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avocad1s · 8 months

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Trial By Combat - 2

Requested By: No One. Original Work.

CW: Impostor SAGAU, Mentions of Punishment, Angst,

Summary: Fontaine fears for your fate.

Note: You all really loved the first part and a lot of people wanted a continuation so I shall provide

If you haven’t finished the Fontaine Archon quest, please exit stage left.

Part One Part Three Part Four

Ever since the day of the duel, it has been raining nonstop in Fontaine.

It was as if the entire nation came to a standstill; many shops refused to open their doors, no trials were being held, and the Hydro Archon hadn't been seen since she falsely accused the Creator of Teyvat.

As doctors quickly carried you away with Clorinde following quickly behind, citizens waited impatiently for any news of your recovery, this sight of you bleeding profusely still plaguing their minds.

The Champion Duelist refused to leave your side even after doctors did everything they could, she sat in the chair waiting for the moment you open your eyes. She wonders what you will do once you do wake up, could you find it in your heart to forgive her? To forgive Fontaine entirely? Regardless what you decide, she is ready to accept it graciously.

Clorinde looks down at her gloved hands, the white cloth that was stained with your golden blood only a week ago. This was the second time she had struck down an innocent, was this the justice she was fighting for? Even if it meant painting the floor with her Creator’s blood? She lets out a sigh as she looks back at your sleeping form, the pattering of rain on the window doing nothing to ease the swirl of emotions within her chest.

Although everyone was praying for you to have a speedy recovery, there were some people who demanded answers from their Archon.

“She is supposed to be the God of Justice.”

“How could she not recognize the Creator themselves?”

Focalors refused to show her face in public, she had no answers for her actions, this wasn’t something she could lie about until everyone believed her. This was something that could have true consequences, she couldn’t even be angry if her fellow Archons came to stike her down due to her transgressions.

Only during the dark of night is when she went outside, even though Clorinde had been watching over you this entire time, she had to see how you were doing with her own eyes. Furina kneels by your bed and grasps your hand, she weeps out heartfelt apologies until she couldn’t any longer.

Suddenly she picks her head up, she wipes the wetness from her cheeks as she looks at your face.

“Your Grace?” She says softly, the exaggerated tone no where to be found.

Your hand moves slightly in hers and now she knows she wasn’t hallucinating, “are you awake?” Your eyes open slowly causing the Archon to cry even more as she stands to look at you better.

The door to the room opens as Clorinde and Neuvillette enter, their eyes just as wide as their Archons. The two rush to your side as you try to sit up in bed a rush of pain coursing through your body.

“You should be careful Your Grace,” Clorinde mutters, “we don’t want you to tear open your stitches.”

“Why am I here?” You manage to rasp out gazing at all of their faces. Neuvillette grabs the glass of water next to your bed handing it to you, the water was room temperature, but it was still refreshing to drink.

Furina, who was the most expressive out of the three furrows her eyebrows, “huh? What do you mean?”

“I should’ve died out there..” you mumble. Clorinde looks down in shame.

“I’m apologize Your Grace,” Furina says still holding your hand, “I am a fool, I should’ve recognized you the second you entered Fontaine but instead I…” she trails off.

You stare at her, the look on her face showing just how remorseful she felt, but you couldn’t forgive her. You couldn’t forgive any of them. Not yet at least.

“You gave me no chance to explain myself, I was guilty in your eyes the second I entered your nation.” You pull your hand out of hers causing her to frown slightly.

“I thought that something was amiss but-“

“Then why didn’t you come to my defense? You knew there was no way I could win but you still did nothing. You made no attempt to stop the fight.” You interrupt Neuvillette.

He stops mid-sentence, his nonchalant expression never changing as he fails to meet your gaze. “I’m sorry.”

You throw the blanket off your body, the cold air causing goosebumps to appear on your exposed legs.

“Your Grace it’s not a good idea to stand! Your wounds are still healing.”

You ignore Clorinde’s warnings as you stumble to your feet, your hand rests on your torso to ease the throbbing sensation in it.

“All of you leave, I don’t want to talk to anyone right now.” You say coldly.

“Please allow us to help you back in bed.” Furina reaches out to place her hand on your shoulder.

“I can take care of myself, just get out.” You snap.

The Archon flinches slightly but she nods and sighs. Without any other objections, Clorinde and Neuvillette leave the room. Furina trails slowly behind them, as she reaches the threshold she looks back at you one last time before whispering, "I will return to see you in the morning, I hope that's okay."

Once the door clicks you turn your gaze to the window noticing that it was still raining, maybe even harder than before. You exhale as you sit on the windowsill resting your body against the glass as you watch the droplets race down onto the ledge outside.

‘Hmm, doesn't look like the rain is gonna stop anytime soon…’ you think to yourself.

Tagging: @bittersweetorpheus @esthelily

#genshin cult au #sagau #genshin impact sagau #imposter sagau #genshin sagau #sagau impostor au #sagau x reader #genshin cult

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gentaro-kinniecom · 3 months

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New Beginnings

Characters: Zayne/fem!reader

C/w: 1.4k! (Read at your own risk, meant for +18) mentions of breeding, married life, somewhat graphic descriptions of sex. Zayne wants to be a father although he doesn't admit it..he just wants to get you knocked up.

A/n: Finished writing this instead of my english essay because... There's also a Rafayel fanfic in the making so stay tuned for more <33

“Zayne? It’s 1am, you still haven’t come back to bed..” I said, leaning against the door frame as he sighed, typing away on his computer while passing a hand across his hair, trying to calm himself down.

“I know. I’m sorry, I’ll be there”

“That’s what you said an hour ago..you’re tiring and exhausting yourself to the point of death at this point” Zayne sighed, closing his laptop and getting up from his desk chair, walking towards me with a soft grin trying to comfort me.

“Are you satisfied now?” He asked, hugging my waist as we walked towards our shared bedroom. Ever since we got married, Zayne has gotten more work than usual piled up on his desk every time I go to visit him at work. It worries me that he’s overworking himself because of money, which hasn’t been an issue at all given he’s a doctor and works in a very respected hospital. But what other reason might it be? I laid in our shared bed, feeling myself drift away to sleep when suddenly, Zayne wrapped his arms around my waist.

“Mhm, thank you” I replied, snuggling up to him while caressing his soft dark strands of hair that fell on his face, smiling. He muttered something under his breath that I couldn’t quite grasp as Zayne kissed me goodnight. I couldn’t help but stay awake for a few minutes, looking at the city lights by the window and back at Zayne’s sleeping form beside me.

Woken up by the sound of something crashing from the kitchen, I got out of bed with a small yawn, walking down the corridor of our lovely home to see Zayne had a mess of pancake batter all over his “kiss the cook” apron while sighing in annoyance before turning towards me.

“There’s shards of glass on the floor..please, be careful” I nod, grabbing a broom from the closet room and coming back to see Zayne was picking up the broken pieces from the floor. I suddenly stepped in one while trying to hand him the broom which made him look at me with worry, I try not to cry as he can clearly see the tears pricking my eyes.

“I’m fine I swear..” Without a second thought, he quickly lifted me onto the kitchen counter, carefully yet skillfully removing the glass from my foot as Zayne chuckled.

“Having you like this, reminds me of our honeymoon. Remember when-” I stopped Zayne by placing a hand over his mouth, trying to not remember that day where he fucked me into oblivion in our hotel’s kitchen island, right before breakfeast too.

“Why must you always make me remember? It’s like you’re hinting at wanting kitchen sex right now..” A chuckle left his lips as Zayne’s body inched closer, his hands grabbing my waist gently, kissing my neck while whispering sweet words that had me falling into his desire.

“Because, shouldn’t being a husband imply taking care of his wife’s desires as their own? Is it too bad that I want to be greedy with you for a few moments?”His hands began to trail under my nightgown and towards my chest as he began to rub my nipples, making me whine while kissing him.

“Alright, fine. Just seeing you in this apron alone made me feel things, did you do it on purpose?” I asked half jokingly as Zayne kissed my shoulder before taking off my nightgown, leaving me naked on the counter while grinning ear to ear.

“Perhaps, although now I see what you’ve been meaning to hide all this time; you’re trying to rile me up, and it’s working” He then kissed me, taking his sweet time to stroke my clit, agonizingly slow, teasing me as I whined into his mouth. Zayne didn’t take this lightly and spread my legs apart in a second.

“And to think this wouldn’t have happened if you didn’t break the glass measuring vase today” I added, gazing over at Zayne who kneeled towards my pussy, blowing on it gently before sucking on it. I gasped as his tongue did wonders, had I really forgotten of that day, or was I too fucked out of my brains to remember? Possibly the latter. He suddenly grabbed my thighs, massaging them in a way that made my cunt drip with more arousal than before. Of course, I was impatient, so I grabbed Zayne’s hair, pulling him upwards as he got the message.

“Maybe it was fate or clumsiness on my behalf, at least we’re making something out of this.” He spoke, yet I was too focused on how quickly he was to take off his pants, making me wonder why the hell was he wearing work pants so early in the morning. Nonetheless, all my thoughts vanished out the window as soon as I saw his cock. It wasn’t less than average or more, slightly curved and girthy, the type that never wants to let go once he’s had a taste..that..is the man I married, and the man he will always be. The small but noticeable vein on the side made me drool as he stroked himself a few times before prodding at my entrance.

“Please, don’t make me wait longer, my love”

“I thought, you weren’t the type to beg for something, it seems there’s a first for everything after all” Pushing my hips to meet his cock, Zayne grabbed them harshly, not enough to leave a bruise but enough to put me in my place as he smiled. The moment he thrusted inside, I threw my head back at the overwhelming pleasure Zayne was giving me at the moment. My hand found Zayne’s shoulder as he continued to pound at my dripping pussy. He let out a sharp groan as he finally reached my g-spot, making me let out a breathy moan while speeding up.

“Is this what you- hah wanted all along? For me to breed you? Make you carry our child? Answer me.” Zayne’s voice dropped to that soft and warm yet firm tone I always loved. Without any doubt, I answered almost eagerly.

“Y-yes..! Oh fuck~!” I sobbed due to the stimulation he gave me, in a hazy rush, Zayne grabbed my thighs, thrusting sharply yet deeply, enough to make me crave more.

“You’d be such a good mom, look at you, all needy and willing for me. I can’t wait to expand our family with you” He said, panting afterwards as he unexpectedly came inside rather quickly than normal. Pulling his cock away from my puffy cunt almost regretting his decision not long before seeing his cum leak down with a faint smile on his face.

“Stay here, I’ll go grab a towel.'' I nod, smiling at his gentleness as he comes back to clean me up. Zayne’s lips met mine as a ‘thank you’ from my behalf for being so kind and sweet as always. We eventually got dressed once again as I looked at my husband through the mirror of our bedroom, walking downstairs as I stared at the kitchen momentarily.

“So..what are we going to do about breakfast?” I asked, causing him to laugh while he grabbed both the house and car keys as we exited the front door.

“I know of a brunch place that just opened up nearby, perhaps we could give it a try today”

Some weeks later, I started feeling sick and began vomiting sometimes during the morning. I had a feeling it was because I was pregnant, however, my husband wanted to run some tests for me in the clinic near the hospital he worked at, “just to be sure” his words not mine. At the end of the day, I returned home waiting for the results to come back as I heard the front door open. Zayne tried little to hide the smile on his face as he handed me the envelope from the clinic

“I don’t need to read the letter at this point with the way you’re smiling at me” I teased, opening it up to show that I was indeed 3 weeks pregnant with his child. Zayne hugged me briefly before kissing my lips ever so softly.

“I promise to be the best father for our child, thank you for allowing me to have the blessing to start a family the day we got married, I love you.” He spoke, tear-eyed as I hugged him back, crying happily onto his chest.

“I love you too..I’ll never regret marrying the man that treats me like a queen and makes sure I have everything I need.”

#love and deepspace #love and deepspace zayne #love and deepspace x reader #love and deepspace smut #love and deepspace fluff #zayne love and deepspace #zayne x reader #zayne x you #zayne smut #zayne

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begko · 5 months

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keep quiet. -seijoh 4

warnings: 18+ MDNI, poly, implied masturbation, implied sex(? I think), idk how to tag so lmk if there's anything else

contains: fem reader, seijoh 4 x reader (but mostly Matsukawa x reader and Hanamaki x reader)

wc: 1.2 k

a/n: I feel like there's not enough seijoh 4 fics out there so I decided to write one myself lol. This is my first fic so if anyone likes this I'll finish this and try to post more. Just ask and I'll lyk if I can do it!

Living in an apartment with four other boys never left your days feeling dull. Although you were all in your 20’s and supposedly more mature than your younger selves, they were still boys.

They would each find ways to somehow piss you off, whether consciously or not. Dirty laundry in the living room, a bag of chips left open on the counter, or the loud moans of a random girl spilling through the crack in their bedroom door. These things wouldn’t typically leave you feeling so annoyed, but hearing a repeating “Yes Oikawa!” at 3 AM– the night before your abnormal psychology midterm may I add– was seriously starting to test your patience.

Before you knew it, you found your feet gliding stomping down the hallway towards the brunette’s room, unknowingly drawing the other three to peek out from their own doors.

“I SWEAR TO GOD TOORU. IF SHE DOESN’T SHUT UP YOU WILL NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY AGAIN.” You emphasized your threat by loudly pounding your fist on his door, then swiftly retreating back to your room, slamming your door for good measure. You put your earbuds back in and tried to focus on the music that filled your ears.

Thankfully, you eventually drifted to sleep, but the groggy feeling you had the next morning did not dissipate, even with the large coffee you had made. After fumbling with your keys for what seemed like forever, you were met with the faces of your roommates, all waiting to greet you. They each gave you a warm smile, which normally would brighten your mood a bit, but the sight of Tooru’s face made a frown appear on your face. Without a word, you disappeared into your room and threw yourself onto the bed, hoping to catch up on some sleep.

“What did I do?” Hajime immediately slapped the back of Tooru’s head in response. “You idiot! She had an exam today and you haven’t even apologized for keeping her up!” Hajime clicked his tongue in annoyance at his best friend. Tooru rubbed the back of his head to soothe the pain. “Well how do I make her forgive me? I didn’t know she had an exam!”

Hajime merely shook his head, “Figure it out.” he said before going to check on you. As he opened your door, he found you– jeans and all – laying face-down on your bed. A groan of acknowledgement came from your figure, causing Hajime to let out a breathy laugh. “You okay?”

“Headache.” Was all you managed to say before beckoning him to lay with you. He obliged, letting you roll over before laying on top of your half-made bed with you. He adjusted you both so your head would be comfortably caged in his arms, while you curled into his warmth.

“It’s alright, just get some sleep. I’ll stay with you, baby.” There it was. That nickname he gave you. It always put a smile on your face, this time no different, as you drifted off with your lips sleepily curled up at the corners.

While, yes, they were annoying at times, one could argue that they had a soft spot for you. They would often lay with you if they knew you wanted the company, just as Hajime was doing. When a boy would break your heart, you would find one of them waiting outside of your lecture hall with a bouquet of daffodils, ready to take you out to eat or to a club. With them, you never needed to watch cringey rom-coms while incessantly crying. They distracted you from the heartache, until it eventually melted away. And those nicknames, god, those nicknames. You were sure that they meant nothing, but the way that they locked eyes with you as they uttered ‘Princess’ or ‘Darling’ made your heart stop in ways that felt more than platonic. Sometimes, when you touched yourself in the dead of the night, you found yourself imagining them saying it, driving you to your climax. But you would never admit that to any of them. Just as they wouldn’t admit that you would sometimes let your moans get loud enough for them to hear, driving them to let their hands wander down beyond the waistbands of their boxers. They quickly chased their high, knowing that without the sweet noises of your pleasure seeping through the thin walls, they would be left unsatiated.

You awoke to the delicious smell of food wafting in from the kitchen. After stretching a bit, you opened your eyes to find Hajime no longer next to you. You followed the smell into the main area of your apartment, finding the boys sitting at the kitchen counter chatting while Tooru stood with a pink apron on.

Your small laugh caused them all to turn their heads to wear you stood, a smile appearing on each of their faces. You walked up to them and put your hands on the counter, surveying the mess left on top of it.

“I made you your favorite! And before you say anything, I was just about to clean up.” That drew another giggle to fall from your lips. You mumbled out a ‘You better.” as Tooru wrapped his arms around your form. “I’m sorry for keeping you up last night, please forgive me?”

“ Fine, just buy a gag for the next time you wanna bring one of them home.” The four laughed while you began to set the table.

After dinner, Tooru told you to put on a movie while the rest of them did the dishes and grabbed something sweet to snack on. You opted to take a quick shower before doing so and changed into a comfortable tank top and shorts. As you plopped down on the couch and simply chose to re-watch The Hunger Games, Hiro and Issei sat down on either side of you. Issei guided you between his legs, allowing your head to lay on his chest, as Hiro moved your legs into his lap. Hiro draped a blanket over your form, as you gave him a small smile of thankfulness. Soon after, Hajime and Tooru sat in the smaller armchairs and started the movie.

You’ve seen this movie a million times, after all it was your favorite. But as you watched Katniss tie herself to a tree in an attempt to get some sleep, you began to grow bored. You shifted from your position, fidgeting in hopes of becoming comfortable again. “Sit still, pretty girl. I wanna know what happens next.” You heard Issei whisper into your ear. You freeze. For some reason, the mixture of the hot breath that you felt on your neck and the raspiness of his voice made your stomach form a knot. But it wasn’t until you felt Hiro’s hand start to slowly travel up the length of your leg that you finally realized what you were feeling. You felt hot, making you squirm even more. Issei’s arm snaked around your middle, holding you in place. “I said sit still. We’ll give you a reward if you’re good.” Suddenly it felt like your senses were heightened. The feeling of Issei’s arm and Hiro’s wandering hands made your breathing come to a halt. Is this a dream?

“Do you trust us, pretty girl?”

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bangchansgirlsblog · 7 months

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Broken headsets

- Chan

Warning: A lot of Angst, slight violence?

Pairing: BangChan x reader.

Summary: where he snaps at you while working.

!Not proofread!

(This is just a trail story, I lost my first story that was actually good ☠️I’m probably going to delete this)

“Channie?” I call for him. My hands gently rubbing his back while playing with his hair. So soft and messy.

“Mhm” he replies softly. The sound of his fingers typing against the keyboard as his headsets sat around his neck. His brown curls fluffy and everywhere.

His silver hoops sitting perfectly on both his ears and his black shirt tight around his muscle making him look delicious.

“Baby you need to eat something. You’ve been on that computer ever since you got home.” I plead with him.

He needed to eat, he hadn’t eaten all day due to the busy schedule and lack of time on his plate. The mangers were on him 24/7 due to their comeback in a few weeks.

Comeback season meant no time for anything, no time for dates, no time for sitting around, no time for spending time with one another and I hated it. I hate it so much. It made me angry.

“Baby this is really important, I’ll be there in a second.” He quickly says not even bothering to look up.

“Chan you’ve been at it for the past 2 hours, you haven’t even looked at me.” I complain. Yes I wanted attention, shoot me!

“I’ll give you all the attention you want my love, just please let me finish this.”

Sadness fills my heart as I silently put the clothes inside the closet.

A ringing sound in my ear and a tight feeling in my throat.

I was trying not to cry. I refused to cry.

Chan was a workaholic, no doubt in that. His days consisted of waking up early in the morning to head to the JYP building and coming home very late only to do more work. Some nights he wouldn’t come home at all and he knew I didn’t like it so to make my happy, he sometimes would bring me with him to the studio but that was when he thought he wouldn’t be coming home.

Our conversations in the studio normally contained:

“Just 30 more minutes my love”

“I’m almost done”

“I promise this is the last thing.”

He loves his job and he puts 110% in it but that makes him lack in other areas. His health.

Some nights he doesn’t sleep, some days he forgets meals and other days his mental health is the worst but still he doesn’t care because he loves his Job. He loves the boys. He loves Stay.

“Fine.” I sigh. One minute meant 1 hours at this point. I quietly leave the room closing the door behind me. Leaving him in his little world.

The cold tiles sending a shiver up my spine as I walked down the corridor.

“What am I going to do with you Channie?” I whisper to myself while packing up the food.

The dishes in the sink waiting for me to touch them while the laundry basket sat in the living room waiting for me to fold the messy clothes in them.

The house was quiet. The A.C hitting my skin with cold air as I sit on the floor and start folding the clothes one by one.

Berry by my side watching me.

Our apartment wasn’t big but it was huge for two people.

Some days it was a real big hustle to keep everything clean especially when they boys stay over but other days it wasn’t hard to maintain with the help of Chan.

“What am I going to do with your dad Berry?” I sigh again looking at the dog who seemed to be care free.

I grabbed the last set of clothes and walked over to the room. Chan’s back facing me. Not even noticing me in the room.

“Baby..” I call for him as I set down the clothes and start to load them into the closet.

“What Y/n?” He says a little harsh. I roll my eyes, frustration starting to build in my chest but I decide to be the bigger person and ignore his little attitude.

“Baby do you know what we’ll be doing for our 2 year anniversary?” I asked him trying to atleast have a conversation with him.

“I don’t know Y/n. You deal with it I don’t have time. Just tell me how much it is and when it is.”

“When it is?” I ask him obviously taken back.

“Ugh I didn’t mean when it is, I mean when you wanna do it.” He quickly corrects himself and rubs his temples with his fingers.

“Atleast act like you care Chan.” I tell him honestly.

“I’m not starting an argument with you right now so please can I get back to my work?”

“Chan why are you being like this?” Ignoring his request I decide to push because honestly I was tired of it.

“I’m not acting like anything I just want to finish my work in peace.”

“Chan you’re acting so selfish right now!” I say now slightly raising my voice.

“Y/n” he says firm and glaring over at me. What’s the worse he could possibly do?

“Just listen-“ I beg before I’m cut off.

“Y/n i said leave me alone!” His voice booms and the sound of breaking glass fills the room. My body freezes. Hands shaking.

The now broken headsets and mirror laying on the ground.

“Did you just throw that at me?” I ask him in disbelief.

“Babe-“ his body was stood up now and he was reaching out for me. His face filled with panic and guilt.

“Don’t.” I say getting away from his touch. The clothes that were once folded no scattered on the ground. Words refusing to come out of my mouth until I force myself to get up from the floor.

“I-I’m going to leave…” I say softly. My heart hurt and I hope he knew that. I felt the tears that were all built up from frustration, anger and hurt all start to flow down my cheeks.

When would he realize that being with him was starting to slowly ruin me?

Pt 2 ⬇️

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liminal-space-lesbian · 2 months

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Bg3 Ladies needing comfort after a bad day

Request: So for the BG3 headcanon or blurb requests what about a little thingy where the Lady’s of the game have a bad day and need lots of comfort from their Tav. 🥺

A/n

Honestly idgaf if Lae’zel is ooc, my baby is secretly going soft. Sorry guys!! I believe she actually has feelings deep down <3 Also mild spoilers if you haven’t finished the Crèche questline

Also Karlach is so babygirl omg if someone doesn’t give her a hug rn I SWEARRRR

Karlach:

Karlach had spent the entire day fighting off various enemies, who were unfortunately harder to defeat than expected. And right as she’s settling down for the night, finally getting a reprieve from the day, Raphael shows up.

He’s yammering on about how he wants to strike up a deal with you, but you cannot send him away fast enough. Seeing a devil only dredges up bad memories for your lover, and you do not want her to have to relieve the memories of her torture in Avernus.

“Come here baby, it’s alright just try to relax.” You coax, seeing the tension in her body once Raphael leaves. You coo, gently taking her into your arms. Her head buried in your chest, strong arms wrapping around you tightly as you rub her shoulders and the back of her neck. You ease the tension out of her muscles, kissing the crown of her head.

She finally lets the tension leave her body as she breaks down into tears, quietly crying into the fabric of your shirt. Small sobs wrack her shoulders, sending an aching pain lancing through your heart. You can’t stand seeing her so upset.

“I fuckin’ hate demons. No good ever comes of ‘em. Promise me you’ll never even consider Raphael’s deal.” She pleads, and you’re quick to reassure her. “I promise, I’ll never make a deal with a devil. I love you too much to risk it.” You whisper into her hair as you place a gentle kiss on her temple.

You cuddle her to sleep, allowing her to wrap herself around you entirely. Lord knows a decade of not being able to touch anyone without scorching their skin off leaves a girl touch starved. You tuck her in as cozy as she can get, and pepper her face with gentle kisses as she drifts off. Your heart aches for the suffering your lover has endured, but all you can do is be here now to support her.

Shadowheart:

Shadowhearts wound on her hand had been flaring rather badly all day, and unfortunately you had to travel past an abandoned temple of Shar. All the memories- or lack thereof- cause Shadowheart’s mood to sour. She seems snappy and short tempered, but when you visit her tent later you see her curled into a ball and cradling her hand.

“Oh sweetheart.” You murmur, getting on your knees beside her, resting a hand on her shoulder. She sniffles, obviously trying to hide her tears. You shush her, gently lying behind her and wrapping your arms around her. She rolls over and cuddles into your chest, crying more freely now.

“Why did they have to take my memories? Sometimes I don’t even feel like I know myself.” She whimpers, and your heart shatters. “Oh baby, I’m so sorry.” You whisper, kissing her forehead and wiping away her tears. “I know you, and I love you.” You murmur, rubbing your hand soothingly up and down her back as she tucks her head into your neck. You spend the evening wiping away her tears and soothing her as best as you can.

Lae’zel:

Lae’zel doesn’t get upset, she gets angry. It’s how she was raised, channel every feeling into anger. Anger fuels strength, and only created a stronger more tenacious fighter. So when Lae’zel finds out the truth about Vlaakith, she’s angry. Enraged. Furious. Not hurt.

Lae’zel definitely doesn’t cry when she’s alone in her tent that night. She also definitely doesn’t crawl into your arms and bury her face in your shoulder. Your touch is the only balm to the aching in her chest.

“Tsk’va, look at me. So weakened by the betrayal of a false god.” Lae’zel grits out between tears, fists clenched firmly in your shirt. Her anger is directed at herself, as if it’s her fault she was fooled along with every other Gith.

“Darling, it’s not your fault. Vlaakith tricked everyone. I know her betrayal hurts, and you have a right to be upset. Im so sorry you have to deal with something like this.” You coo, kissing her forehead and wiping her tears. She scowls and pulls away from your touch, but only to roll over so she can be little spoon.

She doesn’t speak for the rest of the night, but you feel a bit of tension melt away from her muscles. The next morning she’ll wake as if nothing happened, but for now she burrows farther into your warmth, seeking your comfort.

Dame Aylin:

Aylin’s mood took a turn for the worse when she heard Raphael had proposed a deal to you at Sharess Caress. She had already spent the day overstimulated from the noise of Baldurs Gate, a stark contrast to a century in shadowfell, where the only sound was the wind and rumbling in the distance. Now that you told her this? She was pissed.

She stomped off to be alone, saying she just needed time to think. You could tell by the stiffness of her posture she was upset, more than just angry. You gave her some space, but when she finally returned to your tent to go to sleep, you confronted her.

“What’s wrong darling?” You coax, your expression soft as you open your arms for her. She hesitates, her pride and stoicism holding her back for a moment. Her hesitation is short lived however, as she heaves a sigh and flops into your arms.

“I’m just thinking of my time spent in shadowfell. Raphael is a devil, simply a reminder of the evils in this world.” She pauses, heaving an irritated sigh. “After being trapped in that soul cage for so long… sometimes it feels as though I’m still there. Not physically but… in my mind that place haunts me.” She admits quietly, and you think you hear her voice quiver.

“I’m sorry Aylin. You didn’t deserve that. If I could take away all your pain I would.” You murmur, hugging her a bit tighter as you look in her eyes. You see tears clinging to her lashes as she swallows thickly.

“I know you would. And I love you for it.” She whispers brokenly, nuzzling her head into your shoulder as she clings to you. She pulls away to place a deep kiss on your lips, reveling in the comfort of you.

“Try and rest Aylin, you need sleep.” You coax, easing her to lie back. She complies, allowing herself to get comfortable as she slips off to sleep. For the first time in weeks she doesn’t have a single nightmare.

Isobel Thorm:

Isobel was drained after narrowly escaping being kidnapped by Marcus. She pumped all of her magical abilities into the shield around the Last Light Inn, as well as blessing you and your companions to ward off the shadow curse.

You could see her bottom lip quiver as she climbed into bed, and she instantly cuddled into your side. You turned towards her, gently cupping her face in your hands.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You ask gently, and she simply shakes her head, blinking heavily as tears flow freely down her face. You brush the tears away with your thumbs, nodding as you kiss her forehead. You take her into your arms and let her cry it out.

You rub up and down her arms soothingly, allowing her the space to let out her feelings. Eventually her cries taper out, and soon enough she’s drifting off to sleep. You carefully make sure she’s tucked in perfectly before resuming your spot, cuddled up to her for the night.

A/n

If this is bad it’s bc I’ve been awake for 17 hours, sorry peeps 😔

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chlorinecake · 7 months

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐏'𝐒 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝟐 — a yang jungwon fanfic

Previously ⊱✿⊰

𖤣 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: after sharing with Jungwon your true feelings about the way he treats you during a fight, unexpected changes take place as you learn more about him

𖥧 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: abduction themes, swearing, violence, crying, nudity, attempted assault, slow burn, moody, not proofread ~

𖡼 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.3k ~ The next part...

✎ note: In no way does this fanfic intend to romanticize unhealthy relationships or abusive behaviors. I write purely for entertainment and creative purposes. Reader discretion is advised.

You sat in the bath completely naked before Jungwon. He was still dressed in his work clothes as he hovered over the edge of the tub, lathering an orange scented soap all over your grimy skin.

Jungwon had forgotten you outside in the garden after assaulting you on the picnic mat that day. It wasn’t until a whole 48 hours had passed before he finally came back, only to find a cold and hungry you balled up under a bush. The trembling in your stomach remains as if it was yesterday, even though by now, the incident was more than three days ago.

You didn’t expect Jungwon to apologize for leaving you in the wilderness all that time, as part of you believed it was some sort of punishment for rejecting him. Though, if you were crazy enough, or maybe even smart enough, you probably would’ve tried running away when you had the chance—

“How’s the water,” Jungwon asked softly, using a comb to pick with the remnants of wildlife that decorated your hair, leafy bits falling into the warm rose petal bath.

“It’s lovely, Won-ah,” you replied with a blank expression, “I really don’t mind cleaning myself, though.”

“I insist, love. It’s the least I could do after letting you get so dirty in the first place.”

Oh, so that’s what he’s calling it now.

You watched as a cluster of bubbles swam on the surface of the bath water, reminding you of lily pads before they crashed into your legs, melting at your skin. Jungwon mirrored the bubbles in a lot of ways. At first glance, he seemed bright and friendly, bumping along pink waves that only drew him closer and closer to you. Though, once you finally collided, it’s like he couldn’t help but to absorb the contact.

Devouring you.

“I can tell there’s something on your mind, ____,” he interrupted your daydreaming, using a wash towel to rinse the muggy suds from your hair. “Penny for your thoughts?”

Pop.

The bubbles faded away as if knowing what was about to come.

“I-I don’t… it’s just,” you felt your breath grow unsteady as you struggled to answer him, let alone honestly.

The truth was, you hadn’t gotten much rest over the past few nights as you couldn’t shake the thoughts of what he almost did to you in the garden. You also didn’t want to provoke Jungwon by telling him what was truly on your mind.

Though, like a true predator, he sensed the fear in your silence.

“Why’re so scared of me,” he half-chuckled, putting the towel down before sitting on his knees. “It’s like you think I’m waiting to pounce on you or something.”

“Jungwon—”

“Look. Unless you plan to be honest with me, I’d rather you just keep quiet again.”

“Jungwon—”

“I’m listening, love,” he said, looking into your eyes with an intense gaze.

You were frustrated with his lack of patience yet also by your own hesitance to his curiosity, strangely making you feel guilty. You sunk deeper into the water, folding your arms over your bare chest as an attempt to make yourself feel more comfortable in your nakedness.

You sighed, “I haven’t gotten much sleep over the past few nights.”

He blinked, “____, if this is about the lamp, I’ll put it back in your room—”

“No, Jungwon.”

“When we first met, you told me that you were afraid of the dark. I’m so sorry for overlooking that, love—”

“Won, I didn’t finish what I was gonna say—”

“Do you want me to start sleeping next to you? I really don’t mind! You don’t have to be embarrassed about it either! I’d leap at any chance to get closer to you.”

Jungwon rested a hand on your shoulder which caused you to flinch away from him, clinging to the farther end of the tub. A bit of water splashed from your movements, wetting his clothes and the floor. He scoffed at your behavior, shaking his head in disappointment.

“Do you have any idea how it makes me feel when you jump at my mere touch? Like I’m some fucking monster?”

You stared back at him, chest heaving in regret.

He waited a few moments before getting up abruptly, leaning over the tub and pulling your soaking wet body out.

“Jungwo—” your words were cut short as he forcefully pinned you to the cold ground, your wet hair sprawled all over your frightened features. He ignored the puddles of water that you left on the floor, maintaining his grip on you by caging you between his legs.

Flashbacks resurfaced in the back of your mind. Or maybe this was all just a terrible sense of déjà vu. You wrestled beneath him, knowing good and well that your strength stood feeble against his. Still, it felt better to retaliate than to give in.

“Let go of me, Jungwon,” you fought, earning yourself a slap to the face.

“I’m only gonna give you few seconds to calm me down before I fuck the shit out of you on this bathroom floor.”

You winced at his words at if they cut you physically, still holding in the tears that wanted to spill from the slap.

You tried swallowing the fear that meddled at your core, knowing that when to it came to Jungwon, choosing silence was synonymous with suicide. Suddenly, your fright was replaced with a familiar rage.

“How am I supposed to tell you anything when you’re always seconds away from snapping on me?!” Your voice cracked.

He blinked at your words, “What did you just say?”

“I can’t sleep at night because of you, Jungwon! Why would I be afraid of the dark when what’s hiding in it is way fucking worse,” you swore, not being able to maintain the polite tone you usually spoke with.

He leaned back from your body, confused eyes wondering all over before something clicked in his mind: “You can’t force me to love you. Not like this.”

Immediately, he reached for the large towel that hung over the bathroom sink, draping the material over your shoulders as an attempt to cover you.

The bathroom by now was a dripping mess that he’d have to take care of later, but for now, his focus was on you.

He forced you to sit up, meeting him eye to eye on the damp tiles. He thought about the way you flinched at his touch. The way you tried covering yourself when facing him. The way your lip quivered before you could push out any words.

I am a monster, he thought to himself.

Tears grew in his eyes that mirrored your own red ones. His previously hostile hands rested sweetly in his lap, cautious not to touch you again. His shoulders rose and fell as he tried to calm his sobs, while all you did was sit uncomfortably and watch.

“Unless you plan on apologizing, I’d rather you quit your crying already,” you spat resentfully.

He looked at you with a frown, “Don’t talk to me like that.”

You shook your head at him, “And why not? Huh? Why not, Jungwon? When you can call me anything from your lover to a bitch and still expect me to believe it’s a matter of kindness!”

“____—”

“When every moment we share has to feel like I’m walking on the very egg shells of your erratic emotions!”

“I have to be this way for us—”

“When you threaten to rape me and get upset once I’m disgusted by you—”

Jungwon knocked over the bottles of shampoo that sat on his bathroom shelf, wailing at your words like a baby. Your body tensed at the chaos, ears ringing from the sudden noise. “Fuck, I’m sorry, ____,” he whined in between his frustration, “I am so… fucking… sorry.”

He didn’t bother wiping the tears that fell from his face, as they were gonna keep coming anyways.

“Sorry’s not good enough, Jungwon,” you sniffled, face still burning with emotion.

“Then I promise I’ll never hurt you in that way again. I swear to God, ____, I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to,” he pleaded, his nose and cheeks turning a soft shade of red.

He met you on the ground again, fingers fidgeting as if desperate to touch you again.

“Please say something, love.”

You sighed, “What is there to say, Wonnie?”

He sniffled at your words, hanging his head low with shame, “Fuck, ____, can you let me hug you at least? Can you hold me?”

You froze at his request. It was odd hearing Jungwon of all people ask for your consent, seeking comfort from the very person he constantly took it away from. He looked as if he would crumble if you told him no, so you gave in with a nod, allowing him to fall into your arms.

You ran a hand over his back as you tried soothing his nerves, feeling his hands desperately cling to your naked body as if he were the victim here. It never failed to shock you how his emotions could switch up, going from soft, sinister, to sullen in just a few seconds.

Cradling him granted you a satisfying sense of dominance, finally making him feel shame for the way he treated you, even though it’d only last for the moment.

“You can stop crying now, Jungwon. I’ve already forgiven you.”

That night, you and Jungwon slept in the same bed together, which was a first for the both of you, yet thankfully not as awkward as you thought it’d be. When you woke up, he was sitting at the edge of the bed, holding a steaming cup.

“What’s that?” You asked as the scent of foreign herbs hit your nose.

“I didn’t mean to leave you, but this tea couldn’t wait. It’s a mix of medicinal plants from my garden. It should help you sleep better,” he smiled, scooting closer to you on the bed.

“Drink up!”

“B-but it’s still morning, I can just drink it tonight.”

“It’s not fast acting, ____. You’ll need to drink it a few hours ahead of time in order for it to work,” he said, bringing the porcelain cup to your lips for you to sip.

“There are a few things I need to teach you so you won’t need me as much when I’m away. Besides, I could really use your help around the garden. How’s that sound?” You swallowed, “Don’t you have work today?”

“I got off early, love. I’ll be back with a change of clothes for you and we’ll meet outside,” he smiled again, biting back the urge to kiss you before walking out of the room.

After taking care of your hygiene, you got dressed in the oversized flannel and joggers he gave you, meeting Jungwon outside in the sunny field.

“It’s not morning anymore, is it?” You asked shyly, earning a fit of giggles from him.

“Yeah, no. I was honestly surprised when I came back and you were still sleeping.”

You took in the scenery of green grass and daunting forest frees before he placed a hand at the small of your back, guiding you a few feet further in the pasture. “D'you see that,” he pointed at the sky, sun rays glistening against his honey brown eyes that were still slightly swollen from the night before. “It’s around 6pm. Whenever the sun falls in between the top of that hill and the tallest tree to its left, you’ll know that I’m on my way back from work… or that it’s almost time for dinner,” he chuckled.

You hesitantly reached for his arm to examine the wristwatch he wore, reading the time that read 6:02pm. You always heard about people being able to tell the time from the sky, but you never actually believed it untll now.

“You never told me what you do for work?”

He sighed playfully in response, “So many questions, my love, but the answers will have to wait.”

Your eyes wandered off again before landing on a secluded green house with sage-stained glass trimming the domed ceiling.

“I have just one more question, Jungwon.”

“Mhm, and what’s the catch?”

“That if you answer honestly, I promise not to ask you anything else for the rest of this week.”

“Aww, what a stingy time frame,” he pouted, trying to hold back a smile, “what must you know, love?”

“That green place over there,” you said, pointing in its direction, “I wanna know what that is. If you don't mind sharing...”

You could see Jungwon swallow deeply at your question, placing his hands on his hips before slowly pacing back and forth.

“You promise you won’t ask me anything else if I tell you this,” he asked, meeting your eyes with his own nervous ones.

“Yes, Jungwon, I promise.”

He took a deep breath before speaking, “I’ll start with saying that it’s forbidden. Though, it’s where I keep the more…precious of my belongings. And exotic plants, too, like the ones I put in your tea.”

“Why is it forbidden—”

“Nuh-uh, no more questions, love," he interrupted, taking your hand in his before heading back to the cabin. "I'll take you to the kitchen where I keep my first aid supplies. It'll come in handy if you ever injure yourself while I'm gone."

You were still feeling relatively sleepy after just getting up, but you knew it'd benefit you later if you payed attention to his teachings.

"I know how to use a band-aid, Jungwon," you joked, skipping behind him with lazy steps.

“Well, in that case, we can skip this lesson," he said, letting go of your hand before rushing inside. Only a few seconds passed before he ran back out with a shotgun in his hand.

"I'm sure you'll want a tutorial for this one."

☆ Special thanks to @guessm0del for requesting a continuation of this piece! I'm honestly not too proud of this one, but hey, I tried! Hopefully it’ll come together better if y’all want a part 3...

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strniohoeee · 5 months

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Broken

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Y/N is depressed, and Matt takes notice to her behavior. Matt being the good friend he is he tries to get her out of her funk, but will it work?🫂

Warnings⚠️: None just mentions of depression. This was a request but Tumblrs being a munch and not letting me add it

Song for the imagine: hope ur ok- Olivia Rodrigo

But, God, I hope that you’re happier today

Cause I love you

And I hope that you’re okay

It’s been getting worse. I hate this feeling, this darkness that consumes me. I wanted nothing more than to feel okay. I hate the way my depression swallowed me whole and made me want to disappear from the face of the earth.

I just wanted to feel okay, I wanted to feel normal and not drained. I know my friends were getting annoyed with me. I would slip into these phases of not wanting to talk to them, see them, go out with them. I mean I could barely get out of my bed to do anything. Often skipping meals and not drinking water. I would just sleep all fucking day and cry when I was awake.

I was fortunate enough to be an influencer, so I didn’t have to worry about actually getting up to work. I posted YouTube drafts and TikTok drafts. It worked for a while, but people started to catch on, and were wondering where I went. I couldn’t even be honest and come out and say I was so depressed I couldn’t even sit up in my bed.

The one person who noticed the fastest was Matt. Randomly one day he started texting me wondering how I was doing, what I was doing, if I wanted to hang out with him and his brothers, if I wanted to join them for dinner, if I wanted to film a video with them. I appreciated it truly, but I also kept lying to him. Telling him that I was busy or I had plans, or I was filming. I could not allow anyone to see me this way. I mean I didn’t even want to see myself this way…..

Matt had put me in a groupchat with Chris and Nick, and honestly it was making me feel better. They kept my mind off of things by constantly making me laugh. I mean they would text from 10AM till 2AM every single day.

The blue eyed freaks🧿🧿

-Y/N can you pleaseeeeee come hang out with us we haven’t seen you in like two months- Chris

-Idkkkk -me

-plzzzzz like you never hangout with us anymore-Nick

-yeah I’ve just been busy-me

-busy??? Yeah right not busy enough to not hang out with us- Chris

-hey if she doesn’t want to hangout don’t force her, but we do miss you and would love to see you-Matt

-thanks Matt🖤-me

-booooo boring come over now, or I’ll come pick you up-Chris

-you can’t even drive Chris-me

-okay….ill get matt to drive me to come pick you up-Chris

-fineeeeee okay fine I’ll be over in a hour-me

-FUCKKKKK FINALLY OMG YES- Chris

-see yall soon<3-me

I had gotten up and decided to shower, washing my hair and just really try to clear my mind, and enjoy the fact that I’m getting to see my friends again. I hadn’t been out of my house in a good month, and this was giving me major anxiety.

I felt like once they’d see me they would know I haven’t been okay, and that’s something that scared me. I had to seem okay. I was never the one who broke down… ever.

I hadn’t finished getting ready. At first I wanted to put on some makeup to hide my dark eyes, but I decided against it because I really wasn’t in the mood. I headed out, and drove to the triplets house. When I got there Matt texted me letting me know that the door was unlocked and to meet them in his room.

I let myself in and walked to Matt’s room.

“Y/N” Chris yelled coming over and hugging me

“Hi guys” I said laughing

“She’s aliveeee” Nick said hugging me

“How have you guys been?” I asked plopping myself down on Matt’s bed with them

“We’ve been good, just filming honestly” Matt said

“Nice that’s always fun” I said

“I love it so much truly, but how have you been?” Nick asked

“I’ve been good, you know. Just uhhh been busy” I said lying straight through my teeth

“Nice, what have you been doing” Matt asked

“Oh you know just filming and editing and just going out with some of my other friends” I said

“I love your hair color by the way, when did you dye it red?” Chris asked me

“Oh like two months ago I need to get my roots done actually” I said running my hands through my hair

“Two months ago? I thought this was recent all your TikTok’s and YouTube videos your hair was black” Matt said looking at me suspiciously

“Oh uhhh” was all I could manage because I knew Matt was onto me

“Okay anyways I’m hungry” Chris said breaking the awkwardness

“Me too” Nick said

“McDonald’s?” Chris asked

“Fuck yes” Matt responded

“Okay Matt can you pick it up for us” Chris said pleading

“Uhhh I guess i have too since yall can’t drive” he said rolling his eyes

“I can drive” I said smiling

“Yayyyy this is why I love you” Chris said

“I’ll mobile order it so it’s less stressful” Nick said

They all put in their orders, and they handed the phone to me. My anxiety making me nauseous and not really in the mood to eat

“Oh I don’t think I’m going to get anything” I said

“WHAT? McDonald’s is your favorite” Nick said

“Uhh yeah I’m just not in the mood” I said

“Do you want something else?” Matt asked

“No I’m not hungry” I said looking at him

Matt nodded before taking the phone, messing with it f and then handing it to Nick.

“Alright let’s head out” I said

“Nick and I want to stay back y’all can go though” Chris said

“Sneaky fucks” Matt said laughing

Matt and I had gotten into my car heading over to the McDonalds

“What’s really going on?” Matt asked

“What do you mean?” I asked glancing over at him

“I know you’re not okay” he said looking at me

“Matt I’m fine” I said

“No you’re not. Your eyes…..I can tell that you’re sad” he said

“I’m just tired is all” I said swallowing thickly

“Y/N be honest…are you okay?” He asked reading my face for an answer

My lip quivered, and a lump formed in my throat. Nobody has asked me if I was okay.

“No” I whispered out in a croak

“Talk to me” he said sitting up

“I just don't know. I’ve been so depressed lately. I haven’t been able to get out of my bed. I’ve just been posting drafts because I can’t even get up to film. I can’t even get up to drink or eat anything. I miss my parents, I miss home and I just feel so alone. You were the first person to text me, and you have helped me a lot actually. You inviting me over was the first thing I have done in a month” I said letting a tear fall

“I’m so sorry you feel that way. I love you so fucking much, and I knew something was wrong that’s why I reached out. I care for you so much, and I don’t want you to struggle alone. I’m here for you” he said looking at me with saddened eyes

“I appreciate it Matt truly. You’re amazing” I said looking over at him and smiling weakly

“Never allow yourself to struggle alone okay. Please reach out to me or Nick or even Chris as crazy as that seems. We will always be here for you….always” he said

“I will. I just was fighting with myself for so long I couldn’t reach out for help” I said wiping my tears

“And that’s okay. No ones pressuring you to reach out, but know that the option is there. I would never turn you away. You know I’ll come flying to you in a heartbeat” he said nudging my shoulder

“I know Matt. I love you so much thank you for being here for me” I said nudging him back

“Also I got you your favorite from McDonald’s. I’m making sure you eat. I can tell you haven’t eaten. I can see it in your face” he said

“Thank you Matt what would I do without you” I said smiling at him

“I’m not sure actually” he said

“Don’t get too cocky” I said pointing my finger at him

We laughed, and I pulled up to the drive thru. We got our food, and we headed back home

We got back to their house, and started to eat in the kitchen. Laughing and catching up. Matt occasionally looking over at me, giving me reassuring smiles and glances.

I spent the night at their house, and I slept in Matt’s room. We watched my favorite childhood movies as he kept asking me if I was okay, and taking small glances at me.

Eventually we ended up falling asleep.

What would I do without Matt?

The End

This was a request, but Tumblr is actually being a dickrider so it wasn’t letting me put it with my story. But anywho I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS ONE🥹🖤🖤

-J💅🏽

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cas-skz · 1 year

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Sleepless Night

chan x female!reader

| non-idol au | fluff/smut | established couple |

Chan has trouble sleeping and when you find him awake in the middle of the night, you do your best to comfort him.

18+!! MDNI plz&thnx

writers note: am feeling soft for channie. kinda missed writing. hope I can keep up with it this time lmao

ENJOOOOOY cas

The clock said 2:42AM. The spot next to you where Chan slept now taken over by your dog Nana.

You knew why he wasn’t in bed and it broke your heart every time.

Grabbing his shirt from earlier, you tossed it on your naked body before tiptoeing into the hall way, the faint sound of League of Legends came from the game room.

His sad brown eyes met yours as you appeared in the doorway, a soft smile crossing his lips. “Hi love.”

“Couldn’t sleep?”

“I was for a bit..” Chan’s eyes drifted back to the keyboard, “I had a bad dream and couldn’t fall back asleep.”

You took a few steps to get to him before gently sitting on his knee, your eyes scanning his face.

“Did you eat?” You asked softly, cupping his face and gently rubbing his cheek bone as he nuzzled into your hand.

“Still struggling with it.”

Your lips curved into a frown, “Channie…”

“No—” he took one of your hands in his, gently running his thumb along the knuckles. “I don’t want you to worry. You shouldn’t waste your energy on it.”

You felt your chest drop as the words left his mouth, each one pushing you towards the verge of tears.

You held your emotions in, lifting Chan’s head to make eye contact with you. “You’re not the boss of me.”

Chan let out a soft chuckle, biting his lip as he gazed into your eyes. He leaned up to press a soft kiss onto your lips, one you happily returned.

His stomach growling caused you both to giggle, breaking the kiss as he pulled you into a hug.

“Let me make you food. Whatever you want.”

It was the first time in awhile you saw his eyes light up. “Can you make me your moms ramen?”

You nodded happily and took off towards the kitchen, dragging Chan behind you.

He clung onto you like a koala as you prepared his food, arms wrapped around from behind and his chin resting on your shoulder as you carefully followed the steps your mother has taught you.

“Thank you for taking care of me. I’m sorry I haven’t been myself.” Chan said in a low tone.

You spun in his grasp, furrowing your eyebrows as you looked up at him. “Chan, I never want you to apologize for dealing with life’s ups and downs.” Your expression softened as your hand rested on his bare chest. “Things haven’t been easy for you lately, but you’re allowed to feel what you feel.”

You could see him trying to hold back tears, which caused your own to fall. “Hey.” You whispered, sliding your hand up to his cheek to bring his gaze back to you. “You’re safe with me.”

There was a brief silence before Chan pulled you into a tight hug, holding you as close as he could. You’d only been together for 3 months, but his hugs always felt like home.

You nuzzled into him, taking in his familiar scent, the feeling of his soft skin against yours. You didn’t even realize you’d both been crying for the last few minutes.

The ding of the stove brought you back to reality. You glanced up at Chan, who had matching red teary eyes.

He smiled sweetly down at you before leaning down to kiss your lips, soft kisses that started to taste salty from the tears that had fallen. It made you both giggle.

You finished up making the bowl of ramen that Chan thankfully scarfed down while you danced around the kitchen. His eyes were on you the whole time, his gorgeous smile never leaving his lips.

After cleaning up the kitchen a bit, you headed back to bed. Hand in hand, stopping every few steps just to kiss before making it to the room.

Chan sat down on the edge of the bed, pulling you in between his legs. “Thank you. For everything.”

You wrapped your hands around his neck, leaning down to place a kiss on his nose, but he caught your lips instead.

It was a kiss so deep and passionate it sent chills through your body. You sunk into it and lost yourself in his tender kisses.

His hands slowly slid in opposite directions, one cupped your cheek and the other pulled you into his lap. Your bare bottom on his exposed leg gave you butterflies.

You sat straddling his lap for the next little bit, sharing sweet kisses that trailed from lips to neck. The growing arousal was driving you crazy, only to be stopped when Chan pulled back and started looking at you.

“Wh-what? What’s wrong?” You asked quietly, chewing at your lip as you looked into his eyes. Your heart was beating so fast it felt like it was going to explode out of your chest.

His silence made the room spin, the look in his eyes took your breathe away. His next words made everything stop.

“I love you.”

You couldn’t help but smile. Hearing those 3 words that had been replaying in your head for a while now, actually leaving his lips. It made you want to do flips.

Your lips crashed into his again, a lingering kiss before you pressed your forehead against his. “I love you too, Channie. So much.”

The words felt so right to say.

His lips were on yours again, now full of passion and intensity. Chan pulled you down on top of him before flipping over, his eyes darkened with desire as he scanned your body under him.

“I need you,” He whispered, using his knee to spread your legs apart. Chan’s lips started to work at your neck, sucking softly at your skin. “Please, Y/N. I need you so bad.”

Soft moans escaped your lips, each touch now making your clit throb. You leaned up a bit to take off your shirt before shoving his boxers down, allowing his large member to spring free.

Your hand moved along his shaft as he leaned back down to find your lips. Chan’s hands reached for yours, lifting them above your head as he positioned himself in line with your entrance.

Your eyes met again as you huffed for air, his body leaned into you as he used one hand to stable himself and the other to keep you pinned. His hard cock poked at your entrance, already soaking wet with anticipation.

Chan found your lips as his hips started to move slowly, allowing just the tip of his shaft to fuck you slowly.

You cried out in pleasure as he finally pushed himself deeper inside, stretching your walls too his size.

Chan’s lips didn’t leave yours as you spent the next 45 minutes having loving and passionate sex. Finally tapping out when the sun started to rise and your legs became to weak to move on their own.

You both curled up under the blankets, Chan rested on your chest comfortably and you snuggled into him to fall asleep.

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lost-in-lamentation · 11 months

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a/n: oh, how good it feels to be writing again. welcome to my corner; i hope you enjoy your stay.

content: the poor brothers need your presence. you/your pov. gn!reader x lucifer, mammon. (separate). 1.5k words.

warnings: the kitchen almost catches fire. the boys cry just a lil. mammon has some doubts about himself. (also, proofreading does NOT go brr, we die like men.)

there were so many things that could weigh down a poor demon’s mind; brothers who lacked self-restraint, and others who had too much of it. there was paperwork to be finished, and projects to be refined. games were made to be finished 100 percent, and books were written so they could be read front to back. money was for spending, and food was to be devoured. lipstick was made to leave marks on mirrors, and of course, pillows were fluffed up so they could be flattened at night (and during the day, in some cases). so many problems in this world for few people, and yet, for all said problems, there was only one cure. you.

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lucifer.

the silence that came from the kitchen was unsettling. lucifer had already warned you not to disturb his cooking duties, but his anger be damned. you were worried enough that he looked like he had been awake for 4 days straight, and a mess in the kitchen from a sleep deprived demon was not what you wanted to see. not to mention, beel’s stomach growled louder with every passing second. if you were going to deal with an angry demon, you’d rather risk lucifer’s stone cold gaze than beel's hunger pangs.

“lucifer,” you called as you pushed the door open. “beel’s getting… restless.” your words trailed off as your mind attempted to unpack the scene in front of you. there was no mess, which was a relief. however, there was a fire in the pot on the stovetop. the eldest of seven only stared at it in silence. “lucifer!” rushing over, you snatched the lid of the pot before moving it off the heat and attempting to suffocate the flame inside. eyebrows furrowed, you turn to lucifer, slowly waving a hand in front of his face. his red eyes were glassy, holding no light in them. “lucifer,” you repeated for the third time. concern took root in your stomach when he still made no effort to move. after a few moments, you left his side, calling satan to finish cooking duties while you manoeuvred the avatar of pride up to his room. the thought of lucifer being mad that you dragged him around bounced in your head briefly before landing in a soft cushion you liked to call denial.

shaking off the idea, you sat lucifer down on the edge of his bed, bending down on one knee to take a clear look at his face. softly, as though you were cradling a swan made of glass, you placed his head in your hands, thumbs brushing over his cheeks. “luci? come back now, it’s just us.” you had done this before; the last time you witnessed it happen was after lucifer had come home after an argument with diavolo about RAD. a stack of papers on lucifer’s desk stole your attention. with pursed lips, you moved one hand away from his face and slid it onto his waist. “what’s diavolo got you up to now, hm?” your thumb pressed gently into his side, and slowly, you began to see his eyes focusing onto yours.

when he finally came to, his sigh of relief and the way he pressed his cheek into your palm did not go unnoticed. “MC. i apologise, i haven’t been in my right mind these days.” as quickly as lucifer had searched for your warmth, he pulled away from you, one hand brushing yours away from his side.

“you’re telling me,” you chuckled, leaning back onto your heels. “you know you almost set the kitchen on fire?”

the avatar of pride was not feeling very prideful at the moment. “it was strange.” lucifer decided to have a staring contest with the floor. “i knew i had to do something, and yet, i couldn’t bring myself to move.”

your breath hitched in your throat when you saw the first tear slip away from the corner of his eye.

“it’s even more strange,” lucifer whispered, voice threatening to break at any moment, “that i would allow myself to feel so vulnerable around my attendant.” his knuckles turned white from how hard he clenched his fists. lucifer threw his head back, a pained laugh echoing through the room, painting the walls with desperation. you could only wait for his next words with your heart in your throat. when he brought his gaze down to meet yours, a perfect, fake smile overtook his expression. “MC,” he said softly. you waited in silence.

“MC,” he cried, throat tearing at the seams.

acting quick, you moved to envelop him in your arms, one hand pressing into his back and the other running through his hair. you pushed against him, forcing him to lay down. when you both hit the bed, lucifer immediately sought solace in the crook of your neck, his hands grasping at the back of your shirt as sobs wreaked havoc on his body. you responded by pressing your cheek onto the top of his head. “i’m here, lucifer. i’m not going anywhere.”

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mammon.

“yo, MC!”

“mammon?” light flooded into your room against your will, forcing you to squint and continuously tap your night stand in search of your d.d.d. 1:37am. “gods, it’s almost two in the morning, mammon.” you huffed in annoyance, throwing your d.d.d. onto your pillow before falling back onto the bed and drowning yourself in blankets. “at least close the door if you’re gonna stay here,” you groaned.

“okay, first off.” mammon huffed right back at you as he closed the door, “we are in the devildom, there are no gods. second-”

at the second eldest’s remark, you grabbed your free pillow and threw it at his face. “fine, fine. DEVILS, it’s almost two in the morning.” mammon let out an unrefined squawk when the pillow made contact with him. you could barely stifle your laughter underneath your comforter.

“MC, you aren’t funny.” mammon yanked the covers off your face, and it was only then that you saw the annoyance and misery etched into his expression. you decided not to ask about it directly, instead choosing to wonder what mammon wanted to say second.

raising your hands in defeat, you gave mammon a sympathetic look. “i think i’m pretty funny, but whatever you say.” the avatar of greed sent you an unimpressed glare before moving to quite literally sit on you. “oof- mammon! you’re heavy, get off me!” mammon’s shoulders bounced with laughter briefly before he slid off your stomach and into the spot next to you. “ugh. anyways, what were you gonna talk about earlier?”

“oh, yeah, get this.” mammon cleared his throat as though he was about to tell you the greatest story ever. that’s what you wanted, at least. it’s not what you got.

“so i was over at the fall, right?” humming your acknowledgment, you turned onto your side so the two of you were face to face.

“there was this crew of demons, they were all wearing matching jackets and everything. it honestly looked kinda strange, but everyone else there was totally raving about them. i have to admit, their leather jackets looked like they were high quality too. definitely not the ones you could find in those small clothes shops.”

“are you going to spend the whole night fan-boying over them?” you murmured, a hand reaching up idly to play with the hair that draped over mammon’s forehead.

he scoffs in indignance at your reaction. “oi, shut it. and stop playing with my hair, you’re distracting me.” you hummed again before dropping your head and allowing mammon to continue.

“so, basically, long story short, i think they were some sort of gang. asmo warned me about those when at the fall, didn’t think i’d ever see them myself. but then, they came up to me. and can you believe what they started saying? they were acting all high and mighty, sayin’ stuff like, ‘oh, it’s just the second born. the scummy one.’ i don’t even know where it was coming from!”

slowly, you moved your hand closer to his own, tapping your fingertips on his. as if it was second nature, mammon grabbed it immediately, fingers intertwining and fiddling as he continued to speak. “i mean, can you imagine? saying all that about THE great mammon? it’s not like they know me, right? they don’t know what it’s like being second after lucifer. they don’t know what it’s like to actually fall, right?” mammon stopped playing with your hand, opting instead to look you in the eye. “right…?” he practically whimpered the question under his breath, gold eyes turning to sapphire as the tears began to well up. “please, MC,” he begged, his breaths becoming more ragged. “they don’t know, right?”

you felt your heart sink at the question. with a nod, you opened your arms to him and pulled his trembling frame into your embrace. “they’re just jealous, mammon. they don’t know you at all, and everything they say is wrong.”

mammon’s arms tightened around your back, his breathing shallow and his tears never-ending.

“don’t you worry about them,” you whispered into his ear, your hands slowly working their own kind of magic along his back. “everyone that should know what you’ve done for them already knows.” mammon released a sob into your shoulder before trying to press further into your touch. you didn’t stop him. “after all, you are the great mammon, right? you may be the second brother, but you’ll always be my first man.” a shaky laugh replaced his cries briefly, and you couldn’t help but nuzzle your face into his hair in return. “that’s my mammon,” you purred softly, holding him close until he fell asleep.

and that's it for first post. hope you enjoyed it if you're here at the end ♡

#obey me #otome #obey me mammon #obey me luficer #obey me mammon x reader #obey me swd #obey me luci x reader #obey me comfort #obey me hurt/comfort #obey me fluff #aris writes 🐈‍⬛

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bitchinbarzal · 9 months

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But because mama and Luca are young and the baby definitely wasn’t planned I imagine just a huge blow up maybe a month or two after Gigi is born.

They usually don’t fight but they’re both running on little sleep, Gigi refuses to sleep, they both need to study for exams and all of a sudden they’re yelling at each other and one of them just says without thinking “it’s obvious you didn’t want a baby yet or maybe you didn’t want a baby with me yet so why don’t you just leave me and Gigi alone to figure out how to be a family without you!”

Whoever said it didn’t mean it and regrets it the second it comes out of their mouth but can’t find it in themselves to apologize as the other just stares at them with hurt and anger because they both know that even if Gigi wasn’t planned, she is wanted and loved by them both but before either can say something Gigi starts crying again and the one who was just told to leave…leaves. (They come back of course it’s too early for that much angst)

You’ve both been so sleep deprived between hockey practices, housework, exams and Gigi’s two month sleep regression.

You had been getting on at one another all day long and it all finally came to a head at about 2am, both standing in the kitchen while you tried to hush Gigi’s cries while Luca rushed about to get her bottle warmed up.

“Gigi please!” You cry out

“Stop shouting at her y/n!” He scolds and You scowl

“I wasn’t shouting at her! Luca she’s been crying all day!”

“Yeah well I don’t shout at you when you cry-“

“You’re shouting at me right now!”

Neither had noticed Giada’s crying had stopped because now you had become the noise.

“I’m shouting at you because you’re shouting at our daughter!”

You sigh angrily “Because she has been screaming all day! I haven’t been able to do anything myself and you’ve hardly been any help-“

“That’s what babies do y/n! it’s obvious you didn’t want a baby yet or maybe you didn’t want a baby with me yet so why don’t you just leave me and Gigi alone to figure out how to be a family without you!”

Your heart dropped and Luca had even shocked himself with his words.

“y/n-“ His apology is interrupted by Gigi’s scream ripping through the room. Luca looks down at the bottle in his hand and before he can hand it to you, you pass her off like a hot potato.

Gigi sits in his arms and you walk out the room. He can’t shout or follow after you, having to deal with Gigi at this moment in time.

Gigi finishes her bottle just in time for Luca to hear the front door slam shut. He looks down the hallway at the closed door then at Giada who was now asleep.

He rubbed his temples, stressed and walked into the living room to put Gigi down in her bassinet.

He sat with her, just enjoying the silence not long before he heard the door open and close again followed by you appearing in the doorway.

The two of you stare at one another, him noticing the red rims around your eyes.

Luca opens his arms for you and you sit down in his lap, head on his chest as you both stare at your little girl

“I want her, I want this life” you mumbled, a rebuttal of his previous statement and he sighs

“I know, you’re the best mom to Gigi. I was just being mean I’m so sorry baby”

#Gigi’s world

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yourlastbraincell-kiwi · 1 year

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“You are my sunshine.”

A/N: I just can’t get this little blurb out my head. I hope ya’ll enjoy this.

Imagine: You we’re watching Judith for Carl for a bit, and Judith wasn’t too happy about that, and was sure to let you know, you thought of a way that could calm her.

Setting: Season 6 Era, Carl had just lost his eye.

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“Hey, (Y/N)? Could you watch Judith for a minute. I forgot, I had to do something.” I nod, and he gently hands Judith over to me. He gives her one last glance, before leaving me alone with her.

Now, I’ve never had much experience with babies, only the times, when Beth asked if I wanted to hold her, and taught me how to swaddle, and change her. So, if that’s all I needed to do, I was good to go. But of course, Judith wanted to test my knowledge, once she started crying.

No one was there to help me. I checked her diaper, and there wasn’t anything in it. I looked around for anyone’s help, but sure enough, everyone wasn’t on the streets of the town. So I was on my own.

What do I do??

I thought back to my mental notes of Beth calming Judith down with no problem. But maybe she just had a way with babies. I thought of something that would calm me down, if I was scared or upset, and then next thing you know, I was singing.

You are my sunshine,

My only sunshine.

You make me happy, when skies are gray.

I found myself singing, “You Are My Sunshine,” I hadn’t sung in a long time, so my voice was a bit on the rough side, but I cleared me throat and keep going.

You’ll never know dear,

how much I love you.

Please don’t take my sunshine, away.

I paused, seeing that her crying died down, but she was still upset, so I decided to finish the song for her.

The other night, dear

As I lay sleeping

I dreamed I held you

In my arms

As I sung this part, I held Judith closer to me, nuzzling my face against hers, causing her to smile and babble. I smiled, wide and keep singing.

When I awoke, dear

I was mistaken

So I hung my head and I cried

I back my face away from her own, but still close, and sung the last verse part softly to her.

You are my sunshine

My only sunshine

You make me happy, when skies are gray.

You'll never know, dear

How much I love you

Please don't take, my sunshine away.

I backed away, moving her still growing hair out her face, before resting my hand on her stomach, noticing she had fallen asleep in my arms.

“Didn’t know you could sing.” A familiar figure came out, from somewhere.

“Jesus!” I whisper-yelled, trying to not wake Judith who had just fallen asleep. “Didn’t know you were good at sneaking up on people. How much did you hear?”

“Enough.” He said, with a sly look on his face and laughed as I rolled my eyes at him. He walked around the railing on the porch steps, hold his arms out to me. “I’ll take her inside.”

He says, gently placing Judith in his arms, I hurry to open the door for him, as he walked inside, and I leave it open a crack. “I’ll be right back.”

A couple seconds later, he walked out seeing me sitting on the porch steps, looking around, at nothing in particular.

“Hey.” I turn, smile seeing him sitting himself down next to me. “Hey.”

“You have a really good voice.” I smile and ‘thanked’ him. “I haven’t sung for a while, so my voice was quite hoarse.” I said, putting a hand on my throat, clearing it again. Then an awkward silence, loomed over us, like a heavy gray cloud.

“I have something for you.” He pulls out a small box, and hands it me. I eye him, and ask him ‘what it was,’ and he tells me to open it, simply.

I open it to reveal a necklace. It was a plain gold chained necklace. He tells me he found, the chain in an abandoned store whilst on a run. That seemed to be how we’d come to find all the items, we have today. But that didn’t stop me from telling him how beautiful, the piece of jewelry was, and ‘thanked’ him with a hug. It’s not much, but I am so grateful.

“What’s it for?” I ask, and he looks at me, surprised.

“As cheesy as it might sound..You are my sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are gray. You’ll never know, just how much I love you. And I thought this would do, just that.”

“You didn’t need to do for me, but thank you so so much. I love you so much. And I will treasure this, till the day zombies, stop roaming this earth.”

“So never?”

“Yep.” I said, leaning my head back down on his shoulder and he placed a soft yet gentle kiss to my head.

#carl grimes x reader #imagine #wattpad #x reader #carl x reader #black!fem!reader #black!reader #fluffed up #fluff #twd x reader

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brienneoftarth1989 · 10 months

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Yes Captain part 5

Captain Phasma x fem reader

Previous / Next / Series

Summary: From that moment onwards you did everything in your power to avoid your capture sin hit the more you tried to ignore her the more you seemed to run into each other.

Warnings: None

Requests open

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After spending two weeks isolating yourself from the world it was finally time to leave your depression cave and get back to work. You needed to get on with your life and you weren't going to let Phasma stop you from living your best life. Over the last two weeks all you did was binge watch tv, eat junk food, cry and sleep. That was your life for two weeks and you had finally had enough.

A couple of your friends did stop by and check in on you. They did wonder why you had completely shut the world out. You could have told them the truth and the reason why you were in so much pain was because of Phasma but you decided that was a bad idea. You realised if you had told them, then there was a good chance you and Phasma would get in trouble. Therefore you told them that you just had home stuff going on.

They believed it so that was all that mattered. You didn’t really know how your first day back would go. Hopefully you won't see Phasma at all. Last time you wanted to see her you could never find her so hopefully it should be the same this time round. You needed to try and get back into your routine so you decided to get changed and head down to the gym.

You made yourself a quick protein shake before grabbing your gym towel and making yourself down to the fitness centre. Today you were going to work on your chest and arms and when you finally saw all the gym equipment you finally felt all the motivation come back to you. You made your way over to one of the stations so you could start your chest press.

This is just what you needed. You put your headphones in and played your gym playlist. As you were working your way through your workout you saw someone walk into the gym out of the corner of your eye. You didn’t really take much notice of them though as many people were in the gym at this time of the morning so you continued on with your workout.

Midway through your workout though you started to feel like you were being watched. You always seemed to have a sixth sense for when someone was looking at you. You stopped what you were doing and looked around the gym trying to find the culprit. Just as you were about to give up looking, someone finally caught your attention.

There she was staring at you looking as smug as ever. Seriously, that would just be your luck. The one day you finally decide to go to the gym and get your life back together she happens to be here reminding you why you were so depressed in the first place. You couldn’t be dealing with her today so you decided to finish the reps you were doing and leave.

Yes you were half way through your workout but you really couldn’t be there while she was watching you like you were her prey. You started to pack your station up when you heard footsteps getting closer to you. As you went to turn around to leave you almost walked into the one person you are desperately trying to avoid.

“Don’t let me stop you from finishing your workout. It looks like you are only half way through it” she said smirking at you knowing that she was getting under your skin. “Captain, I have finished my workout for the day. I am only doing half a workout as I haven’t been feeling too well so wanted to work myself back in gently” you lied through gritted teeth. “Fair enough. See you around y/n” she said as she wandered off to one of the other stations while you quickly stormed out of the gym.

How could she act like everything is fine? You went from fucking each other, to her avoiding you and then admitting she just used you for sex and now everything is fine again. You were getting emotional whiplash from everything. You just wished you knew where you stood with Phasma. Are you just going to be friends and are you going to spend the rest of your life avoiding her?

At this point in time you knew exactly what you wanted to do and that was to stay as far away as you possibly could. She had hurt you and there was no way you were going to act like you were friends when that was far from what was happening. Therefore you headed back to your room to get ready for work. There was no possible way she could distract you there.

Once you were back in your room you had a quick cool down workout as you didn’t have time to do it in the gym, no thanks to Phasma. Once you were satisfied with that you jumped in the shower before then getting ready and dressed for work. It was 8:50 when you had finally finished getting ready so you made your way down to your workstation to go have a look at your work orders for the day.

You made your way into your office to see the pile of work orders already placed neatly on your desk.. You flicked through the pile seeing that most of the aircrafts you would be fixing today were a variation of tie fighter aircrafts. You also saw that the flagship also needed some general maintenance so you had that to look forward to.

However your heart dropped when you saw the final aircraft you would be working on today. There it was in black and white. The Naboo Royal Starship. Captain Phasma’s aircraft to be precise. Seriously was the entire galaxy out to get you today. You had spent weeks not being able to find the woman and now she seems to be everywhere. Why was the universe torturing you like this?

Thankfully her aircraft was the last one to work on so once you have done what needs to be done you can just leave and hopefully not have to see her again. You grabbed the pile of work orders and started making your way through the list. You grabbed your headphones and blasted one of your playlists. The first song that played was It’s Nice To Have A Friend. How typical was that, you’ve never felt lonelier and this was the first song that had to play.

The day went by relatively quickly while you were working. You managed to get through almost half the work orders when you checked the time. It was 12:30 and you could feel yourself getting hungry. You were currently in one of the lower decks of the flagship repairing one of the boosters. Once that was repaired you grabbed all your tools and made your way down to the cafeteria. You grabbed a selection of food that you enjoyed before finding an empty table to eat at.

You chose a small table in the far corner. No one could bother you and it meant you could just eat and listen to your music. Both of Us was now playing and you were just happy vibing to the music and eating your lunch. As you were having your own little disco you saw someone sit down opposite you. At first you didn’t look up at all. Out of all the places this person could have sat and they decided they wanted to sit with you. Well you weren’t going to give them any satisfaction so you continued eating and listening to your music.

You were happy minding your own business when the person opposite decided to kick you under the table. At first you ignored it as you believed it was an accident but then it happened again. You snapped your head up to see who was kicking you and you weren’t surprised to see the one person you were avoiding smirking at you.

You took out one of your headphones and just looked at Phasma. “What do you want, Captain?” you asked not really in the mood to hear her sarcastic response. “Nothing much, just wanted to sit and eat my lunch” she said while looking down at her food. Was she being serious? Why couldn’t she just leave you alone? With that you decided that you were finished so you grabbed all your belongings and went to get up to leave.

“Wait, where are you going?” she asked you. She didn’t care at all. She never did and so whatever cruel trick she was playing you weren’t going to fall for. “I’ve finished my lunch so I’m going back to work” you said as you walked off leaving Phasma sitting at the table just staring at you as you walked away. You really wished things hadn’t ended the way it did. You would have loved to have lunch with Phasma and chatted but maybe certain things weren’t meant to happen.

You made your way back to your workstation and got on with the rest of your jobs for the day. You turned the volume on your phone up as ivy was playing and it was one of your favourite songs. As you were working on one of the tie fighters you felt someone tap you. You quickly turned expecting to see one of your colleagues but instead you were met by Phasma again. Seriously, this woman does not quit.

You took out of your headphones which paused your music before looking up at Phasma. “Can I help you Captain?” you asked really hoping that she didn’t want anything at all. “I need my aircraft now,” she said to you sternly. You looked over to her Naboo and then back at her. “Sorry Captain, it's last on the list so I haven’t got round to fixing it yet. You can take it if you want but I wouldn’t recommend it as it’s not safe to fly” you said getting back to what you were doing.

“No, I need it now so if I were you I would stop what you are doing and fix what is wrong with my aircraft so I can use it” she said starting to get angry. All you could do was let out a small laugh. “Sorry these orders have come from Supreme Leader Snoke, so if you have a problem I would go speak to him first. If he moves your aircraft up the list then I will be more than happy to repair it for you. Until then Captain there is not a lot I can do” you said to Phasma as you got back to your work.

You had this massive smirk on your face as you got back on with your work. You knew that your comment had pissed her off. How could you tell? Well she stormed off like a big baby and the only way her aircraft would get moved up the list was if Snoke gave the word to do so which is highly unlikely.

You finished on the ship you were working on and Phasma had still not returned which obviously meant that she didn’t get the approval otherwise she would have obviously come back to brag. As the time moved forward you were finally able to get through all of your work orders for the day. You were relieved as it meant you could finally relax.

You made your way back to your room but just as you were about to sit down and relax you heard a voice come over the intercom. “Y/N, Y/LN and Captain Phasma to my office now. I repeat, Y/N, Y/LN and Captain Phasma to my office now” you heard Snoke say over the intercom.

Great what could this possibly be about you thought as you got up and made your way up to Supreme Leader Snoke’s office.

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arminaneka · 6 months

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Tired

Content: You were pregnant with your 3rd child for ran, it has been an emotional roller coaster lately days of Ran not coming home and you having restless days and nights.

Proof read 1 time (sorry for any mistakes) 😔

Fluff with a little big of angst and smut (not really smut)

It was around 2:35 am when you jumped up out of your sleep because you heard your youngest daughter Rendi crying. You looked over to the left side of the bed to see that Ran wasn’t there so you got up and made your way to Rendi’s room. As you entered the room and picked her up she stopped crying, you went into the living room and placed her in her crib while you went to the kitchen and put on the hot water to make her a bottle.

Yesterday was so exhausting for you, you barely got any rest because you were busy giving all your attention to both your kids and Ran promised that he was gonna be home early and it’s the next day and he isn’t even here to help you. What makes it even worse is that you’re pregnant with HIS 3rd child and he’s hasn’t been doing anything to help you. You were so glad that your oldest Ramie wasn’t awake because if she was awake you wouldn’t be going back to bed rn.

As you were boring the hot water in her cup the cup slipped and the hot water spilled on your feet cause you to curse.

“Fuck, why is this happening to me rn” you cried out. At this point you were on the verge of crying you haven’t gotten barely any rest between the last 24 hours. You wiped up the mess, made her bottle and put her bottle in some cold ice water so that it can get warm. When the water was cooling you heard the front door open and you didn’t bother to look who it was be you knew who it was.

Ran walked right next to you and you instantly smelled alcohol on him. You pushed him away and told him to go shower but he still sat down right next to you. “Hi doll” he said while looking at you smiling. You mumbled a quick “hi” and ran knew that you were upset at something, so he decided to ask you what was wrong. And you didn’t want to sugar quote anything so you told him as is. “Ran I’m honestly so tired of you coming home late at night and some days you don’t even come home, then I’m left with not just my kids but also yours and that’s so much stress because I barely get any sleep” you said all in one breath. Ran looked at you for a moment before he got up and went into your shared room, not long after you heard the shower running and you sighing

You started to feel guilty about what you said to Ran because you know the type of job that he has and you knew if he could have helped out he could have. But the thing was that he never called nor text you to say that he was coming him. In your own thoughts you didn’t even realize that He came back out into the living room looking sexy as ever but you weren’t gonna tell him cause you were still upset. “Alright. So I’m not working tomorrow” he said while taking up Rendi and manspreading in the couch. “I’m sorry doll” you heard him say. You turn to look at him only to see him looking at you, you sat there silently not knowing what to say.

“I understand if you don’t wanna talk to me right now but I’m trying, ok?. If you want me to explain why I wasn’t home I ca-” you cut him off before he could finish. “Ran you know I don’t ask for much, all I ask for you to tell me if you’re coming home or not so I can prepare myself but all I get is nothing” “I know I know and I’m trying, I really am” he said in a an regretful tone. You really didn’t want to go back and forth with him so you just decided to let it go and forgive him… “Alright, give me her. You have food in the microwave if you’re hungry.” You said taking her from him and walking into her room putting her to bed. Walking back out into the living room you saw Ran still sitting into the same spot as you left him “aren’t you hungry” you asked getting the food out of the microwave and handing it to him. “I’m hungry but not for food” he said while giving you a smirk…

Before you could respond the food was placed on the counter and his lips were smashed onto yours. You didn’t hesitate to kiss back because you missed his touch, how he tasted and you missed many more things. You parted yourself from to kiss to catch your breath, you look up at him to see him smiling waiting for you to respond. “You have to be gentle tho” you said to him. “I’ll try but no promises” he say picking you up and walking into the bedroom closing the door.

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sarahrogersevans · 5 months

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Looking Out For My Sister- Clint Barton sister!xreader comfort fic feat. Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff

Summary: Clint comforting Y/N during a rough time

Warnings: fluff, angst, comfort fluff, mentions of mental health struggles a bit if you squint

~Y/N’s Pov~

It was a slow week at the compound and I decided to rest in my room for a little while and as I went to lay in bed I saw Clint outside shooting his arrows doing target practice and as I watched him my mind wandered and I fell asleep on my bed. A few hours later I felt a hand rub my back and I opened my eyes and I saw Clint smiling at me and I tried to cover my face with the blanket and Clint chuckled while rubbing my back gently and said “hey Y/N sweetheart you missed dinner, you doing ok? You’ve been pretty quiet lately.. I’m worried hun.”

I listened to what Clint said and my eyes filled with tears and I cried softly and Clint came to lay beside me and I felt him stroke my hair and he held me close. “I’m having a rough week Clint.. I don’t know how to explain it..” Clint kissed my forehead gently and said “hey it’s ok Y/N everyone has moments like that but you don’t have have to go through it alone alright? But you do need to eat something, so how about I go warm you up some dinner and we can watch your favorite movie since we don’t have any missions today, deal?” I smiled and I nodded my head “That sounds good Clint thank you.” Clint got up and went to the kitchen to go make food and I set up a movie for us to watch and then I got back in my bed to lay down. My thoughts started to become overwhelming and I grabbed my phone to put on some ambience music and I felt relaxed and I closed my eyes just a bit to rest.

A few minutes later while I was waiting for Clint to come back my mind started to wander again and I tried to listen to my favorite song but even that made me cry and I felt so stupid for crying, “I hope Clint will be back soon..” I said to myself as I tried to calm down a bit.

Natasha heard me crying and she came in the room and sat on the edge of my bed and said “hey baby girl you ok?.. I heard you crying and I got worried, what’s bothering you?” I shrugged and said “just feeling pretty overwhelmed..” I saw Nat come sit by me and I hugged her tight and as soon as she comforted me I felt more relaxed. Nat said “hey I gotta go help tony with something will you be ok Y/N?” I nodded my head and said “yea I’ll be alright thanks for coming to checking on me Nat love ya sis.” She smiled back at me before leaving and said “love you too little chick.”

~Clint’s POV~

I was in the kitchen warming up Y/N some of the dinner and I made her favorite dessert I know she loves and after I finished putting that together I started heading back to her room and on my way back I saw Steve Rogers walk by and I nodded and said “hey cap.” Steve nodded and said “hey Clint, I haven’t seen Y/N at training the last day or so is she ok?” I sighed and said “yea she’s just going through a rough time but she’s ok cap I’ve got things handled I’ll let you know how things go.” We shook hands and then I got to Y/N’s room and I set down her food on the table and I kneeled down by her side of the bed and saw she was sleeping again and I caressed her hair gently and I smiled at her and whispered to her “hey my little hawk.. wake up, I’ve got your dinner here for you.” She opened her eyes and looked at the food and she stretched a bit and sat up. “Hey Clint.. sorry I was sleepy again..” she said softly and I kissed her head and said “hey it’s ok you needed it, how are you feeling now?” She smiled and shrugged “I’m ok though I’m pretty hungry oh and I set up a movie for us to watch if you still want to watch it tonight?” I got excited and handed her the food and said “yea of course Y/N! Which movie is it?” I helped Y/N to get comfy by me while she ate and I waited for her to tell me which movie she picked. I saw Y/N grab a dvd box and she said “Lilo and Stitch if that’s ok? Disney movies cheer me up.” I rubbed her back gently and I smiled at her and said “hey I love Disney movies, that’s a good one to watch I’ll get it started while you eat ok?” I pushed play on the movie and I cuddled up next to Y/N as I watched over her and I noticed she finished eating and halfway into the movie I saw she fell asleep on my shoulder and I put my arm around her protectively letting her rest and I smiled knowing she was feeling relaxed and I whispered to her “goodnight kid sweet dreams.”

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lily-174 · 1 year

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You are broken on the floor, and you’re crying - jay halstead x reader

trigger warning: ptsd, angst, sad jay

a/n- in a sad jay mood so i’m gonna make myself cry by writing this.

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listen to broken while reading <3

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you sat in the common room at firehouse 51 with all your colleagues, laughing and joking around with blake and ritter, about blake’s decisions, sleeping with hermmans niece.

“sooo y/n how’s it going with halstead?” ritter smiled, and the two younger boys now looking at you waiting for you to answer. you and jay had been together for almost a year now but this past week had been different.

“it was great” you smiled but both the boys faces looked confused by the ‘was’

“elaborate please y/l/n” blake stated, you three where a trio, if something was going on you’d all talk about it.

“he’s been acting distant.. like very distant this past week. and we haven’t had sex in like two weeks. i think he’s gonna end it” you sighed bringing your cup of coffee to your lips.

“i doubt that, have you seen the way he looks at you. boy is like a high schooler in love” ritter tried reassuring you, you smiled and shook your head.

“we haven’t really spoke which is also concerning but-“ you were cut off by the bells ringing indicating you had to go on a call. everyone jumped up rushing to the trucks.

when you arrived it was a car crush and you and gallo ended up on crowd control, which was never fun. the driver was okay, and the call came to an end fairly quickly. heading back to the station you had a laugh with your friends in an attempt to distract yourself from what you thought was going to be the end of your relationship. you’d probably have to stay with blake for a while until you can sort something out having moved in with jay a few months ago.

you got back to the station heading to your bunk to try and get some sleep, thankfully you were successful and managed to get a few hours of sleep in since it was a fairly quiet shift, but you wouldn’t dare say that aloud.

you had a shower got changed and joined mouch watching tv in the common room, you sat there for a while listening to everyone talking laughing at some people’s stupid comments before your phone started ringing. you pulled it from your pocket seeing it was one of your friends calling, kevin. initially youre heart dropped noticing the time in the corner jay was just set to finish his shift what if something happened?

you got up answering the phone as you walked into the hallway, hands clammy with worry.

“everything okay kev?” you asked, jay was so accident prone you worried about him 24/7.

“i’m not sure.. i just wanted to let you know, i’m pretty sure something is wrong with jay. he made such a bad decision today.. it could’ve ended so badly. just thought it would be good for you to know.” kevin’s words worried you, maybe it wasn’t you. then it clicked, you’d been so obvious. his ptsd was probably playing up.

“i’ll keep an eye on him. you look after him at work okay?” you said, you wanted to go home, but still had 6 hours of your shift left.

“always” you thanked kev, and ended the phone going straight to bodens office, you knocked on the door and he called you in.

“chief i know this isn’t ideal. but something happened to jay at work today” he didn’t even let you finish cutting you off.

“go home, we got it here” you thanked your chief before leaving his office and heading to your locker grabbing your stuff and rushing out to your car. you didn’t even get changed, still having your uniform on you drove home.

jay wouldn’t be expecting you home for another 6 hours so when you got to your apartment you didn’t want to make him jump or scare him. you turned the key in the lock opening the door and making your way inside.

as you slowly made your way into the apartment you heard small sobs, you took a deep breath following the sound it leading you to the bathroom you slowly opened the door seeing jay sat against the wall knees up almost against his chest as his head was leant back against the wall, tears falling from his eyes, you feltyour heart drop at the sight of your beautiful jay.

“jay baby it’s me” you whispered softly as you made your way into the bathroom getting closer to him, before sitting next to him and slowly pulling his muscular body into you.

his arms wrapped around your waist tightly as the sobs that escaped his lips grew louder then before. you held him, rubbing his back as he gripped handfuls of your shirt hiding his face into your neck.

“i’m here jay, you’re safe you’re okay” you whispered softly in his ear in an attempt to reassure him, he just continued desperately grasping at your shirt. you’d never seen him this upset before, the violent shake of his body as a result of the sobs.

“they’re all i see..” he cried, he hated feeling this vulnerable, he never wanted you to see him like this. but he was so glad you were holding him, one of your hands went to the back of his head to play with the short strands of hair, he always said that made him feel calmer.

you stayed like that for a while, listening to his broken sobs as you held your beloved boyfriend on the floor. you could see the pain in his eyes. you couldn’t fathom how he’d been dealing with everything on his own for so long. and in that moment neither could he, your presence made him feel so much safer.

your heart hurt thinking about all the things jay had been through, all the things people had done to him. he was such a pure soul, he was an amazing man you loved everything about the man you currently held in your arms he was the definition of perfect. the cries echoing in the bathroom eventually slowed enough to be able to talk to him rationally.

“jay? you wanna have a shower and get in bed?” you asked and he nodded, his eyes were puffy and rimmed red, the sight brought a tear to your eye.

“you want me to stay with you” you asked as you helped him stand up, it pained you seeing him like this. but you knew this wasn’t about you. you wanted to make him feel better, make him feel safe.

“please” his voice weaker then normal, all the crying having strained his voice. you turned the shower on, making sure it was nice and warm before you and jay started taking your clothes off, you both got in the shower he stood there the sad look on his face pulled on your heart strings, so you pulled him into another hug, your naked body’s touching your arms around his waist and his arms around you as the warm water ran down both of your bodies. you could hear him sniffling and you gently rubbed the soft skin on his back.

“i love you so much jay” you whispered softly as you pulled away just enough to look up at him, a small soft smile showing up on his face he had a beautiful smile that always gave you butterflies.

“i love you too.. thank you i never wanted you to see” you cut him off straight away not even wanting him to finish his sentence.

“jay.. you didn’t understand the first time. i love you jay halstead, you are the love of my life. i’ll do anything to make you feel safe okay?” he nodded pulling you into his arms again, you stayed in his embrace fora while before pulling away and washing eachother.

once you got out of the shower you both went to your shared room, he put only a pair of boxers on before jumping in bed, you put on one of jays shirts before crawling into bed next to him. you pulled him closer to you, he laid his head on your chest his hand going under your shirt so he could hold your waist, he gently ran his thumb along your soft skin as he thanked god for giving him a woman like you.

you pulled the covers up more to keep you both warm and gently traced shapes on his back. you loved him so much, he was so beautiful. you hadn’t lied he really was the love of your life. you laid there for a while before noticing he’d fallen asleep, you gently pressed a kiss to his head.

“you’re perfect jay halstead” you whispered against his head before pulling away, and closing your eyes in hopes of falling asleep but you’d slept earlier, so you just enjoyed jays warmth and being in his arms.

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turtlethebean · 1 month

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BenJacob Week Day 2: Loss

(Sorry for not uploading anything for day 1, I was sick, and it kind of snuck up on me)

Read it on AO3: All That's Dead and Gone - Turtle_The_Bean - Criminal Case (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]

If you're wondering why there was no content for this week yesterday, it's not because it was art on Tumblr this time. I was sick over the past week so it just kinda creeped up on me. Anyways, enjoy!

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Ben always enjoyed the nighttime. When he was working for the military, it was the only time he would get away from others, but now, it was a time for him to relax with some chamomile tea while looking at the stars. It was peaceful, being alone with his own thoughts and a cup of tea beneath the stars. A nice way to unwind after a busy day.

However, tonight was not going to be as peaceful and relaxing as it was supposed to be.

It started off normal enough. He made his tea and was just about to take it outside when he heard knocking at the door. He wasn’t expecting any visitors, especially this late at night, so he peeked through the peephole. His best friend, Jacob Arrow, was standing outside, covered in blood. Frightened by this sudden interruption of his usual routine, he put his tea down on a nearby table and helped his friend into his house.

“Jake, Jesus, what happened to you?” Ben asked as his friend almost collapsed in his arms.

“I…I haven’t a clue.” Jacob panted, clutching his head with one hand and his chest with the other. Between the whole ordeal that he just escaped from and running all the way to Ben’s house, he felt dizzy, more than likely due to the hyperventilation.

“Well, before you explain, let me sit you down and fix you a cup of tea. I’ll tend to your wounds as well.”

Jacob sat himself down on the couch while Ben returned to the kitchen to make some tea for his friend. He made oolong tea, seeing as times like this would typically call for one’s favourite tea, and grabbed the first aid kit from a drawer before heading into the living room.

He first got Jacob to remove his hand from his face, revealing a deep wound underneath. It looked like it would scar, but the military made both of them used to scars. He stitched up the wound before putting a bandage on it. He then moved on to the other wounds, which were scattered around his body.

“Thanks for this.” Jacob sighed solemnly, taking a sip of his oolong tea to distract himself from the mental and physical pain.

“No problem. I mean, what are friends for?” Ben chuckled, fixing a wound on his waist, “Anyways, you mind explaining to me what happened to you?”

“I’m trying to figure that out myself. Some deranged lunatic attacked me and Lily. It…it was a weird experience.”

“Is…is Lily okay?” Ben realised Jacob’s wife wasn’t with them. But she survived, right?

“I…I think she died. After I killed the guy who was attacking us, I went to make sure she was okay and…she was cold. She lost so much blood, and I didn’t get to her in time.”

Ben stopped himself in the midst of tending to Jacob’s wounds. He saw that his friend was crying and immediately put his first aid kit away to comfort him. Both of them wished it wasn’t real, but the tears rolling down Jacob’s face confirmed it. Lily was dead, and it was all because of some random person who had broken into their house.

While Jacob had killed the perpetrator, Ben still wanted to know who it was. After all, there were plenty of people who hated the military.

“Are you able to describe the guy who did this? Anything might help.” He restarted tending to his friend’s injuries. His new plan was to finish with these injuries and let Jacob sleep while he looked up the person who attacked him.

“Call me crazy, and trust me, I feel like it, but…I think it was a vampire.” Jacob answered, voice hoarse from crying.

Ben chuckled awkwardly before realising Jacob was being completely serious. He was joking, though, right? Maybe he was hallucinating from sleep deprivation? Something was definitely up here.

“What do you mean?” Ben finished the last of his friend’s injuries so that he could look him in the eyes.

“When he attacked Lily, he bit her in the neck. Now, I’ve seen people bleed out on the battlefield, but she bled out much faster than normal. That alone wouldn’t be enough to prove it, but then there was when I tried to kill him that confirmed it. He seemed…untouchable when I shot at him like the bullets were just going through him. It wasn’t until I cut his head off with an axe that I was able to stop him.”

He wasn’t joking. That definitely sounded like the vampires you would hear about in fiction. Watching your wife die to one was probably the worst way to find out they’re real, making Ben feel even worse for Jacob.

He wasn’t sure how else to react. Hell, he hadn’t even really seen Jacob cry before. The closest he got to that was his wedding day, but that was a completely different circumstance. Marrying your wife is different to watching her die right in front of you, and nobody should experience it, especially with how recent their wedding was.

“I feel like I need something stronger than tea. Do you want a beer?” Ben got up off the couch and walked over to his fridge to get himself a drink.

“No, right now, I think I just want to sleep.”

“Do you at least want another cup of tea to get you to sleep?”

“Nah, I haven’t even drunk half of this cup. Besides, I…I think I have an idea of what I’m going to do.”

“Really? You already killed the guy. What else can you do besides defend yourself in court when they realise you killed him in self-defence?”

“You remember that guy from the army who was always a bit…cuckoo? He wasn’t that much older than us, if I remember right.”

“Falcon? What about- Oh yeah, he used to say things like werewolves were real, didn’t he? Yeah, I think I see where you’re going with this.”

“He said he was going to hunt them down after he was discharged. I’m going to find him and see if he can teach me how to defend myself and others against these people. I don’t want anyone to end up like Lily…or me.”

Ben always admired Jacob’s bravery and determination to protect everyone around him, especially those he loved and cared about. Seeing this still shining through despite what happened that night gave him hope for his friend’s future. Sure, he had some learning to do, but Ben was certain he’d get there.

“Hey,” Ben took Jacob’s hands in his, “Jake, I’m not much of a fighter, but remember, if you ever need someone to help you with your wounds, especially in battle, then you can just call me. I’ll always be there for you, no matter what.”

“Thanks, you have no clue how much that means to me, especially right now.” Jacob rested his head on Ben’s chest, falling asleep there. Ben prayed his racing heart wouldn’t wake him up but soon drifted off into a slumber of his own.

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