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fanttasttica · 6 months

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Rhysand x reader

After your one night stand with the High lord, you hadn't expected to see him ever again, but fate had other plans. You are pregnant, carrying the High lord's first child and you need to tell him. How is he going to react? And what will that mean for you?

Warnings: nothing (I think.. If you find anything, please let me know :D )

Words: 4129

Authors note: Thanks for participanting inthe voting! Since this idea got the most votes, i wrote it first. My next story will be on theme "enemies to lovers" :D

You weren't that type of a girl who got drunk every weekend and had a sex with males whose names you haven't bothered to learn. No.. So why was the universe punishing you for this? It was one night, only one. You were celebrating your birthday with some friends at Rita's, when you spotted the most beautiful male that ever existed. He was tall, seemed strong and there was this dark aura around him. He was undoubtedly powerful, but instead of fearing him, something dragged you to him. After some time you were watching each other from afar, he came up to you and asked you to dance. It was during your time on the dancing floor, when you found out it was no other than High lord or the Night cour, your High lord. It was the first time you saw him, the first time you talked to him and you thought it would also be probably the last. Maybe you ended up in his bed that night, but it was supposed to be only a one night stand, but fate decided otherwise.

You weren't feeling well for a couple of days. Your friends were pushing you to see a healer and today you finally gave in. You visited your healer on the other side of the town, thinking she will brush it off, tell you to rest for another couple of days and eat chicken broth, you hated, but no. This wasn't only some illness you could get rid of after a few days. This would last for at least a couple of months and then the real fun would begin. You were pregnant. Carrying an heir to the Night court in your womb. Your stomach was still flat and if it weren't for your morning sickness and tiredness, you wouldn't have noticed you were pregnant yet. After finding that out, you thanked and said goodbye to your healer, leaving in a hurry. As if running from her would also mean that you would run from your situation. Unfortunately for you, that didn't happen. Symptoms still bothered you in the following days, reminding you about how screwed you were.

“What are you going to do?” Your friends were curious, of course. And honestly you were too. “I have no idea. I am.. I only saw him once.” You answered her while running your hand through your hair. “Yeah, you saw him once. You slept with him once and you ended up pregnant.. I can't believe your luck.” It was hard to say if she was speaking ironically or not, because you wouldn't call yourself lucky. This wasn't some blessing. You weren't against children, you actually liked them and hoped one day you will have one, this was simply quite early for you and certainly with the wrong man. He maybe was a High lord, but you were an ordinary fae. He probably already forgot about your existence. “I don't even know how to contact him. Should I go back to Rita's in the hope I will meet him there? Should I send him a letter and tell him about this? And what should I write in it? Do I really have to tell him?” Not telling him anything and running to another court was an idea you were also toying with. “You can not possibly mean that! He deserves to know. And besides that, lies or secrets are always exposed in the end. He is the most powerful High lord of all times.. Do you really think you can keep this as a secret your whole life? Your kids' whole life?” You sighed in defeat and shook your head. “No, that's stupid.. I.. I just need another few days to collect my thoughts and think about ways to contact and tell him.”

Few days passed by and you still weren't sure what to do. Why does it have to be so complicated? If he weren't the High lord, you would already have told him. It would make everything so much easier for both of you. It was pointless to cry over a spilled milk, but you couldn't help yourself, blaming it on your hormones. One day, you had enough of it. Enough of hiding in your room, crying and cursing on him and yourself. You were determined to find him, tell him about this and return home, so you could finally have some good rest without constantly thinking about this, because currently you were losing your head. You decided to try to find Rhysand again at Rita's. It seemed better to ask him for a minute there than marching to his house and demanding he would see you. You friends were supportive, not leaving you to be all alone. There always was at least one of them by your side, although you weren't finding it necessary, it was a nice gesture you appreciated. The first night you spent here looking for you, you hadn't had any luck, likewise the second or third night. But after sitting on the bar stool for the fourth night in a row, you finally saw him. He was talking to his friends, with a smile on his handsome face, unaware that his life was about to change drastically.

Your heart started beating faster than ever before. In normal situations, you were a calm person, but obviously not today. “You should hurry and go speak to him, before other girls start to throw themself on him.” You swallowed hard.“Yeah.. I am going right now.” You tried to put on a neutral face and started walking towards him, even though everything in you screamed to run away. Suddenly, you were standing right before him and his friends, who were measuring you with interest in their eyes. You simply nodded at them in greeting and looked at the High lord. “You probably don't remember me, but we met here a while ago.. And I need to speak with you. It's urgent. ” At first you were worried he was going to send you away. He raised one eyebrow, but nodded and put away his drink, following you outside. Cold air hit you immediately, so you hugged yourself, before turning to face him. “I remember you, don't worry.” You weren't expecting that. “Yeah.. that's good.” It made a few things easier for you. Now you know there isn't a need to explain to him when you met and what you did together that night. “So? What did you need to tell me?” He was curious, of course. Maybe expecting you to try to seduce him, as many girls certainly did in the past, but there was nothing that could prepare him for this. “I am pregnant and it's yours.”

There weren't many people who managed to surprise the High lord of the Night court. And even the least people managed to surprise him so much that he couldn't think of a reaction for the first few seconds. He was stunned, looking at you as if you were from another unknown world, so you took word once again. “To be honest.. I expected a worse reaction..” You sighed and looked at the ground. “I don't want anything from you. I want and will keep the baby, but if you don't want to, you don't have to be involved in the baby's life. I have people who will help me and also have enough money to take care of it. So.. It's up to you.” And with that, you left him standing outside alone, returning to your friends.

“How did it go? Did he take it well?” Immediately after your return, you were flooded with questions. You shrugged and drank water from your glass. “He was clearly surprised. I told him I don't expect anything from him and assured him it's his choice, if he wants to be involved or not and then left.” They laughed. “You told him this and just left him standing there alone? Oh my Cauldron, I would pay to see his face.” Maybe you would also laugh at this, only if it weren't you who was in this situation. You put one of your hands on your stomach. It was weird and also.. magical, knowing that right now, you are creating a new life. “He returned to his friends and is talking with them.” Your friend whispered to your ears. You could feel several pairs of eyes watching you. Shaking your head, you smiled at them. “Let's talk about something else for a while and try to enjoy this night.” You desperately needed some distraction and opportunity to think about anything else. In the end, the reason why you were here today was done and you deserved some break from this too.

The next day, you were woken up by the Sun. After you forgot to close the curtains last night, there was nothing that could stop morning rays from tickling your eyes. Like any other day before, you were thinking, if you weren't dreaming this whole time, but morning sickness was clear evidence that in fact you were not. After brushing your teeths and hair, you dressed up, put on black leggings and your favorite jumper, you were ready for the day. For the last couple of days, you took time off from your job. It wasn't that hard,since you were running a small bakery with your friends and they almost forced you to stay at home. But today, you were determined to return. You wanted to start living normally again. There isn't a chance that you will spend a whole pregnancy locked in your room. You will take things slowly, so there is no chance for something to happen and it will all be good.

Your day has been going just fine. After coming to work, you could finally be able to feel like a few weeks ago, like nothing was going on. Well, that was until the bell rang, announcing the arrival of another customer you should greet. After you look up, you find no one other than the High lord himself. “Shouldn't you be resting?” You raised your eyebrow. “Hello to you too.. I assure you I am rested well enough.” He came closer, the only thing between you was a counter, behind which you stood. “You don't need to work. I will take care of both of you.” You shook your head. “There is no need for that. I can work, what's more important, I want to work. I love my job.” Something in his face told you, he took this as a challenge. “You are pregnant with my child. I think I should have a say in this matter.” This whole conversation was uncomfortable for both of you. You both were very determined to do it in your way. And the fact that you were strangers had not been helping at all. You didn't know how to treat each other. “Then I guess we need to find some compromise.”

You weren't exactly thrilled with how some things turned out in the end, but on the other hand, it could be worse. After a long talk with Rhysand, how he told you to call him, you end up agreeing to stop working when you are halfway through your pregnancy, but that is not all. During those few weeks you will still be working, there will always be someone with you, during your shift. Practically, members of Rhys's Inner circle were supposed to babysit you. You knew it would be very unusual for you, but you were hoping that in a couple of days you will be able to ignore them or befriend them. You also agreed on moving in with Rhysand and his Inner circle, three weeks before the baby was supposed to be born and staying for at least a couple of months. “Honestly, I am surprised that you want to be so involved..” You mumbled. You two were talking almost your whole shift, which was coming to the end right now. “It's my baby, of course I want to be involved. We have to take care of her or him. Which brings me to my last point today.” He took your silence as a cue to continue. “We should get married.” You weren't sure what you were expecting, but this was certainly not it. Almost dropping a tray with two last gingerbreads, you turned to face him. His face was serious, there was no sign that he was just kidding, but you laughed lightly even so. “Good one. I am not marrying only because I am pregnant.” But he didn't let you brush that off so easily. “Why? It would be better. You would live in luxury for the rest of your life and I would have an heir.” Without this union, this baby would only be a bastard in the others eyes, you were aware of that, but you couldn't do this. “I already told you, I am comfortable with the life I am living. I don't need jewelry or fancy dresses. I was always determined to marry for love or not at all. And I am not changing my mind.”

The weeks passed one by another. As Rhys promised, from the very next day, his friends started accompanying you, during your work. Sometimes, it was Morrigan you befriended quite quickly. It was because of her friendly personality. She was treating you like a friend from the start, promising you to always help you with the baby. Almost every time she came, she was bringing something for you or the baby. You It almost didn't make sense for you to go shopping for things for the baby since she was the one doing it. Then there were Cassian and Azriel. They also were friendly, but it took a little longer to get used to them, but after you started feeding them sweets from your shop, they warmed up to you and you were chatting like an old friend. The last person who you saw maybe two times was Amren. She wasn't rude, but when she was there, she was doing her own work and since you didn't want to disturb her, you hadn't talked so much. As for Rhys, he was visiting you every other day before and after your shift. The communication between you two was better and sometimes, you caught yourself staring at him, when he was talking to his friends and since that was exactly what got you into this situation in the first place, you weren't happy with yourself.

“This is your last day, isn't it?” Morrigan was sitting on a table, smiling at you as you were counting the money before closing the register. “Yeah.. I still can't believe it.” You were half through your pregnancy and your bump was already showing a little. Fortunately, the morning sickness and tiredness have passed you by now. You were feeling great. “I don't know what I am going to do with my free time.” She shrugged. “You can read.. Paint.. Shop for the baby..” You chuckled at the last thing. “Thanks to you, the baby has more than enough clothes. And I pursue all my hobbies even when I am working.. Rhys is thinking that I will only lay in bed, eat and sleep, but that's simply not possible. I would lose my head after one week.” She smiled at you sympathetically. “My cousin behaves sometimes like a mother hen. I believe you, when you say it's annoying.. But you have to endure it only for another couple of weeks..” That wasn't helping. “I am not like a mother hen. I don't know what you two are talking about.” You only noticed Rhysand, who was leaning against the door frame, now. “Yeah, you are worse.” You mumbled, after recovering from the shock he gave you. “You are hurting my feelings, dear Y/N.” You pursed your lips at him. “How are you going to recover from this?” His laughter filled the room and forced you to chuckle a little bit too. “When will you two finally get together? You are perfect for each other.” Neither of you answered her.

As you expected, you were bored only after a week of not working. Sure, you had your friends and also new friends from Inner circle, but it wasn't enough. They also had work and their lives. So you decided to go bother the man who was responsible for your boredom, Rhysand. You already visited his home, he gave you permission to come and go as you pleased, so you decided to pay him a visit today with some sweet desserts from the bakery for him and a jar of pickles for you. The other symptoms of pregnancy passed, but this one, love for pickles, remained. You knocked twice on the mahagon door that led to his office and waited for his response, before opening them and walking in. “I am bored and it's your fault.” Rhys leaned back in his chair and narrowed his eyes. “How is that my fault?” He obviously wasn't understanding your logic. Maybe it was because he was a male or maybe because his brain was not affected by hormones. “You didn't want me to work anymore, so I don't have anything to do and in addition to that, I am already sick of some things that I normally like! It's frustrating.” You sat on the chair across from him. “I need to finish these papers, but once I am done, I actually know what we could do together.. Until then, you are welcome to stay.” You thought about it for a while and nodded. “Okay, I will wait. And I would almost forget. This is for you. Morrigan told me you like this.” You moved the dessert tray across the table in front of him. He looked surprised and also very happy. “Thank you, it's nice of you, but you didn't have to do that.” You shrugged, picked up one pickle and ate it before replying to him. “I wanted you. Sweet is good for the nerves. And you'll need a lot of nerve to put up with my moods.”

There was a comfortable silence. Rhys was working, you were eating pickles and watching him. During this time, you found out some other new things about him. For example, every time he tried to concentrate intensely, he furrowed his brow, when he was thinking about something, he tapped his pen on the table.. “I didn't know I was so interesting to you.” You blinked a few times, before you realized he probably noticed that you were staring directly at him for the past few minutes. “I was just thinking how can I protect our child from inheriting your crooked nose.” He chuckled and looked at you, still smiling. “Your love for me is touching.” You rolled your eyes playfully. “Are you almost done? I am running out of pickles.” He put the papers aside and nodded. “Lucky for you, yes. We can go now.”

You had to admit that his house was beautiful. It was so spacious, but cozy at the same time. It felt like home. During the tour Rhys gave you, you were imagining your life here. Imagining a little girl running around the corridors and Rhysand following her, while they are both laughing.. “There are only two other rooms I want to show you.” You offered him a small smile, “Okay, lead the way.” After climbing a few stairs, you reached the next floor of the house Rhys walked to the end of the corridor. “This is my room and right next to it..” He opened the door and let you walk in first. You gasped at the sight before you. It was a nursery. The walls were white and decorated with painted gold stars. Everything was ready. Closets full of baby clothes and other necessary things. Crib was in the middle of the room, filled with some stuffed animals and more blankets than needed. Tears welled up in your eyes. “It's so beautiful! Did you do it by yourself?” You asked, turning to Rhysand who was watching you with a happy expression. “Most of the things, although Cassian and Azriel had to help me to build the crib.. I am the most powerful High lord, but that thing is terrible.” You laughed at the idea of the three strongest Illyrian warriors having trouble assembling a crib. “And Morrigan got the clothes.” You nodded, recognizing some pieces. “Thank you, really.” He walked towards you and carefully took your hand to his. “You don't have to thank me. I was happy to do it. After all, I promised you that I would spoil both you and the child.” The fact that your child was going to be spoiled was certain. And probably no amount of strictness couldn't prevent that. “As for spoiling you.. I also have room ready for you.”

It wasn't until Rhys pointed them out that you noticed a door not far from the crib. “This door leads to your room. And the door opposite.. to mine, so I can come and help you with the baby during the night or you can easily come to my room, if you would need it at any time.” It was practical, better than having to run to the hall and knock on his door there. “Are you ready to see it?” With this, he caught your attention once again. “Of course.”

You fell in love with your room the first second you walked in. Rhys made sure the walls were painted in your favorite color. There was a table, not so far from the window. On the other side is a bookcase with a rocking chair next to it. The walk-in closet was the same size as your bathroom, which was as luxurious as everything else. “Okay.. Now I am really looking forward to moving in here.” You joked and lay on your big bed. Blanket was so soft you wanted nothing else than getting tangled up in it and never getting out. Rhys sat on your bed, watching you with a grin. “And I thought you said you didn't need a life of luxury..” He said playfully. As a response, you slapped him gently on his hand. “I don't need it. But I have to admit, it's nice.” You sat up and rested your head on his shoulder. He hugged you, with one of his hands, around your waist and placed his hand on your stomach, stroking it gently. “Only the best for you.”

Many weeks passed and now.. As you predicted, you were holding a baby girl in your arms. Your and Rhysand's baby girl. Your birth was quite easy, thankfully. You were happy. Rhys was all over the moon, not leaving you alone for one minute. The others were not better, they pushed each other away, only to get a better view of her, before Madja told them to leave, since you need to rest. So now, it was only you, Rhys and your little star. “I know I already said it.. But thank you.” You looked in his eyes and smiled. “I thank you. Afterall, this takes two.” Although most of the job was done by you, Rhys was amazing to you this whole time. Treating you like a queen. “I am really.. glad for this. Finding out I was going to be a father was shocking, I will not lie, but.. I am just really happy.” Hearing this made your heart jump with joy. “Yeah.. I am too. I am glad I met you. And I have to admit.. I grew fond of you.” He chuckled deeply and kissed the top of your head. “Does that mean you will marry me then? And I assure you.. I am not asking out of some obligation, because we have a child together.” Rhys was ready to give you time to think, but you didn't need it. It wasn't love at first sight with him. You were falling in love with him for a while, but now you were sure that he was your happy ending. Well.. him and your daughter. That's why there wasn't a trace of hesitation when you answered him, “I will.”

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vixeneptune · 5 months

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Askfirmations ♡

♡ Why am I so amazing? I'm naturally the best and never compete or compare myself to anyone

♡ Why am I so powerful? My aura naturally radiates immense power , is that why I keep getting everything I want? Or why nobody ever messes with me?

♡ Why do I feel so confident all the time like its my permanent state of being? I believe in myself so much that my confidence is literally unshakable.

♡ how do I keep getting everything I want? It's like the universe conspires in my favor and the world has my back 24/7

♡ omg why am I so freaking gorgeous?! Seriously I'm always stunned when I see my reflection like wow how am I so pretty i look unreal?

♡ Why am I such a money magnet? Attracting money is literally the easiest thing, why is it so effortless for me? Like I never worry about money bc it comes to me abundantly from multiple sources.

♡ Why am I so damn lucky? Why do I keep winning everytime at EVERYTHING? the word failure doesn't exist in my dictionary.

♡ ugh why is everyone so obsessed with me? Like I'm easily the most popular person everywhere I go. How come everyone knows my name and treats me like their fav person ? Idk why but I'm always the one who gets most attention and people literally chase me and desperately wanna be with me and I don't even try ?!? Why do I have so many secret admirers and so many people confessing their feelings for me ? Is it bc im so charming and magnetic that people can't help but fall in love with me instantly?

♡ Why am I always invited to events and hangouts like my presence is a must? People love being around me and talking to me so much. Why does everyone say I have an amazing vibe and they love my energy ? Honestly one of my fav compliments but its also like just being seen with me and being around me is a privilege

♡ Why are my eyes so big and feline? Why does everyone compliment my eyes? Why are they so mesmerizing and gorgeous? 😍

♡ Why is my skin so clear and hydrated? Like its so smooth and lifted and perfect I'm so amazed!

♡ Why are my lips so plump and perfect? I love how kissable and full they look!

♡ Why does my hair grow soo fast?? Its crazy like my hair is so long now. Why is it so thick and soft and perfect? Everyone compliments my hair

♡ Why are my eyebrows always on fleek? Like they look naturally perfect

♡ Why is my face so pretty like its sculpted by the angels? Why is my face so symmetrical and harmonious? I look naturally stunning like I don't need makeup or filters.

♡ Why does my face look EXACTLY like my desired face now? It's uncanny how much I resemble Megan fox and Adriana Lima

♡ why is it so easy for me to lose weight? I always lose weight so fast bc I have such a fast metabolism. Why does my body look so snatched? I don't even need to work out and I have the body of a model! Why does my butt look so good? Why are my arms and legs fit and toned and why is stomach so flat?

♡ Why is my face so slim? I have the most sculpted defined gorgeous face 😍 why does everyone stare at me like they're mesmerised by my beauty?

♡ Why is my nose so tiny and small and perfect? I literally have the cutest nose and I love it!

♡ Why does everyone say I remind them of tomie with how captivating , alluring and mysteriously beautiful I am ? Why do people say I remind them of a Siren ? So magnetic with high sex appeal

♡ Why does everyone love spoiling me so much and giving me princess/royalty treatment? Is it bc i have pretty privilege? Why do men open doors for me and gift me expensive things and they keep pursuing me and trying to impress me? Why am I always desired and wanted by everyone ? My energy inspires men to spoil and please me. There's something about me that naturally pulls people in like a magnet, maybe it's my energy or my personality or my beauty.

♡ why is it so easy for me to make friends and attract lovers and people like a magnet? I don't even try but somehow I always end up having so many great genuine connections with others and I have so many loyal friends.

♡ ugh why am I so freaking sexy? Like I have that dangerous sex appeal that fuels everyone around me with desire and lust for me (I'm always safe tho) but srsly I'm so hot it should be illegal 🥵

♡ Why do I keep looking younger and prettier as I age ? am I a vampire or something cuz i never age😂 people always think I'm 18 years old

♡ Why is my life so amazing? Why do good things keep happening to me? Why is it that everyday something wonderful happens? Why is life so easy and fun for me? It's like a game rigged in my favor. Why does my life keep getting better and better? Every aspect in my life is going so well! I feel so fulfilled and so grateful. I mean I'm literally living my dream life right now!

♡ why am i so blessed in every way? I'm rich, pretty, in the best relationship with the love of my life, I have amazing friends and family, I'm so successful and recognised for it, I'm such a catch and an honor to be associated with, I have so many admirers and I'm a great influencer, I'm so sexy and drop dead gorgeous, i have a fun addictive personality, im healthy and fit with the sexiest toned body, I'm constantly surrounded by love and support, im lucky, a powerful manifestor, I'm literally perfect, such a flawless beauty. I have it all

♡ Why do I have such amazing privileges? All I be doing is exist and I get everything I want , everything is handed to me. Why do I get things for free? I don't even have to try, why is it so easy for me to get my way? I think I'm just so charismatic and charming and pretty it's impossible to deny me

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lovelybrooke · 1 year

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Alright , but the soft moments with Strawhats were actually really cute. I still read it because It really does shows Strawhats like physical touch.

But what about deep conversation? Not like in the interrogation way but a talk where they actually or kinda reveal the reason being why they treasure Y/n so much?

Like Y/n one day asked "If you don't want me to not only leave but to do anything because it might be dangerous for me - what am I good for?"

it's just my thought but I think they either will not believe that Y/n thinks that they are not worthy of being here OR they will be taken off guard that they feel this way after everything they went through with them.

But I really want to hear your own opinion on this, of course if you want to.

Have a great day as well.

Why am I here? (Yandere Strawhats x Isekai reader)

I really like this idea, but I didn't know If you wanted an entire piece or scenarios for each character. I decided to do a whole fic, so if this isn't what you wanted, I apologize. (Also thank you so much for 300 followers).

You can't help but wonder what your purpose is most days.

The Strawhats, your friends, are very protective of you, even after months of being with them and getting used to their world. You grateful for them, but you wonder what caused their behavior.

When you first appeared in this world, they were nice. They let you say on their ship, eat their food, and even promised to take you to a nice island until you found a way back home. None of their actions were strange, especially compared to how they act now. They were pretty normal, some of them even standoffish. One day though, that all changed, and they became the people you know now.

Suddenly, Zoro went from basically ignoring your whole existence to showing off to you during training. Sanji began to make bigger and fuller meals, always insisting you eat more until you could barely even eat another bite. Usopp was making strange gadgets you could fill you time with, Chopper was worrying over your every move, Nami was spending her hard-earned money on you, and even Robin was suddenly offering to lend you some her more precious books just so you two could talk about them together.

But the strangest change of all was Luffy.

Luffy was always happy go lucky, that's just in his nature. Even before, he was nice to you. He was always quick to protect you, he asked for your opinion on things, and would goof off just to make you laugh.

When Luffy changed, he became strangely more serious. He took your safety more seriously, ordering the others to value your safety among all others. Suddenly, it's like he became your shadow, never leaving your side even for a second, and he wanted to be involved in everything you did.

With their quick shift in behavior, your goal of going home slowly and slowly faded away into nothingness.

Even though, you couldn't help but feel as though you owed them something. They helped you when most likely, no one else wouldn't. They gave you a home and kept you safe from the world around you. So of course, it's not strange to think you owe them something. Whenever you try and help though, it quickly struck down, them claiming that you've done enough already.

But what have you done? You haven't partaken in any feats of bravery, you haven't liberated countries, you haven't saved anyone. You time here amounts to nothing in comparison to them. So, what have you done?

It doesn't help that they're so restrictive on what you do, prohibiting you from living the ship unless you're with one of them. So even if you want to help them in battle, you swept away and locked safety in one of the rooms on the Going Merry before you had the chance.

Your mind was filled with these thoughts constantly. Nothing justified you being here, and as the days went on and you grew closer to the strawhats, you became a shell of yourself.

"(Y/N)? Are you okay?" You could hear someone's voice, but you couldn't tell who it was. You were zoned out, and after shaking your thoughts away, you could see you were leaning on the railing of the front deck. You slowly turned towards the voice, Sanji right next to you, lighting a cigarette right next to you. He stared down next to you, his gaze making you strangely embarrassed.

"Yeah, I guess." You answer. Sanji raises his brow, letting the cigarette dangle from his lips.

"You guess?" He questioned. You gave a small sigh, your eyes locked on the dark blue ocean so you could avoid Sanji's accusing eyes. You refused to answer, the silence awkward and thick, but you would rather deal with the uncomfortable situation than voice your concerns to him. You can smell the slight hint of ash coming from Sanji's direction, and you had to suppress a cough, looking away from him in order to keep it down. At the action, Sanji lets out a gruff, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and dangling it between his pointer and middle finger, the ashes falling into the abyss that was the ocean below him. He looks over at you, the back of your head being the only thing he sees, and he lets out small breath.

"Look, you don't have to talk to me if you don't want to." He voices calmly and you can feel his understanding gaze on you. "But it's never going to get better if you don't talk to one of us." He explains, watching as you give a curt nod and stumble away.

Sanji doesn't know how to feel. You've been acting weird for a while, something he assumed to be caused by stress due to your unfamiliar surroundings. But that didn't make sense. You've been here for a while; you should've warmed up to them by now. That's what Robin said would happen. If they played nice and didn't completely suffocate you with their need to protect you, you would be happy. So, what's happening? Sanji took a puff of his cigarette, pondering the situation intensely. Maybe you haven't been eating enough? That can be it, he and Chopper make sure you're as healthy as possible. Maybe you're lonely, they have been spending more time exploring islands lately, and maybe you feel neglected. Sanji wasn't too sure though, and as he took one final puff, he thought that he might pay a visit to his captain.

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The stars always brought you comfort, they were one of the few things that wasn't completely different from your world. You had a desire to learn all the constellations that existed in this world, even if that meant spending a little more time here.

Your feet dangled off the edge of the ship, the ocean even darker than before. When you first arrived, the ocean was the thing that scared you the most. As you spent more time in this unfamiliar land however, you began to fear people more than the environment around you, and soon the ocean became one of your closest friends.

You fit of existentialism was broken as you felt strong arms wrap around you. You knew it had to be Luffy, no one was nearly as clingy as him. You could feel him snuggle into your back, the tickling of his hairs almost getting a laugh out of you.

Quickly, Luffy detected himself from your back, sitting next to you on the railing cross legged. You could feel his eyes on you, but for a while he kept quiet as you continued to gaze at the stars.

"Why are you so up this late?" Luffy asked randomly, receiving a small shrug from you. Luffy smile morphed to a frown, pouting like a child at you answer. He rested his head on his hand, his arm propped up on his thigh. Looking at you with at you with questioning eyes, he continued. "What's up with you." His words weren't particularly harsh, but they did hurt slightly. In a second, you face went from the sky above back to the ocean below, entranced by the water once again. You didn't have a smart answer, the worlds tumbling out of you involuntarily.

"I-I don't...it's...it's nothing." You stumble, and Luffy looked unconvinced. This was one of the few times when you were actually intimidated. Your eyes dart around, trying to find the right words to say.

"Why am I here?" It was random, and the words caused Luffy's back to straighten. You continued before he could say anything. "I just mean..." You sigh, trying to ignore his eye on you. "I serve no purpose. I'm not strong, I'm not brave, I'm not fit for this world. But for some reason, I'm here, and I don't know why." If felt strangely nice to voice this to Luffy, even if it meant being embarrassed for life.

"That's not true." Luffy said after a minute.

"Huh?"

"You serve a purpose." Luffy said like it was the most obvious thing in the world, his head tilting to the side like a confused child. You furrowed your brow at him, your mouth agape.

"What do you mean?! I'm the weakest one here!" Your voice was somewhat loud, but you were consumed by pent up frustration and didn't care.

Luffy smiled at your frustration. "You make us happy." Your breath was caught in your throat, and you could feel tears in your eyes as Luffy gave you a gentle hug. You quickly reciprocated.

"That's not much though." Your voice was weak, small.

Luffy simply hugged you tighter. "You don't have to be anything more. Just you is enough." He whispered. Hot tears streamed down you face as you buried your face in Luffy's shoulder. The smile on his face never left as he comforted you.

"You make us happy, so we protect you." He explained as you began to calm down. Slowly, you moved away from Luffy, his arms still wrapped around you and his smile still covering his face.

"We don't expect anything else from you other than, well, you." He giggled at his own words. "It doesn't matter if you aren't strong or brave. What matters is that you're our friend. What matters is that you're happy. What matters is that you're here, with us." He said, getting a small smile at you. Slowly, you went back to looking at the stars, you head resting on Luffy's shoulder as you began to drift off to sleep.

Luffy knew for a while why you were acting weird, but he wanted you to come to him. He wanted you to be open with him. He wanted you to trust him.

If you asked Luffy why he, why any of them, valued you so much, they would respond with simply "They're my friend." That was obvious to anyone. But the harsh looks at passerby's, the threats to people who simply talked to you, that couldn't be explained away as friendly behavior. What it was deep down, was possessiveness. Pirates are possessive by nature, and what they value most in the world, is their treasure.

Luffy looked down at you once more, you soft snores filling the air around you two. He let out a peaceful sigh, feeling calm at your restful state. Luffy knew for a while that you were his treasure and like a good captain, he would do whatever he could to protect you.

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A/n: Please like and reblog if you enjoy.

#yandere x reader #platonic yandere #soft yandere #yandere one piece #one piece x reader #one piece x you #one piece fanfiction #one piece #yandere #fanfiction #fanfic #yandere one piece x reader

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trainsinanime · 5 months

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Your favorite fanfic writer doesn't know (but would like to)

Let's talk about comments on fanfics. This is not meant as a guide or call to action, just a bit of observations. Personally, I always saw it as impolite to ask for reviews or kudos or comments or likes or reblogs or whatever. That's not a rational point of view, it just reflects how I am. And people actually telling others that they have to leave any of this feedback? I've blocked folks over that. In my mind that's not okay. I'm not announcing a change of that, this is not a policy, just some deep-seated mental issues, but I want to write down some more things that have been going through my mind, from the perspective of someone who occasionally writes fanfics. My previous suggestion in this regard was mostly to write some fanfic yourself and see what happens and what you'd like to happen, because it's genuinely fun and I think you probably have more to say than you realise.

But there's also another point here, and that is that your favourite fanfic writer has no idea that they are. If you're anything like me, then it will seem like the great writers in your fandom are obvious. Also, the last time you bought Blåhajs, it ended with you having to flee a smoke-filled subway tunnel. The great stories and great writers in your universe are facts of nature. You read a story and you think, "this is the greatest thing I've ever seen." A story rewires your brain chemistry forever. You keep coming back and reading that one fic whenever the mood hits you. It feels obvious that this story is great. How could it not be?

It feels trite to say that the author of that fic doesn't know that unless you tell them, but it's hard to really understand the feeling unless you've been there yourself. You write a story, but is it any good? Maybe you get a lot of kudos, or maybe very little, but what does either of that mean? Kudos can mean literally anything from "loved this" to "didn't close the tab in disgust". Maybe you just got unlucky. Maybe you just got lucky. What do these numbers mean? What is a good number of kudos? 1? 10? 100? 1000? Should I calculate ratios? How do I know whether people like this?

In light of this, a comment where someone just said, "I loved this", has an almost incalculable worth. A comment where someone says they read this over and over again, or quotes lines they loved, or something? You can't imagine how valuable that is. A while ago someone told me "a couple of us are talking about this on Discord, we love it and we keep repeating our favorite lines". I thanked them, but I was too polite to say, "really? What are they saying? Which are your favorite lines? How many people are there who love it? What are their names? Which lines are the favorite ones, please, tell me!". Part of me still regrets that, because I so desperately want to know! I don't think it was a public Discord and I never heard from the others on it, but just the idea that they're out there and they like my story was so powerful. (By the way, it's not on any account that's linked from here, please don't try to find that comment.)

Now, I firmly believe that you, as a reader, don't have to care about any of that. I know there are people who disagree with me on this point, very strongly in fact, but I don't think it's necessarily your job to care. It's great if you do, and I think a lot of you do in fact care, that's why I'm writing this. But if you haven't thought about that or don't feel comfortable leaving comments or whatever, that's fine, that's normal, and you are in fact part of the majority. Any well-adjusted fic author has found ways to deal with this. They have learned to love writing for its own sake, or they love re-reading their own fics, or they have a couple of trusted friends who like their work, or ideally all three. Personally I was scared of Discord for the longest time, but it really helps with that. One person who you sort of know going "hey that's neat" can outweigh just about anything else. (Still, there will be days when you post something and you won't get a response and that just plain sucks, no two ways about it.)

But if you do care, if you think it's important that a fanfic writer knows what they mean to you, not because of any concern about the wider unpaid fan creator economy but just because of the way their work affected you, then this is important. Your favorite fanfic writer probably doesn't know and/or believe that they're anyone's favorite, and even if they do, a reminder or learning that someone knew found them will make them incredibly happy. And obviously, all of that applies at least just as much to all the beginners with potential that are out there. So if you're wondering whether it's worth it leaving a comment that says how much you enjoyed something: It probably is. And if you shared this with others and they loved it, or if this is your favourite fic, or if you enjoy how original it is, or how well it does your favourite tropes, or anything like that, the writer is going to be so happy to hear that.

A final aside: This obviously applies even more when it's about fandoms, pairings, subject matter and in particular ratings that are considered a bit embarrassing. Writers who write stuff that, say, happens to be E-rated for whatever reason, doesn't matter, will probably get fewer kudos and comments just because people are embarrassed to have their names show up in the Kudos and Comment sections. If that's you, just a note that it is perfectly okay to comment anonymously, or to create a second separate account for leaving kudos on, commenting on and maybe even posting the somewhat more risqué stuff. Now I'm not saying I have one of these second accounts, at least I'm not saying that in public, but it is an option worth considering.

#fanfic #comments

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James Potter & Damon Salvatore///Is it another love?

Anonymous request: I love your writing so much I was wondering where you can do a crossover of the vampire diaries and The Marauders the reader is a Marauder and she likes James but he likes Lily she overhears that James would never like her so she goes out to cry and but then she meets Damon Salvatore who comes out from a Time Machine weeks later he takes her to his world since he has fallen in love with her so he tells to leave everything and go with him

“Since Lily doesn't like you, why not go for Y/n? who is also attractive.” Sirius smiles

“Y/n’s beauty is something I agree on, but I only view her as a friend and it would never happen.” James tells him “Because I love Lily.”

Wiping off your tears, you walked away quietly to avoid hearing James rejecting you anymore.

“But Y/n and you make a cute couple.” Remus tells him

“But I only want Lily, can't you guys not understand that?” James crossed his arms angrily

"And why can't you not understand that Lily doesn't like you back.” Sirius fumed “you're missing on a really nice girl like Y/n. I hope you don't regret it when she finds somebody else better than you.”

When you got outside, you started to cry again as you kicked the ground. "Why did I believe that he would like me back? I'm so stupid!! Of course he likes Lily.”

While you cried furiously, you didn't notice a machine falling on the ground and a person coming out of it.

As you stood up, someone asked from behind you, “where am I?” and scared the living hell out of you.

As you attempted to calm yourself down after getting scared by this weird guy with weird questions, you asked “who are you?”

“I apologize for scaring you, I didn't intend to do so. My name is Damon Salvatore.” He smiled as he kissed your hand.

You couldn't help but blush at this cute weirdo guy “My name is Y/n Y/l/n, but why did you ask weird questions?”

He smiles, again “Your name is beautiful just like you. I can't believe it’s my lucky day. I just met the most beautiful girl in the world.”

You smiled at this guy who was not only weird but he’s charming and cute. “Haha thank you but you didn’t answer my question.”

“Beautiful it’s hard to explain, and you’ll laugh at me after I finish telling you.” He tells you

“Why is it hard? You can tell me I promise that I won’t laugh.” You tell him back smiling

He looks at you with a sad look “you will laugh at me and I don’t want to scare you away because you will once I tell you and I know we don’t know each other but I already like you.”

You giggle, "You already like me? How is that possible? If I'm a boring person and it's ok, you don't have to tell me anything if you don't want to.”

He laughs, "you’re not a boring person. Your amazingness makes everything possible, and I'll reveal my secret to you at a later time.”

"Y/n there you are!!!,We were so worried about you." James glares at Damon, “Why are you conversing with this dumb ass stranger?”

Damon growls, "I don't think it's any of your business unless you're her boyfriend even if you are, you don't have a right to talk to her like that and I have a name boy.”

“He's not my boyfriend, he's just a friend.” You tell Damon with a smile

James looked at you shocked that you would say that "first Y/n don’t tell strangers about our lives and second of all, I don't need to know your name Mr.”

“James stop it and leave them alone. They were just talking and we rudely interrupted them.” Sirius tells him

James glares at his best friend then he looks over at you "while you were too busy talking to this idiot we were worried thinking that something bad happened to you since you didn't come to the Common room like you were supposed to.”

Damon fumed as he walked past you “Call me something else again and I'll have your ass on the ground.”

"Sirius and Remus take James away before something happens." you tell them as they nodded trying to take him away but James kept pushing them away “the fuck you’re not staying with him if we’re leave your coming with us.”

You give Damon a somber smile. “I have to go with them to avoid trouble because James shouts, but I'm hoping to see you tomorrow.”

He shakes his head, "He should get in trouble not you or your friends but I'm hoping to see you tomorrow as well princess and have a good night.”

You nodded with a smile “thank you and I hope you have a wonderful night as well.”

While walking with them, you rolled your eyes as James shouted at you and asked questions about Damon.”

"Stop rolling your eyes and answer me. Who the fuck is he?” He demands getting in your face

“I will slap you if you keep yelling and swearing at me, and you cannot demand to know his identity.” You told him before leaving

“Y/n,Get back here now!!. We're not done talking yet!!” James yelled out for you, but you flipped him off and kept walking.

James exclaims with frustration, “can you believe her?”

Remus shrugs his shoulders "Well you did go over the line.”

“I was just trying to protect her. I can't do that now?” James questions angrily “He could have done something to hurt her.”

“Yelling and swearing at her is not a way to protect her. It's pushing her away instead.” Sirius explains “and after what you did, I don’t think she’ll want you near or around her.”

“Given what you did, I agree with Sirius that she probably won't want to be near or around you.” Remus adds “Probably not even with us as well.”

With a smile, Lily says, “Y/n, I was looking for you.” The smile she had turned to a frown. "What's the matter?"

"Ask your boyfriend." Anger poured out of you as you walked past her.

Lily asks in a confused manner, "My boyfriend?"

James asks Lily with anger, "Have you seen Y/n?"

"She went in that direction,” Lily points out. "What happened?"

James sighs and thanked Lily before heading in the direction he was instructed to go.

She observes his departure and is irritated because no one is explaining the situation. “Could someone please give me an explanation?”

“James got mad because he saw Y/n and an unknown man talking.” Sirius explains “You know how he is overprotective of her.”

“Sirius, that also sounds like he got jealous.” She tells him with smile

“James doesn’t like her, he likes you”. Remus tells her

“But I don’t see him like that because I really like somebody else.” She confesses

“Is it Snape?” Sirius tease her with a smirk

“Maybe”. She blushes as she shrugs her shoulders “but I do hope that one day, Y/n and James end up together.”

“Y/n we didn’t finish talking.” James grabs your arm

James' hand is removed from your arm by you. “We have concluded.”

“I was just trying to protect you from him who could have hurt you, can't you see?” He fumed

You rolled your eyes, “You need to worry about Lily instead of me.”

“You are the focus, not Lily.” He huffed

“The conversation we had is irrelevant to me now, it's concluded.” You walked off.

Damon comes out of the machine with a smile as everyone asks him questions “I just saw and met the most beautiful woman in the world.”

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Stefan looks at him with confusion

With a grin on his face, Damon gazes upon his brother, “Y/n Y/L/N is the most stunning woman I have ever met."

Elena laughs, “Babe, I'm speculating that your brother came across a stunning woman when he went to another world.”

Stefan laughs too "I think you're right because right now he's being stupid and not listening.”

“what should we do?” Caroline asks

“I think let’s leave him alone for a second and he’ll probably tell us later.” Elena replied

Caroline rolled her eyes "why later? I want to know about the mystery woman that got the demon in love? Oops, I meant Damon.”

“I have a name and the mystery woman that got me in love is Y/n I already told you guys.”

Caroline crosses her arm in frustration "We all know that, but we want to know who she is.”

Damon smirks, “you’ll soon have the chance to meet her because I'm thinking of bringing her into this world.”

“That’s not saying much.” Caroline grumbles

After what happened last night, you been ignoring James who has been trying to talk to you since the morning

“Why are you so moody Prongs?” Sirius asks pretending to not know what got his best friend in a bitchy mood

“Because Y/n is not talking to me.” James grumbles as he rolls his eyes

“After what transpired last night, why should she?” Sirius defends you “You're my best friend, but she's also my best friend. What you did was wrong.”

“I'm apologetic for trying to safeguard her. Perhaps in the future, I'll keep my mouth shut.” James storms off

“James, come back.!!!That wasn't what I intended to say.” He ignores Sirius' call out.

James dropped to his knees on the grass as he let out tears "I'm so sorry Y/n for the things that I have done.”

“James,be patient with her right now. She's upset, but eventually she'll forgive you.” Lily tells him

“You think so?” he asks with hope on his face

“Of course!!!” She smiles

Outside, you were waiting for Damon who sent you a letter to meet him here “there you are my princess.”

You blushed "so I read your letter and it said that you have a surprise for me

He looked at you with hope but scared at the same time “promise me you won't get scared or try to run once I take you to my city and tell you what I am.”

You give him a confused stare, “I don’t promise anything but okay.”

Damon grabs your hand and leads you to a machine as you look around the machine “you made this cool time machine?”

He laughs as he closes the door and he sits next to you “I wish but actually it was Bonnie my friend, that made this.”

You looked at him with a smiled as you noticed that you and Damon came to a stop and the two of you got out

You were taken aback by the beauty of this city and looked around in shock. “Where are we?”

He smiles at you, "Mystic Fall."

You stare at him in shock. "Mystic Fall?, as they claim, is the location of the supernatural."

He nods and lowers his head. "Indeed, and I am among them."

“What kind of supernatural are you?”

“Vampire.” He says “ I understand if you’re scared, if you want I’ll take you home so you don’t go by yourself.”

You moved closer to him and grabbed his face with a smile. “I’m alright; I'm not terrified or anything.”

With a grin on his face, he grabbed your hands and kissed them. “Okay then, my Princess, let's go meet some individuals.”

"Have you seen Yn? I haven't seen her all day.” James says

“It's probable that she's with Lily or something. End your overprotectiveness. It's both adorable and annoying.” Sirius tells him

"Oh Y/n? She was with the same guy that we saw her with last night and they were having a conversation.”Peter butts in with a smirk

”You gotta be kidding me.”James growls. She didn't listen. She's going to hear from me when she gets back.”

Sirius glares at Peter who stopped smirking then he looks over at James, "Prongs you can't tell Y/n what to do, she's allowed to talk or to hang out with whoever she wants.”

“There's an aspect of that guy that makes me apprehensive about Y/n being around him.” James tells them “But I'll figure it out soon or later, but I will.”

After he laid you on his bed so that you could sleep more comfortably, Damon went back to ask his friends and brother how they felt about you. “So what do you think of Y/n?”

“She's incredible, with a great heart and personality, and she's the perfect match for you, my brother.” Stefan replies.

“I agree with Stefan that you have never been so happy for a woman before. Since she makes you happy, we support your decision of you and her dating.”

Damon chuckles, "I was going to date her regardless of your approval, but thank you.”

“When do you plan on asking her to leave everything behind and join you in this world?” Caroline asked.

“When she wakes up.” Damon replies

The aroma of pancakes and toast greeted you as you woke up and went to the kitchen to see the Damon flipping the pancakes and he noticed you and gave you a smile

“Good morning princess, please take a seat and I'll bring you a plate.” Damon tells you

You smile as you sit down. “Thank you and good morning to you too.”

Daman placed your plate next to you as he sat down. "I was wondering if we could talk later?"

You give a nod as you begin cutting your pancakes and eating it “it’s so delicious thank you.”

Damon returns to his seat after taking the plates to the dishwasher. “I'm hoping that what I'm about to ask you won't make you too uncomfortable because you might think it's too soon or that you don't want to do it.”

You smiled “Whatever it is, just tell me.”

Hope is in his eyes as he grabs your hands and he looks at you. “Leave everything behind and join me in my world.”

#the vampire diaries #the vampire diaries x y/n #the vampire diaries x you #the vampire diaries x reader #Damon Salvatore #damon salvatore x y/n #damon salvatore x you #damon salvatore x reader #harry potter #Harry Potter x reader #the marauders x reader #james potter #james potter x y/n #james potter x reader #james potter x you

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zinya · 1 month

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How brothers would react to an MC with bad grades ?

Because we've all had bad grades one day and we all deserve to be comforted.

Lucifer:

Being one of the students in the exchange program he will look at your grades very closely , he may even be aware of your grade before you do.

If it's just one bad grade he will lecture you and probably ban you from certain activities so that you work more (You can say goodbye to video game nights with Levi)

If it's several bad grades he will start asking you questions about what you don't understand and will give you lessons.

Of course, if it's grades that start to weigh on your morale, once your homework is finished, you're welcome to his room to relax.

"I believe in you, don't be discouraged, my love"

Mammon

welcome to the club

If it's a bad grade in math don't worry, The Great Mammon can help you.

Don't be discouraged human, he also has bad grades and lives very well

If he sees that you are depressed because of your grades he will suggest that you go out somewhere with him to take your mind off things. Do you prefer to go shopping or maybe go party somewhere?

If you don't want to go out then he will take you into his room and watch a movie in his arms while he comforts you and cuddle with you

Leviathan

I am convinced that he will show you anime with heroes at school to remotivate you "Hey I have a new anime called "I have bad grades and then everything changed the day I made friends"

If you don't want to, you can always watch TSL with him

But don't get me wrong he will encourage you to work too but he will come get you to take a break if it's been a long time

I don't know if devildom has computer science, but in any case if it's this subject that you're struggling with, he can help you.

Satan

Literally become your personal teacher after all, all his knowledge is yours.

Will lend you textbooks and workbooks

He will always encourage you to do your best

Like mammon he will also offer to go out and clear your mind: Do you want to buy new books? Go drink something at the cat cafe? Maybe the park?

Will read books to you or recite lessons at night in his room when you sleep together

Asmodeus

Positive affirmations

Are you discouraged? Has your self-confidence taken a hit? Spend 10 minutes with him and none of this will happen

"Honey don't cry your pretty skin and your beautiful eyes will suffer "

Will ask you to go shopping with him and you will receive 2 or 3 gifts so he can see you smile

He will help you with the charms lessons (TP too perhaps XD)

You will have the right to take a bath in his bathroom with his products to relax

Beelzebub

Will give you food to comfort you

Would like to help you with potions classes but we all know how it will end

Will give you hugs to comfort you and take you to exercise (if you want of course) to clear your mind

If you decide to study more he will come see you like Levi to take breaks and he will often bring you water or snacks

He will cheer you to death like you do during his matches

Maybe give you a kind of lucky charm to bring you luck for the next exams

Belphegor

Cuddle time

Since it concerns you, he will listen to you talk, like Asmo, about what is wrong

Then he will take you to the top of the Attic to sleep and relax with him

When you revise he comes and sleeps in your bed to keep you company

If you can't sleep because of stress you know where his room is , just kidding, he's already next to you in your bed, can't you see him?

(I don't know who drew this but it's so beautiful.) Anyway, I wrote that instead of studying my exam for tomorrow haha 😅🥲

Sorry for the mistakes, English is not my first language and sometimes I don't understand your abbreviations or expressions🤣

Tell me if you want the others

And don't forget that the most important thing is to do all you can and to be proud of yourself.

Have a Good day 💋

#obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me satan #obey me headcanons #obeyme mammon #obeyme asmodeus #obeyme beelzebub #obeyme belphegor #obey me shall we date #obeyme headcanons #obeyme mc #obeyme belphi

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How I would re-write Supergirl Season 2/3

(as some one who stopped watching after season three, and also has not rewatched the series since 2020) (reign arc and heroes of the week will remain unchanged)

So, starting off strong, at Alex and Maggie would not have gotten engaged. Season 2 finale would have been Maggie realizing she was rushing into things, Alex being all "no I love you, I know I do" and Maggie being like "there is a whole gay world for you to explore... go do it." This would lead to sadness, a bit of tears (Chyler and Floriana would be AMAZING- daytime emmy nominee worthy performance).

Rhea would reveal Kara's identity to Lena in the finale. It would be casual too, she would be like "you are much better for my son Lena, that kryptonian isn't worth her weight in dirt here. I can't believe he would settle for a lowly slave." And then Lena would be all "reporter" and Rhea would be like "Yes Kara Danver's, former slave to a, Cat Grant I believe her name is" and then Rhea would continue on her spiel and there would be a cut scene as the camera focuses on Lena taking in the information

They save the day- Monel leaves for what ever reason he had to leave- don't remember, don't care. Also, Kara and Mon-el would have never dated, he would have just pined for her and James and Winn would be all "join the club"

Season 3

Alex mourned over her first lesbian relationship over the 6 month gap between seasons, Lena hasn't told Kara she knows.

First DEO scene of Season 3 is Alex talking to Kara (and invertedly Winn and James) about her most recent date on an app. It went bad, Winn chimes in like "what was it this time" and Alex is like "she was weirdly into ___" then J'onn walks in, like "Alex I am sorry to interrupt but there are pressing matter to attend to- there is a meta human down town" (que hero of the week intro)

Lena and Kara hang out, audience find out that Lena hasn't told Kara cause Kara has to leave to deal with a alien and does the usual "uh, I hear my named being called, ugh bye" and Lena just smiles and nodds, and sighs wistfully, staring after her (supercorp shippers go crazy)

Ep 2 or three we first see Sam and Ruby in line for Noonan's or something (why did they establish that as a brand, just to immediately ditch it after season 1???) and it's just a cute simple little "Hi, I'm Alex, let me help you out" but Sam is endeared and Ruby just smiles because (I love Ruby but honestly) she didn't have that much of a personality early on in the season

That same ep we see Lena reuniting with Sam. After that, when ever Sam and Lena meet each other (I don't remember when or how) Kara and Lena are like "you two know each other" and Alex is all blushy like "yeah, Kinda, I mean, not really" and Sam is like "yeah, Lena she is the girl from the place". Sam and Lena share a look (agent reign shippers go crazy)

Sprinkles of supercorp here and there- Just Kara and Lena doing their normal friend shit but Kara being like "woah, I am feeling things maybe"

At ep 8 or so Kara is at the bar with Alex and ask her how she knew with Maggie, that she liked Maggie. And Alex is all "well, I guess I always knew I liked girls but it was always objective. Like, I would think, she is so kind and smart and beautiful and amazing, any guy would be lucky to have her. But something about Maggie just forced me to realize that I was the one feeling these things, not some guy. I don't know, something about her just made alot of things clearer. Like, I realized I was the one driving the car, not a passenger. She made me stop being so passive in my own life" and Kara is quiet the whole time. Alex then ask "why" and Kara is all "no reason". Cut to Lena at L-Corp working on something relevant to the plot (supercorp shippers go crazy) (that conversation inspires Alex to ask Sam out- they then start to date)

Next ep, Kara goes to Lena's office, and is all, "there is something I need to tell you" and Lena is all "I already know" and Kara is shocked an all "how do you know" and Lena is like "in hindsight it was obvious. *list of things that hold double meanings cause miscommunication trope*" "Lee- I would have told you earlier but I-" "It's fine, I get it. You were doing it to protect me" "protect you???" "yeah- you're supergirl". Que Kara sighing and then freaking out, Lena saying Rhea told her, Kara being pulled away by some kind of supe situation, and Lena being all "go get them supergirl"

Kara admits her feelings at the end of the episode. Lena is shocked, but agrees. They agree to go on a date, a real romantic date and not a friend one, but oops- it's ep 9 which means Kara fights reign, goes comatose and then we get angsty, driven lena being like "we gotta fix Kara"

From then on, the show goes like usual, but Alex and Sam are dating and Kara and Lena are as well. The show ends with Season 3, Alex leads Deo, Winn stays but James leaves to help in the future but it really doesn't matter because the show it over. Supercorp is canon, Alex and Sam have a daughter and everyone lives happily ever after.

Edit: forgot to say this orginally but more Cat cameos. I love that woman so much- she has to come back at least twice in season 3 and be like "I leave the city for five minutes and you let her do WHAT? Agent Scully, why on EARTH would you let your sister fight a world killer??? Have you no brains under that thick skull" or something. I just want for her to be there, see Kara and Lena together and pull out of peice of paper from her purse that says "gay" and be like "I knew when you first walked into my office. No straight women would willingly be yelled at that often" or something. Idk, she was just very deeply missed

#supergirl #supercorp fandom #supercorp #rewrite #how I would have done season three #I have thought about this for a long time #kara danvers #lena luthor #agent reign #sanvers #alex danvers #sam arias

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kakushino · 4 months

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Akaza / Hakuji x GN! Reader

He can't stand seeing you get harassed.

Tags: fluff, modern AU

Word count: 0,6k

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AN: Written as Christmas present for dear @mamayan - Merry Christmas!

“Honestly…” you muttered under your breath as you gave Hakuji a bag of frozen bean sprouts. He winced as he pressed the bag against his swollen cheek. “I could have dodged that.”

“That was not the point. How could I stand by while you’re being threatened?” He scowled but quickly smoothed out his expression as the dull ache made itself known again. “That’s not who I am, and you know it.”

You did know that, more than anything.

You had started attending Soryuu School’s self-defense classes with your friend as a way to spend time together while also learning something useful. The course was filled with women, though some of them seemed to come only to ogle at your hot teacher - Hakuji.

Soon after, your friend got too busy to go with you, but you stayed.

In an unexpected turn of events, you got to talking with Hakuji after classes, and you found him to be a kind man with whom you had a lot in common. A friendship bloomed between you in various warm shades of autumn, matching the season outside as you connected. Numbers were exchanged, you chatted, and gave each other baked goods, and before you knew it, it was nearly Christmas. You had to think hard what to give him for Christmas, so searching for inspiration at a local market seemed like the best idea in the end.

Running into him at the Christmas market was not something you thought would happen. It was lucky though, because a few of the market-goers were causing ruckus and tried to… flirt with you. Hakuji stepped in, and that was the story of how he got his cheek punched right before a police patrol intervened - not before getting in a few of his own hits in.

“You still could have done something rather than - I don't know - take it?” You turned to retrieve a disinfectant in your first aid kit.

“If there were no officers, I would have broken more than just a few noses, believe me,” he told you through gritted teeth. To be honest, Hakuji himself did not know what caused him to have such strong feelings about this.

Perhaps - there was something about you that reminded him of his late childhood sweetheart, Koyuki. She had died a few years ago unexpectedly, right before he was going to ask to marry her.

“You’re lucky I live so close, otherwise you would have to fix yourself alone,” you grumbled as you took one of his hands in yours. His knuckles were a little bloody from punching one of the men. It had not been a fair fight, and of course Hakuji was not going to use his full skill range against helpless civilians, especially not in front of the police. The line between self defense and assault was a thin one.

The warmth of his palms felt scorching against your colder hands - it was as if he was branding you with himself, the thought making blood rush to your cheeks as you cleaned the torn skin.

Hakuji couldn’t look at you while you worked. You were too close, and he was tempted to-

He did not want to start dating based on that ‘something’ resembling his old love. It would be a relationship doomed to crumble from the start. Yet he couldn’t deny being drawn to you, his student in self-defense class and... friend.

“Of course I’m grateful… Thank you, pipsquea- ow!”

Excess alcohol dripped down his fingers, Hakuji fought not to clench his fist shut or flinch back. Grimace marred his pretty face even as the liquid evaporated, leaving behind a stinging sensation. Despite all this, he felt at home - safe and comfortable in your hands.

“Hmpf!”

The nickname always made you huffy; it only pointed out how much weaker than him you were. He couldn’t help but like it though. He wanted to protect you and keep you happy.

Oh-

Hakuji understood now. The only way you reminded him of Koyuki was what kind of feelings you evoked in him.

It was Love.

He was in trouble.

Fuck.

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#kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #akaza x reader #akaza x y/n #akaza x you #hakuji x reader #akaza #hakuji #kny akaza #kny hakuji #kny x reader #kny x y/n #kny x you #kny fanfic #demon slayer fanfic #kimetsu no yaiba fanfic #kakushino

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warriorstale001 · 1 year

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Greetings!!! So... A thought... you know the OSD Stone Sleep au...

OSDiff Stone Sleep.

Dream in a weakened state in an au seeped in negitivity last time that happened he turned to stone. And this time... well he might not fight it. He can feel it and just lets it happen he's sick, scared and in pain... maybe being a statue isn't so bad after all.

Someone coming in to check on him. One of the boys for guard duty or Nightmare himself only to find Dream laying there nothing more then a statue... he looks... peaceful...

Well uh... Congratulations on finding what must be the one of the most depressing endings that OSDiff could possibly have... Because wow that is a sad idea you have come up with, my friend.

Of course I am very aware of the OSD Stone!Sleep AU by @calcium-cat but an OSDiff version?!

Where to begin...

First off... THE FACT DREAM JUST LETS IT HAPPEN??? Like WHOA that is so angsty and so dang sad... The idea Dream has just completely given up after what Nightmare has done so decides he's better off as a stone statue... YIKES!!! I will say tho that while OSDiff Dream is in a pretty poor state right now in the fanfic, I don't believe he has quite gotten to THIS level of despondence... He has some hope still (believe it or not) it's just buried underneath all the pain of what Nightmare just put him through. But for the sake of this AU, yes I am willing to accept that Dream is at the absolute lowest point he can go and thus decides he's better off as a statue.... The poor thing :/.

I still can't decide whether I'd prefer if its one of the boys who discovers Dream's statue or Nightmare himself. Because the boys discovering it first could lead to a scene where Nightmare is contemplating his actions from the Prologue in his office (think start of Chapter 1) and instead of Cross telling Nightmare he's sick, Dream is already a statue and Nightmare can do nothing but rush down to the dungeon to see for himself. So many emotions go through Nightmare's mind as he sees his statue there, confusion at first, denial and of course anger. This wasn't supposed to happen like this. He wasn't finished with Dream yet! He was still meant to be suffering, but instead he had chosen to turn back into a statue to avoid his wrath?! No... That wasn't fair to him! He had been planning this for so long, yet Dream had to go and ruin it just like that?! How could he do that to him?! Why did nothing ever work out the way he intended it too?! Now he'll never get his revenge on Dream... He'll never find peace or happiness. He stares at the statue for a while, lost in his own spiralling thoughts before he finally moves it to one of his tower rooms, locking the door behind him.

The most important thing to remember about this particular OSDiff Nightmare (and probably one of his most tragic traits) is that in this timeline, Dream's sudden change into a statue doesn't allow him to go through the character growth he would have gone through in the normal OSDiff timeline, meaning he is not yet at the point where he would want to mourn Dream or regret his actions despite what's happened. There is no connection, bonding or talking between brothers in this timeline, which leads this Nightmare to shove Dream to an almost untouched section of the hideout where Nightmare can simply attempt to forget about him. He's buried but still there, shoved to a section of the castle, just like the grief and loss shoved to the corner of his mind. Dream turning to stone is definitely a tragic aspect of this AU, but I also find Nightmare's lack of character growth and the fact he's never able to regret his actions just as tragic. He'd be lucky to ever feel true happiness again after Dream turns to stone in that timeline...

I swear I have so many ideas for this AU, especially because it has so much potential, but I just have no time to write them ugh :'(. If any of you wanna write your take on this scenario, though please feel free I would absolutely love to see that.

#ask #ask box #just-a-fangirl-in-fandom-world #osdiff #fanfic #dream sans #writing #one small difference #nightmare sans #stone sleep AU #Oof this is such a sad idea #so much potential #love it love it love it #have a wonderful day #thanks for the ask!

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feralchaton · 2 months

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I am a private person. I also believe that joy, like misery, loves company but it definitely throws better parties. Along with keeping much of me and mine to myself; I usually don't 'allow' myself to get excited. But. I am over the moon, bouncing off the walls, can barely contain myself excited/ happy/ elated at finally having our wedding.

The cute part of the story is that this was originally planned for 2015. The date would have been 11/11/15. In previous years, I was told that pregnancy would be next to impossible for me, and I was okay with that. Our son's birthday is about a week after that date. I'm more thankful for him. I also appreciate how, over that time, our guest list has gone from close to 250 to less than 10. Happily so, no fuss, just us.

I'm finally (officially) marrying my best friend!!! The one who let me know love at first sight is not only possible but very real. The one who taught & showed me what unconditional means and stood, stands, beside me as I consciously separate and navigate from all things conditional and toxic.

The trials and tribulations have been many, and we grew closer and stronger together not only through difficult times but the many good and great ones, too.

We see each other, meet each other where we are, and choose each other while choosing to keep going and keep growing. We are partners in every sense and yet wonderfully individual and separate, still finding ways to surprise one another. We do not tolerate each other's differences; we celebrate them. We don't hide our anger or misgivings; we talk and work through things together. We match, fit, and click in close to every way possible.

I can't imagine what has been close to the equivalent of half my lifetime spent with him any other way. Many remark on how lucky he is, but it takes two, and he helps me feel like a four leaf clover dancing on a rainbow each and every day.

"Monday for health, Tuesday for wealth, Wednesday best of all, Thursday for losses, Friday for crosses, Saturday, no luck at all"

Tying the knot (literally) 🍾🥂💐✨️🫶🏼💖🤭🥳💌

#feralchaton #healing is a process #keep going #it's happening #finally #Candace & Christian #02/28/24 #222 #28/02/24 #beach elopement #down by the shore everything's alright #love at the inlet #🥰

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babymetaldoll · 1 year

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Baby, I'm yours - Chapter twelve: "Until the rivers all run dry"

Summary: It's the big day! Ready for your wedding with Spencer Reid?

Warnings: Ok, seriously, this is the fluffiest thing I've ever written. You've been warned. Smut. Also, is it just me or JJ wasn't talking in plural during his conversation with Spencer?

Word count: 8.8K

A/N: Thank you so much for sharing this journey with me! I hope you enjoyed it! Thank you for all the comments and feedback. I hope to see you around for the third and final part of this saga in a few months

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(Y/N)'s point of view

Finally, it was the day. I was ready and a few minutes away from marrying Spencer Walter Reid. I loved saying his entire name, and I was very excited to know that was about to become my last name as well. If you ask me, I never imagined, not even in my wildest dream, that day was ever going to become real. Yet there I was, in my white dress, locked in a room with my mother and Lu, after the wedding planner had taken everyone else out to start the ceremony, waiting the last couple of minutes to become Mrs. Reid.

The whole day had been a blur. Mom woke me up extra early that morning. Everything was ready and packed, but she insisted we share one last family breakfast. It was nice, I have to admit it, but I missed at least an extra hour of sleep, that I really needed, 'cos I had barely closed my eyes the prior night. I tried my best to sleep, but I was too excited to even close an eye. Spencer and I talked on the phone until late, trying to understand what was going on. We were both pretty shocked at what was about to happen. It felt like a dream. A dream I didn't want to wake from. Never.

- "Are you sure you wanna marry me, chipmunk?"- he had whispered on the line as I rolled in bed, frowning.

- "Why do you ask? Are you having cold feet?"- I questioned back, and I heard him chuckle immediately.

- "Never. I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you way before I even realized I was in love with you."

- "Then why do you ask?"

- "Because..."- Spencer made a long pause and I sat on my bed, knowing exactly what was going through his mind.

- "If you say it's because you think I can have a better guy than you, I'm going to our apartment just to smack you, hon"- I thought he was going to laugh, or at least chuckle, but he didn't.

- "I don't want you to wake up one day and realize you could have done better."

It was heartbreaking to know Spencer wasn't just scared and nervous before the wedding. He actually thought he wasn't enough for me. He just didn't realize how much he deserved every good thing that happened to him, and every ounce of happiness life could give him.

- "You are so lucky I'm gonna marry you, Spencer Walter Reid."- I whispered hearing his breathing at the other side of the line. I could basically see him laying on our bed, staring at the ceiling in his old Caltech shirt.

- "Why?"

- "Because I am making it my life purpose to show you how much you deserve to be happy. And trust me, I am making you so happy you won't even believe it's real"- finally, Spencer chuckled and I smiled at that sound. My heart fluttered and my stomach filled with butterflies. Yes, that still happened. That's how much I love him.

- "I already can't believe how happy you make me, ma cherie."

- "Well, get ready, it's gonna get even better."

And there I was, standing in front of a gigantic mirror, staring at my reflection. I was wearing a wedding dress, holding a bouquet, and making my best not to cry.

- "Hey, are you ok?"- Lu asked as she stood behind me and rested her chin on my shoulder- "You are not overthinking anything, are you?"

- "No,"- I smiled at her and sighed- "I just can't wait to get married. That's all."

- "That's good! That's how you should be feeling."

- "Thank you for your patience all these years, Lu"- I had to say it, 'cos it was true. My friends had been so patient with our whole process, dealing with our feelings and finally facing how we felt. I know it took a long while, and it had been quite frustrating for everybody.

- "It's ok. I'm glad it finally happened and you stopped being afraid of your feelings. If you had kept me waiting for another year, I would had smack you, though."- I laughed and hugged Lu tight just when a knock on the door finished our conversation and dad walked into the room. He looked at me and smiled.

- "Peanut, you look gorgeous."

- "Thank you, dad."

- "Your groom is ready."- and at those words, my heart stopped- "I left him waiting to start walking to the altar. So, are you ready to marry your doctor?"- I nodded and started walking toward him.

- "Wait, (Y/N), watch out with your dress!"- mom argued as I nearly tripped with my own veil- "Jesus, I had never seen anyone so eager to marry before."- Sofia joked as she helped me fix all the extra fabric from my dress.

- "Sorry, I'm just excited."

- "That I can see, peanut."- mom kissed my cheek and walked with Lu to the door - "See you there, Mrs. Reid."

Her words nearly brought tears to my eyes. I simply nodded and watched her walk away with my friend. I locked my arm with my dad's as we started walking outside my room. The photograph was there, as well as the wedding planner, making sure everything was on schedule. But I didn't even hear her. I only had one thought in my mind. In a few more minutes I was going to marry Spencer. Time couldn't pass fast enough.

Spencer's point of view

I gave up trying to fix my tie after the eighth try. I've been standing in front of the mirror, alone in the bathroom, for at least ten minutes, trying to finish getting ready for the ceremony. We are a few minutes away from walking to the altar, and I can't get this tie right. It's exasperating, my ties have always been slightly crooked, and I can deal with that on a regular workday. But not today. Today I want everything to be flawless. This is the most important day of my life and I want to remember it as it deserves to be: perfect.

- "Spencer?"- mom knocked on the door and took me from my thoughts- "Are you ready? The planner says three more minutes."

I opened the bathroom door and saw my mom in her dress, looking as beautiful as ever. Her eyes watered up as she stared at me, holding he hands together against her chin and fighting the tears. Just as I was doing.

- "My boy! You look ravishing!"- she said and wrapped her arms around me in a second. I did the same, holding her close to my body. In the room were also Frank, Mikey, and chief (Y/L/N). They had spent the last few hours with me, helping me with any detail I could think of. From getting me a whisky for the nerves to talking about any random thing just to keep me sane.

- "Mom, can you give me a hand with my tie?"- I whispered, and she tried to fix it for me. But I could tell how nervous she was, 'cos her hands shook for a few seconds.

- "I don't think... I don't... I can't do this, Spencer,"- she whispered, frowning, clearly frustrated.

- "Don't worry, I am not good at it myself."- I held her hands and smiled at her, trying to comfort her. Chief (Y/L/N) walked over and asked me to take a look. He grabbed my tie, pulled and tightened it, and in a few seconds, he left it perfect.

- "I was very bad at this, but my grandfather taught me when I was still in high school. He had this trick to tie the perfect knot every time."

With one big smile, chief (Y/L/N) taught me to tie my tight, taking me back to a moment I never got to share with my own father. There was a big blank space in my life, where all these memories should have been. And it broke my heart for a moment to think how alone my mother and I had been for so long.

- "See? It's simple"- Chief (Y/L/N) smiled at me and tapped on my back as I nodded, staring at my now perfect tie- "And if you need help with anything else around the house, you know you can count on me."

I nearly cried at those words. He didn't know what it meant to me. My heart felt full of love, and for once, I could feel I was part of a family that wasn't just me and my mom. There was a dad, I had a new brother, friends, and people around me who loved me and cared for me. You don't understand, and I don't think I can begging to explain how much that meant to me.

This explains why instead of articulating an answer, I just nodded at him and smiled. Chief (Y/L/N) didn't push for any answer from me, but he opened his arms and wrapped them around me.

- "I know you hate hugs, but you are fucked, kid. You are part of this family now."- I smiled and tapped on his back a few times, returning the hug.

- "It's time"- the wedding planner walked in and ended what felt like the nicest moment I had ever had with my father-in-law. He let me go and tapped my face a few times.

- "I'll put an eye on your wife, and take her to the altar, ok kid?"

- "Thank you, sir."

I held my mother's hand waiting for the sign to walk to the altar. All my groom's men had already made their way in, along with aunt Ethel, (Y/N)'s mother, and Phoenix, my new brother. I never imagined I would have a brother, somehow he made it easy. He never judged me or made fun of me. Just teased me, but I guess it came with the job.

- "Let me be honest with you, Spencer"- Phoenix was drunk when he opened his heart at my bachelor party - "I never imagined peanut would ever get married. Don't get me wrong, it's just that... dude, she is weird! She is the biggest nerd I've ever met!"- I chuckled at his words, thinking I was even a bigger nerd than she was.

- "But I know you love her, and you'd do anything for her. I'm glad she found you."- Phoenix laughed and offered to shake my hand, but I opened my arms and wrapped them around him, feeling how he tapped my back a few times.

- "Welcome to the family, doc. Hope you like soccer and football, 'cos we watch a lot of those on the weekends."

It was finally our moment to walk to the altar. I looked at my mother and tried to read her micro-expressions. She was so nervous her hands shook as she held onto me. For a second, it was scary, but then I noticed her smile and the way she was staring at me.

- "You are no longer a kid, Spencer. I've known this for years now. But today, I can not deny I miss holding you in my arms, protecting you from the world."

- "Mom..."- I felt a knot in my throat as she shook her head and sighed.

- "You better give me grandchildren soon, 'cos I wanna spoil them rotten while I'm healthy."- I chuckle at her words, picturing her surrounded by my babies. The image warmed my heart and filled my eyes with tears. It was gonna happen, I knew it.

- "I promise you, we will give you as many grandchildren as we can."

The walk down the aisle was short. All our friends and family were seated in two rows, making the entire walk a very emotive moment, filled with memories. But sooner than I imagined, I was standing in front of the altar, staring at the door, waiting for my bride. I looked at the bridesmaid and the flower girls walking, but honestly, I paid little attention. I knew (Y/N) had texted me earlier, telling me to wait for her, and promising she would be there, but I still felt anxious and nervous. What if she got cold feet? What if she realized she was about to marry a nerd and decided she deserved better?

- "I don't deserve you, chipmunk"- I told her once, in the privacy of our apartment, baring my heart and soul to her, finally dealing with all my insecurities. And what did she do? She just shook her head slowly and showered me with love.

- "Never say that again, honey bunny. I love you because you are the best man on earth. I am proud of everything you do. I am lucky you are mine and I'll always do whatever it takes to make you happy."

It was my life purpose to make her happy every day for the rest of my life.

There was a silence that lasted less than a second, and suddenly, the band started playing a song we picked on piano, but that at that exact moment, didn't care to me at all, 'cos there she was. My bride. Standing at the other side of the room, holding her father's arm, staring at me with tears in her ayes, and smiling so bright I was sure she could overshadow the very sun.

My breath caught in my throat, and I almost chook. She was gorgeous. She was a princess, an angel, a dream. Everybody stood up and turned to her, as I was unable to move. I just glued my eyes at hers and waited impatiently for her to make her way all the way to the altar so I could touch her, feel her next to me, tell her she was the love of my life, the reason I existed. The only good thing that had ever happened to me.

I felt like a corny asshole at that point, but if there is a moment in life you can be corny, that's at your wedding.

My hands were shaking as I took a few steps and walked to her and her father, my eyes never leaving hers as she continued smiling at me.

- "You look..."- I started, but nearly burst into tears. (Y/N) giggled as she stood in front of me, and her father looked at both of us, with what I think was a proud smile.

- "Ok kids, you take it from here."- Chief (Y/L/N) joked. He held (Y/N)'s hand and placed it on mine, and for a moment, his face was serious, yet still filled with excitement as he turned to me- "I am trusting you the most important person I have, Reid. I know you will take care of her, and give her all the love she deserves."

- "Dad..."- I knew (Y/N) was about to argue she could take care of herself, so I just nodded and caressed her hand on mine with my fingers.

- "I will give everything I have to make her happy"- I managed to say, feeling my voice about to break with emotion. (Y/N) sighed and kissed her father's cheek, as he looked at her in adoration. A look I could not only understand but share with him.

- "I love you, dad."

- "I love you too, peanut."

The second it was just the two of us, I took a deep breath and smiled at my bride. She was glowing, her eyes brightening, and her hand holding my arm tight.

- "Ready?"- I asked her and she nodded, smiling even brighter. We took the last few steps together, and stood at the altar, in front of our friends and family, ready to make a commitment for a lifetime.

If you ask me, I know there is a part of my brain that focused on the whole ceremony. I know the officiant talked a lot, and we sat and listened. But if you want me to be honest, I could only look at (Y/N) and think about how lucky I was, and how we had gotten there after so many years.

- "How old are you?"- those had been her very first word to me, the day she got to the BAU after Hotch introduced her to the team. I still remember how badly I tried to answer, but I couldn't make any sound but an awkward stutter.

- "He's twenty-four"- Elle had to answer for me, making me feel like a complete loser, absolutely embarrassed in the first two minutes after saying hello- "His birthday was a few weeks ago."- and at those news, (Y/N) smiled even bigger and looked at me so excited, I felt my heart skipping a beat.

- "Congratulations! I'm twenty-four too! I'm so happy I'm not the youngest! My brother teased me about it for the last couple of days and got me all freaked out."

I didn't know it back then, but I am pretty sure that was exactly when I fell for her. And since that day, my love for her had only grown.

- "I was told the bride and groom had decided to write their own vows."- the officiant announced as (Y/N) and I stood up and looked into each other's eyes. I was really having a hard time making an effort not to cry, and I could feel my bride fighting the tears inside as she just stared at me, smiling.

Frank moved closer to me and tapped on my shoulder as he handed me the ring. I felt my hand shaking as I took it, and cleared my throat, preparing to say my vows. The officiant moved the mic closer to me and for a moment I was very aware of how everybody around me was about to hear me being cheesy. But I didn't let that discourage me. I quickly realized they had seen me doing that already, so that wasn't anything new.

- "Chipmunk"- I started and already had to make a short pause, 'cos tears nearly started falling down my cheeks. - "I've loved you since the day I met you. There is no doubt of it, trust me, I have an eidetic memory and can read 20 thousand words per minute."- I watched her chuckle at my words as I held both her hands, staring at her in devotion.

- "In the words of one of my favorite authors, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle: You are my heart, my life, my one and only thought."- I made another pause and took a deep breath as I focused on her smile. - "I love you, and I will always do. You are the light of my life, the air in my lungs, and the reason I try to be a better man every day. Who I am today is in a big part who you made me, and that's why I know how much I want to grow old by your side."

I slide the ring onto her finger and kissed it, feeling a few tears falling from my eyes as I stare at her. (Y/N) bit her lips and just smiled in silence for a few seconds as Frank moved closer to her and handed her the ring.

- "Spencer, I had never been much cheesy or romantic until we started dating, something that most of our friends and family thought might never happen 'cos it took us a little to face our feelings."- she joked and the entire room laughed at her words.

- "But since we've been together, everything cheesy made sense. All the lovey-dovey things I always made fun of, are now everything I wanna do with you. I wanna cuddle and kiss you, and sleep feeling your arms around me."- (Y/N) made a pause and smiled at me - "And 'cause I am also a nerd, I also brought one of my favorite author quotes, which I feel explains just how much I love you."

I chuckled at her words and watched her wipe a few tears as she stared at me and smiled one more time.

- "He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same."- I recognized Emily Brontë's quote as (Y/N) recited it.- "I never imagined I'd feel that way with someone until I met you. I love you, Spencer, and I just wanna make you happy until my last day on earth."

I don't know how I managed not to burst into tears as (Y/N) said those words and slid the ringer down my finger. She held my hand and kissed it, then she stared at the ring in my hand with a soft chuckle.

- "Having pledged your love and promise to one another today in front of all of your friends and family and by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

I chuckled as soon as I heard those words. My bride. My wife. I cupped her face with both hands and kissed her lips sweetly, feeling her melting at my touch.

- "Congratulations! Friends and family, it is my honor to introduce to you: Mr. and Mrs. Reid!"

(Y/N) giggled against my lips and looked at me, moving from my embrace.

- "Hello, Mr. Reid."- she whispered as her eyes were still glued to mine. I smiled and kissed her one more time, as our friend started clapping.

- "Hello, Mrs. Reid."- I replied and held her hand- "Ready?"

(Y/N)'s point of view

I was married to Spencer Walter Reid. It wasn't a drill, not a dream, not even a crazy hallucination. The man holding my hand was my husband in front of the law and god. After we walked out of the ceremony and had a bunch of pictures taken around the venue, some of them alone, some with our families, we finally had a minute for ourselves. I grabbed his hands and walked him back to my room for a little moment alone before the celebration started.

Spencer closed the door behind his back and turned to me with the biggest smile I'd ever seen on his face in all the years I had known him.

- "Mrs. Reid."

- "Mr. Reid"- I replied and walked to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and holding him tight against my body as I kissed him.

- "I can't believe we actually did it"- he whispered and bit my lower lip as he continued kissing me, making me moan softly as he did- "You are mine, ma cherie."

- "Yours"- I repeated, and felt his tongue playing between my lips- "Please, husband."- I started begging before he actually even touched me.

- "What does my lovely wife needs?"

- "You."- I mumbled and kissed him with a passion and love that made him tumble for a second.

- "My wife."- he whispered and held me in place just by wrapping his arms around my waist. But his hands didn't stay in place for much longer, they started roaming my back as we continued kissing, and quickly, they reached my breast, on top of the fabric.

- "Love the dress."- he murmured- "But it's getting on the way."

- "Rip it, I don't care, just fuck me, please."- he groaned in response, raising part of the fabric on my dress, trying to find my legs.

But...

- "Guys? Are you there?"- Penelope knocked on the door and we both froze- "Please don't tell me you are already getting jiggy with it! everybody is trying to find you to start the celebration!"

I sighed, but Spencer didn't move. He caressed my legs with his hands and looked at me with darkened eyes filled with lust as soon as he felt my garter.

- "I don't think I'll be able to hold it until tonight."- he whispered and I giggled.

- "You might have to. I don't think a quicky would be a proper first fuck after saying I do. I'm gonna need all your love and dedication."

- "Are you the same woman asking me to rip her wedding dress off her body a minute ago?"- my husband teased and I bit my tongue as I smiled at him and slowly started fixing our outfits.

- "I am the same woman, and you can rip this off if you want, but tonight, in our room."

- "Guys?"- Pen knocked on the door one more time and Spencer sighed, resigned, as he replied loudly.

- "In a minute, Garcia!"- I placed a hand on his pants, feeling how hard he was under his clothes. He groaned at my touch, but I simply shook my head and sighed.

- "Just a few more hours. We waited over a week."

- "You better be ready, ma cherie, 'cos I don't think I'll be gentle."- I chuckled and nodded.

- "I'm counting on it, husband."

Fact: I have never been a fan of being the center of attention. And I just remembered it as soon as I walked down the aisle during the ceremony. The second time I realized it was the moment we walked into the hall for the reception. The biggest difference was that on that occasion, my husband was holding my hand and helping me stay calm. Though, if you ask him, he would say he was the one freaking out.

- "Ladies and gentlemen, Mrs. and Mr. Reid"- I held his hand as the doors opened and all our friends and family started clapping as we walked in.

- "If I know all the people in this room, why am I so nervous?"- I asked my husband as we waved.

- "Social anxiety likely arises from a complex interaction of biological and environmental factors"- he said as he turned to me with a warm smile- "But right now, I am sure your anxiety is based on the fact we just got married and there are a lot of emotions running down your brain."

- "That and your family and my family are in the same room with our friends. A lot can go wrong."- I replied the second my mother and father appeared by my side, wrapping their arms around me at the same time, in the most awkward and crowded hug ever.

- "Congratulations, baby"- mom held me especially tighter and kissed my cheek.

- "I can't breath!"- I argued as I tried to move from her embrace. But just when I thought she was gonna let me go, she added Spencer in the mix, wrapping her arm around him too and pressing him against me.

- "Welcome to the family, son!"- dad looked at my husband and smiled- "I told you, you are fucked, we hug a lot."- and Spencer just smiled.

Everybody hugged us, and soon we were moved to the center of the room for our first dance.

- "I'm so glad we are only getting married once."- I joked and Spencer nodded.

- "Me too. I really wanna enjoy things, but I feel very awkward everyone is staring at us the whole time."

Spencer held my hand as "Baby, I'm yours" by the Artic Monkeys started. I rested my head against his shoulder when he held me closer to his body, and slowly we started moving around the dance floor. It took us a long time to pick the song for that day, and after going through basically our entire music collection, we found the one song that described exactly how we felt on our wedding day. I was his, and he was mine. That was in my mind the entire time I stood on that dancefloor, swinging slowly.

- "I love you, ma cherie."- Spencer whispered and kissed the top of my head. I moved from his shoulder and stared at him in adoration.

- "I love you too, honey bunny."

- "Thank you for being my wife."- I felt my heart skip a beat at those words. I wasn't sure I would ever get used to being called "wife" by him. He had been my best friend for so many years, and I had denied my feelings for him for so long, that turning into his wife less than six months after we started dating was still unbelievable.

- "Thank you for asking."- I replied and smiled at him, trying to cover the emotional tears that filled my eyes with a funny comment. But he saw through me, and kissed me, his lips lingering against mine so softly and so slowly, I sighed in contentment.

- "Just you and me, forever."- I whispered and rested my forehead against his.

- "And our babies."- he added, blushing. I giggled and nodded.

- "All the babies you want, honey."

During dinner, speechless started. I always felt that was a very awkward part of weddings. And I never imagine how stressful it would be to hear your friends and family talk about you and your husband in front of everybody. Especially when my father stood up, held his glass, and with one evil smirk, turned to me saying.

- "I'm sure my lovely daughter is freaking out right now."- I even closed my eyes for a second, as everybody laughed at his words. Spencer held my hand and kissed it, trying to comfort me.

- "But don't worry, peanut, I am not going to embarrass you today. I hope."- dad looked at me and smiled- "I'm just here to share the story of how I discovered this was meant to happen. I remember the day I met Spencer. The team helped us with a case, and I was very excited 'cos it would be the very first time I'd work with my princess as an FBI agent. I don't know if many of you have had the experience of working with one of your kids, but for me, it was a very nerve-wracking situation."- everybody chuckled again and I smiled at dad, who had already a few tears in his eyes.

- "I've always known she is an incredible professional, and the job she and her team get done at the BAU is spectacular. But when you have to work shoulder by shoulder with the person you changed diapers to... it's hard."

I noticed Rossi and Hotch smiling at those words, and I imagined what would happen if one of our kids with Spencer decided to get into the academy. We still had some time to worry about that, but it still sounded stressful already.

- "I met Spencer that day and it all made so much sense. How my daughter had told me so much about him since she joined the FBI. How close they were, even when my princess kept telling me she didn't want to cross the friendship barrier with anyone on the team, scared they might judge her. And there she was, joined by the hip to her teammate, working on a geographical profile together, talking in what seemed to be their own personal and secret language, and on top of that, getting in trouble with her Unit Chief and almost getting suspended for defending him from one of my men. Do you remember that, peanut?"

Everybody chuckled and I nodded, embarrassed, but moved by the memory. I had totally forgotten that had been the very first-time dad met Spencer. And I suddenly remembered I had been more than rude to that cop for being an asshole with my now husband.

- "If you ask me, that's when I knew what you two had was strong and real. And though it took you a long time to finally deal with your feelings, this was always the outcome I expected from you two. Spencer, I told you, you are my son and I welcome you to this family with arms wide open. I know you make my princess very happy... just remember we all have concealed carry permits in the family, just in case you fuck up."- everybody laughed at the threat (one I knew dad would do, without a doubt) and then he raised his glass.

- "To (Y/N) and Spencer!"

Hotch stood up next and looked at us with a wide smile on his face. I thought for a moment Spencer would be sad to know Gideon didn't reply to our invitation, but after all, he had been gone for so long, he never wrote or tried to contact Spencer ever again. Maybe that was the way it was supposed to happen. Hotch was the closest father figure Spencer had, and they both knew it too.

- "When I first met Spencer, he only had two Ph.D. and he was ready to join the BAU."- Hotch started, and looked at my husband.- "At first, I wanted to add him to the team because of his brains, but sooner than later I knew there was something about him that brought a completely different approach to cases, and to the family we created along the way. But it wasn't until (Y/N) joined us that we all got to see a completely different side of Spencer. A side he would only show for her. Like Chief (Y/L/N) pointed out, it took them a long time to face their feelings, and we were all witnesses of their struggle, but of one thing I am sure, this is the outcome we were all waiting for.".

Aaron's words were heartwarming and brought tears to my and Spencer's eyes. My husband held my hand tighter as I knew made his best effort not to cry.

- "I am incredibly proud and happy of the man you've become, Spencer"- Hotch added- "And I am sure you two will be incredibly happy, and have the loving family you deserve, together. To Spencer and (Y/N)"- our Unit chief raised his glass and everybody cheered.

I know I hated toasts and weddings in general, but at that point, our wedding was the best I had ever been to. There is something so special about feeling everybody's love and care that made us both emotional and excited at the same time.

Spencer's point of view

It was already after midnight, and most of our guesses were on the dance floor, enjoying their time. Probably after way too many drinks, according to the dance moves they were performing. If you ask me, I had my share of drinks as well, which explained why I was dancing so freely, along with my wife. She was glowing and smiling the entire time. I couldn't take my eyes off her.

Until her brother grabbed her hand and started spinning her around.

- "Care if I take her from you for a song?"- he asked and I couldn't say no. I kissed her hand and watched her blushing as she walked to her brother. I turned around and headed to the bar to have a glass of water. There I found JJ, grabbing a drink for her and Will.

- "Hey! How are you doing? Enjoying your time?"- I asked her right away as I grabbed a bottle of water from the counter.

- "Yeah! It's a great party, Spence!"- she replied smiling- "And congratulations again for the whole wedding, I've been meaning to talk to you and..."- JJ didn't seem to find the right words to express what she was thinking, but she had already had probably a few extra drinks, so I just smiled and nodded.

- "Thank you. It means a lot to us that we can share this day with all of you. I know, like everybody has pointed out throughout the day, it took us a very long time to get together. And I remember once you called me to tell me how I had ruined our one date by not telling you how I felt, and that I couldn't waste my chances with (Y/N). That was a very special wake-up call for me."

I wrapped an arm around JJ and held her closer to me. For a moment, she didn't move, maybe shocked by my actions. But after a few seconds, she wrapped both her arms around me and hugged me tight.

- "You really mean a lot to me, Spence."- she whispered- "I know you were angry at me due to the whole lie I had to tell you about Emily. But I hope you know how much I love you and treasure your friendship."

- "We know"- I replied, on behalf of me and my wife, moving from JJ, though for a second her hands remained on my arms as we stood in front of each other- "We are both still sorry for how bad things got when Emily came back. But we are glad we left that behind us now."

JJ nodded and smiled at me. Her eyes were brightening, clearly filled with tears. It had been a night of many emotions, and I had shared my own couple of tears during the whole event.

- "Hey, there you are!"- Will showed up and smiled at us- "I thought you had forgotten about those drinks"

- "No!"- JJ chuckled and pointed at the glasses on the bar- "They are ready, I was just talking with the groom for a moment."

- "Congratulations again, Spence"- Will tapped on my shoulder smiling- "We are so excited and happy for you. You deserve all the happiness and love (Y/N) can possibly give you, which I know is a lot. Let's hope now JJ will want to marry me."

I chuckled at his words, not reading much between the lines. I knew Will wanted to tie the knot and JJ didn't think it was necessary. I always guessed she had commitment issues, considering how hard it had been for her to deal with everything at the beginning of their relationship.

- "Husband!"- (Y/N)'s voice made me turn and look for her on the dancefloor- "Help!"- she yelled, laughing, as Mikey and Frank surrounded her, in what seemed to be a very awkward and funny dance.

- "Excuse me, the wife needs me."- I said to my friends and basically ran towards (Y/N)- "Come here, ma cherie."- I wrapped my arms around her and started dancing with her, moving slowly, thought the song was very hype.

- "Hey! Are you gonna try to steal her from us now that you are married?"- Frank looked at me, raising an eyebrow, in a very funny and yet threatening way.

- "I could never do it even if I tried. Which I have never done, by the way."- I replied and shook my head- "You are the most important friends she has and I would never get in the way of you four, including Lu."

- "Well, only one of us will be the godfather of your firstborn, so I suggest you play your cards wisely."- Mikey added playfully, and (Y/N) hit his arm right away.

- "We are not having kids right away, so you better stop pushing us to pick a favorite!"

I smiled as I stared at the three of them, laughing and arguing at the same time, while Lu tried to settle the argument and get them to start dancing again. I couldn't help but think about the first time I ever met them, and how scared I was to even open my mouth in front of them. And now they were the best friends I could have ever imagined having.

- "So, what did you think of Tarah? And be honest."- Lu asked my wife when Frank left to dance with his girlfriend.

- "She is ok. Better than the last three girls he was interested in. This one might actually be an addition to the group."- (Y/N) replied and looked at her friend, as they frowned at her- "Ok, that was too fast, but she might join us from time to time if things go well."

- "That's more like it."- Mikey joked and wrapped an arm around (Y/N)'s shoulders- "I got you a belated wedding present, by the way. I broke up with Halley. You know, my girlfriend, the one you hated."- and in a second, my wife wrapped her arms around him and nearly jumped of excitement.

- "I'm so happy for you!! You deserve so much better!"

- "I know... I hate to admit you were right, but it's your wedding and... anything for the bride. So, you were right all along"

- "Thank you, Mikey. And also, I'm sorry it didn't work with Halley. I mean it. I want you to be happy."- (Y/N) added, looking honest. I knew she was. She loves her friends like brothers and though she hates their dates most of the time until this day, she just wants what's best for them. That was one of the many things I loved about her: how much she gave to the people she loved. Including me, ever since we met.

(Y/N) made me feel good about who I was ever since the first time we talked. She encouraged me to be myself around her, and eventually, around everybody else. She taught me to have friends, good friends, and how to be a part of something. We were part of our little gang, and now we were about to start our own family. She made me a better man, even a better professional. But most of all, she made me feel human when I felt I didn't belong anywhere.

She was the only one who cared when I was struggling to stay sober, and the one who healed my wounds when I got shot in the leg. She even took me to Hawaii after I got anthrax, under the idea that the sea air might be good for my lungs. (Y/N) was who I cared about the most in the team, and in the entire world. I knew I would take a bullet for her at any given time. And considering our job, that was always a possibility.

I was now wearing a ring that meant everything to me. It meant she was my wife, the person who chose to spend the rest of her life with me. It meant I had made the promise to love her, cherish her, and keep her safe. And honestly, that was my plan even before confessing to her how much I love her.

- "Hey, are you ok?"- (Y/N) looked at me and found me lost in thoughts. I just smiled and cupped her face with both hands as we stood in the middle of the dancefloor, staring at each other.

- "I just love you, so much."- and she giggled as her eyes shone. Her lips reached mine and she kissed me softly.

- "I love you more."

- "I swear, I love you even more than you could ever imagine"- I argued, shaking my head, with a silly smile on my face.

- "So this is how we are going to start our marriage, uh? Fighting."- my wife replied, making me laugh.

- "Never, I don't ever wanna argue with you, ma cherie."

- "Are you gonna be pussy whipped, Dr. Spencer Reid?"- (Y/N) teased me, as she wrapped her arms around my neck, and we started to slowly dance to whatever song that was playing at the moment.

- "I thought it was implied. I have been your slave ever since we first met. And I plan to be your slave until my last day on earth."

- "That sounds dangerously close to Gomez Addam, Spencer Reid."- she replied, blushing as she kept smiling at me.

- "That was the plan, ma cherie."- I answered and leaned in, kissing her neck. We just continued swinging on the dancefloor, at our wedding, surrounded by all our friends and family.

- "I might start speaking french then, mon sauvage."- my wife answered, whispering the words in my ear, and leaving a wet kiss on my neck. I had to bite my lip not to groan.

- "Just like Gomez, I can't control myself when you speak french, cara mia."

- "Ok, let's go. Now!"- my wife held my hand and started dragging me out of the dancefloor. I laughed, enjoying how transparent she was being- "We don't have to say goodbye or anything, let's just..."- but her words were interrupted when her mom stood in front of us.

- "Where are you guys going? The party is just starting!"

- "To our room."- (Y/N) didn't even flinch to reply, she just looked her mother in the eyes and smiled- "You said you wanted grandchildren."- Sofia stared at her daughter, shocked for a moment, but soon started laughing.

- "I'm guessing you won't be coming back"- Sofia asked and hugged (Y/N).

- "Say goodbye to the rest of the family for us."- my wife asked and smiled. Sofia turned to me and wrapped her arms around me as well. It was awkward yet funny and heartwarming.

- "Have fun kids!"

- "Shut up, mom!!"

We nearly didn't make it to our room. In our defense, it was on the other side of the building, and we had to walk and take the stairs. We had time to make out the entire way. In the hall, dark corners, you name it. By the time we got to our room, foreplay wasn't even on the table. I was ready to rip the dress off my wife's body. And that's what I in fact did.

At first, I honestly tried to be gentle, but all that fabric was clearly trying to make my night more challenging. There were so many buttons and clasps, I couldn't deal with them. My hands started shaking with anxiety and desperation. And my wife, of course, started teasing me.

- "What is it, doctor Reid?"- she knew just how much I loved when she called me that- "You can't get your wife naked?"- and that was it. The sound of the fabric in the back of the dress ripping was all we heard for a second. My hands quickly peeled it from her body, and (Y/N) bit her lower lip, suppressing a moan.

- "That was the hottest thing you've ever done."- she whispered and I smirked, holding her face and kissing her fiercely.

- "And that was just the start of it, ma cherie."

It had been eleven days since we had sex. Eleven days, four hours, and over thirty minutes. Not that I kept count. And maybe that was why that night something deeper than simple desire drove my actions. There was something primitive about it: hunger. I couldn't stop myself. I needed to have her, taste her, kiss every inch of her body. I wanted everything.

- "Mine"- I whispered against her skin every few inches, as I devoured her with kisses and bites. Her moans were the sweetest sound I had ever heard, and I was determined to keep her making them for the rest of the night.

- "You are mine too."- (Y/N) whispered and tangled her fingers in my hair, as she laid on our bed underneath my body.

- "I am yours, ma cherie."- I assured her and locked my eyes on hers for a moment. She was blushing, smiling, and giggling in bliss. That was how I wanted her to be for the rest of our lives.

She managed to take off all my clothes, and I made my best not to rip the lingerie from her body. She was wearing the loveliest white set I could have ever imagined and I made sure to engrave it in my eidetic memory as one of the most precious memories of my life.

- "I love you so much"- I whispered against her skin as I laid her on the bed. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me sweetly for a moment, in contrast to all the passionate kisses and touches we had shared since leaving the party.

- "I love you more, honey."- she murmured and smiled- "And I am really yours."

- "All mine"- I whispered and slipped into her as I did, with a soft and slow movement- "Shit, I missed you."

- "Me too, so much."- she murmured as she closed her eyes and our lips moved together. I kept my eyes open, staring at her, coming undone underneath me. I panted and tried my best to stay focused. I didn't want to come right away, and at that moment, it just felt too good.

- "Feels so good, hubby"- I heard her whispering as she smiled at me. I groaned and kissed her neck, increasing the pace of my thrusts in her, feeling her walls clenching heavenly around me.

- "I love you"- that was all I could say and think of at the moment. My hands traveled around her entire body, like a blind man reading a book. I wanted to memorize everything about that night. Her whimpers, her eyes, her smell, how warm and wet she felt around me. Every detail.

She smiled and cupped my cheeks with her hands, soft whines left her lips as I kept increasing the pace of my thrusts. She opened her mouth to speak, but no word left her lips, just soft moans.

- "I got you, ma cherie"- I whispered and kissed the tip of her nose- "Forever."- I held one of her breasts in my hand, toying with her hardened nipple between my fingers carefully. My mouth watering to wrap my lips around it, but at that minute, I couldn't move. I didn't want to stop staring into her eyes as she came underneath me. Her moans turned into soft yells as she reached her climax, carrying me with her in a matter of seconds. I spilled inside of her and stayed still after a few more thrusts, still staring at her, kissing the top of her nose and lips as she smiled at sighed.

- "Round one, done. What about round two after a nice shower?"- she asked and I smiled, caressing her cheek with my nose and leaving soft kisses on every inch of her skin that was available for me.

- "How about round two in the shower?"- I whispered and heard her giggling underneath me. I still didn't pull myself from her, 'cos I needed to feel her as close to me as possible for as long as I could. My wife smiled and nodded. She just stared at me for a few more minutes, kissing me with her arms wrapped tight around me.

- "Honestly, if this is how we are gonna spend our married life, I don't know why we didn't get married sooner."- she whispered and I chuckled.

- "I could spend the rest of my life with you like this, ma cherie."

- "And work?"

- "Fuck work"- she gasped at my answer and I just smiled, taking carefully some bangs of her from her forehead- "I just wanna be with you."

- "Well, you said you wanted kids. And when we have kids, we can't spend our lives naked in bed, we are gonna have to spend time with them."

My heart skip a beat as I heard those words, and I slowly moved from her and laid at her side, still making sure my arms were around her.

- "I can't wait to have babies with you."- I confessed feeling her lips on mine as soon as I finished talking.

- "Me neither. They are gonna be so cute. And so smart. Just like their daddy."- I chuckled and blushed at her words. Though I was naked next to her, that sentence was way more powerful.

- "So... are we gonna have kids soon?"- I dared to ask and my wife giggled.

- "I don't know. Are you ready for round two?"

I stared at her as she smiled at me and got off the bed. I opened my mouth to speak, but this time, I was speechless at the thought of having kids with her soon. It was the end of our single life. It was the start of our marriage. Of our family. And we still had so much to live and share, I just couldn't wait to start living it with her.

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