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dekus-fellow-crybaby · 1 month

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Bibliophile Brew Vol. II

Summary: When managing your parent's book cafe while they're away, you meet Wonder Duo Dynamight and Deku.

Warnings: SFW. No smut yet but suggestive so Minors DNI. Fluff, aged-up characters, educational polyamory discussion for clueless/inexperienced reader (I think those discussions are important and wanted to include it), language. Lmk if I forgot anything!

This one is a little shorter, but I felt like I made y'all wait long enough for another part and just wanted to get something out there. And there is still more to come! But lmk what you think!

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You don't know if you've ever been more nervous than you are right now. You constantly question whether you picked the perfect dress to come off as elegant, the right heels that wouldn't cause you to trip over yourself from the height, or the best lipstick shade to bring out your smile. Your hands shook as you smoothed your hair down, letting out a brisk sigh while staring out the window of the sleek black car that Bakugo sent to pick you up.

When the car rolls to a stop in front of Nonpareil, the elite restaurant catering exclusively to pro-heroes as a sanctuary from paparazzi and fans—a haven established by Midnight as a side business venture—you see your date for the evening waiting for you at the entrance. The blonde stands in a black suit, the black button-up under his jacket is halfway unbuttoned, showing off the star-like scar on his chest. You truly didn't feel worthy of the sight, and all the nerves came flooding back to you.

You feel like you had earlier in the evening, scrambling to make all the right decisions as you had a mini panic attack with Sukki on the phone. You felt like a mess then, and you feel the same way now on the inside. The door opens and a quirk-heated hand is offered to you, vermillion irises staring down at you appreciatively. You place your shaky hand in his sturdy grasp. And suddenly, those nerves dissipate at the sight of the upward corner of his lips, your date caught with a rare smile as his eyes take you in appreciatively.

“So much better than that cafe apron,” he murmurs, and you flush at the tone, looking down at the dress you picked out. And you have to admit that he's right. You do look good. Not that you need his approval, but having this Adonis of a man view you so preciously gives you that inkling of confidence that you need to gracefully slip out of the car, your fingers curling around his. At your full height, you still have to crane your neck to look him dead in the eye. The height difference sends the butterflies in your stomach to flutter, but the way a thick finger comes up to gently brush an eyelash from your cheek is what morphs those butterflies into birds beating against your rib cage. How can such a simple action turn your insides into a chaotic birdcage?

After a few moments of appreciating the shade of each other's eyes, you eventually break apart. He takes your hand and delicately tucks it in the crook of his elbow, leading you into the prestigious restaurant.

That's when your nerves come back, though. You've never seen so many pros in one place, and the sheer power of the beefy bodies buzzing around the room was overwhelming. You wouldn't call yourself a fangirl by any means—you didn't even recognize the number one and two heroes at first—but you could match faces to names mostly. However, you didn't need to know who these heroes were to know their importance and ability to snap you in half if they so choose to. Dynamight could snap you in half if he so chooses to...It makes you feel small, but you can't seem to decide whether that is such a bad thing or not...at least not in Bakugo's presence. At least not with the way his big hand settles on the small of your back, a protective weight to guide you through the unfamiliar setting. You can’t say you dislike that at all.

The further you two walk into the establishment, the more you notice how the crowding of people starts to dwindle. You’re ushered to a set of stairs, leading you to a floor above the bustling and chaotic atmosphere of the bar area. Instead, you’re both in an area that seems designed just for dimly lit booths set with elegant tables and meals. Was that Kmaui Woods? And Mirko? Oh shit, that was definitely heroes number three and fifteen Frostburn and Creati on a double date with rescue hero Uraviti and speed hero Ingenium! Looking around you realize that this floor seems only designated for the top thirty with a particular area on a slightly raised platform in the middle just for the top ten pro-heroes of Japan. Yeah, your nerves are shot at the moment.

Looking at Katsuki, he seems to notice the sudden recognition in your eyes at the setup. His smirk is on full display while continuing to lead you to the center of the room, the tables meant for number one and number two. When you finally manage to reign in your shock and anxiety a bit and pull your eyes away from the blonde hunk of a man escorting you, your eyes land on a certain head of emerald curls sitting at the very table you’re being led to. Izuku sits in the middle of the booth, the dim light of the table lamp glinting in the reflection of the flute brought to his lips. However, to you, the way his eyes flash the same soft light is far more distracting than the glare from the glass. He stares right at you, deeply into your soul before his gaze roams down your figure, and when he pulls his drink away you can see the appreciative smile on his lips. This seemed to be a far cry from the boyishly charming man who came into your cafe the other day. This man seemed incapable of shying away from whatever he wanted. And the way his eyes trailed your every movement screamed that he found exactly what he was craving.

You stop dead in your tracks when feeling the flush crawling up your neck and cheeks. You look up at Katsuki with an air of confusion.

“What’s going on?” Even your voice sounds so small to you while you look up at the behemoth blonde before you. You can’t keep your teeth from worrying at your lip, fearing you’d done something wrong by agreeing to both of their date propositions.

This was already an issue that you had struggled with accepting until Sukki finally talked you down from that ledge. No, you weren’t a bad person for accepting both dates. You aren’t committed to either, you shouldn’t feel bad for dating around. But you were also worried because these weren’t just two guys. These men were Japan’s saviors and protectors. They were best friends and men that anyone would kill to get close to. And you were asked out by both. You had to keep reminding yourself that you weren’t playing them; they both asked you out of their own accord and you never pushed for either of them to do that. But then again, these were Japan’s saviors and protectors. Maybe they were the ones playing you. And even if they weren’t, you’d eventually have to break things off with one of them. You can’t date both of the top heroes, right?

“We’re having a date,” Katsuki said obviously. He nods his head to Izuku who stands and greets you both when you reach the table. You stand between them both, dwarfed by the two well-dressed giant heroes, your head shifting back and forth to each of them.

"Umm..." You take a step back, looking at both of the men in front of you, taking a moment to study them, trying your best to figure out what is going through the two pros' heads. "I'm sorry."

Izuku's brow furrows as he looks at you. "Sorry? For what?"

"I-I should've been honest about accepting both of your date invites..." you start, your fingers fidgeting with one another as you watch your feet, face burning in shame. "But...is this necessary? Or just a joke? I-I don't really—"

"No!" Eyes around the room turn to the three of you at the loud panic in Izuku’s voice. You tense up and awkwardly look at the surrounding pros watching you while you send stiff waves and strained, close-lipped smiles—a truly poor attempt to ease your own social anxiety. Izuku clears his throat a bit, straightens his dark sage suit jacket, and smiles sheepishly, scratching at his cheek anxiously. "Uh, sorry, I meant to say, no, that's not what this is." His hands wave frantically as he speaks. "Can-can we just have a seat?" He motions toward the booth as the rest of the room dissolves back into their previous conversations. You nod hesitantly and slide into the semicircle booth, a blonde flanking your left and a greenette to your right, effectively trapping you between the two hard bodies.

"Please relax," Izuku begs softly. "There is nothing to be sorry for, and we didn't invite you here for anything other than your company."

"Then—"

"It's a date still," Katsuki answers your unasked question.

"With both of you?" Your voice sounds soft and unsure, uncertain that this is really happening. They share a look over your head as you look to them for answers. Izuku offers you a soft smile.

"How about we get some food and then we can continue to talk about this over dinner, yeah?" As if in sync, Katsuki hands you an opened menu the moment the last syllable leaves Izuku's lips.

"The spicy curry is good here if you're into heat," Katsuki offers while looking at his own menu.

"I like the katsudon," Izuku mentions. "What looks good to you?"

"Umm..." your eyes scan the dishes quickly. "The sukiyaki sounds good..."

"Sukiyaki it is then, yeah?" Katsuki promptly says, smiling softly. Looking at his gentle expression, you think that his ability to code-switch so suddenly from coarse to tender never ceases to give you a bit of whiplash.

Katsuki gives everyone's orders and menus to the young waiter who had appeared practically out of thin air before turning back to you. His arm comes up to rest against the back of the booth behind your head and his body angles in towards you. By the sound of shifting on your other side, you can tell that Izuku did the same.

"Umm, so...can someone please tell me what's going on?" you ask meekly.

The boys share another silent conversation with their eyes over your head. It seems to be heated according to how Midoriya fidgets and Bakugo's brow furrows expectantly.

"Start, nerd," Bakugo snaps at Midoriya to cease the incessant silence permeating the space between the three of you. Your shoulders jump slightly at the suddenness of his deep, gruff voice. Your head turns to Izuku, eyes shining in expectancy. He clears his throat.

"Right, umm, where to start?" He mutters to himself, bringing a scarred thumb to press into his bottom lip. "Well, first of all, we're dating." Maybe not the best place to start. Your mouth drops open, your head snapping between the two of them in quick succession. "Oh, shit, wait. Backtrack! Umm, we really like you."

"Fuck, nerd," Katsuki groans, pinching the bridge of his nose between his fingers and sinking lower into his seat.

"Uh, I-I think I'm even more confused..."

"We're dating, we like you, we're bi and poly, and wanna date you," Katsuki grunts out. "There. Pretty fucking simple. How the fuck did you fuck it up so badly, Deku?"

"I was going for a more romantic approach, Kacchan," Izuku pouts. You simply freeze, your mind struggling to catch up to what is being said to you.

"Oh." It's the only thing that manages to escape your tight throat, and the simplicity sets both of the men on edge.

"Is...That's all ya got to say?" The blonde grumbles, but you can hear something underneath the edge of his tone, something more vulnerable than you were prepared for.

"Kacchan, be patient," his green-haired counterpart scolds. "That was a lot of information to just bombard her with. Give her time to process."

"You...both like me?" The men in front of you share a soft look, a silent conversation before nodding their joint affirmation. "You're dating each other, and you both also want to date me?" Again, they nod. You bite your lip for a moment in thought before continuing. "How—I've just never...dated this way before. I mean, I don't have a ton of experience in general so...what would the three of us dating look like?"

You watch Izuku's eyes soften on you. "Well," he begins, scootching closer to your side, his large frame dwarfing you further as his thick arm comes up on the back of the booth. It's a quality of his that you hadn't noticed before, but with his impressively imposing body pressed so close into yours now, you couldn't ignore it now. "It's just like normal dating, just with more people than the majority of relationships have."

"And more communication," Katsuki reminds, knowing this to be a particular relationship quality that he constantly needs to be aware of, especially when it comes to something as delicate as introducing a new member into the relationship that has been shaping for twenty years. Izuku nods in agreement.

"And there's just no jealousy or anything?"

Katsuki smirks at that. "I don't know. Let's see." The tips of calloused fingertips kiss the smooth skin of your upper thigh, dancing gently along the hem of your dress. Your breath picks up at the tickle of his touch, your blood rushing in your ears to the point that you nearly miss the words tumbling from his lips. "Deku, this make you jealous?" You feel his lips brushing against the skin behind your ear, hovering ever so slightly as they graze downward on the side of your neck. You wonder if those sinful lips can feel your pulse in their proximity.

Izuku's lips turn up in a grin that rivals Katsuki's own mischievous smile. "Not at all. What about this?" Your chin is pinched between a crooked thumb and index, your head being tilted towards those dangerous emerald eyes and plump lips that brush against your own teasingly. The deep scarlet of the tiny lamp in the middle of the dinner table is no competition for the glowing blush on your cheeks.

"Nah," the blonde on your other side chuckles, his fingers unconsciously kneading the fat of your thigh. "Fuck, yeah, nah, no jealousy here. That's fucking hot. Do it again." The greenette's breath tickles your skin as he snickers, though you're not sure how he could be laughing in this moment while you were fearing cardiac arrest because of their slightest touches. Your heart was overreacting to the gentlest of skin-on-skin contact and you have no idea how you're meant to survive these two masses of muscle if this is how you react to their powers of seduction. "What about you, huh? Whatchu think about this, honey?" An arm reaches around you to grip at the jade curls at the nape of Izuku's neck, redirecting his lips to another pair that move against his right in front of your face. You're instantly mesmerized by way they react to one another, the motions practiced, perfectly in sync in a way that only comes from pure trust and love.

And they did love each other and trust each other wholly. You suddenly realize the depth of what they were asking of you, what they were inviting you into. And there isn't a hint of jealously as you witness their heavy kiss, the rest of the restaurant fading away with the show. Yeah, your poor heart won't be able to survive this relationship, but you're willing to risk a heart attack.

They part ways only for viridian and vermillion to look at you expectantly.

"Can we go back to your place now?"

#18+ only #minors dni #bakudeku x reader #bkdk x reader #poly!bakudeku #dkbk x reader #dekubaku x reader #poly!bkdk #poly!dkbk #poly!dekubaku

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holdmytesseract · 1 year

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The Price of Love

☆ The Baby Fever AU ☆

Loki x Y/N

Summary: You convince Loki to take you with him on a charity event, together with some other Avengers. What starts as a nice and exciting little trip to Canada, ends in a nightmare...

Warnings: pregnancy things/symptomps, overprotective Loki, almost nudity? thirst, suggestive smut?, swear words, Loki being the best hubby and dad possible, angst - quite a lot of angst, guns, bad people, violence, fighting, injury, blood, Loki going FERAL and being a bit... brutal, death, fluff

Word Count: 7,9k

a/n: Here it is, guys! The (almost) 8k words Baby Fever rollercoaster ride. 🫡 Yep... I went absolute bananas with this one. 😂 I love every bit, though. 😁 The story behind this fic? Well... @iamlokisgloriouspurpose made a post about a story she was looking for (some of you might remember) a few weeks ago. It was something about Loki x pregnant!reader, where she accidentally gets hit or something and Loki is overprotective, etc. She couldn't find the fic and I was like: Hey, would you want me to write something along that? And @iamlokisgloriouspurpose was like: Heck yeah! Well, here we are. You know how much of a sucker I am for such things... I couldn't resist. 🤷🏼‍♀️👀 Anyways... I hope y'all like it! 😁

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"No, love, absolutely not," Loki stated; shaking his head and crossing his arms over his chest. "I won't allow that. Not in your condition. You rather stay here with Ella."

You raised an eyebrow, and put your hands on your hips. "In my condition? Babe, I'm pregnant! That's not a condition. I thought you knew that?" Loki snorted. "Well, to me it is." You sighed. "Okay, look, I understand your worry - but geez... Ease up a bit. I didn't even pass the first trimester. And besides, this is just a charity event. Not in the slightest dangerous." Your husband's jaw clenched, as his brain searched for the right words.

"I know, Y/N. I am more than aware of that, but..." He paused; unlocking his arms to tenderly cup your tiny, almost still invisible baby bump. "We fought so long for this, darling. Against heartbreak, sadness - Norns, even depression, and now that we are finally blessed with this little wonder growing in there, I'm not letting it go again. It was so hard for us to get pregnant. I'm not going to risk it."

You swallowed; raised your hands to cup both his cheeks. "I know, babe, I know..." You whispered; on the verge of giving in - but then you remembered a very important thing. "But you'll be there, too. You can always have an eye on me and protect us. I promise, that I'll never leave your side. And that I'll be careful. Plus, you wouldn't need to worry about our princess as well, 'cause she's more than safe with her grandparents on Asgard. She's already so excited to go there."

You could practically see the gears turning in his head. "How does that sound? What do you say?" A low grumble of disliking rumbled through Loki's chest, but in the end, he gave in with a sigh. A decision he was going to regret later. "Alright, fine."

Only a few days later, you and Loki were on your way to Canada - Calgary, to be precisely; together with Bruce, Peter and Tony. It wasn't a very big charity event, but an important one nevertheless.

Once the Quinjet landed, Tony immediately made sure to get everyone to the hotel you were staying in. After checking everyone in, the billionaire was quick to get to his room. "Alright, team... We'll meet at exactly eight p.m. tonight. No minute later. We have to be on time." He pointed at everyone - the longest at you and Loki. "Especially you two lovebirds. Understood?" Everybody nodded well-behaved. "Sure thing, Mr. Stark." Except Loki. The god just rolled his eyes. Tony ignored him and instead turned on his heels to leave the lobby. "Now if you'd excuse me... I've got a terrible headache, caused by all the sweet talk coming from Laufeyson's mouth. Ta-ta." From the corner of your eyes, you could see Bruce shaking his head. "He's such a diva sometimes." "Sometimes?" Asked Loki in return, causing you - and even Peter to giggle.

Loki stopped mid-sentence, to ask you this question in an almost offended voice, once he had turned to face you. You put the t-shirt in your hands down and looked at him confused; blinking. "Umm... Unpacking our stuff?" He immediately shook his head and walked over to you. "No, you're not." Loki said in a firm tone, taking the suitcase away. "You are going to lay down and rest. We can unpack later or even tomorrow. The flight was very stressful and exhausting - and the next few days are going to be packed and eventful as well. I don't want you to overdo it." "But, babe, I-" "No." He shushed you, placing both hands on your hips. "No excuses. You promised me, remember?" You sighed, knowing that he was right. You did promise him. "Alright, alright, fine. I'll go, lay down."

Loki took your hand and guided you to the hotel room you shared - and it was absolutely beautiful. Modern, luxurious, cosy - perfect for a few days. Tony had planned to take everyone to a few fan events and Comic Con's around Calgary after the charity event. Something you were definitely looking forward to.

"Tony definitely has a nice taste in hotels... Can't deny that. Don't you think, babe?" You looked over at Loki, who had just pulled the t-shirt he wore over his head. "It's more than likely the only thing Stark has a good taste in." You couldn't help yourself but to laugh. That laugh quickly died in your throat, though, when Loki slipped the jeans – which covered his lower body, over his hips and down his thighs; leaving him only in his black underwear - and socks. You bit your lip; tried not to stare or give into your raging pregnancy hormones. It was difficult. So, you decided to stop watching your husband strip and rather start unpacking your luggage. "I'm going to take a shower now, love. It was way too hot in the Quinjet. Stark always pretends he doesn't know that I am half a Frost Giant… And after that, I'm taking you out for dinner. You have to- What are you doing?"

Loki smiled and placed a tender kiss on your forehead. "Thank you." You wrapped both your arms around his torso, in order to hug him. But then another idea crossed your mind, and you let your hands wander down to the waistband of his briefs. "I could join you in the shower, you know..." A dark chuckle rumbled through his chest. You really thought you had him for a minute, "As tempting as this sounds, my queen..." but then he stepped out of your embrace. "But no. Not now. Not today. Please rest. It'll be good for you and the baby." Once again you sighed. It couldn't be helped. Loki stood his ground. "Okay, okay, I give up." Loki smiled and pressed a quick kiss on your lips, "Good girl." before he left for the bathroom.

Later that day, after having eaten dinner, you and Loki got ready for the charity event. While your husband got dressed, you decided to pay the shower a visit as well - for which you took your time. Getting ready for such a big event wasn't just done in a few minutes. Funnily, you had absolutely no idea what Loki was going to wear, so you chose to wear a black, elegant dress, which wasn't too sexy and overdressed, but also not completely innocent. It reached to your ankles and had a slit on the left side of your leg; stopping at your thighs. It was also tight around your waist, but not too tight - since you decided to not show the world (and teammates) yet that you were pregnant again. Okay, admittedly it could be easily mistaken by weight gaining, but you didn't want to risk the rumours to spread. After fixing your hair and applying some decent makeup, you were ready to go. You hoped Loki was ready as well, because a look on your phone told you, that it was almost time - and you didn't want to face Tony's diva wrath.

"Babe, are you rea-" Your words died in your throat, when you closed the bathroom door behind yourself; eyes landing on the god. He sat on the big, king-sized hotel bed; legs spread wide and phone in hands - which wasn't an unusual thing. It was the outfit he chose to wear, that took your breath away...

A black shirt, which hugged his arms and torso snugly; causing his biceps to bulge. The sleeves were rolled up, leaving his forearms deliciously bare. He had left the first few buttons of the shirt undone, exposing his chest in an almost sluttish way. With that not enough... Black, tight suit trousers covered his muscular thighs and legs; held together by an equally black leather belt. All this was paired with shiny, black dress shoes.

"Sweet Lord have mercy... Have you planned to get me pregnant all over again, looking like that, or... Perhaps to kill me?" Loki just chuckled, shaking his head, "Absolutely not, my queen." and stood up, "As much as I'd love to do that, though..." straightening his shirt. "I can't, because I already did." He practically growled; winking at you. "I just wanted to give you something to look at. Besides, it's for charity - and you should look adequate on such a big event, right?" You were speechless. Entranced by his look and the words leaving his mouth.

And if this wouldn't have been erotic enough, he overcame it...

Those wild raven locks of his, were bound together, styled into a high manbun, with only a few loose curls being loose; neatly tucked behind his ears. On his fingers twinkled beside his wedding band a few other rings in black and emerald green; completing his outfit. Loki looked drop dead sexy. You could've jumped him. Right then and there - and he knew. Oh, he knew. The mischievous smile and cheeky look he was giving you said it all.

"You are a naughty, cheeky little shit sometimes, do you know that?" Your husband just chuckled once again and stepped over to you, in order to place his big hands on your waist. "I am aware of that, yes - and I know how much you love it." You smiled; trailing your fingertips over his exposed chest. "Hell yes, I do." He smirked mischievously and leaned down to kiss you passionately.

His oceanic blue eyes roamed over your body then; wetting his lips. "You look absolutely stunning as well, my love. Beautiful as ever. I especially appreciate..." His hand found the slit in your dress; cool palm gliding over the hot skin of your thigh. "...this little feature." You giggled like a schoolgirl - high on love and pregnancy hormones. "Thanks, Lokes - but I don't look quite as sexy as you do. You are going to break so many hearts tonight, babe." Loki shook his head. "That may be true, love, but I'd never break yours. Never." "I know."

About twenty minutes later, the whole team - including Pepper, who joined the party a bit later, 'cause she had a meeting this morning - arrived at the charity event, where already a lot of fans and paparazzi waited... At the red carpet. "Are you ready, my love?" Loki asked; taking your hand into his and helping you out of the limousine Tony had rented. "More than ready."

Together, with the other Avengers you set foot on the red carpet; cameras flashing around you like lightning. Loki kept on holding your hand tightly, not letting you go. He still wasn't convinced of your idea in joining all this - him. You noticed it; felt it. Recognized it in the way he acted around you. "Loki! Loki! Loki!" From everywhere around you, fans (mostly girls, of course) and paparazzi screamed his name; literally praising him like the god he was. But Loki only had eyes for you. He didn't give the people that much attention; his number one priority being you - his pregnant wife and mother of his little princess.

Nevertheless, he couldn't help himself but to throw one of his smouldering looks at the crowd, causing several women to faint - you were sure of it. After that, he redirected his attention back to you. "Everything alright, my love?" You nodded, squeezing his hand. "Of course. We're good." Loki gave you a smile, then turned to lean closer to your ear. "Stay close to me, please. I know this is just a charity event. And I am also very aware that you can defend yourself, but I told you once and I'm telling you again... I don't want to risk anything. I hope you understand." There was so much love, adoration and worry in his eyes; it almost caused your legs to give in.

Once more you nodded. "I promise. I promised you already." He smiled the softest of smiles and lifted your hand to his lips, earning a lot of coos and 'Aww's' from the hundreds of people at the display of affection. "Thank you. Somehow, I have a very bad feeling about all this. I don't know why, but... It's present." And Loki was proven right with his gut feeling. He watched you like a hawk during the whole evening, but he couldn't prevent it from happening...

The god was talking together with Bruce to a few of the important people who organized this event, when you were approaching the group of men, after getting yourself something to drink with Pepper. "Apologies to interrupt, but… Babe, do you have a second?" Loki immediately turned to face you, "Sure, darling." and placed a hand on the small of your back. "Please excuse me for a moment, gentlemen, but my lady is in need of me." He gave the men one of his charming gentlemen-like smiles and guided you a bit off sides from all the people.

"What's the matter, my love? Are you alright?" "Actually, I feel a bit woozy and..." You grimaced and placed both your hands on your lower abdomen; Loki's hands following suit. "Uh... Nauseous." Your husband frowned. Sure, this wasn't uncommon and it happened when you were pregnant with Ella as well, but that didn't stop him from being worried and protective. "Do you wish to leave?" "No. It's not that bad. I think I'm just going to pay the bathroom a visit; freshen up a bit and take a breath." Loki nodded, "Alright. I'll accompany you." and was more than ready to walk ahead, when you stopped him. "I think I can do that alone. It's just a visit to the bathroom. I won't be gone for long." The god bit his lip; clearly not convinced by your suggestion. "I don't know, I-" "Hey..." You gently grabbed both his hands squeezing them. "I'll be just fine. I don't want to drag you all across the building just for this. Besides, it's the ladies bathroom and you're a man, so..." Loki sighed, but once again, gave in. "Fine. Be careful, yes? And if it gets worse, we'll leave immediately." "Yes, Sir," you promised and pressed a quick kiss on his lips, before you let go of his hands and left for the bathroom.

Both, Loki's and Bruce's eyes widened immediately. They exchanged one look - and started to run, into the direction from where the woman came from. It led both men into the big, fancy stairwell of the building. Scanning the area, they searched for the said men - and found them quickly. They had barged through the doors on the bottom floor and were now standing in the entrance area, looking up. The Hydra logo shone bright on their black battle suits. "Hydra," stated Bruce, recognising the danger as well. "Stark, get your billionaire ass over here. We have a problem." Loki spoke through his little communication device. Not a second later, Tony flew over their heads, dressed in his suit, of course. "Already on it, Reindeer Games." "We have to get all the people out of here." The god nodded; green seidr washing over his body and changing his suit into his armour. "You do that, Banner. I'll go find Y/N." "No. She'll be alright, Loki. She can look after herself. I firstly need your help. I can't get all those innocent people out of here alone. Tony can distract those guys, but not for long."

That was the last time he had seen you for quite a while. At first, Loki was all cool with it, giving you the time to freshen up and calm your pregnancy symptoms - but after fifteen minutes, he got suspicious and an uneasy feeling started to grow within his stomach. So, he started to look around for you; asking his colleagues on the way, if they had seen you. Unfortunately, they didn't...

"Banner... Have you seen Y/N?" The doctor shook his head. "No, sorry. I haven't seen her in a while to be hon-" Bruce's words got interrupted by a loud noise - causing everyone inside the big hall to freeze. "What was that?" Loki's question didn't need to be answered by Bruce. A woman in black high heels and a sparkling pink dress literally ran inside the hall, screaming. "Guns! Gun! There are men with guns!"

Loki didn't like this. Not at all, but he knew that Bruce was right. If he wouldn't help him, a lot of innocent people would get more than likely hurt or killed. "Fine. Let's go." Bruce nodded and started to run off; Loki following him. "There's an emergency stairway, right down that hall. We'll get them out there."

That's what the two Avengers did then. Evacuating all the people. Loki was unable to stay focused, though. His thoughts were constantly travelling to you. He had a bad feeling about this from the beginning - and he had been right. He just hoped that you were alright...

After emptying your stomach one last time, you walked on slightly wobbly feet out of the cabin and to the sink. Looking in the mirror, you noticed that you were quite a bit pale. Well, no wonder. After throwing up that much... Once more you sighed and turned on the tap to splash yourself with some cold water and to rinse out your mouth to get rid of the foul taste. Then you took some more deep breaths and when you felt slightly better, you decided to find your husband and leave. So, you stepped over to the door and opened it - only to walk into an absolute chaos. It was loud. Gunshots sounded from everywhere. Rubble was laying around; the insides of the building was quite a bit damaged. Then you saw Tony in his suit flying around and shooting at something. You blinked. Whatever it was what happened and what was going on... How could you not notice?! Still in some kind of shock, you walked to the still intact railing of the open hallway, in order to find out what the fuck was happening. A mistake. A wrong decision. A decision your still woozy and foggy brain didn't think through. With horror in your eyes, you witnessed the literal army of what seemed to be Hydra men fighting against Tony and Pepper. Help..., you thought. They needed help. You were about to switch into your fighting mode, when you suddenly heard Loki's voice from far away. "Y/N! Watch out!" The warning came too late. Before you could even make out the sniper from across you, the bullet had hit you already. The force of it threw you to the ground. The last thing you heard before everything got dark, was the heart wrenching scream, which left your husband's lips.

While Loki, Bruce, Tony and even Pepper fought the army of Hydra supporter, you were still in the ladies bathroom; not having a clue what was going on. Yes, you had heard a loud noise, but were too occupied with not missing the toilet bowl while throwing up. On the way to the bathroom, your condition had suddenly switched very fast from 'not that bad' to 'I'm going to throw up any minute now'.

Well, that's where you were now... Hanging over the toilet; literally puking your guts out - all the while trying to not ruin your dress and hair. "Oh gods..." You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. You felt awful. Perhaps it was for the best to accept Loki's offer and return to the hotel. But... What to tell the others? The only people who knew of your second pregnancy were Loki, Ella and Natasha. Nobody else. After all, you told your best friend to not tell it a single soul - and you knew you could trust her, so... Bruce wouldn't know. Just like Tony and Pepper. And you had no intention in telling them. At least not now. You wanted to wait until you passed the 'critical' first trimester. Although, the little Frost Giant inside you was growing fast and soon you wouldn't be able to hide it for much longer anyway. Ugh, you thought. Decisions, decisions...

Loki was powerless. He couldn't do anything about it; was too far away from the sniper to stop him. With wide, teary eyes, he saw your body hitting the ground. For a moment, time seemed to stand still for him. He didn't even notice how he screamed. But then the harsh realisation hit him, and he started to run, getting as fast as somehow possible to you.

His heart was beating fast against his ribcage when he saw your limp, seemingly lifeless body - and the tears started to fall rapidly. "No, no, no, no, no!" Loki didn't care that there was a battle going on. All he had on his mind now was you - and his unborn child. He ran over to you and fell to his knees beside you, gently turning your body around. There was blood and a big, gushing wound on your shoulder. Luckily your shoulder. Loki's shaking hand quickly went to check your pulse. It was there. You were alive. Utter relief flooded his body. "Oh thank the Norns, thank the Norns." He praised; voice breaking. But then he noticed how much blood you were losing and that your bullet wound needed medical attention - unless you were going to die. So, he switched on his communication device. "Banner, get over here. Quick. Third floor. Ladies bathroom." The answer came prompt. "On my way." "Bring every medical supply you can find on your way. And hurry up! It's urgent!"

While Bruce was on his way, Loki sat down beside you. He took one hand of yours into his and placed his other hand on the wound. He wouldn't be able to heal you, but he could slow the blood loss. He closed his eyes for a moment; green seidr starting to flow from his palm. "Hold on, my love. Norns, please hold on. I'm here." Loki squeezed your hand, before he gently let go again to cup your lower stomach. Seidr started to pour out of his other hand as well. He tried to feel the baby; knowing well that it was too early for him to feel him or her. And he was right. He couldn't feel them. He couldn't tell if they were alright or not. With a frustrated groan, he stopped his attempt - just as worried as before. Anyways, he had to try, didn't he?

Only a few minutes later, Bruce came running down the hall. The doctor's eyes widened, when he came to witness the scene in front of him. "What happened?!" It was, of course, as clear as a day what had happened, but the question bubbled out of him nevertheless. "Sniper," Loki answered dryly; then quickly removed his hand, so Bruce could take a look. He nodded; examining your shoulder. "There's an exit wound. That's good. Means the bullet went through. Nevertheless, we have to patch this up. Unless she's going to bleed out. We have to get her out of here." Loki clenched his jaw. "I am very aware of that, Dr. Banner," he hissed. "Just do something. I can't lose her." His teary, frightful and worried eyes met Bruce's brown ones. "Please," Loki added, desperately. The doctor nodded and reached for the medical supplies he found on his way... Plasters, bandages, disinfection, gloves and other things. "I'll try my best to stop the bleeding as good as possible, but- Loki, what are you doing?" Bruce witnessed how the god stood up; eyes focused on something across the grand stairwell. "You got her, Banner?" The doctor frowned, "I-I think so, y-yes, what-" and followed Loki's eyes - and realised. There was a Hydra agent - and Bruce had a guess. He could count one and one together. "Loki, no. Leave him be; I-" The god turned around; the fury and anger in his eyes causing Bruce to clap his mouth immediately shut. "You got her, Banner?" He repeated his question, more firmly this time. Bruce nodded; swallowing hard. "Good." His eyes wandered shortly to the man with bright pink hair again - the one who shot you. Loki recognised him, of course. And when he saw him standing there, he lost it. Completely. Rage was taking over his system like venom. "Guard her with your life," he said and started to walk away; adding in a threatening, dark and intimidating voice: "Or you'll be the next."

Led by his untamed wrath, Loki made his way quickly to that one Hydra soldier; killing every other on his way - without even blinking. He was like in a trance; blinded by his anger. That man had almost taken one of his most precious things in his life away from him - and he couldn't just let that pass. That man was going to pay - right now.

The man with pink hair was about to escape through one of the ventilation shafts, when green seidr hit him; causing him to get thrown to the ground. He tried to reach for his rifle, but the god was quick to kick it away and out of reach for him. Before the man could even stand up and defend himself, Loki had picked him up off the hard ground and literally slammed him against the nearest wall; big hand wrapped around his neck. The man's eyes met the god's furious ones - and he just laughed. "What are you waiting for, huh? Kill me." Loki practically growled, squeezing his neck tighter. "Do you even know with whom exactly you are dealing with and what monster you just unleashed by doing what you did?" Again, the man just laughed - not even trying to fight Loki. "For such a smartass god, you are incredibly stupid, Laufeyson." The god's jaw clenched. He was losing his nerves. "What I did was the only reason I came for. Killing Agent Y/L/N was my job; knowing very well that I'd die here tonight doing it - because of you. So, what are you waiting for. Do it." Those words caused Loki to laugh dangerously - almost hysterically. This man really thought he had killed you. "Possibly. But you are the fool - not me. Being so stupid and trying to take my wife away from me… You have no idea what you have gotten yourself into, little mortal," Loki whispered in a threatening voice and started to shapeshift into his Jotun form.

The man's eyes widened in shock. He didn't know. He didn't know. Loki was towering over him now; ruby eyes glowing dangerously red. "Not so brave and impudent now, are we?" The man just swallowed; still gazing at Loki shocked. "I told you. You have no idea what monster you unleashed..." He stated once more, tightened his grip a bit. "Tell me, mortal... You've got a family?" The man nodded, unable to form any words, due to Loki's strong grip. "A wife? Children?" Another nod. "So you are a father, just like me and nevertheless you agree to take the life of an innocent child's mother? That is pathetic. Weak. Cowardly. You disgust me." Loki spat. "And with that not enough... You almost took two lifes." The man's eyes widened to the size of plates; connecting the dots. "That's right. She's with child. I don't know yet if your headless, rash assassination hurt them, but… You better pray it didn't." And again, Loki tightened his grip, before conjuring a dagger - made out of ice, "But... Actually, if I think this through, you don't have to pray, because you won't get to know. It's time to pay." and rammed the dagger into his stomach, causing the man's jaw to drop and a breathless scream to leave his lips. Loki twisted the dagger and let go of him. The man fell to the ground, gasping and gurgling. The god rounded the man – like a predator its prey, before he squatted down beside him, shifting back into his Æsir form. "Next time you try to take my family away from me, do it right - or better... Don't even try it. Although, I highly doubt there will be a next time." With a clasp on the dying man's shoulder, Loki sauntered away. He had to do it. He just had to.

After Bruce had turned the Quinjet on autopilot; giving it the coordinations of the next hospital, which was fifteen minutes away, he returned to you and Loki. He checked on your wound - which was oozing a bit of blood again, but not as much. Loki's seidr and Bruce's pressure bandage had helped, but so slowly the fabric of the bandage turned from white to red as well... "I already informed the hospital. They'll be ready when we arrive," he informed the god, who stared at your unconscious body. "Good." His eyes were focused on your stomach. Loki was utterly afraid and worried, that the blood loss this bullet wound caused, could've harmed the baby. He just couldn't shake off that thought. It drove him crazy not to know - up to the point where he couldn't take it anymore. So, he had no other option but to tell Bruce...

As soon as he had quenched his thirst for revenge, his mind wandered - of course, back to you. So, without further ado, he made his way back to you.

Bruce was luckily still sitting by your side; two lifeless Hydra men laying a few meters away from them. "How is she?" Loki asked immediately. The doctor turned at the god's voice; facing him. "For the moment, stable. I stopped the bleeding, but the point still stands... She needs medical attention." Then Banner looked Loki up and down, swallowing. "Did you...?" He knew what Bruce meant, and nodded. "I had to." Loki stepped closer to you and knelt down, "Let's get her out of here and to the Quinjet." and gently took you in his arms; carrying you bridal style. "Back me up?" Bruce nodded, and turned quickly to Hulk; watching out for any enemies to come your way.

The three of you made it out of the building and to the Quinjet without any further incident. While Bruce started the engines, Loki laid you slowly down on the stretcher. "Stark. Banner and I are on the Quinjet now, bringing Y/N into a hospital and-" "Yes, yes, I know. Bruce told me. Make sure she's alright." "Are you able to make this without us?" "What kind of question is that, Reindeer Games? Pepper and I are almost done here. The civilians are safe and sound and the Hydra men reduced to a group of ten." Loki rolled his eyes at Tony's comment. "Fine."

"Banner, would you check her stomach and lower abdomen, please?" The doctor frowned. "Why? She's been shot in the shoulder, not in the stomach and-" "Just do it!" Loki cut him off; almost screaming at the man. "Alright, alright, I'll do it. Calm down, man." He went to grab a little device and held it over your stomach. Looking down at the miniature display, and not expecting to find something, Bruce's eyes suddenly widened. He lifted his head, gazing with surprise and a little shocked at the god. "Loki, that... There's... Y/N, she... She's-" "Pregnant, yes." Loki finished his sentence. "That's why I asked you to check. Is the baby alright?" Bruce blinked, and nodded. "Y-Yes, I... As far as I can tell, y-yes." "Oh thank the Norns," the god breathed out relieved. He took your hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze, all the while he leaned down to pepper your stomach with little kisses. "Our baby is okay, my love... They are alright - and you'll be too, I promise," Loki sobbed into the fabric of your dress; holding on to you.

As for Bruce, he clearly needed a moment to grasp this. "How far along is she? How... How long do you know?" Loki turned his head to Bruce and smiled through his tears. "About ten weeks. She told me a month ago, right after she found out. Well, Ella told me, but yes..." Bruce couldn't help but smile as well. He was, of course, happy for you and Loki. "Well, in that case... Congratulations." "Thank you. I'm honestly a bit surprised that Romanoff didn't tell you anything." The doctor's eyes widened. "Natasha knew?!" Loki nodded. "She was the only one who knew. She was with Y/N when she found out." Banner nodded, "Makes sense." before he went to land the Quinjet. "Let's get her help - as fast as possible."

"Mr. Laufeyson, Sir." A doctor ripped him out of his thoughts. Loki literally jumped to his feet, looking at the young man with anticipation and hope. "How is she?" "She's alright according to the circumstances." The god let out a deep, relieved breath he didn't know he was holding. "Oh Norns… Thank you." "She was lucky that the bullet went through and we didn't have to operate." "Is the baby alright?" Not that Loki didn't trust Bruce, but he'd rather have it checked twice - and besides, Loki had to tell the doctors that you were pregnant anyways. "Yes. The baby is safe and sound." He took a deep breath, nodding. "Can I go to her?" "Of course."

While the doctors looked after you and patched the wound up, Loki sat on a chair in front of the wooden door in the white, empty hallway, waiting. Bruce had returned to Tony and Pepper.

Fear and worry were still very present in the god's head, but also guilt. He felt utterly guilty. Guilty of taking you with him on this damn event. Guilty of not accompanying you to the toilets - as stupid as it might sound. Guilty of not having been able to protect you - and his baby. It weighed him down. And nevertheless... He couldn't do anything about it. He couldn't change the past. It happened; and the most important thing now was that you were going to be alright.

No ten minutes later, Loki was sitting by your bedside; your hand in his and patiently waiting for you to wake up. To his sheer relief, he didn't have to wait long. Your eyes fluttered open; blinking; needing to adjust to the bright light. "L-" Loki was it you wanted to say, but your throat felt dry, causing you to not even get his name out. Your husband reacted immediately, of course and reached for the glass of water on your bedside table; gently helping you to drink. "T-Thank you." "Of course, my love." Then you looked around. "Loki, where... Where am I?" "In the hospital." You blinked, before you started to smile. "I survived this?" Loki couldn't help but chuckle softly. "For sure! Do you think I'd let the most important being in my life die?" You smiled even wider, shaking your head. "See?" Loki smiled as well, squeezing your hand. "How are you feeling? Are you in pain?" You shook your head. "No, but... I feel utterly tired." Apparently were the pain killers working just fine yet. "Good, that's good. But you should rest then. Give yourself and our child time to overcome this accident." Your eyes widened on an instant at Loki's words; free hand flying to clutch your stomach (It was luckily not your hurt arm). "Oh my g-gosh, the baby! Are they alright?!" You panicked for a moment, but Loki was quick to reassure you. He placed his free hand on yours. "Don't worry, darling. They are completely fine." "T-Thank god."

Loki's expression changed suddenly; the guilty feeling returning. "My love, I am so sorry. This all is my fault. I promised to protect you... And I failed. I-I wasn't there when you needed me and-" You shook your head, interrupting him. "Let me stop you right there, babe." Intertwining your hand with his, you looked him deeply in his stunning blue eyes. "This is absolutely not your fault. I am the one to blame for this. Not you. I chose to accompany you. I chose to go alone to the bathroom. It was me, not you. You did your absolute best and protected me the best you could." Loki blinked. "But-" "Ah.Ah. No but's. Please... Don't blame yourself."

Your husband took a deep breath; running a hand through his luscious curls. "I... I could've lost you, Y/N. And our child. Ella could've lost her mother." "I know... But you didn't. Ella didn't. I'm here. I'm alive. The baby is alive. We are both okay - and we will make this. My shoulder's going to heal." Despite your words, there was still hesitation in his eyes. So, you tugged gently at his hand, "C'mere." encouraging him to lean down. He did what you asked him to, and leaned down. You didn't hesitate; pulled him instantly in a kiss. It was so loving and intense; almost taking Loki's breath away. "Stop. Blaming. Yourself," you mumbled in between kisses. Loki couldn't help but smirk; brushing your nose with his. "Only if you keep on kissing me." "Pfft," you laughed and shook your head, but kept on kissing him.

Once Loki assured himself, that you were, indeed alright - according to the circumstances, he decided to take a trip home and tell Ella and his parents what had happened. He had to. So, he stayed with you the whole day, night and even the next day, before he left on the following morning; travelling to Asgard.

"My, my, what do we have here? Is this a tea party? And I am not invited?" Loki asked; approaching them. Ella's head snapped, of course, immediately into his direction after hearing her father's voice. "Daddy!" She squeaked out excitedly and scrambled to stand up. Loki knew what was about to come, so he squatted down and opened his arms. Ella came running and threw herself into Loki's awaiting embrace. He swiped her off her feet and lifted the girl up; hugging her tightly. Ella giggled; both her little arms tangling around his neck. "Ah, my little princess... I missed you." "I missed you too, daddy." Loki kissed her cheek, before letting her down again.

"Welcome back, prince Loki." Heimdall greeted him with a bow of his head. Loki gave him a nod. "Heimdall." "Bear my best recovery wishes for her - and congratulations." The prince smiled. "Thank you. I shall do that."

On a horse, the god made his way to the palace. "Greetings, my prince." The guards welcomed him and let him inside, of course, where he asked for his daughter and parents. Loki got told, that Ella was with his mother in the royal gardens and the Allfather caught up in a court meeting with the royal advisors of the king from Svartalfheim. So, Loki went to the gardens. He could already see his princess and mother from afar. They were sitting on a soft blanket, which laid underneath a cherry tree, in order to shield them from the sun. Both of them had tea cups in their hands and he could swear that he also saw two big slices of cake. Loki couldn't help the smile, which spread over his lips at the scene in front of him - and when he heard Ella's sweet laughter, it only widened.

Frigga just watched with a smile on her face. She loved seeing her son being a father. "Mother," Loki greeted her; kissing her cheek as well. "Hello, son. You're back early." At her words, the god got taken back in time; remembering what had happened. "I know. I'll explain. But first..." He turned back to Ella, tickling her. Again, she bursted into fits of giggles. "I'd like to have a biiiig slice of cake. It looks so very delicious. Princess, would you go to the kitchen and ask Bjørn, if he would be so nice and give me a slice?" "O-Okay, daddy," Ella panted; still giggling and trying to recover from her dad's tickle attack. "You're a treasure, thank you." Ella smiled, then hopped away. The skirts of her pink summer dress billowing in the wind; raven curls, which just reached her shoulders, bobbing.

"I have the feeling you want to tell me something without my grandchild listening..." Frigga noted. She wasn't stupid. Loki nodded, "I do, mother." and swallowed. "I... Have good news and bad news." Loki pondered about with which news to start, but then decided on the good news. His parents didn't know yet that they were going to be grandparents - again. Perhaps this was the time to tell them. Well, at least Frigga. He'd come around the next few days to tell his father as well. Actually, Loki wanted to do this with you, but... The current circumstances didn't allow it. Hopefully you wouldn't be mad at him...

"The good news is; Y/N is... Well, she's pregnant again."

For the second time, Frigga's eyes widened - but this time out of shock. "Oh by the Norns! How is she?! Did it affect your child?" "She's alright - according to the circumstances. The bullet went through, so they didn't need to operate. She lost a lot of blood, but we made it in time to the hospital. Luckily, it didn't affect the child. They are safe and sound, steadily growing in their mother's womb." A relieved breath left the Allmother's lips. "Indeed... That's why I am back earlier. I'll take Ella with me now and tell her. Y/N's dying to see her baby again," he stated with a small chuckle. Frigga nodded. "Of course, my son." Just in that moment, they noticed Ella returning - carrying a plate with a big slice of cake on top. "Please greet her and wish her all the best. And tell us if she's getting better!" Loki took his mother's hand and squeezed it. "I will do that, for sure."

Frigga's eyes widened. "Pregnant?" The god nodded with a smile; almost unable to hold back the tears. "Yes, mother. We're having another baby." The queen gasped; hand flying to cover her mouth. She tried to hold back the tears again. "Oh Loki..." She more or less sobbed, before lunching forwards to hug him. "That's wonderful, son. I'm so delighted and happy for you and Y/N." Loki hugged her even tighter. "Me too. I'm honestly a little surprised that Ella didn't tell you. Well, we told her to not do it, but... You know how excited, small children are... We wouldn't have been mad at her if it had slipped past her lips, but well..." Frigga just giggled. "It would've been a great way to find out as well." "Oh definitely!" Loki chuckled; pausing. "I, uh, wish to tell father as well. I'm coming back in the next few days as soon as he has got more time." His mother smiled, "My lips shall be sealed then." but it dropped quite quickly again. "I'm a little afraid of the bad news now..."

"Well..." Loki started; thoughts returning to the accident once more. "We, um, we were on that charity event and... And there was an attack." He fumbled with his fingers. "I swore to protect Y/N and couldn't in that very moment. She's... She's been shot in the shoulder and is in the hospital now."

After Loki had eaten the delicious cake and spent a bit of quality time with his mother and daughter; he decided to return to you, taking Ella with him. They both bid their goodbyes and off they went through the Bifrost; only to land in a hospital - much to Ella's confusion...

"Uhh, daddy? Why are we in a hospital?" The little girl looked around; seemed quite a bit frightened. "Where's... Where's mommy?" Loki's heart felt already heavy; having to tell his child what had happened. He took a deep breath and squatted down in front of Ella, to be on eye-level with her, and took her smaller hands in his. "You know we were away to attend an Avengers thingy?" She nodded; getting visibly more nervous and angsty. "Unfortunately, we've got attacked by some really bad guys and... Mommy got hurt - but she's okay, sweetheart! She has a wound that needs to heal, but she will be perfectly fine!" Loki immediately went to calm her down, since her eyes started to get watery; tears running down her cheeks promptly. "M-Mommy's hurt? What happened?" The god swallowed. "A man tried to shoot mommy and hit her shoulder," Loki explained; gently wiping the little girl's tears away with his thumbs.

"Can… Can I see mommy?" "Of course, princess. That's why we're here." He smiled softly; looking down at his daughter, who resembled him so much. "Come here." Loki then just scooped her up in his arms; hugging her and carrying her to the room you were in. He didn't care that Ella got heavier so slowly; being not a toddler anymore. She held onto her dad, burying her face in his neck and hair. It had been clearly a shook for the little girl to learn that her mother was hurt in a hospital...

Loki gently knocked on your door and waited patiently for an answer. "Come in!" You were awake. Loki freed one hand and opened the door; stepping inside. Your eyes immediately lit up, when you saw your husband and daughter. You were so happy to see Ella. You had missed her - a lot. When you saw that Loki was carrying her, you knew exactly what was going on...

"Princess, hey," you greeted Ella softly, after your husband had carried her over to your bed. She was still clinging to her dad, but when she felt your touch on her back and especially heard your voice, her head snapped to face you. Her cheeks were reddened - just like her eyes, in which were still tears glistening. It definitely teared at your heartstrings. "Oh no, sweetie... Come here." You opened your arm (the one which wasn't hurt) for her. Loki immediately let her down and she didn't hesitate even a second; ran into your arm as quickly as possible. Sure, Ella had to overcome the obstacle which was the hospital bed; but that didn't stop her.

"Mommy," she sobbed; clinging now to you. She may have been already a big girl, but in moments like this, she was still just a child - which was more than alright. "Don't cry, baby. I'm ok." You stroked her hair in a reassuring manner and pressed soft, little kisses to the crown of her head. Exchanging a look with your husband, you could tell that it hurt him as well; seeing his daughter sad and crying. It always did.

Once you managed to calm her down, you were in for a long round of cuddles. Ella laid in your arm, cuddled against your side. At some point she had just slept in. Perhaps from the exciting vacation she's been on. Perhaps from the shock. Anyways, you were just glad she had calmed down - and so was Loki, who sat beside your bed on a chair. His oceanic blue eyes watching over you and his princess. He still had to tell you that his mother knew now about the little wonder growing within you, but that was a story for another time.

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Part 5

Class 1b

(Im doing some cause I don't know some of the characters sorry)

•Tetsutetsu heard about you when he and Kirishima were having a conversation while working out at 1st he didn't mind it but the longer Kirishima talked about you the longer he was curious he asked if he could meet you and kiri ofc accepts cause that's his manly best friend!

•When Tetsu saw you his face was almost red as a tomato dude could barely stutter out words that kiri had to take over

• he and Kiri would fawn about you at every time they could get about how you look, how you smell, how you dress, anything they can talk about Is always about you

•Tetsu is more of a protective affectionate Yandere whenever you win at a training between him with any other classmate doesn't matter if his classmates he'll still congratulate you and if you lose he'll still compliment you on your hard work and encourage you to work hard!

•tetsu already promised he'll protect you so whenever you're hanging out with him and Kiri it's like 2 bodyguards protecting a famous person anyway look in your way wrong they'll glare HARD

•Kiri is completely ok with Tetsu having a obsession with you heck the two of them will place bets to see who you like more but without any threats or violence just "aw man!" or "eh better luck next time" yk like bros

•Tetsu is very affectionate even if you don't want it he'll still try to give you a big best hug and if you don't like it that's ok he'll give you even more bear hugs!

• Kinoko is more of a clingy delusional Yandere she such a sweetheart towards you but has a scary side when anyone messing with you

•When she 1st saw you it was love at 1st sight you greeted her with a handshake oh it means y'all were meant to be!

•Komori loves to talk about mushrooms with you whenever she sees a mushroom while the 2 of you do a little nature walk she just can't help it she grabs out her mushroom info journal and tell you what type of mushroom it is she'll even try to find you edible and safe mushroom for the 2 of you to eat

• Like Ochako, Komori loves to wrap her hands around you at every chance she can get but if you refuse and tell her to stop she'll whine and try to guilt trip you into making u stay, her grip getting tighter to where it leaves a mark and if she notices that she hurt you she'll apologize and sometimes cry

•shes obsessed with everything you do whether be little habits or a single moment that you'll never don't a lifetime she will always remember and cherish it she even has a secret sketchbook with pictures of you

•shes jealous at anyone who's near you weather be with neito or even your classmates neito she'lll tell to back off or by sneaking mushrooms in his bag

•Kendo would be the poessive, protective, and aware type

•Kendo would monitor Neito on his taunting if he slips up and says something hurtful she make sure he backhands his head so hard it leaves a mark and lecture him about not hurting your feelings

•whenever in battle if you training with someone she lectures you about being careful and making sure to not overuse your quirk if you win she'll run over to you and hug you with her big arms wrapped around you while classmates all glared at her

•as much as Kendo is seen as a nice person she still shows a dislike to your classmate how overbearing they are the way they pinch your cheeks, be so lovesick for you and you don't even notice it makes her blood boil

•like Nejiire she wanna make you think she's the only sane one so whenever you rant about how your day is she'll make you cuddle with her while patting her head agreeing with everything you said while throwing in a few insults here and there making it seem like "jokes"

•Kendo will bash anyone with a single hit if anyone tries to make perverted comments about you or nasty words at you she will beat them up unto they're all bloody and bruised after that her mood changes up when she sees you and she now back to regular lovesick kendo again!

NOW FOR THE BEEF

We all know that Class 1a and Class 1b have beef when it comes to you, whenever Class 1b would always invite you to lunch some of the students would quickly come up and hands your shoulders pushing you back to their chest saying that whenever your in lunch it's like a whole ass war you tense up when you realized that both 1b students and your classmates are staring at you with warm smile and eyes full of eager all either waving, patting their hand down at a empty seat, of calling your name

•one time you sat at class 1b and not even 5 mins later it became a whole war Mina yelling at Kendo to let you go Komori is trying to sneak you away but Tsuyu stopped her it's a Whole mess the teachers had to intervene ( so they can also decide that you can have lunch in their room) you panicked and back up in a corn or watching everything unravel until someone grabbed you

"Follow me!" a familiar cheerful voice said it was neither alongside Mirio and Tamaki they quickly sneaked you off somewhere with your lunch tray to their classroom "Thank guys" Neijure chuckled rubbing your head "No problem we saw how out of control it got there and saw u panicking in the back so we just had to!" mirio said with his usual smile "I got you something.." Tamaki said while he dug into his bag he handed you your fav snack "Oh man I love these thank you how did you find out?!" "it's our little secret~" Neijuire chuckled you were about to question but dismissed because the snack was too good

#yandere bnha #tw yandere #yandere ua #tw obsessive behavior #yandere x reader #yandere class 1a #yandere mha #platonic yandere

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depressopax · 4 months

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LCDP character valentines day headcanons

Fandom - La Casa de papel/Money Heist

Pairing: Nairobi - Berlin - Denver - Tokyo - Professor - Alicia Sierra - Bruce - Cameron - x gender neutral reader Genre: Fluff Warning(s): No smuts, but suggestive themes. Reader is gender neutral. Words: 1.3K Summary: How do the LCDP characters celebrate valentines together with reader? English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! <3 AO3 link soon

I made one of Breaking Bad characters, so ofc I gotta make one for my babygirls in LCDP 🫶

Enjoy and happy valentines day to y'all!!!

(single gang wya?)

Nairobi

Nairobi LOVES valentine’s day.

Cheesy stuff is her favorite thing - romance movies, dates etc…

So for Valentine's Day, she wants to have a big celebration with you.

She makes plans weeks ahead, booking a weekend for the two of you.

She likes taking you on roadtrips and also going on mini vacations to other towns

So that’s what she does on february 14.

She doesn’t GAF if it’s in the middle of the week, you’re going lmao

Of course she’s also brought you gifts, probably some jewelry or a plushie. …Maybe both, actually.

Her face lights up when you hand her a gift too.

Will be all over you with kisses

She takes a lot of photos of and with you, and everything the two of you see and do. She wants to document it all and look back at it.

The day is spent at the hotel, going to a spa, sightseeing or just a candlelit dinner, whichever you prefer.

She also books the fancy room, making sure the two of you have some privacy for the nights… ;)

Berlin

Cheesy, romantic mf man

Andrés would spend a ridiculous amount of money for valentines day 😭

No but fr, you’d have to stop him from spontaneously paying for a trip to another country.

He treats this damn “holiday” like it is a life or death situation

Which can be both charming, but a bit concerning.

Luckily, he listens to you and decides on going for a weekend away instead. …His treat, of course

He books the two of you into some romantic spa hotel, and takes you out for fancy dinners.

Of course… Gifts, too.

He buys you those things you’ve half mentioned wanting earlier. He memorizes everything you say, basically.

He does all of this, yet still gets flustered when you give him something back. “Mi amor… You… You didn’t have to.” Meanwhile he has a big grin on his face, feeling grateful for every single thing you do.

The weekend away is full of love, relaxation and… Passion 🤭

“King of valentines day”, what can I say?

Denver

I love Denver, but he is pretty forgetful.

He remembered it was Valentine's Day the same morning.

But this doesn’t mean he doesn't make an effort.

He loves you, and even if you don’t care that much about it being february 14, he wants to show his love to you.

He rushes to the store to buy you flowers and some other gift.

He takes you out on a date in the afternoon, making sure he looks extra nice for you.

The date is something romantic, yet fun.

Either an amusement park, picnics somewhere beautiful, ice/roller skating… You name it.

When exchanging gifts, he feels bad for almost forgetting, but you don’t seem bothered at all, just happy to be with him.

He gets excited when you hand him over a gift, feeling damn lucky to have you in his life.

He doesn’t care what you give him, just happy you had him in mind.

Although, if you were to be angry at him, he has more surprises waiting once home iykwim ;)

Tokyo

A bit like Denver, but at least she remembers the day before lmao

…Might be because you reminded her

She feels bad, tho, so she makes sure to buy you something and also flowers.

Tokyo doesn’t hate valentines day, but does find it annoying with all lovey-dovey couples.

But she loves you, and defies her dislike for the day.

She warms up a bit at your reaction to the gifts, tho.

And loves what you get for her.

Doesn’t matter what it is, it will be her new comfort item, and a reminder of her love for you.

She takes you out for a romantic dinner, but then drags you out to the club.

She just wants to party the night away whilst keeping you close, showing everyone that you’re hers.

The night probably ends with the two of you making out on the dance floor, and taking it somewhere more private…

Professor

This man…

He’s not used to “celebrating” valentines day, so he is awkward about it.

Probably pleads Andrés for his help to pick out a gift to you and give him advice

…Although he ends up roasting his ideas/suggestions, since they’re too bold, perverted or cheesy.

Still, he ends up taking some advice.

Homeboy just wants to give you a good day

And he does.

Sergio ends up going for the classic - flowers, suit and romantic dinner.

Also buys you some gift, just simply something he knows you like/need.

Although he’s a bit nervous/awkward at first, being around you makes him less tense.

He totally stops functioning when you smile and give him what you bought for him

Legit a blushing mess lmao

It ends up being a good valentines day, and you make sure to thank him in more than one way 🤭

Alicia Sierra

Alicia has a busy job, but she tries taking a day off, or at least the afternoon - to spend it with you.

She’s not that cheesy.

She likes Valentine's Day, since it is a day of “celebration”, but she usually doesn’t bother with it.

Until things got real with you.

She buys some simple (but probably expensive) gift and some flowers and picks you up with her car.

She takes you out to watch some movie and then to her place, where she’s fixed a candlelit dinner.

That way, you have more privacy and focus on each other.

Alicia likes spoiling you, even if she doesn’t admit so out loud.

That’s why she looks so smug as you open the wrapping paper to the piece of jewelry she brought.

The gift she got from you, she carefully places in her living room, where she can look at it all the time.

After dinner, you spend the night at her place.

You won’t be sleeping much, tho… ;)

Bruce

Bruce sees Valentine's Day as a chance to impress you.

Sure, you're already his, but he still wants to seduce you.

He’ll have you sleep over the night before, and wake you up with breakfast in bed, and also give you the gift he’s brought.

Might not be the best food, but at least he made it with love lol

Literally spends the whole day pampering you, making you feel like a royal, which is his only goal.

And you do the same for him.

Which is pretty easy. A couple of kisses, and you’re all his.

Which is why he got so emotional when you gave him a gift too.

The day is spent with home spa, watching movies, making out, and either ordering food or takeaway.

Basically just a day where the two of you relax together and do other fun stuff, happy to have found each other.

Cameron

Due to her last relationship, she’s not that fond of valentines day.

She doesn’t see the point in being extra affectionate once a year, when you can do so everyday.

Still, you buy her a valentine's gift and surprise her with flowers.

She’s stunned at first, then flustered, and then smiles, pulling you into a kiss.

As a thank you, she takes you out on a date.

Together, the two of you like adrenaline and action.

So of course, you either go to an amusement park, or go sightseeing on her motorcycle, with you sitting behind her, hands wrapped around her hips as she speed drives through town.

The rest of the day, you explore random places together, taking pictures and making memories.

Cameron can’t help but just stare at you, feeling so incredibly lucky to have you.

You go to some cozy restaurant to eat.

Once going home, it’s getting dark.

The two of you can’t keep hands to yourself during the trip home

So you end up doing that at the most random place

Afterwards, you are cuddled up and stargazing.

Although you’re supposed to watch the stars, you and Cameron only has eyes for each other, tbh <3

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emb-bbg445 · 11 months

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The game

Black!fem y/n

Summary: you and miles go to a game with some of your friends and you come across an ex guy bsf who had secretly had a crush on you.

Warning:some fluff, lil make out,cussing, a bit of the n word

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The black Toyota then stops at the front entrance of the school. "Bye mom, thanks for dropping me off." You said as you then stepped out the car gently with you're phone in your other hand. "No prolem. Stay safe, and call me if you need anything." She said. You then close the door and start walking up to the gate, looking for your close friend, Miles. You two had been hanging out for quite some time, y'all would flirt from time to time, and you sorta started to catch feelings. But you didn't want to ruin yalls friendship.

You then pay for your football ticket and cross through the gate and see Miles waiting for you. Your eyes light up and you then walk up to him. And give him a hug. "Hey Miles."You said wrapping you arms around him. "Cmon, you gotta mean some of my friends. They'll really like you!" You said with excitement. You then take his hand and start rushing towards the bleachers to where a bunch of other people were. Him slightly tripping on how fast you were rushing. "Hold up Ma, slow down." He said forming a smile.

You then look around for your group. "Y/N!" A voice shouts on the opposite direction of you. You then turn your head to see your best friend and your other friends waiting for you. You then smile and rush over to her and hug her as you two squeal from being reunited. Mile's watched in the distance. He smiled at how happy you were. He then slowly walked over and stood beside you. "Oh I'd like you guys to meet someone. This is my friend, Miles." You say stepping aside for him.

He then waves at then slightly and you all head over to the bleachers and start talking. Y'all catch up on some of your stories of how Highschool was going. After all some of these friends you hadn't seen since middle school, so you were really happy to reunite and catch up.

You all spend the next 2 hours sharing stories about some people in the past and how things are going with them as the night starts to settle in. "Oh yea y/n, remember Dominic?"ybsf/n asks. You then roll your eyes in realization and remembrance of him. "I heard he tried joining the football team, and he couldn't even deadlift 60lbs!" And and your best friend laughed at the random boy she brought up. Miles eyes widen at your guys sudden conversation. "Who the fuck is Dominic?" Miles asked curiously.

"Oh it was just this guy I used to be friends with. I used to have a crush on him, but that nigga then started acting weird as shit." You said rolling your eyes. "What do you mean weird as shit?" Miles asked once more. "He was always staring at me, he got me something on Valentine's Day, but then again he would always treat me a certain way, and he was such a fucking bitch. He was such a hypocrite, he was extremely selfish, and he was just overall a bad person." You continued.

"I just disliked him because not only did he act like he liked me-which he most likely did- but he would also say he didn't, and then go off and start caring about the people I had crushes on!" You yelled angrily. Just the thought of that boy made you so pissed off. "Wouldn't he also make fun of you for having Dark skin??" One of your friends asked. "OH YEA! That nigga was so fucking racist! Like how are you that disloyal to your people??"

Miles then stared at you listening to you rant about this extremely horrible friend you had in the past. "Oh Hermosa, he shouldn't have treated you like that. Your skin is perfect just how it is." Miles said concerned. You then smile at his comment. "Thanks Miles." Suddenly, a voice then shouted out your name. "YO Y/N!"

You then turned your head to see the one and only. Dominic. Him and his friend group were down at the bottom standing watching you, some of them giggling on the side.

You then suck your teeth and walk down to him and his friend group backs up. "The hell you want Dominic?" You asked, annoyed at his sudden appearance.

"Damn you just gon come after to me like that? Not no Hi or Hello??"

"Just get to the point please." You roll your eyes.

He then looks you up and down and smiles. You then scrunch your nose disgusted at his sudden gesture. "You look great tonight" he says flirtatiously. "What are you tryna say?" You ask as your eyes widen. He sighs.

"Look the truth is..I've liked you for so long. And I can't take it any longer. I wish I said somethin' sooner, but I honestly thought you were the most beautiful girl I ever laid my eyes on." His friends then start Ooooing in the back getting hyped at him. You then sigh and take a deep breath.

"Look man imma keep it a buck but... I don't like you like that. First off you're extremely immature, your very toxic, you don't give a shit about your appearance, or hygiene. Uhh not to mention you couldn't even describe you're own personality like nigga you literally didn't fucking have one. You don't care about your grades whatsoever ever- you basically don't give a shit about yourself whatsoever, and you damn sure didn't give one about mine when we were friends from the way you treated me. So what makes me think you're gonna treat me better in a relationship?"

The way his friends faces dropped in shock from your reasoning was outrageous. "Woww okay you dirty fuckin monkey bitch! You just not finna get wit me??!" He yells. He then backs down when you then feel a sudden hand on your waist.

"Do we have a problem nigga?"

It was Miles. He then stared at your ex guy best friend with dead, narrow eyes. The then looks down in defeat. "N-no.. no we don't" he says walking away back to his friend group.Miles then noticed your face still full of emotion. "Cmon, let's leave." He says still holding onto your waist. You guys then walk out and walk around the school building, and he just hears you rant non stop about the whole situation and how much of a horrible person your ex guy best friend still was. "Y/n stop." Miles kept repeating, but you couldn't stop rambling about the guy.

"Ma please, stop." He says now assertively and taking you by the shoulders turning you to face him. "Oh...I-I'm sorry Miles, I didn't mean to-"Stop apologizing as well."

"Oh..okay, what's wrong?" You ask surprised. Your heart starts to slowly accelerate as you two were now face to face. You could feel his breath near your neck. "Because the second I heard and saw that man, and the way he treated you, I wanted to punch him so hard he gets a dislocated and broken nose, throw you over my shoulder, and take you home."

Your heart quickens in pace. "What?" You say faintly. "I'm saying I want to be more than friends Princesa." You two then stare at each other, him at this point pinning you against the dry brick walls. He then moves his hands to your waist and pushes you against him pressing his lips onto yours. You then slowly melt into the kiss returning it. You then wrap your arms around his neck as he then roams his hands around your body as if it's something new to explore.

He then goes lower to your hips and down to your thighs lifting you up. Feeling the fabric of your cargos. You then wrap your legs around his waist as he slightly grips your legs to not let you go. He then pulls away to look at you again. "I like you too." You say to reply to his comment earlier. He then starts kissing you around your jawline and down your neck. Tickling your neck slightly as you then hold your hands on his head. He then goes back to your lips and continues to kiss you.

All of a sudden, somebody yells your full government name. You and Miles stop kissing and turn to see your friend group catching you two in the act. "Called it!" Your best friend yelled. Miles then lets you down gently. "Sorry. I forgot to tell y'all I left" you say in embarrassment. "Girl it's nothin. But the game just ended Fr, so erybody kinda leavin. Yall wanna go get sum to eat wit us?" She asked.

You then turned to Miles and gave him a look. He approved and took your hand. You and your friends now walking to the car to head off as you text your mom on where you were soon to be.

#miles morales #miles morales prowler #across the spiderverse #spiderman #best friends #enemies to lovers #earth 42 miles x reader #earth 42 miles fluff #earth 42 miles x you

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chubbyheadquarters · 2 years

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can i request redson x mk's sister that always praises him and is just a over all fan of redson romantic please have a great day!

Of course! Hope you have a great day yourself!

Genre: Romantic

Pronouns: Female

TW/CW: None

Character(s): Red Son

Y'all meet when MK got the staff, but it isn't really until Stormy Weather that you're introduced as his sister. You're both fighting, since MK flung himself out the building, and here you are, complimenting his fighting skills. Mei eventually reveals that you're MK's sister. You? The sister of Noodle Boy? Now he can understand why the two of you were together the first time he saw y'all.

But then he becomes so confused. You're SUPPOSED to be his enemy, especially since he's fighting against your brother! And yet, here you are, cheering him on and admiring his "super cool attacks!" It trips him up sometimes and he gets distracted from his mission, but when someone points it out, he refuses to admit it.

You're supposed to dislike him! Him and his family have wrecked the city, he's fought against you-your brother! And literally calls you two nooDLE BOY AND SOUP GIRL- And yet, you never look at him with disguist or hatred. You've even defended him at certain points! He just...doesn't get it.

He'll think that all your praise is hollow and that it's just to trip him up-and that's what he WANTS to believe so badly-but you sound so genuine with your words and it's making him all warm inside and he doesn't know how to process these emotions-

When you had some of his noodles during the New Years Special, you complimented his cooking and how the spice level was just right. But THEN you just had to compliment how handsome he looked, which set his heart aflame and had him embarrassed, especially since his dad was RIGHT THERE-"No flirting with the customer." "Oh, sorry." "FATHER!"

With time, he definitely begins to grow an ego. He's gonna bring one of his inventions and show it off or he'll exhibit a new move and when you get excited, his mood rises so much. Of course, you get excited and ask how all of it works, which he's happy to talk about. His parents definitely notice.

They bring it up one night during dinner, and Red Son is absolutely embarrassed. They say that although you lack power and are a human, the fact that you make him happy makes you alright in their book. He tries so hard to deny what they're saying and that "She's just a formidable rival!" Yeah, okay honey, lie to yourself- 😐😑😐

It takes him a while to admit that he really does like you. He's not used to confronting all these emotions. He had to work on his inventions, prove himself to his parents, show no weaknesses. He has all these responsibilities to deal with, he doesn't need his emotions messing with him!

Love wasn't something he was looking for but he unintentionally found it. As hard as he tries to push it away, he can't. He's always thinking about you, wondering what and how you're doing. At one point, he musters up his courage and goes to confess to you.

When he does confess, he's such a mess and you think it's adorable. You accept with no hesitation and although he's kinda processed it, it isn't until later that night that he fully comprehends that you ACCEPTED and will be embarrassed all night long.

When y'all tell the others, Mk is obviously the first to know and he supports it! I mean, when you first told your brother about your feelings for the fire wielding demon, he panicked for like, 30 minutes before accepting it. He's just happy that his sister's happy! But he will warn Red Son not to hurt you, cause you're very important to him.

Mei's super stoked for you, but she isn't afraid to give Red Son a more firm warning. Sandy's fine with it and is very supportive! Pigsy and Tang still have their reservations, but if he really makes you happy, then they're okay with it.

Your compliments double and you're always hugging him after a job well done. Of course, he's still getting used to it, but after a little while, he's absolutely basking in your words and showing off "How absolutely amazing my girlfriend is!" And how "No one has a more supportive girlfriend than me!" The dynamic is so cute.

Sorry for any spelling/grammar errors! Hope y'all enjoy!

#chubby reader #lmk x chubby reader #lmk x reader #lmk x y/n #lego monkie kid #lmk #x chubby reader #red son x chubby reader #red son x reader

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( oscar isaac, forty five, cis male, he/him ) ☼ i know it’s a small town, but i run into CONRAD REYES every time i go to THE WIZARD'S TOWER. it’s like they practically live there and not THE MOUNTAINS for FORTY FIVE YEARS. it must be because they’re ARTICULATE and SELFISH. come to think of it, that’s probably why they’re a LIBRARIAN/TEACHER too. but i did hear they want to IMPROVE THE VALLEY, and sometimes they like to MINE. rumor has it they also like GOAT CHEESE, but dislike CHOWDER. what do you think?

meet conrad, your local pretentious librarian. he's valley born and bred, from a mother that's been in the valley for generations and a father that fled city life to join her and her family in the valley. they were quiet, and older parents, and his father was a big reader, so conrad spent many days indoors or at the valley's library. the greatest days of his childhood are when he got to go to zuzu city and visit its museum

went to the capital for college and then travelled around the ferngill republic AND the gotoro empire AND other countries that are unnamed because I don't know any more canon ones, and he will never, ever, ever shut up about his travels there. like a study abroad guy but worse.

eventually got a bachelors and then a masters in library science and settled back down in the valley with his parents because he loved it and them. he has an inflated ego about how smart and educated he is now, and has plenty of ideas about how to improve the valley. he talks to the mayor — and anyone else who will listen — about his ideas all the time.

eternal bachelor, manwhore extraordinaire. thinks because he's self aware about it it doesn't count as an issue. fuckboy who will break ur heart :( but swings all ways :)

huge joja supporter and wants to expand and build in the valley to make it a more viable farming town or a vacation town without losing its charm. thinks it could be revitalized and wishes to see it be more bustling. unafraid to butt heads with his neighbors over this. including his own mother, who is ancient.

deeply, deeply insecure and that's basically why he is the way he is. depressed sad man. loves the valley so very deeply and wants to do right by it, just has a bit of a pretentious capitalist man mindset about it. do you think you can fix him? vote in the poll below.

a teacher in town to all the valley's wonderful children, and damn good at it, in spite of all his other issues. he's charismatic, he's passionate, he treats the kids like they're capable. loves to take them on field trips around the valley so they can do things hands on, and is MILITANT about vocabulary and making sure they read plenty.

anti tv. doesn't own one. says it melts your brain. inexplicably watches movies.

pretentious loser. always has a book on him. smokes a pack a day and has a bit of a stardrop saloon problem, if you catch my drift. desperately needs to learn when to shut up. will quote pretentious quotes at you. performs his own original indie music at the stardrop saloon with his acoustic guitar. i wish I was joking too, y'all.

has a pet goat named yoba. but like, ironically... he makes and sells his own artisan goat cheese.

#too lazy to do a silly little graphic rn lol.... soon <3 #dew.intro #conrad.

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alykatsevents · 5 months

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She/they, pansexual and asexual, 19

Fandoms: hazbin hotel romantic male matchup please!

I have blueish-gray eyes with red hair that's in a side shave (like one side on my hair is shaved). I am chubby, I have tons of freckles except on my face. I like wearing emo style clothes or comfy clothes like hoodies and sweats. I hate dresses and shorts, I don't like showing off skin. I do have tattoos 3 of them for rn, legend of Zelda one, one about my mom and one about a trip I took.

Likes: anything with drawing/painting, games including board games.

Dislikes: driving (I refuse to get a driver's license it's a huge fear of mine.) I'm not scared of being in a car just driving it.

Isfp-t, I am a cancer. People say I have rbf (resting bitch face). Though I am really nice to people, unless they mess with the people I care about then I couldn't care less about them. I try to be helpful when I can. When I am around people I know, I can be loud and talkative (the loud part isn't on purpose it's just when I'm happy or excited and yes I have been told to quiet down or to shut up because of it.) I tend to put people a lot before myself. I don't really like talking about my personal issues to anyone and can be known as the therapy friend. It's the opposite though when I'm around people I don't know, I'll be quiet and not wanting to interact. I have adhd, depression and anxiety (wonderful I know). When I do get upset I don't talk and won't interact until I have calmed down. I do cuss a lot though I'm more careful when I'm around kids/people I don't know. If I have a fight with someone I prefer to sit and talk it out and hate it when they walk away from me when I'm just trying to talk to them. I tend to hide who I really am towards people, putting on a mask or a persona if you wanna call it that.

//if you need anything else just message me and thank you!! ♥️

I match you with...

Husk!

~Your description reminded me a lot of Angel Dust in general, So I thought this would be a good match up

~Husk spends most of his time at the bar, Fixing alcoholic drinks for you and if you don't like alcohol, he'll just make regular drinks for you

~He has the drinks premade for you when you first wake up

~He likes to keep y'all's relationship more on the private side, due to the fact he is deeply scared of Alastor holding you over his head

~He's not the best at drawing but he'll draw with you if you want him too

~He's rather insecure about his looks so that is something you'll have to reassure him about it, With him reassuring anything you might be insecure about

~He hates it when y'all fight so when your ready to sit down and talk, he's ready

~He adores your tattoos and traces over them when he can

~His love language is gift giving so he'll gift you drinks, pencils, colored pencils, anything you need

~He adores you but doesn't show it, He's scared it could be used against him, It's hell for fucks sake

~With both of y'all's resting bitch faces, anyone is anxious to approach yall

~He keeps reminding you to take care of yourself and put yourself first

~If you use fidget toys he keeps them in a drawer in the bar so anytime you need them, he has em for you

~Your the only one he lets touch his wings

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel matchup #Hazbin Hotel matchups #Alykat's matchups

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carefulfears · 1 year

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so saw your tweet about space. i mostly just think it's boring but i would love to see what you have to say about it !!

it is boring lmao. but i always really enjoy watching it. i have no deeper reason honestly i just like it. this is one that's very subjective i suppose, but i don't think it deserves to be disliked as much as it is, it's a good time!

it's very classic season one, opening on mulder and scully sitting on the steps outside eating sunflower seeds (being best friends) before they meet up with michelle generoo, mission control communications commander for NASA.

michelle believes that the space shuttle preparing to launch, on which her fiancé is shuttle commander, has been tampered with. she suspects that someone inside the space program might be sabotaging it, and has come to mulder and scully for help.

upon arriving in houston, mulder and scully cuddle up on this transpo to chat terrorism, the fall of the soviet union, and alien civilizations (best friend things)

when they make their way down the hall, mulder points out the posters that they're passing, recognizing the specific missions and telling her about them.

when they go to meet colonel belt, the man in charge of the launch, mulder giddily shakes his hand, grinning and stuttering as he introduces himself as a "big fan," tells belt that he was "a big hero" to him as a kid, and that he had stayed up all night when he was 14 to watch belt's space walk.

y'all!!!! this shit is so cute!!!!!

i love how much mulder just loves space, that this is something that's just for him, not about his family or rooted in anything traumatic. it's not even about the x-files or aliens, it pre-dates his interest in anything paranormal. it's just something that he loved as a kid.

when they go to leave, mulder says "it was an honor, sir," and scully quips "did you wanna get his autograph?" (best friends)

YOU GUYSSSSS i give up on the plot!! there is nothing to the plot of this episode!!! it's just mulder getting to go on a little field trip and i LOVE it!!!!

scully is so unbothered and unimpressed. mulder is giving michelle a thumbs up as though he is central to this space mission.

they watch the launch, and everything seems to go alright, as colonel belt is insistent that there is no issue with the shuttle. mulder doesn't believe that the colonel could possibly endanger the lives of his own men, and is inclined to agree that the report of sabotage is likely baseless.

mulder and scully head back to the hotel, goofing around the whole way. she starts off sarcastic and dismissive, though she can't help but break a smile at how gleeful he is as he talks her ear off about how "exciting" the launch was.

there is no other season where they could do this, just have fun and enjoy being together and what they're working on. they really are two kids on a field trip.

michelle chases them down at the hotel and tells them that there's a problem with the shuttle and they need to go back, but as they're following her back to NASA her car is run off the road by a figure she sees in the windshield.

i love this shot here of her holding onto mulder and him helping her out. one thing about women who need help, they instantly know they can trust him.

they make it back to NASA and a bunch of ghost alien shit happens, i suppose...they've lost contact with the shuttle and are unable to maneuver them into a safe position.

the next few scenes are fairly intense, as they are unsure of the fate of the astronauts and colonel belt continues to insist that the payload must be delivered, possibly jeopardizing the lives of the men in favor of appearances and money.

a moment for this episode's squad...mulder's goofy tie, scully's red pantsuit, michelle's cute sweater

he's sooo sad that his childhood hero is doing government cover-ups literally god forbid he have anything

when it's time for the shuttle to attempt reentry, michelle doubts that colonel belt has the best interest of the astronauts (including her fiancé) at heart, as the shuttle loses oxygen and they cannot find belt, the only person with the experience to know what to do.

meanwhile, belt has been having flashbacks to his own mission, where ghost alien shit happened, i suppose.

mulder and scully locate belt and bring him to mission control, as mulder continues to defend him throughout the ordeal, contending that as an astronaut himself he would never risk his own men. that he's the one who put them up there, he doesn't want them to die.

scully searches files at NASA and finds evidence that colonel belt knew about the shuttle's faulty valve, and went forward with the launch anyway, as belt continues to struggle with ghost alien possession things and collapses in his office.

while EMTs arrive, mulder pushes belt for information, telling him that he is going to save those men, and belt says that they need to change the shuttle's trajectory if it is going to survive reentry.

despite communication issues, they relay this message to the astronauts, who by the skin their teeth successfully land the shuttle at the last moment. mulder is the first to start clapping, and even scully has the biggest grin when news comes that they made it home.

mulder is a vital part of this space mission, actually!!

michelle is a sweet side character, i love these little friends they meet along the way.

his tie 😭❤😭❤😭

on my first watch, this scene offered so much insight into mulder for me. i still think of it often.

in the end, colonel belt has passed away, and mulder tells scully that something had possessed him in space. that he didn't really want to hurt those men or sabotage that launch, and that he thinks it was actually belt that warned michelle.

now, belt did effectively nothing but prioritize the payload and block their investigation. they found evidence that he was the one who sabotaged not just this shuttle, but others. mulder had to practically drag the information that ends up saving the astronauts out of him.

even if he wasn't sabotaging the launch out of his own volition, mulder still doesn't really have any reason to believe that he had benevolent intent, or that he secretly did want to save those men.

but as he later says in quagmire, he just sees hope in things like that.

#asks #justice for space!!#space #a less nice way of phrasing all this is that this is the episode that made me realize how truly delusional mulder is #because he does this all the time where he's like ummmm actuallyyyy that person gave their life for the good of the world??#bless him

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hopelesshawks · 2 years

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Fingers crossed that tumblr doesn’t delete my match-up profile this time 🥴

I’m a Libra 😏 My MBTI is a ESTJ but I’m actually pretty empathetic. My hobbies are reading, eating out, dancing, chilling with friends, and going on night walks. I like cats, the ocean, taking pictures, paintings, and having meaningful conversations with the people I care about. I dislike people who always think they’re in the right, toxic people, and I don’t like lamb chops. In terms of relationships, I look for ones that will allow us both to grow and be a stable source of comfort for each other. Uh I like to think that I’m a nice person, but the moment someone messes with me or someone I care about they’re ✨goners✨

Thanks again for taking my request even though it’s well past the event. I love tumblr sometimes 😍

lmao yep! Making up for tumblr eating your ask during my matchup event. The last part of my 600 follower event Literally more than 300 followers later 💀

also wtf that's so many more followers goddamn I love y'all

Ok I told myself I wouldn't choose Todoroki because that's too obvious so instead I match you with Eijirou Kirishima

Kirishima literally looks like he’s glowing as he drives you both out of the city, refusing to tell you your final destination. If you take the time to think about it and pay attention to the road signs, you can probably figure out where he’s taking you, but it’s adorable how excited he is for it to be a surprise so you let him have his fun.

About an hour goes by before you suddenly notice the coastline coming into view. Your eyes widen and Kirk’s grin does as well when he sees you take notice.

“Surprise! It’s been awhile since we made it out here so I figured a beach trip was overdo. I brought the camera locked and loaded with a new memory card so you can take as many pictures as you want,” he explains eagerly. As much as he wanted it to be a surprise you can tell he’d been equally dying to reveal it all to you and it’s hard not to giggle at his enthusiasm.

“Oh! And there’s a new restaurant that just opened near the beach we could try or I guess we could go back to the old place. Or we could try to find a club? If you want? I kind of didn’t really plan much further than getting us here,” He goes on to admit sheepishly but you just give him a soft smile before leaning across the center console to press a quick kiss to his cheeks.

“Thank you, it’s perfect,” you assure him as his cheeks go as red as his hair. It never gets old the way he still acts like a school boy with a crush when he’s with you, even though your school days are long behind you now. “Yea, well, it’s the least I can do to thank you for putting up with me.”

Neither of you actually say the words ‘I love you’ but as you watch the sun start to set through the windshield and Kiri links his fingers with yours over the gear shift, you both hear them anyway.

A/N: Again I’m so so so sorry this took fifty thousand years to get to but here it is, I hope it’s worth the stupid long wait 😭

#hopeless.inbox #hhrequests #it’s been so long I literally fucking forgot what my requests tag was for a second

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athenagc94 · 2 years

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Written in Rose Quartz

Chapter 1 - Unsuur/Builder Fic - Jasper

Hey, guess what, I finished that Unsuur fanfic I've been teasing for ages, which means y'all actually get to read it instead of hear me bitch and moan about it.

You can also keep up with it on my AO3 here.

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“Oh, and I completely forgot to tell you about this adorable little café in Walnut Groove. They had the best tarts. They infused the berry cream with lavender and it was,” Pablo kissed his fingers, “mwah, absolute perfection. I stopped by every morning to buy one before I went out to tour the other districts. I would have brought a few back with me if I knew they would have made the trip.”

Robbie chuckled as she stirred her sandthorn juice with her straw. “It sounds like you were far more interested in finding the best desserts in the city rather than the latest hairstyles.”

Pablo made a noncommittal sound as he toyed with the amethyst pendant around his neck—her parting gift to him when he left a month ago. It was meant to protect him while he traveled. She was touched to see he kept it despite finding her lapidary hobby (or obsession, as he so sweetly called it) a bunch of codswallop—his words, not hers.

“Inspiration can come from anywhere.”

Inspiration, her ass. This was his third trip to Walnut Groove in the last two months. He traveled often enough, but that was a bit excessive, even for him. Clearly, something kept him coming back—and it wasn’t the hairstyles. She’d been to Walnut Groove before and the overall fashion was a little too out there for his tastes. Heidi had her theories that it wasn’t something, rather, someone. Robbie just thought he got restless being in one place for too long. It happened to her plenty of times.

They had a running bet until they learned which it was—not that Pablo would ever tell them.

Robbie took a sip of her drink. It burned in the best way as it slid down her throat and warmed her chest. She coughed and managed a tight, “A full month is a pretty long time to gather inspiration.”

He shrugged.

“In the same city.”

Another shrug.

“Three times.”

The color rose in his cheeks.

She smirked. Got him. “Dontcha think?”

“What can I say? The city is inspiring.” His blush bled into his hairline.

Someone definitely caught his eye. Guess she owed Heidi a night out.

“No wonder you were gone so long.”

He threw his hands in the air and exclaimed, “I was gone so long because the idea of coming back here made me want to give myself bangs. Did you hear me? Bangs, Robbie, it’s not a good look for me.”

“Oh, come on, this town isn’t that bad.”

“Isn’t it?” Pablo clucked his tongue. “You’ve been here, what, almost a year now? I’m sure you’ve already figured out how boring this place is.”

Robbie disagreed. She’d traveled to a lot of places over the years and none of them were quite like Sandrock. Now, whether that was a compliment or not had yet to be decided, but she would never use boring and Sandrock in the same sentence. Commissions for the guild kept her pretty busy during the day and her nights were spent hunched over her latest jewelry project or having a drink at the saloon. Either with Heidi or Pablo, sometimes both, but it all depended on their schedules and whether they lined up.

She would rather this life than having to oversee fields of golden wheat for the rest of her life back in Highwind. She and plants never really saw eye to eye.

“If you dislike this place so much, then why do you keep coming back?”

“Because I think everyone deserves to feel pretty.” He took a sip of his drink. His lips puckered instantly. She had warned him sandthorn juice had a kick. He swayed more toward the sweeter drinks, but he insisted they get fucked up that evening—sandthorn juice was the quickest way to get that done. “Who else would make the people in this dying ghost town feel pretty if I wasn’t around?”

Robbie shrugged. He made a fair point. Without him around to dole out his sage advice on all things hair care, they were left at the mercy of people like Pen who thought slathering his hair with enough gel would distract from all the grease and sand gathering at his roots. “We do value your expertise.”

He scoffed. “I’ll believe that when you let me get your hands on your hair.”

He motioned to her wild mane of golden curls. She tucked them defensively behind her ears, but they popped right back out, sending granules of sand flying. That shit got everywhere. His nose crinkled as he brushed the sand from the front of his skirt. “You have a gorgeous head of curls, but they’re out of control. I found the perfect cut for you. I think it would compliment your face shape. Please let me style your hair.”

She batted his hand away as he reached to touch her hair. “I think you have plenty of clients. You don’t need my hair to fill the void.” She knocked back the rest of her drink and waved Owen over for another. He got to work, pouring more of the hazy green juice into a tumbler with a fresh squeezed lime—just how she liked it.

“Besides, don’t you have something better to do with your time?”

“No,” he groaned, “I don’t even have gossip to keep me going. The last thing to happen to this town was Owen’s failed love confession.”

The man in question shot him a half-hearted glare. He set the glass in front of Robbie and said, “The geeglers tried to overtake the town the other week. I think we have enough excitement in this town.”

Pablo waved him off. “Who cares. My clients were far more interested in the fact that you gave a professional potter a clay vase. One you didn’t even make yourself. She probably has hundreds of them lying around.”

“I tried to warn him about that.” She even slipped ground some blue lace agate into the clay to help fend off any potential rejection he might face, gentle as it might be from Amirah. It gave the pot a pretty periwinkle shimmer and Robbie thought it was some of her best work, but clearly, there wasn’t enough agate in the world to help Owen.

Robbie hid her smile in her drink. “Guess luck wasn’t on your side this time.”

His gaze flicked to her as if to say, Not you too.

She merely shrugged. The pleasant ripple under her skin was more noticeable now. He should know by now that no one was safe from her teasing, but she threw him a bone. “But at least she was polite enough to take it.”

“I imagine she wasn’t too keen to see a grown man cry,” Pablo chimed in.

“Y’all, it wasn’t that bad.”

It was that bad.

Robbie had stumbled upon them by accident. She felt second-hand embarrassment as Amirah thanked him with a polite smile and set the vase to join the rest of her collection—her vase paling in comparison to the ones she made. Owen had stuttered his way through a kind of, sort of confession that ended with Amirah making an excuse to go find Arvio at the shop and hurrying off in a half-jog. She’d never seen Amirah run before.

Bad didn’t even cover it.

Naturally, Robbie rushed straight to Pablo to tell him everything.

“I wasn’t tryin’ to confess. I just wanted to give her somethin’ nice.”

Pablo and Robbie shared a look. Poor guy. “Whatever helps you sleep at night,” he said, “Your crush on Amirah is the worst kept secret in town. It kept the crones at the salon fed for weeks.”

Owen flushed and turned his attention back to wiping down the bar. He liked to pretend like he didn’t find them amusing, but they were regulars and he was stuck with them whether he liked it or not.

“You’re terrible,” she told Pablo, “I’m beginning to think you only came back here to stir up trouble, then once you’ve made a mess of things, you’ll be off again.”

“Guilty.” He smoothed his green curls back into place, though it hadn’t moved. “If you want to keep me around a little while longer, you could always help make things a little more interesting for me around here.”

Her eyes slitted as he shot her a mischievous smile. She hated that smile. “And how would I be able to help?”

“Why don’t we make ourselves a little wager?”

That piqued her interest. “What are the stakes?”

“Kiss someone before the saloon closes for the night.” He traced the rim of his glass with a slender finger. “It’ll give me some fodder for the rumor mill that’s gone dry. It doesn’t have to be much. Just a little peck on the lips.”

She rolled her eyes. He knew she never half-assed anything. If he wanted a kiss, he’d get a fucking kiss.

“Our notoriously single builder finally shows a romantic interest in someone after a year of mingling with the locals. Who will she choose?” Pablo said with a flourish, “That’ll be enough to drive the clients wild for a month or two.”

“And what do I get out of this arrangement? I’m not exactly looking to be the star of the rumor mill here.”

“I can make it worth your while.”

She found that incredibly hard to believe. “How?”

“I thought you’d never ask.”

He pulled a small wooden box from his pocket and slid it across the bar. It was artfully carved from mahogany and stained a deep red. His devilish grin should have been telling and she should know better than to make deals with the devil, but her curiosity got the best of her. She opened the box to find a pair of dangly, gold earrings inlaid with veined blue stones. Her eyes rounded in surprise.

“Lapis lazuli.”

He hummed thoughtfully. “Your wisdom stone or whatever you’re always calling it. It was one of my great finds from my last trip. They’re yours if you win the bet.”

It was a terrible idea to even consider. Had Heidi been there, she would have talked her out of it—ever the voice of reason in their little trio. But Heidi wasn’t there. The whole debacle with the bridge ran her ragged and she needed the time off. Robbie didn’t blame her, of course, but balls, she could really use someone with a brain cell right about now.

“And if I don’t kiss someone before the saloon closes?” She met his unwavering gaze only to find them sparkling. Gossip always made him act like this. “What happens then?”

“What are you willing to give me?”

“I don’t have much.” Just her crystal collection, but he’d have to pry that from her cold, dead hands. “I didn’t come with much when I moved. Didn’t have much to bring, ya know?” Pablo nodded sagely. “Everything I have these days is for commissions.” She bobbed her head thoughtfully. “I guess I could give you my earnings for the next commission I turn in.”

“Deal.” He held out his hand.

No hesitation. Weird. Pablo normally liked to haggle. It was part of the game for him. Her mind swirled in sandthorn juice, so she didn’t dwell on it too long. She took his hand and shook. “Deal.”

“Robbie…” Owen inclined his head. “Uh, I don’t mean to eavesdrop.” He did, but no one called him out on it. It came with being the sole barkeep in a small town. “But you do remember what your latest commission is, right?”

“Yeah, the bridge trusses.”

He stared at her pointedly.

She stared back.

A beat of silence passed before she realized how royally she just fucked up. The ice rattled in her glass as she slammed her hands on the bar. “Oh shit, fuck me. I can’t give you that commission. That’ll finally give me the money I need for that workshop expansion. You know I’ve been saving months for that.”

“Sorry, love.” He didn’t sound sorry at all. “Deals are deals, but there’s an easy way to win this bet, ya know.”

She just had to kiss someone. It should be easy enough. Walk up to someone, ask for a little smooch and… She peered around the saloon and her heart plummeted. They were the only two there which was unsurprising seeing as it was well past dinner and Monday. Owen hadn’t even bothered to turn on the stage lights in the dining room and Grace left shortly after they arrived for drinks.

She turned back to Owen and gave him a quick once over. Not really her type, but it was only a kiss. Beggars couldn’t be choosers and she wasn’t above begging. A saccharine smile curved her lips. “Hey Owen, would you maybe wanna—”

“Nuh uh.” Pablo wagged his finger in her face and she was half-tempted to bite it. “He doesn’t count because he already knows and that takes the fun out of it.”

“I don’t mind kissing you.”

Of course, he didn’t. That boy was too nice for his own good. It would get him in trouble one of these days. Robbie pouted. “I don’t remember setting rules this time around. You’re only against this because you know no one would believe it if you told them Owen and I kissed.”

“Everyone knows he likes Amirah,” Pablo exasperated, “The rumor would die before it left the salon and I have a reputation to uphold in this town. It has to be someone else.”

Robbie ground her teeth. “I can’t believe I’m even entertaining this.”

Where was Heidi when you needed her?

Her gaze fell to her drink. Fat beads of water clung to the side of the glass, pooling on the worn wood bar. She should have thought things through—just this once. One might argue that there was no contract. No one said she had to give Pablo the gols from her commission if she lost the bet.

Only her pride.

And her pride always won out in the end.

She gripped her glass. “So, we wait then.”

He nodded. “We wait.”

Another hour passed, then a second. Robbie kept her eyes fixed between the doors, one knee bouncing like a desert hopper through the dunes. Someone had to stop in tonight, right? This was the only decent place in town that stayed open once the sun went down.

She shoved her hand in her pocket and brushed her thumb over the citrine she carried with her for good vibrations, but the stone offered little in ways of comfort as time ticked on. She should have brought the ruby instead.

“Times running out,” Pablo drawled in a sing-songy voice, “What’re you gonna do?”

The clock chimed on the upper landing. It was almost closing time and she wasn’t any closer to getting Pablo his gossip then she was when they started. At this rate, she’d lose several hundred gols in a matter of minutes and she’d have to wait on her expansion.

It never occurred to her just how much stuff she’d accumulate in a year. Her workshop was bursting at the seams and she needed the extra space. She was such a minimalist that all the clutter was starting to give her hives.

She set her empty glass to join the rest of them—four to be exact. The room swam on the edge of her vision and she couldn’t feel her toes. Owen should have cut her off two drinks ago, but the sandthorn juice kept flowing.

“Why’d you even make this bet if you knew no one was going to come in?”

“Because I was bored,” Pablo played with one of the tassels on his shawl, “And you twitch when you start to panic.” A muscle in her jaw feathered. “Just like that!”

She flipped him off. “Why am I friends with you again?”

“Because we’re both lost souls.”

Damn. Right again.

“Ya know, I really don’t mind kissin’ ya,” Owen said as he wiped out a glass near them, “as much I enjoy seein’ these bets blow up spectacularly in your face on any other night, I’d hate to see ya lose this one.” His cerulean eyes softened and reminded her of the waters of the Oasis. That look might work with anyone else, but it failed to rouse anything for her. “You worked hard on those trusses and you should get paid for it.”

“Ugh. Owen, you’re too nice.” Pablo sprawled out across the bar, a soft pink dusting his cheeks. He tried to keep pace with her, but gave up after two drinks. Lightweight. “I want this to be spontaneous.”

He arched an eyebrow. “It’s one kiss. I don’t mind takin’ one for the team.”

Robbie pursed her lips. Taking one for the team, huh? She liked to think she was slightly more desirable than that, but maybe she thought too highly of herself. “You seem really keen to kiss me there. Wouldn’t reflect well on you if Amirah caught wind of this rumor, now would it?”

His jaw clenched and she knew she struck a nerve. “I was just tryin’ to help ya out.”

She knew that, but her mood had taken a turn for the worse and she knew her temper wouldn’t faze Pablo. Owen became her unfortunate victim as the only other breathing thing within earshot. “Well, I don’t need your help. Besides, you heard Pablo.” She shoved her empty glass toward him. “I can’t kiss you.”

“I’m cuttin’ you off.”

About damn time. She’d be nursing a killer hangover in the morning. She could already feel the tension pressing down on her temples. An amethyst under her pillow might help—or not—but she could try.

“Don’t come cryin’ to me when you lose.” His voice lacked any bite. They both knew he’d bend over backwards to help someone in need—especially if they worked their tears on him. He was a sucker for tears. He swiped the empty glasses and the rest of the bottle of juice.

Smart man.

She would have definitely poured herself another glass to dull her frayed nerves.

“I’ll be in the back cleanin’ things up,” he headed toward the kitchen, “Don’t get into too much trouble, ya hear?”

As the door swung shut behind him, Pablo turned to her and said, “And you call me a terrible person?”

She cut him with a glare. They were both terrible people. It wasn’t a competition. “I’m sorry.” Her words slurred together and were barely coherent. “You’re not the one who’s going to be out hundreds of gols if someone doesn’t walk through—”

The bell to the front door chimed.

“Owen, my man, do you mind makin’ a last minute drink?”

She had never been more relieved to hear someone’s voice. Justice. She could work with Justice. Honestly, anyone would work be it boy, girl, yakmel—it really didn’t matter as long as she won. She spun in her chair as he pulled up to the bar, grabbed him firmly by the collar of his Civil Corps jacket, and mashed their mouths together.

It sucked. There were no fireworks or sparks or any of that mushy bullshit Heidi gushed over when she finished a new romance novel—not that she expected all that from someone like Justice.

Their teeth clacked painfully. He tasted like honey barbeque pork—his dinner, if she was to make a guess. Could he taste the beef noodles she had earlier? Or the sandthorn juice? Light, she probably reeked of alcohol.

Actually, that might be a good thing. She could play this whole thing off as a drunken mistake.

His mouth parted in surprise. Her common sense (or lack thereof) had the brilliant idea to take things a step further. Fuck Pablo and his stupid bets. He wanted a show. Fine. She’d give him a show. Her tongue slipped into his mouth and it coaxed a low, breathy sound that left an uncomfortable ache between her thighs.

It made her want to moan right back. In fact, she did moan. It came out before she could stop it. Robbie wanted to shrivel up and die.

Someone chuckled behind her.

“Uh, hey, Robs. What’re ya doin’ there?”

The blood froze in her veins.

That was Justice’s voice.

Which made no sense because her tongue was currently stuffed down his throat like some kind of horny teenager. The realization hit her like a kick to teeth. Roiling panic quickly replaced that pleasant heat needling her gut. Unless she wasn’t kissing him. She cracked one eye open, dreading who she’d find on the receiving end.

Unsuur stared at her with wide eyes. It was so unlike his usual stony indifference. His hands hovered over her shoulders like he was trying to decide whether to shove her off or not. Only then did the horrifying realization occur to her that her tongue was still stuck down his throat.

She was going to kill Pablo.

Breaking away, she licked her lips and said, “I—uh, I didn’t mean to…” She puttered off. What was she trying to say? She didn’t mean to kiss him? The kiss had been intentional, just not with him.

An awkward silence stretched between them. No one spoke, but she could feel every eye on her. It made her want to find the nearest quicksand pit and shove her head into it. The worst part of this wouldn’t be the rumor mill that spun out new stories every week. It would be the truth that would follow her the rest of her life.

She kissed Unsuur, or more accurately, she accosted him in some strange display for Pablo’s sick entertainment.

Pablo look like he’d hit the fucking jackpot with this. The gossip would keep the folks around her entertained for weeks. She could already imagine all the talk.

‘Bout time that girl set down some roots.

Finally! It only took her a year.

Why’d she pick Unsuur, of all people?

It was too much for her brain to process right now. She needed to get out of there before she did anything else she might regret.

“Sorry.” She straightened the collar of his coat for him and went to smooth the front of his jacket, then realized that would only make things worse. Her hand fell limp at her side. He didn’t speak, didn’t move, fuck, was he even breathing? She made the poor man malfunction like a furnace on a hot summer day.

This would have never happened if Heidi was here.

But Heidi wasn’t here.

And Robbie had no one to blame but herself.

“I should, ya know, really get going.” She stumbled past him and toward the door. No one stopped her—thank the Light—she wasn’t in the state of mind to try and explain herself. Her vision bowed around the edges as she fought with the door handle. She finally wrenched the door open and nearly tripped in her efforts to put as much distance between her and this whole situation.

This hangover would be killer, but sadly, not enough to actually kill her.

She would never be able to look Unsuur in the eye again.

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#my time at sandrock #mtas #mtas unsuur #mtas builder #mtas pablo #mtas owen #mtas justice

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flatstarcarcosa · 6 days

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All the asks for Slade OR Norman because I want to see that City Goblin attempt camping (dadbodsandbots)

@dadbodsandbots

☀️ - What "Summer" Weather is your and your F/Os favorite?

slade is immune to heat thanks to already having a body temp of like 105 or 110. i forget what priest said in that little pre rebirth blurb outside of 'soldier serum makes him run hot and makes him immune to viruses because they just die immediately'. i figure it also means he's not as bothered by high heats because of it. it ALSO probably means he gets chilly easier but you know he wont admit it.

norman likes summer because he can finally be comfortable inside his own house again. i'll leave the a/c at around 71-73 depending. during the winter i make him suffer by refusing to turn the heat up past a certain point because "FUCK YOU WE'RE ON COMFY COZY LOCKDOWN. PUT ON PANTS."

🏖️ - What beach type do you and your F/O prefer Stone, Tropical, Lake, River, or Sandy?

there is a nice lake not far from the vermont house that slade and i visit a lot and also the rivers for forg hunting.

norman wants tropical ass shit like the bougie mf he is.

🍉 - What is your F/O's favorite summer food to eat with you?

not to be american on maine again but. hammed borger. slade and i fighting for control of the grill at all times.

norman likes mangos.

🚕 - Do y'all take trips during the summer?

again i am a heat intolerant ass bitch so any trips slade and i plan are for the cooler months. it's also why he only gets me to the kenya ranch a few times. girl it's fucking hot.

norman's less of a 'trips at certain times' type and more of, again, a bougie ass bitch who will say things like "there's this restaurant in spain i haven't been to in a while do you want to head over there this weekend?" to which i say "never say shit like that to me again".

🏕️ - Do y'all like to go camping? If so, how do you prefer to camp? Primitive, Cabin, RV, Overlanding?

slade can camp in any conditions but honestly, he prefers cabins or RVs because "i did enough fucking tent camping when uncle sam was paying me i'm not doing it for free". (still brings mres though. fucking boot.)

norman thinks staying at a sandals resort is camping.

which i can't actually bully either of them about it too much bc despite how much i enjoy tent camping my health issues mean i just. am unable to do it. even in a smaller campground and a choice spot close to the bathrooms it's just not possible.

🥾 - What about hiking?

norman thinks a jaunt through central park is hiking.

slade and i enjoy hiking but again. my health horrors mean i can't do as much as i'd like.

🧊 - How do y'all prefer to keep cool during the summer?

once again air conditioning. my friend air conditioning.

📖 - Do y'all prefer to be inside during the summer?

heat intolerant ass bitch, yes i do. that said i like the evenings when the heat is dying off and there's a nice breeze. slade is a freak who will jog in the heat of the day because again, he's moderately immune to it.

norman dislikes being in the heat because he's a spoiled brat. one time the a/c broke in the upper floors of oscorp and he was so unhinged about it we all wished he'd just go goblin mode for a bit because that was less annoying.

💅 - How do y'all pamper yourselves for summer?

slade and i don't really do anything different.

norman thinks walking three blocks in summer heat warrants a spa day.

🕐 - How late do y'all sleep in on vacation?

slade is a freak that doesn't usually sleep in the normal sense anyway but can also only pretend to be dozing for so long before he forces me out of bed (barring any horrors meaning i need rest).

i think norman is unable to sleep in just because he's always on The Grind. if we're actually on a vacation it probably makes him so mad. i wake up at 10AM and find him on the balcony of the condo white knuckling the railing.

"i have been awake since five am and i want to know WHY-"

🎪 - Do y'all have carnivals during this time? If so, what is your favorite rides/activities at the carnival?

i love a good fair!! sure the rides are dubiously maintained and you could die but that's part of the fucking fun! slade can't resist occasionally hustling a carnie at a shooting game because they see a one eyed man approaching and go "lmao. easy mark."

"no more stuffed animals" ass mfs when they're countering shooting based ableism.

norman doesn't enjoy fairs like i do but he indulges me regardless. he's not as good at babysitting me as slade is and finds himself walking back from the bathroom in time to catch me wolfing down the last of a funnel cake or something else full of gluten and fried that i'm not supposed to eat.

#txt.txt #ship: wilson & wilson at large #long post #ship: masks & menace

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trelxwny · 6 years

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it’s game over for me boys...

#red dead redemption 2 #josiah trelawny #help #trelawny is so hot what the fuck #y'all tripping if you say you dislike him

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neko-nemesis · 3 years

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𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙤 𝙄 𝙛𝙞𝙩?

Diluc Ragnivindr x fem-bodied reader.

❗WARNINGS ❗: MDI (MINORS DON'T INTERACT OR EREN IS COMING FOR Y'ALL), 18+ sexual contents ahead, nsfw, angst at the beginning (read the important note please) , slow burn-ish(?), SPOILER ALERT ⚠️ (Diluc's backstory is revealed a lil) Hurt/comfort, Fighting, Hatefuck, Hard Dom!Diluc x reader (later the mf is soft asf mmm), oral (receiving), fingering, temperature play, degradation, outdoor/public sex, extreme spanking, mask kink (sorry I'm kinda a whore for masks >//<), praise kink (receiving), reverse comfort, making up, emotional!Diluc (idk, I just see him being vulnerable around those he genuinely trusts) anddd I think that's it. Imk if I missed anything.

𝑷𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒄𝒆: 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒎 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 2.5k

⚠️ important note: before becoming basically a smut writer, I wrote and was into Angst (a little too much, a little sus?), I still very much am ehe~. Don't mind me posting angst now and then 🤪. On a real note, please remember this is a work of fiction, I have no intention of making a character look bad nor romanticize arguments and problems in relationships. But I will say this, it's very real. No relationships is gonna be 💯%, never. Communication is a must <3 If this may seen triggering, please avoid reading this! I love angst because there's realism in it and writing about it with comforting/spiCy (joking) endings or even reading other amazing writers helps me cope with my own bs. Lemme know what y'all think of this and if I should make more of others. Reading shit like this sometimes is very heavy, so hotties y'all better remember to take care of yourself and remember that you're loved. Mwah 💋 <3

Note : Sooo, Im in the mid of writing something 'bout Albedo 👀 (stay tuned for that babez) so like suddenly I just blink and see that I've written this whole shit about Diluc /j 🧍🏻‍♀️ damn, my bad 🤪 ik hella crazy but it is what it is. Ohhh and I'm literally going on a trip to the beach literally in the morning buuuuut it's about drive, it's about powe- anyway, sorry I lagged irl. As I was saying, fuck sleeping 😩🤟 (/j, please don't be like my dumbass.) LEMME KNOW Y'ALL'S THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS as this is my first angst here and if I should continue 👽 and uh, oh yeah THANK YOU FOR THE INSANE AMOUNT OF FUCKING SUPPORT, BRO WHAT?!!?!! YALL GOT ME CRYING AND SHIT. THANK YOUSM 💓🫂 UDRHJEDJ okay enough, I realize how long this is getting, Oop$. Reblogs and notes are appreciated alot!! Suggestions/requests are very much open. (Ya gal's a little empty in the head sometimes, it's very much appreciated too >//<) Aite I'll shutup now though lmaojshdj- (-_-;)・・・

You stare off into the distance, you felt sick and lonely. You felt hurt. This is not what should've happened. You and him were supposed to be happy. Your hand digging into the flesh of your palm, leaving a crescent mark caused by your nails. The events from 2 days ago left you restless and emotionally exhausted in the middle of the forest.

You understood being in a relationship with none other than Diluc was not going to be rainbows and unicorns, you understood he disliked PDA, wanting to keep his reputation clean and just in general wanting to keep what you two share behind the comfortable door of the Dawn winery. But for the past few weeks, you felt as though you were getting ignored, just totally shoved to the side like it's nothing. Waking up to find the cold bed empty is not something new to you but doesn't mean it hurts any less everytime. You tried to understand his problems and tried somewhat of a helping hand to him but only to get pushed aside.

"Thank you for the offer dear but I'm fine."

"I'd like to do my work in peace, I hope you understand."

"Please shut the door behind you."

Biting your lips hard and blinking away the tears, you went on, letting him be and carrying on. You were a ticking bomb, tolerating things until you couldn't anymore. You weren't asking for much, you wanted to be in a more committed relationship, like marriage. You both weren't getting any younger and have been together for years now yet Diluc didn't see the necessities of that. You accepted that too. You weren't asking for much. Just his love and time was enough but unfortunately you were deprived of them too.

Your hands slam hard on the table, "Diluc I can't explain this enough, can you not see it for yourself how distant you've been?" You yell, being already tired of the argument. From all the stress and burden of running the Tavern and being the Darknight Hero by night has already taken a toll on him. And the start of an argument with you was the last straw. Cutting the string from which he was barely hanging on. "I don't have time for this." He mumbles, walking past you but you didn't cave in this time, you raised your hand and block his way. "You don't have time for anything anymore. It's now or never! You're not going anywhere, Diluc." You say, shaky voice and fury dancing in your eyes, "it takes two for a relationship! Two goddamnit!" You say, your hand weakly hits him in the chest, "I feel like I don't exist! You're overworking yourself and I want the fucking best for you-"

"Oh? you do?" He asks, mockingly, all self restraint going out the window. "Because hearing you complain like this rather tells me a different story." You cock up your brows in irritation, "Oh so now, caring about your health is complaining. You're being ridiculous" you gritted your teeth, Diluc now standing so close to you that it was almost comforting. What changed it though was the fact he leaned down enough to be inches away from your face as he chuckles, you can tell he's angry. "You don't understand anything, do you y/n? You do know well enough I need to be present in order for my business to run smoothly and by night, Im around Mondstadt making sure the civilians are safe because I'd be damned if I ever trust the Knights of Favonius ever again." He snarled, making you nervous but from the adrenaline rush, your anger didn't falter. "Say Diluc, where do I fit? Hmm?" You ask, diluc pauses and you can see the conflict behind his crimson eyes, he was taking far too long to reply to you. Well then, I guess you had your answer.

You look away for the first time and laugh as you realize how dull you started to feel. Visually it seemed like the colours around you drained and now only darkness took over. Without another word, you run out the door faster than you ever had and mindlessly without a sense of direction, you ran. You ran and ran, from between the grapevines, then through the forest. Only stopping as you gasped for air. Your lungs screamed for oxygen, your legs ached but that wasn't even the worst part.

You never heard him chasing after you, to stop you from leaving and it crushed you.

Now here you were, heartbroken in the whispering woods, picking up lampgrass flowers lazily, for what reason? you don't know. Maybe they reminded you of him. You laugh at yourself from how ridiculous all of this was getting. You hadn't dare to step inside the city nor go anywhere around the dawn winery in the past 2 days. The nature became your home, dipping in the lakes, sleeping under the open sky and living off of fruits and meals cooked on the camp fire. You just don't know what to do. Is this the end?

Are you two officially..broken up? Just like that? You remember everything back every moment and think if you became just too overbearing, s high maintenance person. If you were expecting too much, if this is all your fault.

Tears fill up your eyes again as you held your face in your hands, stopping yourself from another crying session. Footsteps could you heard and you felt unnerved. Your head shot up and looked around frantically, standing up fast and grabbing your weapon. Before you knew it though, red consumed your line of vision and the dull blade you had in your hands, which you were clutching onto for dear life goes flying off to somewhere you can never find it again as your back hits a tree. You yelp in shock, you weren't hurt though. Not when the familiar warm arms held your back and no matter how hard the impact was, you were shield from the blow. Your eyes widening as the face of the man you love stares back at you, the only difference was the mask he had on. His chest heaving for air but still, his expression of rage never falters. "You could've gotten yourself killed!" He yells at your face, your head roll to the side as a weak chuckle escapes from your mouth, "ah, the dark knight hero. You're suddenly very caring-" "Enough already!"

He huffs out air in frustration. You look past him as you tried to struggle out of his hold. "let fucking go, Ragnivindr." your loud voice rings out into the woods, radio silence taking over as his eyes watches you struggle, you could barely push him away. "You're not going anywhere." He mumbles, lowly.

"Just fucking go, leave me alone, fucking go away- go leave leav-" "fuck you." That was the last thing he says before his lips shuts you up soon enough. The kiss was anything but gentle. It was filled rage and hate. Messy and desperate yet the relief washing over Diluc made him light headed. Teeth clattering at times but most importantly, both of you fought for dominance, diluc's teeth often sinking down on your bottom lip as you try to pull away to breathe. "Fuck-" you tried to speak, "stop- I need to b-breathe." Pulling away for a second as the long string of saliva dripped down his chin, diluc could say one thing. "You don't need to, sweetheart." You almost agreed with him. From how desperate his lips kept getting on yours, felt like you were breathing for the first time ever after so long. You felt Alive in his arms.

Soon he pulls away, both of you were panting for air but Diluc left you no chance for that as soon as you both pulled away, your body was used like a rag doll as he now had you turned around and bend over. "Wai-" you were off by the sound of your dress getting torn up along with your underwear. You gasp as you felt his warm hand smacked your ass hard. "Now- say.." he begins, rubbing his hand on your bum to sooth out the pain as your lips trembled. "What should I even do to you." You hear him say next right beside your ear. You tried to speak but the exhaustion was catching upto you. "You ran away, you ran away from me." He mutters, using his vision to warm him his hands more as then proceeds to smack your ass harder than the last. The heat from his palm had you gasping for air. He groans at your cute little expressions and tears before chuckling as he notices your arousal dripping down your thighs, "I've just now hurt you and you're getting off to this?" He mumbles, his voice darkening with lust, amused even though it was not the first time, "Disgusting little whore." Again proceeding to hit you harder as you let out choked cries out of pleasure. "S-shut up" you cry out. Tears flowing down your face, which made diluc look fondly at you for a second before a small smirk creeps up on his handsome face, his mask making him look more ominous. "Oh yeah?" He asks, "it's pathetic to see you under the impression that you have any say in this?" He questions you as if you were stupid. You felt so little under his burning gaze but it turned you on so much more. You hardly can remember when was the time you both last had sex but this, you weren't complaining but doesn't mean you'll be obedient.

"Of-ofcourse I have a say in this!" You snap, his head lilts to look at you and Archons, you regret whatever you said. Darkness consumed the man's face. "Want to repeat that, darling?" He asks, in a mocking loving tone. You notice his jaw clenched under the moonlight. "I-"

The next moments were blurry. When you were back to your senses, you realized your body was barely covered by anything, the remains of your clothing on you barely did shit but you could hardly care about it as your head was now in the clouds. Under the tree, Diluc had his tongue buried deep inside your cunt, as your head lay in the grass. Though your hips were raised enough for the man to eat you out like a starved stray animal. The filthy scene as you glanced up had you clamping down on the wet muscle of his tongue. "Fuck, you taste good." His words came out muffled as he tried to dig in his face even deeper, not even taking a second away to breathe. It was like the man was really parched for days. He hummed as all he could think of in his head was to lap up all the juices that leaked out of you and drink you up. "S-slow down!" You tried to stop him, your hand raising up and clutching onto his hair as your tried to push his head away only to have him moan and lick and suck more greedily. Soon his gloved fingers accompanied and slipped inside you with ease and started pumping in and out of you with a rough pace. His groans vibrated on your weak spots, making you let out incoherent lines as you could barely think straight. "Cum on my tongue, fucking- give it to me now." He demands as he pulls away with a pop from sucking on your clit harshly, as if on cue, you let out a gutteral moan and silence scream staying frozen on your features for a bit as your eyes rolls back from the intensity. "Atta girl, aren't you precious?" he praises you as he smiles, feeling his heart flutter by seeing you so ruined, by him and for him only. "there's my good girl, my baby." Lifting you up, you barely had the time to catch your breath as his arm grips on your hip hard enough to have control and slams you down on his hard cock. The sudden stretch was not something you were prepared for, it made you tremble in his arms as he whines, feeling your insides grip onto him tighter by the second. He starts his brutal pace, fucking you while his mouth finds home between your chest you hug his head for deal life. Then he grips onto your hair, pulling back for you to look at him as his face glows bright red as he stares into your eyes. "Fucking damnit take it" he moans, "take it take it, you dirty little girl A-Archons please, goddamnit make me cum please please" you couldn't help but whimper at him begging, he was so lost, so high off you that he let down all his guards and begged you. "Please cum- cum on me, make me cum, please hahh" by now, he was making barely any sense. He really lost it all, tears forming in his eyes from the immeasurable amount of pleasure of drilling into you while he looks upto yours, you were already sobbing at his harsh thrusts. "You. Are. Mine" he thrusts in slow and deep in-between his words as he drools, slurring on his words as his thrusts becomes sloppier. sucking on your nipples, he whines louder and louder. Muttering your name like a mantra. "Y/n i- fuck I'm close I'm close, I'm gonna cum and you're gonna take it o-okay?" With one last thrust, he emptied himself as he fills you up. From the second intense orgasm, you passed out of exhaustion.

Sometime has gone by and you wake up to the sounds of sniffles. Opening your eyes slowly and adjusting to the lights, you realize it's early morning, right as the sun begin to rise for the start of a new day. You look around and realize you're in the Dawn winery, in Diluc's room. You look to the side to see Diluc, silently crying as his comforting hands slid a warm cloth down your thighs in order to clean you up.

You tried to get up, which catches the attention of your boyfriend finally, he looks away, wiping tears away fast as he slows you down and instead helps you up, bombarding you with questions. "Are you okay love? Do you need something? Are you too sore? You've been out for days, Barbatos knows what on earth you've relied on for food. Are you hungry? Wait let me get adelinde-" you yawn, cracking into a genuine smile, "No I'm alright, stay" your tired hand lift up to caress his cheek and he buries his face into your palm, seeming very touch starved. Without his dark knight hero mask, you noticed how tired he looked, incredibly broken even. It broke your heart to see him like this."What's wrong Diluc?" You ask, concerned.

He couldn't take it anymore, he crumbles.

He crumbles like the day when his father died.

He crumbles like the day kaeya confessed about his dark secrets.

He crumbles like the day he realizes he's truly alone.

He crumbles like the day you left, falling down and never being about to stand back up and run after you.

Pulling you into a deep embrace, he cries his heart out. All of his walls has fallen down over the fear of losing you too and he was not about to watch and stand by to see you gone, like the others.

"I failed you." His voice comes out broken, "I treated you like shit god knows why, i won't- no. I can't CAN'T let you go please, I'm sorry I'm well aware it's selfish of me but just I'm so fucking sorry-" he begs, you coo and brush his hair to calm him down, whispering words of love and acceptance. The sincerity in his words are enough for you. He felt like he doesn't deserve you. Already being forgiven so easily, it hurts him.

This is who he almost lost.

Hugging you tighter, the early morning passed with him kissing you with love and apologies to which you'd reply with acceptance until you fell asleep, being secured and feeling loved again in the arms of whom you wanted only. As for Diluc, he was in the brink of collapsing but he couldn't, wouldn't stop staring at your sleeping form, it was like a fallen angel is in his arms. He couldn't help but let out the cries that re-surfaced again. This time over relief. You came back, you accepted his sins, you forgave him, you took him back with open arms even when you were wounded. And he'd be a damn fool to lose you over his own ignorance. You may have forgiven him but he hasn't, he counts down on days and plans on everything for the upcoming days where he'd do everything in his ability to make up for everything and be worthy for your love again. You are his comfort, you are his home.

He smiles as his eyes darts back to look at the little box in the nightstand before looking back at your sleeping form.

"And the day starts from today." He thinks to himself, as he falls into deep slumber on top of you, holding you and never planning to let go.

xxx

Edit: forgot to mention how much of a whore I am for this man, alright that's all. Thank you for listening to my tedtalk, love you guys <3

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