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onlyhuis · 5 months

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wait

member — joshua x gn reader genre — fluff, comfort (18+) word count — 1.1k synopsis — sometimes you just need to take second to wait. warnings — allusions to past/future sex but no sex happens in this fic, implied that shua is more dom and reader is more sub, this is literally just pure aftercare notes — i never feel like i put enough aftercare into my fics because i'm usually drained by the end of writing and i just want to finish it and hit post so this is kinda to make up for that. also i'm really particular about the way aftercare is written and i feel like i never see the kind i want to read so honestly this is just a super self-indulgent fic, because if you can't find it then write it yourself or whatever toni morrison said, but i hope you can enjoy this too :) i haven't proofread this since 3am so if there's mistakes pls ignore! also this is not based on the song wait by dino as you might have assumed i just thought it was a fitting title because we all need a reminder to just slow down and wait

"wait, wait... wait!"

joshua starts to stand up off the bed, but hesitates when you call out suddenly. "what's wrong, sweetheart?" he asks quietly, eyes carefully watching your face, searching for signs and trying to figure out what you need.

"don't leave yet," you say softly, your fingers wrapping loosely around his wrist. "don't want you to go.”

he rubs his hand over the back of your palm. "just gonna get you a glass of water,” he explains but he sits back on the bed, waiting anyway.

you're exhausted and you know you both need to shower and change the sheets, but the thought of moving right now only sends you into a panic. you're overheated and sticky with sweat, but still you crave the warmth of joshua’s body next to yours, the feeling of his skin against you as close as he can possibly get.

“later?” you say the word like a statement, but your voice rises in a question. “just stay for now. please.”

there's a time and a place for everything, and joshua knows right now is not the time for rational thinking. sure, you've got twice the amount of laundry to do later and your mouth feels drier than a desert, but that can wait. it can always wait, for joshua. it can wait because right now you need to feel the grounding weight of him beside you, telling you he'll always be there, especially when you need him most.

even though it's what he immediately wants to do, no amount of sweat-stained sheets could ever come before you in his mind. even though he knows you're thirsty and probably craving a cold shower and he wants nothing more than to jump up and take care of your every wish, that's not always what's best. yes, what you need is fresh laundry, but what you want is him.

so he settles back in on top of the bed, easily sliding into place beside you without a second thought. because it's always about you. always has been.

"better?" he asks, his finger gently brushing your cheek in slow, repetitive motions.

you exhale and lean into him, letting your eyes fall shut as you hum in reply.

the gentleness of his touch is such a stark contrast from how he'd been handling you not even 15 minutes ago, but you can't help but love both sides of him. gone is the hair pulling, the slapping and biting, replaced with soft brushes of your hair and careful caresses of your skin over each of the marks he'd left in the heat of the moment.

really, it's joshua's favorite part, besides the fact that he gets the honor of fucking you and being the one to bring you pleasure. it's the part afterwards that he looks forward to, when you're at your most vulnerable and both still riding an emotional high, when he gets to build you back up after so meticulously taking you apart. it's the trust in him that you show without ever so much as saying a word, the sense of safety and comfort washing over you that only ever comes from the feeling of being held in his arms.

the air seems to hang silently around you, as if even the universe can sense that this is a moment that shouldn't be interrupted, your own little bubble together that exists outside of space and time.

you just need a second to collect yourself, and seconds turns to minutes turns to half an hour before you can fully feel like yourself again. sometimes it's minutes and sometimes it's longer, but he'll wait as long as it takes.

you slowly open your eyes and inhale, lips warming into a smile as you see joshua is still here, still cradling your head against his chest, and that this all wasn't just a pleasant dream. you can always rely on him that when you open your eyes, he'll be there waiting for you. no matter how long you need to rest, he's always there when you're ready.

your thumb brushes over his arm, and he rests his cheek against the top of your head. “okay now?” he asks. “or do you just wanna leave it and go to bed?”

as tired as you are and as comfortable as his body feels, the intense feelings have subsided a little and you've regained enough of your energy to realize that what you need most right now is a shower and a glass of water.

so joshua slips off the bed, but not without leaving you with another sweet kiss because why wouldn't he? and you let him leave without a word of protest, because you don't feel that crushing feeling in your chest anymore of being left alone when you really need someone to hug, so you just wait patiently for him to return.

he comes back not much later with cool, fresh water in your favorite cup, and he sits beside you as you drink with his hand on your thigh because now it's his turn to be cared for, and the way he feels cared for is knowing you feel good and knowing he's doing a good job at making you feel loved. and you know that he needs this time just as much as you do so you savor the seconds spent here, letting the water wash down your throat until you both feel refreshed.

“thank you,” you tell him as you sit atop the sink, watching as he sticks his hand under the faucet to see if the shower is the right temperature yet. the bed’s already been stripped of its sheets and a fresh stack of towels been laid out, one by one ticking things off joshua's mental checklist. it's a routine, one that isn't always this thorough every single night but always equal in the amount of care and love he puts in each step.

and eventually things will return to normal, and you'll wake up the next morning filled with nothing but adoration for the man still sleeping peacefully next to you, and then you'll go about your days and come home in the evening and still be so much in love with him that you do it all again. maybe it goes differently next time, faster or shorter or less intense and you don't need to wait like you did tonight.

but sometimes you need a little extra time. and joshua is a patient man.

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morgan-the-lonely-brick · 7 months

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Hi, I still have so many feelings about this, I will never shut up. I also made a gifset out of it because watching the video wasn't enough, i need to memorize every pixel.

(These gifs are free to download & use, they literally took me 5 minutes, so... cheers~)

"It is your job to f-" still haunts me. Also the way light falls on his face exactly when he fumbles is like him getting exposed. Shining a light on his fakery so the others see through it? And then he retreats back into the shadow trying to hide again, but does so only partially? Amazing.

The quick look up at Fang, he's so adorable🥺 i think for a moment there he actually considers admiting something's wrong but backs out of it and right back into defense. The way he freezes at the end sends shivers down my spine. it's so personal to me, Con, staaahp, fr! Also we get the "unhand me" line, or rather [if you touch me now i will start crying and that's embarrassing so don't touch me] That's how i see it.

Now we get to the good shit. Looking up trying not to cry. Avoiding any and all eye contact. His fckn lips shaking. You can clearly see that he's broken by the fact they've even noticed THIS. That expression is like a defeated "oh fuck me". Him being off focus makes this bit even worse.

Actually I was looking at this bit a lot and it almost seems like he doesn't know what Fang is trying to do at first? Like he was defensive because he didn't realise Fang was going in for a hug? Or maybe it's a reflex for anything coming from behind. He's a fighter, after all.

He looks ahead, approximately where Archie and Jim are standing as if to see their reactions or maybe seek help?! But then you can see the moment he understands - he turns his head back towards Fang and leans into it, with a hint of disbelief on his face.

God, the loose strand of hair adds so much to that delicious skrunklyness he has going on. He's so pretty...

In this gif it's clear he's leaning into Fang a lot, even actively pressing his head against him. He could've easily turned away or pulled away, but didn't. He WANTS to be comforted. He WANTS to be held. The way he scans over Frenchie as if checking what he's about to do, I'm suspecting he like. Put a hand on him somewhere or something of the sort. I am so unwell from this-

For the last time he tries to produce words, but it comes out as more of a moan than anything, so he gives up and bites his lip. (im loosing my sanity, Con, what have you done)

Also Frenchie's pout is my H2O He literally went :c

Izzy looks over to Frenchie again as if to verify he's not there to mock him and when it turns out that no. He actually wants to comfort him. Izzy fully looses it and lets out the most gut wrenching puppy dog skrunkly whimper ever produced by a human man. It must mean so much to him... Those last few micro expressions are killing me. He looks up again as if to say "oh god they mean it. They don't think im stupid for this, they're actually taking me seriously" And he can't believe it, he's so dumbfounded that poor guy.

What if this was his first hug in ages? I wouldn't be surprised...

Im breaking my own heart with this why do i do this-

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zeonotneo · 16 days

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A/N : Oh my gosh this is my first fic and I'm impulsively writing it so it isn't proof read or I might overthink it and not post it.

pleaseee give me prompts or recommendations, not limited to Spencer! Any member of the BAU, or Criminal Minds, I am only halfway through season 9 so no spoilers!

I'm currently on 09x15 of Criminal Minds, and this episode is directed by our very own Mr. Gibson.

"Do you wanna come upstairs?"

(Gn!reader) after a particularly exhaustive case that struck Spencer the hard way, reader tries to be there for him ( this isn't a romantic fic but is up for interpretation/ as you wish ;) ) .

I've been a part of the BAU for about seven months now, I transferred a little while after my time in the field under the SOC, but I had assisted them on multiple cases before and was familiar with most of the team so the transition wasn't hard. I was great friends with Penelope already because she'd help me on my cases sometimes if she had the time to spare, she would invite me to her movie nights and outings and from there on I befriended the others. I was good friends with everyone on the team except Spencer, we weren't on bad terms or anything, but things were rocky, I had no doubt that he trusted me as a team member. Perhaps he just needed more time to consider me as anything more than that.

Everyone slept soundly in the bau jet as we headed back for Quantico. The team had been in Wisconsin for the past 6 days trying to chase down an unsub that had been kidnapping teenagers and sending letters to their parents written in their blood. This case was mentally and physically draining. I was sitting next to Morgan, who was sound asleep with his headphones on, occasionally stirring in his sleep, uneasy, he had taken a couple of hits chasing the unsub with JJ. The unsub might've gotten away if it wasn't for Spencer literally throwing himself at the unsub to subdue him. He may not look(or be) the most physically fit person on the team, but over the years during his time working for the FBI, he'd been more than able to stand his ground.

I couldn't fall asleep on the flight back so I thought I might as well make some coffee, as I was preparing the pot, I glanced around the jet and locked eyes with a certain Curly haired genius with a book in his hand, he looked like he'd woken up not long ago, I held up the pot in my hand as a way of asking him if he'd like some and he simply nodded with a tight lipped smile. I grabbed both of our coffees and set his down on the table infront of him.

"Thank you, Y/N, I thought you'd be asleep"

"I was, but Morgan keeps stirring in his sleep, and that woke me up, what about you? What's keeping you up? I figured you'd crash the second we boarded the jet, you must be exhausted"

"My side hurts from earlier so I can't find a comfortable position to sleep in, I'm just waiting to be back in Quantico so I can hopefully rest at home"

"Do you want- uh- would you want to sit here instead? I know the plane lands in the next 20 minutes and we're already almost there but-"

"I'd like that, thank you, Dr. Reid"

"Spencer"

"What?"

"Call me Spencer, if you'd like, Reid feels too formal, like we're nothing more than co-workers" he almost whispered the last bit ,there was a hint of disappointment written all over his face.

Was he...upset that I didn't call him Spencer?

"Okay, Spencer, I am just used to calling you Reid, has a nice ring to it, and for the record, I don't consider you as just a guy I work with, you're more than that" I smiled at him. "You can go back to your book if you want, we don't have to talk or anything"

"Oh okay" he looked as if he wanted to say something else but decided against it and reached out for his book instead

We sat in silence as he went back to his book and I leaned back in my seat and shut my eyes, the silence wasn't awkward, the silence was comfortable.

After landing, everyone filed into the bullpen as Penelope greeted us all with warm hugs.

"Everyone take the weekend off, I'll see you on Monday, Morgan, Reid, take care and let me know if you need anything"

Reid headed to his desk to grab a few things and I stayed behind, waiting for him.

"You haven't left yet?" He questioned me as he approached the elevator

"I was just waiting for you, we take the same train home so I figured we could head back together"

"I'd really like that" Spencer smiled at me.

I don't just want to walk him to the station, I really want to walk him home, just for my peace of mind, I don't know why, I just do

"You just missed your stop" He asked me as the doors closed on what should've been the stop I got off on everyday. "Are you walking me home?"

"...Is it okay if I do that? I mean it's not that I'm worried that you can't get back on your own with you being hurt, it's just that for my peace of mind-"

You're rambling, Y/N, big time

"Y/N, it's okay, I really appreciate you doing that, it's very thoughtful of you" he cut me off

We walked towards his apartment building as we talked about our plans for the weekend, Reid decided to stay in this weekend and recover while I will probably be spending the next two days doing movie nights with Penelope or meeting up with JJ.

We came to a halt as he stopped infront of a building I presumed he lived at, I actually had no idea where he lived until this moment.

"Well, this is me"

"Okay, have a nice weekend,okay? If you need anything, please don't hesitate to call, I am serious, I live close by anyways"

"Would you like to- uh- Do you want to come upstairs?" Reid looked at me expectedly.

"I wouldn't want to intrude, besides you should definitely get some sleep, Reid- Spencer, you've had a long day"

"I have a strong cup of caffeine in my system, I'm tired, yes, but I'm nowhere near sleeping, we can order take out, my treat, besides, some company would be nice, your company would be nice, if you want to ofcourse, don't feel compelled to say yes"

"I'd like that, thank you, Spencer, but please don't hesitate to tell me if you change your mind and want to sleep instead or want to be left alone."

We headed up to his apartment and he set up an old Silent movie for us to watch, enjoying the takeout, we got so caught up in talking that I didn't even realize how late it had gotten, we were on our second movie before I heard the silent snoring and looked over to my side to see Spencer fast asleep,I finished the rest of the movie and got up from the couch to clear the table and throw away the take out boxes, I reached into his go-bag and took out a blanket he sometimes carried with him and placed it over him.

He looks so angelic when he sleeps, so peaceful

As if sensing me staring at him, his eyes fluttered open and embarrassment flushed his face as he realized he had fallen asleep while I was still over.

He turned his head and locked at the clock, 01:23

"How long was I out? I am so sorry , I had trouble sleeping the past few days and when it finally came to me it just had to be when you were here."

"Hey, don't worry, it's fine, really, you looked so peaceful sleeping that I didn't want to wake up, I'll be out of your hair now"

"It's late right now, Y/N, it isn't safe for you to go out alone ,not that I'm in any way hinting that you can't take care of yourself, you could throw Morgan over your shoulder if you really wanted to or Two Morgans for that matter but the point is, I don't want you to go-" he let out a sigh and looked down at his hands that rested on his lap. "If I asked you to stay, would you? I hadn't slept this well in a while and I'm sorry if that's weird but-"

I cut him off "point me to the bathroom, I have a fresh set of clothes in my go-bag that I can change into"

This man must have been more exhausted than I thought he was because he was asleep again as I stepped out of the bathroom, as I leaned down to wake him up to sleep on the bed instead, I glanced at my phone that had a new notification, from Spencer

Please take the bed, make yourself at home and turn off your alarms for the morning, Goodnight Y/N

P.s thank you for staying with me tonight, it means a lot"

I poured a glass of water and placed it on the table next to the couch, incase he wakes up thirsty and headed for the bedroom.

Goodnight Spencer, Sweet Dreams.

His bed was so comfortable that it wasn't long before I slipped into a blissful sleep.

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henrioo · 4 months

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°•*⁀➷ONLY ME: LAW

꒰ SYNOPSIS ꒱ : "The parent life is definitely exhausting, when your husband can't stand up because the tiredness you need call your friends to get some help. But who would imagine that Law would be jealous because of that?"

꒰ WARNINGS ꒱ : TRANS MALE! READER, TRANSMASC! READER, PREGNANT MALE! READER, mentions of body dysphoria, mentions of transphobia, mentions of difficult pregnancy, poor communication between parents, exhausted parents, excessive self-demand

꒰ CONTAINS ꒱ : Law trying to be the perfect father and husband, a very cute baby, Sachi and Penguin are the best possible uncles, lots of adult talk about the future and children, Law is jealous but not in the way you think, Bepo is a dog lol, lots of domesticity and family comfort.

꒰ WC ꒱ : 3,1k

꒰ NOTES ꒱ : So I finally started posting again, I have literally like, 12 stories to post?? Yeah I have a lot of things, then I will try to post them while I finish the ask. You already know, if you aren't one of my female friends please don't interact with this post, besides that enjoy it a lot. Also I'm trying to write some platonic child stories but I don't have any ideas so if someone wants to send some ask I won't deny... But remember I really take a long time to deliver my ask

You slowly opened the door to your apartment while trying to stop Bepo from going out into the hallway with your foot and with your other hand you continued patting Rosi's butt so he could continue sleeping. Sachi and Penguin luckily were quick to notice the situation, Sachi held Bepo on her lap while trying to calm the little furball and Penguin silently entered your apartment smiling at you and the baby wrapped around you in the pink sling with mini hearts that was a gift from your father-in-law who has the same name as your first child.

“Hey” Penguin said softly, approaching the baby and lightly caressing the chubby, rosy cheeks of his nephew who was a mini copy of Law.

“Hey…” You smiled at him as you continued rocking the baby who was sleeping soundly, soon Sachi came back without Bepo in his arms as now the puppy had calmed down and was sitting watching the three of you.

“What problem do you need from the powerful and best uncles in this world?” Sachi smiled confidently and you laughed softly, they were truly the best uncles you could ask for.

“Law is sleeping like a corpse on the couch... He hasn't been sleeping much these last few days and I didn't want to waste it... But I kinda can't get him out of there right now” you laughed as you showed off your baby, it was obvious that you weren't going to manage to take care of your sleeping husband while taking care of your son.

“Don’t worry, we’ve carried them more times than we can count” Sachi shrugged as if that were just any request.

“Yes, totally, he had a bad habit of sleeping in terrible places and we were always forced to carry him like a sack of potatoes” Penguin laughed nostalgically.

“Yeah… Your daddy is a sleepyhead, just like you” Sachi whispered to the baby and stroked his hat, which imitated the same spots on Law's favorite hat.

“Hah… Sleepyhead, you’d be surprised to see him awake for two days in a row…” You sighed tiredly and let the two men go to the couch.

There was Law, your couch wasn't very big since when you bought it it was just the two of you, so Law's huge body could never fit lying there. That's why he was sitting, his head lolling in an uncomfortable way. He was hugging a small pillow and one of Rosi's blankets, since before falling asleep he was rocking the baby while watching some children's cartoons.

The last few days had been a mess, as Law always said, you had done the hardest job of getting pregnant and giving birth to your child and your husband thought it was fair that he took care of absolutely everything else so that you could recover peacefully and not have any postpartum problems, whether physical or mental. That's why he had not only taken paternity leave but used all his vacation to spend as much time as possible taking care of you two, he had also taken responsibility for cleaning the house and even your diet, preparing all your meals to ensure that you ate delicious and healthy things.

Not only that, with your pregnancy it became obvious that the apartment you and Law lived in was too small for the two of you, as well as many negative points for your baby's growth. There were no parks nearby, it was a very busy place and not safe for children, there were no other parents with children to socialize with, there was no daycare or school nearby... It was a great place for singles and couples without children, but when a child entered the equation there were many other things to consider.

That's why Law decided it was a good idea for the two of you to move to a good house where the baby could grow up with everything he was entitled to. Initially the two of you were going to move while you were pregnant, but you had difficulty moving around and especially a lot of emotional problems. You were going through a lot of stress due to having to reduce your hormone therapy and even stop it in the last months of pregnancy for the sake of your child, you were also freaking out about all the prejudice and the process of being a trans man who was pregnant.

There were so many things that were stressing you out about the pregnancy. Whether it was the risk of you not producing enough milk due to having already had surgery on your breasts, whether it was gender dysphoria when seeing your male body having a “feminine” appearance due to pregnancy, or the fact that the pregnancy was technically planned but you getting pregnant earlier than you both expected, which made you extremely nervous about the possibilities of things going wrong, but definitely what irritated you most were people... especially prejudiced ones.

Law could no longer count how many times the two of you went out on the street together and then you were mistaken for a pregnant woman, what made the situation most difficult was that your reactions were extremely unpredictable. You could just shut your face and walk away, you could correct them, you could ignore them or you could just start a fight and yell at the person only to end up crying in Law's arms while having a gender dysphoria episode because you thought no one would ever see you again as a man because of pregnancy.

Due to all this, the doctor decided that it was better to avoid the headache of moving and make you comfortable in a place where you already lived and were well, thanks to this you gradually calmed down and controlled your mood changes better. And honestly regardless of everything bad that was happening, thanks to Law's support you were completely excited about the pregnancy, it was your child, a child that you and Law had made together and planned together to increase your loving family. You were so excited to be a father that regardless of the bad situations, you knew that when you could see your baby's smile and hug him, everything would have been worth it.

As soon as you got pregnant and Rosi was finally with you, Law went back to organizing the move, this time the plan would be to organize as much as possible with the two of you still being in your old apartment even if it cost more money. So when the time to move finally arrived, you would stay at your father-in-law's house, the first Rosinante, while Law got the house ready as quickly as possible so that you would just need to arrive and enjoy. The place he had gotten was incredible, it was a family residence, with parks and entertainment for children, as well as strong security and the entire place was private and closed to provide even more security. Families had children of all ages and it seemed like a good place to raise a child, as well as having a nursery and a prestigious school nearby. It wasn't that far from the city center and since you both had a car it wouldn't be difficult to get wherever you needed to go.

Of course Law was stubborn, he literally forbade you to help with any of the moving, you couldn't even put things in boxes without your husband freaking out and sitting you down as if you were made of glass and could break at any moment. You weren't extremely complaining but you were already getting worried about his health, mainly because it was obvious how tired he was getting, so when he fell soundly asleep during the middle of the day, you saw the perfect opportunity to get him a little treat. .

“Time for work” Sachi stretched and soon the two were in front of the sofa as they considered the best way to get the tall man out of there “Take the legs, I'll take the arms” he said to Penguin who quickly agreed.

Soon your two friends were carrying your husband and if you didn't know that the two of them were really strong you would be worried that they would knock Law down and break his back... That wasn't already in the best condition. It didn't take long for them to return after putting him to bed and closing the door to the room you shared with him, ensuring that you could make a little more noise without worry.

“What now boss?” Penguin asked with a smile, Law was their superior at the hospital and they used that nickname as a joke, but as soon as Trafalgar introduced you, everyone on the team adopted that same nickname saying that you were now the boss since even the rude doctor obeyed you like a puppy .

“I thought you could watch Rosi for just a little bit… I wanted to try and make a homemade dinner for Law, he hasn't let me cook for so long” You sighed tiredly and carefully began to unroll the sling so your baby could be free.

“No problem, we love taking care of mini Law” Sachi laughed and his face lit up at the idea of squeezing his nephew a little.

As soon as you hinted you passed Rosi to Sachi who held him carefully the baby started to move and was soon crying, which left the man in sunglasses with a shocked face and a broken heart.

“I told you you weren’t the favorite uncle…” Penguin teased as Sachi whimpered and handed the baby to you.

“Rosi… You don’t want to collaborate with daddy today, do you?” You sighed as you rocked your baby and tried to calm him down, your son clung to you and had an uncomfortable face.

Your two friends exchanged looks and smiled knowingly, they could see your tired face and even how you walked slower, Law wasn't the only one who was tired. If they know you well, and of course they did, they knew that while Law was burdened with taking care of everything for you, you were also overwhelmed with taking care of Rosi alone as much as possible for fear of leaving more work to Law. In the end you two were taking care of a lot of things alone trying to alleviate it for the other instead of working together and not exhausting each other too much.

“Right… And if we do it like this, I cook and this blockhead makes peace with the little boy in the meantime you take a very hot shower” Penguin smiled placing a gentle hand on his shoulder, Rosi had calmed down now and it looked like he had just had a nightmare but he had quickly gone back to sleep .

“Ah, no need, I don’t want to give you trouble” You tried to disagree gently, knowing that not everyone liked taking care of babies and you didn’t want your friends to feel obligated to do so.

“Man, trust me, you need to sleep as much as Law does” Sachi said while stealing the baby from his arms, this time he didn't cry and continued sleeping peacefully “Look, you two are stubborn and hard-headed, Law is killing himself to relieve things for you and you're killing yourself to make things easier for him” he said with a shrug.

“In short, you two need to rest and start sharing your problems or soon Rosi will be an orphan because both of his dads had a heart attack due to stress” Penguin laughed, crossing his arms as he looked at you, with that look that said you wouldn't manage to convince them otherwise.

“And I would definitely be the uncle who would adopt him, like Spider-Man, but without the part where I die” Sachi said laughing mockingly and you laughed.

“Okay… Thanks guys, being a father is crazy” You stretched your neck.

“We imagine, but don’t worry, you and Law are being the best parents possible, Rosi is very lucky” Penguin assured you “Now go take a shower because you stink!” He said pushing you into the hallway.

“Hey! I don’t stink!” You protested but didn't turn away from the direction of the bathroom.

Hours later you were on the couch in your pajamas while eating pasta with meat and vegetables made by Penguin, Rosi was in his automatically rocking crib, an extremely expensive gift from your father-in-law, while he was extremely entertained by the multicolored toy in his little hands. That's when Law finally woke up and came out of the room looking for you, he was a real mess and all you could do was laugh.

His clothes were wrinkled and his hair looked like a wild forest, his face was also a little wrinkled from sleeping rough and it was obvious that he was still a little confused and asleep, but at least he seemed a lot more relaxed than before. He yawned as he walked towards her, he stopped in front of Rosi who mumbled something incomprehensible upon seeing his father after so long, he gave the baby a small kiss on the forehead and caressed his chubby cheeks, then sat down next to him on the sofa. .

You placed your bowl of pasta on the coffee table and opened your arms, an invitation that Law quickly accepted and soon he was hugging you lovingly as he laid his head on your chest, giving you the perfect chance to stroke his black curls.

"What happened?" He asked in a hoarse voice.

“You slept on the couch while taking care of Rosi, so I decided to call Penguin and Sachi to take you to bed” you said and gave Law a small kiss on his hair, inhaling his scent for a few seconds.

“Shit, sorry, I just blinked a little and must have fallen asleep, it was my turn to take care of Rosi, wasn’t it?” He said frustrated and irritated with himself, he had always put too much pressure on himself and now the pressure had increased when he became a father.

“Law it's okay, you're tired, I'm tired, we're extremely tired” you laughed “I'm sure Rosi won't hate you because you fell asleep by accident, besides those two were very helpful in helping me and taking care of me and his so you could get some sleep” you assured your husband to ensure that your insecurities and excessive demands slowly went away.

“I don't like it when other people take care of you, I'm your husband, that's my job” He murmured irritably and hid in your neck, hugging you tighter.

“Well, then you, as my jealous husband, need to sleep and rest a lot to have enough energy to take care of me and your sleeping baby” you laughed too, hugging him tighter.

“I’m not jealous, I just want to be a good father and husband” he looked at you and you knew he was serious.

“And you are, the most perfect father and husband in the entire world” You said lovingly and gave him a quick kiss on the lips, making Law hum in happiness, loving receiving some of his affection.

“Okay… I can settle for that” He chuckled and sat up, stretching his body “I didn't think I needed to sleep that much, but I actually feel better now.”

“I know, these days have been crazy… You know, Penguin and Sachi gave me some advice” you thought it was a good time to talk and try to reach an agreement that would make your new life less suffocating and exhausting.

“Those two idiots?” Your husband arched an eyebrow at you, curious and wary of whatever his friends had said.

“Yes… But they are right, you don’t must take care of this all alone Law, you need to share this with me, you are taking care of the move alone and you still want to take care of me and Rosi, you are going to explode at any time” you said worriedly and placed a hand on his.

“I don't want to overwhelm you... You've already dealt with too much, the transition, the pregnancy, the birth, stupid people... I know that pregnancy and the first years of a baby's life are the most tiring for those who have given birth... I just didn’t want you to go through all of this being hell” He sighed and looked at you lovingly “I wanted to try to make it easier for you… That way you could enjoy it with Rosi and recover from everything without any problems.”

“I know, and I love you for being so perfect and careful with me, but we are a family now Law, husband and husband, remember? In health, in sickness, for richer or for poorer... Just as you want to take care of me, I want to take care of you” you smiled and leaned your head on Law's shoulder “So let me help with whatever I can, if we do together we will be less tired and then we can both enjoy Rosi's first years together, I don't want to have all the good times alone, I want to have them with you.” You said as you took his hand so your data could intertwine.

“I'll try... I don't want to miss any of this either... Thank you for giving me this chance to make you happy” He smiled and kissed your forehead.

You sighed in relief knowing that no matter the situation you and your husband would always understand each other and be able to find a solution that worked for both of you, even with all the exhaustion of raising children, you knew that you would both work together to do the best you could. without fainting from tiredness.

“How can I make it up to you for being a stubborn husband?” Law asked, laughing.

“Hmm… Maybe with a few hugs and kisses I’ll forgive you” you laughed snuggling into him.

Before Law could respond, Rosi started making noise and trying to get the two of you's attention, he stretched his little hands towards you and made as many sounds as he knew and could as if he was trying to catch you and say ‘pay attention to me!’.

“Oh, looks like someone else missed daddy and wants more kisses” you giggled at your adorable baby.

“Alright, I can handle two little needy men” Law smiled and soon a bark was heard and the next thing you know Bepo was on the ground shaking his fast furiously and looking at you with the best puppy dog eyes he had “Three little needy men” Law concluded.

#one piece x reader #one piece x male reader #anime imagines #one piece x you #one piece imagine #one piece x y/n #trafalgar d law x reader #trafalgar law x reader #trafalgar law x male reader #Trafalgar d law x male reader #x male reader #x masc reader #x transmasc reader #x trans male reader #one piece #one piece x trans male reader #one piece x transmasc reader

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blacklegsanjiii · 1 month

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Your thoughts about Marco x Sora are so good omgggg (<- the anon who asked you about them)

I can't stop thinking about Sora being a pirate after some time, because she's already living on the Moby Dick and married with the First Commander, so why not? (Marco loves loves loves see her fight, actually)

And if the acesan happens would be very funny, and the StrawHats reaction about this?!

Welcome back and I'm glad you like it, truly i am obsessed with Sanji having good parental figures and Sora getting the love she properly deserves. Sora became a pirate in NBL so I don't see why she wouldn't here. Even if she played a more behind the scenes roll there.

Also we didn't really set a time frame for them? So like Sanji could be eight when they join the Shirohige. Sora and Sanji both freaked out by Marco flying them in his talons but they need to make a quick escape from the Navy and animal brain went 'mine' when he saw them. Marco's only explanation is to quite literally look at White Beard and go 'my bird brain went "oo shiny" so i had to bring them' which makes the man laugh so hard the Earth shakes. Vista starts calling him a crow and Marco sets him on fire with a singular look. Marco is so thankful Sanji and Sora are in the infirmary so they didn't see that.

Marco explaining his fruit to them and his place and job in the Shirohige fleet. How his fruit helps because it allows him to treat more than one person at a time or give enough time for back up to come. It doesn't always work. Marco uses it on Sora a lot first mostly because the poison is still affecting her and it's like a god send almost because his fire over time basically cures her. They also use the time to get to know each other and start "dating" because it's really hard to date as a pirate, or a doctor, or a fleet commander. All of which Marco is. They tell Sanji first and he approves of Marco and Sora and Sanji have already joined the crew so ya know, they just gotta tell the crew. The party is extravagant.

Sora makes a comment that she wants to be able to help defend the fleet and the family and Marco agrees and says they'll talk to Jozu and some others about training for her. Sanji is probably already training his kicks and everything because Thatch insists on protecting the kids hands and Jozu has been doing well with him. So them taking on Sora to train is nothing and Vista finds she does very well with a sword and his eyes light up as he looks at Marco and damns him for getting to her first. Marco says he better watch it and they scuffle.

Sanji has to set himself on fire at like thirteen. Marco is watching him and Sora train with Jozu and Vista only to then see his kid set his legs on fire and be thrown into the ocean. He flies out to collect his son and then laughs his ass off at Sora wailing on Vista and Jozu screaming about the dangers of throwing a child off a ship. Marco says she has that covered and checks Sanji over and yep, that's his over abundant(sensitive) haki. Marco says Sanji might be a good candidate for learning to sky walk which is like flying but not really. Sanji is fucking excited. Marco is also so thankful all the god damn time that he and Sora have their own room and they sound proofed it because Marco fully believes Sora hung the moon and the stars and pulls the sun up each morning. Sora has it just as bad back and thinks Marco makes the waves and sea foam. THEY ARE SO GROSS I LOVE THEM OMG

Also could you imagine Ace rocking up to kill the old man and is then held hostage and thinks that blondie around his age is super cute? Too bad he's in the shirohige and Ace fully plans to demolish the fleet until he's forcefully adopted with love and care. Like Ace has no clue what's going on at first because he looks at Marco and then the woman he knows is the guy's wife and just how draped over her he is, like they have to make everyone sick all the fucking time. They have some the highest bounties in the New World. Ace starts flirting with Sanji without a clue to who his parents are and Sanji just gives him that "oh darling" small smile while he leans on the railing and smokes.

During one of these flirting sessions Marco strolls up and is like 'Hey, Thatch said you're in charge of shopping this time, you can head to the island if you want' and Sanji nods and sky walks to the land mass. Marco laughs at that and takes Sanji's spot and gives Ace a smile. When he asks Ace what his intentions are with his son Ace goes pale and sinks to the deck as Marco fucking loses it. Marco pats his shoulder and says he takes after his mom just like Sanji takes after Sora and they approve of the relationship.

Sanji ends up joining the Straw Hat crew on the hunt for Teach and absolutely flirts with Ace in Alabasta who flirts back way harder. Like they are the remix of Sora and Marco and clingy flirting and draping okay? Marco said that's a Roger thing and White Beard 100% agreed with that assessment and said Marco is a bird that mated for life and Marco couldn't argue because his fruit some times overwrites his human nature.

Back on track: Ace and Sanji flirt so fucking hard no one on the ship can believe it. Despite the fact they've been dating for a while, Sanji probably never mentioned he had a boyfriend(or parents) to the crew and just went along with whatever they thought. When they meet Rayleigh he and Shakky look Sanji over with a very high interest because he looks like that one brat's wife. Sanji is like 'yeah, Marco took me and mom to the fleet and we joined and they're married and he's the man I consider my father' which makes Rayleigh blink because why the fuck is he in the Straw Hat crew? He's a White Beard brat? Sanji just shrugs and is like 'idk seemed fun, bonding with my bf's little bro' which makes the Strawhats fucking lose it. They are sent to another plain of existence except Luffy who is like 'cool, we're brothers'.

Then like Marineford happens and Luffy is there, Sanji isn't, Ace is about to be fucking merced and then Sora and Marco are there like 'can't kill the son in law fuckers' and like yeah, White Beard dies but Ace doesn't. That wound is a mortal wound and so is Luffy's but Marco is a bird brained doctor and he has absolutely 'oo shiny''d his son's bf so like he's in the family in the family, ya know? It's fine if not and we can go deeper in that later need be.

Also could you imagine Marco coming up as an Emperor in this? Like the battle against Black Beard is more a draw than anything else so they are both brought to the status of Emperor and damn those bounties are fucking HIGH. Of course parental sin bullshit means Sanji and Ace's bounties also fucking go astronomical, more so than before. Like holy shit the straw hat crew is looking at Ace and Sanji post ts and how fucking gross they are but they are still two of the most wanted men in the new generation and should be feared.

Would you guys believe I got a normal amount of sleep?

#black leg sanji #portgas d ace #vinsmoke sanji #marco one piece #phoenix marco #marco phoenix #marco the phoenix #vinsmoke sora #shirohige!sanji #shirohige!sora #sora x marco #acesan #sanace #ace x sanji #sanji x ace #fire fist ace #answers

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wolfytae-exe · 6 months

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Hii, i hope you're having a great day so far! Can you maybe write about reader being drunk and needy for txt or the other way around please :) (also i really love your works so much💖 and this is my first time sending an ask cuz i'm pretty "new" on this app)

Hi hun! I left you to simmer in my inbox im sorry😭 You probably aren’t as new anymore lol!

I might make this more soft because i’m not comfortable writing an intoxicated person having sex with anyone sober, just doesnt feel right❤️

Yeonjun

The poor guy wouldn’t know what to do with you, begging for him to hold you and very blatantly pulling his hands to cup your ass when he does so. “Y/N you’re drunk.” He would deadpan, mostly reminding himself not to listen to you and give into your neediness because of your intoxicated state. “Want you soooo baddd~” You slur out, hands all over him while he changes you out of your spoiled clothes and puts you under the warm covers. “You need some rest.” He’d tell you, backing away despite your whines to go get you medicine and water. His sweet, shy girlfriend wouldn’t throw herself on him this way, so it’s easy for him to tell when not to act on urges.

Soobin

He wouldn’t catch it at first, the way you felt up and down his arm and chest while he held you in his arms. It’s not til you’re literally humping at his thigh that he has to pull you off and take you home. “Soobin please~” You whine and beg but Soobin has already come to the conclusion that you were going to eat a lot and get a lot of fluids in you until you were sober enough to hold yourself together. “Let’s get you right, then maybe I’ll let you.” He would tell you, convincing you each time to take that swig of water or that bite of pizza he heated up for you. And once you were sober enough to stand properly he would run you a nice bath, make sure his baby is clean before helping you into bed and making sure you’re warm enough to sleep.

Beomgyu

Oh man, poor Beomgyu has to hold you away from his body, you have gotten way too drunk and have made it your sworn duty to get into his pants tonight. “Lemme just hold your hand gyu” You’d pout as he avoided your advances. “Absolutely not. I love you but no.” He’d deadpan, a form a guilt that rises when you begin to tear up, so drunk you can't help but feel your heart crack at the rejection. “Oh god please don't cry” Beomgyu would try his hardest to stay away in the moment but when your small whimpers turn into sobs, he’s holding you, making sure you can't do anything you’ll regret but also attempting to stop you from sobbing. Beomgyu would have to figure it out himself this time when taking care of you, you were usually buzzed or tipsy, able to dress, shower, and take headache medicine on your own, but this time, Beomgyu had to do it all for you, giving you tiny kisses to make up for the lack of physical attention you begged for while he did so.

Taehyun

When I say Taehyun was not having it with your clinginess, that's an understatement. Your drunk and clingy behavior had him constantly rolling his eyes and pulling you off him, telling you multiple times that you were drunk and that whatever you wanted from him wouldn't happen, that only made you whine and cling more however, “God Y/N, I’m not fucking my drunk girlfriend.” He’d say multiple times, and multiple “I’m not even drunk!” comebacks would come back to him before he was dragging you home and forcing you to stay in bed before you went to sleep. Taehyun loved you, but he had no patience for your drunk personality which would only cause trouble for you and him in his eyes.

Hueningkai

Kai is an angel, letting you cling onto him and whisper sweet nothings into his ear while he rubbed your back. He knew you were drunk, wanted a lot more than your back rubbed but Kai also knew better, he’d give you taught smiles and giggles before taking you home to take care of you, every time you’d whine for him to take care of you in other ways he’d shut you down with the happiest smile, telling you “maybe if you drink some water!” or even “Sober up a bit and we’ll see how you feel about it.” It was always enough to convince you yet the moment you sobered up a bit, all you wanted to do was go to sleep, your headache way too painful. And of course Hueningkai agreed, cuddling you throughout the night and taking care of you the next morning.

#txt requests #txt thoughts #txt imagines #txt scenarios #yeonjun thoughts #soobin thoughts #beomgyu thoughts #taehyun thoughts #hueningkai thoughts #txt #yeonjun #soobin #beomgyu #taehyun #hueningkai

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sarahsmileslikesarahd0esntcare · 1 year

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A Poet Could Not But Be Gay — part 2

Part 1

Pairing: college!au Ellie Williams x f!reader

summary: You and Ellie text after you like her post and see each other in class again. You talk to each other, slowly growing closer.

word count: 2.1k

warnings: mutual pining, reader has no rizz, anxiety, English class

a/n: M (minors and men) DNI, please! Y'all I can't believe you guys gave me 34 notes on my first-ever fic!!! I'm literally on top of the world and it really motivated me to write another chapter so here it is!! 😁

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Ellie Williams: Hey stalker (;

You were frozen. Your breath had caught in your throat and you felt your entire body burning up as though you'd throw up at any second. Your phone screen had gone black by then and you only had time to blink before another notification came in.

Ellie Williams added you as a friend.

Finally, you were able to breathe. What the fuck is happening!? you thought. She has to be playing some kind of prank on me 'cause no one should be this cool about a random girl like a — how old was it? 5-week-old picture!

You decided that the best thing to do was to respond. She already knew you were online and you would only look more guilty if you ignored her. Ellie had caught you red-handed, sure, but she didn't need to know why you were looking her up. You started typing, probably taking way longer than you should to write a simple text.

you: hey! sorry i was just struggling with the homework and youre the only person i knew from that class so i looked you up

you: how are you handling the last minute assignment she sent us?

Really? A double text seconds after I was caught stalking her? I'm fucking dead. Every second that passed by felt like an hour. You were biting your nails, staring at the screen impatiently. She hadn't even seen it yet and you felt like she was judging you through the phone. After one minute, she opened the chat and started typing. Looking at those three taunting dots, you couldn't help but imagine all the texts she could be writing. Nightmarish thoughts were flying through your brain when her text finally appeared.

Ellie Williams: Oh fuck I hadn't even seen that email! What kind of psychopath of a teacher sends an assignment at 6pm?

You let out a relieved sigh, thankful she hadn't asked any questions regarding your lie. Your shaking thumbs started typing but you received another text.

Ellie Williams: And who even has a favourite poem to write 500 words about

Ellie Williams: Well you definitely do

You had to read that twice. She remembers about my poem. Your small smile grew into a grin, and the little exhale from your nose grew into a fit of giggles. You rolled onto your back before remembering you had to answer her.

you: im glad i was able to tell you about the assignment! and yeah i have a favourite poem and i absolutely LOVE telling people about it but i know how scatterbrained i can be so idk if ill be able to make sense

The two of you texted back and forth for a few minutes but your shyness held you back and your conversation eventually dwindled. After several minutes of radio silence on both ends, your phone vibrated again.

Ellie Williams: Well I'm gonna start writing that paper but I'll see you on Wednesday!

you: good luck with that!

you: cant wait to see you again :)

You held your breath, frightened by your boldness.

Ellie Williams: Don't miss me too much (;

You honestly thought you could have died at that moment. And there was that winking face again. You couldn't believe your clumsy mistake had led you to have an actual conversation! Outside of school! Sure it was mainly about your shared class but now it felt more personal. She wasn't just "Ellie, the hot girl from my poetry class" anymore. She was Ellie Williams, the charming girl you'd met in class and befriended and fell in love with and moved in with and married and — ok now. I shouldn't get ahead of myself. I don't even know her favourite colour yet. I don't even know if she likes girls, let alone me!

You decided that the best thing for you to do now was to focus on your assignment. It wouldn't take very long but at least it would keep your mind occupied for a little while.

Though the poem was about the beauty of nature and all it has to offer, you couldn't help but relate every verse to Ellie.

"they / Out-did the sparkling waves in glee" Ellie outdoes everyone and everything. There was not a single thing you could think of that you would rather look at than Ellie. There was no sound you'd rather hear than her laugh and no word you'd rather read than hers. I'm so fucking gay, it's ridiculous, you thought.

Some verses you felt rather poetic about, while others felt like they were describing the slight gay panic you'd had upon first seeing her, "I gazed — and gazed — but little thought". That's exactly how you'd felt. You'd stared at her sheer beauty and focused on nothing but her. The only thing you could remember from your time staring at her was the warmth that had formed in your belly and the tingling in your face.

You had known this girl for barely 8 hours and you could already see her in everything. Fuck, this is gonna hurt.

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Tuesday was somewhat uneventful. You'd been awoken by your alarm once again and had rolled over to check your phone. You were barely awake when you saw that Ellie had changed your name on messenger to "y/n🌸". Has she been thinking about me? you thought with a grin plastered to your face. Before you had time to overthink, you quickly changed her name to "Ellie 😉".

Neither of you texted the other again until Wednesday. It was a cool and cloudy day meaning everything had grey undertones and you refused to let yourself darken because of some stupid clouds. That's why you chose to wear your long sleeve, bright yellow shirt underneath short, green overalls.

The sky might be grey and sad but I'm looking like a ray of fucking sunshine! you told yourself in the mirror. The colour you wore made you feel invincible, as though you could conquer the world and make it bright again.

Eventually, after an interminable lecture, you were sat at your seat in your and Ellie's shared class, awaiting the girl herself. To busy yourself, you started taking out your books and laptop, putting your pens neatly out onto your side of the desk. While you were distracted, Ellie walked into the class.

Ellie's thoughts

Ellie's mind was racing, trying to figure out what to say to you when she saw you. She knew she would say hi; that was a given. But what then? She didn't want to just be an acquaintance to you. She wanted to be on your mind as much as you were on hers, which was constantly. Dreams of you consumed her nights which she loved until she woke up and realized you had barely talked to each other.

When she walked into the classroom, she nearly froze in the doorframe. Of course, she thought, on a gross day like this, she has to look like a ray of fucking sunshine. It was as though you were trying to make her fall head over heels for you.

When she started walking normally again, your head popped up and a genuine smile graced your lips. Ellie felt like the Earth had stopped spinning and smiled back with false confidence. She sat down next to you and told you her scripted, "Hi," in her usual, honeyed voice, adding an improvised, "how you doing?", proud she hadn't stumbled over her words.

"Hi," you answered, voice quieter than hers, "I'm doing pretty good. I actually finished the assignment on time, so the semester's off to a good start!" you said with a laugh.

Ellie laughed back, happy you had initiated a topic so she would get to keep talking with you. "Wow! Three whole days in and no late assignments yet! I'm extremely impressed." she replied, the glee evident in her tone.

You giggled and said, "You should be!"

There was a beat of silence and she was scared you had run your conversation to its course before it had even started. Then you surprised her by asking, "How have you been?"

She looked up at you, taking a few seconds to admire every line and curve in your face. "Oh, you know," she said, "I've been busier now that school started up again but I've been good." She paused for a second and continued, "I haven't been too busy to figure it out though."

A smile crept onto your face and she thanked her lucky stars that she'd kept talking. "Figure what out?" you asked.

With slightly shaking hands she hoped you wouldn't notice, she reached out to your arm and pushed up the sleeve of your shirt to reveal the tattoo you'd shown her. "This," she said looking back up, her eyes boring into yours, "It's Wordsworth right?" You nod and she goes on, "That's a sick name for a poet. I read the poem and I have to say, you've got some good taste, pretty girl." The name just slipped out of her mouth. Her eyes widened and she noticed your smile falter. She pulled away from your arm.

She cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure but you spoke before she could, "I feel like with a name like that, he couldn't really go into any other profession, you know." you laughed dryly, clearly trying to ease the tension.

She laughed the same dry laugh and let out a quiet, "Yeah, he had to go into writing."

Luckily, your awkward moment only lasted a short time and Ellie was saved from any further embarrassment as your professor began her lecture.

About 30 minutes into the lecture, Ellie was flipping the pages of her textbook like crazy, trying to find the poem the class was discussing. She figured you had noticed her struggling because you tapped her on the arm and whispered the page number. She thanked you and started flipping to that page. In doing so, however, a page managed to slice through her skin, causing her to flinch and immediately suck on her cut.

She was cursing the paper when you tapped her arm again. She turned to you, finger still between her lips. You gave her a small smile and lifted something in your hand, "Do you need a bandaid?" you whispered. How could she say no when you were looking at her like that, big doe eyes full of concern.

She took her finger out of her mouth and agreed with a low, "Sure". Before she could do anything else, you grabbed her hand and wrapped the bandaid around her injured finger. Ellie could only stare at you, marveling at the care you gave to such a minor cut. "Thanks, y/n" she whispered. She thought she may have caught a glimpse of a blush on your cheeks but you had turned your head too quickly for her to tell for sure.

When she picked up her pen, she got her first good look at what you'd wrapped around her finger and laughed to herself. Of fucking course this personified beam of sunlight would carry around flower bandaids. I'm never taking this off. she thought as she admired her finger.

Back to your thoughts

You were looking up front but your mind was nowhere near whatever subject the professor was talking about. I touched Ellie! you though. Not the other way around! I touched her arm and then her hand! I'm gonna pass out. You were ecstatic, to say the least. You couldn't wait to call Taylor and tell her everything that happened during this second class with Ellie.

Soon enough, the class ended and you started packing your books. You got up, still giddy from excitement, and got ready to say goodbye to Ellie. She stood up after a few moments and spoke first, "So I was thinking," she said, her usual confidence seemingly vanished, "if you wanted to study or do assignments for this class, I'm free in the afternoon on Thursdays. We could meet in the library if you want. Or not even necessarily for this class, like, we could study for any class together if that was something you were interested in."

You gave her a quick open-mouthed smile. "Yeah!" you beamed, "Yeah that definitely sounds good. I know a secret spot in the library nobody ever goes to so we won't even need to worry about other people."

"Sounds great. I'll see you tomorrow then."

You both hesitated a little before moving to leave the classroom, and then again in the hallway, not sure of where the other was going. Seemingly amused by this, judging by the smirk on her face, Ellie put her hand on the small of your back, guided you in the direction you'd been headed in, and walked backward in the opposite direction.

"Bye, pretty girl!"

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Part 3

a/n: I got a little carried away in this one... Did you see how much touching there was! Whoo, that was borderline smut! But I told you there would be more talking! Also, I am obsessed with Romantic poetry, specifically William Wordsworth so sorry if there was too much of him in this chapter but I really love his work! You guys should all read "I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud". It's a really short poem that may or may not have made me shed a tear. Anyway, leave any ideas you have for this story in the comments! I can't wait to see what you think!!

ps: lemme know if you wanna get tagged in the next one!

tags: @lonelyfooryouonly

#tlou #tlou2 #ellie tlou #ellie williams #ellie x fem reader #ellie x reader #ellie x f!reader #wlw #lesbian #wlw fluff #college!ellie williams #not gonna lie this is the best thing I've ever written in my life

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countrymusiclover · 1 year

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6 - Amy Farrah Fowler

Part 7

The Texas Tire Family

Tags just ask - @supernaturalgirl30 @bvbwestfall @bubble-blu @patriciaplictisita

2 Weeks Later

Pushing some clothes down in my suitcase tonight we would be leaving Texas and traveling to California for Sheldon’s wedding. Georgie was leaving his assistant in charge of the store for a few weeks and we finally had enough money to fly on an airline. Shutting my suitcase the bedroom door opened when I glanced over my shoulder. “I just called Meemaw and told her that we were picking her up then heading to the airport.”

“Great. Are the girls packed yet?” I asked to tie the laces of my brown combat boots. Georgie shook his head no leaving me to go check on them. My hair is pinned up in a bun with some few strands falling out at the sides.

Knocking on their bedroom door they still shared a room. Aurora and Eve turned their heads, smiling at me until I covered my mouth, bending over and throwing up in the trash can in their room. “Mom!” They both shouted rushing forward with Eve holding my hair back.

“Rora shut…the door…now!” I waved to my other daughter not wanting their father to hear what I said next to them.

She shut the door locking it with a confused look all across her face at me puking for no reason. “Mom, what on earth is going. You literally just puked for no reason. Wait, was it the pizza we had last night?”

“Ugh no…it’s not the pizza.” Wiping my hand across my mouth I sighed fixing my shirt seeing the two eyeballing me waiting for an answer. "I need you two to promise me that you won't say a word when I tell you this. I'm pregnant, so you might be getting a brother or a sister."

Aurora gasped, jumping up and down. "OMG!"

"So that's what you and dad were doing besides napping…ewww." Evelyn pretended to gag but she had a huge smile on her face.

Raising my hands up in front of me I shushed them needing them to be quiet. "Sssh. Keep your voices down. I don't want your father to know anything yet."

"Why?" Rora tilted her head to the side.

Slumping my shoulders I sighed tucking hair behind my ear. "I want it to be a surprise. That is why. Because I am hoping this time it's a boy."

"That's great mom." Eve runs forward gently hugging me where I wrapped my arms around her waist squeezing her gently. She wrapped her arms around me following Aurora doing the same.

Breaking the hug I intertwined their hands with mine staring down at my stomach then back up to them. “Now that is settled. I need you two to promise me that you won’t say anything to your daddy.”

“I won’t say anything, momma.” Aurora vowed, sending me a head nod yes.

Evelyn gave me a soldier salute smiling. “Yes ma’am.”

“Alright now, finish getting packed for the trip.” I told them to leave their room helping Georgie get everything in the back trunk. We stopped by Connie’s house. Missy and Mary were flying in later than us so we didn’t have time to stop and chat with them. Getting into the airport was fine until the girls insisted on both trying to get a window seat.

Eve and Rora were shoving the other until Connie came and sat down on the aisle seat. “Sit down you two. Eve gets it now and on the way home Rora will get her turn you hear.”

“Thank you, Connie.” I whispered sitting across the row beside Georgie.

She reached across the row grabbing my hand in hers smiling. “You’re welcome dear.”

I actually slept for most of the ride with me basically laying my head in my husband’s lap. He didn’t care or was bothered by it because when he would come home late from work I would do this exact thing. Putting everything up in the hotel Sheldon had sent us the address to his apartment so the four of us left. Connie said she was going to meet up with Mary and Missy when they landed. Georgie held the door open before the girls ran around our legs wanting to check everything out. “Girls slow down and don’t break any of their stuff.” I called out.

“They should be fine as long as they don’t go into Sheldon's bedroom. Oh and don’t sit in that spot on the couch because…” Leonard started explaining.

Georgie and I both knew where this was going so we finished his sentence for him. “Because it’s his spot.”

Leonard smiles when a blonde haired girl comes over to greet us hugging the both of us immediately. “Hi I’m Penny, Leonard’s wife. So you must be Sheldon’s brother and you’re his wife right?”

“I’m Y/n. And those are our daughters Aurora and Evelyn.” I pointed my index finger at the girls aweing at the view from up this high. This was the full on city compared to our little town that they were used to.

Penny looked over her shoulder seeing that the girls were a lot older than she would have expected them to be. "I hope this isn't rude but at what age did you have them?"

"Oh it's fine. Aurora was when we were seventeen and Eve was about two years after that when we both were around twenty." I shrugged my shoulders with a half smile twirling my wedding ring on my finger eyeing my husband.

Georgie moved to one of the chairs and I sat on the armrest of it feeling him wrap his arm around my waist so I didn’t fall off the chair. Leonard and Penny pulled up some chairs sitting beside us before the apartment door opened and I recognized Sheldon walking in with a girl with dark brown hair who saw us. “Georgie, Y/n. I would like you to meet Amy.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Amy.” Getting to my feet I hugged the girl before our two little girls bumped into my leg. “Oh and I’d like you to meet little Aurora or Rora for short and Evelyn or Eve.”

Penny rose to her feet grabbing her keys from the kitchen island heading for the door of the apartment. She waved bye to us, shutting the door behind herself. “I’ll be back. Amy, I'm going to pick up your parents from the airport.”

“So, you're Sheldon's big brother.” Amy sat down beside Sheldon while I sat back down on the armrest.

Georgie chuckled, glancing up at me with a smirk causing me to lightly blush at his words when he tugged me closer where I was almost sitting in his lap. “Uh, yeah. He got the brains. I got the bod. And the face and the hair….which landed me my high school sweetheart.” He nuzzled his nose in my hair where I struggled to hold back a giggle.

“Georgie! Stop, we're visiting with family.” I giggled with his arms wrapping around my waist with me basically sitting in his lap.

He kissed me softly where I couldn’t help but smile wrapping my arms around his neck kissing him back when he mumbled back. “I can’t help it, darlin’. I love you.”

“I like your accent. Sheldon, did you used to sound like that? Can you still?” Amy shifted on the couch looking at the young Cooper brother smiling in our direction.

Sheldon paused, turning his head back in our direction sending his brother a glare that basically said why did you have to say anything. “I can. I will not…Amy, you said something about my bow tie that I can't stop thinking about.”

“Don't you mean...Ya’ll said something ‘bout my bow tie?” Amy attempted to mimic Georgie’s accent, making me burst into a quiet laugh by the look Sheldon gave her. Aurora and Evenpaused their game of hide and seek bursting into laughter at the woman who would become their aunt.

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I have no irl friends or mutuals who are Kai Stans so I figured I’d send you an ask about it because you’re my fave Kai account. I just rewatched that episode after the merge where Kai tried to kill Liv with that candle and couldn’t bring himself to do it and I have never felt so emotionally conflicted in my life. Like on one hand, bad Kai don’t murder people. But on the other hand, he looked so genuinely upset to be wrestling with his conflicting emotions and I just wanted to hug him

Okay, first of all, I'm honored to be your fave. I feel like I say this a lot, but I'm absolutely melting!🩷Hearing that people enjoy the things I write always makes me smile, and I think about those kinds of comments on the daily. Second, I rarely answer asks this quickly; I usually write out a response over a few days and edit it over a few more, but this got me so freaking excited because I JUST watched that episode and had the same feelies you're describing. Third, I will gladly be a mutual with you, whether you want to stay on anon or not! (I am so shy and weird irl, but I love talking to people on here, especially fellow Kai stans!!) (I don't talk to anyone irl about Kai, not even my mom who's watching tvd, bc I just KNOW she's gonna be like... you like this guy? 🤨 and i'll be awkwardly trying to defend him like he's not the love of my life. also, i love my mom and we're super close, but every time she watches an episode, she needs to remind me how much she loves matt donovan 😵‍💫)

But back to the point, yes, I literally watched that same episode / scene last night! And ugh, it gives me so many different feelings, too.

We really got to see the internal struggle he was having in that moment. Earlier, he had mentioned he was writing to Jo, and that he was crying, but in this scene, we actually got to see the emotions he may have been feeling while writing it. He was already exhausted and overwhelmed from trying to astral project into 1994 to help Bonnie, which is another huge display of emotion, and now he's facing his innate need to protect himself verses a whole new slew of feelings he doesn't understand.

On top of that, I don't think he actually wanted any of his siblings dead. I think he was just so void of emotion from all his trauma and abuse that he came to believe the only way to survive was if they were to die. He is, and always will be a sociopath; there's no way to unwire his brain, but Luke's emotions gave him all these feelings he hasn't felt in decades. Part of not wanting to kill Liv was definitely Luke preventing him, but I think part of it, too, was his own feelings.

Just thinking about it… sociopathy develops around the ages of 14-16; Kai is technically 40 years old. He was completely isolated for so long, and then thrust into this loud, complicated, modern world that he doesn't understand. He still has to fight to survive; his family still hates him 18 years later. When he finally accomplishes his "task" - to survive, his family hates him even more, and, since survival equals the merge, he now has feelings to battle on top of all these other new struggles.

Then in that scene, he's trying to make up for the hurt he put his sister (Jo) through, and then Bonnie. He offers empathy to Jeremy, helping him reach Bonnie even after Liv stabs him. He's a bit puzzled on what he should feel for Liv. At the moment, she's just in his way of accomplishing these other "tasks," but Luke won't let him hurt her, and he's fighting with himself about it. And that's a lot. Luke is overwhelming him; his own emotions are overwhelming him.

He needs a hug. And a nap. Both. Personally, I wanted to jump through the screen and give him a hug, then let him fall asleep while I held him and promised to keep him safe.

He's just begging for some kind of security throughout the season. He looks to Bonnie and Damon for it, hoping the three of them can escape the prison world together; hoping he can trust them; that they won't leave him there any longer. He looks for it by merging, knowing if he wins, he secures his spot in the coven; he can't be killed. He tries to make amends with Damon, helping him find his mom, and Bonnie, trying to apologize. Even Jo; he feels sick and he goes to his sister, who's a doctor, because she knows her trade; she can help him; provide him with some clue of what's going on, because he doesn't understand. He doesn't want to be left behind on his own again. He wants someone to trust him, and trust that he's trying to be better. But that's exactly what happens when he's trapped in 1903, and then, of course, he snaps again, because he realizes no one is going to change their minds about him, and no one is going to offer the basic human needs he so desperately has wanted for decades.

If someone just gave him a freaking hug and a second chance, things would've went a lot differently for everyone involved.

It's their own fault, honestly, that the season ended the way it did, (speaking, of course, as if the writers were not writing, and that the characters chose the course of the story). Kai, I believe, is extremely intelligent, and knew exactly how to hurt every single person who directly or indirectly hurt him. He found a little bit of security in Lily Salvatore - all he really wanted - and with that little boost of confidence from the wrong person, was able to deliver absolute chaos and destruction where he deemed necessary.

But now, on a completely unrelated note, I also have three random things to say about this scene. Given the chance to talk about it, I feel I must. One, I find it absolutely hilarious how Kai and Liv throw silverware at each other almost every time they fight. The camera pans to a fork or a knife, and suddenly, it's in the other's neck. Makes me wonder how family dinners went in that household. 😅 Two, when he was pouring alcohol on her, all I could think was damn, he's just gonna set that whole mansion on fire and everyone in it. That huge, expensive, historic, mansion, just to burn one girl. Three, I also couldn't stop looking at that sadistic smile. How happy he seemed to get over the "prospect of getting to watch someone burn to death," right before he couldn't bring himself to do it. His dark eyes do something to me. And the fact that he was already covered in his own sweat and tears from, again, over-exhaustion, just had me watching with absolute heart eyes. Maybe I should go to therapy.

But yes, I feel the conflicting emotions. I really wanted him to not kill her, because I didn't want him to prove them all right. I really wanted him to be redeemed because he deserved it so much. But at the same time….. he just looked so hot doing it.

#asks #kai parker #the vampire diaries #me? going on a tangent? i'm so shocked #gjldnfdl i could talk about this boy FOREVER #loml <3

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Winning Hand- Lee Heeseung

[I don't own these images credits to the original owners]

NSFW MINORS DNI

A/N: This was requested by a follower on Wattpad (I wonder how long it's gonna be before Wattpad bans my smut💀)

Synopsis: Y/n and Heeseung have a sleepover at his place and she asks him to teach her to play Uno but she's a sore loser and changes the game to Truth or Dare and naturally new truths and confessions are brought forth (I suck at summaries)

Contains: best friends to lovers, Childhood friend!Heeseung, fingering, thigh riding, unprotected sex (please wrap it before you tap it, everyone), squirting, they defile the poor living room carpet send help, I'm not that proud of this piece and the end is kinda cringey sorry

"Not fair." Y/n bit out and Heeseung just laughed.

"You're the one who wanted to play." He said with a shrug, reshuffling the Uno card deck now that the game was over once more with him scoring yet another win.

Y/n threw her handful of cards across the coffee table at him, "I asked you to teach me, not wreck me."

Heeseung raised an eyebrow, "Wreck you?"

Y/n blushed lightly and rolled her eyes, "Trust you to make it sexual."

He snorted and started dealing the cards out again.

"Can't you at least go easy on me?" Y/n pleaded and he looked at her from across the table.

"Why would I ever go easy on you?"

Why the hell did his low voice and words make her heart skip a beat? Unwarranted thoughts flashed across her mind. And she had just poked at Heeseung for making things sexual, how hypocritical of her.

"You good? You went quiet for a moment there."

She flushed and nodded, "Yeah, sorry, just zoned out a little."

He didn't seem convinced as he noticed the pink tint to her cheeks but he let it slide.

"You go first." He gestured to her cards.

The game started off fine but soon enough he beat her completely once more.

"Uno!" Heeseung called out as he slammed his last card down on the wooden surface of the table. She groaned out in frustration, chucked her remaining cards onto the table and fell back onto the soft carpet of Heeseung's living room, her crossed legs bumping the edge of the table a little harder than she would like with how fast she fell back. She jolted upright again and rubbed at her knees and Heeseung laughed at her.

"Shut up, you idiot." She grumbled and he just laughed more.

She reached forward and pushed all the cards towards her best friend, "I don't wanna play this game anymore."

"Sore loser."

"I swear to god, I'm going to hit you."

He waved his hands around with mock wide eyes, "Oh, I'm so scared,"

"Do it, I dare you." He deadpanned, a teasing glint in his eyes.

She glared at him before standing up, making her way around the coffee table and attacking him. He fell back onto the floor with a chuckle and grunt as she pounced on him and pinned him to the floor.

He smirked up at her, wiggling his arms in her grip, "Is this the best you can do?"

She flushed at the sight of him smirking up at her like that and faltered. She huffed and flicked his forehead hard before getting off of him.

He sat up and rubbed his forehead with a pout, "Bitch."

"Excuse me?"

He held his hands up in front of him, palms out, "I say that with all the affection in my heart."

She just rolled her eyes and got comfortable next to him on the floor, "Let's play something else instead."

"Like what?"

"I don't know…Truth or Dare?"

"There's literally only two of us? And you've known me for years now, what is there to find out?"

"I don't know, you never know." She said with a shrug.

"Fine, you're going first though. I need to try and think of a question or dare first."

"Okay, truth or dare?" She crossed her legs and rested her hands on her calves.

"Truth. Unlike you, I'm not a coward."

She glared at him but her glare faded as she tried to think up a question.

"Uhh… Worst kiss you've ever had?"

"That's not really how this game's supposed to work but whatever," He looked thoughtful for a moment before answering, "Probably my first. Sentimental and all but that girl had horrible breath."

She snorted out a laugh, "I remember her and it doesn't surprise me."

"Okay, my turn. Truth or Dare?"

"Truth."

"Worst kiss you've ever had?"

"That's plagiarism."

"I don't care, just answer the question."

"Fine," She huffed, "Probably that one time I got drunk at Jake's birthday party and kissed him. He was very drunk and uncoordinated."

Heeseung felt a twinge of jealousy in his chest at this new information, "You kissed Jake?"

She felt a little guilty, realising she'd never actually told him. Why hadn't she? She could definitely think of a reason.

"Yeah, he didn't even remember it in the morning."

"Did you like him?"

"That's two questions. Wait your turn."

He huffed and said "Truth" before she even asked, eager to get back to his turn.

"Is it true that you threw up on your last date?"

His ears lit up, "Yes, I didn't feel well and she insisted on dancing with me."

Y/n burst out laughing, "Oh my god, why didn't you tell me?"

"Because it's embarrassing." He grumbled.

She reached out and ruffled his hair affectionately, "Dumbass."

He swatted her hand away and fixed his hair, "Okay, it's my turn now. Did you like Jake?"

"You know what? At this point, we might as well just ask questions instead of 'is it true that?' "

Heeseung nodded, "Yeah. Now answer the question."

He seemed eager to know and she wondered why.

"I think I did for a little, otherwise why would I have kissed him? But whatever crush it was, it was very short-lived."

Despite her admission that it was short-lived, Heeseung still felt jealous.

"Okay, Heeseung, have you ever had a crush on any of the people we know?" Y/N asked after a while of contemplation.

He looked at his lap, "Yes."

She felt a pang of jealousy at his response and flipped through the possible candidates in her head. Who was it? He ignored her questioning gaze and pressed on, "Have you ever had a crush on anyone we know?"

She felt her cheeks heat up and she didn't even bother to call him out on his stealing of her question again.

"Yes." She responded quietly after a while and this time it was Heeseung who felt a pang of jealousy.

"Who?"

"That's not how this game works. It's my turn."

He groaned internally.

"Who did you have a crush on?" She questioned, throwing his own question back at him and she didn't miss the way he looked away from her.

"Dare?"

"We changed the game, remember? Why are you avoiding the question?"

"Because I still like her and I'd rather eat glass than tell her that." He deadpanned.

What the hell?

"That's a bit dramatic."

"Whatever."

"Okay, I'll change my question. Do I know the person?"

He still didn't look at her as he responded with, "Yes."

She was burning with curiosity. How bad could it be that he didn't want to tell her?

"Who did you like?"

"I.." She froze, "I'd rather eat glass." Than admit it's you she finished silently.

"Okay, do I know him?"

"Yes."

Heeseung hummed. Fair enough.

"Have you been crushing on him for long?"

"Yes."

"Have you been crushing on her for long?"

"Yes."

"Okay, um.. Ever had dirty thoughts about your crush?" He questioned and she felt her ears heat up.

"W-what kind of question is that?" She stammered and he chuckled at her expression,

"A question. Now answer it."

She stared at him, hoping he'll change the subject but he seemed determined.

"Maybe…"

Heeseung laughed, "Your cheeks are so red."

"Shut up." Of course they'd be red, she just admitted she'd had dirty thoughts about him. Not that he knew that.

"Have you had dirty thoughts about her?"

"A lot more than I'd like to admit," Heeseung responded honestly. He seemed a little more confident in his answers now.

"You must like her a lot, huh?" Y/n responded with a half-hearted smile that Heeseung didn't fail to notice. If he didn't know any better, he'd say she seemed jealous.

"Yeah, I do." He admitted with a soft smile that had her heart fluttering. She reminded herself he wasn't talking about her.

"Your turn." She prompted after a moment of silence where he seemed to be watching her carefully.

"Who do you like?"

"Heeseung, I already said-"

"You'd rather eat glass but I'm dying to know."

"Die then." She responded bluntly.

Heeseung knew that usually, she'd tell him pretty much everything, including crushes so was it possible that…

"Okay, different question. Have you ever had a crush on me?"

Her breath hitched, her eyes widened and her cheeks warmed up, giving Heeseung pretty much all the confirmation he needed.

"You've had one, haven't you?" He murmured, leaning forward a little.

She gulped and stared at him. Fuck it, he was her best friend- if things got awkward between them they could always work through it, right? Besides, he asked her.

"Have. Have a crush on you."

Heeseung's eyes widened a little and he sat back, his heart rate picking up. Sure he'd had his suspicions but now that she'd confirmed it…

"Wow." Was all he could come up with, a little stunned.

"I'm sorry." She murmured, looking down at her lap.

He shook his head and reached forward to put a hand on her knee, "Don't be. Don't you wanna know who I have a crush on?"

She looked up reluctantly, "Who is it?"

His hand left her knee to cup her face instead, "You."

Now it was her turn to be stunned.

"Truth or Dare?" Heeseung asked softly and with the warmth of his hand cupping her face so gently she couldn't even remember whose turn it was. Her pulse picked up as she registered the growing warmth in Heeseung's gaze.

"Dare." She whispered, being brave for a change.

His gaze flicked down to her lips for a split second before moving back to her eyes- a movement that was not missed by Y/n and her racing heart.

"Kiss me," he whispered and her heart jolted.

Her gaze moved down to his lips and despite how nervous she was, she followed through with the dare by gently pressing her lips to his. He smiled and held her face as he kissed her back, turning the small peck into a proper kiss before she even realised.

It felt so good to finally kiss him after pining after him for so long, although she could barely believe the current situation.

She reached forward to wrap her arms around his neck as he gradually deepened the kiss, his tongue finding hers. The feeling of his tongue in her mouth and his other hand stroking along her thigh had a heat rising to her skin. She kissed him back a little harder and felt his fingers trace dangerously close to her inner thigh. He broke the kiss to look at her and her flushed cheeks and hooded eyes.

"You said you've had dirty thoughts about me? What do you think about?"

She averted her gaze and ignored his question. He slowly dragged his fingers over her inner thigh, causing a shiver to run through her body.

"Wanna know what I think about?" He murmured and she turned to face him again.

The hand cupping her face lifted to gently brush her hair from her face, his eyes not leaving hers, "Most often I think about you falling apart on my fingers."

She could hear her pulse racing in her ears and felt the way her core began to ache at his words.

"I think about what you'd sound like, what my name would sound like rolling off your tongue as you cum."

Her breath hitched, "Heeseung..."

"What do you think of?" He asked once more.

She gulped, "Your thighs."

"My thighs?"

She nodded.

"What about them?"

"I…"

"You wanna ride them?"

She blushed and looked away again, "Maybe."

He cupped her face in his hand again and made her face him, "You're so adorable all flustered like this. Having such dirty thoughts about your best friend but acting so innocent around me."

She couldn't even formulate a response, too distracted by his hands on her and his low register only served to fuel her need for him.

"I wonder…" His fingertips brushed beneath the hem of her sleep shorts, "Do you touch yourself when you think of me?"

Her eyes widened, when did Heeseung become this bold? It was like a switch had flipped in him.

"Sometimes… " She sheepishly admitted and he groaned, his thumb dragging over her bottom lip, "That's so hot."

She kissed his thumb, "Do you?"

He nodded, "All the time."

A spike of pure arousal shot straight to her core and she pressed forward to kiss him again, hard and desperate. She was aching for him now. His words and the images they evoked egged her on. He pulled her into his lap and she groaned at the feeling of him half-hard beneath her. She couldn't help but push down against him. He gasped softly against her mouth and held her hips down, pushing her down onto him. She circled her hips, seeking friction to alleviate some of the ache building between her legs. He bit her lip and rocked his hips up into her a little and she gasped into his mouth. One of his hands slid up her shirt and she whimpered as she felt his hand on her bare breast.

"Fuck." He groaned as he heard the sound fall from her lips. He kneaded the soft flesh gently, his palm rubbing over her sensitive nipple and drawing another breathy sound from her mouth.

"You sound so pretty already, how beautiful would you sound if I touched you?"

"I don't know, how about you find out." She panted.

He crushed their lips together again, his other hand sliding down between their bodies to cup her in his palm. She pushed down against his hand immediately with another whimper and he groaned.

"Can I touch you? Properly?" He murmured and she nodded fervently.

He eased her back onto the fluffy carpet again and tugged at her waistband. She reached down and helped him tug her shorts down and kicked them off once they reached her ankles. His fingers then moved to pull her panties down but she reached down to stop his hand.

"What's wrong?"

"Shy."

He smiled and stroked her cheek, "You don't need to be."

She slowly retracted her hand under his reassuring gaze and let him slide her panties down to her knees. He paused to look at her now that she was exposed to him and she threw an arm over her face in embarrassment. She knew for a fact that she was soaked already and he'd barely touched her. He reached forward and glided his fingers over her wetness and the movement had her clenching and she could practically feel his smirk knowing that there was no way he didn't feel that.

"You're so much better than I could've imagined. So pretty and wet for me." He murmured and she whimpered as he stroked her again, this time applying a bit of pressure and dragging his fingers through her folds. She gasped and tried instinctively to close her legs but he held her thigh tight in his other hand. He slowly traced his fingers up and down before his searching fingertips finally found their target and circled her clit slowly.

"Oh," She moaned out and he smiled to himself before applying a little more pressure.

The hand covering her face shot out to grip the carpet as he continued to touch her, speeding up his motions a little as he rolled her sensitive bud between his fingers. He suddenly stopped and she whined at the loss of stimulation but felt his fingers gently press against her entrance.

"Can I?" He asked softly and she nodded.

"Please, Heeseung. I need you to touch me."

It felt so good to hear those words come from her mouth and he could feel the way his dick had begun to strain against the fabric of his sweatpants. He slowly slid one finger into her, pleased at the way her warmth wrapped around his digit and he couldn't help but imagine how heavenly it would feel to be inside of her.

He slowly pumped his finger in and out of her, his finger bent and dragging along the roof of her walls until he finally found the angle that had her crying out. He pressed on, his actions fuelled by the moans that had begun to fall from her lips. After a while, his first finger was joined by a second and he picked up the pace, determined to bring her to a climax.

He pistoned his fingers in and out of her and let go of her thigh to push her shirt up and find her breasts again. Soon enough the feeling of his fingers inside her and his hand on her breast had her hurtling over the edge with a cry of his name.

He nearly moaned at just how good she looked and sounded and instantly kissed her once her orgasm had faded away. She kissed him back, struggling at first but the more his mouth pressed at hers the harder her kisses became. He tugged her up and pulled her panties off completely before tugging her into his lap, his legs spread out before him now.

He broke the kiss, "Thigh."

"What?"

He kissed her again, "Ride my thigh. I want to see what you've been fantasising about."

She blushed but felt heat settle in her belly once more at the thought.

"Heeseung, I'm soaked though. I'm gonna mess your sweats up."

"I don't really care about the pants but I think I wanna feel just how soaked you are."

She was about to ask him what he meant before he lifted her a little to kick off his pants, leaving him in only his boxers, before settling her in his lap again.

"There, no more sweatpants."

"Heeseung, I don't know about this…"

"Please?"

She bit her lip and shifted and he helped her to straddle one of his muscular thighs. He groaned the instant he felt how wet she was against his skin. Her cheeks flushed and he kissed her, "Don't be embarrassed, I like it."

His hands found their way to her waist and he squeezed her hips gently, urging her to move. She was so embarrassed by this situation, even though she'd fantasised about it for so long and dropped her head onto his shoulder, hiding her face.

He lifted a hand to pull her face away from his shoulder and kissed her, "I said you don't have to be embarrassed."

She just nodded and kissed him again as she finally found the confidence to rock her hips forward.

"There you go, sweetheart." He murmured against her lips before connecting their lips in a heated kiss again. She gasped into his mouth at the feeling of her gliding over his skin, creating the most delicious friction possible and his hands moved to her hips again.

As she continued to rock her hips, the knot in her stomach tightened further and further, creating an intense desire to orgasm within her and she couldn't help but quicken the pace of her movements, chasing after what her body so badly wanted. Heeseung's hands gripped her hips tight, helping to guide her movements as she grew closer to the edge and began to lose her rhythm.

She kept moaning over and over and the sound of her and the sight of her face contorted in pleasure as she rode him was almost enough to push him over the edge himself and he could feel the way his dick had started leaking in his pants, aching for attention of its own.

She gripped his shoulders tight as she moved and soon enough she came with a whimper for the second time that evening, her face falling forward onto his shoulder as she fought to regain her breath after.

He kept one hand on her waist and stroked her hair with the other, "How do you feel? As good as you imagined?"

She pressed a kiss to his neck, "Better."

He hummed in contentment and brought her face to his again, pressing his lips to hers.

She cupped his jaw and kissed him back. She didn't think she could get tired of kissing him. His kiss went from being soft and loving to becoming feverish, his hands roaming her body, and she recalled the way he had been hardening earlier against her earlier.

She broke the kiss and he opened his eyes to look at her, "What's wrong?"

"Don't you want help? I've already cum twice now, I should return the favour."

He felt his dick twitch at the prospect but shook his head, "You don't have to, it's alright."

She dropped her gaze to his lap and the very obvious tent in his pants accompanied by a wet stain.

"Are you sure?" She asked, looking back up at him.

He gulped as she pressed a finger over the wet spot, right into the head of his dick.

"I mean, it would be very much appreciated." He finally admitted and she smiled before palming him slowly.

He inhaled sharply and his hands grabbed her waist again in support as she tugged his boxers down to free his aching, leaking member and wrapped her fingers around it and gave it a tug.

She frowned in contemplation for a moment before looking up at him with flushed cheeks. He raised an eyebrow in question and she swallowed thickly before opening her mouth.

"Do you wanna…"

"Wanna what?"

"Wanna actually… have sex?" She asked softly, looking away from him.

His heart skipped a beat and his dick twitched in her hand. He pulled her tighter against him and kissed her hard, "Yes. God, yes."

She smiled nervously against his mouth and he smiled too before his fingers tugged at her pyjama shirt, "Can I take this off?"

"Only if you take yours off. I can't be the only naked one here."

He laughed and made quick work of pulling his shirt up and over his head before doing the same to hers. He stared at her bare chest and she resisted the urge to cover up under his gaze. He reached up and ran his fingers over the soft curve of her breast before he circled her nipple, watching in fascination as she gasped and it hardened as goosebumps formed along her skin. He leaned in and kissed her neck and collarbone as he palmed her breasts and she leaned her head back but it didn't take long for an ache to settle between her legs.

"Heeseung, please."

His hands were instantly guiding her body off of him to lay back on the soft carpet. He made quick work of removing his boxers completely and she barely had time to take in his naked body before he was settled over her.

He gently kissed her forehead, "You sure about this?"

She nodded, "Yes."

He gave her a searching look and after finding no traces of doubt in her eyes he reached between their bodies and touched her again, his fingers making their way inside of her once more.

She bit her lip at the feeling but gripped his arm, "I think it's safe to say I'm well-prepped already."

He nodded and removed his fingers, instead wrapping them around his dick and lining himself up with her entrance.

He stilled suddenly and looked at her, "I don't have a condom."

"It's fine, I'm on birth control."

"Are you sure?"

She reached up and rested her hand on the back of his neck, "Very. I want you inside me."

He groaned, "God, it sounds good to hear you say that."

He lined himself up again before slowly pushing into her. His thinking earlier had been correct- being inside her was heavenly.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss as he slid himself into her until he bottomed out. He stayed like that for a moment before she got impatient and started rolling her hips.

"Please, Hee, please."

"Okay, I've got you."

She whimpered when he finally started moving and he kissed her as he did so, he too still not getting enough of her kisses.

"You feel so good, baby. So good." He mumbled against her lips and she couldn't help but think he felt good too. Having him close to her and inside of her like this was better than she could have ever imagined.

He kissed her as he thrust into her and as their pleasure grew with each further thrust and he couldn't kiss her properly anymore, he nuzzled his face into her neck instead, one of her hands lost in his dark hair and the other gripping the carpet.

He lifted her leg and wrapped it around his waist and soon enough louder cries of pleasure were heard as he hit her spot over and over. The sound was music to his ears and only fuelled his actions further.

"You sound so- ah- beautiful like this," He panted into the skin of her neck and all she could do was nod deliriously as her third orgasm of the evening approached swiftly. He could feel the way her walls began to tighten around him as she neared her climax and picked up the pace, the lewd sounds of skin meeting skin echoing through his small living room.

His own orgasm wasn't too far away either, the feeling of being this close to her and bringing his fantasies to life as well the sounds of her moans and whimpers damn near drove him over the edge.

"I don't know how much longer I'm going to last, baby." He mumbled against her neck and she let go of the carpet to wrap an arm around him instead.

"Then don't. Let go, love."

His hips stuttered at her words, "Where do you want me?"

Her fingers pressed into his back and she turned her head to press a kiss to his hair, "Inside me."

"Oh fuck," He groaned before he came hard, buried deep inside of her.

The way he bit into her neck and the feeling of him filling her up had her spiralling and falling straight off the edge alongside him with a choked cry of his name. He continued to piston his hips and the weight of a third overwhelming orgasm and the feeling of overstimulation had her cumming harder than before and Heeseung moaned as he felt a warm flush of liquid wash over his length.

Y/n stiffened and felt heat rise to her face as she realised what had happened and felt her release drip out of her but Heeseung just gripped her thigh tighter and kissed her neck, "That's so fucking hot."

"I'm sorry."

He lifted his head to kiss her flushed cheeks, "What do you have to be sorry about? The best sex I've had in my life?"

She blushed, "Your carpet."

He laughed, "Who cares, I can just get it cleaned."

He slowly pulled out of her and Y/n instantly missed him inside of her but she cringed at the slick feeling between her legs.

Heeseung kissed her once more before helping her up, "Let's go get cleaned up."

She let him carry her to the bathroom and nearly moaned at the feeling of warm water engulfing her as Heeseung eased her into the bath with him.

She leaned back against his body with a content smile as he gently wiped her body down with a warm cloth and soap. A part of her expected this all to be awkward, to be honest. She and Heeseung had been best friends since before they could even walk and the fact that after all these years he returned her feelings was something she'd never truly expected. But this surpassed all her imagined scenarios and expectations. She couldn't be happier than she was just then.

"You're so quiet. What are you thinking about?" He murmured, kissing her temple.

"You."

"Me?" His hand stilled on her thigh.

She hummed, "Yes,"

He smiled and reached up to tilt her head up and kiss her softly, "What about me?"

"How happy you're making me right now,"

"Well, be prepared, because there is more coming. Provided you accept that I'm now most certainly your boyfriend."

She chuckled, "And if I don't?"

"No kisses."

She snorted and rolled her eyes, "Please."

He reached up to tickle her waist, forcing a giggle from her lips, "I'm serious."

She rolled her eyes again and gripped his chin between her thumb and forefinger, "Fine, you're my boyfriend, now kiss me."

He grinned, cupped her face in his hand and nuzzled his nose against hers before finally pressing his lips to hers and she instantly melted into the kiss with a sigh.

As she lay there in his arms, the afterglow of pleasure still in her bones and the warmth of the bath water surrounding she couldn't help but think that true, she might not have been dealt a winning hand by the Uno cards but some how she had been dealt one by life.

#kpop #y/n #kpop fanfic #kpop smut #smut #lee heesung x reader #enhypen heeseung #enhypen smut #heeseung smut #Enhypen

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My internet died while sending the first ask so I case it didn’t go through 31 with Orym and opal or Fearne for the touch prompts?

Prompt Oh, good thing you sent again. That first one did not come through. I'm going to take this one to my Accidental Ascension AU because I've been meaning to write something more for it, but every time I sit down for it, the writing juice is gone. 31 Doing a pinky swear

Orym's kind of been expecting this ever since the idea that Bells Hells' ascended trio could be warlock patrons came up.

Fearne is possessive and there's very little she wouldn't do for her friends. To offer them power in return for binding themselves to her is almost more a continuation of their friendship than the controlling contract that a Pact is supposed to be.

And the truth is, while the continuous solstice has been brought to an end, there are still battles to be fought against the Ruby Vanguard. After all, their leadership is not dead. Yet.

But...

"I'm not a magic kind of guy, Fearnie," Orym gently rejects her offer of warlock powers.

"But, but. I can make your sword extra magical! Like the captain's," Fearne pleads.

The child-like innocence and eagerness contrasts heavily with her sharpened and lengthened Archfey features as Fearne crouches lower than ever to be on his eye level.

"I don't need my sword to be more magical," Orym earnestly says, taking one of her long-fingered, burning coal looking hands between his own small hands. "I just need my friends to be there and back me up."

"You're sure?" Fearne asks, goat-like eyes still wide and pleading.

"Yeah."

"Pinky promise?" she tempts, clawed pinky held out towards him.

There's something in her eyes, her bearing, that hints at something more than a child's unbreakable vow. Or maybe he's just seeing things. Orym's not entirely used to the changes made in his friends by what they did at the Malleus Key, how unnerving the sheer power of their presences can be.

"...Okay," Orym relents, curling his tiny pinky around hers and shaking on it.

A little splurge of magic flows into Orym from where their fingers are intertwined, just a bit stronger than his gift for druidcraft and gusts. It settles into him almost as soon as he notices it, there to stay.

"Fearne," he admonishes.

"It's not a Pact. Just a boon for my best friend," Fearne shamelessly reassures him, placing a warm kiss on his forehead.

"A bit of magic to let you go where you need to be, a bit of magic to help you bring down your prey." A predatory grin splits Fearne's face as she describes the second of the spells she's gifted him, showing off sharpened teeth.

Orym sighs, and hugs her anyway. "Thanks, Fearnie. I'll put them to good use."

"I know. That's why I gave them to you," Fearne says, returning the hug with her own near-burning embrace.

So I don't think Orym would take a warlock multi-class, even with his best friend as the Patron. But Fearne's stubborn, so she gave Orym the Fey Touched feat (by literally touching him as an Archfey😝), granting him access to a daily casting of Misty Step and Hunter's Mark. I thought about giving Orym Aid for his 1st level spell selection, as that is a very Orym spell, but given there's still Otohan and Ludinus and Liliana(?) left to find and kill, I felt Hunter's Mark was more fun/appropriate. No foe shall escape his sight!

#MQ&A #MQfic #MQ AU machine #accidental ascension au #touch prompt #orym of the air ashari #fearne calloway

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solaceinabandonment · 1 year

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Solace in Abandonment

Chapter 3

Ashley slid down onto Andrew's cock, taking the head into her. She'd had dreams where she took him all in one vicious lunge, drawing the most shameful and base noises from her darling brother. Part of her wanted to do just that, but she decided to take a little time enjoy the finer details of Andrew's throbbing cock filling her up. Given the bruises he already gave her, she figured he'd be willing to go as hard as she wanted later anyway, at least she hoped he would.

Andrew's entire body stiffened beneath Ashley. The small flickers of guilt and doubt couldn't stand up to the roaring heat of his sister's body, both inside and out. He gripped the sheets, resolving to keep his hands away until she at least took him all the way in. He couldn't help twitching his cock inside her though. Ashley sucked in a breath between her clenched teeth. Her warm, wet walls clamped down in response and she hugged him harder.

Wet as she was, it still took a little finesse to get Andrew inside her. She found that pulling back and pushing back down did the trick, each pass gaining her a little more of Andy. She grew impatient towards the end and forced herself down, slamming her hips into his. Andrew and Ashley both groaned in pleasure as they were quite literally joined at the hip.

Releasing the bedsheets, Andrew's hands moved to Ashley's legs. He slid his hands past her thighs, up around her hips, and grabbed her ass. Gripping her firmly, he started fucking Ashley from below, bouncing her up and pushing her down with each thrust. He couldn't move much, but it was enough. Ashley pushed herself up on her hands and started throwing herself down on Andrew.

The sound of bedsprings creaking joined the siblings labored gasps. The excitement and exertion had left them both with a noticable flush across the entire body. Even starving, their hearts raced to put blood where it needed to be. Ashley, being on top, was getting the worse of it. She didn't know if she could keep going much longer and the thought that she might have to give up on cumming on Andrew's cock because she was too weak to move drove her crazy.

"Andy," she said, "I don't care if it kills me, just fuck me till we cum, please!" Andrew grabbed her ponytail and pulled her head back roughly. He spoke, eyes narrow and sharp, "If you have breath to waste on stupid shit like that you should be telling me what you want or kissing me like you were earlier." He grabbed her breast, squeezing the whole of it in his palm, then bit her shoulder.

Ashley gasped and wrapped her arms around her big brothers head. She started bouncing on his cock and said to him, "The fuck is with you biting so much today!? You're gonna leave marks!" Andrew growled and bit down harder, before letting go.

"That's half the point, Leyley. Don't forget, you're mine." He kissed her hard, getting a satisfied moan from her and taking the opportunity to slip his tongue between her lips. He bit Ashley's lower lip as they parted, pulling it just a little bit before letting go. "Besides," he said, "I know you like it." She did in fact love it, both when he bit her and when he called her Leyley. "I can feel you clamping down on my dick everytime I do it." For emphasis, he bucked his hips up, sending his cock deep inside Ashley.

She was getting close, her body absolutely aching for release. She hugged Andrew tighter and begged, "Andy, I'm almost there , please!" Andrew held his little sister close and rolled over, placing her on her back without slipping out. After a moment to adjust, Andrew started fucking her again, steadily building up speed until her body shook with each thrust. He wasn't going to last much longer, and he sensed that Ashley was neck and neck with him.

He looked down at Ashley, her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily. Her boobs were bouncing back and forth, and the sight made his mouth water. He noticed her ribs, which stood out as a painful reminder of their situation. They were both suffering, yes, but the thought of someone hurting his sister brought a wave of emotions. Anger, sadness, frustration, and a distinct mix of protectiveness and possessiveness.

He leaned down, and slipped an arm under her back. The other moved to her chest and firmly pinched one of her nipples, while he kissed and sucked at her neck. Andrew couldn't do much to help the situation, but he could at least make Ashley feel good, if only for a bit. Ashley moaned loudly and threw her arms around his back, raking long lines down it with her nails. A sharp inhale, and he bit down on her neck hard in response. Thank God they had a decently stocked first aid kit still, they were going to need it.

Ashley was so close to cumming she could barely think. All the tension the past few months was building ever higher, and she felt like she was going to explode. Andrew released her neck and gasped for air. "Ashley," he choked out, "I can't hold it anymore!"

The desperation in his voice and the thought of his cock erupting inside her was the last straw. "Cum in me Andy, I need it!" She looped her legs behind his back and held him inside her, sealing both their fates.

Andrew and Ashley came simultaneously. They moaned loudly as their combined orgasm overcame them. Her pussy clamped down on him hard, and his cock swelled to match it. Andrew drove himself deep into Ashley and held himself there. After a pause that felt like eternity, but was in reality was maybe a second, He blew his incestuous load inside his sister. Andrew's first spray of cum had enough force behind it that Ashley felt it. The next few, while not as explosive, were still noticable. Andrew pulled back and then drove himself violently back inside her, adding even more of his cum to her now thourougly flooded insides.

As their mutual orgasm subsided, they relaxed and leaned into each other. Ashley hugged her big brother, while Andrew gently kissed the bite marks he'd left on his little sister. In the moment they'd been able to ignore it, but the sudden bout of exertion had them both exhausted. Or maybe it was the orgasms. Either way, neither of them was going anywhere anytime soon.

Ashley pulled Andrew's face to her own and kissed him. This time it wasn't as desperate or deep as before, but it didn't need to be. It was the perfect little send off to their new life. They curled up together, and allowed sleep to take them easier than it had in weeks.

"Hey Andy," Ashley whispered, "I love you."

"Love you too, Leyley," He responded with a grin.

They drifted off to sleep, cozy and content in each other. They had been abandoned and left to die, but had found solace in each other. If the world meant to bury them then they would at least try to be happy together in their dark little coffin.

#the coffin of andy and leyley #andrew x ashley #ashley x andrew #proship #shipcest #coffincest #also up on Ao3

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