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navybrat817 · 11 months

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Meet the Parents

Pairing: Roommate!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader Summary: Bucky wants to make a good impression when he meets your parents face-to-face and a bit of awkwardness ensues. Word Count: Over 2.9k Warnings: Fluff, established relationship, second-hand embarrassment and cringe, loving and oversharing parent, slight feels (it’s me, okay), Bucky Barnes (he’s a warning, okay?). A/N: Stud meets your parents in person! Oh, boy. ❤️ Beta read by @whisperlullaby, but any and all mistakes are my own. Moodboard by yours truly and divider by the amazing @firefly-graphics . Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

Bucky was excited to finally meet your parents. You didn't get to go home often since your family lived far away, so the short trip was special for you. It was a big deal for him, too. Though he saw them on video chats here and there, this was the real thing. A chance to show that he was serious about your future together.

I have to make a good impression.

He also wanted to get a glimpse of how his hopefully future in-laws acted around you and to see how love looked in your family. You warned him that they might tell an embarrassing story or show him awkward photos and he was more than looking forward to it. Those very things shaped you into the woman he fell in love with.

“You nervous?” you asked as he helped you out of the car. “You didn’t say much on the drive here.”

Of course, you’d pick up on that. “Nope,” he said, which wasn't a total lie.

“Careful before your pants catch on fire,” you teased, running a hand along his cheek. “They love you. They have from the start. Remember when we had our first chat?”

“I remember,” he gently smiled.

Your mom and dad were a little concerned in the beginning when you said you were moving in with him. He didn't blame them. If it was his daughter moving in with a guy she didn't know, he would've had a lot of questions. Your parents felt better after he suggested having a video chat. They trusted your judgment and they trusted him not to hurt their daughter.

I'll never break that trust.

“And please remember that I love you, Stud.”

Bucky turned his face so he could press his lips against your palm, thankful that you always knew what to say to soothe him. “I love you, too, Smartie.”

“There they are!” your mom called from the doorway, your dad right behind her.

Bucky straightened up and took a step back when your mom went to you, both of you shrieking with happiness. A smile spread across his face and he could tell that you got some of your friendliness and mannerisms from her. Which is why it didn't surprise him when he received a crushing hug from her a moment later.

“Welcome, James,” your mom smiled. Both of your parents called him by his first name and he didn’t mind. “It’s so nice to see you.”

"It's nice to see you, too,” he said, giving you a thankful glance when you grabbed the flowers and bottle of wine from the car. You told him they were her favorite and he refused to show up empty handed. "These are for you.”

“Oh, you didn’t have to do that, but thank you,” she said, taking them with a kind smile as she stepped back to get a better look at him. “My goodness, you're even bigger in person.”

“And you wondered why I called him ‘Stud’,” you teased, sliding your arm around his waist.

Bucky puffed his chest out a bit when he caught the adoration in your gaze. He was certain his eyes reflected the same when he looked your way. While he did want your parents to like him, it was your opinion that he cared about.

“And it’s no wonder our daughter can't keep her hands off you, James,” your dad said when he joined you, clapping Bucky on his shoulder with a chuckle and snapping him out of his thoughts.

“Dad. Could you not?” you calmly asked.

“What? I half expected to see you with a baby bump when you got out of the car.”

Bucky went rigid with an awkward smile, unsure of how to respond to your dad’s comment. On the one hand, he was right. Neither of you could keep your hands off each other. Hell, you flatout told your parents the two of you were sharing a room if they expected you to stay at their house. But making a family with you? He wanted to more than anything, but what did your parents think?

Is he going to kill me if I get you pregnant one day?

“Please, stop. I love you, but stop. We just got here,” you said, giving your mom a pointed look when Bucky stayed silent. Instinctively, he pulled you closer. You didn’t get flustered easily, but he knew your little tells.

“Don't embarrass her. We talked about this,” your mom hissed before she smiled again, your dad holding his hands up in surrender. “I wish we could’ve had a chance to meet Alpine in person.”

You sighed, grateful for the switch in topic. “Me, too, but maybe we can bring her next time. I’m sure Steve will spoil her rotten until we get back.”

Both of you missed the little ball of fur, but his friend was quick to send him photos.

“Well, we’re glad you could make it and perfect timing since we just finished setting the table. I know you two are probably tired from the trip, but how about resting after you eat?”

“That sounds great,” Bucky said, turning to get the bags from the car.

“Why don’t I get those?” your dad offered. “You two go in and get settled.”

“Thanks, Dad,” you smiled as you pulled Bucky along. “I’m sorry about the pregnancy comment. Hopefully that’s the end of it.”

“It’s okay. It doesn't bother me,” he whispered, brushing a kiss to your temple. He knew the topic itself didn't bother you either, but you probably didn't want your dad to bring it up before you walked into the house. "You okay?"

“I guess I'm a little more nervous than I thought. I haven’t really brought a lot of guys home, so this is kind of a big deal,” you explained. He understood how nerve wracking it could be.

“How many guys have you brought back here?” he half teased, asking to both make you smile and to see if he had anyone he had to measure up to.

No, don’t think like that.

“The number doesn't matter because they weren’t special. They also weren’t and aren’t you.”

Good answer.

“Now let’s go eat. Mom will be sad if we don't,” you said.

“I wouldn't want to upset either of the ladies of the house,” he said, kissing your temple again. "Dinner will be great.”

Right?

Bucky couldn't recall the last time he was in such a cozy place. The welcoming ambience made him want to curl up with a book and relax. It was no wonder you carried that warmth over to the apartment. You even allowed your dad to brag about your accomplishments that lined the hallway wall with your photos over the years.

Should be proud of yourself, doll.

Just like your friendly and thoughtful personality, Bucky could see you got your love of cooking from your mom. She prepared a feast for the two of you in the dining room, a mix of both of your favorite things, and added the flowers he brought to the middle of the table. It meant a lot that she took the time to make something he would enjoy. And seeing you chatting with your parents over a nice meal, he could picture the same with the two of you in your own home.

With a large kitchen to slow dance in.

“Mom, I don’t think I can eat another bite,” you teased when she tried to give you another dish.

“Then we’ll have plenty of leftovers,” she teased back, offering it to Bucky instead. “If memory serves me, I believe you mentioned the two of you like to cook together.”

“We do,” he confirmed, graciously helping himself to more. “We switch off some nights if she’s studying or I’m at the shop late, but it’s something I look forward to.”

You smiled tenderly as you reached for his hand across the table. “I do, too.”

He gently squeezed it and kept hold of it while he ate. You were noticeably more relaxed and he was enjoying himself. He was glad things were going well.

Your dad gestured to him after a moment. “James, I meant to tell you when you arrived that you look very nice.”

“Oh, thank you,” he said, glancing at himself. He opted for a nice button up shirt. Nothing too fancy or too casual and it had your seal of approval.

"You always look handsome,” you smiled.

“But he looks much more comfortable than that turtleneck he wore on our last video chat,” he added.

Bucky almost dropped his fork when you dug your nails into his skin. The two of you had a heated makeout session before the last call and you left a noticeable hickey on his neck. The only thing he could think of to do at the time was wear a turtleneck, but he couldn't stop messing with the collar. It was a nice reminder of why he hardly wore them.

“It was a little itchy,” Bucky said.

Your dad hummed and took another bite. “You know, I remember when I was your age the only time I'd wear a shirt like that is if my wife got a little ‘over excited’ if you know what I mean.”

The fork fell to the plate, the sound echoing in the room.

Way to play it cool.

"Why?” you and your mom asked at the same time.

“Did you give James a hickey?” your dad replied as you sank a little into your seat. "You did."

Your mom shot him a glare. “What did I say about embarrassing your daughter?”

“What? It was just a question,” he said, pointing at you with his fork. “I had to wear a turtleneck in the middle of the summer the first time I met your grandparents. Your mother was quite the-”

“I don’t want to hear this!” you cut your dad off, looking to Bucky for help.

Say something.

“So, like mother like daughter,” Bucky blurted out, that awkward smile spreading across his face again when you gawked at him. Why did he say that? “Not that! I mean, well, you did say she couldn’t keep her hands off me. She's extremely passionate.”

“This is my nightmare,” you muttered.

This is also my nightmare.

“What I mean is they're both so lovely and have big hearts, which means they love big and sometimes that love translates to…” he continued, coughing into his hand when you stepped on his foot. He used to be charming at one point in his life. What the hell was happening? “But not that I would know what you did or didn’t do while you were dating. That’s none of my business.”

Stop talking.

"Oh, it’s not just dating, James,” your dad said as he took another bite, seemingly amused by the conversation. “The trick to keeping her happy is to keep the romance alive. Like the night my wife and I made our lovely daughter. It was so beautiful.”

“Stop!” you begged, clutching his hand even harder than before. He tried to run his thumb along your palm to soothe you, but you weren't having it. “Forever stop that story, please.”

Your dad looked like he was trying to hold back a laugh before your mom stepped in. “Go check on dessert,” she ordered.

“But I was going to tell them about-”

“Dad!” you almost shouted, taking a deep breath when it got quiet. “This is our first dinner together with the four of us and I don't want it to be the last. So, can you not scare my boyfriend off? Please?” you asked in a softer tone, your voice cracking on the last word.

Please, don’t cry.

Bucky leaned forward in his chair, sensing that you were dangerously close to tears. “Hey. I’m not going anywhere,” he promised.

I’m right by your side.

To your dad’s credit, he immediately got up from the table and kissed the top of your head when he realized this wasn't funny to you. It didn’t matter how much you had grown, you were still his baby. “I’m sorry I went a little overboard. You forgive me?”

You still looked about a half second away from bursting into tears, but you gave your dad a small smile. “Forgiven,” you mumbled.

"Now go get dessert ready, dear," your mom said, sighing as he left the room. “James, I'm so sorry if my husband made you uncomfortable. If it's any consolation, he’s comfortable talking to you because he likes you.”

Bucky nodded slightly. That was a good thing. “That’s nice to know, Mrs.-”

“Oh, please. You don’t have to use ‘Mrs.’ with me. There’s no need to be formal,” she assured him.

“Well, thank you all the same for your hospitality.”

“Of course.” Her eyes flickered to you with a grin. “Anything for the person who my daughter is so passionate about.”

“Mom!” You let out an exasperated laugh. At least you weren't crying. “I thought you were on my side.”

“Oh, I am,” she winked. “And don't worry. I won't ask about my future grandchildren today.”

So, I am allowed to get you pregnant if we decide to go that route.

“BOTH of you are ganging up on me. This is why I never brought guys home,” you said, facing him with a shaky laugh. “Will you just dump me now and get it over with? I'll just hide in my room until I can find a new place.”

Bucky’s stomach dropped, having to grip the table with one hand and hold himself back from jumping across the table to snuggle you close. “What? No, I'm not dumping you.”

"You're not?”

"Of course not. I think it's an unwritten rule that everyone gets one mortifying moment involving a significant other," he said.

I'm counting on it with Rebecca.

"He's right," your mom smiled.

"And me dump you? Shouldn’t you dump me after that…” he tried to find the right word. “Rant about how ‘lovely’ you are?”

“I’m never dumping you, Stud. You’re stuck with me,” you said. Just like you were stuck with him. “And you really think I'm lovely and have a big heart?”

“Of course, I do, Smartie,” he smiled. He'd compliment you for the rest of the evening if it made you feel more at ease.

Your mom watched the two of you with a loving smile before she stood. “Sweetie, why don’t we kick your dad out of the kitchen and get dessert ready ourselves?”

“Sure, mom,” you smiled, reluctantly letting go of Bucky’s hand. Before your mom led you out of the room, you went around to give him a kiss. "I demand cuddles after dessert, smooth talker.”

Thank God I'm usually smoother than that.

"All the cuddles you want,” he said, loosening the top button on his shirt once he was left alone. That was not how he expected dinner to go. In hindsight, it could’ve been worse. At least your dad didn't stab him.

Speak of the devil.

“Surprised those two didn’t kick me out of the house entirely,” your dad joked as he went back into the dining room and took a seat. “I really am sorry, James. I hope my sense of humor didn’t offend you.”

“You have nothing to apologize for. It takes a lot to offend me,” Bucky said.

“I know how much my daughter was looking forward to this. We’ve missed her here,” he said, a wistful look crossing his face. It was evident how much your mom and dad both loved you. The house was brighter because you were in it. "And, believe it or not, I was a little nervous to see the man who stole her heart."

“I was nervous to meet you, too," he admitted. "I really care about your daughter.”

“She cares about you, too. I've never seen her so happy.”

That comment gave Bucky the confidence to speak, glancing at the doorway to make sure you weren’t coming back just yet. “I know you and your wife just met me in person today, but your daughter is the best thing to ever happen to me and I want to ask you if-”

“Let me stop you right there.”

Bucky’s mouth shut as he deflated. Of course, it was likely too soon in your dad’s eyes to have that serious of a conversation. It wasn’t too soon for him though. He loved you.

“If you're asking for our blessing, you don't need it. You already have it,” your dad said as he held his breath. “Because if you really care about my daughter the way we think you do, you know she'll follow her heart since it belongs to you. As long as she's cared for and happy, we're happy because that's all we want for her. That’s all we’ve ever wanted for her.”

The weight Bucky felt in his chest lightened with each word. “That’s all I want for her, too. And I will spend the rest of my life making her happy."

Your dad nodded, a bit of shine in his eyes that hadn’t been there before. “You take care of my little girl, you hear me? Love her the way she deserves?” he asked.

“You have my word,” Bucky promised.

With his mother’s ring and your parents' blessing, he was ready to take the next step and hoped that you were ready to walk along that path beside him.

So, when do we think he'll put a ring on it? Love and thanks! ❤️

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taasgirl · 24 days

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monaco pt. 3 - charles leclerc

summary: y/n is new to ferrari and is working very closely with charles, so it's inevitable that they fall right?

a/n: the outcomes of these races are fictional!! they're altered to fit the story, and there's no specific face claim!

PART ONE PART TWO

liked by charlesleclerc, scuderiaferrari, landonorris, and 776, 387 others ynusername hey monaco! who's ready for some racing? tagged: charlesleclerc

alex_albon Meeee I'm ready

scuderiaferrari ❤️🤍

user53929 STOP STOP STOP THIS IS SO CUTE

user92838 goodluck y/n and charles!!

user39822 the matching outfits (i'm deceased)

user43773 Is that not just their team uniform lol

liked by alex_albon, ynusername, mclaren, and 3, 653, 223 others landonorris It's Friday thennnnn tagged: ynusername, charlesleclerc, danielricciardo

ynusername saturday sunday whaaat

user63392 Not Y/N and Charles with the matching Cars shirts 😏

user00231 bring lando and daniel back plssss

user53833 lando basically confirming y/n and charles

user93447 I'm so here for it tho

liked by f1, sergioramos, charlesleclerc, and 5, 553, 983 others scuderiaferrari Welcome to Monaco! @ charlesleclerc's home race, and @ ynusername's first race here! Our drivers will begin Qualifying shortly, Forza Ferrari!

user53948 as much as i want y/n to win again, please let charles win his home race 🙏🙏

ynusername 🏎️🏎️ liked by scuderiaferrari

user83744 Everyone is a ferrari fan fr

user99834 my favourite track oat, i'm so fucking ready

charlesleclerc 🇲🇨

liked by user76773, user87383, user99295, and 1, 654, 984 others scuderiaferrari We can confirm that driver Y/N L/N is in hospital, being treated for burns and injuries following a serious crash during the Monaco Qualifying. We are all here for you Y/N.

landonorris Praying for you 🧡🧡

redbullracing Speedy Recovery @ ynusername

user78473 please tell me she'll be alright for tomorrow

user65847 did you see the crash?? there's no way she's racing

user59584 SOMEONE CHECK UP ON CHARLES PLEASE

user64765 Oh my god y/n we're all here for you

liked by charlesleclerc, oscarpiastri, f1, and 2, 467, 998 others ynusername this girl is on fireeeeee.

Thank you all for your support, unfortunately I will not be racing tomorrow in monaco ☹️ but I'll be there to show all my support for @ charlesleclerc! I'm sorry to all the fans and people at Scuderia Ferrari for letting you down in such an important race for the Championship, but I promise to come back stronger. Thank you to all the marshalls and medical staff who basically saved my life lolz.

But hey at least that's a pretty sick photo right??

charlesleclerc 🔥🔥

user87488 not charles with the fire emojis 😭

logansargeant Get better comrade🫡

user69488 Y/N YOU HAVEN'T LET US DOWN WTFFFF WE'RE ALL SO PROUD OF YOU AND HAPPY THAT YOU'RE HERE liked by ynusername

user09492 no y/n in monaco 😞😞

user65933 ngl that second photo is fucking sick

user98374 How can you literally total your car and be on fire, and still looke so effortlessly beautiful???

user59838 she's built different fr

liked by user87487, user93748, user44475, and 154 others user03082 Y/N IS AT THE GP!!! she's not racing but she's walking around fine and serving c*nt.

user64839 she's so dedicated, love her

user02873 I feel like her and charles will confirm their relationship today 🤭

user78387 Hey so is it too late to get her in a ferrari orrrr

user87632 REAL

user93627 she was on fire a few hrs ago, and is still on fire fr

user64993 HAHAHA

view ynusername's story

liked by ynusername, scuderiaferrari, lukamodric, and 1, 263, 938 others f1 The Monaco Grand Prix has begun! 19 drivers and 10 teams are battling for Championship points. Who do you think will win?

ynusername me i hope

user87474 homegirl is so unserious

user47387 Pastry boyyy

user28173 I'm praying that Charles wins for y/n

user63974 is it too late to say y/n??

user98365 Why didn't ferrari use a reserve driver?

ynusername well i kinda destroyed the car, so like yes we have a reserve but no car

liked by user64893, user87432, user89384, and 46, 837 others user68394 CHARLES JUST WON THE FUCKING MONCAO GRAND PRIX AND RAN STRAIGHT TO Y/N TO KISS HER IN FRONT OF EVERYONE OMFG I'M GONNA BE SICK

user86349 this might actually be the hardest hard launch

user64838 OH MY GOD

user22839 HE WON AT HOME AND KISSED HIS GIRL!! WHAT A FAIRYTALE MOMENT

user98372 no one understands how much this means to me

user59383 what a photo wow

liked by ynusername, f1, williamsracing, and 4, 711, 363 others scuderiaferrari He's done it! Charles Leclerc wins his home race, leading the grid by almost nine seconds. Congratulations Charles!

ynusername my boyyyyy 🥰

user93648 MY BOY STOP Y'ALL ARE SO CUTE

user68843 he really did it for y/n

user99837 HE WINS IN SPA HE WINS IN MONZA HE WINS AT HOME

user54557 Ferrari comeback is crazy

user39828 they've finally made a good car

user47363 Don't be shy, post the photo of charles 'celebrating' with y/n 😏😊 liked by ynusername

liked by lewishamilton, landonorris, f1, and 2, 354, 984 others ynusername charlie wins again!! i'm sosososo proud of you but next time we're in monaco, that win is mine. also i have no photos of you on the podium because i was crying... i love you baby 💗

charlesleclerc Thank you Mon beau ❤️

user28384 MON BEAU I'M SO FUCKING UP

landonorris Awww ferrari friends 🖕🖕

user83748 'i love you baby' nopenope too much for me

user54983 Posting the wrong photo y/n smh

user92282 agreed, where's the kissing photo huh??

liked by ynusername, logansargeant, lilymhe, and 1, 589, 856 others charlesleclerc Thank you, thank you, thank you. I am so proud to have won my first race of the season in my home country, and to have the support from Ferrari and my beautiful girlfriend. This win is for you mon amour @ ynusername

ynusername omg who's the lucky girl??

charlesleclerc I don't know, she forced me to kiss her 🤷

user26374 Charles didn't even post a photo of him on the podium, just him and the people he loves omg

user53636 such a lover boy

user83746 Charles World Champion Leclerc

user32567 these two are so in love

liked by logansargeant, lilymhe, charlesleclerc, and 1, 453, 784 others yn.jpg wyd when you find out that charles and I have been dating for more than a year? lol we're good at keeping secrets @ charlesleclerc

charlesleclerc My gorgeous girl, I love you so much

ynusername too kind perceval

landonorris I have a question, are you two together?

ynusername No sorry I don't know him actually

user55373 MORE THAN A YEAR WHAT WHAT WHAT??

user87364 wdym more than a year??? y'all knew each other before ferrari?

user63894 We need the relationship timeline immediately

charlesleclerc She stalked me and forced me to date her ynusername @ charelesleclerc liar he begged me to date him charlesleclerc @ ynusername Seems fair

user78939 oh my fucking god how did no one know about this

user29837 I won't ever stop thinking about this.

user98398 The most attractive couple of all time

user56793 I reckon the rest of the drivers get jealous when they see y/n and charles together like damn they really can spend ALL their time together

thank you for your support guys!! the monaco smau is officially done, please let me know if you liked this! my reqs are open (football and f1)

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stawberrypimpsimp · 3 months

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Alastor x Reader: A Cane is a Useful Tool

Word Count: 1,871

This is my first smut attempt please be nice. ;-;

Looking up at the disheveled hotel you walk in defeated. Hell has been well, simply hell. Walking around aimlessly lacking a purpose. Simply what are you supposed to achieve in hell, well you thought until you saw an ad on TV about a “rehabilitation” hotel. Giving up you decided why the fuck not. As you enter the doors you see a blonde demon staring at you in delight. You attempt to back away but your hand was rightfully grabbed by her’s.

“Hello! I'm Charlie and welcome to the Hazbin Hotel where we help demons like you! Now this is Angel Dust…” She says pointing at a spider-like creature hanging over a bar trying to seduce..? The bartender. “Then there next to Angel Dust is Husk.” She said,

Husk grumbled “Blah blah welcome to the hazbin hotel and what fucking not.”

“Oh oh this is Vaggie!” Charlie continues to go on now holding the other girl's hands.

“Hello! Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!” She attempts to say enthusiastically although her nervous tones take over.

Charlie, still with a big smile, points to the last demon in the room. “Then this is Alastor! Er the radio demon..”

He snaps his neck and turns around with a massive grin.

“Hello there, a pleasure to meet you darling.” He says in a voice that sounds of radio static.

Overwhelmed and uncomfortable you start to back out of the doors until a small demon with one eye appeared out of nowhere.

“No no no, you are filthy time to clean you up!” She says forcefully grabbing you with mighty strength.

Alastor appears to your side “This is Niffty, little sweetie Niffty.”

“Let's go, let's go get you all cleaned.” The small demon says pushing you.

“What the fuck, Im not filthy you little...” You trail off snickering.

“Come on now sugar tits don't be such a downer.” Angel dust says chugging a bottle of booze.

Alastor now is standing at the door preventing you from leaving, starting to what all you can describe is glitch?

“Now darling, I'm quite bored and we haven't had a visitor in a while. Stay a while.” He says pushing you with his cane making you stumble forward.

Succumbing to the overwhelming personalities in the room you slump at the bar. Planting your head on the table you mumble. “Hey uh Husky or something... pour me a drink…”

Alastor comes and sits next to you at the empty seat. “Husk my boy a glass of whiskey!”

“Yeah whatever…” Husk grumbles.

The radio demon continues on “Now come on dear you're never fully dressed without a smile.”

Tilting your head to the side you look at the man with glaring red eyes.

“Huh well aren't you something…” You scoff. The man cracks his head into a tilt with a loud crack grinning. He lets out a loud laugh then drinks a sip of his whisky. Charlie comes up behind you rubbing your back kindly.

“Hey don't worry, we are here to help! We’ll make you a whole new demon!” Charlie continued on with her happy monologue.

“Thanks... I guess. I got no place better to go and this is a free stay, so why the fuck not.” You say with a half assed smile.

“Yay a new resident!” Charlie says with stars in her eyes.

“Perchance, where will I be staying…” You trail off looking around at the slightly disheveled inside.

“Follow me this way!” Charlie continues gleefully to say as she grabs your hand and is once again dragging you. Vaggie follows along well Angel dust sits next to Alastor bending over the bar flirting with Husk. Thinking to yourself you relize your in for a fucking shit show, but whats the worst that can happen.

“Here is your room!” Charlie says opening the door. The room is so dusty and obviously uninhabited for some time.

Bashfully Charlie says “Well um, it needs a little cleaning but don't worry we have Niffty!”

“Filthy filthy FILTHY!” The little demon says.

Alastor appears out of the shadows. “My oh my what a terrible condition.”

Niffty wastes no time getting started, in record speed it's all clean.

“Your turn your turn filthy demon.” Niffty goes on saying with an aggressive tone.

“Nope nope, I'm done for the day. Thank you and good day.” You say slamming the door on everyone, sliding down the door. Mumbling to yourself putting your head in your hands “oh god oh god what was I thinking...” Out of the corner of your eye you notice red eyes in the shadows with a big sharp grin. “Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck” you say wide eyed with fear staring in the darkness. The radio demon comes into view now standing in the faint light with his cane.”

“Well hello my dear aren't you just an entertaining mess.” He says once again with a snap of his neck.

You stay in silence standing up pressed against the door. He sleuths in the darkness now in front of you.

“Now now why don't you show me an entertaining time. My boredom has grown and I need… A good show you could say.” Alastor says with his static voice slightly more distorted with a sinister look in his eyes.

He takes his cane holding it in both hands now pressing it against your neck making you choke slightly.

“So my dear, give me a show to remember.” He says as his grin grows.

Once again you are stuck in silence but have to admit the radio demon is fairly attractive. His lengthy body and striking red hair. The monocle on his face resting on the cheeks of his malicious grin.

“I’ll take your silence and pink cheeks as a bashful yes.” He now says more excitedly.

Your hands now gripping the cane that's held to your neck not strong enough to push away he grins one last time now giving you a rough kiss unsurprising to you with the aggression. Now losing his grip on the cane you push back not breaking the kiss forcing him to fall on the bed.

“Oh my dear how hilarious of you to think you can overcome me.”

You glare at his cocky face when he flips you on your stomach. He pulls down your pants revealing your underwear as he then sets his cane next to him. Setting his hand on your head he smashes your face in the bed slightly smothering you. With your pants down and face in the bed unable to see you feel a slap on your ass. It doesn't feel like a hand.. But his cane?! Thinking to yourself you go on to think about how this demon sure does love his cane. I wonder what else he could possibly use it for… Feeling your ass get raw from each smack your moans increase well you grip the duvet on the bed. Letting go of your head you jerk it up. The stealthy man has his cane against your throat once again, this time a bit harder causing you to gasp. Your head spins, what the fuck. WHAT THE FUCK! You scream in your head, why can't you speak. Where is Charlie, Vaggie, even fucking Angel Dust?! The cane is released from your neck and brings you back into the moment gasping for breath trying to catch it.

“Alastor.. You..” You choke out softly.

Leaning over you he cups one hand around your face turning your head slightly enough to feel a tinge of a stretch. Stabling himself with his other hand at his side he leans to your ear. For a moment all you hear is static.

“Oh what a good show you are putting on. Might I say a temporary cure to my boredom.”

For some reason you blush harder. Feeling your panties begin to drip. Dammit you didn't realize how horny this got you. He removed the cup hand around your face now gliding his hands down your back till it reached your butt. He pulls your panties down making you release a sound of embarrassment and shock. You didn't take such a powerful demon like him to be so... Horny. He slips his fingers into your wet crotch. Planting your face back into the bed as the pleasure takes over your body, his fingers begin to move. He curls them up just right to hit the perfect angle. Alastor lets out a chuckle as your body tightens. He pulls his fingers out and you can hear him licking them.

“What such a unique taste for a demon, a satisfying quench for my thirst you could say.”

With your face still buried in the bed and your hearing amplified, the sound of a zipper being undone rings in your ears. Before you have time to process you feel something hard rubbing against your wet slit. Oh god you haven't felt this good in so long, maybe this place really is your salvation. The tip of his dick slips in you. A muffled gasp escapes your mouth. He keeps pulling it in and out just teasing you with his tip.

You lift your head up “More.. please.. I promise.. To put on.. A show to re-remember.” you mumble.

“Of course my dear as long as a wonderful performance is done!” He snickers and grins.

Finally shoving his cock in you all the way you moan, hoping it wasn't too loud to be heard through the door. He grabs your hips, digging his hands into your sides thrusting. For some reason his static groans drive you to slam your body on his dick. He lets out a deep groan, almost monstrous one could say. He pulls out once again teasing your wet pussy.

“My my what is the point of a show if you cant see the expressions that define the emotions!” Alastor says well you hear a crack of his neck. He grabs your wrist and turns you on your back.

“Darling it's a pleasure to see that face again.” He says with a unique seductive tone.

His hand wraps around your neck. Damn this guy loves to have you in his grip. He straddles you with his knee and slips back into you. Never once does his cocky grin leave his face. It's terrifying yet somehow exhilarating. A smile creeps upon your face, giving the overlord a mimicking look. He burst into laughter, not stopping from giving you pleasure. You grab the wrist of the hand that's choking you. You dig your nails into him as you feel your body succumb to ecstasy.

“F-Fuck!” You gasp well, widening your eyes. A new expression crosses his face, one of satisfaction you could say.

“What a mighty good show darling. I’ll have to come by again when I'm feeling bored.” He says gripping your throat harder as he cums in you, static ringing in your ears. The demon pulls out zipping up his pants brushing himself off as if he had dust on his clothing. He sticks his hand out well and his cane snaps into its rightful place. He bows and opens the door ready to exit.

“Farewell darling.” He says, closing the door behind him as he leaves.

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justwearthegoddamncardigan · 4 months

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could you possibly do a platonic gladers thing where reader was the first to come out of the box? like they came up with the note like teresa but “the first” if that makes sense 😭 anyway the reader is just sort of a parental figure to everyone? whatever gender you’d like to put and scenarios, the thought just popped in my head. ofc do this only if you’d like to!! pls don’t feel obligated!! love ur work <333 /p

HI LOVE THIS!! Thank you for the request ❤

Everyone loves Y/n

Platonic gladers x gender neutral!reader, set during tmr (movieverse)

3k - longish fic but worth it if you love platonic love 🫶

Warnings: discussions of Newt's suicide attempt; but more like the recovery after it, still please take care everyone, also language warning

1. Alby

You're the first one. Welcome.

You stuff the crinkled note back in your pocket just as you've done so many times before, re-examining it and hoping for some clue as to why you're stuck in here alone.

Except- you're not alone anymore.

The boy stands beside the Box, staring around the same way you did when you first climbed out, exactly 30 days ago.

Come on, Y/n. Time to go. You take a deep breath, resolving yourself, and you step out from where you'd been standing hidden in the trees.

The guy notices you immediately and takes a defensive stance, understandably hostile and scared. "Who are you? Don't come any closer!"

"Woah, hey," you raise your arms nonthreateningly, continuing to move slowly towards him. "It's alright."

"Where am I?" demands the boy.

"To be honest, I haven't got a clue," you tell him. "But you've got no idea how happy I am to see you."

His eyes narrow. "What?"

You shrug. "I thought I'd be alone here, forever."

At his silence, you continue. "So I've been here for a month. I was sent up in this Box, like you, with a bunch of resources and... hey, they've sent more stuff," you say happily, peering into the Box.

"Alright listen man," you say. "I don't really have answers for you, but I did start developing a routine for how to live here, and I'd love for us to work together."

The boy holds your gaze for a second, before giving a single nod.

You let out a sigh of relief. "Great, wonderful. I'm Y/n, by the way." You stick out your hand to shake. "Oh- memories. Your name is all you get, everything else is gone. But hey, let's make new memories here, together." You flash a cheesy grin and clap the guy on the shoulder.

You don't know how someone conveys sarcasm in a single look, but the new guy manages it just fine.

2. Minho

"Here, this way- shit."

You turn the corner and see the wall sliding into place, sealing off your exit.

"Which way now?" asks Minho, fear evident in his voice.

"Uh- that was already my backup route," you say honestly, backing away from the closed wall. "Just follow me, we'll find another way back."

You start down a lane, moving faster now, admittedly guessing your way through the paths and taking turns on instinct, aiming for the vague direction of the Glade.

Somewhere across the Maze a Griever lets out a screech.

"Yeah, okay," you mutter. Shuck. "In here, quickly," you direct, pushing Minho ahead into a smaller lane.

"Alright, here's the deal." You squat down, forcing Minho down with you, and keeping your voice low. "If I'm right, we're close to the Glade now. There should be a right turn at the end of the path next to us now, then a left and a straight shot back to the Glade."

"What if you're not right?" hisses Minho, wincing at the Griever's screech.

"Then we're dead," you say flatly. "Cause that Griever's in the same direction we're going. By the sound of it, we'll be running the path right beside it's lane."

"What."

"Look, Minho. Do you trust me?"

He hesitates, before; "Yes, fine. Let's go."

You shoot him a grin, patting his shoulder. "Perfect. Follow me, stay close."

You run through the route you'd explained to Minho, feeling your blood chill as you get closer to the Griever, its screeches becoming deafening.

You turn to check on Minho, who gives you a firm nod despite the terror you can see in his eyes.

The two of you turn into the final stretch, separated from the Griever by a single wall, and you sprint back to the Glade, heart pounding in your chest.

You collapse into the grass, breathing heavily as Minho falls in beside you.

"What the hell happened to you two?" demands Alby, running up to you and Minho.

You sit up. "Maze changed, and there was a Griever near the Glade," you explain. "Too near."

"Bloody hell," says Newt, hands balanced on his hips. "Are you sure this was a good idea?"

So far you and Alby have been the only people to enter the Maze. Today was meant to be a beginner's run for Minho, your newest Glader and technically the Greenie even though he's never acted like it. You wanted to build a team of Runners, to see if more people could help with searching for an exit.

You look to Minho, still bent over in the grass. "Let's talk in the hut," you say, patting his arm.

"What did you think?" you ask, after you've both gotten water and a few minutes to let the adrenaline fade.

Minho flicks his gaze up at you, before dropping it. "I freaked out. I don't think I'm cut out for this Runner klunk."

You hum softly, tapping on the table Gally had lovingly built and sanded until it shone. "Do you think everyone was immediately good at their jobs?"

"Running is different," responds Minho, dodging the question.

"You were fast," you say. "I think you'd beat any of us in a race if we bothered to test it out. And you've got a level head, which is the most important thing when you're in the Maze."

You lean forward. "But you also need the guts to set foot in the Maze in the first place. And Minho, you were the first volunteer to run with me today. That's exactly the bravery we need in Runners."

You're met with silence. "If I asked you to be a Runner," you say quietly. "Would you say yes?"

"You could be asking the wrong person," hedges Minho.

"I don't think so," you say.

"I- why? Why me?"

"Because I believe in you," you say simply. "I think you could do it."

The silence stretches as you wait for Minho's response. Then; "Okay, I'll do it." He gives you a nod, expression resolving.

You sit back, a mock-thoughtful expression on your face. "I mean, I said if I asked you, this was really more hypothetical-"

"Y/n, I swear-"

You let out a laugh, and Minho rolls his eyes at you, grinning.

3. Newt

Overtime, the Gladers have grown into a wider community, with new jobs and groups slowly added.

Alby steps into the leader position and you move into your gardening job, as well as mentoring the Medjacks on the side. You tend to pick up a little of every job, passing what you know to newly formed groups until they can develop on their own.

Minho's grown far beyond what you could have expected from him, moving on to memorising routes, constructing a scarily detailed Map, and hand-picking the new Runners.

Newt becomes a Runner too, and you almost lose him.

They're some of the worst memories you'll ever have, that day Minho ran in in the freezing morning, screaming for help. The Medjack hut was finished literally a day before, and the Medjacks themselves were barely trained to patch up the Slicers. So everyone turned to you... And you were so, so, out of your depth.

You'd built a temporary brace for your own twisted ankle from your first month alone in the Glade, but for this you were completely unqualified and unprepared.

It’s been months now, with Newt slowly healing overtime. You worked with the Medjacks to set up a few movement drills, but it’s been painstakingly slow progress.

“I want to try walking again.”

You lift your gaze to Newt in the dark. “Now?”

“I wanna go outside.”

You hesitate.

“Come on, Y/n, I barely got five steps in today before Jeff made me sit down again. I’m fine, I promise.”

“You’re fine when the Medjacks say you’re fine,” you reply.

“The Medjacks don’t know shit,” retorts Newt. “They’re just making stuff up as they go. That’s what we’ve all been doing.”

“I trust them,” you say steadily. “Alby and I chose them for a reason.”

“Y/n, can you please just let me outside.”

You let out a breath. “Fine. Take your crutches.”

You don’t go far; the ground is too uneven and the crutches slip in the grass. You end up dropping them near the top of a hill.

“Here, let’s sit.”

You reach a hand out to Newt, which he thankfully takes, letting you help him down so you’re both lying back on the grass, facing up at the night sky.

“It was a good idea,” you say, breaking the silence. “I get why you wanted to come out.”

"Yeah," says Newt. He jerks his chin upwards. “The stars, they’re what I’m here for.”

You tip your head back, following Newt’s eye line. “You know, my first night here, I hadn’t built a place to sleep. I just lay on the ground like this, looking up at the stars.”

Newt shifts, moving one hand to point upwards. "I recognise most of the constellations," he tells you.

"Really?"

"Yep. That's Orion, right there. And over there is Gemini. And that star is Sirius, in Canis Major."

You search your mind for a hint of a memory, trying to call up knowledge you might have had before being put here.

"It's all bullshit," says Newt.

You turn to him in surprise.

"The stars," he says, still staring upwards. "None of them should be arranged like that, the constellations wouldn't be that close, or even in the same area, if this was real."

"Oh," you say, voice soft.

Newt lets out a flat laugh. “I don’t know why they let me keep this knowledge, when they’ve taken everything else away.”

He sits up, eyes flicking down to you. “…sorry.”

You shake your head, sitting up and turning to face him. “It’s okay. I’d rather you say this stuff than keep it bottled up.”

“Right,” says Newt. “I guess we should… get back to the hut.”

Neither of you move to get up.

“Newt,” you say. You face forward, resting your arms loosely around your knees.

”Yeah?”

“Please stay with us,” you say, voice quiet. You turn to him, letting go of your legs to gently take his hands. “We need you, I- we- okay, let me just-” You take a deep breath. “Listen, we’re gonna get out of here some day. And I want to sit with you under real skies, with real stars, so you can tell me each and every constellation you see. Cause I know your nerdy ass studied all of them in another life, and I don’t know, when we run out, we can just... make up new ones? I think that’s something I want to do with you.”

“Yeah, okay- yes. Okay.” Newt’s eyes are wet, and he squeezes your hands right back.

“And talk to us,” you continue. “When you’re struggling, or hurting, or… anything. Just talk to us, Newt. Please. We need you, and we care about you, so much.”

“I’ll try, I’m trying.”

“That’s all I’m asking,” you say.

“God, okay,” you start, after staying there under the stars for a while. “Look at us. Let’s get back in the hut, c’mon.”

You help him up, handing him his crutches.

“So, we’re trying,” you say, looking Newt in the eye.

“Yes, we’re trying.”

You get the smallest of smiles from him, and count it as the biggest win.

4. Gally

"First he breaks all our rules, then he tries to convince us to abandon them entirely? These rules have held us together for years, why are we questioning them now?"

You frown slightly, taking in Gally's words from your seat at the back of Council Hall.

"If Alby was here, he'd agree with me, and you know it."

You watch pain flicker across Newt's face for a second, before he speaks. "Let's take a break. I want Minho, Gally, and Y/n in here, the rest of you just give us ten minutes."

As the others clear out, you join the three in the centre of the room.

"Newt, this really isn't complicated. That shank broke our rules, and he needs to be punished," says Gally.

Newt sighs, and you notice how tired he looks. He needs Alby. "You're not wrong, Gally, but..."

"Y/n, what are you thinking?" asks Minho, jerking his chin at you as Newt trails off.

You raise your eyebrows. "You know I have no say in this, Min. I'm not a Keeper, or any kind of leader. I'm pretty much just here to watch the meetings."

"Seriously, Y/n?"

"Fine," says Newt. "Then suppose we're asking you as friends asking a friend, not as a council leaders or Keepers."

"I don't-"

"Just speak, Y/n," says Gally exasperatedly.

"I- alright, the idea that Newt's having right now, mine's the same."

"Well, we'd love to hear it from your mouth," says Minho drily.

"Yeah Y/n, what am I thinking?" Newt crosses his arms, lifting a brow.

You sigh. "Punish Thomas for breaking the rules, but make him a Runner."

"You can't be serious," says Gally immediately.

Newt shrugs. "They're right, that's what I was thinking."

"I'm down to train him," says Minho. "I think he'd make a good Runner."

"Good. Call the Council back in then, we'll make the announcement."

"You're making a mistake," says Gally angrily. "Tell the others without me." He storms out as the rest of the Keepers file in.

"Gally-"

"Nah, Fry."

"I got him," you say, nodding at Frypan.

"You're alright," you whisper as you brush past a stressed-looking Thomas. You squeeze his shoulder reassuringly, and he gives you a small smile of gratitude.

You shut the door behind you, chasing Gally down as he storms into his hut.

"Gally wait-"

"I don't want to hear it, Y/n."

He slams his door shut, closing you out. You sigh, and let yourself in.

"Get out of my hut, Y/n."

"Stop, Gally," you say sharply. "Just listen."

Miraculously, he stays quiet, leaning back on the wall and crossing his arms.

"I... I know you're scared, Gally."

"What-"

"Oh my god, just hear me out," you huff, rolling your eyes. "Okay, so yes, we just got attacked by Grievers, right here in the Glade. And yeah, it's probably linked to Thomas. And- yes, making him a Runner and letting him pretty much just fuck around and find out could put us in danger. ...But he's also the closest we've ever been to understanding the Maze and this whole place. I think he's the key to getting us out of here."

You sit down on Gally's bed, gesturing for him to sit down beside you. He lets out a huff, but reluctantly takes a seat.

You look him in the eye. "Gally I've been here for three years, and it's great. We've built a structure, a life, a goddamn society. But I really, really want to see the outside world."

Gally scrubs a hand over his face, dropping his gaze. "Yeah, I know, Y/n. I'm just- I'm trying to keep everyone safe. Newt and Minho are blinded by this hope, they're believing too much in one guy who's been here for literal days."

"I know, I know. But we need to take that risk, if we want to get out of here, alright?"

Gally sighs, then nods. "Yeah, fine."

"I'm gonna help Thomas, and Newt and Minho in whatever plans they make."

You hold out your fist. "Promise me you'll follow the plans we make, and stick with us. Don't... you know, make your own group and stay here and get killed, or whatever you were planning to do."

Gally rolls his eyes at you, and reluctantly brings his fist up to knock against yours, following through with the handshake the two of you used to do after building something, back when you used to help out with the other jobs. "Yeah, yeah, we get it Y/n. You've been here the whole time, you know us sooo well, you can read our minds."

You grin widely. "Damn right I can."

5. Thomas (everyone loves Y/n)

"Do you think this'll work?" asks Thomas, chewing on his lip worriedly.

"Of course it will," you say. "Have a little faith in your plan, Thomas. You don't need approval from me."

Thomas huffs out a laugh. "Thanks. It's nice to hear you're confident, though."

You raise your eyebrows, smiling a little confusedly. "I mean, I'm glad my support motivates you."

Thomas squints his eyes at you. "Y/n, you know you're like... super respected, right?"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, everyone looks up to you. You don't notice the way people turn to you in tense situations and stuff? You're kinda like an understated leader, I guess."

"Ah, right." You smile at him. "It's cause I was the first person here, which I do get credit for, I don't know why. Totally underserved, Alby's the one who built this place."

"Bullshit." You turn in surprise as Minho walks in, Newt following behind him.

"What?"

"Undeserved credit, my ass," says Minho, crossing his arms. "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be a Runner."

"Yeah," says Newt, coming over to your side. He props an elbow on your shoulder, grinning at the frown you send him. "And you know what," he says quietly. "If it wasn't for you, I might not even be here."

You smack his arm. "Don't even say-"

"Gally, tell Y/n we love them," interrupts Minho.

"Huh?" Gally lifts a brow, before nodding. "Yeah, everyone loves you, man. Don't take it personally. If it wasn't for you, I probably wouldn't even be on board with this plan right now."

"Ugh-" you pinch the bridge of your nose.

Thomas leans in. "Told you so."

"God, let's just do the plan. Let's go, everybody out," you say hurriedly, shoving Newt out, ignoring Minho's snickers.

You stand between Minho and Gally as Thomas and Newt explain the plan to the Gladers, feeling yourself surrounded by friends; family.

Time to get out of here.

The end chapter is cheesy but I love it thank you for reading <3333

#the maze runner #platonic gladers x reader #alby x reader #minho x reader #newt x reader #gally x reader #thomas x reader #my writing

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faeriichaii · 4 months

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hiii! Hope you're doing well <3 if it's not much trouble could I request Legolas x reader where the ring fellowship one night stopped at some kind of inn to rest, and reader happens to be a musician that performed there that night and catches the interest of Legolas??you can make up the rest of the plot !Thank you 🫶🫶

Music to My Ears ~ Legolas x Reader

A/N: Hii thank you for asking I'm doing fine atm <33 I hope you're doing all right as well! Thank you so much for requesting!! I love the idea and I really hope you love the story :) Ngl I even listened to like some tavern ambience stuff to really get into the groove haha

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Warnings: fluff, mention of alcohol (Just a bit cause Gimli) ࿐ྂ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Words: 1.3k ࿐ྂ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Request: Yes (Thank you <33) ࿐ྂ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ A'maelamin ~ My Beloved ࿐ྂ

Summary: A trip to the tavern results in you not just winning new fans over with your music, but also winning the heart of a certain elven prince.

Rain was pouring down as you walked through the busy streets, trying to find your destination. Stopping in front of a wooden building, you look up towards the sign that read ‘The King’s Head’. Entering through the door, you were greeted by loud laughter and chatter from various customers, who sat at their tables to take a relaxing break after their hard days. You have been working as a musician for quite a while and moved from one place to another, making a name for yourself on the way. “Welcome to ‘The King’s Head’. What can I get ya?” A woman asked you, as she mustered you from head to toe with a smile. Realization dawned upon her as she started to recognize you. “Hello, I am here for the performance of the night. Do you maybe know where my room is, so I can leave my baggage there and prepare myself?” Nodding brightly, the woman walked behind the bar counter, got a set of keys and signed you to follow her up the stairs.

“(Y/N) it is an honour to have you play for us tonight!” You smile at her, before she started to open the door for you. “I am happy for the invitation to play my song in this lovely tavern.” At that the woman grins, handing you the keys and leaving you alone in the room. It was a small room with a small wooden bed on the right side and a bedside table. You put your bag on the bed, before taking out your violin, strumming it and playing a few notes before leaving the room. While walking out the door you bump into the back of someone. “Oh- Excuse me I didn’t watch where I was going.” You say, before continuing to walk down to start your performance, not noticing the gaze of a certain elven prince linger on your disappearing figure.

Taking your place on the small makeshift stage, the waitress from before appeared again. Clapping twice into her hands, she silences the tavern. Now that the attention was set on the both of you, she stepped aside a little to introduce you warmly. “Dear guests, please welcome the star of the night, (Y/N)!” Claps and cheers filled the space, as you put your violine in its right place and began with your most known song. People started to stand up, taking others hands and began to dance around happily while laughing and chatting with glee. Some even started to sing with you, almost as if they knew your songs by heart like you did.

Letting your gaze wander across the tavern, you notice an intriguing party at one of the tables. Four hobbits were dancing around the table, while a dwarf laughed loudly with a pint of ale in his hand. Beside him sat two men, one who you knew as the strider. You two once met in a tavern a few months ago and conversed for a bit, sharing stories of your adventures, leading you two to become somewhat acquaintances. However, the other man is unknown to you. His long white hair was braided at the sides, making him reveal his pointy ears. A smile spreads on your lips as you catch his eyes staring at you, making him quickly turn his attention towards his smaller companion.

After a few more songs you take a quick break, to hydrate yourself and grab some food that the waitress prepared for you. Looking around the full tavern, you spot an empty seat beside Aragorn and decide to approach the table. “Is this seat taken?” You ask him with your plate in one hand and the drink in the other. “Long time no see (Y/N). I see you have really made yourself a name.” He smiles at you, before pulling out the chair. “What brings you here on this stormy night Strider?” “We are on an important journey, however I can’t really tell you more.” You look around the table, stopping at the ethereal looking elf beside him.

“Let me introduce you to the company. The hobbits dancing around are Merry and Pippin. Big fans of yours apparently. And these two are Sam and Frodo.” The both opposite of you give you a small wave, before continuing to eat, meanwhile the two dancing around stand beside you with pleading eyes. “Are you going to perform ‘The Elfin Knight’? It’s one of our favourites!” “How can I say no, now that you have asked me so nicely.” You smile at them, before they skip away. “My half-drunk friend is called Gimli and this,” Aragorn stops a moment to scoot back with his chair, so you can clearly see the man beside him. “This is Legolas.” You smile at him softly. “Pleased to make your acquaintance (Y/N).” “The pleasure is all mine.” Staring into his brown eyes you notice a golden swirl around them, making them look like the purest form of jewels. “Legolas just told me how much he enjoyed the songs you played so far.” You giggle at the confession and see a gentle smile grace the elven princes beautiful face, making him look almost like an actual angel.

“I will grab something from the bar.” Aragorn says, before disappearing into the crowd of people. Taking the now empty spot beside you, Legolas leans towards you. “Your music is very capturing. Can you maybe even play a song from the elven realms?” “I’m sure I will be able to play a song just for you.” He chuckles at that, making your heart melt on the spot at the soft sound. “I hold you to that promise.” His hand delicately brushes against yours for a split second, making you feel just a little bit warmer. Focusing your gaze on his eyes once more, you gasp softly at the warmth that radiates from them. “You have really beautiful eyes.” You remark, melting at the way they crinkle when he lets out a light laugh. “I think your eyes might shine more like mine. They look like they could rival against any star in the dark night sky.” A pink tinge accompanies your face at his heartfelt compliment.

After you finished your dinner, as well as your lovely chat with the elf, you fulfilled the wishes of Merry, Pippin and Legolas with the last few songs of the night. Grabbing the money for your performance from the waitress, you prepare to go back to your room for the night. However, before you get a chance to leave, the elven prince approaches you once more. “I really loved your performance.” “Thank you very much. Does this mean I can count you as one of my admirers now?” You ask him teasingly. “I think I might actually now be your number one admirer.” He responses while taking your hand in his. “It is quite sad that your performance is already over and the chances are slim that you might want to join our company, right?” “Even if I wish to join you and your friends on the journey, I sadly can’t. I am not really good with weapons and won’t be of good use to you.” A slight sadness washes over his face, however it dissipates as quickly as it came. Suddenly he gently pulls your hand towards his lips, giving it a kiss. Heat floods your cheeks at the sweet gesture. “I hope to meet you again sometime A’maelamin.” With these last words, he leaves your side and takes a part of your heart with him.

Weeks pass and you are once again playing your songs in a small tavern in a new village. The newest edition of your songs called ‘A lovely pool of honey’ Your eyes travel across the various dancing people until they spot a very familiar company at the table. Setting for a familiar set of honey kissed brown eyes, you smile brightly while your heart once again flows with warmth and love for the song you wrote for your one ethereal elven muse.

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01/21/2024 Crew Recap

Well holy shit all.

We finally fucking did it! We hit 75,000 signatures! That's crazy! The next goal line is literally twice that, and I know it seems daunting but don't give up, the more we get the more we show how much people want OFMD picked back up! We don't have to make that goal to show how passionate we are, we already have!

I know it feels like we've been doing this forever (12 days can you believe it?) but the scuttlebutt around deck is that we are making waves, and it's good to keep up the engagements so studio execs can see just how much we care!

We've been kicking ass on the #AdoptOurCrew hashtag on twitter and other platforms

===Articles===

I'm starting with articles tonight because this first one is phenomenal so please read it, it's by our very own @celluloidbroomcloset who if you follow them, you know their analysis is top notch. If it doesn't give you hope I don't know what will!

Our Flag Means Death And The Fight For Queer Joy

Cancelled Max Show Fans Utilize Netflix Billboard Trend, Creator Responds to Campaign Efforts

=== CREW KUDOS ===

We've had SO MUCH to be proud of about the last almost 2 weeks (oh my god I still cant believe it's been that long). Our efforts have been coming to fruition in a thousand different ways! Here's a couple more!

=First up, is the Fandom Project!=

As always thank you to @renewasacrew and in this case @tealknives and everyone else involved in this particular project for all your hard work!

Twitter / Tumblr

CW: FLASHING LIGHTS/ COLORS

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=Next up, Cool Descriptions of all of you=

Thanks to @aproperpirate on Twitter for putting this together:

Just some cool descriptions of how unhinged we've all been, and I think you should be incredibly proud!

==How To Help==

Since this section has gotten to be a bit long, I'm separating it out into a separate post -- please go here for the details of the day that will be kept updated whenever I'm awake.

Here's the HOW TO HELP SECTION please visit it!

=Cast and Crew News=

Samba had a baby!

Also, Errol Shand (Ricky) has just been promoting the crap out of SaveOFMD Stuff on his IG so I just had to shout out to him here. What a guy.

=Cross Fandom Watch Party!=

Looks like there's gonna be some cross fandom watch parties on twitter you're welcome to tune in for Jan 23-26 on twitter. They'll be watching good omens in an effort to try and get engagement up with PrimeVideo. It sounds like it'll be similar to the LubeAsACrew but with Good Omens fans! Thank you to @Dandeebakes on Twitter for getting these organised!

Hashtags to use: #PirateOmens #AdoptOurCrew #SaveOFMD, and helps to @PrimeVideo

=== Contests ===

Looks like there's a contest for 2023 Reader's Choice Performer Of the Year, and you can go vote over here:

=Other Platform Recaps!=

It's been brought to my attention there are some other recaps going on on various platforms, feel free to check them out!

Twitter: @Mytabsclosed

Website: omfd-crew.com

These lovely folks have a full week wrap up if you wanna check it out here!

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A wonderful note from @RedsiesWorld on Twitter, something to remember is we are in fact fighting for our crews jobs as well (not just s3) and you're kicking ass!

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So all in all, 12 days of Polite Menacing has been BAT SHIT INSANE and every one of you should feel super fucking proud of all the hard work. This is a break checkpoint however ---PLEASE TAKE A BREAK IF YOU NEED IT (or even if you don't think you do). It's super important you take care of yourself! No one on the crew is going to be upset or disappointed that you took a break! We all are contributing in our own ways, so no need to worry if you're not doing the same as someone else! You are doing plenty!

Remember:

Drink Plenty of Water (Hydrate!)

Eat something good for you!

Get Some Sleep!

Do something Creative that makes you happy!

Go outside for a few minutes! (weather permitting)

Shit is hard, life's a dick, but you are stronger and more capable than you can possibly imagine, and you've got 10's of thousands of people out here rooting for you. All the love folks, wherever you are, whatever you're doing. You are wonderful and you are enough <3

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Tonight's random Rhys picture is what I can only assume is Murray getting a leaf blower blown in his face. You're welcome.

#ofmd #our flag means death #save ofmd #renew as a crew #save our flag means death #rhys darby #renew ofmd #hoist the ads #finish our stories #adopt our crew #ofmd fandom #ofmd daily recap #ofmd daily recaps

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Watch the 2024 American Climate Leadership Awards for High School Students now: https://youtu.be/5C-bb9PoRLc

The recording is now available on ecoAmerica's YouTube channel for viewers to be inspired by student climate leaders! Join Aishah-Nyeta Brown & Jerome Foster II and be inspired by student climate leaders as we recognize the High School Student finalists. Watch now to find out which student received the $25,000 grand prize and top recognition!

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Guardian Angel

Chapter 6: Compound Living

Summary: Your recovery continues in the Avengers Compound. You open up to Wanda about your past and have a heart-to-heart that may lead to something more for the both of you.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2.5k

A/N: Sorry for the delay! The next chapter of Guardian Angel will most likely be posted after the holidays. I hope you enjoy!

Guardian Angel Masterlist

If you had to stare at another cup of jello, you might just scream. After being stuck in the Med Bay for two weeks, you were craving something sweet from the shop. You were surprised that the food wasn't better given that Stark could have brought up filet mignon if he wanted to. You were extremely grateful that you were finally leaving the Med Bay today, even though you weren't going far.

Wanda would be here shortly to help you move into her old room in the compound. The redhead had been coming to visit you almost every day when she wasn’t at home with the boys. It was the highlight of your day when she walked through your door and brought some much-needed color and personality to your plain old Med Bay room.

Every moment spent with Wanda you learned something new. Her childhood and the happy memories she had of Pietro, despite the struggles they faced growing up in war-torn Sokovia. She waxed poetically about her parents. How her father would bring home American sitcoms that she fell in love with while simultaneously learning English. The Chicken Paprakish her mother lovingly prepared.

Despite all the information you had learned about her and everything she knew about you, you still felt like you were holding back. You couldn’t miss the look she gave you when Dr. Cho said she couldn’t reach your parents, but you were too scared to mention the kiss you had shared when you first woke up after the accident. You feared that Wanda would dismiss it as a mistake caused by your shared vulnerability. However, you knew you couldn't avoid it forever.

Dr. Cho and Banner entered your room, interrupting your thoughts. "You're all set," said Dr. Cho, handing you your discharge papers and aftercare instructions. "Remember, your first follow-up appointment is on Friday."

“Thank you both so much. I'm really grateful,” you said, choking up.

“Okay, who’s ready to bust out of this joint?” Wanda announced pushing in a wheelchair.

Oh great, my driver is here," you joked, wiping your eyes before Wanda could see. "Will you ever stop treating me like a baby? I've made significant progress in my recovery thanks to the cradle.”

“Not a chance,” helping you shift from the bed into the wheelchair.

*^~^*

“Steve, Bucky, and Sam are at your apartment getting your stuff and Natasha should be back from the Candy Bar any minute with an update from Harper on the shop,” rolling you down the hall and into the elevator. “Because you can’t just rest and let yourself heal, you have to be a workaholic,” Wanda mumbled.

"I have never missed a day of work, not even when I had a fever of 102," you proudly declared.

Wanda sighed and said, "I'm sorry Y/N, but I don't think that's the kind of flex you think it is.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Maximoff," said FRIDAY.

“Oh, my God!” You exclaimed. “Who is that person?” If you could stand up from the wheelchair, you would have.

"Relax, it's only FRIDAY," Wanda said as she laid a hand on your shoulder.

“What?”

“Tony's AI interface is integrated into every function in the compound and can provide assistance with any needs.”

“I notice that you have a guest, Ms. Maximoff.”

“Yes, FRIDAY. This is Y/F/N Y/L/N. She’s going to be staying with us for a bit in my old room.”

Welcome Ms. Y/L/N. Please let me know if you need assistance.

“Hi FRIDAY, it’s nice to meet you too.”

“She’ll be your new best friend,” Wanda joked.

“Stark really can do anything,” you said.

The elevator stopped as FRIDAY announced your arrival in the living quarters. Doors opened to a stunning common area, leaving you speechless. Needless to say, it was much nicer than your apartment.

"Welcome to the common room and the kitchen," Wanda said, as she led you through the room. "We usually keep some late-night snacks in the fridge, and if you ever need something sweet, I can show you where Clint keeps his stash of chocolate," she giggled.

"This is amazing," you say, your eyes wandering around the room.

“What did you expect?”

“I don’t know. I mean, you hear rumors about the Avengers Compound, but you don’t know if it’s true. Oh my god! Look at that plasma screen TV! A Ps5!” Squealing like a little kid.

“Yes, when they're not working, you'll find the boys and some of the younger ones gathered around that ridiculous thing.

“I want to play!”

“Y/N, you only have one good arm.”

“So, I could still play! Call out moves,” you pleaded as Wanda rolled her eyes.

“Tony’s lab is down that corridor to the left. He’s usually in there tinkering away at all hours of the night until Pepper comes and gets him.” Wanda continues to roll you down a separate hallway, “Team bedrooms are down this way.”

You passed a few doors before coming to a stop. “This is my room,” gently opening the door and pushing you inside.

“Wow, Wanda, this is awesome.”

If you walked in a forest at first light, if you let the awakening green hues into your soul, that would be the sense that was her bedroom. There was a calmness, a serenity, a feeling of optimism. The same feelings you felt whenever she was in your presence.

“Thank you. It’s not as fancy as some of my teammates' rooms, but I loved it,” helping you out of the wheelchair and onto the bed. “I did my best to make it my safe space. So no matter what was going on outside, no matter what happened out in the field, I could come home and find my peace of mind again.”

“That’s beautiful, Wanda.”

As you looked up, Natasha called out "Knock knock" from the doorway.

“Reporting back from the Candy Bar, boss,” Nat said walking towards you.

“Oh God, I’m almost afraid to ask.”

“Relax, everything is fine,” Nat said as she sat down on the edge of the bed. “That Harper girl has the shop running like a well-oiled machine.”

Thank goodness, you exclaimed. "Do we need anything? I could place an order from here," you said, reaching for your phone.

"Y/N, you shouldn't be working. Your number one priority should be your recovery," Wanda interrupted.

You simply grumbled at her response before turning back to the Black Widow.

“I called Harper and let her know you were coming. Is there any chance she didn’t fangirl over you when you arrived?”

“If you consider knocking over a jar of jelly beans and dropping some kid’s ice cream on the floor keeping her composure, then sure. She was very composed,” Natasha said.

You ran a hand down your face, imagining your best friend's clumsiness. You said, "Thank you, Natasha. I owe you one. I have been going crazy not being there. It was a relief to have someone in there to keep an eye on the place.

“No problem, Y/N,” patting your leg. “Oh, and one more thing,” bringing her other hand out from behind your back. “I brought you back a little something.” Holding up a bag from your shop. “Harper told me what you liked. The first rule of compound living - guard your snacks or they will be eaten by one of the boys,” handing you the bag.

“You’re the best! I’ve been craving some sweets from the shop,” taking the bag.

“I know,” Natasha smirked. “Second rule of compound living - I know everything.”

“It’s true,” Wanda confirmed.

“Delivery!” Sam called out as he walked into the room carrying a couple of boxes with Steve and Bucky trailing behind with boxes of their own.

“Wow, did you pack up the entire apartment?” Nat teased.

“We wanted to be prepared for every eventuality,” Bucky said. “We weren’t sure what Y/N would need.”

“Wow, thank you so much, you guys,” you said.

Steve said, "We'll be happy to help you unpack after our meeting with Hill," placing down the boxes.

I'll come with you guys," Nat said. "See you in a bit, Y/N.

“Bye,” you waved.

Wanda fluffed the pillow behind your back before sitting down on the bed next to you.

“Comfortable?”

“Yes, very much so.”

“Is there anything I can get you?”

“No, I’m alright for now,” a small yawn escaping your lips.

“I should let you get some rest,” rising from the bed.

“Wanda, wait,” placing a hand on her arm.

She turned back toward you, her face curious.

There's something I need to share with you. It's the reason why I'm here, recovering away from my family," you say, your gaze fixated on the soft comforter. "You see, my parents and I are not on good terms. We're estranged.”

Wanda’s face softened at the admission.

“My parents founded Onyx Petroleum in California in 1978. They're not exactly Tony Stark rich, but pretty close. Growing up, I always felt resentful towards them - they were never the kindest people in the world, and their wealth and status just made it worse. But once I started researching climate change and the impact of fossil fuels on our planet, everything changed. It was disgusting to see the sheer amount of pollution that Onyx Petroleum, one of the world's top five most polluting companies, was responsible for. And yet, despite all of this, they still don't seem to care even an iota. It's just not right.”

Wanda's calming hand on your thigh pulls you back into the present moment as you take a deep breath.

“Throughout my entire childhood, my parents never failed to remind me that one day I would inherit and run the family business. When I turned 18, they presented me with a legal document that would bind me to take over the company as the Chief Executive Officer after completing my college education. The mere thought of it was enough to make me feel physically ill,” you look down at your lap as you recount the painful memory. "I remember the day I told them that I would rather live on the street than work for their business," you said softly. "I had always dreamt of doing something that aligned with my values and passions, and I knew that working for them would compromise that. But they didn't take it well. The very next day, they cut me off and kicked me out of their lives. It was as if I had never existed to them." Your voice cracks a little as you finish your sentence, and you take a deep breath to steady yourself.

"Oh Y/N," she said, gently placing a hand under your chin and tilting your head up. Your eyes glistened with tears that threatened to spill over.

“I moved in with Harper,” wiping at your eyes. “I funded my college education using the savings I had accumulated over the years and pursued a degree in entrepreneurship. Upon graduation, I took a leap of faith and established the Candy Bar with Harper. It has been the saving grace of my life," you breathed out, feeling a sense of release from the burden that had been weighing you down.

Wanda didn't respond immediately. As you looked up, you saw tears shining in her eyes. "I am grateful that you trusted me enough to share all of this with me. I am so sorry that this was your reality."

“It was a long time ago. I’ve built a life and a business that I love, and I don’t think about it for the most part. But, when I heard Helen say that she couldn’t get a hold of my parents after the accident… I don’t know,” you trailed off.

“I understand that the accident must have brought up some painful memories for you. Trust me, I know firsthand how much courage it takes to face such buried trauma," she said, placing her hands gently on top of yours. "You're an incredible woman, and it's a shame that your parents aren't here to witness the amazing person you've become.

You nodded silently before meeting the gaze of the redhead. Those beautiful green eyes caught your attention once again.

“If you ever want to talk about this I’m always here, or I can talk to Bucky about introducing you to Dr. Raynor. She’s a terrific therapist.”

After thanking Wanda, you thought the conversation was over, but you could see her contemplating something. "What's wrong?" you asked her.

Oh, nothing. Nothing’s wrong. I just… I’ve felt so guilty about what happened between us after you woke up in the Med Bay,” struggling to get the words out. “I felt like I took advantage of you and how vulnerable we both were in that moment.”

"Oh, thank God you finally said something!" you exclaimed, relief washing over your voice.

“What do you mean?” A look of confusion on her face.

"I felt the same way, but I was too scared to say anything. I've been wanting to bring it up for two weeks, but I was afraid you would dismiss it as a mistake in the heat of the moment," you rambled. "Then I thought maybe the reason you weren't bringing it up is because you did think it was a mistake, and I didn't know--" Wanda cut you off by placing a finger over your lips.

“Shhh…”

You didn’t realize that you were out of breath.

"I like you, Y/N. It's the first time I've felt this way about anyone since Vision, and it scares me. From the moment I saw you in that cafe, I haven't been able to get you out of my mind, and then when I saw you in that car..." She started to choke up.

I know," you reassured her. "I haven't stopped thinking about you either. When I woke in the Med Bay and you were there," reaching up and stroking Wanda's cheek, "I knew I was going to be okay.

Wanda leaned into your palm as her eyes met yours.

“It wasn’t a mistake, Wanda.”

“No, it wasn’t.”

As she leaned forward, you could feel your heart racing with anticipation. Suddenly, her lips met yours again for the second time. It was a soft and tender kiss at first, but then you felt Wanda's hands gently cup your face, pulling you closer to her. You could sense a deepening urgency in her touch as her lips moved against yours with a newfound passion. In that moment, you forgot about everything else - your worries, fears, past, and future. All that mattered was the intimate moment you were sharing with Wanda. When you finally broke the kiss, your eyes met and you both knew that you had found something special in each other.

*^~^*

After their meeting, Steve, Bucky, and Sam kept their promise and returned to help you unpack. When Steve knocked on your door, there was no answer. Upon slowly opening the door, he discovered that you were sound asleep on the bed. Your good arm was wrapped around Wanda, who was peacefully dozing while snuggling up against your chest.

“Should we wake them?” Sam asked.

"No, let them sleep. We can start unpacking the boxes," suggested Steve.

You woke up a couple of hours later with the afternoon sun shining on your face. Wanda stirs slightly next to you.

"Hi," you muttered wearily.

"Hey," Wanda said while stretching and looking up at you.

“I guess we fell asleep.”

“It’s lunchtime. You should eat something. Let me grab you some food,” she said, looking at her watch.

“I'll come with you. I'm tired of being cooped up in rooms.”

As the two of you sat up in bed, your eyes widened in surprise as you took in the state of the room around you. You couldn't help but notice that all your belongings had been carefully unpacked and placed in their proper places, giving the space a neat and organized feel. The room was adorned with delicate fairy lights that cast a warm, inviting glow around the space, while a beautiful bouquet of flowers sat proudly on the coffee table, adding a touch of elegance and charm to the overall decor. It was evident that someone had taken great care and effort in decorating the room, and you couldn't help but feel grateful and touched by the thoughtful gesture.

“Um, can FRIDAY unpack boxes?” you asked

Wanda smirked and said, "I don't think she can." Then she added, "In case it isn't clear, I think the team likes you too, Y/N."

“Wow,” you were completely amazed.

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Not so innocent

Jung jaehyun x male reader

Hello everyone. Orecana here! I've written and post another fic for you guys to enjoy. Thank you to whoever read and support my fic so far. Love you guys.

Warning: this fic contains the following that may disturb you

Alpha beta Omega second genders

harsh sexualization

Sexual assault

Murder

Description of blood and gore

Pet names

Belly bulge and cum inflation

Most importantly, my first time writing a smut which will go extremely bad......

If any of the things listed above annoys the hell out of you, you are more than welcome to get the hell out of this fic and do something else.

Y/n is a young omega that has just recently transferred to neo academy, a prestigious school for talented individuals like himself.

Neo academy, is a prestigious school that will send an application letter to the most gifted individuals in the entire world.

He jumps happily as he looks at the academy in front of him, he can't believe it! It's like a dream come true.

He goes into the academy and is extremely happy and surprised on how luxurious everything is.

He goes into a room which he presumes to be the office, so that he could get his schedule and dorm key. However, that will have to wait a bit because the person behind the desk is currently talking to someone.

He waits until they're done and when the person turns around, y/n feels his heart beat faster.

The man is ridiculously handsome with brown hair and that sharp jawline. The alpha seeing y/n admiring him, sends him a wink before going out of the office.

Are you y/n l/n?

Y/n snaps out of his daze and looks at the direction of the woman.

Yes i am

The woman hands over his schedule and dorm key to him. The woman frowns when she sees his key.

Uh there's seems to be a problem with your key, I need to take a quick call.

The woman phones someone. When the called picked up, they engaged in a serious conversation. Y/n doesn't know what they were talking about because the woman used her magic to conceal her conversation, but he knows that it was not going well, seeing that the woman keeps rubbing her forehead with a permanent scowl on her face. She reluctantly stops the call before facing y/n.

It seems that the omega and beta dorms have all been booked, so the only available rooms are in the alpha dorms. I truly apologize for this.

Y/n smiles before holding the woman's hand which has his key.

Don't worry miss, I'll be fine. Besides you read my application form you should know what I can do that other omegas can't.

The woman seems to contemplate before remembering. She smiled at y/n before sighing.

Right... I totally forgot about that. Still try to stay safe, the majority of alphas there Don't really respect omegas.

Y/n only giggles as his once (eye color) eyes turn into purple ones.

Oh. They will turn into new people by the time I'm done with them.

He thanks the woman before leaving, the woman only smiles as she thinks.

"this boy.... Is really incredible."

Y/n looks at his schedule that also works as a map around the school. Biology first then lunch break then we can do extra courses and last but not least battlefield fighting.

He smiles at the last one, eyes turning blood red once again at the mention of fighting. As an omega, he was badly sexualized in the past by so many unruly alphas but today he can change that.

He stops in front of the biology classroom and knocks. *Knock knock*

Come in!

He enters into a full classroom with many students. They all turn towards him as he closes the door. The professor adjusts his glasses before looking at y/n.

Ah! Are you y/n l/n? Please have a seat in one of the empty chairs. You're not late at all, we're just starting.

He smiles at the professor's kindness before bowing and sitting in one of the empty chairs on the left.

Shortly after a few minutes though, he slowly begins to regret sitting there. The alpha near him keeps releasing his toxic pheromones onto him and it's making him lightheaded. Fortunately, a student sitting across from them seems to notice and alert the professor, which immediately groans and clog his nose, an action that most students there do as well.

Mr. Samuel... We would appreciate it that you don't stink the whole room with your pheromones.

That alpha only smile cockily as he slides his hands down y/n's waist. Y/n was shocked at the action. How dare he!

And what do you want me to do professor? I got a real delectable omega sitting next to me right now. How can I keep my hands to myself? Besides those hips and that asshole just looks like he's begging to be fucked.

Many students were shocked that he say stuff like that with no remorse, he discreetly tries to slide his hands into y/n's shirt so he could play with the nipples. Y/n was about to act when a fist made its way into the alpha's face.

The entire class was shocked and Samuel holds his face in pain as blood started to come out, dripping down his broken nose and lips. Y/n looks up at his savior to see the handsome man from before, his left fist was covered in blood.

He goes and holds the other man's knuckle and raises his palm. Everyone was wide eyed when y/n's absorbed the blood from the knuckle into his hand as he moans.

Ahhhhh.... (The relaxed moan) I haven't felt blood in my veins since ages ago.

He says this as he looks at Samuel who cowardly tries to run while injured.

Oh? Where are you going? Didn't you wanted to grope me and feel me? Why are you running away?

Y/n says these lines with the most sinister face everybody could of imagined, even the man from before was awestruck at such a personality.

Samuel ran out of the class.

Typical alphas. Always acting so tough on the outside, but a bloody coward on the inside.

He turns around and look at the professor.

Shall we resume class professor?

He says this with such the sweetest smile ever that everyone wondered on what the hell happened to the person they saw just now?

Eventually, the professor did resume class and all students listened. Even y/n, who was new to the school managed to answer some of the difficult questions, which made a lot of people in the class respect him.

It was lunch break and students were hurrying out of the classroom. Y/n was putting his books back into his bag when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He looks behind him to see that man.

Hey, wanna eat lunch with me?

Y/n could not believe his ears as he just stared at the alpha in front of him.

"this handsome god wants to hang out with me?!"

Y/n feels a blush coming on to his face as he mutters a weak "yes", which made the alpha smirks in satisfaction. The alpha leans into his ear as he whispers sultry.

My name's Jung jaehyun, baby~.

And boy did it make y/n squirms in his seat. His face flushed so hard it could be compared to a ripe tomato. Jaehyun smirks even more as he pats the Omega's shoulder.

I'll see you later at the cafeteria baby.

Once y/n hears the door shut behind him, he summons a concealment aura around him before screaming his lungs out.

"did he just got asked out by a hot guy? It feels like a dream come true."

He was smiling so happily as he imagines the alpha dreamy looks. He eventually snaps out of it and heads for the cafeteria.

When he reaches the cafeteria, he is even more awestruck. The whole cafeteria is divided to suit each person's personal taste on places they want to eat and the food there is absolutely divine. There are so many options to choose from though, y/n is at a lost on what he should eat.

Eventually, he decides to eat webfoot octopus with a side of iced milk tea. He has always enjoyed milk tea, to him it's like a special drink that will always make him relax.

Soon a boy is walking towards his table with a tray of his food.

Enjoy your food

He nods and quickly dig in.

Hey baby~

Y/n freezes, there's only one person with that voice.

Y/n: jaehyun? Is it you?

Jaehyun chuckles and sits down in the same table as y/n. They started talking about each other, from likes and dislikes to preferences.

One point during their talk, he could feel someone staring him down. He looks around him carefully, to see a lot of omegas staring him down. There were also alphas staring jaehyun down for being next to him.

He smirks as he looks at jaehyun, signalling him to come closer with his finger. Jaehyun lean in while chuckling.

I'm gonna make these omega and alpha drop their jaws, do you wanna help me?

And what are you gonna do baby?

Y/n pulls jaehyun closer to him before locking their lips together. Jaehyun, not even surprised immediately follow up by pushing his tongue into the other's mouth.

All the omegas and alphas watch them make out as some scream in anger while most are turned on.

They pulled away with saliva connecting their lips. They smirks at each other as y/n eyes turns purple yet again. Jaehyun notices this but doesn't act on it because he doesn't want the omega to be uncomfortable. He does think about others.

I'll see you later baby

The bell rings signaling the end of lunch break as most students grumble on their way to extra lessons. Y/n however don't have an extra class to participate in though. He did see a few request into certain classes but he's just not interested.

He decided to call it a day today by checking into his dorm room early. He goes into the alpha dormitory and scans his key card on the elevator. *Ding*

The elevator opens. He walks towards the dorm rooms counting them down while looking for his number.

500? Ah this must be it!

He uses his key to open the door. It went in!

He opens the door to a welcoming vibe as he drags his bag into the room and sit on the sofa in the living room. He decided to unpack early so he could get it done much faster and don't have to deal with it later.

Y/n takes a quick shower to relieve his stress and apply his favourite powder. This magical beauty product was always capable of making anybody the fairest by just a few pats on the face.

He looks at himself in the mirror, admiring his appearance.

I look so cute

He puts his make up product back in its place before he goes back into school for the last lesson.

Fighting.

When he arrived at the battlefield location, most of the students there has already fought. People noticed that he was here, some catcalled him because of black kimono he's wearing. It had a unique design of many Sakura flowers and burning spirits. The teacher approach him.

Hello y/n. Would you like to fight someone too?

He look around to find an alpha who is mocking everyone he fought.

Hah! You are so weak! Why did you even come to this academy, you bugs? Haha.

Y/n smirks as he found his target for the day.

I wanna fight him teacher!

Oh really? He is a bit strong tho, please be careful.

Y/n chuckles as he steps onto the stage. Once he was on the stage, he levitates off the ground and sits in the air in a meditating position.

(sth like this)

The alpha who he chose, smirks as he steps onto the stage as well.

Well well well, looks like another person have decided to challenge me. I have thought it would be a beta or an alpha, but it's a just an omega slut.

Most of the people in the battlefield feel disgusted as the alpha keeps talking about how useless omega is to society, only viable as a breeding tool for the whole society to use.

Y/n did not react at all, he just levitates there in the same position. The alpha slowly starts to get angry.

Oy, bitch! The hell are you ignoring me for?

Y/n didn't reply

You f***ing useless slut! Answer me!

Y/n didn't reply. The alpha got so angry that he goes in to hit y/n hard with his fist, until it collided with something in front of y/n's body that made a sickening crack to his hand.

Ahhhhhhh! My hand!

Y/n opens his eyes, his eyes were purple and he slowly drops onto the floor, walking slowly towards the alpha who tries to crawl back in fear.

How dare you insult the nature of my kind? Just because your kind is of higher stature, doesn't mean you can make fun of my people. The omegas...

People watch in fascination as y/n drags out a sword from the middle of his chest through his kimono as a glowing purple aura surrounds he stage.

SHALL SHINE ETERNAL!

He slashes with that sword as the alpha stops screaming. He sheaths the sword as the alpha lets out a large painful wail before collapsing.

He goes off the stage before going back to his dorm room not bothering to talk or look at anyone right now.

He unlocks his door and try to go in before someone grabs his arm. He pulls his arm away from the person before turning around with the deadliest glare ever. Jaehyun was scared shitless because of y/n. Once the omega see him tho, he softens a bit before pulling him in his room.

I'm sorry. I'm just mad.

Jaehyun only hugs y/n as he hugs him back.

Through a couple of days in the academy, y/n was a popular student among campus. He was the "his excellency the almighty Narukami ogosho god of thunder."

He has deepened his relationship with jaehyun and even met some of his fellow friends. He found himself getting along with taeyong the most, who was like a parent to him.

Things were going smoothly for y/n until that day

Y/n wakes up to the harsh feeling of nausea and headache. His dick was brushing against his shorts as he sighs at the uncomfortable feeling. He already knows what this means. His heat has just arrived. He groans as he just takes off his shorts and plays with his hole, moaning at the feeling of emptyness.

His mind keeps wandering to jaehyun and his well built body, packed with muscles and a six packs. He subconsciously licks his lips and his fingers goes in and out of his hole more aggressively. He moans out loud as he climaxes.

He breathes in and out, tired but his erection is still hard. He groans.

This is going to be a long day.

Jaehyun wanted to go see y/n, hearing that he was absent today in class because he was sick. In his hand was a box of hot soup. He knocks on the door of y/n dorm room

Y/n I'm coming in!

He lets himself inside the house as he immediately freezes and the box of soup fell onto the floor. Y/n was there, stretching himself with his fingers yet again as he moans lewdly.

Jaehyun wants nothing more than to fuck y/n at this moment, but he controlled himself. Y/n however pulls the alpha towards him as he looks at him with a lustful gaze. He flicks his fingers and they were teleported into y/n's bedroom.

Alpha! You're finally here.... I've been waiting for so long for you to show up. My fingers aren't enough to satisfy my heat at all. I only crave for more and more.

His fingers slithered around jaehyun's uniform as he swiftly dispose of them with his magic, quickly leaving jaehyun in his boxer. The omega mouth waters at the large bulge the alpha is carrying. He pulls it off and was slapped in the face with his cock.

IT'S SO LONG VEINY AND THICK.

Y/n knew that jaehyun was packing, but not to this extent. His purple glitters as he wasted no time and suck off the cock in front of him.

Jaehyun grunts as he feel the hot mouth of the omega sucking him off. It feels so good. He looks down at y/n who was busy savoring his cock like a starved man, filthy slurping sounds were heard all over the room. He sees how the omega took his long and thick veiny cock like a champ.

Y/n felt jaehyun dick throbs inside his mouth and begins working on it faster, determined to make him cum. Jaehyun groans in arousal.

Fuck! Baby, that feels so good. I-i'm gonna-

Jaehyun didn't even get to finish as he finally cums inside y/n's mouth. Floods of potent alpha cum is continuously being released into y/n's awaiting mouth, who slurps and drinks it all up.

Hah..... Hah...... Hah.....

Y/n takes jaehyun's cock out of his mouth while leaning his tongue out to collect any leftover cum. Jaehyun moans as his cock returns into its former condition only even bigger than before.

He quickly uses 3 of his fingers to play with the Omega's hole. Y/n moans out loud at the sudden intrusion of such thick fingers.

I'm gonna get your hole ready for my cock baby. Gonna breed you full of my pups *groans*.

Jaehyun whispers these words so hotly in y/n's ear that he immediately cums. His white semen covering his and jaehyun's body. Soon jaehyun removes his fingers and y/n knows what coming up next.

Jaehyun lines up his cock with y/n's hole, before pushes his cock in with one big thrust. Y/n moans loudly at the intrusion while jaehyun moans as well.

F-fuck baby, you're so tight. You're gripping so hard onto my cock.

J-jaehyun, f-fuck m-e. fill my hole with your pups. Breed me with your know, please alpha. I beg you~.

Jaehyun lost his sense of control and immediately rams into y/n's hole mercilessly as y/n just moans lewdly with his tongue out. They were both loss in the pleasure.

Jaehyun switches their position as he holds y/n against his chest and holds y/n's head. He kisses y/n as he continuously rams into the tight hole.

A-alpha~ look how good your cock is fucking me.

Jaehyun moans when he sees y/n's stomach and it only urges him to fuck him even harder and deeper. Everytime he rams into y/n's hole, it creates a noticable bulge inside the Omega's stomach fueling the two desires to mate.

Your ass feels so good around my cock. I'm gonna cum!

M-me too.

They both kissed as they chase their climax.

They both moaned into each other's mouth as they climax, jaehyun knots into y/n's hole as he pumps gallons of cum into y/n's tight clenching hole. The omega also came.

They both pants, out of breath as they recover from their sex. They miss each other sweetly before pulling away. They look at each other in the eye and smile.

I love you y/n l/n. I have fell for you for a while.

I love you too Jung jaehyun.

They look down at y/n's stomach that has a considerable bulge because of the amount of cum that jaehyun is dumping in him.

Heh how much cum do you have?

It's all for you my love.

Y/n blushes. Even in times like these, jaehyun never fails to make him blush.

After a while, jaehyun's knot shrink down and he pulls out of y/n's hole as the omega whimpers from the lost of being filled. Cum did not fall out of the omega though because y/n uses his magic to keep it all in him.

You really want my baby huh?

Of course, you're my alpha after all.

They lay down on the bed that is now cleaned thanks to y/n's magic. Jaehyun embrace his lover as he leans in close.

I love you my not so innocent omega.

*chuckles* I love you too my hot alpha.

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xxsycamore · 7 months

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Hello! Can you do day 2 with Dante x female reader? ❤️ so happy to see piofiore! Thanks!

a/n: So sorry for the long wait! From the moment I got this request I knew i'd love every second of writing it, and I was right...hope you enjoy! ❤❤❤

𝐍𝐞𝐠𝐥𝐢 𝐎𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐃𝐢 𝐂𝐡𝐢 𝐆𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐚

↬ 🤍 Dante gifts you something very special to wear behind closed doors tonight.

Dante Falzone x f!Reader • rating: E (MDNI) • tags: Lingerie; Strip Tease; Glove Kink; Pet Names; Dirty Talk; Naked Female Clothed Male; Light Dom/sub • wordcount: 1,248 • masterlist

• Welcome to my personal kinktober challenge, Visions of Temptation 2022 - that’s right, last year’s one. You can find the new one, Visions of Temptation 2023, here. DAY2: SEXY LINGERIE

Stepping into the luxuriously furnished room, you see the silhouette of a man - your capo, unmistakably - standing tall with his back to you. The room is dimly lit, submerged in shadows cast by just a few candles. Dante finishes lighting the last one before turning to the gramophone instead.

He adjusts the needle carefully and soon the air fills with the sultry sounds of jazz, just a little above a whisper. It's only then that Dante grants you his attention.

"I've been waiting for you."

You feel the need to summon a little extra courage as you take another step, your high heels clacking against the glossy flooring in time with the notes. At last, Dante sits on his armchair, facing you.

Hoping the small breath you take is unnoticeable even for the observant man in front of you, you begin to open your coat.

Dante's fingers are drumming against the chair's armrest while he watches you.

"Take your time. Don't rush it."

You bite on your bottom lip, acknowledging his wish even if it makes the blood rush to your face and make it oh so hot. You do as told, keeping eye contact as those piercing blue eyes follow your every move. In the middle of one of your alluring moves, just as you're with your back to the capo, you begin to shrug off the coat.

Candlelight licks your bare shoulders and back, and you admire the long flickering shadows at your feet for a second before turning around to Dante. Your coat hangs low now, and with a swift, well-timed maneuver of your hips and your hands, it falls off completely.

Dante remains still, his humming just barely audible yet still able to be picked over the low music.

He motions with his glove-clad hand, spin around.

Air trapped in your lungs, you put yourself on display for him, showing off exactly what he wanted to see since you first stepped foot in this room.

No, earlier than that, when he put that present box in your room, along with the handwritten note that instructs to wear the box's contains under an overcoat and come visit him alone when night falls.

No, it has to be much, much earlier, when he first got his hands on this expensive white silky underwear, likely imported from abroad. You wondered what Dante thought when he bought it for you. Did he plan it all ahead in his mind, to this very moment? What about after the curtain falls on this little striptease show? Did he dream of fucking you in this underwear?

"Are you enjoying my little gift, dolcezza?"

"I do, Dante. The fabric feels nice on my skin and… I can feel your love when I wear it."

Dante raises a brow, tapping the armrest two or three more times irregularly before changing his position so now his chin is propped up on his arm instead. "Can you? So I suppose you don't need me to touch you, then."

The breath hitches in your throat, mouth drying as Dante speaks these words so naturally. Him, who you've known for his gentle love, the kindness locked under the surface of a ruthless, stoic mafia boss - now rendered almost cruel by lust, his gaze darkened by it. Being able to deprive you of his love like that, it reminds you of who exactly occupies the seat in front of you. A dangerous, powerful man.

"I need it." You wet your lips, pleading Dante with your eyes, deepening it with a whisper: "Please."

Dante tips his chin upwards just a little bit, and the warm orange and yellow light puts a hint of mercy in his icy irises. He gestures with his hand once again - this time he tells you to come closer.

You approach him, wavering for a mere second when posed with the chance to occupy his lap, but meeting no sighs of this being a misunderstanding on your part, and you oblige, afraid of making him wait.

Dante's lap is warm, and you're so very naked compared to him, it makes you shiver whole. His gloved hands ghost touches over your flushed skin, but don't touch you directly just yet - Dante captures your chin between two slender fingers to direct his next order.

"Baciami."

He wants you to kiss him, and he doesn't need to ask twice; as soon as you're given the chance, you plant a passionate kiss on the lips of your capo, licking them to savor the taste like the whipped cream of a maritozzo, going in for the best part instead of eating him up properly. Dante makes a sound resembling a tiny laughter when he notices your naughtiness, but lets you be.

In a flash, he grasps both your wrists and holds them together roughly behind your back.

He puts his other glove-clad hand in front of your cute, perplexed face.

"Take it off."

Without the use of your hands, your mind has to come up with a more creative method, and quickly. You already know how Dante wants it to be done anyway.

Forcing yourself to be steady despite your unsteady heartbeat, you lean in ever so slowly, teeth finding purchase into the very tips of his gloved fingers - and you tug, gently. Gradually, the fabric comes off.

"Brava ragazza."

Dante's praise is sweet as honey, as he knows how to make you mewl without even touching you. The echo of him calling you a good girl still swirls through your hazy mind as Dante pulls off his other glove himself in a rush, throwing it somewhere on the floor. He makes sure you're paying attention as he continues to hold your wrists with one hand, snaking the other one up your belly and chest, fondling your silk-covered breasts.

You moan softly, seeing him enjoy your lingerie and tease you at the same time. He slips his fingers under the thin fabric, gropes around, grazes your nipples through the cloth to make them hard like small diamonds. His next target is your burning heat, as he unceremoniously slides his calloused fingers inside your panties.

He finds you soaked and hot for him, your thighs trembling slightly as you readjust your position in his lap to urge him to touch you more firmly. Dante is good with you, he starts rubbing your clit right away - sparks of pleasure rock through your body, and his generosity soon morphs into merciless, continuous toying that makes a moaning mess out of you.

"Come on my fingers."

Gasping between moans of his name, you're surprised to discover it would be that easy - but your mind is free from any thoughts unrelated to the building culmination that your body demands. Rocking on Dante's hand, you trust him to hold you upright in your restrained position as you tip over the edge.

Dante kisses your nape as a voiceless praise. You take it a step further, daring and impatient even if you're yet to catch your breath, and you kiss him straight on the lips. The moment he releases your wrists, you reach for the clasp of your bra.

"No. We're leaving this on." Dante's warm hand bashes yours away, the other rubbing the front of your panties, making the wetness of your recent orgasm stain them further until they're completely soaked. "This here, too. I'm yet to get my fill of the pretty sight you make, my bella. Won't you indulge me for a little longer?"

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redrobin-detective · 5 months

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You better learn it fast, you better learn it young 'cause someday never comes

Father was coming. Months and months of waiting for him to reach out and, finally, Father was coming home. It wouldn't be to stay, no, he had his own life outside of the ice. As much as Ice Thing who had once been Gunter and before that Orgalorg missed him, they knew father had earned his flesh and freedom back. The crown had been Father's prison but it was Ice Thing's bright new future. Once upon a time, they would have never been satisfied with this; paltry powers and a minor kingdom but Father's influence had shown them the beauty of a simple life.

"Come on everyone, Father and the others will be here any minute and I want this place spotless," Ice Thing announced, clapping their way through the hoard of penguins careful not to jostle them. They were the master now but Ice Thing would always be one of them.

"Wenk," Guntilla said, flapping her fins.

"No, he's just visiting and if we want him to visit again everything needs to be perfect," Ice Thing explained impatiently.

"Wenk, wenk," Goonder noted bitterly.

"Don't talk about him like that, he may look and act different but he's still our father. I expect all of you to be on your best behavior or we'll have no snacks or cuddles tonight and that's a promise," the rest of the penguins wenked in dismay and hastily went back to cleaning the Ice Palace. They were just putting the final touches on the charcuterie board when there was a knock at the door.

"Oh they're here!" Ice Thing exclaimed, "Gonther, Ginty, open the door and let our guests in." They stood in the entryway holding the ice board of snacks when the group shuffled in. Big sister Marceline - elder only in years as Father's child and not in age- and younger brother Finn were there followed by friend Jake. The Candy Princess was absent, Ice Thing was neither surprised or unsurprised given her bad history at this palace. Father was hanging towards the back of the group, looking shyly around the place. He had on an obnoxiously big coat with his hands stuffed under his armpits. He was using the coat more as a shield than out of any desire for warmth.

"Welcome! Welcome!" Ice Thing exclaimed, shoving the ice tray into Jake's hands so they could shake everyone's hands. "I was delighted to get your message; I'm so happy you guys could come. Please stay as long as you like, here have some snacks, have anything you want. The fruit of the Ice Kingdom is yours for the picking!"

"Thank you for having us," Father said quietly. His mouth quirked up into a little smile as some of the penguins waddled up to him and flapped at his knees. "And hello there, how have you all been?"

"Wenk," Gunder elaborated. Father blinked in confusion at the various chirpings. Ice Thing had worried Father would lose his affinity for Penguinese along with, well, everything else. The others would be so disappointed but they'd deal with that particular heartbreak later.

"He says he's better now that you're home," Ice Thing translated before hastily continuing when they saw father's grim expression. "Of course I've explained that this is just a visit." They reinforced to the penguins still mobbing Father. "Father doesn't live here anymore, he has his own home to return to. He's here to collect his things from the Past Room, remember?"

"Father?" Marceline muttered under her breath with a guarded look.

"I mean it makes sense, Simon or wait I guess he was Ice King back then was always babying these guys and calling himself Daddy and stuff sooooo," Jake continued. He opened his jaw wide and ate the entire charcuterie board, ice tray included. "So I guess you don't speak penguin anymore, huh?"

"I guess not," Father said, hands awkwardly hovering over the heads of his penguins, children who had not seen him for months on end and demanded attention. Some begged for forgiveness for whatever kept him away from home. Some screamed at his absence, at his change. Some wept, believing he no longer loved them. Father, ignorant to their chittering, looked up at Ice Thing with poorly disguised anxiety.

"Gunter," Ice Thing said to his second in command. "Please show our guests to the Past Room so they can get stared. Ice boxes are all set for you down there. I'll let Father take what he needs from his bedroom and he'll join you downstairs soon."

"Why the rush? I think we should all go together?" Marceline frowned. They didn't know what she was jealous of when Father clearly favored her best.

"Marcy, come on, let them have some alone time. I think they got some Daddy-Alien Penguin Child stuff to sort through," Finn loudly whispered which everyone heard. Father's tanned cheeks turned an embarrassed red but said nothing. "Alright Gunter 2, lead the way!" He spun around to follow after the penguin and the others followed leaving Ice Thing alone with his father. They'd missed him terribly but now that he was here, they had no idea what to say.

"Your room just as you left it, didn't touch a thing. It's always open to you, if you ever want to come back, for a visit or for longer. The Ice Kingdom will always be your home," Ice Thing explained cheerily as he showed him the path Father undoubtedly knew. Father was silent as he walked quietly behind them.

"The penguins have missed you," so did I, went unsaid. "I'm sure they would love it if stopped by more often, or even just called."

"I didn't mean to abandon them," Father said slowly, carefully. "I will admit I was scared of coming back, afraid that being here would - I don't know - make me turn into him again or something. I didn't forget about them or you, I-I guess I hadn't framed our relationship as you had."

"You hate the Ice King," Ice Thing said, their voice becoming rough and losing it's whimsy as they stood in the entryway of his father's former bedroom. Blue mumus, various colored pencils and cracked ice sculptures were littered on the floor, unmoved since their owner last threw them there. Ice Thing had stood in this doorway many times, intending on tidying up the space but found they could not touch their father's abandoned possessions. Then he really would be gone.

"I don't really hate-"

"You deny all the things he loved in order to separate yourself from him. You stay with sister Marceline and care for brother Finn but we were your children the longest and instead you shun us." Ice Thing stated coldly, staring ahead into the vacant room and not at the familiar imposter beside him.

"The Ice King was silly and kind and full of feelings he could not understand much less control. But he was, more than everything, my beloved father. I understand he was not you and you were not him but you are the only thing that remains of him and so I must either build a relationship with you from broken scraps or accept that he is lost forever." They finally turned to look at the pale, stricken human. "My daddy is gone but I am willing to make due with a father if you are."

"Gunter," Father whispered softly, staring into Ice Thing's crystalline eyes. Father may have changed but his eyes were still pale wizard blue and just as sad. He wordlessly opened his arms and Ice Thing -a king and a god but also a parentless child - shuffled forward into his embrace. He was warm. It felt wrong but also strangely right.

"I'm so sorry," Father took a deep steadying breath. "I don't mean to but somehow I end up leaving the people I love behind. I know it must be strange to see me like this but the man I was... I was so miserable and confused and out of control. It took so long to escape from the crown that I kept away from anything reminding me of my old life. I wanted to be my own person outside of his craziness but by doing so I lost my connection to all the good things I had as Ice King and you all were one of my good things." Father pulled back and looked up at them.

"I'll be better. I'll stop by more often and bring treats and generally be more present. I... Daddy promises," he said awkwardly trying to infuse his old self into the words. But the attempt fell flat into the air, sinking like the dust on his father's old life. Ice Thing appreciated it but they had already made peace with their loss. They had watched Father and Marceline circle each other miserably for centuries. That would not be them.

"Thank you, Father," Ice Thing said, gently squeezing his father's delicate human shoulders. "Please take what you'd like from this room but I'm going to leave for you in case you need it. As I said, the Ice Kingdom was once yours and its lights will always be on for you. And if you ever need to talk, let us say I know what it's like to have your loved one changed and gone before your eyes."

"Yes, I suppose you do," Father muttered mostly to himself. "What did I ever do to deserve such kind children?"

"It was how you raised us," Ice Thing responded. They watched as Father took in the room, running his hands over the dust covered objects like they were ancient artifacts to be studied instead of his own belongings. He looked over at the drums hastily shoved into the corner and tapped a knuckle roughly on one of the cymbals which echoed through the room. "Do you still play?"

"I never learned how to play the drums," Father sighed. "Ice King did that all on his own. I never felt a calling to learn the drums but I guess it suited him. I-I think I remember songs, hours and hours of practice and how to hold a beat but I haven't touched them since I changed back. Not sure I really know how anymore."

"You taught me or rather you talked out loud enough as you learned that I picked up the basics. We could play together sometime, like you and Marceline do. Maybe one day we could play as a family." Ice Thing offered. Father smiled at him, sweet but also sad.

"I would love to, honestly but I think I need more time before I'm ready to step back into those shoes again. I'm sorry, Gun- Ice Thing, really I am, but right now it's quite difficult to even stand in this room. I need to be Simon again before I can think about being Ice King." Disappointed but not surprised, Ice Thing led Father out of his former room and towards the stairs to the Past Room with the others.

Father was alive but it was different than before. Ice Thing had no hopes that he would ever return to being Ice Thing's beloved if complicated Daddy. It stung, an ache that reached deep into their icy heart. Father would visit and he would laugh with them and maybe, one day, he would even play the drums with them again. But it would never be the same. It was up to all of them to accept this new reality, for all the good and bad that came with it.

"Let's bring some more snacks down, if Finn doesn't have something to distract himself he's going to cause problems trying to get the car working," Ice Thing commented.

"The car?" Father blinked, "just what do I have down there? I can't even remember."

"I guess we'll find out together."

#adventure time #simon petrikov #ice thing #i cannot BELIEVE I am getting emo over Ice Thing #they have a surprisingly healthy view of the situation and I believe its bc they're crazy old - older than marceline and way less human #but they still lost their daddy bc Ice King may have been a crazy nuisance but Gunter and the rest LOVED him as he was #Simon is back but there is a cost #Gunter and the pengies are def Simon's kids and don't you forget it #Ice Thing/Simon is like Ice King/Marcy and it makes me so sad #also just in general how our relationship with our parents change as we age #we can form new relationships as adults but its not the same as it was #I was talking about something similar to my therapist over how Ive lost my old relationship with my dad and now Im saddddd #Ice Thing just wants his Daddy but Simon has 99 complexes in a trenchcoat he needs to address before he can meet IT halfway #up on AO3 #song is someday never comes by CCR about abandoning fathers

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enchantedchocolatebars · 7 months

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Mother's Little Helper (This fic is canon divergent)

The humming of a church hymn left the lips of Patience Wittebane as she lifted the wooden handle of her charcoal iron, carefully placing hot coals inside it while wearing her husband's work gloves.

The housewife did not wish to burn her hands or fingers.

Subsequently, she returned to the surface where the new tablecloth she had sewn was situated.

Taking off the work gloves, she set them aside.

After positioning the heated iron on the cloth, she proceeded to move it smoothly across the covering.

"Oh, mother, what are you doing?" Philip asked with an adorable amount of excitement as he entered the ironing room.

"Ironing," Patience told him in the sweetest of tones as she picked up her iron, sending her youngest son a gentle smile.

The charcoal iron triggered a sparkle in Philip's blue eyes. "Ooo, ironing looks like a lot of fun! Can I help you iron, mother? Please?" Philip plead with his hands clasped and gave Patience the biggest set of puppy dog eyes.

The mother held onto her smile as she giggled, giving her son a small nod.

"Yay! But wait..." His joy was short-lived as he realized something that caused his happiness to fade. "I don't know how to iron," He sadly admits, his shoulders sagging.

"Would you like me to instruct you on how?"

As she asked this, Patience's smile became sympathetic.

Philip gasped as he raised his head and nodded quickly at the offer. "Yes, mother! Yes, please!" He beamed, his smile returning as he bounced up and down. "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you so much!"

Patience giggled at the gleeful boy. "You're welcome, my dear."

He was excited to let Caleb know that he had learned how to iron from their mother when they were finished and when he and his father returned home from their fishing trip.

...

"To start, you'll need to place your hand on the handle, just like I'm doing."

Philip appeared hesitant to follow his mother's instructions as he stood between her and the ironing surface, holding his left hand in his right. "But, what if I burn myself by accident?" He innocently inquired in a small voice.

Patience remained patient, presenting her son with an understanding smile.

"You won't, Philip. I promise. Touching here is safe, but the bottom is scalding hot. It's important to avoid it."

Philip placed his hand on his mother's hand slowly, having faith in her words.

"Your next action is to press down, but not too hard," Patience explained to him while steadily steering his little hand. "In order to prevent burning the fabric, we must keep the iron moving."

The wrinkles on the cloth began to slowly disappear, causing Philip to smile. "Look, mother! The wrinkles! They're going away!"

Philip's excited chirp caused Patience to giggle again. "Indeed, they are, Philip. Are you enjoying the process of ironing?"

Philip nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, mother! It's so much fun! The tablecloth is starting to look more sophisticated now."

"Good, I'm glad, because you're doing a splendid job helping me."

Patience's praise made his face radiate a warm smile. "Thank you," he replied.

...

Once the cloth was completely free of wrinkles, Patience and Philip proceeded to the dining room together where they spread the fabric on the table.

It looked beautiful.

"Thank you again for your help, Philip. Would you like to assist me with ironing again in the future?"

The question made his eyes light up. "Yes, I would! When I grow up, I'm going to be the best ironer ever! I'll iron all sorts of nice things like clothes, tablecloths, and blankets for horses so they stay warm during the winter!"

Patience giggled, gently patting her son's head. "I'm sure you will someday."

...

As time progressed, now in the Deadwardian era, Philip was in his cave working on his latest sewing project: a white, brown, and gold tunic that the bearded man planned on wearing later on in his life.

After finishing his garment with the final stitches, he placed it on a firm flat surface and then walked away before coming back with a charcoal iron.

Pressing the steaming soleplate against his attire, he began working.

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tired-teacher-blog · 2 years

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Hello! I hope you're doing well. Could you perhaps write a scenario Ive had for awhile? So basically, a new student transfers into Class 1A who identifies as Genderfluid, is physically female but feels more comfortable wearing the male uniform. Upon meeting the new student Iida freaks out on them due to his serious, studious nature and wholeheartedly believes that a "girl" should wear the female uniform. He then feels bad after Aizawa explains things to him.

I hope you're doing well too honey! Here is my input so I hope you enjoy it 😘

Title : Odd one out

Characters : Aizawa (Dadzawa)/ Iida/ Genderfluid reader

Genre : Angst/ Heartwarming mostly

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_ "Alright, be quiet," mr Aizawa's fist pounded on the table as he coerced his students to settle down while he introduced you to them, "this is y/n, she will be your new classmate so treat her nicely."

You took a quick look around the classroom before bowing your head down, "it's a pleasure to meet you all."

_ "You'll be sitting over there right next to Iida, he's our class representative so if you have any questions he'll be happy to help," your new teacher gestured you to take your seat, and you thanked him quietly before walking straight to your designated spot.

It was hard ignoring everyone's questioning looks– not that you were surprised to be the subject of their observation anyway, as you weren't only the new kid at school, but also had a unique look that managed to turn every head your way.

Ever since you were a little girl, you were expected to speak, dress, and act a certain way that mostly left you feeling shackled.

You had never been free to decide those things for yourself since your choices were always met with strong objections.

_"You're a girl, never forget that."

_"No, you can't cut your hair short."

_"Oh look at you, finally dressed the way you should."

_"I don't get you, seems to me like you have no idea what you want for yourself."

But that wasn't true, since you've always known what you wanted.

You simply wanted to be free, and hated following social norms and limiting yourself to what's expected of you as a girl.

_ "Don't forget to hand in your assignments in time am I clear?" your teacher warned in that same tired monotone voice before dismissing everyone as the session came to an end.

_ "Excuse me y/n, may I speak with you?" it was that class representative guy, Iida was it? You would definitely need some time to learn everyone's name.

_ "Yes sure." you offered him a nervous smile as you continued clearing your desk.

_ "First, let me welcome you properly and wish you a nice stay among us," he then took a deep breath and straightened his glasses before carrying on, "I've noticed that for some reason you're wearing the boys' uniform instead of the girls', may I ask why?" this guy is the same age as you are, but for some reason he had a more mature demeanor than everyone else did.

_ "I'm more comfortable dressing this way. Will it be a problem?" there you were, facing another confused soul.

_ "But you are a female y/n! School regulations are clear, and state that what you're wearing is specifically designed for male students, so please make sure to respect our dress code and to wear a proper one starting tomorrow." this guy is strict, and soon you started to understand why he was picked to be the class rep out of everyone else.

_ "I don't believe I'm breaking any rules, and I'm not trying to be controversial, it's just.." you lowered your head and squeezed your eyes shut as you prepared to explain yourself the way you had been doing your whole life, "I'm gender fluid."

He blinked a few times in obvious confusion, "what does that mean?"

_ "Simply put, it means not being restricted to only one gender identity." okay it's true, but who said that?

Your head snapped up to follow the voice, and your eyes widened as you found your teacher approaching your desk.

_ "Mr Aizawa! you're still here sir?" your class rep was clearly as oblivious as you were of your teacher's presence.

_ "I'm sorry, I wasn't going to interfere but I guess I probably should?" his eyes were on you, almost as if he wanted your permission first.

It was unexpected, usually no one cares enough to try and learn about you, and instead jump into their own judgements and conclusions.

You nodded slowly and turned to look at your classmate who seemed increasingly tense.

_ "Sir, we were talking about the school uniform she has chosen to wear."

_ "I know, there is nothing wrong with what she's wearing though, that's still our school's uniform."

_ "But sir, she's a girl. There is a reason why we do not have a unisex uniform."

_ "You're disregarding her gender identity though, which has nothing to do with sex. Let me ask you something, how would you feel about being forced to speak or act in a certain manner just because that's what's expected of you? Never mind how you feel about it."

_ "If I have to do it I will, even if I don't like it."

_ "Wrong answer, you shouldn't force yourself to do something you're not comfortable doing just to gain everyone else's approval," your teacher placed a palm over the confused boy's shoulder, "as long as you're not hurting anyone, you should be free to live however you want, and in that regard I believe that's what y/n is doing. She's not breaking any rules or disrespecting anyone, she just wants to freely dress and act the way that makes her happy. We should all respect that."

Your eyes moved between your new teacher and classmate, it was mesmerizing how knowledgeable and accepting Mr Aizawa seemed to be, and the smile that found its way to your face was proof of how happy you were.

_ "You're aiming to be a hero Iida, and I believe that one day you'll be able to make your brother proud, but to do that you'll need to accept others' differences and see them as unique individuals since you'll be a hero to everyone despite their distinctions."

_ "I've never thought of it this way before sir and I believe you're right, which means I owe y/n an apology," your class rep averted his eyes in embarrassment before bowing down, "please forgive me y/n, I never meant to disrespect or belittle you. I was simply ignorant of your preferences, but I promise to learn more and to never run to judgement. This was a good first lesson." he straightened his back and offered you an apologetic smile that you returned immediately.

_ "I'm happy this happened, and you know what? You can ask me about anything that confuses you, I don't mind at all."

All the anxieties and self doubt that accompanied you on your first day, had left instantly after this conversation.

_ "Alright, now that everything is cleared up, get out of my classroom, I still need my nap."

You were in for an adventure, with unique teachers and unique students, and you could barely wait to start your journey alongside them.

_ "Yes sir! Right away!" Iida pulled you up and pushed you out quickly, as you blinked in confusion, "let's go y/n I'll explain later."

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warmaidensrevenge · 1 year

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This is us.

Papa!Eddie x Fem!plus size reader

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

A/N: Hey y'all. So it's been a minute. But I am back. And I brought with me my conclusion of Papa Eddie fic. This has been such a pleasure to write. And I'm happy to end it here. I hope all of you who have waited for this love it as much as I did. Thanks for reading. As always feedback is greatly appreciated and asks/ comments are always welcomed. Kay love ya bye.

I do not give permission for this to be published anywhere else. Please respect all creators.

Word count : 2,768

Warnings: 18+ language, sexual implications/situations, fluff and not proof read.

Summary: Life goes on. But oh what a good life it will be.

💓

After that night you started seeing a therapist to help deal with your postpartum. You got prescripted a new medication to help with it. Keeping in mind the side effects. You went to group therapies with Eddie. Being filled with information that's helped. You didn't understand why you were this way and it was very traumatic. But with Eddie by your side you started getting better. As weeks went by you started seeing Lilly differently. She was incredibly beautiful. And she was very calm. Eddie was so happy seeing you bond with her. And nights got better. He would wake up to you in bed now. Which was a sign of relief for him. It took some time but eventually the situation got better. After a few months the doctor started leaning you off your medication. And things were good. The summer before Rosie was about to start pre k you guys took a family vacation. Florida was absolutely beautiful.

Eddie wanted a beach day with his girls so he helped gather the things for it and took you guys. As he sat on the sand with Lilly he watched you and Rosie make sand castles. Finally, everything was good. He had his beautiful daughters and a happy wife. His life was complete. He had never been so happy in his life. He continued to watch you and Rosie play in the water and collect sea shells. He rocked Lilly back and forth.

" Baby girl, you are so lucky to have a mommy like that. She loves you so much that I'm kinda jealous. Did you know that your mommy is a warrior? Yup. She went to hell and back just to be with us…and when you're older. I'll tell you how she saved daddy and your sissy."

Eddie looked up and saw you smiling at him. You grabbed Rosie's hand and went to join him. You gave him a kiss on the cheek and asked if you could hold her. Eddie nodded and handed you Lilly and grabbed Rosie to sit on his lap. He put an arm around your waist and kissed the side of your head.

"I'm so proud of you sweetheart. You make me so happy."

You smiled at him and looked at Rosie. " All my life I never knew what real love was until I met you and Rosie. Now, it's all I feel when I look at you two. I'm really grateful for this life. Our lives." You looked down at Lilly. Brushing her little brown curls back. " Thank you. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for giving me two beautiful daughters. Thank you for not giving up on me."

You looked at him. " Thank you for being such a great father."

Eddie leaned in and gave you a tender kiss. After resting his forehead on yours.

…

You went back to work a few months later. You were honestly happy to finally be contributing again. Though you loved being at home with your daughters, you felt bad that Eddie had to work so much to bring in the dough. So in order for him to cut his hours back, you decide to work again. It took a while to get back into the rhythm of things. But eventually you got the hang of it.

You were out on the floor doing some work when all of a sudden some new hire stopped you. You smiled and said hi.

" How's it going?" He asked.

" Oh you know. Living the dream."

He grinned. " Yeah."

There was this awkward silence that followed. You were just about to ask if he needed something when he said something.

" So uhh y/n are you married?"

You looked around and saw Eddie coming towards you.

" Yes I am."

" Oh…me too…but you know that doesn't mean anything."

You looked back at him when you saw Eddie stop to talk to someone.

" Umm it does to me." You responded nervously.

" It does to me too." He smirked. " I love my wife…but what they won't know won't hurt them."

You pressed your lips together and looked over to Eddie again giving him 'help me eyes'.

" Are-are you hitting on me?" You asked looking back at the guy.

He chuckled. " Yeah. I am."

You awkwardly laughed and shook your head. That's when Eddie came.

" Hey man. What's going on?" Eddie addressed the guy.

You stood quiet and looked at the ground.

" Oh nothing. Just introducing myself. I'm Ramses."

Eddie held out his hand. " Hey. I'm Eddie Munson."

Rames took his hand and looked at you. " Oh you're the husband. Nice. It's cool that you guys work together."

Eddie gave him a look. When did you tell him that you were married?

" Well I better get back to work." Ramses said, while winking at you.

Eddie gave him a thin lip smile. Did he really have to kick someone's ass at work?

" What was that all about?"

You sighed. " Honestly, I don't know. I told him I was married and he said that it doesn't mean anything."

Eddie furrowed his brow. " The fuck?!"

You shrugged. " It's nothing. Don't worry. I don't tolerate shit like that."

Eddie nodded but he wanted to kick his ass.

" So can you have lunch right now?" You asked, trying to ease his worry.

" Yeah."

You could see Eddie still obviously worried about Ramses. So you took his hand.

" Honey, please don't be upset for too long. I want to have a good lunch with my husband."

Eddie saw the love in your eyes and instantly felt better.

He grinned at you. " What do you want, sweetheart?"

You smiled sweetly up at him. " Is a sub and a strawberry lemonade too much?"

Eddie chuckled a little. " Not at all. That actually sounds good…I'll go get it. Meet me in the parking lot in 15."

" Perfect. Need to grab my stuff to pump."

" I'll get some ice for the cooler."

You really wanted to kiss him but you had to remember that you were at work. So instead you gave him a hug.

" Love you." You whispered.

He hugged you a little tighter. " Love you too"

…

You and Eddie sat in the back of his van and munched down on your sandwiches as you pumped your chest. Eddie kept staring at your now even bigger breasts and wanted so badly to try your milk.

Would that be weird? Would you look at him differently? How would it taste? Have you ever tried it?

There were so many questions going through his mind that he didn't notice that you were trying to get his attention.

" Munson?"

His trance was broken and he met your beautiful eyes. " Huh?"

" Why are you looking at me like that?"

Eddie cleared his throat and put down his sandwich. " So uhh I…I was curious…ummm what- do you know what your milk tastes like?"

You blushed and looked away. " Umm well it depends what I eat. But the one time I tried it, it was sweet."

He nodded even though you weren't looking at him. He gulped and took a calming breath in. Why was he so nervous to ask you?

" Umm baby?"

You looked up at him. " Hmmm?"

" Erm…can I…can I taste it?"

" N-now?"

" Y-yeah. I mean since the girls are out." He pointed at the twins and smirked.

" Umm…alright."

Eddie watched you turn off your pump and unscrew the collection cup. But before you could give it to him he held up his hand.

" Is it weird if I say I want it straight from the tap?"

Your cheeks filled with red. But you smiled and said that it wasn't. You put a lid on the cup and placed the container in the cooler. After you moved your lunch to the side. While putting the recently pumped breast away you pulled out the other.

Eddie's mouth immediately watered. Your tits were so big and beautiful. All he wanted to do was put them in his mouth all the time. He turned his body towards you and gave you a quick kiss before getting eye level with your nipple. His tongue shot out to moisten his lips before he swirled his tongue around your suddenly hardened nub. When his lips latched on he reached up to cup you tit to give him a little leverage so that he could suck a little. Though it was just a little bit of milk, the sweetness of it danced on his taste buds. He swallowed and began sucking a little harder and massaging your breast to get more out. He looked up when he heard you moan. Your eyes were closed but you were biting your lip. When he moved a little that's when he noticed he was rock hard.

Eddie wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you up a little. Mouth still sucking gently. He laid you down and got between your legs. He pushed his length between your legs and pulled off your shirt before returning to suckle.

" Ed-eddie…how much time do we have?"

He lifted his arm to see the time. " Mmmm. 12 minutes." He mumbled against your skin.

You were just about to ask if it was enough time when he took off his shirt and made quick work of your jeans and his.

" No time to waste." He said return his mouth to your chest.

You moaned and sighed feeling his throbbing length push through you. His stretch alone was everything. He had you clawing his back in just a few hard thrust.

" Eddieee" you mewl.

His lips now move from your buds to your collarbone.

" Mmm" he hums. "Baby…it's been too long…too long since I felt your perfect…warm…wet pussy."

It took you a second to register what he said. He just felt so good.

"Honey…you had me this morning."

" Yeah." He grunted against your neck. " And I'm gonna have you again when we clock out, and after dinner."

You moaned and his hand went between your bodies and started rubbing lazy circles on your clit. Before you knew it you came.

" Oh sweetheart…fuck you feel so good when your pussy hugs me like that."

Eddie came right after you did. He pulled out and laid next to you.

He lifted his arm to look at his watch. " 3 minutes to spare. "

You giggled and sat up. " Common. Let's finish lunch in my office."

….

Eddie was just about ready to clock out. He stood back for a minute to put up his tools he used for the day, when the maintenance supervisor asked him to grab a part from the warehouse so that someone could work on it when he left. When he went he saw Ramses was watching you talk to some union members. Ramses seemed to be waiting for you. Eddie, now annoyed with this guy, decided to confront him about it. But before he could, he saw you give Ramses a smile. He watched the interaction unfold. And when he saw you laugh he was blinded by jealousy. Instead of making a scene and losing his job, he quickly went to retrieve the part and clocked out. He found you waiting by the van. He gave you a fake smile and opened the door for you.

The drive to get the girls was quiet. Well that was until you told him what happened. You were never really confrontational. Only when you had to be. So when Ramses asked if you wanted to be FWB you laughed out of nervousness. You had told him that you were very happy in your marriage and you weren't that type of person. When Eddie heard that he pulled over and dragged you to the back. Making love again like he promised. Only this time he let love bites all over. Marking you up as his and only his. If the guy didn't understand your rejection, maybe seeing you with all the hickeys would get him to see. Not that he didn't trust you. He just knew how he used to be until he decided to grow up.

The girls were picked up and you guys went home. Eddie was fixing the handle on the bathroom door while you gave Rosie a bath.

" Mommy?"

" Yeah sweet girl?"

" Love you."

Both you and Eddie smiled.

" I love you too princess."

Rosie giggled.

" What about me? Don't you love daddy too?"

Rosie looked up from her rubber ducks to him.

" Love you daddy. And I love sissy and bastian and poppa Wanye, and Sinclair and auntie Bin."

You beamed at Eddie when she said Erika's last name. She kept naming everyone she loved. Then after she whispered to you.

" But I love you the most, mommy."

Tears filled your eyes when she said that.

" Thank you sweet girl."

After dinner you and Eddie put the girls to bed. You stood in the doorway for a minute, watching the girls sleep. They were so perfect and so beautiful. Eddie came and stood by you. Putting an arm around your waist.

" Whatcha thinking Mrs Munson?"

You put your head on his shoulder. " Just how lucky I am to have you and the girls."

He kissed the top of your head then watched the girls too.

" I think it's us who are the lucky ones to have you sweetheart. The girls have the best mom and I have the best wife."

You kissed his cheek. " Common Honey…you have a promise to upkeep."

Eddie nodded " I want to give the girls a good night kiss and wished them sweet dreams."

" Okay. I'll get the bed ready. "

He went to the girls and just looked back and forth at each one.

" I love you. Sleep tight baby girls."

When Eddie went to the bedroom, you were laying there completely naked. His length was at half mast just seeing you smile.

" Mrs Munson…you sexy thang you."

You giggled watching him shimmy out of his sweats. Once he was in his birthday suit he hopped on the bed and smothered you with kisses.

" I…love…you." He said between every kiss.

You cupped his face and made him look at you. The way you looked at him made him fall all over again.

" Forever?" You softly asked.

Eddie stroked your hair and nodded. " Forever baby."

…

Eddie was standing at the altar next to his uncle. The day had finally come. His uncle. His unofficial father was getting married. And at this very moment he watched his two beautiful daughters walk down the aisle tossing flowers. Eddie swore he had never been so proud of his little girls. As the girls reached the end he went and picked up Lilly and grabbed Rosie's hand. He went straight to Erika and handed off the girls, giving each one a kiss on the head. He went back to his spot and watched as the bridesmaids started making their way down the aisle.

The last girl that came was the prettiest. His grin reached from ear to ear seeing his beautiful wife. The flowy light green dress made you look irresistible. Eddie's mind went straight to the gutter. And you must have noticed because you mouthed ' stop it'.

Eddie smirked and slightly shook his head. ' you're mine tonight.'

Your cheeks turned pink and smiled.

You and Eddie never took your eyes off one another as Wayne and Janet said their vows. Both of you said silent I love yous as the minister closed the ceremony. Everyone clapped and followed the happy newlyweds out the door. While you and Eddie stayed back to grab the girls.

" Oh look at my sweet girls." You cooed, bending down, giving each of the girls a hug.

Eddie went to grab Lilyy and you walked ahead of him holding Rosie's hand.

" Mommy?"

" Yeah princess."

" When can I get married?"

You stopped and looked back at your handsome husband.

" Umm you have to ask daddy sweet girl."

Eddie furrowed his brow at Rosie.

" Daddy?"

" Not until you're 35."

You laughed and continued walking. " Looks like you have to wait a while, sweet girl."

You continued walking and moved your hair to the side. Eddie smiled seeing your tattoo of Bastian's little feet on your shoulder. He turned to Lily.

" Want to go see your brother baby girl?"

She nodded and Rosie got all happy and jumped.

You looked back at Eddie.

" Is that okay Mrs Munson? Can we go see our son?"

You smiled sweetly at him and nodded.

" Yeah. We can't forget about Bastian."

Eddie jogged up to you and put an arm around your waist. Kissing your forehead.

" Never sweetheart. We'll never forget about him."

...

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superdcchick · 2 years

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New guy in town

Henry x female reader

Word count: 1259

A/N: I am hoping to make a series out of this. A few parts at least :D

All mistakes are my own. I do not give permission to repost or translate my work. Likes and reblogs are always appreciated! Feedback is always welcome :)

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Coming to the end of summer, you were getting ready for college. Just got back from a summer holiday with your family. You were out in town just getting some last-minute bits for school and happy with how easy everything was to find, you rewarded yourself with some early dinner out. It was still early in the day so you decided to stop by a local bar that also does food. Heading inside, sitting at the bar, and picking up a menu.

"The cheeseburger is pretty good here"

You hear a low voice from across the bar. Following the voice, then stunned by the sight. A very handsome man reading a book. You were stunned and forgot you were staring "Uh, sorry what?"

He smiles and moves closer, "The cheeseburger, it's really good here". He was gorgeous! Short curly hair, curly on the top and tidy on the sides, nice tidy beard, glasses, and the bluest eyes you had ever seen. The bartender comes to take your order but you aren't able to form words. "Give her the cheeseburger". The bartender goes back to give the order to the chef. "Uh, thanks I guess". "You're welcome. Hi I'm Henry" He extends his hand out to shake yours. "Y/N," You say while shaking his hand, it was huge!

"I've never seen you around here before, are you visiting someone?"

"No, I just moved here a week ago. New job"

"Oh, nice! Well, I hope you settle in okay" smiling at him.

"You grow up here? I haven't seen you around, I would have remembered you"

Blushing at his comment "Yeah I grew up here, just came back from holiday with my family"

"Oh, nice! Glad you got home safe and sound" He smiles. The bartender brings your burger out and you start to eat.

"Wow, that really is a good cheeseburger!!"

"I told you! Wait, you grew up here and never ate here?"

You chuckle "This place opened just before we left for our holiday so no I hadn't eaten here yet"

"Ahh, sorry" He laughs.

A few hours pass and you're enjoying talking to him. He's very intelligent and very handsome. Looking at your watch "Damn, I gotta go, welcome to the neighborhood. I guess I'll see you around" Standing from your stool and grabbing your bags. "Thank you, love, welcome home" he smiles and watches you leave.

You were smiling to yourself on your way home, thinking to yourself, "Wow, he was really gorgeous and smart! Oh my god! His eyes are so blue!" You entered your home leaning back against the door smiling and biting your bottom lip.

"Y/N? can you set the table, please? Y/N? Hello?"

Your mom pulled you from your thoughts by clicking her fingers in your face. "Oh what? Yeah yeah, just a second" leaving your bags down and doing as your mom asked. After dinner, you head to your room and lay on your bed. Pulling your phone out and texting your friend. "Hey, you have no idea what happened to me today". "Hey! omg what happened?"

"There's a new guy in town, I just met him. He's gorgeous" "Oh my god GIVE ME THE DETAILS!".

Laughing at your phone as you see how excited your friend is to hear about your new friend.

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It's been a few days since you met the handsome man at the bar and you hadn't seen him around while you were out and about. You decide to go back to the bar that Saturday afternoon. Walking into the bar, going up to the bar, and taking a seat. The bartender comes over to take your order, "I'll have the cheeseburger please" smiling as he leaves to put the order in.

"Told you the cheeseburger is great didn't I?"

Turning around and see him sitting in one of the booths reading.

"Would you like to join me while you eat Y/N?"

"Sure" If that's okay?"

"Of course, I wouldn't have suggested it if I didn't want you to sit with me" He smiles.

You move over and sit in the booth. "Hi! How have you been Henry?"

"Busy but good, just getting prepared for my new job. How about you?"

"Just been enjoying the rest of the summer" smiling at him. The bartender brings over both of your orders and you both enjoy your cheeseburgers. As the day goes on you end up on his side of the booth looking at his books. He moves closer to you, his arm resting on the back of the seat as he looks at you.

Both of you laugh over a silly storyline in one of his books when he rests his hand on your thigh. The laughing slowly dies down and he leans in kissing you. His hands are on both sides of your cheeks as he holds you there. His tongue slipped into your mouth, massaging against yours. The kiss is broken by your phone ringing. "Hello? Yeah, mom, yeah I'm fine. I just had something to eat. Okay I'll be home in a few minutes". Hanging up the phone and looking at Henry, smiling at him "I have to go"

"Okay," he says softly. You grab his pen and write your number down on some paper that he had. "Call me" you smile and get up from the booth, looking at him and leaving a quick kiss on his lips once more before leaving and heading home.

Your mom meets you as you walk in the door "Hey honey, what's got you smiling?"

"Oh nothing, just enjoying the fresh air"

Your mom gives you a questionable look "I'm gonna head upstairs"

Laying back on your bed, you just can't stop smiling. Taking out your phone you text your friend again telling her everything.

"I ran into him again! We talked for a little while and ate our cheeseburgers and we kissed!"

"Wow Y/N just like out of a fairy tale! I'm so jealous! See you Monday!"

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Monday morning, wake up early as today you start your first year at college! Picking out an outfit, doing your makeup, and curling your hair. Heading downstairs, you grab some toast from the counter and kissed your mom goodbye as you leave to meet your friend to walk to school. You tell her all about your family holiday but she's more interested in your secret man. "It's not a secret, it's just early days" you smile. "I haven't heard from him though, I did give him my number"

"He's just playing it cool Y/N. He probably doesn't want to seem too eager"

"Yeah you're right, have you got English first too?"

"Yeah! I heard we have a brand new teacher and he's smoking hot!"

Both of you burst out laughing while heading into the building and walking toward your first class.

Both of you head into the classroom where you see some more of your friends and take a seat. Looking in your bag for your book and pens, you're not paying attention to what is going on around you.

"Good morning class, the happy first day" A familiar-sounding voice comes into the room. He starts writing on the chalkboard "My name is professor Cavill and I'm your new English teacher"

You look up as he turns around and you drop your bag on the ground. "See Y/N! I told you he was hot!" your friend whispers.

Henry clears his throat while looking at you "Um, let's turn to page 103 in your books"

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Ok i saw that you were s̶u̶f̶f̶e̶r̶i̶n̶g̶. So why not u do a Todoroki x reader fluff? It's like the reader is a new kid at school and she is roomates with Todoroki.

※The reader is female

※The anime is My Hero Academia.(MHA)

-Muichiro Tokito☁🌫

Roommate [MHA]

Pairing: Shoto Todoroki x F!Reader

Warning: mention of bullying. Fluff. Roommates

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Listen to this besties:

Why did I recommend these? First, because I wrote it while listening to them, second, because I can.

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Friendly Reminder: This was not my idea as you see, @ask-muichiro-tokito is the one who bought it up, and as a reply for her, here ya go..! ♡ I want to thank @slutsssphobia for her/their supportive messege, I'm really happy :) (screaming*) BTW, check out her account, I'll list accounts to follow at the end of this post :) Add: Tf?! I have 51 followers?! Thx yall😭💅

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Another Reminders: Drink some water, even though if its hard, and for my eating disorder girlies I relate, YOU CAN DO IT! I love you, so does your crush. You slayy. Please listen to Britt Barbie. How does it feel to be the hottest alive?

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Enjoy? ♡

Y/N, the new student transfers to the popular and mysterious academy were people who were born with powers learn to control it, you wonder if you're gonna find real friends this time..

At your very first day of school, you walk around, wondering what would happen, since you were bullied at your old school for being unique, but what are you afraid of this time? While daydreaming, you bump into someone with a muscular figure, you could tell it was a guy, but who?

You look at him with embarrassment,

"I- I am sorry..! I didn't mean to bump into you!" You say while lowering your head.

The guy with red and white hair was visibly confused by your actions.

"Are you ok? You don't need to apologise, you know.." he says while placing one of his hands on your shoulder.

You watch him walk away as you find your eyes follow him unconsciously. You feel something tapping on your shoulder.

"Heyy new kid, how are you?" You turn around to see Mina, you put on a smile and talk to her, even though you were talking to her, you find your self zooning out every while thinking about your encounter with that guy. Maybe he was your type, you know that.

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You just got your keys, you don't know you is your roommate, you were really hoping for someone who would get along with you.

You place the key in the door hole, as you unlock the door, you see the guy you bumped into sitting on the couch reading a book. You both make eye contact, but he looks back at the book.

"I guess you are my roommate, huh? Welcome.." he says while having his eyes glued to the book.

"Yeah, thanks." You try to hide your face by look back to grab your bags.

You shyly walk to your room, you can feel his eyes following you.

While you were placing your stuff and whatever you shit you have, you hear a knock on the door. You quickly rush to the door and slowly open it, a little bit that only half of your face can be visible.

"Oh, hi" you saw while 'slightly' blushing.

"Well.." the guy in front of you says while placing his hand at the back of his neck. "Since we are roommates, I think we should know each other.."

You nod as you hear him speak, his voice was soothing, you never felt so welcomed, even thought it was the bare minimum?

You follow him to the living room, he sits on a hand chair, while you sit on the couch he was sitting on.

"So, um, what's your name?" You say while trying to start a topic.

"Todoroki Shoto. You?" He says.

"I'm L/N Y/N" you say.

He grabs that thing you open the TV with (I forgot the name) as he opens a show you really like. You lean back at the couch and place your legs on the couch, you grab a pillow and place it in front of your torso.

You both watch in silence, you can't help it, you didn't watch TV that night, you were admiring him.. imagine being roommates with your crush, it reminds you of the fanfics you were reading, but, what would happen?

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You were walking in the hallway, you had all the eyes for two reasons, first, because you are beautiful, second, because you are the new kid.

While enjoying your new fame, two girls approach you..

"Hey you." They say

"Yeah?"

"Who do you think you are?" One of them says

"What do you mean?"

"Don't act stupid, I know that you know.."

"Wtf are you talking about?!"

"I heard that you are roommates with Shoto, you better not have a crush on him, he is MINE." On of the girls says.

You stare at her, wtf was she up to? And what makes it worse, you really had a crush on him.

You remember the time you was bullied at your old school, do you really want to be bullied here too? No. You better get your act together.

"So? Thanks for the advice, I'd totally have a crush on him for you. <3" you saw while crossing your arms.

Everyone looks at you, the girls infront of you were visibly angry. It made you happy.

One of the girls pushed you. You fall on your butt. You look at her, she looked satisfied to see you like that.

"What are you doing..?"

You look behind to see who was that.

It's Shoto.

He approaches as the girls start to shake slowly.

"Oh, h-hi Shoto-san." One of the girls says.

He ignores them both and approached you, he gives you his hand. You stare at it, did somebody really stand up for you? You look at his hand wondering whether to grab it or not. But you did at the end.

After he made sure you were ok, he looks at the girls.

"I better not see you bully y/n or anyone.." he says.

The girls nod slowly, as they walk back with embarrassment, and *poff* they were gone.

"People here can be jerks some times, I'm sorry for that."

You look at him. "Yeah, thank you."

He walks away as your eyes again followed him, you are sure that you really like him.

You admire him.

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Heyy thanks for reaching this part :)

This one really sucks, it's my first time writing for him.

Pls tell me if you want an other version of this where y/n is confident or whatever.

Love yall

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Tell me if you want me to tag you. <3

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Days 859-860

Codex Chaldeas: Family reunion

Rex carried an unconscious Quetzalcoatl into the shadow border, with Mash following closely behind. Quetz had clear some burns and bruised on her, her outfit also had some scorch marks as well. She also didn't have her headdress on her head, but it was being carried by Mash, with Rex wearing her cape, which also had burns.

Nota was the first to greet them "Primo! Mash! So good to see you two okay! And you summoned Quetzalcoatl again!" She said.

"Si! I'm so happy to have her again! Tho we almost lost her again when she expended so much energy to destroy the tree." Rex answered back to her, while taking Quetz somewhere to lay.

After that, Goredolf spoke up from the front seat of the shadow border, as the vehicle started its journey. "It's good that you two managed to survive your first lostbelt. However you seemed to have failed to capture the traitorous magus, Kadoc." He had pointed out.

Rex did feel a lil guilty. "Yeah, sorry about that. After the tree and his servant were destroyed, suddenly that Koyanskaya or whatever took him away. Quetzalcoatl was out and Mash wasn't near enough to do anything." He tried to explain.

"Well if it was out of your power, there isn't much that can be done." Holmes responded. "We're happy you're both fine at least."

Mash spoke up next. "Oh Nota senpai! Who's your new servant?" She asked, while looking at Tezcatlipoca, who had been keeping quiet for the most part.

Nota got awkwardly silent, while Tez gave a bit of a side-eye to her. "Th-this is Tezcatlipoca…" she said. "I summoned him during the blizzard."

Immediately Rex backed up. "Really?! Him???" He asked.

"Oh how welcoming." Tez said. "Then again, if you're already close to birdy there, then you probably don't have an unbiased view of me."

And almost as if him saying that was a trigger, Quetzalcoatl immediately woke back up, filled with rage. "YOU!!!" She exclaims while getting back up. "PINCHE PENDEJO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?!?!"

"There she is! Great to see you so full of energy again!" Tez said snarkily towards his sister.

Both cousins were holding back their respective servant. "Amor! You're in no shape to fight!" Rex told Quetz.

"Tezcatlipoca! Don't instigate a fight! You two will destroy the shadow border!" Nota insisted.

In a panic, Goredolf demanded Mash to prepare to protect the vehicle. "Demi-servant! Please be sure to do something if those two can't control their servants!"

"I will try my best!" Mash stated.

"Amor?" Tez asked. "You telling me you finally nabbed a partner? Took you long enough!"

"Pinche perro! Cállate tu boca!" She yelled. "That's none of your business!"

Simultaneously both cousins yelled "Enough! By my command seal! STAND DOWN!" The commands were issued, and both siblings were physically restrained by the spell.

"You two can't just fight like this! We're literally the last bastion of humanity! If you fight carelessly like this, humanity is over!" Nota tells the two of them.

The two of them didn't like it, but it was true they couldn't find it out. Not like this. "Fine! I won't attack this bastard… for now." Quetz said.

"Guess I'll work with birdy for now." Tez stated.

"Thank you" Rex says.

After the two were pacified, Mash stood down, both her and Goredolf relieved they were able to calm their servants down.

Rex grabbed Quetzalcoatl again, and started to guide her elsewhere. "C'mon, amor. I'll show you to my room."

"That sounds much more pleasant." She said, going with him, but not before giving her brother the stink eye.

Nota helped Tezca back up. "I'm not exactly surprised that you like to mess with her, but please chill out with that? You're a lot cooler then I was expecting, so please don't ruin it." She tells him.

"Heh. Least someone's opening their eyes." He states.

"Well, I'm not as close to Quetzalcoatl as my cousin is (obviously), and I always figured I'd wanna get your side of things along with hers. And so far you've been noticeably nicer then how she described, but you still have time to ruin that." She tells him.

"Well I do hope I don't ruin it for you. I still find you more then worthy to be a good master." He tells her.

Nota had a slight blush from that statement. "It is an honor to hear that from you." She says. "Ahem, anyways. Holmes, where are we going to next?"

"We're actually getting a signal from out in the Atlantic Ocean." He tells her. "We're planning to investigate it, as it's possibly more people."

"The Scandinavian Lostbelt is on the way aswell." Goredolf states. "So we'll be handling that on the way."

"Sounds like a good plan." Nota responds. "Guess we can use the time to get to know each other." She tells Tez.

Meanwhile, Koyanskaya took Kadoc to Kirschtaria's lostbelt, after his was destroyed.

"Wow! Way to screw things up, Kadoc." Beryl laughed.

"How was Chaldea able to destroy your lostbelt if they were so limited?" Ophelia questioned him.

"Now I'm sure he has good reason, don't you, Kadoc?" Kirschtaria questioned.

"Listen, I don't know how, but everything was going fine until the last second somehow that 2nd rate magus managed to summon a fucking divine spirit!" Kadoc said with frustration.

"Did he now?" Daybit asked.

"What kind of Divine spirit could he have possibly summoned?" Akuta asked him.

"Quetzalcoatl." Kadoc said. "Suddenly he showed up at the tree with her, and destroyed both my servant and It with her."

"Quetzalcoatl?!" Said a voice behind Daybit. "They have Quetzalcoatl with them?"

"Control yourself." Daybit told the figure.

"Oh? Your servant seems very interested to hear that name, Daybit." Pepe noticed.

"Well if the servant is from Latin America like his lostbelt, they're probably familiar with her." Kirschtaria comments.

A while after the meeting, Daybit talked to his servant. "You need to control yourself when I'm in a meeting with them."

"Sorry master, but them having Birdy with them changes things." The servant says.

"What are you planning?" Daybit questions.

"Something very fun!" The figure says, as he takes off his orange sunglasses, his blonde hair shining in the light. "Can you get me into contact with that Fox girl? Her assistance will be invaluable in this."

"So long as you still stay focused on our plan, then I don't mind it. Tezcatlipoca." Daybit finishes.

A/N: Next fic!!! Bit of a family reunion between Quetzalcoatl and Tezcatlipoca! Which obviously didn't end well. But that's to be expected. Meanwhile, it seems someone has plans in the Latin American lostbelt!!! Wonder what they could be!

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