a lot because of this. And I don’t want to be another sacrifice you have to make.”

“But what about what you said about resenting me constantly leaving you? Or me never being there for our kids?”

“I won’t resent you if I know you’re out there saving people’s lives. I’ll be lonely, sure, but I’ll understand that you have more important places to be.”

“What about our kids?”

“We’ll figure that out when we get there. But I’m pretty sure they’d be okay if they knew their daddy was off saving the world.”

“And what about us? Are we okay?” Peter asked and held his breath until he heard the answer.

“It’s us. We’ll always be okay.” You shrugged before giving Peter a warm smile. Peter let out a huge sigh of relief and felt his heart become whole again. All of his sacrifices felt like they were paying off now that he knew he had you and you weren’t going anywhere. He made a silent vow that he would make more of an effort to make you feel like a priority now that your relationship had gone through and survived the great war. He would always make his hero duties his top priority, but he would never let you feel neglected again.

“It’s been a week without you, lover, and I’ve been miserable. Can I please kiss you?” He asked for permission first, just like the first time.

“Yeah, Spiderman.” You called him for the first time. “Get over here and kiss me.”

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Not really a request but more of a headcannon/thought!

Bucky is still discovering all the internet has to offer regarding ✨porn✨, and he comes across a video of a girl…letting go all over a guys lap and it’s all he can think about for like the next week until he finally works up the courage to ask you to try it

omg first one!! thank you! tw: piss kink and wetting below the cut. don’t read if it’s not your thing!

but okay no because you can tell there’s something on his mind the day he finally works up the courage to ask you. he’s fidgety and won’t quite meet your eyes, mumbling something about holding and wetting

and maybe it’s not something you’d considered before, but you agree anyway because he’s shy about it, and bucky has never been shy before when asking you to try something new.

you both have the day off, you’ve been holding almost all day at this point. but it’s only over the last few hours that he’s been giving you glass after glass of water.

“c’mon bucky, i gotta go,” you whine. he’s sitting on the couch and you’re on the floor between his knees, squirming and holding yourself to keep from leaking. it’s getting harder as the minutes pass, your bladder aches and you’re not sure if you’re wet because you enjoy it or because you’re not holding so well as you think.

he shushes you and combs his hand through your hair. “you can hold it sweetheart. here, be good and finish this glass.”

bucky hands you the half empty glass of water from the side table and watches as you drain it. you’re so full, you don’t think you could drink another glass even if you wanted to.

as soon as he takes the empty glass from you your hands are back between your legs, rubbing yourself over the pink panties he’d asked you to wear.

it’s not enough. you feel a leak and you press your legs together. “bucky i can’t- fuck! i’m leaking, i can’t hold much longer.”

your cheeks are burning. it’s embarrassing, humiliating, but you can’t bring yourself to hate it. not with the way bucky watches you with lust-blown eyes, or the way he licks his lips and bites them.

he slides down onto the floor with you and tugs you onto his lap, forcing you to spread your legs. you whine, feeling your control slipping further now that your legs aren’t crossed and your hands rest on his shoulders.

buckys hard, tenting his boxers and leaving no question as to how much he’s enjoying watching you squirm. you settle in his lap and you both moan as you start to grind over him.

he presses on your bladder and you leak again, more this time. “shit,” you hiss. “baby, i’m- you gotta let me go. i can’t hold it.”

bucky groans and grabs your hips, humping up into you. “c’mon honey. let go. i bet it’ll feel so good, finally releasing all over me.”

you look at him, but his eyes are glued to the dark pink wet spot on your panties. you didn’t expect him to be so bold with this, not when he’d been so shy to ask you. then again, bucky had never been shy in the bedroom.

another leak. a trickle, really, one that you can’t really stop this time. you groan and hide your face in his shoulder, embarrassed that you’re enjoying this so much. not that you have any reason to be, when bucky is moaning like he is.

his hand presses against your belly and this time you can’t stop it. there’s no leak, no trickle, it’s a full blown stream as you finally let go.

warm piss soaks your panties and his boxers, pooling on the hard floor around you and all you can do is moan. he was right, it does feel good.

“yeah, fuck, fuck,” bucky groans. his hips stutter up into yours and you’re boneless, letting him roll your hips over his like some ragdoll. “god i can’t believe you’re really pissing on me, shit!”

you whine in response. the stream doesn’t stop for what feels like forever until it finally trickles to a stop. he shoves his hand under your soaked panties to circle your clit and you cum with an intensity you didn’t know was possible.

bucky follows not long after you, fucking his dick up into the wet mess you made, pumping cum into his equally drenched boxers.

he kisses you, too sweetly for what the both of you just did. “that was so fucking hot, thank you baby.”

#hiding my face #don’t look at me #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x reader #tw water sports #sparkle writes

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found again

summary <3 : Y/N is a powerful witch but in her 5th year, Voldemort is after her. to protect her brother and friends, she fakes her death. The death of Y/N Y/L/N hung over the golden trio and her brother, Leo, like a storm cloud. Like all girls her age, she had her crushes but little did she know, hers liked her back. Y/N now returns for the battle of Hogwarts to finish what she started.

Y/N Y/L/N never expected to be back at Hogwarts. Sure, she always wanted to come back but she had no clue the battle would come this fast. She dipped her head to avoid any eyes and pulled her hoodie a little farther down her face.

She didn’t have a plan. Hermione probably had one but where would she find them? She and the two boys were one of the most wanted people right now. Especially Harry. Harry. Harry had been her first friend at Hogwarts, through thick and thin, they were there together, till forever ended.

BAM!!

Y/N had knocked into someone, she ended up on the floor. Her hoodie falling from her face just like she did a moment ago.

“Shit.” She swore. She heard the person apologizing profusely till she stood up.

“Y/N?” Neville asked, looking at her like she had four eyes. “Is it really you? I thought you were dead.” He trailed off, staring at the girl in front of him.

Y/N mentally face-palmed herself, she might as well have four eyes now. It would be better than ‘rising’ from the dead. She cleared her throat and then spoke, “Yeah it’s me. Uh- I’m here to fight.” Y/N mentally face-palmed herself, she might as well have four eyes now. It would be better than rising’ from the dead.

Neville seemed to take this news with ease, even excited with this fact. He motioned for her to follow him and so she did.

“The D.A is going to be so thrilled to see you-” Neville babbled. Y/N was partly listening as the two teens walked down the never ending corridors, she was more concerned about the fact of what her Brother would do when he saw him. And the rest, especially Harry. Merlin, Y/N thought, what if he had a girlfriend? She couldn’t get that attached.

Neville stopped in front of the wall which Y/N recognized as the wall they used to practice Defense Against The Dark Arts. She stifled a laugh at the memory, the three friends begging Harry and Y/N to teach them.

The door opened and Y/N followed Neville inside. She scanned the room, it was different from when she had seen it last. In her 5th year it had been filled with books about the dark arts, cushions and looked lively. Now, it was like all the sunshine had drained out of it, maybe that's what war does to people, drain them till they drop dead.

"Neville?" A voice asked, and from behind him, Y/N identified the voice as Luna. "Who'd you bring?" She asked, the rest nodding in the agreement. Did they not know who she was? Did they forget her already? No. She told the voices to shut up, she was behind Neville, they probably just saw a shadow of a person.

With a grin on his face, Neville stepped aside, revealing the girl. Gasps trailed through the room along with whispers.

A figure came racing towards her and embraced her.

"Hermione!" The girl's voice was hoarse from the force of the hug, nonetheless she hugged the girl back and then spoke again. "Don't kill me 'Mione, gotta leave something to the death eaters." She joked playfully.

The Granger girl slapped her hand and they detached from their embrace. Y/N looked around the room, seeing the same people, their faces filled with joy as they looked right back at her. Then, she saw the people she longed to see. Her brother Leo, who sent a smile towards her and she responded with a wink of her eye. Then Harry and Ron, she saw Harry grinning widely as well as the ginger-haired boy next to him. Reluctantly, she pulled her focus from them and to the battle ahead.

Let the games begin.

Y/N jogged through the hallways she knew like the back of her hands, it was here. The Battle. Well, not yet, Voldemort was yet to play the first move. As she kept walking, she felt an arm grab on hers and pull her to the side.

"I will fucking hex you." Her voice growled before seeing the face of the person who pulled her aside. She met the 'stranger's' eyes till she let out a sigh of relief. It was Harry.

"Don't hex me." He laughed, pulling the girl into a hug. Y/N let out a chuckle and wrapped her hands around him as well. They stayed like that for a couple minutes until they pulled away.

Shooting the boy a swift smile, she turned to go back and fight but his voice stopped her once again.

"Y/N, I just want to say something to you." His voice began to quaver a bit.

"Go on." She spoke softly.

"I-I've liked you since my 6th year, I guess? I think I realized it the summer of my 6th year... Merlin, when you left and I thought you died, everything came crashing down..." Harry rambled, his eyes finding the brick wall quite interesting now and Y/N wasn't having it.

She stepped towards the taller boy and rose on her toes, she pressed her lips onto his. He responded quickly, putting a hand around her waist.

#Harry Potter #harry Potter x reader #harry Potter x y/n #harrypotter #Hermione granger #drabble #one shot #harry Potter one shot #Ron weasley #the golden trio #the battle of hog

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cindylouwhooo · 9 months

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Chapter One

Gigi’ POV

There’s something about the spring breeze that instantly calms me.

Well, it usually does.

Now I’m just a ball of anxiety, counting down the seconds until I explode.

I’ve been in the studio for the past three days, wasting the time of my producer and assistant during the day, and getting no sleep while twiddling my thumbs and kidding myself that I can write another album at night.

I thought building a recording studio in my Monaco apartment while I stay here would help me. It hasn’t. At all.

And now I’m standing on my balcony, staring out on the packs of people running around the streets trying to get the place ready for the Grand Prix, contemplating whether I could be a good driver—well, just enough to quit my singing career.

I don’t mind the category; I could do F4. F1 Academy too. I’m really simple.

I drop my head on my hand and groan, just when my phone starts ringing from my back pocket.

“What?”

“Tell me you’ve written something.” Ally, my agent, demands through the device.

“I’ve written something.”

“Okay.” She sighs out. “Now tell me the truth.”

“I’m thinking ways of becoming a Formula 4 driver. Do we still have Susie Wolf’s number?”

“Gigi.”

“Ally, I’m serious. I don’t think I have another one in me.”

Ally starts yapping about something, and I put her on speaker while opening Twitter on my phone.

gigimymother

@gigisantos GIRL!!! RECKLESS THREE YEAR ANNIVERSARY IS COMING!!!! WHEN’S THE NEW ONE????

santoslover

@gigisantos delulu is the solulu cause i still think Gigi is surprising us with a new album on Reckless anniversary…

—> gigifan girl be ffr she’s forgotten all about us

—> santoslover shut up

—> dannylovesgigi SAME!! i do also believe my ex is still in love with me sooooo

—> sandyford absolutely not, she is SO over…fame got to her and she thinks two mediocre albums are enough to stay rich 🤑

dannylovesgigi

y’all why’s the tl saying Gigi quit music???

“Were my albums mediocre?”

“G, get off Twitter for fuck’s sake and listen to what I’m saying.” I do as she says, mainly because I’m pretty sure she’ll fly from Toronto and strangle me if I don’t. “Time is ticking. And not in your favour. There’s so much i can do to keep you afloat.”

It’s the same speech. Over and over.

The same speech that I hear every time I pick up the phone from her call. The same speech that drove me away from Toronto and onto Monaco and the same speech that has drenched all the inspiration from me. I don’t have anything to write about, no words to turn into a song. And with every speech I hear, I don’t even want to try.

It’s draining. I hate it.

“Look, I know it’s difficult but you have to have something.”

I want to cry, I really do because her desperation is so evident in her voice. She believes in me too much and it’s gonna hurt when I disappoint her at the end of the summer.

The phone vibrates against my ear a couple of times and I take that chance to get out of the phone call with my doomed future.

“I gotta go, Ally. Something’s come up. I’ll call you later, okay?”

I end the call before she can butt in and let out the longest sigh in the history of the world. I see my best friend’s name on the screen of the phone and inevitably smile the biggest smile at the words on her text.

francis the king

you, me, alcohol 🍷

tonight

no is not a good enough answer

~ ~ ~

Strangely, the sweaty, already drunk people distantly surrounding our table made my mood quite quickly. Flashes of light spark every other second and I’ve become all too aware of the fact that it’s my first public viewing in a while.

My best friend is nursing on her drink while rolling her eyes at her boyfriend that’s on the phone with her, and I giggle at her facial expressions.

She’s incredibly in love, yet acts like Pierre is bothering her on a girl’s night out.

“Yes, I’ll call you at the end of our night…no we won’t call an UBER…okay, okay. Bye.” She ends the call abruptly and with the biggest, most dramatic sigh. “Okay, now we can start having fun.”

“I was already having fun.” I giggle.

Spending time with Francisca is honestly the only time I feel without the baggage of the third album looming over me. The bartender brings us the second round, and two extra shots on the house, accompanied with a wink for both of us.

“He’s cute.” Kika whisper-yells close to my ear over the loud music.

“Uh, oh. Trouble in paradise with Pierre?”

She rolls her eyes and slumps on my shoulder. “I meant you, dumbass.”

I know she did. But no.

It’s not like I’m cancelling love out of my life, but even entertaining the thought of going through the stages of finding someone and everything that happens after I’ve found someone decent, makes me want to hurl.

“The only man in my life is the imaginary one I created in the studio in order to spike my inspiration to write that damn album. His name is Tim.”

“You’re ridiculous.”

“Am not!”

“Shut up and drink.”

“Amen.”

~ ~ ~

Four rounds and five shots each later, we’re laughing at our lives and wiping the runny mascara that’s dripping on our cheeks. I don’t know what time it is but I can definitely feel the early stages of a good hangover that I’ll be having once I wake up.

But I wouldn’t change it for the world. Because four rounds and five shots later, I feel ten times better than I did when Ally called me earlier. And not because of the alcohol, but because Kika has lectured the insecurities out of me. She spent our girls night out talking to me and listening to me go on and on about my block and the expectations I’ve put for myself—I talked about shit I wouldn’t admit out loud.

At the end of the night, we’re clutching each other outside of the club and laughing so loud, heads are turning to look at us.

“Jesus, your boyfriend might be fast on track but he’s taking his sweet time getting here.” I pout and drop my head on Kika’s shoulder. “If I make a joke, like, ‘didn’t know you were as slow as your single seater’ will he cry?”

Kika laughs as she slips and grabs me tighter to not fall. “Yeah, he’ll probably cry.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“Well, now I feel betrayed.” Pierre’s voice reaches us and Kika bounces off me to jump on him. He grabs her immediately and twirls her around, breaking my heart and making me the happiest person at the same time.

gigisantos …

gigisantos girls night was a success 🍷🍾🎉 @francisca.cgomez

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gigiismother give us the new album!!!!!

santosloverrrr girl, get in the studio

pierregasly thank god i arrived in time

—> gigi @pierregasly shut up tripod

gigisantoslvr love her relationship with pierre 😍

f1fanlover why’s lando in the likes???

—> gigigigi because she’s friends with the drivers?

—> f1fanlover yea but they barely speak

francisca.cgomez my soulmate ❤️

As I drop my still clothed body on my bed, a million lyrics fly through my head. Melodies and words swirl in my alcohol infused mind, suffocating me at once and frustrating me as I forget one by one in the aftermath of a night out at the club.

~ ~ ~

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lil joel x reader drabble

sexual tension and some nudity. we all know what's coming next.

Okay but what if you don't really know Jackson!Joel, you just nod at him whenever you pass him by in the street (because that's what you do in Jackson), and you know nothing about him except what everybody knows: he walked all the way there with the girl, he's lethal, he's Tommy's brother, he's fucking dangerous, but when he looks at Ellie he smiles, and when she reads him puns from that book of hers he laughs, and it's the sound of someone who has longed to laugh for many, many years.

So one day he delivers something to your door. I don't really know what, maybe soup or something, and when you accept it, your fingers touch, and you lose your grip for a moment, and you spill it all over his plaid and jeans.

"Shit, oh shit, I'm sorry, I'm so fucking clumsy!"

"Don't worry about it, no harm done."

"Dammit, it's all over your clothes!"

"It's okay."

"I'm really sorry!"

And somehow he ended up inside your house, carrying the pot or whatever to the kitchen, where he puts it down, before assessing the damage. He takes off the plaid, and the t-shirt underneath is fine.

"Gimme that, I'll clean it for you."

"You really don't have to."

"I want to," you stress. "It was my fault. Come on, jeans too."

He has already handed you the plaid, but now he's shaking his head.

"Joel, I insist. Go home, get changed, bring me back the jeans."

"I only have this one pair."

"All the more reason for me to clean them!" you point out as you turn your back and go to the sink, turning on the water and putting down the plaid. "Come on now, you think I haven't seen a guy in his undies before?"

You try to make your voice light, but you know you failed. It has been a long time since you last saw a man in his undies, and a man like Joel Miller...

You hear him taking off his boots, then the rustle of his jeans, finally the belt buckle hitting the floor with a low thunk. When you turn around to accept the pants, you stop still.

Except for the t-shirt and socks, he's naked. The hem of the shirt just about covers the little round of his belly, and you can very plainly see the dark hair running down between his legs, where his cock and balls hang snugly against the mass of hair.

You gulp, and realize that you have stared at his crotch for longer than is considered polite. When you meet his gaze, you see that he is teasing you. He's not even holding the jeans in front of his crotch, oh no, his hand is resting comfortably at his side.

"You do realize that I can't go out like this?" he asks you in a low voice that makes the hairs at the nape of your neck stand up. You nod, stupefied.

"And that I'll have to wait here until my pants are dry?"

You nod again. He takes a couple of steps towards you, and hands you the jeans. You accept them, hand trembling slightly, and turn around quickly to shove the jeans into the sink, along with the plaid. You look for the soap, the drain stopper, and splash water on the floor.

"You need any help?"

Joel is suddenly right behind you, startling you as one of his hands come to rest on your waist.

"I'm good," you manage.

"You sure?"

"Yeah. I'll just let these soak..."

You turn off the water, and take a deep breath. Okay, here goes.

Slowly, you turn around, your hip grazing his cock that doesn't seem to limp anymore. Joel takes a step closer, trapping you between himself and the sink.

"They gotta soak for a while," you tell him quietly, before clearing your throat. "For quite a while, in fact."

He smirks, and leans in to press his lips against yours.

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You're the Only Girl for Me - Chapter 16

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February 14th 2021

Airielle could barely concentrate on the movie Josh put on after dinner. Her mind was racing as she contemplated her future with Josh. It was clear to her now that she was in love with Josh. What if things didn’t work out between them? What if he decided that he didn’t want her nomore and wanted to get back together with Tracy? She didn’t think she could handle another broken heart.

“Hey you good” Josh asked, coming back to the couch with her glass that he just refilled with wine. Airielle gave him a tight nod and accepted the glass he was handing her, taking a long drink, almost draining the whole glass. Josh watched with a smirk on his face. She was adorable when she was nervous. “Talk to me Airielle.”

Now or never Airielle, put on your big girl panties and tell that man how you feel!. She heard Yasmine’s voice yell in her head. She let out a sigh before draining the rest of the glass.

“I love you.” She blurted out and closed her eyes, waiting for the rejection to come. Of course he’s gonna reject you! You ignored him for days. You think he wants to put up with you? The voice in her head said and Airielle had to quickly push those thoughts away as Josh grabbed her hand.

“Hey, look at me.” Airielle slowly opened her eyes to look at him. “I love you too.”

“Deadass?” She breathed out, making him laugh.

“Duh,” He teased. “Look around Rih. The heart balloons, the flowers, rose petals on the table. Takeout from your favorite restaurant almost a hour away..”

“But.. It's valentine’s day.” She said with a shrug. “I just thought you were being nice..”

Josh snorted. “Nice would be me just getting you the wine and a box of chocolates and calling it a day. This” he gestured around the apartment. “This is my professing my love for you. This is my showing you how much you mean to me and how much I want to be with you Airielle.”

“Oh.” was all Airielle could get out.

“Look, We love eachother no doubt and I want to be with you but do you want to be with me?”

“Yes,” she said immediately. “I do want to be with you. I’m just scared I told you that last time.”

“And I told you, you don’t have nothing to be scared of when it comes to me and you.”

“So what does this mean?”

“It means you mine and I'm yours and aint nothing or nobody coming in between us.”

“But what about Tracy?”

“Imma handle her, I shoulda put my foot down when she didn’t leave after dropping my sons off. None of that shit will ever happen again. I promise you that.”

“Promise?” She asked, holding out her pinky to him. He nodded with a chuckle before connecting their pinkies together and placing a kiss on the back of her hand.

“Promise, but uh- we gotta talk about you and homeboy” He rolled his eyes when she had a confused look on her face. “Oh- I would never dream of fumbling you.” He mocked in a high-pitched tone. She tried to contain her laugh but she couldn’t with the look of utter disgust on his face. “And then you had the nerve to like that shit.”

“I’m sorry.” She said still laughing

“Man, that shit had me hot. Just wait until I see that motherfucker…”

February 16th 2021

Airielle let out a soft moan as she slowly arose from her slumber. “Oh shit” she whispered, opening her eyes and making eye contact with Josh who was settled between her legs with his tongue gently lapping at her clit.

“Mmm, happy birthday baby.”

“Thank yo-ohh” her response was cut short as he sucked her clit into his mouth, he chucked against her sex as one of her hands moved down to grip his hair between her fingers. Her orgasm hit her immediately, her thighs shaking as Josh didn’t stop his torment on her pussy. “Jesus Christ,” she moaned pushing his head away when it got to be too much.

“Happy birthday.” He said again as he kissed his way back up her body and connecting their lips together. She moaned into the kiss sliding her hands down his chest and abs, he let out a moan once she cupped him through his boxers. “We don’t have time.” Airielle ignored him, slipping one hand inside of his boxer and stroking him.

“But it’s my birthday.” She whispered against his lips. “Shouldn’t I get what I want?”'

“Y-yeah” he stuttered back, pumping his hips to match her strokes. “You can have whatever you want.” He let out a groan when she sucked his bottom lip into her mouth and bit down on it. She pouted when he abruptly pulled away from her and moved over the bed.

“Josh.” She whined sitting up in his bed and crossing her arms over her exposed breast. He chuckled and threw her shower cap at her.

“You got about 20 minutes before Trin and your cousins get here.” she arched her eyebrow but didn't say anything as she stood up from the bed and strutted over to him. “Airielle,” He warned, eyes on the ceiling so he wasn't looking at her naked body. She rolled her eyes with a grin and walked past him into the bathroom.

“So..” Yasmine trailed off as she, Airielle, Trinity and Asheley got settled in the empty beauty bar. “Are you happy?” Airelle nodded as she thanked the worker for her mimosa.

“I am, like this is crazy..” She gestured around to the empty shop that was decorated for her birthday. She was.. shocked for a lack of better words when they walked into the shop to find a ‘Happy Birthday Airielle’ banner taped to the reception desk and a balloon garland at the entrance.

She was also shocked to find out that Josh had put his credit card on file so whatever service they wanted was already paid for.

“Oh, you mean none of your ex-boyfriends never bought out a salon for you to get pampered on your birthday?” Ashley said with a teasing smile.

“It’s the fact that he paid enough to where they could close for the entire day and not miss out on any funds.” Trin said with a smile, proud of her brother in law. This was the top black owned spa/beauty bar in Pensacola and Airielle had mentioned that she wanted to go here, so why not go all out for her birthday?

“You are a lucky girl.” The nail tech smiled at Airielle

“Yeah,” Airielle breathed out with a slight chuckle. It was crazy to her that a couple of days ago she was willing to walk away from a relationship with Josh. She was willing to lock her love for him away in a box in the back of her mind with her mother and … nope she still wasn’t ready to think about that. Even though it was years ago it was still a raw and sensitive topic.

“Imma need to find me a man like Josh..” Ashley said as they walked into one of Airielle’s favorite boutiques to find it set up similar to the beauty bar.

“Welcome, my name is Aliyah and you must be Airielle.” She said looking at Airielle who nodded. “You ladies have free reign, a Mr. Fatu has put his card on file for you all and said there is no limit.” Airielle’s eyes widened as she looked at the other three women. “Oh and happy birthday.” Aliyah smiled before going to the back of the store where Airielle assumed her office was.

“And you were willing to give all this up because you were scared..” Yasmine said, chuckling when Airielle gave her a shove. As the three other women went to start looking for dresses, Airielle pulled out her phone to text Josh.

To Josh❤️🫶🏽: any more surprises? From Josh❤️🫶🏽oh beautiful, i got a whole bunch of shit up my sleeve From Josh❤️🫶🏽 you havin a good time though? To Josh❤️🫶🏽 Yes, thank you, best mani/pedi i ever experienced. From Josh❤️🫶🏽: you deserve it. I’ll see you when you get back.

“Stop texting that man and come help us spend his money!” She heard Ashley yell out. And spend his money they did. She knew when Josh got his credit card statement later that month he would probably have a mini heart attack.

“You sure yo’ eyes closed?” Josh questioned Airielle as he led her inside of the restaurant where her ‘surprise’ birthday dinner was. She wasn’t sure why she needed to be blind folded if she planned the dinner herself .

“Yes Josh, my eyes are closed. I have a blindfold on Josh, I can’t see anything.”

“Aight just checking” She rolled her eyes under the blindfold and let him guide her where he wanted her to go. “Okay ready?” She nodded and he took off her blindfold.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” Airielle let out a gasp as she took in the room. They had completely transformed the private room to fit her aesthetic .

“Oh my god.” She whispered, looking around the room, a smile making a way onto her face.

“You like it?” Josh asked and Airielle could hear the uncertainty in his voice. She turned around to face him.

“I love it Josh.” She whispered, throwing her arms around his neck and bringing her mouth to his in a sweet and soft kiss, giggling at the chorus of ‘awe’s’ from her guest and a shout of ‘hands!’ from her dad when Josh let his hands slide down to her butt. Josh immediately removed his hands from her body and held them up causing the group to laugh.

This was the best birthday Airielle had had in years and it was all thanks to Josh. If this was what being loved by him was like… she could get used it.

AIRIELLEJONES

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klausysworld · 2 years

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can you please write a headcanon of yandere Klaus Mikaelson with a broken reader? Basically Klaus is delighted to find out reader is obedient and does everything he says, then later he realises reader actually gives up on hope and became a former shell of herself with no passion of life or interests.

Decided to write this in more of a one-shot kinda way, hope you don’t mind :) i just think it might work better

I’ve lost it

It had been god knows how long since i was last outside. I couldn’t remember the last time i saw one of my family members. The only interactions i had was with Klaus himself and even them most of them ended in arguments. It was becoming draining.

I was coming to the realisation that i was not going to be getting out. There was no life after my escape and no happy life where i could the busy streets and see what the world has to offer. One time Klaus had offered to show me the world, i wish i had just accepted it instead of being so rude. I should have at least let him down gently but no, and now i was sat amongst takeaway packets because Klaus didn’t have time to cook me anything.

He’s been busier lately, leaving me alone more. It’s hard not to contemplate everything. The lack of physical contact and communication was starting to get to my head.

Klaus hasn’t come to see me in maybe a few days? I couldn’t tell what time it was anymore but i was hungry. I hadn’t moved from my spot in the bed in what felt like a forever.

I couldn’t be bothered to move when i heard the door unlock, i heard footsteps getting closed and i could smell food. Real food, it made my mouth water and i closed my eyes to savour it incase it was a hallucination

“My love…i have breakfast for you” Klaus. Of course, I wasn’t really expecting anyone else. He knelt in front of me but the food wasn’t in his hands making me frown in confusion. His hand came to hold my cheek as he furrowed his brows

“Aren’t you hungry sweetheart?” He asked a little softer. I was starving but I wasn’t sure if it was worth eating anymore.

“Where were you?” i asked, my voice a lot weaker than i had hoped

“I’m sorry, my family, they’re awake and I’ve been trying to find the time to come down here…have you been using the colouring pencils i got for you?” He stood up taking a look around, his eyes saddening

“Those are the same books you had last time i was here, love what have you been doing?” He asked, his arms slipped under my body to pull me into a sitting up position making me groan, i suddenly felt a lot more hungry now i was upright as i looked around for the food. He was quick to sit down next to me with the tray practically shovelling the food into my mouth

“Good girl just keep going” he muttered as he brought some water to my lips

Once i had cleared the plate i found myself leaning into him. As much as i hated him at least he was somewhat alive. He was a real thing and he was here. I could feel the skin of his arms on mine as i shut my eyes and pulled myself into his lap as my fingers curled around his henley. His thumb rubbed circles against my upper arm making my eyes burn with tears, this man was my only comfort and yet he had taken me away from everything i had ever loved.

“Do you feel sick sweetheart?” He asked feeling my forehead with the back of his hand

“Please don’t leave” i whispered clinging to him tightly, turning my body to straddle him, my legs wrapping around him and my arms holding onto his midsection

“Please it’s too quiet” I added with a sniff as a tear ran astray down my face. I felt his hand on the back of my head and i tucked my face under his chin

“I’m not going anywhere my darling, I’m staying with you for as long as i can”

We stayed like that for a while before he lifted me and turned on the shower

“Im just going to sit in the bedroom okay?” He asked as he set the temperature, setting me down onto my feet

“No no you said you wouldn’t leave, stay you gotta stay” i sobbed grabbing onto him, his body tensed before relaxing as I practically climbed him to attache myself to him muttering ‘no’ over and over as he rocked me

“Okay… okay I’ll sit right here yeah? I’ll talk to you through the glass okay? I’m right here” he whispered

He stayed sat against the shower glass the whole time, he spoke about his family and why he was having problems with them. His mother being alive and throwing a ball. He said the ball didn’t go as planned and Kol had his neck snapped.

By the time i was out my mind was clearing over, and I wasn’t as well…crazy.

He brushed my hair and dried it, i didn’t complain or pull away like I usually did. He kept speaking the whole time, sometimes about the past and sometimes the present but never the future. I’m not sure if there even is a future anymore.

I stayed in his lap when he read a book to me, a love story between two normal people who fell for each other over time. They had a child at the end. He told me he thinks there’s a sequel and that he’d find it for me.

He only left me once to get us dinner before hurrying back.

He had been so gentle today, he didn’t yell or raise his voice at all

And so I couldn’t find it within me to push him away when he pressed his lips to mine. His lips were so soft and warm, his hands held my face as he slowly got on top of me. I didn’t protest when his tongue slipped into my mouth, I didn’t shove at him as he groaned into me, I didn’t bother pulling away when his hips rolled to meet mine, when his hand moved to touch my neck, when it trailed down and he rubbed over my breasts through my shirt. I didn’t stop him as he ground down harder his kiss growing hungrier and his hand becoming more bold as it moved between my legs, just cupping my sex through my sleep shorts.

Only when he pulled away did he take in my face, he swallowed thickly as he backed away from me

“Forgive me- i got carried away, I didn’t mean to make you feel like you had to” he muttered as he rolled onto his back

“Would you like me to stay for the night?” He asked quietly and i nodded bringing myself closer to him. My arm going over his chest as I snuggled into his side

“Will you be here in the morning?” I asked in a mumble

“Im not sure, i need to sneak back to my room in early enough so that my family think i stayed the night there but I’ll be back a little later for brunch?” He offered

“Yea okay, i understand” i whispered, he squeezed my tighter and pulled the cover up over my shoulders

“I love you sweetheart, so much. Just rest, i will take care of everything” his words blurred as i began to slip into unconsciousness.

The next few days…or weeks i just sort of did whatever he wanted. I did as he asked, sometimes we did some art together, he had also gotten me a typewriter to try and write stories, with all the reading id been doing i had a some creativity. I wasn’t allowed an actual laptop incase i tried to contact anyone.

Things were seeming to be a lot better. But then the realisation set in that this was as good as it was ever going to be. There was nothing that i was going to experience that would be worth living for anymore.

Klaus didn’t notice my detachment though. He was just happy that i was behaving. I never got mad at him or cried. I didn’t push or shove or kick or hit. I kissed back and sometimes i wondered if i could actually love him. But then i sort of realised i didn’t really feel much of anything anymore. I wasn’t mad or upset or disgusted but I wasn’t happy or feeling safe and cared for and loved. And i knew that he was doing it because he loves me and wants to keep me safe but I didn’t really know what was happening anymore.

Sometimes i wondered if it was one big mind fuck and i was in some weird game. Like maybe Klaus wasn’t really an original hybrid right? Like this whole thing is just to see how long it would take for me to crack. Sometimes i found myself looking to see if there were cameras or something watching me, was it a tv show?

That lasted like a week. Im convinced. I’ve lost it.

Klaus sort of grounded me most of the time, made me see and touch someone real and know that i was still some what alive. It was coming to the point where i had to pinch myself to make sure i was still real, i spoke to myself a lot, Klaus had days where he was really busy, he was better at seeing me as often as possible but still he couldn’t always balance me and his other life right?

I’d stopped writing, who’s even going to read them?

I found myself staring at his paintings for so long that i began to hate them. He had so many stupid hidden meanings it was an impossible puzzle.

The majority of my time was spent on the floor, either the carpet or the bathroom tiles if it i wanted a colder surface. Occasionally i pretended i was already dead. I mean what would he do if i were to die? He can’t just bring me back, not without vampire blood and i didn’t have that in my system. Sometimes i got worried though… what if he kept my body and kept me in my room, i worried what would happen after death, what if my soul or whatever was trapped in the room?

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(Third person)

Klaus was not expecting the scene infront of him. His love passed out on the floor, paper scattered everywhere and his paintings ripped to shreds. He slowly lifted her sleeping form placing her back into bed, he notices a cluster of little bruises along her thighs and stomach, pinch marks? He frowned seeing her fingernails slightly bloody and kissed them gently

He went back to the papers, no more than a few words scribbled down. It was about the afterlife and some held questions of what was happening. She wasn’t sure where she was. He felt his confusion grow seeing his paintings beaten in, the paintings of her. Her own face was torn out and a dot her blood was soaked into the carpet.

He slowly neared her in the bed after clearing the mess. His hand hesitantly pressed to her forehead to look through her mind

“Show me what’s troubling you my love”

He wasn’t expecting to find her completely emotionless while watching a clock. A clock with no arms. The ticking was persistent and yet there was no second hand, mo minute hand or hour hand. He found he was entranced by it struggling to pull himself away.

He dug further seeing her mid way through a panic attack in the middle of the room, spinning around hastily while pure fear crawled upon her face, she kept asking what was happening, why was she there? Who was watching her.

His heart ached, his wolf cried and his soul hurt seeing her scratch her legs to the point of the skin breaking.

Seeing her unmoving for days

Her laughing at nothing

Crying at the abstract painting he had made for her

And then he found a younger version of her, a small child version. Speaking to her mother

“One day I’m gonna live in a big house! I’m gonna have a baby and a husband and a pet cat! We’re gonna have you round all the time and it’s gonna be great! We can take holidays every year to slowly travel the world!” The innocence and excitement at the girl held her first plane ticket waving it at her elder sister who rolled her eyes but smiled non the less

Klaus came back from her mind to find himself crying. He wiped at his tears and sat with her hand in his

“I’m so sorry” he uttered while trying to find a way to stop her mind from collapsing in on itself.

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Betrayal (Finale) ~

Morax (Zhongli) x Reader (Angst)

And here it is, my beautiful readers! The final chapter of this story! I gotta say, it was really fun to write this, and I am so happy you all enjoyed it as well! I hope you enjoy this final chapter just as much! So, without further ado, grab your popcorn and enjoy the ride. Thank you all again for all the love and support on this story! <333333

“I thought I told you to stay away from Morax! Don’t you know how to listen?!” Guizhong yelled as she stepped in front of Morax.

“Did you really think that I would ever listen to a psycho such as yourself?” You said sternly

“You should have. You really should have, Y/n.” She said, her hands balling up

“No. No one, especially you, gets to tell me what to do. I make my own decisions, no one else.” You said back

“My, my. You have gotten quite confident haven’t you? What changed?” She teased.

She walked up closer to you, her heels clacking with the ground. She put her finger to her chin

“Hmm. Was it maybe because the other archons around you don’t think very highly of you? Is that it?” She said, making your hands slowly ball up. You looked around you, seeing the other archons look away from you to avoid eye contact.

“Or maybe it’s because you aren’t strong enough to take power over even the smallest group of people.”

“Enough, Guizhong.” Morax said.

Sure, he felt hurt that you had moved on, but that doesn’t give Guizhong any right to treat you like this.

“No. I wanna find out what made her this way. What conflict could she have possibly had that made her turn out this way?”

Just as she reached you, she stopped and smirked, turning around to look at Morax.

She then looked back at you and bent towards your ear, whispering ever so softly,

“Or…was it possibly because the one and only man you ever loved…turned out to be the one and only man who broke your heart because he chose me instead of you?” She asked.

She leaned back a bit and stared at you with a menacing look.

Your anger started to rise, vines slowly forming around the windows. Guizhong looked out of the corner of her eye, seeing what was going on.

“Ah, ah, ah. Wouldn’t want to start a scene now would we? I mean, afterall, these people are on my side. Even Morax. It would be foolish of you to start something you cannot finish.” She said, making you look at her with hurt eyes.

Kai looked at you and held your hand, trying to help calm you down.

“Ignore her. We can’t do it here. Not now.” He whispered in your ear.

Morax saw this and couldn’t help but get more jealous each minute you two were together.

Your hand slowly unballed itself, the vines slowly going back down to their natural state.

“That’s a good girl.” She mocked, straightening herself up.

“Now, why don’t you turn around and go. You’ve already embarrassed yourself enough, haven’t you?” She asked, turning on her heel. You looked up at Morax with tears in your eyes. You couldn’t believe you were still emotional over him, especially after all this time! All of the work you put yourself through went completely down the drain. You hated yourself for it.

“Oh!” Guizhong said as she suddenly remembered something. An evil smirk making its way to her face.

“And give these to Asuka. Tell him we are all sorry for what happened to Airi.” She said, tossing something at you.

You and Kai both stopped in your tracks, all the composure in your body completely gone. You slowly turned around, looking at the gift below you to see a little ceramic item.

“That’s it.” You said, your voice calm, but clearly furious.

Kai tried to hold you back once more, afraid of what would happen to you.

“No, Y/n. Please, stop.” He said, wrapping his arms around your body to hold you back.

Morax tried to stand up, his jealousy getting the best of him, but Guizhong held him down.

“They are not worth it.” Guizhong said, making Morax look up at her like she was insane.

“He is grabbing onto her!” He replied with a frustrated tone.

“Who cares?” She asked. He was getting more skeptical about her every second that passed.

Meanwhile, Kai was working hard to hold you back. But you couldn’t stand it anymore. You were going to get your revenge, not only for you, but for Airi as well. Guizhong took her parents away from her…and now she took her life, too. All because Guizhong wanted to keep you out of the way?

You grunted, trying to get Kai off of you.

“Stop, Y/n. Stop!” He yelled

“NO!” You yelled back. Out of instinct, you stomped your foot on the ground, which was a mistake.

The contact between your foot and the ground created a large burst underground. It forced Kai away from you into a couple other archons.

The impact was so great that it caused the entire room to shake, allowing some items to fall. There were mumbles and whispers from other archons as they saw what you were able to do.

You looked down and saw the huge cracks you left in the ground, seeing a trail of tree roots peeking out of them.

You looked back up and saw Morax staring at you in awe, never seeing you use your powers to harm anyone, accident or not. Meanwhile, Guizhong just stared at you with frustration.

You slowly walked up to the object, seeing it was a little bunny.

You stared at it, your breath getting heavier with each moment you looked at it. Memories of you, Airi, and Asuka playing in an open field with little creatures started to form. Seeing how happy the two were when they saw a little baby bunny you had brought over. Seeing how in love Airi was when she saw the cute thing. Remembering her asking if she could keep it for the rest of the day. Remembering her laughter and bright smile as she got to cuddle with it. All of those memories and more came running back to you, making your blood boil.

You grabbed the ceramic item and threw in on the ground, smashing it to bits and pieces, making people around you gasp.

“Don’t act like you care, you heartless bitch!” You yelled, tears making their way to your eyes once more.

Guizhong glared at you, walking towards you carefully.

“I am not heartless! I was just trying to make things better for him-”

“No, you were trying to make yourself feel better!” You yelled, making Morax stare at you, his heart breaking again as he saw how distressed you were.

“”I have no idea what you’re talking about.” She said, scoffing at you

“You know exactly what you did.” You said

“What is she talking about?” Morax interjected

Guizhong quickly turned to him and smiled psychotically.

“Nothing, my dear. She is obviously insane, and should be put in a mental institute right away!” She yelled

“You killed her!” You yelled, making everyone go silent.

“You killed her, and made it seem like it was nothing! And all of you so-called archons didn’t even help!” You yelled, looking at the others in the room with tears falling down your eyes.

“She was only 9 years old!” You said

Suddenly, the archons started to look away in guilt and shame.

“She was only 9 when Guizhong took her parents away. She was only 9 years old when her own life was taken away! Do none of you see anything wrong with that?! How could you all just….just stand there and act like everything was okay? Especially when she sent you all calls for help?!” You said

“And not only her, but hundreds…thousands of other helpless citizens called for your help! And now they are all gone because you didn’t do anything to help them! How can you look at yourself and think you are anywhere near what an archon is?! You ignored them and let them die…and you know what?” You asked, making all of them slowly look up at you.

“You all are so stupid that you didn’t even know that the monsters that were killing them all were all coming from her.” You said, pointing towards Guizhong.

“Come on, Y/n. There is no way Guizhong would do that-” Morax started to say

“Oh and here we are again. The one and only Morax, the Geo Archon, The man of Contracts. Helping defend Guizhong once again. Well you know what, Morax? Go ahead! Do it. Honestly, I’d be surprised if you didn’t!” You yelled at him

“Y/n, I-”

“Save it! I knew it was a mistake ever trusting you. I knew it was a mistake falling oh so deeply in love with you.” You mocked.

Morax felt his chest tighten, feeling like there were nails going down his throat as you talked to him like that.

“I’m glad you chose her. Because thanks to you, I dodged what would have been the biggest mistake in my life. Being with you.” You said, your anger getting the best of you.

“Y/n…you don’t mean that. Please, you know I love you. I always have…I just-”

“Enough. I don’t care for what you have to say. You broke me. Absolutely shattered me.” You said, your voice faltering.

Tears began to build up inside Morax’s eyes, his guilt all coming back to him at once.

“And besides, I’m not here for you.” You started, turning your vision towards Guizhong.

“I'm here for her. To finish what she started.” You said.

Suddenly, there was a split second of absolute silence. No one moved, no one breathed. They all sat there, fearful of what was about to happen.

Then, out of nowhere, a large tree root burst out of the ground and slammed right into Guizhong.

People screamed and began to run out of the large building.

However, some of the archons stayed put and ran after you to stop you.

A man placed his hands on your arms, holding you back. You grunted as you tried to escape free from his hold.

You looked ahead of you and saw three other men and women coming after you. You knew you had to act quick. Otherwise, this will all be for nothing.

You threw your head back, hitting his nose as hard as you could. The man cried out in pain, accidentally letting you go. You turned to him and kicked him right in the groin, making his breath leave his body. You saw that he had a sword in his sheath, so you grabbed it quickly. He tried to grab it back, but you brought your elbow up to his face and knocked him out.

You turned around, seeing the three people right behind you. You forced your sword out as a warning.

They didn’t hold back, and instead, they ran after you with their weapons.

You quickly placed your arm on the outer left sword, pushing it into the other two swords on the right. You then wrapped your arm around the arms of the swords, blocking the archons from moving.

You then flipped over the swords and used your leg to kick each of them away, pulling their swords out of their hands and throwing them someplace else.

They all got back up on their feet with ease and ran after you. However, you dropped the sword and raised your hands, a dark green glow emitting from each hand.

All three of them stopped, hesitant of what you were going to do to them.

“You all saw what I could do with a sword. Do you really want to see what I can do with my own magic?!” You warned, making them all back up a bit.

However, while you were focusing on them, you didn’t realize the large rock hurling towards you.

You were knocked back into a wall, causing you to lose focus for a second.

“Get out of here, now!” A familiar voice said. You saw a blurry scene of feet running past you, getting to a safe area.

You tried to get up, but the rock that hit you made that hard

“Y/n. Please, stop. This isn’t you.” The voice said, making you look up at the person to see none other than Morax

“Y-You…used your ability on me?” You asked in disbelief.

“I have to if it will stop you. Please, Y/n. I know you are mad about everything, but please don’t blame Guizhong. She was just trying to help-” “NO! SHE WASN”T!” You lashed out at him, a large vine growing and pushing him back.

You pushed him up against a wall, the vine slowly wrapping around his neck.

“Y/n…stop…”He gasped out as he slowly raised up in the air.

“No. All you have done is betray me over and over again. You don’t know what it was like.” You said, tears slipping out of your eyes again.

“You don’t know what it was like to watch someone you care for die in your arms. To see that little sparkle slowly disappear out of their once lively eyes. You weren’t there when those ruthless animals that Guizhong created killed her. Killed her family. Killed hundreds of other people.”

He stared at you, watching you pour your feelings out.

“You don’t know what it’s like to get your heart broken over and over again. And the person who caused all of it, is someone you’re defending.” You said, tightening the vine.

“Why are you doing this, Morax? Do you really hate me that much?” You asked, your power faltering, allowing him to breathe again.

He fell to the ground, grabbing his throat as he gasped in precious air.

He then looked up to you, seeing you fall to your knees

He quickly ran to you and held your hands, holding you close to his chest.

“Don’t ever say that again. I could never hate you, Y/n. I love you. I really do. And I’m sorry about…about everything. I’m sorry I hurt you. I’m sorry all I ever did was cause you pain and heartbreak. That was never my intention.” He started, making you look up at him

“Y/n, I am not lying when I say I have loved you for so long. After you left, that love grew and grew. It killed me everyday that you weren’t here with me. I couldn’t do anything. I didn’t do anything. I was and am so lost without you, and I realized that was my fault. I know I’m the one that pushed you away and I am truly, deeply sorry. I know what I did will never be forgivable, but please know that I really do love you, Y/n. And only you. No one else.”

“Then why did you choose-”

“I was angry. And I shouldn’t have been. I was being selfish and was mad at you for making me choose…when in reality, you were right. I treated you like garbage when Guizhong showed up.”

“Why? Why did you?”

“Y/n…I loved you so much…and I still do love you so much. But before I knew you shared the same feelings for me, I tried to get rid of those romantic feelings. I was so afraid that my love for you would destroy our already amazing relationship. I didn’t want you to leave me. So…I tried to push those feelings onto Guizhong. I tried to fall in love with her like I did with you.”

“Did you?”

He smiled a bit, placing his hand on your face.

“No. Not in the slightest. That love I felt for you could and only would be for you. And it still is that way, Y/n. But you have got to stop this. For us. Please.” He begged, a tear falling out of his eye.

Your heart was confused at this point. It was racing fast at his confession to you…but at the same time, he still didn’t believe you. He believed you were imagining it.

You pulled his hands away from your face, pushing him away. You got up to your feet

“Y/n-” He started, standing up as well.

“If you love me. If you truly love me, then show it.”

“What do you mean?” He asked

“Show me you love me by trusting me. Trust that I know what I am doing.” You said, making him look down at you.

He truly did love you, but he wasn’t sure about this. You were going to hurt Guizhong with an accusation that you haven’t proved yet.

But he looked in your eyes and saw that same glint he once saw starting to show up again. He knew what he had to do. He couldn’t lose you again.

He sighed and nodded.

“Okay. I trust you.” He said. You stared at him with a bit of surprise, not expecting him to say that.

“Just…please be careful. I don’t want to lose you again.” He said, caressing your cheek. You couldn’t say anything, not used to his gesture. Instead, you just nodded

Unfortunately, before Morax could do anything else, a large gust of dust spewed at him, forcing him back against a wall with the other archons.

“Morax!” You yelled in fear as you saw how hard his head hit the wall.

Kai quickly ran to him to aid his injuries.

You snapped your head around to see Guizhong walking down to you, anger evident in her face.

“I told you to leave him alone!” Guizhong said, forming a small dust tornado in her hand. She then threw it towards you, watching it grow bigger and bigger as more dust was added.

Your eyes widened as it was coming straight for you.

“Y/n, move!” Kai yelled

You jumped out of the way, just barely dodging it. Instead, it hit four large caryatids, completely destroying them.

Guizhong growled in frustration, whipping her hand to the left. Within an instant, a large gust of dust formed, throwing you to a wall.

“Y/n!” Morax yelled, trying to get up to help you. Kai, however, pushed him back down.

“What the hell are you doing?! Let me go!” He yelled towards the man.

“No, you are far too hurt. If you do anything more, you could seriously injure yourself!” Kai yelled back

“I don’t care! I would do anything for Y/n! Wouldn’t you? You’re hers now, aren’t you? Treat her like it and help me help her!” Morax said

Kai looked at Morax with confusion for a split second before realizing what he said.

“Gross! Y/n and I aren’t together! And I don’t love her like that! I love her as my sister!” Kai said

Morax suddenly shut up, looking at Kai with a look of confusion, but mostly relief.

“So…you don’t…love her the way I love her?” Morax asked, making Kai face palm.

“Dude, how dull are you? How are you deemed one of the smartest and strongest archons, yet you don’t even understand the basic emotions such as love?” He asked, making Morax look down.

“Look, I only see her as a sister and she only sees me as a brother. That’s it.” Kai stated, tending to Moraxs’ wound

“And here I was thinking she had moved on already.” Morax said, feeling like a complete idiot. Kai chuckled, grabbing Morax’s attention.

“What is so funny?”

“Y/n is far from moving on.”

“What do you mean?” He asked

“Where do I even start? Dude, she wouldn’t stop talking about you whenever you were brought up. One time, my little brother brought her a rock in the shape of a star and that made her start talking about how you would always give her beautifully shaped and handmade rocks.”

Morax stayed silent. He never felt so stupid.

“She even talked about your favorite drink and food when we cooked together. Gosh, honestly it was getting annoying every now and then.”

“Why?” “Because I could see how much she loves you. How much she misses you. Yet at the same time, I couldn’t understand why because you broke her heart.”

Morax turned his vision towards you, seeing you on the ground.

“I made a mistake. One that changed my entire life…Now I need to fix it.” Morax said, pushing himself up.

“What?! No, Morax! You’ll hurt yourself and Y/n would never forgive me!” Kai yelled, holding Morax back.

He quickly turned around, his hair starting to float from frustration.

“I would die if it meant saving Y/n. Now let me go!” Morax yelled at Kai, his voice deepening as his eyes emitted a bright yellow glow.

Kai quickly let go of Morax, not wanting to anger the archon any further.

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Guizhong walked towards you slowly, forming more dust to hold you down on the ground.

“I told you. You should’ve listened” She yelled, a plethora of her monstrous creatures forming around her. Everyone stared at her in shock, including Morax

“She was right! Y/n was right!” A lady yelled

“We have to help her! There’s no way she can stop all of those creatures by herself!” A man yelled.

Soon, people tried to come and help you after discovering the truth, but Guizhong pushed them all back with a strong dust storm.

“Enough! Leave her and me be.” Guizhong said, focusing her attention back to you. She walked up to you and pulled your hair back.

“You should have stayed dead when I stabbed you. But now, I’m going to make sure you die. Once and for all!”

That’s when Morax’s mind went blank as he stared at Guizhong.

“You…what?” He asked, his mind slowly going dark.

Guizhong turned to Morax, rolling her eyes.

“Oh come on, Morax. Don’t tell me you still have feelings for the girl. You and I belong together! We are the ultimate couple that everyone will talk about. She doesn’t deserve you. I do!” She said

Suddenly, things clicked for him

“All those things you showed me the day she supposedly died…you did that! You hurt her and then tried to blame someone else for it!” He yelled, his head pounding. She frowned

“Yes. I am sorry I lied to you, but I needed to! All you talked about was Y/n. I couldn’t even get you alone anymore because you were too busy worrying about Y/n. Y/n this, Y/n, that. Gosh, she is such a pill! I can’t possibly understand what you ever saw in her!” Guizhong said

That’s when Morax saw red. He couldn’t believe she lied and manipulated him when he was at his lowest! But most importantly, Guizhong hurt you. She almost killed you. And no one gets to hurt you unless they want to face his wrath.

Suddenly, he raised his hand, causing the ground to shake. The debris from the building quickly formed together to create a large boulder.

Morax shouldn’t have been doing this. He was already severely injured due to his head, so this was just making things worse for him. But he wouldn’t let Guizhong get away with this. He wouldn’t let her or anyone else hurt you ever again.

Everyone stared at the boulder as it slowly rotated in place. It was almost the size of a building.

“Take this, you lying bitch” He said uncharacteristically.

He then threw it towards her, hitting her far away from you.

Your eyes widened as you looked behind you, seeing Morax.

He looked at you, blood trickling down his head. A small smile plastered on his face as his eyes slowly started to close

“I’m…sorry…I ever….doubted you…” He said, slowly passing out.

“Morax?!” You asked with worry

“Don’t worry about him. He’s just dealt with too much. I’ll be able to help him. Now it's time for you to do what you came here for. Finish what she started, Y/n. For Airi! For all of us!” Kai said, dealing with Morax’s wound.

You looked away from them, and looked towards Guizhong. She was lying on the ground, but the creatures she created were still forming around her, growling at you as they got closer and closer.

“Run, Y/n!” A few archons said

“Don’t do it! You won’t make it!” Another few said

But you ignored them. You came here to finish things off. You couldn’t back down, not now.

Your hands slowly opened and rose up as you watched the creatures slowly walk towards you.

A large window was right behind you, which was perfect.

Rapidly, large vines began to grow all around the window, pushing against it to get in.

Everyone stared at you in awe

“Stay.” You started, more vines growing thicker and larger. The window behind you started to crack.

“Away!” You yelled, pushing your hands forward.

The vines broke past the window, shattering it into pieces. The vines quickly grew towards the creatures and wrapped them up, holding them tightly in place, lifting them up in the air.

Some managed to escape, but a new vine was created out of another vine, which grabbed the creature again.

The creatures began to whimper as they realized they couldn’t move, nor could they escape.

“I’m sorry it has to be this way.” You apologized.

The vines began to tighten around them and squeezed as hard as they could until they turned back into dust. One by one, each of the small creatures died, leaving nothing but dust on the ground.

You ran up to Guizhong and grabbed your sword, ready to end things once and for all. However, she quickly dodged your attack and pushed you away with yet another large gust of dust.

She didn’t stop it, so you had to form a large barrier around you. You stomped on the ground, causing large tree roots to form around you, letting you breathe a little

“Stop hiding, you bitch!” She yelled.

She gathered her hands together, collecting all the dust from the previous creatures she made.

“Fine, if all you’re going to do is hide…then I’ll make you come out forcefully.” She said

Suddenly, the dust gathered together, creating a large object. She swayed her hands around quickly, forming a gigantic wolf. The roots slowly moved away, allowing you to see what she was doing.

Your eyes widened as you saw the 30 foot creature salivating and snarling at you.

You stared at her with determination, though. Not letting her scare you one bit.

“Two can play at that game” You murmured.

You then placed your hands on the ground, pulling any vegetation together. The ground began to shake once more, only this time, it was more brutal. Statues were falling, chandeliers were falling, anything that was fragile was now on the ground and beaten down. Even parts of the walls fell down, creating various openings.

Right after, large tree roots and branches grew in. Large vines and stems attached to them as well. First, they grew together to create what looked to be a paw, then another, then a large body, and finally, a head.

Within seconds, you managed to create a large 50 ft animal out of nothing but trees and vines.

You went over to it and touched it, causing its eyes to glow a bright white color.

Guizhong backed up a bit, shocked at what you were able to do.

The archons behind you watched you in awe, amazed with the power you held.

“You like it?” You asked with a teasing tone. Guizhong just glared at you.

“What’s the matter? Scared now, are we?” You asked.

You then sent your creature off to fight Guizhongs’ creature.

They both pushed against each other. The wolf bit into your animal’s chest, pulling some of the roots out. However, the area that was torn quickly healed back up as the tree branches grew back together.

Your animal then quickly grabbed the wolf's body with its mouth, easily lifting it up. The wolf whimpered from the pain as it was tossed aside. The animal then ran after it, knocking it outside, creating a gigantic hole in the other wall.

“Everyone outside now!” Kai yelled, getting help to get Morax out.

While this was all going on, you and Guizhong were going at it.

She tried to punch you, but you easily dodged it. You grabbed her wrist and twisted it, pulling it down. As she went down, you took the opportunity to knee her in the face, breaking her nose.

She growled and lunged at you, forcing you on your back. She took her sword and tried to pierce you with it, but thankfully, you were able to push against her sword with yours.

You both grunted, trying to beat each other's strength.

However, Guizhong was filled with so much rage that her strength began to increase more than yours.

Seeing that her sword was getting closer and closer to your chest, you had to do something else to stop her.

You quickly kicked her in the stomach as hard as you could, making her grip weaken. You took the opportunity to then push her back and get back up on your feet.

She looked up at you as you brought your foot up to her face and kicked her, forcing her head to turn away from you.

She quickly moved away from you to help get herself up.

You both looked at each other for a split second before running after one another again.

You both clashed your swords together, trying to hit an open area, but you two were always missing due to the other dodging.

You looked down and saw an opening. A perfect opportunity for you to strike to make her fall.

You swung your foot around and kicked her knee backwards, causing it to hyperextend and soon break.

She screamed in agony, feeling the pain surge up her entire body. As she slowly fell to the ground, she tried to hit you with another dust storm, but you stopped her from doing so by throwing your sword at her hand, slicing it.

With that, she finally fell to the ground, allowing you to complete your job.

You ran over to her and stepped on her chest to stop her from getting back up.

You placed your sword over your head, ready to pierce right through her

However, you stopped as you looked into her eyes. You saw how fearful they were. You saw the tears forming as she realized this was her end.

It reminded you of Airi. She looked almost the same as she died in your arms.

That’s when your arms began to slowly descend, your senses quickly coming back and getting the better of you.

You couldn’t…You just couldn’t kill her.

“Y/n! What are you doing?” Kai asked, worried what was going on.

You ignored him and kneeled down next to the girl.

“I…I can’t kill you.” You said in defeat, hating that you couldn’t.

Guizhong looked at you with confusion, tears still falling out of her eyes.

“I don’t know why…but something is telling me not too.” You said, not understanding what was going on with you.

Guizhong snuck behind you, grabbing her sword.

She raised her sword above her, ready to strike, but just as she was about to hit you, another rock came and hit her hard in the head.

Your eyes looked behind you as you saw Guizhong slowly fall to the ground, letting her sword go as she fell.

You then looked over to see Morax holding his hand up, his body going limp once more.

“NO!” You yelled, your anger coming back again.

You saw out of the corner of your eye Guizhong getting up, her hand hovering around for her sword.

You quickly got up and ran after her. You saw her hand just barely reach the end of her sword, but before she could get a full grasp on it, you kicked the sword up, allowing it to land in your hand.

She gasped as she saw you, quickly trying to run away.

“I gave you a chance! And you ruined it!” You yelled, finally throwing the sword towards her at a rapid speed.

Guizhong didn’t get past 10 feet before the sword sliced right through her chest. Guizhong’s eyes opened wide in shock as she felt the sharp pain go through her entire body.

She shook, her breath shaky as well as she slowly looked down to see blood pouring out of her chest. She slowly felt her body go numb and cold, causing her to fall to the ground.

She couldn’t believe she had lost. She couldn’t believe you had actually beaten her. And because you beat her, her life was slowly fading away. Soon after, her eyes began to close as her body began to feel tired.

You, on the other hand, watched her fall, seeing the blood pool out of her chest. You were furious at what she did, well almost did. You looked over to see your creature fighting Guizhongs wolf. It was about to attack your animal, but it quickly stopped in its tracks, confusing the tree animal. The wolf whimpered and howled as it went rabid, feeling its life quickly come to an end. And within seconds, it quickly fell to the ground, turning completely into dust.

You watched triumphantly as you saw that it was all over now. There will no longer be any more issues from her again.

However, before you could pat yourself on the back, you were quickly knocked back into reality when you heard Morax groan in pain.

You quickly ran over to him, holding him in your arms.

“Morax! What were you thinking?” You yelled at him, seeing his eyes slowly close

“I…was thinking…about you…” He said

“What?”

“I couldn’t…let her…hurt you again.”

“Morax, you idiot! I would have been fine.” You said, holding him close

He breathed in your scent, realizing how much he missed it. He took your hand and kissed it softly,

“I…missed you…” He said

“I missed you, too.” You said, hopeful that he was coming back to his senses.

“I…I'm so sorry…for all the pain….that I caused…” He said, tears running down his eyes.

“Morax, stop. I already forgave you. You have already shown me your love.” You tried to say, but Morax shook his head

“No. I should have shown you my love the day you asked me to pick between you and Guizhong. Because of me, all of this happened. And I’m sincerely sorry.”

“Morax, please stop. I know what you did was a mistake. I understand! And I still forgive you! But now, I just want you to focus on healing. That way we can spend the rest of our lives together. Once and for all. But you have to try and stay up.” You said, your voice breaking.

He didn’t respond, however. His eyes just kept getting closer and closer to closing, making you fear the worst.

“I…love...you” He said, his entire body going cold.

“I love you, too, you idiot! I always have! Please, stay up! Please!” You said.

When he wasn’t responding anymore, you freaked out.

“Morax?! Come on, wake up. Please wake up.” You begged as you saw more blood trickle down his head.

When he wasn’t waking up, your eyes started to water as you looked up at Kai

‘What’s wrong with him?! Why isn’t he waking up??” You asked desperately.

Kai looked over Morax, checking signs for wounds.

“He is losing too much blood. But I don’t have my tools to help fix it! If I can’t get anything to help him, It’ll be too late.” He said, making your heart sink.

You couldn’t lose him. Not when you just got him back. Not after everything you and him went through.

You stood up, slowly backing away as your body began to shake. Your heart was slowly breaking once more as you saw Morax’s life slowly fade away.

Kai tried to help Morax, but nothing he was doing was helping.

“Does anybody have any medical tools?!” Kai’s voice echoed as he tried to get help.

“Come on! He’s dying! I need help right now!” He yelled again.

You looked at Morax’s lifeless body, getting flashbacks from when Airi died. You fell to your knees as tears started to fall down your face as you tried to think of something, anything that would help Morax.

And then, a realization hit you as you figured there was one more option, one that you had tried to do before but failed.

It was a low chance that it would work, but you were willing to do anything at this point.

You walked back to Kai, gently pushing him out of the way.

“What are you doing?” he asked, but you ignored him. You couldn’t let anything distract you.

You placed your hand gently on Morax’s chest and began to use your ability on him.

The area that you touched began to glow a dark green hue. You inhaled and exhaled slowly, trying your best to focus all your energy into your hand. You then began to push more and more of your power out, feeling yourself get tired again. It was just like last time with Airi.

“Come on.” You whispered, opening your eyes. Kai looked at you and saw that your eyes were all white now. He knew exactly what you were trying to do.

He saw that you were beginning to shake and blood was starting to fall down your nose.

“Y/n, stop. You’re going to kill yourself if you keep going!” He said, but you shushed him

You began to push harder, seeing your vision start to blacken.

You were light headed from all the power you were using on him.

Soon, vines and tree branches began to circle around you two the more you used your power

“Come on, Morax. I can’t lose you. Please, wake up.” You whispered.

Soon, your skin began to crack, allowing a bright yellow glow to emit from them. Your body felt hot the more you continued. More and more blood was trickling down your nose, but you didn’t care.

You did everything to stay awake, even if it meant it was going to hurt you.

The green glow from his chest then started to move up to his head and his back, circling around that area. Your eyes widened as this was something you hadn’t seen yet.

You pushed harder, the cracks in your skin growing bigger and brighter. It was like your body was on fire at this point and the pain was becoming too much for you. You yelled loudly, trying to ease the pain. The more and more you did it, the more it was worse on you. “Wake UP!” You cried before your magic backfired on you. A loud burst was created and you were knocked back.

–

You were so tired, so weak. You felt your body slowly cool down as you started to relax. Nothing but ringing was heard in your ears. Your vision was completely blurry.

You were on the ground, barely functionable. Your half-lidded eyes slowly turned towards the area where Morax was, seeing his body lie there peacefully.

A few minutes passed as you watched him from the ground, hoping something would happen, but nothing.

That’s when you got your hopes up…You knew he was truly gone. You would never see him ever again. Tears fell down your face like a waterfall as reality hit you. You quietly sobbed as you saw that he was gone, feeling all your emotions pour out of you.

That was until you heard him groan a bit.

You paused, completely frozen as you stared at him. Soon, his hand began to move. Then his arm. Then his leg. And finally…his eyes opened softly, making your heart burst out of your chest.

You called out for him

“Morax!”

You tried to run to him, but you kept falling back to your knees, too weak to stand. He looked over and saw this, making his eyes widen. He got up and ran to you, picking you up in his arms as you two sat together. He held you close to him, still confused as to how this happened.

You were breathing heavily in his arms, just glad to be enveloped in them.

Morax looked at you and saw how weak you were, seeing a lot of blood falling down your nose. He looked at you and realized.

“Did…Did you do this? Did you…heal me?” He asked, making you nod and smile.

You tried to move up, but struggled to. He caught on and helped bring you up to him.

You got to look at his face, falling in love all over again. You shakily brought your hand up to his face, caressing his cheek. He closed his eyes, loving the feeling.

“I did it…because…I didn’t want to lose you.” You said in a raspy voice. He looked down at you with love in his eyes. He held you close to him, not letting you go one bit. You felt so good in his arms and he felt so good in yours. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, my love.” He whispered in your ear.

You smiled softly, kissing his cheek. He tensed up a bit just from that.

You looked back at him with a soft look. “I told you, I have already forgiven you.” You said, making his heart race.

He brought your face close to his, making both of your faces heat up.

“Then please let me do this.” He said, closing the gap between you two.

Your eyes widened at the sudden contact. Your lips molded perfectly together as you continued your long awaited kiss.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and closed your eyes, savoring this moment.

The kiss was passionate, yet soft and sweet. Anyone could tell that it was out of pure love for one another.

The kiss lasted for a few minutes before you broke it off to get air. He chuckled at you, and placed his fingers on your chin, raising your head up to look at him.

“I choose you, my love. And I always will. I will prove it to you each and every day if I have to.” he said, making you smile.

“Y/n…will you please be with me for the rest of our lives? So that we can live our happily ever after?” He said, making you chuckle. You pushed a strand of his hair away, bringing him closer to you.

“Of course, Morax. Of course I will.” You said, pulling him in for another kiss.

“I’ve missed you so much.” He said, deepening the kiss.

He let go this time, still holding you right near his face.

“I love you, Y/n. I love you so much. I think I am the luckiest man ever to have someone like you in my life.” He said

“Yeah, you are.” You teased, making him chuckle. You then looked at him in the eyes before talking once more.

“I love you, too. And I always will~’ You said, making his face heat up again.

You two then wrapped each other in your arms again and began to relax.

–

“Let me go!” Guizhong suddenly said. You and Morax turned your heads to see her being held down by the other archons, surprised to see her alive.

“Don’t worry about her. She won’t be getting away any time soon. You two go back to your lovey dovey situation. We will take care of her.” One of the archons said

“You thought you could kill me, didn’t you? HAHAHA! You should see the stupid look you have on your face right now! You look like an idiot! HAHAHA-” Guizhong said maniacally before being knocked out by another one of Morax’s rocks.

“Take her away. We will deal with her later.” Morax said. The other archons nodded and took her to a place that would keep her trapped until her fate was decided. But before they left, one of the archons stopped to say something to you.

“Oh and thank you, Y/n. We know we all have a lot to do to make it up to you. But please know that we are all deeply and truly sorry. We should’ve never treated you poorly. You have opened our eyes…and we all realize that we need to make a lot of changes right away. Not for us, but for everyone else who relies on us.” Another said, making you smile and nod. They then took Guizhong away to who knows where, but you two didn’t care. All you cared about was that you had each other now.

You two looked at each other and smiled.

“Now, where were we?” Morax asked as he brought your lips to his, kissing you deeply. You smiled into the kiss, loving every moment of it.

–

After that, you two began your lives together, living a wonderful life. You had explained everything that happened to Morax, including the people you met: Kai, Airi, and Asuka. When you told him of Airi, he couldn’t help but feel terrible. You reassured him that everything would be fine now, letting him know that she is finally with her parents again. You then helped Asuka and Kai with their small town, helping rebuild it and making it better. They also changed the name of the small town to Liyue in honor of Airi and her parents. Eventually, it would start to grow larger and larger. You and Morax helped other areas as well, defending them against all types of danger, but Liyue was the place for both of you. You both loved that area and so, you both decided to dedicate your lives to protecting it. But no matter what, whatever was going on, you two were always together. And nothing would ever stop that.

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