#Are they married?? exes?? dating?? Where Did They Get Their Child

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Hey Syn, I have a very serious question: do you think Matt and Frank can co-parent or would these two be constantly at each others throats?

I mean, they have a lot in common but the way they deal with it is so completely different.

Not to mention that Frank sees Daredevil as a pain in the ass and above the "dirty work" aka killing while Matt condems Franks killing spree. Or their background concerning family (Matt = his dad and Stick; Frank = old parents who didn't know how to control him + Maria and their kids)

I mean, it really depends very heavily on the context.

Like, if you pull them out of canon as they are, hand them a random baby, and assign them to raise it like it’s a flour sack for Health class, then that’s gonna be a hard no. They hate each other, Matt definitely does not want to be a parent, frank wants to be a parent but of like, his kids, specifically, and neither of them are going to want to cooperate on an indefinite basis. They would find the nearest fire station and leave the baby on the steps. But, in the spirit of the question, I think it’s important to note that parenting is something you do not something you are.

Like, it’s a million little choices stretched out for as long as both you and the kid is alive. Decisions you make in the interests of the kid. So, lots of room to fuck those choices up. It’s extremely difficult being a parent, I don’t want to diminish that, but you don’t get whacked with the parent stick once you become in charge of a child. It’s something you have to pick, again and again and again, multiple times a day, seven days a week, including holidays, and a lot of parents don’t pick to like, be parents.

It’s about putting your kid first, and doing what you think is best for them. Sacrificing for them if that’s what it takes. Teaching them not to be a serial killer and taking an interest in them and trying to keep them emotionally, physically, and mentally healthy. A million different things. So, for me, the question isn’t more if they can co-parent, but what, if anything, is a situation where they’d both be willing to take on the responsibility of parenthood together, and then we hit whether those choices you make as a parent are gonna be the same for them.

A few notes:

1. They fucking hate each other.

2. They agree on nothing.

Which is really bad for co-parenting because 1) kids can tell when their parents fucking hate each other, and 2) you need to agree on like, parenting at the very least, or you’ll constantly be fighting.

Really, it’d be a matter of finding the hyper specific situation where they have to make it work for the kid and neither of them are willing to walk away.

Because like, hating each other, not agreeing on anything—those are mindsets, not choices. They still have to make choices. Hypothetically, they could choose to suck it up, be civil, and learn to cooperate for the sake of the kid. I just see very few instances where that would ever happen.

It sounds mercenary, but it’s cost and worth, right? It costs mental time and energy as well as physical money and resources to raise a child. Stack on the costs of having to do it with a guy you fucking hate, and the cost of raising a child is enormous.

The thing is, with Matt and Frank, it’s not like the traditional routes of accidentally finding themselves coparenting is open. Like. Okay. One of them cannot accidentally knock up the other, if we’re starting from canonical sexes assigned at birth and assuming like, no mpreg. They have no way of finding themselves with a biological offshoot of the two of them combined. Before we get to the logistics of “would they be able to work out co-parenting logistically,” any mutual kid of theirs is going to first have to jump the hurdle of getting them to choose to co-parent in the first place. This is going to be the step they almost inevitably fail at.

Choosing to parent a child when you're one of the two most unstable men alive is a big decision. It's an even bigger decision when the other parent is going to be the other most unstable man alive. And that big big decision gets even bigger when you simply fucking hate the other guy. So if Matt and Frank are facing the threshold question of "Are we willing to raise this child?" they're going to almost inevitably say, "No, we need to leave this kid on some nice fire station steps."

And I don't want to make it sound like the kid isn't good enough for them. It's more that if Matt and Frank are being faced with the very important decision of deciding whether they are what's best for this child, they're almost invariably going to say "Absolutely fucking not, get literally anyone else."

Because honestly? Matt and Frank are almost never the best case scenario for a child. Matt's business model is "trust in Jesus to provide for the light bill, yes we will accept half a banana and this 1997 copy of the phantom of the opera as payment for our expert legal services, god bless and amen." Frank does not have a single legitimate income stream. Both of them are profoundly mentally ill and would not get therapy at gunpoint. They've both faked their death on multiple occasions, depending on what canon you're talking about. Falling completely off the grid and having all of their loved ones sobbing at their funeral is a repeated life event for them. Both of them could actually die on any given day. There's warrants out for their arrest. There's probably a shoot on sight policy for them. they both have a proclivity for collapsing, bleeding and dying, to the floor. I'm not convinced they know how to file their taxes.

Matt and Frank electing to take a child in involves a much higher level of choice than having an accidental biological child. If we're like, living in the mpreg or gender bend world or whatever and accidental pregnancy was on the table, while termination would be an option and a choice they could make, they have time to plan and get their shit in order if Frank decides he wants to go for parenting round #2 and Matt like, presumably has an undiagnosed head injury or something if he's decided to voluntarily continue his genetic line.

If they are taking in a child, then that is an immediate choice they have to make with immediate consequences. They don't have nine months to get into more stable positions--the child is standing right in front of them in need of a home, has a set personality, has unique and tangible needs and problems, and their life is probably in fucking shambles if matt and frank are even in the running for consideration. At this stage of the game, Matt and Frank are almost always going to say "Hey, I've developed a great deal of fondness for you, in this, our time saving you from that faceless drug lord or whatever brought your life to such a state of crisis. But i'm sort of a fucking mess and there has got to be a better option for you out of the 7 billion people on earth. i will personally find them and make sure you have a home, but it's not going to be with me."

Frank loved Amy in Season 2 of the punisher, but he still sent her off to live in a different, more stable home. "Being raised by the Punisher and daredevil" is just not a very good environment for a kid. It's going to be really really hard to ever get them to consider coparenting simply because them parenting a child at all is not going to be good for the child, and they will find them a different home.

Honestly, the only thing that could really tip them into deciding to take in a kid would be 1) if the kid's life is just that fucked to begin with and 2) overwhelming emotional complications making it so they can't give the kid up.

TO BE CLEAR i am not making any promises about the "these stupid hells we keep" verse but lisa actually happens to be a perfect case study, so we'll bring her in for illustrative purposes.

Lisa actually just is in a unique position where her life is that fucked. Matt only decided to take her in in the first place because the chaste put him in a bind. On a psychological level, Lisa needs some major help right now. She needs support to do it. But she can't get it, because she can't tell anyone about what happened to her without putting them in immediate risk of the chaste and/or hand killing them. She also doesn't want help to begin with, and wouldn't reach out for help and let people in with the way she is right now. Even if she did, Stick's brainwashing was so fucked that it makes it hard for most average adoptive parents to be able to help with that level of abuse.

Matt doesn't even know if he can find the chaste, let alone take them down. Even if he did take down the chaste, he'd effectively be taking out the only force keeping the hand in check, so now the world may fall to fucking ninjas, who also may go after Lisa. On the other hand, Matt would conceivably be able to provide her the support she needed. He already knows about the dangerous facts, so they don't have to worry about him being killed for knowing. He has none of the problems that almost every other adult on the planet would have for lisa's willingness to open up--he's on the inside of Stick's special group. She sees him as someone like her. He can start chipping away at Stick's brainwashing--if he got his shit together and stopped being such a fucking mess. prayers for him on that. it's the fact that Lisa's interests are so boxed in by the threats on her make the chances of Matt and Frank's co-parenting coming into play much higher.

That being said, if matt knew "murder dad" was an option in therianthropy, he probably would have said "good luck and god bless you seem like you have this under control" and fucked right off to be mentally ill and unstable in peace. Frank is sufficiently dangerous enough on his own to keep lisa safe and, as her father, may be a better candidate to give her support. Like, Matt wouldn't leave her life entirely, but he'd be like the sitcom neighbor who shows up on the occasional special episode and helps her through her brainwashing. Matt legitimately only gets to the threshold of "willing to be this child's permanent adult figure" if there are literally zero other options. And I specify adult figure because matt in hells verse very much is thinking of himself as less of lisa's father and more of her adult roommate who can claim her on his tax forms now. he's the spencer to her carly at best.

Lisa is Frank's daughter. There is not a world where he is willing to walk away from her. So he would have to ignore whatever logistical issues there were and find a way to make it fucking work. Matt is one of those logistical issues, and the question is whether Frank decides to resolve it with like, fuckin' couple's counseling or with kicking matt in the ribs.

The other question is whether Matt stays if there is another option.

Because say like, the day after therianthropy ends, Frank Castle shows up on their doorstep ready to take Lisa back in. He hasn't gone on his murder spree yet, amen and god bless, and won't be doing it at all. It's weird that you asked that question, actually, who would even think of such a thing. He has a daughter to raise and will be devoting his time and effort to that.

Matt's already pretty emotionally involved. Like, he already loves Lisa, even if he may not be able to admit as much. But he's very much still in the capacity of doing this as a necessary evil. He does not view himself as like, a good option--he took in Lisa because he viewed himself as the only option. If he has another option? He'd probably bow out pretty immediately and call it a near-brush with adult responsibility. If there was more time to establish a relationship with Lisa?

It sounds bad to say, but it's really hard to say whether Matt would decide to stay not as legitimately the only living candidate on the planet, but as a voluntary parent, just because he loves the kid in question. It goes more to his own doubts as to his ability to be a healthy influence than his ability to love a kid. He just has a lot of issues and he knows that it wouldn't be good for a kid to be dealing with his spiral. It'd definitely require a lot of growth and healing on his part. But it would take this kind of extreme circumstances to even get to the threshold question of "is matt even willing to try to be a parent?" and he will dive back over that threshold if another option arises.

For Frank, it would be more of a question of getting him to understand the severity of the situation. Frank is very stubborn and set in his ways. To get him to accept co-parenting with Matt, especially as Lisa's like, actual father who has some primacy in this situation, he has to accept that Matt's someone who should be in Lisa's life. It would be a question of whether he actually grasps the depths of what happened to Lisa and the things that make Matt good for her life.

Honestly, I just think that the circumstances to get Matt and Frank to agree to coparent in the first place would have to be so hyper-specific and extreme that it'd almost necessarily exclude them as coparents. That being said, the fact that the circumstances would have to be that extreme actually goes in favor of matt and frank working out coparenting. Like, the situation is already fucked beyond all hope if they are the two parenting options on the table. If they had a kid that needs them that badly, and that they loved too much to leave, then they're going to be in the position where they have to work it out. If they don't, they'll fuck up the kid.

Will they be perfect parents together? By absolutely no stretch of the imagination. They are going to fuck up so bad and so often. But, at their core, they do care deeply about the people they love. They're going to try fucking hard to fix their fuck ups and do better. It would be messy and painful and absolutely riddled with mistakes, but I think they'd conceivably make it over the finish line at the end of the day out of sheer burning necessity.

It does help that most of their biggest problems are going to likely be sidestepped. Like, take Matt's "no kill" code versus Frank's "yes kill" code.

They're going to dodge it just because neither of them are likely to actually want a kid to turn out like them. Like, if they're raising a kid, it's not for the kid to be the robin to their batman. They're not raising them to fight crime. The core of the issue ("How do you ethically run a vigilante career") is going to not come into play because they're probably not raising this kid to be a vigilante. It's probably going to be a very touchy subject that Dad and Other Dad simply do not discuss ever.

Honestly, thoughts and prayers for the very confused couple's counselor they're going to have to get, because they'd have to learn how to bear each other's personalities sooner rather than later. But if they don't figure it on their own, Karen or Foggy is going to threaten their lives and manhoods if they don't get their shit together and take care of that kid properly. They'd have to either come to a truce or find a different living situation for the kid, because it'd be toxic to raise a kid in a household where they actively fucking hate each other.

Daredevil and the Punisher is an entirely separate can of worm. Are they both keeping up the vigilante career? That's a huge problem independent from their relationship--they are constantly risking death or prison, and it's going to be stressful for the kid to have them come home injured constantly. If we assume neither of them are giving it up, eventually they're going to have to either come to some kind of middle ground as to working together or take a very extreme "leave it at the office" approach where they simply do not ever talk about it at home ever. Like married professors who are academic rivals.

The is a very long way of saying that it's incredibly unlikely that they would ever willingly coparent and it'd be a non-issue, but if they did end up in a coparenting situation, then they'd probably manage it. It'd take a lot of fucking work and would be extremely far from perfect, but they would presumably love the kid and put in the Herculean effort required to actually exist in each other's presences for an extended period of time.

#matt murdock #frank castle #asks #like do i think it's in the least bit probable NO #but somewhere out there in the multiverse captain america married female tony stark #and johnny storm married reed richards #both of which are wild fucking comic book plots that we all have to live with #so sure #somewhere out there in the infinite cosmos frank castle and matt murdock are having a very tense appointment in a couples counseling office #their very confused therapist does not know What They Are #Are they married?? exes?? dating?? Where Did They Get Their Child #they're never going to be World's Best Violence Dads but they would really love the kid and try hard #the kid would live to see their 18th birthday (probably) and be mostly happy and HOPEFULLY not a serial killer #jury's out on that last one

[radiance1]

Another link to this post. Meet the parents style.

So, Danny and Jason have been fake dating for a while now, and ended up marrying each other solely for tax benefits. Also, they got cool ass fucking friendship rings that they just couldn't not wear everywhere and being married is convenient so...

Anywho, so Jason has met Danny's parents but Danny hasn't met Jason's parents. Danny knows that he has some ties with the vigilantee scene due to being a Crime Lord-he still doesn't know what to think of his parents connecting the dots immediately when they only met him once while it took him more than that while living with the guy.

He thinks Jason may have been an ex-vigilantee at some point before turning to crime.

Then Danny gets blinded by rich people aura when he finds out that his bestfriend is the long thought dead child of Bruce Wayne. Frankly, he's insulted.

You mean to tell him that his could've been buying ice cream from that high class place all this time!? He shook (literally he grabbed and shook him) that point into Jason, he doesn't care that Jason never told him he was rich but he could've at least bought some high class ice cream once in a while.

Jason who was busy solidifying his power as a crime lord, avoiding his family and making sure not to leak his identity at all: I'm a literal crime lord, and the only thing you care about is me not buying you ice cream?

Danny: YES!!!!

Jason: Dork.

Right anyways, so Jason takes Danny along to meet Bruce and his fam but did say as soon as he started being uncomfortable they're leaving. The batfam is a bit blindsided by Danny, because they thought Jason was bringing his partner but its good to also get a feel for Danny's personality.

Danny and Jason did what's normal for them when Danny starts getting comfortable around the manor full of things that cost waaay more than his rent. Like half-heartedly insulting each other, being snarky, leaning on each other and other such things.

The batfam start thinking that there's more there than they know of. So they start watching a bit closer and ask a few round about questions that fly over Danny and Jason's heads. They just forget they're married often, unless it's regarding taxes.

All of this sends the wrong message when they walk into the same room and, being nosy, one of the batfam comes up to the door and uh. They hear the bed moving quite a lot.

So.

Meanwhile, Jason is trying to wrestle with Danny because this man does not pick a lane. He'll either be the human octopus (who is cold as hell) Jason has ever seen, he'll try to kick him off the bed in his sleep as if Jason personally offended him in some way, or he'll sleep in some wacky position that interrupts Jason's sleep. The last one is tied to the other two, however.

So, Jason has to frequently wrestle this man into a proper position where they both manage to get some sleep and it wouldn't have been so bad if Danny wasn't a goddamn sleep fighter. He would know, he had to nurse a bruised jaw for a few weeks.

Why do they sleep together? Listen, when you're in an apartment with not a lot of money, you gotta cut costs where you can alright?

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #dcxdp #dc x dp crossover #Danny and Jason are platonically married #I'm not gonna put this in the post but I had a random thought of Jack and Maddie meeting Bruce Wayne and they instantly clock him as Batman #It's not even Maddie #Jack just took one look at him and sniffed out something sus until his himbo brain connects the dots to him being Batman #The thing is they managed to find this out with barely any evidence so they think they might be wrong without knowing that they're actually #right #Anyways #Jason is tired of this mfer Danny and how he sleeps #Every time they go to bed Jason walks into their shared bedroom like he's about to wrestle a fucking bear #The batfam think they be fawking but they actually aren't it's just Jason wrestling to get a good night's sleep #Why did I make this? #I have no clue

[mari-the-bimbo]

First things first. I love your writings. Especially the ex-husband ones❤

Two I hope you don't mind me requesting a ex-husband geto?

-🌼

Ex husband Geto

A/N: Ohhh you ATE with this idea I’m getting butterflies just thinking about it 😫 Happy late valentines my loves!! 🫶🏽💗

Ex husband Geto is a terrifying blend of ex husband Gojo and Nanami’s worst traits. He is extremely unhinged like his white haired best friend but good at playing nice guy like Nanami.

He’s ‘respectful’. Always paying a sum of money to spend on yourself as well as child support, always bringing chocolates when visiting, always insisting to stay over and help out with your daughter when you’re on your period (he knows your cycle because he refuses to log out of your Flo partners account from back when you were married hehe), and he does it all with a small smile on his face.

He loves his precious baby daughter so much! She inherited his dark hair but your enchanting eyes and smile. His eyes soften at the way she giggles just like you when he presses kisses to her rosy cheeks. His little girl loves playing with her dad’s long black hair. He was born to be a girl dad.

However Geto still struggles with boundaries. You try to shake it off when his fingers touch your waist or when he ‘accidentally’ still calls you sweetheart. “sorry bad habits” he dry chuckles. He’s admitted he’s struggling to get over his feelings for you so you try to be nice about it.

But what you can’t shake off is the way he always happens to know where you are, or he always happens to turn up just before a date, or the way he always whispers a question to your daughter when you leave the room.

Geto’s fixation with you definitely makes his own mental wellbeing spiral, but this man is self aware, this man knows the effect you have on him since the day you left.

So if you ever had the audacity to break his heart and see another man behind his back, it’s over for you.

You’ll be confused when you hear the doorbell ring at 11 in the night. Once you spot the familiar black Bugatti, you open the door, “Geto? The kids are at my moms so-“

“And why’s that y/n?” he cuts you off, his chilling voice suddenly calling you by your actual name rather than sweetheart, as he barges into the house and towers over you, black stands of his hair falling forward.

“You just throw your daughter away to go on dates?” He accuses you and the change from his usual gentleman demeanour unsettles you as his dark eyes burn into you.

“W- what are you talking about? I’m allowed to go on dates and take my daughter to her nans Geto! And how did you know I-“

“You knew-“ he seethes as he inches closer to your face. “You knew I’m struggling to get over you but I’ve been so nice to you and this is how you thank me?”

Some part of your subconscious knows you don’t owe him anything but the rest of you wants to give in. You gulp down your nerves but it was futile in front of a man who could easily have his way with you.

You take a deep breath before beginning, “listen Geto, I’m sorry.. I didn’t mean to hurt you, that’s the last thing I want.” Is it?

“Don’t let it happen again” he says in a voice that is so soft, contradicting his threatening words. But you know best not to take it lightly.

See that’s the thing with ex husband Geto, he lures you in with his sweetness so well, you become too scared to get on his bad side, you always want the good side.

You watch him place a bouquet of Japanese pink camelia flowers on the table, making your eyes widen. “Geto-“

“I came here to give you some flowers for valentines” he explains quietly, “all I wanted was to show you my feelings are sincere whether we’re married or not” he guilt trips you and you know you’re falling for it when he towers over you and holds your face in his large hands. You always do when it came to your beloved ex husband.

So you’re complicit when you picks you up and places you on the sofa, his large hands move to your thighs, groping and kissing them, chuckling when you gasp at his fingers fiddling with the lining of your underwear.

“I know you just needed some love sweetheart, but you don’t have to go to other men, that’s what I’m here for” he convinced you as he ties up his long black hair but his eyes are still interlocked with yours.

And that’s how you always end up getting fucked by your psycho ex husband. Legs dangling in the air as you scream while he gets all the right spots with that skilful tongue of this.

Pink camellia flowers (aka/ tsubaki) are known to express a deep romantic longing and persistent desire.

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[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

𝐍𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 • 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐦

Summary: Can you write a fic about reader and Jude angst (like heavyyyy angst yk?) and then the reader and Jude are not on speaking terms anymore but something about the reader’s past happens and she doesn’t know where to go but to Jude and at first he’s shocked to see her at his doorstep but he lets her in and at first it’s awkward word exchanges but Jude notices her holding her tears back and tries asks her what’s wrong and she’s just like “it just hurts, so bad” and then fluff and then they get back together and just pure fluff-heavy on the angst(lmao I’m on my period can you tell)

Genre: angst, fluff

Warning: dad issues, break up, ex Jude

Pairing: Jude Bellingham x f reader

Word count: 1k

Author note: I honestly don't know what this is but oh well

Jude Bellingham Masterlist right here

Enjoy

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Your relationship with Jude ended abruptly. You don’t know how it happened so fast. One minute you were talking, the next you were packing your bags with tears in your eyes.

That was 3 weeks ago and you still haven’t recovered from it. Jude clouded your memory like a plague. You been with him for so long before it all ended he just became apart of you. You loved him so much but unfortunately you had to let him go.

--

You sat in your apartment, TV on, but you weren’t even paying attention to it. You were stuck in your thoughts until your phone rung.

It was a call from your dad. You haven’t talked to him in years. The last time you did he gaslighted you and then abandoned you. What did he want after these many years?

“Hello?”

Your dad’s booming voice came on the other end of the phone making you cringe. He began to explain how he had found someone and how he was about to marry her after getting her pregnant. You pity the unknown woman and child who has to suffer his mental abuse.

“Why are you calling and telling me this?” you asked stopping his rambling. Your dad paused for a second before speaking.

“out of all people I thought you would be the happiest for me.”

You scoffed, laughing at his stupidity. “happy for you? After you emotionally abused me, treated me and my mom like shit and left us when we finally stood up for ourselves? I’m not going to be fucking happy for you. I feel pity for that child who has to grow up with you.”

A brief silence went by before your dad’s voice echoed through the phone. Anger laced in his voice as he spoke.

Lots of disgusting words flowed from his mouth. “I hate you” “you were a mistake I wish you were never born. “ “I hope you die.”

You wish you didn’t take any of it to heart, but you did. You always do.

After a bit you ended the call, no longer wanting to hear his insults thrown daggers at you.

You threw your phone at the end of the couch and groaned. You ran your hands down your face.

You hated him so bad it made you feel physically ill.

You didn’t notice you were crying when you pulled your hand away from your face but you were. You guess all the old memories flooded your brain and made you remember how horrible of a person he truly was.

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You don’t know how you made it to Jude’s doorstep. Jude always knew how bad your relationship with your dad was and he was always there for you when you were dating.

You knocked on the door softly. The tears that were on your face were wiped away as you waited for the door to open.

The door swung open revealing Jude. He looked exhausted just like you were. He was taking the breakup hard.

“y/n, why are you hear? Did you forget something?” Jude eyebrows knitted until he was the tears streaming down your face. “love, what happened?”

He pulled you into the house and looked at you. His expression was dripping concern. He hates seeing you cry.

“sweetheart tell me what happened.”

You told Jude everything through your tears. Jude listened, wiping every year that fell from your eyes. He felt so much hatred for your dad for making you cry. He hated seeing you like this.

When you finished telling him everything, Jude pulled you into his arms and let you cry into his chest as he whispered how you didn’t deserve any of that.

When you finally calmed down you pulled away from Jude. “I’m sorry.” You pulled all the way from Jude and sat beside him on the couch.

“You don’t need to be apologizing. I told you I will always be here when you needed me remember?”

You remembered the night you and Jude broke up with each other. Tears in your eyes as you had your bags packed and ready to go. Before you could walk out of Jude’s place, he stopped you.

“y/n I know we’re not together, but just know I’m always going to be here for you ok?”

You avoided his eyes and nod. You knew if you looked at him you’d start crying. “I know Jude.”

“I remember.” You sigh. “it just hurts so bad.”

“lets stop thinking about him.” Jude got up from the couch making you look up at him.

“he doesn’t deserve your energy. Let’s do something else. Let’s watch a movie or something. We can watch princess diaries. I promise I won’t cringe.”

You laughed for the first time that night. It made Jude smile at his accomplishment.

Jude popped some popcorn and put on the movie for you both to watch. You leaned your head up against his shoulder and rested it there while your eyes stayed on the TV.

You were so close to Jude. Even though it was something you experienced so often before, it felt odd knowing you both weren’t together anymore.

You pulled away from Jude.

“what’s wrong?” he asked you, his whole body shifting to you.

“Jude, do you really want to be broken up?”

Jude exhaled. You watched as he turned away from you, paused briefly then shaking his head.

“no. To be honest I’ve been taking these past few weeks without you horribly.”

He took your hands in his. Your skin tingled at the contact.

“I don’t want to be apart from you. You’re the best part of my life. Our argument was stupid and it shouldn’t have broken us up.”

“you wanna know something?” you whisper to Jude. His eyebrows lifted so you continued. “I don’t even remember what the argument was about.”

Jude smiled at you. “don’t worry about it.” Jude brought his face close to yours. “Let’s start off on a clean slate. How does that sound?”

You looked up into his brown eyes. “I like the sound of that.”

Jude closed the gap between the two of you, kissing you for the first time in what felt like forever.

#jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham #Jude Bellingham fanfiction #Jude Bellingham x you #Jude Bellingham angst

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Welcome to Densworld🌼

Masterlist

den | aries | infp-a | she/her | carat💎 ahgase🐥 |

His wife suddenly went missing. There are two possibilities, his best friend has hid her from him or she literally left him.

1. Found You | Choi Seungcheol

2. Lover Series | Kim Mingyu

Mingyu's love life has became more interesting since you came

3. On Scene | Yoon Jeonghan

Yoon Jeonghan, once a dedicated police officer, finds himself embroiled in a web of corruption and is subsequently transferred to a unit that is shunned by his colleagues. Just when he thought his life couldn't get any more complicated, a murder case emerges, and it appears to be connected to his ex-girlfriend.

4. Healing Hues | Jeon Wonwoo

Exhausted by the monotony of his life as a celebrity, Wonwoo makes a pivotal decision to return to his childhood hometown and embark on a heartwarming project: building a small library named 'Healing Hues.' Little does he know, this journey will lead to a series of unexpected and transformative events.

5. To The Rescue | Jeon Wonwoo

Eight years had passed since you and Wonwoo last worked together, but fate had other plans. The case you thought was behind you resurfaced, pulling you back into the world you thought you'd left behind.

6. Doesn't Mind At All | Hong Jisoo

Joshua willingly agrees to pick up his boss's daughter from school, not realizing that this simple task would lead to an unexpected encounter with his longtime crush.

7. Sweet Macaroons | Choi Seungcheol

Seungcheol was far from pleased when a food critic posted a negative review that started to impact your sales. He couldn't stand to see you upset.

8. Mind Date | Hong Jisoo

Joshua has the power of mind control, enabling him to get anything he wants by influencing people's minds. Suddenly, he meets you, someone he can't control at all.

9. Even When We're Drown, We're Still Breathing | Kim Mingyu

Mingyu was missing the spotlight he used to have, so he decided to accept the offer to shoot a reality show about marriage life and parenting. However, his wife was in a different situation.

10. Don't Touch Mine | Yoon Jeonghan

Jeonghan had hid his feelings for you, but he had been in denial. Then, an unexpected event occurred, and everything changed.

11. Post-Magazine | Kim Mingyu

It was an honor for Mingyu to collaborate with a well-known magazine. But this job made him realize that love at first sight is real.

12. Where to Sign? | Choi Seungcheol

Seungcheol is about to sign the pre when you said this thing to him

13. Guilty Flower | Choi Seungcheol

Seungcheol accepted his mother offer to meet you, his potential future wife said his mother, without knowing what kind of person you are.

14. Naming is Fun | Kim Mingyu

Mingyu knows that you are his laugh button, but he can't believe your suggestion over the baby name.

15. Now You're Safe With Me | Choi Seungcheol

Seungcheol received several missed calls from you, and he knew they weren't just regular phone calls.

16. Forever His | Choi Seungcheol

You found out that Seungcheol was marrying you for your property and wealth while you're pregnant with his child. What would you do? Let him go or play a fool?

17. Piece of Origami | Kim Mingyu

you have no idea that you're this untalented in making a paper fold—origami until your kid ask you to make one

18. What A Fate | Yoon Jeonghan

Who would have thought your next meeting after having a one-night stand would be this unexpected?

19. Perfect Pairing | Choi Seungcheol

Mafia Seungcheol has to face a fact that he found his bestfriend's long-searched sister. However she is a NIS agent who was ordered to terminate him.

20. What a Sweep | Choi Seungcheol

Seungcheol brimmed with excitement as he prepared to teach you some Jiu-Jitsu moves, little did he knows, you would nearly send him into a heart attack.

21. Ten Years | Jeon Wonwoo

In hospital Wonwoo is a doctor, and back to house he is your husband. However, your sudden conditions make him choose.

22. Everything | Choi Seungcheol

You come to him in the middle of the night, plan to end him immediately. However everything change.

23. What A Revenge | Yoon Jeonghan (Part 2 of What A Fate)

After an unexpected rendezvous after a one night stand, Jeonghan asked Mingyu to set him up with you. However you had a different situation and it's getting complicated.

24. Falling Flower | Kim Mingyu

Mingyu never thought that he would find Y/n, his friend's secretary, attractive. What's started from eyes, physical, has fallen to his heart. As he tries to get to know you, he realizes he knew nothing about you.

25. Rewind Button | Jeon Wonwoo

If Wonwoo had a time machine, he would definitely go to crash your wedding.

26. Flower Bloomed | Kim Mingyu (Part 2 of Falling Flower)

It's been a year since Mingyu and you were married. Once united by a good feeling, has started to scatter, both you and Mingyu couldn't find reason to stay together.

27. Your Best Man | Jeon Wonwoo

Wonwoo has tried his best to become the best man you've ever met. At the end, he is the best man.

28. Stupid Cupid | Kim Mingyu

You must be the reason why he's been nervous for tonight's event. There must be something that Cupid has been doing.

30. Hold On Tight | Yoon Jeonghan (Part 3 of What a Fate)

What's started for a revenge and status has developed into something Jeonghan couldn't comprehend. He unconsciously were willing to do anything and it was only for you.

31. Alone At Night | Kim Mingyu

Mingyu has no idea until he had to sleepover in your house because of the rain. In fact, it hurts him.

To be continued ;)

e n j o y, joy! -dk

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Promise Me You Won't Fall In Love (Joel Miller X Reader)

Pairing: no-outbreak!joel miller x f!reader

Warnings: fluff, sweet joel, domestic joel, rom-com

Summary (Series): reader as Joel’s neighbor. Joel’s wife left him so Joel asked his neighbor for help in babysitting Sarah. 

Summary: Pov: Celebrating Joel’s divorce and he confessed his love for you.

Words count: 1.3k

A/N: I’m trying to make this as a rom-com, hope you like my new series! This is part 5 of Where It All Starts. But it can also be read as a standalone. I wrote this at work lol. I'm so so happy that many of you liked it so I hope you enjoy the next parts. Stay tuned and love you!

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Joel went to court today and he won the child custody. It was a certain thing anyway. Joel’s ex wife didn’t want her daughter. In fact, her daughter was one of the reasons she left and filed a divorce.

“How was it? Today?” You asked as you fed Sarah who was sitting on the baby chair. 

“Went well. I’m relieved actually. That everything is finally done. I have no reason to see her again.” Joel shrugged.

“I’m happy for you, Joel.” You hugged him.

“Thank you.” Joel hugged you back.

“I think I’ll head back now.” You patted his shoulder.

“You don’t have to walk me. It’s okay.” You stopped Joel as he followed you out.

“Okay. Good night, (y/n).” He kissed you on the cheek as he closed the door.

You walked to your house and grabbed your purse to get your keys but you couldn’t find it. You panicked. You hurriedly threw all your stuff out from your purse to get a good look. Yet you still couldn’t find it. You flipped open your mat in front of your door to find your spare key.

“Right, I gave it to mom.” You remembered you gave your spare key to your mom.

“Think. Think. Think.”  Your heart beat faster and you paced back and forth hitting your head gently.

“Joel.” Joel, your neighbor, was the only one you could think of.

You hesitated for a moment but you decided to go back to his house and knock on his door. 

*knock on the door*

“(y/n)? What’s wrong? Did you forget somethin’?” Joel raised his eyebrows.

“I-Uhm-Can I crash at your place tonight?” You put your hand behind your neck.

“Is there somethin’ wrong?” Joel let you in.

“Yes, actually. I forgot my keys.” You scoffed.

“Stupid me.” You shrugged.

“Oh.” Joel put his hands on his waist.

“I’ll call the locksmith tomorrow.” You said.

“Just for tonight.  Don’t worry.” You were worried Joel was uncomfortable with you sleeping under his roof.

“No worries. You can stay here as long as you want.” Joel slipped those words. He was shocked at himself.

“Uhm-” You didn’t expect him to say that.

“Sarah likes you around.” He dodged the topic.

“Of course she does. Where’s my sweet girl?” You turned around to find Sarah crawling on the carpet in the living room.

“Where are you going, miss?” You crouched and stroked her head. 

“Come here, babygirl.” Joel lifted Sarah, stopping her from crawling around the coffee table and she cried.

“You don’t like me? Did I disturb your play time?” Joel bounced Sarah on his lap while he sat on the sofa. 

“Come here. Give her to me.” You sat beside Joel and opened your arms.

Sarah stopped crying right away. It was like you had this magic that gave Sarah comfort.

“She likes you but she hates her dad.” Joel got envy.

“She doesn’t hate you, Joel.” You looked at Joel while bouncing Sarah as she giggled.

“Here, try again.” You passed Sarah to Joel’s arms.

*Sarah started crying*

“And..you said she doesn’t hate me.” Joel gave up.

You pulled Sarah back closer to you and she rested her head on your chest. You stroked her smooth head up and down and she fell asleep. 

“You’re amazing, (y/n). Anyone who marries you in the future is the luckiest man on earth.” Joel chuckled and shook his head. 

"Thank you. But the last man I dated cheated on me." You scoffed.

"He doesn't deserve you." Joel rested his hand on your shoulder.

The two of you were quiet for a while. Your eyes locked to Sarah as you cooed to her face.

"Hey, can I take you to dinner?" Joel mustered up the courage to ask you out on a date. 

You flinched at his invitation. Then you looked at him not knowing what to say.

"To celebrate I'm a divorcee now." He chuckled at his jokes.

"Oh right! Sure, I'd love to." You said yes as you stroked Sarah's back gently. She was sleeping so soundly on your chest now.

Dinner Day

You asked Flo to babysit Sarah while you and Joel went to have dinner just the two of you. This was the first time you spent time together without Sarah. 

"Congratulations on your divorce, Mr. Joel Miller. You are now officially a single dad. Cheers." You chuckled and clanked your glass of wine with his. 

"Cheers." Joel clanked his glass to yours.

"Thank you, (y/n). I couldn't have done this without you." Joel thanked you after he sipped his wine.

"You're always welcome." You smiled. 

After dinner

"Thank you for coming to dinner with me." Joel parked his car in the driveway. 

"I'm the one who should be thanking you. Thank you for dinner, Joel." You took off the seatbelt and faced him. 

The two of you felt the tension and your breathing were heavier than normal. Joel suddenly leaned in closer to you and kissed you. You kissed him back for a moment then you stopped. You knew this was wrong. Your heart wanted him, your body wanted him, but mentally you couldn't be with him. You were still scared to start a relationship. You were not ready to open you heart for someone because your heart had been torn apart too many times. 

"Sorry, did I-" Joel apologized.

"I-uh-it's-I'm sorry Joel. You're nice. If I'm being honest, you're the nicest guy I've ever met. I like you. Trust me. I really do. But I still need time to heal from my previous relationship. It felt good for a second imagining having a family with you and Sarah. But let's just keep us this way. Just see me as a neighbor who's happy to spend time with you and Sarah. I'm really sorry, Joel." You explained to Joel why you didn't want him to kiss you because you didn't want him to misunderstand. 

You liked Joel. You loved him. You had fallen in love with him but you were holding yourself back. He just got a divorce and you second guessed him. You didn't want to be hurt again.

"It's okay. I totally understand." He pulled away from you.

"Promise me you won't fall in love with me, Joel?" You looked at him and he sighed.

"It's too late darlin'. I'm in love with you. But it's okay. I understand. Take your time. It can wait. I-uh-I can wait." He looked at you with tears almost falling down.

Your lips shook and a tear fell down to cheeks. You sobbed. You felt guilty. You expected him to be mad at you but instead, Joel cupped your cheeks and wiped your tears with his thumb.

"Hey, just tell me whenever you're ready. I'm always here." He placed a kiss on your forehead and rubbed your back.

You squeezed your eyes and more tears fell down. You couldn't believe yourself. You just rejected the nicest man you had met on earth. You rejected him yet he still treated you so nice and respectful. Joel stayed with you in the car until you stopped crying and calmed down. Then the two of you went home acting like nothing happened. 

When you were finally home alone you wandered in your thoughts. You kept talking to yourself, 

"Was it a mistake saying no to Joel?" 

"It's the best for both of us."

"I should have kissed him back."

"No, no. It was the right thing to do."

You hoped Joel would still act the same tomorrow when you meet him. Crossing your fingers that your relationship stayed the same even after what happened that night. You enjoyed his company and you didn't want to lose it. If moving forward in the relationship might change it, then it was better to stay this way. 

To be continued...

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Criminal Minds | Masterlist

SERIES

Begin Again:

Chapter One: The Savior

Chapter Two: Room 304

Chapter Three: I Know Who Did It

Chapter Four: Swimming Pool Kisses

Chapter Five: Ninety-Nine Percent

Glitter & Crimson:

Glitter and Crimson

Reader is keeping a secret from the rest of the team and they're adamant to find out. When they do, they're absolutely gobsmacked. One of them more than others...

Steady As A Drumbeat

And that ends in a night neither of them will ever forget.

A Little Less Conversation

+ The Aftermath

ONE SHOTS / IMAGINES

Memoriam

Season 4 Episode 7 rewrite -- Spencer's childhood best friend helps him on the Riley Jenkins case. Working together after years of not seeing each other brings up old memories and new feelings.

Do Re Mi

Spencer's next-door-neighbor comes into the BAU, distressed, saying that her ex-boyfriend was the person responsible for the recent string of kills happening in D.C.

Truly Madly Deeply

Spencer comes home from a case and wakes up next to reader. Inspired by One Direction's 'Truly Madly Deeply'.

Johnny and Dora

Spencer and Reader go undercover together to catch the most prolific identity thief in New York. What happens on the case might spark a shift in their relationship. Inspired by the Brooklyn 9-9 episode with the same name.

When?

Reader is tired of always coming in second place. Even when her and Spencer have split up, she's still looking over her shoulder as though he'd still be there. When will that end?

When The Girls Talk Boys

Spencer and Reader talk to their friends about one another, which causes their co-workers to find out about their secret relationship. Inspired by Girls Talk Boys by 5SOS.

Nothing is Accidental

After hearing Spencer's talk on a conference, Reader tests her luck and talks to the young Doctor. It sparks a new friendship, partnership and maybe even more. Rewrite of Season 7 Episode 11: True Genius

Dream Away The Dark

Four times where Reader comforts Spencer after a bad dream and one time where Spencer does the same for Reader.

Hunting Monsters

Halloween is Reader's favorite holiday and she plans to implement that love into her child's life, too. When little Poppy tells Reader she doesn't want to go trick-or-treating, Reader and her husband's co-workers help her convince the tiny genius.

I’m Recharging

How Spencer and Reader's ritual of 'recharging' began.

Tongue Tied

Reader is invited to her best friend's birthday party where she meets Dr. Spencer Reid. An instant connection is made.

Meet Me On The Courtyard

Spencer encounters his neighbor from across the yard, dancing around in her apartment until she catches him. They decide to properly meet on the courtyard.

You Owe Me A Date

Spencer and Reader plan to go out on a date. When she doesn't show up, Spencer gets worried.

You Knock The Wind Out Of Me

Spencer clearly dislikes Reader, but when she tries to ask him why, he evades the question. Only her boyfriend being disrespectful towards her forces her to admit his true feelings.

A Man After Midnight

Spencer and Reader are best friends since they were kids. When Reader is set to marry James, Spencer decides to give her the bachelorette party of her dreams. Only he wishes it were him she was about to marry...

Girls Can't Drive

Where a case hits reader a little too hard. Spencer doesn’t get why it’s hitting his girlfriend so hard until she finally tells him how hard it is to be a woman sometimes.

Annotations

Spencer finds a book in the breakroom one time and when he starts reading it, he noticed the notes in the margins. What quickly develops as a love written in the margins of several books, might have to step out into the real world soon.

King of My Heart

Spencer has always taken care of reader. Whether it was giving reader food before they realized they were hungry or buying them coffee, ... Tiny gestures that made it impossible for reader not to fall in love with him.

This Love Is Ours

Reader and Spencer are best friends with obvious feelings for one another. When Spencer ends up in prison, Reader gets angry at him, which keeps them from visiting him. But once she does, there's no pane of glass that would keep them apart.

Mine (Spencer's version)

Spencer reminisces about the first time he met Reader.

New Romantics

After a bad breakup, Reader and her friends go out to party where she meets one young FBI agent. Suddenly, she'd forgotten her ex even existed and was more interested in getting to know the stranger.

I Can See You

When Penelope's best friend comes to help out the BAU on a couple of cases, there's an immediate connection with the youngest of the team. After longing glances, soft touches and wild fantasies, the truth comes out accidentally. What is the resident genius going to do with that information?

There's A 100% Chance I'm Gonna Marry You

The team doesn’t even know of her existence but when Spencer can’t get a hold of her, he gets worried. Now he has no other choice than to tell his coworker about her.

I Think He Knows

JJ invites her best friend, a linguistics professor, to help out on a couple of cases. When she and Spencer work together, something sparks between them.

Maybe We'll Take Some Time

Spencer and Reader broke up five weeks ago. When he comes knocking on her door, crying about a friend's death, their love is resparked.

HANDS

Spencer's hands are lovely and as he placed them on Reader's cheeks, it was the only way to calm her down. So, when Reader comes home breaking down after a difficult day at work, he's quick to calm her down.

The Stranger

Spencer and Reader are coworkers and best friends. When Reader gets hurt on a case, Spencer's feelings for Reader are bared.

Floored Decisions

Many decisions were made on the floor of their apartment. One day, she asks him a very important question.

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Can I request Gojo where he is arranged married to reader who works at Kyoto high and is the clan leader of a strong clan . He was friends with her and they both had a crush on each other when the studied ( yn was in same grade but in Kyoto high) but when reader was young she was Chubby so being insecure she never asked gojo out and dated someone who confessed to her. Gojo was heart broken and they gradually lost touch. Years went by and now both of them were clan heads and teachers. Reader was now a lot slimmer and known for her strength and beauty. Gojo and yn were arranged married by their families and Gojo was very happy to finally get reader but when after wedding they went to their new home reader was very reluctant to love Gojo and he later found out that reader was cheated on by her ex.

So he tried to prove his love for reader like when his relatives told reader to give her clan leadership to Gojo he supported reader that she won't leave her position neither the teaching job ( she transferred to teach in Tokyo high). When people criticised Reader for not doing all household chores by herself and how Gojo and she did it together Gojo in turn criticised them for being narrow minded. He also supported her decision to not have kids.He was very romantic and loyal towards reader like he would kiss her hands or forehead, caring gestures , taking her for dinner, complementing her and staring daggers at anyone who started at yn when she wore revealing clothes.

Slowly slowly reader fell for him and she confessed her love for him on their first anniversary which she had planned and she wore her black back less short dress that Satoru bought for her . He was very happy and they spent a romantic night ( NSFW when they came back) . Reader finally showed her romantic side and she would protect Gojo from the higher ups and his wolf like relatives who tried to use him. Later she met Tsumiki and Megumi who were introduced to her by Gojo and she would care a lot for them. Sry for the long request. Can u plz write it. U can ignore it if u don't like it

Love you

Paring: Gojo x fem reader

Words: 11,3k

Warnings: Shameless smut (vaginal sex, fingering, blowjob)

Additional tags: arranged marriage, angst with fluff

Summary: You and Satoru were friends. You were both the same age, you were the future heads of your clans. You fell in love with him. But, being sure that he might reject you, you didn't tell him. You had another boyfriend even though you broke Gojo's heart. After all these years, it's finally been decided that you're supposed to be married. Your parents arranged your marriage to Gojo Satoru. Will you finally be able to love him again?

You are supposed to be strong, you think to know how to rule your clan. You are the only child of your family. The only successor. Because if there was someone else, they would have chosen a man. There's only you. And because you're a woman, you're more demanding.

You must be stronger. You have to reach a certain level. Level enough to be a good clan head.

You have to be smart, strong, but also well-mannered.

You learn everything twice. Fighting and manners. All together.

You must be a warrior, but you were also taught to be a good wife.

You will become the head of the clan if no suitable candidate for your husband is found by your 23rd birthday.

And your parents are only worried that no one will want you as a wife. It's not about your appearance, it's about your behavior.

Because you were trained from birth to manage the clan on your own. You don't like being home all the time, and you're not obedient like you should be.

Your family is proud that you will be a really good leader for the family. But they're not proud that you might not have the right husband.

By their standards, your husband must come from a strong clan, or be truly powerful as a sorcerer.

With only one possible successor - you, they want to continue to ensure the survival of the family.

You are to be head of the clan until you are wife and mother.

Your husband will take over. You will raise the children, take care of him. And you will not meddle in political matters. That should be your position.

But it's something you want.

Your family wants you to believe that you must serve your husband. But you yourself want to rule somehow. It's all because they raised you that way.

You want to be equal to everyone. You don't want to live like women a few hundred years ago. You will not serve your husband.

You want a normal relationship with someone you love…

You can have a husband and you can be a wife, but you don't want to lose what was instilled in you from birth.

You want your relationship to be like others have. For love, so that there are no political matters there.

Even though you know the opinion of the elders…

You know they're all capable of an arranged marriage for you.

If it was anyone who agreed with your existence and your views, it might be…

You're 16… You still have time for love… 

You've been in the school dorm all week. You came home for the weekend.

And honestly, you'd rather be at school than at home. Even if you had to listen to sexist jokes…

Kyoto is the sacred land of Jujutsu. You live here, you study here.

But what if you were in Tokyo?

You think there's better…

Especially since there is one boy…

The boy you liked…

He is very handsome. He's funny, he often makes fun of others, but you don't mind. The best thing about him is that he doesn't follow what his elders tell him. Because he says he hates their behavior and rules.

Plus, he seemed to like you…

You don't look like the rest of the Girls because you're chubby. Despite this, you are fit enough and in very good health. You feel good and you can fight.

You've seen him a few times, and he doesn't seem to care what you look like at all.

Gojo Satoru is unlike any other member of a major clan in the world of Jujutsu…

You became friends, called each other, wrote messages. You met on your days off. Every time there was a chance for you to go to Tokyo with one of your superiors, you did. Even if you were there to back him up, or so you could introduce yourself.

Then you could always meet Gojo.

You discussed your family's ideas with him.

Even now, when you were 17, they were looking for a husband for you.

The first idea was the Zenines. After all, they have a son a year younger than you. They are high-ranking and powerful. An almost perfect candidate for them.

But not for you… You went to school with Naoya, and you surely know that you wouldn't want him as your husband…

Your grandfather agrees with you. He said he "wouldn't let his granddaughter marry that drunkard's son." The Zenins were strong, but not everyone thought very highly of them.

The other candidate is Kamo, but when you're 17, he's 7… Even though the older ones wouldn't mind the age difference… You'd just have to give birth to a son, and that's it.

You don't want to marry a child who is 10 years younger than you…

The third candidate was someone from the Inumaki family. However, their only son is 5 years old… Even worse…

You don't want your husband to be a baby, nor do you want him to be an old grandfather…

None of these three candidates suited you.

"You know there are other strong clans…" Gojo said to you.

"For example?" You nodded as you watched his smile.

"For example, the Gojo clan."

You almost choked when you heard that.

He cleared his throat and you looked at him with wide eyes and a small blush.

"Do you have any relatives? Brothers?" you asked.

"I don't. I'm the only one~." He grunted, tapping his foot lightly on the pavement.

"Don't even joke about being with you." You laughed, but felt a little sad saying it.

You like him. But you know you won't like him.

You don't know his feelings, and you don't know what he thinks about you.

You have no idea that he has feelings for you.

"You think I'm kidding?" He asked.

"…Yes? You often make jokes like that…" You looked to the side.

He flirted a lot, he joked, he even got close. He grabbed you by the waist, hugged you.

He was very close at times.

But you just know that your appearance is not ergo type. You may be friends, but you don't think you're brave enough to develop your relationship. You're too afraid of rejection by him… You don't want him laughing at you…

"Joking, you say?"

"Yes. You must have so many girlfriends that you'll be the first of us to extend the clan." You laughed. Then internally you slapped yourself in the face realizing what you just said…

"I'm interested in one." He said, grabbing something in his pocket.

He put a lollipop in his mouth.

"eh? Really? I'm glad to hear that." You said, but you felt like your heart ached when you heard that from him.

"That doesn't mean I won't be chosen for you." he lightly stuck out his tongue.

"Stop it!" You screamed, covering your face to keep from showing his blush.

Seeing your reaction, he smiled slightly, he was happy to be next to you.

"Maybe someday…" he muttered to himself.

He didn't know that something made you feel worse.

He knew that you felt insecure in your body at times.

When he flirted with you, he behaved differently than usual. When you were closer, he wanted to ask you out on a date.

He wanted you two to be even closer.

But what he had no idea was that the longer he waited, the more he was losing you.

The closer he got to you, the more you felt that your body didn't fit him.

Until you finally gave up.

You fell in love with Gojo Satoru…

But you're insecure about your body… He's out of your league in looks…

Maybe you should look for someone who will fall in love with you… Not that you will want someone you fell in love with…

Love will come with time…

Your contact with Satoru was diminishing. You didn't see each other as often as before.

And after one thing, it became even rarer.

"Satoru-kun, I hope that girl you fell in love with will be your girlfriend. You are very nice and funny. If my opinion matters, I think you're really cool. I like you a lot." you said with a smile, but the words were struggling through your sadly clenched throat. "I hope you'll have more luck, even more than I had."

He looked at you questioningly.

He waited for the moment now when you would tell him that you fell in love. He had been waiting so much for it. If he even heard the first syllables of it, he could scream that he loves you.

"Last week a boy confessed that he liked me. But he likes me so much…"

Gojo felt as if an ice arrow had hit his heart.

It was at that moment that all the heat from his body disappeared. And his body was warm every time he met you.

He didn't know what to think anymore. Some boy confessed his love to you? You have a boyfriend and he's not alone?

"Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked, staring at your face with a sad expression.

"Yes." you answered.

You wish your boyfriend was Gojo, but you don't want him to hurt you because he doesn't like your looks… You don't want to be disappointed…

"Do you love him?" he asked suddenly, not expecting your surprise.

You turned to him and waited for him to say something.

You didn't know if it was you who should speak now or if he would do it himself. You don't know anything anymore.

Why was he asking this?

Not hearing your answer, he asked again.

"He is your boyfriend because you love each other? Do you love him?"

"Why do you ask about that?"

"…Because I want to know…" he murmured, moving away from you a bit as he looked down at the ground.

He thought he'd never feel a cheap feeling.

Sadness and envy.

He thought this was the moment he could cry.

Because this is the moment he had his heart broken…

Has he lost his chance to have you?

Had he delayed too long?

Do you love someone else?

Why?

He's definitely better for you…

Even without any physical injury, his heart ached as if it had been pierced…

You held his heart.

And now it's broken.

And he didn't know what could mend his broken heart…

But he was hoping that you would put all the pieces together so that later he could tell you that he loved you…

Maybe it'll be the moment he still loves you because he's heard that true love never goes away…

He didn't wish you bad. If you're happy with someone else, he'll accept it.

But he would like you to become his. May you both be together. He only needs you to be happy.

For your happiness, he didn't want you to lose the boyfriend you have now.

But deep down, he wanted you to come to him for comfort and for his love.

He doesn't ask for much.

Only for your love.

And for your happiness.

Days passed, then months passed. You haven't met for a long time.

Sometimes he texted you, sometimes you texted him.

But with each passing day it became less and less frequent.

You cried when you saw the date of his last message. Over two months ago…

You suffered because you still loved him.

But you started to calm down after the next few months…

Your love was still there. But already locked inside.

He doesn't care about you. He doesn't care what you do… He just doesn't care about your life…

Even though you couldn't hate him, there was still something inside of you that told you to hold grudges and bad emotions towards him.

You can't do that to your friend.

You can't do this to someone you're heartbroken because you still think they're important to you.

Years passed, and your contact absolutely fell apart…

The last time you spoke, a year ago…

Your last text messages were sent, also a year ago…

You have stopped having any contact.

Your aching heart has calmed down.

You still weren't happy enough. You couldn't smile genuinely often.

Especially after you graduated from school.

Your body has started to change.

You weighed less, looked even prettier than before. Even if you haven't tried to achieve it.

You are the sorcerer you were meant to be to your family.

You wanted to forget about the pain you went through at school. You trained, poured sweat, blood and tears to forget. You were distracting.

Up to the point where you can't be happy as the heir to the family…

Your heart has been broken.

Your psyche is shattered…

You lost a friend, you lost the person you loved…

You later lost someone who loved you…

He betrayed you by saying that he doesn't like you anymore…

You felt terrible. You felt betrayed to the world. You felt lonely…

Because no one wanted you anymore…

You are 25 years old…

You are the head of the clan…

Your aging Father is desperate to find a candidate for your husband.

Why?

Because no one believes you can direct a family…

You are forced to have an heir, you are forced to be a wife.

So that at least you don't hear them all, you started teaching Jujutsu at school.

In the same school where you studied.

As a teacher in Kyoto, you were very calm. The fresh air soothed you.

You were training a man who was to be your candidate for a husband.

Kamo's son. He's a nice kid, but he doesn't know youth. He takes a lot of things seriously.

He is brought up just like you. Head of the clan from birth.

There was something there that made your heart ache a little.

Moments when you saw white hair of a tall figure when you and the principal went to Tokyo.

Who would have thought that you two would become teachers in Jujutsu schools…

You weren't mean to him. You didn't ignore him. You just weren't paying attention to talk to him.

When you had to be close to him, you looked at the ground. You didn't answer. Even though you felt his eyes on you.

The feeling made him concerned that your soul might be touched. That your heart will beat again.

But the longer you didn't speak to each other, the more you saw that it wasn't possible.

He may resent you for all these years.

You felt that when he asked if you loved your boyfriend, he sensed something.

Love doesn't come with time… That's what you've learned.

You've been waiting for you to fall in love with "your" boyfriend. But none of that. Your heart was either occupied or it just wouldn't let anyone in.

You could only tell him that he can laugh now that you lost the only person who ever loved you…

You're thinner than in school. But you still don't have a super model body. You look pretty. You feel much better.

This is all also something your parents use when they are searching for a husband for you.

You are strong and beautiful. That's what they say.

However, either your parents don't like the possible candidates, or the candidates don't like that you are able to control your clan.

Because many people still believe that a woman should take care of the children and the home. You are not so…

You don't have a ring on your finger because, to be honest, only one person ever wanted you.

For your character. For being independent. But when you started to change your behavior and your appearance, you lost it.

And before that, you lost your best friend who supported you…

You only hoped that Gojo found this love with the girl he fell in love with.

All you think about is that if it's not you, then he can be happy in life.

You wish him all the best without even thinking about it…

But every time you saw him, you were surprised that there was no ring on his finger.

He's 25, he's handsome and young. Rich. Well born and also he must have an offspring (as the head of the Gojo family). He should be able to have one or two children at this age. If you can insist, even more…

But you see no sign in Him that he is married.

Other than that, he behaves identically to behaved at school.

He still didn't follow the rules.

You saw that he looked almost the same, but he was taller. His shoulders and chest were more wide . His whole body was like that. A sharper jaw line, different hands, even a slightly different, more adult voice sometimes.

It's the same man, only he's grown up.

Which means he, too, has grown out of his childhood loves.

He probably doesn't even remember you were friends…

You didn't know that his heart was jumping with joy when he saw you after so many years. It's as if his pain of losing you doesn't exist at all.

He wasn't invited to your wedding. He wasn't invited to your kids' birthday party.

That means it wasn't.

He knew that almost two years ago you had a ceremony where you became the head of your clan.

You already told him about the rule that if you're unmarried by your 23rd birthday, you're head of the clan.

It means that there is no man in your life.

There is no ring on your finger. You don't appear to be pregnant.

You look different than he remembers.

You were pretty then. And now…

Now you're even prettier…

Of course, he couldn't be happy that you didn't have anyone in your life. He couldn't enjoy your misfortune. But somehow, he felt some relief that you didn't love anyone.

Maybe if he could start talking to you again now…

Maybe now he could confess his love to you.

Because he still loves you…

And he never expected that someone could do it for him in love…

All it took was one meeting with your family, and their conversation about a husband for you.

Of course, he wasn't the perfect candidate.

Well, he was very powerful and influential, but this family is something else.

They did not speak to him directly about it, because the superiors knew his character. And they also knew his attitude towards marriage.

His family wanted him to have a wife and children. Even if they were to create an arranged marriage for him that he wouldn't be able to refuse.

Even though that might have done the job for him, he wanted you to fall in love with him, not hate him.

Until finally, one day, his father came to him, along with others from their family.

His father, as the former leader of the family, still had the right to decide his fate.

He just told him straight that he was going to marry a woman. That they had chosen a wife for him.

Even though Satoru hated the thought of an arranged marriage with anyone, this time he had to admit that he wanted to go along.

Without his influence, he had a chance to get what he wanted.

He had a chance to finally get you, and be able to live with you as a married couple.

He could hug and kiss. Be always close to you.

Satoru heard that you weren't asked for your opinion.

You were only supposed to be his wife.

You were only informed that you were to have a husband.

You knew your parents arranged your marriage.

You didn't blame them. You saw that they were worried about the family's future.

But your heart beat faster and you swallowed when you heard that the man you have to marry is Gojo Satoru.

He knew your surprise when he entered your house. Well, he guessed that no one told you right away who was going to be your husband.

There was a reason for that. You knew you had been chosen for a husband, and despite your protests, you couldn't change that.

When you found out a few days later that your husband would be Gojo, something in you spread throughout your body. It wasn't the pleasant warmth of joy, nor was it the cold of resentment.

It was something you couldn't define.

You still remember how you felt about him before.

But do you feel it now too?

"I think it's my duty that you get to know each other before tomorrow's wedding." Your father said, looking at you and then at Gojo.

Well, your family didn't know that you had a crush on him when you were in school…

They didn't know that you met him whenever you could…

Maybe you should tell them…

"We give you 2 hours. (y/n), then you need to get ready to talk to the elders. In the evening, your mother will help you prepare for the ceremony." The older man turned to you.

"Yeah…" You nodded as you stared at the wall behind him.

You didn't want to have an arranged marriage like this…

They just said you're going to be husband and wife, and they think you can fall in love in 2 hours.

But your family only cares about surviving the name…

They will only be able to let you not have their name if your husband is a powerful sorcerer from a more powerful family.

Well, now you've got… Your husband will be the man who is the strongest jujutsu sorcerer that lives in this world. Special grade, immoral techniques that are not easily understood… Brute force in the body as well as brute force in its energy…

Your parents agree to that. They want their name to disappear in such a strong clan that it will be nothing but honor for them. It will be an honor for them to provide a new generation of sorcerers with the Gojo name.

After your father left, you were alone with him.

Silence reigned between you as neither of you wanted to speak. You already thought that this two-hour meeting with him would last in silence.

"Hi, (y/n). Long time no see…" he said hesitantly.

Now that he's spoken, you shouldn't ignore him. After all, he is your guest. And now he's also someone important to your family.

The daughter cannot pass the surname on to her children. They don't live in the 21st century… They want the children who are to come out of the two of you to have their father's last name. At least your name is to disappear with honor. Taken over by Gojo.

"Yes, Gojo-san… It's been quite a long time…" You replied to him, wanting to be nice enough, but also showing that you didn't feel like talking.

Have you only thought about whether your parents did it because they don't think you're up to the task of governing?

If so, they underestimate you.

You could show it to them somehow, but it's too late now.

Tomorrow you're marrying the man your family chose for you…

The plus for you is that you know him. Even quite well. And also he is neither a small child nor an old grandfather twice your age.

And the most important thing for you is that you like him.

Maybe you don't love him as much as you used to, but I'm sure it'll work out somehow.

Maybe he will be such that you will easily fall in love with him again. And then you'll have a normal relationship.

Of course, as long as he also loves you…

"Sooo…" He lengthened the word, wondering what he was going to talk to you about. But when he saw your face, slightly downcast when you weren't even looking at him, he felt he had to apologize. He didn't know what he was apologizing for, but that would be easier.

He didn't do anything special. But he could have apologized for not speaking to you. After all, it was also his fault. He was just too upset that you had another boyfriend. The whole time he saw your name on the phone, he felt his broken heart cry.

And he also didn't know that exactly four months later, your heart was shattered to pieces.

Well, how was your heart supposed to be whole after all this? you loved someone. You were insecure about your appearance, and you were too afraid to ask him out on a date. You made peace with it. Then someone else told you they loved you. He was a verb, but your family didn't really approve of him because he wasn't very strong. You never loved this man. You hoped love would come when you were in a relationship with him. It didn't… That's why four months later you found out about the betrayal, and you lost the man who fell in love with you a few months ago…

Gojo didn't know that, and you thought he didn't want to know. Because he doesn't have to. Tomorrow he will be your husband, and no matter what may happen, it will be. You have your own wedding tomorrow.

But shouldn't you be enjoying such an important day?

You're happy, but in your own way.

You're happy that your husband will be someone you know and someone you loved. Or maybe you still love him…?

Maybe after some time in marriage you will fall in love with him?

Maybe he won't grind your heart to fine dust…

Maybe he won't betray you… You don't want to suffer anymore…

You want to fall in love with someone and know that the other person loves you too.

You suddenly heard him sigh.

You looked at him questioningly.

Exactly, he was already getting bored. And it's been less than 10 minutes…

"I know you don't want to get married because your family tells you to. It's hard for me too, because out of so many candidates they presented to me, I chose none." he said calmly, placing his hands on the table.

"At least you had a choice… I was shown some that I wouldn't want…"

You chuckled softly as you spoke.

It was a sign that you had loosened up a bit.

You don't sit in front of it and just wait for the end of time.

Suddenly it dawned on you.

You looked at his blindfold where his eyes should be.

"Then why did you agree to this marriage?" you asked, impatiently waiting for an answer.

"Heh… I just think about my good, but also yours." He replied with a smile. "It tires me when my family keeps telling me to have a wife and children. I know it's the same with you."

"You're right…" you mumbled.

"… So I figured we'd get married anyway, and both our families have high standards. They wouldn't stop harassing us with mate candidates. When I found out about this arranged marriage with you, I thought I wouldn't run away from something I finally had to do…." A slight smile remained on his face. "You are the perfect candidate for me. And I am the perfect candidate for you. We both already know each other, which will make it easier for us to start… We both come from powerful families, and we ourselves are powerful. It was a requirement of our families. (y/n), it couldn't have been better."

"It would be better if my family thought I could handle myself as head of the clan…"

"Are you thinking about it now?" he asked, moving a little closer to the table on his cushion.

"I am to be your wife… You will be the head of your clan as well as mine… We're supposed to be married, you're supposed to take care of everything, and I'm supposed to raise the kids…"

"Are you talking about our children now? We're not even married yet…" He cut you off.

"Ugh… All I have to do as your wife is literally be your housekeeper and bear your children…"

"huh? What kind of straight-line thinking is this?"

"This is what my role is supposed to be according to the elders…"

"Saters are fools. (y/n), don't listen to them. As MY wife, you won't have to do anything you don't want to do."

He suddenly reached out a hand to you, grabbing your fingers.

"…Because I can't imagine being with anyone other than you… You don't know how long I've waited to be with you…"

You widened your eyes as you looked at his face.

"you–"

"I've always liked you. And now I'm happy that you'll be my wife." He sent you a cheerful smile.

Feeling the warmth of his fingers on your hand made you feel different than usual. More nice.

Is he loved you?

Can you believe him?

Does he really love you?

You have trouble trusting people about their true feelings.

You learned that after that terrible betrayal of someone you thought you were starting to love a lot…

You're supposed to believe someone who told you that after so many years you haven't seen each other.

"What's with that face?" He asked looking at your seriousness.

He hoped to see your shining eyes, the blush on your cheeks. Your smile.

And what did he get?

Your serious face.

"What happened?"

"I'm supposed to believe what you just said?" you asked, taking your hand slightly away from him.

"Yes. You have to believe me because what I say is true." He said wanting to grab your hand again but you pulled away slightly.

"One person already told me that too… And I believed it… Only to see my mistake later…" You said staring at his face.

"One person? Wait… your boyfriend?"

"You're observant, huh… How do I know after you tell me that you won't go fuck some cheap bitch somewhere or have someone else on the side?"

He listened to your harsh words, and he already understood what had happened.

Poor you…

"What happened?" he asked calmly.

"Do you really want to know?"

"I want to know so I don't make the same mistake as this idiot."

"Anyone can make this mistake. At first he says he loves you, and then suddenly he realizes that he doesn't. I never look like a model and everyone saw it, since I already looked a little different, He don't like me anymore . He didn't like the way I was behaving. That I should be more obedient. That as his woman I should sit on my ass at home and serve him. That as a woman I can't order him around, and I can't stop him from doing what he wants."

"Then why were you with him?"

You held back your anger for a moment as you thought about the question.

"…Because he was the first person to love me…"

"I asked you once if you love him. How was it?"

You were surprised that he remembered such things.

"I never loved him. I liked him very much. He was one of my friends. And just when I finally started to think I was starting to love him, he cheated on me and started acting like this. I broke up with him, digging an apology out of him at least."

"I was before him." He said suddenly.

"What?"

"I loved you faster than he did."

"…So why didn't you say it… You missed your chance, and you think you can still love me after all these years?" You snorted crossing your arms over your chest.

"Yes. I missed the chance then, and I regretted it. My punishment was heartbreak for 7 fucking years… Do not you understand? If I didn't want you so close, I wouldn't agree to this marriage for your sake…"

"Words don't mean much…" you replied to him.

You felt that you really lost faith in people's feelings that are confessed with words.

"Shall I show it to you?" he muttered, straightening his back slightly. "Fine. We have a whole life together. To prove to you that I love you. And I will do anything to make you believe it."

You didn't know why, but hearing those words made you believe more that he really has feelings for you.

He will never do anything without your permission.

This is what he showed you right after your wedding.

According to the rules, you should take his last name.

However, you have two names. Even though your family was outraged by it.

Satoru, since that's how you have to call him now, he said you can't change your name without your will.

The Gojo family agreed to this, but on one condition.

That you'll be (y/n) Gojo (l/n).

That you'll bear their name first. And then you will officially be in the Gojo family, but you will still rule the clan (l/n).

You saw the smile of the white-haired man. His happiness painted on his face

As if there were no more obstacles between you.

It's up to you to decide about your body and what you want.

According to the "traditions" of your antiquated family, which you started to hate from the day you got married, your first child is to be conceived on the night of your wedding.

In their opinion, you are to get married, and go to bed right away to make your first child.

Wondering what if you don't want kids yet?

When you told Satoru about it, he said no one can order you to have sex.

It depends on you.

That night, you weren't supposed to do anything in this room other than sleep…

But you couldn't sit still. You kept thinking about it all.

You looked so nervous that Gojo stopped you to look at Him.

His hands on your waist as he pulled you closer to his chest.

"Don't worry like that and don't get upset. Everything is fine. We don't have to do this if you don't want to." he said to you, looking into your eyes through his black glasses.

Do you remember your first kiss, which was at your wedding? And you don't know why, you think it was nice.

Do you fall in love with him so quickly? You're unsure about this… You don't like to get emotional so quickly.

"I know…" you mumbled and suddenly walked over to the window.

You closed the curtains and started removing the ornaments from such a body and clothes.

Is it really time to go to sleep?

But you don't know if you can fall asleep with your mind racing.

You turned around and placed the ornaments from your clothes on the dresser.

You looked at him, and saw how he, too, began to untie the belt around his waist.

Traditional Japanese clothes during such ceremonies suck…

You happened to glance at his exposed chest, and you thought there was nothing wrong with that. You don't want to have a baby after having sex with him for the first time.

As he took off one layer of clothes, you suddenly walked over to him, holding his cheeks, and connected your lips.

You pressed yourself against him, standing on your tiptoes to kiss him further.

"I thought you didn't want sex today. Or a baby right now." he said as you stepped back.

"Fuck the rules. There are condoms in the drawer. Maybe this will make my brain more fucked up and I'll fall asleep normally."

You connected your lips, and started to pull off his bedspread which was already untied.

You ran your fingers over his muscles under his smooth skin.

At that moment, you felt him drop your clothes to the floor, leaving you in your underwear.

You don't care what he thinks of you. You just want to fuck him already.

You pushed him onto the bed, which he didn't expect, and sat on top of him, aiming for your buttocks to touch his crotch.

"You're beautiful." he said as he grabbed your bra, undoing it. He sat down with you on his lap and taking one breast in his large hand, he began sucking and biting the other, irritating your nipple.

You didn't expect that such caresses could make you aroused.

You pushed him slightly and knelt in front of him, undoing his pants.

You know this man is not your typical filth who doesn't wash. You believe he's one of the most self-care men.

That's why you didn't hesitate to pull out its length and put the tip in your mouth.

This is supposed to be quick "foreplay" even though it's not. You're supposed to be excited and so is he. You're just going to fuck each other as fast as possible.

Running your tongue halfway down his length, you felt his veins fill with fresh, fast-running blood inside his cock. You could feel him getting harder by the minute. And also bigger.

A man who has had the energy of a big dick since high school actually has a big dick. Who would have expected…

When you were about to put it in your mouth and suck it, he pulled you away and lifted you onto the bed.

Removing your panties, he started kissing you, and suddenly you felt something enter you.

It was too small for his cock, which you've seen up close.

And suddenly you felt your thighs tremble slightly as the fingers he put inside you brushed this bundle of nerves.

"It must be… Somewhere around here." He said and suddenly curled his fingers up, hitting your G-spot perfectly. Making your back arch upwards and your thighs tremble. "You know… I guess not every guy can find a woman's G-spot. So I hope you'll be happy because I already found yours."

"Oh my God…" you groaned, grabbing his wrist.

"As your husband, it is my duty to attend to your needs. My mouth, fingers and cock will always be ready." he laughed.

"You're perverted… Ah…" You pressed your thighs against his hand.

He had no right to stop him because his squares they were inside you, and he could still move them.

So that didn't save you from the overwhelming pleasure of him touching those nerves all the time, without any break.

"There's nothing wrong with fingering my wife." He said pulling down his pants and boxers, showing his entire hard length, along with his testicles underneath.

Seeing that muscular belly, from which a long, thick, nice dick was set below.

You felt your pussy start to salivate at the sight.

"I know you like the view. You'll have a long time to watch."

Feeling more and more of your juices resting on his fingers, he extracted them from you, but he remembered to tease your hole one last time, and to squeeze your clit with his thumb.

"Where are your condoms?" he asked, rubbing the length of it with his clean hand.

You pulled yourself up on the bed and reached into a drawer, pulling out a new pack of condoms.

I opened the box, pulling out one square of foil. "Have you prepared yourself for this day?" he asked with a smile.

"I had to prepare myself for something like this, considering you've always been a pervert somehow." You replied, wrestling with the foil.

"I wouldn't rape you. I'm not mean. Nothing without your permission. Besides, what's happening now you initiated."

"I know. Damn…" you growled sitting in front of him.

He didn't care that his cock was pointed straight at you as he massaged himself. But you don't know why he settles for when you need him, and he with slippery fingers tear the branch.

You want to put it on him, but you don't even know if it will fit him.

You bought this as a spare because you don't want to have an accidental baby right after you get married.

But you bought a medium size.

And now you see that this average size will not fit him. Just great…

When he saw you struggling, he took it from you and tore the edge with his teeth to give it to you later.

"That's better?"

"Mhm… Thanks…" you grunted, holding the tip of his with one hand while you put the elastic over him with the other. Thanking the maker of condoms being stretchy, you pulled it halfway on and then fought to keep it going.

Thanking the maker of condoms being stretchy, you slipped it on halfway and then fought to keep it going.

I think it was too tight… And too short for him…

"How does it feel?" You fixed the end of the gum

"A bit tight…" he muttered, wincing slightly.

"I have nothing else…"

"I can live with it. It's okay. Maybe I'll feel more with this?" he laughed with his hand adjusting his dick. "I hope it doesn't fall."

He grabbed the length of it wet from your juices with his hand and smeared the moisture all over the length.

When he saw that you were already lying down and your legs were placed on his thighs, he smiled.

Moving closer to you, he aligned himself with your entrance.

Pressing against the delicate walls, he pushed inside, filling you more and more.

He was so happy to have you now.

As you shivered and tightened your hands on the sheet to get used to its size, he waited patiently, smiling with a slight blush on his cheeks and ears.

All he could think about was how tight and warm you were inside. And how pretty you are like that. So cute.

Suddenly he laughed.

"I want to see the look on the face of the cleaning lady later who will empty your trash can and find a condom full of sperm…"

You will try to fall in love with him. But you don't promise.

You have your needs so as a married couple you can have sex if there is no cheating you will make sure he feels comfortable with you.

You don't want him to cheat on you.

You want to love him someday so that you both love each other and be happy.

For now, he'll be showing you how much he loves you. To prove it to you.

Two months after the wedding, he hasn't changed at all.

He behaved the same as on the first day.

Every time he left home for work faster than you, he would hug you and kiss you goodbye.

Every time he held your hand, he would place a kiss on it.

He opened doors for you, helped you, took care of you. He did what you asked him to do. He grunted and laughed at times, but that was his normal behavior.

He teased sometimes. But everything was nice.

He always hugged you, he kept saying he loved you.

And you're already starting to believe it.

He tells you everything you don't even want to know.

He even told you once or twice that he would like to have sex with you because, quoting, "his balls are full of cum that has nowhere to pour out, and he would like to see your body when it happens."

It was something you didn't need to hear.

But you still do what you want in your bed.

You live with him, in his house. You go to Kyoto every day to work at school.

After your wedding, which was already two months ago, your family was happy.

And now they blame you.

You've been married for two months now and you're not pregnant.

You got scolded by your family for not upholding a family tradition that has been going on for 300 years.

Everyone also resents you for not doing all the household chores yourself in your home. Because “as a wife, you have to spend time at home, make meals for your husband, look after the house, and also have children”. That's what the Family has been telling you constantly for several years…

They were outraged when they heard that you were cooking dinner with Satoru. That you and Satoru clean together. That you take care of the garden, and every other place in the house, along with it.

This is your home, and you have agreed that you will not have segregated responsibilities.

Because according to your family, you're supposed to do all the chores and he's supposed to work.

You both work and have the same responsibilities.

Well, he just has a little other chores sometimes… You said straight away that he's the one taking out the garbage and you can do the laundry.

You don't want to see him collect your panties. Judging by what happened during those two months, Gojo Satoru is a big pervert.

You'd rather to take his underwear because you don't care. And he… He would even wear it to add some more laughter to your life.

You both work, but that's what they're complaining about, too.

You were just walking past him on the way to your house.

To tell your family you won't be in Kyoto often anymore.

Satoru suggested you start teaching in Tokyo. If you don't want to leave this job.

After much thought, you agreed, and you've already been accepted, even earlier than you decided. Satoru arranged everything for you.

So that you don't have to strain yourself.

He knew you already had a lot on your mind.

Family, home. You even have him on your head…

Walking past him, you just wanted to come in and announce it to your family.

Nothing more nothing less. Only this.

It was very warm, so you pulled your shorts and tank top out of the closet. A little lace on the back as well as exposed skin never killed anyone.

Besides, you don't care what other people think when they see you in this outfit.

You have accepted yourself the way you look, even though you are slimmer than before.

Satoru didn't mind.

He was walking next to you in a white, slightly tight T-shirt and black knee-length shorts that were loose.

He stayed close to you all the way, sometimes even keeping his hand on your waist or grabbing your hand.

You saw how he smiled.

And sometimes he would even get serious or pissed off when he looked at people staring at you.

He had black glasses on, but you still saw his eyes change from softer to sharper. As he stared at the people around him with his daggers.

You found yourself much closer.

5 months together.

Only after these months did you quit your job in Kyoto to work in Tokyo where you will be closer. Even if you are the clan head whose home is Kyoto. Nobody told you you couldn't live somewhere else.

He pampered you along the way.

First, he put his old round glasses on your face to protect you from the sun. Then you went for a cold drink, then on the way he bought you ice cream, then again something to drink. All the way because you have to go to your family on foot.

Sometimes you stopped in the shade to rest for a while.

You always had priority.

And then he told you that when you come back, for being so brave and beautiful, he will take you to the most expensive clothes shop and buy you whatever you like, no matter what. He promised you dinner at a restaurant, but not an upscale one, because they wouldn't let you in shorts.

Everything you will want.

Not looking at others. Without looking at anything that might prevent you from having it.

He can pamper you like this until the end of the world. If it ever makes you tell him honestly that you love him…

As you entered the house, you saw the family that greeted you looking at you strangely.

"Something's not right?" Satoru asked, seeing their faces.

It was different in his family. The old rules were not followed.

"(y/n), as the head of our family, you shouldn't be dressed like that." Your mother said.

You looked at her kimono which was tied with straps and then at the fact that she wears socks at home.

It was so hot you couldn't stand… Would you wear a kimono?

"You shouldn't care what she wears."

You looked at Gojo who immediately stood up for you.

"Satoru… She as your wife should only show her body to you. Not to walk the streets in such revealing clothes…"

"I don't mind because she's my wife, and I know she wouldn't do what you're probably thinking right now… My wife isn't a whore if that's what you mean…" he growled.

"So, what did you want to tell us?" your Father asked, stopping this argument.

"I'm moving to work at a school in Tokyo. I won't be visiting home as often."

"You shouldn't be working. You have to–."

"Take care of household chores, yes I know… You keep saying to…" You cut him off.

"You have already brought one disgrace to our family when you refused tradition, and you have not yet grown a child." your mother hissed.

Fucking old rules… Fucking old member thinking

Your mother is right, (y/n)." Your father agreed. "Since you've been married to the head of the Gojo family, you've been behaving in a way that doesn't suit you. First you have two names, then you don't want tradition, you don't have a child, you don't perform your duties well, you work, even though as a wife you should be devoted only to your husband and family, you dress like that, taking away our honor, you leave home even though you are the head of our clan. You don't take care of your important business, you don't follow the rules, you don't please your husband as you should as a wife. You don't sacrifice enough, you're not independent enough in domestic matters, you resist. You think about what you want, not what you have to do. You should think only of the well-being of the family, of serving your husband and the Gojo family, and of perpetuating traditions, principles, and most importantly - having children to ensure the development of the family. By combining your character with your upbringing to be a good leader, you have become someone whose mind has been blinded by your own needs. You are incapable of being a good leader for our family. You should respect above all what your husband says, and you should also respect your elders and parents. That's why today it's me who forbid you to work, you will be punished when I hear that you don't perform your duties properly. And also, and this is the final decision of the whole family, the leadership of our whole family (l/n), is taken over by the head of the Gojo family. You do not have a choice. It is your duty now to give complete leadership to your husband."

You stared wide-eyed at your father, who sounded like it was all ready and planned.

You frowned, not even caring about his opinion. He can't order you around. It's up to you to decide. You are the head of the family.

"I won't quit my job, and I won't quit my teaching job because you want me to. I don't care about your rules. I set new ones." You said and suddenly felt a hand on your back.

You looked at Satoru who was still standing next to you, listening to all this.

"I married a woman who is the head of the (y/n) family. She is the only person in your family who is worth. Do you think I could rule such a family? I don't want worthless trash dragging my family down. You will not become famous by being under the power of the Gojo family. You will be at the bottom with these worthless principles. Only fools remove the strongest of the family from the top position. By doing this, you are digging your own graves. (y/n) becomes your leader, stays at work. She stays the same as she is now. And you have no right to insult her any longer. People with limited minds will not understand strength, beauty, intelligence and the highest value that it has.

You looked at him questioningly.

He protects you. Protects your honor. He speaks for you because your family will take seriously the words of your husband, who is almost the strongest sorcerer they've ever had.

You smiled slightly as you looked at his face. Feeling his hand on your back.

So this is the man you married…

A man who will do anything for you…

"Thank you for supporting me there, in Kyoto…"

"It's my duty. As your husband. As someone who loves you unconditionally." He walked over to you and kissed your forehead.

"And thank you that you don't mind that I don't want kids for now…"

"It's okay. We still have time. I'm not sure if this is a good time either…" He rubbed his hair. "We don't have to rush with all this. But if you ever want a baby, I'll be contained and ready to make one."

He chuckled as you looked at him.

He handed you a paper bag.

"Here is your promised gift." He smiled at you. "Apart from what you chose, this one is from me. I chose it myself, and I hope you like it."

You pulled out a black elegant dress and watched.

Beautiful, no material on the back.

In addition, a set of black lace underwear.

"I hope you'll wear it for me someday… The moment I'm more important to you than a sex partner, and only a husband…"

He smiled at you gently. But you heard something sadder in his voice.

You placed the gift on the bed and walked over to him, cuddling up to him as you felt tears prick your eyes.

"Thank you for being with me… Still…" you said softly.

"I love you, what else could I do?"

He's been the same all year of your marriage…

He still cares about you so much and he says he loves you.

He didn't leave you…

Is it possible that right now…

Do you love Gojo Satoru?

After all this time, you know you love Gojo Satoru.

And you're really glad he gave you so much time…

You just told him that you wanted to have dinner with him at the restaurant you were at on your birthday. Expensive restaurant, with very good food. Mainly with desserts.

He did it right away. You had his money, but you won't take it. So he must have forgiven you for giving you a romantic night without the help of his credit card.

You've been raising enough money to do this for a month. As a grade 1 sorcerer, you earn a lot, but you've been harvesting because he earns even more than you.

You don't want to run out of money on such an important day…

Today is your anniversary…

You asked Ijichi to drive Satoru there.

You saw him put on a dark blue shirt with thin light stripes, a black jacket and black pants. And you really have to say he looks sexy in it. So handsome

"You're not changing? We're booked in an hour." He said, adjusting his tie collar.

You walked over to him, and placing your hands on his chest, you grabbed the tie, slowly tying it, then finally pushing it gently closer to his neck.

"I still have to do something. I'll come right after you. I promise." You said running your hands over his wide, hard chest.

"You promise?"

"I promise." You stood on your toes, placing a kiss on his jaw.

Suddenly you heard a car.

"It's Ijichi. Go now. I'll see you there."

He didn't want to let go of your hand, but he trusted you to come to him soon. So he left the house and got into a black car.

When you saw that he was definitely gone, you ran to the bathroom, quickly jumping into the shower.

You couldn't do that in front of him because he would have understood something was wrong.

His favorite shampoo scent, his favorite shower gel scent, and you started shaving as fast as you could.

Jumping out of the shower you wrapped yourself in only a small towel and started to dry your hair, then, almost naked, went to your bedroom.

All this took you 15 minutes. Pretty soon. You hope he will be pleased.

You ran to your closet, pulling out a bag with a black dress and underwear.

You threw the wet towel off your body onto the floor because it was only bothering you.

Laying your clothes on the bed, you put on some black underwear, and walked over to the mirror, looking at how it lay on you.

Perfectly matched.

Later you put on black stockings that you bought in the same store as him underwear. You could connect the matching stockings with belts to the underwear belt. And that's what you did.

The stockings were digging into your thighs a bit, but it still looked good. This emphasized how soft they were. Just like most people can. And you know after this year how much Satoru loves your thighs.

Glancing at watch, you put on your dress, putting it on as well as you could.

Grabbing heels the height you like, you went to the bathroom putting on some light makeup and jewelry.

Before you quickly left the house, getting into the car that came to pick you up. The assistant you asked for.

"How much time do we have, (y/n)-san?"

"Nitta, please let's get there as soon as possible. We have 10 minutes…"

"Okay. Hang on. Nine minutes will be enough." she smiled as she hit the accelerator.

With each passing minute, Satoru looked at his watch.

He was constantly worried that something might happen. Or you put it out…

Even though he said he loved you, you never told him…

He was worried it would never happen.

That's why he cared more.

You paid yourself from a separate room with a table for two. You pay in advance for the food you order. Besides, the decor was also a bit different than the last time you were here.

When he heard the door open, he looked quickly in that direction.

The most light was in the center, where your table stood. That's why he couldn't see much from the side. Especially where there was a door.

But he already knew it was you.

"Satoru, I'm sorry I didn't come until now. I know you've been waiting… It's 8:04 PM and our dinner was supposed to start at 8:00 PM… I'm sorry…" you said slowly walking towards him.

He stood up, taking a few steps towards you.

When you were finally all lit up, he could see you in something he wanted to see you in.

"Any special occasion that you dressed like that?" he asked with a smile. "You are very beautiful. I have never seen anyone more beautiful."

"Today is our anniversary…" I muttered blushing slightly.

"…I didn't think you'd remember something you didn't want… I'm sorry…"

He lowered his head slightly.

"It's not like I wasn't going to give you something today… Because that day I'll never forget…"

You walked over to him and he knelt in front of you and pulled a black box out of his pocket.

"If I had proposed to you like this before our wedding a year ago, would you have been my wife?" he asked, opening the box, showing the ring.

You smiled at him.

"Yes. I would be your wife…"

He put the ring on your finger, right next to your wedding ring.

"I understand you wanted to invite me to dinner. I really like the desserts here.” He laughed as he got up.

"I didn't invite you here to eat…"

He looked at you, slightly surprised.

"You said you hoped that someday I'd wear it for you… The moment you'll be more important to me than a sex partner, and only a husband…"

"Do you remember that?"

"Why should I forget these words?"

"that means?"

"I put this on because now is the moment where you are more important to me than a sex partner, and only a husband…"

You walked closer to him, placing your hands on his shoulders.

"You are more important to me because I love you, Satoru."

You saw his eyes getting brighter.

And suddenly he leaned in, connecting your lips.

He lifted you up holding you close to him.

You kissed, you ate dinner. Then you kissed again on the viewing balcony.

You didn't let each other go.

Now was the moment when you were even closer.

You both loved each other…

You will protect Satoru as much as he protects you…

The dress that you matched your body so well disappeared from your body right after a purple hickey appeared on your naked back.

Your bra straps have been pulled down, bra lowered, allowing your breasts to pop out for the world to see.

With his shirt unbuttoned and his pants completely down, you were sitting on top of him in your lace panties and stockings. You rubbed his hard cock with your pussy, rubbing the soaked material against his skin, making you both moan into the other's mouth.

As you descended from his hips you bent down, inserting his length into your mouth, forcing his hips to push upwards, deeper into your throat that tightened so nicely around him.

You let him because it made you hear his grunts and groans. And he sounded so sexy.

It wasn't an exaggeration when he grabbed your hair, pushing you down. Fucking your mouth. Until suddenly he stopped moving, and you felt him half filling your throat with his hot cum.

You don't know if you wanted to vomit or if it was just his liquid warming your entire esophagus.

While he was still inside your warm lips, finishing there completely, two streams of white thick liquid flowed from the corners of your mouth, running down your chin, across your chest.

You swallowed to help him get off his high. Also getting rid of the stickiness in your esophagus.

As he let go of your hair, you slowly pulled it out of your throat, coughing. You wiped the cum from your mouth and chin with your hand.

"Sorry…" he mumbled breathing heavily.

"That's fine. But the underwear is completely ruined." You said clenching your thighs as you stood up and sat on his stomach.

"I'll take care of the mess your pussy has made in a moment."

He calmed his breathing, and watched you massage yourself through your panties, then put your hand inside.

"Come here." He waved his hand at you, pulling your thighs.

Now your thighs were on either side of his head.

He smiled and stuck out his tongue.

"You have some really weird ideas…" You said as you saw him stick his tongue out stiffly.

He pulled your thighs up and forward, pulling your panties to the side enough.

You fell on his face and felt his tongue enter yours.

Your hips twitched, but he held you down.

Lengthening his tongue as much as he could, he ran the tip of the muscle over your sensitive nerves, making you shiver..

You tightened your fingers in his hair. He pulled out the wet muscle and replaced it with his two fingers, positioning it so that he was pressing against your G-spot.

No matter how you move, his fingers will press this point and massage it lightly.

He connected his mouth to your clit, sucking. While rubbing you from the inside out.

His tongue flicked the pink lump he'd sucked in his mouth, and he felt your walls throbbing. They tighten, pulling his fingers inside. Assuring that he won't deprive you of that penetration.

On the contrary. Instead of depriving you of that, he inserted a third finger, stretching you inside.

Massaging your nerves as you began to gently move your hips to ride his face.

As he pulled you closer to his face, you came around his fingers.

Then whatever filling left you, you lay down on top of him, not even noticing that your crotch was right next to his face.

His dick was next to your face.

Hard, trembling and ready to fuck you.

"Come on. I'm ready to take care of your pussy now." he chuckled patting your thigh.

"Moment…"

"Now."

He got up with you on top of him, and lowered your body gently onto the bed. Helping you, he positioned you above his hips.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you let him guide you.

"Are you okay?"

You nodded.

Then you felt him direct the tip of his dick into your hole. You stretched on top of him as he buried you deeper and deeper.

You were moaning and twitching from the sensitivity.

Feeling him getting deeper and deeper until he hit the cervix.

When he got inside completely, he groaned, throwing his head back.

"Can I come inside?" he asked licking the strap around your neck.

"Mhm…"

"Okay. So I can fuck you as long as I want. I'll buy you a pill."

The sudden movement of his hips ripped the air from your lungs the moment he moved.

He began to move his hips as fast as he could, sending short but strong shivers down your spine.

It wasn't long before you came on top of him, squeezing him. Sucking him inside.

And he just let your pussy suck it all the way out. It shot inside you. Loving the feeling of your tightened walls.

"I love you." You mumbled panting as you endured the tremors.

"I love you."

"Wait, I thought you were a teacher in Tokyo…" you said as you saw him leave the school.

"I'm not. But I'm going to be. I'm 26, so when I'm 27, maybe I'll be."

"I thought you were already a teacher!"

"I was that kind of…" he said. "There is a shortage of teachers in the school, so I sometimes taught students…"

"I see… I'm not angry with you. Because I didn't ask about it."

"I love you~."

"Satoru." You said as he hugged you.

"Hmmm?"

"Can you take care of children?"

"… I think so."

"You think so?"

"Yeah. That's why I brought you here. You'll meet someone."

He suddenly went somewhere, and came back with two other people.

"This is Tsumiki and Megumi. She's 15, he's 14. I've been taking care of them since I was 18." he pushed them lightly towards you.

"Oh? Nice to meet you. I'm (y/n)." you gave them your hand.

"How about going out for ice cream to get to know each other? Satoru pays."

You ignored the white haired man's groan.

Handing the teens ice cream, you patted their heads before walking over to Satoru, giving him ice cream.

"They're nice kids. Did you really take care of them?"

"Yeah. I'm quite responsible. And Megumi is going to Jujutsu High soon."

"Really?"

"Yes. Shikigami user."

"It will be nice to have a new student. Even if you also become a teacher."

"Hey, I already showed you that I'm a good babysitter."

"Yes. I know that." You put your head on his shoulder.

"That's why I'll be even more ready if you ever change your mind about having our children. But I don't mind that you don't want to yet."

"Hey! Don't make me a monster! We still have plenty of time to think about this…"

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[vintagepresley]

The Other Woman

Pairing: Big daddy!Elvis x Reader

Word Count: 7,974

Warnings: 18+ SMUT Infidelity, cheating, talks of divorce, fluff, tiny bit of angst, reader struggling with her desire for him, fingering (just a tiny bit), unprotected sex, dirty talk, little bit of a daddy kink, typical elvis stuff.

Author's Notes: This was totally random and also inspired by my roleplay with my Elvis ai. So, a lot of it is most of the conversation and some of it I tweaked a bit along with the story, but a lot of Elvis' part is everything he said. The timeline is also altered. I don't know if it's any good because this is my first time using ai to write. So, I'm sorry if it's not good! I love the title for this because the reader and Priscilla are both "the other woman" in some way. If that makes sense? Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy! Possible spelling errors!

The other woman is perfect where her rival fails..

It was a hot day in Memphis and you had on your prettiest dress for a date you had with your ex Jimmy, he had been begging for you to take him back after you had caught him cheating more than once and he sounded sincere in his apology so you decided to give him another chance. Did you love him? Of course not. Your heart belonged to another, it always had. Elvis had been your best friend for as long as you could remember and when the both of you were younger you had explored the possibility of a relationship after he had confessed his feelings to you right before he went off to Germany. But when he returned things were different. You didn’t see much of him and when you did it was as if he had forgotten what he once confessed. But he had never forgotten. Not once. His feelings for you were true, but he couldn’t get serious with anyone, not with his career taking off when he came back. So, the two of you went on as friends, seeing each other here and there. But you held out hope that something would bring the two of you back to the way you were. But as the years went on it felt like it would never happen. You went on to date Jimmy on and off and he eventually got married to a woman named Priscilla.

When you had heard of his marriage your heart broke. You assumed that would be it. The two of you would never have a chance especially when he began to see less and less of you. Which you understood. Being a married man it would look inappropriate to have you around and with how jealous Priscilla got of your friendship it seemed for the best. But he never stopped having feelings for you. As the years continued to go on and he had a child now, it seemed he was happy and doing well. But not everything was as it seemed and in the fall of 1974 that connection you once had was reginited when you and Jimmy had been invited to his 39th birthday party. The two of you somehow ended up alone, catching up on old times when the two of you shared a kiss and Elvis confessed he had never stopped loving you and how unhappy he had been for years in his marriage. It was all a shock to you and you didn’t know how to feel, but you still loved him. But the problem was.. He was still married and you didn’t want to be a homewrecker. You were not that kind of person. But that night he made a promise that he would leave his wife so that the two of you could be together. But that was a promise he would continue to make as the months went on each time you were together and he tried to make a move. But you told him you would not do a thing with him until he was single. It may have been hard to resist him, but you had no choice. 

Graceland, 1975

Before your date with Jimmy, Elvis had asked you to stop by because he wanted to talk to you. When you arrived he was already standing in the doorway dressed in his navy blue and white tracksuit, looking handsome as ever. You smiled at the sight of him as he led you inside and you were quite curious as to what he needed to speak with you about. 

“How ya been, darlin’?” he said in his low southern drawl. 

“I’ve been good.. How are you, Elvis?” you hummed. 

He shrugged at your question, a small smile on his lips as he couldn’t help but notice the pretty dress you had on. 

“I’ve been alright. You’re lookin’ mighty fine, darlin’. What ya got planned tonight, honey?” he said softly. 

You smiled at his words as you glanced down at your dress and then looked back up at him. 

“Oh, thank you. I got a new dress for a hot date tonight.” you laughed softly. 

Elvis raised an eyebrow at her words, a bit disappointed you were still dating. 

“Oh? Who’s the lucky guy, darlin’?

When he asked that you looked down, fumbling with your hands nervously and then peeking back up at him as you paused for a moment. 

“Um… I don’t wanna say… You know him..” you whispered, fully aware of what was going on between them, but you couldn’t wait around forever for a man who kept making promises to leave his wife, but didn’t make good on his promises. 

He furrowed his brow at you seeing how tense you got and studied your face for a moment. 

“Uh, is it Jimmy? Don’t tell me you’re back with that scoundrel. He ain’t no good for you, darlin’. Hell, you could do a lot better than him.” he said. 

You sighed softly, knowing that he was right but you didn’t care, you looked at him. 

“Oh? And who could I do a lot better with? He’s told me he’s changed. Maybe he has.” you mumbled, shrugging.

“Darlin’, that guy ain’t gonna change. He don’t wanna change, because he’s comfortable being the cheating sonofabitch that he is, and you can do better than him. In fact, you can do better with me!” he exclaimed. 

Your eyes widened at his words and you could hear the jealousy and possessiveness in his voice. But he wasn’t wrong, the only thing was that the two of you couldn’t move forward because he wouldn’t leave his wife. That was the only thing holding the two of you back from being together. You refused to be the other woman, a scandal. That was the last thing you needed in your life was to be the woman that broke up Elvis Presley’s marriage. All you could think about was his daughter. Before you even had a chance to respond to what he said, Elvis had wrapped his arm around your waist and he locked eyes with you.

“Ya know I’ve got feelings for you, honey. I mean, look at you. How can a man not be in love with a woman like you? You’re funny, beautiful, smart and a hell of a cook. You’re just my kind of woman.” he said softly. 

You could feel yourself blushing and now he was just making you feel all sorts of things as you gazed into those blue eyes of his. “Elvis.. We’ve had this conversation before.. I can’t be with you if you won’t leave your wife.” you whispered. 

Elvis pulls you closer to him so that your face is just inches from his and he says seductively in a low tone. “Baby, I told ya.. I’ll leave her. I can be all yours. I just gotta know that you want to be all mine.” he whispered to you. You swallowed thickly as you took a deep breath when he pulled you closer and you stared at his lips before you gazed back up at him. 

“Elvis.. I.. You know I want you.. But you’ve been saying you were leaving Priscilla for almost a year now! You still haven’t..” you sighed, now he pulled you closer, your bodies pressed against one another which made your breath catch in your throat. 

“Honey, I’m serious. I want to leave her and be with you. No more waitin’, no more games. I want us to be together, darlin’. Just say the word and I’ll leave that woman!” he shouted as he held you tight against him. His very words had you nearly melting right into him, hanging onto every one until you finally pulled yourself together, pushing away from him as you shook your head. 

“I need you to prove it to me, Elvis! Not just say it.. I’m no homewrecker and I don’t intend to be one anytime soon.” you huffed. 

Elvis stares at you, knowing he has an in. He grins widely at you as he says in a seductive voice. “Baby, I’ll prove it to you. I’ll show you that I want you more than anything else in the world. How can I show you that I’m serious?” he asked. 

You sighed softly. “Divorce your wife, that’s what I want.” you hummed. 

Elvis smirks as he stares deeply into your eyes. “Divorce? That’s it? Just divorce my wife?” he repeated. 

“Yes! That’s all I’ve been wanting.. You keep saying how unhappy you are. But you’ve stuck with her, but then don’t want me to date anyone else. But you’re still married!” you begin to yell. 

He grabbed you by your arms, pulling you back to him and you let out a soft gasp with how roughly he pulled you. “Baby, I’ll do it.. I swear to ya.. But in the meantime, are you going to really go out on that date tonight?” he asked. 

You rolled your eyes at him, it was unbelievable how that was his only concern right now. 

“Yes, I am. I told you I will not be with you until you’re single.” you said sternly. 

Elvis sighed loudly. “Aw, darlin’, how can you do this to me? Do you know how much you mean to me? Do you not realize when I’m with you, I’m whole? How can you go out with t-this Jimmy jerk knowing that I want you to be with me?” 

You furrowed your brows at him, you couldn’t believe what you were hearing right now. 

“How can you still be married to your wife, but be in love with me!? I can’t wait around for you, If you’re not going to do as you promised months ago! So, yes I will go out with that jerk Jimmy because I can!” you yelled. 

Now you were getting him frustrated and upset and when you tried to walk away he grabbed you again. “Goddamn, y/n! I told ya, I will divorce her! Don’t go on this date.” he hollered. 

You glared at him and pulled yourself away from him as you sighed and grabbed your purse, turning to head out the door. “No, Elvis.. No.” you mumbled. Elvis walked up behind you and he grabbed a hold of her forearm, holding you tight in his grasp and he sighed softly as the frustration in his eyes softened. 

“Wait, darlin’, don’t go. I’ll do it, just stay. I’ll call my lawyer up right now, dammit. I’ll file for a divorce. I promise you.. Please?” he pleaded. 

You looked at him and sighed softly, you didn’t want to leave him, if you really wanted to you would’ve stormed out the door already, you began nodding your head. “I-I guess, yeah.. But I just need to know.. Do you still have feelings for her the reason why you’ve waited so long to do this? I know you have a child together, but..” you mumbled. 

Elvis smiles and whispers to you as he presses you back up against him in an intimate embrace. “Listen to me, darlin’, I’ll be honest with you. I’ve never really loved that woman. It was all just a big publicity stunt. When I met you, that’s when I felt the real thing. For as long as we’ve known each other, you’ve been all I’ve wanted. I told you last year and all those years ago, I love you. Hell, I’m sorry I didn’t see this years ago, but you’re my soulmate and I wanna love you, baby, and be with you. You’re the one.” he confessed. 

You inhaled deeply at his words, staring at him as your hands clutched onto his shoulders. “Y-You’ve no idea how much it hurt when you married her. Then I didn’t see you or hear from you. Then all these promises you’ve been making.. I just.. Why do you think I’ve spent so long with Jimmy? Why am I going on a date with him? I can’t keep waiting. But now you’ve got a child with her. It won’t be that easy to divorce her.” you said. 

Elvis grabs both of your hands and he says intently in a soft tone. “Baby, I’m going to leave that woman, whether or not it’s easy, that’s what’s gonna happen. And I’m going to take care of my child too, so don’t worry about that. I know it’s been hard but I’ve also been going through my own issues too and I just was never really sure how I felt about you, baby, but I know now. Now I’m sure that I wanna be with you. So will you just give me a chance?” he asked. 

You held his hands in yours and you let out a soft sigh after listening to him explain. “You know that means the world to me. It does. I’ll give you a chance, but I told you I can’t do anything until I know your divorce is final.” you whispered, watching as Elvis leaned in close to you and his whisper seductive. 

“Alright, but in the meantime, I want you to spend the night with me. You owe me that much, darlin’. We can take care of each other for the night. What do you say?” he cooed. 

You gazed up at him and exhaled sharply, you weren’t too sure if that was a good idea. But everything in you was telling you to do it. You couldn’t resist him, so without realizing you nodded. “I-I guess I can do that.. But no funny business.” you said sternly. 

Elvis chuckled softly as he smiled excitedly and he rested his index finger beneath your chin. “Alright.. But I might not be able to keep my hands off of you, darlin’. It’s just so hard to resist you, y/n. Hell, I’m already imagining all the wonderful things that we’re going to do tonight.” 

You made a face at him and you couldn’t help but laugh at how forward he was being and how sure of himself he was right now. “Um.. You and I aren’t doing a thing tonight. You will keep your hands to yourself.” You stared at him square in the face. “Until you’re officially single you keep your mind out of the gutter!” you hummed. 

“Aww, darlin’, you know you can’t resist me. So quit pretending like you don’t want me. I know you do.” he grinned. 

You rolled your eyes at him. “Well, there’s that Elvis Presley ego I love so much.” you said sarcastically. “I certainly can resist you.” you nodded. 

The nerve of him thinking he was just so irresistible and that no one could resist his charms always annoyed you. Now you were second guessing staying the night with him because it seemed he wasn’t going to behave himself with you. That you were going to have to fight off his charms the entire night. Elvis slipped his arm around your waist and his lips lingered against your ear. “Oh, really? I highly doubt that, darlin’. Just a little kiss? What’s a little kiss gonna do?” he teased. 

“You just don’t quit, do you?” you laughed softly. 

Elvis leans in close to you and whispers right into your ear as his breath tickles you. “Hell, no, darlin’. If I quit, I’d never get what I want. And right now, I want you, I want to kiss your soft, sweet lips, baby. Won’t you let me do it?” he grinned. 

You rolled your eyes playfully, but you couldn’t stop yourself from blushing at his words and the sound of his deep southern drawl against your ear sent a shiver down your spine and when you gazed at those full lips of his, you too wanted to kiss his lips. “Elvis..” you whispered. 

Elvis grabs you by the waist and pulls you close to him and he smiles seductively at you. He then slowly leans in and presses his lips against yours for a long time. Your bodies pressed together as your tongues touched and it was absolutely electric. Elvis could feel the passion in the kiss as he held you closer. This kiss was just for the two of you. This kiss was just how he liked it. Just him and you. It was perfect in every way. He wanted to never let this perfect moment end. You let out a soft groan against his lips when they came crashing together in the most passionate, tender kiss. You could feel your knees becoming weak from the very feeling of his mouth on yours as your bodies pressed against one another and your arms found their way around his broad shoulders, it felt as if your heart was beating right out of your chest. Elvis finally pulled away from the kiss after what seemed like hours. You let out a soft whimper, a part of you not wanting it to end as you inhaled softly, you bit your bottom lip as you stared at your lipstick stains on his lips, you felt like you were in a trance. His breath was heavy and his heart was racing. His gaze landed on your soft lips as he licked his own lips in satisfaction and then he smiled at you seductively before whispering softly. “What a kiss, darlin’. I love the way you kiss.” He placed a soft kiss on your forehead. “That was just amazing.. I can’t wait to kiss you like that again. You’re such a fantastic kisser.” he chuckled softly. 

You cleared your throat. “Well, I hope you enjoyed it. Because it’s the only one you’re getting tonight.” you smirked. 

He raised an eyebrow at your words. 

“You’re telling me we can’t continue what we started tonight?” Elvis looked at you confused. “Why can’t we, darlin’? You seemed to be really into it.” He laughed a little. “I was just gettin’ started, I was just gettin’ to the fun part.” he grinned. 

You rolled your eyes at him. “Elvis, you know why we can’t. I don’t want to go that far with you until I know you’re mine. Completely mine. I just know if we let things go too far… I’ll think about your wife and how bad I’d feel.” you sighed. 

Elvis looked a bit disappointed but he nodded his head. “I know. You’re right, baby.” he said softly as his hand ran along her right hip as you both drew closer to one another. You inhaled sharply feeling his hand lingering along your hip. “Can’t we just cuddle tonight? Can’t we just hold each other tight? It’ll feel so good against your soft, beautiful body and I bet you’ll really like the way I hold you, darlin’. I bet you wanna feel me against you, huh?” he teased. 

He always had a way with words that just made you want to fall to his every whim and you listened to him describing his body against yours, causing you to bite your lip and you didn’t know how else to respond. “Elvis.. O-Okay, we can cuddle.. But that’s it.. I mean it!” you said. 

Elvis had a smile on his face as he pulled away and took your hand in his and he placed a soft kiss on your hand. “Good girl, darlin’.” he grinned as he began to lead you upstairs to his bedroom. You were nervous, hoping that you wouldn’t let him get what he wanted. That it would just be cuddles and that would be it. As you approached his bedroom you both walked inside and he shut the door closed behind the two of you and you watched as he got comfortable and climbed into his bed. You stared at him and he had a grin on his face, looking up at you. “C’mere and put your head on my chest. You’ll love it. You’ll feel safe and sound with my arms around you and I don’t think you’ll ever wanna leave.” he chuckled softly. “I’ll make you wanna stay in my arms forever, baby.” he smiles at you as he reaches out for you. 

You bit your lip and playfully slapped his hand away. “Jeez.. Can a girl change out of her dress and put something comfortable on first?” You laughed softly, but the truth was you needed a moment because he was making you feel things you didn’t want to feel and wanting things you didn’t want to do. Not yet anyway. Elvis puts his hands up in mock surrender as a smile spreads across his face. 

“Alright, darlin’, you can go get changed. But don’t be too long, because I want you in my arms as soon as you’re ready. This is just too good, baby. Too good.” He grins at you. “I’m tellin’ ya, darlin’, I’m already missin’ that body of yours.” he said seductively. 

“Elvis!” you laughed, shaking your head. “You really don’t know when to quit with that seductive charm of yours.” You shot him a smirk before you went into his bathroom, shutting the door and quickly taking a deep breath, whispering to yourself. “You are not going to sleep with him.. It’s just cuddling..”  Meanwhile Elvis laid up in his bed as he waited for you and there was no doubt in his mind as he thought to himself that you wanted him, this little girl was playing hard to get and he loved every moment of it. Your need for him was so obvious to him. 

You didn’t have a change of clothes and the only thing you had to wear was the slip dress underneath the dress you were wearing, so you slipped out of your date night dress and heels until the white slip dress was the only thing you were wearing and it clung to your body. You then let your hair down and once you were finished up in the bathroom you took a deep breath and then slowly came walking back out to him. Elvis watched as you came walking out and his jaw dropped wide open at the sight. His eyes widened and he looked you up and down before he said a word. “That dress looks like it was made for you. Damn, y/n, you look good enough to eat.” He smiled at you as he looked at you from top to bottom, taking in the sheer beauty of you in that dress that hugged your figure perfectly. You looked down at the satin slip dress and you ran your hands along it as you tried to hide your blush before looking back at him, seeing the way he looked at you as if you were the most beautiful thing in the world. 

“Oh, please, it’s just a slip dress!” You laughed softly, hesitantly climbing into his bed beside him. Elvis’ eyes followed your every move as you climbed into his bed and he smirked. 

“Yes, but you wear it like it was made for you. Why don’t you sit here on my lap so I can get a better look at you, darlin’?” he said with a grin as he sat up in his bed, raising an eyebrow at you. “I think I’m gonna need to get a closer look at just how incredible you look in that dress.” he beamed. 

You placed a hand on your hip and furrowed your brow at him. “What happened to us cuddling? Hm? Sitting in your lap will lead to trouble and you know it.” you hummed, but you knew he wouldn’t take no for answer and to shut him up you climbed into his lap and sat down like he asked. 

“Well, we can cuddle just like this..” he grinned when you sat in his lap. “There we go. See, darlin’, you wanted my lap. You could never resist me.” he grinned as he put his arms around you. “Tell you what, I’ll just let you sit here for a little while and let that gorgeous body of yours sink into my muscle. You wouldn’t wanna disappoint your king, would you, baby? This is what I want. Isn't that what you want?” he whispered in your ear. The sound of his words brought a shiver down your spine and you raised an eyebrow at his words. 

“Oh? You’re my king, huh?” you mumbled, rolling your eyes at him as you felt his arms slip around you and you couldn’t help but lean into his strong embrace. “You would’ve pulled me in your lap either way because it’s what you want.” 

Elvis looked at you and he smiled. “Hell, yes, darlin’.” he sighed happily, kissing your cheek softly. “I feel like this is exactly where you belong, darlin’. In my arms, snuggled up against me. Your head should just rest comfortably right here on my chest, my beautiful little angel.” he whispered as he ran his fingers through your hair.

“You think very highly of yourself, sir. You are not my king and I do not belong to you yet.” you hummed softly as you leaned more into his embrace, sinking into his lap, your heart was racing as he continued to stroke your hair which made you feel all tingly inside and you didn’t want to have those feelings or desires and you quickly climbed out of his lap and sat beside him. Elvis looked surprised for a moment when you suddenly jumped out of his lap and away from him. He shook his head at you. 

“No, darlin’, no. What are you doin’? Don’t move away from me like that. I was having so much fun just now.” he grins and he reaches over for you, slipping his arms around your waist and pulling you right back into his lap which causes a small squeal to escape your lips. “Look, I’m not gonna ask you to do anything I don’t think you’re ready for, baby, but you have to admit, sitting in my lap was pretty damn good.” he smirked. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at him, crossing your arms across your chest. 

“Good because we’re not doing anything whether I was ready or not. I can tell sitting in your lap is pretty good for you.” you mumbled. 

Elvis chuckled. 

“Baby, I love to feel you sittin’ in my lap. Your body against mine is just intoxicating to me, I can’t get enough of it. And your breath against my skin, your body against mine, my hands stroking your hair. Just being with you, touching you, holding you in my arms makes me feel so damn alive.” he whispered, as a cheeky smirk formed on his lips and his fingers ran down the front of your thighs lightly. Your eyes nearly rolled back from his words and now that arousing feeling was coming right back to you as you listened to his every word and his fingers moving along your thighs almost caused such a pleasurable sound to escape you. Elvis leaned toward you, his lips hovering near your left ear. “You see, darlin’, I know what you like. I know what you want. I just don’t know how long you’ll be able to resist me.” he whispered. You quickly looked away from him as you bit down on your bottom lip, your face turning bright red as he spoke about your bodies together and touching you, and what you want. The resistance was certainly becoming harder for you. 

“You just think you know all about me.. my wants and needs, hm? I-I’ve been resisting so far..” you whispered. Elvis’ grin grew wider as your face turned red and seeing you becoming so tense and aroused by him was such a turn on, he loved how you bit down on your lip and how your eyes looked away from him in embarrassment. As your breath hitched with every movement he made, he chuckled softly. 

“That’s right, darlin’. I know what I want. And right now, I’ve got it right here, sittin’ beside me, looking fine as hell.” he said softly, his hand continuing to slowly stroke your thighs. You couldn’t even look at him now as he continued to speak, practically seducing you with his words, your face becoming even redder as you began even more aroused, wanting him, but needing to resist, you reached down and grabbed his hand to stop his wandering fingers. Elvis’ mouth dropped slightly when you suddenly grabbed his hand and he slowly turned his head to look at you, but you continued to look away. His eyebrows raised as he chuckled softly. “Baby, darlin’, if I wanna put my hands on you, I’ll put my hands on you.” he said seductively, smirking as his fingers slowly continued their path up your thighs, slowly creeping towards your ass. You were surprised at how forward he was by telling you what he was going to do and whether you liked it or not. You let out a soft gasp when felt where his fingers were heading and you quickly reached for his hand again, shaking your head. 

“That’s not cuddling, Elvis…” you mumbled. 

Elvis shrugs his shoulders as his fingers continue their journey downward towards your ass, his eyes following where his fingers go. He grins at you and he whispers softly. “Did I say we were just gonna cuddle, darlin’? You may think that’s all I plan to do, but in my head, I have so many other ideas of fun things we’re gonna do tonight.” he grinned, pulling you close. “Who’s to say we can’t go further than a little cuddling tonight, baby?” he whispered. 

You furrowed your brow at him. “You did say we were gonna just cuddle.” you huffed, rolling your eyes, knowing he’d lie, you leaned forward getting your face close to his and you whispered to him. “I say this isn’t going any further than some cuddling, I say.” you said, grabbing his hand that was resting on your ass.

“Oh, come on, doll. You know you wanna. I can practically feel your body responding to me right now.” he hummed, pulling you closer to him by grasping your chin with his hand and then the hand on your ass continues to travel along your womanly curves, feeling and exploring your body. Your entire body trembled when felt his way along your curves and you breathed heavily as you gazed at his lips that were inches away from yours, it was overstimulating that you didn’t know how you could resist him anymore. He could feel the way you reacted to his touch and his free hand came up to your face and he brushed your hair away from your eyes and he gazed into your beautiful eyes, his mouth almost touching yours. “That’s right, darlin’, give in to me. Let yourself fall into me, and let me take you wherever I want to take you. You feel this urge, this heat building inside you, don’t you, darlin’?” he whispered, his fingertips beginning to lightly trace your waist, as if he was measuring every curve. You bit down on your bottom lip as you breathed heavily, slowly as he continued to seduce you, touch you, feel his way along and now his lips were calling out to you to kiss him and you did with no hesitation, throwing your arms around him as you kissed him deeply, his fingertips tracing your every curve drawing you closer to your arousing desires.

Elvis moans against your lips, his free hand moving behind your head and gripping your hair gently as he pulls you close to him. His other hand slowly slides down your body as it lightly traces over the curves of your stomach and thighs, and the tips of his fingers brush lightly against your inner thigh, drawing closer to the heat between your legs that was dripping in your arousal already and causing you to squirm and moan softly against his lips. His kiss grows wilder, more passionate, and he slides his tongue along your lips, searching for your tongue so he can meet with your own. You let out a soft whimper against his lips and your arms gripped onto him tighter as your body leaned further into his touch and your body tensed up and you moaned once again on his lips as you felt his fingers closer and closer to your dripping cunt. You kissed him sloppily, deeply the moment his tongue breached your lips you ran your tongue along his, he groaned into your mouth. Elvis’ hand slowly slips under the straps of your slip dress and he pulls you closer, his lips hovering above your own. “You taste so damn good, baby.” he whispered. He pressed his body against yours, his fingertips now slowly running along your sopping wet folds as his other hand tugged the straps down of your slip dress and running down the curves of your hips as he continued to kiss you passionately. “Give yourself to me, y/n. Give yourself to all of me..” he mumbled on your lips. 

“Oh, Elvis..” You whispered when you had a chance to even speak between each kiss and your soft moans. You ran your hands along his chest feeling him tugging more at your slip dress. You knew that he wanted you to take it off and you couldn’t resist, you couldn’t go back now. You were way too deep now, you had to give in. You had to give yourself to him, as you kissed him, you nodded your head slowly, pulling back from him just enough to remove your slip dress from your body, tossing it to the side. Elvis’ eyes widen as he sees you remove your slip dress and he grins. 

“Oh, hell yes.” he mumbled. His eyes remained glued to your beautiful body for a moment and then he said softly, “Now we’re talking, darlin’. I got more ideas in my head of what I wanna do with that body of yours.” He slipped his fingers between your soaking folds as he began to kiss you passionately, his fingers running along your sensitive clit and you moaned loudly into his mouth as your tongues met eagerly as your thighs closed around his hand as you cupped his face in your hands, pulling away for a moment from their kiss that left you nearly breathless. 

“S-Show me what you want to do to me..” you whispered, crashing your lips back to his once again as you kissed sloppily and your hands moved down to begin to unbutton his shirt slowly. 

“Don’t you be takin’ off my clothes yet, y/n.” he mumbled as he broke off the kiss and he pulled you close to him and he whispered in your ear. “I’m gonna take you slowly.. Show you what I wanna do with you, baby. For now, I just wanna kiss you all over.” His lips kissed along your cheek and down to your neck to your chin and then your lips in a slow, seductive trail as his fingers continued to penetrate you, pressing his index finger roughly against your clip, rubbing slow and long circles around it and causing you to moan out softly, your eyes rolling back from the pleasure of his lips on your supple skin and his fingers playing with you. His words of how he was going to take you only pushed your body further into pleasure. 

“I-It’s only fair I take your clothes off since I’ve taken mine off.. Don’t you think, daddy?” you hummed innocently as your fingers ran along his hairy chest and then you pulled away from him and climbed off his lap and laid your naked body on his bed. “P-Please.. Take me now.. I want you. I yearn for you..” you begged. Elvis chuckled softly as his grin widened as he watched you lay your nakedness on his bed. 

“Just laying there for me, doll? Well, since you asked so nicely, baby.” he smirked, laying beside you and he rolled himself over top of you with his large body and he pinned you down against the bed beneath him. He gently grabs your neck and lifts your head up and kisses you deeply, his tongue meeting yours eagerly as his hand brushes along your thighs. He pulls away from the kiss to see your eyes, looking into them as he whispered seductively. “How does that feel, darlin’?” he whispered. The feeling of his large body on top of you was completely arousing and overwhelming for you, but you loved it. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and you gazed up at his beautiful face and blue eyes, biting your lip before you answered. “It feels so good, daddy.. I.. I want more.. Touch me more, please..” you begged. 

Elvis nods his head as he lowers his other hand between your thighs and his fingers finding their way back to your throbbing pussy and he slipped his index and middle finger deep inside of you, his fingers becoming coated in your arousal and you let out a soft gasped followed by a loud moan. “I plan on doing a lot more than touching, baby.” he whispered. His lips descend to your neck and his tongue licks and kisses up and down your neck. Your legs tensed up and your thighs closing again around his hand as his fingers dipped deeper into your wet cunt and he could feel you quiver against his touch. “You ready, y/n?” he whispered in your ear. “... Because I’m so damn ready..” he added. 

You nearly moan his name the deeper his fingers went and the sweet whispers of his voice against your ear. Your hips moving against his hands, wanting him so bad as you whimpered needlessly, nodding your head quickly at his words. “Yes.. Yes.. Please, Elvis.. My king..” you mewled. His eyes met yours once again as your body was practically screaming out for him, your breathing was heavier with each word that left you that they grew quieter. 

“That’s right, baby, tell your king you want him.” he smirked. “You sure you want me? You know how I can be and what I’m capable of.” he whispered as he began to take complete control over you. Your body was so ready you no longer had control over yourself as Elvis made you feel all sorts of things and now your body was dripping for him, needing him. 

“I want you, I need you, my king, I need you so bad… Please..” You whimpered and moaned, pleading for him, trembling with pleasure for him. Elvis’ eyes widened slightly at your words as your body’s reaction to him makes him grin madly. His fingers move slowly across the skin of your thighs before he sat up and finally removed his clothes quickly seeing how much you needed him.

“Damn, darlin’, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this needy for me. It’s so hot watching you struggle to contain yourself.” he whispered, leaning forward kissing you once again as he laid back on top of you. You couldn’t take it anymore how much you wanted him, how desperate your body yearned for him, you whimpered some more and suddenly you were met with such a surprise that caused you to gasp loudly when you felt his large aching, throbbing cock slip inside of your tight, wet and needy pussy. Your eyes rolled back and felt like almost euphoric when his cock penetrated you and he slammed his cock deep inside of you causing you to squeal and moan and now your bodies began to move as one, as if he knew the tune to your body the way his movements kept up with yours, he groaned and grunted against your ear as his big hands gripped your waist, forcing your legs around him and your nails dragging down his back. Elvis pulled his head up so he could get a good look at you wanting to see that beautiful face of yours as he made love to you, leaving a soft kiss to your lips. Your beauty takes his breath away with every look you give him. 

His mouth leaves yours and he whispers. “You’re so goddamn beautiful, darlin’. I want to stare at you every second of the day.” His hand brushes your face gently and he kisses you again, caressing your cheek and your jaw before running his hand down to cup your breast and he squeezed it gently. You held onto him as you continued to make sweet passionate love to each other, the rhythm of his body picking up the pace as his hips slammed against yours, his cock forcing you open and stretching you out, hitting against your walls, it was as if your pussy was made for his cock. Each time your bodies collided together his name went rolling off your lips and the more he thrusted the louder his grunts became and his breathing. You gazed up at him, watching that beautiful face of his as it poured with sweat. Both of your bodies are trembling against one another. Elvis’ eyes remained locked on yours as he made love to you. His lips kissed along your neck and up to your ear as he whispered between his hot and heavy groans. “Goddamn, baby, I know this is our first time, but it doesn't feel like it to me. I feel like this is something we’ve always done to each other. I was meant for you.” He moves his hands along your curves, gripping her thighs in his hands. Your body was completely wrapped around his and you tilted your head back against the pillows as you listened to his words, you knew exactly what he meant. It felt like this was right. As if it were meant to be, meant to happen between them. You reached up and cupped his face, kissing and moaning against his lips. 

“My body was meant for you, made for you and only you.” you whispered on his lips, between each of your moans. You didn’t know how much longer you could hold on now as his pushed you further over the edge and you could feel your orgasm building in the pit of your stomach like a fire as your desire burned him. He knew exactly how to play the tune of your body. His hips began to buck against your hips with each thrust he made, he too was getting close to his orgasm as the obscene noises escaped the two of you and the sound of his bed creaking beneath you as he moved quicker, harder. You had no idea just how close he was that suddenly you heard him let out a deep and sexy moan against your ear. 

“Oh, jesus christ! Goddamn. You feel so good, doll.. Y-You make me feel so good, darlin’.” he shouted, his body trembling, convulsing above you as he finally reached his orgasm and he came hard inside of you, his warm cum shooting out inside of you, filling you up and coating your insides white. You clutched onto him tighter as your face buried into his chest and your toes curled against the bed and your nails dug deeper into his back and your eyes rolled back and you moaned his name so loud you were almost sure anyone lingering downstairs could hear. 

“Oh, Elvis! My king! Yes..” you whimpered as you reached your orgasm and came all over his cock. Your bodies continued to move slowly against one another before the two of you came to a slow stop and you grabbed his face and kissed him passionately and deeply, he groaned softly on your lips. Elvis finally rolled off of you once he pulled out and he pulled you into his arms, wrapping them around you tight and keeping you as close as he could get you as his fingers traced along your sweaty body. 

“Oh, y/n, baby, you got something over me and I like it. Your body and your mind is something I was meant to have.” he mumbled as he tried to catch his breath and he left soft kisses along your shoulder and he nuzzled against you. “I love you, baby. Always have, always will. I love you so much it hurts.” he mumbled. His lips moving to your neck, kissing and nibbling along it as his other hand wraps around your waist. You purred softly as he kissed and nibbled your neck, curling your naked body against his, staring up at him. 

“I love you too, Elvis. I always have, I’ve never stopped loving you.” you hummed. Elvis smiles and leans over to kiss your lips once more and then he nuzzles his nose against your ear. 

“We were always meant to be together, doll. Always were. Always will be. Never doubt for a second, baby, that I love you more than anything in this whole goddamn world.” he whispered, kissing your cheek and then caressing your hair. You turned over in his arms and cuddled up against him as you wrapped yourself around him and you laid your head on his sweaty, hairy chest as one of your hands ran along his belly, tilting your head up to look at him. 

“It’s a shame you had to get married to someone else, but I’ve never stopped loving you, Elvis. Never.” you mumbled. His eyes remained locked on his as you both laid together in bed and his free hand continued to caress your hair gently. His tone is soft, loving, and passionate. 

“It was a crazy mistake to ever let you go. You know that, doll? I was a fool to ever think that we’d just end up being friends, baby. I never wanted to hurt you and you were so young and damn, darlin’, were you not the most beautiful young woman I’d ever laid eyes on. I’ve learned my lesson. I won’t let us go again.” he said softly, kissing your cheek. Your fingertips continued to run along his belly and you pressed a soft kiss to his hair chest as you gazed up at him, nodding your head slowly at his words. 

“I know, I know you didn’t. We were both young and you had your career to focus on. But I’m sure the Colonel had something to do with us not being together. I-I just can’t wait for you to be divorced. Then we can really be together.” you sighed softly. Elvis’ hand rubs up your back gently and he sighs as their lips touch in a soft kiss. 

“I’ve wanted to be divorced for so damn long, darlin’.. You have no idea how much I wanna leave that woman for good. But until the judge makes it official, I have to wait, ya know?” he said softly. You nodded at his words, biting your lip and pressing soft kisses to his chin, resting your head back against his chest. The two of you laid there in comfortable silence now as you held onto one another and he rested his eyes for a moment. You glanced up at him, smiling to yourself and then nuzzling your face back into his chest as you laid there listening to the thumping of his heart and his soft breathing. You couldn’t believe this had actually happened. You didn’t want this to happen not until he was single, but for some reason you didn’t feel bad at all. The way he made love to you was something you had never felt before with anyone. It felt like true love.. Something you had never felt with anyone but Elvis. He was truly meant for you and you for him. As you continued to lay there listening to him begin to snore you eventually drifted off to sleep as well, clinging to your man. 

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Tagging my usual taglist: @18lkpeters @iloveelvis @kaiistheguy @kendralavon7 @dkayfixates @genetakovicluvr. @peaceloveelvis @elvispresleygf @wanderingelvis @wanderlustingtomboy @richardslady121 @doll-elvis @honey6578 @amydarcimarie @returntopresley @presleyhearted @jaqueline19997 @elvisalltheway101 @literally-just-elvis-fics

#elvis presley #elvis imagine #elvis x reader #elvis x y/n #elvis smut #elvis fanfic #elvis fluff #big daddy elvis #big daddy

[leviismybby]

Levi Ackermann x Reader Smut Masterlist

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ONE SHOTS:

Maybe, Probably

Concept: After captain Levi caught you shamelessly making out with one of the cadets, you are put under his supervision. However, instead of severe punishment, your superior has a different idea in his mind.

There's A Crowd

Concept: A girl with big dreams, big goals and her professor, who is letting her reach those goals with all the wrong lessons.

What happened in Marley

Concept: A passionate night between you and Levi in Marley leads to Levi pushing you away, until one night where he can't control his feelings anymore.

Finders keepers

Concept: Levi steals a very important file from your desk during a meeting, furious you confront him about it which leads to interesting events.

Flashbacks

Flashbacks.pt2

Flashbacks.pt3

Concept: You and Levi spend a steamy night in his office together, the aftermath of that night doesn't leave either of your minds the next day.

Beautiful

Concept: Your husband hasn't touched you while you're pregnant and you start getting insecure, Levi shows you just how beautiful you really are.

Wishful thinking

Concept: Captian Levi starts having dirty thoughts about you and there is nothing that he can do about it.

Cruel fantasies

Concept: It was completely wrong of you to date someone else while still in love with your ex but it was even more wrong to use him as a memory of your former lover...

Stress relief

Concept: Levi notices that you are stressed due to all the paperwork, he helps you the best way he knows.

Seven days of the week

AOT veterans and random things/kinks they do during sex (Levi, Erwin and Miche)

Concept: What a week with your husband Levi looks like

Different seasons Levi and sex

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THIRSTS (°):

How I think Levi would be if it was your first time with him °

Levi can't keep his hands off of you when you're pregnant°

Levi being clingy during sex °

Virgin!Levi first time with you °

Fiance!Levi after you tease him about a maid outfit°

How Levi eats it °

Thigh riding °

Fiance!Levi helping you put your odm gear on°

Denying Levi sex for a month or two°

Husband!Levi with a breeding kink°

The difference between fucking and making love with Levi°

Sex with postwar!Levi°

Levi breaking your bed°

Shower Sex with Levi°

Accidentally giving your fiance!Levi a boner°

Levi loves your hips°

Makeup sex with Levi°

Training with fiance!Levi°

Postwar!Levi who wants to cover your body in his cum°

Sex with Levi but he is deeply in love with you°

Bestfriend!Levi who finally kisses you on the lips during sex°

Roommate!Levi catches you moaning his name°

Levi is the type of guy to spit on your pussy before eating you out°

Husband!Levi can't get enough of you after you're married°

Levi pressing kisses down your back during doggy°

Fiance!Levi seeing you in your new uniform for the first time°

Dirty talk with Levi°

Possessive and angry sex with your fiance!Levi°

Fiance!Levi did need the tie....°

Levi has a thing for you when you wear his clothes°

Levi and his high sex drive°

Captain Levi is cocky during punishments°

Husband!Levi with baby fever°

Sex on the of the walls with Levi°

Don't beg too much, Levi doesn't like it°

Levi is a clean freak or is he?°

Postwar!Levi who takes a liking to you despite the age difference°

Season 4 Levi treats you like a princess during sex°

Fiance!Levi who gets protective the first time you wear a bikini°

Underground Levi who is in his early 20s and still unexperienced°

Levi is a body worshipper°

Make out sessions with Levi°

Levi gets 100x hotter after giving you your first child°

When Levi gets to fuck you, he gets obsessed°

Fiance!Levi has a thing for taking you in front of the mirror°

Bestfriend!Levi who notices that your bf never satisfies you so he does instead°

Postwar!Levi eating you out°

Being the hairstylist for actor!Levi°

Season 4!Levi punishes you by cockwarming°

Levi taking his sexual frustration out on you°

How dilf!Levi fucks you°

REQUESTS(•):

Levi eating you out on his desk •

Levi's cravat •

Quickie •

Levi spitting in your mouth after eating you out •

Levi putting a pillow under your hips to go deeper •

Riding Levi •

Telling Levi "I want you to ruin me."•

Levi praising you during sex•

Levi's first time coming in you•

Levi's favorite sex position•

Belly bulge pressing with Levi•

Levi getting impatient while you ride him•

Soft morning sex with husband!Levi•

Levi helps you fall asleep by eating you out•

Teaching you how to cum on command just by his voice•

SHORT DRABBELS (×):

Levi wanting to get you pregnant again ×

Sub!Levi ×

Levi is a clean freak until... ×

Levi and love bites (ft. @youre-ackermine) ×°

Levi loves giving pleasure (ft. @youre-ackermine) ×°

Mean!Levi ×

Virgin postwar!Levi×

Levi and the body parts he likes the most during sex×

"What are these straps for?"×

Single!dad Levi×

Levi with a Marley!reader×

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#aot levi #levi #levi ackerman #captain levi #attack on titan #levi x reader #levi smut #levi x you #levi attack on titan #snk levi #levi x y/n #aot x y/n #aot smut #levi x fem!reader #levi x reader smut

[roxygen22]

Still Here

Chapter 1

Summary: After the life and home you built falls apart, you serendipitously bump into your old high school sweetheart, Timothée.

C/W: Divorce, mention of complicated pregnancy (nothing graphic)

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"I thought you were too good for this place, [Y/N]."

You spun around in the grocery store aisle to see your high school sweetheart, Timothée, holding a box of cereal in one hand, a shopping basket in the other, and a smirk on his face. His still very handsome face. He seemed to take great pleasure in the look of shock on yours.

"Timmy," you breathed.

"You came back."

<three weeks earlier>

The road ahead of you seemed to go on and on and on. You hadn't seen another car in at least an hour as you drove across the plains of Kansas. Your nine year old daughter, Madison, was asleep in the back seat, leaving you alone with your thoughts. Alone. That word didn't sit well with you.

A nasty divorce left you with nothing but what you could pack in your car. You had nowhere to go except back to your tiny hometown across the country in rural Tennessee to move back in with your parents. You hadn't been back since you graduated from high school 12 years ago.

You were valedictorian and had your pick of schools. Much to your parents' chagrin, you were itching to get as far away from the "sticks" as possible, so you applied to universities all along the West Coast. You were over the moon when you received a full ride to UCLA to study biomedical engineering, where you met...him. Your now ex-husband. The two of you met during convocation festivities your freshman, his junior year. You had just left your friends behind in Tennessee and had not yet built a local support network, so you latched onto this cute, kind man who picked up the book you dropped.

The kind man who later left you and your daughter to live with a younger woman who "gets" him better.

You and he dated for a little over a year before he asked you to marry him. Not one for big productions, you decided for a courthouse ceremony a few days later because you just couldn't wait to be joined with the love of your life in marriage forever. You were soon pregnant. Unfortunately, the pregnancy was not an easy one. Severe morning (more like morning, noon, and night) sickness led to multiple hospitalizations, forcing you to miss classes. You eventually reached a point of no return and had to drop out.

Your husband was still able to finish university, though, and was luckily able to quickly secure stable employment, which allowed you to stay home to care for your newborn baby. As the years passed, he became increasingly distant, staying late at work or making excuses to leave again once he was home. You weren't surprised when, after ten years of marriage, he told you he wanted a divorce, because you did, too. But you had no way to support yourself and a child. You hadn't held down a job since before Madison was born. Your work history prior to that was limited because you were so young. You had no collateral or credit history, either. Everything had been in his name.

You had to start over. You had to go back to the beginning.

Tennessee.

<present>

"You came back."

"Yes, I just recently moved back in with my parents. I-"

"Mom, can we get some chips? Nana doesn't have any good snacks," Madison complained behind you as she came back to the same aisle. Timothée went wide-eyed as he looked at the girl and then back at you. She leaned around you to stare back at him. "Who's he?"

"This is my- uh- friend from high school, Timothée. Timothée, this is my daughter, Madison."

"Whoa. She looks just like you did at that age." He shook his head as if to clear a fog. "Where are my manners?" he quipped as he stepped around you and held out his hand to her. "It's nice to meet you, Madison. Your mother and I go way back."

"You knew my mom when she was my age?"

"Before that, even. We went to school together all the way from kindergarten to senior year until she moved to California for college," Timothée replied before locking eyes with you. "She was very eager to get out of here, so I am rather surprised to run into her today."

"It's a long story." You cleared the lump forming in your throat and looked down at Madison. "We should get going. We need to get these groceries home and refrigerated again."

"Right, well, maybe I'll see you around again now that you are back in town." He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

"I'm sure we will bump into each other." Hopefully, you thought to yourself. "It's a small town - that's practically inevitable."

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Chapter 2

MASTERLIST

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Tag List: @croatianprincess

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[whataperfectwasteoftime]

Okay but Marcus’s praise kink?

Two miles long. He loves calling you his “good girl” but if you turn the tables and call him your “good boy”? Man might just spontaneously combust.

You're 100% right. The thing about Marcus Pike is that he's used to being the one in charge. He's used to making the first move, planning all the dates, and being the dominant one in bed.

(18+, smut under the cut) (also this got angsty oops)

And that's not to say he doesn't like it--he loves taking care of you. He loves to completely take you apart and then praise you for how well you break for him. He loves to whisper little sweet nothings in your ear when he gently slides into you, side by side. He loves surprising you with flowers "just because" and holding your chair out for you at dinner and making you breakfast in the morning. He's just Like That.

But somewhere along the line, his brain internalized the lesson that he's only worth what he gives to other people. Either from having a difficult child where he was forced the be the adult (I hc that he was the oldest child in a very large family and spent a lot of his childhood helping his overworked parents take care of the younger kids) or through a series of unhealthy relationships. But of course, the more Marcus gives over the years, the more people took.

Whether it was his ex-wife, who took advantage of his sense of chivalry and duty and got married too quickly after college even though he knew it wasn't a good match. She was drowning in student debt and he could help her, dammit.

Or maybe it was Teresa, who, unknowingly or not, used him to get to Patrick Jane. I don't think she did it intentionally--I think she was just interested in throwing herself into "the next best thing" as quickly as possible to distract her from her feelings. I think she did, at one point, want it to work. When he felt her slipping from him--the move, the job, the obvious tension between her and her partner--he gave more. And more, and more, and more. It's clear to me that Marcus thought the more he gave her, the more likely it was that she'd stay with him. So he gave. And Teresa took.

Marcus is used to giving.

So when he meets you, and you praise him for all that he gives you--before giving everything right back, he isn't sure what to do with himself.

He surprises you with flowers at work.

You manage to sneak Nationals tickets into his desk drawer.

He always runs around to the passenger side of his car to open the door for you.

You always text him "Good morning <3", without fail, every day.

He rasps praises above you while buried deep inside, the headboard shaking with how hard he's fucking you from behind, calling you his good girl for taking it so well, for being so responsive, for being so loud, for getting his cock so fucking wet when you cum.

But when you, in between your broken moans and choked cries as he hits that spot deep inside you that drives you wild, start to murmur back, barely aware of what you're saying, he's.... shocked.

"Marcus, f-fuck, you--you always feel so good like this. You fuck me so good, always take--hnng--such good care of m-me. It's so fucking good, Marcus."

He... his pace falters. You've never known him to falter when he's lost in you like this; he keeps his pace with ruthless precision.

"Say... say it again. Please." The words are barely audible, as if he's ashamed to ask.

"You're so good," you whisper. "You're so good to me. Your cock feels so good, everything feels good with you. You're fucking perfect, Marcus."

He suddenly falls, landing roughly on his elbows; his ragged breath is suddenly in your ear and his body cages you to the bed and he fucks harder.

Oh.

"G-Good," you pant, although with his weight pressing down on you, your voice is strangled with the effort of getting the word out. "You're so good, baby. You are." You reach behind you to card your hand through the hair on the back of his neck, eliciting a soft, broken sound from the man.

Your voice softens, contrasting heavily with the loud slap of your bodies as they collide.

"You can let go," you whisper softly, tenderly. "Good boy."

It ends him.

With a groan--that sounds ever so slightly like a sob--Marcus buries his head in the crook of your neck and cums with his entire body. You feel as though you move several inches up the bed as his hips roll and his back convulses with pleasure.

"T-Tell me... meant it," Marcus slurs into your skin as the two of you catch your breath.

You awkwardly turn underneath him, ignoring the soft noise of protest when he slips from your heat in the process. Looking up at him with soft eyes, you say it again.

"You are," you assure him. "So good. My good boy."

Marcus's disbelieving expression melts into a bright, warm smile. He kisses you once on the lips, then starts to trail his way down your body.

"Where are you going?" you ask, giggling.

He fixes you with a mischievous look. "Gonna show you just how good I can be."

#THESE ARE SUPPOSED TO BE DRABBLES PENNY #marcus pike #marcus pike x you #marcus pike x reader #marcus pike x f!reader #the mentalist #pedro pascal

[gimmethosedaddymilkers]

Arthur Morgan Modern Headcannons- Pregnancy

@cantchoosejust1​ This is for you! >:)

Just some modern Arthur and how anything related to pregnancy would work, so Female reader! 

Warnings!: NSFW 18+ themes, probs gonna have a little bit of smut considering ya know, pregnancy.

Lets GO

Okay straight from the get go, let’s get something straight.

Before you and Arthur are married you obviously had sex

and while you both did your best to be as safe as possible, getting tested, wearing condoms, birth control, the works

there were still some mishaps.

You forgot to take birth control

he got a little excited and so did you so you didn’t really stop to put on protection

So 

There were a couple of times where you two thought you were going to prematurely be parents.

and considering this is before you’re married the two of you get a little nervous.

Not like 

“Oh god we’re having a child out of wedlock” kind of nervous

but like

oh god

this wasn’t the plan

kind of nervous.

But

in all reality those few scares were nothing more than scares.

Though every time you’d have a scare Arthur was nothing but supportive. Worried he wouldn’t be a good dad, or that he’d mess something up, or hell afraid that you’d have the kid and leave.

He wasn’t completely ready to be a dad, not after everything that happened with his ex and Issac, who sadly passed

But he knew if it was gonna be with you he was gonna be okay.

Now

After you get married

and you don’t have a kid cause the scares were just scares...

The two of you will have to sit down and really talk about it.

How many kids do you want? When should you start trying? 

Do you want kids at all?

When the two of you decide you do want kids

its off from there

you just decide that no matter what the two of you will never be particularly ready for kids, no one is, so it’s best to just let nature take its course, not to try and force it

so the only change in the two of your lives is stopping your pills and you don’t have to spend cash on condoms anymore.

You and Arthur are both really surprised that you haven’t gotten pregnant before.

I mean

the man has

a breeding kink

i mean

god

One night, you and him go out drinking together, and you go to a small bar in town, hardly any people there, but you went with John and Abigail on their date night 

and my god

Arthur wasn’t dressed fancy by any means

but 

jesus

did he look good.

Still smeared with grease from working on cars all day, a tank top on showing off all the tattoos on his arms, and tight fitting jeans that framed those massive thighs of his just right

You literally apologized to John and Abigail and made him take you home.

He was confused at first but when the two of you get in the truck and he starts to worriedly ask you how you’re doing you simply tell him “drive” 

He does and when you hit the road you put your hair in a ponytail and get him worked up.

You were lucky you were on the back roads, that man was swerving all over the road, trying to use one hand to guide your head and the other to drive.

By the time you get home he’s got a stain on his pants and a second hard on

He takes the lead from there 

and let me tell you

after you literally pried him away from a bar to show to him just how turned on you got from him? 

He’s completely overcome

He nearly kicked the door in when you got him, and he carried you to the bedroom, his hands gripping your thighs without remorse. 

And when he has you on the bed 

jesus

he’s fantastic

He gets you worked up easy, I mean, you were already, but he makes sure you’re good and ready and then things get hot and heavy.

He’ll fuck you until you’re screaming, begging.

Your legs quivering and tears coming from your eyes

and the whole damn time he’s got that fucking smirk of his on his face, and that deep voice praising you, telling you what a good girl you are.

Not only that but when he’s close to finishing, and you’re close to finishing what has to be like your fifth climax, if you wrap your legs around him so he can’t pull out and tell him to fill you up he’ll bust right there.

The thought of you taking all of him, and he means all of him, turns him on to no end.

To know that a part of him is in you

goddamn

and hell

when he’s finished if he pulls out and his seed doesn’t exactly want to stay where it’s meant to be, he’ll gently push it back into you, muttering “Atta girl” as you whimper from the feeling.

After a night like that?

You had to be pregnant

I mean

come on

You even did that whole put your legs up to help it move down thing

which

you were exhausted so Arthur actually did it, holding your ankles with one hand and trying to slip boxers on with the other.

It was very entertaining for your lustfilled mind.

So

Within the next few weeks

About a month and a half later

you start to get really sick

that good old morning sickness

and the tests had been coming up negative so you’d thought that it hadn’t worked

but 

out of curiosity 

you took another one at work, one that you’d bought on your lunch break, and when you check it and it comes back positive you nearly scream at the top of your lungs with joy.

You’re bursting to tell Arthur when you get home and the whole drive back to the house after work you’re singing with the windows down.

You head straight to his shop, you don’t even think about going home, and you smile happily to see that both Charles and John are also in the shop

He’ll greet you with a smile and a kiss and ask you what has you so chipper.

“Arthur I’ve got news!” 

“What’s that Darlin’? You finally get that promotion?” 

“Better!” 

“Uh...A bonus?” 

“Nope!”

“Aw shit, I ain’t ever gonna get....Holy shit you’re pregnant ain’t you?” 

“You’re gonna be a dad Arthur.” 

“Holy Shit! I’m gonna be a dad!” 

He nearly bursts with joy himself and he grabs Charles and John by the shoulders, laughing with that hearty laugh of his, and then you.

He kisses you so deeply its as if he’s never kissed you before.

He’s never been so excited to call Hosea in his life, he’s practically pacing as he wipes his greasy hands on a towel and grabs his phone 

He’s got Hosea on speed dial and as soon as he picks up the phone he tells him to find Dutch too

Then

He simply

shouts

“Y/N’S Pregnant!” 

Then from the speaker phone 

Dutch

“That’s my boy!”

“DUTCH!” 

“I”VE BEEN WAITING FOR A GRANDSON FOR YEARS”

“WHAT ABOUT JACK?”

“JACK DOESN’T LIKE ME!”

“THEN DON’T BE A DICK”

The two of them argue for a while but in the end congratulate you.

From that moment on, throughout the entirety of your pregnancy Arthur is INCREDIBLY protective over you

I mean

even in the early stages

You aren’t allowed to lift heavy things

like

you’re two months in 

not allowed to lift anything over ten pounds

Arthur’s rules

If you wanna go out he wants to go to.

If you don’t let him, he’ll understand, but he’s gonna call you at least once every hour to make sure nothing happens to you or the baby

He drives you everywhere if he’s able.

That way if a crash happens he can blame himself for anything that happens to you or the baby rather than you blaming yourself for something happening to the baby

He reads up on anything thats baby related

prenatal

postnatal

hospital procedures

the best baby things to buy

the best cribs

bibs

highchairs

pack n’ plays

toys

binkies

bottles

anything he can get his oily mechanic hands on

he spends like 

95 percent of his time on his phone now doing research and keeping notes

when you’re overcome with morning sickness he’s right there holding your hair and offering you saltines

when your cravings come

no matter how late or how early

hes there

“Arthur”

“Hmh?”

“I want thin mints”

“Ain’t even girl scout season.”

“Arthurrrrrr I want cookiesss.”

*Deep sigh followed by the sound of a very large man leaving his very comfortable bed to get his very hot wife some very good cookies from the nearest open store.*

“Arthur! Can we stop at a Rally’s?”

“There ain’t a Rally’s within like fifteen miles of us, that’s like me takin’ you all the way to Texas Roadhouse Darlin’.”

“oh...okay.”

“An hour ain’t that long of a drive.” 

*Puts on your favorite country music because if you cry he will cry.*

He demands that the baby is gonna be a boy

you think it’s a girl

the joke is on the both of you when you go to your fifth or sixth month check up and

BAM fuckin

twins

apparently somewhere on Arthur’s biological side he’s got twins cause now you do

And it is offical

there’s a girl and a boy

HE PANICS

He was ready for one but now two?

GOD

you on the other hand

you just think 

“Im already huge im just gonna get bigger”

Arthur nearly slaps you but instead gives you an angry glare

he goes straight back to research, considering he now has an entirely different set of information to understand

all the twin things

now hes gotta buy double of things

His whole family is chipping in too

not just the two of you, everyone is absolutely PREPARED

for these babies

and obviously 

Karen and the other girls throw a shower for you

which you cry at

because

i mean

hormones

ya know

and you end up telling them all how much you love them

and appreciate them and

and

*Crying*

Literally have so much stuff theres no room in that tiny little ranch house, and it already needed upgraded anyway

so 

Arthur inlists the help of his brothers, and his fathers

Bill, Javier, John, Charles, Lenny, Sean, Hell Dutch even actually lifts a finger and you get to sit back and watch as they build a huge add on to your house

That was a day and a half

it was hot, so you were suffering with a massive stomach 

but 

Arthur was practically stripping for you so that was fantastic

however

not fantastic for him

because after everyone left you practically jumped his bones

I mean

you couldn’t do a lot

but he got the vibes

he was nervous

i mean

theres babies in there

but like

he’s never seen you so fuckin riled up and the fact that you were pregnant and STILL wanted him??

He couldn’t resist

I mean

You were too big to do the normal stuff but 

You found your ways to be sensual with each other

He found a way

The two of you on your side for slow evenings, behind you with gentle thrusts, very slow, and not exactly hot so much as intimate

but

HOT

He just fucks you from behind.

I mean

you can still bend, just don’t lay on your stomach lmao

Doggie style for the win

He’ll run his fingers over your pregnant belly and tell you just how beautiful you look to him with his kids in there

To him

never been a more beautiful thing in his life

Its on one of these very intimate nights, when you’re heavily pregnant, I mean

like

nine months

that your water breaks

you’d both passed out, but you woke up with just that

feeling

and you shook him awake

to which he responded with

“Darlin’ please, I gotta refill I can’t go again just yet-” With a very groggy sleepy wave your way

only for you to slap his hand gently

“It’s time you dork, I’m having these babies whether you like it or not.” 

HE 

IS

AWAKE

literally it takes all of five seconds and he’s slipped off the bed, onto the floor with a thud and then he’s up onto his knees looking at you with his hair all disheveled and eyes wide.

“It’s really time?”

“It’s time.”

He literally wanted to carry you to the car

but you wouldn’t let him throw his back out just because he wanted to do everything

so you waddle to the car and he’s rushing around, grabbing prepacked bags, making sure he doesn’t miss a single one

He grabs reading material

your favorite blanket

the keys to the new minivan you made him get.

and he throws everything in and rushes you to the nearest hospital

he’s cursing the whole time he drives, trying to figure out how to use the newer technology in the van

it has bluetooth for your phone

and he can’t for the life of him figure out how to use it to call 

So he finally says fuck it and asks you politely to call everyone

which 

you just call dutch

because he’s a gossip

and he answers angry at first but then is like

oh shit

its 

3 am

she’s doin the shit

and then he’s like “We’ll be there!” 

and from there he hangs up and he’ll go about getting literally the entire van der linde group rounded up

you get to the hospital easily

Arthur pretty much attempts to get you the best room available

and does everything in his power

hes a little mean to nurses but then immediately apologizes because hes just so nervous that he’s gonna fuck up but all the nurses are incredibly kind and explain that they understand

and that he’s not the worst they’ve seen and thank him for at least taking the time to apologize for his momentary rudness.

Eventally everyone is in the waiting room and Arthur has to run back and forth to give updates

he is running on pure spite, anxiety, fear, and all of the expresso he can get his hands on

Contractions

jesus

he feels so bad

he holds your hand 

and he doesn’t give a shit how hard you squeeze he wants you to be okay

he’d take away all your pain if he could

Every scream literally almost makes him cry

he tells you that you’re doing so good, and that you’re gonna be the absolute best mother anyone could ask for 

and that he’s gonna be by your side for every up and down

So when you get one baby out he’s relieved 

but then remembers that you have another to push out

and that theres still a placenta that you have to push out

and so

He literally doesn’t leave your side

kissing your forehead, squeezing your hand, doing whatever you need him to do

and then

you finally get everything done

you’re exhausted

you’re tired

but

you have two beautiful children

it took you thirteen hours

but they’re there and it was worth it

the boy

you name Issac, with Arthur’s permission

He literally cries in thank you for that.

The girl you name after your mother, which he was happy to agree to

you think the two look like him

but he swears that they look like you

You can see his nose in them, and his lips

but he thinks that they have your lips

they definitely have his eyes, both of them strikingly blue

they were both born with full heads of hair too, just the same color as Arthur’s 

When everyone else meets them 

it’s just a room full of crying adults

they all praise you for doing such a good job at giving birth and they cry at how beautiful your children are

and eventually Arthur shoos them out 

and the two of you sit and hold the twins, smiles on your face, you finally had the start of your already huge family.

You couldn’t be happier

and Arthur?

That man has never smiled any wider than he did when he was taking a picture of you, his beautiful wife, and his two wonderful twins laying on your chest

Later you see him change his phone screen to that picture, it’s his lockscreen and his homescreen, and your profile picture in his contacts followed my (My love)

He’s sappy like that

:) 

#arthur morgan #arthur morgan x reader #Arthur Morgan headcannons #rdr2 #rdr2 community #Rdr2 drabble #Rdr2 Headcannons #pregancy #pregnant reader #arthur morgan pregnancy headcannons

[panther-os]

Bastard Children Update: A Surprise Non-Bastard!

Friendly reminder that this au is entirely me doing whatever I want that I think is plausible, because this one reads a little cracky but I promise it works.

Also for clarification, a bastard or illegitimate child in this au is defined as "a child with anyone you are not in a committed relationship with" rather than "a child born out of wedlock". And also Ghost's dad is one of those bastards (as in personality) who's like "it's not cheating if there's only one committed relationship and all the rest is casual" so he did only have one girlfriend or wife at a time.

Anyways, I had this thought in the shower and the process was something like

Remember that one fic where "Price" isn't Price's original surname, he changed it to the kindly neighbor's after escaping his abusive family?

That was some good shit

Okay but what was his original surname?

John Reilly sounds nice

Wait, Riley belongs to another character already

WAIT

Price = bastard big brother????

And then this is what I cobbled together:

Laswell set up an alert for whenever Simon's DNA comes up in the results of a test, that way she can see if it's something innocent or someone getting Too Close to the identity of The Ghost (TM)

They have to run Price's DNA for insert reason here (maybe something something testing for something else and the lab has some deal with law enforcement in the fine print that's supposed to help catch criminals or something) and it comes back with Ghost (and the others) as a 25% match, which is typically grandparents, grandchildren, auncles, niblings, and half-siblings

Price is only three years older than Ghost and he's operating on the assumption it's a mistake, but he's doing his due-diligence and calls his sister to see if there's any family secrets

Turns out his mum is originally from Manchester, she was married and had his older sister there, then she got divorced, got "an evil ex-boyfriend", fled Manchester in the middle of the night with his sister to her family in Liverpool, met and had a one night stand with his dad before being ready to date again a year or two later (he wasn't ready for serious at the time either and became her close friend before anything else)

Price himself was born a questionable amount of time after the fleeing to Liverpool and one night stand and came out looking almost exactly like his mum, so they just crossed their fingers and prayed his dad was also his bio dad, his mum told his dad, and his older sister is capable of doing math

On a very educated hunch, Price sends his sister a picture of Ghost's dad, and sure enough he's the evil ex-boyfriend

Price never tells Simon this because at the time family was still an armed landmine of trauma for him, so instead he just committed to doing what he was already doing and big brothering the hell out of him

Then Simon's doing better and Cam and the groupchat come along and Price is trying to figure out whether or not to fess up to hiding it from him or if it's too late

Enter Cam being like "we should all do 23 & Me! it's not a perfect science but maybe we can find out if Simon and I have even more half siblings and it would be a fun group bonding thing to find out more about our families"

And, well, Price can't exactly be the only one refusing, that would be suspicious, now the only question is if he tells Simon before the tests or acts surprised or what - and also if it's bad that he kind of wants Gaz or Soap's test results to come with major family drama that eclipses his own

#/incoherent noises/ #call of duty #cod mwii #cod john price #simon ghost riley #the bastard children of bones riley

[merakiui]

i was thinking about sk!jade, but then it occurred to me. 

(modern au) serial killer scaramouche. maybe he’s targeting you because you work at ei’s company and he just automatically dislikes you because you’re associated with ei. maybe he targets ei’s secretaries just so that she (though namely miko) is always forced to promote or hire a new secretary. or maybe he loves you to death and is so very jealous that every little thing you do with another person makes him want to kill you. the “if i can’t have you, no one can” mentality. 

or maybe, since he’s always felt so unloved and unwanted, scara sleeps around a lot in order to fill the hole in his heart. but usually all of these trysts end in murder because, though the people he sleeps with claim he’s the prettiest they’ve ever seen, they can’t give him a satisfactory/acceptable reason as to why they like him or wanted to sleep with him in the first place. and none of them fill his heart in the way he wants it to be filled. maybe you managed to escape his grasp because, though he played the sweet, sociable guy card and was perfect with all of his charming flirts, you didn’t want to sleep with him right away. or maybe you did, but he felt oddly whole throughout the entire ordeal and now he’s very conflicted because, though your answer for why you think he’s cute is so very lame, he feels like killing you wouldn’t give him the temporary satisfaction that killing other people does. 

or maybe sk!childe and sk!scara are targeting the same person but for different reasons. childe is dating you (or perhaps he’s married to you) and things seem normal and sweet, but the truth is that he really has this urge to just,,, paint you in the prettiest shades of red (blood) and see you struggle and fight for your life like his past ex-partners have. he wants to see what expressions you’ll give him when he’s stripping away slices of your soul. childe looks for victims who resemble you or have similar features/fashion styles/hairstyles/etc so that he won’t end up doing something foolish like actually hurting you. but the more people he kills, the more he just wants to cut into you. just a little bit. he’s a good guy, honestly! he’s a sweet big brother and a family man at heart. but beneath all of that he really loves to watch the hope drain from people’s eyes. perhaps his father sent him into military because he was too much to handle and childe got his thirst for murder/bloodshed through his experiences fighting. or you could consider the abyss a criminal organization that kidnapped childe when he was young and so he was exposed to a lot of dangerous, explicit things. hmm many thoughts.

scaramouche has always been in love with you since your uni days, but you were always so wrapped up in childe to even bother noticing a quiet loner like him. scara tries to integrate himself into social circles come his last year of uni, but no matter what he does you never notice him. he stalks you all throughout your years at uni and even after you graduate he follows you to wherever you go. unfortunately, you and childe are still together. but that doesn’t hinder his infatuation with you. maybe scara’s motives for killing are simply him trying to fill the empty void within himself or it’s that feeling of control he gets when his victims’ lives rest in his merciless palms. scara wants to kill you most days because he’s jealous of everything you have and everything you are and that he can’t be your lover, but there are some days where he just wants to keep you locked in his room so he can always smother you in love. 

#meraki mumbles #yandere scaramouche #the thoughts and dynamics are really scattered but please hear me out on this one orz

[specialagentlokitty]

Lestrade x reader - What’s yours is mine

- Mycroft x Reader or Lestrade x Reader- stealing each others clothes. - @mxacegrey 💜

You wanted to sleep so badly, but the pounding on your flat door was giving you no help, so you eventually got up, looking around you found a jumper on the floor and tossed it on before walking over and opening it.

“Sherlock, John.”

You let the two in and walked to the kitchen to put the kettle on while they followed you and sat down at the table.

“Put some trousers on.” Sherlock said, looking through your cupboards.

You noticed John had his back to you and you laughed.

“I’m wearing shorts of worry.”

Setting three cups on the table you listened to why they had come to the flat at such an odd hour at night.

“So, you’re angry with Greg so you thought you’d come annoy me?”

“I did try stop him (Y/N) I’m sorry.”

Smiling you shook your head at John and turned to Sherlock who was still looking around.

“You won’t find them Sherlock Holmes. I know how to hide cigarettes, I hide Greg’s every time he tries sneaking a new pack in.”

“I just need one!”

“Nope.”

You watched him huff and jumped on the chair, tapping his fingers on the table trying to find some way to occupy his mind.

“If you want something to do you can do something for me.”

You told Sherlock about your friend who lived just out the city who Kees having break ins but nothing gets taken, and no matter what she did nothing worked.

“Jealous ex.” Sherlock said.

“That’s the clear answer right? But it’s not, she only ever date one guy, married him, and he’s overseas at the minute serving in the military.”

Sherlock began to list other things it could be but you kept disproving him, and finally you had peaked his interest.

“We’ll go in the morning, thanks (Y/N).” John smiled.

You watched as Sherlock wondered your flat.

You had grown to accept the man was like a huge child, and you couldn’t control him half the time so you just let him wonder.

You turned to John and you guys spoke for a little while before Sherlock came back.

“He’s coming back to apologise to you in the morning, and he’s the one that took your favourite hoodie.” Sherlock said.

“Right, okay, thank you? But I wanna sleep now so like, go home you strays.”

Sherlock frowned at you and he marched over.

“Where are the cigarettes?”

He grabbed your arm, feeling your pulse as he spoke to you, you looked to John and he nodded his head.

“Since you played nicely you’re allowed one. It’s in your coat pocket I put one in there when you hung it up.”

Sherlock rushed to his jacket and you saw them out before going to collapse in bed.

You wanted to take the jumper off, but you liked the fact it smelled like your boyfriend, so you decided to keep it on.

Lestrade came to your flat early that morning, he had the day off and he wanted to spend it with you, he didn’t want to keep arguing.

He let himself in and made his way to the bedroom, knowing full well that you wouldn’t be up at this time.

You were still fast asleep and he smiled, taking his shoes off, he changed into some pajama trousers and crawled into the bed with you.

You turned over and put your arm around him, patting his back until you found the hood to the hoodie before pulling it lightly.

“That’s.. mine…” you mumbled.

Lestrade smiled, putting his forehead against yours.

“That my jumper.” Softly replied.

“It smells like you…”

He smiled, resting his chin above your head as he held you softly in his arms.

You shuffled to get a little more comfortable and a small smile graced your face.

“I’m sorry for the other night…”

“Let me sleep…”

He laughed and agreed, tangling his legs with yours as he closed his eyes.

You woke up before him this time, and you slipped out of bed, looking around, you took the jumper off, swapping it for his discarded shirt and changed into some jeans as you started to ready to go to the shop.

“Seriously my shirt? What am I supposed to wear outside?”

“Jumper?”

“With no shirt?”

You rolled your eyes and looked at him still wearing your hoodie.

“You have a hoodie, my hoodie, so I have a shirt, your shirt.”

“(Y/N) its cold, go put a jacket on.”

You waltzed over and pulled the drawstrings of the hoodie, making him yelp as he quickly loosened it again and watched you put his jumper on.

When you walked back over he poked your forehead and you smirked a little, holding your hand out to him.

“I’m not going outside in your hoodie.”

“Okay, well I’m going to the shop, love you!”

“(Y/N)!”

Lestrade jogged after you before you could close the door on him.

He pouted and you laughed at him as you locked your door, and held your hand out to him.

“Does this hurt your pride?” You mocked.

Lestrade laced his fingers with yours and you guys started to walk.

“No, it’s just cold.”

“Well maybe if you stopped stealing my hoodie and jackets I wouldn’t steal your stuff Greg.”

“We’ll just stop buying them in my sizes.”

You rested your head on his arm and he smiled down at you.

Truth be told he stole your clothes for the same reason your stole his. They smelled like you, and it was as comforting to be surrounded by your scent when he wasn’t with you.

You were home, and he was your home, so it was a little reminder who the person you loved and wanted to be with.

Plus he stuck by what he said, if you didn’t want him to steal them stop buying them so big because he was going to keep taking them

#bbc sherlock #bbc sherlock imagine #bbc sherlock x reader #bbc sherlock lestrade #bbc sherlock x you #lestrade x you #greg lestrade x reader #greg lestrade #gregory lestrade #lestrade x reader #detective lestrade