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oneshotnewbie · 1 year
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A little blurb with Kara Danvers, maybe something about betrayal please?
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"Y/n! Please open the door, I know you're home." did you hear Kara screaming behind the door while she pleadingly banged her fist against the hard wood; almost pulling it off it's hinges. With tears in your eyes, you took another sip of your scotch and carefully placed the glass on the table before you pushed yourself off the sofa you were sitting on and moved towards the door.
Your heavy feet made the laminate crack under you before it went quiet again. You stood still in front of the door, one hand on the handle while the other rested flat on it - two voices in your head arguing whether you should open or keep it closed.
"Please."
A deep breath drawn through your lungs, you teared open the door and your girlfriend appeared in front of you, her eyes glittering in the light of your hallway- her mascara slightly smeared.
She must have cried too.
Kara found herself staring into your angry, bloodshot and glassy eyes. You had your arms crossed over your chest, almost showing her that she wasn't welcomed but without a word, the blonde stepped into your apartment, not taking her eyes off of you. The blonde followed your movements, trying to figure out what was going on inside your mind, but practically already knowing every single thought.
She knew that she was in the wrong, she should have confessed to you who she really was at the beginning of your relationship, just like she did with James and Winn. She knew that you would figure it out someday, but hadn’t expected that it would come so suddenly and wrong.
„What was the problem?“ you asked, your voice croaked in the middle of the sentence, breaking the unbearable silence in the room that was haunting both of you and Kara could tell that her girlfriend was on the verge of crying. Before she could answer in any way, you continued. "Six months. Six whole months and you lied to me every single day. Why?"
The blonde could feel the knot in her throat forming bigger. She didn't know what to say because in the end, she knew it didn't matter to you. You wouldn't believe it anyway and that killed her inside.
"I know that you are upset with me but-" and once again you interrupted her, you just couldn't stand her voice and her being there at the moment. „Who even are you?"
Kara´s features changed abruptly. Her pressed lips were now wide open while her eyes started to cover with tears as she stared at you in disbelief. She had no idea what to answer - your sentence had thrown her off course.
She broke out of her brief stupor and walked towards you full of expectation. Putting your hands in hers, she gripped them tightly and tried to catch your gaze, but to no avail. You looked desperately at her warm hands and the tears that fell on them and mixed together with hers.
"Please, Y/n. Don't do that." Fearfully, her heart was beating wildly in her chest so that you could even feel it in your hands. Gently she pulled your chin towards hers and wiped away individual tears that ran down your face. She was relieved when you let her do that without facing away - she took that as a good sign but her heart broke at your sight.
She never wanted to hurt you or even make you cry, she had sworn that to herself from the start.
"I need to time to think." you whispered and let go of her grip. Without looking at her, you turned around and let her stand there alone, while you walked back towards the couch where you picked up your half-full glass and drank the contents with one gulp.
"What do you mean by that?"
"You've hurt me and it feels like a betrayal, Kara. What do you think I mean by that?" you screamed and stared at her with a stiff but intrusive look. Kara was shocked at your behavior and was afraid of the next sentence that left your mouth. More tears started to leave her shimmering blue eyes. "I need time to find out whether I can and want this anymore."
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the-offside-rule · 1 month
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Charles Leclerc (Scuderia Ferrari) - Friends?
Requested: yes
Prompt: 18) "My mom thinks we're dating."
Warnings: not really? Just fluff tbh
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Charles nervously led Y/n into his family's vacation home, where his parents and siblings eagerly awaited. "You stay here every year for the summer break and you never invited me?!" Y/n exclaimed, looking all around as Charles carried her suitcase in. "I thought you didn't like the whole glamour of Monaco." He teased. "That was before I saw your holiday home." She chuckled. Y/n couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and confusion, having been invited on this family vacation without much explanation. "We're all going to have dinner at around 8 so I will leave you to unpack. I have to go help my mum with the cooking."
"Can I come? I haven't seen your mum in ages!" Charles swallowed the lump in his throat, earning a concerned look from Y/n. "What did you do?" She interrogated. "What? Nothing! I've done nothing!" Charles replied in an attempt to defend himself. "So why are you suddenly being so....unlike yourself?" He shrugged. "I'm not sure. Maybe you've changed since she saw you last? I-"
"Y/n!" Charles stopped his talking as he heard his mother Pascale entering the room. Y/n's bright smile returned to her face as she spotted the wonderous woman walking towards her with open arms. "Oh, I've been waiting for Charles to bring you! I haven't seen you in a while!" She grinned, kissing Y/n's cheeks. "It's good to be here. I can't believe I haven't been invited sooner." Y/n and Pascale both looked over to Charles who stood by the suitcase. "Charles, it's wonderful that you brought Y/n along." She paused, looking to Charles and switching to French. "Est-ce qu'elle sait que je sais?" Charles shook his head. "Non, maman. Elle veut toujours que cela reste privé pour le moment."
"Eh bien, privé ne veut pas dire secret." Y/n looked between the pair, slightly confused as she didn't speak the language. "Mamon, s'il vous plaît-" He began, but Pscale began to walk away, waving her hands in the air. "Non, non, Charles. Je vais partir et aller cuisiner. Je m'occuperai de mes affaires et je te laisserai aider ta copine à s'installer." She turned back to Y/n. "Bisous!" She smiled, before closing the door. Charles let out a sigh of relief. "What was that about?" Y/n asked. "Just dinner. I will- Yes. I'll let you change for dinner and I'll see you at 8."
As the Leclerc family gathered around the dinner table, the atmosphere was filled with warmth and laughter. Charles Leclerc sat beside his friend Y/n, stealing glances and sharing smiles throughout the meal. Pascale, Charles' mother, couldn't help but notice the chemistry between the two. During the delicious main course, Pascale set her fork down and looked at Y/n with a twinkle in her eye. "Y/n, dear, Charles will not stop talking about you." Charles sighs as Y/n grins, highly amused. "Oh really? Isn't he just so sweet?" She teased.
"And Charles, how long did you say you two have been together?" Pascale asked, her eyes twinkling again with curiosity. Y/n's gentle expression had turned into knotted brows, confusion clouding her mind. She stole a glance at Charles, who offered her a reassuring smile before answering. "Oh, we've been together for a while now." Charles replied smoothly, his tone tinged with amusement, before reaching for Y/n's hand beside him. Y/n's mind raced as she tried to make sense of Charles' response. She had never considered him anything more than a friend, and now she found herself unwittingly caught in a web of deception.
"So, Y/n, what made you and Charles decide to start dating all of a sudden?" Pascale inquired with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. Y/n nearly choked on her wine, as Charles masked a laugh. "Oh, you know Pascale, sometimes these things just happen." Y/n replied, trying to play along. Pascale's eyes sparkled as she nodded knowingly. Charles nodde too, playing along with the story Y/n had come up with. "That's wonderful! I'm so happy to hear that. I am so happy none of the journalists have found out yet. You two must be discreet." Y/n chuckled nervously, "Yes, we like to keep things private. At one stage, we were so secretive, I didn't even know we were together." The family laughed along as Y/n kicked Charles under the table. A silent wince left his lips.
"Well, I think I should go and clean these dishes. How about-"
"Charles and I will do them, Pascale. Honest." Pascale smiled approvingly of Y/n. "If you insist." Y/n nodded, grabbing Charles quite firmly to make him follow her to the kitchen with various plates. Once the door had closed, Y/n turned to Charles, frustration evident in her eyes. "What on earth was that, Charles?" Charles placed the plates into the sink. "Oh by the way, Y/n. My mum thinks we are dating." His poor attempt of a joke didn't land too well, but the tea towel Y/n had thrown at him did. Charles sighed, scratching the back of his head nervously. "Look, I didn't know how to explain why you're suddenly here, so I may have mentioned we're together." He explained. "What the hell, Charles? You didn't tell me about this plan! I thought we were just friends!" Y/n whispered, trying not to let their ruse be overheard.
Charles had stopped thinking of the plates now and had instead turned his focus to trying to stop Y/n from telling Pascale the truth. "I know, I know. My mom can be relentless with her questions about my love life. I didn't want her prying too much, so I improvised. Sorry about that." Y/n sighed, holding the bridge of her nose. "Well, it's a bit late now. We need to figure this out before it gets more complicated."
Charles nodded, engulfing her in a hug and resting his chin on top of her head. "Agreed." They pondered for a moment, before Charles came up with a plan. "How about we make a deal?" Y/n looked up to him, almost as if to tell him to continue. "We'll keep up the charade for a while, and I promise to come clean with my mom when the time is right. In the meantime, we can use this to our advantage somehow." Y/n raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Alright, but you owe me big time for this. What's the plan?"
Charles smirked. "We can use this 'relationship' to our advantage. You get to spend the summer here, and it'll keep my mom off my back for a while. Deal?" Y/n sighed again, running her hands through her hair. "Fine, deal. But this better not turn into a soap opera. We're just friends, got it?" Charles chuckled, reaching his hand out and shaking hers. "Got it. Just friends."
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vivwritesfics · 5 months
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Okay bonus bc you asked for Christmas/winter break ideas! What about Oscar taking Lando & reader to experience and Aussie Christmas and they’re just on the beach and bbq-ing etc and they can’t get over how different it is from uk Christmas’s 🤣
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"Okay so we're starting at mine with my family, mum will do the traditional roast and then we do a family walk on the beach. And then we head off to Landos for a second round of British Christmas and then, by the end of the week, we're off to Australia for Oscar to give us the traditional Australian Christmas. Sound like a plan?" Asked Y/N as she flipped through her diary, laying the plan out before her boyfriends.
"Sounds good to me, baby," said Lando as he leaned back in his seat.
Oscar took a moment to look through Y/Ns plan. "This is a lot of travelling. Are you guys sure you're okay with that?"
They nodded their heads as they looked at their Australian. "Definitely, Osc. I seriously can't wait to experience my first Australian Christmas," Y/N said as she wrapped her arms around him. She ran his hands through his hair, pushing it away from his face and used it to tip his head back and give him a quick kiss.
First they had to get through Y/Ns British Christmas. Her family wasn't very understanding of their relationship, and it had taken a good year but they'd gotten used to it now. Now they said nothing, Y/N father would just give them funny looks. They had the roast dinners Y/Ns mother prepared and took her nieces and newphews on a rather cold beach walk. All three of them were wrapped up warm, with Lando and Oscar wearing their Mclaren caps.
And then it was off to Lando's. His Christmas was much the same as Y/Ns, but his family nicer and they didn't do a freezing cold beach walk.
And then they were jetting off for Australian Christmas and New year's. The light was long, with Y/N napping against Lando as he and Oscar watched a movie (but, in no time at all, they were sleeping too, the three of them all laying against each other).
Things were hot when they landed, not like they had been in England. Oscar was so excited to take Y/N and Lando to his parents. They'd met his mum during the season (and she loved the two of them) but they hadn't yet been to his place in Australia.
On the first night they had a seafood barbecue. Only half of thr barbecue had fish, the other had was regular (because they had fussy britches with them). Oscar had on his shorts and flip flops (or thongs) on as he barbecued, showing off his skills. "Looking good, Osc," Lando grinned as he watched him, sweating as he slaved over the barbecue.
Oscar blushed red as Y/N and Lando grinned at him.
The next day, Christmas day, they went for a swim. The water was lovely as Y/N, Lando and Oscar swam in the Australian sea. It was wonderfully refreshing, considering Lando and Y/N would usually be in their pyjamas, wrapped up warm under blankets as they drank hot chocolate.
There was backyard cricket and a traditional Christmas dinner. Barbecue, cold ham and turkey, potato bake and alcohol. They had pavlova and trifle with beer to top it off.
At the end of the night, Lando, Y/N and Oscar sat on the beach, staring out at the seas. It was the first time they'd managed to be alone since arriving in the land down under. "How have you guys enjoyed your first aussie Christmas?" Oscar asked, his arms wrapped around them.
"Absolutely loved it," Y/N said as she dug her toes into the sand.
"It was brilliant, Osc. Thank you," lando said and kissed him.
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chrollohearttags · 6 months
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Cherry, how 'bout 2, 6, 11, 19, and 20 for Rapper Connie? He's a gem! 💎💎💎💎
hi Cas, my love!!! Thank you so much for the questions! Now I hadn’t written much for him but he def holds a special place in my heart! 🥹🫶🏾
2. Does your character often indulge in the things they like?
absolutely! Sometimes a little too much. He loves a little devil’s lettuce and liquor. A couple of his favorite vices..including women! (although he’s not exactly Armin-level of promiscuous). He definitely likes entertaining them. He also loves video games and when he and the guys are not making music, they’re in an Apex lobby acting like teenage boys.
6. What is your character’s fondest memory?
ooh, this is a good one! (lil spoiler here) so Connie was the very first artist that EJ ever collabed with and the project they worked on, a joint EP was Connie’s big break so to speak. A lot of his family was still in the Dominican Republic at this point and he was still trying to make it as a rapper. He remembers being with his boys in the studio and on FaceTime with his mom and brothers when it was announced that their lead single had gone #1 and was Grammy nominated in the same night. His mom was telling him how proud she was and crying. That to him was greater than any award ever!
11. Who are your character’s most important people?
hands down, his family and his boys! He adores his parents..for how hardworking they were, providing for him and his brothers. Even though they weren’t wealthy growing up by any means, they gave them the best life they could and taught them hard work. His brothers are his world and he’s an uncle so he adores his nieces and nephews too. Literally spoils them rotten with gifts. Of course, his friends mean everything to him. He often says that if it wasn’t for them pushing him to do music, he’d probably be in jail or dead because he got involved with the wrong crowd at one point. But they saved him.
19. Does your character have any friends? Best friends?
he and the rest of the Dead Boys Society are like brothers. EJ, Armin, Jean, Ony…they’re his second family. But he’s super close with Sasha! The second they met at Armin’s yacht party, that became his right hand. They’re always in tiktok videos together, being silly and stupid. (his fans SWEAR they’re dating, esp after she stars in one of his vids) but there’s no way. They’re literally twins. Him and Ony are always side by side, doing something insane. 😭 their interviews constantly go viral because they always have something slick to say.
20. Does your character have any significant others?
like I said, Mr. Connie loves the ladies but there’s one in particular that catches his eye whilst they’re on tour. And that’s the Pole Assassins’ hairstylist. She catches his eye and he’s been smitten ever since. They aren’t exactly an item or yet or anything but ya never know, that might change. 🤭
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bkghq · 2 years
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imagine bakugo who is pounding into you, his hips bucking with every thrust, you’re too cockdrunk to even realise what’s going on other than katsuki’s dick hitting your g spot constantly.
“mhm you like it baby? my good slut, looking so cockdrunk mhm? you want more? want more of daddy’s big cock? huh slut? tsk what a dirty little whore.” and all you can do is cry out of the pleasure you’re receiving.
“look at you, aren’t you afraid of me tearing you? your tight little hole? hm baby? look-” he gripes your jaw tightly, forcing you to look down, where his cock is mercilessly pounding into your tight pussy. You whine and throw you head back out of embarrassment.
“embarrassed now are we heh? i don’t remember you shying when you were begging f'my dick slut, huh? ’want your cock ‘suki’” he mocks you a crazed look on his face causing you to moan even louder.
“yeah, yeah that right, take this cock whore, hm? take daddy’s cock real good and i might just make you a mommy, then you can call me daddy for real.”
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THNX 4 READING <3 RBS + COMMENTS APPRECIATED ໒꒰ྀི ⁰́꒳⁰̀ ꒱ྀི১
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plusvanity · 1 month
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I bet there are times when Varg wakes up in the middle of the night from horrible nightmares in which The Foreskin-Chewing Goblins catch him and Pelle. And he's in cold sweats, hysterical and hyperventilating, SHOVING his hand in his boyfriend's pants to search for that precious foreskin. Pelle instantly wakes up when he's being GRABBED, and of course, he's confused. He asks Varg what the hell is going on and Varg is frantically narrating his bad dream, still caressing Pelle's dick like a rare gem. Pelle laughs a bit, realising how utterly retarded his man's story sounds until he hears a faint sob in the dark. His jaw drops completely.
'Dude, no, you can't be for real....'
And then another sob follows.
'Dude, WHAT THE F-
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socialc1imb · 2 months
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I can’t believe I made an online friend in 2020 after finding out we both liked the same D&D podcast and now i have a friend who sits on 9 hour facetime calls with me just to help me sleep or stay calm and who is going to visit in three weeks and who i constantly miss being with because now i know how to love
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fiapartridge · 6 months
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the hair needs its own discussion because god my man fine
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yourimaginationrealm · 4 months
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He kinda grew attached to you, despite being just a human but Cordelia disliked this bond and leaked to your villagers that you care about a vampire. Those people mistook you for a witch and burned you alive. Knowing this, Ayato could nothing do than watching you die while his mother told him, it was his fault being involved with a pathetic human. Years later, he killed his mother with satisfactions and slowly, showing her the pain you had to endure and finally revenging your death. However, he would never tell everyone that your death still stings him…
As a child he visits you regularly: You served him self-made Takoyaki and that is why it is his favorite dish. Your warm smile and praise after he gave everything from the swim session. The soft pat on his head is even today his weak spot. This little vampire was obsessed with you, of course his mother has to be jealous after a while. You can not be more than her! Not a human woman!
The red head bragged about being the best and going to marry you one day. You always giggle which brought a smile to his face but told him you are old when he is an adult. He scoffed and offers you to become a vampire: So you can wait until he is grown. You said that is a cute offer but you prefer humanity while ruffling his hair. He became irritated and shout at you why you deny his glorious idea. After this, he ran away. Typical Ayato behavior.
The next day, he came back with tears in his eyes. His mother and brothers were mean to him but he is still mad about her declining his offer. You just took him in your arms as you hugged him while he start bawling his eyes out. He never felt this warm and love from someone....
If friends of yours visit, they wonder who the little red head was: You always lied and mentioned your deceased brother had a kid. "Wasn't he blonde?" They seemed irritated but better than finding out that he is a vampire. A supernatural being at that time weren't treated good...
The last time before your death, you gifted him a shirt of your dead brother. "Why are you giving me this...? It is too big!" You laugh at his bewildered face as he examined the clothing. "Because you always annoy me with marrying you. I can't do that... Yet, my brother wanted that I gave his shirt to my future husband. So I think you should have it!" You smile at him as his face light up. "Wow! Then, wait up until it I fit in." "Haha, sure!"
A few days later, you were burnt as a witch. He never forgets the wicked laughter of his mother. He cried his eyes out while hiding his face into your gift. He swore he is going to take revenge on his mother. The relationship to you makes him more drawn to humans and their antics. He loves basketball, Takoyaki, etc..
Guess what he wore as he brutally massacred his mother after he had grown. Yes, your gifted shirt which was drown in Cordelia blood. "Ah,.. now you ruined my shirt. Ah no... It is the gift of Y/N..." "Wha-? What has she to do with it?" "Everything.... mother..." he coldly stated as a shiver runs down Cordelias spine. When was the last time he called her mother? "How fitting that the shirt she gave me, is drown in your blood... What a sweet revenge...." He laughed evilly as she did back then. "Sadly, I can not burn you like she had died... Although, burning you alive seems fun too..." He licked the blood from his hands and eyed her. " I want more..." "No.... No..... Aya-AhhhH-!" Her screaming ended suddenly. Never had she thought that she dies because she murdered a pathetic human. Or more that her son his the murder of hers.
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_______________________ Yes, new Design! Hope you like it. And yeah not the fluffiest Imagine... Wonder where the idea came from xD I just fell back to the Diabolik Lovers Hell so of course my favourite is Ayato....Enjoy!
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embarasseddragon234 · 16 days
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Perry: *signing* My boyfriend is too tall for me to kiss, what should I do?
Monty: Punch him in the stomach, then when he doubles over in pain, kiss him.
Carl: Tackle him!
Peter: Dump him.
Doof: NO to ALL of those! Just ASK ME to LEAN DOWN!
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mintaikcorpse · 5 months
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I love this
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nimue-hidden-lake · 5 months
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You are tasked with lifting something heavy and carry it a good distance. You think nothing of it and work it off as soon as you can. On the way you come across your f/o on the way and they spot the heavy load you are carrying.
While impressed you can carry so much on your own to begin with they also can't just leave you like this. Thus they decide to approach you and offer you their help.
Do you try to decline? After all, this is your responsebility. Too bad, your f/o won't let you! They are happy to help and it is not good to tire yourself out either! So whether you like it or not, they will help in their own way so you don't arrive too tired at your destination! They are ready and happy to help!
Proship/Comship do not interact please!
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the-offside-rule · 5 months
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Charles Leclerc (Scuderia Ferrari) - All I Want For Christmas
Requested: yes
Prompt: All I Want For Christmas w Charles Leclerc
Warnings: none
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Y/n was on the phone with her boyfriend Charles. For the holidays, this is how they communicated since he lived in Monaco and she would visit her family back home in Denmark. They started dating during Charles' first year in Formula One when she visited with her uncle in Sauber. They met just before the season came to an end. She came into the hospitality, laughing with her uncle and speaking alanguage that seemed like no one would ever understand. But to Charles? To Charles, he sat listening to her in awe. He liked her voice. He listened in awe as she spoke, subconsciously smiling to himself. When she was by herself, Charles turned to try and strike up a conversation. "Excuse me, miss?" he asked. The girl turned, her (y/c/h) hair was half up and half down and her (y/c/e) eyes looked up at him. He melted and found himself stuttering, trying to form some words. "Is this taken seat? I mean, is this teat saken, wait-" She giggled as she watched him fumble with his words. "Is this seat taken?" he finally blurted out. "Not unless you're going to sit here with me." He smiled and sat down next to her and from then, it was history.
"I wish I could hug you right now. I miss you so much." Y/n smiled softly at him through the phone. "I know mon cœur. I miss you too but you'll have me in a few days." She hid her actual feelings with a forced smile. She had spent Christmas with Charles and his family last year and the year before but he'd never spent Christmas with her's. "I have to go mon cœur, dinner is nearly ready." Charles and Y/n said their goodbyes and hung up. She let out a sigh and walked down to the kitchen to her mother, who was baking. "Ah, you're finished then? How was Charles?" Y/n shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know mom. He was giving such short answers." Y/n said, rubbing her eyes. "Oh darling, I'm sure he's just very tired like you are." Y/n scoffed. "Maybe he's tired of me. We hardly see eachother now." Y/n walked towards the bowl of cake batter and began stirring. "Don't be silly. I don't think he would be tired of you." Y/n rolled her eyes up towards the ceiling in a attempt to hold her tears in. "I won't know until he tells me or until I find out."
"Y/n, he isn't tired of you." her mum reassured her. "But how do you know mom?" Her mother opened her mouth and closed it again. "I don't know. All I know it that he isn't tired of you. You just have to believe me." Y/n nodded and smiled light-heartedly. "Thanks mom. I think I'm gonna stay up a little while longer." Her mother arched a brow. "Are you sure? Were all going to bed." Y/n smiled and nodded. "Of course. I want to do some baking. You can have an early night." Her mum kissed her forehead. "Don't stay up too late." Y/n agreed and watched as her mother went to bed. Y/n sat up baking like she said she would but she didn't stay up for a little bit, she stayed up most of the night. After all her siblings had wrapped the presents, after all the timed lights went out, after everything but still, she went to bed so she wouldn't get given out to by her mother in the morning.
Y/n's eyes fluttered open to the sound of her nieces and nephews running around, waking up their parents and then running into to wake up Y/n. "Guys, guys, I'm up, I'm up." She croaked as they bounced on her bed. "Then get up! We need to open our gifts from Santa!" the children shouted. "No, no, no, no, no. Let her sleep! She had a long night baking for you!" They whined but got down off the bed and left Y/n in bed. She let out a sigh of relief as she could finally lie back down again. It had only been a few minutes when she heard her bedroom door open and someone creep their way in. She pulled a face when she heard hushed voices. Why were her whole family just standing around her door, whispering? Y/n felt a weight bring her bed down but she figured it was probably her mother coming up to check on her and she would have wholeheartedly believed it if she hadn't heard the opening of All I Want For Christmas Is You playing. She had her back to them, so she couldn't see them. Her eyes opened, confused as anything but then, she heard a voice. "I, dont want a lot for Christmas. There is just one thing I need-" She hopped up like a bolt of lightning. Surely he wasn't here. Was he? Her bottom lip trembled as she saw Charles with his phone in front of him, playing music and reading the lyrics off to sing them to her. "I don't care about the presents, underneath the Christmas tree-" She began crying as he continued singing. Then she looked over to her family behind her, her mother filming as the others looked on, grinning. "Why are you guys recording?"
"Mon cœur, You're interrupting." Charles said quickly and then returned to singing, making her laugh. "Make my wish come true! All I Want For Christmas -" Charles looked up from his phone and into her blue eyes. "Is You." The Danish family clapped as Y/n engulfed her boyfriend in a tight hug. "Did you enjoy your Christmas gift?" her mother asked. Y/n looked over, still crying but now smiling as she nodded. "Mon cœur, dont cry, dont cry." Charles said, rubbing her back and shushing her. "A heads up would have been nice so I wouldn't cry!" Charles kissed her cheek. "I didn't know you would cry, now did I?" They laughed together. "Merry Christmas mon cœur." He whispered. Her grip loosened and she kissed his lips. "Merry Christmas my love."
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kyewbenjamin · 1 year
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Just imagine how he would whimper under our hands when his tail was wagging, wrapping around our thigh.
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I'm a bit horny, my bad.
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stinky-twinky · 2 years
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blackmadhi week day three !! i had an idea last minute n thats good enough for me !!!
reblogs and tags appreciated <3
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neowolf · 8 months
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When I first saw Astarion through posts he was everything I could've wanted: a twink, a vampire and have a White hair.
So imagine my dissapointment when I got to actually meet him and all I got is insufferable cunt.
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