#I would be so pressed if someone turned me down to date my twin

[modeus-the-unbound]

I cracked the codes and figured out how we will make Damsel do her sad frowny face in the Pristine Cut!

First get her to the upper room of the cabin, as shown.

Once there when she asks, "What do you wanna do." You will get the option to ask, "Well...if I can ask you something a little personal...." This will cause her to lean forwards in interest. Like so.

And then she will respond "Of course, anything. Just say what you want." Which will be responded to by LQ without the players input asking. "Do you know if Prisoner is seeing anyone?" Resulting in the camera zooming ij further on this expression.

#humor #slay the princess #modeus's autistic ramblings #I would be so pressed if someone turned me down to date my twin #i don't have a twin #but still #the damsel #the prisoner #long quiet is into Kuudere girls

[joeys-babe]

Joey B blurbs: Isn’t She Lovely

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Summary: Joe brings the twins with him to one of his press conferences, but all Miles seems to want is ‘Momma’.

Warnings: Fluff

Pairing: Joe Burrow x reader

Imagine Universe: Into The Mystic

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*No particular date for this fic!*

(Joe’s pov)

“Joe, my mom’s calling. Can you take the boys with you?” - you

“To my conference??” - Joe

y/n, Tyson, and Miles came over to Paycor today to watch us practice.

Afterward, I and a couple of the other guys stayed back to play football with the kids. The guys made a few jokes after Tyson successfully threw a spiral at two years old. I thought it was accidental, but Ja’marr and Tee swore it was the ‘Burrow gene’.

Now that almost everyone had left the stadium, y/n and the twins were allowed to come into the locker room with me.

y/n got on to me about how messy my locker was. I told her it was fine, but Tee made a ‘Happy wife, happy life’ joke saying I should clean it.

In the end, I knew I would end up doing it anyway to please her because that woman had me wrapped around her finger. She has since high school.

Currently, I was just about to step into the media room when y/n came rushing up to me, the twins behind her, saying that her mom sent a text saying call me ASAP.

Zac had just walked out from his conference, and he heard our conversation.

“You’re allowed to take ‘em in if you want to. I know you would rather be with them than have someone else watch them.” - Zac

“Yeah, okay. Thanks.” - Joe

“No problem, kid.” - Zac walked off

y/n stood in front of me, her phone still ringing, and I made a split-second decision.

“Go ahead, I’ll take ‘em, baby.” - Joe

“Thank you, you're the best, Joe.” - you

She looked around to see if anyone was present, and when there wasn't anyone, she pressed a quick peck to my lips.

I watched her speedwalk down the hall toward the women's bathroom to have some privacy, and I bent down to the twin's level.

“You guys have to go in there with me for my press conference, okay? You know those videos you watch of me with Mommy where the people ask me questions?” - Joe

“Yeh!” - Tyson

“You guys are gonna sit on my lap for one, okay? If you wanna leave at any point tell me.” - Joe

“Ok, Dada.” - Tyson

“What about you Miles? Sound good?” - Joe

“Sound great, Daddy.” - Miles

I stood up and picked them both up, one in each arm, and walked into the media room.

It was kinda funny watching the reporter’s faces turn to shock. They knew I was a reserved, closed-off person, and that I hated the media, so for me to bring my kids in here was surprising to them.

Pulling my chair out, I sat down and situated the boys on my lap. One sat on each leg.

Tyson laid his head on my shoulder while Miles was looking around, trying to figure everything out.

“How’s it goin’.” - Joe

Everything was silent.

“What’s this?” - Reporter 1

“A one-time thing.” - Joe chuckled

Everyone in the room laughed before a reporter spoke up.

“Who are these cuties?” - Reporter 2

“They're my two-year-old twins. Wanna say your names?” - Joe

I almost laughed as Miles immediately lept forward and grabbed the mic.

“I’m Miles.” - Miles

His voice was super loud in the speakers from how close he was to the mic, and I couldn't help but bust out laughing.

Eventually, I pulled Miles back into my lap and nudged Tyson. He silently shook his head.

“This is Tyson. He's my little mini-me and doesn't like the media like his daddy.” - Joe

The room laughed again before I continued talking.

“You guys can interact with the boys for a little bit but I'm here to talk football.” - Joe

For the first time since I walked in, the room fell silent, till Miles spoke up.

“Momma!” - Miles

“Someone wants his momma.” - Reporter 3 laughed

“Yeah. She’s on the phone, which is why I had to bring ‘em in here.” - Joe

“Momma?” - Miles looked up at Joe

“She’s on the phone, buddy. If you guys can't already tell, he's a momma’s boy. He’s more like her than me personality-wise.” - Joe

“So he’s social?” - Reporter 2 jokes

I laughed as I nodded my head, finding his dig at me to be funny.

“Momma!” - Miles whined

“Guys, excuse me, but I'm probably gonna have to call my wife.” - Joe

This was the most unorganized thing I've ever done.

Pulling my phone out to call y/n, she answered pretty fast.

“Hello? Are you still in your conference?” - you

“Yes, but can you come get Miles? He wants you like bad.” - Joe

“Oh yeah, of course. I’ll be right there.” - you

“Okay, good. See you in a sec.” - Joe

“I won't say I love you, so you don't have to say it back. I know you don't want that being picked up on the mic.” - you laughed

“I love you too, bye.” - Joe smiled

“What?!” - you

I hung up just after that, not caring that I said it right into the mic.

“She’s coming to get this one.” - Joe

I nodded at Miles, then realized he was waving directly at a female reporter.

Just a few seconds went by before the media room door opened and y/n walked in.

She looked at me, unsure of what to do, so I flicked my head telling her to come in my direction.

y/n walked up the platform steps and took Miles from my lap, who was smiling from ear to ear.

“Do you wanna go with Momma too?” - Joe

Tyson shook his head no and sat up, now facing the room of seated reporters.

I leaned the mic away from my mouth and whispered to y/n.

“Thanks, Mama. You look beautiful by the way. I'll see you after this is over.” - Joe grinned

She grinned at me, her cheeks flushing as she situated Miles on her hip before waking away.

When I faced the reporters and fixed the mic back to point toward my face, they all had smiles on their faces.

“Did… did you guys hear that?” - Joe

All at once they all said yes, yeah, mhm, yup.

My cheeks turned red from embarrassment, this was an absolute trainwreck.

“So… Tyson, what can you tell us about your daddy? What does he do at home?” - Reporter 3

“Uhm…” - Tyson sighed

All of the reporters laughed, finding it so funny that Tyson just pulled something so characteristically me.

“He is just like you!” - Reporter 1

“What do I do at home, Ty?” - Joe

“Kiss Mommy.” - Tyson giggled

I immediately groaned and covered my face with my hand. Tyson kept on laughing, and so were the reporters.

“I’m getting exposed right now.” - Joe

“We, Uhm, pway foot…ball.” - Tyson

“We do.” - Joe nodded

“That’s it.” - Tyson blabbered

The room laughed once again till a reporter spoke up.

“So all he does is kiss your mom and play football?” - Reporter 3

“Mhm!” - Tyson

“Pretty accurate, not gonna lie.” - Joe

“Joe, you're pretty smitten with your wife, yeah?” - Reporter 5

“Have been since high school. She’s the best though. The best mom, wife, best friend… and so much more. She keeps me grounded. I know I usually keep my personal life separate from football, but I love her more than anything.” - Joe

“More than football?” - Reporter 2

“More than anything.” - Joe reiterated

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Authors note: though Joe would never do this, let's just imagine he would.

Request for this fic;

Hope you enjoyed! 💕

#joe burrow #bengals #joe burrow imagine #joe burrow x reader #joey b #cincinnati bengals

[afro-hispwriter]

My Everything(Kai Anderson)

Kai Anderson x black!reader(no heavy descriptions)

Summary- You're Kai's everything but you don't know it until he says it

Warnings- brief fear of s/o,  slight housewife!y/n, slapping, meadow being a bitch, slight vulnerable kai

Wc- 1.9k

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Being the mother of the children of a cult leader was surprisingly better than expected.

Kai always treated you well, ever since the day you met he always seemed to have a sweet spot for you. And it always shocked you because you've heard so much of him from Winter who introduced you two in the first place. 

And with how sweet he treated you it wasn't long until you fell in love with him. 

But everything changed when you got pregnant, and it was also around the time the cult started forming. You wanted to join, be a part of something but Kai said you weren't allowed to. 

You ended up having twins, a boy, and a girl. Peter and Paradyce. Kai at first wanted to name Peter, Charles, or Charlie but you convinced him to Peter. 

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"We should consider sending them to school, let them get a taste of hanging out with other kids."  You say as you watched Kai read through the pre-k brochures. 

"Women have always taught their kids at home and they always turn out fine." You hated when he turned all misogynistic.

"Kai, please it's already hard enough for me to take care of the twins and the house at the same time. With them, at school, this would give me time and peace of mind to stalk up on groceries and any other errands I need." He set the brochure down and rubbed his chin.

"Okay, doll." You were shocked by how compliant he was. 

"Really? Okay, I'll call the school tomorrow." You stand up with a smile and as you walked past him he grabbed your hand making you stop.

"Anything for you." Your heart swelled at his words and you swear you could've melted when his lips met the back of your hand. 

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"So you're telling me these past 3-4 years you and Kai haven't talked about what you are? At all?" Beverly asks you.

"Im just the mother of his children." You say as you turn the stove on.

"Please, you're basically his housewife," Meadow says, bitterly you should say. You frowned and put the pot on the stove. 

"She's kind of right, you're his housewife that he has sex with almost every day," Beverly says and you sighed.

Were you really just the housewife?

"Don't listen to them Y/n," Winter says and swings an arm around your shoulders. "You should hear the way Kai talks about you, he loves you and the kids so much." Ivy walked in and threw some packages on the table.

"Are we shit-talking Kai? Because he's been a real dick lately, but whats knew?" They all laughed besides you and Meadow. 

"Kai is nice to me." They all look at you. 

"I guess, he probably just has a sweet spot for you which is very hard to believe." 

"I guess." You respond and pressed your lips together. Meadow scoffed again and rolled her eyes before walking out. You never knew why Meadow never liked you, you've always tried to be nice to her. 

"Don't worry about her, she's just angry that Kai is in love with you and not her." You couldn't deny it made you jealous knowing another woman loved Kai like you do. But now you know why she doesn't like you. 

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You questioned yourself the whole night.

Were you really just someone who made his life easier? 

You just dropped the kids off at school and a meeting was just ending. As the members started walking up the stairs and leaving the house one by one. You stood just outside the basement entrance, trying to gain the confidence to talk to Kai about a serious matter. 

When nobody came up you took in a deep breath. And leaned against the wall. 

Kai told you that you weren't allowed in the basement, it was his house so he had the right. But you've been living in that house for the past 4 years, you've cleaned that house multiple times and kept it up to date. It's just as much as your house as it is Kai's, so you were going down into the basement. 

You walked down the steps quietly, just encase there was someone still down there. And there was. You peered down so you could see but was still hidden from anyone's eyes. Kai and Meadow sat across each other with their pinkies linked. 

Anxiety, jealousy, and insecurity surged through your veins. But you had to see what they were doing. They talked lowly but from what you heard Meadow said something about 'Housewives' and 'Alcoholics'. You thought it was no big deal but it seemed to anger Kai because he suddenly raised his hand and smacked Maedow across the face, hard. Making her fall and hit the ground. 

You gasped and slapped a hand over your mouth. 

"ARE YOU GOING TO WASTE MY TIME!?" His screaming startled you so you slowly started to back out, shutting the basement door behind you softly. Your heart was racing and you felt a little lightheaded so you sat down on the couch with your head in your hands. 

You've never seen him act that way. That wasn't your Kai right there. But what if that was his true self and he just used this fake version of himself around you?

It wasn't long before Meadow came up the stairs, trying to make everything okay. She didn't even say goodbye as she closed the front door behind her. Kai came up next and your heart started racing. His fists were clenched and he had a scowl on his face. You stayed quiet waiting for him to make a move and he did.

He slowly started walking to the couch and flopped down next to you making you bounce with it. He groaned and rubbed his forehead. 

"Kids at school?" He asks not looking at you. 

"Mhm." 

"Good, that means we're alone." He says and suddenly wraps his arms around you and roughly tried to pull you into his lap. You gasped and shoved him away, almost falling off the couch. Kai looked at you in confusion, more like as if you went crazy. 

"I-I have to go get groceries for lunch and dinner." You said shakily and walked away. Kai frowned and his eyes followed you to watch you grab your bag. He stood up and leaned against a support, he then dig into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. 

"Go get everything and pay with this." He says and holds out his debit card. "Get yourself something nice too." You hesitantly grabbed the card and tossed it into your bag. 

"Thank you." You walked past him but he grabbed your arm and dragged you back.

“You can’t leave without giving me a kiss from those perfect lips.” He started to lean in and you let out a small sigh. You didn’t want him to get angry so you complied and pecked his lips. “Hey-.” You cut him off.

“Gotta go.” You left quickly before he could say or do anything, leaving him standing there in confusion. 

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You came back home and unloaded everything, all by yourself. While Kai typed away on his computer, not even sparing you a glance. 

You’ve never been scared to talk to Kai because you always believed he was a good man with some issues. You reorganized the fridge and pantry and put all the food in its place. And as you did so you didn’t notice Kai start to walk up behind you. He peered over your shoulder and his chin dug into your shoulder. The slight pain and ticking made you tense up. 

“Why do you keep tensing? Relax doll.” 

“I-I can’t.” You didn’t turn around just kept pulling things from the bags. Kai chuckled and put both of his hands on either side of you and rested them on the counter, trapping you. 

“Come on, you’ve been acting weird and denied me your sweet perfect pussy this morning.” He cooed in your ear and reached down to grab your cunt through your leggings. You whimpered and grabbed his wrist. 

“Stop.” Once again, another rejection but this time Kai let out a low rumble. He flipped you around and shoved you into the counter.

“Why do you keep saying no?” He pushed himself flush against you and you stared up at him in fear. 

“I-I-.”

“SPEAK!”

“I SAW YOU HIT MEADOW!” You say and squeeze your eyes shut. “I went down there to talk to you about something, and I saw you smack her.” He stayed quiet and backed up.

“I thought I told you too never go down there.” 

“I know.”

“THEN WHY DID YOU!?” He swung his arm at you and you instantly cowered down and shielded your face. You didn’t see but Kai’s shoulders fell and he pulled his hair slightly.

“Please don’t.” You whimpered and suddenly there was a thud. You opened your eyes and searched for Kai but he wasn’t there, so you looked down. 

He was on his knees in front of you looking down. 

“Kai?” He looked up and raised himself on his knees. He grabbed your waist and pulled you close to him so he could bury his face into your stomach. 

“I'd never hurt you or the kids, you just saw me disciplining Meadow.” 

“Why?” Tears started to brim in your eyes. 

“She wasn’t being respectful of my time baby.” He grabbed your hands and kissed them. You swallowed bard and tears started falling. 

“What am I to you Kai? Your housewife, mother of your children, what?” Kai took in a deep breath and started to sit back and pulled you down gently with him. You were hesitating clearly.

“Shhh it’s okay, I won't hurt you.” You softly landed on the floor and he pulled you to straddle him. “You baby are my person, the person I can come home to and be vulnerable. And everyone knows I hate that. You’re my everything baby.” You let out a shuddering cry and Kai pressed your foreheads together. “I'm sorry I scared you.” 

You didn’t respond, just pushed yourself into his body. He kissed the side of your head before grabbing your hair and gently pulling your head back. There was a small moment of just staring into each other's eyes until Kai slammed his lips on yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he started to push you down to the floor. 

“Not on the floor.” You mumbled against his lips. 

“Yes on the floor.” He pulled away and buried his hands up your shirt. “I'm going to marry you, you’ll be officially the queen.” 

“Aren’t I already, your followers all fucking respect me.” You say and he pinches your skin making you gasp and buck your hips. 

“I love when you talk like that.” He started to take his shirt off and you stopped him by placing a hand over his chest.

“I forgive you, Kai.” You reached up and stoked his cheek. He turned his head and kissed the palm. You pushed your crotch against him to make his bulge rub your clothed clit slightly. 

“So needy.” You look back and looked at the clock on the stove from an upside-down angle.

“We’ll send Winter to get the kids.”

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A/n- hope you guys liked this:) I'm thinking of writing a series of one-shots set in this fics storyline

#kai anderson x reader #kai anderson x black!reader #kai anderson #ahs cult #evan peters x black!reader #evan peters #evan peters x reader #kai anderson smut #evan peters smut

[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

hi i love your writing style <33 would you write a oneshot where y/n and fred have been dating for a few months and r really secure in their love for one another and at a party someone polyjuices into y/n to make fred think they cheated, but he just knows they'd never do that? ^^

NICE TRY

Pairings: Fred Weasley x Fem!reader Summary: ^^^ Warnings: mention of cheating.

the loud music was blasting Fred's ears. there were people dancing and screaming as he pushed through to get more firewhiskey

the older years of Gryffindor were celebrating another win in Quidditch.

Fred took a chug as he went back to George to find a few first years with cups in their hands. he shook his head and went up to them.

he snatched the cups from the two boys hands and ushered them away

"go back to bed, you're too young for this" he demanded

"you can't make us!" they yelled at him defensively

"if you don't go back to your dorms I will make sure the rest of your years here that I'm still here will be hell, I'm talking pranks every day on you and all of your friends" Fred threatened.

the boys had heard of Fred and George. and they usually laughed at the pranks they came across that the twins did, and they couldn't imagine the victims being them.

they looked at the ground and pushed past the older kids to go to their dorms, Fred watched to make sure they went up the stairs before going to find George

"what took you so long?" George asked him

"came across some first years sneaking in, think they can come down here and party with the big people" he laughed

"how many of those have you had?" George nodded to Fred's cup

"only a few, it'll probably be my last, I don't wanna get too hammered tonight" Fred shrugged

"not me, I'm getting wasted!" George chuckled drunkenly, already seeming wasted enough.

Fred chuckled at his brother and took another sip of his drink.

George distracted himself by talking to Lee while Fred felt hands on his body, roaming down his sides and up to his chest

he looked to who he was looking at to see a drunk girl all over him

"hey cutie" she yelled over the music, going on her tippy toes to get closer to his face.

Fred backed away from her, the scent of the alcohol as he breathed on him made him sick.

Fred never allowed any girl who flirted with him to be near him, he would turn them down straight away and make them leave him alone

that was ever since he was claimed by you 5 months ago. he had high hopes for you guys as you'd been friends for years before that, and you both seemed so in love with each other.

Fred often got hit on or flirted with, whether it was the occasional girl throwing herself onto him, or just openly flirting with him, and he never liked it.

he made sure everyone knew he was in a committed relationship with you, he would show you off to everybody. taking you wherever he went where he get you into trouble and get detention.

he never made you feel like you weren't good enough or that he would leave you, he made sure you felt like the only girl in the world to him, that you were his world.

the girl scoffed and walked away from him when he told her to leave him alone, that he wasn't interested

George went up to Fred as he finished his drink

"I don't know if I'm seeing right, because it's kind of blurry, but is that Y/n over there?" George pointed to the corner where you were pressed up against a wall with a guy making out with you, his hands sliding up your thigh

Fred looked over and squinted to make sure it was you through the subtle red lights.

"yeah" Fred answered

"what are you gonna do?" George slurred as Fred looked back at him

Fred held out his cup for George to take but then retracted it

"never mind, I think you've had enough" Fred sighed before walking towards you, putting the drink on a table that was on his way to you

he got to the corner and raised his eyebrows

"having fun?" he questioned them but they only continued their makeout session

Fred rolled his eyes before pushing the guy off of 'you'

"what the hell man?!" the guy yelled at him angrily before realising it was Fred and ran off

he looked at the girl who looked at you and glared

"what are you doing?" he sneered

"what does it look like?" she spat

"alright whatever, who are you?" Fred shook his head, annoyed at the situation

"your ex girlfriend now" she smiled sarcastically

by the looks and sound of it, she wasn't drunk

but either way, Fred knew it wasn't you. you would never do something like this, you had no interest in any other guy but him and you liked to show it.

and he trusted you, with everything in him, he trusted you and knew you weren't someone to trust, you hated the thought that people do that to others.

he found it funny that this person thinks they could do this

"you know what I find funny?" he smiled at her

"what?" she crossed her arms

"I find it funny that Y/n went to bed an hour ago"

the girl in your form laughed it off

"you believed that! as soon as I walked away from you I came back" she giggled

"I walked her up the stairs, I walked away from her soo" he clicked his tongue, squinting his eyes like he was in thought

"I don't know what to tell you, Fred, I don't wanna be with you anymore, when you left me I came back down" she shrugged

"nice try, but she wouldn't do this" Fred blinked

"Fred leave me alone, we're over" she tried walking away from him but he pulled her back, feeling the shape of a bottle in her pocket of her robe.

he put his hand in her pocket and pulled it out

"give me that!" she yelled and tried to get it out of his hands

he lifted it up in the air and took a sniff to smell exactly what he thought it was

"I'm gonna ask you again, who are you?" he put the bottle in his out pocket

"none of your business" she growled

"fine, when does it run out?" he asked her

"why would I tell you that?" she raised her eyebrows

"because I don't want people thinking my girlfriend is a slut going around making out with fifty guys" he answered her angrily

"it's been one, actually" the girl scoffed

"alright then, well done. when does it ware off" he repeated

"no"

"do you want to make this harder than it has to be?" Fred crossed his arms

the girl refused to talk and just stood there

"you know, I'll have to tell Professor you raided his potions, that'll be at least 3 weeks detention" he grinned at her, making her glare

"so what's your name?" he questioned, growing tired of her

"Anna" she mumbled but he heard

"Anna Trent?" he wondered

she nodded her head, her face beginning to change back to her normal face

"right, well, Goodnight Trent. and I'll have you know that you will seriously regret it if you try this again" he threatened before leaving her there as she morphed into herself

he went up the stairs and walked to his dorm, opening the door to find you in his bed, asleep

he took off his jacket and put the potion on the table, making sure to remember where it was for later.

he climbed into his bed and smiled when you snuggled into him

"Freddie?" he heard you mumble as you moved closer to him

"why aren't you sleeping, Love?" he kissed your head, wrapping a hand around your waist

"couldn't. how was the party?" you muttered sleepily

"boring. go back to sleep, Love" he replied, lifting your leg to wrap it around his torso as he got comfortable

"I love you" your kissed him before yawning

"I love you more" he stroked your hair until you fell asleep.

he smiled knowing it couldn't've been you as he heard your light snores.

you were right here, in his bed waiting for him to come back to you, cuddled up to his pillow as if it was him.

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#fred weasley imagine #fred weasely x y/n #fred weasley x fem!reader #imagines #oneshot #griffindor #james phelps #request #fluff #x fem!reader #harry potter imagines #fred and george #fred weasley

[watchmegetobsessed]

SECRET

A/N: it's been a while since we last heard of my fav little family so here is a sweet little blurb that was kinda based on something i've seen on tiktok recently!

PAIRING: husband!dad!Harry X Reader

SUMMARY: You ask Harry to share a secret with you, then you share one of your own as well.

WORD COUNT: 1.1k

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The twins are spending the weekend with Anne and Ellie was invited to a sleepover birthday party, you just dropped her off, so it’s just you, Harry and Leo for tonight. It’s been a particularly hot day today, Harry texted you a picture of Leo in the inflatable kids’ pool, wearing his yellow sunhat, laughing wildly into the camera, his round belly looking so kissable, he only wore his nappy.

“Where are two of my favorite three men?” you hum to yourself as you set the grocery bag down in the kitchen and go to look for them.

The sliding door to the backyard is open so that’s where you head. You hear absolute silence and the little kids’ pool is now abandoned next to the big one. You stop on the terrace and looking around you spot Harry’s lying form on the massive sunbed covered by a lanai, shading them from the Sun and as you stroll closer you see that he is sleeping soundly, Leo on top of his chest, both of them out cold.

Your heart swells at the sight, Leo in his nappy, Harry in his swimming shorts, just enjoying the warm weather after their little swim session. It would only be even better if your other three little rascals were here too, but it’s also nice to have some peace around the house.

Climbing onto the bed you lie next to your husband and press a kiss to his shoulder, then the corner of his mouth to wake him up gently.

“Mm, you’re back?” he breathes out, his eyes opening just enough to check that it really is you next to him. He stretches his arm out to the side so you can lay your head onto his bicep, softly running a hand over Leo’s back.

“Yeah. Did my boys get tired in the water?” you ask quietly, careful not to wake the sleeping baby.

“Just having a quick nap,” he smiles, closing his eyes back. “Everything went alright with Ellie?”

“Yeah, she was ecstatic to spend the night at Scarlett’s,” you smile, thinking back at how excited she was when you dropped her off with her little overnight bag. Harry hums, acknowledging your answer and you take a minute to admire his side profile. His curly lashes, the slope of his nose and lips, the light stubble on his face, his handsome features still doesn’t fail to take your breath away. Even after spending more than a decade with him, you’re just as in love with him like you were when you just started dating.

“H?” you speak up softly, hoping he is not asleep.

“Yeah?”

“Tell me a secret,” you ask him. Your question surprises you, his eyes pop open and he turns his head to the side to look at you.

“A secret?”

“Something I don’t know about you.”

“Babe, I don’t think there is anything you don’t know about me after four kids,” he chuckles softly, but he quickly stops himself when Leo stirs in his sleep on his chest. Harry’s hands come to gently soothe him, rubbing his back and moments later your son is fast asleep again.

“I’m sure there is something I don’t know yet. Just think about it!” you beg him.

He hums, staring up as he tries to find something in his memories that you don’t know about just yet.

“Okay, remember when we first started dating and I kept sending you flowers to your place and workplace?” he speaks up after a while.

“Yes,” you nod, smiling softly. “You always sent a new one just when the previous one died.”

“That’s because I kept one flower from the bouquet, put it in water in my kitchen and when it died, I knew it was time to send you new ones. That’s how I kept track of it.”

And just like that, he stunned you with such a simple, but romantic thing he kept a secret this whole time. You always wondered if he marked the days in his calendar when he sent you the flowers, or had someone keep track of the deliveries, but the truth is a thousand times better.

Your lips wobble and your eyes water, this new little piece of information truly touched you.

“Oh baby, I didn’t mean to make you cry,” Harry chuckles softly, pulling you closer to him so he can kiss your forehead.

“Sorry, I don’t know why, but I just got really emotional over this,” you wipe your tears away before pushing yourself up to kiss his lips. “That was very sweet of you, I would have never thought.”

“This is what love does to young lads. I was ready to do anything to make you happy.”

“Only past tense?” you ask, but only teasing him.

“You know it’s still what I want,” he smiles down at you. “I want to make you and our babies happy.”

As if it was his queue, Leo blinks his eyes open and lifting his head on Harry’s chest he looks at him and then at you before breaking out in a wide grin.

“Good morning little sunshine,” you greet him, tickling his double chin you love so much.

“God, I would do anything for this smile,” Harry sighs, pinching Leo’s chubby cheek that makes him giggle brightly.

“I can’t imagine not having him,” you admit, admiring your baby, who is now wiggling around on Harry’s chest happily.

“Right? He’s been here for less than a year, but I can’t remember what it was like before.”

“Wanna know a secret too?” you ask, still only watching Leo.

“Sure.”

“I once had a dream about our kids when we didn’t have any,” you admit and it’s the first time you’re telling this to Harry. Until now, you didn’t dare to bring it up.

“Yeah? What was in that dream?”

“We had four kids, two girls and two boys. Just like we have now.”

“Really?”

“Yes. It was like a… vision. Do you think it’s weird?” you ask, peeking at him.

“No, not at all. It just strengthens my belief that you’re a witch,” he chuckles, making you laugh too.

“And you still married me?” you ask, grinning at him, as Leo is now climbing over you.

“I couldn’t risk breaking up with a witch, who knows what you would have done to me,” he answers with a serious look and you just smack his chest playfully before he finally breaks out into a smirk. “It’s not weird, Y/N,” he then adds to assure you.

“This little lad made my vision true then,” you smile down at Leo.

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[jungwnies]

꒰💘 ୭̥ ‧ ˎˊ- ・ two of a kind | kang taehyun

SYNOPSIS. a story in which kang taehyun has a twin brother who has been pursuing you for a while; that is until kang taehyun begins to notice you a little more each day. !

GENRE. angsty romance , romance au , kinda love triangle ! PAIRING. gn!reader x twin x idol!taehyun ! WARNINGS. cursing, playful banter, taehyun isn’t very nice in this story ! WC. 2638 !

AN. requested by @oxziee ; hopefully this meets your expectations, i really enjoyed writing it ! <3

“can’t you and your little baby boo bae go somewhere else?” taehyun nags his twin as the two of you sat in the bedroom watching the movie.

“we’re not dating.” taejeon tells his brother rolling his eyes.

taehyun scoffs, “still, i just came from tour can’t you give me a break?“

you stand up and reach your hand out to taejeon, “let’s just go to the living room jeon, clearly we’re unwanted here.” taejeon gets up giving his brother the side eye before leaving the room with you.

“sorry about him he’s just being annoying.” taejeon apologizes as the two of you made your way down the stairs.

you laugh and smile, “it’s fine.”

the two of you make yourselves comfy on the couch; conversations here and there as the movie plays on the screen. you on the left side of the couch and taejeon on the right.

you turn your head when you hear footsteps down the stairs and see taehyun. you turn your head back to the screen and continue to watch the move intently.

“wait can you pause it, i’m getting a little thirsty.” you interrupt and taejeon nods.

“do you want me to get you a water?” taejeon asks as you shake your head.

“it’s fine i can get it myself, i need to use the bathroom anyways.” you smile and get up from the couch making your way to the bathroom.

you open the bathroom door after washing your hands and walk forward bumping into taehyun. “can’t you watch where you’re going?” taehyun sighs as he held his plate of snacks. “i could’ve dropped my snacks.”

“right, sorry.” you scoff rolling your eyes.

taehyun looks at you with intense eyes, “he really hasn’t asked you out yet?” taehyun asks with a smirk.

“as if that’s any of your business, now if you’ll excuse me.” you reply moving past him to the kitchen. as you press your cup against the water dispenser your kind couldn’t help but wandered to what taehyun said and the look on his face when he said it.

you pull your cup away and scoff, what a dick.

“got your water?” taejeon asks as you sit down on the couch, you give him a nod and motion for him to continue the movie.

however; the movie was once again interrupted by the sound of his brother. “mom wants you.” taehyun shouts.

taehyun runs down the stairs while taejeon ran up. taehyun sits besides you and leans back with his arms crossed, “what do you see in my brother?”

you laugh slightly, “come again?”

“you like him…don’t you?” taehyun asks again sitting up properly now.

you roll your eyes, “so what if i did, that doesn’t involve you.”

“you hate answering questions don’t you.” taehyun sighs.

“your questions are just stupid and have no business with you, so i’m not going to answer them.” you argue. “for someone whose an idol i would’ve expected a little more maturity.”

“i’m mature” he says causing you to laugh.

“you haven’t changed a bit tyun.” you tell him sighing, “imagine what your fans would think if they knew how much of an asshole you are.”

taehyun laughs, “what are you going to do, tell them?” he looks at you and shakes his head immediately after.

“what?” you ask confused. “do i have something on my face?”

“you just haven’t changed much either y/n.” he tells you.

you lean back in your spot and close your eyes, “i still think i’ve has more character growth than you.”

“i don’t know i still see the 15 year old y/n who fought me for an ice pop 5 years ago.” taehyun says laughing as you threw a pillow at him.

“sorry that took forever should we continue the movie?” taejeon says sitting in his old spot. you nod and taehyun looked at the both of you and got up to go back to his room. “hopefully he didn’t annoying you too much.” taejeon says clicking play on the remote.

you shake your head, “he was just being taehyun.”

•••

as your train arrived to seoul you hear a ring from your phone, “hello?”

taejeon answers quickly, “hey y/n, i got caught up with something so i asked taehyun to pick you up.”

you walk off the train and look around, “that’s fine i think i see him.”

“okay, just let me know when you get to our house.” tae jeon says on the phone.

“you’re not home?” you ask making your way to the boy who stood by the pole on his phone with his mask on and a hat.

“i got caught up with something at uni, I’ll be home soon hopefully tyun doesn’t annoy you too much.” taejeon tells you.

“okay, i’ll see you later then.” you hang up the phone slipping it into your tote bag as you tap the boy on his shoulder. “ready?”

taehyun nods, “if you see dispatch, run.” as the two of you walk out of the station to the parking lot. “i’ve also got to pick something up from the dorms before we go to my place.” he tells you.

“i’ll make sure to run, i don’t think i’d want to be seen with you in public and then have it plastered all over social media.” you tell him jokingly.

“i think if people saw me with you they’d tell me i can do better.” taehyun jokes back as you hit him in the arm.

“it doesn’t get better than this, tyunnie.” you tease as the two of you step into the van provided by his company.

his heart couldn’t help but flutter the moment you called him back the nickname you gave when the three you had first became friends.

•••

“god why isn’t he here yet.” you complain as you waited for taejeon to come home.

taehyun turns around in his desk chair and faces you who sat in the beanbag on the floor, “don’t you ever stop complaining?”

you shake your head, “i’ve been waiting for at least 2 hours, he’s not responding to my texts, AND i came here all the way from daegu because we were supposed to hang out.” you throw your head back slouching deeper into the beanbag.

“are you hungry?” taehyun asks scrolling through his phone.

you shrug, “i guess a little i am.”

“sounds like a problem that isn’t mine then.” taehyun jokes as you shot him daggers with your eyes. “im just joking, there’s this place near hybe that has really good food, it’s only 11 minutes from here and maybe we can even meet up with my other members if you’re up to it.”

you stand up from the beanbag, “let’s go, lord knows how long jeon is going to take to get home.”

taehyun laughs grabbing his jacket off the coat rack hanging behind the bedroom door before proceeding to go out with you.

as the two of you sat in the car silently he finally breaks it, “you’re not as bad as i thought.” he says looking at you.

you look at him puzzled, “what do you mean?” you laugh.

he shrugs, “i’ve only ever seen you interact with my brother and when we interact it’s just banter, but you’re actually not annoying.” he sighs, “i think the last time we actually hung out without fighting was before i became an idol.”

“what’s it like?” you ask.

“what what like?”

“what’s it like being an idol.”

“it’s stressful, expectations are high, and we don’t have the time really to hang out with family but we got lucky this time.” he tells you running his hands through his hair.

“do you like it at least?” you ask putting your phone in between your legs.

“yeah, but there are times where it gets annoying.” he looks out the window as the vehicle began to slow, “we’re here.”

he gets out the car keeping the door open for you as the two of you entered the restaurant to be greeted by four other boys.

you smile and wave and sit down besides taehyun.

“y/n this is yeonjun hyung, soobin hyung, beomgyu hyung, and huening kai.” taehyun introduces as you smile at them. “guys, this is y/n.”

“are they the love of your life?” beomgyu asks teasingly.

taehyun laughs and shakes his head, “they’re more my brothers than mine.” he looks down at the time on his watch, “he was running late and we got hungry so we decided to come here.”

“well, it’s nice to meet you y/n.” yeonjun says smiling, “hopefully we’ll get to see more of you.”

you smile, “it’s nice to meet you guys too, it’s refreshing to see a different face considering they’re twins.”

taehyun rolls his eyes as you laugh with yeonjun, “oh you have no idea how tiring it is to see his face everyday.” beomgyu jokingly says getting daggers from tyun.

“jeon just texted me asking me where i am.” you whisper showing your phone to taehyun. “i’ll tell him i’ll be there soon.”

taehyun nods as the server comes with the food the lot of you ordered. “thank you.” they all say in unison before the 6 of you indulged.

after eating and saying bye to the boys you make your way to the car, “it’s a little chilly don’t you think?” taehyun asks fixing the sleeve on his jacket.

you nod and laugh as you walked with short sleeves, you feel the cloth cover as taehyun draped his jacket over your shoulders. “oh, thank you.” he smiles and the two of you continue to walk to the vehicle. “thanks for taking me out to eat, your members are really refreshing to be around.”

“i hope they weren’t too annoying.” he laughs.

you shake your head, “they’re less annoying than tou, especially beomgyu he’s hilarious.”

he looks down and smiles bitterly, “they made a good point though.” you look at taehyun with a questioning face, “i hope we get to see you around a little more.” he says smiling.

“oh don’t get all soft on me now tyun, you were bullying me just a few hours ago.” you tease stepping into the vehicle with taehyun behind you.

•••

you walk into their home with taehyun and see jeon waiting on the sofa, “you were with taehyun?” he huffed.

you nod, “you took long jeon, and i was getting hungry.” you tell him taking off taehyun’s jacket passing it back to him thanking him with your smile.

he proceeds to go upstairs leaving you and jeon downstairs. “i brought you something because i took so long.”

“yeah?” you question, “what is it?” you ask sitting besides him on the sofa comfortably.

he pulls out a box and hands it to you, “just something small from near my university.”

you open the box and there reveals your favorite snacks, “oh jeon, you know i love these.”

he nods, “i remember you telling me you haven’t had them in a while and the shop by me was still open.”

you smile taking a bite of your favorite snack, “mm it’s really good.”

you turn around to the sound of feet going down the stairs and see taehyun, “yn can i talk to you for a sec?”

you stand up and follow taehyun to the kitchen telling jeon it’ll take just a minute.

“what do you need?”

“nothing, i just wanted to talk to you.” he smiles as he opened the pantry.

“but i was talking to-“

“i know, you were talking to my brother but it doesn’t hurt to steal you away from him does it?”

•••

taehyun and you have grown closer as you visited them a few times a month. taejeon always managed to be slightly late giving you more and more time to grow close with the boy.

it was almost as if he was becoming your bestfriend.

it was inevitable, with the amount of time the two of you had spent together in just the span of a few weeks.

here you two were laying in the backyard pointing out the stars.

“look at that one, it’s brighter than all the rest.” you say pointing at a star.

“that’s a plane yn.” taehyun says laughing.

you shake your head and then laugh, “no it’s not look.”

“yn… it’s a plane.”

“oh my god you’re right, it’s moving.” you laugh hysterically holding your stomach now sitting up properly.

“yn, i really…” taehyun begins looking at you lovingly.

“hm?”

“hey yn i’m home!“ you hear taejeon’s voice echo from the front. “what we’re you guys doing out here?” jeon asks seeing the blankets laid out of the ground and the string lights on.

taehyun shakes his head, “nothing, just chilling.”

“wait you were going to say something.” you say as taehyun began to stand up.

“oh it’s nothing important, don’t worry about it.” he says smiling leaving.

“you and taehyun have grown close lately.” taejeon says sitting besides you.

you nod still wondering what taehyun had to say to you. “i actually have to ask him something, i’ll be right back.”

taejeon nods as you stand up to go looking around the house to find the boy. “there you are.”

taehyun looks at you as he poured water into his cup, “what’s up?”

“i’m still curious to what you were about to tell me.” you say nagging.

“it’s nothing serious yn, don’t worry about it.” he tells you smiling.

you shake your head, “no i could tell it was serious by your facial expression.”

“can i show you instead?” he asks stepping closer as you nod agreeing. he snakes an arm around your waist pulling you closer. you look at him confused.

“tyun what are you doing?” he tell him putting your hand on his chest to keep the distance.

“yn i really like you.” he tells you pulling away.

“what?” taejeon says from the doorway watching the sight in front of him. “taehyun, what?” taejeon now stepping fully into the kitchen, “do you like him back yn?”

you look down the back up straight into his eyes, “i don’t know.”

“do you like me?” jeon asks bitterly.

you shake your head, “i’ve only ever saw you as a friend taejeon.”

“what’s so different, we have the same face.” jeon asks with anger.

“don’t catch an attitude dude.” taehyun says stepping in front of you as jeon got a bit more aggressive.

“jeon i’m sorry, but you knew it too. i’ve never led you on or treated you any differently than any of my other friends.” you tell him pushing taehyun to the side. “i think i should go though, this is something the two of you need to sort out as brother.” you smile weakly at taehyun before making your way out.

you walk down the street contemplating that was until you heard foots behind you. you began to speed up as the foot steps increased in speed as well, you feel a hand grab your wrist and you almost shout in fear until you turn and realize it was none the other taehyun.

he didn’t hesitate to go on for a kiss leaving you speechless, “i couldn’t just let you go.”

“what about your brother.” you worry.

he shakes his head, “we’ll figure it out but i couldn’t let you slip through my fingers so easily.”

you smile, “i really hope you figure it out with taejeon though, i wouldn’t forgive myself if i got in between you two.”

he nods, “i promise i’ll figure it out with him, but for now i’ve got to ask you a question.”

you look at him confused as his hand slipped into yours, “be mine?“

you laugh, “let me think.” you tell him jokingly staying silent for a few seconds before saying yes.

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[wheels-of-despair]

[Archived: Visit my masterlist for the new & improved version, which is now chapter one of a series!]

Worth It Pairing: Ralph Penbury x You Summary: Your mother forces you to go to a Valentine's Day dance with a dull date, but Ralph manages to make your night worthwhile. Contains: Overbearing mother, being forced to attend a social event against your will, a dreadful date, an adorable Ralph. Words: 2k-ish

"Hello! You look simply radiant this morning. I hate to bother you, but I wondered, would you care to attend the Valentine's Day Dance with me?" He spoke so quickly, it took you a moment to absorb it all. You'd just stepped outside your front gate, on your way to mail a letter to your aunt, and Ralph Penbury was suddenly right there in front of you, as if he'd been waiting behind a shrub for you to appear.

"Oh, I'm… I'm sorry, Ralph. I wish I could, but someone else is taking me." His face falls and turns red.

"I'm so sorry for bothering you, I hope you have a fabulous time," he said with as much enthusiasm as he could muster, which wasn't much, and then turned on his heel and scurried away.

"Ralph…" you called at his retreating back, wanting to explain. "Ralph!" He pretends not to hear, darting to the other side of the street so fast that you have no hopes of catching him.

You wish he'd asked you three days earlier.

You'd known the Penburys for quite a while. You were slightly older than the twins, but your mothers ran in the same social circles, so you often ended up mingling at the events they dragged you to.

Victoria was loud, brash, and unbearable. The most self-centered person you'd ever met. Victoria dominated every conversation, and had no qualms about using her shrill voice to interrupt, should the subject not please her. You'd spent many an event thinking about bludgeoning her to death with various objects in your vicinity. Candlesticks. The base of a festive floral centerpiece. The chair she was sitting in. Her own shoe.

Her brother Ralph, however, fascinated you. Mostly because he hadn't smothered her in her sleep yet. The willpower that must've taken! Ralph was a true gentleman. And he was pretty funny too, on the rare occasion he was able to get a word in. He smiled often, and his eyes would shine with excitement when the conversation turned to something that interested him. (Not that he was ever allowed to chime in.) Sometimes he tried so hard to keep in an excited outburst, he would literally shake. It was adorable. If only you could get him away from her long enough to let him share what's on his mind.

On the night of the Valentine's Day Dance, your mother flitted and fussed about you more than usual, making sure every last detail of the silky pink dress that she'd commissioned especially for you was absolutely perfect.

You hated it.

The doorbell rang, and your mother clasped her hands and nearly fainted with excitement. You tried very hard not to roll your eyes. Checking that every hair on your head was still perfectly in place, your mother finally gave you a nod of approval, and led the way downstairs to meet Donald Andrews in the entrance hall.

You hated him.

This nightmare was entirely your meddling mother's doing. She'd had a hand in every detail of this night, from the venue her club had booked for the dance, to the boring boy escorting you there, to the exact vendor he'd purchased your flowers from.

You hated her.

He stood there smiling stupidly in his freshly pressed suit, back straight, blonde hair plastered down, holding two matching bouquets: one for you, and one for your mother. He greeted her before he greeted you, handing her a tacky bouquet with a flourish. She giggled like a schoolgirl.

You hated them both.

You'd suffered through exactly one dance with the most boring boy you'd ever met before retreating to a table and drowning your sorrows in whatever kind of non-alcoholic punch the responsible adults chaperoning this event had provided.

Donald's friends and their dates came to rest at your table between dances, every single girl asking why you weren't dancing with your dreamy date. You told them you'd twisted your ankle during the first dance. An outright lie, but Donald, ever the boring gentleman, wouldn't dispute it in public. You were sure you'd get an earful on the way home, though. You glanced at the clock and heaved a sigh.

You passed the evening by discovering creative ways to fold your napkin, ignoring the crowd of Donald's gossiping friends around you until they suddenly fell silent.

You looked up to see what had caught their attention.

Ralph Penbury, dressed in a fancy new suit, was asking a pretty redhead to dance on the other side of the room. He was so excited, or perhaps so nervous, he was visibly shaking. You thought it was adorable. They'd make a cute couple.

The girl threw her head back and laughed, then turned back to her friends. Ralph stood there, looking crushed. You felt your own heart drop, as if you'd been the one on the receiving end of this rejection. What was wrong with her? Could she not see how precious this sweet boy was? Then Donald Andrews and all his idiotic friends roared with laughter, and your sadness turned to rage.

Ralph looked up and saw the table guffawing in his direction, and he froze. You stood up suddenly, knocking your chair over, and started weaving your way through the buffoons. Your elbow caught the back of several heads in your haste to get away from them. You hoped it hurt. Ralph had turned to leave by the time you escaped the tangle of limbs surrounding your table. Dodging dancing couples in the center of the room, you didn't take your eyes off of him.

He was nearly at the exit by the time you caught up with him, still walking slowly with his head down.

"Ralph?" you asked, placing a hand on his shoulder. He turned to face you, eyes brimming with tears. Your heart felt like it could burst. "Don't pay those idiots any mind," you said gently. "They all share a single brain, and whoever was supposed to have custody of it tonight must've left it at home." He giggles, causing a single tear to spill over. He wipes it away quickly.

"Are you leaving? I was hoping I could ask you for a dance before you go. Or maybe we could go sit outside for a while and cool off?" You may hate these events, but you know he loves them. You wouldn't let those blockheads ruin his Valentine's Day.

"Really?" He sounds hopeful. You smile and nod, waiting for him to make the next move.

He returns your smile and extends his hand. You place your palm in his and give it a squeeze, letting him lead you back onto the dance floor. The song is a slow one, which is nice, because this is the first time you've ever managed to get him alone for more than a few seconds. You'd never realized how eager you were to talk to him.

A moment of silence passes as you get situated and start to dance, but it's not an uncomfortable one; just two casual acquaintances getting used to being so close to each other.

"Your date looks angry. Should I have asked his permission?" He asks with a worried glance to his left.

You let out a laugh, a genuine laugh, the first of its kind all day.

"That boy is the dullest creature I have ever encountered." Ralph looks confused, so you continue. "My mother set all this up. That's what I was trying to tell you the day you asked me to come with you. She accepted his invitation on my behalf. Picked out this hideous dress and the torturous shoes that go with it. This is all her doing. If I had my way, I'd be at home, reading in my pajamas."

"Why?"

"Why would I rather be at home reading in my pajamas?"

"Why did she make you come with someone you don't like?"

"I think he's her last hope." You sigh. "You see, Ralph, my mother's greatest fear is not war or famine or even snakes. Her greatest fear is that I wind up a spinster like my Aunt Molly. Who is doing quite well for herself, by the way! Large house all to herself… an impressive library… several cats to choose from when she needs a cuddle…" You trail off and sigh dramatically in the direction of the chandelier, with a dreamy look on your face, hoping you've amused him.

He laughs, the trauma of a few minutes ago already forgotten. He launches into a passionate speech about cats, then dogs, and you wonder if this is the longest he's ever been allowed to speak at once.

You hate dancing almost as much as you hate being dragged to these stupid events. You really do. But here, dancing with Ralph as he chatters away excitedly, it suddenly dawns on you that you're actually enjoying yourself. You're only on your second dance, but somehow, all the pain and suffering and boring gossip about who's wearing what and who'd gained weight that you'd had to endure tonight seemed like a distant memory. This? This made it all worthwhile.

When Ralph finally stops to take a breath, you seize the opportunity to make a confession.

"I didn't want to come to this… but now, I'm glad I did."

"Why?" he asks, oblivious at the hint you're trying to drop.

"Because I got to dance with you."

Ralph's face turns a deep shade of red, and he's unable to control the giggle that bubbles from his throat. You laugh with him, because it's so cute, you can hardly stand it. This is the best dance you've ever been forced to attend. You're so enamored by him, you don't even notice Victoria's shrill voice cutting through the air, or the blisters forming on your feet from the shoes that were manufactured in Hell.

You suddenly feel a chill run up your spine, and as Ralph turns you, you catch a glimpse of a very red face glowering at you from behind the giant crystal punch bowl.

"Oh, no," you groan. The moment is ruined, the spell is broken.

"What is it?" Ralph asks, on the brink of panic already.

"My mother's spotted us. If she gets any redder, I think her head will explode." Ralph looks worried, like he's going to be in trouble, but it gives you a delightfully devious idea. "I bet if she saw us kiss, it would tip her over the edge. Shall we try?"

Ralph's eyes widen, and he nods feverishly. Smiling, you stand on your tiptoes in your dreadful shoes and capture his lips in a kiss. He doesn't move. You pull back and look up at him, standing completely still with his eyes blank. Is he still breathing? Have you broken him? You'd better check just to be sure. You come back in for one, two, three more short and soft kisses that he happily returns, now that the shock has worn off. Yes, coming out tonight was definitely worth it.

You see your mother advancing out of the corner of your eye.

"Meet me on the bridge in the park tomorrow at noon," you whisper. Ralph gives you a puzzled look. "If you don't see me again, she's killed me, but know that my last night on this earth was worth it." Her claw circles your wrist and tugs you away, steam billowing out of her ears. "It was worth it!" you yell back over your shoulder with a grin.

Ralph stands there, in the middle of the dance floor, watching your mother escort you from the building. He reaches up and touches the lips that had just touched yours. You were right. It was worth it.

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[marvelmusing]

Hi, here’s me gently begging for V Day HCs featuring the boys (especially Aleks bc I have a Problem)…what would they like on a first (or fifth) date? Extra points for if there’s some kind of supernatural element bc I am eternally in a magical mood!

Hello!! I saw V Day HCs and immediately started writing about a Valentine’s Day date with each of my boys - Billy, Logan, Aleksander, a few au Aleksander’s as well as my Russo twins (I will probably do first date HCs on another post at some point too)

Billy

I’m picturing the most casual Valentine’s Day celebration for you and Billy.

Billy comes home with a bunch of roses for you, and on your way home from work you buy a bottle of Billy’s favourite wine that he always forgets to buy for himself.

Once you’re home, you order your favourite takeout and the two of you sit on the couch together and watch a film that you both know by heart, so that you can spend most of the time talking and enjoying the food.

You make ice cream sundaes for one another, cramming all of Billy’s favourite sweet treats into the glass while he does the same for you.

Billy opens up the wine, and somehow the two of you end up playing twister on the floor next to the couch.

He tries to distract you into losing by coordinating his movements so that he can keep his body pressed against yours.

When you hold strong against his distractions, he decides to change tactic. He drops kisses against whatever skin he can reach, making you wobble and soon the two of you have landed on the floor in a crumpled heap.

Billy’s lips stay on yours in a passionate kiss, and neither of you try to untangle yourselves from the position you’re in. The sticky sweetness from the sundaes linger on your lips as you continue to trade kisses with one another.

When Billy carries you to the bedroom you notice that he’s strewn rose petals over the sheets and lit candles around the room, which prompts you into kissing him even harder.

He might protest against it, but deep deep down Billy Russo is a hopeless romantic - even more so now that he has someone to share his love with.

Aleksander

Aleksander had been looking forward to spending Valentine’s Day with you, but when you disappear off to somewhere in the Little Palace he assumes the holiday doesn’t mean much to you.

So, he goes to his study and gets on with some of his work.

Meanwhile, you’re in the kitchens making him a heart-shaped cake which seems to take you forever to get it perfect enough that you feel confident gifting to Aleksander.

It’s a simple vanilla sponge, but you made the strawberry jam and buttercream filling all yourself.

The icing on top of the cake is a little wonky and the juice from the sliced strawberry decorations is slowly staining the white cream but you’re rather pleased with the result as you walk carefully through the hallways towards Aleksander’s study.

You manage a few thudding knocks against the door with your elbow and Aleksander calls for you to enter.

“Are you busy?” you ask him, noticing that he doesn’t lift his head from his papers. He hums distractedly. “I made you something.”

At that he lifts his head, turning to look at you.

He sees the flour on your clothing, a smudge of cream on your forehead, and the shimmer of sticky jam drying on your exposed forearms. Then he sees the cake.

“My love, you didn’t-”

“I know I didn’t have to. I wanted to.” You step closer, placing the cake down on a paper-free corner of his desk. “Happy Sankt Valentine’s Day.”

He pushes his papers away, pulling the cake closer so that he can admire it. Then he stands, taking your chin between his fingers to kiss you.

“I’ll send for a pot of tea.”

“If you’re busy I can wait.”

He shakes his head.

“The only thing I want to do today is spend time with you.”

Logan

All I’m going to say is: arcade games.

You had come up with it as a surprise for Logan after he had told you he never really celebrated Valentine’s Day before.

I know for a fact that Logan gets puppy dog level of excited at all the different games. All you have to do is keep tight hold of his hand as he leads you from one game to the next.

He loves the two player games, so that you can play together though he pouts whenever he loses against you - regularly demanding a rematch. He is terrible at air hockey and it takes five losses in a row for him to finally give up.

I’m also picturing Logan being completely unable to accept defeat over a claw machine.

He sees you glance longingly at one of the stuffed animals inside and immediately vows to get it for you.

“Logan, honey it’s fine. You’ve spent way too much.” He shakes his head.

“These things are rigged,” he assures you. “Once you’ve spent enough they’ll give you one.”

“And exactly how much is classed as enough?” He ignores your teasing, shooting you a smirk.

“Only one way to find out, sweetheart.”

When he finally wins the stuffed animal for you, he wears a proud smile all night, replaying your delighted reaction to his win over in his head.

The two of you buy all sorts of junk food and share it between you as you sit on a bench.

Once you’re finished, the two of you talk about your favourite moments, laughing at different points in each others stories. You lean your head on his shoulder as he wraps an arm around you and Logan confesses that this is the best Valentine’s Day he’s ever had.

Vampire!Aleksander (TLC!AU)

You’ve never really celebrated Valentine’s Day. As a vampire, it’s been hard for you to maintain romantic relationships with anyone.

Alina bought you a friendship Valentine last year. It was just a simple bunch of your favourite flowers but you had cried when she gave them to you.

She explains this to Aleksander as the celebratory day approaches so that he can be prepared.

He invites you over to his apartment and gives you the opportunity to have a look around while he begins to prepare dinner.

Aleksander is an incredible cook.

Whatever your favourite dish is, Aleksander will have learnt how to make it. He will have bought the freshest, and most high quality ingredients.

He opens up an expensive blood vintage for the two of you to drink while you sit at the kitchen island, legs swinging, completely mesmerised by the sight of him cooking.

You don’t know how he does it, but he takes your favourite food and makes it even more exquisite. He uses some different bloods to provide enough flavour to satisfy your vampiric nature, but still enjoy the food as if you were still human.

He makes you feel normal. Like a human on Valentine’s Day, celebrating with the person that means the most to them.

It makes you a little emotional, but Aleksander wipes your tears away and kisses you softly before he reminds you that you deserve every second of this wonderful evening.

Vampire!Aleksander (BIT!AU)

This man owns a huge castle in the middle of the countryside, so of course we’re going to take advantage of that and have a midnight picnic.

Aleksander is the most frightening thing in the woods and fields that make up his estate, so there’s no fear of anything lurking in the darkness as the two of you walk towards the picnic spot he had created.

Aleksander insists on no lighting at all, meaning that you’re reliant on him for everything due to his excellent eyesight that allows him to see in the dark.

He keeps an arm tucked around you as you walk and he helps you get settled on the soft blanket beneath you.

Your eyes do adjust a little and the moon occasionally peers out from behind a cloud but you don’t try to strain your eyes to see, Aleksander will help you with anything.

He feeds you luxurious sweet treats, sucking the sugary taste from your lips after each swallow. He nips lightly on your shoulder, drawing a little blood for him to feed off and you both sigh in pleasure as he does.

After this, you’re content to lie snuggled up beside him as he points out constellations and explains how they’ve changed since he was still a human. When your eyes grow heavy, he pulls out a book and begins to read.

It’s still strange to witness Aleksander reading perfectly from a book that you can barely even see in the darkness, let alone manage to decipher the words printed there.

His soft voice soothes you, encouraging you to nestle closer to him and rest your head against the crook of his neck where you eventually fall asleep.

Billy & Jonny (platonic) (Twins!AU)

Billy has been having a rough week so you and Jonny decide to make something sweet for him to enjoy.

It starts with some cookies.

You don’t know how it went wrong - but it did. Some of the cookies merged together in the oven and the others ended up black around the edges.

When you suggested cutting the edges off, Jonny seemed eager to salvage your creations. It’s only once he removes the darkened edges that you notice another issue.

“Jonny that’s raw.”

“It ain’t raw, it’s just…” He pokes the middle of a cookie, nose wrinkling at the texture which prompts him to quickly wipe his hand. “Soft.”

“And damp?” you add.

“Hm.”

“How about brownies?”

“Good idea.”

Because surely the two of you can’t fail at a box mix?

Billy returns home to his apartment, feeling rather dejected by the impromptu meeting at a bar with some investors that Frank had dragged him to.

He’s expecting to put his feet up and remain on the couch for a very long time. He’s not even sure if he can be bothered to order some food in tonight.

What he isn’t expecting is to hear you and his brother creating a ruckus in his kitchen.

“Just smack it!” you exclaim.

“I am smacking it!” Jonny protests.

“Smack it harder then.”

“Yeah cause it worked so well when you tried that, huh?”

“Shut up,” you grumble. “I’ll clean it up before Billy gets home.”

“What’s that?” Billy asks with a smirk as he leans on the door frame.

He laughs at the sight of your eyes widening in horror. Quickly you grab the metal tray from Jonny’s hands and thrust it towards Billy.

“Happy Valentine’s Day.”

He raises a brow at you.

“Don’t look at the kitchen floor,” you warn him.

A smile spreads over his face as he looks down at the slightly crumbled brownie that had welded itself to the tray. He assumes this is what you and Jonny had been squabbling over when he arrived.

“Thank you, sweetheart.” He drops a kiss onto your cheek before he sits down at the kitchen island, picking up a spoon and scooping out some of the brownie.

“No ‘thank you’ kiss for me?” Jonny teases.

Billy rolls his eyes at his brother before he gestures towards the more crumbled half of the brownie.

“Where did the rest go?”

Jonny smirks and you flush nervously.

“Not important,” you say quickly. After a pause you add, “On an unrelated note, where’s your sweeping brush?”

Billy laughs. The brownie might not be the best he’s ever tasted, but you’ve certainly turned his night around.

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[ejzah]

Hi! First I wanna say that I love your writing and I’m so glad that you continued to write even though the show ended! I also really love the idea of Kensi and Deeks having twins. I was wondering if you’re still taking prompts (if not it’s totally fine 😊) if you would write Kensi and Deeks finding out that they are having twins? Thanks in advance and I hope you’re doing well! <3

A/N: Thank you so much, Anon! I’m glad you’re still enjoying the stories.

***

And the Blessings Keep Coming

“Are you nervous?”

“I’m excited,” Kensi responded, smoothing her palms over her stomach, even though there was only a small bump that could still easily be excused away by a big breakfast. “We’re finally going to see our baby.”

“That’s crazy,” Deeks said, laughing softly at the wonderful absurdity of it all. He tilted his head back, staring at the roof of the truck without really seeing. “Sometimes it still doesn’t seem real. I’ll wake up in the middle of the night, thinking it’s a dream, and then I see you laying next to me.” He turned to face Kensi now, who watched him with a soft, understanding light in her eyes. “And then I’ll check the tests, just to make sure they’re there. Or touch your stomach and feel that little bump that wasn’t there a few weeks ago.”

“Baby.” Kensi took his hand and pressing a tender kiss to his knuckles.

“I know it’s crazy, but you know how my mind works.”

“It’s not crazy, Deeks. I think I imagined all of this sometimes too, but it is real and we’re going to walk into that tech room and get to see our little girl or boy. And it’s going to be magical.”

“Yeah, it is,” Deeks agreed softly. He squeezed Kensi’s hand gratefully. They’d both had moments in the last three weeks where they wavered, having doubts or panicking, meaning they took turns talking each other down from that fear.

Oddly enough, Deeks was certain their marriage, their relationship, had never been stronger.

“I just wish Rosa could be here,” Kensi sighed regretfully.

“Well, she’s committed to her softball team. Plus, I think she wanted to let us have this moment just to ourselves. She’s a good kid.”

“The best.” Smiling, Kensi leaned her cheek on his shoulder, covering a yawn with the back of her hand.

“Kensi Blye?” A nurse appeared through a door in the waiting room, clipboard in hand.

They stood up together, Kensi reaching for his hand. She heard him inhale sharply as they headed towards her.

“Hi, just follow me back to room three,” the nurse instructed, leading them to a small exam room, with a table and ultrasound machine inside, and took her blood pressure and temperature. “Alright, that’s looking good. Go ahead and have a seat, a tech will be along soon.”

While they waited, Deeks kept her distracted from the wait, and her remarkably fully bladder, with Kip’s latest antics during a recent get together. The basketball player had yet to retire from his playboy ways, though he apparently was delighted by Kensi and Deeks’ successful relationship. She was giggling and rolling her eyes when someone knocked on the door, and young man in dark blue scrubs slipped inside.

“Good afternoon, my name’s Jason,” he introduced himself.

“Kensi.” She touched Deeks’ shoulder. “And this is my husband Marty.”

“Nice to meet you both,” Jason said, sitting on a rolling stool and scooting over to the ultrasound machine. “Ok, go ahead and lay down on the table.”

Without waiting for instruction, she rolled her shirt up and pants down to her lower abdomen, tucking the provided towel inside her waistband. Deeks moved to stand on the opposite side of the table, taking her hand once she was finished.

“Alright, let me just confirm a few things before we get started.” Jason turned with a laptop on his rolling desk. He fired through a series of biographical questions, checking the estimated date of conception, and so forth. When he was done, he grabbed a bottle of gel and spread it over the ultrasound probe.

Her stomach danced with a combination of nerves and anticipation as he pressed the wand firmly into her abdomen, gliding it over her skin. After a moment, an image appeared on the monitor, and she stopped breathing at the same time Deeks’ grip tightened around her fingers.

When she glanced at him, his eyes were glued to the monitor. At first they couldn’t see much, but after a few adjustments, she could see a vaguely baby-shaped image. Deeks gasped softly, a look of awe in his eyes when she checked again.

“Ok, there’s one baby and sac,” Jason said, zooming in a little and pointing out both. “There’s baby’s head. Everything looks good and healthy.” Kensi pressed her lips together, eyes instantly wet with the confirmation and she heard Deeks exhale in relief. “And—”

Kensi sat up slightly at the hesitation in the tech’s voice.

“What?”

“I see baby number two.”

There was a long, ringing silence in which Kensi and Deeks didn’t so much as move and Jason waited expectantly, probe still in place. Deeks found his voice first.

“Excuse me, did you—it sounded like you said there’s another baby,” he said faintly.

“Yes, I did,” Jason confirmed. “You’re having twins. Congratulations.”

Kensi barely heard him over the pounding of her pulse in her ears. “Twins,” she repeated softly, barely more than a whisper.

She looked to Deeks again, who appeared stunned, and then pulled her in for a tight, desperate hug. They stayed that way for several moments.

Jason cleared his throat softly, sitting unobtrusively to the side. “I don’t want to ruin the moment, but we have a few more things to check on.”

“Right. Sorry,” Deeks apologized for both of them. “A few weeks ago we didn’t think this was possible.”

“Hey, completely understandable,” Jason assured them, switching something on the machine. A soft whooshing sound filled the room. “There’s baby 1’s heartbeat.” He let it play for a few moments, and Kensi was in tears again, and Deeks’ face lit up with delighted smile. “And baby 2. They both sound strong and healthy. And based on size, I’d agree that you’re around 12 weeks gestation. Twins are usually smaller, but they appear to be within the 75th percentile, which is great.”

“Thank God,” Deeks breathed.

“Do you want to know the genders?”

“No!” They said together and so quickly that Jason chuckled with a dip of his head.

“Understood.” He ran the wand over Kensi’s abdomen one more time, then nodded. “Ok, well everything looks good, but I will send the results to your OB to review more thoroughly.” He handed Kensi a few wipes while he cleaned up the machine.” Would you like copies of the sonogram?”

“Yes,” Deeks said immediately. “As many as you can give us. Our moms will definitely want their own.”

“Got it. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Once he’d left the room again, Deeks was back in her arms.

I think I’m dreaming again,” Deeks said against her neck. “Things are about to get a lot crazier.” He sniffed, wiping under his nose.

“Yeah, but we’re really good at crazy,” Kensi reminded him, cupping his cheeks, and raising his face to hers. “It’s going to be amazing.”

“Yeah, it is.” Breathing out very slowly, Deeks settled his thumbs on his hips, tilting his head upward. “Oh my god. Twins.”

Kensi sighed, her heart fuller than ever. “I’m glad I get to share this crazy life with you, Deeks.”

“Me too.” He kissed the side of her head, then her lips, silent for a few moments. “We’re going to have to get a bigger house,” he muttered. “And a van.”

Kensi just laughed, holding him more tightly.

***

A/N: And just to note, I will never, ever have a medical provider refer to Kensi’s pregnancy as geriatric or make a huge deal about her advanced maternal age. I know that it’s the medical terminology and all, but it would annoy me greatly if I was in Kensi’s place.

I also realize that a technician probably wouldn’t be telling them any results, but we’re going to ignore that for the sake of this story.

I’m so glad you all are going along with my twins head canon.

Thanks for the prompt!

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[gracesmusings]

Love in the Stars

Y/N could see herself easily falling in love with the Weasley. He made haste to secure the staircase. He was quick to offer his arm. But most of all, he was safe. He would hold her heart like a star for safe keeping. But a star is not made to be hidden away, not even to be kept safe. No, it is meant to shine brightly and, despite all he could be, George Weasley could not make this heart shine.

Part 1

Stepping out of her room, Y/N pulls yet another feather from her robes. The twins had had great success with their Canary Creams, and the whole castle seemed to be affected by their feather antics.

The walk to the Great Hall was magnificent. Snow was thickly falling outside and Y/N could see the Beauxbaton's carriage next to Hagrid's hut. It looked like a frosted pumpkin nestled next to a gingerbread home.

“You’re telling me that someones asked that to the ball?” Malfoy snarks. “HEY!” He yelps as a hand wraps around the cloth near his neck and tugs. “Mudblood,” He snarls as his feet force themselves after his kidnapper.

“Not cool, L/N.” His gray eyes bore into the older Slytherin. “Sit.” Y/N motions towards the feast. Blaise chuckles as Malfoy follows the direction without a word. “Eat,” Y/N instructs those around her. “We do not have long before they shoo us out to set up for the ball.”

“Miss L/N,” Y/N can't help but smile as George’s over dramatic display going on behind her. From the look on Pansy’s face, it's a sight to behold. “My lady,” George rises from his bow as she turns in her seat to greet him. “My kind gentleman.” She takes his hand with grace. “Care to escort me to the ball?” He matches her raised eyebrow. A gentle squeeze to the hand, reassuring any qualms.

“I would be honored.” George leans down and presses a short kiss to her hand. Above his head, Y/N can see Angelina looking a little too peeved for someone who already has a date to the ball. “See you soon, love.”

After lunch, Y/N rushed upstairs to get dressed. George had discussed the possibility of them going together long before this morning, but Y/N had dismissed him every time. Last night Y/N had confided in him that she was unsure if she was going to attend the ball and George had dismissed her with a wave of his hand.

Yanking open her wardrobe, she reaches for the dress her mother sent her.

Just in case, Mom

It was a beautiful blood red gown that reached the floor. A slit rose to her mid-thigh and the neckline showed off just enough. “Thank you, mom.” Y/N spun around the room and faced the mirror.

Hundreds of garlands of mistletoe and ivy hung from the starry black ceiling. Y/N was so captivated by the sight that she nearly missed the final step. “Whoa, love,” George steadies her with a firm hand on her waist. “You look.” George’s words get stuck in his throat. “Thank you, George.” Y/N smiles. Her hands come up to his tie, to subtly put some room between them. “There,” she says with a pat. “You look stunning too.”

He takes a step back and offers her his hand and navigates her through the lantern lit tables. “Is that…” Y/N motions towards the head table. George’s hand tightens around hers before quickly loosening. “Apparently, he has been promoted.” Percy gives a curt wave before turning back to Harry Potter. “Working for Crouch?” Y/N laughs. “Most stuck up job in the industry, I presume.” George laughs. “Probably fetching his tea, huh,” Y/N jokes. “Oh Percy, be a dear and make me a cuppa.”

“Making fun of Percy without me?” This time Y/N’s hand tightens around Georges. The couple turns around to greet a stunning Angelina and a–well a–Fred Weasley. His eyes catch Y/N’s. “You look–” “Hey, George,” Angelina cuts in and all eyes but Fred's cut to her. “Want to dance?” George looks at Y/N. “Go, George. If you say no, I am going to go dance with her and neither of you idiots will ever see either of us again.” “I second that.” Angelina’s eyes cut to Fred.

“Yes, ma’m,” Angelina pulls him to the dance floor. The Weird Sisters pick up in volume. “May I have this dance?” Fred offers his hand. Looking into his eyes, Y/N accepts. Their feet follow the rhythm with ease. “Mum taught me some lessons,” he explains. His fingers fawn out over the material resting on her waist. “You look breathtaking.” Y/N’s eyes close as the song slows, and he pulls her to his chest. “Please, say something.” His heart flutters under her ear.

“Why –” Fred waits patiently. “I thought–” Y/N takes a deep breath. With a step back and a slow spin, Fred pulls her back into his arms. “Why did you do that to him?” Her e/c eyes meet his brown eyes. “Why did you do that to me?” She feels her heart shatter.

“I didn't mean to. That was not how that was supposed to go, I promise, my love. Look,” he points up. Looking at the starry sky, her eyes catch on the mistletoe. “Fred,��� Y/N groans. “No, look.” Past the mistletoe Y/N sees it. Everyone stands in awe as the fireworks light up the night sky. “Fred,” her hands tighten on his robes. “They were meant for you. Always for you.”

“What about that mistletoe, huh?” George glides past with Angelina, who gives a thumbs up.

“You are an idiot. You know that?” Y/N laughs. “A complete fool, both of them.” Angelina shouts before being twirled away. “Yeah, but I am your idiot if you will have me.” His eyes crinkle as he smiles. “Only if I can be your love.” Fred takes a step forward. His right foot separating her legs, a hand resting securely on the small of her back. He leans forward as she tilts back, waiting for her answer. “You have always been my love.” Grabbing his lapels, she tugs him towards her, securing them together as one.

Above them, the fireworks had disappeared and the stars read:

For my love, your darling idiot.

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[onestepbackwards]

Ya know, with this whole greaser au thing I’d like to start off by saying, I’m in love. - Jes

Secondly.

You can’t convince me that the terror twins’s goody goody darling wasn’t corrupted first and THEN became the switch of their dreams.

Like.

Maybe you three are on a date at a 24 hour diner, it’s late, it’s just you three, a few employees, and maybe two other customers on the other side of the room.

Of course the twins do a coin flip to see who sits next to you (per your request to stop them from brawling.) Ingo wins and gets to sit next to you, while Emmet sits across from you.

While Emmet is going on about something, you feel Ingo’s hand resting on your thigh, nothing unusual about that. But you get a little nervous.

The older twin just gentle caresses your inner thigh, his rough hands make your skin tingle. You don’t know what he’s up to, cause this is the first time he’s done something like this.

His hand slowly sliding up and under your skirt. All while Emmet talks, complete unaware of what his brother is doing.

You take a sip of your drink, biting the straw to keep from acting up, but you’re so worried. You two are in public! What if someone sees? Or hears? Or finds out at all!? You’d never love it down.

But when Ingo’s fingers touch you just outside of your panties, you knew you had a chance to say something.

He’d never do anything to harm you, you knew he’d listen to you. Yet you didn’t say anything.

You tense. His fingers gently sliding between your hole and clit. The only thing keeping him from fully touching you is your underwear.

But with the way Emmet is looking at you with such concern, you knew it was obvious. You need to get a hold of yourself.

And you do! As best you can really, but you’ve managed to convince Emmet, even just a little.

But you’re falling apart.

Ingo moves your panties aside to touch your dripping wet heat.

By the look on Emmet’s face you know he’s caught on.

And by the look in Ingo’s eyes you know you’re a beautiful sight.

(Coming back with an alternate version brb.)

BESTIE PLEASE 😩 🔞18+🔞

I am FROTHING AT THE MOUTH RN OOKAYOKAYAOKAYAKAOKAY (Emmet, when he realizes what’s going on: Really? Right in front of my salad??) Just imagining Ingo actually being the one to do something so risky first with you?? He wants to test your reactions. Do you want this? Could you handle it? He wouldn’t continue if you really wanted him to stop. If you were uncomfortable, he would immediately stop. All it would take is one mutter of the safe word. Yet you didn’t. Ingo felt his lip twitch for a moment. Him and Emmet had discussed this with each other. You were so sweet and innocent, and yet... They were willing to bet there was a wild side, deep down within you. A wild side just waiting to be let loose. All you needed was a little nudge here and there. Just a little taste of being a little risky. Emmet had no idea what Ingo was doing to you. He was too absorbed in talking about their father’s work at the station to notice you tensing. Ingo’s fingers lightly teased the outside of your panties, before a finger gently, but firmly pressed in against your heat. You grabbed your drink, and your hand clenched tightly around it. Ingo bit the inside of his cheek. He was enraptured by your reactions. Slowly, he added another finger, before gently moving them across where your clit and hole would be. You seemed slightly taken aback by the action, and your thighs rubbed together. Your face slowly was turning red, and you cast a glance at Ingo. You shivered from how intense his gaze was. Meanwhile, Emmet had stopped talking, his eyes on you. From the looks of it, he was concerned. He had no idea what Ingo was doing to you. You gave him a small smile, and Emmet seemed relieved, and tentatively continued his story. However, you let out a small gasp when Ingo’s fingers stop, and push aside your panties. His fingers slowly drag through your folds, and he hums appreciatively at how wet you’ve gotten. You were enjoying this. The thought made Ingo feel incredibly smug. Emmet is now staring at you, his eyes wide. Your face was a little bit red, and you were panting just ever so slightly. If it wasn’t for the fact Emmet knew that face so well, he’d thought you weren’t feeling well. His eyes flickered to Ingo, who gave him a smug look, and Emmet’s jaw dropped. “How is this fair? You know I wanted to be the one who-” You let out a little noise, almost a moan as Ingo pushed a finger inside, as far as it would go. He then added a second finger, before slowly scissoring you open. Emmet’s mouth snapped shut. You were biting your lips to avoid making any sounds, and your eyes were blown as you lightly panted. Your adorable face was flushed, and your hand gripped your cup tight. Emmet licked his lips. His complaint forgotten. Both twins were quiet, both their eyes on you, as if they were watching a show. You were doing it. You were allowing Ingo to touch you in public. You were doing something risky! Both were so proud of you. ...And also incredibly turned on. Emmet reached forward, and grabbed your hand that was holding the cup. You sucked in a breath of air at the action. He gave you a wink, before kissing your palm, and nuzzling into it. “You are so gorgeous like this. Letting us touch you.” He whispered, before taking two fingers into his mouth, and sucking. You were biting your lip again, so hard you could taste blood. Your eyes were wildly scanning the area, making sure no one was watching. Thankfully, you were in the clear, but anyone could look at any time. The thought made you clench around Ingo’s fingers. Ingo then decided he had opened you up enough, and added a third finger, and you felt his thumb on your clit. You wanted to scream. It was so much! Anyone could see! Emmet’s tongue dragged along your finger pads, and you stuffed your face into Ingo’s shoulder, biting down on the leather of his jacket. You came around Ingo’s fingers, and used the jacket to muffle your moan. Ingo ran his free hand through your hair, his fingers still curling inside your cunt. Emmet removed your fingers from his mouth, and kissed your palm again. “You did so well for us. We’re so proud of you.” Ingo said, his usually loud voice in a tender whisper. He removed his hand from your soaked cunt, and you looked at him, only stare wide eyed as he licked his fingers clean. Emmet ran a thumb over the back of your hand, and giggled. “We need to reward you for doing so well, don’t we Ingo?” Both their eyes were on you, and you felt yourself gulp as Ingo called for a waiter, and asked for the check. From the looks they were giving you, you had a feeling you weren’t going to be able to walk tomorrow.

#pokemon #submas #ingo x reader #emmet x reader #submas x reader #pokemon x reader #subway boss ingo #subway boss emmet #nobori #kudari #greaser!ingo #greaser!emmet #greaser!submas #greaser au #spicy stuff🔥 #nsft #smut #ingo smut #emmet smut #zed.writes #ask #Jes #greaser au has me by the throat #thank you for the food 😩

[leggerefiore]

i see all this angst with emmet falling for ingo's partner and i raise you the opposite; emmet's partner being so sweet and gooey and mind numbingly domestic and virtually everything that ingo wants. also bringing lunch for the both of them because its. lsiten. i'd feel bad and yeah im gonna make an entire box of spaghetti or some shit for the both of them, only difference is im leaving emmet some really cheesy note or something. idk i get kinda defensive about emmet being left behind cuz its?? ingo's plenty popular, if i can hype emmet up and remind him that hes loved and appreciated, then i will, if that makes sense jksmgdg--

that would be so sad tho

You were bringing your boyfriend a proper lunch, having grown tired of the man eating solely sugar to survive. A quick, easy bean salad was his meal with a bit of bearable heat to it. Making your way through the station, you considered your portion you had packed. Poor Ingo always seemed a bit starved, often forgoing meals in an attempt to squeeze more work in than necessary. You huffed. That just would not do. Emmet cared dearly for his brother and was obviously trying to help him wind down a bit from his workaholic nature. You assist him to the best of your abilities.

They both were in the office when you popped in, Ingo's hand constantly moving to finish some document that seemed relatively important. Emmet was massaging his wrist for a moment, however. They both perked up at your entrance. Naturally, the younger twin gleamed a bright grin toward you. "My darling is visiting!" he giggled and got up from his chair to squeeze you into an embrace. "I sure am, Em. Someone told me you were planning on going to a cafe for lunch," you pressed a kiss to his cheek and explained him, "Sooo... I brought you lunch! Ingo, too, actually!" Emmet pulled away and looked at the bag in your hand. Ingo's gaze became a curious one.

"Oh! That's so sweet of you!" the younger twin took the bag from you and looked inside, "Mhm! Ingo would like this a lot!" He took a bowl out for his brother who took it from him gratefully. A soft blush decorated his cheeks, nearly unnoticeable. "Thank you ever so much," the older twin nodded as he moved the paperwork out of the way, "You needn't do such things for me." You shook your head. Oh, he would say that. "Haha, you're family, Ingo! I love you!" You had no idea how those words turned in his heart.

Ingo had fallen deeply for you since the very moment you appeared on the Multi Battle Line with your friend. You were both extremely talented trainers. The destination of the battle was an uncertain one, but you managed to squeeze out a victory from them. Emmet clapped in amazement and kept complimenting your style. It was clear to see the growing affection in his brother's eyes, and you seemed to stare back at him in much the same fashion.

Soon after, you appeared at his side. Dates, work appearances, and family events seemed to include both you and his younger brother. Ingo envied the way you doted over him. You frowned for a moment once, before you stepped forward to adjust Emmet's tie. It was sweetly domestic that Ingo's pulse quickened from the scene.

Another time saw you cooing over a slight cut the younger twin had gotten while helping a mechanic look at a train. You cleaned it up so gently, comforting Emmet when he hissed from the anti-septic to it. An adhesive bandage was applied to the injury, and you lovingly pecked a kiss to it. Ingo sighed at the sweet sight.

You brought Emmet desserts and meals throughout his workday and fussed over him so pleasantly. His brother ate you attention up easily, loving every single second he got to spend with you. Ingo wanted everything his brother had so much. He wanted you to fuss over him the way you did Emmet. Hug him as you hugged his brother. Wear that precious apron he caught you in when he stayed over for dinner. Ingo wanted everything you gave his twin, including yourself.

He ate the delicious food in silence. Emmet did some light paperwork while he ate, too. You had given them a kid parting before leaving to some appointment you had set up with Elesa. "You like them, don't you Ingo?" Emmet asked, eyes not leaving the sheet before him. Ingo remained silent. "You can't lie to me. I can't lie to you. We both know each other verrrry well," the pen stopped writing as the younger twin rested his head on his hand, "Mmm... I would share them with you. Checking with them is most important, though!"

The older twin stared at the younger in shock. Emmet chuckled at his brother's expression, stoicism broken by the sheer shock of it all. "They like you, too," he sing-songed, "We'll talk after work, okay? Stop pouting, Ingo!"

He did certainly stop frowning. Though, mortification was a face that no depot agent wanted to see on his face.

#ingo.ima #emmet.ima

[honeybeewhereartthee]

My Darling Dolls AU: Same feathers flock together

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1 more day before the said date:

Yawning as you come back to the house without care what mess you are been at, the followings day of not being home for two nights.

"welcome-- MC ARE YOU OK?" Hinata who welcome you saw the state your in rush to look at you.

"Lol, I'm fine. What makes you think I'm in a bad shape?" You chuckle as you pat Hinata's head.

"Ahm, first of! Your cloths is a mess!" He said with a matter of fact tone.

"... I was chasing some rascal :D" you smiled at the fond memories of earlier that day.

"...???" The older Hinata don't know if he want to know what you mean by rascals.

"I tripped ok." You sigh as you say the main reason why your in that state.

Remembering that the one your chasing earlier this day run in complicated place to bypass and some alley way with bunch of challenges in the way.

Totally not want to end up like the rest of the people his with. The unfortunate soul that left paralyzed the moment you press their pressure point that would both cause pain as well low-key benefits but more of pain side.

"MC-HAN!!" you heard family oukawa Kohaku called your name after entering the house, almost in the same state as you are but his more pro than you are, so his not in a messy state.

"Hihi!" You greeted the person who followed you since this morning.

"Did you also went and chase rascal too, Kohaku-kun?" Hinata who is now amuse by the state you two in tease kohaku.

"Rascal? Is that what MC-Han called the one they chase earlier?" The purple eyed punisher eye brow rise Through he sigh when Hinata nodded his head with a thumbs up.

"Yupyup!" Hinata who is oblivious to the whole truth can only watch the show in entertainment. If he knows something is up, he would have stick around with you all the time but sadly you want him and his brother to come back to school the moment you heard him and his brother once enroll in the same school hiiro and others goes too.

Darling doll, haunted doll or whatnot. Your going to school now, because your able to be human.' was MC words to everyone who needed to go school.

Through they ask why someone like MC isn't going to school too and is focus on working.

MC just said: it's not that I don't earn money already. And school won't accept my track record.

"Kohaku really went and spied on me through you should be in school." You tease the younger crazy b member. "...I'm task after all." Kohaku said after a long pause.

"Ehh. But I heard from Madara you guys don't need to follow me anymore since your higher up said it's pointless now." You chuckle as you turn back and going upstairs to take a long shower.

"MC-Han..." He actually wanted to ask about why he found her coming out of the hospital before she went to certain location to locate certain specific people in his school.

"Pspsps." Hinata called him out as he watch you disappear upstairs still unable to ask what's up with you today.

"Yes?" Kohaku look at the oldest of the twins.

"...did you see MC haunt down someone ?" Hinata who watch your life beside the phantom as a invisible entity with his brother already seen all your side as long yout with the Mayoi.

Kohaku look surprised that it's not the first time as Hinata who's bound to the phantom seen this act before.

"Ohoo~ so I was right~ You shouldn't worry so much. Well for MC. Not for the people who they haunted down." Not even telling more Hinata was called by his younger brother to help out on the kitchen as it's their turn to handle the door.

"...MC-han is really rinne's close friend. Same feathers flock together." Kohaku mumble.

"At least they aren't as problematic as rinne." He sigh in relief as he went up to his room to do his homework.

He still would note this behavior down to a notebook that is filled his daily observation of you since he start his task more than a year or so ago.

"...I wonder." Kohaku who's done with his homework look at the notebook again and look at the big red mark he written after learning a big truth about you.

┌──❀*̥˚─NOTE #21─❀*̥˚─┐

MC -> Dollmaker -> created his DD body ( Extra note: MC also made Madara's DD body as well another doll that is yet to be known.)

Client: want Double face to watch over you under the terms of having too many DD under your wing. └───❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚┘

'dollmaker... My dollmaker ...' he thought that something start to bugs him but his not sure what. He felt there's something that he should know because your a dollmaker. HIS dollmaker. But Madara won't tell him anymore things he knows.

A/N: oya? 👀 I guess kohaku is on to something. Smh, I also done with my double face event. Got both cards in my alt ùwú. How's your double face event ?

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[joltik] because I feel like having my teeth rot out

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[joltik] what kind of dates would they go on, if any?

I ended up writing a whole dramatic little drabble for it under the read-more haha. But they live in Nimbasa, the city of entertainment, so they have a lot of choices!

Unfortunately, though, that also means it's heavily commercialized, so just about everything you could do costs money. This is fine now; Ingo and Emmet run their own battle facility and they're the big bosses at the top of the food chain! They do pretty well for themselves. But when they were too young to have jobs or a lot of savings, it was kind of disheartening to see all this fun stuff always going on in the city and not be able to do any of it.

So when they were kids, Ingo and Emmet often had little "dates" along routes 5 and 16 on either side of Nimbasa City. Route 4 to the south was too dangerous due to the constant desert storms, but they were allowed to head east or west without supervision. Route 5 was a lot of fun, since it was constantly full of street performers. The twins could go there any day of the week and see all manner of artists, dancers, musicians, singers, everything!

And this is how they first find out about the Gourmet Maniac, a woman along route 5 who buys gourmet ingredients for good prices. Ingo and Emmet scrape up what they can, a few berries here and there, but common ingredients like that just don't get a lot of money. They can afford to walk down the streets and get cheap pastries after saving for a while, but that's it. Emmet huffs about it, because he thinks that Ingo deserves better. Ingo insists he's fine with it. As long as they're together, Ingo is content.

And then one morning Ingo wakes up and Emmet is gone.

Which is already unusual in and of itself because Emmet is a creature of habit and he always makes breakfast when he gets up. But there's no food in the kitchen, and even more worrying, no one knows where he went. He didn't even tell Ingo he'd be gone, and they're barely ever apart.

Ingo stays home and waits, and waits, and waits and waitsandwaits.

The streetlights come on, and Emmet still isn't home.

Ingo can't wait anymore, and goes looking.

He ends up in Lostlorn Forest, his little lantern barely making a dent in the dark, with the eerie cries of wild pokemon surrounding him. Ingo is terrified, but if Emmet really is in there somewhere, he must be even more terrified, and that's enough to give him the courage to press on.

"Emmet?" Nothing.

"Emmet!!" Nothing.

"EMMETTTTTTTT!!!" And then a scream.

And Ingo takes off running.

He vaults over fallen trees, through puddles and ditches, slides down cliffs and slopes. When he gets to the source of all the screaming and crying, he sees a tall dark figure in someone else's lantern light. And on the other side of it...

Emmet is on the ground, backed against mud and rocks, face wet with tears and blood while he wails and pleads that it was an accident, I didn't mean to, just let me go and I'll go, I promise I won't tell anyone, just let me go, let me go, please-

Ingo trembles as he slowly raises his lantern higher, and the light reveals red and black fur,

long, sharp claws,

snarling white teeth,

and cold, furious eyes that reflect the light.

Glaring down at him is the biggest, angriest Zoroark Ingo has ever seen.

He takes a shaky step back as it turns its full attention to him, towering over him. His heart thunders and the roar of it drowns out Emmet's yelling, trying to catch the Zoroark's attention again. So when Ingo backs into the tall grass, he doesn't hear anything, but he does feel soft fur against his ankle.

Hidden in the brush is a baby Zorua, nursing a wounded paw, as though someone had accidentally kicked or stepped on it.

Emmet is still yelling, now trying to gain his footing in all the slick mud, but the Zoroark has completely forgotten about him, because now there's a new threat much closer to her child.

Ingo looks down at the Zorua, curled up as small as possible. Up at the Zoroark, growling and with its claws raised. And finally at Emmet, who stares right back at him, who shouldn't have been here alone in the first place because Ingo should have been with him, who is the one person Ingo would do anything for.

So Ingo snatches up the Zorua and he runs.

He doesn't have to look back to see if the Zoroark follows, he doesn't dare to slow down to anyway, because he can hear it crashing through the overgrowth behind him. The little Zorua in his grip cries in alarm, bites and claws at his arms, and it hurts but Ingo doesn't dare drop it yet, he needs to lead them further away from Emmet.

But Lostlorn Forest has its name for a reason, and Ingo loses his way and stumbles right into a dead end, the enraged Zoroark not far behind cutting through saplings like a machete. Ingo drops the Zorua, prays that'll be enough, and then goes diving into a hole in a hollow tree.

He turns off his lantern and the world goes completely and utterly black.

There are footsteps out on the path, and then in front of the tree, claws raking on rough bark, and Ingo covers his mouth and nose with his hands, desperately trying to keep silent while tears slip down his cheeks, but now there is something breathing there in the darkness with him, he can just imagine a dripping maw splitting wide with so, so many sharp teeth to devour him whole, all he can do is tell himself don't scream, don't scream, don't make a sound, it's right there in front of him, he can sense it, just don't scream-

The Zorua bleats, and the world pauses. Ingo barely dares to breathe.

Footsteps retreat away from the tree, the intense darkness lightening up just a little, and Ingo finally feels like he can relax when he hears the Zoroark cooing as it leaves, child in tow.

He goes back the way he came and manages to find Emmet pretty easily, running down the path the Zoroark had carved and screaming for Ingo like he is. They run into each other's arms so fast they bowl the other right over with the force of their hug and poor Emmet bawls. He's been lost in the forest all day and he's wet and cold, he's hungry, he's exhausted, he's had like five adrenaline dumps in the last fifteen minutes.

"I was scared it was gonna eat y-youuuuuuuu!!" Ingo had been scared to death it would eat him too, but he doesn't want to say that now, while Emmet is wailing into his shoulder. Because he'd been even more scared when he'd heard Emmet screaming, he thought he was going to find him dead.

So instead he clings to Emmet until their sobs quiet into sniffles and then takes inventory and checks his little brother over. Emmet is covered in tiny scratches, like he'd been rooting around in the underbrush all day, Ingo doesn't have enough band-aids in his pockets to cover them all. His shoes and socks are basically two big blocks of mud around his feet. The only clean thing on him is his backpack.

After Ingo is done with the scratches, Emmet insists on tending to all the cuts and bite marks on Ingo's arms from the Zorua. ("You had bandages and weren't going to use them on yourself?" "You need some, too, Nii-san.") As they try to pick their way out of the forest, Ingo tries a few different times to carry Emmet's backpack for him. He's so exhausted he's walking slower than Ingo, and doesn't even have his usual toy soldier gait. But Emmet bats him away every time, insisting that he's fine, he wants to carry it, it's a surprise for Ingo later. He never lets go of Ingo's hand though.

They finally come across some Hiker that asks what two little kids are doing wandering in the woods by themselves and both immediately start crying haha

After they finally get home and are done being cleaned up and fussed over, Emmet at last brings his backpack over to show Ingo his new treasure.

"Close your eyes," Emmet tells him. So Ingo obediently puts his hands over his face as he listens to the zipper unzip and the fabric rustle, "Hold out your hands," Ingo keeps his eyes closed but he holds out his hands. "OK, OK, open them!"

There's a? Mushroom in his hands? A huge one. Bigger than anything he's ever actually eaten before. It's not the only one, either, the backpack is stuffed with them.

Emmet had done all that for mushrooms?

"That Gourmet Lady on the street with all the performers. She'll pay a lot for big mushrooms! Nii-san, we're gonna be rich! I can take you to really cool places now! I'll take you to ride the train! I'll take you up on the big ferris wheel! I'll buy you those really good pastries that you like and you can even have one all by yourself, we won't have to share anymore!"

Oh, Emmet had done all that for him.

Ingo gets overwhelmed enough to cry one last time while they crawl into the same bed, because there's no way either of them is sleeping apart tonight, their little nightlight projecting stars over their ceiling, bandaged hands finding each other under the covers. ♡

#pokemon emmet #pokemon ingo #subway master ingo #blankshipping #submas #zoroark #Zorua #ask #answer #anon #blankshipping ask list #joltik #dates #my fics #kinda sorta not really a fic but yknow haha #sorry anon I know you said you wanted your teeth to rot #but this thought attacked my brain and would not let go #like a zoroark on a little kids arm smzjmsksjx #Emmet just wanting to be able to take his niisan nice places... #they're such sweethearts ♡ #they're both very devoted to each other even before their feelings turn romantic/they realize their feelings have always been romantic #they're still young and can barely tell the difference yet and this will be something they bicker about when they're older #which of them romantically liked the other first haha #emmet #ingo

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One and Only || Spencer Reid

Chapter 26: Glad you’re okay

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Series Description: Juliette Luciano was fifteen when her parents were arrested by the behavioral analysis unit after being double crossed by someone in the Mafia they were apart of. When Julie, her twin brother Matteo, and best friend/sister-in-law Valeria turn twenty they decide to run, leave the life of crime and change their way of life. After seven years of running they realize they were officially in more danger than anticipated when they received surveillance pictures of themselves. But they weren't the only ones who got some. After the BAU decided it would be safe for them to go into witness protection they decide to send in none other than Doctor Spencer Reid in with Julie for extra protection. These two form a bond that will quickly lead them to get into a relationship. Will the relationship be all love and happiness all will it all go dark like everything else in their lives.

Pairing: Spencer Reid X fem!OC (Julie)

W.C: 1.3k

C.W: Mentions of drugs, hospitals, pregnancy.

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I quickly grabbed Julie when her eyes fluttered shut. I kicked the flowers away while I laid Julie down on the couch. She didn't lose consciousness for long before her eyes opened a little. I picked up the small note that came with the flowers and opened it.

Happy birthday Juliette,

My brother couldn't enjoy his after your boyfriends team killed him so you aren't going to either. Enjoy the GHB you just inhaled.

I read it out loud while Penelope called for an ambulance. I looked back over at Julie who was in and out of consciousness, "Hey I know you're gonna want to go to sleep but you can't okay? Stay with me."

"After Angelo died she decided to get rid of her approved visitors list so Santiago, Angelo's brother, could've easily gotten up here." I said.

"I'll have Garcia look over the security footage, we're going to head back to the headquarters while you go with her to the hospital." Emily said as they all left.

The medics didn't take much longer to arrive, when they did they immediately rushed her down the ambulance, "How far along is she?" One of them asked.

"She's thirty two weeks with twins."

She nodded and put patches on her chest to track her heart rate. I grabbed her hand and held it in both of mine as the ambulance started to move to the hospital.

"She's obviously high out of her mind so do you know what she's on?"

I nodded, "It's Gamma-hydroxybutyrate, it was in a bouquet of flowers she got and she inhaled it by accident."

When we arrived to the hospital they took her to a patient room while I waited in the waiting room. My leg bounced as I waited until her doctor came to find me in the waiting room.

"Doctor Reid?" She  asked.

I nodded, "Is she going to be okay?"

"Yes, we mildly sedated her until the drug wears off. The drug could cause complications with the babies but we are carefully monitoring them and they are doing amazing right now, if anything changes we will give her an emergency c-section."

I nodded, "Okay, can I see her?"

"Of course, come on."

I followed her to Julie's room, she looked over at the door and waved at me with a tired smile, "I should've known something was in the random flowers left at the front door." She said.

"If it makes you feel any better I wouldn't have suspected there being something in the flowers either."

"I know. What was in them anyways?"

"A high dose of a date rape drug, did the doctor come in to talk to you yet?"

"Yeah which is why my bump is covered in patches and wires."

"I know you didn't want a c-section but if it comes to it they're going to have to do one."

"Yeah they told me and as much as I didn't want one if it's for the safety of our kids than I'm fine with it."

She pressed the button to move the bed so she could be sitting up a bit, "You should go home and get the hospital bags just in case they have to take these babies out."

"I'm not leaving, I'll just have someone bring them to us."

She shook her head, "No go get the bags and on your way back you should buy me some food because this hospital food is disgusting."

"Okay, do you need anything else?"

"Can you please bring me my shoes, the ones I wear whenever we go on walks?"

"The black ones?"

"No the white ones, those are more comfortable."

I smiled as walked to the door before I turned to look at her, "You know one time I had this conversation with Emily, JJ, Penelope and Derek about why women have tons of shoes that they don't really need."

She smiled at me, "They need to match everything in our closet that's why."

"That's exactly what they told me. Anyways, I'll be right back. I love you."

"I love you too."

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Spencer walked out the door and I let my head rest against the bed, "What a great way to spend my birthday." I whispered to myself.

I looked down at my bump that had patches placed everywhere which were connected to a bunch of wires and monitors.

My nurse came into the room and gave me a smile, "How are you feeling?" She asked as she checked the monitors.

"I've been better."

"We have a monitor tracking contractions and there have been a couple but they are Braxton Hicks so there is no need to panic."

"Be honest with me, am I going to need an emergency c-section today?"

"Unless something goes wrong or your babies go into distress because of the drug you were dosed with there will be no need to do a c-section. We are strictly keeping you here for observation and when we see everything is back to its normal levels you will be discharged."

"Thank you."

She nodded as she wrote some things down on my chart before leaving. I got comfortable and turned on the small TV and started flipping through the channels while I waited for Spencer to come back.

When he did he set a white plastic bag on the small tray connected to my bed before placing our hospital bag on the couch inside the room.

"I got you some chicken ramen from that sushi place we order from all the time. I also got you some of their bread that you love and a hibiscuses tea."

I looked at him and puckered my lips, he leaned down and placed a kiss to my lips, "I love you."

"I love you too, now eat."

I carefully took the two containers out of the bag and looked over at Spencer, "Want some?"

"No I'm okay."

I took sip of the tea as I watched Spencer fiddle with something in his hand, "I know I told you were acting weird earlier but I thought it was because of the party but now you're acting weirder."

He looked at me, "I just feel useless here, I should be with the team trying to find Santiago so we can arrest him."

"I know but I also know how protective you are especially because I'm pregnant so I think it's best for you to stay here and not be out there trying to rip his head off."

He nodded as he focused on the TV mounted in the corner of the room. I did the same as I continued eating what was in front of me.

When I finished I put the containers inside the bag and Spencer stood up to toss it away, "Do you need anything else?"

"Not right now, I'm just really hoping these babies stay in there for the next month like they're supposed to."

"I think they will and even if they don't I think we're prepared for the most part."

"Their nursery is still filled with boxes we haven't unpacked, the only thing we have ready is their cribs."

"Well they'll at least have somewhere to sleep."

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"I'm just now realizing I almost died."

"I know but you didn't and that's all that matters. Why don't you get some rest."

"Will you read to me?"

He smiled, "Of course."

He got up and went to our hospital bag where we had packed a couple books. He grabbed one and I scooted over on the bed so he could lay beside me. He placed a kiss on my temple as I laid my head on his shoulder and he started reading quietly as my eyes slowly shut.

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[adoringhaikyuu]

they find out you hooked up with their friend/teammate before you started dating | 3

characters: akaashi + iwaizumi + osamu + suna + (gn!reader)

requests: can you do a part 2 to the 'he finds out you hooked up with his best friend' with iwaizumi, suna and bokuto ? thank you and i LOVE your page 💞• by anonymous + s skfhsk s please do a they find out you hooked up with their friend/teammate before you started dating for suna osamu (even better if yn hooked up with his twin omfg) and akaashi 🥺 i love your writing please i will pass away • by anonymous

warnings: the second one is a lil angsty and the last two have suggestive tings 

notes: y’all are too sweet, everyone is 18+ in this! (i’d already gotten another request for bokuto by the time i got the first request so he’s in pt two) + they’re all different lengths btw sorry abt that <3

part one | part two | part three

akaashi:

so you and bokuto hooked up like way before you and akaashi started dating

it was in high school but it wasn’t like there were any feelings involved

...okay maybe he ended up getting a lil crush on you but he got over it

your friends had dared you to hook up with someone to loosen up and you were too nervous to ask your real crush, akaashi (plus you’re not even sure if he was at that party)

and bokuto was kinda chatting u up so u thought why not

(this was before akaashi let him know that he liked you)

it wasn’t until one day that the three of you were hanging out that akaashi found out about it

bokuto had been talking to you and his best friend about this girl he met at a café, he wanted to ask her out but he wasn’t sure how to go about it, so he was asking you two for advice. 

“i’m thinking i take her to watch the stars and then i can swoop in and do my special move. that’ll have her swooning for sure, right?” he smiled to himself and looked at you both as if for reassurance that he was going about this the right way.

akaashi was about to respond when you spoke up first. 

“that thing you do with your tongue?” bokuto nodded, his brows raised up and down, showcasing his confidence. you shook your head immediately, “that’s a little too bold to do right away don’t you think?”

he deflated a bit,  “well... i’m not––” he backpedaled, looking to the side to cover his tracks, “not gonna do it right away...after... a couple dates maybe?” 

before you could say anything else, akaashi spoke up, placing a hand on your thigh to get your attention. you turned to see him looking at you intently, brows slightly furrowed, a small frown on his face. 

“how do you know about his special move?” 

“oh, um...” you blinked a few times and then looked back to bokuto. “we kind of hooked up?” you turned back to your boyfriend and you could see the thoughts processing in his mind. “it was only once though–”

“and what a time it was!–” 

you turned back to look at the loud boy incredulously and he shrugged. “what? i’m just saying you know what you’re doing–”

you rolled your eyes, “you’re not helping here.” you turned to face akaashi fully, taking his hand in yours. you noticed he was a little tense, clearly uncomfortable. “if it makes you feel any better, it’s not like i liked him or anything...to be honest i would’ve hooked up with you that day if i was brave enough to ask you...” 

he looked up at you, eyes wide and quickly glanced down, his cheeks turning pink. 

bokuto spoke up, “wait a minute, so i was second choice?” he crossed his arms and sunk down in his seat, mumbling to himself like a kid. 

you were about to make a comment when you felt akaashi raise your hand and pressed a soft kiss to your knuckles. he gave you a soft smile, “i would’ve liked that...i was too scared to ask you out for a while, bokuto-san is actually the one who convinced me to in the end, so i guess he’s off the hook for using his move on you...” 

bokuto perked up again, “oh great!–”

he pulled you closer to his side, his face serious. “but don’t ask y/n for any more kissing advice or i’m kicking you out.” 

iwaizumi:

when iwa found out that you and oikawa hooked up before you started dating, admittedly he felt a little jealous

but it was mostly just his insecurities, he was used to everyone fawning over his best friend 

and the thought that you were potentially one of those people wasn’t surprising but it kinda upset him

what if you wanted to leave him for oikawa?

you and oikawa were actually the ones who told him that you’d hooked up, while the three of you were hanging out at your place, not thinking much of it since it was a one and done kind of thing for both of you

but you’d noticed the way he’d gotten a bit quieter afterwards, the way he seemed a bit more tense

you waited until oikawa went home to say something

he came back to sit on the couch after locking the door behind his friend and you turned to him. “baby?”

he grunted, eyes focused on his lap. 

“look at me please?” your voice was soft and he couldn’t help but listen, looking up into your eyes sheepishly. you put a hand on his arm, “what’s wrong? i can tell something’s bothering you.”

he looked away and shook his head once, “it’s nothing i just...”

you squeezed his arm reassuringly and he sighed. “just started thinking about you and... shittykawa.”

you moved to sit in his lap and his arms immediately came around to hold you. you placed a hand on his cheek and looked into his eyes fondly and sternly to get the message across. “haji listen to me, i love you and only you. i would never leave you, okay?” 

he nodded but you could tell he was still in his thoughts, so you went on. “i love how thoughtful you are, how sweet you are to me and to your family.” you kissed a spot on his face between every sentence. “i love your voice in the morning when you wake up and the way you tell me you love me every day. i love the way you hold me,” you trailed your hands down to his arms. “and i love your strong arms––” you let your fingers trace his veins and he shifted under you, flustered from your touch and your words. “i love everything about you, haji. i hope you know that...”

he brought his hands up to your cheeks and pulled you in for a kiss, “i know, doll. thank you for that. i love you too, so much. it drives me insane how much i’m in love with you.” his cheeks were dusted pink as he spoke to you and it couldn’t have been more endearing that he was still nervous around you, despite having been together for a good while now. 

“any time.” you smiled, pulling away after giving him another sweet kiss. “plus, you’re a way better kisser than him.” 

he threw his head back and laughed, his hands squeezing your sides as he looked back into your eyes, before kissing you. “oh i’m so telling him that.” 

osamu:

you and atsumu had hooked up once in high school 

...technically

see you were both kinda wasted at a party when it ‘happened’ 

the most you did was kiss and feel each other up, but after you accidentally moaned osamu’s name–––

things ended pretty quickly after that

you don’t know if it’s because you were drunk and mistook atsumu for his brother or if you were secretly wishing it was him, or both

all you know is the two of you agreed to never speak of that ever again

it was embarrassing enough for the both of you

but unfortunately it was one of those memories that came back to haunt you every now and then...even years later, now that you were dating osamu, and living with him

you visibly winced as you thought back to the awkward silence and the way the two of you paused when you said osamu’s name. you shouldn’t have been thinking about this, especially not now, when osamu was literally cooking dinner for you in your home. 

you spaced out for a bit and hadn’t noticed your boyfriend calling for your attention until you saw his hand wave in front of your face. you blinked quickly and looked up at him, “hi! yes i’m here–”

he raised a brow and laughed, amused, coming around the kitchen island to wrap his arms around you and put his head over your shoulder. you sunk into his embrace and he hummed, “what were you thinking about? i asked you what side dish you wanted and you were completely spaced out.” 

you shook your head, “oh um, nothing. i think what we had yesterday would be fine.” 

you tried to move on but he wasn’t having that. he narrowed his eyes as he turned his head to look at you. “well if it’s nothing then you won’t mind telling me, hm?”

his tone was calm but you could tell that he was suspicious and starting to get a little worried. you took a deep breath and buried your face in your hands––it’s not that you wanted to hide it from him, you were just embarrassed is all. 

your shoulders sunk down and you meekly admitted to what you were thinking about, your voice muffled by your palms, the only word osamu able to decipher being his brother’s name. 

he took a sharp intake of breath and stood up, rolling his eyes. “’tsumu? what did that idiot do now––”

you shook your head and took your hands away from your face. “no...it’s not something he did...it was me.” 

osamu crossed his arms and looked down at you, more curious now. “what happened?” 

“it’s not...it wasn’t recent––” he only looked at you blankly, silently telling you to continue. 

you sighed, “well we...hooked up in high school.” you could see his jaw clench. “it was only once, though. and he didn’t––we only kissed and we were fully clothed. honestly it only lasted a few minutes.” 

that seemed to put him at ease a bit more. “well that’s––fine...”

you looked down, “that’s not the bad part.” 

osamu’s hand came under your chin and tilted your head up to look at him, the look in his eyes warm. “come on, you can tell me.” 

you bit your lip, knowing he’d never let you live this down. “it was at suna’s party our third year and we were pretty wasted...we went to a random room and we were kissing and i...” you trailed off, your pride not wanting you to finish your sentence. 

you took a deep breath. “i moaned your name.” 

he blinked at you, once, then twice before he poked his tongue to the side of his mouth, clearly fighting off a laugh. “are you serious?”

you rolled your eyes, “like i would joke about that.” 

“i don’t know if that’s really funny or really sad, i feel like it’s both-”

“hey!-”

he laughed, “i’m sorry, i’m sorry.” he pulled you in for a hug and you reluctantly held him back. “oh man that must’ve been such a blow to his ego,” he cackled.

you frowned, “stop samu, i felt really bad, i still do–”

he rolled his eyes, “he’s fine.” he looked down at you with a smirk, “so you’ve had a crush on me since we were juniors, huh?”

you raised a brow, “do i have to moan his name now to fix your ego?” 

he narrowed his eyes, “not unless you wanna be punished, no.”

that honestly didn’t sound too bad. 

suna:

you and osamu hooked up on and off for a few months 

you were kinda friends with benefits tbh but no one knew about it 

well atsumu found out but that was an accident he just came home earlier than expected one day and caught you two

but other than him, and your best friend, no one knew

not even suna

i mean why would you tell him, it’s been years and it didn’t matter

you’d pushed it to the back of your mind and hadn’t expected it to come up ever again

however––

one day suna went to hang out with his old teammates and atsumu for some reason decided to blurt out that you and his brother used to hook up, not thinking much of it––honestly it’s a shocker he kept it a secret for as long as he did

when suna came home, you were lying down in bed, scrolling on your phone and you perked up when you heard him get in, looking back to your screen. 

“hi baby, how was it?” 

he didn’t answer and you were about to sit up when you felt to hands pull you down by your legs. you looked up, eyes wide to see your boyfriend standing above you, a spark hiding behind his seemingly bored eyes. 

you tilted your head questioningly and he took your phone from your hands, throwing it aside. “atsumu told me something real interesting today.” 

you raised a brow, thinking it was something ridiculous. “oh yeah?” 

he nodded, his hands reaching for the hem of your sweatpants, making your breath hitch. “mhm. and you know, it’s not that i care.” he pulled them down after making sure you were okay with it. “but it did bother me, i won’t lie.” 

he reached for your underwear as well, licking his lips when they were out of the way. “he told me that you and osamu used to be fuck buddies.” you looked up at him, speechless for a few seconds but he kept going. “m’not mad, that would be stupid.” he lied down between your legs and looked up at you, a glint in his eyes. “but i feel like reminding you you’re mine, so i’m gonna play with you for a while, okay?” 

how could you say no to that––

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