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rinhaler · 4 months

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MY BOYFRIEND'S BACK, AND HE'S COOLER THAN EVER!

CHAPTER SUMMARY : Bags are packed, parents are disappointed, and Chigiri has arrived to ride up to the Itoshi family cabin together !

ex-fiancé!rin x f!reader

WARNINGS : 18+, alcohol mention.

WORDS : 4k

notes : me vs wanting to fuck almost everyone in the cabin 😩

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“Ready to go?” Chigiri asks, coming inside to assess the situation. He looks at your enormous suitcase and several travel bags before looking back at you with a quirked brow. You look away from him quickly, pretending something on your phone has caught your attention. “You know we’re only going for a week, right?”

“I want to be prepared!”

“It’s crazy,” he laughs, “because I know that somehow you’re gonna come home with more things than you left with.”

“Not true! Your birthday presents are in here!” you smile, shaking the large gift bag in your hand. He tries to take it from you to peak at what’s inside, but you move it out of his reach.

He pouts.

You pout harder.

“Fine, I’ll carry the heavy suitcase. Even though it’s my birthday week.”

“Thank you Chigs~!”

“Don’t call me that~!” he repeats in your sing-song voice.

You laugh, picking up another bag and carrying it to the car. You load them into the back before rushing into your house again and getting the last few bags. He takes them for you, allowing you to lock the door. If you’d had more warning, you definitely would have gotten a house sitter. But you’re trying not to worry about that, you just want to get on the road and leave all of your worries behind.

Worries, including your family. The family who are less than impressed that you’re abandoning them to spend a boozy week with friends instead of them. You don’t care, though. You delivered their gifts and wished them well.

It’s stupid, really, that they’re so frustrated that you won’t be spending time with them. You can’t stomach spending time with your dad and his new girlfriend. He knows you can’t control your face and you say the first thing that comes to your mind.

You inherited that from him.

Your mother however, was devastated when you told her. You figured she’d be okay since she has a larger family to spend the holidays with. But you’re her only child, you suppose you are being a little selfish.

It’s something you have to do though, you feel. You’re not over Rin and you don’t want to spend Christmas with family grieving what should have been you and him spending the day together. This way, you get to actually have fun. It’s not forced or superficial to keep up appearances for your relatives.

No one is going to expect anything of you at the cabin.

“I’m proud of you,” Chigiri smiles, looking at you briefly before focusing back on the road. You scoff, turning the radio up in the car, Mariah Carey blasting through the speakers. You both groan before he hands you the aux cord. “Not in a cringe way. I just mean, I know you’re a people pleaser. So I’m impressed that you put yourself over your parents.”

“Ugh, they were both so disappointed in me. I spent thousands on presents for them both. I even got some toys for my stepdad’s ratty step-kids. What more can I do?”

“God they are ratty.”

“They’re giving Damien from The Omen.” you tell him, both of you laughing loudly as one of your playlists plays softly through the speaker. You turn it up a little, both of you whooping as you hear Boss Bitch by Doja Cat play. “I know I was shitting myself when Sae texted, but I’m so glad we’re doing this.”

“Me too, I was dreading spending my birthday with your miserable ass.” he chuckles and you slap his arm lightly. “Wait! I know you’re still down about Rin, so, this will be a fun distraction. Plus I bet you end up hooking up with one of Sae’s friends, you haven’t had your rebound yet.”

“I am not doing another footballer, I can’t.” you shake your head.

You both laugh lightly and carry on chatting about the events to come. It’s like a weeklong party, essentially. And ever since you’ve known Chigiri, you’ve both loved a party. But it’s never actually the party itself.

The days before a party are always the best. Whether you’re hosting or attending, it’s always exciting. A theme is always ideal but not essential. Either way, you’ll spend weeks talking about it. Who’s going? What will you wear? What are you gonna drink?

You go on numerous shopping trips and buy endless amounts of clothes until you find the perfect outfit. Only to wear it that night and never again. But it’s worth it, every time. Hearing people compliment how gorgeous you look never gets old.

No one’s words meant more to you than Rin’s, though. The way he’d rest his hand in the small of your back while showing you off made you feel like a princess. He’d whisper sweet nothings about how you’re the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen and the things he wanted to do to you when you got home. It made your legs weak and your face flush with heat. And yet, he was always so calm. So cool. He liked to rile you up and pay you no mind as you look up at him expectantly. Acting as if he hadn’t said something so salacious and lewd while chatting with guests.

It drove you wild.

But, truthfully, where your best friend is concerned, your favourite part of a party is the morning after. If he spent the night at your place, especially. You’d wait for him to message you to let you know he’s awake and leave Rin’s side while he was snoring softly. Hyoma can’t handle his drink, and you’re no better. You’d crawl into bed with him and burrow under the duvet after handing him some water and painkillers.

Hungover or not, though, you loved gossiping with him. You’d trade stories about what happened throughout the night and things you heard. It made your day; it made the hangover worth it.

And now, you’re driving towards a week’s worth of that.

You groan as the song changes from Doja Cat to Lust for Life by Lana Del Rey.

“Nope!” he objects, “What kind of psychopath has Doja and Lana on the same playlist?” Chigiri asks, skipping the song. You throw your head back against the headrest, sighing as you think about Rin, again.

The album featuring the eponymous song is one of the first gifts Rin gave you. In vinyl form, of course, along with a pink record player. You had a record player already, but you told him a few times that you’d always wanted a pink one. It was a birthday gift, you remember crying so much as you unwrapped it.

“And I thought we could listen to this together.” you reminisce on him telling you as he handed the album to you. You told him you’d never listened to it before when you were going through her discography. It was a throwaway comment you didn’t think he’d even remember.

You cried listening to the self-titled song, wrapped up in his arms as he held you close. Truthfully, you’ve never felt so loved. And unfortunately, you don’t think you will again. You told him, repeatedly, how in love with him you were.

He couldn’t keep his hands off you after that.

“I need to make a new playlist.” you sigh, Chigiri nods, agreeing. “You’re right, Doja and Lana on the same playlist is psycho behaviour.”

“And you’re only just realising this?” he laughs again.

“I bet he’s got a new girlfriend now. Girls always threw themselves at him, even when we were together.” you tell him. “Oh my God, I miss him. I miss him so much I feel sick. I can’t do this.”

“Shut up.” he tells you, sternly, “I haven’t seen anything on his socials about a girlfriend, but that’s none of your business anymore anyway.”

“You’re still on his socials?”

“… anyway…”

“You know how private he is, Hyoma. If he’s seeing someone he wouldn’t post about her.”

“He posted you.” he reminds you, and you shrug defeatedly. “Besides, you broke up with him. You ended things and you’re still heartbroken. Imagine how depressed he probably is. He’s a workaholic, too. He’s probably distracting himself with work, not girls.”

Hyoma always knows what to say. Deep down, you knew that. But you never would have thought about it until he said. It was a miracle that he even asked you out, after all. His friends never failed to tell you how surprised they were. He’s too focused on football to bother with girls.

But you… you were different.

“You’re self-sabotaging, idiot.” Chigiri tells you. “We’ll get there, we’ll have fun, and you won’t think about Rin at all. I’m banning Rin talk for the rest of the week.”

“Fine fine fine.” you relent, shaking your body in an attempt to dispel any further thoughts of your ex. Though, to be honest, Sae might make it hard to not think about or discuss him. He’s his brother, after all. You can’t expect him to not talk about his little brother. And you certainly can’t ask him not to. “You’re gonna love the cabin. It’s huge. And there’s a lake we can ice skate on.”

“Perfect, can’t wait.”

There are several cars parked outside as you pull up. Chigiri parks, but is frozen in place as he looks at the cabin. It’s clear that the place is not what he expected. You end up leaving him alone to process his thoughts as he drinks it in. It’s the closest he’ll get to feeling like a celebrity, he suspects.

He follows you out, rushing to help you lift your suitcase as you struggle under the weight of it. You smile, gratefully, as he drags it towards the cabin. You decide to pick up his much smaller suitcase as well as all of your other bags. It isn’t hard to keep up with him as he struggles to pull your luggage through the snow.

“This isn’t a cabin. I was expecting a log shack with a few amenities. This is a mansion.” Chigiri tells you as you walk by his side. You giggle, agreeing, you felt exactly the same way the first time you came here with Rin.

You walk up the stairs ahead of him and knock on the door, starting to shiver as the biting winter air begins to attack you.

Chigiri manages to get your suitcase to the top of the stairs before anyone even knows you’ve knocked. He’s cold, tired, and impatient, and decides to ring the doorbell. You can both hear music playing inside.

It gets louder once the door swings open, and you see a familiar face.

“Oh hey, are you the little sister?” Oliver asks, forgetting that you’ve met before. You assume that’s how Sae has been referring to you as when talking to his friends, so, you nod. He smiles at Chigiri and takes your heavy suitcase from him, lifting it with ease as he welcomes you in. “They’re all in the lounge, grab yourselves a drink from the kitchen.” he tells you, winking as he sets down your case with all of the others at the bottom of the stairs.

There’s a lot of luggage, though the amount seems to double when you and Chigiri put the rest of yours down. You aren’t sure how many people must be here, but the nerves are setting in.

“She’s cute!” you hear Oliver tell the group as he goes into the lounge, it’s quiet, but you hear it clearly.

“You’ve met her before, idiot.” you hear Sae tell him, his voice getting closer to you as he comes to greet you. “Hey you.” he smiles, hugging you and placing a soft kiss on your cheek. You hug him back, feeling surprisingly calmer as you allow yourself to melt into his embrace.

You aren’t sure why, but you were worried he’d be weird with you when he saw you in person. This is only the second time you’ve seen him since you and Rin split, after all. The first was a coffee date to explain your side of things face to face. You’re happy you decided to keep in contact with Sae, he’s been so sweet and supportive through it all.

So, really, you aren’t sure why you expected him to be off with you.

Especially since he invited you here.

“Nice to meet you, man.” Sae smiles at Chigiri, holding his hand out to shake, which he does. “Your birthday is on the 23rd, yeah? We’ll plan something fun.”

“Being here is fun enough, don’t worry.” Hyoma responds, looking around. “This isn’t a cabin, by the way.” he laughs.

Sae laughs too, walking back towards the lounge. “Come meet everyone.” he insists. You and Chigiri look at each other, but follow.

You’re the only girl here, by the looks of things. You aren’t sure if that’ll change or not though. Maybe they all have partners who are arriving together later. You’re a little surprised by the headcount, you were expecting more. Including Sae, there’s only four of them sitting around the fire, drinking together.

“Apparently we’ve met before?” Oliver’s brows knot in contemplation, and you nod. “Sorry, sweetheart. Normally I don’t forget a pretty face.”

“Yeah ya do, bullshitter.” Tabito snickers, looking up at you from his seat on the floor. You’ve never met Karasu, but you’ve heard a lot about him. Mostly from Rin about when they used to play together. And you may or may not have stalked his socials before, so you’re familiar with his face. “Nice to meet’cha, heard a lot about you.”

“Likewise.” you smile.

“Do you smoke?” you hear another voice speak as you get further into the room. Your eyes lie on Eita Otoya as he pulls a blunt from behind his ear, and you shake your head. You’re surprised to see them letting loose like this, though you suppose they mustn’t get the chance to often.

Rin found it hard to relax and unwind. He’s always been so career focused, never wanting to do anything to harm his reputation. And you understand that, you do. You’re the same, really. You have an image to maintain, people seem to think being a model is just turning up and looking pretty. But you take it seriously, like Rin.

Though he doesn’t seem to know how to turn it off.

“No Ryusei?” you ask, a little surprised he couldn’t make it.

“Not yet, he should be here soon.” Sae assures you. You laugh, knowing you’re in for a really fun week once Shidou gets here. Sae turns back to look at you, taking you back to the entrance. “I’ll show you to your rooms. Did you want to share? There’s enough for everyone to have their own.”

“She snores, I’ll take my own.” Hyoma tells Sae, earning a smirk from him. You try to argue, but your best friend seems to be too convincing. The rest of the guys join you, offering to help with your bags and carry them up to your room.

And, really, who are you to say no?

Chigiri rolls his eyes, carrying his own case and entering the room Sae had planned for him. You realise Sae is sleeping in the master bedroom downstairs when you see all of the other rooms have been claimed by sneakers and jackets from the other guests, all of them are just too lazy to bring their luggage up.

Though none of them had a problem helping with yours.

Your heart sinks when you realise Sae saved your usual room for you to take. The room you always shared with your ex whenever he brought you here. The guys don’t give you much time to feel sorrowful, though. Not when they’re laughing and joking beside you. Sae notices your forlorn expression, pulling you aside slightly.

“I thought you’d feel comfortable in here, but we can switch if you want.” he tells you, but you shake your head. “Ryusei will be in the opposite room so I’m sure you won’t be thinking about anything other than how annoying he is.” he smiles.

“Thank you, Sae.” you smile, albeit a little weakly. It’s bittersweet, that’s all. “At least I have the best view.” you tell him, opening the doors to the large balcony that looks over the lake. You think about how the nearby town’s lights twinkle at night.

“Right.” he puts a sympathetic hand on your shoulder. “Everyone out, let’s leave her to unpack.” Sae announces, ushering the other three men out of the room.

You smile, waving at them all as they leave. Once they’re out, Sae closes the door behind himself and leaves you alone with your thoughts. As much as you want to sit and dwell on things, you decide to occupy your mind and unpack instead.

You’re startled, a little, when Chigiri comes in to see you. Though you’re relieved when he starts to help.

“You did not need to bring all of this.” he grabs a gold glittery mini stress and holds it up. “I— I’ve never seen this in my life. Oh my God, did you buy new clothes for this? You are trying to get a rebound.”

“No I’m—”

“Yeah, you are.” he stops you immediately. “I’ve been stalking all of their socials in my room, they’re all single. And they all had their tongues hanging out for you when you came in.”

“You work too fast.” you laugh. He shrugs, grabbing a few items of clothing and hanging them up in the wardrobe for you.

You’re thankful for his help, it goes a lot quicker than it would have otherwise. Plus you get to gossip about the week ahead. You try and dodge his questions, but your facial expressions always give you away. You have quite a good poker face, but it doesn’t matter when it comes to Chigiri. He has a way of making you shy and giggly when you’re trying to keep a secret.

“Which one?” he asks, and you tut. “I feel like they’re all your type.” he tells you, handing you your toothbrush to take to the ensuite.

“They are.” you laugh from the other room. You return, zipping up your case and pushing it away. “I’ve always had the hots for Ryusei low key though, but I think Rin would be livid.”

“Rin isn’t here and he’s not our problem.” Chigiri smiles. You both sit on top of your bed and flop backwards with a sigh. He turns his head to the side to look at you while you’re too busy disassociating, staring at the ceiling. “Don’t just do it because you feel like you have to, by the way.”

“What do you mean?” you ask. “Oh, rebound.”

He nods, “We’re here to have fun. So, if you’re going to fuck one of them, do it because it’s fun.”

“I won’t.” you agree. “I’m worried about feeling guilty too… they’re Rin’s friends, after all. I don’t want to upset him.”

As Chigiri is about to respond, he’s stopped by the sound of the doorbell ringing. You smile, widely, when you realise Ryusei is here. Hyoma knows all about Ryusei. His feral replacement whenever Rin used to take you around the world for his away games.

Hyoma isn’t jealous, of course. Especially when he knew you had a little crush on Ryusei. You and Hyoma have only ever been friends, and you’ll never be closer to anyone than you are with each other.

“Should we wait a few minutes so I don’t look desperate?” you ask, sitting upright and resting your bodyweight on one hand as you look down at him.

“Yeah.” he nods.

You nod too. You start lying back down, slowly, looking around at the room as you do. “I can’t.” you tell him, jumping off the bed and heading towards the door. He sighs, but hurries after you.

All of the guests are gathered in the entryway as they greet Ryusei. They exchange hugs and handshakes as they all chat and catch up. You descend the stairs slowly, but not fully, standing at the halfway point with Chigiri as you watch the scene unfold.

His bright smile turns to a look of wonder when he notices you. Eyes softening as he realises you’re here, you’re really here.

“No way…” he smirks, “Hey, kid, how are ya?”

“I’m good,” you nod, an embarrassingly wide smile on your face. “And you? How are you, Ryu?”

“Better for seeing you,” he laughs. “Didn’t know you were comin’.”

“Shut the door, man, it’s freezing.” Sae tells him, approaching to do it for him. But Ryusei stops him, keeping him at arm’s length so he can’t.

“I actually picked someone up on the way.” Ryusei announces, side stepping a little as he waits for the mystery guest to hurry. Chigiri’s eyes widen in horror, the realisation hitting him before anyone else as he looks at you. You’re too busy feeling deflated that Ryusei has brought a girl along with him.

“Oh no.” Chigiri speaks, and you look at him. “We should go back upstairs.”

“What? Why?” you ask him, confused. Though your attention is forced back downstairs when you see another figure enter the cabin out of your peripheral view.

Your heart sinks.

“Rin?” Sae asks as he watches his younger, yet for some reason taller, brother set down his suitcase.

Your heart keeps plummeting deeper through your body as you watch him, too. God, he looks even better than he did the day you ended things. He’s always been striking, beautiful. Just so God damn handsome. But he looks older, more mature.

You feel your breathing get heavier and more intense the longer you watch him. The way he dusts the snow from his expensive looking coat. And that familiar ruffle of his hair as he fixes it into place.

“You said you weren’t coming.” Sae tells him.

“I changed my mind,” Rin responds, gesturing to Ryusei. “He begged, really.”

Sae holds his eyes shut, sighing. Rin isn’t sure what the issue is. He was invited, after all, he just declined. He expected his brother to be happy to see him, he thought it would be a fun surprise. Though maybe he only invited him out of obligation.

Shidou hadn’t made it seem that way, though.

“Look who’s here.” Ryusei smiles, pointing up at you.

Rin’s weak smile drops to a stoic straight line as he follows his friends directional finger and his sights land on you. You’re frozen. You can’t smile. You can’t say hello. You can’t even wave. You’re just staring at each other, both absolutely paralysed with no idea how to act.

“H— Hi…” you struggle to speak. Hyoma is thankful you’re too distracted looking at Rin to see the way he’s cringing horrendously behind your back, but not showing his face to the lower floor.

“Hey.” Rin responds, even smiling a little when he hears your voice. It’s been so long, after all. “I didn’t know you were coming.” he explains.

“Same…” you tell him, hoping he believes you. “I wouldn’t have come if I knew you were coming. Wait—” you interrupt yourself when you realise how horrible that sounded.

“Stop talking.” Hyoma whispers, and you clear your throat.

Everyone else seems to see the funny side, all except Rin. He appears a little downtrodden, though he disguises it well. You know him, though. You’re sure he knows you didn’t mean it how it sounded, but you can’t help feeling a little guilty.

“You made it very clear you weren’t coming, Rin.” Sae tells him. “If you said you were coming I—”

“It’s fine. I didn’t know you were still talking, though.” Rin says, the annoyance in his voice very evident. You can’t tell if he’s purposefully trying to hurt you or if it’s just Rin being Rin. “But we’re adults. I’m sure we can co-exist for a week, right?” he asks, looking at you with his intense, teal gaze.

“R—Right…”

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thenotsoholyspirit · 3 months

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✨The Devil’s in the Details ✨ (pt2/?)

Matt Murdock x reader

Part one in here

AN: I wrote the next chapter the same day 😅. Had to publish it 💕 (Also quick note English is not my first language so any correction to my grammar will be more than welcomed).

Summary: Trying to makes end meet as a young woman has never been easy, even less living in the turbulent city that is New York. When (y/n) will have to make an impossible choice, she'll have to decide between the ones she cares the most. It's never safe to fall in love, especially with that mysterious lawyer at the bar she's been working at and the secret she guards underneath.

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“Thanks guys.. see you next week

Reaching three am, Josie pushes the last customers out of the bar as we close up the place for the night. After all that happened, I managed to somehow get through the shift without dropping more orders or spilling alcohol

I finish to clean the last table as I get myself ready to head out. I hear Josie waiting me from the door

“You’ll be ok on your own ?, got a ride back home ?”

I nod at her stepping out of the place, I'd never feel comfortable asking for favors.

“Yea there's night bus that passes just round the corner dont worry for me.

I smile at her, wishing her a good night as I head into the streets. The night was cold, the wind freezing my face. I start to walk alongside the sidewalk, putting my hands inside my jacket as I try to prevent myself from catching a cold.

I should’ve brought my scarf

Suddenly, I hear some steps behind me.

I look back. The street was completely empty, even the surroundings felt slightly more silent than usual, but without the usual buzz the city normally carried within.

Weird

Yet as I decide to turn around, I now see the front lights of a car blinding my sight. The vehicle is not moving, as if it was simply blocking the street.

“Don’t you dare take another step princess, just get in and there will be no fuzz”

I feel the metallic sound of a gun on my back.

I can only do as he tells me.

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I see the nightlights illuminate the city as we drive God knows where, in front of me a man is sitting. He is tall and large, his frame looking almost too big inside of the vehicle.I notice his formal attire and rings on his fingers, his presentation being so neat he couldn’t look further from any kind of street thief.

But I knew he was even worse than that.

“It’s been quite a long time hasn’t it (y/n) ?”

He rolls my name with a malicious smile, as if he was enjoying seeing my reaction to him “It's interesting you thought you could ever escape me”

A shiver passes through my spine. His eyes are so small, yet the stare he gives me is enough to be completely terrifying .

I try to speak.

“I.. I thought the deal was made… I already paid back most of the debt.. I”

The man shakes his head.

“Don’t lie to me miss (y/l/n) we both perfectly know that wasn’t what you promised me”

I suddenly feel the gun reloading once again.

“I don’t want trouble here.. I don’t like having to to do the dirty work but my business cannot work if people don’t respect the deals we make”

I feel myself starting to panic.

“Please, I'd do anything… anything just don’t hurt her”

The man smiles, knowing he had me under his will.

“You have one week to complete your payment miss… or you can say goodbye to the idea of ever seeing your mother getting out of that hospital”

My heart freezes, a mix of fear and disgust filling me.

I wanted to spit on this man, to scream at him for even daring to mention her.

But I was powerless, and dying tonight wasn't something that could save her.

“I don’t have enough money…but I swear I'd do anything.. anything”

Fisk grins, as if this was the answer he was already hoping to get.

“Lucky for you… I do need assistance on some business and I couldn’t think of a better person to do the job than you.”

I’m a bit confused now, I try to carefully ask him the question.

“What.. What job? “

“It’s easy.. there’s this guy that’s been putting his nose where he shouldn’t… I need him out of this city…he’s been quite the nuisance I can say”

I immediately know who’s he talking about

“That vigilante ?”

I’ve read some newspapers talking about this guy preventing robberies around. Nobody knew much about him except he got nicknamed the devil of Hell’s Kitchen.

I see some anger surface on Fisk's face at the very mention of this guy.

“Yes… I want you to help me bring him down..”

“I’m.. I’m not sure I understand…I-“

“You can so easily play the victim..” He seems so satisfied by his petition, “I’m sure you’ll have no problem doing it for me”

I suddenly understand what he implied, as my face becomes livid for a moment.

“You want me… you want me to lure him into falling in under your grip ?”

“I think we’re finally getting somewhere miss”

I’m in disbelief. Fisk gives me a quick run of the idea, telling me what to do. He tells me he’ll let me know when the plan may be executed, and I wonder for how long this has even been already thought of.

“Of course, if I come to discover that any of this conversation has fallen into… untrustworthy ears…”

I don’t need to be explained twice to understand what was in game here. I take a deep breath to gather my courage. I now look at him with more determined eyes, I didn’t want him to see my fear.

“I understand… you have my word sir ”

“Good..Now go take some rest…, you had a long shift at work after all”

I was so taken by the conversation, I didn't even notice the car had parked in front of my apartment.

The message was clear, he knew my routine, he knew where I lived, there was no way out of this one.

I can only nod.

I step out as the vehicle now disappears into the night.

When I see it completely gone, I run inside tears filling my eyes. My whole body felt so heavy, my heart even pounding. My instinct tells me to tell someone that I can’t let one of the only hopes this city has had in a long time fall.

What about her ?

Standing on top of the chimney , a portrait of me and my mother stares back at me.

I couldn’t let her down. I take another deep breath, I couldn’t crack. Not here. Not now

I hope you’ll get to forgive me mom

As I change my clothes for my night ones, I notice a little piece of paper hidden in one of my pockets.

Looking at it, I notice the name “Murdock and Nelson” appearing on its side.

How ironic… justice

I sigh as I look at the phone number on it, remembering the little conversation we had when I brought him a new set of beers

“Hey if you are ever in need of some legal back up my friend Foggy and I just started our law firm and would be thrilled to help any new clients…

Matt smiled at me, using the charm he seemed to know he had. It did work on me that's for sure.

When I came back to clean the table they were already gone, only the card being left.

I cannot help but to wonder if it meant more than just some legal help.

But it’s late. I don’t even take the time to think about it as I’m already exhausted.

Everything is going to be ok

I fall asleep as soon as my heads touches my pillow.

#daredevil x reader #matt murdock x reader #netflix daredevil #daredevil x reader angst #marvel x reader #matt murdock x reader angst #matt murdock

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lilyrizzy · 2 years

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elaborate on ur thoughts for maxiel on married at first sight 👀

okay, never in a million years do i think max would ever go on reality tv BUT my thoughts if he did under the cut

okay so obviously they see each other for the first time at the wedding and i think the level of attraction is different. like, initially daniel is like, 'okay, he's kinda cute, i can work with this,' whereas max is like, 'oh my god, this man is so beautiful, he is perfect, wow.' but the problem is, max doesn't show that. in fact, max doesnt show much of ANYTHING to begin with, at least not in the way daniel is used to.

because daniel is good at performing right, so when it comes to the vows, he's cracking jokes, making max's mum and victoria laugh (obvs j*s is not there), saying the cheesy shit they all say like 'i knew i wanted to marry you from the moment i met you,' and 'this is a leap of faith but i'm ready to jump with you, baby,' whereas max is like taking it very seriously, almost to the point of like... not seeming into it? like he says stuff like, 'i will try to like you, i hope also that you will like me, i want to be a very good husband,' because thats the truth! he cant lie and say like, he wants to spend his life with daniel, because he doesnt know him yet. but to daniel it seems a little...cold, so he's not sure how to feel about his new husband.

at the reception, max is even more awkward, doesn't know how to start conversation and barely answers the questions daniel asks him.

'what music do you like?' 'i do not listen to a lot of music.'

'what do you do for fun?' 'i like to play fifa.'

'what do you do for a job?' 'i am a car mechanic.'

and daniel is sinking lower and lower into his chair like, fuck, what have i done, i've got to spend the next few weeks with a guy who clearly doesnt have any social skills. meanwhile, max is like, wow, daniel wants to know so much about me:) he is a good listener:) he is doing all the talking because he can tell this is hard for me:) or something lol. doesnt realise hes being rude, he just- he cant do this with the camera in his face, okay?

then in the bedroom, on their wedding night max realises that maye its not been going as well as he thought because he tries to kiss daniel, but daniel just laughs, stepping away gently and saying, 'guess ill take the couch right?' because he thinks that. well max is really young? what if hes just in this for the fame, the quick money, what if hes doing this now because he feels he has to? daniel doesnt want it to be like that, okay. its not what hes here for. but to max, he's like. oh:(. he'd thought- but of course daniel doesnt want to sleep in the bed with him, because look at him and look at daniel.

then i think the misscommunication continues for a bit of their honeymoon. they both think the other doesnt like each other, and max says even less now because if daniel doesnt want to even kiss him, then what is the point trying to be husbands? so they avoid each other a little, until daniel eventually thinks, fuck it, i gotta *try*, because he cant have max say leave and go home in the first week okay? his friends (michael) bullied him so badly for doing this, so it has to be worth it.

so he sneaks max out to some romantic beach picnic without the cameras (btw theyre in the caribbean or something idk), gets them both tipsy and he asks, 'why did you even come on the show?' and because the cameras arent here, max can be honest and say, 'my sister, she has two babies. and i tried to find somebody who would want this also, but with me. but always, men wanted sex and then when instead i tried to go for breakfast the next day, they would just laugh and leave. maybe it is because i am bad at it, but i did not do it at all for a long time, because my dad-'

and then max breaks off, and daniel tugs him into his arms and is like, 'its okay max. somebody to build a life with, thats what i wanted too.' then he kisses max, and it's not like on the wedding day, a peck in front of their parents, it's deep and there's tongue and max can't help but push for more and more, to push daniel back into the sand and grind against him until daniel is like, 'why dont i be the judge of how bad you really are?' and then they have like, mindblowing sex over and over, for the rest of the honeymoon.

and im not saying the sex like, fixes everything, but i think max feeling wanted sexually by daniel soothes a lot of the insecurities inside him that were making it hard for him to open up to him in other ways? like the next morning in bed he's a little shy when daniel cracks a load of jokes about how very much not bad in bed he is, but he’s also laughing and laughing, and when daniel starts a conversation over breakfast, suddenly max is chatting his ear off. and he is still is a little awkward infront of the cameras, but in private, they start to build something real. he can banter back with daniel now, give as good as he gets, even if the jokes are dorky and not funny to anyone else. to daniel they're cute and because he knows what max was like before, he can see how hard max is trying.

and daniel doesnt know when it happens, but one day everythinggg max does just becomes endearing. all of max's little quirks, his bluntness, his black and white thinking, daniel realises this is max and he really really likes max. max isnt pumping his tires because he wants something from daniel, he genuinely thinks daniel is hilarious and sexy and kind. and because daniel knows this, he feels he can be *real* with max, in a way hes never been before? like, max likes daniel the showman, but he also just likes daniel.

i genuinely think its like, a whirlwind romance after that. they tell each other they love each other before they even come back from the honeymoon, the viewers at home are rolling their eyes declaring it will never last.

but it does :) after the initial struggle, they become the low maintenance couple that just vibe the whole time lol. daniel waffle's about how much they get on with each other at each comittment ceremony, while max is like, 'yes things are good:)' and dies inside the time the intimacy expert asks if theyve had sex or not, and how was it. daniel just winks and says no complaints, but refuses to give anymore away bc thats private and he knows max doesnt want it out there.

the only time they get into any drama is when daniel sticks up for max, declaring his love publically to the group for the first time, when one of the girls is being mean and saying that max has the personality of a cabbage and she doesnt understand what daniel sees in him. or when max (bc he’s defo the one to get put with the girls even though it should be daniel) gets a little outwardly jealous when all the girls answer 'daniel' when asked who they think the hottest husband is at those awkward group days (shoutout to the episode that aired just haha) but inside he’s preening, like, hell yeah, thats my man.

then when it ends, they post an update on insta like, yeah we are still together, here are our two cats & also we got married for real:)

the end lol

#what even is this lmao #i wrote this in 15 minutes so like #enjoy my terrible grammar and spelling #sorry its so long oops #max/daniel #fic #kinda #look lorna i wrote an au!

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The Princess & the Football Player | Chapter 13

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"Is the car ready?" I ask David when he walks into my room.

"Yes, ma'am. But before we leave, there is someone who wishes to talk with you."

"Now? We are about to catch a flight. Who is it?"

"Mr. Rice, ma'am."

"No."

"Ma'am..."

"I've said no, David. I don't want to see him."

"He is very worried about you, Eleanor. He doesn't understand what happened, why you are suddenly avoiding him. He has asked Roberta, but she only tells him that he should speak with you."

"And I don't want to."

"Eleanor" David sighs. "You owe each other an explanation. Talk to him. We won't be leaving until you do."

"What?"

"You heard me" he says, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I... I can't believe this" I laugh. "Ok, fine. Let him in."

"Thank you, ma'am."

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"Just five minutes. Count them" I say to David when he walks into the room with Declan.

"Just five" he says, crossing the door behind him.

"He is already counting, Declan. Speak."

"How are you?" he asks with a concerned look.

"Fine."

"Then you aren't pregnant like Twitter says" he says with a shy smile, trying to lighten up the mood.

"Unless I am the new virgin Mary, no, I am not. I just had a panic attack and fainted. It has happened before when I am too stressed or something has upset me."

"Is it because we lost? I am so sorry, Eleanor."

"What? No" I chuckle.

"Then what is it? What happened?"

"You have no idea, do you?"

"No" he shrugs.

"Declan, I saw you with Lilith. I saw the way you hugged her, how you started crying on her shoulder, looking for her comfort."

"That... I can explain."

"I'm all ears" I say, crossing my arms over my chest.

"She threw herself at me, I couldn't escape. And I was so gutted, so sad and angry and..." he says, taking off his hat and running a hand through his hair, making me feel things that I should not be feeling when I am mad at him. "We've known each other since we were toddlers, Eleanor. Besides Mason, she probably is the only person outside my family who knows me better than I know myself. And when she hugged me it felt so familiar that... I don't know. It was what I needed in that moment."

"And nothing else happened?"

"Nothing, I promise" Declan says, taking a step forward. "I already told you, Eleanor, she is in the past. I had just lost the most important games of my career so far, and the person I wanted to give me that hug couldn't do it."

"Was Mason busy?"

"Mason? Why… Oh, you are teasing me" he chuckles.

"Maybe" I shrug, biting my lip to stop me from smiling. I'm supposed to be mad at him.

"I wish it had been you, Eleanor. I wanted you to be the one who hugged me, your shoulder the one I cried on, your words the ones on my ear telling me everything was going to be ok. I wanted you and no one else" he says, closing most of the space between us.

"I... I also wish it had been me" I confess, his words completely disarming me.

"Really?" he asks with a teasing smile.

"Idiot" I say, hitting him on the arm and leaving my hand there. "When I walked into the changing room and saw you, all I wanted to do was to hug you. Comfort you. But I couldn't, I wasn't allowed to. I even tried to touch your arm the way I am right now, and David told me off."

"David" he chuckles. "How much time do you think I have left?"

"I don't know. A minute, maybe?"

"Then I better say everything I want to say" Declan says, taking a deep breath. "I'm sorry, Eleanor. I really am. I didn't want to hurt you and I hate myself for doing it. If things were different, I promise you you would have been the first person I would have gone to, your arms the ones I would have looked for to comfort me, helping me go through all the things I was feeling in that moment. Because in case you haven't noticed it yet, I like you. I like you very much."

"I also like you. Very much" I say, finally allowing myself to smile.

"Thank God" he chuckles.

"Thought I didn't like you?" I ask, arching an eyebrow.

"No, it's just... You are a bit intimidating, you know? Even if for me you are just Eleanor, you still are…"

"The future Queen of England."

"Yeah" he sighs. "And to make it even more complicated, I also am who I am."

"Declan Rice, West Ham's captain, England's star" I chuckle.

"Exactly. Look at what the media was publishing about you today after you fainted. If they find out about us..."

"It will be tough, yes."

"But we'll make it through. We will fight for this, for us" he says, closing the little space that was left between us and taking my hands on his. "And we will do it together."

"Together" I reply.

"May I kiss you?"

"You ma…"

"The five minutes are... Sorry" David says from the door. "I'll give you a couple more" he smiles.

"Where were we before we got interrupted? Again?" I say, rolling my eyes.

"Her Royal Highness had allowed me to kiss her" Declan says with a mischievous smile.

"Oh, yes. You may proceed, Mr. Rice" I giggle, that weight I had had on my chest for the past twenty four hours finally disappearing, butterflies taking its place.

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The Baby Series: Meeting the boys

synopsis: The Boys finally get to meet the babies word count: 3.4k warnings: none? lots of fluff:))) (surprise I know) A/N: I recently hit 1k followers (also a surprise I know) and decided to celebrate with probably the last part to both the Baby Series and my GVF fic writing. It's been a fucking wild ride this last year and I am happy for the the friends that I have created from it and the memories I have made. masterlist

JOSH:

You and Josh had fallen into a routine. It had taken a couple days to really establish, but it was one that worked. Oliver slept in a bassinet by your bed, so it was easy for you to get to him in the middle of the night. Even though Oliver was only a couple weeks old, he had managed to take control of the house. You and Josh felt like zombies for the first week at home, trying to get used to being woken up at all hours of the night. Once things had calmed down and you felt somewhat more sane, you had agreed to letting the rest of the family meet Oliver. They were all really respectful about your decision to wait on letting them meet him. You and Josh were still trying to navigate your own relationship, living with each other and now had a brand new, fully dependent on you human to take care of.

“You ready, Mr. Oliver?” Josh asked as he carried the car seat carrier up the front steps on the Kiszka house. You followed behind them, still walking a bit slow, as your body was still in recovery from birth, “Gotta wait for momma to catch up, she’s slower these days.”

“How about you push out a child for an hour.” You rolled your eyes as you reached the front porch.

“I told you, I got the next one, momma,” Josh smirked and you scoffed.

“Yeah, sure,” You said as you went to knock on the door, but it was quickly opened, revealing the youngest Kiszka boy.

“Baby!” Sam smiled, excitedly, “Mom! They’re here!” He walked away from the door leaving it wide open, as he went to go grab his parents.

“Oh hello Samuel, nice to see you too, brother,” Josh said as he walked into the house.

“Told you, you’re not the person everyone gathers to see anymore, Josh,” Jake said, coming over to greet you. He hugged you and then his brother, “There’s my godson. How has he been?”

“He’s not too keen on the whole ‘sleeping through the night’ thing yet,” You sighed as Josh sat down the carrier and unbuckled Oliver. The baby immediately started crying as Josh woke him up, “Aw, did daddy wake you up? He’s so mean, isn’t he, Olly.”

“I know, I’m just the worst,” Josh said, walking over to you, bouncing him slightly, “Do you want him?”

“No, he’s okay,” You smiled and ran your knuckle gently over his cheek, “He’s just angry you woke him up.” You said, and grabbed a pacifier out of the baby bag. You gently pushed it into Oliver’s mouth and he took it, his cries ceasing.

“Y/N!” Ronnie said coming from the kitchen, Jita behind her. Both girls hugged you, “You look amazing, oh my god.”

“Oh shush, no I don’t. I’m pretty sure I’ve only showered once this week,” You joked.

“Nonsense, you look great,” Karen said walking into the entryway, “Oh would you look at that! He looks bigger than the last time I saw him!”

“Well that was a couple weeks ago, Mom,” Josh said, and walked into the living room. He sat down gently on the couch, next to Sam. Sam leaned over as Josh gently laid Oliver down on his lap. Sam smiled and reached his finger out to place in Oliver’s palm. Danny shyly came over and on the other side of Josh, smiling down at Oliver. Oliver’s big brown eyes looked around the room, taking in all the sounds from around him, “What do you hear, buddy? I know, there’s so much going on.”

“Do you want to hold him, Sam?” You asked the youngest Kiszka, who’s eyes shot up to you.

“Can, can I?” Sam asked shyly and you nodded. Josh explained to Sam how to hold him as he slowly placed Oliver in his uncle’s arms, “Oh, hi,” Sam said softly as Oliver stretched out and got comfortable in his uncle’s arms, “You’re kinda little.”

“Don’t break him, Sam,” Danny joked, “Pretend it’s like holding your bass.”

“Have you seen the way he treats that thing? Better off imagining he’s a bottle of tequila,” Jake said.

“I know you are not comparing my nephew to a bottle of alcohol,” Ronnie added.

Oliver was slowly and gently passed to each family member, so they could get their fair share of baby cuddles. Your heart fluttered seeing Kelly shed a tear while holding his grandson. Karen had the three of them, Kelly, Josh and Oliver take a picture saying it was ‘3 generations of Kiszka Men.’ Oliver seemed to take a liking to Danny the most, his little hands grabbing onto a strand on his long curly locks. You laughed as Danny had to detangle himself from the little baby’s fingers as he passed him to Jita. When Oliver got fussy, Jake handed him back to you, so you could soothe him.

“Does he need to be fed?” Josh asked you, “It’s been like 3 hours since the last time.”

“Yeah, I think so,” You said.

“Okay, come on, we can go to my room, somewhere quiet.” Josh said, “We’ll be back.”

“Where are you going?” Sam started to ask but Ronnie shoved him, “Ow! What the fuck Veronica?”

“Shut up, Samuel,” Ronnie said, “You need anything?” She asked her older brother.

“I don’t think so,” Josh said, as he gently placed a hand on your back as you stood up, holding Oliver in your arms. He grabbed the diaper bag and pointed up the stairs as he followed behind you. Once you guys were out of eyesight, Jake pinched Sam’s side.

“Ow! What?!” Sam asked confused as to why his siblings were beating up on him.

“She’s going to feed him, idiot,” Jake explained.

“Why did they have to go upstairs?” Now it was Danny’s turn to pinch Sam, “OW!”

“She’s breastfeeding,” Danny said. Realization hit Sam’s face as he mouth dropped open in a ‘oh’ and then a blush took over his face, now feeling embarrassed for asking.

He led you into his childhood bedroom, and you sat down on the bed. Josh grabbed a pillow and placed it under your arms as you pulled your shirt up. You guys had gotten good at this, as Josh’s hands went to the back of your bra and undid the strap so you could pull it down to feed Oliver. Oliver’s fussing ceased as soon as he latched on and began to suckle from your breast. Josh sat down next to you, running his fingers over Oliver’s soft, fine hair.

“You think Sam knows what we’re doing up here?” You asked Josh.

“Oh, no clue.” Josh smiled, “And now that you’ve met everyone, Mr. Oliver, which one is your favorite? Let me guess. . . Uncle Danny? Yeah, he’s my favorite brother too.”

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JAKE:

Jake was worried about having his brothers meet Dylan. He had taken the role of the protective papa Bear over his little girl. Constantly watching everything that she did. Jake was often the first one up at the smallest sound that would leave her mouth. You knew Jake was always watching and observing, but it seemed to be heightened with Dylan. He was a bit leery about having his family over, knowing that the house was a hurricane but he also knew that it would be the most comfortable place for you and Dylan to be at.

Jake had spent much of the morning cleaning the house, making it somewhat reasonable for when his family would come home over. He wasn’t surprised that Danny was the first one over, coming at the time that Jake had texted out to them. Sam arrived next, then their parents. They were each bursting with excitement to finally meet their niece, but Jake was waiting for his dad to arrive.

Karen got to hold Dylan first, tears coming to her eyes as Jake placed the small infant in her arms. She was already telling Dylan about all the things that they would do together from baking to going shopping to getting their nails done. Ronnie was next, and you snapped a picture of Dylan with the two Kiszka women. Karen commented on the similarities between Dylan and Ronnie’s appearance. Danny made Dylan look tiny as he held her in his arms, with Sam watching over his shoulder. You were surprised how gentle Danny was with her, almost as if he was scared to drop her.

“You’re not going to break her,” You laughed and Danny gave you an apprehensive smile. The second she started crying though, he tensed up and looked terrified. You laughed as Danny very quickly handed off Dylan when Kelly reached out for her.

“Honey, are you crying?” Karen asked her husband, and he shook his head. You smiled at Karen, knowing that Kelly and Jake both do the same thing when asked if they were crying, “Allergies, huh?”

“Yeah,” Kelly said, and cleared his throat, as he looked down at the little girl in his arms. Kelly loved his sons, but there was something special about having a little girl. Ronnie was like his shadow when she was younger, always wanting to follow him around, being a daddy’s girl. Now, Kelly got to sit back and watch his son do the same thing, “She looks just like you, Jake.”

“Blessing and a curse,” Jake smirked and you playfully shoved him.

“Where’s Josh?” You asked, noticing the absence of his presence.

“Fashionably late, like always,” Sam said as he took Dylan back from his dad. Sam, out of all of them so far, was enthralled with the newborn, wanting the most ‘uncle time’ he could get. Sam was already volunteering to babysit, but you and Jake knew the second she starts crying he’s going to retract that statement.

“Hey! Sorry, I’m late,” Josh said as he walked through the door, taking off his jacket and kicking his shoes off, “I miss my chance?”

“Never,” Jake said, and walked over to hug his twin. Josh smiled big as he looked over Jake’s shoulder, his eyes landing on his goddaughter in Sam’s arms, “Though she’ll probably start crying soon, she’s been quiet for a while.”

“Oh she won’t cry with Uncle Joshy!” Josh said and walked over to where Sam was. He sat down next to Sam, and Sam handed him the newborn. The second she was in Josh’s arms, she let out a loud wail. Josh’s eyes widened as he tried to soothe her, while you and Jake stifled a laugh.

“Won’t cry with Uncle Joshy?” Jake mocked his brother.

“Shhh. . .” Josh said as placed Dylan on his shoulder, rubbing her back slightly.

“Here, let Y/N feed her and then we’ll give her back,” Jake said, noticing you shift as you wanted to reach out to your crying infant. You were thankful that Jake had started to catch onto your body language as you were a mother now, it made it easier to communicate silently between you two. Josh handed Dylan to you. Sam and Josh moved, so you and Jake could take their spots on the couch. No one seemed to mind or care that you breastfed Dylan on the couch, Jake making sure that you were comfortable where you were, before handing you a blanket to give you some more privacy.

You leaned against Jake’s side as the family fell into a conversation about how the Kiszka kids were as babies. You giggled at the stories that Karen told about how the twins were, explaining that Jake had been the more stubborn twin, which wasn’t surprising. When Dylan was done feeding, you gave her to Josh so he could get some cuddles with her. You walked Josh through the steps of how to burp her, placing her on his shoulder, with the spit up rag under her.

“See, I got-” Josh started to say, and then paused as he felt something hot and wet hit his back, “Did she just spit breast milk down my back?”

“Yep.” Jake said, looking at his twin brother’s back, “Hey! That means she likes you!”

“Oh goody,” Josh deadpanned at his twin. And then looked at Dylan, “We are gonna cause so much trouble.”

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SAMMY:

You knew life with twins was going to be hectic. You just had no idea how crazy things were going to be. It seemed like you and Sam were walking zombies, running on empty but the adrenaline boost you would get when you heard one of them start crying. Your body had somewhat healed from the c-section, your incision hurting less and giving you more freedom to move and be active. Sam was beyond helpful, doing the little things to help out while you were busy tending to the twins.

As much as you loved Sam, and the babies, you were ready for some other adult interaction. You and Sam had agreed to having the family meet the babies. The only person that had met them was Karen, and she loved to boast about it. Karen loved the title of ‘grandma’ and lived up to the expectation of the perfect grandmother. She was a big help in the first couple weeks of being home with the twins, being an extra set of hands during the day while your body was healing.

“When was the last time you changed your shirt?” Sam asked, walking into the kitchen with Harrison in his arms.

“Why?” You asked, half asleep as you held a bottle for Lennon.

“You have baby vomit on it.”

You looked down seeing the stain, and groaned, “This one was in the clean pile too.”

“We have a clean pile?”

You rolled your eyes and stood up from the chair, setting the bottle down, “I thought we did. I’m losing track of what’s clean, what’s dirty, what day it is. At Least I’m not forgetting which twin is which, isn’t that right Harris- Lennon.”

Sam tried his best to stifle a laugh, as you flipped him off. The doorbell rang, and you walked into the living room to open it. You spotted Josh’s jeep truck in the driveway. You froze for a second and turned back around, calling out Sam’s name.

“What?” He asked you, walking into the living room.

“Do I look presentable?” You asked him. He looked down at your outfit; one of his old Greta Van Fleet t-shirts which was baggy on you, a pair of sleep shorts, and your hair tied up in a messy bun. Sam shrugged knowing he didn’t look much better in basically the same attire.

“I don’t really care about looking presentable when we are running on a combined 6 hours of sleep,” Sam said and you nodded, and turned back to open the door.

“About time- is that vomit on your shirt?” Josh asked, and Jake swatted him, “What?!”

“Don’t ask her that. She’s a brand new mom of twins,” Jake said.

“Thank you Jacob,” You said and stepped back, letting the twins in.

By the time everyone had arrived, you managed to find a clean shirt to wear and brushed your hair for the first time in what felt like days. It was also nice to sit back on the couch and relax, watching as your family got to meet your twins. Sam insisted that Danny and Mackenzi got to hold them first, stating that it was the godparents' right. Karen had Kelly recreate a picture with the twins where he was holding both of them, much like he did when Jake and Josh were first born.

When Jake and Josh got to hold the twins, there was this silence that seemed to fall around the room. Karen couldn’t help the tears that fell down her cheeks as her twins got to hold your twins. You and Sam had discussed which twin looked like what twin, and it only seemed to seal the argument watching them.

“I told you, Lennon looks like Josh and Harrison looks like Jake,” You pointed to each of them. Karen took tons of pictures of the two sets of twins. Jake was silently observing the small baby in his arms, letting his tiny fingers wrap around one of his own. While Josh was having a full conversation with Lennon about how John Lennon wasn’t the soul reason for while the Beatles broke up.

“Yeah, but Lennon’s demeanor is like Jake’s.” Sam argued.

“Sam, she’s three weeks old.”

“Yeah, but Harrison cries more than her, which is like Josh.”

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DANNY:

It had been a couple weeks since Jude had come home from the hospital. Jude was still tiny, slowly gaining weight with each day. You and Danny would just stare at him, seeing the changes from day to day in your little boy. You knew that the boys and the rest of the family were waiting for the moment to meet Jude. It wasn’t necessarily that you guys were worried about them meeting Jude, but you were worried about him getting sick. His lungs were still developing as he was growing, he wasn’t as weak as he was when he was first born, but there were still things to worry about.

You and Danny had decided to stop by the Wagner house after one of Jude’s doctors appointments. Lori and Dan had met their grandson when he was still in the NICU but were dying to get more grandparent time. Danny had sent a text to the Kiszka boys telling them that they would be there. Josh was the first one to respond saying he was already on his way.

Josie was the first one to notice your arrival, sprinting out of the house and out to the car. Danny was getting Jude out of his carseat while Josie engulfed you in a hug. You hadn’t seen her in weeks, the last time being around the baby shower.

“I missed you!” She smiled, “Are you okay? In pain? Mom filled me in on what happened.” Josie pulled back to look you over.

“I’m fine,” You said softly, “The staples came out last week, I have a little more mobility now,”

“Let me see!” Josie said as Danny got the carseat out of the base. Josie’s eyes filled with love and tears when she laid eyes on her nephew, “Oh my god, Danny, he’s your twin.”

“That’s what I said!” You smiled, “He doesn’t believe me, but that’s a Wagner boy, through and through.”

“Come on,” Josie said, wrapping an arm around your shoulders, “Sam is driving us crazy. I think Jake is ready to inject him with an anesthetic.”

You giggled, shaking your head. You and Danny had been sending pictures and snapchats to Sam since the day Jude was born. He was taking his job as godfather very seriously, and was even considering having Danny sneak him in so he could see Jude. As soon as the front door opened, Sam was up from his seat to greet you.

“Jesus, he’s worse than a dog,” Jake said, rolling his eyes.

“Oh Jake, he’s just excited. It’s exciting! Babies are a great thing! There are no two people more deserving of a child than Danny and Y/N,” Josh said. Jake looked at his brother, and Josh just shrugged, “It’s true!”

Sam hugged you tight, and you reciprocated it. The first 48 hours after Jude’s birth, you and Danny had been radio silent. No one knew the condition of any of you guys. Sam had basically pulled his hair out and paced a line into the hardwood as he waited for any sort of update. The moment his phone went off and Danny had sent a picture of the tiny, tiny baby in the NICU, Sam was crying tears of joy. He had been waiting for this moment to meet his godson, the pictures and videos weren’t doing it justice.

“Hey!” Sam said, kissing your cheek, “I missed you guys. Starting to think I’ll never see you two again. Is that him?”

Danny nodded as he got Jude out of his carseat, and held his tiny body. Sam walked over to them, gently running his finger over the dark brown hair on Jude’s head. You stood back, watching as Sam looked over Danny’s shoulder at his godson. Lori and Karen came out of the kitchen both of them hugging you, showering you with love and affection.

“Oh look at that!” Karen smiled, seeing Sam hold Jude’s tiny body against his chest.

“Sam, you look like a natural,” Lori said.

“Don’t get any ideas!” Josh said, “Can only handle one Greta baby at a time.”

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Always seen you

Pairings: Eddie x Insecure!Fem plus size reader x friend!Elio

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

A/N: Hey my loves. Welcome back to my series that got away from me. This is the 22nd part to this. If you would like to catch up. Feel free to click the link above. I updated after most posts. So what's new? Welp I felt like a cute angsty part. Nothing too bad. Just a little jealousy. No Billy in this one. Anywho, I was inspired by a few songs so hopefully you guys can take the time to listen to what helped me write this. I also used a Killswitch Engage song for some lyrics. Thanks for reading. As always feedback is greatly appreciated. Asks and comments are always welcomed. Kay love ya bye.

Warnings: 18+ Language, angst, fluff, sexual implications/ situations, smoking, slight body insecurities, masturbation (f ), oral (f receiving), slow burn and kinda proof read.

Word count: 9,261

I do not give permission for my work to be used on any other site. Respect all creators/writers. Thanks.

Summary: Does it say more about me or you, if i told you that I am still here waiting to do all the things we said we would do? Is there hope that one day, you will be ready?

Part 22

🥺💓

Eddie just got off the plane and was heading to the address you gave him. You didn't know he was coming. That's exactly what he wanted. To just show up and give you flowers. To remind you that he would always show up if you asked or if you needed him to.

It was pretty late when the cab finally dropped him off. He walked up the little pathway through the trees and stopped when he saw you sitting on the balcony. You were nose deep in a book with your legs perched up on the guard. The soft light from the room behind you, looked like God was shining a light on Eddie's heart.

He put down his luggage and took a few steps closer. He heard some music coming from the small radio somewhere near the door. He smiled to himself when he heard you hum to his new album.

He wanted to just say hi. But he had a thought. To make you laugh.

"But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?" Eddie stepped closer putting his hand on his heart. " It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she."

When you heard him the smile that creeped on you was nothing more than pure unadulterated happiness. You closed your book and stood up. Putting your hands on the railing looking off into the distance as Eddie continued.

"Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green. And none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were! She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that? Her eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks: Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes. To twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven. Would through the airy region stream so bright. That birds would sing and think it were not night."

You rested your cheek in your hand anticipation for Eddie's next line. Eddie was grinning like crazy seeing you play along.

"See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek!"

You pressed your lips to hold back a laugh. You took a calming breath as you got ready to say your lines.

"Ay me!" You sighed.

Eddie smiled "She speaks: O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head. As is a winged messenger of heaven. Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes. Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him. When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds. And sails upon the bosom of the air."

You tugged on your lip. "O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet."

Eddie opened his mouth to speak when Elio came out and ruined the scene you and he started.

" Hi Eddie."

He chuckled. " Hey man."

You finally looked down and Eddie was all smiles.

" You came."

Eddie rubbed the back of his neck. " Always."

Elio shook his head. " You guys such dorks. I'll be right down."

Eddie looked around for a second. " Nah man. I'm coming up."

You watched and giggled seeing Eddie shimmy up a drain pipe. Once he was close to the balcony he jumped over the guard.

You put your hand on your wide hip. " I swear you are so dramatic."

Eddie gave you a little bow.

You sighed and went towards him. " Same ol' Eddie Munson. As charming as ever."

He stood back up and smirked. " Missed you Angel."

You looked down at the ground and blushed.

Eddie chuckled so damn pleased with himself. He reached for your chin. Lifting it a little so he could look at you.

" Hi."

A small laugh left you. " Hi."

Eddie then pulled you into his arms. Holding you tightly as you hung onto him. Rocking you from side to side. You laughed again.

" Surprised?"

A muffled yes came from you.

" Good. I uhh brought you flowers but I couldn't carry them up."

You pulled away a little. " That's okay. Give them to me later."

After that you buried your face back into his chest. Eddie moved one of his hands and held the back of your head. Putting his cheek on your crown.

" Alright you two. That's enough. Let's go to bed. We have plans for tomorrow."

You pulled out of Eddie's embrace but you didn't go far. You put your small, warm, soft hand in his large rough one and pulled him along.

Elio went downstairs to grab his stuff.

Eddie let you lead the way to a small room. Just a door away from yours.

" I'm not gonna stay with you?" He asked.

" No. E's parental units are very religious. And they think he and I are dating."

" What?!" Eddie blurted

You stopped mid stride. Turning around and put your hand over his mouth." Shhhh! They don't know E's-"

Eddie cut you off by grabbing your wrist. He kissed the palm of your hand. Causing you to blush yet again.

He let go of your wrist and touched your face with the back of his hand.

" So beautiful Angel."

" No you."

He laughed.

" Common." You said pulling at him again.

You pulled him through a room then stopped at a door. You reached for the handle but Eddie grabbed it and opened it for you.

" M'lady."

You grinned. " You're too much Munson."

"Soooo… what do they know about me?" Eddie whispered, following you into the room.

You let go of his hand and went to turn on a lamp. " They think you're my distance cousin."

" Right…"

Eddie watched you sit down on the bed and patted the spot next to you. He sat down and you put your head on his shoulder.

" You really surprised me Eds."

Eddie leaned his head on yours. " I hope it wasn't too much."

He felt your head shake a little.

" It was perfect."

He grinned. " Good."

Elio came in with the bags and Eddie got up to help him.

" Thanks man."

" No problem. Are you hungry?" Elio asked.

Eddie shook his head. " I'm kinda just want to showered and lay down."

" Yeah okay. You and I are gonna share a bathroom. And the only way out of this room is either through the way you came in or out the window. So no sneaking off to y/ns room."

Eddie chuckled. " Don't want to get you in trouble."

" Common E. Let Eddie gets some sleep."

Eddie's eyes followed you asyou got up. You grabbed his hand and gave it a little squeeze.

" Goodnight Eds."

" Night Angel."

As much as you wanted to sleep with him. You know you couldn't.

Take things slow. You said it over and over like a mantra.

You let go of Eddie's hand and went to grab Elio's.

" Angel?"

" Hmm?" You turned back around and smiled softly.

Eddie was standing there with the flowers.

You took them and smelled them." Thank you Eds."

" You're welcome Angel."

Eddie watched you turn and walk away. Closing the door behind you.

He got ready for bed. But before he laid down he wanted to smoke real fast. He opened the window and lit one. He took a couple of puffs before he heard humming. He stuck his head out and you were sitting back on the balcony.

He listened and figured out what you were humming. He tossed the cigarette and started to sing.

🎵

And baby it's true

You're the one

Who caught me, baby you taught me

How good it could be

Fill your days and your nights

No need to ever ask me twice, oh no

Whenever you want me

And if ever comes a day

When you should turn and walk away, oh no

I can't live without you

So caught up in you

🎵

You turned to looked at him and smiled such a beautiful smile. He swore he saw a goddess smiling at him.

You guys finished the song together and just stared at each other for a minute. Both wanting to be in the other's arms. Both wanting to kiss and make bitter sweet love to each other.

You were the first one to break eye contact.

" Get some sleep Munson. I'll see you in the morning."

" Promise?"

You gave him a small laugh and held out your pinky.

Eddie climbed out of the window just a bit and sat on the ledge while you leaned as far as you could over the railing. Finally close enough you guys hooked each other pinky.

" Now get back in there before you fall."

Eddie nodded and let go of your hand.

" Night Angel."

" Night Eds."

…

The early morning ritual had just began. This time you started to draw Eddie. The way he looked last night was embedded in your brain. He had shaved and he had his hair in a loose bun. He looked so good. So…sexy. You squeezed your thighs together thinking about his soft full lips against your palm. You closed your eyes, dropped your sketchbook and let your head fall back. Feeling his solid frame holding you. His wonderful scent surrounding you again. Your legs fell apart as you pictured the night you spent with him. His tongue lapping between your folds. His thick long cock slowly entering-

" Morning Angel."

You jumped to sit up straight and opened your eyes so wide. You looked over and Eddie was leaning out the window with a huge smirk.

You cleared your throat completely embarrassed. Had he been watching you the whole time?

Fuck!

" Uhhh morning."

Eddie chuckled. He definitely did see you. He saw you rubbing your hand up and down your thigh. Every time getting just a little closer to the treasure between your legs.

" Can I come over?" He asked

" Umm yeah…okay."

Eddie was on the balcony in just a matter of seconds. You had already picked up your sketchbook and turned the page so he couldn't see what you were drawing.

He leaned against the guard right in front of you and had a shit eating grin.

" What were we doing?"

You couldn't help but feel ashamed and very nervous.

" Ummm. N-nothing."

Eddie laughed to himself and went to squat in front of you. His large hands ran up and down your plush thighs.

When your eyes met, your body trembled. You tugged at your bottom lip and his hands went higher.

" What're you thinking Angel?"

Fuck fuck fuck.

" I umm…are you hungry?"

Eddie nodded. He was very hungry. But not for food.

He grabbed your book and set it gently on the ground. After he spread your legs apart. Just as he was about to touch you there you grabbed his hand.

" Eds…umm friends don't do this."

" No…but we do."

Your breath hitched and you could feel your core throb so hard. It was almost painful. You let go of his hand and he touched your clothed warmth. Your head fell back once again and softly moaned.

Eddie was just about to pull down your shorts when Elio called out.

" Breakfast guys."

You sat back up and snapped your knees together. Trapping Eddie's hand.

Thank God!

" Saved by the bell." Eddie sighed, slipping his hand away when you finally let go and stood up.

Eddie watched you grab your coffee and book. Following you out to the kitchen. He smirked to himself watching you wide hips sway. He definitely was going to taste you tonight.

…

After breakfast you guys headed to Venice. It was quite a long trip but it was worth seeing such a beautiful place. You guys found yourselves in a water taxi. Eddie sat next to you the whole time with his hand on the small of your back. Elio of course had already been there so he just laid down and took a nap.

" You look very beautiful today Angel."

You looked at Eddie. " Thank you. "

He leaned in so that he could whisper in your ear.

" Can we finish what we started this morning?"

You swallowed gently. " Umm Eddie. I-"

The guide started to sing. When you looked back the guy driving the boat was smiling at you and Eddie. You listened for a bit and gave him a sweet smile. You turned to look at Eddie.

"I don't care about the moon

I don't care about the start

You for me are the moon and the stars

You for me are the sun and the sky

You for me are everything

All that i want to have

Never ending

Never ending"

" That's beautiful." Eddie said, pulling you closer. " When did you learn Italian?"

" Umm taught myself in like 8th grade."

" I didn't know that."

" There's a lot we don't know about each other. "

Eddie frowned. " I'm sorry."

" Don't be." You whispered, raising your brows. " Keeps the mystery alive."

You put your head on his shoulder.

" I want to know everything about you Angel."

You smiled again. " I would like to know everything about you too."

Just take things slow.

You guys went to lunch after the boat ride, planning on the next activity.

" A museum? Aww common Angel. We're on vacation." Eddie whined.

" Eds. When are you ever gonna do this again? It's going to be fun. I picked the perfect place."

" Maybe for you two." Elio chimed in. " I'm gonna go to the market and see what's going on over there."

You looked at Eddie and pouted.

He shook his head and laughed. " Alright, but this better be cool."

You giggled. " Of course. Have I ever led you astray?"

"Hope it doesn't start now."

You gave him a playful push. " Don't worry. You're gonna love it."

" Alright kiddos, meet me in like two hours. Then we can all go to St. Mark's Basilica." Elio said getting up.

You nodded. "Okay. Hey, don't talk to strangers."

Elio grinned. " How else am I supposed to get a date?"

You let out a throaty laugh. " Okay but make sure to use protection."

Elio raised a brow. " Likewise."

Eddie threw his head back and chuckled.

You slapped his shoulder gently. " Stop it."

" Shit. Sorry. My bad. It's just-"

You covered his mouth. " Don't you dare."

Elio laughed too. " Okkkkayyy. See you two love birds later."

When Elio left you finally took your hand off Eddie's mouth.

" You are…. Too much."

Eddie grabbed at your plush tummy and started to tickle you. " Not too much I hope."

" Ahhh." You giggled. " No…don't"

You tried to push his hands away but he wouldn't let up. So you got up and started running away. And of course Eddie chased you.

" Get back here Angel. I promise I won't bite….unless you want me too."

" God Eddie." You laughed trying to keep out of his grasp.

You rounded a corner into an alley and hid. When Eddie came he skidded to a stop.

" What the hell? Angel?"

He took a few steps and you jumped out from where you were hiding.

" JESUS H!" He yelped, grabbing your arms.

You were in a fit of giggles. " Got you Munson."

Eddie grinned and shook his head. " I'm totally gonna get you back."

There was a moment when your laughing faded and Eddie slowly pushed you up against the brick wall.

He let go of your arms and put his hand flat on the wall behind you. One arm on either side of your head. He felt your hands on his narrow hips, slightly pulling him closer.

Eddie looked down at you. His tongue shot out to lick his lips.

" I really want to kiss you."

Your mouth parted and you took a small breath in. You wanted that too.

" Can I?"

You hesitated for a second. But nodded.

He was just about to kiss you when someone in the window just off the side threw some water out. Splashing you and Eddie shoes.

You did a little hop and jumped into his arms. Both of you laughed again.

" Maybe later then?"

You smiled. " Maybe."

You pulled away and grabbed his hand. " C'mon Munson. We don't want to be late for our tour."

…

You guys were standing outside this big cobblestone building with a sign above.

Museo Della Tortura

" What does it say Angel?"

You beamed at him. " Museum of torture."

" What?! Okay… that's cool as hell."

" I told you you'll like it. They even have an Iron Maiden."

" Seriously?"

" Yup."

" Well what are we waiting for?"

Eddie opened the door for you. " M'lady."

" Thank you Ser Munson."

Eddie was in aww. You really did pick a cool place. You guys took so many pictures. Eddie wanted to get in the Iron Maiden so he stepped over the velvet rope and you quickly snapped away.

" Let's go. Before we get in trouble." You said holding out your hand.

" What? Don't you want to get arrested in international waters? " Eddie joked.

" No thank you. I kinda want to be able to come back here."

Eddie took your hand and grinned. " With me?"

" Hmmm not if you're gonna get me in trouble."

Eddie grabbed his heart. " I wouldn't dream of it Angel."

You guys continued with the tour until you found yourself heading towards another roped off area.

" It says roof access." You answered Eddie's question before he could ask.

" Care to take a gander?"

You looked around to see if anyone's watching.

"It might be a gorgeous view." Eddie tried to convince you.

" Okay. Hurry."

Eddie grabbed the rope and hooked it for you. He followed you up and found something to prop the door open.

He watched you go to the edge or the building and looked around. The slight breeze blew your hair back making you look like a damn Angel.

" Doesn't it make you wanna cry?"

Eddie looked out to the city. It really was beautiful. But what made it even more so was that you were there. He put an arm around your waist and you rested your head on his shoulder.

" I'm really glad you came Eds."

" Me too Angel."

…

The bus ride home was quiet. You had fallen asleep with your head on the window. You didn't look comfortable at all, so Eddie lifted the arm rest and pulled you into his arms. You let out a little sigh and subconsciously got closer. Snuggling into his neck. Wrapping your arms around him.

He kissed your forehead and leaned his head back.

" You guys are really good together."

Eddie looked at Elio and gave him a half smile.

He then took a look at you." Thanks man."

" For?"

" For letting me come. For letting me stay…for taking care of my girl. Just thanks…for everything."

Elio gave him a thin lip smile. " I'm sorry I didn't give her your messages. I just didn't want her to hurt anymore."

" It's okay. I get it. But I'm not gonna hurt her ever again. And I'm not just gonna say it. I'm gonna show her."

Elio nodded and looked at you. " I hope so."

" I will."

Finally at the house Eddie woke you gently.

" Common Angel. We're here."

You looked at him behind heavy lids. " Okay."

He helped you up and led you inside. Everyone showered and washed the hot summer day away.

Eddie and Elio were in the kitchen snacking on stuff when you came out to grab peach and some water.

" So what's the plan?" Eddie asked, pulling his stool closer to yours.

" Well I have a date and my parents are visiting some relatives. So besides the maid. Who is sleeping right about now." Elio looked at his watch. "You guys have the place to yourselves."

You yawned and nodded. " Oh-kay. Are you coming back?"

Eddie put his arm on the back of your chair looking back and forth between you and Elio.

" Probably not until the early morning. "

You yawned again. " Oh-okay. Be careful."

Elio winked at Eddie." You too."

Eddie smirked looking at you. You must have been too tired to catch that.

After Elio left you sighed looking at your peach.

" Want to go to bed Angel?"

" Umm it's still early."

" That's okay. You can sleep if you want."

" No Eds. I'm not gonna sleep away our time together."

He tucked your damp hair behind your ear. " I can sleep with you."

You looked at him and gave him a sweet smile. "How about you come and sit on the balcony with me. It's a nice night. We can play cards or something."

" Whatever you want, Angel."

You got up and he followed.

Eddie sat down outside while you went to find something for you two to do. Even though there was only one thing on your mind.

Friends first girl. Friends first.

When you went outside Eddie smiled at you. You sat down opposite from him and started shuffling and dealing out the cards.

" Ok Munson. This is war."

Eddie leaned over and grabbed his cards. " Oh shit. Okay. Let's do this."

After a few games you were wide awake now. Eddie was being a big cheater. But you didn't care. It was nice spending alone time with him. You hadn't laughed so much in such a long time. And you were glad that Eddie could still do that for you.

However, the thought of Billy crossed your mind. You had to tell Eddie. You needed to be honest with him. He had come all this way. And he's been trying to kiss you and touch you. You couldn't let him do that. Not until he knew the truth. Maybe he would be fine. Or maybe he would be so angry that he left. Hoping for the first, you cleared your throat and put your cards down.

" Eddie?"

" Yeah Angel."

You couldn't look at him. You felt so damn guilty. But you had to. You forced yourself to look at him.

" I have to tell you something…and I don't think you'll like it."

Eddie grabbed your hand. " What is it?"

You looked at your hand in his and prayed to the god that he doesn't hate you after.

You took a second trying to find the right words. But when you felt the tension you just blurted out.

"Billy and I have feelings for each other."

Eddie flexed his jaw and furrowed his brow. But he didn't let go of your hand.

For...for how long?"

You kept your eyes on your hands. " For me…I think it was after the concert…and umm…a few days after my birthday he kissed me."

Eddie squeezed your hand for a second but then loosened it. Still not letting go.

" Does he know that you and I…"

" Y-yes."

Eddie sighed. " And he still kissed you?"

You nodded.

Eddie was filled with all types of feelings. He was angry yet sad. He was jealous but worried. Happy that you were being honest, still upset. There was one question he needed to ask. Though the answer was going to break his heart. He needed to know.

" Did you kiss him back?"

Tears filled your eyes. Know that your answer was going to drive you and Eddie apart. That wasn't something you wanted. A part of you wanted to lie. To say you pushed him away. But Eddie didn't deserve that. He deserved the truth. The whole truth. The truth about Billy, the truth about why you broke things off, and why you even got close to Billy in the first place. He needed to know that even though you had feelings for Billy, that they were nothing compared to how you felt for him. How you've always felt.

" I did."

Eddie squeezed your hand again and looked away. But this time you squeezed back.

" Eddie. I liked the kiss. And I liked being wanted. But that doesn't change how I feel about you. If anything it opened my eyes."

You both loosened your grip.

" Why am I here y/n?"

You lip quivered hearing your name that sounded so foreign coming out of him.

" Because you're the one I wanted here. You're the one I want to be in this place with."

Eddie felt better. But he was still upset. " Why?"

You hesitated for a second. "Please…please look at me."

Eddie met your gaze with tears in his eyes. He blinked them away and saw that you were already crying.

" Because Eddie. I want you. I want you so bad that it hurts. I never wanted anyone as much as I want you. But I can't lose myself again. I can't…I won't."

Eddie reached over to catch your tears. His hand cupping your face felt so good that it made you cry a little harder.

" When I got to the hotel and ended things, I wasn't completely honest with you. I should have said that the kiss broke me. I should have said that all I needed was time to put myself back together. But I lied. I didn't have feelings for someone else. Back then, I wouldn't dream of looking at anyone the way I looked at you."

Eddie scooted closer.

" Billy was there for me. And he was there after the concert…for weeks he was by my side. Comforting me and holding me while I cried for you. He was there as I mourned for our relationship. He never tried anything or got physical…he was just there. And I wish he wasn't. God Eddie, I wish it was Elio or my brother. But it wasn't. It was him. He helped me find myself again. And I love him for that… I'm thankful for it. Now…now I'm good. I'm better. I'm happy."

" What does that mean for us?"

" It means I want to be your friend. I want to take things slow. We rushed everything before. We wanted each other so bad that we didn't think about what being apart would do to us. And it broke us. It pulled us away from each other and did a lot of damage…I know how I want this to end. And I think it's the same for you."

" It is."

You gave him a half hearted smile. " I think we just need to give it time. Build up the relationship again. Learn how to be around each other again. Like before we got together…I know we can't do movie nights like before. Or spend time with one another like we used to. But I want this to work this time. I want this to be it for us. I want it to finally be right. Because Eddie, I want to fix what went wrong. I would rather work on us than to do this all over again with someone else. I want…you….just you."

Eddie closed his eyes and finally let his tears fall. That's all he had been wanting to hear since the day in the hotel. He wished so hard, prayed every night for it. Now it was going to happen. The time had finally come that he could try this again.

He felt your hand on his cheek wiping away his tears. He brought your hand that he was holding to his lips. When he looked at you again he gave you a small smile.

" Angel, we'll do whatever you want. Whatever you need from me, I'll do it. If you want me to hold you. I will. If you just want to sit and talk, we will. Whatever you say, I'll listen. Whenever you need me, I'm here. For us…for you."

You stood up and pulled him to his feet. " Let's go to bed."

Eddie held you all night. There was nothing else to say right now. Both of you need this trip. Needed this night to just be. So many nights spent without each other was torture. But right now. The way his body felt next to yours. And yours next to his was everything. As you fell asleep you held him tighter. Breathing him in.

When Eddie finally heard your soft moans he kissed your forehead.

" We're gonna make it baby. No one and nothing is going to stop us now."

…

The next few days were spent just like the first. Hanging out enjoying the beautiful weather and each other's presence. With little moments that happened often. The ones where Eddie would get close. The ones where a hug lasted just a little longer every time. The moments where even though you guys were just friends, somehow always finding ways to touch each other. Sometimes it would just be a hand on the small of your back. Or shoulders touching while you walked. It was a small amount of touching. But it was perfect. The best ones were when you would be sitting outside, chairs pulled as close as they could be listening to music. The backs of your hands would touch. Fingers would caress one another's. It got to the point where it happened without a second thought. You didn't know you were doing it. But Eddie's heart filled every time it happened. You were happy and content how things were. And that's all he could ever ask for.

Two days before Eddie was going to go back to the states, you guys all went out to a fancy dinner then dancing after. You had bought a new light blue green dress. With brand new matching 3 inch heels. All of you guys got dressed to the nines for this incredibly fancy restaurant. Elio looked amazing in his suit. Especially since he started growing his hair out. However, he had nothing on what Eddie emerged from the bathroom in.

Your eyes started from the bottom up.

He had the black matte dress shoes. Tied tight with a perfect bow. His slacks were slim fit. But they weren't too tight. Well only where it counted. His bulge was slightly showing. When he turned to put on his chain wallet you caught a glimpse of he perfect little ass. These pants hug it just right, making your core tremble. You continued checking him out. His silver belt buckle stood out against his black on black outfit. His button up shirt was tickled in and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. The silver of his rings nearly matching his belt. Your mouth parted seeing a few of the top buttons of his shirt were loose. Showing off a little of his chest hair. It was open just enough to catch a glimpse of one of his tattoos. You tugged at your bottom lip as your eyes went up to his thick long neck, that still had his silver balled necklace and pic. Finally your eyes settled on his face. His hair was in a low bun, that was held up by your stolen scrunchie. With trendles of curls that were too short to reach the tie, framing his beautiful face. He was utterly and completely stunning.

When Eddie finally was ready he caught you staring at him. When his eyes met yours you quickly looked away and blushed like a tomato. He chuckled to himself. So happy that he got the outfit just for you. Just for tonight. Sure Elio was going to be joining you two for dinner but it didn't matter to him. He was happy to finally do something he'd been wanting to do since your first visit in LA. Take you out on a proper date. Though it wasn't one. He chose to believe it was.

You cleared your throat. " Ready guys?"

Elio clapped his knees and stood up. " Let's go. I'm starving."

You looked at Eddie and he gave you such a gorgeous smile. Showing you all his laugh lines. You smiled back just as big and then this guy did something that had you weak in the knees. The fucker winked at you. You felt your knees buckle and you were trying to grab something to catch yourself but Eddie was right there. Holding you in his arms.

You were so embarrassed that you couldn't look him in the eye. You stared at his necklace and put a hand on his chest. The heat of his skin felt good. Too good.

" You okay Angel."

" Umm y-yeah. Just ummm a little dizzy. Need some food."

He smirked and put a hand on the back of your head while leaning in so that he could whisper in your ear. "Liar."

You playful pushed him away. " Eddieeee. Stop it."

He laughed, holding you firmly to his chest. " You look beautiful Angel."

You finally hugged him back. " No you."

Eddie leaned so that your faces were only inches away.

There was another moment. Eddie bore into your eyes so deep that you felt like his soul was looking at yours.

Elio cleared his throat. " Guys seriously. Come on. If my parents catch you. I'm so dead. And so are you."

Eddie chuckled and let you go.

…

" Cobblestone and high heels do not mix."

Elio shook his head. " I told you Hun."

" Well now I'll listen to you from now on."

You guys were walking back to the house after a super great night. Dancing the night away with Eddie and Elio was a perfect way to spend Eddie's last few nights. But now the pathway was kicking your ass. You tried to watch where you were going. But by now you've twisted your ankle about 3 times. Eddie had a firm hold on your waist just in case you wouldn't fall.

" Walking like bambi Angel." Eddie teased.

You twisted your ankle again and yelped.

" That's it I'm going barefoot!"

You stopped walking and leaned on Eddie so you could take your shoes off. But Eddie had a different idea.

"Hop on my back. I'll give you a piggyback ride."

You looked up at him." Seriously? No. I'm wearing a dress. Plus, I'll squash you."

Eddie grabbed your hip and dug his fingers in. Not too hard but hard enough to get you to see what he was about to say seriously.

" Y/n I swear to God. If you keep saying shit like that…." He leaned in and whispered in your ear. Grabbing your neck loosely with his free hand. " I'll take off my belt and spank you."

Oh shit!

Instead of giving him any indication that what he said really turned you the fuck on. You decide to play his game.

" I would say you can spank and choke me whenever you want. But.." you leaned in closer to his face, feeling his grip on your neck tighten. " Friends don't do that."

Eddie hung his head and dropped his hand. You had made him so God damn hard he could have fucked you right then and there. But he liked this little game. So he decided to keep it up.

" You're being naughty Angel…I like it…keep talking like that…." He looked at you pulling your hips to his. Pushing his erection against your tummy. " And I'll fuck you so hard, that all of Italy will know my name."

You pushed back harder. Moving his bangs so that you can see his face better. " Then I better be good then….or…" you move your face so close that your lips were almost touching. " Maybe I'll just be a little brat."

You moved to kiss his cheek and pulled away.

Eddie sighed. You were so fucking hot when you acted like this.

You started to walk away but he grabbed your wrist and pulled you into his arms again. This time lifting you up. Carrying you bridal style.

" Eddieee!"

" Shhh Angel…you're not heavy."

You blushed and looked away. Letting him carry you until you were finally at the front door. Elio smirked at you two.

" If you guys have sex tonight. You better be quiet."

" E!!"

Elio laughed. " I'm just saying."

Eddie gave you a smirk. " I can't promise anything."

" Edward Eugene Munson!"

Eddie winced as he put you down. " Ahhh. Okay. Okay. I'm sorry."

You scoffed and rolled your eyes. Elio opened the door for you and you walked in.

" Friends don't have sex E." You said, glancing back at Eddie.

Eddie frowned while Elio nudged you.

" Sometimes they do."

You rolled your eyes again and stomped off to your room.

You sat on the bed trying to get a hold of yourself.

Why did I do that? We're supposed to be going slow.

You have been so good these past few days. But fucking Eddie Munson made it so hard to not want him.

Maybe just this one time you could.

No!

You sighed, taking off your shoes. You grabbed your pajama shirt and went to take a bath. As you laid there you started caressing your thighs and softly massaged your breasts. Imagining Eddie's big rough hands touching you. You dipped your hand down and started rubbing gentle circles around your hardened nub. Your head fell back slowly and you moaned softly as you pinched your nipple.

" Eddie." You sighed.

You added more pressure and fluttered your finger towards your entrance. Spreading your slick back up towards your clit. This time rubbing a little faster and with more pressure.

Breathy sighs fell out when your mouth parted.

" Mmm Ed's…I want you so bad." You whispered.

Sliding your fingers inside felt okay. But only one set of hands would make it feel incredible.

You repeat his name over and over again to yourself. With your hips bucking as you dug deeper into yourself.

The small knot in your tummy got tighter the closer you got to your release. You sucked on your bottom lip pulling at your nipple, picture Eddie tugging it with his teeth. Then what sent you over the edge was hearing him say. 'That's it. That's my good girl…just like that…cum for me.'

After your orgasm you felt a little better. Feeling like you could finally think clearly. By the time you actually got out your fingers and toes were all pruny. You wrapped your hair up and pulled on your shirt and panties. When you walked to your room you turned on the radio and went outside. With your eyes closed you raised your arms and stretch your slightly sore muscles stepping over the threshold. Suddenly you felt a warm rough hand trailing up the back of your thigh over your ass. You looked over and Eddie was sitting there with his hair down and just in pajama bottoms. His eyes were focused on your bottom and he gave it a little tap then grabbed it.

" Fuckin' love your ass."

You dropped your arms and started running your nails up his bicep, then down just past his elbow. Going back up again.

Eddie stood up and faced you. Still with a firm grip on your bottom, he leaned closer.

" You know what else of yours I love?"

You gulped. Guessing the whole 'taking it slow' is off the table. Not that you could complain right now.

" Hmmm?"

He let go of ass and moved around you. Dragging his hand across your soft tummy until he was behind you.

When you came out and stretched, Eddie knew you had been a bad girl. You only stretched like that when your body got stiff when you came. He also sensed the calmness that you got after. And he was jealous. He wanted to be the one who made you cum.

So he decided that even though your beautiful hands made you cum once. He was going to make you cum on his tongue. Then on his cock.

When he was finally settled behind you he bent his knees a little and ran his hands up from the back of your knees to the front of your thighs.

" I love these thighs…so soft and thick."

You dragged your teeth on your bottom lip and closed your eyes.

Eddie grinned when he felt your raised skin.

" I also love this belly."

His hands went under your shirt. Digging his fingers into your puggy flesh.

His hands went back down and he pulled at your hips so that he could press himself on you.

" I love your back."

His hand went from your hips up your back. Then up to the back of your neck. You felt his soft lips press a gentle kiss there.

" And your neck. Mmmm. Love that."

Your core trembled as he went higher and pulled the towel off your head. Damp locks falling down.

Eddie dropped the towel and grabbed a fist full of your hair. Not pulling it. Just holding it close to your head.

" I love your hair and how it always smells so good."

You heard him breathe you in. Then suddenly he let go and grabbed your breast. Massaging them ever so gently.

" And these…fuck…I looove these."

You whimpered a little when he pinched your hardened buds.

Eddie moved his face so that his lips barely touched your earlobe.

" But my absolute favorite part of you…"

You gasped as he snaked one of his hands down between your legs. Pressing hard on your clothed bundle of nerves.

" This…god I love this…it's so perfect. I love the way it hugs my cock. I love how wet and a fuckin' warm it is."

Your body shivered at his touch. Core throbbing. Aching to be stretched and filled to the brim with his seed.

But Eddie was having too much fun with your body that you thought you would say what you loved about him.

You pulled away out of his grasp and turned around. Your fingers laced in his curls as his hands held onto your waist. You gently scratch his scalp making him dig his fingers into your flesh.

" I love your curls. It was like they were made to wrap around my fingers."

You freed one hand, cupping his jaw. Running your thumb across his lips.

" I adore these lips. And what comes out of them."

You lifted to your toes and kissed Eddie's favorite spot. Just below his jaw line. Then your fingers traced his tattoos. Cause goosebumps in their wake.

" Your ink is insane. I just love touching them…especially this one."

You moved to the one on his ribs. Your eyes catching Eddie's Adam's apple bob. His breath quickened when both hands were now on his narrow hips.

" Just love these….they fight perfectly between my legs."

Eddie groaned when you dragged your nails from the back to the middle. Touching his happy trail.

" Love this little patch."

Eddie softly chuckled while you played with it.

You stared the his chest. And the moment of teasing each other passed for you. Feeling a bit shy now. You moved away from the sexual stuff and went on about something more personal. Your hands when back up. One went for his hair again and the other laid flat over his heart. You looked up into his big brown eyes.

" But what I love the most is between these two." You lifted to your toes as Eddie put a hand on the small of your back and held your elbow. You pulled his head down gently and kissed his forehead.

" I love your mind. And how crazy and sweet it could be."

You planted your feet back on the ground and looked at your hand over his heart.

" And this…I truly love this. I love how big it is and how you put all of it into everything you do."

Eddie licked his lips. Your words made him swoon. No one has ever liked let alone loved all of him like you did. Well at least no one ever said it before. Or even said it out loud that he actually believed it. But here you were. Speaking as if it was the only truth you knew.

" Angel…I…" he sighed and started rubbing your shoulders. " I want to say I love you. And I want to take you into that room... I want to make love to you so bad….but…I want to do what you want to do. I don't want you to feel like that's all I want from you."

You pressed your lips together and started outlining his tattoo on his ribs again. You wanted all that too.

" I think we needed this trip Angel…I think…no I know that being here with you has been the best time of my life. You have been so sweet and just so damn perfect these few days. That I remembered why I fell in love with you in the first place."

" Eds…I want this." You move your hand from his curls over to his heart. " I want this forever. But as much as I want us to be together. We have to take our time."

" I know we do. But Angel, you have my heart. You've always had it. It's yours to do with whatever you want. If you just surrender yours to me again. I promise. I won't hurt you. Never again."

You pulled away and started for the room. That hurt him. He hated when you pulled away from him.

" Eds?"

He turned to look at you.

" You coming?"

He nodded and followed you into the room. He closed the balcony door while you went to light a candle and turned the radio a little louder. After you turned off the light and met him on the bed. You both sat in the middle of it and stared at each other. Eddie don't want to be the one to make the first move. Just in case you didn't want to go there with him yet. So he just sat there waiting.

For a second you thought to just lay with him. Like how you used to. But your need for him out ruled every thought of not doing this. You took off your shirt and looked down, placing your hands on your knees. Eddie reached for your chin and lifted it so you could look at him.

" You're so beautiful baby."

You sucked in a small breath. " Kiss me Eds."

He leaned in and gave your a sweet but quick kiss before he checked to see if you were okay.

" No. Kiss me like you mean it. Show me how much you-"

Eddie cut you off by getting to his knees and pulled you up to yours. He held you tightly by your hip and the back of your head. This kiss was absolutely beautiful. He never kissed you with such need and love. It made you whimper and hold onto him. He laid you down and still kissed you with such a passion. It made your skin rise again. He finally let up so you guys could breathe.

" Can I taste you?" He said into your mouth.

You bit your lip and nodded.

Eddie gave you one last kiss before making his way down your body. With your body quivering when he left a trail of moistened kiss across your chest. When he got down to your panties he placed a tender kiss on your mound. He laced his calloused fingers under the elastic and pulled them off. He brought them up to his nose after and took a big whiff.

" Mmmm. God you smell so good."

You brought your thumb to your mouth and chewed on your nail. Blushing at his words.

Eddie smiled at you and lifted your knees to a bend.

" So...so damn beautiful Angel."

He kissed your knees while spreading your legs apart. His big thick fingers ran through your slick folds.

" Oh look at you. So fuckin' wet." He cooed. " Such a perfect pussy."

"Mmm...It's yours."

He looked at you with a smirk. " Is it?"

" Uh huh...All yours. "

"Sh-shit...Yeah it's mine....all mine."

You moaned as quietly as you could as he laid his tongue flat on your cunt and slowly licked up to your clit.

" Fuuu…So...so sweet."

Your giggles made him look up.

" What?"

" Do I taste like peaches?"

Eddie chuckled before he lapped again. " Mmmm…actually yeah."

You giggled again. You were gonna say something else but covered your mouth to stifle your moans when he put his fingers into your aching warmth. He went painfully slow as he flicked his tongue on your hardened nub. sucking and massaging it. Your hips started to swivel but Eddie used his free hand to stop you.

" Eds?" You whimpered.

" I know baby. I know. But you have to be patient. I want to take my time with you."

You nodded and relaxed.

" That's it Angel. Let me take care of you."

You hummed softly as he sucked, licked, and pumped. Every hair stood up on your body when you felt the build deep in your core. Legs shaking, hands wrapped in his perfect hair. Close. You were close.

Eddie felt it and coaxed you further. He was like a starved man. Even when his jaw and neck started to hurt, he powered through it. He didn't care about the pain. All he wanted was to make sure you were feeling good.

45 minutes and 3 big orgasms later. You finally asked him to stop. When he pulled away he climbed up your body and put his full weight on you. Resting his head on your chest. Your fingertips ran up and down his back. While you stretched out your foot you felt a cold wet spot. You quickly pulled your leg back to a bend.

"Eds? Did you cum on the bed?"

He turned his head kissing your chest.

" Yeah I'm sorry. You just tasted so good and your little moans just got me."

" I wanted to do that."

He looked up at you. Pressing his growing erection against your thigh.

" Still can Angel."

You tugged at your lip." Can I be-"

You yelped as he rolled off of you pulling you on him.

He smirked. " Yeah. You can be on top."

You sat up and looked down at him. Eddie's mouth was slightly open as he massaged your breast. Lifting to your knees, you balanced yourself using his arms. Aligning his hardened length with your pulsating warmth.

Eddie pressed his lips together to stop a loud grunt from escaping when you lowered yourself.

The first thrust was always so incredible. Every inch of you was sensitive. Your head fell back as Eddie's tip worked its way through you.

Heaven was a place on earth and it was between your legs. Eddie was lucky enough to even get a taste of it. But now you were letting him have it. It felt like he didn't deserve the pleasure or the happiness you were blessing him with. Seeing you and feeling you was all he wanted since your birthday. Since the second he got off the plane. Now he was finally where he was supposed to be. Where he was always meant to be. With you.

Settled in his lap you looked at him. You wanted to say those three little words so bad. But being that you guys seemed to be friends with benefits right now. It really didn't seem right to say. Eddie noticed your slight withdrawal and sat up. While wrapping an arm around your waist, his free hand moved your hair behind your shoulder.

" What is it Angel?"

You looked at his lips and started playing with his curls.

" There was umm. A song on the new album. "

Eddie asked which one. Knowing exactly the one you were thinking.

" Always."

Eddie started to stroke your back. " Yeah?"

Your eyes met his. " I really liked it…you sounded genuinely sad…not that I-I like when you're sad or anything. I-." You hung your head and sighed feeling stupid. " I just thought it was really good."

" Y/n I was sad when I wrote it."

You met his eyes again. " Why?"

He gave you a quick soft kiss with both pairs of eyes still open. When he pulled away, he looked back and forth between your eyes.

" Because I wrote it for you."

" You did?"

Eddie was distracted for a split second when you started rolling your hips. His hands fell down to hold on to them.

" Y-yeah. Most of my songs are either about you. Or for you."

" But why were you sad about this one?"

Eddie tried to focus on your question. " I-I wanted you to know that…I'm with you…always. No matter what. Even when you don't want me."

You started rocking a little faster, searching not for your release. But for his. You wanted it more than anything right now. To be the one who made him feel good. The way he always made you feel. Not just during sex. But outside of it.

" Sing it to me?" You asked in a small unsure voice.

Eddie's breath picked up as you set a steady pace with your movements. He swallowed thickly and tried his best.

🎵

I am with you always

From the darkness of night until the morning

I am with you always

From life until death takes me

When hope seems lost down and lowly

I am here with you always.

🎵

You closed your eyes and met his forehead with yours. As he tried to sing the rest of the song, you felt a knot forming low in your belly.

His lyrics were pulling not only at your heartstrings but serenading your orgasm. Asking for it. Begging for it. And you wanted to give in. But you held back. For him.

Your little whimpers and sighs were amazing. And by the way your warmth clenched him made him choke up a bit while he still tried to sing. Then when you started to move slowly again, Eddie nearly exploded. He buried his face in your neck trying, praying so that he could hold it. To last longer than just a few minutes. He grunted and cursed.

Eddie felt your warm breath on his ear.

" Eds please. You have to be quiet. "

" Sh-shit. S-sorry. It's just…fuuuck."

You pushed him down against the mattress and captured his mouth with yours. His hands slithered down to your bottom. With a firm grip he lifted your ass up and let you drop back down. With him bucking his hips to go deeper.

You gasped into his mouth when you felt his head hit a sweet spot. Eddie lifted to kiss you this time. So that you could be quiet. He did that over and over again.

You pulled away from his lips and buried your face into his neck.

" Eds?" You said just above a whisper. " Please. Please cum. I want it"

He squeezed his eyes shut and leaned his cheek on your forehead.

" C-cum with me baby."

You nodded and let go. As you slowly came you sat up once more and put your palms on his chest. Using him to steady yourself as you kept up the little hop and rolling of your hips.

Feeling Eddie twitch inside you made you cum come harder. You closed your eyes and bit your lip rocking until you were just about spent. Eddie's body tensed as your warm velvet walls throbbed around him. Claiming every last drop of his release as your own.

Your body shook uncontrollably as you both finished. When you rolled off you were panting. Eddie draped his arm around your chest and snuggled up against you. Running your nails across his forearm you hummed.

Eddie smiled and kissed your shoulder.

Just before you fell asleep you heard Eddie whisper an I love you.

You wanted to say it back. Maybe you should have. But you weren't ready.

Not yet Ed's. But I do too....always

…

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lowlyroach · 11 months

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336) Fuckin' Sick.

Another sleepless night

I stay awake

Wait for you by the lake

Belly of Brandy

Once a week

Make me creep

Will you touch my hand?

Poke at my chest?

Leave me shirtless?

Soaked by sprinklers?

Fuck you

Fuck me

Give me everything

Take my sleep

I'll get by with blisters on my feet

I walk barefoot to my car

Step on pebbles

Every step is worth it

No matter how much it hurts

I'll tip toe across asphalt

You call me when you're ready

You laugh when I haven't even done anything

I sprint into view and stand beneath the lamppost

I pose

Laughter

Your laughter is sunlight

It's the greatest feeling in the world

To be by your side

You show me your new tattoo

While you tie your shoe on the fire hydrant

You tie your hair up

I stare are you do it, mesmerized

I tuck my laces into my shoes

I whisper to the schizophrenic spiders

I pick up from a bush

You yell at me because you can't hear what I'm saying

Is she on to us?

We almost got her

Quiet down guys she's going to hear you

She's pretty amazing, right?

You tell me I can't talk to them anymore

We try to web you up

Hit your nose ring

We're aiming for your neck like a garrote

We take a walk down to a nearby high school

When I whisper you tell me to yell

So I start yelling the lies I was whispering

You chide me

Don't yell them if they're lies

I have so much fun with you

Making you laugh is wonderful

Until your head is in your hands with giggles

A small bird lands nearby

I say he's just a friendly lil guy

You say he's probably going to die

He isn't flying away

You say the bird and I are the same

Just- not the death part

When I'm 95, we agree to die together

Triple digits only 5 years away?

We can make it.

Let's live for 75 more years together.

I'll love you all the same.

I promise it.

You threaten to push me in the canal

I stand next to the edge daring

You don't

You threaten to push me over in the grass

You couldn't

Obviously, I'm too strong

Impossibly strong, even

You shoulder check me and I fake a tumble

You admonish me laying in the dirt

You brush the leaf off my back

You threaten to walk home

I call the bluff

You turn back

Grab my arm

Unhand me!

But touch me please, grab onto me!

It's all I have ever wanted

You say I'm small

I'M AVERAGE

Just like that frog

Or the bird

Or the tattoo

Or the alligator

Just an average

Good size

A regular size

You are adamant that it's puny

I agree

Don't say 'yeah' like that

We walk back and

hold hands

I am brimming with joy

Someone kill me now

I'll die the happiest man alive

Then we hold pinkies

You point out when I bring you close

I really wasn't meaning to!

But you say it's cool so..

sick

I'm doing it on purpose now, for sure

You say you're about to pass out

I offer to carry you

We rest at the gableblo

I pretend to be an alpha male

WHICH I AM

Of course

I'm tough, I'm cool

I don't s-stammer my words

I know how to pick up chicks

I get mad amounts of babes

Laid on the daily

I have huge muscles

I'm NOT insecure

I strike a pose

Sometimes, you try to copy them

So, you on the menu?

Let's start over.

Want to have sex?

One more time.

I want you inside me

Wait-

Oh, that one's okay?

Laughter

Your joy is contagious

We look at constellations

I finish endlessly trailing thoughts

Accidentally cut you off

You never finish the thought

Tell me what you were saying! I'm sorry!

I was just thinking out loud!

I get real close to your face

Brim of my hat on your head

We stare at each other wordlessly

Try to fit each other into the light

I squash my imaginary spiders

So that you won't walk home just yet

You get closer as I lean against the railing

Even closer as we look at the stars

You say you'd fight me and as I ready up

Spread my arms out wide

You-

Unexpectedly lean in

Oh, God,

Let me live here forever

I wrap my arms around you

Rub your shoulder and back

With the cruel right-hand

I don't think about it

You rub my forearm

My bicep

My elbow

Is this okay?

You say it is

fuckin' cool,

sick.

Someone kill me now, again!

I'll die the happiest man alive

You're rocking your hip into my thigh

I can't tell if it's on purpose or not

You shift and stop

Bend your back slightly

I must admit, I did look a little

I hold you tight

My hand presses against your stomach

You comment how warm it is

How large they are

I ask if it's okay

You say it is

Again I respond

oh, fuckin',

sick

Let me live here forever, like it's the last time

You're going to walk home again

I'm going to walk away again

What a lovely and awful feeling

Always too short

As we leave you

Thank me for loving you

I say 'Yeah, I love you so much'

And

YOU

SAY

BACK

I am brighter than every star

I am as infinite as the universe

I am-

Soaking Wet.

As the sprinklers turn in our direction

You get behind me, trying to pull me away

But only end up using me as a shield

Right after you said that!

You brat!

I get blasted with water

I only want to hug you more

What a beautiful moment

Let it define me, forever

I'll keep you safe from the water

We walk back and hold hands again

I bring you close

You pinch me

That'll be your new thing, you say

We hug twice

I just don't want to let you go

I sigh out my wow's on the walk back

I touch my own skin like it's ethereal

Imagine you touching my face

My heart flutters, I just want to hold you again

What a beautiful world

To exist with you in it

The backlash creeps in quickly

So, I start begging God

Say a prayer to divinity I don't believe in

Isn't he supposed to be love?

Then why can't I have this always?

Say my vows?

Or is he plague and famine?

Or maybe I'm just some

Dumb ape

You call me on the drive back

I read to you when I get home

listen to you rustle as you fall asleep

Make small noises, small movements

I rest my eyes while I listen

Keep alarms blaring in my ears so I stay awake

When you hang up suddenly, I get up

Late for work

Too busy listening to you

Pretending I am there.

#writing #poem #poetry #spilled ink #twcpoetry #poeticstories #so fucking wordy but I still feel like I want more packed in TIGHT packed in there fuckin TIGHT really put all the words i can in there #really seriously just gonna fill it with so many words until i can't use any more on you really just packin it in. classic wordy ass poem #you are so !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#so wordy just shut up!

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missorigamimk · 1 year

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'' I don't mind suffering,as long you're next to me''

Warnings ; Fictional, NIjiro Imagine , Blood, Ilnness, Cancer,Fluff,Sexual Content,Consentual, Drama, Fictional Phone Numbers&Email Contacts!!!

1. the START

Good Morning.

You have called Dr. Love Dr. Shuntaro For appointments & therapy sessions; Mon-Friday- 08:00 - 14:00 & 17:00-21:00

Emergency Phone : +8148-837-2222

Contact : [email protected]

Central Tokyo Clinic Office ; info@ctjpnshuntaro

That's the voice mail of his Professional Number...One of the most Known Doctors in Japan.

One of the Best Therapy Doctor in Tumours , Cancer etc

Monday , June 12th 2020

08:16 pm

It was such a chilling morning , the dawn was so beautifull but also cold! The mist was around the atmospere and my bedroom was so wet and not cozy at all. But as i was warm inside my warm bed and pillow i was refusing to get up. But I had to. I had to get up in order to have my medical examinations result.

Three days ago i had a test done because i had something like a little ball inside my right chest and that was excactly was scared of. Cancer. It was small though, but at the same time it freaked out.

I got up in a hurry, i made a hot cup of coffee , having some quick snack , made my hair little messy but cute , i put some light make up and wore almost every wool coat on me. I grabbed my car keys and off the door.

I made it to the Clinic that i was 72 hours before.

It was a little crowded , some patients waiting for their check up, others were crying , i suppose that broke my heart. Bad results sad news .Oh God. I am just 40 years old. !!! I don't wanna die from that damn illness ! Not Yet ! I walked at the Front Desk , like i was already...dead

"Goodmorning"

"Good morning . How can I help you" ?

" I...I am here -- I just had some check ups 3 days ago and i came to give me the results...its for..-

" Yeah, I'llsee your Medical Records here. Are they for X-Rays ?

"yeah..."

"Gimme your name please"

" It's Dion Bone"

She did just 4-5 seconds to find my File from this Data base but seemed to me like a century.

"Ok. Here you are. Let me print this 4 you. I'll need your Insurance Number . OK"

"Sure."

"Have you got any other treatments before, or have you been checked up in other Clinics'?

"ahhh Nope i haven't..."

"Ok. Don't worry. Our team has the best Doctors here. "

"If you say so..."

"Alright. She sighs. Here it is. "

She gave me a large yellow folder with all papers in it, and some white Page with a list of Doctors i could visit and have my therapy.

"So, you're done from here. You can go to the Doctors office to see your exams?"

"Yeah"

"Dr. Shuntaro is On Duty today. His office is at your right hand at the end of the Hall. : OK?

" Great...thank you"

" Have a nice day, and please....stay calm. She winked.

Panic and stress is never good for whatever..."

"I'll try" I replied and i grab my staff heading through the big problem that was in front of me and my health.

My steps was like a zombies....slow,stiff and almost ready to collapse. I had already pulpitations .

His door was in front of me and i couldn't - just didn't want to knock it. I stood there for about 2 min without doing a move forward or backwards.... I was ready to go , suddenly his voice heard behind the close door.

" OK. Mrs Tale. Have a good morning. I'll see you next week"

I run to hide behind a thick wall , sneaking looks in his door.

I was acting like idiot , as if he was the Satan himself.

What i was affraid of? Any given result, bad or not , i had to know.

He opened the white heavy door and his voice was closer.

"Bye! Don't forget your medicine dear!"

He came out walking to the front desk .

"Hey What's Up Macy?"

"Hey Dr. How are you doing?"

"Not bad. I just wanna some coffee in my veins! I didn't had anything yet. I woke up very fast today ... i feel like sleepy!"

"A-ha Chishiya , you must have some days off you know!"

Yes! Take some days off will ya ! Gimme a break !"

I thought while i was already walking through the back exit.

I heard his footsteps coming my way.

"Can I help you."?

"SHIT!" He saw me...

I looked back as i turned and i saw him.

Dr. Shuntaro himself.

I felt more stressed than i was before. Almost frozen

I-I...."Actually...Ye-Yes"

"I'm Dion Bone. I just had some exams and i want you to see these"

"Sure. Please, come inside" he said pointing his office entrance

He made a small step to enter but he stopped and turned to my face

"Oh. Sorry for being so rude. Would you like some coffee"?

" Aahhh... ok"

"Macyyy!! Can you please get some coffee for Dion"?

"Sure!" She yelled.

"He smiled . Alrighty. Please....( hand gesture welcoming to his office)

He placed his coffee on his desk , he sat down , comfortably at his white leather chair.

"So, What exams are they?

I handed him the large envelope and he opened it carefully with his delicate hands.

"Hhmmm . X-Rays"

"Breast Cancer X-Rays"...

He was looking at them without talking much , he was fully concetrate on this.

In all this time , i was just sitting there, frozen,scared and panicking.

"Miss. Bone. Your exams are not so bad. There is indeed a tumour in your right breast but as i can see it's curable. Oh yeah, let me check an....- yes it is. If you start your therapy right now it's absolutely curable. So, you don't have to afraid."

" Are you sure Dr.? I am - I am ... a tear started to make an appearance....40 years old and I don-

"You are not going to. Do you hear me? You're going to be Fine!"

"Come here. He pushed the paper closer so i can also see

"Do you see this?" He pointed with his index finger some area from the X , i swear i could't understand a single thing but he was a doctor so i guess i should show some trust!

" Your tumour is here. It's 0.2 inch , which means it;s not have growing yet' We can easily make it ...gone !:

"What about metastasis Doc?"

"Metastastis isn't something we must concern now"OK?

I sighed. "Ok" "When we should start my therapy"?

"Well, what about tomorrow'? "Unless you wanna have some second opinion..i mean...if you've already"

"No No! Do you mean if i have another Doctor? NO!'

"Yes. If that's so, i don;'t have any problem"

" No...You are my....First. I mean , in Medical's Issues!"

" I got you. I'm going to give ya some prescription ok. I want you to stay away from stress, anxious and bad mindset."

" Would you do this?"

" I will do my best"

"That's it"

He smiled to me so sweet so calming that is like it was the first relaxing thing i needed that moment....

"Thank you so much 4 your help Dr."

I stood up my chair , grabbing my purse and ready to go.

" Oh. Just a moment. Here. "

He passed me his tiny Medical ID card with the Phone Number and Email.

" Here's the way to find me. In Case you need some advice"

" Thank you so much again . Bye. See you soon!"

"Let me walk you out"

He opened the door for me , and i felt his hand on my back.

"Bye. See ya!" He winked his right eye...and smiled again.

PART 2 COMING SOON !!

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unimatrix-420 · 1 year

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I was in a minor car accident last night and it only reaffirmed my faith.

For the past year now almost, I've begun falling asleep at the drop of a hat at random times throughout the day. It's worst after I've eaten something, which made me think it was a blood sugar thing, so I radically changed my diet (it hasn't been easy, either, let me tell you!) but it's still been happening. Of course I have severe obstructive sleep apnea too, but this is a new development and I wasn't sure the apnea was entirely the problem. I'm talking, I can be standing upright having a conversation with someone and in the middle of it fall asleep and almost topple over! It's been miserable, it's been a complete nightmare.

And it's never happened while I've been driving. Until last night.

One minute I was awake doing 60 down the highway, the next minute I was diving into the steep median trying to keep the car under control and praying I didn't die or hurt someone else.

And looking back on the events of last night, there were so many circumstances that made me realize I had God with me that whole time. Otherwise I don't see how it couldn't have been worse.

My car insurance had lapsed, and I got it reinstated before leaving the house yesterday. And my husband also made me put service back on my phone, which it hadn't had for like a week.

On top of that, somehow, it was like the car helped me with maneuverability. I know it sounds crazy, but as I was barreling down the median, the car tossed left and right a little but the wheel never left my hands. And as I slammed on the brakes, they never locked up but instead found traction, which is what slowed me down eventually. The car had to be towed out of the median but I was able to drive it back home with nothing else wrong but a loose vacuum tube.

At the scene, one of the drivers who'd been in front of me turned around and came back to make sure I was okay and called 911. He stayed there with me the whole time, even when the police officer arrived. I don't say this next part lightly because you guys who have followed me for awhile probably know how I feel about the police in general, and I'll still say that had I been black or anything other than passably white, things may not have gone as smoothly as they did. But that officer did not give me a hard time, he didn't insist on a breathalyzer or make it sound like he thought I was under the influence of drugs; he swept his flashlight around the inside of my car but didn't insist on searching it; he accepted a photo of my ID rather than my actual ID (which was still in the car). He didn't write me a ticket, nor did he file any police reports.

I am most grateful of all that no one else was hurt or killed because of me. My conscience could never recover from that. It's things like this that happen in my life that reaffirm my faith in Christ -- looked at individually, all of the steps I took from before I left the house to the moment I ended up in that median appear only to be coincidence. But looking at the larger picture and feeling in my heart that some divine power was with me in that moment, I am convinced my God was not ready to call me home just yet. There is still more for me to do here. 🙏

If you've read this all the way, thank you and God bless you. I hope your days are wonderful and your evenings cozy and filled with love and comfort. 💖

#personal #blog #health #healthcare #sleep apnea #osa #obstructive sleep apnea #blood sugar #sugar #car accident #religion #religious #christianity #orthodoxy #orthodox christian #faith #miracles

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alaffy · 1 year

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Vampire Academy, Ep.5 – Near Guard, Far Guard

Halfway through the season and I am begging at this point, can they please, please, please find somebody who can set up a shot? For the love of God, just….I cannot stand the way this show is done. It just jumps all over the place, even the most…a shot that is supposed to be dramatic is absolutely laughable.

So, to kind of do a somewhat quick recap because…I'm sorry, I've found a good portion of this episode to be ridiculous. The five remaining Prospects are kidnapped and brought to a field. They’re told this is the next part of the test. One of them will pretend to be Moroi and the others have to protect that person. They are to hike to a place located on the map and set up defenses. Later, Bravo team will attack them. If their blood packs break, they lose. If the fake Moroi pack breaks they all loose. Rose is put in charge and they hike to the location; which is a place that is undefendable. Rose realizes this is part of the test and that maybe they’re supposed to look for somewhere else to defend. And, sure enough, there is a place nearby. Point for Rose. Well, maybe not.

Rose also gets the idea that Bravo team can’t break the blood packs, if the Prospects aren’t wearing them. However, instead of hiding them; she uses the blood packs as bait. My guess is they thought Bravo team would investigate the blood packs and they could surround them. The reality is, they just gave Bravo team easier access to the blood packs.

Not this is going to matter. See, the Moroi are showing that not a single one of them has a brain cell between them. They decide this is the perfect time to test the prospects by REALSING THE STRIGOI INTO THE WILD, hoping it will attack the Prospects. Furthermore, they decided not to tell anyone including THE GUARDIAN WHO’S RUNNING THE TEST until fifteen minutes before. They also failed to notice that the person who delivered the Strigoi into the wild FAILED TO RETURN (guess who’s now a Strigoi). And it’s at this point, I’m really wondering why the Dhampir haven’t overthrown the Moroi yet. Because we’re way past the point where the “peasants” of this society should know their “Kings” can die just like the rest; no ordained here.

So, just before the actual test, Bravo team sends out a “scout” to see if the Prospects are ready. The scout is Mikhail, Sonya’s love interest. He congratulates the Prospects on getting this far and, then like a Red Shirt stepping onto a new planet in Star Trek, is immediately killed by a Strigoi. And now there are three.

So, Victor finds out about the test and tries to stop it; but fails. Dimitri finds out about the test and goes to help the others. And, long story short, a bunch of people find out about it. And so, Lissa, Christian, Mason, Mia, and Jesse (unwillingly, of course) go the warn the Prospects. But it’s too late. Bravo team is dead and, by the time the car reaches the test sight, they only have time to say there’s danger just before Mikhail kills one of the prospects. And it looks like he may kill the others too, except Christian uses his fire powers to hold Mikhail back (wow, it’s too bad Christian is the only one there WITH POWERS). Rose tells everyone to go back to the car and starts to fight Mikhail. She is soon joined by Demitri and, long story short, Rose kills Mikhail.

Meanwhile, at the car, Lissa heals one of the Prospects; something that Mia sees and immediately knows what Lissa is because of Sonya. Also, Jesse is ready to leave everyone behind; but Meridith won’t let him. Jesse threatens Meridith, but Mia attacks him with her water powers. Of course, as he is a Royal Moroi, while she’s just a regular Moroi, there probably will be consequences.

At this point, the other Guardian show up; but it’s already too late. Rose is traumatized because she had to kill a friend. Lissa realizes that, to prevent something like this from happening again, she has to get on the council. So, she strikes a deal with Jesse to get married. But, she also tells Christian about what she has to do and they spend the night together. While Christian is sleeping, Lissa sees his hand is wounded and she heals him. However, her eyes turn black. And then, suddenly, her eyes become clear again; but we cut to Rose and her eyes are now black.

Sonya, meanwhile, cannot come to terms with the death of Mikhail. And because she’s so afraid of loosing someone else, she forcefully heals her father. And then this next point is ambiguous; but I think that’s the point. We see Sonya climb to the top of a tower and it looks like she’s about to jump off. But then her eyes turn black and she falls out of the tower and is lifted into the sky by a bunch of birds. She lives, but the birds die. So, there’s something else going on, but I’m not sure what.

But the thing that gets me, is Tatina’s speech just before Victor puts his name in as a candidate for Monarch; how she’s saying the test was a success. How so? The whole point of the test was to see if sixteen-year-old Prospects could handle a Strigoi. And while it was Rose had the final blow, that is only because of the combined efforts of the Prospects, a Guardian, and a Moroi. We also learned, considering what happened to Bravo team, if the Strigoi plan a sneak attack; you all are fucked. And, let’s not forget, that you’re low on Guardians and now, thanks to this shitshow, you have even less. Why anyone is listening to this woman at this point is beyond me.

#vampire academy #lissa dragomir #rose hathaway #sonya karp #mia karp #jesse zeklos #christian ozera #mason ashford #victor dashkov #tatiana vogel #dimitri belikov #meridith beckham

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scentedfictural · 2 years

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summary of my thoughts on The Winchesters 1.01 (but slightly to the left)

sooooooooo mad rn i wrote an entire summary of my thoughts on the spnwin premiere and then fell asleep and my laptop shutdown so now i have to do it again:

anyways (medium spnwin spoilers belooow)

- Overall I really liked the pilot. It messes with the core plot quite a bit but in a way that makes it clear that there’ll be some sort of plot twist. I’m excited to know where it goes to say the least. There was an issue with really fast pacing but I think thats usually a problem with pilots anyway so fingers crossed next week’s episode goes at a slower pace.

- I think the best part of the episode was the new characterisations of John and Mary. They feel like themselves but in fresh, new ways. John (who I hate in spn) especially, I found very compelling. because we see him start off right as all his problems do, just returned from war. The John we know is still just around the corner for him, though, and the show will probably follow him as he steps into the role (before Mary dies anyways).

I really liked Mary’s character in season 12 and 13 of Supernatural, and The Winchesters Mary has a lot of potential. She reminds me so much of Sam in season 1, wanting so badly to get out of hunting, though we know she never truly will. Of course, she is also very deanlike in general attitude, but I think the parallels with Sam got me more excited. Since it’s clear spnwin diverges from canon (for now) I wonder what it means for Mary’s character.

Carlos and Latika are great, although I don’t have much to say about them. Latika’s moment with John gave me a tiiiny sliver of hope that Mary and John would each try to escape their fated romance with other people, until they get magneted back by the forces that be. Tbh I doubt that’ll happen though (cant get my hopes too high). I kind of wanted someone to be killed off immediately but thats because I hate quads im not gonna lie.

Not loving the scooby doo van, or energy to be honest, but I can overlook it because I like the characters.

- Now, about the romance.

Please, god, the dialogue. Everything else was fine but some of the dialogue is. yikes. Mary especially is the worst offender for this with lines that feel so painfully CW (are you KIDDING ME.)

I also (no shocker here) don’t like Mary and John’s romance, i’m sorry. I really don’t feel the chemistry between them... hopefully thats on purpose? (its not). I don’t like how fast Mary warmed up to and was ready to explain the hunting life to John, it does not feel consistent with her character. I do not at all like their banter. Also I know Jensen was probably trying to sneak a little cameo in there with the nickname ‘soldier boy’ but I hate it. a lot. (that is just a personal thing though). I’m really banking on this show playing with the whole ‘destined to be together but aren’t gonna work’ thing that John and Mary have, because if it’s just Supernatural: love story edition i’m going to be very sad.

- seeing dean at the end had me smiling because he’s BACK!!!! and he’s back in the CAR!!!! Where is he? No idea. Where is he going? No idea. Does his appearance and voice over actually add anything to the story? Probably not yet. Am I happy to see him? Absolutely.

#The winchesters #spn #spnwin #the winchesters spoilers #spnwin 1x01

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xmalereader · 2 years

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Bruce Wayne X Male Reader

|| Masterlist ||

Mini crossover between Batman 2022 and Miraclous ladybug, yes I watche a childrens show, well guess what. Fuck Thomas, fuck Felix and Gabriel on season 4 final. Now, let my write my mini crossover 😌 and make myself feel happy! Also no Marinette or Adrian. They not born yet, so enjoy!

Summary: Bruce Wayne has been Batman for two years now, gaining the trust for Gotham and still learning about being a vigilante, after everything he’s been through during the riddlers chaos and befriend Selina, he can’t help but feel a little alone. So, what happens when a new copycat shows up and with a powerful mini god in hand?

Warnings: Fluff, angst, bruce doesn’t believe in magic, plagg being a little shit, miraculous theories, copy cat, bruce and reader getting along. Bruce likes plagg a lot and would probably keep him, trixx, fox Miraclous and cat Miraclous.

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“Why am I going again?” Bruce asks, adjusting his cuff links as Alfred circles him and makes sure that his suit is on properly and that no wrinkles are showing. “Gotham Museum expects you to be there, they haven’t seen you an awhile and I think it’s time that you take responsibility of your future.” Said Alfred, fixing his tie before stepping back and nodding, affirming that everything was ready and set to go.

“I’ll only be there for a short while.” Bruce mutters out. It’s been years since he’s shown his face to the press, too busy with his night activities and still mourning his parents death, that he never had time to step out and show his face. But, after the riddlers schemes occurred and the people of Gotham started to look up to Batman, he can’t help but continue on. He can’t ignore the city forever.

“All you have to do is greet everyone and then you’ll be good to return home.” Bruce mentally rolls his eyes at the idea of having to talk to people. “Fine.” He whispers, taking his coat with him and heads out of Wayne tower, taking one of his nicest cars and driving himself to Gotham museum.

He sighs deeply to himself once he sees the press lined up outside, he decides to ignore them and continue on with his life just how he did back at the funeral. He didn’t have to speak to anyone unless he was spoken to first. After handing his car over he quickly makes his way inside, ignoring the press calling out his name as he steps inside the museum where it was much more quiet.

He avoids eye contact with anyone and walks around the museum, glancing at different art and dodging different people who seemed to recognize him. Bruce had always been an anti-social and the many times Alfred had told him to socialize, we’re always ignored. He refused to speak with anyone, he’d rather be back home and doing his own business without having people prying into it. He still wasn’t ready for what’s to come, he still needed time.

As Bruce steps away from the larger parties, he finds himself in a lonely art gallery. He raised a brow as he quietly walks around, looking up and down at different art work until a specific artifact catches his attention. Inside the case sat a necklace, a pendant on it, shaped like a tail. He didn’t know exactly what it was but it seemed valuable.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?”

Bruce is startled, heading turning to see a young man standing next to him. He eyes him up and down, the other wasn’t wearing any fancy suit and didn’t look like he belonged here.

“Heard that this necklace has been around for years. It contains many stories within.” The other says again, his eyes still fixed on the necklace in front of him. “How do you know so much about it?” Bruce decided to asks.

“I know someone who is into this necklaces stories, he travels around a lot to see different artifacts, owns a few hismelf—“ He looks up to meet Bruce’s eyes. Smiling softly as his fingers tapped against his side.

Bruce glanced down at his hand, taking notice of the silver ring before focusing back on the necklace. He clears his throat and stands up straight. “It must be special and priceless to be here at the museum.” The other hums in agreement. “Yeah, but not many people seemed to take notice of it.” He shrugs. “Everyone is too busy admiring other art.” He added, letting out a sigh himself as he steps away from the case and turns around, giving the necklace one last glance.

Bruce watches him leave, confused by the way the man reacted around the jewelry. He casts a glance at the artifact, taking in its details before leaving the area himself and heading back to the party where everyone else was, as much as he dreaded the event he had no choice but to rejoin.

“Mr. Wayne!” Bruce groans silent, looking up to give off one of his fake smiles as a young women approaches him and wraps her hand around his arm. Bruce tries to shrug her off but is unable too. “Mr. Wayne it’s been awhile!” She says cheerfully, dragging him away and towards a group of successful business men.

“Mr. Wayne, how’s the company?” One man asks, giving him a smirk as Bruce responds back. “Same as usual.” He chuckles out, listening to the others laugh as well. The women who is still latched to him is able to loosen her grip on his arm, taking the advantage to pry himself away from her. He listens to the others gossip and murmur about the museums success and of there own achievements.

Bruce blocks out majority of the conversations, his attention on the same young man he had spoken too when they were alone in front of the artifact. He stuck out like a sore thumb in the crowds, making his way around and providing silent smiles. Bruce suddenly blurts out. “Who’s that?” He nods towards the other.

One of the men in the group looks over and hums. “That would be Y/n, his friend owns the museum and is always here. Heard he records the arts history and puts it in the archives.”

“So, you would say he’s important to the museum?” Bruce asks.

“Yes, very.”

Bruce frowns, looking at Y/n again who walks passed everyone. He gives his greetings and steps out of the museum, leaving the premises. For someone who is important to the museum, he did look quiet odd. The two didn’t talk much but the way he was dressed and spoke, let him know enough. The man was probably like him; wanting to avoid crowds and conversations that didn’t interest him.

The event carried on for a few hours longer, but like Bruce promised Alfred he’d be home a lot early than usual. Upon arriving back, he tossed his coat to the side and slumps down on the first chair he finds, running his fingers through his hair as Alfred sets a tray of food on the table in front of him. “How was the event?”

Bruce groans. “Eventful—everyone can be greedy when standing in a building with expensive artifacts.” He still remembers the amount of people trying to purchase items that belonged to the museum and how they had to be rejected many times by the staff members, repeating to them that the artifacts were not for sale.

“At least you made it through an hour.” Alfred can’t help but sound relieved, most times Bruce is only at events for only ten to twenty minutes before calling it quits and returning home. He got lucky tonight though.

“How many of these events do I have to go to again?” Bruce leans forward to take a few grapes from the tray, popping a few in his mouth as Alfred chuckles. “You have a few more next month, but rest easy Master Bruce. You won’t have to deal with any other event this whole month.” He assures.

Bruce stands from his seat. “Sounds good, I’m heading out—“ he quickly says, not noticing the eye roll Alfred gives him as Bruce rushes downstairs, heading towards the elevator that takes him to the batcave, wanting to be far away from everything he’d prefer to spend the rest of the night as Batman and taking care of the city. He puts his suit and cowl on, taking his motorcycle this time as he rides out into the dark streets of Gotham.

The streets of Gotham were dark, majority of everyone had gone home for the day. He was on his own tonight and so far, nothing bad has happened yet. He expects something to happen but nothing. He’s close to heading back for the night until he notified movement at the corner of his eyes. He looks over to see a dark figure running on rooftops, jumping over to the next ones. Bruce squints his eyes and frowns, he takes notices of the dark clothing. The ears is what caught his attention the most.

The first thought that comes into mind is that Selina Kyle is back in Gotham. After she told him that she would be heading to Bludhaven for awhile, he remembers the invitation of going with her but he’s already made his decision to stay back in Gotham. Without thinking he runs after the mysterious black figure or perhaps Selina.

He ends up following them all the way to the Gotham Museum. The place was full of people a few hours back but now it’s complete empty and quiet, no crowds or rich people around anymore. No sign of life but them two.

Bruce watches closely as the dark figure stands on the museum roof, looking around cautiously as they find a way inside. They climb inside quietly, keeping an eye out for secretly guards as they moves down the wide halls, passing by different galleries as they approached the empty gallery of where the necklace was located. They stepped closer and silently pry the case open, taking the necklace In their hands as they smile softly.

“That was easy.”

He hears them gasp in surprise, turning around. Bruce is able to see them better, his eyes narrowed as he takes in the outfit. That wasn’t Selina Kyle, it was nowhere near her. The man in front of him wore black leather, the belt around his waist hanging from behind. He wore a domino mask over his eyes, hiding his identity, what struck him the most was the pair of ears that actually twitched along with his movements.

“I don’t think stealing from the museum is a smart move.” They other glares, “maybe the museum shouldn’t steal from the guardians in the first place.” He hissed out, tucking the necklace in one of his pouches. He steps backwards, watching him closely as the two circle each other. “The necklace.” Bruce says, holding his hand out, demanding it back.

The other grins at him, his gaze shifting from the hand to Bruce. “Try and take it.” He challenges, making the first move. He pulls out an extendable silver staff, using it to block Bruce’s first hit. He shoved him back and steps back, holding his hand out as he glared. “You don’t know what this necklace can do.”

Bruce glares. “All I know is that it doesn’t belong to you.” In one quick motion, he sweeps under the staff and grips his wrist, holding him back as the other yelps in surprise, startled by the quick movement. He tries to pull away from his grip, grunting. He freezes during his struggle when he hears a soft beep coming from his ring, his eyes widening.

Bruce frowns, glancing at the ring and taking notice of the small flicking green light as it disappears. Bruce continues to stare at the ring, it looked familiar to him but couldn’t quiet remember from where exactly. His sudden distraction causes the other to knee him, using his leg to kick him back.

The other pants heavily, placing a hand on the pouch where the necklace was located and clenching his hand with the ring on it. He bites his lip, looking over at Bruce. “I’m sorry, but I can’t give it up.” He murmured out, using his staff, he extends it and uses it to climb out of the museums roof. He is quick on his feet as he runs across the roof, hearing Batman coming after him.

Another beep is heard, he glanced down at his ring and cursed under his breath. He stops near the edge of the roof, quickly he takes the necklace out and placed it on. He prepares himself to jump down in the dark shadows below him, until he feels a gloved hand take ahold of his own hand where his ring is.

His eyes widen in realization as Batman removes the ring from his finger, causing him to de-transform as he falls into the dark shadows below him. Bruce gasps and tries to reach out for him but is too late.

He looks below him, seeing no sign of the other. He jumps down the alleyway and looks around, not seeing a sight of the other. His hand curls around the ring in his palm, looking down at it and taking notice of the change. The ring was no longer black but a silver color.

—

“I see you’ve gotten yourself into some trouble.” Bruce looks over his shoulder to see Alfred coming out of the elevator, a tray of food in hand as he approaches him and sets it next to his desk.

“Something like that.” He mumbles back, replaying the footage he caught last night. He kept replaying the young man falling off the edge, his eyes wide in fear. Bruce still doesn’t know if he lived or not, he didn’t see a body anywhere and can’t help but feel guilty.

“Caught anything?” Alfred asks again.

Bruce hums. “This.” He holds the ring up to Alfred. “Caught someone stealing from the museum and was able to take this off them.” He explains, examining the ring in his hand as he twirls it around.

Alfred eyes the ring. “Whatever it is or whatever they had it for, it must’ve been important to them.” He simply says, heading back to the elevator and leaving Bruce alone with his nightly duties.

Bruce sighs to himself, looking back at the ring. He remembers it being a different color. Black with a green paw print on it, but now it was silver. Without hesitation he slips it on, blinded by a bright light as he flinches and steps back.

“Ah! Finally, did you get trixx—“

Bruce looks up at the strange voice, coming face to face with a strange black creature floating in front of him. The creature itself stares back with wide green eyes. “Your not—“ the creature gasps then glares, he flies up to Bruce’s face and points his tiny paw at him. “What did you do to him?! How did you get this ring! Answer or I’ll disintegrate you!“ The creature threatens.

Bruce’s mouth opens and closes, shock filling him as he stared at the creature in front of him. Not knowing what to say or do. “I—“

“You what?!” The creature shouts again.

Bruce shakes his head, telling himself that what he was seeing wasn’t real. He’s been spending too much time as Batman and not sleeping enough that he’s starting to hallucinate weird things. So, he ignores the creatures voice and heads towards the elevator, ringing himself back upstairs as he paced back and forth in the small space.

He was panicking. Him, panicking.

Upon arriving to the main floor he steps out and mumbles to himself that he wasn’t seeing anything.

“Master Wayne—“

“Alfred—“ Bruce blurts out.

Alfred raised a brow. “Is something wrong.” He asks, the older man feeling worried for him. He knows Bruce, he knows that the young man can be broody and closed off and doesn’t really like being in public spaces, but somehow he felt different.

“Bruce—“

“You think you can ignore me?!” Bruce is startled by the creatures voice again, who appeared out of nowhere. Flying In front of his face again, causing Bruce to stumble back into a chair as the creature continues to rant.

“You tell me how you got my ring and where my holder is or I will give you the worst luck of your life and oh, you will regret it!” The creature raised his paw, preparing to strike.

“Plagg.”

The creature froze, turning around to see Alfred starring at them. The creature, plagg, narrows his eyes at Alfred as he flies over to him slowly. Plaggs eyes widen. “Whoa, you were Duusu’s old holder.” The Kwamii says in awe as Alfred softly smiles at the little god. “I was once.”

“What the hell is going on?” Bruce suddenly cuts in, standing from his seat. He was still cautious around the creature and clearly not trusting it. “Master Wayne, I believe that ring you have belongs to the person you bumped into tonight. This here—“ he nods towards Plagg. “Is Plagg, he’s a Kwamii and the god of destruction. I used to be a holder for one of them before, when I was younger.”

“How is he here?” Bruce asks again.

“Magic. Magic Master Wayne.”

Bruce is pacing back and forth in the living room, both Plagg and Alfred stood in front of him as they watched him. Plagg is the first to ask. “Is he always like this?” He points out. “Only when he’s trying to figure something out.” Alfred sighs out until Bruce clears his throat.

“Magic is real?” Plagg nods. “Yes.”

“And your the god of destruction?”

“I caused the dinosaur extinction, so I would say I am!” Plagg says it with a proud smile, folding his small arms across his chest. Bruce suddenly stood pacing, his head snapping to Plagg. “The person who was at the museum, you know them.”

Plagg glares. “There my holder, who you stole from.”

“He stole from the museum.”

“He wasn’t stealing!”

“So, why did he take the necklace?”

“He was saving Trixx! She’s the god of illusion! The guardian of the miracle box lost many Miraclous and my holder is the one in charge of collecting them and bringing them back!” Plagg rambles on. “If the wrong Miraclous falls into the wrong hands it’s magic could be abused and dangerous!”

“Wait—“ Bruce stops Plagg. “There’s more of you.” The miniature god nods. “Plenty of us kid and my holder wants to keep them safe.” Bruce chuckles, looking away as he shakes his head, rubbing his face in frustration and punching the bridge of his nose as he processed the information.

He was talking to a miniature god, who has more friends who are also miniature gods and his holder probably isn’t dead and still alive, possibly looking for the ring. “Who’s your holder?” He asks, turning to face Plagg but not seeing him, he looks around frantically until he hears him.

“We can’t say.” Plagg is sitting on a tray of food, groaning in disgust as he shoved some crackers to the side. “Do you have any cheese around?” He picks up a grape and sniffs it, shrugging to himself as he eats it. “Kwamis eat to gain energy.” Alfred cuts in as the two watched Plagg eat the grapes.

“Okay—why can I know who your holder is?”

Plagg burps. “When a holder is assigned to us we are unable to reveal there names. The magic prevents us from doing so, unless we are around them—then yes, we can say but he’s not here. Is he?” He sasses him, giving Bruce a harsh glare and shoving another grape in his mouth, causing his cheeks to puff up.

Bruce rolls his eyes. “I didn’t know, he mentioned something about the necklace belong to the guardians.” He mumbled out, sitting on the sofa and rubbing his temples. “Guardians are the ones who protect the Miraclous.” Plagg flies over to Bruce and hums to himself. “My hold holds chaos inside of him which is why we matched but you—“ the Kwami sits on top of Bruce’s head. A large grin his his face as his little fangs show. “You are full of chaos and I’m moving it!”

“Oh no.”

“No what?” Bruce turns to Alfred, noticing a hint of worry in Alfred’s eyes. The older man sighs deeply, “once a kwami sets eyes on something they want they won’t hesitate to take it, Plagg is the god of destruction. Chaos and darkness is what lures him in.”

Plagg giggles, kicking his little legs back and forth. “Honestly, Kaalki would’ve liked you too. She’s mainly into famous people and your pretty popular around here, mister Bruce Wayne.” He teased, poking Bruce’s cheeks and irritating the man now.

Bruce swats Plagg away, turning to Alfred. “He said you were once a holder.” Alfred nods. “The peacock Miraclous, her name was Duusu.” He explains, a faint smile appearing on his lips. Remember the younger days when he used to be a holder himself, the magic he held and the ability to help. The previous Guardian of the miracle box had confirmed to Alfred that he was the true holder of Duusu and his the two held such a strong bond. It still saddens Alfred that he had to renounce Duusu due to him becoming apart of the Wayne family.

He was focused on helping the Wayne family and raising Bruce after the death of his parents that he’s forgotten alot about his own Miraclous. “I hope she’s safe.”

Plagg winced. “About that…” he drags out, giving him a tiny nervous smile. “She another lost Miraclous who we are looking for.” He explains. “What do you mean? Do you know where she could be?”

Plagg shrugs. “Last we heard, she could be in Paris. We have someone who is looking for her Miraclous while my holder is here looking for more, so far we’ve only gotten the fox Miraclous.” Plagg sighs to himself, knowing the stress of his holder who spent day and night looking for it. Only to find it in a museum that always held events with rich families. They couldn’t purchase it so Y/n had no choice but to steal it back.

“Will be searching here for a little longer and then move to another country and search from there.” Plagg turns to Bruce. “I can’t tell you my holders name but I can show you where you can find them.” Bruce frowns. “I need to get back to him, he needs me and I need him! We didn’t come to Gotham to cause trouble—I just want my friends back, I miss sugar cube.” Plagg ears flatten behind his head. Now, he wasn’t one for emotions but thinking about his lost friends and not being able to find him is what’s causing him to break down. He was the Kwami of destruction, everyone should fear his power.

Bruce stares, thinking of his options before nodding to himself. He extends his hand out to Plagg, allowing the Kwami to sit on the palm of his hand. “I’ll take you back.” He whispers. Plaggs ears perk up. “But—“ he cuts in before the Kwami could break into any further excitement. “This is my city and if your holder is looking for more Miraclous then I want to help him. So, that way you can leave faster.”

Plagg smirks, flying up to Bruce’s face and laughing. “You really make me spark! Maybe I’ll convince my holder to switch with you!” The Kwami of destruction couldn’t wait to see the face his holder makes when he is returned back to him.

#Batman 2022 #Batman x male reader #male reader #Batman #Bruce Wayne x male reader #Bruce Wayne #dc #dc x male reader

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enchantestuff · 3 years

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promises - red bull Sebastian vettel

as I promised just complete fluff and no smut. our poor seb isn't appreciated enough so here is the four times Sebastian jokingly proposed to you and the one time he actually did

NOT MY GIF

warnings; none really, fluff (btw this made me realise how TERRIBLE I am at writing fluff sorry <3 )

2.1k words, she's long

Sebastian was nervous about getting a new engineer, he so badly wanted to win a championship with Redbull and Christian had confided in him, telling him that this engineer and their new competitive car, would help him live out his dream of being a Formula One champion.

It was nearing the start of the new season and Sebastian had still yet to meet the person that he would be talking to under his most stressful moments and who he had to have full faith in while driving his car. He had begun to think that maybe he never would meet his new engineer when he received a call from Christian, telling him that they both would take place in a race for the Redbull youtube channel, where Sebastain and his new engineer would race against Mark and his, the twist being that the engineers would be the ones driving, not the drivers themselves. Sebastian agreed knowing that it would be a great way to remove any awkwardness between the two of you.

Only a few days later Sebastian was standing on a random racetrack, talking to Mark when he noticed Mark's engineer walking towards them with a beautiful young lady by his side, who Sebastian assumed was his very own engineer. “Hi! It's so nice to meet you Sebastian! My name's Y/N,” you cheerfully greeted him as you shook his hand.

A smile immediately appeared on Sebastian's face at your warm nature and he knew you two would get along just fine. “Please, call me Seb, '' he grinned as he brought a kiss to your knuckles, “now, are you ready to beat these idiots” he joked as he cocked his head towards your opponents.

“Oh, we are going to make a great pair, Seb” you joked as you accepted a helmet off Christian and climbed into the car, getting comfortable inside of the driver's seat.

“Are you a good driver?” Sebastian asked as he secured himself in the passenger's side of the car.

“I don't think I can call myself a good driver with a future Formula One champion sitting right next to me” you smiled as you drove the car to the start line. Sebastian smiled before he braced himself as the flag spun, indicating the start of the race. His head knocked against the headrest as you sped through the track, blocking Mark's engineer as he tried to overtake you and weaving through deadly corners with minimal braking.

It was when the car drifted across the finish line that Seb turned towards you with a wide grin plastered on his face, his heart was thumping hard in his chest with adrenaline. “Please marry me” he joked and you laughed as you high fived him, pleased with your small victory.

* * *

The atmosphere around the paddock was tense, the drivers championship standings were close. Sebastian could almost taste the victory, but he still had a lot of work to do. He had what he would consider a terrible qualifying and had spent the whole night before the race brainstorming ideas on how to improve his time, however nothing seemed to be working.

Everyone was stressed in the Redbull motorhome the following day, which was never something you liked to see, but you understood it as you too had a sleepless night. You pulled Seb to the side the minute you saw him and told him of the new strategy you dreamt up late last night. He was hesitant since it hadn’t been approved by anyone, but he was willing to take the risk if it meant he would win.

“Are you sure?” he had asked you, looking intently into your eyes.

You shook your head. “No not really, but I know you and I know you're the only driver that could make it work” you confided. You both stared at each other in silence for a few moments before Seb pulled you in for a hug, he gently stroked your back as he squeezed you into him. You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding and hugged him back with just as much force.

“I trust you” he whispered into your ear and you felt a shiver run down your spine.

“Good luck” you spoke as you gave him a final squeeze and pulled away. You bit your nails out of anticipation and shot Seb an encouraging grin as he climbed into his car.

The race went much better than expected and although Christian was furious that you didn't run the plan through him first, he was satisfied that Seb was currently P1 with a final lap to go. Your nerves were at an all time high throughout the race and you could feel the grin creeping onto your face as the end got closer and closer.

It was when Sebastian crossed the checkered flag that you let out a relieved laugh. “P1 Seb! P1! '' you grinned as you spoke to him through his earpiece.

“Ahhhh thank you, Y/N! Will you and your strategy marry me please?” he laughed

“Congratulations,” you smiled “I’ll see you up on the podium”

You practically ran to the podium with the rest of the team, grinning up at Sebastian as he lifted the trophy into the air and you could almost swear he was grinning right back at you. You clapped and hollered at him and a blush crept up your cheeks when you saw him mouth a “Thank you” in your direction.

* * *

It was inevitable that you and Seb would become close, but you two had a very different relationship compared to the other drivers and their engineers. While the other pairs spent their time going over the car's performance and new strategies, you spent yours pressed up against the wall of your office while Sebastian kissed you with as much force as he could muster. Your most heated and intimate moments were just after a race when he was full of energy and you were full of pride.

Behind closed doors you and Sebastian could almost be compared to lovers, but out in the public eye you two kept things strictly professional, which is why you were full of shock the night that Sebastain had won his title.

The whole Redbull garage and the majority of the drivers went out to celebrate Sebastian as well as an amazing season. You had congratulated him at the start of the night, you shared a quick kiss when you were sure nobody was looking and he had bought you a drink. You hadn't seen him since, however and spent the last few hours talking to random drivers and team principals.

You almost jumped out of your skin when you felt two hands land firmly on your waist. You turned your head to see a tipsy Sebastian Vettel smiling at you with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. “And there's the main man himself,” you giggled as you turned around to face him.

“I missed you,” he blurted out as his hands travelled dangerously low for a public event.

“Did you?” you asked “you're the one that disappeared for an hour” you continued as you tapped his chest.

“Kimi wanted to take shots,” he grinned as one hand moved to cup your bum.

“Sebastian!” you scolded as you swatted his hand away.

“What? It's not like i've never done that before”

“Well yeah, but-but not in public’ you whispered as you looked around, wondering if anyone had noticed the exchange between the two of you.

“I want you,” Sebastian declared, suddenly looking much more sober as he stared into your eyes.

“Let's take this conversation outside” replied as you took a step away from him. Sebastian sighed as he took your hand and led you out the doors, he didn’t care who saw as you both walked by, he didn’t care about anything anymore, he was sick of hiding his feelings for you from everyone. He wanted people to know you were his, he wanted to hold your hand in the paddocks and kiss you for good luck before a race.

Sebastain could feel his heart hammering in his chest as you paced back and forth in front of him, your hands rubbing your arms for warmth. He took a step towards you and grabbed your face with his hands. “Look at me. I want to make us official” you opened your mouth to speak but he cut you off “No listen to me. I need to say this. i don't want to sneakily glance at you during meetings anymore. I want to marry you one day. God! I want to marry you, Y/N! Is that not obvious?”

“Ok” you spoke, a blush rose to your cheeks and you cheekily grinned at him.

‘What?” Sebastian stuttered

“Let's make it official”.

* * *

You and Sebastian had been publicly dating for a little over a year and you were beyond happy. It was currently his birthday and you woke up early to make him breakfast. You both had celebrated the night before and you had to admit you were still sore but you wanted his day to be as special as him.

Sebastian tossed and turned in his sleep, frowning as he felt the cold sheets next to him instead of your warm body. His eyes fluttered open as his eyebrows furrowed. A smile soon made its way onto his face as he smelt the heavenly scent of breakfast. He turned to stand up but immediately sat back down at the sound of your voice. “No! Dont get up!” you pleaded and he laughed at the sight of you struggling to hold the breakfast tray in your hands.

“You shouldn't have, liebe” he muttered as he helped you place the breakfast tray on the bed.

“Maybe” you shrugged as you sat down next to him, “but I wanted to, now go on! Try it!” you encouraged as you practically shoved the plate into his face.

“Okay, okay” he laughed as he defensively put his hands up. You watched him as he put a fork full of food into his mouth, his eyes involuntarily shut as a quiet moan left his mouth. “Mmm marry me” he said once he swallowed the food.

“Is it okay?” you asked nervously as you played with your hands, it was your first time cooking for him and although it was just breakfast, you still wanted to make a good impression.

Sebastians head flipped in your direction, a shocked look plastered on his face. “It's better than okay, darling. Thank you. I love it. I love you”

Your heart fluttered once you heard those three words come out of his mouth. You grinned so hard that your cheeks began to hurt. “Oh god, please say something” he pleaded and he began to think that he spoke those words too soon.

“I love you, Sebastian” you spoke as you wrapped your arms around him and straddled his hips, placing kisses all over his face before finally collecting your lips.

* * *

It was yours and Sebastains anniversary but you both had decided that you wouldn't do anything special, you were just going to get takeout and watch a movie.

You pulled into the house with the food in your hands. You unlocked the door and called out to your boyfriend, “Honey, I’m home!” you joked, locking the doors behind you kicking your shoes off. You placed the food on the table next to the door and turned around, the sight in front of you shocking you as you let out a loud gasp.

Sebastian was kneeling on the floor with a ring in his hand, rose petals littered around him. You couldn't focus on the gorgeous dinner he had laid out on the table or the sweet music playing on the radio, you could only look at his glossy eyes and nervous face.

“Y/N, darling, I love you. I think i've loved you since I first laid eyes on you on that racetrack.” he laughed and looked down at the floor before connecting his eyes with yours again,”You have been with me through my lowest lows and my highest highs and somehow still manage to look at me with a glimmer in your eyes. There's nothing I can’t do with you by my side. So i’m asking-no-i'm practically begging you to finally marry me, for real this time. Will you do me the honours and become my wife?”

You nodded at him with tears in your eyes as you took small steps towards him. “I want to hear you say it, liebe”

“Yes, Sebastian! Of course I’ll marry you”

#Sebastian Vettel imagine #f1 imagine #formula 1 imagine #Sebastian vettel #f1 #Sebastian Vettel imagines #formula 1 x reader

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danielxricciardo · 3 years

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Hi girl!! I love everything you’ve wrote! Couldn’t say how much I enjoyed reading one shots of F1 drivers! I have to ask if you could do one for Carlos? He and reader are expecting but keeping it secret, Carlos won the race! And he ask if he could hear her through radio, though with some glitch, all other drivers and teams hear Carlos’ radio, he tells her how he’s so happy with the win but more than anything about their little one on the way and now everyone knows the secret of pregnancy because he suddenly slipped it while talking to her on radio👶🏻 I can’t imagine how will other drivers will congratulate him (like Daniel, Max, Landooooo! Seb! And even Kimi!🤣) I think Lando will be overjoyed and will be presenting to be Godfather already Hahahaha!

Summary: Having a baby and everybody finding out

Warnings: fluff

Word count: 1.5k

You realized that you were pregnant after a series of fortunate events that, individually, you did not take as alarm signals.

One evening, Carlos decided to spare you from cooking dinner and ordered your favorite food from your favorite restaurant. You were very excited to eat it, but when the food arrived you were on the verge of throwing up because of the smell. You told Carlos you couldn't eat, so you just ate an apple and went to bed. The next day, after Carlos left for the gym, you couldn't get away from the toilet because if you took a few steps you would feel like throwing up. However, when your boyfriend came home, you didn't feel so sick anymore, but you didn't tell him what happened to you because you didn't want to worry him.

You had a vague idea that you could be pregnant but you wanted to wait until Carlos leaves for France for the Grand Prix.

The day he left you went to the pharmacy and bought two pregnancy tests.

Positive.

You just sat down and cried. You stared at the positive test for several minutes. Honestly, you were so hormonal and conflicted about the timing that you bawled your eyes out. You were both happy and worried. Carlos was busy with his Formula 1 career, you didn't know if it was appropriate to add a child to the dynamics of your life.

But you recovered immediately. You are talking about Carlos, of course, he will be happy to have a child with you. You've been together for four years, you knew you would be together for the rest of your life.

The next day you did another pregnancy test, just in case. Positive, obviously. You went to the pharmacy again, and you took four more tests, to do one every day until Carlos came home.

"Hey, honey. I missed you," says Carlos entering the house.

You didn't even let him take off his shoes. You handed him a gift box in which you put the six pregnancy tests you took.

"Amor, did I forget an anniversary?"

You nod.

"Open it."

You see him take the lid off the box and take out a pregnancy test. Then another one, and another one, until he took them all out. You could see it on his face, he was scared and overwhelmed.

"Seriously?" he asks.

You nod and bite your lip, a few tears run down your face.

"Amor, that's wonderful! Ay Dios Mio! Are we going to be parents?"

You laugh and kiss him long.

"Yes, we will be parents."

You have scheduled an appointment for the next day to confirm the pregnancy and determine how many weeks you are pregnant. It looks like you're 10 weeks pregnant, so that means month 3 of your pregnancy. You couldn't believe that for almost 3 months you didn't realize you were pregnant, but you always had an irregular cycle, so it's not really incomprehensible.

You and Carlos have decided not to announce publicly that you will have a child just yet. For now, you were happy to share the news with your families, wanting to plan a nice way to tell your friends as well.

You know that feeling you get at certain times of the month when you want to cry at every cheesy commercial or could explode with anger at the drop of a hat? Pregnancy is like that sometimes, except 10 times more intense. With your new hormones raging, and more stress in your life than ever before, what with getting a nursery together and preparing to welcome the precious baby into the world and all, emotions are high. Tempers are bound to flare.

That is how you felt sitting in the paddock with Carlos who was preparing for the race. He was starting from P3 so he was pretty excited and nervous for the race. He saw your state, he knew you too well.

"Ay, mi Amor, come here," he said and hugged you to calm your nerves. "Don't worry, ok? It's an easy race, I'm gonna win it for you and the little bean, ok?"

You giggle at the sound of Carlos's nickname for the baby. You kiss him and smile.

"You know I don't really care about winning. Just come back to us. Safe." you say, your voice barely a whisper, not wanting anyone around you to hear your discussion.

"Si, pequeña. Always."

Sure, you were always concerned when he was racing. But especially now when your hormones were driving you insane and you were growing another person in your body. But you trusted him. With all of your heart. If he said he will come back to you, he will.

It took you a few moments to understand what was happening. Carlos Oñoro was hugging you, yelling 'He won!' and you looked at the screens in front of you. He did. Carlos Sainz was the winner in Monza! He kept his word, he won for you and your child.

"Hey, Y/N!" you hear your name being called by Riccardo Adami, the race engineer of Carlos. "The winner wants to talk to you."

You giggle and go to him. 'The winner'... Has a nice ring to it.

"Hey, baby! Congratulations!" you say excitedly over the radio.

"Si, mi amor! I told you I'm gonna win for our baby! I love you both so much!"

What you didn't know was that there was a glitch over the radio and every driver heard Carlos talking about 'your baby'.

"Aaa, guys? Why am I hearing Carlos over the radio talking about a baby?" Charles asked his race engineer.

"There's a glitch. Come to the garage."

"A baby?!" Lando yells into the radio, making his race engineer flinch. "Was that Carlos saying he is going to have a baby? Oh my God!"

You were waiting for Carlos to come out of his car, being absolutely clueless about the hysteria you two just caused. Carlos was just about to get his helmet out when all the drivers came to you two, yelling congratulations to you both. You looked at Carlos. Did he tell someone about your pregnancy? Did you give it away?

"Uh, thank you but how did you find out?" Carlos asked, clueless as you.

"We heard it over the radio," Kimi responds giving you a genuine smile.

"This is not how I wanted you guys to find out," Carlos said and put an arm over your shoulders, kissing your head. "But, yeah, it is true, we are having a baby."

"Mate, you're having a baby! That is so crazy! You are basically a baby!" Daniel says and hugged you both.

"And who is the godfather?" Lando asked and everyone laughed.

"We just found out two weeks ago, there are still five months to think about it," you say and bit your lip and Lando pouts. "You'll be considered, Lando."

After three months you decided to have a gender reveal for your family and friends. You could have had it a lot sooner but you wanted to be at an appropriate time for everyone. All the drivers came, as well as your family and Carlos's too. You made everyone wear a piece of clothing according to the gender they think your baby is. You were surprised to see the majority of the people being team boy, but as Lewis said 'They just want to make sure the third generations of Sainz is coming in Formula 1' and you know he was right.

"Look, listen to me, I have three kids, ok? I know, for a fact, by the way you are carrying that it is a girl!" Sebastian said and you laughed. He was wearing his pink T-shirt with pride, being 100% sure he is right.

He was.

You were having a girl and you could swear that Carlos cried a little when he saw the pink confetti. He hugged you for a few minutes, being still in shock.

"Una niña pequeña..." he whispered in your ear. "I am not ready."

You laughed and kissed him.

"You are gonna be the best dad ever, don't worry."

"No, I know that. I am not ready for her to date! And she'll go to university, no..."

"Carlos, she is not even been born yet! You have plenty of time to spend with her."

"Hi, guys, sorry to interrupt!" Lando appears near the two of you, making you break apart from your hug. "Did you think about the godfather or... or this is not a good time to ask?"

Everyone heard him and started laughing.

"Mate, remember the bag I gave you when you arrived?" Carlos asked him and Lando nodded. "You can look inside the bag now."

Lando got the bag and inside was a white romper saying 'Will you be my godfather?'

Lando looked at the romper with tears in his eyes.

"Well, if you insist..."

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tarosin · 3 years

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the great adventures of y/n tommy jack tubbo and george

requested yes/no

part 5 of the great adventures series

summary: training for the military

warning: cursing

AN: really sorry about this tumblr won’t let me change/add paragraphs so could look very weird

the journey there was quick for you, you spent the trip asleep in the back of the car whilst the others were discussing what you were all about to do “How difficult do you think it’s going to be” “dude it’s a military assault course” you woke up halfway there to the noise of the radio playing “afternoon y/n”“afternoon sorry I fell asleep I’m not used to being woken up early in the morning, I blame you guys and ranboo”“y/n have you ever wanted to join the military” “I can't say I have no” “well you’re going to love what we’re doing” “what are we doing” “you’ll see!”

you stood picking up more rocks and handing them to tubbo whilst Tommy and George began to film the introduction to the vlog “were in the jungle” confused you turned to tubbo “psst tubbo what the fuck are we doing, why are we in a woods” before tubbo had time to answer Tommy already began to answer your question telling you that you’re all training for the military, not taking him seriously you started laughing as you all were walking it was only when you were handed a jumpsuit to cover your clothes you realised it wasn’t a joke, you would be lying if you said you were ready for this, after all, you spent your free time playing Minecraft you wasn’t exactly great at sports

you managed to put the jumpsuit on pretty quickly unlike Tommy who was quite clearly struggling to get it on over his trainers “come on sergeant simons were doing a military assault course and you’re struggling to put on the clothes”after struggling to put clothes on the five of you stood together getting photos whilst you all looked decent “me and my boys in the jungle” “This isn’t going to go well” “we’re going to destroy it” “NO”

you hadn’t even reached the course yet and you were already tripping up over rocks and sticks that were on the muddy trail “we’re walking to our deaths..y/n is already falling over” “Hey I didn’t sign up to do exercise” once you finally reached the start of the course you were met with a canon, a dog and a man in a yellow jumper you stood as a team listening to what you were about to do and how you were actually a team of six, you hoped he meant the dog was a team member but no turns out the canon was the sixth member

“We have to take the canon with us” “...and take it apart into six pieces at each obstacle and rebuild it ” you handed your phone to the Russ, not trusting yourself to keep it on you especially since you were already tripping up before reaching the assault course “thank you” “good luck” “huh” you didn’t have time to process what was said as Mr military began counting down from three, the five of you ran to the first obstacle tubbo dragging the canon Tommy climbed over the net first with tubbo following after “What happens if I fall” it was as though you and tubbo had read each other’s mind as you both responded with “you’ll die” “death” you climbed over next with a wheel “reckon I can slide down the net” “that will hurt y/n don’t do- and you’re already doing it” you slid down the net despite George telling you not to do so, it didn’t take too long for the others to get over, you all began reassembling the canon “can we talk about our feelings” “I feel like shit I jumped out of a plane not long ago now I feel like I’m doing PE all over again” “Y/N JUST HELP BUILD THE CANON” “I'M TRYING ODDLY ENOUGH I'M NOT BUILT FOR THE MILITARY”once the canon was built Tommy and tubbo ran off with it “who’s going to tell them we need to test it” once Mr military shouted they ran back “why do we have to do this” “it’s the fucking rules Tommy and life is full of them” “like taxes” “tax fraud” a few seconds later the five of you yelled “bang” neither of you saying it at the same time “it didn’t work” “yes it did now come on”

you all ran towards the next obstacle, a giant wall. you all quickly dismantled the canon, Tommy went over first and began bickering with Mr military about him not being his dad whilst you tubbo and jack struggled to pass over the heaviest part of the canon “lift and lift” “really George? I thought we could just throw it over and hope he catches it” “Please don’t do that” “I am very sorry George but I'm struggling here” you continued your struggling tubbo tried to help Tommy through his words “you’re strong bossman I believe in you” “by the way, you really picked the shortest people to do this” part of the canon landed with a thud “welp hope he’s not dead” you climbed over next again carrying the wheel “he’s not dead guys don’t worry” you laughed as George took his time getting over the wall “I'm poving” “GET OVER THE WALL” you all stood questioning what time you were on completely forgetting that you were supposed to reassemble the canon “This is going to be embarrassing” “you guys could be rebuilding the canon” you could have built and tested the canon quickly however Tommy George and tubbo began telling people to subscribe whilst you built the canon with jack “we’re so good at this” “heh maybe not” you all test-fired the canon and made your way to the next obstacle

you were sent to go over the rope first, this was extremely difficult for you, the rope kept swaying as you walked causing you to lose your balance on multiple occasions “step on the V” “I’m going to fall” you made it over after a couple of minutes, like tubbo you also felt a bit ill, you assumed it was because it was quite hot and a lot was going on “how you feeling y/n” “Honestly, I’m jealous of ranboo, he’s at home living his best life and I’m in the middle of the woods overheating and climbing but no it’s pretty funny watching the others” you laughed as you overheard tubbo talking about how they’re only three obstacles in and how he’s going to die “YOU GOT THIS TUBBO!” Tommy crossed next, like you, he took his time he was then followed by tubbo who was trying to speed run walking over the rope you waited for jack and George cheering them on whilst Tommy was asking around for water and complaining about wearing a gamer hoodie. at this point, everyone seemed unmotivated “3 2 1.. bang”

“oh lovely..tires” tubbo went through first with the heaviest part of the canon “ill help you tubbo” you following behind helping him carry it due to it being stupidly heavily “so how are you tubbo” “AAAAAAAAAAA” “aye me too bud” you and tubbo decided that from now you two were going to work as a pair so it would be easier for you both, over the past few weeks tubbo became one of your closest friends the pair of you even started trending on Twitter as you did an irl stream where you both went on a walk at the beach and met several fans. whilst you and tubbo were making your way through Tommy jack and George we’re trying to figure out who should take what. “there’s piss in this one” “what the fuck?!” the pair of you finally got out from the tires “good job you two” “thank you” you rested your head on tubbos shoulder trying to get your breath back “I don’t think I’m made for the military” a few moments later Tommy made it to the tire full of water and put his finger in it “PEE” “Tommy why-” you stood looking around at the scenery, the sound of Tommy yelling about crawling away from George and that he’s ‘touched the piss’ was enough the drag you away from your own thoughts, you watched the others struggling to get through the tires and was amazed at the fact tubbo went back in to help them. you tried to ignore Tommy and George being dramatic as you tried to figure out how many more obstacles you had to go but you got distracted by George “ill just eat you if you die” “Mr military I’d like some help right about now” you walked over to Tommy and helped him get out of the tires “thanks y/n” “welcome” “how you doing bossman you know I pulled through your part...what are you doing that’s George's water” Tommy decided to throw the bottle to you so you could have a drink as he remembered you’d not had a drink since you landed from jumping out of the plane “Thanks, Tommy” “YOU BOTH DRANK GEORGES WATER” “he can drink the piss” “what Tommy said” you laughed as you walked over to where jack was in the tires “ HI JACK” “Jesus christ you scared me, hi y/n” you stood waiting for everyone to finish “I know exactly what the slowest time was” “we’re going for a new record it’s fine” “of being the slowest?” “yeah” “you know what Mr military ill clart you” “you’ll what me” “I’m gonna just go over here” you walked over to where parts of the canon were and got ready to assemble it again whilst George began throwing water over jack and tubbo to bless them then did the same to Tommy, you hid behind a tree thinking he wouldn’t notice you, however, he did and within a minute you too had water poured on you “Thanks, I was thirsty” “oh we know” “The fuck is that supposed to mean” “HELP BUILD THE CANON PLEASE” like last time you all built the canon tested it and ran to the next obstacle

“can we just you know drag the already built canon under there with us” “absolutely not” “I tried” you all disassembled it again and like last time you and tubbo went first crawling under “I don’t want to alarm you all but it is soaking wet in here” “delightful” a few moments later you were both working well “tubbo I’m scared of the dark and it’s pitch black” “you’ve got this bossman we’re almost done” you calmed down quickly until Tommy decided to jump above the pair of you

“SORRY” “TOMMY I SWEAR TO GOD” “YOU DICK” you laughed slightly and tubbo checked up on you “you okay?” “I'm fine if you’re fine” “come on let’s finish this thing” the pair of you continued and finished relatively quickly tubbo got out first “NEVER AGAIN” “Sorry about that buddy” “WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU” you helped push part of the canon out so tubbo could easily drag it out he then reached out so you could hold his hand and help pull you out “I've never been so happy to see the light” the pair of you sat on the floor waiting for the others to finish, you both made a bet on who was going to laugh first somehow you won as tubbo laughed at George and jack struggling to crawl through “YOU LAUGHED” “OH SHITTT” Russ came over to you both whilst recording so he could ask about how everything’s going “I’m covered in mud and the jumpsuit is wet, it isn’t a good day for the y/n community it was dark as hell in there “Tommy is a dick and tried to kill me and y/n” “I DIDN'T TRY TO KILL YOU BOTH” “I think he heard us” “WE ALL DID WERE NOT DEAF” “NO, BUT ACCORDING TO INSTAGRAM YOU'RE DEAD” you stared directly into the camera “sometimes it’s like I still hear jack talking to me” George and jack started complaining about how much further the is to go and how it was dirty and Tommy's response about being sorry it doesn’t fit their tory lifestyle made you burst out laughing “YOU LAUGHED” “tubbo my beloved you laughed ages ago you’ve already lost” “But we’re equal now” “no” the pair of you stood bickering to the point you didn’t realise the others had finished the obstacle and were shouting for you to test the canon “Y/N TUBBO WE NEED TO TEST THE CANON” the pair of you ran over “3 2 1 BANG”

“just going to warn you all you see that black cloud over there” “oh yay a storm is coming” you grabbed a wheel and followed behind jack across the wooden bridge “y/n he’s been splintered” “oh no poor George” “these are my gaming fingers” “no gaming for you I guess” “Stop talking about gaming dickheads” you spent a lot of time talking to George and jack whilst crossing over trying not to fall over you all even made a few plans to stream a laugh and the stream ends on jacks channel soon

you were all building the canon again whilst being informed you weren’t even halfway through and already 40 minutes in “high score” “well it’s definitely high” “Y/N??” “coming tubbo hang on my shoelace came undone” after tying your shoelace you grabbed a wheel and caught up to tubbo “if you go over tubbo ill pass it over to you and we can keep doing that” this method worked well for you both tubbo would climb over you would pass the wheel and middle part of the canon then climb over and repeat the process you heard Tommy in the background complaining about the fact he’s wearing jeans and jacks response “Yeah but I’m wearing jeans” “tubbo and y/n are almost done and you’re complaining about jeans” “jean boy pops off” “I'M WEARING JEANS AS WELL QUIT COMPLAINING” “Can we just go home and play smash bros” “Tommy this was your idea I didn’t even get on an option” “Sorry about that y/n but you get to spend time with me and gogy” “lucky me” you weren’t going to lie this was hard work and you were exhausted you felt like you could just fall asleep right where you were stood however tubbo wasn’t going to let that happen “I’m never going on an adventure with Tommy again” “me either” this of course was bullshit and you were both going on another adventure soon you stood watching your friends struggle to get over the obstacles you decided to offer your support and went to help jack and George using a similar method to that you used with tubbo “thanks y/n” “anytime” “y/n you could have helped me, tubbo pulled me over I could have been injured” “very sorry to hear that sergeant simons sucks to suck I guess” you all reassembled the canon tested it and ran to the next obstacle “I hate it here” “there’s a storm on the way” “Thanks, y/n for the input” “welcome George” you all noticed the net luckily you didn’t have to disassemble the canon this very well could be because you were running far behind and a storm was on its way. you watched as the others went through and joked about tubbo losing his shoe and Tommy getting stuck, this obstacle wasn’t made for you either as you kept getting caught on the net “I'VE BEEN CAUGHT AGAIN” jack lifted the net for you again so you could easily crawl through “thank you jack” you all then made it to the next obstacle Tommy crawled on the metal bars with you following after him whilst George used the monkey bars once you all made it across you had to walk across many metal planks used to form a bridge Tommy walked close behind you knowing you were extremely clumsy and didn't want you to fall “irl nettles” “The fuck are you on about Tommy I don’t think you’re following my advice about going outside” you all dissembled the canon as you got to the tires the only difference this time was you needed to climb over them “it’s rather windy” “there’s dirt in my eye” like before you and tubbo used the same method “look at them go” “I LIKE A DA BEE” “I'M SCARED OF BEES” “oh okay” “Why do they keep taking the plank” “I don’t know tubbo just takes it and y/n follows” you both finished rather quickly and neither of you got injured or fell “really good job you two” “thank you Mr military” you stood leaning on tubbo watching George pick up random rocks and put them into his pocket similar to what you had been doing the entire way around the course “I don’t think George or y/n have been outside before they keep picking things up like souvenirs” “Y/N GEORGE HAVE YOU EVER BEEN IN THE RAIN BEFORE” both of you just stared at Tommy making him laugh you helped the others get across the tires and even helped prevent Tommy from falling a couple of times. unfortunately, you ended up twisting your ankle but tried to ignore it not wanting to ruin the vlog for anyone, not that you would have, however it was clear you were in pain as you had started limping. one at a time you all crossed the rope “This is me climbing I am climbing” you cheered everybody on and then it was your turn

unlike the others the rope kept shaking as you walked across mainly because you were scared of falling and in pain all whilst trying to rush, this was clearly your least favourite obstacle of the day “take your time y/n don’t fall” “thank you jack I'm trying my best I promise” once at the end of the rope, Tommy took the wheel off you and helped you get down and pulled you into a quick side hug “you’re doing great let’s go we’re almost done” you knew your friends wouldn’t make you continue if you really didn’t want to however you were nearly finished and was determined to finish. you all reassembled the canon and made your way to the next obstacle

“there’s no way we’re getting through that without twanging a rope” “good luck” you and tubbo made your way through the ropes trying not to hit them, this proved to be a pretty impossible task and you ended up twanging the ropes several times, this mixed with everyone else’s failure to cross without hitting the rope meant you all had to do 20 push-ups, after reassembling the canon twice as you all didn’t do it correctly the first time and testing it you all had to do the push-ups “I’m sure y/n and George only did 3” “sorry bossman”

you all were finally making your way to the last obstacle determined to finish “Big Russ can we go to McDonald's after this” “sure” the five of you cheered and ran the last obstacle quickly disassembling the canon, you led the way over the obstacle tubbo Tommy jack and George following behind you, despite tubbo losing his shoe and George going backwards the five of you quickly completed the obstacle and reassembled and tested the canon running over to the finishing line

you all finally completed it and waited for your result “45 minutes easily” “1 hour 11 minutes and 46 seconds” “no way that’s a world record” “well we tried” the five of you stood telling people to subscribe before ending the recording and making your way back to the car

the car ride back felt a lot longer than the way there. you were all exhausted

“how’s your ankle” “it’s not too bad it’ll probably hurt more tomorrow morning”

“I'm still not over Tommy trying to kill me and tubbo” “I didn’t try to kill you” “sure” the rest of the journey was chaos you all screamed along to the songs on the radio eventually you all got to McDonald's and spent the rest of the night enjoying each other’s company.

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