#and then you dont have to break up his marriage or tear him away from his children which is like the worst thing in the world and you wrote

[jyoongim]

Anon requested: “Alastor X OC Smut where the reader is Lucifers daughter Charlie's twin he hears she is set to marry a hellborn demon but he doesn't want to give her up so he offers her his completel love and devotion for her soul but she says he already has it, they mate in his demonic form and he impregnates and marks her as his mate sealing the deal so when her father comes to take her away he finds she is carrying Alastor's twin fawns….”

@ohmylovewhereartthou-blog i had so much fun writing this!!!

(I shortened the request because of details)

themes: arranged marriage, slight breeding kink, creampie, cervix touching, stomach bulge, magic, possessive/jealous behavior, rough sex, degradation, praise, happy ending

~ reader will be called “princess/baby/ma cherie/dear/darling/ angel~

Morningstar!Reader x Alastor

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You were the King of Hell’s treasure.

You were the older twin to Charlie Morningstar.

Because you were the firstborn Princess of Hell, your father had arranged that you would marry and begin the process of becoming the next ruler of Hell.

“What?” You asked confused looking at your father, not sure you had heard him right.

Lucifer cleared his throat and had a big smile on his face.

”I have finally found a respectful hellborn for you angel. A Goetia prince. Hes perfect for you and would make an excellent partner”

Marriage? 

“But Daddy I-” you started, but Lucifer interrupted you 

“No but’s it took me a longtime to find someone who I thought would be a good match for you. This is good! I already have everything arranged and it has been set. As the Princess of Hell you will begin your royal duties officially”

Charlie took your hand as you felt your anger rise. Being the kind soul she was, she tried to intervene

”Dad sis is already in a relationship. She can’t just give that up. She’s in love” your twin gushed.

Lucifer grimaced at the mention of your significant other.

”Yes Alastor was it? Hmm well I advise you make peace with him and end it.”

You felt tears pool in your eyes. Give up your love? This was so unfair!

“I will grant you six months. One year to make your peace with the bellhop and then you’re coming home. Understood?”

You nodded sadly as you stood and bowed “Yes father”

You watched as he opened a portal and disappeared, leaving you and Charlie.

Charlie turned to you “Hey Im sure if you explain to this prince your situation that he will understand” Oh sweet Charlie. So naive.

You shook your head “You dont understand Charlie. I have a duty to uphold. I am the Heir to the throne and I must obey our father’s wish. As ordered by the King”

You stood up and went to your room, where you cried yourself to sleep.

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Hell was in a frenzy at the announcement of your upcoming engagement. 

It wasn’t everyday that hellish royalty was getting married.

 It was the talk in all the rings of Hell.

And soon word reached back to the Radio Demon.

You and Alastor had been going steady for a while. It was actually your twin who encouraged you two to be together since Alastor had made it known he had fancied you when you came to the hotel to help your sister.

You never imagined you would be head over heels for the red demon, but satan did you love him.

Alastor adored you. Worshiped the ground you walked on and treated you with the upmost respect.

There was no way you could just break up with him to…to marry a stranger!

You had always thought you would marry Alastor. But maybe that was just a dream….

”The realm is buzzing with excitement. Never thought your father would disapprove of our union so much” Alastor chuckled.

He had brought you out on a date, to distract you from all the fuss.

It was just you and him. Just as it had always been.

You stiffened. You hadnt had the heart to tell Alastor of your father’s decision. You just wanted to enjoy these moments while they lasted.

You sighed, poking your food “Are you upset?” You asked softly, peeking at him through your eyelashes.

Alastor smiled, “Well you are the princess my dear. Im not upset. Ill love you even if you decide to go through with this whole engagement haha but I hadnt added a prince to my broadcast yet” he giggled, making you smile.

Oh how you loved his bloodlust.

”j-just…I mean I haven’t even met this guy and daddy just wants to ship me off to the highest bidder. There hasn’t been any need for him to even think of marriage. Hes not dying. There’s no need for me to marry. I dont want marry a stranger…I want to marry you”

”Oh my dear at least let me be the one to propose” he joked.

He grabbed your hand, rubbing your knuckles with his thumb “Dont worry dearest. I wont let anyone take you from me”

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The hotel was quiet when you two came back.

You had indulge in drinks to rid your mind of your impending doom.

Alastor brought you to his room and you made yourself comfortable.

Like any date, you hoped to lose yourself in pleasure at the end.

You stripped yourself of your pantsuit, leaving you in your lingerie.

Alastor’s colors.

”Red is such a lovely color on you” He whispered, coming behind you, pressing soft kisses on your shoulders. You hummed happily, turning around to wrap your arms around his neck. You were blessed with your mother’s height so your breasts were hugged against his face.

”I can give you anything you desire ma cherie. Say the word and its yours. Ill burn Hell if you say to. I am at your complete disposal” He peppered your chest in kisses, softly nipping at the tops of your breasts.

You leaned his face up to yours and pressed your lips against his, pulling him into a passionate kiss.

”make me forget all my problems. Fuck me like the slut I am and not a princess. I wanna be yours completely, like we have forever” you whispered against his lips.

Alastor grinned as he retreated from your lips, trailing a hand into your thick locks and gripping tight, the other toying with your panties.

”Your wish is my command”

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“F-fuck! Please please” you whined, as Alastor pounded into you.

Your claws ripped through the bedding as your body jolted along the sheets. Your body was going haywire.

How many times had he brought you to orgasm?

You had lost count.

Your body was sticky with sweat and your cunt clenched around his cock.

Alastor tugged your hair, pulling your head back. He let out a growl when he saw how fucked out you were.

Your face was flushed, your tongue lulled and you were panting.

So beautiful.

”A-Al!” You cried when he gave you a harsh thrust. He chuckled “what is doll? C’mon use your words”

words? What were words? You could barely think!

He leaned over you, never breaking his pace ”what a pretty slut. To think another demon is to fuck my cunt. No that wont do. Your cunt is mine and I wont let another have the pleasure to carve it. You always take me so well baby. What’d you think dear?”

You let out senseless babble as your cunt fluttered.

Your cunt let out a squelch as he pulled out. Alastor’s cock was coated in creamy slick. You whined, pushing your hips back to try and have him fill you again “No no no gimme-”

Alastor sucked his teeth at you, smirking “oh? You want my cock? How bad you want it hmmm? Soon it wont be me feeding you cock every night” he slapped his tip against your slit. You moaned, wiggling your hips. You pouted “I dont want another cock Al! I-I want yours! Only yours please” 

He released your head,making you fall forward. You spreaded your thighs and leaned back on your knees as you dipped your hand to your dripping cunt.

You looked over your shoulder at him as you toyed with your puffy clit. Your lips jutted out in a pout “p-play with me. I want it! I want your cock so bad. Please please fill me up. I want your cock to be the only thing to fuck me ah!  Alastor!” You felt that band of tingles form ready to release.

But you couldnt cum. Not without Alastor.

He knew your body better than you did.

Alastor slapped your hand away, having mercy on you.

”The pretty princess can’t cum can she?” You whimpered as he chuckled, sliding his cock against you.

Alastor felt that familiar burn in the pit of his stomach. 

Possessiveness. Jealousy.

He rarely had the urge to fuck you into submission.

“Fill you? Oh baby when I’m done with you you’ll be dripping with my cum.” He let out a dark laugh as his body morphed.

Your heart thumped in your chest as you watch Alastor transform into his demon form.

”roll over” his tone was dark and sharp, leaving no room for debate.

You rolled onto your back obediently, spreading your thighs and bringing your hand back to your clit.

You moaned softly as you rubbed tight circles on your bud.

Large clawed hands massaged your plush thighs.

His bright eyes focused on your fingers.

His chest rumbled as he lowered his head to your cunt, nipping at your fingers. “This cunt is mine. My cock is yours. You think some prince can fuck you half as good as me? Oh no. Not the cunt I worked so hard to carve into.” He licked at your clit, dipping his tongue into your tight hole.

”My personal royal fucktoy that’s what you are doll.” 

You moaned softly at the degradation, rolling your hips against his face.

Satan he knew how to get you going. Alastor’s demon form was terrifying to most, but you found it hot that you made the Radio Demon lost himself to the point he could let loose.

Static buzzed your skin as Alastor ate you as if meaning to devour you whole. Alastor released your clit with a pop, opting to nuzzle the pearl before hooking a hand under your knee, lifting it to your chest, opening you up.

Alastor leaned up, wedging himself between your thighs. Your eyes drifted to his cock.

Youve fucked the red demon in his demonic form before, but it never ceased to amaze you the sheer size of him.

You felt your body heat up as your own demonic form came to the forefront, wanting to accommodate the male on top of you.

Beautiful vermillion horns sprouted from your hair as your eyes turned red and sharp. Your spiky tail swished, hitting Alastor slightly making him narrow his eyes at your playfulness.

You were so pretty.

Alastor leaned his head down, neck cracking to nudge your face, nose taking in your scent and sharp teeth nipping at you. Your dainty claws found purchase in his fluffy locks, making way to paw at the massive antlers sitting on his head.

A soft gasp escaped you when you felt his heavy cock press against you.

 Your eyes met his. 

Red dials simmered with desire, but you could see the love he held for you, even like this.

Alastor would do anything for you.

Were you to really turn your back on a man who would carve his heart out if you asked?

You pushed yourself up against him, affectionately kissing his neck and shoulder, scraping your sharp teeth against his skin.

“I love you Alastor” you whispered, feeling your cheeks burn as you admit this suddenly.

You and Alastor never expressed how the two of you felt with words. Actions were more appreciated, but you felt like you should at least tell him once.

He chuckled slightly “No need for such a declaration my dear. Youve had my heart and soul since the moment I saw you. You have my utter devotion.”

He purred. Your eyes widened as a thought popped into your head.

Soul?

Alastor has given you everything of his without even a contract.

His love.

His heart.

His soul.

They were all yours willingly.

”Make a deal with me”

Green magic swirled at your words and Alastor’s cock twitched, he growled lowly “Careful with what you ask dear”

You ignored him. Your hand drifted between you and you gasped as you slid his cock into you, making the demon let out a room-shaking growl.

A surge of magic washed over you and you watched as the glittery glow seeped into Alastor’s skin.

A full thrust had you taking him to the hilt, balls flushed against your ass.

Alastor bared his teeth at you, his tongue licking your cheek.

”My heart and soul…I give it to you” at your words he snapped his hips against yours.

”My complete devotion and love will never waver, for i chose this of my own free will”

Your claws hand sunk into his back, you were trying to focus.

”As a princess of hell and heir to the throne, I grant you any desire you wish…Ah!…”

A soft golden glitter mixed with the green magic, popping noises filling the room.

Alastor's hand was around your throat, holding you into the bedding as his cock pounded that sweet spot inside you.

The hand holding your thigh, was damn near pushing it to be beside your head, opening your cunt to his merciless pounding.

”Al!” You cried.

”You” he hissed lowly, you almost missed it up.

”I want you. I want you to be my mate, as you should be. I want to see you swollen with my seed, ma cherie. To be properly mine and claimed.”

Your magic surged and Alastor’s hips faltered when he felt your cunt fluttered and squeeze around him.

He felt the warmth of your magic in him and moaned as he pushed into you.

“You’re gonna let me fuck a spawn into you? Gonna let me ruin this royal womb? Oh what a treat you would be, a hellish princess carrying the Radio Demon’s spawn oh hoo ”

He crackled as you arched, mewling as his pace grew harsh.

”O-oh fuck! Fuckfuck! ah ah AH ha a-a-h Al!”

A red mark graced your lower belly, the royal seal.

It prevents you from being impregnated.

But with each drag of Alastor’s cock and magic, you watched as pieces disappeared.

“C’mon baby loosen up. I wanna make sure you take all my cum. Dont want a single drop wasted”

He rolled over, catching you off guard. You blinked down at him as you sunk down onto him.

He shot you wicked smile, fluff wild “Just wanna see when you fall apart on my cock”

He thrusted up and you keened, bracing yourself against his chest.

You were gorgeous as you rode the demon. Red horns like a crown as you threw your head back in pleasure.

Alastor wrapped your tail around his arm and growled when you pushed down on him.

Whipped cream gathered at his as you dragged your walls over him, throwing your assinto his thrusts

 ”pretty pretty princess. Such a slutty pussy that wants to be filled. that’s a good girl, you take my cock so well doll. You want my cum?”

You whimpered, nodding “yes yes yes please cum in me. Breed me. O-Oh ha! Al! Let me have your babies please OH fuuuuuccckkk I want it I want it so bad.” Your claws played with your clit, making your orgasm buzzed, golden magic sparking.

You let out a sharp cry as your back arched. Alastor dug his claws in your hips and pounded you out until his cock twitched and the mark on your belly melted away.

Your cunt squelched and your back burned.

”Fuck fuck fuck!”

Alastor growled as his cock dumped his cum inside you.

You crashed against Alastor’s chest, large wings erupting from your back, shielding the two of you in a cocoon.

You tried to move your hips, but Alastor held you fast as rope after rope of creamy spunk painted your walls.

He had returned back to semi-normal. He pressed a kiss to your forehead “Fuck darlin such a good girl.”

You purred as you changed back.

You ran a hand over your belly, blinking to find it was bulging softly.Alastor chuckled “Seems I might have overdid it just a bit”

You nuzzled into his neck “Mhmm not quite…” you sunk your fangs into his neck, making the demon hiss and bite into your shoulder.

You gasped as you felt the last restraint snap and his cum flood your womb, you wiggled your hips, milking his cock.

Alastor let out a hum “ So perfect and all mine.”

You giggled sleepily. “hmmm.”

Your soft snores filled the room.

Alastor’s ears flicked as he watch little flecks of magic danced around the two of you.

He felt kind of bad for having you cockwarm him so he slid himself out. The magic swirled around your womb, sinking into your skin. He watched in wonder as your bulge slowly went down and a soft glow shone where your mark was.

Wonder what that was about?

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“Oh my gosh! Look at you! Your horns! You look like mom. Oh Satan Dad’s gonna flip” Charlie said as she pressed her hands against your swollen belly.

You chuckled at your sister. You could handle your father.

The hotel was shocked when you had announced you and Alastor were having babies.

yes.you heard right.

 Babies.

 Two!

Twins.

Alastor couldn't be more smug when the two of you walked around the city. He was very entertained by the whispers and stares that were thrown around.

The Princess of Hell was having the Radio Demon’s spawns.

Isnt the Princess engaged?

How dare he?

How is the king gonna react?

This will bring shame to the realm!

You were six months and soon your father will be coming to take you to meet your ‘betrothed.’

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Your tail swished in annoyance as you crossed your arms, staring at your father.

The Goetia Prince looked between you and Alastor nervously, Alastor flashing him a sharp smile as he wrapped his arm around your waist.

Your father was seething.

Horns standing tall, eyes red, a ball of fire raging, wings and tail out, and ahh the seraphim eyes.

Daddy was piiiissssed.

And you didnt care.

”what the actual FUCK?!” He bellowed, eyes narrowing on Alastor.

”YOU DARE SPAWN WITH MY DAUGHTER?!”

Alastor hugged you into his side, grinning like a little shit as his hand caressed your swollen belly.

“She was quite adamant Your Majesty. Who am I to disobey my Princess?” His grin had flames pooling from your father’s palms.

You cleared your throat, addressing the Goetia “You can go back home. The marriage is off” the demon blinked and looked to your father. 

“Angel you dont understand-”

”No daddy you don’t understand! If you can be casted from Heaven for love, why can’t I rule Hell with mine?”

Lucifer faltered, eyes dimming.

He watched as Alastor comforted you, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. He looked at you the way Lucifer looks at your mother.

With complete and utter love, adoration,and devotion.

His eyes drifted to your stomach.

You were pregnant and happy.

Lucifer sighed and approached you, making your horns curl in warning.

Lucifer looked at you.

You looked just like Lilith. You were happy and so in love.

He sighed seeing the ring on your finger.

He wondered where you got that stubbornness from?

your mother no doubt

”Fine fine” he sighed, making you calm down.

”I am to be a grandpa it seems! I-I can’t wait.” He smiled at you making you smile back.

”What am I suppose to tell my father?!” Oh he was still there?

Lucifer blinked in confusion and shrugged “Im sure he can overlook this mishap”

”Mishap? Mishap?! Your daughter is a whore! A mockery of He-AAAAHHHHH!”

You smiled happily as Alastor let out a burp “Thank you Al”

He kissed your cheek “No one will insult you in my presence. His screams were exquisite”

Lucifer cleared his throat as the two of you made heart eyes at each other. “Sooooo twin spawns? Yippee”

You laughed rubbing your belly “Things are gonna get busier around here.”

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Alastor leaned down to kiss your forehead, looking at the bundle in his arms.

”You did wonderful my love”

You hummed as you rocked the other bundle.

”YOURE OKAY! I was so worried. You were screaming and then we heard nothing” Your sister cried bursting into the room, Lucifer entering behind her.  You smiled at your twin’s rambling. Charlie fretted over you before settling on the bundle in your arms.

She squealed “Are they-?”

”Met the newest additions to the family”

You had given birth to twins. 

A boy and a girl.

You were holding your baby boy, cooing at the babe who looked at you curiously.

Baby boy was the splitting image of his father, except he had your rosy cheeks and and cute nose.

 Baby girl took all after you. Pale skin, rosy cheeks, tuffs of blonde hair and little wings tucked and curled.

Alastor nuzzled your mini version.

“What you gonna name them?” Charlie asked cooing at the babies.

You turned to your father “Alastor and I thought it would be best if you name them dad. You know the whole angelic thing” you smiled.

Your father’s lips wobbled at your words.

Alastor handed you your daughter and you adjusted both fawns in your arms.

Your father placed his hands over them and a soft golden glow appeared. 

“The Son of the Morningstar shall be called Abaddon”

Your son giggled as magic danced around him, red eyes glimmering in delight.

You placed a soft kiss on the boy’s fluff and handed him to his father.

”A Daughter of the Morningstar shall be named Azrael”

You snuggled the fussy girl who calmed at your touch.

”The blood of the Morningstar shall be blessed as long as the eternal flame blazes. Amen”

You smiled and let out a tired yawn.

”Alright I think that’s enough excitement for one night.” Alastor rushed Charlie and Lucifer out so you and the babies could rest.

Alastor slid beside you on the bed and used his tentacles to put the twins to sleep.

You leaned against his chest, eyes heavy as you smiled up at him.

”was this everything you envisioned?”

Alastor grinned down at you, before taking a long look at his fawns, he looked back at you and hooked a finger under your chin to capture your lips in a kiss.

”Hmmm its much better my dear. Much better”

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[allfearstofallto]

hii! can i make a request?

I've been thinking about angsty things a bit. say if, reader got pregnant, would she hate it? how would scara/childe react? in my opinion, id like to think that scara thinks of this as a way to tie her down to him more, plus its canon he likes kids!! and as for childe i think he'd be very very happy since he has soooo many siblings, (maybe he wants a lot of kids too??)

and..what if reader miscarried? i have this thought of where scara would still be cold to her but give her breaks and more space than usual, but what if reader completely locks herself in and then when he confronts her about it they get into a huge argument, how would scara tackle that, would he resort to abusive tactics and would it increase readers hatred & distance more?

just a brainrot, you dont have to write about it if you're not comfy^_^

This took me so so so long!! I'm so sorry if you were waiting for it!!

I don't typically write for things like pregnancy because it makes me uncomfortable, but I'd be lying if I said I do not absolutely fucking adore angst and hopelessness.

Parasite

Yandere! Scaramouche x Fem! Reader

Forced Marriage AU

TW: 18+ MDNI, Dark Content, Forced marriage, Pregnancy, Miscarriage, Mentions of Dub/Non-Con

A week late turned into two. Two turned into a month. A month turned into three. And three turned into unusual cravings for foods that didn't go together. Sickness and vomiting clouded the hours of your mornings. Dread filled your body the second you realized what this was. Stress makes your cycles late, you told yourself, stress makes your entire body change, and this was a stressful situation, but stress wasn't causing this, was it?

Scaramouche could tell the changes in you immediately. As someone who constantly kept tabs on your life, it was only fair to assume that he'd noticed your slight fluctuation in weight and lack of asking for your monthly cloths. When you were called into his office, you felt a hot flash all over your body, you assumed it was fear, but it could've also been nausea.

His office was a place filled with dread. The air in the room was too thick and worst of all, he was there. The room made you feel small, the only good thing about it was that he was usually too focused on his mile high stacks of paperwork. Except today. Today his razor sharp gaze was focused on your trembling form as you bowed to him, his eyes following down, then back up.

“Answer me honestly,” he began, hands planted on the wood in front of him, “Are you with child?”

If you could throw up again, you would. Of course, you knew all this time, but you never wanted to say it. You hoped, just hoped and prayed that maybe if you never acknowledged it, it would all go away. It would all be a bad dream. But it was true. There was something disgusting living inside you. And it was his.

“I believe so, my lord,” the words couldn't even completely fall from your lips before you were a blubbering, sobbing mess of anguish and fear. Despite the fact that you were completely breaking down before him, he had a small smile on his face, like he was proud of what he'd done to you.

“That's good,” he said calmly, wiping away your tears and planting a forced kiss upon your face. His touch felt cold as ice, but his hands against you made you want to melt your skin away.

The reaction to the “good news” was immediate, whether that was good or bad was up in the air, but everything changed. The tight obi of all the kimono you owned would put too much pressure on your budding stomach, new one's were ordered to be ready as you grew more in size. Your diet was changed completely, less of the Inazuma raw delicacies and more lean meat and vegetables. Daily classes of calligraphy and tea ceremonies were switched to resting with your feet up or light stretching, everything to keep you happy and healthy during your pregnancy.

The biggest change was Scaramouche himself. A man filled with so much hatred and disgust, was suddenly being kinder. Or trying to at least. You watch him open his mouth to make a comment, only to shut it again in favor of saying something still rude, but less insulting.

The Scaramouche that believed that he could take your body whenever he pleased was long gone, even though that was what got you in this predicament in the first place. He'd taken to leaving you in the middle of the night and going to the bathroom to sate his urges. He'd come back with cold damp hands and lay next to you, a protective hand over your stomach as he kissed your cheek and told you how much he loved you.

The day you saw blood between your legs and felt an aching pain in your stomach was a joyous one indeed. A part of you wanted to scream out in glee, but you didn't want to wake your already on edge husband. The blood that coated your fingers could only mean one thing. One good thing. It was gone. You were free of it. Almost immediately, the dark air that seemed to linger over your body vanished and you let out a sigh of relief.

Scaramouche was informed shortly before breakfast that same morning. You relayed the information to a maid, who then told him, whispering the words in his ear so quietly, it sounded like she was speaking gibberish. His face, his expression, changed to one shock, then horror, then pain. You didn't even know he could make such a face, yet there he was with tears in his eyes.

“Wh-what happened?” There was that tone again. The one you were used to. The anger and distaste for you in his voice. He slammed his fist down on the desk, turning his head away from you as his voice became high and breathy, so desperate for answers, “What did I do wrong?”

You stood in his office awkwardly, even this display from a person you hated, this display of agony was hurting you as well. You thought it would be funny. Seeing the man who pulled you from your home and forced you into marriage in pain was supposed to make you happy, but you felt your own chest clenching, felt your hands tremble.

“I-i suppose…I was stressed, my lord,” you muttered, his already labored breaths hitching at those words. The few months you were carrying that thing inside your body, was when he asked for less from you. He expected you to laze around all day and relax. For your body to fall into a daze like trance of naps and delicious food. He wanted happiness for both you and his child that you carried, yet you were still the most stressed you'd ever been in your entire life, knowing that he had something inside you. Something that would continue to fester and grow, until it eventually ate you alive.

He sat bad in his office chair dejected, hurt, and empty. Scaramouche's normally sharp, glaring eyes were wide as he stared at the ceiling, body limp as he bit his lip, “Leave me,” he sighed, his voice barely above a whisper. Had it not been for the quietness of the room, you wouldn't have heard him.

Leave him you did, closing the door as silently as possible and not lingering behind. You felt yourself finally stop tensing, telling yourself that all your woes were over, for now. The thing was gone. You were happy. For once, even if unintentionally, you'd won over your captor.

#mai<3 answers #genshin #genshin x reader #yandere genshin #genshin impact #yandere x reader #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin x reader #yandere x you #yandere x y/n #yandere scaramouche x reader #yandere scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #tw pregnancy #mdni

[dreamofjoys]

Imagine a pregnancy scare with Malleus ( I will assume that if you are human, you and Malleus’ baby will be born the human way instead of egg).

You/Yuu/MC crying and freaking out bc you’re stuck in a strange world with nothing and you aren’t ready to be a mom yet, and you have to hide it from everyone else too, although Lilia might somehow know. Imagine the sheer dread and panic of telling him! A prince getting a magicless nobody preggers and out of wedlock too!

Somehow I feel that Mal will probably be slightly dissapointed in the end that it wasn’t for real.

— a/n: my poor baby will be going through a heart attack T-T

— cw: pranking, fake pregnancy, fem reader "breaks down", mentions of marriage (lilia setting you up heh)

look.. i dont know where this fake pregnancy idea come from but you were probably feeling goofy and wanted to prank him a bit

the plan was simple, to suddenly act distanced from malleus and then break down when confronting him about it

initially when you act "cold" towards malleus, he thought that he did something wrong that made you angry/sad

he spend a few days in his room thinking hard about what could possibly go wrong before deciding that it was better to just confront to you about it and talk things out

before he could do that, you had already stepped foot into diasomnia, approaching him with "sad and teary eyes"

his eyes widened in shock, immediately teleporting in front of you

warm hands immediately cupping your cheeks, brushing off the tears that were cascading down

he tilts your head up, observing your puffy eyes that were swollen from "crying"

"what's wrong, love?"

you started getting more "agitated" at the question as fresh tears assaults your eyes again

that's when you decided to "confess" about what's "bothering" you

you found out you were "pregnant" a few days ago as you found it weird that you were vomiting every morning

the pregnancy test indicated positive - you even showed him a fake sample of it

you proceeded going on about how you did not belong in this world. you were just a magicless human with no achievements in twisted wonderland. and now you are weighed with the burden of carrying the heir of briar valley?? the both of you aren't even married! what would people think about this? they wouldn't dare to talk and point fingers at malleus, but as for you..... that's a completely different story

he didn't know how to feel about this.. sudden news. only 2 points were stucked inside his head. 1) You are pregnant 2) You guys aren't married! how could he overlook this part??? he should have just proposed to you first instead of asking you to be his girlfriend someone tell him that's not how it works

also...... who would bully you?? screw what the world says, he is the future king of briar valley. he is the law, not some outsiders who only know how to make his wife - aka you - sad

malleus pulls you into a hug, one hand protectively holding the back of your head while the other loops at the back of your waist

to be honest, you didn't know how he would feel about pregnancy (i guess it's also one of the main reason why you wanted to pull this prank)

malleus pulls away again, his green slitted eyes looking at your (e/c) lovingly

"it's okay," his fingers brushing off a stray hair that were stick to your cheek due to the tears. " i will take responsibility for everything. all you need to do is to take care of yourself and not get hurt, okay?"

that's when you started crying real happy tears. a part of you felt really bad that you were playing around with him but you were also touched by the depth of the love he had for you

" i think you should tell him the truth now, s/o" lilia popped beside you, causing you to shriek in surprise

malleus's hold on you tightened, afraid that you would fall and injured yourself

"what truth, lilia?"

NOW that's when you wanna dig a hole and never come out.... because it's so hard to confess that it's a prank and you have to watch the excitement in malleus's eyes die down into disappointment

"i see," malleus mumbled, scanning your figure up and down to make sure that... you aren't lying and that you are completely fine without anything growing inside your stomach

that's when bat daddy comes in to save this awkward situation!

"don't look so sad, malleus. you can just propose to her right now and have a baby later on! it's much safer to protect her by giving her the title of crown princess, right?"

malleus's eyes shone with excitement, agreeing with whatever that lilia had just said

you stare at the bat dad, jaws opened wide as you mouthed to him "what the fuck"

lilia only grins mischievously, giving you his signature half lidded eye look

"what? im just helping you to speed up the marriage process!"

you turn back to malleus, trying to tell him that you guys can get married after graduation

but the determined look in his eyes tells you otherwise. in his mind, he is already planning out on how to propose to you, what day you guys should get married, who to invite, the colour of your baby's room, the education needed for your child and etc etc

now, are you the one pranking or did you just got set up by lilia?

#twisted wonderland #malleus x reader #malleus draconia #tw pregnancy #twst malleus draconia #twst malleus #lilia twisted wonderland #malleus headcanons #dreamofjoystwst #twisted wonderland lilia #fem reader

[minthara]

really long personal answer to an anon i got. trigger warnings in the tags.

First of all i wanna apologise to everyone who follows me for the last few days lmao, but i feel like if i dont post about it im literally gonna kill myself. I need somewhere to write down my thoughts because i feel bad always going to the same 2 friends i still have and complain about the same situation again and again about a dude they dont even know that well.

Thank you so much for ur message really, and sorry if im gonna take it as another excuse to write down all my thoughts, but i think it will really help me.

So the pathetic thing. I didnt ever post about this and in real life i think only like. 3 people knew. But after we broke up i begged him for months to take me back. It really was pathetic. And when he called me pathetic i think he was just very very hurt, because that was the second time i broke up with him (just a few weeks ago). It was in the sense of me begging him for so long just to break up again a few months later. I feel fucking stupid even writing this. I spent about 10k euros trying to get away from him, it fucked up my life so massively that i lost a job i really loved over it.

And now my new job is about 5 minutes away from our old apartment and i think thats a huge reason why i cant get over it. Every day i walk past restaurants, the supermarkets, anything we went to together. I had to buy snacks for work today and just burst into tears in the fucking supermarket because we used to go there together. The people at work are always so appreciative bc i know the area so well but they dont know how much it fucking hurts me and its so stupid like. Should i just avoid that part of town forever??? No fucking get over it bitch like wtf its a fucking supermarket.

And it also hurts because i know i wasnt always perfect and there were many times i was super mean to him. But at a point i couldnt deal with his ADHD anymore and that sounds so shitty but im a super organised person to the point where sometimes i wonder if thers anything ocd related but i dont think so. In my head i swap between i have ocd, i have adhd, i have borderline, i have autism  - i have no idea whats wrong with me, but the way i feel cant be normal. I know this because the way i behave isnt normal, i know i can come across as really strange, i cant judge social situations well and often dont know how to behave. But i constantly criticised him for symptoms of his mental illnesss.

But i never physically hurt him, and that was the last straw for me, why i left. I dont know how u can do that to a person you love.

And im just mourning the life i thought i was going to have so, so, so much. I know on tumblr ppl somehow think youre brainwashed when you want a traditional marriage and kids and stuff, but i really thought that was going to happen in the next 2 / 3 years, thats how i planned my life since i was fucking 21 and i met him. And now im almost 27, and i cant even go on dates because i cannot bear talking to new people because all i want is a clone of him but better.

I know i will look back at this and think “u cried about THAT guy???” in a few years, because thats how its always been in my life lol (except for one relationship, but were still really really best friends). I always think afterwards i will never love someone that much again. But it hits so much harder because it was such a serious relationship lol i really wanted to marry him. Sobs lol.

#asks #anonymous #abuse cw #suicide cw #i feel so much better after writing this down lol #blondshell salad on repeat if u know u know

[because-she-goes]

i’m here with you

warnings: anxiety/panic, annoying ass drunk men, drinking for a split second, shitty friends, Matty being her comfort person. Enjoy!

author’s note: lots of talk about anxiety, panic attacks and mental health issues if these make you feel unsafe please find something else of mine to read! Anxiety/panic attacks effect everyone differently, this is just based on my own experience with it. reader discretion is advised.

Nora walked, no stumbled, in the door. Not thinking of her husband sleeping peacefully on the couch, getting too sleepy to stay up waiting for her any longer. Mascara just starting to run down her cheeks. Tears flooding her eyes. Mind in a panic.

Maybe it was the 7th shot of tequila, maybe it was her friends ignoring her all night, maybe it was the creepy guy in the baseball hat staring at her the whole night. Maybe it was the guy laughing at her lame joke too loudly, hoping to make her feel better, but just making her feel small and weak. Either way, she feels…off.

Knots and twists in her stomach becoming more intricate, skin crawling in fear, a cold sweat forming in beads across her hairline.

“Matty! Matty! Matty, where are you?” She calls, now on her heels with knees bent, head in her hands. Totally de-compensating now. He jolts up, a chill shooting up his back. He has rarely heard her say his name like that, hell he hasn’t even seen her this scared in the 3 years of their marriage.

“Baby? Is everything okay? What is happening? Are you hurt?” He scrolls through every worst case scenario in his mind, a frenzy taking over him. He makes his way quickly to her. Seeing her like this in their entryway shatters his heart.

“Matty, I dont know what the fuck is happening. I feel like I can’t breathe. God fuck, I’m scared.” She pants in his direction, now fully sitting on the ground with her hands trying to feel and ground her to anything in reality. And in that moment, they share a look. Her normally warm bright eyes, now a cold almost black and filled to the brim with tears and bloodshot veins creep towards her pupils.

His eyes however are droopy, tired and filled with sadness, fear and empathy. He knows what is going on without her even acknowledging it. She used to have them before they got married, when she would have nightmares about her ex. That fucking prick. She must’ve blocked it out from her memory.

He takes her in his arms and cradles her gently. Slowly rocking her back and forth rhythmically. She is now sobbing, a patch on his shirt damp with her tears.

“It’s okay, baby. I’m here, I will always be here.” He attempts, trying to remain the strong one in this scenario. “How about we go upstairs, cuddle on the couch and I’ll make you that honey lemon sleepy tea you love.” He offers weakly, voice breaking as he tries not to cry.

“Okay… just stay with me yeah?” she meekly agrees between cries. He lifts her easily and bridal carries her up stairs to their comfy couch, laying her down gently then kissing her forehead. He sits next to her, pulling the blanket at their feet up and over her shoulders and wraps his arms around her softly.

“Wanna talk or just sit for a bit? I’m fine with whatever, as long as you feel okay.” He asks, but trying not to pry. Her crying now slowed into sniffles. She pushes her body closer to him, face going in the crook of his neck and inhaling the comforting scent of lavender and mint with just the remnants of cigarette smoke. She sighs, finally feeling the stress and anxiety melt away just from being with him.

“I think we can talk more about it tomorrow. Just felt alone and invisible the whole night. Plus this guy-“ He stops her.

“What fucking guy? Where is he?” Matty already planning to absolutely annihilate the man who caused her so much pain. Bat to the knees? No. Screaming? No. Pummeling. Yup, plan made.

“He’s nobody. Don’t worry, just was a drunk asshole.” She states plainly, already seeing the gears turn in Matty’s brain. “I’m fine, honey. I feel better already, I promise. You’re presence alone helps.” She quickly adds, telling the truth.

“Okay, let me go make that tea for you. Wanna put on some Bob Ross? I know that used to help.” He gently suggests, already working his way to the kitchen and pulling out the tea supplies with her favorite mug. A few short minutes later, the anxiety and panic has drifted away. Nora sipping her tea wrapped in the blankets and watching Bob Ross paint a forest. One that reminds her of the pine scented candle Matty lights for her while on tour sometimes as she sits in the quiet green room, watching him perform on the monitor. Her little zen den, he adoringly calls it. The crew kindly sets it up for her at the venues if she is having a hard mental day.

She hears him singing a tune quietly next to her, drifting to sleep. She then recognizes it as the song his Dad used to sing for his mom… “Don’t Worry.”

Finally, at peace. The last thought she has before succumbing to the sandman is how lucky she is to have him. Her comfort person. Her Matty.

#matty healy angst #matty healy hurt/comfort #matty healy fic #matty healy #the 1975 #drew’s writing :) #Spotify #matty x nora #an encounter

[law-d-water-trafalgar]

SFW

Context: Ikkaku leaves you for dead on an island, then Law realizes and goes back to save you.

Yandere Ikkaku, boyfriend Law, marriage

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" All right everyone collect supplies for the day" you hear your boyfriend Law state to the crew on the deck of the Polar Tang. You had arrived at a lush green unnamed island hours ago in the early morning. You walk with the crew onto the island wanting to be away from Law since you both had a fight about you dont even remember what anymore. You still needed to cool off though. You assumed Law stayed behind to do paperwork, so you walk off onto the island which was covered with vegetation and large trees.

-☆-

Sunset

-☆-

You walk back onto the Polar Tang, with everyone else having boarded you were alone. Looking at the door.

'Should I apologize, or make him apologize, or should I-' your thoughts cut short suddenly seeing Ikkaku at the door looking directly at you, but as soon as you open your mouth to say something she closes the door with a slide then a click. You can not believe her, she just locked you outside. You run to the door banging on it trying desperately to get someone to open it.

"Ikkaku! Open this door now!" You yell but all you hear is silence, as the Polar Tang was going to submerge. Quickly you start to sing with your Sing Sing fruit you rode a letter back to the island not wanting to risk death by the sea. All the fruits were plucked by the crew.

'Does he even realize I'm not in there' Tears start to form as you spiral in your thoughts.

'What if this is his way of breaking up?' you think loudly in your head. They left you stranded.

-☆-

Laws POV

-☆-

"Has everyone boarded Ikkaku?" You ask your crewmate.

"Yes sir" she says innocently.

"Submerge now" you call out in the control room. After you cool off you start to think how you can patch things up with (n). So you go to find her after a full day has passed.

'Where is she Ikkaku said everyone was on board' You think to yourself. Asking nearly every member of (n) whereabouts they all say the same thing. They havent seen her except on the island which you all had left. After half a day passes you start to think maybe she didnt board.

"Ikkaku where is (n)" you ask and surely she should know.

"I havent seen her captain, but dont worry I'm sure shes fine" she says looking you in the eyes trying to look cute. Something wasnt right with just how she said it.

"Room, Shambles" you appear in your and (n) shared bedroom looking through drawers until you finally find (n) viver card. Its pointing in the opposite direction which your going away from.

"Room Shambles" you appear in the control room. You place the viver card in a glass box on a pole.

"Turn the sub around follow this viver card" You say loudly.

"Yes captain!" the crew quickly stops the sub then turns around to go back the other way.

'(n) Please be safe' you think quietly to yourself as you realize Ikkaku staring at you then shifting her gaze elsewhere.

-☆-

(n) POV

-☆-

'Its been two days now since they left you here and I just cant stop crying' you think to yourself.

"We haven't even said I love yous only I really like yous, was he really THAT mad at me?" You question yourself. Then remember Ikkaku. You were the only one who realized her gazes her failed attempts at Law.

"IKKAKU!!! If I ever see you again you will rue the day!" you scream into the void of trees. Then growing tired at the half day that has passed you decide you better sleep you've been up for two whole days in anticipation for there return. For Law to say he was wrong to just be held in his arms again. You slowly drift off into a deep slumber against a large tree.

-☆-

Laws POV

-☆-

'Its been three full days now, at least her viver card isnt wet or disintegrating' your deep in thought when a voice calls for you.

"Captain we reached that island we just left" You hear Penguin say.

"Good everyone stay here" You say loud enough for everyone to hear you even Ikkaku who was watching from behind the hallway.

"Room Shambles" you appear on the island with (n) viver card following it until you see something. No someone familiar. "(n)!" You yell fully relieved she was here but then realize she wasnt moving. You go up to her and bend down looking at the rise and fall of her chest, the bags under her eyes. You pick her up bridal style.

"Room Shambles" you say.

-☆-

(n) POV

-☆-

Your starting to wake up eyes flickering open feeling engulfed in soft fabric. You see Trafalgar at his desk then see your in the warm bed. You feel a snag on your elbow.

"Owwww" you say causing Law to snap around and look at you.

"Finally your awake (n) I've been waiting for what seems like forever" he says with a bit of concern in his voice. He walks over and un does your IV drip putting a bandaid on your vein.

"Theres so many things I need to say Trafalgar" he hushes you then embraces you, feeling his warmth you let him engulf you as you felt cold from the IV drip. You slowly put your arms around him as well.

"Do you know what really happened?" you whisper to his ear. He pulls away in a little bit of shock and says

"Ikkaku said everyone was on board, but the most important person to me wasn't"

"Well I expected her to say that" you say in a huff slightly dizzy. Seemingly confused by what you said he asks you to elaborate.

"I was outside on deck about to head into the Polar Tang when she closed the door on me Law!" you yell at him then continue.

"She has a serious problem with you, shes in love with you and I knew her secret. But I didnt think she would do this to me! I almost didnt make it back to land!" You yell at him frustrated with tears starting to form.

"That and... I thought you broke up with me. That you didnt care about me. Just how long did you go before you even noticed I was gone?!" you sob now into his bare chest. He puts his right hand on your head petting your (c) hair. Using his left to rub your back.

"(n) Im sorry...I've noticed her as well but didnt say anything. I just needed to know you were safe first. She told me everyone was on board and like a dumbass I believed her since shes been with the crew a long time. I noticed you were gone after a day then I tried to find you but you weren't here so I got your viver card out." he says calmly as you sob into his tattooed chest.

"I'm a man (n) not a boy, I wouldnt just abandon you like that even though we had our fight" Law states.

"Its because (n) I realized I love you.." he trails off. You pick your head up and look him in his grey eyes with tears in yours.

"I realized I love you too Trafalgar, but that's why it also hurt so bad" You say as he wipes away your tears.

"I'll have a talk with her, shes gone way too far this time" he says softly to you then kisses your forehead.

-☆-

Laws POV

-☆-

"Ikkaku I need to speak with you, alone" she perks up and says

"Yes captain" shes acting cheery.

Once in the med bay you lock the door. Then turn to face her.

"I know what you did" you coldly state. She feigns ignorance and says

"What did I do captain?" she acts innocent.

"You locked (n) out of the Polar Tang when we left the island, did you think I wouldn't notice your advances as well?" he states harshly.

"Your getting off on the next island which is a port town so you can figure everything out then. Heres your month pay. Now get out of my sight until we reach the island" you harshly say as you see tears starting to form in her eyes you feel completely indifferent to her.

"She doesnt deserve you! I've been here way longer than (n)! I love you Captain!" she professes.

"And I do not love you, I love (n) and YOU went too far" Law states completely done with this conversation.

"Stay out of mine and (n) sight and say your goodbyes, but dont lie" Law states.

"Room Shambles" your back in your and (n) shared bedroom. You see (n) wearing your sweatshirt and some sweatpants. She listening to her headphones softly singing so her powers dont pop up. You grab her headphones and gently pull them off.

"Trafalgar!" she gets up and hugs you close.

"I've dealt with her" you calmly say.

-☆-

(n)POV

-☆-

"What did you say to her?" You ask him while clutching his shirt.

"Shes going to be left on the next island indefinitely, I dont need a crewmate who tries to sabotage my relationship. Also I think it's time I tell everyone" he says softly to you.

"Tell everyone what exactly?" you ponder. Just then he pulls something from his pocket and kneels down on one knee holding up a box and opening it to reveal a ring.

"Will you be mine forever?" he asks looking up at you. In shock you managed to nod yes.

"Of course Trafalgar I would love that" you happily exclaim as he slides the ring onto your finger.

"Thank you Mrs. D Water Law" he says standing engulfing you in a tight embrace.

"Its time to tell the crew then" he says. He goes to the intercom system that connects to every room and says

"(n) said yes to my proposal, in awhile she will be known as Mrs. D Water Law" he says with his famous smirk. You knowing that Ikkaku could hear him made you smirk as well. You both could hear yells of joy on the sub. He stops the intercom and motions to the bed. You both lay down and cuddle up close to one another.

"That was a bit mean but I'll allow it" you say with a hum.

"The next island is three days away, think you can hang in there?" he asks coyly.

"I can do anything now love" you simply put it raising your ringed hand. He reaches out and kisses you, you deepen the kiss, his hat falling off you play with his hair and cup his cheek.

-☆-

Three Days Later

-☆-

"Goodbye Ikkaku!" the whole crew says here and there. With the threat now gone your both free of that soon to be yandere.

-☆-

On The Next Island

-☆-

"All right crew let's go" You hear your fiance state.

"So what are we doing in town today dear?" You ask innocently.

"Feel like getting married?" he asks nonchalantly. Suddenly you well up with emotions of happiness.

"Why yes yes I do" you squeal happily.

"Save the I dos for later" Law softly says.

-☆-

At the church

-☆-

Everyone from the sub is here it's like one huge family. Law locked up the sub before we came. He told you to wear a dress and that's what you did. A silk slit cut down your thigh white dress with beading on the arms. It was a party dress meant for special occasions.

"Do you Trafalgar D. Water Law take (n)D. to be your lawful wedded wife?" the minister asks. You look up at your beloved excited.

"I do" he says with a smirk.

"And do you (n) D. take Trafalgar D. Water Law to be your faithful husband?" the minister asks again.

"I do" you say with your heart welling up.

"You may now kiss the bride" The minister says looking foundling upon you both seeing both your happiness. Trafalgar leans down half way and you close the other half as your lips meet then depart.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife" the minister nods happy for you both.

And the whole crew cheers and throws petals as you walk down the aisle back to the Polar Tang with everyone following behind. You all gather booze and food from the town and party well into the night.

#one piece x reader #law x reader #trafalgar law x reader #trafalgar law #trafalgar d water law

[custard0nut]

𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Marc Spector x gn! Reader

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Your heart is tired out from running after him.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Angst, hurt no comfort, unhealthy relationship, pet names (baby & dove), and talk about having kids (no pregnancy).

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.0k

𝐀/𝐍: First moon knight fic!! Wanted to put Steven in the timeline but ik it’s gonna make the fic wayyy longer and i dont wanna do that cus im lazy. Enjoy x

(title is inspired by ‘trick of the moon’ by Eloise)

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You were fumbling with your ring; the ring that symbolizes your binding to the man you loved. Over the years, your life with Marc was a rollercoaster ride. It was surprising how both of you ended up married considering you both live different lives. Marc the oh-so adventurous one, lived for the adrenaline rush. You, however, preferred the comfort of your shared home, where it is peaceful and quiet. 

Before your last name changed to Spector, you were aware of Marc’s life as a mercenary, that’s why there were times when your relationship was on and off. For Marc, it was for your safety, and for you, it was because of his negligence. Both of your love were like fire; passionate, fierce, and destructive, and that fire burned out too soon.

You sat idly on the couch, your coffee was long cold and your book was forgotten. It was now a routine, waiting for Marc to come home from whatever his mission was. Well, this is the downside of your marriage, you have to be the dutiful and devoted spouse while he runs around risking his life. That topic itself always ends up in an argument and you were always the first one to apologize.

“I told you to stop waiting for me,” exhaustion was evident on his face.

“I know…but I can’t sleep without knowing that you’re safe,” 

Marc scoffed and walked past you to the staircase, “You signed up for this and you know I can’t guarantee my safety,” 

“I’m aware of what I’m signing up for…can’t help myself worrying about my husband being reckless and all,” you spat, the lack of sleep and Marc’s comment got into you. Marc froze on his track and swiftly turned towards you with his nostrils flared, “Reckless?! I’m doing this for us!” You gaped at him, “I didn’t ask you to do this for me! All I ever ask is for you to stop risking your life!” you glared at him through narrowed eyes.

“I can’t give you a normal life! If you want it or that…that fucking ‘American Dream’ so bad then go find it with someone else!!” his tone was pure venom - breaking your glued heart into pieces again, huffing out all the built-up anger and stress, he marched up to your shared bedroom and slammed it with a loud bang. Tears were streaming down your face, hurt from his words but a sick part of you felt relief….relief that he choose your shared bedroom to confine in instead of the guest bedroom. You decided to stay there and give him the space he needed for the night.

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Marc apologized to you the next morning -which surprised you, he clutched your pajamas and sobbed into your chest. He told you how sorry he was and begged you not to ever leave him. He was just tired, sure enough, you’d understand him no?

“I’m so sorry baby.”

“I didn’t mean it…please don’t leave me.”

“You’re all I have.”

“I love you.”

You cradled him and brushed his curls away from his teary eyes, you whispered soft assurance and told him that he didn’t need to justify himself, not to you because you understand him, he was just tired.

“I’m not leaving my love.”

“I’ve got you,”

“I’m here.”

“I love you too.”

The apology was sealed with a kiss; so tender and passionate yet full of guilt. Marc felt guilty for lashing out to you last night and you, you felt guilty for betraying yourself.

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You and Marc were lying down together on a lazy Sunday morning, it was a day off for the two of you; how long has it been since the both of you get to spend your time together? You were curled up against his naked chest as his arm rested on your hip and the other propped up to his head; basking in each other’s presence. You were fiddling with Marc’s golden necklace - that seems to be on his neck all the time; never once did you see him taking it off.

“What’s got your pretty face all scrunched up, dove?” he asked, his voice still husky from sleep. “Hm? Oh, it’s nothing,” you whispered, softer than you expected. Marc pulled your body closer and intertwined your legs together, “I can practically hear your gears turning you know,” he chuckled and began stroking your face. “It’s just….it gets lonely here, whenever you’re gone and I was thinking-” Marc cut you off as fast as a lightning strike.

“No,” his whole body started to become tense and his grip on you loosen. “I didn’t get to finish my sentence yet,” you tried to argue, hurt at how fast he was denying you.

“I know what you were gonna say, and the answer is no,”

“But-”

“Baby, you know we can’t afford to have kids right now,” he sighed and he began to roll out of the bed, picking up his shirt from the floor. You buried yourself into the mattress, feeling shame and dejection, “I know…and it’s because of your line of work.” He stood by the edge of the bed and crouched down to kiss your exposed shoulder blade, “I’m sorry baby.” You just hummed in acceptance.

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You were reading your book in the living room and watched from time to time as the sun sets warm golden hues all over the floor. A pot of green tea right beside you and your favorite vinyl playing in the background. A reward for yourself after doing the chores, simple but rewarding. While Marc was out buying groceries, that’s how the two of you deal with household chores.

“I’m home!”

And he’s home, you were too engrossed in your book that you didn’t hear the front door open. You get up from the comfort of your blanket and couch and went to the kitchen to refill your green tea. Marc was humming ‘A Man Without Love’ while putting away the groceries and he stopped midway when he saw you enter. “Hey, I got you something,” his mouth curved into a smile. “Hm? What is it?” you raised your eyebrow. “Close your eyes and give me your hands,” his eyes twinkle with a hint of playfulness in it. You rolled your eyes and compel to his demand, “Okay fine.”

You closed your eyes and held out your hands; you can hear his slippers shuffling toward you and you felt a cold plastic box placed in your hand. Wondering what it was, you opened your eyes and it was a beautiful bright orange goldfish and it seems to be that it has only one fin. “Do you like it? He can be your new friend so you wouldn’t be alone anymore,” he rubbed his neck and stared at you for approval. “I love it, thank you, baby,” you said with faux enthusiasm. “Great! We can buy the fella a proper tank later after dinner,” he beamed and kissed your forehead before heading to the bathroom to shower.

“Sure, that sounds nice.” You forced out a smile, how the fuck can a goldfish keep you company?

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  “Wait, what, you’re going to Egypt?” you followed Marc to the bedroom - you didn’t even get to finish making dinner when he suddenly stopped setting up the table after answering a phone call. “Yeah, and I’m going with Bushman so you don’t have to worry,” Marc’s body was rigid as he packed up his things into the small suitcase. Sighing out, you decided to help pack his toiletries and first aid. The silence between you two was unnerving, and though you wished to escape this moment there was nothing you could do.

“I can’t make you stay…can’t I?” you mumbled into his shoulder as you locked your arms around his waist from behind. Marc turned his body to you and his face softened after seeing your crestfallen face, he cupped your cheeks and caressed them lovingly. Truth be told, he would rather stay with you because not a single fragment of him wanted to leave you alone while he’s far away from you. However, he had to do it because it is his job. You stared up at him as he traced your lips with his thumb and he slowly pulled you closer for a kiss, you wanted to cry but you couldn’t; you were exhausted.

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Marc was fucked.

He was beyond fucked.

He was dead or half-alive you could say. Bushman got greedy and executed all the archeologists, he tried to save them; he really did but he got sloppy, stupid, and reckless. He chuckled to himself, you were right, he is reckless.

Marc dragged himself to a nearby temple, leaving a trail of crimson behind. Upon arriving he laid down at the foot of a statue, grunting in pain as he looked down at the wound on his side - he was beyond saving. The pain was unbearable and he wished for it to end, taking his gun out he was prepared to shoot himself but he hesitated. In his last moment, all he can think of was you, how could he ever think of leaving you behind unprotected in this cruel world. How could he? Just the thought of it threw him into bends of anxiety and pure grief. 

Slowly putting the gun aside, he reminisced the memories he made with you. In his mind, he replayed all of the important events in his life, leaving his abusive mother, his first date with you, joining the US Marine Corps, his wedding day, and… his brother. God, you didn’t even know about his DID, he kept many secrets from you and you deserved to know but it was too late for him. If only he was a good husband neither of these would have happened. Sighing softly he was ready to accept death in his arms when a voice disrupt his peace.

“What a waste.”

“Huh?”

“I feel the pain inside of you,”

“What the hell are you,”

“I am the god Khonshu in search of a warrior,” 

Marc groaned, “A warrior? Well, good luck with that,”

“You are a worthy candidate to serve me during this time. In exchange for your life, do you swear to protect the travelers of the night and bring my vengeance to those who would do them harm?”

Without thinking straight, he said yes. 

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You were worried. It’s been 3 weeks since you last heard from Marc. He promised you he would give you updates but every day you grew relentless. You couldn’t help yourself but think that he may be dead but you knew Marc, even at death’s door, he will still find a way to go back to you.

Pacing around in the hallway, you decided to check your mailbox to calm down your nerves, perhaps paying the bills will put your mind to ease. You flipped through the mail -bills, taxes, spam, your weekly magazine, and more spam, Egypt…wait Egypt?!  Your eyes widened, and without wasting any more seconds you ripped open the letter. Reading the contents of it, you felt a rush of anguish surge into your chest and throat, and flood your eyes with tears. You couldn’t believe it, re-reading the same sentence and paragraph still wouldn’t change a thing about what was already written on the paper. 

‘PETITION FOR DIVORCE’ 

- Marc Spector 

#not a Gus hater club #marc spector x reader #marc spector x y/n #marc spector angst #moon knight fanfiction #moon knight angst

[nastudragneel]

Dragon Slayer Wedding

Established relationship of nine years. Right after the seven year skip.

Romantic+fluff+marriage+little angst

Natsu x Reader

SFW

~

'Dreams of your friends. Your lover Natsu who you and him imprinted on eachother. Your house, a nice bat-' you dreamt but were awoken by sun rays and shaking.

"(N)!!!" You hear Natsus rattled voice and open your eyes being blinded by the light then adjusting, you saw him.

"Natsu .. your alive?" you say awe struck as he grabs your hand pulls you up and hugs you close while crying.

"It looked like you were dead" he whispered in your ear.

"I'm right here dear I've missed you so much even though it feels like time never stopped" you whisper in his ear. You just rub his back until he has no more tears to cry. Breaking apart but holding hands he says

"Come on dear let's go find everyone else!" He smiles wide. You let go of one hand and use gravity fist to fly upward to see were people may be with him.

~

After finding Everyone And heading back to Magnolia. After the fight with Twilight Orge

At the Fairy Tail guild

~

You and Natsu were holding hands when Lisanna walked in. She scanned the area and stopped on Natsu and you then kept walking up to the bar when everyone noticed and croweded around Lisanna asking questions loudly. You squeezed Natsus hand and he squeezed back. Remembering that he told you Lisanna and him had a crush on eachother, and hatching and raising Happy when they were very young.

'She WILL be put in her place' you think to yourself.

"Calm down love why are you upset (n)" Natsu whispers to you. You turn to him lean over and whisper

"Shes the one from your past right? How is she here? If you have any regrets about imprinting on me tell me now and I'll go away"

"Yes she is the one. And she was stuck in the Exceed world. Apparently she never died. Come on dear you know I dont regret a thing, it was meant to be. I was meant to be with you." He held your hand and put it over his heart.

"I mean it, you wont feel my imprint feel anything for her any feelings died with her" He says and let's your hand go. Feeling eyes on you, you slightly move your head and used your preifrial only to see Lisanna looking at you.

"Shes looking right at us" you whisper to Natsu. He whips his head around quickly locking eyes with Lisanna. With your peripheral you saw Lisanna switch her gaze to the crowd. Then you felt through Natsu, grief through the both of your link through imprintation.

You moved your hand from over his heart

"I'm going home. Why dont you two cetch up?" You say to Natsu as you huff and stand to walk away. Suddenly you felt a strong grip on your wrist making you look back at Natsu.

"Let me go."

"No I know what your feeling and it's okay to feel that way." Natsu says making you sit back down. You chug your beer and ask Mirajane for four more. After they arrive you chug one after another until there gone.

"Heya Natsu,(n) whatsup?" Happy flies into the guild. Once Natsu was distracted you snuck out used gravity wings and then ran deep into the woods you just keep walking until you fall to your knees crying hard. Suddenly a loud thud happened you open your teary eyes to see

'An egg? Its huge' looking all around the egg.

'Whew it's perfectly in tact maybe I can hatch it, better take it home before it gets cold. You cant use gravity fist because you need both arms to hold the egg. You make your way back to town following Natsus imprint as navigation. Once back in town you went home and lit the fire place, placing the egg in front of it.

"Shit their coming and he can feel everything I'm feeling!"You yell then hide behind the egg with all the lights off. You hear the door open and steps over to the kitchen then living room and click. The lights came on.

"(N)-" Natsu stopped mid sentence staring at you hiding behind the egg eyes popped over the egg.

"I tried to get away as soon as I could when I found out you left I know how much pain that caused you. Also whered you get this exceed egg?" Natsu asked.

"I found it in the forest it almost hit me in the head." You say lip quivering. You stand and look at Natsu Happy and the egg.

"Let's hatch it and raise it to be happy and healthy" Natsu breaks the silence. You just nod and hug the egg.

"I'm gonna be a mom..."

"You were all ready a mom to Happy, so we will become one big family" Natsu says.

"Ai sir! I feel like your my mom (n)" Happy says.

"What about Lisanna? Did you talk with her?" You ask curiously.

"Yes after the crowd died down we talked... I told her about you and how much I love you and want to get married to you. She understood what I was saying how I havent felt for her in a very long time." Natsu stated then crossed the room to you, held your hands, looked you in the eyes and kissed you soft at first then passionately. When we broke for air, he noticed your tears. Tears of happiness as he could feel it. Wrapping both arm around you Natsu embraces you in his warmth. You wrap your arms around him under though. And let the tears flow until they stop. Releasing eachother Natsu asks

"Do you feel better now? No ones gonna steal me away silly. Remember we imprinted and completed the ritual over two years ago."

"Well then there was that seven year gap that we both missed out on. But I trust you more than anyone I've ever trusted before" You say and he nods and sighs.

"Everything will be okay (n) let's raise this Exceed as our own and eventually get married okay?" Natsu says.

"Okay honey. Are you-"

*gurgle gurgle*

"Hungry" you say as Natsu puts one hand to his head and laughs.

"You bet I am!" He yells happily.

"Okay please light the stove. Let's all move into the kitchen." You state as everyone follows. After the feast Natsu cleans and puts the plates away for you as your in the living room filling the egg to make sure its warm enough. You put an ear to it and it wiggles. You run to Natsu and yell

"It just wiggled! Its amazing!" He just laughs and smiles.

"That means it's close to hatching. Were lucky we dont have to wait that long. When we leave the house theres a chance that, the fireplace could cetch something on fire."

Feeling your heart jump he continued.

"I think it's best if we stay home until he or she hatches" Natsu says which makes you feel better.

"Yay!"

"I'm seriously deprived of cuddles over here please Natsu cuddles..." you wiggle your butt.

"Okay okay let's go" he states defeated but happily. You take your top and bottoms off to expose your panties which makes him blush deep red everytime. You pat the bed next to you. He undresses but leaves his boxers on and joins you in bed.

"Hey so that's what I came out of?" Happy asks and Natsu says

"Yup little buddy you came outta one of those but your flames at the bottom were dark blue this one is red."

"Awesome I cant wait to have a sister or brother. Wait so that means I'm the big sibling?" Happy asks curiously.

"Yea you'll be a big bro to it" you say as Natsu wraps both his arms around you and you do the same.

"If you wake up early please put more wood on the fire Happy" you say sweetly.

"Ai sir!" As Happy curls up on a big pillow near the fire. Eventually you all fall asleep.

~

A couple days later

~

You awake to crackling and realize the egg is hatching. Rolling over Natsu you smack him with pillows until he opens his eyes. You rush to turn on the light.

"Wake up you two, its hatching!" You yelled as they popped up really quick. All three of you gathered in a row to see the magic happen. As the final crack happened pop goes a kitty into the air it was pure white and a boy. It fluttered down to you as you slowly extended your hands to hold the little ball of fluff. Hold him close to your chest.

"I am mama" You state to the curious fluff. Then gently pass him to Natsu.

"Hes so cute, I remember when you were this small Happy." Natsu says to Happy.

"I am papa little cutie"

"What should we name him? I was thinking Snow since hes pure white what do you think dear?" You say happily.

"Snow... yea seems like a great fit for him!" Natsu says and passes Snow to Happy.

"Wow I have a little brother now" Happy says in awh. The sun rays start to shine through your window.

"Well guess it's time to head out" Natau said as he gets up and goes to the kitchen. You stand and follow him as the two cats were playing together. Natsu lighting the stove, you prepared breakfast. After finishing you place the food on the table with some fish.

"Breakfast is ready!" You call out as happy flies in holding Snow onto the booster seat. Happy gives Snow small pieces of fish while you and Natsu devour the rest.

~

At The Guild

~

You all walk into the guild with people asking where we were like we just dissapeared. Answering with Snow which caught everyones attention even Lisannas. After Snow got pooped out we decided that Happy take him home and watch over him maybe start teaching him letters and words. While we went on a quest for rent money.

~

Half A Year Later

~

"Hurry get in the room he cant see you in your dress before the wedding!" Lucy yells as we managed to get in the powder room.

"I'm not going to have anyone on my side..." you say about to tear up.

"Oh no! No crying you will ruin your makeup!" Lucy yells again.

"Thanks for being my maid of honor Lucy I'm just so happy like I cant believe its actually real." You say as she retorts.

"I know it's a happy day for you both but stressful for me who planned your wedding. You go up and hug her.

"Thank you so very much Lucy" you state.

"Ya no problem but we have to hurry it's bad luck to make them wait." Lucy says. The piano and band start playing.

"That's your cue let's go"Lucy says frantically.

"Okay lets go." You say as you hook arms with Lucy and walk out only to see everyone in the guild whose in Magnolia and some other guessing friends of Natsus.

'So there are people on my side after all what a relief' you think to yourself.

'That's right all for you dear' Natsus voice popped into your head.

'Wait are we telepathically connected now?' You question.

'I just heard you and replied honey now dont be afraid your surrounded by family' Natsus voice vanished and your left staring at him only him in a suit. Gaining strength Lucy walks you down the isle then stands next to you in her maid of honor spot along with Erza and Juvia at your side. On Natsus side his best man is the the old master then Grey and Gajeel. Natsu reached his hand out to you and you accepted stepping up the step in your spot. The music stops and the ceremony begins.

"Do you Natsu Dragneel take (N/L) to be your lawful wedded wife?" The preacher asks. You suddenly feel a swell of happiness which is coming from Natsu.

"Why yes I do!" He yells as people whistle.

"And do you (N/L) take Natsu Dragneel to be your lawful wedded husband?" The preacher asks.

You feel so happy in this moment your happiness meter is above the mark and your sure Natsu feels it too.

"Heck yes I do!" You yell as people whistle again and murmurs that their the perfect couple.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride" the preacher says as you turn to Natsu and lean in for the kiss. You feel in your imprint Natsu leaning forward and you both feel soft lips of your partner then depart. You can save the naughty for later. Everyone erupts into cheers. Snow, Happy, and Carla fly around cheering. Onto the cake cutting everyones watching. We hold eachothers hand then cut the cake for two, hook arms then bite into the cake. Applause breaks out as people line up for cake. After that it time for the bouquet you turn away then throw it back and turn around. To your surprise Lisanna caught it. You go up to her.

"Congratulations im sure you'll find a lucky man for your lucky heart have a good time at this party please." You say nicely.

"Why thank you and congratulations on your marriage" she says but you notice a small tear in her eye. You both hug as custom in the land for bouquet throwing then break apart. After that the band played and people mingled. A line formed next to Natsu and you as people one by one they congratulated us. After that was the first dance which Natsu kept stepping on your toes so you used gravity magic on your shoes that would repel him from stepping on you. He learned real quick then.

'I've got it dear!' He says loudly, clearly excited and you just giggle making some people confused but they get over it. After our dance was over other people took the dance floor. You walk up to the old master and say

"Old Master Me and Natsu can telepathically talk to eachother now I wonder why that is?"

"Well child in those seven years we were submerged in time, well dragon slayers work differently. If you've imprinted it ages like a fine wine so that's probably the cause. We all were in there for seven years so you both gained an ability." Old master says.

"Ahh it makes sense-"

"Come dance with me (n)" Natsu says as you say goodbye to gramps. On the dance floor you made gravity shoes again. After all that fun its finally time for the white almonds. A tiny horse was waiting with a small open carriage as you both held hands and walked through the people on either side throwing almonds. Once at the the carriage you both turn around and yell.

"Thank you!" Then get into the carriage on the way home with Happy and Snow sitting on your laps. Through town there was whistling yelling and flowers being tossed onto the carriage as you the one driving since Natsu was motion sick from the ride. You were slightly motion sick but stuck with it. Once home you get off the carriage and hold the reigns.

"Natsu were stopped now ." You say as he recovers and hurry to get out. "Thank you!" He yells as hes now standing with snow in his arms. You let go of the reigns and poof goes the carriage. Once inside

"Hey little buddy mind coming back tomorrow with Snow? Me and (n) have some things to do." Natsu asks as Happy goes

"Ai sir! See you tomorrow" he holds Snow then flies out the window.

'What do you mean we have things to do?' You ask through telepathically.

'What do couples do after a wedding? The honeymoon!' He replies as you nod. You both have always had a good sex life but now its official your married. "I love you Natsu Dragneel"

"And I love you (n) Dragneel hehe"

#natsu x reader #natsu dragneel #fairytail #fairytailnatsu

[romulanfucker]

well i finished ds9.

#i cried for the last 15 minutes straight but that doesnt mean it was a good finale it means the slowed down version of #the way you look tonight got to me #like. im not gonna harp on this too much but the entire pahwraiths storyline was unnecessary and #didnt even fit with the rest of the show like. its a war show. if you wanted this to be anything. #it wouldve had to have been a whole war. not back doors and sneaking around the whole way through #and something that got ended before it started #if the dominion war didnt kill captain sisko what on earth made the writers room think that #a 2 minute scene with him alone in a cave was a fitting end #like. if you wanted to play up the risks of being the emissary #you could've just ended the show with him still fuckin ALIVE but in another vision with them saying theyre not through with him yet #like thats it! thats it!!!! #and then you dont have to break up his marriage or tear him away from his children which is like the worst thing in the world and you wrote #and entire episode about how having him die and having jake left to grown up alone shouldn't happen like. #you really thought that was a fitting end? ok. bye i guess.

[barnes-n-nobles]

Ready or Not (NONCONSMUT)

Request: 

- Can you do a dark!druig when he forces the reader to marry him.

- Can i request a dark! druig

people always tell the reader that she was born to be a mother and housewife and the druig decides he's going to make her one

If she was a eternal that happens when they reunited

If she was a human she lives in his comunity in amazon

Thank u

Once again i have combined two asks in one as they make sense together !!

Thank you for your request! Please reblog, like, and let me know what you think!

Warnings: Non con, drugging, mind control, threats of murder, tampering with birth control, trapping. Also talks about pregnancies and there might be some wrong information in here but it’s fictional!

Word count: 5k+

18+ !!!! If you “keep reading” you are acknowledging that you are 18+ and that you have read the warnings.

Please Do not translate, no permission to repost any of my writing on any other platform, and do not copy this and claim it as your own.

“I’m sorry but I’m not ready for marriage. I still have a lot to do before I settle down Druig…I can’t marry you” pulling your hand away from his. Druigs eyes widened, coming up from his knee, the look of absolute shock. “DONT do this to me y/n..we’re perfect for eachother” his hand taking yours again. You ripped it away quickly, “I’m telling you no! I don’t want this. I don’t want to marry you” stone cold expression as you walked off. Tears filled his eyes, wondering where he had gone wrong. Why didn’t you feel the same way that he did. What could he have done to change this outcome. “No..youre not leaving me” he ran up to you, holding you in his arms as you struggled to get him off. “Let me go!” you yelled trying to break free. Druig threw you to the ground, making you fall on your knees, “Fine…If i CANT have you…no one can” with a quick motion of his hand, he snapped your neck, making your body collapse to the ground.

He sat up from bed, finally opening his eyes, hyperventilating, muttering many no’s while he was still half asleep. You woke up to the cries next to you, reaching over to him immediately, “My love are you okay??what happened?” Your soft hands ran along his back, bringing him close to you as his panic attack passed him. “I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry….Oh my god it was just a dream” pulling you into a feverish kiss, holding your face in place as he kissed you repeatedly, trying to reassure himself that you were still here. “Terrible..terrible dream”. As he calmed down you two two slept intertwined with eachother, Druig needed to feel your love for him. He craved your touch, affection, smiles, it was all very reassuring to him. That dream was never going to happen, because you WOULD marry him…right?

As time went on Druig projected his insecurities on you. Never letting you speak to any other man unless it was him. He made you wear loose clothing so no one would ever dare to see or imagine your perfect body but him. You were only allowed to leave when he accompanied you. He insisted on showering together to make sure you didn’t pleasure yourself. The only person who was allowed to make you feel good was him. Not only that, he had all your passwords to every social media account that you had, blocking the men who tried to slide into your DM’s. He even made you quit your job, insisting that he would take care of you but it was really just his way of making you stay away from other people, needing you home safe and sound so you could take care of the house and him. He need to know you weren’t going to jeopardize your relationship, that way he could make sure you only had eyes for him. You were willing to comply, hoping this would bring him peace but it started to feel like way too much. He got specially controlling when he would leave for weeks at a time. He ran a business that you had little to no knowledge about. All you knew is that he made a lot of money, which he used to spoil you and take you on really nice trips. When he had to leave, he placed guards outside the property, making sure you were “properly protected” when he left.

While you were home preparing dinner, you got a text from Druig, quickly stopping what you were doing texting him right back.

“Baby, I have a surprise for you.”

Smiling at the text, your fingers flew over tiny letters

“Honey you shouldn’t have! Come home already ~”

When he got your message, a smirk formed on his face, looking at the ring he held in his finger, imagining how it would look on your pretty left hand. “Boss, its ready. You just need to sign” the employee brought a little case and place it in front of him, giving him the pen and paper to sign. “Make sure all the footage is erased. No one can know I was here” Druig said as he signed, placing everything he needed into the little case, feeling excited for tonight.

Getting all dolled up, your mind wandered, trying to figure out what the big surprise could be. Your mind immediately thought about a puppy, then a new dinner table, then you thought about a car, laughing at yourself for all these silly ideas. What could it possibly be. You got everything ready for Druigs arrival, waiting for him in the living room. As soon as you heard the door start to unlock you got up, trying to look as natural as possible. “Honey I’m home” his voice trailing all the way to your ears. “I’m so glad baby, I missed you” hugging him now, as he placed a kiss on your head. “Look! I made you your favorite dish! Aren’t you so proud of me” he smiled at how cute you were, knowing you’d made the most beautiful housewife. “Of course darling. You always know how to make me happy. My perfect girl” throwing his case on the sofa, freeing his hands so that he could finally have you in his arms. Hugging you tightly, he connected his lips to yours, tasting your sweet lipgloss that you had put on.

“Are you ready for your surprise kitten?” running his thumb under your chin. Nodding, he gave you a quick kiss before asking you to close your eyes. Doing as he said, you heard him open his case and then shutting it. “Alright princess open”. He was now on one knee, holding up a beautiful ring. You gasped, hands going up to your mouth in shock. Druig smiled, feeling a little relieved seeing your reaction, “Druig what is this” shocked. “My love, it’s time for us to move on to the next stage in our life. Will you do me the honor of marrying me?” your breath caught up in your throat, feeling your heart start to race “Druig…I…I don’t know if I’m ready”. His heart felt like it had stopped pumping, that wretched familiar feeling of fear emerged. You knelt beside him, giving him a hug. “I’m sorry love, just give me some time okay? Let me get prepared for you and we can revisit this in the future” your voice was sweet and soft, but it didn’t change the fact that it felt like a thousand knives were stabbing him right through the heart. His tears now spilled out from his eyes, wishing he could wake up again from what felt like that terrible dream.

“I’m sorry Druig..please understand me. I’m so so sorry. I don’t know if I’m ready for marriage or to even start a family yet, I’m only (your age)” he moved away from you, his nose turning a shade of pink. He caressed your face, your head leaning against his touch, feeling good that he was understanding. “No baby..I’m sorry” he whispered before feeling a stabbing pinch on the side of your neck. Your eyes were darting everywhere as your body started to feel heavy, you couldn’t keep your body upright so you started to slowly lean, Druig caught you and held you close to him as the drug fully entered your system. “Dont worry princess…I’m going to take care of you.” Your sight started to blur, as you fought the intense urge to sleep, “wha..Is, hap..” slurred words tried to form but your body slowly shut down. Before it was completely gone you felt him slip something on your finger, moving your eyes down you saw the ring before it all went black.

Druig held your now unconscious body, lifting you up into his arms taking you to bed, gently placing you on the mattress. Going back to the living room, he placed both of your passports in his case and started to pack for you. He grabbed a bag and started to place everything you might need into it. When he went to the bathroom he grabbed all your toiletries, shoving everything in. Due to how fast he was going he dropped a mint container, spilling its contents out. His eyes narrowed a bit, trying to figure out what he was looking at, because it sure as hell wasn’t mints. As he knelt down and looked at it closely, then it clicked. This was birth control, the one thing he told you he didn’t want you to use. He rummaged through the rest of your things and came across a little calendar that tracked your intake of the pills however, you seem to have missed a couple days. He counted the pills and it matched up, you had been off it for at least a week. He opened up the pills, tossing them in the toilet then flushing them down. He felt betrayed that you would keep something like this from him and go behind his back. His thoughts were all over the place but he settled on a sick one. If you didn’t want to marry him, then he would have to trap you.

Since you were unconscious, he decided to start early. He unbuckled his pants taking them off, his dick hardening at what he was about to do. He rose up your dress, snapping your panties off with his hands, thumb now rubbing over your clit, trying to get you nice and wet for him. He couldn’t help himself when he started to feel your juices coat his finger, needing to get a taste. His tongue circled over your clit, making you whimper unconsciously. His finger entered you, going in and out as it curled inside you, loving the sound that your pussy made. He entered a second finger, scissoring you inside, earning another mewl from you. “Even in your sleep you get me so hard, my love. Delicious” he whispered before kissing your clit and getting up. He pulled himself out of his pants, giving himself a few pumps.

He slid inside with ease, moaning at how slippery and warm your cunt was. Shuddering in pleasure. He held your leg up, having more access as he started to fuck into you. “Fuck baby…you take me so good…can’t wait till you’re so full of my cum. Im going to get you pregnant, and you’re going to be the best mommy ever” grunting into your ear. “My beautiful beautiful wife” his thrusts getting irregular, chasing his high. A few more pumps into you and he was spilling himself inside you. His dick twitching as he filled you with his seed. He stayed inside you for a couple minutes, not wanting a single drop to leak out. When he was satisfied, he cleaned you up then himself, looking at the time he realized that he needed to hurry up and get going with you. The private jet was waiting.

~~~~Many many hours later~~~~

When Druig and you landed, he had people already waiting for him. A black Escalade was to take you two far deep into the Amazon, where you and him would never be seen again. Druig had to drug you many times, he could have just kept you unconscious but he had to make sure everyone who you two were encountering had no knowledge of what was happening, resorting to erasing their mind over and over again. That in itself took a lot of power from him, so he couldn’t keep you unconscious with his ability so he just used drugs to keep you sedated. When you two were finally there, he couldn’t believe how successful the community had been since he was last there. Everyone had done an amazing job at making this a fully functional village for the two of you to raise a family in. Everything was going according to plan, knowing he did good by preparing everything in advanced.

His cabin was just as he had left it, with the addition of a bigger bed. He laid you down gently, needing to bring you back he grabbed the antidote for the drugs that were swimming in your system. Carefully he injected it into your blood stream, rendering them useless. Slowly, you were brought back into consciousness. Starting to hyperventilate you felt like your head was about to roll off, grabbing your temples, rubbing them as if that would relieve the pain. “Morning Sunshine…or evening I should say. We’re in a different time zone” he cooed moving the hair from your face, satisfied with himself for bringing you all the way here with him. “Druig what happened…my head hurts so bad” your voice raspy, making him smile at how cute you sounded. “Worrying will make it worse baby. Just sit back and relax” he assured you, watching you closely. The bed felt different. The room was an unknown color, different layout, your dresser was gone. Everything was different, hence the unfamiliarity. “Where are we?” You asked, realizing that the last thing you remembered was his proposal at your previous home. “Darling, I’ll let you know soon. Please just get better and I’ll explain everything” his tone was soft, yet it felt odd. “I…what happened, why am I here…I cant remember anything” getting up from the bed, scanning the room. You opened the curtain, surprised too see this eerie looking forest. “Y/n…calm down. Come back here” he commanded, trying his best to keep it cool.

Walking towards a door, you opened it, a wave of humidity enveloping you. This only confirmed that you were far from home. This type of weather never happened where you lived. The fog was dense, making it hard to see, but you heard someone walking. You ran out, ignoring Druigs call outs to you “HELP ME PLEASE SOMEONE” your screams echoed through the forest finally being able to see the person. “Please you have to help me…” you said grabbing the persons arm, but as he turned you saw he had golden eyes. You gasped, taking a few steps back but you bumped into a stern chest, taking a few steps as you turned. You saw Druig, eyes golden like the other man, staring at you expressionless. Druig shifted his attention from you to him “have everyone on guard, seems like she likes run” the man mindlessly nodded as he turned and left. Druig grabbed your arm and yanked you to him, almost dragging you back into the cabin. You struggled against him but his strength was too much, making you fall on your feet when he pulled you inside. He closed the door, locking it as he saw your frightened frame on the floor.

“Why are you doing this, please tell me something..Anything….” you cried, scooting away from him as he tried to grab you again. “Just Stop with the questions. Everything will be okay love, just trust me. I’m doing this for us” he explained, bringing you up to your feet, adjusting your clothes. “Why have you brought me here. I wanna go home”. Not being able to remember much, the moments before you were taken you remember how he was proposing. You knew in your heart you wanted to potentially marry him, but the timing was not right. You wanted to do more in your life, settling down at your age just wasn’t something you were planning on.

Druig cupped your cheek, leaning in to give your forehead a kiss. “You are home y/n. This is where you belong…with me” his hand bringing your face closer to him, the kiss getting heavier. His left hand snaked its way around you, gripping your waist pulling you more into him. His lips trailed from yours to your jaw, making your body ignite. His breathy moans moved down to the nape of your neck, making you get goosebumps. Your better judgement was slowly slipping away but you couldn’t have him distract you from what you needed to know. You pulled away from him, but he pushed himself onto you more, “Where are you going princess…I’m not done with you” he picked you up by your legs, making you wrap your arms around his neck, fearing you would fall back.

Attempting to get off of him, you squealed as he let you go, dropping you hard down into bed. You tried to roll over to get away from him but he grabbed your hair making you roll on your back, facing him, “this isn’t you Druig…please don’t do this” Druig eyes flashed gold, making your own widen as they reflected off your own. “You have no idea who I am baby. What I can be for you.” He eyed you down looking as you voraciously, as if you were the little lamb that walked right in front of a wolf . “What I can do…I suggest you lay there like the good little girl I know you are and take what I’m about to give you. I promise you’ll enjoy it, my wife” his sinister smile made you recoil into yourself. This wasn’t the person you were with, the person you wanted to marry. You questioned if it was a facade but it didn’t make sense, he seemed so real and genuine to you. Someone who promised to protect you at all costs.

“Stop DONT do this. I promise I won’t tell anyone, Druig let me go” your voice shaking in fear. His hands grabbed your wrists, pinning them on either side of your head. His legs wedged themselves between yours, spreading them apart. Squirming under him, your wrists started to sting due to how hard he was crushing them. You winced at the pain, making your movements come to a halt. “That’s it darling, calm down…unless you want me to hurt you more. Which might be what you want considering how horny you are, I can almost feel your wetness seep through your panties.” His hard bulge grinding against your thinly clothed pussy.

The way he was grinding into you, was so good. He pressed against your clit over and over again making you aroused. When he let your wrists go, he spread your legs open wider, his thumb pressing into your clit before rubbing it in circles. You clamped down on your lips, not wanting to moan. “Aww sweetie, you don’t have to fight me. I know I make you feel good..” he grabbed your face with his pale fingers, making you look up at him, “just let go” his eyes turned gold, making you groan out in pleasure. Watching you come undone beneath him was a sight he could never get over. Your lips opening in bliss, eyes closed, your beautiful body arching up. It was addicting to him.

Finally having enough, he tore your clothes off while doing the same with his. He flipped you on your tummy, shoving your face down onto the mattress. You tried to fight him but there really wasn’t any point, he quickly overpowered you. Grabbing you, making sure you were kept in place, ass up with your folds shinning. He growls to himself as his tip rubbed on it, moving his shaft up and down. “Such a wet cunt” he whispered as he finally pushed himself inside. Inch by inch, your body stirred, feeling conflicted with yourself you kept your face flat on the soft pillow, trying to drown your moans. Druig laughed at your actions, snapping his hips into you in a single fast motion, making you scream into it. His right hand came under your neck, grabbing you harshly and pulling you up to him. His lips ghosted over your ear, his feathered kisses tickled making you recoil.

“mmm Darling…you need to learn to be grateful for the pleasure you’re receiving. I’ll edge you for hours if you don’t show me how good I’m making you feel…do you understand?” His heavenly accent made your legs week, something you had a very weak spot for. “This is w-wrong” muttering silently as you clenched around him, the sound of your wetness coupled with his thrusts resonating off the walls. “Take pleasure in the wrong. It’s so much better..relish in it..enjoy it. I know I do”. He straighter up, grabbing your hands and held them behind your back, angling himself, he started to obliterate you. You bounced off of him only to be brought right back over and over again. This time you couldn’t stop your moans, hissing and crying at the astonishing pleasure.

Druigs eyes rolled back, loving the way your pussy grasped him while he fucked you. His eyes roamed your back, mesmerized by the way your ass bounced with each forceful thrust. His delusional state made him want to do it harder, wanting to see how much more you could bounce off of him. Your cries made him crave you, finding it incredibly hot as you begged for him to stop. He need to show you that whatever he wanted, he got. “I wouldn’t waste your words princess…I’m not gonna stop. What you want doesn’t matter anymore. You are mine to use whenever and however I want….that is your only purpose from now on”. Thrusting into you one more time, he let you go, causing you to crash into the pillow. He laid behind you, holding your left leg up as he plunged himself inside you again, connecting his lips to yours making out with you feverishly.

“Submit to me” his eyes glowed gold again, making you accept him as your lips moved in sync with his. Making your leg stay up, he let go of it and focused his middle finger on your clit, flicking it up, down, side to side, and in circles. Your legs were starting to feel like jelly, “fuck Druig….don’t…stop” screaming in pleasure yet ashamed at the same time, head rolling back onto him. “Darling I will never…I’m going to keep playing with your pretty pussy until you cum all over my fingers. I’m gonna make you squirt all over yourself like the dirty little whore I know you are..” his filthy words made you loose it, cuming hard against him, feeling your liquid coat your inner thighs, doing exactly what he predicted. You body shook as his fingers caressed your sensitive clit, letting you ride it out. Going numb, you just laid there a mess, hair sticking to your forehead and drained from all of it. Druig threw your leg over, making you lay on your side, “This is how I want you y/n, all weak and fragile so that I can do with you as I please” he entered you again, pushing himself deep into you, his hands holding onto your hips as he pounded into you.

“Fuck you’re going to be the most beautiful and perfect wife. An amazing mother to our children. CANT wait till I see you all swollen and full of our baby” moaning at the thought he couldn’t keep it in anymore, with one more push he was coating your insides. His cock twitched as he emptied himself inside you, making sure to push his cum as deep inside you as he could. The lack of response had him puzzled, “Y/n?” His hand grabbed your jaw turning you to him, but your eyes were closed and you weren’t responding. He checked to make sure that you were still breathing and he was so thankful that you were. You must have passed out from exhaustion, he thought to himself. He curled up next to you and spooned you, satisfied with himself for being that much closer to getting you pregnant. He made you his wife so now the next objective was to start a family, and he would make sure you two would do just that.

~~~~~~~~~~2 months after~~~~~~~~~~~

Druig let you have more freedom now that you were here in the village, no longer controlling you in the way he used to. He lessened his grip a bit and let you do as you pleased, as long as you were inside the community. He felt safe knowing you were close by, after all this village was made for you and him. It certainly felt better for you to have more freedom, however he did have one important rule. Stay within the village. He forbade you from leaving as there wasn’t any humans for miles. It could be hard for him to find you if you were in trouble or worse, if you tried to escape. Understanding his position, you did as he said, getting accustomed to your new life. You made good friends in there and even learned how to live without much technology thanks to the help of Enzo, the community’s teacher. He was Druigs right hand, he made sure everyone was doing as they were told. Enzo was gifted with knowledge, making it easy for everyone to learn from him. Today he would be teaching you how to deliver a baby, a bit awkward but you certainly had to know in case of an emergency.

“After you instruct her to breathe and push, you want to make sure that you keep your eye out for the head” he explained showing you a picture of what you’d be looking at. Everything he was saying and showing was too much, you weren’t the best when it came to graphic imagines and this certainly was one of them. “I need to take a break” taking the picture from him and turning it over, closing the book and pushing it away. Enzo giggled, rolling his eyes at you, “okay we’ll stop here for today. Your husband won’t be happy though, he insisted on having at least this first lesson done”. Sighing you shook your head, “I don’t know why I have to learn this. Well….I do but why can’t another person do it, I’d faint if I had to do this in real life. Druig knows this”. Enzo took a quick look behind him, making sure you two were alone, “Ok fine I’ll let you skip the pictures but tomorrow we’ll need to go over the procedure in great detail, ok?” Smiling at him you agreed, “sounds good, thank you for understanding” as you got up to leave he grabbed your arm, “wait you can’t go back now. He’ll know the lesson wasn’t done right if you leave this early. Let’s just stay here for now” patting the seat next to him so you could sit.

“How are you so comfortable teaching this kind of stuff. Did you help deliver a lot of babies here?” curios as to how he even knows this well enough to be teaching it. “I have actually. Everyone needs to know how to do it because as you know we don’t have a 5 story hospital here with fancy technology. We all must be ready”

“Having kids is so crazy. I can’t believe human bodies go through all that” your mind going in circles after all that you saw in the pictures. You knew it wasn’t an easy process but the pain was what you feared the most.

“Yes the body is an incredible being. But people have different experiences, I know that women who have wider hips have an easier time. They can have many kids and it won’t be as painful as someone who is extremely petite. I can already tell you that you have the perfect birthing hips. You’ll definitely take it like a champ” he nudged you with your shoulder. “When you have to carry your infant, he or she will sit perfectly on your hips. Your curves were made to carry your husbands children. In all honesty you would make a great mother. Don’t you think?” You were indeed great with children and you even looked after them whenever they were close to you. Many of the moms said that you would make the perfect mother and housewife. It was something you now thought to be a sweet compliment, however you didn’t want to be a mother just yet.

“I don’t know wether to be flattered or offended Mr.Enzo. You know how I feel about having children.” Enzo shook his head, “You’ll never be ready silly. But once you’re pregnant I can assure you that you’ll like you are when you see your tummy start to grow, feel the baby kick, and when its time to deliver. My wife felt the same as you did but she fell in love with the whole process”. You chewed your lip in nervousness, it had been a while since you took your birth control and you wondered when that scary day would come. Enzo noticed how you weren’t giving in to the idea, nothing he said regarding this topic got through to you. “Just make sure to keep Druig in the loop. I know he’s been wanting to start a family with you, but he deserves to know how you feel if you’re that unsure of it. Anywho, I’ll see you tomorrow at the same time” Enzo packed his satchel and went off, needing to talk to Druig before you got to him. This was the last attempt Druig was going to take to convince you that you were ready to have a child. He tried to use your friends from the village to encourage you to have a baby. He could easily control you to but he wanted it to come from you. He tried everything to give you baby fever. For this reason you two weren’t having safe sex but you still weren’t getting knocked up.

Druig was at the chapel getting ready for the upcoming service when Enzo knocked on the door. “Come in” his deep voice resonating through the empty place. Enzo clutched the band of his satchel feeling nervous that he was about to give him bad news. “Aah my favorite teacher! Take a seat tell me what wonders you worked today” Druig smiled excited for what his trusted friend would tell him. “I had a lesson with y/n…she’s definitely a hard one to crack” Enzo tried to laugh it off but he quickly choked it down, as Druigs smile fell. His eyes flashed gold, entering his mind in a second. Reading through his thoughts and getting to the point faster than Enzo ever could. “Oh my god Enzo you had one job. ONE JOB…Just had to encourage her to want a pregnancy. That’s all.” he spat, feeling his blood boil now, “Druig do you know what you’re even asking. Women these days are in control of themselves, no longer basing huge decisions like this on their husbands. She’s a strong and very hard headed. Maybe she just isn’t fit to be a mother now.” He was now pissed, Druig was his good friend too but this task was way too much.

Druig chuckled darkly, “I’m disappointed. Not only in my wife but you. I bet you didn’t even try hard enough. No matter…I’ll just have to take care of this myself. Take everyone on a trip to the nearest town and don’t come back for 7 days. Stock up with whatever we need for the village. I need to spend every single second I can with y/n. I need everyone gone in 2 hours” Druig commanded making Enzo, who now had his golden eyes, nodded mindlessly as he turned and left. Druig followed him out of the chapel and his eyes were instantly fixated on you. You were a bit far from him but he could still see you perfectly. His eyes raked over your body, imagining how he was going to undress you. He felt himself get hard with each step he took towards you. You looked so perfect just minding your own business, picking some oranges from a tree, your dress riding up a bit, exposing your delicious ass. 

“My beautiful beautiful wife...who gave you the right to look so sexy” his honeylike voice filled your ears, feeling him press himself to your back. His hands found your waist, rubbing circles into them with his thumb. A chill ran through your spine as he kissed your neck, making the orange roll off of your hand, “Druig...not here” you whispered, giggling as he now nibbled on your ear. “why not hm? Everyone should know you're mine in eeverry single way, right?” He moaned into your ear, making your knees feel weak. With the little bit of energy you had, you moved away from him, “Whats the matter princess? Why are you walking away…you know I don’t like it when you do this” his tone was stern, almost warning you. You quickly hugged him, leaning your head against his, “I’m sorry baby…I much rather be touchy in our home and not out here.” Druig relaxed into you, wrapping his hand around you. “If you say so..let’s go home. We need to talk”

Druig brought up having a baby again, you thought you had been very clear with him but apparently not enough. This irritated you because it felt like everyone wanted the same thing but no one really cared what you wanted, making this whole situation sour. At this point he had confessed that he had been trying to use other people to help you get encouraged but it only made you more mad that he went out of his way to do this. “JUST STOP! Okay STOP! I don’t know how else to tell you. I don’t want A BABY! Please just listen to me. I have forgiven you and turned a blind eye on so many things that you have done. I deserve a say in what I want” your tears threatening to spill. Druigs nose flared, taking in sharp breaths, “Y/n….Youre making me angry. DONT make me do something I’ll regret” his knuckles turned white due to how hard he was clutching them. “Why are you like this Druig…why! YOURE always mad , always trying to control everyone and everything you see. It’s not fair. You’re a freak that’s why I don’t want anything else tying me back to you” your anger took over and you revealed your true secret. Druigs eyes went wide, already making you regret what you had said. “Youre lying” his voice was now low, trying hard to not sound hurt. “I’m not. It’s how I really feel”. This was the first time you had said something like that. You were hurt before by him and you wanted him to get a taste of his own medicine. When you tried to walk away he grabbed you, making you rip your arm away from him, “Dont…I need to be alone”.

Druig couldn’t take this disrespect anymore, throwing all his judgement and good conscious away. He grabbed you by the neck and walked to bed, slamming your body down into it. “You’ll never be alone. Not while I’m alive, you WILL carry my baby and you’ll be grateful about it. I tried so hard to be your perfect husband but as always you deny me, so you leave me no choice.” He laughed in your face, watching your horrified state. You screamed and kicked like your life depended on, but it honestly did. “Scream and fight all you want….no one can hear you but me. I’m going to fuck you raw my love. I’m going to fill you up with my cum a thousand times over until I know for a fact that you’ll be pregnant….wether you’re ready for it or not”

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When they leave you on your wedding day (Sakusa, Bokuto)

Genre: angst

Word count: 1.7K

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Sakusa’s will make more sense if you read this you don’t have too but it’ll help.

Sakusa:

“Y/N,” you hear knocks on the door outside your dressing room “I-I need to talk to you.”    

“But Omi, a groom must never see their bride until they meet at the alter,” you say behind the door.

“I-It’s important, and I must tell you right now.” he says a bit more intensely

“Okay, Okay... you can come in but im hiding in the closet since my dress is already on.”

“Ok.”

You hear the door open and shut, and a lot of pacing around of what you can presume was his fresh wedding shoes trotting against the hard wood floors.

“Omi,” you call wondering why he hasn’t spoken yet “Is everything okay?”

“Umm yes I-it's fine...it just I-” he says pausing

“Just what?”

“I don’t really know how to say this Y/N, I don’t really know how to say it’s just-” he says again pausing himself taking a deep breath.

“Just what Omi? Don’t tell me you’ve got cold feet love,” you say laughing at the thought of it, but your laughter ceased when you don’t hear the ‘Of course I don’t have cold feet Y/N’ that you were expecting.

“Omi?” you asked again, hoping he had he was still going to give you the response you wanted.

“Omi..” you repeated.

“Omi!” you say finally, now exiting the room (with your wedding dress on) to see why your fiance was not responding.  

To your shock, Omi was sitting down on a couch with his face in his hands with soft sobs coming from his mouth and runny tears and snot coming from his eyes and nose. “Omi whats wrong?” you say loudly, alerting him,

“Y/N you look beautiful!” he says sniffling.

“Omi you were meant to say that at the alter, but now that your crying forget about the dress... what’s wrong?” you say sitting down next to him.

“I don’t know how to say this...” he starts, looking away from you  

“Say what? Omi look at me...” you say feeling anxious  

“We...We can’t get married today,” he says still with his eyes off you.

“What do you mean, we can’t get married.” you ask but you get no answer,

“Omi answer me,”

“Say something please!” you say turning his body so that he’s facing you, his eyes are all puffy and bloodshot from the crying and now tears are filling yours “What do you mean Omi,”

“Remember Ex’s name?” he says confusing you cause what did she have to do with anything.

“Yes I remember her, I remember vividly being the girl you cheated on her with after you claimed you were ‘breaking up with her’ so I had to tell her.” you scoff “so yes, I definitely remember Y/N, what about her?”

“We recently umm how can I say this,” he says struggling for words “reconnected... and I do truly miss her and she’s made me rethink some things, see some things...”

“And those things are?”

“I’ve always loved her, she’s always been my one. The one.” he says smiling a bit at the thought of her making you feel sick.

“But Omi what about us? What about the wedding that’s going to happen in less than an hour?”

“Im sorry Y/N I’ll tell everyone what has happened.”

“I don’t want you to do that, I want you to marry me.” you say desparetly “please Omi, why her? Why now..”

“It’s always been her, and you’ve known that.” he says standing up “The day you told her about our ONE NIGHT stand, was the day that I thought I couldn’t live on, but when you came and accepted the pathetic mess I was, I gladly dated you since I had nothing else to loose...but its been 4 years since then I'm a changed man and EX NAME is a changed girl, a forgiving girl and the spark we had wasn’t lost I guess...and Im happy now”

“But what about me?” you say crying “What about me? And my happiness, don’t I deserve that? Don’t I deserve to finally be happy.”  

“Y/N, you do deserve to be happy. But not with me, not at the stake of my own happiness, I wont allow it.”

“Omi bu-”

“God Y/N, don’t be so desperate!” he said agressively “Im sorry for stopping the wedding, I know your parents have put in alot of money in it and I will certainly pay them back... in due time of course.”

“You’re sorry for stopping the wedding?” you say angrily “Not sorry for stopping this relationship. Stopping the longlasting feelings ive felt for you since the day I met you?”

“Cut the crap Y/N, all we did was have one night stand.” he says rolling his eyes and unbuttoning his top botton of his shirt and loosening his tie I dont know why but this Is what guys do when theyre mad in the movies.

“Your such a liar Omi, you used to come into my work place everyday flirting with me talking about how much you wanted me, PINING AFTER ME, making me fall in love with you and not even telling me you had a girlfriend at the time.” you yell “and you summarise that all to me falling in love with you after one measly one night stand.”

“I don’t want to do this Y/N,” he says heading to the door “We’re finished. No more wedding. No marriage. And definitely don’t contact me after this. We’re through.” he slams the door behind him, leaving you alone and jilted in your wedding dress.

You get why he broke it off with you, and technically you do play a small part to blame. You were the one that told his girlfriend that you slept with him and then dated him afterwards, so I guess ���how you get them, is how you lose them’ definitely works in this case.

Bokuto

The bokuto and L/N wedding was going to be a joyous occasion. Your soon to be husband told everybody he saw that he were to be wed with you, he couldn’t contain his excitement.

“Bokuto calm down, we’ll be married soon.” was what you always said, whenever he started his rambles to which he always replied “I know Y/N, I cant wait.”

When it came to your grand day, you were excited from the moment you woke up you were buzzing, wondering if Bokuto was feeling even a half of the feelings that you felt.  

You looked beautiful in your dress, anticipating the look on Bokuto’s face when he sees you at that alter. Your wedding party was already at the hotel you were getting married at whilst Bokuto’s got ready at the houe and decided to drive there.

So after you got ready, all you had to do is wait for Kuroo, one of Bokuto’s best men, to tell you when it’s time for you to walk down the aisle.  

You were impatient, your leg was shaking now you knew how Bokuto felt when he rambled on how excited he was for you to become Bokuto Y/N. You finally heard a knock on the door and you dashed to open it,

“Kuroo, thank god you’re here!” you exclaim giving him a hug “I’ve been waiting ages for you, lets go! Take me to my future husband.” You pull his arm practically trying to run and see your man before Kuroo pulls your arm halting you.

“Y/N...” he says shifting his eye sight from left to right “I think we should sit down for a minute.”

“Why? Is he not here yet, gosh he’s always been late to things” you joke “but fine we can sit for a minute or two.”

As you sat, Kuroo turns his body to you putting his hands on your knees with his eyes looking sad “Y/N. I don’t know how to say this but...” he gulps putting his head down “there’s been an accident.”

“Accident? What do you mean accident? What happened? Is everyone okay.” you ask a bit frantically, since it would sad for someone to be hurt on your wedding day.

“That’s the thing Y/N, Bokuto he..”  

“Bokuto what? He’s okay.. Right?” you ask staring at Kuroo “He’s fine right?”

“No he isnt,” he says

“What do you mean he isn’t what happened, where is he? I need to see him.” you say getting up before Kuroo pulls you back down.

“He isn’t anywhere... well anywhere for you to see him. There weren’t enough cars for us, well there were but one of them the engine wasn’t starting and it sound a bit dodgy. But Bokuto said, he insisted for us all to be there. I even offered to let him take my spot in the other cars, I did Y/N I really did, but he promised us that he’d be fine. He left a bit before he did, saying that if he had chance to wander around the hotel it may calm his nerves. But when we were driving, we saw this car all mangled up on the side of the road, it was his. I told him not to drive that car, I told him and he did and I-” he rambled with tears pooling in his eyes “Im sorry Y/N im really sorry.”

“But why why didn’t you call?”

“He told us not too, he said that he wanted you be to as happy as you could be on this day as he knew it wouldn’t end with you becoming his wife.”

“But the ambulance, you called an ambulance right?”

“He was D.O.A, Akaashi went with him since he knew that he probably wouldn’t be able to deliver the news to you.”

“Why? Why did he leave me? On our wedding day, it was supposed to be our day and now hes gone Kuroo hes gone.” you wail, but kuroo wraps his arms around you in a brotherly hug as he cries too.  

That’s how you spend your wedding night, crying in your friends arms over the loss of your ‘husband’ and his ‘brother.’

Bokuto’s funeral was the week after, and it was not an event you were excited for. It was a hard day to get through, but you did it with the help of Kuroo and Akaashi. You visit Bokuto every year on your wedding anniversary talking to your husband even though it always reminds you of the day that never came to be.

This is the wedding angst that is a gift from me to you sweetheart @teesumu you can totally block me after this cause girll I cried whilst writing it.

If you want a nice ending to the bokuto story to make you feel better read this

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[binkszamsstuff]

Call me when you get this... pt 2

Summary: when Steve breaks things off with y/n to become a rock star, he thought that life without her was better. But now he sees her again the only thing different is that she is an oscar winning actress, with many other awards on her shelf. He realizes that his life is empty, but that's what you get when you trade love for fame.

Warnings: agnst, cheating, sucking dick, etc...

Rock! Star! Steve Rogers x actress fem! Reader

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That kiss..was the default, the mistake that the two of you made. "Steve you know I'll always love you." Hope swelled in his chest to get you back. "Baby I love you too.. y/n I'm so sorry" he leaned in to kiss you again. "I'll always love you even though it doesn't make sence anymore. Steve we have no chance I'm sorry but no" you tried to pull away once more but Steve's grip only tightened "no! Dont you dare say that. Y/n I love you a-and I was so stupid to cheat on you. I-I didn't mean a word I said. Baby please let's try again" tears falling down his face made guilt swarm in on you.

"Steve we cant. I'm waiting that has not changed! I'm serious steven, I need to move on from you and you need to too." And at that you kissed his check hugged him one last. And walked away, leaving Steve's heart broken, crying, sobbing in the middle of a club. He now felt the pain he left you with all those years ago. Seeing you that night brought back all those feelings from way back when.

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It's been five months since the award show and steve has been worse then ever. He watches all your movies, all your interviews. Stocks your Instagram and tik tok. All he wants is you, not what you two used to have. He wants a life with you, kids, marriage, he wants to be the man that you trust with your body. We wants you love him and make love too him.

He drinks every night, girls who look too much like you have been seen leaving his house. To many of his thoughts are of you.

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1 year after the award show...

Today the media went wild y/n l/n just got married to one of her old co-stars. Pictures of the wedding were all over. Pictures of you in a white dress kissing the man that looks to be made out of dreams. Dreams he can make come ture, the ones steve thought where stupid.

That night steve cried, drank his liver away to hell. He sobbed into his pillow while the girl who he was about to fuck rubbed his back trying to counsel him. Steve hated that man but also wanted to be him.

The sadness turned into anger, why did you get to move on but he has to be stuck in love with you.

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12 years after the award show

The curtains fell, the lights dimmed the people dressed in wealth were making their way out of the room. You were getting up from you chair when a hand grasped your arm. "Kitten" you froze the all to familiar voice of an old lover/friend came from the person behind you.

You slowly turned "steve?" The disbelief in both your eyes. God the 12 years had done him good. His once sandy blonde hair now grey, his is definitely a sliver fox. His eyes widen at the sight of you, -your gorgeous.

He still is captured by you in everyway possible. "Wow! Oh steve it's been so long" you remind the both of you." You give him a quick side hug. "Y/n I'm so sorry for what I did" steve looks down in shame "steve i forgave you the second i was out the door" the love you two shared would never die.

"Why? I did you so wrong my kitten" steve questions you. "Because that's what unconditional love is. No matter how much you hurt me, and no matter what you've done I will always love you." tears came from his eyes while he looked at the only woman he's ever loved.

"I'm sorry, y/n. I heard about your husband" yes your husband, the man who would sadly always come second to steve I'm your heart. "Yeah, he past about 2 years ago."

The news hit your kids hard. Losing their father but the pieces are now picked up -expect your heart. "I saw you have a son now! Whoa the special lady?" You converseted. "Oh it was ex-wife number three. We didnt plan him but I'm happy he's here now." Steve was still the player he once was, the only woman he ever wanted to settle down was with you. "Kitten it's been a long time, I know and we've both changed but please my pretty girl one more try?" He was right you both changed in many ways.

You could see how much he was grown over the time you spent away from eachother. "Alright one more try" the second you where done talking his eyes light up. A boyish smile graced his lips as he took your hand and lead you away to your future.

A/N: yeah we all know this steve would be the celebrity to get married a crap ton of times to like 21 year olds.

@vicmc624

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[tj-wrote-things]

𝐇𝐞 𝐖𝐡𝗼

Nikolai Lantsov x fem!Grisha!reader

Based off of this ask

A/N- Hey besties, this is kinda late,, and i hate it but only a little bit. Can you guys like -stop requesting arguments??? pls its breaking my heart.

Mega thanks to @itisroe e for being my editor and shoulder to whine on :)

*Id like to take a moment to say that Nikolai is a bit of a dick in this one, and id like to reiterate that its never okay to invalidate or insult a so. I dont condone that type of behavior, im just writing it

enjoy:)

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If there was one thing Nikolai Lantsov knew how to do, it was pout. You caught him— more than just a few times— slouched over on the blush red couch with his arms crossed, face smushed into a scowl as he studied you packing your bag.

You sighed, casting an increasingly irritated glance at him as you folded the coarse cloth of your winter coat and tucked it away with the rest of your belongings. The weight would be too much to bear, but you knew it would be cold up north where you were headed alongside Zoya and the Bataars. 

“I’m leaving at dawn, whether you like it or not, Sobachka.” 

The King looked away briefly at your words, hating understanding that you were right. He hauled himself out of his seat and redirected his sulking to the world outside the large window. It was beautifully blanketed in steadily falling snow. 

“Will you really make our last night together a bitter one?” you commented.

“It wouldn’t be our last night if you’d just let me come with you,” Nikolai huffed. 

You exhaled, dreading that this would be the third time you had this discussion, which, in his world, was more so a debate.

The reason was simple: Nikolai had no business accompanying them. The objective of the mission to Fjerda was a peace treaty between the Drüskelle and the Grisha populous. As Nikolai fit neither category, it had been decided that he would stay back and continue to hold the country together.

“We’ve been through this: to bring more people on the expedition would only irritate the Fjerdans. Especially, the king of a country with which they’ve been at war for a considerable amount of time,” you reiterated. 

Nikolai shook his head again, unwilling to accept it. He refused to welcome the fact that the love of his long life would be away and in perpetual danger for weeks. 

The wind whistled as it bounded against the window, filling the room with a violent creaking.

“It’s dangerous, Y/N, why can you not understand—” 

You cut him off swiftly as his voice began to rise, “You watch that tone, Lantsov, or I’ll—” 

Now, it was Nikolai’s turn to cut you off: “You’ll what? Leave early?” The young man turned to you from the window and met your incredulous gaze. “Oh, don’t look at me like that. We both know it's your only vice.”

“My only vice,” you mocked cynically. “In what regard?” 

Nikolai spread his arms patronizingly as if he were explaining the obvious to his childhood self.

“Your heart craves adulation,” he said, pointing a sharp, accusatory finger your way. “You’ll take any opportunity to leave Os Alta— leave me— and flaunt your gifts.” 

Your heart thudded heavily in your chest. In anger or despair, you could not tell.

You would not lie to yourself. You knew with all your heart that, all things considered, your mastery of the Small Science was a blessing, hidden behind the mask of a devil. In the days you served faithfully in the Second Army, your gifts were revered and you were respected in the highest regard amongst your Grisha peers. However, in the years following the war, you became like everybody else. 

It was at the behest of your husband that you progressively began to use your power as an Inferni less as the days passed. Ever the political mastermind, he had approached you one summer evening and begged you refrain from using your power in public, claiming that the presence of a Grisha Queen was too much for his fragile country to bear. In the beginning, you had agreed, for if there was one thing that surpassed your love for your husband, it was your shared love for Ravka.

You knew that relations between the Grisha and the others were strained, and so you agreed, taking your husband's hand and promising to limit the displays of glowing orange flames which had burned your enemies as well as warmed the hands of your allies. 

It was becoming increasingly difficult to train behind a closed gate, under a roof, beneath the watchful eye of First Army guards armed with fire extinguishers. In fact, it had grown so stifling you had begun to resemble Alina Starkov when first she came to the Little Palace, with her pallor skin and brittle locks.

You brushed the aforementioned hair, now soft and healthy from the effects of tailoring, behind your ear as you placed the brush down and sharpened your stare at Nikolai’s face, shrouded in silver shadows from the icy light of the moon.

“Craves adulation,” you grumbled, knowing that if your voice rose any higher, it would betray every emotion storming around your heart. “Have a look in the mirror, Nikolai, and tell me which of us truly fits your description.”

His description, in all its insulting glory, fit Nikolai Lantsov to the tee.

Nikolai Lantsov, who would smile and wave to a crowd with a Sun Summoner on his arm, allowing you to watch with disdain from your place on a horse beside Mal. Nikolai Lantsov, who would hide behind a pair of gloves to escape the truth of what he had become. Nikolai Lantsov, who had pushed his wife into a state of sickness, albeit unknowingly, sacrificing her life’s blood for the sake of his country.

Nikolai Lantsov, who resolutely shook his head, running a hand through the already dishevelled hair on his head, before waving it dismissively, as if swatting a fly. “Please. You’d flick your hands for anyone who’d ask— if they clapped hard enough.” Nikolai moved for the bookshelf, drawing out a novel as if his words were mere small talk with an old friend.

Your anger blurred to shock. “Flick my hands—”

“Honestly, you take every opportunity to flaunt it. I’m surprised the Little Palace is still standing after having you inside for twenty years!” 

There was no sense to his vile declarations now. Though, Nikolai could not see it. The anger, betrayal, and frustration at being left behind were all that clouded his boyish mind as he hurled one unkind word after the other.

“Nikolai,” You moved towards him, arm outstretched, eyes beginning to water. “Lapushka, please—” As your hand approached his, the storm heavier than ever. He wrenched his arm away from you, leering his head back to look you in the eyes.

“Truly, I can’t be sure why you haven’t left already.”

“For saints’ sake, Nikolai. Look at me!”

The dam broke as you flicked your hands, removing the tailoring to your appearance, unveiling the truth of your restrictions.

Nikolai stared with an open mouth and hard eyes as the warm winter flush of your cheeks was replaced with dulled skin, and the sleek shine of your hair was redefined with a brittle and unkempt bush.

“The only person from whom I crave adulation,” you whispered, “is the only man who’s too thick to look past a wavering mask.”

The Lantsov King swallowed, flipping the book restlessly in his hands. “Y/N—”

“Get out.” You left no room for him to argue, even when he opened his mouth once more. “I said leave!” You stalked to the door, pulling it open with a loud shriek of wood. “Now.”

Nikolai Lantsov, who spent the night in a guest room, in a state of perpetual regret.

No amount of tossing and turning brought any comfort to his aching heart, nor his pounding head. He flopped halfheartedly in the guest bed, stiff from lack of use, and from lack of you, revisiting the disgusting words he’d spat. The reason for them, however unjustified, sat heavily on his chest, suffocating him at an agonizing rate.

Nikolai Lantsov, who was afraid that— like his mother and father— you would grow to resent his blood, resent it for its stark difference to yours. The fear that you would  regret your marriage to what your people called an otkazat’sya: the abandoned.

The King figured it was only a matter of time before the title served him fully. 

It was reasonable, wasn’t it? To lash out at a time of vulnerability? Nikolai couldn’t be sure, having grown up in a family of despots who had never given him the time of day when it mattered most. 

Watching the tailored facade fall from his wife’s face, Nikolai was reminded solely of his mother, who, like you, was coerced into moulding her face into that of the perfect queen, at the behest of her husband. He knew then that all he had said and done was wrong. Wrong to her, and wrong to her people.

How could he bring himself to apologize? To walk into their bedroom and beg forgiveness? Would she forgive him? Even if he stooped— a king in tears and on his knees for the woman he loved perhaps more ardently than the country he vowed to govern— would she, in all her scorned glory, crouch beside him, take his face in her hands, and kiss away his regret?

Could he expect her to?

Dawn came around all too swiftly, rousing husband and wife from their fitful sleep in separate rooms, and with it came your departure to the northern lands.

You stood side-by-side with Nikolai as the carriages were loaded with provisions, luggage, and gifts for the Drüskelle, refusing to look at him. Instead, digging fruitlessly in your shoulder bag as an excuse to keep your head down.

The call came from the footman as the time arrived for you to leave. You didn’t make it more than one step forward with your hand gripping the leather strap of your bag before a firm grasp was on your waist.

“Wait,” whispered Nikolai, tugging you back. He cast a glance at the guard, letting him know that they would need a moment. “I can’t let you leave— not like this.” 

You held your gaze to the floor. Gently, he tilted your head back up with his thumb and forefinger. “Not now, not when you can barely look at me,” he continued. You held his stare as his hand shifted tentatively towards your jaw. “Not when I can’t be sure you won't come back to me, Milaya.”

You sniffled softly at the nickname, moving your own hand to his face and pausing to tuck away a loose golden curl.

“Please come back to me,” he said softly as if he were sharing a secret. There was an unspoken apology apparent in his reddening eyes while the seconds ticked by.

“Of course,” you murmured back, tipping his head down as you pecked his brow, then his cheek. “Nikolai, there’s not a thing in this world that could keep me away from you.”

You kissed him soundly, your hand running across the expanse of his jaw as he leaned into the tender forgiveness settled in your palm. When you broke apart, Nikolai took your hand from his face. He kissed your palm and walked you to your carriage. The King watched with concerned eyes as you took your seat.

Nikolai kissed your hand once more from his place on the ground and looked up at you. “Swear you’ll write,” he said. “Or I’ll crash the proceedings.”

You barked a hearty laugh, squeezing his hand as he tried to let you go. “I will,” you promised. “And I’ll see you when I come back.”

It was another moment before you let go of his hand. His palm hit the carriage door bearing the Lantsov crest. You watched as the carriage travelled further and further away, Nikolai’s frame disappearing into the horizon. 

“I promise,” you whispered.

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[bloodycassian]

Rhys x reader - reader is a winter court runaway who the bat boys find almost freezing to death. longer! - I'm also interested in writing for the crescent city universe if that's something you guys would like. absolutely no Ruhn x Bryce though. It made me uncomfy reading it!! what did yall think about the weird (IMO) tension between Ruhn and Bryce?

Cold seeping into your bones, the dark figures looming above didnt comfort you into the sweet embrace of sleep that you wanted. Sleep or otherwise would be welcome at this point. You could no longer feel your body, besides the painful shuddering your core would occasionally give.  "No-" You heard a deep voice snarl. Then there was ripping, and rustling among the dead leaves on the ground. The sickly sweet smell of their decay made you grimace further.  "We have no time Rhys. We need to go now." A gravelly voice said calmly.  "I cant-" There was gasping and suddenly you were being lifted, warmth caressing under your knees and around your back. You sighed into the relief the welcome heat brought.  Rhysand's legs quivered as he watched his brother pick you up. His eyes brimmed with shock and tears. His mate. How could the cauldron be so brutal? To make a Winter Court noble his mate. To make such a politically powerful family's heiress his. His partner. His everything. A threat to Kallis' throne was his person. His tether that now speared him to the spot Cassian held him in. His heart yearned, wide and open and firey with rage. He had no doubt Kallis himself had a part in this. Azriel's shadows were warm against your skin.It contradicted every rumor you'd ever heard about the spymaster killing in a cold beautiful way. Your lips chattered as you tried to form words. "Who-" You attempted, but were shushed by the male carrying you.  The last thing you remembered before passing out was the bite of wind and a sound of branches breaking under someone's heavy footfall.  + Rhysand wallowed. He didnt care if he looked like a simpering love sick teenager.. But his brothers were concerned. He hadn't eaten or seen you since he had felt that bond snap into place. His chest constricted at the very thought of you. He flew, in the dead of night. Once he had made sure you were alive and stable he just left, flying and flying without a purpose or a place in mind. He didnt doubt that Azriel knew about it.  The one time he landed, on a high peak overlooking the cool city of Winter Court...he did not get up again. He let the cold winds beat him, until he could no longer feel his toes, his feet. He sat until the overcast skies began darkening. Contemplating if he could kill Kallis himself or wait for you to decide what to do with him. His teeth yearned to tear out his throat himself.  Kallis was the only foreseeable reason Rhys could think of that would have explained why his mate had almost died at the hands of this merciless barren land. There was no way the noble family had just let you run off and... Rhysand shuddered - the thought of the family even being alive hitting home. Azriel hadn't found anything but a bloody trail that night.  His heart raced. A sudden feeling of anxiety loomed over him. He shot into the sky as fast as his stiff body and cold wings let him. Your hand was still wrapped in bandages, and you were sure your hair was a mess as the two wraiths doted on you. They had said nothing, even when you had pleaded with them. They had merely stopped and gotten the healer. She was insisting on using her magic on your neck and head when darkness shaded the room, and there were hurried footsteps up the stairs. The healer shook her head and opened the door, where night and shadows itself stood, staring at you with wide violet eyes filled with stars. Your heart hummed in your chest, and your head spun at his beauty. You knew him without ever meeting him, like a switch you were suddenly - secure. More at home than you'd ever felt in your cold homeland. The breath was stolen from you. His lips parted and he stepped into the room, "May I stay?" He asked, voice raw and charming.  The healer scoffed, returning to your side, placing her hands on your blanketed legs. You nodded at him. "Only if you tell me what is going on." he nodded back, glancing suspiciously towards the healer. "Where is Madja? I sent for her yesterday." He seemed irritated, his jaw clenching. "Madja is still working on your brother after what you did to him." She said in a clipped tone. Rhys' face went a shade red at that. Regret bloomed in his stomach. He sighed, sitting on the floor at the end of the bed burying his head in his hands, exhausted. Your head spun. "There are no stories of you having a brother." You said. His figure moved with a slight chuckle. "Brother in a metaphorical sense. Though they may as well be." He let out a long breath, unhiding his face and pulling a hand through his hair.  "He tried getting me to see reason while I was being...well.. unreasonable."  There was a small tug on your chest towards him, as if he was calling you to be on the floor with him. You wanted to. You wanted to tell him that you wanted to join him too. But you were bound to the bed by exhaustion and the bandages covering you. The healer placed her hand on your knee, a coolness thrumming down your leg into your foot. She tisked in disapproval. "Now you being unreasonable has this one refusing to let me heal her head. Do something about this your highness, I dont believe theres anything wrong but we must be abso-" Rhysand cut her off by holding a single finger up.  She scoffed and left the room, closing the door a bit too hard for normal. You smiled slightly at that, glad to be rid of a healer even for a few minutes.  He blew out a  long breath, avoiding eye contact with you. "What do you remember?" He asked you, eyebrows knitting together. He stared at his feet, like he was trying to piece together a puzzle.  You knew what he meant. You cringed away from the few memories. "It was cold.." You started, shying away from the tingling in your foot at the memory. "Why wont you let the healer try to help?" He asked, not judgemental but more curious than anything. He got up with a tired grunt, and pulled a leather armchair beside you.  Your heart raced at the closeness he presented. You didnt want to imagine what you looked like. Even with Fae healing you knew the tips of your ears may have still been blue from the cold of the wilderness of winter court. "I dont need it. I dont... want the help. I dont see a point to it." You tried your best at a shrug, your arms protesting.  "Your family..." He began. Your heart fluttered, cheeks heating. A headache bloomed in your temples as your brain grasped for memories of the night. Rhysand waited patiently, studying your face. They had screamed and threatened to cut you out of the family dynasty if you refused the marriage. Broken glass and running. No shoes, pain in your lungs from the cold air.  "My sorry excuse for a family left me to die." You growled once you felt steady enough to say.  Head pounding, you took a drink of water from the night stand. "I was meant to marry Kallis' oldest, but when I refused they took issue with it."   "And they tried to kill you.. so you ran?" He asked, his voice strained.  "Not exactly... I cant...." You rubbed your aching head. It felt like you were sick, like you needed a cold bath. Your stomach roiled with the pain.  Concern took over Rhys' features. "I can help." He offered, his hands fisting in the blankets, like he wished he could rip the pain away from you.  "Do whatever" You groaned, sinking back into the pillows. "I dont care anymore." You wanted so badly to just let your body give out in those woods. Let some snow bear find you and be a snack for its cubs. You had no family, no home.. and no status any longer. Your mind seemed to be coated in a dark blanket, relief flowed through you. For the first time his eyes were locked with yours when you looked up. The magnificent depth of them was astounding. His dark brows pulled together, studying your features. There was that tug towards him again. You picked up that thread and tugged back, lazily.  He blinked, taking a sharp breath. Confusion rolled through you, then his voice ripped through your mind like an echo. "I've been waiting for you."

#READER INSERT #RHYS X READER #RHYSAND X READER #ACOTAR FIC #RHYS FIC #CRESCENT CITY

[noritoshiikamo]

worth my time

pairing: noritoshi kamo + fem!oc genre: porn (is fingering enough to call it porn??) without plot ish??? tags//warning: established relationship // slight smut???, fingering, emotional drained reader, reader dated character but then forced into arranged marriage and doubt the whole rs note: unedited, lowercase intended, just me and my nori brainrot dont mind the plotholes and everythingn, its not accurate according to the manga/anime like i just wanna feed myself and i haven't write in ages pls sent some ideas so i can get my lazy brain going, english isnt my first language im sorry if i murder it  directory: read the first part | second part | third part | bonus

“how long have you known?”

noritoshi shrugged, bringing the cup of tea to his lips. the way he took time to answer her question drove her mad. “noritoshi, how long?” her voice strained. “would it make any difference if i’d known today or 10 years ago?”

her eyes shot wide opened, “10 fucking years?”

a small smile appeared on his lips as he lowered the cup, “hypothetically.” she grabbed one of the pillows from the pile on the bed and threw it to his face, embedded with what little left of her jujutsu power. they have been going on for hours and she was clearly too stubborn to let it go. it was clearly weak; he dodged it with a flick of his wrist switching the pillow’s trajectory. “you’re a fucking asshole,” she gritted through her teeth, falling on bed as wave of anger and sadness crashed through. “you think i wanted an arranged marriage? you think i like having every aspect of my life set since i was a child and scrutinized? i’m a bastard sitting on a throne. unlike you gojou clan, i had it much worst.”

she pulled her hair, fighting the tears that was already streaming down, “it’s not a competition. we are in the same school, i sat next to you for years and you’re telling me you have no idea that i’m your future wife, bullshit!” her eyes flickered as she threw the next close thing within her power’s vicinity; a vase. something hit the vase midway, breaking it into ashes and she watched as a drop of blood stained the floor. he broke it with his power. “you can throw every single thing in this room, y/n, but it doesn’t stop the fact that we are already married.” it was that one sentence that completely broke her. falling on her knees, she let a cry out, clutching on her chest as she cried to her heart’s content. this can’t be happening to me, no, no, no, her mind echoed as she forced herself to surrender to the fact that they are married. it’s not something easy to undo. it pained him to see her like this, but his wife needs to understand that he could do nothing about it. she cried for what seems to be like hours, the sleeves of her yukata wet from the tears and sweat. she fell on the floor to her knees, resting her body against the bed before finally looking up to meet her husband’s eyes. he could see defeat in her tired eyes. “we dated each other,” she sniffled, “was that real or was it just you scouting for your future wife?” her words sound like venom to him “i know you won’t believe me, but it was real. i would still marry you even if the marriage isn’t arranged.” noritoshi stood up, his barefoot echoed on the floor as he walked to his weakened wife. her body was hot, he suspected the skipping (refusing to eat) meals, raging and throwing tantrums after another had put her body in so much stress. he reached for the sash, trying to undo her yukata and she freaked out. grabbing his wrist, she shook her head, “what are you doing?” she asked shakily. “would you listen to me for once? you need a cold shower, you’re burning up, it would help.” she stopped fighting. his tone was a mixed of annoyance and tired. dating him made her realized that noritoshi has a high level of patience; but not right now. letting go of his wrist, she slipped the yukata off her shoulder herself, whined about how she disliked cold shower below her breath. he wore a small smile as he hoisted the naked girl up. it’s a small victory on noritoshi the husband, he’ll savor it for now. 

the girl kneeled on the floor of the shower as noritoshi slowly ran the shower head slowly up her body. her arms wrapped tightly against her chest; she cursed every time the cold water reached new part of her body. ignoring the fact that his yukata was getting wetter, he kneeled behind her and let her rest her back against his chest. with the shower gel, his body froze every time she whined at his touch. something about the way she whined under his touches made him weak. he wants to kiss her stupid face so badly. “it’s cold,” she mumbled, her eyes closed as he ran his palm against her stomach. he pressed a kiss on the side of her face, “better?” he asked as his hand travelled lower. her eyes widened. he continued his kisses, down her jawline and her neck, bruising every spot as his fingers traced a lazy circle on her clit. she moaned out a throaty yes. he continued to whisper sweet nothings into her ears, promises of how he would take care of her, how he’s going to be a perfect husband, how she would be a perfect wife, how they’ll live happily together. she nodded her head in delirium, the pleasure of his fingers had her grinding her back on his crotch and emptying her thoughts. she could barely think straight. “tell me you’re mine,” he commanded, slipping a finger inside, “i can take care of you, baby,” her eyes rolled back, his words were not helping, it was just pure gasoline thrown into a burning fire. “nori, i want to cum,” she muttered, clutching desperate on the now two fingers. she felt his warm breath on the crook where her shoulder meet her neck, his fangs brushing threateningly against the sensitive skin. “open your mouth,” he urged, she whined at the lost feeling of his lips on her neck. she felt something dripping between her lips, his thumb brushing the lower lip. it painted her lips red. it tasted metallic, almost like a blood. it was his. he watched in satisfaction as his blood marking appeared on her right eye. he can control her blood, heightened her senses, throwing her body’s sensitivity off the wall, driving her off the edge with every spot of her body he touches; it sends pleasure twice as much. it wasn’t long until her velvety wall spasmed around his fingers. her body jolted forward; her shaky hands pressed against the wet tile preventing her from falling face first as orgasm washes out. she could barely make any noises, her throat was so dry, she felt like it might bleed.   she won’t deny that the orgasm eased her pain, but she would deny if he dared brought it up; he would not get the pleasure of knowing she enjoyed that.

his palm brushed against her thigh, causing her to look up. he raised his eyebrows in question which she brushed it off with a nod. she grabbed his hand and steadied herself up.

“i’m okay,” she voiced out.

he undressed, continued their shower from square one. they’ve done this before; sharing shower after mission washing blood off each other but this time, it feels different. she sighed at the pleasure, letting her hands rest against his toned chest. we are married, the sentence echoed in her mind as he massaged the shampoo on her head. never ever she thought that this is how she’ll be married. it’s not like she dreamed of a huge wedding. he did throw a small gathering, respecting her boundaries and her anxiety but everything just moved so fast. her parents are dead, her only remaining family is satoru, a distant cousin who finds it a no issue for her to marry her boyfriend. it is not an issue for her to marry noritoshi kamo, she loves him so much, but not like this.   she wished she had more choices in this.   he hummed a song, a habit of his that he caught from his mother, a lullaby his mother always sings. she wanted to hate him so much, for befriending her, making her fall in love with him and then forced her into a marriage. but when she opened her eyes and stared up into his, to see such loving look in his eyes, it weakened her. her heart is a wreck. “why do you do this to me?” she whimpered, slamming her fist into his chest. he refused to answer.

she was tired of his silence.

he turned the shower off, opening the glass door letting waft of cold air out. he left to fetch her towel and she stalked toward the nearby mirror. “how long until the thing wears off?” she asked when she caught a glimpse of herself. she reached to touch the blood marking on her eyes. he wrapped the towel around her body, hugging her from behind and through the foggy mirror, he brushed his thumb on her cheek, whispered something she couldn’t catch as the mark subsided.

“this doesn’t change the fact that i’m mad at you.”

he laughed it off, “i didn’t say it does. you always feel better post orgasm, you know how i know it?” he kissed her temple, eyes burned into hers, “because i dated you.”

her teeth gritted in annoyance.

“you think if i dated you to scout my future wife, i wouldn’t waste my time learning how your body responds to me, the way you yearn for me,” a kiss fell on her neck, “learn how well you control your shikigami and goes through lengths to teach you how to use my bow,” another kiss went up her jaw, “teach you my own blood techniques because god, why jujutsu needs to be such an exclusive thing,” arms went around her waist, “worried sick every single time utahime send you off for a mission, taking care of your wounds, being there to catch your reckless ass,” his breath lingered on her ears, “completely falling in love with you wholeheartedly for 3 years. i’d abandoned my father’s choice. you are arranged to be my wife, on my own accord. i choose you. you weren’t my father’s choice, but even in million years, even if sukuna’s vessel reincarnated again and again, even if the world split open and sent you miles away, even if i’m not the head of kamo clan,” his hand grabbed her chin, hard and forced her to meet his eyes, his words send shivers down her spine, “i would still choose you.”

she’s completely putty in his hand. she let out a soft whine as his body abandoned her, his warmth gone and came the cold biting her bare skin. her eyes followed the back of the man as he stalked to the wardrobe leaving the girl alone to ponder on his words.

“now, wouldn’t it just be a waste of my time, my wife?”

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hihi,, SO UM,, i was wondering if i could have any miya chinen fluff ? LIKE WHERE S/O GETS MARRied to him OR SOMEHITNG LIKE THAT HELP 😭😭😭😭 its all good if u dont wanna write that,, have a nice day :3

marriage with the skater cat

Genre: fluff

A miya chinen x reader

a/n: thanks for the request anon! I couldn't resist doing this right away! Also, might have another cherry fic because a certain friend gave me an idea. Hope you guys enjoy this one! Let's get started 💖

"miya, what do you think about marriage?"

Miya almost spat out his protein drink in shock. You sat cheekily on the empty bench of the small skating area of your local park. You decided to accompany Miya while he trained after classes. That's what got him into this predicament.

"what do you mean?" he asked, turning away so you wouldn't see the pink blushing his cheeks. "w-why did you ask that anyway? We're still in middle school so we can't even get married yet-" he started to ramble only to get cut off by your giggles. He snapped his head back toward you.

"so you have thought about marrying me?" you teased. Miya felt his face grow hotter. It wasn't as if you were wrong. In fact, you were right. He sat on his bed at night and imagined you walking down the aisle in a pristine white dress before but no way in hell was he going to tell you about that.

"n-no," he stuttered. He was giving himself away and he knows it. "you asked about the concept of marriage, not us getting married." he crossed his arms over his chest, watching as your lips turned to a pout.

"Oh come on," you whined, pulling him down on the bench with you. "from the look on your face, I could've sworn that you were about to admit that you've thought about it," you sulked. Your expression broke him. He didn't like seeing you sad so he took a deep breath and swallowed his pride.

"what if I said I did," he said, his voice a whisper. You perked up at that but you wanted to confirm that you heard him correctly.

"can you repeat what you just said?"

"w-why?"

"because I won't stop bugging you until you say it again!" you said, poking him over and over until he finally breaks, pulling his arm away from yours in irritation.

"fine! I imagined us getting married before! Happy?" Miya snapped, turning to look at you. You shot him your most amused grin. So it seems your suspicions were right all along. Miya's face was as red as reki's hair but you weren't sure if it was caused by his pent up anger or his embarrassment.

"that makes two of us then." Miya's eyes widened at your statement. Did you say what he think you just said? "but I think we should actually make sure we like each other before we think about marriage, bucko~" you nudged him. "well, let me start," you said, taking his hand in yours. "I like you, Miya chinen."

"I like you too." Miya squeezed your hand before he pulled you closer to him. You happily lean into him.

That was the start of your relationship.

"are you ready?" Kojiro asked as he fixed up Miya's bowtie. Miya could only smile and nod, knowing that if said anything, he might burst into tears there and now. he pulled away and stood in front of the altar, waiting patiently for the doors to open and reveal you in your white dress. It was the big day. The moment you two have been about since you were in middle school. It was your wedding day.

He had proposed during an elaborate dinner at the skate park you guys hung out in last summer. You were very skeptical because who eats fancy dinner at a skate park? you saw kojiro there in his uniform with his signature dishes while Reki, langa and Kaoru acted like your butlers the whole night. You had tears prick your eyes when you watched as Miya got down on one knee while the other boys cheered him on. It was a beautiful sight.

Now, you were there in front of the church doors, knowing that Miya was just waiting for you just behind them.

You and Miya couldn't wait to start a new chapter of your life with one another.

It's kind of short but I'm so glad you guys enjoyed this! Requests are open so please don't be shy to leave anything in my inbox below! Love you guys 💖💕❤️

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