#that night when we laid down to sleep we said our goodnights and a moment later i heard from the head of the bed

[isa-ah]

been having some creepy stuff happen lately and who knows if it's paranormal or PTSD related ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

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“The silent treatment” Alfie Solomons x Reader

Alfie Solomons x Wife!Reader

You can’t stay mad and quiet at him forever, at least not if he can help it.

You looked Alfie in the eyes before you shook your head and turned around, walking away from your husband. “Where are you going?” You stayed silent, walking up the stairs to get yourself ready for bed. He creased his brows and followed closely behind you. “You can’t just stop an argument by not talking.” You didn’t even acknowledge him, just undoing the back to your dress and allowing it to fall to the floor; unclipping your hair from your updo and letting it fall.

Alfie felt offended: that was his job; you always let him take down your hair.

“Ziskeit, the silent treatment isn’t the way to go about this.” He told you, but you just wandered off to put your slip dress and slide into bed. Alfie was still stood in the doorway in disbelief, watching as you went on about your day as if you didn’t live with your husband of three years.

“Poppet-” click the lamp beside your bed turned off and Alfie’s jaw was on the floor, tutting at you. How dare you? He went about his own nightly routine, trying not to seem wounded by his lack of goodnight kisses and giggles as he’d tickle your neck with his beard. Eventually, he laid beside you and put an arm around your waist but it was shrugged off. “Look treacle I don’t care how fucked off you are with me, right. But I should be able to sleep comfortably with my wife.” He said, gruffly into your ear; moving again to replace his hand.

Again, you’d pushed it off. “Fucking unbelievable. Cant touch my own wife.” He’s grumbled, turning over and crossing his arms to try to force himself to sleep angrily when all he really wanted was your embrace on a cold night.

The next morning, he’d woken up to you doing your hair at the vanity he’d bought you for your last birthday. He’d walked over and pecked your cheek. “Morning ziskeit” he said and you said nothing, didn’t even look at him. He sighed exasperatedly. “Still doing that are we.”

He put his hands on the back of your chair and leant down to look at you in the mirror. “Real mature of you this, poppet.” He told you, taking the hair in the pony tail and wrapping it around his hand. “Knew I’d married a younger woman when we said our vows but didn’t realise I’d married a little girl.” He tugged the hair sharply. “Perhaps you need daddy to reeducate you, hmm?” You looked back at him in the mirror and shivered, and for a moment he’d thought he’d won. You just picked up the nice little expensive perfume bottle he’d bought you and sprayed it twice on your neck, getting him straight in the face. He just huffed and let you be. You couldn’t continue this forever.

He trudged down the stairs and went to make you both some breakfast, simultaneously tightening jars and putting cans higher than he knew you could reach, placing a plate in front of you when you’d arrived downstairs. But before you could even look at it, Alfie had wagged his finger at you. “Only girls who use their manners get fed.” He said and you narrowed your eyes. He took your chin in a hand and hummed at you as though speaking with a disobedient child. “Hmm? So? You going to ask politely, ziskeit?” You clenched your jaw and swatted the hand away once more, standing to go feed Cyril.

It went on similarly for the rest of the day, you trying to open things, to no avail - just for your husband to swoop in like some saviour and offer to do it “if you just say please” to which you’d throw the jar in the bin. Or when you’d stretch go grab something high up, even trying to climb on the counter, feeling hands on your waist “I’ll give you a hand, just have to ask, treacle.” And you’d jump down.

And it was like Groundhog Day as he found himself in the same position he was in yesterday. “Please loves, just need to hear your voice I’m sorry.” He’d pleaded, watching you undress ready for bed. “Right-” he’d grabbed you and threw you over his shoulder, barely any garments covering your dignity. He gently dropped you on the bed and settled himself between your legs, ripping your undergarments off as he looked up at you “let’s see how long you can stay fucking quiet”

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Want Them Both

Azriel x Cassian x reader

A/n: another thought that wouldn’t leave my brain, enjoy!

Warnings: slight angst and then fluff

You had definitely had far too much faerie wine. What gave it away was how hard you were just crying on Feyre’s shoulder as she comforted you. The predicament you were in was killing you.

The mating bond had snapped for you and Azriel which made you both extremely happy. You had been close for forever and had always had a stupid crush on Azriel. When he felt the bond Azriel had told you how happy he was that the Mother and the Cauldron gave him his best friend to hold forever.

In the middle of the happiest day of your life something else happened that confused you. You had ran into Cassian coming out of Rhys’s office and as soon as you made eye contact the bond reached out to him, snapping for both of you. Cassian tried to hug you but you had ran.

You felt his hurt and confusion down the bond. You know you owed him an explanation but you were scared. As much as you love Azriel you couldn’t deny your feelings for Cassian as well. You’re so lost and confused. You don’t think you’d be able to pick just one of them.

You wouldn’t be able to break off the bond with one and keep the other. It would crush you knowing one of these sweet males was suffering while you were happy with the other. That’s why you were crying to Feyre now.

She had coaxed the story out of you after a few glasses of wine. Now you’re too exhausted to even think anymore. Leaning back on the couch with a huff you slap your hands over your eyes. “What do I do Feyre,” you groan out.

“I want both of them but what if they both don’t want me?” Your on the verge of tears again at the thought of your two crushes not wanting you. Feyre rested a gentle hand on your shoulder. “Oh honey, don’t say that. They’d be so lucky to have you.”

While you couldn’t see her Feyre was calling out to Rhys. He was currently in his office mediating the mating conversation between Cassian and Azriel. “Are you almost done. I think y/n needs to see them.” “We’re on our way.” “What happened?” “You’ll see in a moment, darling.” Feyre rolled her eyes at the smirk in his voice.

You were half asleep on Feyre when Cassian and Azriel came into the sitting room. Az was kneeling in front of you rubbing your knee while Cass laid a hand gently on your cheek, wiping away your tears. “Hey sweetheart. Why don’t we get you to bed yeah?” Cass whispered.

You nodded against Feyre’s shoulder and Azriel scooped you into his arms. By the time they got you to your room you were already asleep. Az set you down on your bed and you jolted awake. You didn’t feel fully awake though. Everything around you felt a bit hazy, like a dream.

“Sorry y/n/n, we didn’t mean to wake you.” Az said, trying to lay you back down. “S’ok,” you mumble out. “Can I have my sleep shirt?” “Yeah baby.” Cassian opened one of your dresser draws pulling out a large black shirt that used be Azriel’s.

He smiled at it while handing it over to Azriel so he could dress you. Once you were all tucked in and they both said goodnight, you stopped them before they left. “Please stay,” you looked up at them with tired doe eyes. And they couldn’t say no to you. They climbed into your cramped bed with you squished comfortably between them.

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Waking up the next morning your hands went to rub your throbbing head. You vowed to never drink faerie wine while crying again. You’d have to thank Feyre for putting up with your dramatics and getting you to bed.

You tried to roll over but found it impossible thanks to the wall of muscle caging you in on either side. Your eyes fly open, finding the two males you were crying over last night cuddling you. You thought that was a dream.

Your heart started pounding which caused your mates to wake. You tried to calm down as two pairs of beautiful, soft hazel eyes looked up at you. “Y/n/n it’s ok,” Az coos at you, “it’s ok.” He rubs a scarred hand on your back trying to calm you.

“Do you both know?” “We do.” Cass says. You take in a shaky breath as your anxiety started to get worse. Your eyes screwed shut, trying to make this all go away. “I’m sorry.”

Azriel and Cassian look at each other confused. “What are you sorry for baby?” Az asks, worry clear in his voice. “For not telling either of you. I just didn’t know what to do.”

“Oh baby,” now it was Cassian’s turn to comfort you, “it’s ok, you must’ve been so confused. I know we were, but we talked it out and we want to know how you feel. You don’t have to tell us now, take your time. We’re here when you’re ready.”

You open your eyes again to take in their loving gazes. “I do have feelings for both of you. And I want to be with you both. If that’s what you want.” You nervously played with your fingers, waiting for their response.

“We want you too, y/n.” Cassian said with a bright smile. You let out another shaky breath, silver lining your eyes. You didn’t know you had tears left to cry after last night. You wrapped an arm around each of them, pulling them closer to you and they hugged you back. You’re mates.

You’re mates. You smile at the thought of both of these males being yours. “I love you both so much.” “We love you too baby.” Azriel whispered, kissing your head. You pulled back wiping at the tears that escaped your eyes.

“I’m sorry you guys were squished in my bed last night,” you laugh out. “Oh, we were fine sweetheart. But let’s sleep in one of the bigger beds from now on.” Cassian pinched your cheek teasing you. “Let’s get you some breakfast and something for that headache.”

You nod as he scoops you up this time. Comfortably in Cassian’s arms your mates bring you down to the kitchen. Ready to start this new journey with you.

[heavyhitterheaux]

Jack and fl trying to have alone time but the triplets keep interrupting them

"Finally." Jack said as he let out a sigh once he came into your shared bedroom. He had just put the triplets to sleep after reading them "A Bad Case of the Stripes." six times.

"Babe, what took you so long?" You asked while scrolling through your iPad as he walked over towards you.

"Your children requested that the bedtime story be read to them six times."

"What the? Two, maybe three I can see. But six? They have you wrapped around their fingers."

"And they don't do the same thing to you?"

"Hmm, maybe."

Jack simply leaned down to kiss you while taking the iPad out of your hands and throwing it to the side and easing his way down onto the bed to hover over top of you.

As his hand reached under your shirt, you heard Ivy scream at the top of her lungs.

"DADDY!"

He broke away from you and let out a sigh before getting up.

"She couldn't possibly need anything."

"Just go and see bubs."

"I swear that they have a sixth sense and know when to cockblock." Jack muttered as he made his way towards the door.

"Jackman, do not call our children cockblockers."

"Well did I lie?" He asked before making his way to Ivy's room.

Ten minutes later he was back and promptly took off his shirt after he locked the door.

"What did she need?" You curiously asked and he just shook his head.

"I forgot to check under the bed for monsters so she made me do that and the closet."

Just as Jack had laid down, you promptly swung your leg over and began kissing him. Jack began to suck on your neck when you heard Axel call out for you next.

"MOMMY!"

"You cannot be serious." Jack said as he detached himself from you and you sighed.

"Well, he just started being able to sleep through the night by himself. Let me check on him. Two minutes, babe." You said as Jack helped you off the bed to make your way down the hallway towards his room.

"Ax, baby, what's wrong?" You asked while coming into his room and seeing him sitting up in bed wide awake.

"I'm thirsty. Can I have some water?"

"Yeah of course you can. Come on." You said as you held out your hand for him to take. The two of you made your way downstairs and you poured him a small glass. He sat there quietly and drank it before handing the cup back to you to put in the dishwasher.

You walked him back to his room and tucked him in and at that exact moment, you heard Autumn.

"MOMMY! DADDY!"

You were in the hallway and heard Jack groan since your bedroom door was open and stifled a laugh as you caught sight of him.

"Come on baby. Hopefully after this they'll go to sleep."

"I doubt it. Cockblockers."

When the two of you went into Autumn’s room she looked upset and had her arms crossed.

"You two only gave me 2 goodnight kisses instead of 3. I can't sleep without them."

"I…" Jack started to say but then shook his head and laughed before leaning down to kiss the top of her head.

You proceeded to kiss her cheek and her nose making her laugh.

"Does that make up for it?" You asked and she immediately nodded.

"Okay, goodnight." She said and the two of you made your way out of her room and made sure that her night light was plugged in.

"Okay, attempt number three." Jack said as you laughed as you peeled off your shirt and threw it across the room.

"I can never get tired of that view." He said while leaning down to kiss you.

Just then there was a knock on your door.

"What the? Get your children." You said while sliding your shirt back on.

Jack opened it to see the triplets with their favorite stuffed animals in hand and looking up at him.

"Can we sleep with you and mommy?" Ivy asked but didn't wait for an answer as all three of them came into the room and reached up for you to pick them up and put them in the bed since it was so high.

You and Jack got them settled in between the two of you when Autumn suddenly had a question.

"Daddy, what's a cockblocker?"

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Late Night Talks (Remus x James)

A drabble following a break up during the height of the first war. Due to little spacing, Remus and James are forced to share a room.

The crumpled bedsheets only proved to make things worse. A quick shuffling from James, his eyes piercing into Remus’ back. Soft sobs escaped his mouth, a choke of holding himself back. James took in a deep breath and looked up to the ceiling, a shake stuck in his throat seemingly blocking everything from coming up. All the words he wanted to spill, all the apologies he needed to give trapped behind his thoughts suffocating him. His head drops back and he can hear quiet sniffling and slight movement from Remus. His gaze dropped back to the otherwise still body beside him in a panic.

“Remus?” James whispered, like it was the worst thing he could have said, like it was something sacred. But how could it be? the name of his only lover now just a memory on his tongue but it was just a name. Something he should be used to by now. James could hear Remus still. Everything was still, it seemed like time stopped and nothing was force it to continue going; James knew it would eventually. It had to. He couldn’t sit in agonising silence with Remus.

“James,” Remus replied eventually, his voice even more hushed than James’ own. Quiet enough that James only just heard it. Remus hadn’t moved but James could see more of his body. His head was ontop of his arm, looking down into his chest. James assumed he had been crying, or was at least upset because of the dried tears that set on his face and the slightly red corners of his eyes even though they were shut so tightly, as if afraid of what James called him for.

“You’re upset,” James said. It was a statement really. A statement of what had just happened, him finally bringing up a topic they’d both been avoiding since the break up. “I didn’t think they’d put us in the same room.”

Remus turned and looked up, now in a similar position to James and loud out a pained sigh. “You are too. Don’t be like that, I can take care of myself.”

James let out a sob and wiped away the tears that blurred his vision. “Yeah. I know. It just… sucks that things turned out like this. Like I didn’t want to hurt you, you know? I just couldn’t put you through that shit again. And I know you can take care of yourself but…”

“It’s okay, James. I don’t blame you.”

“I think I needed to hear that,” James said and let out a laugh. “Thank you. For what it’s worth, I do love you.”

“I know. I just don’t think we were meant to be, maybe again in some distant future when we aren’t fighting for our lives and our friends are hounding us about getting into relationships. Did we ever even come out to them?”

“Maybe so. I’ll wait for you. I dont think there’s anyone who I can love the same way I love you. And.. no, don’t return it, please. I dont think I could take it. Let’s just enjoy this moment where no one’s fighting or taking sides or anything,” James said, his voice quiet, hanging onto a hope that may not be there. “I never did come out. I think Padfoot was holding out hope that I’d settle down with some girl from school or something. That is just not me though.”

“No, not you at all. Go to sleep, yeah? While we’re still being nice,” Remus said and waited for James to lie back down. The slow movements of the cover made a quiet sound and Remus quickly followed. They both laid in the silence before Remus whispered a last ‘Goodnight.’

wc: 618

[sarahrogersevans]

Oooh fluff where andy barber takes care of his new baby girl with his new wife, reader. jacob died here

Second Chance At Happiness- Andy Barber wife!xreader

Summary: Andy takes care of his new baby daughter with his new wife and still misses his son Jacob but gives his daughter and wife so much love and gets a second chance of happiness

Warnings: mild very mild spoilers of Defending Jacob series! Though barely anything mentioned, Fluff, angsty, flashbacks of memories, happy Andy, soft Andy, let me know if I miss anything

~Andy’s POV~

I couldn’t believe how lucky I got with Y/N and our daughter Lilly, after everything I went through in the past I wasn’t sure if I’d fall in love again let alone have another child but I honestly couldn’t be happier. Our daughter Lilly is now two years old and so beautiful just like her mom Y/N. Y/N saw me walk in after I got home from work and she brought Lilly over and said “Hi Andy welcome home! look honey, daddy’s home why don’t you go say hi to daddy while I go get dinner out of the oven.” “Hey Y/N my love and oh good hi pretty girl.” She handed me Lilly and I took her in my arms carefully and said “hi darling how are you doing today hmm? Were you a good girl for mommy today?” I kissed her cheek and we went to sit down and I handed her one of her toys while we waited for dinner to be ready.

Later after we all ate dinner together I read a bedtime story to Lilly and when she fell asleep I softly said “the end.. goodnight sweet girl I love you very much sweet dreams.” I pulled the blanket a bit more on her and turned off the light and went to bed and cuddled with Y/N for a bit.

Y/N laid her head on my chest and I put my arm around her and rubbed her back gently. Y/N said “I’m getting a little jealous of Lilly I think you might love her more than me.” She teased and winked at me and I chuckled and said “no way Y/N I love you both equally and I adore you so much babe you make me so happy but I do love our daughter a lot I can’t believe this is all real sometimes I feel like I don’t deserve this ..” I thought back to everything that happened with my ex wife and my son Jacob and I sighed sadly and Y/N knew everything that happened and she comforted me and said “hey shhh you deserve to be happy Andy I love you and Lilly does too ok? It’s gonna be alright Andy, we’re here and we’re not going anywhere I promise.” She smiled and kissed me softly and I put my hand on the back of her head and leaned in to kiss her more and I leaned my forehead against Y/N’s softly and I whispered “I love you and Lilly both so much I’m so thankful for you both I don’t know what I’d do without you honey.” Y/N and I held each other all night and no matter what happens I knew I’d do anything for my family.

During the night I had a nightmare and memories of the trial, the accident and the arrest and seeing my dad a few years ago came flooding back so I went to sit in Lilly’s room to check on her and I watched her sleep for a bit and just seeing that she was safe and asleep in her bed made me smile so much and I heard Y/N come in quietly and she rubbed my shoulders and kissed my head and said “nightmares again honey?” I nodded my head and hugged her tight and felt a few tears escape my eyes and I said “I love you baby I swear I will love and protect you both no matter what happens you both will always have me you both mean so much to me Y/N, I can’t lose you or Lilly..” Y/N kissed my cheek and whispered “shhh it’s ok Andy I know we love you so much and you won’t lose us ok? Lilly is safe and I’m here with you honey it’s alright it’s gonna take time but I promise you’ll be alright I’ll be right here helping you through this my love, I love you so much Andy I’m so glad I married you.”

That moment when Y/N said that I kissed her forehead and felt happy for the first time in a very long time and I knew this felt right.

Hi Luv! I hope this is close to what you wanted 😊💜xx enjoy!

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Can i ask for Allen with a little girl ( the 4 of the parenting prompts) thanks 💗

Allen Sugasano:

It was actually quite funny how the habit started.

Your daughter was a bit of a rough sleeper in the beginning, not able to be in her own room even when it was time to have her start sleeping separately. She would cry and cry and cry, and while you didn’t think it was on purpose, it was frustrating to not know why she was doing it. Was she uncomfortable? Or scared? Sad because she couldn’t hear the sound of her father mumbling in his sleep or instantly feel your comforting touch when she started to wiggle in her bassinet? Whatever the case was, you and Allen had been quickly reaching the end of your ropes.

It was only a joking suggestion put out by Hajun, to bore her with the history of hip hop, but the thought was stuck in Allen’s brain until the very next night when you laid her in the crib again. When she began crying you had sat up, rubbing your eyes and going to swing your legs over the side of the bed when you felt Allen’s hand on your arm.

“I’ll do it,” He was still half-asleep but his statement was confident, pulling you back into the warmth of your sheets. Allen laid beside you a few more moments until you smacked at his arm, pointing out your daughter was impatiently waiting for his arrival before he actually rolled out of the bed.

When he held her in his arms and began to talk she went silent, big eyes looking up at him with what he said was unbridled curiosity. You think it was just wishful thinking on your hip-hop addicted husband but you weren’t going to squash his dreams, especially when after just a few minutes of talking she seemed to get lulled into an impenetrable sleep that had her out like a light the entire rest of the night. You tested the theory the following night by having Allen be the one to put her down, listening ot him talk and talk until he finally settled her in her crib.

Not a peep.

He was happy that someone was willing to listen to him still after all these years, a statement you took offense to as you were subjected to quite a bit of history and random facts whenever something so much as reminded him of his favorite music. You still let him ramble, mostly, but sometimes you did have to shush him for the sake of your sanity; it was your daughters turn to listen patiently as her father ranted and raved.

“If you never put her down you’ll spoil her, Allen.”

“Huh? Oh…” Allen hadn’t even realized he was carrying her, the tirade almost a natural thing to go on the second she asked to be picked up; even now that she was older she liked the sound of her fathers voice to be the last thing she heard before bed, but it soon carried on into daily life. Now that she was old enough to listen and somewhat understand, she’d ask him questions, knowing it meant he would hold her longer and that she wouldn’t have to go to bed as long as she kept her eyes open.

“Yeah, it’s already half an hour past her bedtime. She’s gonna be cranky as hell when we have to wake her up tomorrow.”

“Nuh-uh.”

“Girl, please,” You kissed your daughter’s forehead even as she pouted at you foiling her plans, “Goodnight, my little songbird. Allen, if you’re not in our room in ten minutes—” You made a movement that your daughter didn’t quite understand, motioning up and down to imply you’ll sew his mouth shut so he can never speak about hip hop (or sing) again.

“Time for bed,” Allen said quite sternly, even when she gave him her biggest, teariest eyes, “I’ll tell you more tomorrow.”

“Okay papa.” Her head rested on his shoulder as she looked up at him with tired eyes, “Talk tomorrow…”

Allen still hummed a little tune for her, rocking her in his arms until her eyes slid shut and he could tuck her into bed without protest.

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Her Lullaby

(This is the sequel to my fic, Reala's Precious Moment. I hope you all like it. Let me know in the comments and/or reblogs what you think.)

The rain outside dripped onto their bedroom window. Aria and Reala were peacefully sleeping in their bed. Aside from the sound of rain and thunder, the atmosphere was pretty quiet. Until another sound woke the married couple up. It was a newborn baby crying.

Their daughter crying, to be exact.

"I wonder what Dahlia could possibly want," Reala muttered, sleepiness in his tone as he started to get up from bed.

"Odds are, she's either hungry, needs her nappie changed, or the thunder scares her," Aria replied back with a mutter. "After all, it did start thundering since the evening…" She started to try and get up from bed, but Reala placed a hand on her shoulder to stop her.

"Do go back to sleep, love," Reala insisted. "I'll see what our daughter needs." Aria simply nodded as she laid back down and pulled the covers over her before shutting her eyes. Reala left the room and made his way to the nursery where Dahlia's cries came from.

"Alright, Dahlia, Papa's here." Reala entered into the pink and white nursery, turned on the lamp, and approached the crib that had Dahlia laying inside, sobbing her eyes out. He gently scooped up his two day old infant daughter. A flash of lightning and a clap of thunder came suddenly, causing Dahlia to continue crying. This made Reala realize what was wrong.

Reala carefully sat in the white chair, Dahlia snug in his arms, and he slowly rocked her. "It's alright, my little princess," He softly told her. "I know that thunder can be scary. These things happen from time to time. But worry not, you are safe inside."

Dahlia's cries seemed to calm down a bit. They were now soft, meaning Reala's consoling was working. Then, an idea popped up in Reala's mind. He remembered, back when Aria was pregnant, how she had told him that babies loved lullabies.

He cleared his throat and began to softly sing a lullaby to Dahlia. One that would definitely help Dahlia go back to sleep:

"The stars are shining bright

And I wonder what they're seeing

Can they see me watching them?

Stars come out at night

I wonder if they're ever sleeping?

I wonder if they're ever dreaming?

How do you sleep at night

If you can never turn off your light

How do you sleep at night if you're a star?

The Earth is beautiful at night

Fireflies are dancing

Listen to the crickets sing

Fireworks ignite

Exploding in a rainbow

Making all the trees glow

How do you sleep at night

With all the magical things in sight

How do you sleep at night if you're a star?

We need stars to show us the way home

And help us to see in the dark

If you're feeling lonely just look up high

They're with you wherever you are

It's time to say goodnight

But the stars are busy listening

Cause everybody's wishing

I wish I may, I wish I might

That the stars will know I'm grateful

They're so very faithful

Thank you for all your light

And making the world so bright

How do you sleep at night if you're a star?"

After he had finished singing, he saw that Dahlia had fallen asleep in his arms, no longer bothered by the loud thunder that was heard outside. With a soft smile, Reala slowly stood up from the chair and quietly placed Dahlia back into her crib. "Dream on, my little princess," He softly said to her. "I will see you in the morning."

Reala then made his way back to the door, turned off the lamp, and left the nursery. Then he made his way back to his shared room with Aria, climbed back into bed, and went back to sleep. However, he was unaware that Aria was smiling in her sleep after hearing her husband sing that lullaby.

(The picture above was from Pinterest. The lyrics are from the song If You're A Star by Amy Lee, the lead singer of Evanescence. Link to song is here: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=EEeMUlj_SDo)

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Repressed Love: A DiaLuci Love Story

Chapter 28

Tag list: @astroseuss @zarakem @brielle043 @missloserqueen

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The couple had a lovely dinner together. Audriana and Satan ate at HoL so it was just the two of them. This was an experience the couple didn't have the chance to experience often since becoming parents.

As the night fell and their children came home, the couple's alone time ended for a bit. Eventually, Satan retired to his room and the parents when to tuck their daughter into bed, making sure her weighted blanket was spread out just as she liked it (Satan suggested getting one for her a while back and it ended up being perfect for their little girl).

After reading her a bedtime story and kissing her goodnight, the couple trudged to their room after a long day.

Even once in bed, the woman couldn't sleep, not without recounting the conversation with her father to Lucifer.

The pride demon was right; the king knew something about Satan's condition. Sadly, it was nothing helpful.

Those were the king's words and Lucifer couldn't accept them.

Still, when Dia's eyes flooded with tears, he engulfed her in his arms without hesitation.

To hear how the discussion ended, with the king breaking the window and screaming at her to leave...it was just another hole in his heart.

"I'm sorry..." He nuzzled her neck. "I should have talked to him. I should have never--"

"It needed to be me." She told him. "My father wouldn't have told you anything. What I learned...it's not enough, but it's more than if I hadn't gone at all."

Lucifer placed his hand on her cheek.

"I won't leave you alone with him ever again." He promised. "I won't let him keep hurting you like that."

He slid his other hand under her night shirt and kept it over her stomach.

"I will protect you both."

Diavolo smiled softly at him for a moment before putting her hand over his

And letting her smile fall.

"Lucifer..." She stared down at their hands. "Do you truly want our child? I just...I know my father pushed us into this and we had no choice but--"

Her fiancé kissed her, deeply and sweetly.

"How could I ever not want a child of ours?" He asked her. "With everything going on, the timing isn't exactly the best, but I can't deny how this child has already brought some wonderful things to our life."

He stared deeply into those golden eyes of hers that he treasured so deeply.

"After all, this baby helped me discover the woman I loved under all of her pain and fear."

And he meant what he said. With everything going on with his son and the fact that they basically just had Audriana, the man wouldn't have chosen this time for a third child.

Still, this child hasn't even been born and they've already bettered their parents' lives.

Their family was an odd mix of both blessed and cursed, but at least they were all together.

The next morning, Barbatos was at their door, here to help Diavolo get ready for her day.

The butler helped her pick one of her new dresses to wear then had her sit down so he could braid her hair (a looser braid this time. As beautiful as the one from last night was, the tightness on her scalp was a bit too much for her).

Lucifer watched as every little touch the butler laid on his fiancée was gentle but purposeful and brought a smile to the woman's face.

Barb brought comfort and peace to her heart and for that, the pride demon was grateful.

Once he was finished, Diavolo gushed at how beautiful it was, how beautiful it made her feel.

That's when a red flag was raised. The butler said he was glad she like it and told her that she didn't need to rush into work this morning, that she could have the morning off.

Barbatos was always stressing the importance of getting her paperwork done on time and not slacking.

Something felt...wrong to the Avatar of Pride.

Dia asked if he would do Audriana's hair just like hers so mother and daughter could match and of course the butler agreed.

As the mom left to go wake up her daughter, Lucifer turned to the other man.

"Somethings going on." He said, staring into the butler the eyes.

Barb said nothing and remained as composed as ever.

"Barbatos, if this affects my fiancée then you need to tell me so I can help her."

The butler pursed his lips. He thought about last night at dinner, how the man before him did not rush the princess to tell him what she learned from her father and instead gave her time to destress like she needed.

He stared at Lucifer, not as a butler protecting his Lady, but as an older brother protecting his sister

And still decided Lucifer was trustworthy enough to help.

"King Marik...is dying." The butler said simply. "That is why he woke up early; he does not want his daughter to know yet and I personally believe she cannot handle such news right now."

That...explained a lot. It did not excuse how the man treated and spoke to his daughter, but it at least helped the Avatar of Pride understand it better.

King Marik was a man running out of time and likely had some agenda he was trying to achieve before the last fleck of sand fell to the bottom of the hourglass, so to speak.

Diavolo had every right to know what was happening to her father...yet Barbatos was correct; she wouldn't be able to handle this news.

Not to mention her pregnancy and she really couldn't afford to be too stressed out right now. So much can go wrong in the first trimester and it would practically destroy the woman if she miscarried and lost the child, especially while knowing her father won't be here much longer.

So yes...Diavolo had every right to know...yet she can't. Not now.

The butler could tell from the look in Lucifer's eyes that he understood.

"We need to keep her as relaxed as possible for the time being." He insisted. "My lady needs only happy thoughts right now."

Luce pursed his lips, but nodded.

"Understood."

That was when the mom came in, carrying a half asleep Audri.

"Barbie, make me look pretty like Mama." The little girl yawned and rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"Of course, my dear." Barb smiled at the child.

It was Diavolo's smile that light up the room though. The woman looked so excited and carefree

And her fiancé must do everything to protect her and those good feelings inside of her.

Once the butler was done braiding Audriana's hair, the family went and had a nice breakfast together (though Satan was a bit late to joining them, but the parents forgave the troubled blonde quickly).

From there, the little family took a stroll through the garden, an activity the father managed to convince his son to partake in, to Audriana's pure zeal.

It was a mostly pleasant stroll, except for when the little girl almost got eaten by the giant Venus Flytrap 😅

Satan caught her though! Just before the plant reached out to snap her into its mouth.

The child, suprisely enough, wasn't the least bit scared. She giggled, told it 'silly leafy!' and asked Satan if they could do that again (and obviously got a hard no from her older brother, causing the child to pout).

Luckily, the stroll was otherwise calming and uneventful. And I guess...no harm, no foul? So overall, the family saw it as a pleasant time.

Then it was time for Audriana to start her schooling for the day. Barbatos came and led her back to the classroom while Satan decided to retire to his room.

Diavolo ended up deciding that she should probably get some work done and was thrilled when Lucifer offered to help her. In truth, the pride demon has been waiting to be able to get back into working and with Audriana being taught by Barbatos, the father finally had time to do just that.

The princess was incredibly happy to have her fiancé there to help her as she worked.

Lucifer say in the desk chair while his love sat on his lap. Like this, the princess always had the man's arms around her as she worked. It didn't make things easy for the man to do his own paperwork, but in truth, him being there was more for his love than it was about the papers.

Dia would often stop and say she needed more of his affection to continue this 'arduous task' of paperwork and her fiancé would give a small chuckle before indulging in each and every one of her requests.

When it was time for the man to leave so he could meet his son at the library, the woman had a tough time letting him go. She just felt so happy, so complete with him that she didn't want this time to end.

Leaving her was a slow process, every move he made needing to be accompanied by a kiss or sweet word towards his fiancée, but eventually he found him up and untangled from the woman, reluctantly leaving her side.

Still, she was happy. This day has been wonderful so far and she was grateful that Lucifer spent as much time with her as he did.

If she were to discover why he did though, about what he and her brother-figure were hiding...it would devastate her.

Her fiancé didn't like keeping secrets from her...but he was determined to protect her.

[daisyful-gvf]

malibu // part 1

✨resolution✨

The first thing that hit you walking out of the bathroom was the smell of pot; a sharp contrast to the clean bathroom fog.

Oh, yeah, you remembered, you all had practically hot boxed the place.

Danny and Sam were on the bed closest to the TV, looking half asleep, watching The Grand Budapest Hotel.

Jake laid on the other bed, perking up as you walked in.

“Hey,” he said, voice low and sleepy, smiling at you. He looked between you and Josh for a moment. “How was your shower?”

Someone had laid your dress out at the foot of Jake’s bed. You took it and went to slip it on, then gave it a sniff, realizing it reeked of weed. Fresh from a shower, you cringed at it.

“You don’t have to wear it, babe,” Jake grinned at you.

You let it fall to the floor, “You know, I’m gonna take you up on that.” You took a breath, “to answer your question, it was nice. I learned that the jacuzzi has jets, so that was cool,” you mused, “and your brother is quite sexually talented, so that was nice too,” you quipped. Josh smirked to himself.

Jake laughed, blushed for a moment, “Alright then,” he shook his head, “Glad you two had fun.”

You looked over to Sam and Danny.

“Hey there,” Sam said, voice tired. He beckoned you over with his hand.

You made your way over to him, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Sam looked at you, put a hand up to your cheek, “Hope you had fun earlier,” he smiled.

You nodded, grabbed his hand, “Of course.”

Danny looked at you too, “You not too sore or anything?”

You chuckled, looking down for a second before meeting his eyes again, “No, I’ll be okay, it was a good night.”

Sam kissed the back of your hand.

“Well, we don’t feel like going back to our own rooms at this point, so hopefully you don’t mind sharing a bed with any of us.”

Josh sighed from across the room, “Really, you all can’t walk down the hall?”

“Nope,” Danny said

“Not a chance,” Sam agreed.

Josh rolled his eyes, “Fine, she can sleep over here then.”

You giggled, “S’fine, I don’t mind.”

You plopped a hand on Sam’s head, messing up his hair, “Goodnight, you two,” you said, getting up to make your way back over to the twins.

“Goodnight,” Sam and Danny said in unison.

You turned off the room light, letting the glow of the TV cast over the room.

You crawled your way up the bed toward Jake, sliding under the covers next to him as Josh plugged in his phone.

“Hello, stranger,” you giggled, facing Jake. He beamed at you.

“Hey, babe,” he murmured, “Come on, snuggle up,” he wrapped his arm around you, pulling you in.

“You sure you don’t care if I sleep here? I can go to my own room,” you asked.

Jake turned his head and looked at you, brow furrowed, “It’s not that I don’t care if you sleep here, I’d like you to, if s’alright.”

You grinned, “Yeah?”

“Yeah, ‘course,” he said, “Feels like a natural ending to the evening, y’know?”

You nodded, leaned against him, “Yeah, it sounds nice.”

Josh climbed into the bed, settling under the sheets. “S’a good movie,” he pointed at the TV, “Sam loves it.”

You nodded, putting a hand on his thigh. He settled his hand on top of yours.

“Hey,” Jake whispered, putting a finger under your chin, tilting your face towards him,

“Dunno if you’re okay with kissing when we’re not high,” he grinned, “but if you are, I’d love to.”

You blushed, gave him a soft smile, “Yeah,” your voice cracked, “I, um, was talking to Josh about that earlier. I’m okay with it,”

He nodded, “S’good,” he swallowed, “come here,” he pressed his lips to yours. You’d been kissing Josh for so long the last hour, you forgot this was so sweet too. You hummed into him.

“Damn,” Josh whispered, “Not even five minutes, huh?” He giggled.

You ignored his teasing, leaning into Jake’s warmth. It was serene.

After a moment he pulled away, rubbed his thumb on your cheek. He looked nervous, “I, uh,” he started, “I had a lot of fun tonight. I hope you did, too,” he pushed a piece of hair behind your ear.

You nodded gently, “Of course. I had a really good time,” you smirked, “M’glad it panned out the way it did.”

He gave a reassuring nod, “Good, angel,” he gave you another soft kiss, “Let’s relax.”

He settled down into the bed more, and you joined him.

You looked up at Josh, “Hey there,” you giggled, “you gonna join?”

He chuckled, “of course, there’s nothing I’d love more than to cuddle you with my twin brother,” he joked.

“Oh come on,” you protested, “S’not so bad, it’s cozy”

“Uh huh,” he grinned. He nestled in beside you, resting his hand on your thigh.

You felt his hand at your chin, “Hey, mama,” he leaned in, “kiss me?”

You obliged, giving him a tender kiss. He hummed.

You pulled away softly, “Now to the both of you,” you said, “We can’t keep the kissing going tonight or I’m gonna get all turned on again,” you giggled. Jake chuckled.

“Okay,” Josh laughed with you, “Okay, mama, let’s rest.”

“Do we have to set an alarm?” Jake murmured.

“No,” you answered, “tomorrow’s a free day, do you all listen to anything I tell you?”

“Ah,” Jake breathed, “See, we need you, angel, would be lost without ya,”

“I know,” you kissed his cheek, “But no, don’t worry about plans, just get some rest.”

Cuddled in between them both, you took a deep breath, amazed that you’d landed here.

“Goodnight, guys” you whispered to them.

“Goodnight, angel,” Jake replied. He traced his fingers up and down your forearm, a reassuring touch.

“Goodnight, mama,” Josh whispered, a gentle squeeze to your thigh.

You smiled to yourself, eyes closing, letting the rest take you.

PART 2

[raibebe]

Little Blessing

Genre: fluff Words: 608 Prompt: Samoyed hybrid Jeno x fem. reader

Warnings: pregnancy

A/N: More very soft almost dad Pupno! Also, I just want to say that I keep getting ads for baby milk and diapers on youtube after the amount of googling I do for this... Tagging @flowerboykun to blame her for this.

Hybridverse masterlist

“Goodnight baby Lee, it’s bedtime for Mommy and Daddy now which means you should sleep as well so Mommy can get a good night’s rest and you can grow big and strong,” Jeno whispered to your belly, tenderly kissing the swell of it. “Daddy can’t wait to finally meet you,” he added before he gently smoothed his hands over your belly once again, making sure your skin had absorbed all the oil he had massaged in before he pulled down your sleeping shirt, whispering another goodnight to his pup. “I love you so much,” you smiled when Jeno had laid down against the pillows, tucking the blanket around you two. “And I love both of you,” he smiled back, hugging you as close as it was possible with your growing baby bump between your bodies. “They love you as well,” you whispered, capturing his lips in a sweet kiss that he eagerly returned, one kiss turning into two and many more. 

“Can you feel them move yet?” He asked when you managed to separate, leaning his forehead against yours. “Sometimes I think I can,” you confessed, “But it’s likely I’m just imagining it. It’s still pretty early.” “I can't wait for them to be strong enough so I can feel them too,” Jeno smiled as one of his hands found its way back on your baby bump. A reoccurring thing ever since your belly had popped. To remind himself that this wasn’t just a dream but reality, Jeno had said. “That’ll still take a while until the little pup is strong enough.” “Our pup,” he sighed. During your last appointment, your gynecologist had told you that you’d definitely give birth to a hybrid baby, judging by the almost fully formed tail and little ears on the top of their head and Jeno had been ready to bawl his eyes out right there in her office, tightly squeezing your hand and doing his best to keep his tears at bay until you were back to your car where he finally let them fall, overwhelmed by the thoughts of having a mini Samoyed hybrid running around your home with their big ears and fluffy white tail. 

“I- I thought of something,” Jeno broke you from the fond memories. “Hm?” “A name for the pup.” “Babe, we don’t even know their gender yet,” you giggled, playfully flicking your boyfriend’s fluffy ears that adorably twitched at the teasing. “Hear me out?” He asked anyway, his eyes sparkling beneath the low light of your bedside table with an emotion you couldn’t quite describe. “Okay,” you breathed softly, intertwining your fingers so you could squeeze his hand. “Haneul.�� “Haneul?” “It’s- I think it’s a beautiful name. And it’s gender-neutral. So no matter which gender our pup is going to have. Their name will fit,” Jeno explained, his thumb absent-mindedly stroking over the back of your hand. 

“I don’t think you’re supposed to name them this early,” you said, but you could already hear the tears in your voice before they clouded your vision. “Hey, hey baby. No crying,” Jeno immediately cooed, gently cupping your face to stroke away the tears. “I can’t help it,” you sobbed, overtaken by the warmth and love you felt for him. “Good tears?” “Good tears,” you confirmed, watching how the worry on Jeno’s face melted away to reveal a fond expression instead. 

“Haneul,” you spoke through your tears, grabbing one of Jeno’s hands to place it back on your bump again, “Lee Haneul.” And you swore that right at that moment, you felt your baby move as if they were agreeing with the name you had chosen for them.

[folklorelise]

The cadets are turned into kids and think you and Levi are their parents (2)

Here is PART 2 of this!

MASTERLIST

— You were mad at them.

Since the cadets turned into kids you were more stressed than usual – between taking care of them all, doing your paperwork in time and helping Hange with theirs, it was a lot. Adding to this, your sleeping hours were cut in half as well due to kids never sleeping. You were overwhelmed and on edge, ready to snap at any moment.

“Levi,” you called him after lunch, “can you watch over the kids for a few hours? I–.” you took a deep breath, “I just have to take a bath and rest a little bit… it won’t be long!”

“Of course, take your time.” Levi kissed your forehead before leaving your room.

Levi went to the children’s room while you went to relax a bit.

“Where’s mommy?” Eren asked when Levi came in alone.

“She’ll come later.”

“I want mommy now!” Jean shouted frowning.

“Stop whining or she won’t come here at all.” Levi told them which made them all shut up.

They continued to play together when Jean came to Levi. He struggled to climb on the couch but succeeded and sat on Levi’s lap. He turned around so he could face Levi and asked.

“When is mommy coming here?”

“I don’t know.” Levi answered calmly.

“Play with us then!” Jean pouted. “Come with us.” Jean stood on Levi’s lap when Levi ignored him.

“No. Sit down or leave.” Levi told him in a harsh tone. “No, don’t cry.” Levi’s voice softened when he saw Jean’s tears. “I’ll come and play ok? Just… don’t cry.” Levi stood up with Jean in his arms.

For a few hours, Levi had to play dolls with the kids who were really into it – imagining complex stories, doing voices etc. It was dinner time when they all started to get tired of playing.

“Where’s mommy?” Armin asked shyly.

“Aren’t you all hungry?” Levi quickly changed the subject.

“Yay!” they all shouted.

“I’ll go grab something to eat then, don’t move.” Levi ordered before leaving the room.

When Levi left the room, Eren stood up and told the others that he was going to look for you. Sasha, Connie, Mikasa and Armin were against the idea knowing that Levi would not be happy about it, then there was Jean who agreed with Eren.

“Fine, we’ll leave without you!” Eren opened the door with difficulty.

Mikasa quickly followed Eren and Jean as well as Armin because lately, Armin got the habit of following or imitating Jean. Wherever Jean went, Armin would follow – whatever Jean was doing, Armin would do the same. Jean felt irritated when Armin follow or copied him, but he never said anything. He did once – the first time – and Armin cried which made Jean felt bad and he swore never to make Armin cry again.

“Where is mommy?” Armin asked.

“I don’t know.” Eren said.

“Just go to her room.” Mikasa commented.

They all run to your room and it was not locked. You were trying to sleep in your bed after a few hours of work when you suddenly heard the kids yelling.

“Mommy!” Jean yelled, jumping in your bed.

Meanwhile, Levi immediately regretted his decision when he came back to only two kids out of six. He asked them where the rest of them went and Sasha told him that they were looking for you. Levi took them with him and directly went to your room. Armin and Mikasa were clinging onto you while Jean and Eren were shouting and jumping on the bed.

“Stop jumping on the bed or you’ll break it!” you desperately tried to stop them.

“Eren! Jean! Stop.” Levi ordered in a harsh tone which made them immediately stop. “Y/N,” Levi said more softly, “are you ok?”

“Is mommy sick?” Sasha asked.

“No.” you said.

“Then come play us!” Eren shouted.

“Stop screaming.” you warned him. “And let go of me.” you told Armin and Mikasa but none of them listened to you.

“Kids, come here and let’s go.” Levi tried.

“NO!” Eren shouted loudly, “MOMMY! Come play with us!”

“Mommy!” Jean joined Eren.

“Stop calling me that!” you shouted back which made everyone shut up, “I am not your mother so all of you… just –.” you felt tears falling down, “stop.”

“Mommy?” Mikasa whispered worried.

“I heard shouting outside.” Erwin came in. “What’s happening?” he asked worried.

“Take the kids with you.” Levi said. “And close the door please.”

Erwin did not questioned Levi’s request and took the kids with him in his office. None of the kids wanted to leave you, but Erwin easily took them in his arms. Levi walked to you and wrapped his arms around you.

“Hey, it’s ok.” Levi murmured. “Let’s sit down.”

Levi brought you to bed and sat next you and let you cry on his shoulder. He would just hold you close to him until you stopped crying.

“I feel like shit.” you sobbed. “The kids probably hate me by now too.”

“They don’t.”

“Did you hear what I said? Th-they’re kids! And I- I just yelled at them.” you lamented, “I am the worst mother ever, and they’re not even my real kids!”

“I’m sure everything will work out.”

Erwin on his way to his office with the children saw Hange and brought them with him. Erwin, with Hange’s help, tried to cheer the kids up but they would not stop crying – they wanted to be with you and Levi.

“Is mommy going to leave us?” Armin sobbed.

“No!” Erwin said quickly.

“Y/N, she loves you all very much.” Hange said. “But you have to understand that she was… mh… very tired and she had a lot of work to do.”

“And sometimes,” Erwin continued, “you just have to let that person alone.”

“We have to leave mommy?” Connie asked.

“Yes,” Hange said, “but not forever. It would just be for a day so she can rest.”

“Is mommy not going to be our mommy because we made her upset?” Jean asked shyly.

“No, of course not.” Erwin reassured them. “I’m sure she’ll come back soon.”

Erwin and Hange stayed with the kids until night before Levi came in to put them to bed. Once they cleaned up and changed, they all went to bed without protest.

“Ok, I’ll turn off the lights.” Levi walked out.

“Daddy.” Armin called him before he closed the door, “Is mommy not going to say goodnight to us?”

“She’s n –.” Levi thought about it, “I’ll go and ask her.”

Levi came back to your room and you were already laying in bed, comfortably installed under the blanket. Levi sat next to you and rested his head on your stomach.

“The kids want to see you.”

“Aren’t they upset?” you worried, putting your hand through his hair.

“No, they’re just… they want to see you.”

“I should go then.” you stood up. “I’ll be right back.” you kissed him before leaving.

You walked very quickly toward the kids room and when you opened the door, you noticed they were all still up even though the lights were off. Sasha was the first one to see you and she jumped out of the bed to hug you.

“Hey.” you smiled, kneeling down. “Aren’t you sleepy?”

“No.” Sasha smiled.

“Let’s go back to bed alright?”

You sat down on the bed next to all the kids – they were all staring at you, waiting for you to talk first.

“I’m sorry about what happened earlier.” you apologised. “I should never have yelled at you kids.”

“Don’t stop being my mommy please.” Eren frowned.

“We’re sorry mommy.” Jean said with teary eyes.

“No don’t be.” you comforted them, “I love you all very much.” you smiled.

You opened your arms and they all came to hug you, smiling and happy.

— They sleep between you two — captain dad and squad leader mum.

Armin:

Armin had a nightmare about you leaving for an expedition and not coming back to him. He had Levi coming back devastated and not talking to him or anyone. A stranger – someone from your squad – had to tell him the news that you were never coming back. He woke up panicked and ran to your room. You and Levi agreed that the doors to your room would always be opened if there were any problems.

“Mommy! Daddy!” Armin came in crying.

“Armin?” Levi woke up. “Hey what’s wrong?” he put Armin between you too.

“What’s wrong?” you asked still half asleep.

“Mommy!” Armin cried next to you which woke you up instantly.

“What happened?” you panicked. “Armin, it’s ok.” you patted his head, “I’m here.”

“You didn’t come back.” Armin sobbed.

“What?” you whispered looking at Levi.

“I don’t know.” Levi mouthed.

“Armin,” you wiped his tears away, “what happened?”

“Bad dream.” Armin sobbed harder. “You were n-not here and daddy was s-sad! An-and he wasn’t w-with me!”

“Armin, it’s ok.” you reassured him, “I’m here and daddy’s here too.”

Levi laid on the bed and put Armin next to him. You took the blanket and put it on the three of you and soon enough, Armin calmed down and fell back asleep. In the morning, Armin was found to be sleeping on top of Levi, with his hand resting on Armin’s back so he would not fall.

“This is too much for my heart.” you whispered to yourself.

Jean:

Jean had been feeling slightly sick for the past couple of days but did not tell anyone. He stayed in bed when it was time to eat dinner and you were worried at first which made you bring him dinner but he was asleep already. You brought back the tray and gave it to the kids who were not against the idea of eating more.

Jean woke up in the middle of the night, still slightly sick and extremely hungry. He discreetly go out of bed and went to your room. When Jean came in, he noticed lights were still on – Levi was still awake, probably working.

“Daddy?” Jean asked timidly. Which startled Levi.

“What are you still doing up at this hour?” Levi whispered, scared to wake you up.

“I’m hungry.” Jean admitted.

“Come here.” Levi put away his papers.

Levi took him in his arms and put him on the bed between you two which woke you up.

“Mh. What’s wrong?” you mumbled.

Jean turned his head toward Levi so he could answer for him.

“Jean’s hungry.” Levi said.

“Mh – I’m up.” you dragged yourself out of bed slowly. “I’m going to bring you some food alright?” you patted Jean’s head and noticed his forehead was a little hot. “Are you sick Jean?” you asked worried.

“No.” Jean answered.

“Jean, don’t lie. Are you sick?” Levi asked again.

“I don’t know.” Jean said looking at his hands playing with the blanket.

“Jean,” you said softly, “it’s ok. I’ll go and bring some hot tea too alright?”

You went to the kitchen and prepared some food and started to boil some water as well. You took two cups – one for Jean and another for Levi - and poured some water in it with the tea leafs. You put the smashed potatoes and the vegetables on a plate and put everything on a tray before going back to your room. Levi started to feed Jean while you prepared a cold towel for Jean.

“Jean, what did you forget earlier?” Levi said when you came back.

“Thank you mommy!” Jean smiled.

“You’re welcome baby.” you smiled back.

When Jean finished eating, Levi offered to cleaned it up while you put Jean to sleep. You thanked him and went back to bed. You put the cold towel on Jean’s forehead and laid next to him.

“You can sleep now.” you rest your hand on Jean stomach.

“Good night mommy.”

“Good night.”

“Good night daddy!” Jean said when Levi came back to bed.

Eren:

Just like Armin, Eren had a nightmare that night. When he first woke up, he tried to go back to sleep because he did not want to bother you nor Levi. But after thirty minutes of trying, he went to your bedroom. This time, both of you were asleep.

Eren hesitated a second about whether he should wake you up or not. He quickly decided not to and laid on the floor. Levi woke up not too long after Eren came in because he was thirsty. He only noticed Eren’s presence when he came back from the kitchen.

“Y/N.” Levi whispered

“Mmh?”

“Eren’s on the ground.”

“Mh.” you mumbled, “What?” you asked again a minutes later – your eyes wide open.

“Look.” Levi pointed at Eren.

“What is he doing on the ground?”

“I don’t know.”

“Bring him here.” you told Levi.

“You do it.” Levi argued.

“I’ll wake him up.”

“And I won’t?”

“You never did when I used to fell asleep in your office.” you reminded him.

“Fine.”

Levi miraculously brought Eren on the bed without waking him up and put him between you two. During the night, Eren ended up on Levi’s left side meaning Levi was in the middle. While he had his arms around Eren – so he would not fall – you had yours around Levi.

— Sasha and Connie would often sneak out and sleep with you and Levi.

— Mikasa never did. When she had nightmares she would only hug her teddy bear closer. She was scared to bother you. Once she did wake Sasha up and slept closer to her.

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Shorter Stories

— Mikasa was known to be always quiet – she was afraid to bother people especially you or Levi. Even when she was hurt, she would stay quiet. Once during a meeting, she accidentality cut herself with a piece of paper. It was Eren, ten minutes later who had to tell you.

“Next time, you tell me immediately ok?” you told Mikasa as you cleaned the cut.

“I’m sorry.”

“What for?”

“You had to leave for me.” Mikasa explained.

“You are more important than the meeting, so next time just tell me alright?”

Mikasa only nodded and followed you back to the meeting.

— Jean is known to be a momma’s boy – he would always stay with you and play with you rather than Levi. He often cried when you had to leave without them. He loved to be held by you, he knew how to walk perfectly, but he would rather stay with you.

“Stop spoiling him.” Levi would often say to you.

“I can’t help it. Jean is adorable!”

When others were watching over the kids, you were the one Jean would be asking for, not Levi which surprised you when Hange came because Jean hurt himself while playing.

“Jean’s at the infirmary – nothing serious though!” Hange quickly added.

“I’ll go.” you stood up.

“Mh…” Hange stopped you, “he asked for Levi.”

“Are you sure?” you asked them.

“Yes.”

“Oh,” you gasped dramatically, “did you hear that?”

“What?” Levi asked ready to leave.

“My heart being broken by that kid.” you threw yourself back to bed.

When Jean got better, he immediately came back to you. You tried to be mad at Jean – in a playful way – but when you saw him nearly crying, you apologised and let him stay with you.

— The kids were staying with you in the morning, and it was decided that Levi would watch them after lunch because you had work to do with your squad. You were holding Eren in your arms and he refused to let go of you when Levi arrived.

“I want to stay with mommy please!” Eren cried holding onto you.

“Eren,” you calmed him down, “I will be back really quick, I promise.”

“Noo!” Eren cried as Levi took him.

Eren was desperately trying to hold your arms, but Levi was swift. Eren leaned over and grabbed your hair and pulled it which made you scream and lose your balance.

“Eren!” Levi yelled putting him down. “Y/N, are you ok?” he knelt down.

“I’m fine.” you reassured him, “it’s ok.”

“Mommy?” Eren hesitated.

“Eren,” Levi started, “go to your room with the others.” but Eren did not move, “right now!” Levi ordered.

“Levi.” you put your hands on his face, “I’m ok.” you turned to Eren who was now crying silently. “Eren, it’s ok, I’m fine.”

“’M sorry mommy!”

“It’s ok, now go with daddy and listen to him ok?”

Eren nodded and took Levi’s hand and left.

“Sorry daddy.” Eren sobbed.

“Mh.” Levi answered. “Don’t ever do that again am I clear?”

“Never!”

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Short HCs:

— Sasha’s birthday happened that year when they were still kids. You all baked a cake together.

— Connie would often draw pictures of you all as a family during meetings.

— Erwin loved staying with the kids. He would often put them to bed.

— Hange loved the kids too – they would always play with them outside with Moblit, Mike and Nanaba.

PART 3 (coming soon)

[yespleasetommyshelby]

Temporary - Oscar Diaz imagine Part 6

Previously...

"De nada princesa." He winked before stepping out into the yard, a chorus of 'spooky!' coming from the Santos as he closed the door behind him.

A cough from beside me brought me back to earth, turning to see three sets of eyes on me, Ruby and Jamal looking as though I'd killed somebody right then and there and Cesar with a knowing smirk on his face.

"What?" I asked innocently.

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"What did you do?" Jamal asked, still stood staring at me with wide eyes.

"I have never, ever, seen an actual smile on that guys face." Ruby muttered, watching the front door as though Oscar would magically walk through it any second.

"He's got a point." Cesar added making my eyes move to him. "He's my brother and I've never heard him call anyone 'princesa' before, let alone offer to let a girl stay over with no repayment, if you get what I mean." He smirked as he looked at me, his eyes holding a knowing glint.

"Maybe I just have that effect on people." I shrugged with a slight laugh. "Anyway, what's this about a school dance?" I asked in attempt to change the subject.

"It's on Friday and we're gunna get freaky with it." Jamal sung as he moved his hips in what I think was supposed to be a 'sexy' way.

"Okay, that's gross." I stated pointing at the younger boy as he slowly stopped dancing, crossing his arms before flopping down on the couch besides me.

"What is with you people and throwing water on my flame?" He groaned to himself.

"Jamal, baby, you need to have a flame for someone to put it out." I spoke with false sympathy, laughing as he rolled his eyes and mimicked me.

"How were the school dances in Cali?" Ruby asked leaning against the kitchen counter as he watched me.

"Uh, I didn't actually go to any." I shrugged thinking back to how me and Jess would just take a couple bites down to the beach and drink the night away.

"You didn't go? Like, to any?" Cesar asked with a surprised look on his face.

"Not that I remember no, I used to just go down to the beach and get drunk." I shrugged with a small smile.

"You should come." He continued making me look up to him in slight confusion. "To our dance." He clarified with a smirk.

"Oh, well in case you haven't realised I finished school a couple years ago, and I didn't even go to yours." I smiled at his offer.

"So? We can bring dates from other schools, or not from school at all, this is freeridge, it's a pretty relaxed deal." He shrugged, the smirk still on his face.

"I'm not sure that's going to a school dance with a fourteen year old is such a great idea." I muttered unsurely.

"You're overthinking things here Lia." Jamal said loudly as he pushed himself up and stood next to Cesar and Ruby. "God, you're definitely related." He spoke to himself as he looked up to the ceiling.

"Hey!" Me and Ruby yelled at the same time making Jamal raise his eyebrows in an 'I told you so' style. "But he's right." Ruby shrugged. "It's nothing serious just a dance, besides, I thought you'd be up for some fun after whatever just happened." He continued.

"Ruby's right." Cesar nodded, all three boys stood watching me and waiting for an answer.

"Fine." I sighed in defeat. "You're on." I smiled.

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"Thank you again." I smiled as Oscar grabbed what he needed from his room before spending the night on the couch.

"Ain't nothin'." He shrugged as he headed towards the door, fresh shirt and shorts in hand.

"I'm going to the school dance with your brother." I blurted out stopping him with his hand on the doorknob. "Oh my god that sounded so much stranger out loud." I groaned as I flopped back onto his bed staring at the ceiling.

"Why?" He snorted as he turned round, dumping his stuff on a set of drawers before he stood at the side of the bed looking down at me in a mix of confusion and amusement.

"They was talking about the dance and I mentioned I'd never been to one, then Cesar offered to take me." I shrugged before sitting up and looking up at him. "It's not that strange right?"

"You're 19 and going to a school dance with my brother." He said matter-of-factly as he looked down at me with a raised eyebrow.

"I know it's so weird." I half groaned, half laughed as I thought about what I had agreed to. "You know you don't have to sleep out there right? I'm more than happy to, this is your bed after all." I mentioned, running my fingers through my tangled hair.

"A princesa should sleep on a bed, not a couch." He gave me a small smile and a shrug.

"And what about a caballero?" I asked making him look at me in confusion. "Well, you were my night in shinning armour." I teased with a smirk, and I'm sure, I saw a hint of pink lining his cheeks before he cleared his throat and it was gone. "Oscar Diaz get your culo into the bed before I tell all your little home boys that you cried at Marley and me." I smirked knowing that seeing Spooky Diaz crying earlier was going to come in handy, not that he'd admit he was.

"A) I wasn't crying, and b) even if I was you wouldn't dare." He muttered narrowing his eyes at me although the small smirk on his face let me know that he wasn't quite 100% serious.

"Try me." I smirked.

I let out a laugh as he sighed loudly throwing his head back before huffing his way over to the opposite side of the bed, pulling his top over his head before throwing himself down dramatically.

"You're such a drama queen, you know that?" I laughed as I lifted the cover and settled down on the pillow.

"Let's remember who's bed this is yeah." He muttered, both of us laid on our backs and watching the plain white roof.

"Was you close to them? Your parents I mean." I whispered remembering Ruby saying that the Diaz brothers had been alone for the majority of Cesar's childhood.

"My mum died when I was younger, couple years after Cesar was born, I don't remember much about her other than she was a jumped up crackhead." He muttered, my eyes widening slightly at how blunt and open he was being about it. "Me and my dad were kinda close when it came to gang business, I guess, but other than that I barely knew the man personally." I felt him shrug from his place besides me. "What about you?" He asked making me scoff quietly.

"Well, I don't know if you've noticed or not but me and my mum don't exactly have the greatest relationship. She's constantly on my ass trying to put me down, she tried her hardest to make me into the housewife that she's always been, and that's just not me." I shrugged laughing slightly. "But my dad." I trailled of with a sigh, a small smile on my face. "He's the greatest man I've ever met, I mean sure, he's had some troubles in the past but he's always put me and mum above it all. Even when it costs him more than he has, he always finds a way to make sure we're alright." I smiled at the thought of the hero that was my dad.

"He sounds like a good man." Oscar whispered making me turn to face him only to realise that he was already watching me.

"He is." I whispered with a small smile, my eyes captured by his as the familiar butterflies from earlier suddenly reappeared, his eyes moving between my own and my lips.

Not risking another interruption he quickly leant forwards and captured my lips with his own, moving our lips against each other's slowly, the cliché of butterflies and fireworks never really making much sense to me until this moment, when I felt it all.

I kept my eyes closed as we slowly pulled away, his forehead resting against mine as he released my bottom lip with a slight pop. Taking a deep breath I opened my mouth to speak before I was interrupted by a quick kiss on my lips before he pulled back completely.

"Sorry, I uh, I shouldn't have done that." He said quietly, looking into my eyes briefly before reaching over and playing with the small 'D' pendant that hung around my neck. "I know you got a boyfriend." He muttered scowling, dropping the necklace as though it had burned him.

"It's alright Oscar." I smiled slightly, bringing my hands up to the sides of his face my thumb rubbing his jawline gently. "I'm done with him, enough is enough, right." I shrugged making him chuckle slightly.

"It's okay." I smiled bringing my hands to the sides of his face, my thumb rubbing over his jawline gently. "I'm not with him anymore." I shrugged making him chuckle slightly.

"Good." He smirked, placing his hands on he sides of my face forcing me to let go of his and hold onto his wrists instead. Giving me one more smirk he leaned in placing his lips against mine as his hands disappeared from my face, reaching behind my neck as I felt the weight of the necklace disappear.

Pulling away I couldn't help but laugh as Oscar threw the necklace towards the drawers opposite his bed, the small chain sliding across the surface before dropping down the back. Letting out a chuckle of his own he laid himself down pulling me towards him do that my head was resting on his chest, his arm wrapping around me waist from behind while his other was folded under his head.

"Night Lia." He mumbled, placing a small kiss on my forehead.

"Goodnight Oscar." I whispered into the otherwise silent room, placing a brief kiss to his bare chest before drifting off into the darkness.

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"Aye Spooky! Where you at?" Accompanied by a know at the door make me jump the next morning as I was getting myself a glass of water in Oscars kitchen the next morning.

Since I'd always been an early bird, as my mother would put it, it was no surprise that I had woken up before Oscar and Cesar, my head resting on Oscars chest with his arms wrapped around me tightly.

"Spooky man, open up!" A different voice called from outside again accompanied by a know that was more like banging.

Sighing to myself I debated whether to go and wake Oscar or to just answer the door myself, yet another knock on the door answering my question for me.

"Can I help you?" I asked as I opened the door to be met with the same Santo that had stepped up to Diego yesterday along with another one that I recognised from the Monse and Cesar fight, the one who tried to step up to me, bitch.

"Where's Spooky?" The bitch asked as he looked me up and down with smirk, only then did I remember that I was in the same clothes I'd slept in, a pair of Oscar's boxers and my tank top, luckily I had remembered to put my bra back on when I'd gotten up this morning.

"How 'bout you show me a little respect before I slam this door in your culo feo." I smiled sarcastically crossing my arms over my chest before the other guy got my attention.

"Hey, uh, Lia right?" He asked with furrowed brows like he was trying to remember. "I was there when your boy came for you." He smiled slightly.

"Right." I nodded. "Thank you for that." I smiled sincerely, genuinely thankful that he had stepped in.

"I'm sad eyes by the way." He smiled as he stuck his hand out for me to shake. "And that's Johnny." He nodded over to his companion.

"Lia." I smiled putting my hand in his and shaking it lightly. "But you already knew that." I laughed.

"Is spooky here or what?" Johnny huffed against the door frame, once again letting his eyes roam my half naked body.

"Spooky's gunna kick the shit outta you if you don't stop looking at her like that." Cesar's voice made me jump as he came to the door with a glass of juice in one hand. "Here." He smiled as he handed me the juice while taking the water from my other hand.

"Oh, thank you C." I smiled as I took a sip. "Oh shit yeah, you guys wanna come in?" I asked quickly remembering the two Santos stood waiting in the doorway.

"Thanks." Sad eyes laughed as he made his way in, fist bumping Cesar on his way.

"Apologise." I said, putting my arm across the doorway before Johnny could walk in, looking up at him with a smirk as he glared down at me. "Apologise for acting like a jackass or you can wait for Spooky out in the yard." I shrugged as he looked at me in disbelief. "Oh, and it rained last night so the couch is slightly damp." I shrugged again as I went to close the door before his hand stopped me.

"Alright, I'm sorry." He smiled sarcastically as he tried to take a step inside.

"You're sorry for what exactly?" I smirked as I stepped in his way again, getting a kick of amusement at the scowl on his face. "Well, I'm waiting." I sighed tapping my invisible watch on my wrist.

"I'm sorry for being a jackass." He groaned rolling his eyes. "Happy?" He sighed as he looked down at the smirk on my face.

"Very." I smiled as I moved out of his way to let him in, closing the door behind him.

"Aye spooky! Where you been man? Damn hyna trying to make me wait inside." Johnny cheered as Oscar appeared from the hallway in nothing but the pair of shorts that he'd slept in last night.

Sure, Oscar Diaz wasn't exactly rocking an eight pack and abs of steal, but my god was he something to look at first thing in the morning. I couldn't help but blush as his eyes landed on me, scanning me up and down quickly before he looked back to Johnny, giving him an uninterested look before shaking his head and heading into the kitchen.

"Lia." He called looking over his shoulder at me. "Come here a second." He added, motioning for me to go over to him.

"What's up?" I asked standing next to him as he opened the fridge only to from when it came up empty.

"I was gunna ask if you wanted anything but I gotta go to the store." He groaned rubbing a hand over his tanned head.

"I can take a walk to that cafe down the street, mama coco's is it?" I asked recalling seeing the small cafe a few times since I'd been back in town.

"Nah." He muttered shaking his head, closing the fridge and heading back into the living room. "Johnny, go down to mamma coco's and grab me a coffee and one of those roll things I like." He told him before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a twenty and throwing it onto the Santos lap.

"Do you normally sleep with cash on you?" I asked amused knowing that he had slept in those very shorts. "My bad." I giggled as he turned to look at me with an eyebrow raised and an amused smirk playing on his lips.

"Nah, the girl just offered man." Johnny shrugged as he picked up the cash and held it out for me to take.

"I don't care." Oscar muttered as he pushed his outstretched hand away. "What do you want?" He asked looking over his shoulder at me.

"I'll have a tea with two sugars please." I smiled at him. "Oh! And a blueberry muffin!" I added excitedly, smirking when Johnny rolled his eyes.

I laughed as Johnny stood up with a huff before making his way out of the house, with one last laugh I made my way back to Oscars room to put on my clothes from yesterday since the rest of my stuff was back at Ruby's.

"Weren't you wearing that yesterday?" Monse's voice made me jump as I made my way back into the living room that was now occupied by Oscar, Sad eyes and the core 4, plus Olivia. The core 4 was dotted around the room, Sad eyes was laid back on the recliner in the corner while Oscar and Olivia was on the couch, their thighs brushing slightly, a wave of jealousy washing over me before I shook it off, he wasn't mine, I had no right to be jealous over silly little things like that.

"Uh yeah, I haven't been back to Ruby's because, well, ya know." I shrugged slightyl before turning to the blonde girl. "You must be Olivia." I smiled over at the young girl, I'd never met her before, or even heard of her before mum and Geny told me about he staying.

"That's me." She smiled. "You're Lia right?" She said, crossing one leg over the other subconsciously pushing hers and Oscars legs closer together.

"And my date to the dance on Friday." Cesar grinned as he came over to where I was stood and out his arm over my shoulders.

"Strictly friends only, got it." I raised my eyebrows as I looked to him, making him chuckle and nod in agreement.

"Since when are you taking her?" Monse asked confused, ignoring the looks that the rest of the crew was giving her instead opting to keep her attention on me and Cesar.

"Since last night when she told me that she'd never been to her own school dances." He shrugged casually, to him it was no big deal but I could see I'm Monse's eyes that she was hurting.

"You know I don't have to go, not if you two were planning on going together." I said quickly, not looking to be in the middle of a teenage love triangle or whatever this shit was.

"Nah, we're just friends, right monse?" Cesar shrugged as he pulled me close to his side, Monse not missing the gesture.

"Right." She mumbled looking at the ground just as Johnny stormed in and threw a paper bag down onto the ktichen counter before putting the drinks down considerably gentler.

"Oh food!" I grinned as I pulled away from Cesar's hold, jumping up on the counter and opening up the bag, immediately pulling out my blueberry muffin and digging in, sending a muffin filled smile in Johnny's direction. "Gracias." I smirked as he shook his head and leant against the wall.

"Aye where's mine foo'?" Oscar piped up, leaning forward in his seat, resting his elbows on his knees as he watched me finish my muffin, throwing the wrapper to the side before taking a sip of my tea.

"I'm the bag." I shrugged with a smirk, watching as his eyes lit up with amusement while Ruby and Jamal watched with horror on their faces.

"Is that right?" He asked smirking at me with an eyebrow raised.

"That's right." I nodded as I blew into the lid of my tea before taking another sip.

"You not gunna bring it here?" He asked tilting his head to the side slightly like a confused puppy.

"I'm sorry, remind me how much you're paying me to be your waitress again?" I asked sarcastically, laughing as Ruby and Jamal's eyes widened that little bit more.

"I'll get it for you Mr Spooky Sir." Jamal said quickly getting up from his seat and rushing towards the bag only for me to grab the bad and hold it behind my back.

"Nu-Uh." I muttered shaking my head with a chuckle. "I'm gunna need the owner of the bag to come and collect it thank you." I smirked looking from Jamal to Oscar who was watching me with an amused smile on his face before he pushed himself to his feet and walked over.

"I'm right here." He smirked making Jamal jump as he appeared behind him. "Can I get my food now?" He asked as Jamal scurried back to his spot making me laugh.

"Of course." I grinned handing the bag over. "What do I get for keeping it safe for you?" I asked quietly, knowing that the other people in the room were watching the interaction.

"I could think of something." He muttered, a smirk on his face as he stepped closer.

"Oh yeah?" I smirked back as he took another step so that we were basically chest to chest only having to look up at him slightly from where I was sitting on the counter.

"Yeah." He mumbled before taking my head in his hands and bringing his lips down on mine in a slow but butterfly filled kiss.

The joint "Oh my god." From Ruby and Jamal making us pull apart slowly with small smiles on both our faces.

[gladerwolfstarkimagines]

Imagine being Azula’s friend but secretly dating Zuko behind her back

One of the first things you and Azula bonded over was your annoying brothers. Azula told you how her brother had stolen one of her best friends away from her and you related to that. Your twin brother was none other than Sokka of the water tribe, who was also very popular with women. Most of the women you knew liked him, from Yue to Toph to Suki to Ty lee! It sometimes felt like you were the second attraction in a friendship and so you and Azula quickly became close over your shared frustrations.

Then....you betrayed her.

Well, betrayal is a bit dramatic but maybe not given how upset she'd been when Mai and Zuko started dating. You knew that had been hard for Azula to process.  How difficult it had been wondering if her friends really liked her or just wanted access to her brother. So when you started liking Zuko you didn’t plan on acting on it at all. Then Mai broke up with him. 

Zuko was around at yours quite often, whenever he visited the water tribe he stayed in your home and when you visited the fire nation he extended the same hospitality. So throughout the years, you just naturally got closer and closer until....it happened. You started hanging out just the two of you and these occasions felt very date-like until Zuko just outright asked you out. You liked him and told yourself one date was fine, what harm could a single date do? But then as you kept seeing each other and one date soon progressed into many many more you knew your time to do the right thing and tell Azula you were dating her brother was approaching. 

However the idea of doing that idea terrified you. You guessed Azula wouldn’t take it well and didn’t want to lose your friendship with her because of your relationship with Zuko. You wouldn’t break up with Zuko just to make her happy but you also didn’t want to lose Azula’s friendship, so when Katara’s birthday arose you were fairly nervous. There was going to be a large party and all of Katara’s friends were coming...which included Zuko and Azula. You hadn’t been together with everyone since you and Zuko started dating so you had no idea how it would feel. The whole time you and Zuko would have to convincingly act like you weren’t a couple and not make anyone at the party suspicious of the two of you. So when Zuko’s ship got in you fixed your eyes on Azula and tried not to stare at him any more than usual. You greeted him formally and didn’t admire him as you usually would. You fell in step with Azula and decided just to focus on her. It wasn’t hard, you were best friends and very close...however fate was not on your side. You got seated across from him at dinner which felt like some sick punishment and struggled not to get lulled into conversation with him. It didn’t help that Zuko was in a playful mood. He kept making comments about the things you’d done on your date and then sending you sly looks across the table. When you met his eye he smirked blatantly and you lightly kicked him under the table. That only made Zuko chuckled and look adorable so you sighed and decided to just keep your eyes down the whole time to survive dinner. 

However, Zuko had no intention of stopping his teasing. After dinner you set about preparing the party for Katara tomorrow and having sent Sokka, Aang, Suki, Azula and Toph on their assigned jobs turned to your job of decorating. You were hanging streamers in the living room when you felt a hand curl around your waist. “Need some help there?” Zuko asked moving closer and he leaned up over you to hang it. “I could have done that myself” you smiled turning to face him and Zuko shrugged “I know you could’ve, but then I wouldn’t have been able to do this”. Zuko gently kissed your neck trailing down to your collar bone making you sigh. “Zuko...stop” you said faint heartedly and Zuko sensed that smirking "I don’t want to and you don’t want me to either, I can tell by how softly you said my name" he smiled "it’s been so long since we’ve had any time together". Your skin erupted in goosebumps and a shiver went down your spine as Zuko pressed closer against you. But you knew how badly this could end if literally anyone walked in. So swiftly you grabbed Zuko’s hands and twisted your way out of them. You held them tightly in one hand so he couldn’t try and slink around you again and used the other to make him look at you "Zuko we can’t okay, not on this trip. God knows i want to, i’ve missed you too but there’s too much that could go wrong i’m sorry". Zuko sighed but nodded his head "don’t worry i understand". Zuko’s shoulders sagged and you knew your insistance on keeping this quiet was difficult for him. "Thank you for understanding" you said hugging him quickly "i know it can’t be easy for you and I appreciate the effort you're going to for me". Zuko smiled resting his head on top of yours "it’s fine, i’d do a lot more for you if you asked but promise me it won’t always be like this....we will tell everyone soon?". You gulped but nodded pulling away "i promise, i will tell Azula...soon!". Zuko nodded “I believe you” and let his hands drop away from you. Not a moment later Sokka and Aang appeared in the room making the two of you jump. “Zuko just the man we need! We were thinking of making an ice sculpture, fancy some fire bending?”. Zuko nodded “sure” and with a last glance to you left the room. 

Hours later the party preparations finished you returned to your room which you were sharing with Azula for her visit. “Sokka made me blow up balloons” she said angrily “something about fire benders being full of hot air”. You smirked at your brother’s nerve when Azula’s next sentence wiped it off your face.  "Also I think Zuko’s dating someone again" Azula said softly and you paused. "Ow really?" you asked and she nodded "he’s been spending a suspicious amount of time in the southern water tribe lately. Lots of visits which he claims are diplomatic but I can’t work out what he actually does here! He doesn’t know that many people and so it got me thinking, y/n do you think your brother and mine....". "No Sokka's still with Suki" you said shaking your head. Azula sighed “and it’s obviously not Katara, she and Aang are basically married, have you seen him hanging around anyone else? He doesn’t know many people so it should be easy to spot". You paused pretending to think but were really just trying to buy yourself time. "Honestly i don’t pay much attention to him when he visits" you said cleverly covering your back "but i will from now on and let you know". "Thank you y/n" Azula smiled. You smiled back relieved Azula didn’t suspect anything and let out a large breath you’d been holding for this entire conversation. You were now more than ready for sleep and got into bed hurriedly. You laid your head on your pillow and closed your eyes utterly exhausted. 

"Goodnight y/n" Azula called and you nodded. You were very sleepy and after a long yawn smiled "good night Zuko".

You realised the name you’d said seconds after it came out of your mouth. 

You froze

As did azula.

"Did you just call me Zuko...". You blinked "did i? I’m sure i said Azula". Azula was quiet for 2 seconds before she shot up "it’s you!" she cried "you're the one my brother’s dating!". "No Azula that’s crazy!!! We'd just been discussing Zuko, that’s why he was on my mind!". Azula shook her head "you're lying! I can tell by the tone of your voice! You’re the new girlfriend aren’t you?". You sighed "Azula i’m sorry i was going to tell you...". "I can’t believe you" Azula yelled and suddenly the door opened. "What’s wrong?" Sokka and Zuko asked bursting in “we heard yelling” and Azula glared. "You! Couldn't just have Mai huh? Had to take another one of my friends? How about when you’re done with y/n you try things with Ty lee?". "Ow she told you...." Zuko frowned awkwardly. "No i worked it out!” Azula spat “Y/n accidentally uttered your name because she’s so lovesick" Azula cried "you both make me sick" and she strode away slamming the front door hard as she exited the house.

After Azula left you all looked at one another unsure what to do or say next. "So...you two are a thing?" Sokka asked and Zuko paused "yes...is your reaction going to be as bad as Azula’s or can i go deal with her?". Sokka shook his head "go deal with her before she burns the village down”. Zuko went to move past Sokka when your brother put a hand to his chest "but come back and see me after, me and Katara will want to talk to you about dating our sister". Zuko surprisingly looked intimidated and nodded "I'll be right back". "Zuko wait i should come too" you called "this is as much my fault as yours". Zuko nodded "let’s go" and led you outside into the cold night after Azula.

You found Azula trekking in the snow and as she wasn’t in proper shoes you gained on her quickly. “Azula!” you called and she jumped. She looked around and glared “ow look the happy couple, how nice of you to grace me with your presence”. Zuko rolled his eyes “only you’d be so attention-seeking to make this about you”. “Attention seeking? Who’s the person who can’t form his own friendships or respect boundaries? No always have to date my friends, is it some weird way for you to gain power over me? A sad way to boost your ego?”. As Zuko and Azula went to square up to each other you stepped between them. “Alright enough the both of you! Zuko please go back to the house, i’ll handle this”. “But she...”. “Zuko please” you said sharply and he nodded “fine” and with a glare left. You watched him go before turning back to Azula. You’d been about to suggest you go home given that Azula was surely freezing out here in the middle of the night but Azula broke into a rant. "Everyone leaves me for him" she cried "Mai! My uncle! Mother! Even my father...after i was smarter, a better fire bender, more loyal and younger he still gave Zuko every little chance and only crowned me after Zuko literally ran away! When will i be good enough people don’t just choose him without a second thought for me?". "Azula i didn’t choose Zuko over you! Just because i like Zuko doesn’t mean i don’t like you still". "That may be true but this changes our friendship completely, it did with Mai! People always prioritise their partners over their friends so i’ll be second best once again". "Are you kidding?" you asked "Azula now i need you more than ever! Relationships aren’t when you ditch your friends, they’re when you need them the most! Who else are you going to go to for a break or a nice getaway? Who else is going to support and love you in only the platonic way a friend can? Who else can i complain about Zuko to when he annoys me or we fight?" you asked "they’re all things you need your friends for! Desperately and that’s going to be the same for me". "But when Mai dated him...". "But i’m not Mai" you smiled softly "Azula we are good friends, i won’t sideline you because of this. You mean just as much to me now as before i started dating Zuko". Azula huffed but you could see her melting. "So...how about we go inside, get some warm milk and talk a bit more about this huh?". You offered Azula your hand and she took it but she didn’t stop there. Azula threw her arms around you and hugged you tightly. "I’m partly doing this for the cold but thank you" she said softly "nobodies ever tried to make me feel supported when they've chosen Zuko, they just tell me to deal with it but you’re the first to try and reassure me and so i know you mean it, to still be my friend". "Of course" you smiled "you're my best friend!". Azula smiled and linked her arm through yours "i like that!”. 

Zuko stared in awe as you and Azula returned grinning. "How did it go is everything okay?". You nodded "your extremely cool sister is fine with it". "Yes i thought this would be a great way to have an inside scoop on you zuzu". "She’s kidding i won’t talk to her about you...a lot". Zuko blinked "okay if everything's okay then i should go speak to Sokka and Katara, they’re waiting for me in the kitchen". Azula smiled "that’s a good idea, when you come back zuzu find me, i have some threats about what will happen if you hurt my best friend". You smiled at Azula and stepped to Zuko "good luck but don’t worry Sokka’s all bite, Katara’s the one to look out for but she has a big heart, just tell her how good a time we’ve had and you’ll be fine". "Good tips, any for my sister?". You smiled "Azula is one i have not worked out yet" you grinned "but i’m sure you’ll manage, you are the firelord after all". Zuko smirked and you patted his shoulder "after your appointment with my brother and sister and then your sister....you could always come find me in your room?". Zuko smiled "is that my motivation for surviving this?". You shrugged "you can think of it as that" and stepped away from him. Zuko watched you before sighing "alright let’s get this over with” he said loudly and strode towards the kitchen.

You turned back to Azula who raised an eyebrow at Zuko’s sudden confidence and she frowned. "Do i even want to know?" Azula asked and you shook your head "no". “Ow and don’t worry if I’m not in our room tonight”. “Euch Y/n!” Azula cried and you shrugged “what? I didn’t say why”. “I know why” she sighed before she smiled “at least I can have your bigger bed”. “Be my guest” you smiled, you had a firelord to get reacquainted with. 

[spencer-reid-in-a-pool]

It Was You All Along (Part 7)

Author’s note: So that wasn’t much of a break, but I couldn’t resist! Here is the next installment of the series, featuring a meme I made myself to reflect the vibes of the first half of this part! And yes, it is supposed to be that pixely. It adds spice. Also, I tried to be as vague as possible describing reader’s outfit towards the end so that you could imagine it the way you wanted! As always, feedback is appreciated, and I hope you all enjoy! Link to my ask box! 

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A voice called for me, but I didn’t quite process it. I was too busy trying to fix this gigantic, gaping hole in Geralt’s trousers. Melitele knows if I don’t do it, he would just walk around with it decorating his attire. 

The voice called for me again, but this time I ignored it on purpose. If I lost concentration, I would prick myself with the needle...again. And I didn’t really want to turn my fingers into more of a bloody mess than they already were. 

I heard footsteps beside me, but I didn’t realize how close they were until a rush of coldness surrounded my body. Not only coldness, but wetness. A bucket of ice cold water had been dumped on me, causing me to scream and drop what I was doing as I stood up in shock. 

“Julian!” 

His real name still felt unfamiliar on my lips. I had taken to calling him that every so often, usually when I was angry with him, or when I was messing with him. It was for that reason, I think, that he froze so suddenly when I spoke. He wasn’t used to it either, even though he was the one that suggested I start using it more. 

The bucket made a small thump sound as it hit the ground beneath us, and Jaskier raised his hands up in an apology. But he also backed away like a scared animal. I almost felt bad for him. Almost, but not quite. 

“Now, (Y/N)...I was just trying to get your attention is all. It’s quite important, you see.”

I gathered my skirts in my hands and stomped towards him, scowling and shivering the whole way. 

“What could possibly be so important that you couldn’t wait until I was finished? And what made you think dumping cold water on me was a good idea?”

I didn’t give him a chance to respond before I starting running towards him, my clothes making a sloshing noise against my skin. A string of curse words left his mouth as he took off trying to get away from me. He could be quite fast when he wanted to be. But no way was I going to let him get away from me that easily. 

As soon as he picked up speed, so did I. He wove through the trees surrounding our campsite, going in between them like a maze. Eventually we made it back to where we started. My spot was near a tree and the pants I had been working on were visibly in a bunch on the ground. But behind that was the river that I’m assuming the idiot got the water in the first place. I wonder if I could lead him back there... and “accidentally” knock him in.

As luck would have it, I didn’t even have to put that thought into action. He had made his way to the edge of the river, and turned quickly on his heel trying to run away from me again. But he slipped on the muddy bank, and fell right into the water himself. 

Coming to a stop, a sharp laugh came from my chest suddenly. And I laughed even harder when he bobbed above the surface, hair sticking to his forehead and his fancy doublet soaked. 

“That’s what you get!” I yelled to him between bouts of laughter. 

While Jaskier pulled himself out of the water unceremoniously, I heard more footsteps behind me followed by a thud. Geralt must be back. Only one man I know could walk and sit down that heavily. 

I turned towards the sound, and sure enough, Geralt was sitting down on the log he had claimed as his earlier. He took one look at me and one look at Jaskier who was now standing on the bank of the river, shivering like his life depended on it. 

“I don’t even want to know,” said Geralt with a twitch of his eyebrow and a roll of his eyes. 

~

Night had fallen now. I couldn’t help but reflect on the past few months since that attack at our camp. Things had been pretty boring since then honestly. But I guess I couldn’t complain. Being bored was better than being in danger. 

Geralt was asleep and snoring at an unholy volume. This of course caused a glance between Jaskier and I, and sent us into a fit of silent laughter together. The kind of laughter that had your stomach hurting and your mouth open with no sound. The kind that had you grabbing onto your friend for dear life. Which is precisely what the two of us were doing right now. I had such a grip on Jaskier’s arm, I thought he surely must be in pain. But if he was, he made no mention of it and kept laughing with me. 

However much time had passed, it seemed to only be a few minutes. And I still had my hand on his arm, although my grip definitely lessened. He didn’t notice this either, and simply looked into the dying flames with dried tears from his laughter on his cheeks. My gaze lingered a moment too long on his cheeks, and I began to think about how gentle his eyelashes looked against his skin as he blinked. 

Heat rose in my cheeks and I silently withdrew my hand from his arm. This seemed to catch his attention though. 

“Composed yourself now? Don’t need to steady yourself from anymore laughter?”

There was a glint in his eye as he asked me the questions. I had to keep from smiling. 

“That depends. Got any jokes?”

He stood suddenly and rested a hand on his chin, making it seem like he was deep in thought. 

“You look as if you are composing a new song, Julian.”

“I’m a musician, my dear, I am always composing.” 

He paced around the fire, which was even lower than before. The way he took everything so seriously was something that entertained me, and I couldn’t help but smile to myself because of it. 

Suddenly, he opened his mouth in a silent “Aha!”

“(Y/N), why must you never use a broken pen?”

I paused for a moment and scrunched my face in thought, trying to come up with an answer. But before I could, he delivered the punch line. 

“It’s pointless, darling.”

I snorted at the same time Geralt groaned. The fucker was awake. 

Jaskier almost jumped out of his boots at the sudden noise, which only caused me to laugh again. The pain in my stomach from earlier was back, but I couldn’t keep from laughing. 

“Have you been awake this whole time, Geralt?” Jaskier yelled in surprise. 

“Long enough. Don’t you have anything better to do? Like sleep?”

Jaskier open and closed his mouth a few times before settling on a simple, “Right,” in response. He then took his spot a few feet away from Geralt and laid down for the night. 

“Goodnight, Geralt.” Jaskier said with a stifled yawn.

Geralt simply grunted in return, rolling over so his back was facing Jaskier. 

“Goodnight, (Y/N),” Jaskier called in my direction. 

“Goodnight, Jaskier. And goodnight Geralt!” 

“Hmph,” was all I got in response. 

There was a silence over our camp now. But it was too quiet. The kind of quiet that felt like it would be broken at any moment now. Jaskier’s voice was what broke it, of course.

“Goodnight, Roach.”

“Oh, yeah! Goodnight, Roach and Lily!” I called out excitedly. 

“How could I forget Lily? Goodnight, Lily!” Jaskier parroted. 

“Oh, for the love of-” Geralt groaned loudly, sitting up and gathering his things. He promptly moved farther and farther away from us, settling on a spot under the cover of darkness in the trees. 

I snickered to myself as I got my things ready to lay down. Annoying Geralt had become one of our favorite things to do together over the past few months. 

It became silent again, and I could hear Jaskier’s even breathing now, signalling that he was asleep. I had the feeling I wouldn’t be able to sleep. Call it instinct, I guess. 

I laid down on my back and stared up at the sky. Jaskier and I were closer than ever, and it was so nice. But I needed more. I craved more. They say time heals all wounds, but my heart was still shattered after all these months had gone by. I was still so in love with my best friend that it hurt. Even more than it did before. 

Jaskier had been acting differently lately though. He called me more nicknames, and he was even more of a flamboyant disaster than when I first met him. Come to think of it, I hadn’t seen him with any random women in bars or taverns anymore. Could he-? No. No way. I must be out of my mind. 

My fingers instinctively went to the dagger Geralt had given me a while ago. Sometimes I would run my hands along the inscription, trying to remind myself to be brave like it said. I could almost laugh at myself right now. I was being anything but brave when it came to Jaskier. 

“Could you please calm your nerves down? I can feel them from over here,” a gruff voice said in the distance. Geralt. Of course.

“Sorry to disturb you. Maybe you should move to another new spot, even farther away. Oh yeah, I’ve been meaning to ask. How is Yennefer?”

I didn’t have to have Witcher senses to feel how that comment landed. 

~

Morning came much more quickly than I was hoping it would. It meant today was the day we had to get moving, which meant we would be moving closer to the situation I had been trying to avoid thinking about. The ball. 

I seemed to be the last one awake, and I could feel the energy as soon as I had rubbed the sleepiness from my reluctant eyes. Geralt sad brooding in the corner of our camp, and Jaskier was flitting about getting everyone’s things together. It was easy to see who was excited and who was not. 

“Today is the day, you sad sack of...sadness,” Jaskier vocalized in regards to Geralt. 

“I know. Don’t remind me.”

I almost laughed as I sat up from my spot on the ground. Geralt wasn’t looking forward to this, and truth be told, I wasn’t either. At least part of me wasn’t. The other part couldn’t help being excited in a childlike way. I had never been in a castle before, let alone a ballroom. Although I couldn’t help but feel like I would be out of place, and painfully so. 

“Don’t look so excited, Geralt.” 

“You weren’t there. You don’t know what happened at the last one.”

I winced and realized that he was right. Although Jaskier had told me some of what happened, I was almost certain that he watered down the events of Pavetta’s betrothal ball in doing so. 

The man in question turned to look at me, apparently just now realizing I was awake. 

“There you are! Come on, we are losing daylight!”

“Jaskier, do I even really need to come? Geralt is only going to be your body guard, so I don’t really have a purpose.”

“Don’t be silly. You must come! We couldn’t just leave you by yourself for hours at a time. These things do tend to take a while.”

I rolled my eyes and stood, stretching as I did so. 

“I am a grown up, you know. I can take care of myself. Afraid I might get kidnapped?” 

Jaskier scoffed and continued packing, mostly ignoring my comment. But it was true, I could take care of myself. Geralt had taught me some things with the dagger over the past few weeks, and I felt confident in my abilities. 

“Well if I must go, at least be careful with my dress and things. I’m sure Yennefer paid good money for them.” 

“The witch probably stole them, more like.”

I watched as Jaskier carefully started packing my things, and tried not to cackle when Geralt made a comment about shoving his foot somewhere it didn’t belong in reference to Jaskier. 

Today was going to be quite...something. 

~

Since we had done most of the travelling yesterday, what was left for today didn’t take long. We made it to the castle in no time it seemed. 

Lily and Roach were tied up in the stables, in the same stall actually. I was quite happy that the stable master was willing to do that. They always seemed to enjoy each other’s company. 

I sat in my borrowed room getting ready, and I was assuming that Geralt and Jaskier were in their own rooms doing the same thing. But that thought was at the back of my mind now as I looked at myself in the mirror. Or at least, what I think was myself. I didn’t really recognize the woman staring back at me. 

Yennefer had picked out the most beautiful, elegant, and intricate floor-length ballgown I could ever imagine. It was sleeved as well, with lace adorning them to match the bodice. The skirt was made of layers on layers, it seemed, and with every move I made it swished gently to follow. It was even in my favorite color. I wonder how she knew? I don’t remember telling her...

She had also gotten me some jewelry to match, and the metals and gems complimented my skin tone perfectly. How did she know all this? I had only met her once, and it was very briefly. I would have to thank her for all this later. 

Not long after I had finished getting dressed, jeweled, and made up, a knock sounded at my door. 

“Come in,” I called. 

Jaskier entered in his outfit for the night. It was a dark, silky purple with golden accents along the doublet’s center, and my breath hitched in my throat when I saw him in the reflection of the mirror I sat in front of. 

“You look breathtaking, darling,” he said in a whisper as he approached me. 

Hopefully he didn’t notice the blush creeping up the sides of my neck. I don’t think I would ever get used to his names for me. 

“You don’t look too bad yourself. Compare that to when you fell into the water yesterday and looked like a dying animal, you basically are a different person.”

Jaskier feigned anger, but I could tell he was amused. 

“Do you like your clothes? I made sure to tell Yennefer all your favorite colors and shiny things.”

My heart skipped a beat. He had told her all of that? I didn’t even know that he knew those things about me.

I stood before really thinking about what I was doing, and turned to face him, the shock evident on my face.

“You told her all that? I didn’t know that you knew such trivial facts about me...Thank you.”

He chuckled and ran a hand through his hair. 

“Of course I know. And it was no problem. I had to make sure she didn’t dress you in an unflattering way.”

I tilted my head in thought, almost as a reflex, and it caught his attention. 

“What are you thinking about, (Y/N)?” Jaskier asked me quietly with a crooked smile. 

“I seem to be thinking about everything and nothing at once...but I am mostly wondering how you convinced the people hosting this ball to let me in. Geralt is your security, of course, I get that. But how did you get me in? I’m no one special.”

He was silent for a moment and stared at a spot past me, for almost so long I didn’t think he would reply. But then he did, with an odd look on his face that showed happiness and some other emotion I didn’t recognize. 

“I told them you were my muse. A musician cannot perform without their muse.”

My mouth twitched as if to fall open in shock. but I didn’t let it. I didn’t want him to see how this affected me.

“I’m your what?”

“My muse. You know, inspiration?”

I shook my head furiously, matching the speed at which my heart was beating.

“I know what it means. But why did you tell them that? You couldn’t have come up with a better excuse to get me in here? You didn’t have to lie to them.” 

You couldn’t have come up with a better excuse in order to keep me from getting my hopes up?

He looked at me with a smile. But it was a pained smile. Then for a second, it looked like he might speak. Until Geralt passed by the open door way and told Jaskier it was time to go. The crowd was waiting on him. 

I stood frozen in the same spot I had been in, and I watched them leave. First Geralt, then Jaskier following behind him. At the last second before leaving the doorway, he stopped, placing a hand on the frame. 

Finally he turned to me, and looking over his shoulder, he simply said:

“I didn’t lie.” 

[capypub]

Summer Wine (Ch. 10)

Bruno Madrigal x Original Female Character

Chapter Rating: M (smut)

(Masterlist)

The next few days were a whirlwind for the two of them, having to announce their engagement to the entire village, per Alma’s request. The cantina was lively with celebration the night after they became engaged, Marisol’s family joining in the drinks and dancing as they officially welcomed Bruno into the family circle.

The amount of people that approached Bruno in the cantina that evening was borderline overwhelming. Some people seemed like strangers, but most he was somewhat familiar with as they embraced him or clapped him on the shoulder.

He danced with his fiancée that evening, holding her close as they swayed to a slow song, whispering words of love and adoration into her ear as she nuzzled her face into his shoulder, blushing from all the attention on them. Countless people had come up to her, asking to see the ring or gush at the couple, seeming completely overjoyed by the announcement of another Madrigal wedding.

“I’m exhausted,” she sighed, collapsing onto his bed once the festivities had winded down and they were able to escape to his room.

“We haven’t even had the wedding, amor,” he joked, sitting on the edge of the bed next to her, resting his hand on her knee.

“I know,” she said with a soft chuckle, turning to lay on her side, looking up at him, “it’s only going to get crazier from here, you know?”

He nodded, leaning back to prop himself on one arm, lying beside her. “Don’t let our families pressure you into doing too much, if you want something simple and quiet, we can do that,” he said, running his hand down her side to rest on her hip.

“I just want to be with you, I don’t care about anything else,” she said softly, inching closer to him, finding comfort in the fabric of his ruana.

“Likewise, querida,” he agreed, kissing the top of her head, holding her tightly as they finally had a moment to relax and just be with each other.

She stayed in his room that night, the both of them too tired from all the socializing to do much besides kiss each other goodnight and settle into bed, Bruno holding her close to his chest, as they both laid on their sides, feeling her back rise and fall against him as she slowly slipped into sleep. He remained awake for a bit longer, reflecting on the journey that had led him here as he played with her hair, enjoying the peacefulness of the moment. When his mind finally began to quiet, he kissed her shoulder before settling deeper into his pillow, easily falling into a heavy sleep…

Bruno was startled awake by an unknown weight between his legs, the bed dipping as he felt the cool air on his exposed pelvis. He shivered, slowly blinking in confusion as he looked up at the ceiling, his mind slowly taking in what his body was feeling. When something warm and wet brushed against his quickly hardening length, he looked down to find Marisol between his legs, licking and teasing the head of his cock lazily.

“Mi vida,” he said lowly, his voice gravely from sleep, his hand coming to rest on top of her head.

“Good morning, mi prometido,” she said softly, grinning sly as she continued to tease him, never taking him fully into her mouth, simply giving soft licks to the tip.

He chuckled lowly, closing his eyes, enjoying being slowly woken up by his…fiancée in such an intimate way. She’d never done this before, but he wasn’t going to stop her, especially if she continued to do that thing with her tongue that had his legs trembling as he became more and more excited.

He groaned when she finally took him into her mouth, using her hand and lips to bring him closer to the edge. She moaned around him, forcing his legs to tremble at his approaching end. It didn’t take long for him to finish, sighing happily as she lapped the remains of his orgasm, swallowing and crawling up his body to nuzzle his jaw.

“What is the occasion?” he joked, wrapping his arms around her.

“Just wanting to…make you feel good…I know last night must have been a little uncomfortable for you,” she shrugged, knowing he still struggled being around larger groups of people, especially when it came to those who weren’t his family.

“Shall I repay the favor?” he asked, his hands sliding down her sides to grope her ass.

“Maybe later,” she giggled, pecking his cheek as she sat up on top of him, “right now, I could use un cafecito and an arepa,” she added.

“That sounds like a good idea,” he agreed, patting her ass as she climbed off of him to get ready for their day.

Like the previous days, his family couldn’t stop beaming with excitement any time the couple appeared, even after expecting this day for many months now. His sobrinas kept asking Marisol details about the wedding, Isabela offering to provide the flower and even a few cacti for the ceremony, Mirabel wanting to help with the dress, Luisa and Dolores both hinting at different ideas for the reception afterwards.

Bruno could only sit back and enjoy the energy of his family. While he was excited about the wedding that was in the works, he was more excited by the fact that Marisol wore the ring so proudly, confidently offering her hand to anyone who asked to see it.

“Where is your mind, mi amor?” she asked, placing her hand over his as breakfast came to an end.

“Just…wondering how I got so lucky,” he shrugged, kissing her forehead.

“Can I tell you a secret?” she asked, leaning close to whisper to him as they made their way outside, heading to the village to get a small list of groceries that Julieta had requested.

He chuckled but nodded. “Anything, mi vida,” he nodded.

“I was…surprised that day when you first came into the cantina. Of course, I had heard all the whispers and it didn’t help how Camilo had described you as this…seven-foot coco who feasts on the screams of mujer jovenes, but…then you came in to get Tonito and…you were nothing like the rumors and whispers and…honestly I was taken instantly,” she explained, looking down the entire time, a blush forming on her cheeks.

“He said I was seven feet tall?” Bruno asked in surprised.

She couldn’t help but laugh, amazed that out of everything she just said, that’s what had stuck immediately. Taking his hand in her own, she lifted it to kiss his knuckles, still smiling in amusement.

“I was actually terrified that day,” he admitted after a beat of silence, “you were this niña bonita who didn’t look at me with fear or disgust like everyone else. I often think about how stupid I must have sounded that first day, I could barely talk to you,” he chuckled.

“You thought I was pretty?” she teased.

He grinned. “You will forever be the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, mi cielo,” he nodded.

“Ah, Brunito, you’re too sweet,” she smirked, giggling in the process.

“Brunito, eh?” he questioned with a raised brow, “what happened to papí?” he asked lowly, leaning close to her ear, feeling the slight shiver as he spoke.

“You can be both,” she replied softly, almost shyly at the mention of such an intimate reference to their sex life.

“Sí, especially when I get to feast on your screams as I devour you, mi conejita,” he practically growled in her ear, feeling her hand grip his tighter, knowing very well that he was working her up, exciting her just by his words.

“Bruno,” she warned breathily, beginning to feel her pulse rise.

“I still owe you for this morning,” he said calmly, immediately switching his tone as they approached the plaza, smirking slightly knowing that he had stirred something in her that wouldn’t be satisfied until he fulfilled that hunger.

She was a blushing mess as they walked through the square, bumping into things, and struggling to focus as they slowly gathered everything on Julieta’s list. He would take all the produce and meat from her after stopping at each vendor, intentionally letting his hand linger on her waist or casting her a hungry look when she went to hand him anything.

Bruno on the other hand kept his cool, using all the skills he had developed during the time he aspired to be an actor to remain calm in front of the vendors, even stopping to chat with one or two who greeted him as they walked by.

“Hmm, the things I want to do to you, hermosa,” he would growl in her ear as they strolled through the plaza, hearing her whimper and slightly tremble as he spoke against her earlobe.

She seemed more and more frazzled as they collected the last few items, her breath becoming faster and uneven as she allowed him to guide her out of the plaza, too worked up to even question why they weren’t walking towards the house, but rather taking the familiar path to the river.

“Everything alright, querida?” he asked, keeping one step in front of her, his hand loosely holding hers as they approached the flowing waters.

“Mhm,” she responded, not trusting her voice at the moment as she practically shook with anticipation, having worked up a hungry desire for his touch, her core aching as she thought about all the things they could do.

Bruno set the basket he’d been carrying on his back by a large rock, turning to her with an amused smirk, seeing her so fidgety was new to him, but he enjoyed the moment, guiding her to the other side of the rock, where they were hidden from the path, trapped in a small patch of grass between the riverbank and the giant stone.

Pressing her into the rock, he placed both hands on either side of her head, leaning down slowly to brush his lips against hers, teasingly licking at her lower lip as she leaned forward, craving more.

“You seemed distracted at the plaza, mi amor,” he said with a knowing smirk.

“Because of you,” she huffed, eyes half closed as she tried to kiss him fully.

He leaned back, still keeping his arms on either side of her. She gripped the front of his ruana tightly, trying to pull him in, but he resisted, reveling in how desperate she had become after only a few words and simple touches.

“Bruno, please,” she whined, her breath becoming more labored as he simply stared at her, partially enamored and partially like a predator who had just trapped his prey.

“What is it, bebita?” he asked, his voice lowering in anticipation, hungry for her.

“Please,” she sighed again with a slight tremble, “I need you…”

That was all he needed before leaning down and capturing her lips in a heated kiss. They collided with such force, that he felt his teeth clack against hers briefly before he took the initiative to push his tongue into her mouth, hearing her moan as she desperately gripped at his back and shoulders.

The kiss was anything but sweet, messy, desperate, possibly almost violent as he nipped at her lips and brought his hand to her throat, loosely gripping at her, feeling her pulse throb rapidly against his fingers. When he slipped his hand under her skirt, he could immediately feel her arousal dampening her panties, causing him to groan at how wet she was for him.

“Shall I fulfill what I had promised, mi conejita?” he asked against her mouth, feeling her frantically nod as his fingers began to circle her clit through her panties.

“Please,” she gasped, feeling his hand slip under the thin material to touch her properly.

“You’ll have to be quiet, querida, we don’t need any unwanted attention,” he said, kneeling down to lift her skirt up, ducking under it to hide beneath the flowing material, immediately pushing the fabric of her panties to the side and giving her lips a hard lick, hearing her gasp.

As he began to methodically lick at her clit, he used his free hand to slowly insert two fingers, feeling her wetness coat his digits. Dragging his tongue from her entrance to her clit, she began to pant and twitch for him, her hips slightly jerking forward over his face, causing his nose to brush her clit as he licked at her hole, tasting her essence that began to drip down his fingers.

“Bruno…” she whined softly, trying to desperately keep quiet as he began to suck and slurp from under her skirt.

“Don’t make a sound, or I’ll stop,” he warned dominantly, pinching the inside of her thigh with his wet fingers, making her flinch at the sudden sharp pain.

Biting her lip harshly, she twitched and jerked her hips, beginning to feel her muscles tighten as her orgasm started building. When Bruno recognized the signs of her approaching climax, he lifted her leg over his shoulder, allowing him more direct contact with her sex, increasing the speed of his fingers as he sucked on her clit harshly, hearing her muffled moan and feeling her other hand grip his head over the fabric of her skirt.

She began to ramble, a mixture of begs and encouragement whispered, being masked by the running stream beside them. Biting the inside of her thigh as he continued to stroke her walls with determination, he could feel her walls clenching as she approached her end, grinding her hips into his hand as he lifted the hood of her pussy to suck on her clit again, feeling her body tense, going still for a moment and finally falling over the edge, bending forward, digging her nails into his head as she gasped, her legs trembling as her body was rocked with pleasure.

“So good, querida, mi niña bonita, mi dulce princesa,” he praised her, continuing to slowly finger her as she came down from her high, breathing heavily and shuddering from oversensitivity as he suddenly removed his fingers to lick up the remains of her orgasm.

Moving from beneath her skirt to stand before her, unable to contain his cocky smirk as he was met with her tinted cheeks, parted lips, and dazed eyes. He inserted his fingers into her mouth, his cock stirring as she sucked softly on his digits.

“Such a good girl, mi corazón,” he sighed, removing his hand from her mouth, and leaning down to kiss her, gripping her head and pressing his body into hers against the rock.

“We…should go home before Julieta gets suspicious,” she suggested, still slightly panting, resting her forehead against his, eyes closed as she smiled softly.

Bruno simply nodded, giving her a final peck on the lips before lifting the basket onto his back and taking her hand, the two of them walking in comfortable silence back to casita. He stroked the ring on her finger on the way back, enjoying the feeling of the cool metal against his thumb.

“Hola, casita,” he greeted the house warmly as the windows above them flapped enthusiastically.

Making their way to the kitchen, Bruno set the basket down and began to help Marisol unpack the contents of their trip. He watched for a moment as she arranged some of the fruit into a basket on the counter, taking in the comfort of the moment, the normalcy.

“Stop staring,” she muttered, grinning as she watched him from the corner of her eye.

“I can’t help it, you’re so beautiful,” he shrugged, moving to stand behind her, gripping her hips as he pressed wet kisses into her shoulder and neck.

“You’re insatiable,” she giggled, one hand resting on his as she used the other to lean onto the counter.

“What did you expect? Those pretty sounds are addicting, mi amor,” he mumbled into her neck, squeezing her hips before spinning her around, lifting her onto the edge of the counter and properly kissing her.

She had spread her legs slightly to allow him to stand right against the counter. He wrapped an arm around her waist to pull her as close to him as possible, the other sliding up her thigh to squeeze the supple skin.

“No, no, no, no! Not in the kitchen, we eat here!” Camilo yelled from the other room, having almost walked in on them again, this time hearing the sound of their kissing before he could taint his eyes again.

“Shouldn’t you be in Señora Ricardo’s garden, kid?” Bruno called back, remaining in his spot.

“I thought I could get something to drink while I took a break, but I guess not!” the younger boy replied, making gagging noises as his footsteps began to fade.

“We’re going to scar these children for life one day,” Marisol snickered, pushing lightly on his chest so that she could hop down.

“So far we’ve got three out of six,” Bruno shrugged with a smirk, continuing to help her unpack the food before they headed upstairs.