#tw: infedelity

[starandsims]

Book 1: Normal Type | Chapter Thirty-Two: Hooking Up

Violet made sure to get Zera into a good daycare as soon as she was old enough, even though she and Teddy could have worked out a schedule to have someone there to watch her whenever needed. Violet argued that their daughter needed to start socializing early on, but really she wanted to be able to invite her one-night stands over to the house while both her husband and her daughter were out of the way.

As soon as Teddy would leave for work each day she would scroll through her DMs on her various dating apps on her second phone and invite one over to have some fun with. She really didn’t mind that it was extremely obvious to all of these men that she was married with a child, as it was clearly obvious from the decor around the house. She thought it made things more exciting and managed to convince most of her visitors of the same. Part of her wondered if she wanted to get caught, as brazen as she was, but she made sure that voice stayed a very quiet whisper in the back of her mind.

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Infidelity AU

An AU where Félix isn’t Camilo’s biological father (+ giftless Camilo).

Note: So, I was curious of how cheating and affair babies would go down in the Encanto, since DNA tests and advanced technology don’t exist yet in the 1950s, so yeah!

Enjoy!

Pepa would never admit it, but she wasn’t 100% happy in her marriage with Félix.

Sure, her husband would literally do anything for her if she simply asked, and he was always by her side to comfort her whenever she wanted or needed his support, and he took care of Dolores most of the time. But lately he started to spend more time with their daughter...

Pepa craved his attention, or just attention from a man in general.

But she'd find that attention when she bumped into Osvaldo when she was in town.

The two started to talk, and it was clear that an attraction started to form from both sides.

Soon, Pepa and Osvaldo talked more and more, the former even making excuses to get out of doing chores and spending time with family for it.

And before they both knew it, they started an emotional and physical affair (Bruno predicted this but Pepa yelled at him for this and called him a liar).

Strangely, Pepa didn't feel sorry or guilt, at least during the time of her affair. She finally found a man would gave her attention, and Félix still took care of her and Dolores.

The affair lasted 6 months, until Pepa discovered she was pregnant, and Félix clearly wasn't the father...

She decided to not tell Osvaldo, and ended the affair, choosing to pass the baby off as Félix's to avoid drama and conflict.

When hearing the news that his wife is pregnant, Félix was extremely happy, not knowing that the baby Pepa was carrying wasn't his...

8 months later, the baby was born. It was a boy Félix named Camilo.

The baby clearly looked more like Osvaldo, but Pepa could easily pass her son as her husband's.

Unfortunately for her, Casita decided to add Osvaldo to the family tree, and obviously showed Camilo being his son.

As quickly as she could, Pepa painted over Osvaldo's portrait, making sure to hide everything about her former affair.

For the next 5 years, Pepa successfully hid her major secret from everyone, and hid the fact Camilo was from another man and let Félix be his father.

Well, until Camilo's ceremony, where he didn't get a gift...

Both Pepa and Félix were confused, as well as angry that "their" son didn't get a gift.

It only got more confusing when Mirabel did get a gift a few months later, the gift to heal things with her sewing.

But the truth was that Casita knew that Camilo was illegitimate, and decided to not give him a gift as a punishment for Pepa...

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THE LUNACY OF DUKE VENOMANIA - K. TETTA

✦ synopsis ↷ The duke who sold his soul for his obsession

✦ pairing ↷ Yandere!Duke Venomania!Kisaki Tetta x Princess!fem!reader

✦ tws ↷ YANDERE, implied sex, strong stokholm syndrome (due to the potion), mention of cheating (kisaki has his own harem but he prefers yn), implied babytrapping, slutshaming, very implied sex scene between yn n kisaki n other women too, mention of past bullying and name-calling, infedelity themes

✦ note ↷ woah!!! first post of the october event!!! i love lunacy of duke venomania, it’s one of my favorite songs!!! and i think kisaki fits well with the whole story!! let’s see if someone can recognize a detail i took from the song ehehe

to better understand the fic, listen to the song!!

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Kisaki observes how the fire is slowly consuming a portrait of a young boy. The flames have almost burnt his face, but it can still be seen, a pair of light eyes and dark hair.

The man looks at the fire and grits his teeth, finally he is destroying every single trace of his past.

He is reborn thanks to the help of a strange woman, she claimed to be a witch and gifted him a purple potion, saying that it would help to become irresistible to everyone who looks at him. At first, Kisaki didn't believe her, thinking that the woman was just crazy, but then something happened. 

It was after a few days he drank the potion, he was walking in a nearby village, when he was approached by a young girl. Before he could tell her to leave him alone, he saw her eyes, and he was shocked. The woman's eyes were clouded with lust and pure obsession, then he remembered the witch's word, his eyes widen, and a smirk blossomed on his features. 

Kisaki was delighted, and he decided to use this new power to his advantage. He created his personal harem, filled with beautiful women, all purely and deeply in love with him, they were peasant and noble women, no one could resist his charm. 

He never showed preference, he always said that he loved all of them equally, but that was a big lie. Kisaki had his favorite girl, the jewel of his eyes, the only one capable of making his heart beat louder. 

Princess (l/n) (y/n), his former childhood companion. The most beautiful woman in all the kingdom, the same woman, Tetta harbored feelings since early childhood, was now in his arms and he would never let her go. 

He was too in love with her, and he will never free her, not now, not when she finally loved him like he always wished in all his life. 

He still remembers how brutally she treated him, the names she called him and the disgusted stares she threw him whenever he tried to play with her.

Now, instead, she is completely and mindlessly in love with him, her gaze always filled with pure affection towards him. His name, leaving her lips, sounds more like a song rather than an insult. 

She is his wife and personal whore, he is the only man who can touch her and make her feel good, that’s what he says to her daily, when he is balls-deep inside her cunt and touches her like no other man did. Her body is solely is to touch and mark. And the proof is the child in her womb, the fruit of your pure love.

“My love, what is tormenting your poor soul? What can I do, as your wife, to help you?” Your gentle and sweet voice, interrupts Tetta’s thoughts, as he turns around to embrace you.

Gently your hands stroke his naked back, while you hum a simple, childish melody, the one you have written for your future child. 

“Nothing, my sweet angel, I had a long day.” He murmurs, kissing your temple, and hides his face in your neck.  

Slowly you guide him towards the bed, making him sit, you next to him and take his hands, gently placing them over your belly, now bigger than the previous month.

Tetta gasps surprised when he hears a small kick against his palm, he looks at you, his eyes shining with excitement and joy. 

“He is fully of energy, my love. He isn’t giving you a hard time? I can bring you the best doctor in all the kingdom.” He murmurs worried, gently caressing your cheek.

You close your eyes and shake your head, nuzzling against his warm palm, Tetta’s overly-protective behavior makes your heart warm. Your husband is such a perfect man, he always makes sure you have the best. 

“You should lay, my love, I will be there in a while.” He whispers before kissing your forehead, and then he makes you lay on the bed.

Tetta can’t still believe how a simple potion could change his life, he gained everything he always wanted: power and women. 

He now had power on the people who bullied and mistreated him in his all life, he had all their wives, sisters, daughters ready to serve him and try to gain his love. Unfortunately for them, they can only dream of being his and just let him use their body to satisfy his lust. They all know, that someone has already a special place in his heart, no one can compete with the “special one”.

And he is happy like that, he has both women ready to spread their legs and sin with him, women whose name are just a soundless memory in his mind, and his precious wife, who he will spend the rest of his life with.

The main door of the mansion opens revealing a woman, maybe married or not, covered with a red coat, as she shyly walks towards him, still scared for the gravity of the sin she is going to commit.

Tetta smiles as he offers her a hand, which she accepts, now they’re so close that their lips can touch, and once again, Tetta won. Another prey has fallen into his trap.

“Come, shall we dance?”

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Writing prompt 11/03/2024: Sin of Greed

Michael is mean. That is all.

Prompt: Write a stream of consciousness for a character who is on their way to confront someone.

TWs: Implied infedelity, Implied toxic relationship (MC is toxic and possessive), mention of God punishing people, Implied violence, Implied murder.

Word count: 265

My darling. My beautiful Goddess. My summer sunset. My winter twilight. How your mistake will cost you dearly. The price of your action are increases with every second that passes by. The heat of my anger fries my brain the longer I sit and fester with your sins. Your disobedience against God will not go unpunished.

My shoes are so heavy, filled with the weight of my betrayal as I pace the floor. I understand I’m not a perfect specimen myself, although much better than the common plebian, but I would never subject the one I cherish most to the monster that you’ve hidden. How was he? Did he make you content? Why would you ever need anything more than what I give you? I gave you love, money, company, freedom, commitment. I never overstepped, never shied away or disrespected you. I kept you safe and sound within this house. You said you were lonely; I gave you actors and actresses to play with. You said you were sad; I gave you all the top comedians to make you smile. You said you felt trapped in the house, I gave you a bigger house with a bigger garden to walk through. You said you felt chained to me, I got rid of all your chain jewellery, and left for work earlier only to come home later as well. I gave you so so much, but your greed can’t be ignored. Once you walk through this door, I’ll show you. I’ll show you how much greed can give you but how much it takes in return.

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Tw :domestic violence and toxic foster parents and abuse and mentions of infedelity. And miscariages 

Name : mabel Pearl crowley

gender : female 

Sexuality : bisexual 

age : 23 (( in 1930)) 58 (( in 1963)) 

Apearence : slender 

height : 5 ft 3 

hair color : black 

eye color : green 

Skin color : pale

Bio

mabel pearl crowley  Was born on april 8th 1906 In kenton deleware. To charles crowley   ((1866 - 1908 ))a railroad worker and greta crowley  ( 1871 -1946 ) a home maker

she bad two older brothers peter((  july 7th 1896-august 8th 1916))  christopher (( born : april 7th 1903 l died march 6th 1966))

and a little brother named nicholas  ((( born :  november 8th 1908 died march 5th 1988)) 

somewhere in 1905 greta got pregnant with mabel after her birth on april 8th of 1906 mabels mother wanted another boy and she abandoned mabel at a orphanage 

 in 1911 mabel was taken in as a foster child at the age of 5  a couple named seth and frances rodgers who had a daughter named lily who was a baby at the time. They acted nice and loving when they saw mabel but when she went to live in their home they revealed their true motives they only fostered her for money and they treated mabel like a maid since they were incredibly lazy and selfish Her foster sister ivy grew up a spoiled and entitled brat, she would get mabel in trouble a lot. 

And if she made a mistakes like accidently dropping glasses or accidentlly cooking the wrong food for dinner they would punish her severley like beating her locking her in the basement and locking her outside in the cold.

In high school she met allison pendle who she would become longtime friends even when they worked in the same studio and became inseprable.

some say there was a little bit of a romance between the two.

in 1919 Only until they had a lot of money from fostering mabel the rodgers adopted mabel when she was 13

In 1920 

Four weeks after Mabels    14th birthday, her now adopted parents arranged for her to marry Richard holmes a wealthy young man Mabel flatly refused ph they  were furious with her rebellious behavior.

 in 1923 when she was 16 she started by cutting her hair short she would wear hair extentions to hide her bobbed hair 

she began to secretly wear flapper dresses and went to speakeasies and danced at dance competitions.

One day her adoptive parents sent her to bording school to get rid of her since their young daugher was getting married and believed  that mabel will try to steal her adoptive sisters fiance. Mabel didnt care she was glad to move out. 

The then 16 year old  mabel met  The then  18 year old Roy Frederick Davis (( 1903 -1949))

  She began dating Roy to get away from her abusive adoptive family.

He was very manipulitive and controlling.    In high school Mabel was bullied a lot by many of the kids for working at the school to pay her tuition.

In 1924 Roy proposed to Mabel she had to say yes because she worried that no one would be interested in her except for roy.

In 1924 Mabel at age 18 met Henry  stein who was 16 years old at the time the two became smitten with each other over time and momths , Mabel fell in love with Henry even though she was engaged to Roy and Henry was Roy's rival and she was 2years older than him. she waited until  henry turned 18 to date him since that would be considered romantic relations with a minor.

Roy forbade mabel from seeing or speaking to henry and her friends But mabel  rebeled.

Their marriage was not a happy one Roy was violent with Mabel  he would beat her every time she said no or made a mistake or stand up for herself. Roy would go to speakeasies and come home drunk and irritated and he would attack her in a drunken rage.  He was also cheating on her and on many occasions he wouldn't be home until very late if at all. 

Mabel didnt know he was cheating on her and he would gaslit her by saying she was " out of her mind " or " paranoid " it wasnt until in 1925 she found out.

  roy also had a gambling addiction and he would loose a lot of cash and come home angry. 

In 1925 Mabel became pregnant with twins but they ended up as a miscarriage 

Which Roy blamed Mabel for. in 1925  Mabel got pregnant with a baby girl but it ended up a miscarriage which Roy became enraged.

on october 11th  of 1928 mabel got pregnant with her and henry's first born child 

roy was out with his mistress olive.

henry was 19 and she was 22 

on july 16th 1929 mabel and henry's first born daughter audrey was born

In 1928

When Roy came home drunk and irritated  he demanded Mabel  to greet him,at this point Mabel snapped she screamed at him that he was drunk and that he needed to rest Roy laughed mockingly and he tried to kiss her but she slapped him across the face this enraged Roy he grabbed her by her neck and he began strangling her. Mabel  then kicked Roy In the crotch he let go of her and he fell to the ground. 

In 1929 after the stock market crash Roy got fired from his job as a factory worker and he came home from a speakeasy drunk and irritated at this point Mabel had had had enough of him.  She and Roy argued and it soon became physical and Roy grabbed Mabel by her hair and called Mabel a " stupid bitch of a wife!" and slapped her across the face before slamming her into a wall and then Mabel called Roy a."achoholic cheating gambling bastard"  to which he snapped. 

he began throwing glass plates at her and demanded that she clean it up at this point Mabel  snapped and screamed for him to pack his stuff and get out of her house to which he did and he stormed out of the house, with his things. 

In 1930 Mabel and Roy divorced. She was 24 years old at the time much to the frustration of her parents who tried to talk her out of divorcing roy since they were strongly against the idea of divorce.

That same year Mabel began working at Joey drew studios  As a screen writer.  Joey drew her boss was incredibly abusive towards her.  If Joey thinks that her work wasn't good enough or if she made a mistake he would slap her as hard as he could.  

In 1934 Henry and Mabel quit the studio so that Joey wouldn't hurt them again. 

Mabel started following her dreams of becoming a actress did shows on stage in local theaters and danced and did some films at a amature film studio with the help of allison pendle and her husband henry stein of course

On  october 11th 1932  Henry proposed to Mabel  with an emerald engagement ring 

and on April 24th 1933 Henry and Mabel got married and they had two more children a decade after audrey's birth.

she got in contact with her biological siblings after meeting them for the first time in years. In 1963 30 years later mabel returned to the studo with henry and the rest is history

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[easthavenconnections]

HARRISON LEE is looking for his EX-WIFE!

tw: gambling, infedelity

Character: Harrison Lee

Type of Connection: Ex-Wife

Connection Age: 35-56

FC Options: Drew Barrymore, Halle Berry, Sandra Bullock, UTP

Connection Description: Harrison married his second wife in his early 40's while he was living and working in Texas as a professional motorcycle racer. She is someone whom he met through a working relationship (his manager, PR rep, assistant, lawyer etc.) that turned into more. In 2013 Harrison took a bad spill during a race and had to take some time off to recovery. He developed a bad habit of betting on races during this time and lost a lot of money, which he kept from his wife. He also kept the fact that he found out he had a biological daughter from a one night stand from her. In 2021 they decided to move to Vermont where she was originally from to try and fix their marriage but it ultimately fell apart. Harrison lives in the home they bought together with his current fiance Nancy Thompson.

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[maybe-your-left]

what goes up must come down - chapter seven

Summary: “Who the fuck-”

“Surprise-Dude!”

“Mommy, why is Kylo naked?”

A link to my Mega Masterlist, Kylo Ren Masterlist, and my Random Ren Masterlist, and what goes up must come down Masterlist for all your stalking needs.

“Mommy,” Nyx parroted for the twelfth time in a row, “Are we there yet?”

“Jesus,” you rolled your eyes, not really looking as you merged on the packed New York highway. It was a mistake to drive to Manhattan, but flights were getting too expensive and you were just making a quick stop to see someone…

It was kind of a surprise…

On a drunken evening a few weeks ago, you and Kylo had facetimed, after sparsely texting since he left Montreal. He was drinking alone in his apartment in ‘celebration’ for some business deal he’s been working hard to close.

So, you called him and took shots over the phone even though you had to be awake the next morning with your child. But, it was wonderful, he was sweet and flirty and told you that he missed you.

But didn’t have time to fly out again, and then it turned out you had to come to Brooklyn for work. Giving you a reason to come down here with your daughter, to surprise him with a visit before dropping her off with Rose and Vic for a few days.

It wasn’t a great plan, you weren’t sure if he would be thrilled about it but he had never said no to the idea of you visiting… only fair since he saw where you lived. So, you strong-armed his secretary, Melanie, into giving you his address and pin code to access the penthouse.

Just a quick visit.

————

“Yes, Daddy! Fuck me with your huge c-“

“Nope,” Kylo grunted, stepping away from her in a disgusted huff. Running his non-sticky hand through his hair as he stormed to the bathroom, he couldn’t look at her. It was hard enough realizing he needed physical company, and even harder to settle for someone not you after you rebuffed his plan for another trip.

He leaned over his sink, palms flat on the black marble. A smear was left behind as he tried to take calming breaths, the door to his bathroom creaked open. Revealed Katie, the blonde girl from the coffee shop he had met months ago.

She was cute, flirted with him endlessly while she made his black coffee, and even kissed his mug which seemed unsanitary. But, he was desperate for human interaction after seeing you and Nyx at the falls and he thought it would make him feel better.

Well, this was the third time she’d been to his apartment since then and she was growing attached. And… kept calling him that.

Daddy.

“What’s wrong? I thought-“ she stared at him with sad eyes, completely naked save for her overdone eye makeup that he smeared.

Kylo said nothing, just began to wash his hands to get rid of any remnant of him touching her. It was tainting his skin the more he allowed it, a glance in the mirror made him cringe, she had sunk her artificial nails into his chest. Scratching the skin with marks from her overzealous declarations of love.

“Daddy, I,” she reached out to touch him.

“Stop fucking calling me that,” he snapped, hands slamming back down on the counter, “It’s disgusting.”

She stayed quiet, thank god, he pushed off and shouldered past her to his bedroom. Wrinkling his nose at the disarray of his sheets, pillows thrown around, her once tantalizing underwear strewn about.

Had he taken those off her? It’s almost like he blacked out once she came to his apartment, not even registering who she was, just desperate to claw for another human body. But there was evidence everywhere, from the glasses of wine that were smudged with lipstick to the Adidas bag in the corner…

“What's this?” he pointed at the bag, placed on the floor between the hallway and his bedroom. Innocently leaning on the wall, “Did you think you were spending the night?”

Katie came out of the bedroom, playing with the ends of her hair while she looked sheepishly at the floor. A nod, “I thought that-”

“You thought what?”

“Well-I’ve been here a few times…”

The doorbell rang, and Kylos head snapped to the left towards it. Followed by incessant knocking that shouldn’t be happening in the first place, his apartment was key-coded. No one but him and his ‘guests’ knew the combination to get out of the elevator.

He stormed over carelessly enough to not have the decency to pull-on pants, whoever was on the other side needed to see they were ruining his evening plans. Even though Katie ruined it already with that word…

“Who the fuck-”

“Surprise-Dude!”

“Mommy, why is Kylo naked?”

------

Okay, this is not at all how you envisioned tonight going.

In your mind, it played out like this… You and Nyx would knock on Kylos's door to be greeted by his grumpy fucking face. Fully clothed, and Nyx would jump in his arms, he would then usher you into his nice penthouse apartment. Maybe pour you a glass of wine, before insisting on you and her spending the night after a long day of driving.

You and he would sit with Nyx on the couch, cuddled into one another while she showed him her homework or something she drew just for him to hang up. Kylo would blush and thank her in his weird way, before helping you get her ready for bed.

Once the two of you said goodnight, you and he would be on each other like animals. Stripped bare, Kylo would kiss and bite every inch of your skin, until you were a trembling mess trying to not scream out and wake your daughter.

Then he would pin you to his king-size mattress, and make you beg for mercy while he hammered his cock into every single one of your holes.

But that isn’t how it was going… Instead, you were greeted by an angry Kylo.

Sans clothing, dick swinging free for any onlooker. Smeared with some girl's cum, who was now staring daggers at you while you sat at his kitchen island. Hugging Nyx to your side while you sipped on a glass of water.

The man himself emerged from his long, dark hallway with clothing on, finally. He set down a bag by the front door before turning to the three of you.

Kylo cleared his throat, “Um,” he briefly held eye contact with you before looking at the girl. “Katie, this is uh…”

You glared at him, turning towards her yourself since he was stuttering. “I’m Kylos...” you stalled too, looking down at your glass of water. Nyx shifted next to you, looking tired and confused about the whole situation.

Katie cleared her throat, “Well, I’m Katie, Kylos girlfriend.”

“No-no-no no-no,” he hurriedly shushed her, “No.” Kylo placed his hands on his hips, “That's never been discussed, and I think it’s time for you to leave…” You watched as he rushed to her, pushing her in a not so gentle way towards the front door while she whined.

Mumbling about her and him being together, which he continued shushing her. Taking out his wallet and speaking under his breath, “Here’s money for a cab, and given the conversation from earlier… I think it’s best if you delete my phone number.”

“But,” her voice quivered, while you fought back a smug grin by sipping your water.

“I’ll be blocking you after this, and letting the guards know you’re no longer welcome on the grounds. Good luck with school, it’s been…” Kylo glanced back at you, a small smirk on his own face before shaking her hand rather aggressively, “It’s been interesting.”

Kylo pushed her out his doorway without another thought, spinning on his heel and stopping at the sight of you and Nyx at his table.

You tapped your glass a few times, unsure of how the rest of the evening would go. “Look, I didn’t mean to ruin your evening…”

“You didn’t ruin anything.”

You shot him a look, not convinced, “I just wanted to stop by and say hi.”

“Why didn’t you call? I would’ve had food ready for you guys,” he walked over calmly, placing a palm on the counter before looking down at Nyx who was fighting hard to stay awake. “How long are you staying? We can have something sent up-or, I can take you guys to dinner?”

“Oh,” you shook your head, “No, Kylo, you don’t need to do that. We weren’t going to stay-“

He held a hand up, “That’s ridiculous, you drove all day. Of course, you’re staying, I can have one of the guest rooms made for Nyx. I’ll have them do that while we are out to eat,” Kylo paced away from you. Grabbing his phone from the kitchen and scrolling through his contacts. You got off your chair in a hurry, walking to him, “Kylo, it’s late, Nyx is tired and we have a hotel to check into.”

“Cancel it,” he shrugged, not looking up from his texting. Typing and typing away while you poked at his chest, there was no way. You just came to say hi. If it weren’t for his guest, you would’ve been more inclined to stay longer but…

“There, I got us a table, do you have a dress or something? Are your bags in the car? I’ll send for them, do you want to shower before changing?”

“Changing?” you stammered, watching Kylo round the table to pick up Nyx. Who gladly let him, slinging her arms around his neck and yawning. “Kylo, she’s so tired and she can’t sit in a restaurant that requires a dress code…”

“She’ll be good,” he blinked, angling his face down to look at Nyx, “Right? You’ll be a good girl at dinner? If you get sleepy, I can carry you, okay?”

“Okay,” Nyx sighed, “I’ll be good.”

You were led back to a guest bathroom where Kylo had your things brought up so you could get ready. Promising to take a shower quickly and then be ready to go out, you were a little nervous…

A lot nervous.

This was a date, a date you were going on with your daughter and baby daddy. In the visits you’d had with him in the past, you’d never gone out for food. This was the first time for the both of you that didn’t require you cooking or preparing something, you made quick work of getting Nyx cleaned and ready. She whined a small amount, she was more interested in eating than anything else. You brushed her long hair back into a ponytail, being sure to pull out little curls to frame her face.

Putting her in a cute black turtleneck and a plum dress with some warm leggings, it was cold out in Manhattan. You’d only packed boots for her, but she didn’t seem to care. She sat on the floor of the bathroom on your phone while you dressed.

Trying your best to look high class, you didn’t pack for a gourmet dinner. You packed for a conference, doing your hair as quickly as you could, you slipped on a turtleneck dress.

Just as you were inspecting yourself, Kylo burst through the door. Hair waved across his face, freshly shaven judging by the smell of his aftershave, and in a black suit. He cringed at your choice, “What is that? You look like a sock puppet.”

“This is the nicest thing I brought!”

His nose wrinkled in disgust, glancing down at Nyx for a brief moment. “Her, I can excuse because she’s five, but this isn’t going to cut it. Come with me,” he rushed out of the bathroom.

Grabbing Nyx quickly before he disappeared forever in his dark hallways, Kylo led you to his closet. Humming to himself as he grabbed boxes from the top shelf.

“What are you now,” he glanced at your figure, “A seven?”

“Seven?”

“Well, I know you’re not a double zero,” he snorted, snatching down a black department store box. Opening the lid and ripping through the tissue, “This is fine.”

You barely caught the box, eying him suspiciously. “Do you just have an entire shelf dedicated to women’s clothing?”

Kylo fixed his collar, clearing his throat, “Actually, yes. When I used to entertain guests, I would give them a thank you for their services. It was easier to just have them in bulk than buying new things each time.”

“Guests?” you stretched the word, amused by his flushed cheeks.

“Yes, guests, now get changed, I don't want to be late.”

———

Kylo sat in the living room waiting, glancing at his watch. The dress he grabbed wasn’t complicated, but it was probably the most expensive one he had purchased years ago. Never having someone worth gifting it to, it was perfect for you.

Along with the earrings he grabbed from another bag, he even helped you change Nyx's since he had a pair of silver-studded stars that would be beautiful for her.

He had accepted that he was ready to spoil Nyx, even if she didn’t understand why he spent the money on her. She was going to receive whatever she wanted from her dad, no questions asked.

Kylo looked down the hallway at the sound of heels on the hardwood. Getting off the couch and grabbing Nyx's hand, tugging her gently since she was sleepy. Blinking hard and yawning, barely making a fuss about moving around and changing. It was better than a meltdown, but he was counting on that happening later.

Hopefully, not at the restaurant.

You emerged from the darkness, clasping the earrings before stopping in front of him. A coat and purse on your arm before you spun, Kylo was stunned. You looked… enchanting.

All wrapped up in a tight black dress, a split showing off your smooth, muscular legs. The heels were shining and polished, even the top was perfect. Snug over your cleavage, he could stare at it for days.

“Ahem,” you smirked, “My eyes are up here.”

Kylo blinked, “You look beautiful.”

You both froze at the compliment, he hadn’t meant to let that slip out. But the color that flooded your cheeks was enough to make it worth it, and the soft thank you before you moved to put on your coat.

He stopped you, “What is that?”

You were pulling on a godawful winter coat, puffy and red. There was no way, Kylo snatched it from you, despite your whines, “Wait no that’s mine!”

“You aren’t wearing this garbage over that dress,” he threw it on the table before emerging with a sashed black trench coat. “We aren’t going on a hike, we are going to dinner,” he tied it tightly around your waist.

“That was Columbia,” you mumbled, fighting with the buttons before Kylo smacked your hand away.

You nodded towards your baby, “What about Nyx?”

You and Kylo both looked down at her, curled into a pillow playing on your phone. Shrugging, “I doubt you have a children’s department store shelf?”

“No, but I’ll buy her one tomorrow. Let’s go, we will be late.”

“She doesn’t need a new one,” you stomped your foot, trailing after him as he shrugged on his own matching black coat and picked Nyx back up like she was a doll.

He grabbed your wrist, tugging you out the front door and soon you were shut in the elevator. Listening to the singing floors whizzing past you to the ground.

Following after him with your arms crossed in a huff, to a black Porsche that wasn’t at all kid-proofed. “Kylo,” you mused, smirking a little as he whipped open the side door and started moving the chair forward.

“Mhm?”

You looked between him and Nyx, “She’s five, Kylo. She still has to sit in a car seat.”

He snorted, pushing Nyx in any way while you closed in. Ready to snatch her out of there and move to your much safer car-

“Hey! Did you have someone steal that from me?” You pointed to the lavender and black seat that Nyx was strapped into before Kylo moved your seat back. Leaving her in the center to stare at the two of you.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he motioned for you to sit, “Do I need to buckle you in too?”

————

Porsche = Sports Car.

Sports Cars are supposed to be driven fast. With little to no regard for the rules and regulations of the road, especially in downtown Manhattan.

Bob and weave down the road with no signals, feel the wind in your face, and ruin whoever’s hair you’re with. The pure freedom it gives the driver, that’s why people own them!

But after a lecture when running a red light at a busy intersection, with a chorus of tears from Nyx before promptly passing out in her car seat. Kylo was resigned to driving the speed limit.

Who knew this car had a blinker?

“Watch out for people,” she mumbled, looking around like a deer on a busy highway at another stop. The streets were bustling with other people out for dinner and drinks, maybe he could coax her into having a glass of wine at dinner.

He hadn’t seen her drink since Niagara, and it never was at the table. Only when Nyx was away, but he wanted her to relax. Slipping his right palm to smooth over the skin of her exposed thigh, squeezing a few times before moving back to shift.

“It’s fine,” he bit his tongue, almost blurting out a nickname he hadn’t used in years. “Valet parking is just up here and then we will go inside.”

“These restaurants are really fancy,” she looked back at Nyx, Kylo glanced back too.

Her baby fat cheeks were still glimmering with tears from his stellar driving earlier, making his chest hurt. He had to fight off the urge to pull over and drag her into his chest, telling her he didn’t mean to, he just forgot.

“She’ll be fine,” he assured, pulling up to the valet stand outside their designation.

She swallowed loudly, unbuckling as he shifted into gear. Kylo moved without thinking, gripping her chin in his thumb and forefinger. Bringing her lips close enough to touch his own before whispering.

“Everything will be fine, we will have a nice dinner and then go put her to bed.”

She blinked slowly, trying to tug away but his grip wouldn’t let her. “Stop, you’re gonna ruin my makeup-“

He smirked a little, words tumbling out, “You don’t need it anyway, I told you that you looked beautiful.”

“Oh.”

Kylo brought her face closer, pressing his lips to her left cheek. Repeating it over her nose and to the right apple before pulling away, noticing a glassy haze over her eyes as he let go.

“Get her while I get the car checked in.”

———

You were embarrassed, to say the least.

Thinking he would kiss you when he hadn’t time and time again.

You thought it would happen when he visited you weeks ago, during your passionate reconnection. Or even in the few short glances that felt like you were the center of his world, but he always shook himself out of it. Or there was even a possibility of a stolen steamy kiss during your first encounter together, god knows the tension was ripe for the picking.

So when he pulled away after kissing so delicately to the tip of your nose, you felt like a fool.

A fool in l-

“Nope,” you muttered to yourself, tugging Nyx's hand as you stood next to Kylo at the front doors of the restaurant. Too fancy for a child to be there, but he insisted it would be fine.

He knew the owner, apparently.

After chatting with the hostess in his smooth and ever charming voice, you sensed he’d dropped it an octave to glaze over the fact he brought a child with him. Kylo extended his elbow, looking down at your hand and his arm.

“I’m fine,” you whispered, squeezing Nyxs in your left and moving to follow the host.

But Kylo caught you, snatching your upper arm and threading it through his much larger one. Holding onto your hand like it would slip away at any moment. His voice caught you by surprise in your ear, “Do you want me to carry her?”

You shook your head, “No, she will be fine. Maybe after dinner.”

The host led you to a secluded enough table, by a waterfall someone thought was genius enough to add to a luxury restaurant. Dimmed lights and smooth jazz playing over the murmuring of other guests.

While you walked you saw the level of celebrity there, making you feel even more out of place…

You could’ve sworn you saw Channing Tatum even!

Kylo pulled out yours and Nyx's chairs, grabbing coats and handing them to the hostess to be checked in. He motioned for your purse, and you quickly snatched out your phone.

“For her,” you looked guilty, the host even rolled her eyes. But Kylo allowed you to keep it, even though it was frowned upon.

“Okay baby,” you set Nyx between the two of you, which Kylo grumbled about. “Do you want some water? Or food?”

You glanced at the menu, eyes popping out at the names of the items. All in french!

“Kylo!” you hissed, “She can’t eat any of this! I can't even read it?”

He chuckled, motioning a waiter to the table before ordering and ignoring you, “We will have a bottle of Louis Latour Montrachet Grand Cru, along with the Tartare de boeuf, and Thon à la portugaise.”

“Very good, sir.”

Kylo closed the menu, meeting your confused gaze. A waved hand to brush you off, “I got the filet and some tuna, easiest things for her to snack on. There are even raisins.”

“I don’t like raisins, Kylo…” Nyx's voice whined louder than you wanted hers too.

He smirked a bit, reaching to pinch her cheek. “Be quiet, you’ll like them. Now, be a good girl and play on your mom's phone.”

“Okay, daddy.”

It just fell out of her mouth, you and Kylo both froze, waiting to see if she would say anything else. But she just moved along, like she didn’t say something to move both you and Kylo to tears.

You were trembling, ready to break down, “Kylo?”

He couldn’t look at you, still staring at Nyx with his hand in midair from her cheek. Her little fingers playing on the screen, you cleared your throat again.

“Ky-“

“Your wine sir,” the waiter appeared out of thin air, a second in tow with plates of mouth-watering food. He presented it to Kylo, he barely pulled away from Nyx to glance at the label.

Voice heartachingly small, “That’s fine.”

Popping loudly, pouring into two twin glasses. He smiled at you, “Your wine, miss.”

“Thank you.”

You sipped slowly, the wine was good. Buttery and a little sweet, mixing well with the foods he ordered. You took each small portion and cut it up so Nyx wouldn’t recognize it as something she didn’t like. You couldn't risk another d-word to fall from her mouth.

She chewed slowly, multiple times you had to ask her to be a lady and close her mouth. Which Kylo echoed when she almost spilled some on her dress, he skillfully caught it with a napkin when she spits out a raisin.

You were feeling relaxed the longer you were there, the wine was working. Making you forget your worries and just focus on Kylo and Nyx.

How it should’ve been from the beginning.

“I have to use the restroom,” you whispered.

Standing swiftly before he could protest, Kylo just nodded. You kissed Nyx on the top of the head, whispering for her to be good before stepping away.

Your heels clicked over the sounds of other couples enjoying their time together. Not at all having a crisis of morals and stubborn old grudges, what was wrong with you?

Why couldn’t you forgive him for all those years ago?

Why was the wound still raw?

Was seeing him with another woman bringing it all back? You both never spoke about being exclusive, it was really just sex… No reason to establish a relationship if you weren’t able to reconcile.

Or even kiss one another…

“Are you here with Kylo Ren?”

You turned towards the voice, light and airy, zeroing in on a small blonde woman seated at the bar. Drinking a martini in slow sips while eyeing you.

“Are you talking to me?” you pointed at your chest.

She cocked a brow, moving from her seat, “Yes, who else would I be? Are you here with Kylo Ren?”

You nodded slowly, who was this chick? Staring out at the table, you looked along with her. Seeing Kylo spoon feed Nyx some of his food, smiling and chuckling while he did.

“Yeah, I am, he's…” you paused, “An old friend.”

“Kylo doesn’t give designer dresses to old friends,” she squinted.

That sent your blood skyrocketing, how would she know? Was she one of his old flames? Maybe, she looked young, and mean. Just his type, “Who are you?”

She grinned, sipping more from her drink and moving closer.

“I was his favorite sugar baby,” she side-eyed the table before drinking, “For a long time.”

“Sugar baby, huh?” you clicked your tongue, ready to leave the conversation. She just kept eying you like competition, when you had a literal child with him.

Even though you would've guessed that was his choice of company, it still hurt to hear the confirmation.

“I see he’s into older women again,” she cocked a brow, “He’s really settled.”

“Look, lady-“

“What’s going on over here,” Kylos's voice boomed over the roar in your ears, “I thought you were going to the bathroom?”

His brows raised, looking at you confused, holding Nyx on his hip like a good husband and father. She had her arms slung over his neck, nuzzling into his warm skin.

“Hello, Kylo,” your rude guest cooed, scooting in uncomfortably close. Kylos's eyes snapped towards her, instantly souring his look to one of pure disgust and panic.

“Kaydel.”

“Yes,” she sang, “God you look so handsome tonight, I haven’t seen you in so long…”

You cleared your throat, Kylo immediately coming to your side. He leaned towards you, “How long has she kept you trapped?”

“Too long,” your voice was clipped, glaring at her as she swooned over your man.

“I was just saying hello, Kylo, nothing wrong with that.”

“What’s wrong is you’re here in the same restaurant as me and I believe you are court-ordered to be 100 feet away.”

She shrunk away at that, draining her martini before setting it on the counter. “Well, you weren’t over here until now. Plus, I’m not doing anything to hurt you.”

You moved towards Nyx, no longer jealous but afraid of this woman. She didn’t need to be near your daughter if Kylo had a restraining order against her. She spied your reaching hands, seeming to just register there was a child.

“Who’s this?”

Kylo hiked her in his arms, almost leaning her away from Kaydel in the process before snatching your hand to pull you closer. He looked down at you with concern, lacing his brow, “Are you alright, Angel?”

You shook your head, “It’s fine-can we go? She’s so tired and I’m tired.”

“Kylooo,” Kaydel sang again, “Aren’t you going to introduce me?”

She held out her hand for you to shake like she was a duchess with her duke. You blinked a few times, just wanting to go the fuck home.

Kylos voice was strong and firm, holding Nyxs sleeping head away from Kaydel's gaze with his palm.

“If you must know, this is my daughter and her mother. And we will be leaving since they seem to let any manner of filth in this establishment.”

He grabbed your hand, yanking you away from the scene. Shoving the coat tickets into the hostess's hand, signing a check for the uneaten dinner. You helped him keep Nyx calm while you wrangled her little arms into the sleeves

Picking her up and holding her tight while she drifted off to sleep once more.

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[wrixthesley]

cw: face fucking, cheating, dacryphilia, spit, sry shoto, scummy natsuo, mentions of taking a picture/blackmail but he doesn’t actually do it

Natsuo isn’t like Shoto, he isn’t gentle and sweet. He doesn’t whisper praises in your ear and promises of forever and a comfortable life. He doesn’t make sure there’s soft bedding under you and his touches aren’t gentle and kind.

Natsuo is full of pent up anger, unforgiving words and harsh truth spat out at you while he’s in between your legs.

He’s a painful reminder of your sin.

How even when you’re sitting next to Shoto you let him run his thick fingers along your thighs until he reaches your clothed cunt and presses right against your clit making you squeal before his entire family is staring at you.

You flustered and Shoto is worried about you, offering you water and anything else his sweet little wife needs. Meanwhile Natsuo snickers, tells you that you’re so jumpy, he doesn’t understand why.

“Natsu, don’t be rude.” Fuyumi is always quick to scold him and he wonders whether or not she would scold you if she knew how you practically plead for him to help you finish when Shoto isn’t around.

“Sorry.” He mumbles, you know it’s half assed and you know why he’s being mean, the harsh treatment should make you want to leave him alone but it does the opposite. Harsh gray eyes make your thoughts hazy and your cunt clench around nothing. Shoto deserves better, deserves someone who doesn’t cry out for his big brother’s cock and someone who reciprocates all of the genuine love that he shows you.

He deserves better than you waiting on your knees for his big brother, mouth open with Natsuo’s cock resting on your tongue.

“Look at you,” he coos, “wonder what Shoto would say if he saw you like this.”

You’re looking up at him and the words he says should make you feel guilty but they fly south, adding to your arousal.

You lean forward on your knees to take more of him. “Does he know how much of a whore you are?” He thrusts forward, his hand tangling in your hair causing your scalp to burn. His cock is buried in your throat, he lets out a breathy laugh. He thinks you’re beautiful this way, face pressed right against coarse white hair at the base of his cock and nails digging into his taut thigh.

He pulls you off of him, scalp stinging from his hold and tears pricking at your eyes.

“Do it again.” Natsuo’s voice is low, not giving you a choice when he forces your mouth on his dick again. He keeps this angle, groaning louder than he has before, he loves the saliva trailing down your chin and the trails of tears down your face. He can’t stop himself from fucking your face, your gags around his cock spurring him on, the feeling of your hot little mouth and throat constricting around his length makes his stomach flip.

“Shit—shoto ever fuck your mouth like this?”

Your eyes roll back, pussy fluttering around nothing at how big and intimidating Natsuo looks, how his stance is enough to set your skin on fire and leave you aching for his touch. “Such a good little slut.” Natsuo pulls you off his cock, keeping you in place as he watches in awe of your tear stained cheeks and puffy lips. His free hand now fisting his cock, the memories of your gags and whines replay in his head. It’s enough to have him spilling his seed all over your tongue and face, he wants to take a picture. He wants something to hold over your head for when you misbehave.

Meanwhile Shoto can hear you both outside the door, he knows he should be angry, knows that he should walk in and tear you apart. He can't, not when he wants a taste of what you’ve been giving Natsuo.

[tangodancer1x1]

Normally, Adira Selwyn Burke wouldn’t be caught dead drinking more than a sip of wine in public, but as she downed her fourth glass of the night, she found that she didn’t care. It wasn’t like her husband wasn’t tarnishing her reputation on his own; what good was it to keep up the act now? The gossip column of Witch Weekly was already buzzing about it. Adrien Burke seen parading about with mystery woman! Petite blonde’s name unknown, but what about his wife? She sighed, a deep sound, staring at the rim of her glass as she waited the barstaff to notice her. It wasn’t a very upscale bar, and the added anonymity of not being around other rich people comforted her. Just some small, hole in the wall location she found after visiting her husband at work two years ago. If people were going to look down on her and pity her for her husband’s actions, it wouldn’t be here.

She really should’ve seen this coming. Adrien had never cared for her, never attempted to form a partnership with her. She just looked pretty in photos next to him and had the proper family standing. He rarely came to bed with her, rarely left the house with her unless it was for events. She’d noticed him dancing with a blonde woman, one she didn’t quite recognize at first glance, and she’d let it pass the first time. And the second time. But it became clear to her as he came home later and later that he’d found his own amusement outside of the home, leaving her to deal with herself. She’d given him everything, and all she had to show for it was the embarrassment that she couldn’t keep him faithful.

The bartender took her glass away, and she quietly asked for another one when she felt a rush of cold air. She turned, more out of boredom than anything, to admire the people who’d walked in... and then she froze. A familiar face stuck out in the crowd, one that left her stomach churning with nerves. “Stefan,” she greeted, her voice low and her expression a little solemn. “You’re a sight for sore eyes.”

a starter for @lockwords​ ( adira & stefan )

[swingstaticandmurder]

🗝 childhood

For the first time in a very long time the demon's smile slipped. Fading into a faint scowl, teeth gritting for a brief moment.

Memories and sounds crashed through his mind each one setting more and more of his skin to crawl. "My father didn't like the fact that I existed." He began plainly.

"I was the product of a drunken fling, my mother confronted him with it a few months into her pregnancy and she agreed she would keep quiet about my existance in exchange for room and board for us both. What was that family's excuse again? She was a...live in maid? Nanny? Something of the sort. I can't even remember my father getting my name right once."

He stopped short, his last statement more bitter sounding than he wanted to admit. Clearing his throat and continuing as shortly as he could.

"Long story short...he liked hitting things. Breaking bones. Strangling people...my mother didn't come back to our room one night and I just knew...it took him a couple of days to turn that frustration to me. I grew tired of it after some years and stabbed him a few times in his sleep. Cut out his tongue. Cooked it for a late night snack...I left that morning before his wife could pin anything on me and was on my own from there out. How is that for a childhood, hm?"

[ficmesideways]

Request for Anonymous Gif Source: Goat (Unknown) / Kiss

Imagine you're a new recruit and Goat takes you under his  wing, showing you the ropes on working with everyone. He firmly tells you to stay away from Portman but Portman has this charm to him and you disobey his orders. After a while you and Portman start secretly dating but it was short lived because he cheats; and when Goat finds you crying he confesses his feelings for you. You tell him he should have started with that before this mess with Portman

------- Imagine -------

You hated to cry, you guess everyone did, but you really hated it. Your face got red and splotchy, your nose ran, and the tears tracked down your face faster than you could stop them. You always felt weak and ugly when you were like this, so of course that's how Goat found you. His arm touches your shoulder startling you from the bench in the locker room you had taken solace in. You jump and turn to face him fists balled only to drop them when you see your mentors face, his hands raised in surrender. "I didn't mean to startle you but when I heard....about what happened I wanted to make sure you..."

"Make sure I didn't fuck up again." You stated angrily wiping your eyes and turning away from Goat. You had been warned about dating Portman, been told by several people especially Goat to avoid the man, but you had ignored all of them. When he cheated you had ended it loudly, angrily, but afterwards you had retreated here to be alone in your sorrow; only to come face to face with the man who had told you no from the beginning.

"No, I wanted to make sure you were alright." He didn't say more as you as you continued to stare at the lockers in front of you. That was always Goat's way. Quiet, stoic, and calm even under the heaviest of fire. He would wait until you were ready to talk, or at least that's what would normally happen. Instead you felt and hear him move from the entrance further into the locker room, until he was standing closely behind you his war breath hitting the back of you neck. When he spoke, it was just barely over a whisper, each word letting warm air glide over your back as he said, "I didn't just warn you away from Portman because of the type of man he is, I warned you away because of the type of man I am. The type of man who couldn't bare to see you with anyone else."

You felt his lips on you then, just a soft touch at your shoulder but even that had your knees aching to give and your breath catching as you turned to face him. "You know you could have saved us both a lot of time and heartache if you had just started with that." You said. A small smile came to your lips however as you finally wiped your eyes and looked at him fully. "Why...why don't we go somewhere, and talk?" He nodded then and let you lead the way as you both finally left the room.