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Hold My Hand: John Wick x Reader Chapter 167

warnings: a little long and nsfw hmh masterlist

Today has been frustrating to say the least. John has been talking a lot more about Helen lately, and usually it doesn’t bother you but lately it has been. Her birthday is coming up soon, so you’re sure it’s just that which is causing him to talk about her so much. You don’t mind hearing stories about her since, at the end of the day, John is married to you and the two of you have a child together, but there’s only so many Helen stories you can hear before you start to feel a little jealous in a way.

John had told you about three different stories in the past two days, and you tried to gently tell him that you’re a little sick of the stories, but Ronan threw up everywhere and ruined the moment. Babies, right? You ended up getting so frustrated with John’s stories that you’ve been pretty much ignoring him all day. If you do talk to him, you’re usually pretty short with him, and he’s obviously picked up on it that something is wrong with you since he’s keeping his distance.

Or maybe he just doesn’t care.

Ronan is at your parents’ house for the night, so you’re hoping that you can get a little dressed up and try to take John’s mind off of Helen and put his focus back onto you. You dropped Ronan off, then you went to the mall and grabbed a few new pieces of lingerie in hopes that John will finally give you a little more attention.

Again you’re aware that John is married to you and that Helen isn’t…coming back to steal him, but it sucks that his mind has been so preoccupied with Helen lately. Your marriage is starting to suffer a little bit, and now you’re even getting into little spats over nothing. You literally yelled at him over something that usually wouldn’t annoy you at all.

Inhaling deeply, you get out of the car and head inside to hear John talking on the phone. You left your bag in the car since you knew John would be around the house, so you just walk into the kitchen and see him at the kitchen table.

John looks over his shoulder at you and waves, then he turns back around, “Yeah, man, sounds good. Alright, bye.”

You set your purse on the table and look at John as he gets up, “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, Aurelio asked if I wanted to go play some pool tonight, so I said yes.” he says as he opens the fridge to get something to eat.

“Oh,” you slouch a little, “Okay.”

John looks at you and raises his eyebrows, “Is that okay, or…”

“You don’t need my permission.” you say as you look at him, then you shrug, “Have fun then.”

“Well, what are you going to do tonight?”

You inhale as you shrug, “Uh, I don’t know. There’s a lot that I can do. I need to go through Ro’s closet and pack away her clothes that don’t fit. I need to do some laundry. I mean, I’d hang out with Tess, but they’re up at the lake house with Jimmy’s family for the week.”

John nods, “Yeah, I thought about that.”

“I’ll find something. There’s plenty I can do around the house. I do have a new book that I’ve wanted to read, so…” you say, putting a fake smile on your face.

Nodding his head, John looks down at his bottle of water, “Uh, do you think you’ll manage the dogs tonight? I might not be back in time to take them for a walk. Sadie can be a handful.”

“Yeah, of course. I was thinking about taking them to the Oyster Bay dog park.” you say as you shrug, and John nods his head. “I don’t have anything else planned, so…”

“I better go shower. Aurelio is going to pick me up. He’s got a new car he wants to show me.” John says, and you nod as you look up him.

John leans down and kisses your cheek before he leaves, and you slouch a little since you’re going to be spending the night alone. There are several things that you need to get done around the house, but they won’t take more than an hour. Maybe you can surprise John when he gets home though.

“Well, I might as well get started on laundry.” you say to yourself, then you head upstairs to your bedroom as John shuffles though his drawers. You take the laundry basket and set it aside before you head into the bathroom to grab any dirty towels and clothes, then you come back out to find John looking at you.

“So, are you just going to continue to pretend you’re not mad at me?” John asks, and you look at him. He gestures to you and shakes his head, “I know you’re mad at me.”

You wave it off, “It’s nothing.”

“It’s something. You’ve been giving me the cold shoulder all day.” he says, and you shrug as you walk over to the laundry basket. “Tell me now before I leave.”

You furrow your brow as you look at him, “You--”

“Not leave,” he says, shaking his head, “But I mean before I leave in a bit.”

“Nah, it’s all good.” you say, and John huffs as you look at him, “God, fine. I just thought we’d hang out tonight. Since you know, it’s been a few nights since we’ve been alone, but I get it. You have friends too.”

John shrugs, “I haven’t hung out with Aurelio in a while. Thought it’d be fun.”

“Hey,” you reach out for his hand and smile, “It’s all good.”

Obviously it hurts your feelings that John doesn’t realize that you’re hurt that he’s been talking about Helen so much and not really spending time with you, but you’ll let it go for now. You’d hate to upset him before he goes out for some fun. You had an ex who did that to you all the time and it’s not fair--you refuse to do the same to John.

Squeezing his arm a little, you smile at him, then you grab the laundry basket and head down to do the laundry, but John calls out for you.

“I know you’re mad at me.” he says, and you shrug. “Can we talk about it later?”

“Of course.” you nod, then you head downstairs.

Bleu and Sadie had so much fun at the dog park and they tired themselves out, so you dropped them off at home before you decided to take a long drive. You got yourself a greasy cheeseburger, some fries and a chocolate shake, then you drove around aimlessly for about two hours just listening to music. You have to admit that it was nice to have an evening to just yourself. You needed it more than you even realized, and you’re feeling a little bit better than you did earlier. That is until you look down at your phone to see that you don’t have any texts from John.

John’s been gone for about five hours now, and usually he’ll just text you a simple little message, even just a heart emoji to let you know that he’s thinking about you. Today you’ve gotten nothing. Either he’s ignoring you now or he’s having a lot of fun.

You pull into the driveway and open the garage to put your car in, then you sigh as you get out of the car. You’re greeted by Bleu and Sadie as you walk inside, and you lean down to pet them before you let them into the backyard for a bit.

Whenever your mom has Ronan, you always call her before she goes down for the night, so you sit down on the couch and pull your phone out, pressing it to your ear.

“Hello?”

“Hey,” you sigh softly, “How is Ro?”

Your mom laughs, “She’s good, like she always is. She’s laying in Dan’s arms right now getting her bottle before she goes down. She’s been an angel today! We went for a nice walk this afternoon and played with some bubbles, then she had some steamed chicken for lunch.”

“Oh, she’s a big fan of chicken.”

“She gets it from her mom,” your mom says, and you smile a little. “Ro, say goodnight to your momma and daddy.”

The smile fades from your face when you realize your mom thinks John is with you. You hear Ronan babbling on the other end of the phone, and you smile to yourself.

“Goodnight, baby!” you say to her even though she probably can’t hear you, then you sigh as you sit back on the couch.

“No goodnight from dad?”

You inhale deeply and sigh, “Uh, no, he’s out with Aurelio tonight. They went to play pool or something.”

“I bet that’s been nice to just have a day to yourself.”

“Yeah, it’s been alright.” you shrug, then you get up and head to your bedroom. “I’m probably gonna crash early since Ro is with you and John is out.”

Your mom laughs, “Nothing wrong with that, honey. Get some rest. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Give Ro a kiss for me and her dad. Love you.” you say, then you sit down on the bed and look down at your phone as you hang up with your mom. You look over at the drawer where you have the lingerie tucked in, then you get up and grab it before you head to the bathroom.

Fixing the lace on the garter belt, you look at yourself in the mirror and smile, then you poke your head out to the bedroom when you hear the front door open. You quickly fluff your hair up and fix your makeup a little, then you peek around the corner as John walks in and sits down on the bed.

“Hey,” you say, and he barely glances over his shoulder, “How was your night?”

“Pretty good. We played a couple rounds of pool, a few of darts, and I unfortunately had too many drinks since I feel a little tipsy.” he says, keeping his back to you as he pulls his shirt off and kicks his shoes off. “It was a good thing I didn’t drive.”

You lean against the wall seductively since you’re expecting John to turn around and see you, but he just lays back to pull his pants off. He groans as he sits back up and tosses his pants carelessly onto the floor, and you slouch a little.

Walking over to the bed, you crawl onto it and kiss John’s back up to his neck in hopes that it’ll get him in the mood. He looks over his shoulder at you and smiles softly as you move to kiss his neck, then he leans back a little to look at what you’re wearing. You move closer to him as you kiss his face and move your hand to his crotch, but he pulls your hand off of him.

“We need to talk.”

“We don’t need to talk it out right now,” you whisper as you move closer to him, “We can just…work our way through it first.”

John gently takes your hands and pulls them off his chest, “Not tonight, baby.”

You hold his gaze for a moment as you grow sad and embarrassed, tears filling your eyes, then you pull on your robe that you left on the bed. You kick off your heels and pull your robe shut as your chin wobbles, and you grab your pajamas from your drawer before you grab your pillow and phone.

“I’m sleeping downstairs.”

John sighs, “You don’t have to sleep downstairs. It’s fine, peach.”

“No,” you look down to avoid his gaze since you’re so damn embarrassed, “I want to sleep alone tonight.”

Holding tight to your pillow, you head down to the guest bedroom, then you close the door and lock it since you know John will probably try to come talk it out at some point, and you’re so embarrassed that you don’t even want to see him right now.

You pull off the lingerie like it’s infected and leave it on the en suite bathroom floor, then you pull on your pajama shorts and shirt before you crawl into the bed and pull the blankets over your head as you cry.

It’s Thursday, which means John works the morning until about noon, then the two of you would usually go and get Ronan. You’re planning on getting her and dropping her off with John for the rest of the day. You’ve successfully avoided John before he left for work--not that it was really that hard. You just don’t want to even see him right now, and apparently he’s fine with it since he hasn’t tried to talk to you.

Looking into your mirror, you see that your eyes are a little swollen and bloodshot from crying so much last night, but you put on a brave face and head in to get Ronan. You open the door and smile when you hear Ronan squealing and babbling, and you wave at her as you walk into the living room.

“Hi, bug!” you smile, leaning down to get her, and as soon as she’s in your arms, you begin to cry softly. You sniffle as you lean back to look at her, and you smile when she tugs your hair, “I missed you!”

“She’s been so good,” your mom says, then she looks over to the door in confusion, “Jonathan isn’t with you?”

You hold her gaze as you shake your head and start to cry, and she immediately reaches out and pulls you to the couch. She holds you in her arms as you cry, calming you down and telling you that everything is okay, and you cling to Ronan a little tighter.

“I don’t know what’s going on. I know this is just normal marriage stuff, but I never thought John and I would be affected by it.” you whisper as you sit up, “We just haven’t been ourselves lately.”

Your mom nods, “Maybe you two need some time alone to talk things through.”

“I really need Tess right now,” you say, and your mom nods. “It’s just…a little awkward talking about sex with you, mom.”

Your mom laughs softly, “Okay, I’m sure.”

“Is it okay if I just leave Ronan with you for the rest of the day? I can get her tonight before dinner.”

“Of course!” your mom smiles as she rubs your back, “If John shows up…”

You nod, “He can take her. I’m sure he’ll be confused to not see her when he gets home or whatever. I don’t really know what he’s thinking lately.”

“That’s new.”

“It is!” you laugh as you set Ronan back down on the floor so she can play with her toys, “In all honesty, I just don’t really want to see him right now. Not while my emotions are so intense. I just…”

Your mom wraps her arm around you and rubs your back as you cry, “It’s okay.”

You sigh as you look over at her, “He’s been talking about Helen a lot more lately. It just hurts my feelings. Usually I don’t care, but him talking about her all the time and then not really giving the usual amount of affection is just weird. I just feel like there’s a disconnect and I’m not sure if it was intentional.”

“I can promise that it’s no intentional, honey.” she smiles as you look at her, and you inhale deeply when you realize John has talked to her. “I promise you. Just go home and talk to him.”

Nodding your head, you look down at your wedding ring as you sniffle, then you inhale deeply and exhale as you get up to hug and kiss Ronan, “I love you, bug. I’ll be back to get you later.”

You wave at your mom as you walk over to grab your purse, and she gives you two thumbs up as you laugh.

Sitting at the table as you flip through a magazine, you hear the door open and the dogs both get up to greet John. You clear your throat a little as you sit at the table and wait for John to find you, but there’s a part of you that feels like maybe he doesn’t care that you’re even home.

“Hey,” John walks in the kitchen and furrows his brow a little, “Where’s the bug?”

“Uh, at my mom’s still. I’m gonna get her later.”

John looks at you for a moment, then he nods his head and looks down, “Uh, I have a book I need to get done by tomorrow, so I just really need to focus on that. It’s just that there’s a deadline and I haven’t been focused so much on it lately, so…”

“Okay.” you bite your cheek as you look at him, then you slouch when he leaves the room.

You’ll just have to talk to him later.

Since John was still downstairs working on his book, you decided to just sleep in the guest bedroom again. You haven’t talked to him at all, and you even called to ask if Ronan could stay the night again. Your mom took it as a good sign, though it really wasn’t.

You sit up in bed as your stomach growls and look over to see it’s nearly 2 in the morning. You stretch a little, then you get up and quietly open the door to find John laying back against the wall as he sleeps. You smile to yourself as you look at him, then you kneel down and gently brush your thumb over his cheek.

“John,” you whisper to him, then you smile when he opens his eyes, “Go up to bed. Go to bed. You can’t be comfortable here.”

“You locked the door.” he says softly as you nod, then he sits up a little, “I can’t do this anymore.”

You look down as you tear up, “I know. Me neither.”

John reaches over to touch your cheek, “That doesn’t mean what I think it means, does it?”

“Well, what did you mean?”

“I miss my wife.” he whispers, then he rubs his thumb over your cheek and down to your bottom lip, “I miss my best friend.”

Tears roll down your cheeks as you sit down on the floor, then you look at him and nod, “I miss mine too.”

“I promise that we can talk through everything in the morning, but for now, can I just hold my wife?” John asks, and you nod your head. He gets up and reaches for your hands, then he helps you stand up.

Holding hands with John, you head up to your bedroom with him and smile to yourself, feeling your hand in his for the first time in what seems like weeks. You crawl into bed and lay down on your side only to realize you left your pillow down in the guest bedroom. John lays down on the bed and moves his pillow over to share with you, then he smiles when you get under the blankets with him.

John gently rubs his thumb over your cheek as you look at him, “I love you.”

“Do you?” you ask as you tear up again.

“I do.” he nods, then he pulls you closer until you’re inches from his face, “I will never stop loving you. It’s a promise.”

You nod your head as you look at him, “We’ll talk in the morning?”

“Of course.” he whispers, then he leans forward to kiss you. He pulls you closer as he lays on his back, then he holds you in his arms, “I love you more than anything.”

“I love you too.”

You feel John pressing kisses to your face and neck as you lay in bed, and you slowly open your eyes and smile when you see him next to you. You inhale deeply and roll onto your side, and you’re a little taken aback when he leans over and kisses you. He slips his tongue into your mouth as he crawls on top of you, and you laugh when he buries his face in the crook of your neck.

“God, I’ve missed you,” he smiles, then he sits up to look at you, “Missed that laugh.”

“We still need to talk, so don’t start getting all lovey-dovey. I’m not sure you’re going to love me after this conversation.” you say as you tuck his hair away from his face.

John gives you a blank stare, then he shakes his head, “You could tell me that you hate my guts and wished I was dead, and I’d still love you.”

“You know I’d never say that though, and I definitely don’t hate you or wish you were dead.”

“Well, I would hope not.” he says, and you both start to laugh.

Taking a deep breath, you sit up in bed and cross your legs before you look down at your hands and spin your wedding ring. John sits up next to you and wraps his right arm around your waist, then he presses a soft kiss to your shoulder.

“I don’t want to hurt your feelings.”

“I hurt yours the other night…” John whispers to you, and you look over at him, your cheeks growing warm and red when you remember how embarrassed you were, “You could kill me and I’d think it was justified because I hurt you.”

You bite your cheek as you look at him, then you look down and frown, “I know that Helen’s birthday is coming up, and you know that I usually don’t mind hearing stories about her, but lately it’s just been one story after another. You haven’t been giving me the same amount of affection as usual, and I just thought…maybe you weren’t all in with me anymore. Like the novelty of me wore off or something. Like…like you were just over me and you were ready to move on to the next.”

John moves your hair away from your face and nods when you look at him, giving you more time to get out everything that you need to say.

“Lately it has been painfully obvious who you wish was still here with you.” you whisper as John’s eyes grow sad. “You swapped out kissing me for telling me stories about the time you and Helen went to Fiji. You stopped holding my hand and replaced it when the story about the time you and Helen took a roadtrip. You stopped having sex with me, showing me affection, giving me even just an ounce of your love, and I noticed that I’m not the main focus anymore. I’ve completely been replaced by a ghost from your past. And…unfortunately, between you and me, if I can’t be your main focus anymore, then…”

“Stop!” John shakes his head as he looks away, then he looks back at you with tears in his eyes, “So, you want a divorce?”

“So, you’re admitting that I’m not your main focus anymore? Your dead wife is?” you get off the bed and laugh as you grab out something to wear, “It’s funny how you promised me that I was always going to be your main focus. You always reassured me that it was me who you cared about most. And yeah, if you can’t see what you have in front of you and you’re going to continue to live in the past, then yes, I want a divorce! I’m not going to feel inferior in my relationship again. I did it before and I refuse to do it again. I deserve to be put first. I deserve to be someone’s main focus.”

John gently touches your arm and shakes his head, “She’s not my main focus--you are! You’re my main focus. You and Ronan are everything to me, you know this! I know you know this!”

“Then why can’t you stop talking about Helen?”

“Because I want her to see how happy I am and I’m sad that she’s missing out on it.” he says, and you shake your head as you walk away. “Baby, I promise that you’re the only one I want. I need you. I need you more than I’ve never needed someone before. I can’t function without you!”

You look over at him and shrug, “I don’t believe you anymore.”

“What can I do to make you believe me?”

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe stop talking about your dead wife all the time.” you say, and John immediately nods his head. You groan as you close your eyes, “I’m hearing the way I’m talking, and I hate it. I hate that I’ve gotten to this point--being jealous over her, but I can’t keep pushing aside my feelings just to protect you. I used to push aside my feelings for other people and I refuse to do that now.”

“And I don’t want you to. I want you to tell me how you’re feeling.” John says as he walks over to you, reaching out for your hands. “I want you to be honest with me. We’ve always been honest with each other about things, we’ve always talked things through. It’s always worked for us. Why change that now? Come here. Please.”

You walk with John back over to the bed, and you sigh loudly as you sit down with him, “I’m scared that we can’t come back from this.”

“Yes, we can.” John whispers, rubbing his thumb over your cheek, “You found guns in the basement and we came back from that. We got into a huge fight about that pregnancy test, and we came back from that. We can come back from this. We can come back from anything.”

Wiping away the tears on your face, you look down as you cry harder, “I’m scared you don’t love me as much anymore, like all the love you had for me in the beginning has dried up and you don’t have any more.”

“Listen to me,” John tilts your chin up and smiles at you, “It’s because I love you so damn much that I’ve been talking about Helen. I know it doesn’t sound like it makes sense, but just hear me out.”

You laugh tearfully, “You better make it make sense, Wick.”

John takes a deep breath and exhales as he holds your hand, “I think there’s still this part of me that feels a little guilty. I’m married to this amazing, beautiful, smart, kind, everything-under-the-sun-that-is-wonderful woman, and we have a beautiful daughter together. We live this amazing life with each other, and every day is an absolute dream. So, I think there’s this part of me that feels guilty because I feel like I’m truly giving my all to you, and I didn’t do that with Helen--she didn’t even know my past. I’m so sorry that I’ve been talking about her so much, and I’m so sorry that I’ve made you feel like you’re not important to me. I promise to you that you are my best friend and the only person I can see myself with. You’re the love of my life, and I’m so fucking sorry that I haven’t made you feel as important as you are. You have given me so much: a great marriage, our sweet bug, an amazing fucking life. I owe everything to you. I am so sorry for how I’ve treated you.”

You reach over to hug John as you cry, then you bury your face in the crook of his neck as he holds you. He pulls you closer until you’re almost in his lap, and he clings to you like his life depends on it.

“And the implication that you’re just some novelty or trophy wife hurts.” he whispers into your hair, “You’re everything, Y/N. Everything to me. I don’t want you to ever think that there’s a time limit on my love for you. It’s never going to go away or wear off. If anything, my love for you gets deeper every day.”

You nod, “I know.”

“I love you so much, baby.” John says, then he leans back and cups your face, “And I’m sorry for embarrassing you the other night.”

You immediately look down as your cheeks turn red, then you sit back and shrug, “It’s okay.”

“I want you to know that I thought you looked fucking amazing.” he smiles as you look at him, and you shrug again. “I just…didn’t want you to think that I was not in the mood to talk but I wanted to have sex, you know? I didn’t want you to think I was using you or anything.”

“But I was the one initiating the sex…”

John nods, “I know, but I just didn’t want you to think I was just using you to have sex and that I was going to go back to just treating you like shit.”

You shrug as you look over at him, “I just wanted to know if you still found me attractive.”

“Oh, trust me, I do!” John laughs as you start to smile, “And I definitely realized that we haven’t had time alone, and I’m suffering.”

Looking up at John, you hold his gaze as you smile softly, then you look down and exhale, “I still feel a little stupid.”

“I’m sure,” John nods, then he tilts your chin up, “But it’s nothing compared to how I feel. I’ve treated the one person who loves me endlessly like shit. I’m embarrassed and shocked--shocked that you didn’t pack a bag and leave me.”

“I wasn’t going to leave you, John. I just wanted us to get back to the way we were.”

John reaches over for your hand and kisses the back of it, “And we will. I promise that I’ll work harder than ever to prove that to you.”

“I believe you.” you whisper as you hold his gaze, then you gesture to the bathroom, “I better shower. I need to get Ro soon.”

“Can I come with? When you pick up bug?”

You nod as you get up from the bed, “Of course, John.”

John sighs as he looks up at you, then he reaches out for your hand, “I really am so sorry.”

“I know,” you nod, then you squeeze his hand, “I love you.”

“I love you more.” he whispers, then he lets go of your hand as you walk into the bathroom.

Ronan was so excited to see her daddy when you picked her up earlier, and she’s been clinging to him all night. You’ve been clinging to him too, well, more like he’s been clinging to you! He’s been giving you an explosion of affection but you’re not complaining about it at all. He’s definitely not doing that toxic love bomb thing though--John is always affectionate.

“Dada!” Ronan squeals loudly as John pushes her stroller, and you lean down to look at her. She reaches out to touch your face as she giggles, and you playfully chew on her fingers.

Holding tight to John’s arm, you walk with him up the driveway and smile when he leans over to kiss your head.

“I need to finish that book tonight, but I think I’ll be able to finish it quickly. Probably within 45 minutes.” John says, and you reach down to get Ronan out of her stroller, “Then I thought we could watch a movie.”

“Sounds good.”

John smiles as he folds up Ronan’s stroller and rests it against the wall when he gets inside, then he turns to you, “I do wanna come with and say goodnight to my favorite bug.”

You hold Ronan in your arms as you walk up to her room with John behind you, then you set her down while you grab out her pajamas and the lotion she needs for her skin so she doesn’t get too dry at night. She has a fan that she’s been sleeping with to keep her cool at night, but sometimes it dries out her skin.

“Why are you getting so big, huh?” John says as he sits down to change Ronan’s diaper, and you turn around and smile as he tickles her tummy. Ronan laughs as John blows raspberries on her tummy, then she puts her hands on John’s face when John lifts her up and kisses her. “Our baby is growing up so fast.”

You frown as you sit down on the floor next to him, “I know. I can’t believe how big she’s getting.”

“Time is flying,” he whispers, watching as Ronan walks over to get a toy, “I feel like I’ve been saying that since the day you got pregnant. Makes me sad how fast it’s going by.”

You nod as you look over at him, “But it really hasn’t been that long. Seems like it, but it hasn’t.”

“True,” John smiles as Ronan walks over to him with a toy, and he smiles wide and playfully grabs her and makes a loud chomping noise on her stomach as she squeals with laughter.

John is the best dad ever, and Ronan is always laughing non-stop when he’s around. He’s always playing with her on the floor and encouraging her, and you’re so happy that she has such a great dad.

“Okay, okay, let’s not get too crazy.” you laugh as you stand up, “We’re trying to get her to sleep, remember?”

John laughs as he gets up from the floor, then he reaches down for Ronan and cradles her in his arms. He bounces her a little and smiles at her as she sucks her thumb, and you walk over to get a better look at her sweet face. Ronan looks over at you and reaches out for your face and she smiles when you playfully nibble on her fingers. You watch Ronan’s eyes growing heavy with sleep, and before you know it, she’s out.

“Babies,” you laugh as John leans down so you can kiss her, “I wish I could fall asleep that fast.”

John chuckles, “Give you a few cocktails and you do fall asleep that fast.”

“Yeah, true.”

“Goodnight, bug.” John whispers as he kisses Ronan’s cheek, then he lays her down while you turn on her nightlight and fan. He reaches for your hand and walks with you out of the bedroom, then he pats Bleu’s side as he trots in to stand guard all night. “Okay, I’m gonna head downstairs to finish up the book real quick, then I promise you have my undivided attention all night.”

You wrap your arms around John’s neck and lean up to kiss him, “Okay.”

“I promise that I am going to make up for the other night.” he whispers against your lips, and you nod your head. “I’ll be back up soon.”

You kiss John once more than you watch as he quickly heads down to the basement. You know that John will most likely take 30 minutes to get everything done, but you honestly want to join him. He doesn’t mind you hanging out with him while he works but he usually gets distracted by you since he always offers to let you help. Tonight you want to distract him in a different way.

Taking a deep breath, you head into your bedroom and open your drawer to get out the lingerie that you tried to wear for John, and you stare down at it.

“You can do this.” you whisper to yourself to get yourself hyped up, then you exhale shakily as you run a marquee of bad thoughts through your head.

What if John doesn’t like it? What if he doesn’t want to have sex with you right now? What if he gets mad at you for distracting him?

“Stop,” you whisper, silencing the thoughts clouding your head, then you stand up and look at yourself in the mirror, “He loves you, he thinks you’re sexy. He’ll love this.”

You head into the bathroom to get changed into the lingerie, and you grab out your make up bag to touch of your makeup that you’re already wearing. You exhale shakily as you stand in the bathroom and continue to get yourself a pep talk in your head, then you begin to undress.

Standing in front of the mirror, you turn to the side a little and smile as you check yourself out, then you fix the bra straps a little more. You look really good, and if John doesn’t think so, he’s out of his mind. You grab your robe off the hook and put it on, then you decide to forget the shoes since John will immediately turn around when he hears you’re wearing heels.

“Okay, you can do this. Who knows? This could be the best sex of your life…” you whisper to yourself as you walk down to the living room. You place your hand on the door handle as you try to calm yourself down, then you open the door and head downstairs.

John still has his back to you when you get to the bottom of the stairs, and you walk up behind him and lean against his back. He glances over his shoulder at you, then he leans back a little to kiss you.

“Bored upstairs?”

“Yeah, a little bit.” you say, then you wrap your arms around his waist, “Thought I’d come join you.”

John chuckles, “Well, you might be just as bored.”

You let go of John to pull off your robe, then you toss it on the couch behind you. Your hands shake as you stand there for a moment since you don’t know what to do, then you tap John’s shoulder and watch as he looks over his shoulder. He furrows his brow a little and spins around in his chair to get a better look at you, and his mouth instantly drops open as he stares at you.

“Do I look okay?”

John lets out a laugh in disbelief, then he grabs you and kisses you hard on the lips as he lifts you into his lap. He tosses the tool he was using over his shoulder as he kisses your neck, and you laugh when it rolls off the table and onto the floor.

“Should we go upstairs?” you ask as John continues to kiss your neck.

“No,” he shakes his head and sets you down, then he walks over to the sleeper sofa and pulls out the bed with little to no effort that makes the ache between your legs throb, “I’m taking you here. I can’t wait any longer.”

You shrug as you look at him, “Probably a good idea considering I think I might a little too loud.”

“No such thing.”

You smile as you watch John getting the bed all set up, and you laugh when he walks back over and grabs you to pull you into his arms. John carefully lays you down on the bed as you smile at him, then he crawls up to you and leaves kisses along your body. He tugs the garter belt that you’re wearing as you let out a small laugh, and you lean up to look at him as he gazes at you.

“So beautiful,” he whispers, pecking you before he gives your body more attention, “You look so fucking hot, baby.”

John continues to kiss all over your stomach and thighs, and you smile when he spreads your legs apart and gently rubs you over your underwear. You whimper softly as he slides his hand into your panties, then you prop yourself up on your elbows as you look down at him.

“You make me so wet, John.” you whisper as he smiles at you, then you lay back down so he can pull your underwear off. John loves a garter belt and stockings duo, so of course he doesn’t dare touch those. You close your eyes and bite your bottom lip when you feel John’s tongue sliding between your legs, and you arch your back and moan loudly when he sucks on your clit, “Oh, shit!”

John sucks on his finger before he slides it into your pussy, and you grip the mattress as he pumps his finger in and out slowly. He crawls up to you as he continues to finger you, and you grab him to pull him down to your lips.

“Fuck me,” you whisper to him as you frantically unbuckle his belt, and you smile when John lets out a small laugh, “What? I want you!”

“I want you too.” he whispers as he kneels on the bed to pull his shirt off, then he quickly kicks his pants and boxers off before he lays back down on top of you, “I always want you. Always.”

You wrap one arm around his neck and place your other hand on his cheek as he lays down on top and gets himself situated. You hold his gaze as he leans closer to your face, his lips brushing against yours and his breath hot against your skin, and you moan softly as he slips between your legs. John lets out a small breath as he pushes himself in deeper, then he swallows hard and shudders when he moves as far in as he can get. He says something about the feeling but it gets caught in his throat, so you’re not sure exactly what it was. You’ll take it as a compliment.

John slowly begins to thrust his hips as he holds your gaze, then he leans down to kiss you before he continues looking at you, “God, you’re so beautiful. I love you so much.”

“I love you,” you whisper to him as he smiles at you, “I love you more than anything.”

Digging your nails into John’s biceps, you arch your back and moan loudly as pleasure courses through your body, electrifying every nerve. The sound of John between your legs grows louder as you become wetter, and you cling to him as he picks up speed.

“Does that feel good?” he croons in your ear, and you whimper loudly, nodding your head, “You want me deeper?”

“Oh, fuck!” you scream loudly as John sits up to get a better angle, and you reach down and rub circles on your clit as John watches. He pats your thigh a little to get you to roll over, then he holds your hips as you kneel on the bed and wait for him to slide back between your legs.

John’s right hand slides up your back to your neck as he slowly pumps his hips, then he helps you sit up to lean against his chest. You look down as John pulls your bra off and tosses it to the floor, then you close your eyes and smile when John caresses your breasts and sucks on your neck. He immediately begins to fondle your breast with the piercing, and you let out a small laugh.

“Fuck, yes…” John whispers as he thrusts his hips, and you feel his hand sliding between your legs. You lean your hands on the back of the sofa as John grips your hips tighter and pounds into you, then you smile when he leans down to kiss your cheek. “My girl. My favorite person on this planet. Fuck, I love how you feel.”

You whimper as you lean back more to kiss John, then you squeeze your eyes shut and feel John’s breath against your neck as you both moan loudly. John jerks his hips harder one last time, then he lays down and smiles when you crawl on top of him. He holds your waist as you slide down every inch of him, and you place your hands on his chest as you roll your hips.

“You feel…” you shiver as your teeth begin to chatter, then you grip John’s chest harder, “You feel so…good! I need you to fuck me harder!”

John bends his knees and wraps his arms around you so you’ll lay against his chest, then he kisses you as he thrusts his hips. You cling to John as you let out a loud string of moans, then you grip his bicep as you nearly scream his name.

“Oh, shit! Oh, fuck, John! John!” you scream into the crook of his neck, then your body begins to jolt as you come.

John’s hips begin to move faster as he brings on his orgasm, and you cling to him even tighter since he’s losing his rhythm. He holds tight to you as he jerks his hips one last time to fill you up, then he frantically moves your hair out of your face to kiss you.

“Oh, god!” you moan loudly as John holds tight to you and rolls you onto the bed, then he kisses down to your chest, taking your nipple into his mouth. “Mm…”

“You…are so good.” John whispers, and you open your eyes to finally look at him, “So good, baby. I love you more than anything in this world, and I can promise that that will never change. You are the only person I want, the only person who I think of. You are a constant thought in my mind. No one else. Just my favorite girl.”

You reach up to touch John’s cheek, then you nod your head when he wipes away the tear slowly sliding down your cheek, “I love you so much, John. I just don’t want to lose you.”

“You are never losing me. I am with you until our last days.” he whispers, then he gently kisses you, “You’re the love of my life. The absolute love of my life, and that will never change.”

You sit up and pull your knees close to your chest to cover your breasts since you always feel a little self-conscious after you and John are intimate, then you look at him and tilt your head a little as you try to unscramble your thoughts.

“I’m sorry for being so blunt about Helen,” you whisper as John reaches over for your hand.

“Don’t be,” he shakes his head and moves closer, “Sometimes it’s okay to be blunt, especially when your husband is being clueless.”

You shake your head, “I don’t want you to think I’m still here always worrying about your love for me, or thinking that you’re still in love with Helen. Helen hasn’t been a subject of conversation for…a long time, then all of the sudden every story is about her. I know her birthday is soon…”

John nods as he sits up, then he looks over at you still covering yourself up. He lets out a small laugh, then he reaches over for his t-shirt, offering it to you. He grabs his boxers from the floor and pulls them on, then he smiles when you pull your hair away from your face.

He used to never be this comfortable around you. When you first started dating, he wouldn’t dare be completely naked in front of you. Obviously he was naked when you’d have sex, but after he’d usually put a blanket over his waist. Not anymore. Nope. He’ll just lay right there in front of you, completely naked. You certainly don’t mind. John is very well endowed, so you definitely don’t mind when he wants to…let it all hang out. He’s confident and it’s sexy.

“You know you don’t need to cover up around me.” he says, and you chuckle as you nod. “Why do you do that?”

“Just self-conscious, I guess.” you shrug, looking at him, “I’ve always been like that after sex though.”

Probably has something to do with your ex. He’d love your body during sex but he was usually pretty critical of it afterwards. John has never been like that but sometimes it’s hard to let go of trauma and rewire your brain. John definitely makes you feel sexy though and you know he’d never say a bad thing about your body.

John nods, “I know. But you should never feel insecure around me. I love your body.”

A smile spreads across your face as John lightly brushes his fingers over the stretchmarks on your thighs that you always worry about, then he moves closer to kiss you.

“Your body is…” John whispers as you hold his gaze, “Incredible.”

You laugh loudly, then you shove John’s shoulder a little, “You’re full of shit.”

John shakes his head as he lounges out next to you, “Not at all, Mrs. Wick. You look great.”

“Thanks,” you smile and lean down to kiss him.

“I know that I’ve been talking about Helen more and like I said the other night, I just wish she could be here to see how happy I am.” John whispers, and your eyes soften when he looks down at your hand in his, “We have the life that Helen and I would have wanted; quiet, simple, relaxed. We also have this other life that you and I want which is just chaotic and loud and unpredictable.”

You laugh as you nod, “Well, that’s life with a baby.”

“And it’s great!” he smiles, then it slowly fades a little, “I just wish Helen could see how happy you and Ronan make me. It’s all so confusing to me, so I’m sure it is for you as well.”

“No, I get it.” you nod when he looks at you, “It’s a great life, why wouldn’t you want her to see that?”

John nods, “Helen wasn’t just my wife, she was my friend. She was my only friend. I didn’t have Jimmy and Aurelio then.”

You reach over and cup his face when his chin wobbles a little, “I know.”

“She’d be happy for me.” he says, and you scoot closer to him, “I know there was a part of Helen that knew I wanted a family. I didn’t even know it until I met you, but maybe it was always there. She just figured it out before me. Having a family was something that she couldn’t give me. Only you could give me all of this.”

You smile tenderly when John looks up at you, and you lean over to kiss him a few times as he rubs his thumb over your cheek. You hold his gaze for a moment, then you look down at his hand on your thigh.

“She would be so happy to know that I’ve found my peace,” he says, and you look at him, remembering the words from Helen’s final card to John. “You’re my peace. In this chaotic world we live in, you give me peace. You calm me, you settle my brain and unscramble my mind. There is no one in this world that can give me that but you. I know this and you know this. You’re my soulmate.”

You sniffle as you look up at him, “I’m not asking you to never speak about her. I have never asked you to not speak about her or tell me stories about her. I’m well aware that you were married once before and you had a pretty good life with her, and believe it or not, I am so happy that you had that.”

John smiles softly, “I know you are.”

“I’m glad that you had her and had a beautiful life while it lasted.” you smile as you reach over to cup his face, “I’m glad you had someone to take care of you until I got here.”

“Me too,” he whispers, kissing the palm of your hand.

You sigh a little as you hold his gaze, “Maybe you want Helen to meet Ronan…”

John looks down and nods his head as he holds your hand, “I was thinking about asking you, but I wasn’t sure. I don’t want to cross any lines.”

“Maybe if she meets her…”

“I’ll stop talking about her,” he says, and you slouch and look down as you tear up, feeling guilty about being so upset. “Hey, hey, look at me.”

You look up at John as he tilts your chin up, “I feel bad now.”

“Don’t.” he shakes his head, “Don’t feel bad. I apologize for how I’ve made you feel, okay? I’m sorry.”

“I know,” you smile as you look at him, “And I am too.”

John smiles as he wraps his arms around you to hug you tight, and you melt in the warmth and security of his arms. You bury your face in the crook of his neck and inhale his cologne sticking to his skin, then you lean back and smile when he moves your hair out of your face.

“Why don’t we go out and see Helen tomorrow?” you say, and John nods his head. You get up from the bed and grab your lingerie that is thrown around the basement, then you smile at John as he grabs his jeans. “Sorry I distracted you from finishing your book.”

“It was a much welcomed distraction,” he whispers against your lips, then he stands back as you trade out his t-shirt for your robe since he’ll need to finish his work. He pulls his shirt back on and smiles as he sits down on the stool and pulls you between his legs, “I’ll be up in about 20 minutes.”

You wrap your arms around his neck and look into his eyes, “Okay.”

“I love you more than anything in this world. I want you to know that,” he whispers as you tear up, “You’re the only one for me.”

“I love you too.” you lean forward to kiss him, then you gesture to his book as you sniffle, “I’ll let you finish that.”

John pats your side as he smiles at you, “I’ll be up soon. Please don’t go up there and cry.”

“I wont,” you say, despite the fact that you’re tearing up. John tilts his head and gives you a look that makes you laugh, “I won’t! It’s just a little extra leftover tears from our conversation.”

“I mean it, peach,” he pulls you back to him, “If you’re still feeling upset, talk to me. I want to make sure you’re okay.”

You cup his face and hold his gaze, “I am. I promise. I’m okay.”

John looks into your eyes for a moment longer, then he kisses you gently, “Okay. Just keep checking in with me, okay? I don’t want you to feel upset or anything.”

“I know.”

He’s truly the best man. He really, really is.

A smile spreads across your face as you watch John turning back to finish his book, and you head upstairs to take a shower.

John stopped by the florist to get some flowers for Helen, and you laughed when he came out with a huge bouquet for you as well. You’re certainly not upset with him anymore, but it is nice that he has apologized and acknowledged that he was talking about Helen too much.

You would never ask him to stop talking about her since you know he’s not purposely doing it to hurt your feelings. He’s just happy in his life and he feels guilty that he’s so happy and living a great life. It’s a hard thing for even John to wrap his head around half the time, so he doesn’t expect you to fully understand, but you understand enough.

Leaning against the tree, you smile as you watch John kneel down in front of Helen’s tombstone as he holds Ronan. You’re too far from him to be able to hear what he’s saying, but you can see his mouth moving. He bounces Ronan in his arms a little and kisses her cheek, then he looks at the granite tombstone as you tiptoe closer.

“Best thing that has ever happened to me, Hel, I swear. Being a dad is…amazing. It’s better than anything I could have imagined.” he whispers, and you stand back a little, “I still don’t know how I got so lucky. I’ll never understand what I did to deserve them. First with Y/N and now with Ronan. Still don’t know if I even deserve them. I’m trying my best not to let them down, but I might have failed lately with Y/N, but I’m trying. I’m trying every day to be better because that’s what she deserves. She’s…so amazing.”

Ronan looks over John’s shoulder and waves at you, and you smile as you wave back at her. She reaches out for you and causes John to look over his shoulder, and you grimace.

“Sorry,” you point at Ronan, “I can take her.”

“Nah, come here.” he sits down in the grass and reaches for your hand.

You sit down next to John and take Ronan to set her in your lap, then you look at him, “When was the last time you were here?”

“When we came here and her sister showed up,” he says, and you scrunch your face a little as he laughs, “Yeah. Well, I just wanted Helen to meet Ro since this is the last time I’ll be coming out here.”

You furrow your brow and shake your head, “John, I--”

“I know. I know you’re not suggesting that,” he nods as he looks at you, then he smiles, “But I think Helen would understand. I can already hear her yelling at me and telling me to stop coming to visit her when I have you and this chunky bug at home.”

You look down at Ronan as John pinches her cheek, then you look up at him as he continues.

“I have such a great life with you, peach.” he whispers, then he shakes his head as he gestures to the tombstone, “I’d be upset too if the tables were turned, so don’t ever think you’re wrong for feeling the way you feel. It’s just you and I now.”

“Us and the bug.”

John chuckles, nodding his head, “Us and the bug. And I love it.”

“We love you.” you smile as you meet him halfway to kiss him.

“Let’s get out of here,” he says, groaning a little as he gets up. He reaches down to help you up, then he brushes away the grass on the back of your pants before reaching for your hand, “I think we deserve some ice cream.”

You chuckle softly, “I’m not trying to blame everything on it because it obviously wasn’t all me, but…I got my period this morning.”

John looks down at you and laughs, “Really?”

“Yeah…” you blush a little as you nod, then you look at him, “I know I was being a little…dramatic, but now it’s a little more obvious as to why. My periods since having Ro have been…rough, so to speak.”

“That’s okay,” John smiles as he wraps his arm around your shoulder, “I was mostly to blame though.”

You stop at the car and watch as John gets Ronan in her car seat, then you smile at him and wrap your arms around him tight. He smooths your hair away from your face with both his hands, then he cups your face and kisses you tenderly as your eyes roll shut. He wraps his arms around your waist and places his hands firmly on your ass, and you both start to laugh when he squeezes a handful a few times.

“So grateful for you, peach.” he whispers, and you tilt your head as you smile at him. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” you peck him again, then you get in the car and watch as he looks over at Helen’s tombstone one last time, which causes you to tear up a little. You smile as John gets in the car and reaches for your hand, and you let out a small laugh when Ronan squeals loudly in the backseat. “Yeah, you tell him, Ro. Hurry up, dad!”

John leans up to look in the rearview mirror at Ronan, then he laughs, “Okay, okay! Let’s go get some ice cream!”

You wander around the house and look for any of Ronan’s toys that might have been snuck away by Sadie, who is notorious for stealing toys, and you smile when you walk past the office and see John looking at the computer screen.

“Hey, you…” John says just as you walk past, and you lean against the door frame and look at him, “What are you doing?”

“Well,” you take a deep breath and cross your arms, “Tess called me a little bit ago and told me to keep an eye on Ro’s toys since Sadie likes to chew on baby toys, so I am currently hunting any lost toys down.”

John chuckles, “Found any yet?”

“Nope,” you shake your head, then you walk in and look around the office, “Oh! Spoke too soon.”

You bend over and find a toy hidden under a pillow, then you hold it up and look at it. It’s not one of Ronan’s most played with toys, so you’re not too upset about it. You’re not upset with Sadie either; these things happen.

“Ro never plays with that anyway,” John says, and you nod as you toss it into the garbage can next to him. He turns in the chair a little and smiles, and you walk over to sit in his lap as he wraps his arm around you, “You smell good, like…vanilla.”

“It’s the perfume you bought me.” you smile, then you inhale deeply before you look at him, “Look, I know the conversation has moved on, we’re all good, it’s been hours, but…I don’t want you to not go see Helen anymore, and I know you’re probably thinking ‘she’s just going to be upset when I go’, but I won’t. I don’t want to take that away from you. Seeing the way you took one last look at her grave just broke my heart. I can’t take that from you.”

John rubs your back and shakes his head, “You’re not taking it from me. I’m choosing you. I’m choosing to put the past in the past.”

“But she has no family here,” you say as John wipes away the tear on your cheek, “She has no one here to tend to her grave or come out to give her flowers for her birthday. I can’t stand the thought of that. I’ve always tried my best to respect your relationship with Helen because I know if I ever say anything bad or negative about her, you’re gone. You’d leave.”

“I would not.” John says, seeming hurt by the accusation.

You look down at your hands and swallow hard, “Or you’d hold resentment towards me for it.”

“No. I know you,” John whispers, rubbing his thumb against your chin, “I know you better than I know myself, so I know you’d never say anything bad about Helen. You’re not that kind of person.”

“I would never say anything bad about her,” you say softly, and he nods as you inhale deeply, “I’m not saying we need to go have picnics out there for her birthday and every holiday, but...”

John smiles, “How about this? How about when I feel like going out there, I will?”

You hold his gaze for a moment, then you look down at your wedding ring, “Um…”

A small laugh escapes John’s lips as you look back up at him, “You think I’m going to go there all the time now, don’t you?”

“Well…” you look at him and laugh a little since he caught you.

“I’m not,” he shakes his head, then he sits back a little and looks at you, “I think this is where I should spend most of my time, and I like that. I like it here. Just the three of us.”

You nod, “I guess there’s this part of me that knows that if it were you that…passed, I would sleep on your grave.”

John chuckles, “Well, I’m flattered.”

“I am so desperately in love with you that I can’t imagine moving on and marrying someone else.”

“That’s good…” John nods, raising his brows, “Considering I’m alive and healthy.”

You playfully roll your eyes and shove his shoulder, “You know what I mean!”

“I do,” he nods as he holds your gaze, “And before I met you, I felt the same way. Who knows, maybe after I--”

“Oh, fuck no!” you get up from his lap and put your hand out, “We are definitely not going there. You’re living until you’re 160.”

John laughs as he reaches for your hand, “As long as you’re here with me, I am totally fine with that.”

Letting out a small sigh, you walk back over to him and stand between his legs as you cup his face, “I love you.”

“I love you,” he smiles, leaning up a little to kiss you, “I’m not going anywhere. You’re gonna be sick of me soon.”

“Impossible.” you whisper, then you kiss his forehead and smile at him as you lightly rub your thumb over his beard, “Popcorn and a movie?”

John gets up from the chair and nods his head, then he wraps his arms around you from behind and walks into the kitchen with you still tight in his grip. He buries his face in the crook of your neck as you get a bag of popcorn out to pop, and you laugh when he doesn’t let go.

“Not letting go?”

“Never,” he whispers, and you look over your shoulder at him and smile when he tightens his grip.

You close your eyes and wrap his arms around you more, then you lean back against his chest and feel the warmth he radiates soaking into your skin as you smile.

“Good.”

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So I had been obsessed with Greek Mythology in like forever and my brain immediately went to this ridiculous Godly!Victors AU, some of them made so much sense then I kind of got...this

For the ones who doesn't know anything about mythology in detail or at all, I tried to summarise as blunt and vibe-y oriented as I could. Enjoy my brainchild

(All the Victors mentioned in this chaos belongs to @lorata)

Callista: Fun fact, she is the reason all of this au started. At first I thought of Aphrodite because, you know, Goddess of Love and Lust and Beauty who also has quite a vindictive nature in some of the myths. But then I realised Dionysus kind of suited her more; God of Wine, Theatre and Madness. He borned twice, turned men into dolphins and also had an insane cult...and I thought, you know what, Calli would absolutely rock as him--like, she parties with you hard but then you slightly, slightly get on her nerves and she reminds you why she is the embodiment of lunacy with one sharp gaze.

Nero: Hephaestus. Had a rough childhood -got thrown out of a window (by?? Well, in some myths Hera, some myths Zeus and sometimes both, you make up your mind) from Mount Olympus-, and is a blacksmith who likes to create things with his own hands, finding it soothing. He does not socialise much, kind of like the Eeyore of the immortals which I juxtaposed with Nero.

Emory: Low aggression, cares about the people, family, is really kind and understanding. She'd be excellent as Hestia. Hestia is the Goddess of Hearth and Home, who also is regarded as one of the kindest and most compassionate amongst all gods but she is also the first child of Rhea and Kronos; the first one who got eaten by her own father because of sheer prophecy, so she is fiercely protective as well. She also is really considerate; Hestia gave her throne to Dionysus -making him the newest and 12th Olympian- in order to prevent the potential war in her siblings.

Artemisia: Another fun albeit useless fact; I misread her name as Artemis, who is Goddess of the Hunt and Virginity when I first started reading wmbk--and it still is with me to this day. Let's leave the laughs aside, i think she'd be great as either Até: Goddess of Mischief and Reckless Impulse or as Hermes: God of Thieves, Travel and also Mischief as well. They are both her vibe to be honest and I love that for her.

Brutus: Persephone. Listen. I know this is unhinged but let me explain. She likes nature (Goddess of Spring, so obviously) but also had been abducted by Hades ->re: bb Brutus, who has a loving home -kind of like Demeter's, Persephone's mother, garden where she grew up safe and sound- going to Centre -Persephone going to Underworld, Hades' domain- and even though he turned out a Victor, he still has his mother's, Heidi's love -Persephone visits Demeter for six months, and stays with Hades six months, results in creating seasons. It's the vibes honestly. And we deserve Brutus covered up in flowers and be happy so how could I resist.

Adessa: Athena. I think this is self explanatory enough -someone needs to be the representative genius-, but also consider this: apart from being the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena is also Goddess of Warfare and Heroic Endeavor. She represents the intellectual and civilised side of the war but also is highly hot tempered even though she shows it by quiet but permanent action rather than showering people with emotions. (re: Athena turning Arachne into a spider and Adessa killing Nero's cougars after over 30 years of planning)

Ronan: Being the First Career Victor Ever™, he obviously was the hot topic back in the day; so Nike, who is the Goddess of Victory would be appropriate for him. But then I switched it to Ares, who is God of War and Courage would be better because: 1. There is a high chance of bb Ronan witnessing the war between the districts and Capitol, 2. Ares' sacred animal is a dog--so yeah, figures.

Lyme: This is as unhinged as Brutus' Persephone but...perhaps it's even more so; I think she would be Aphrodite, who, as I mentioned with Callista, is the Goddess of Love, Beauty and Lust (the third one is unrelated to Lyme but well). At first I was like; yeah, she'd be a war goddess probably, not that deep, then I went --oh, Aphrodite is Goddess of War as well then it just clicked. So my theory with Aphrodite, as in the most modern retellings of myths I see, she changes her appearance to people's ideal vision of beauty--which is pretty diverse (quick headcanon: in this au the first person who saw Lyme's true appearance, which is her canon look, is Nero--he cherishes his girl and says that he thinks the most beautiful thing is one being themselves) and Love because even though she went through an abusive household to the murder academy, she still loves in her own way, like people do. (re: Mentor Lyme with Misha, Claudius and Sloane)

Odin is not here because he is the Odin in the Norse mythology which I think was intentional.

So this means Hera as Hera and Iris as Iris because why not

So these are the main ones I have clear thoughts on, though I might add even more in the future or even write a few thousand words about this whole au because it intrigues me a lot.

#we must be killers

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ziusik · 3 months

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fic writer meme!

i was tagged by @englishsub, thanks, pal!

1. how many works do you have on ao3?

121, which is...a lot, but I've been posting to AO3 since 2009, so I guess that explains it.

2. what's your total ao3 wordcount?

2,201,443 words

3. what fandoms do you write for?

Currently? None. I went through a flash of a brief return to My Chem, which was SO fun, but currently I am fandom-less & am doing my best to be okay with that. I'm refilling the well by reading lots of books and allowing my fields to lie fallow for the time being.

4. what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Lead Me On Through (canon-era Wangxian practice kissing)

Accidents Will Happen (Wangxian canon-era mpreg)

A Sure Thing (modern-era Wangxian sugar daddy AU)

You'd Break Your Heart to Make It Bigger (canon-era Wangxian soulbonding)

On The Way Home (modern-era Wangxian mpreg)

5. do you respond to comments?

I do at first, and then I fall off it and feel bad. So, so many fics where I responded to the first, like, 6 pages of comments, and then never went back to respond to the rest. Mea culpa, but it gets overwhelming after a while.

6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Probably lullaby (SHL) because it's Wen Kexing grieving.

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Honestly, the rest of my fics all have very happy endings. In terms of the most, like, traditional happy endings, I'd say probably On the Way Home and A Sure Thing, but I think the most hopeful one is actually in estuaries, the break-up/make-up modern-era Wangxian.

8. do you get hate on fics?

No, never. I once got a shitty comment, I think. That's it. I've been very lucky.

9. do you write smut?

Consistently.

10. do you write crossovers? what's the craziest one you have written?

I don't, actually! When my brain is occupied with one fandom, that's all it can take.

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not as far as I know, but it might have happened and I've never found out, who knows.

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes, frequently, and it's been amazing. I especially love it when they get translated into Russian, because I can read them in translation, which is VERY cool.

13. have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes, Becoming Joan with @theopteryx, which still holds a special place in my heart. I'd write with B again in a heartbeat.

14. what's your all time favorite ship?

God, this is hard, because they are all my children, but considering that I just went through an absolutely insane out-of-the-blue My Chem renaissance, I'll say Frank & Gerard, because they are, apparently, a constant. Wangxian is a very, very close second.

15. what is a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I don't have any! In all my time writing, I've not finished one (1) fic, a wangxian office AU where I wrote myself into a corner and realized I'd have to rewrite the whole thing so I scrapped it and am very comfortable with that decision. Otherwise, it's mostly original stuff that's sitting there unfinished and making me feel inadequate.

16. what are your writing strengths?

Writing dialogue, I think, as well as intimacy and closeness, emotional or physical.

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

Plot. Plot, plot, plot, as well as writing high stakes - that's definitely a weakness of mine. I have a hard time putting my characters through the wringer because I'm a softie, but to get a compelling story (especially an original one) you gotta do it, and so I think that's a real weakness.

18. thoughts of writing dialogue in another language in fics?

As long as you know the language or get a native speaker to help you, I'm all for it.

19. first fandom you wrote for?

Harry Potter, back before the fifth book came out - you know, in pre-historic times.

20. favorite fic you have written?

Of all time? Man, that's hard. You know what, I'm gonna come out of left field and say Simmer Down and Pucker Up, which is a Raven Cycle fic from many, many years ago. I'm still very proud of capturing Ronan's voice.

Tagging: @brooklinegirl, @airinshaw, @phneltwrites, and @dulosis!

#writing meme

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swiftieinbrazil · 2 months

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The Eras Tour fun fact: After 66 shows in 2023 and 17 shows in 2024 (last show happened on March 9th), these are the songs Taylor Swift haven't played yet at The Eras Tour:

Taylor Swift: Mary's Song / A Perfectly Good Heart

Fearless (Taylor's Version): The Way I Loved You / Change / Superstar / We Were Happy / That's When / Don't You / Bye Bye Baby

Red (Taylor's Version): Girl At Home / Ronan / Forever Winter / Run

Reputation: I Did Something Bad

Lover: London Boy / Soon You'll Get Better / It's Nice to Have a Friend

Folklore: Hoax

Evermore: Happiness / Closure

Midnights: Paris / Glitch

Other possible songs: Beautiful Ghosts / Carolina / Beautiful Eyes / Christmas Tree Farm / I Heart? / Crazier / Only The Young / Sweeter Than Fiction

#taylor swift #the eras tour #tstheerastour #the eras tour taylor swift #surprise songs #surprise song #theerastourfunfact #debut taylor swift #fearless taylor’s version #red taylor’s version #reputation album #folklore album #lover album #evermore album #midnights album

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midnightswithdearkatytspb · 1 year

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MidnightsWithDearKatyTSPB’s Recommendation List: February ‘23 Part 1

Welcome to February’s recommendation list. If you wish to be featured with one of your pieces or as a writer, I follow the #MidnightsWithDearKatyTSPB and check it daily for new content for me to check out. I also share AO3 works in this list; just message me a link to your stories. I’m currently back in college, so response times will range from right away to 24 hours. I hope you all had an amazing January and a wonderful February.

<< January '23

February Pt. 2 '23 >>

My Masterlist

In This Heart Playlist • In This Heart Masterlist (Tommy Shelby x OFC! Estella Holland) • In This Heart: Prologue • St Jude Moodboard (Tommy Shelby) • Mad Max: The Playlist • Black Butterflies Moodboard (Mad Max) • Mad King Ronan Playlist • Broken Crown Moodboard (Mad King Ronan) • Work Song Moodboard (Tommy Shelby) • Princes of the Universe Moodboard (Eddie Munson) • Bright Horses Moodboard (Tommy Shelby) • Poor Wayfaring Stranger Moodboard (Tommy Shelby) • Home Moodboard (Tommy Shelby)

ONE-SHOTS:

Love Like A Bruise by @targaryenvampireslayer >> 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤!𝐓𝐖𝐒!𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 - Summary: 𝐇𝐘𝐃𝐑𝐀 𝐰𝐨𝐧. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫… 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫. | I’m so glad I read this! I love me some dark!Bucky and this did not fail me. The ending, though, was such a surprise. *chefs kiss* Hi, upcoming reader; please read the warnings! ⚠️

A Private After Party by @angrythingstarlight >> Rockstar!Stucky x Reader - Summary: You've been invited to a very special afterparty with your rockstar boyfriends. "Sweetheart, you are the afterparty." | Of course, this is hot! @angrythingstarlight wrote it, so I knew from the get-go it was going to be hot. Head the warnings going in, folks, and enjoy.

Marked by @jadedvibes >> Beefy!Bucky Barnes x Reader - Summary: Your secret relationship is nearly exposed when Natasha spots Bucky's neck covered in hickeys. | I loved how protective Natasha was in this and how the smut was as well.

Trouble Maker by @jurassicbarnes >> Bucky Barnes x Reader - Summary: In which you thank Bucky in your own wonderful way. He kinda loves it. | *Blushes*

Au Revoir by @vase-of-lilies >> Dark!Steve Rogers x (f)Reader - Summary - You've been captured by Steve Rogers and he's doing everything he can to possibly break you. This time, he quite possibly succeeded. | I forgot how much I missed reading Dark!Steve sometimes. This was nice, a nice little reminder of that. Head the warnings before diving in!

When I Hear Your Name by @georgiapeach30513 >> Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader - Summary: You should have never left. Things were perfect. | 10/10 so good ya’ll. Please read the warnings before proceeding to read, it might be too intense for some, but I did enjoy it. The smut was great!

Need You Now by @angrythingstarlight >> Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader - Summary: Bucky is an insatiable, greedy man and now he can't wait to show you how much fun you're going to have making a baby with him. And he's going to want to practice again and again. | Hot and spicy, everyone. Read the warnings and enjoy it as I did!

SERIES:

Innocent by @queenshelby >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: You are forced to marry Thomas Shelby after the death of his wife, Grace. Unfortunately for you, your marriage isn’t as beautiful as you thought it would be. Will you build love and desire for each other? | Such a good series to binge when you want to get your mind off things. You get Peaky Blinder Tommy and Husband Tommy. Everything you could need.

Yule by @string-of-beads >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary - Y/N is a barmaid who has always been fascinated by Tommy, and now she's caught up in his world. What could possibly happen in the Peaky world for Y/N? (My horrible summary sorry) | I may have gotten teary-eyed a few times while reading this it was so good. I binged the whole series this evening and I’m so glad I did. Please do yourself a favor and read it!

The Photographer by @midnightmagpiemama >> Mordern!Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: Hired by Ada Thorne, Reader who is a photographer catches the eye of single CEO dad Tommy Shelby. She is just as interested in him and his son, Charlie. Can they make a family, overcoming both their past? | I’m looking forward to upcoming updates on it. I highly suggest it to those who like Modern!Tommy Shelby.

Family Ties by @peakyscillian >> Modern!Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: The Shelby’s will do anything for family. | Please read the warnings when it comes to reading this. I really enjoy reading modern Peaky Blinders, and this story has the grittiness of show in modern times.

Teach Me by @inthepeakymidwinter >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: Tommy takes a special interest in Shelby Company LTD.'s newest secretary. | It’s perfect! Perfect, perfect, perfect! I can’t wait to read more.

ONE-SHOTS:

Have It All by @look-at-the-soul >> Modern!Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: Professor Jeremiah invites a friend during his ethics class to talk to his students since they are starting their last year in college. Turns out you weren’t a stranger to Mr. Shelby. | I was looking for modern!Tommy and boy did this feed my need. It's just perfect as I'm a college student. Just read it and enjoy.

Just a Stranger Now by @gypsy-girl-08 >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: Thomas bumps into an old love interest. | Prepare for an emotional rollercoaster with this one.

The Silver Lining by @runnning-outof-time >> Tommy Shelby x Daughter!Reader - Summary: (Y/N) Shelby's always been the 'forgotten one' in her family, but there may just be a silver lining in all of her suffering. | All the feelings that were rolled up in this one, you guys. I wasn’t prepared. Grab some tissues, maybe don't; you never know, I’m a big baby. It's just so good, and you don't expect the ending that you get.

Mr. Loverman by @pherelesytsia >> Tommy Shelby x Female/Pregnant Reader - Summary: Thomas receives a call and imagines the worst. | Worried Thomas is sort of cute, I will not lie. I loved watching how caring he was.

Whatever You Want by @peakyswift >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: You storm out the house after a fight with Tommy. | I felt like it was almost giving Tommy a taste of his own medicine, all those times he walks out on fights.

His Property by @peakyscillian >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: You know exactly where you stand with Tommy until those lines get blurred. | This has emotions and the spiciness I could ever need in one one-shot.

Show Me by @floraltypes >> Tommy Shelby x female!Reader - Summary: The Shelby can’t help himself when making a business visit. | This is what I needed to get my mind off my homework that I really should be doing! Thank you! So happy I read it.

You Can Let Go by @tommyspeakycap >> Tommy Shelby x sister!reader | Summary: Tommy dying, but his withering body is hanging on because his heart knows his little sister still needs him now just as much as she ever has…he won’t let go until he hears her words | Grab your tissues because folks this is an emotional one.

AO3:

Everything's a Nagotiation by plotbunniesletmesleep//@3988akasha >> Tommy Shelby x OFC - Summary: Mackenzie Theil's cousin is in debt to the Peaky Blinders and in order to save his own life, he offers up Mackenzie's services. Unfortunately for Mackenzie, she piqued Thomas Shelby's interest. | I like this story of how Tommy and his men keep turning out of nowhere. Okay, so maybe a little stalkerish... but trust me at just five chapters, I'm sucked in.

ONE-SHOTS:

Baby Mine by @cevansgoatee >> Chris Evans x Wife!Reader - Summary - Chris has a little heart-to-heart with your six-year-old from a previous marriage. | Not me over here crying like a big wimpy baby over this beautiful one-shot.

One Hundred Percent by @daydreamingatnight209 >> Conrad Hawkins x Female Reader - Summary: With sleep nonexistent since bringing home baby Gigi, Conrad takes it upon himself to get up with her tonight. | I love this so much. I am so glad I happened upon this on my dashboard; it made my day.

A Different Kind of Battlefield by @daydreamingatnight209 >> Conrad Hawkins x Female Reader - Summary: With a nursing shortage at Chastain and working triple shifts reader is exhausted, who will be there to catch her when she breaks? | Seriously I love reading Conrad and reader, and I didn't know I needed it till today.

Eternal Summer by @get-your-fics >> Paul Atreides x fem!Reader - Summary: Paul ***ks you in a tent on Arrakis. | I'm not sure how I wound up here, but I'm so glad that I did.

Switching Coats by @sufferingstarlight >> Timotheé Chalamet x Reader - Summary: TW: Periods; Reader gets her period and is in need of help from Timotheé who volunteers to switch jackets with them. | Having gone through a similar situation in 7th grade, this was adorable and I knew I had to share.

Expect the Unexpected Baby by @f10werfae >> Henry Cavill x Reader - Summary: Henry breaks up with Y/n, only to discover he’s left something of his behind, his baby. Does he try and reconcile? or Does he just accept the path he’s made? | An emotional rollercoaster of a one-shot.

Striptease Request by @thisismysecondrodeo >> Ted Lasso x Reader - Summary: Ted does a striptease to Pony by Ginuwine. | I’m so glad my friend sent me this to read. Let me just say Ted Lasso can dance for me any day and can wear underwear with my face on them any day. This made my day by 1000%.

She'll Have The World If She Wants It by @auroracalisto >> Uhtred Ragnarssson x Fem!Reader - Summary: [tw: pregnancy] Reader is pregnant and trying to keep it a secret for as long as possible till she possibly can't anymore. | This was so good! I love Uhtred so much, and I didn’t know there was a fandom on here writing for him! I need more!

Valhalla Bound by @icarusignite >> Finan x GenderNeutral!Reader - Summary: Summary: During the ransacking of Rumcofa, you save Osferth thus exchanging his fate for yours. | Give me till the next list to have emotionally recovered from this one.

SERIES:

Begin Again by @teds-mustache-wrangler >> Ted Lasso x OFC (Penny) - Summary - When Penny starts working at AFC Richmond as their new head photographer, she catches the eye of a certain mustached, happy-go-lucky, head coach of the team. But can their spark endure through the season’s pressures and the demons of their past? | I was so excited to see this get posted last week and be able to be one of the first people to reblog it. Penny and Ted are officially one of my fanfiction OTPs. If you are a Ted Lasso Fan, I highly suggest you give this one a read.

@shelbydelrey - Isa was one of the first writers for Peaky Blinder's content that caught my eye when I made my return to Tumblr. Writing mostly for Tommy Shelby and some for Alfie, she immerses you into Small Heath and the Peaky world, making you forget you're actually reading. I highly suggest you check out Isa and give her a follow.

@georgiapeach30513 - Jennifer has an expansive collection of series and one-shots for us readers to choose from on her masterlist. Currently, I'm most excited about reading her series A Losing Hand, which is a Mafia AU. Jennifer's casting of it looks spectacular for it as it has various Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan characters as well as other Marvel and actors alike.

@runnning-outof-time - K writes for Peaky Blinders and does a wonderful job at it. I love their blog after being back for a short amount of time, and I know I’ll be looking forward to what they post in the future

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iammistressofmyfate · 9 months

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Since you asked…one of my firmest held head canons is that neither of these fools can cook. Neither wants to learn. Ronan eats *expired* beans from a can (and apparently existed in school on pizza and fast food (didn’t we all))—he could care less about feeding this human body except when he’s hungry when he’ll eat anything and everything laying around. Cooking takes some forethought and preparation so he never bothers to learn beyond maybe grilling. Adam eats because his body needs fuel, but stale hot dog bun or overpriced gourmet waffle—it’s all the same to him. And cooking takes time which he could spend doing more fun and interesting (or money-earning) things. So my HC is that at some point in their 20s when metabolisms start to slow… and acid reflux is suddenly a thing that isn’t only Declan’s… and they’re finally starting a life *together*, less travel, home of their own, Adam resigns himself to learning how to cook. He’s still very gifted at picking up new skills so a couple classes, some books, and he’s crankily cranking out meals. But they’re missing that creativity, that little extra, they’re good but Ronan thinks they’re too recipe book and bland because Adam follows directions to the letter. After some fights and Ronan dumping an entire shaker of black pepper on his potatoes in protest, Adam agrees to try going off-book and the food drastically improves and Ronan realizes he’s been a jerk and takes over some cooking duties too. Finally. And they live and eat happily ever after.🤣

hahahahaha, omg, I love this SO MUCH!

I always consider Ronan has been an okay cook and Adam being terrible at it lmao

But this is A+++++++++

Ronan, dumping an entire shaker of black pepper on his potatoes, staring Adam down

Adam: *Table flip*

Ronan definitely slept on the couch that night while Adam stayed up fuming and then calming down and coming around to the idea of going off-book

The next morning they both apologize and meet in the middle 🥺

#adam parrish #ronan lynch #pynch #pynch hcs #the raven cycle #the dreamer trilogy #trc #tdt #i love this so muchhhhhhhhh

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omegaverse headcanons for TRC/TDT, go

you make ONE post saying omegaverse is fun and silly actually and suddenly EVERYON—

nah just kidding ABSOLUTELY hi jess let’s do this thang. first of all let’s get this out of the way: top/bottom and dom/sub are not the same thing, and that is still true in the omegaverse!! however i do think part of the appeal of the omegaverse is the politics of it. i.e., “this man is experiencing misogyny”. class and social standing in the omegaverse are very much influenced by one’s secondary sex, and class and social standing are integral parts of a lot of the characters in trc; to change them is to get a completely different character.

SO!! my thoughts on trc omegaverse, as requested by jess. xoxo love u jess

have to say it sorry. majority of aglionby students are going to be alphas based on the aforementioned social class and secondary sex relation. aglionby student body is probably 60% douchelord alphas, 35% betas pretending to be douchelord alphas, and 5% omegas who are kind of having a terrible time. of course, most are rich enough to be untouchable anyway.

i do like the idea of adam being one of those omegas, mainly because i think it fits his storyline and character arc. it would add to the shame he has of where he comes from/what he is, the social obstacle of feeling like vs actually being an outsider, the issues he has with self worth and control would be amplified. no matter how successful he becomes and how far he gets from the trailer there is one thing about him that he cannot change, and he would hate it so much. <3

gansey being a beta but being the king of aglionby anyway because he’s gansey. gansey ganseying gansily how could he not be. “hey guys have any of you heard of owain glendower” tell me more bb. the first time he meets blue he flounders because the last alpha that was that angry at him was ronan who doesn’t count so actually probably it was his dad 5 years ago so this is uncharted territory and he fr has no idea what to do

ronan’s an alpha. declan’s an alpha. half the reason they beat the shit out of each other is because when you’re brothers and you’re alphas you try to kill each other sometimes that’s how it is. animal planet type shit. matthew is also an alpha but he doesn’t count because they both love him too much

blue is an alpha too. i just think she <3 and <3 yeah <3 but fr uhhh same impossible stuff anyone. just saying there’s a lot of attitude in that tiny girl. she’s very self assured and independent and i think any other alignment wouldn’t really be true to her character. one of the reasons she hates aglionby boys so much is their money obviously but also their abuse of the system. she doesn’t buy into the social aspects of secondary sex as much as other people do and she thinks all that posturing is stupid, thank you very much. this is also why bluedam can’t work out. blue can try to understand why adam wants to play along but ultimately won’t. adam can’t afford to reject it the way blue thinks he should. etc. they understand each other but also something is fundamentally different (blue’s loving home vs the trailer)

noah is a beta

henry is an alpha; most of the boys think he’s lying somehow (he isn’t) and his classmates sometimes poke fun at him for it

kavinsky is a beta and he SOOOOO can’t be normal about it. he hates not being a big scary alpha TM so he turns himself into someone the big scary alphas TM are afraid of. success!! anyway i just think that would be funny

idrk how to end this um. sorry for putting omegaverse on your dash (not sorry)

#asks #jess #my friends #barbi.trc #omegaverse

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zephfair · 7 months

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Prompt: (if you are open to such)

Pynch on a hike!

A: "at least the view was worth it, it's so beautiful"

R: "not as beautiful as you are" CHEESY RONAN IT IS

HEY there, beautiful Anon! Guess who's showing up 5 months late with your ficlet??? That's right! Me! 🤦‍♀️

I'm so very sorry it took me 5 months to post this! It's cheesy and fluffy and has absolutely 0 plot ... so basically it's exactly like all the rest of my writing.

But I really hope you enjoy this short little gift! Thank you SO MUCH for leaving me a prompt, and again, I apologize for taking so long to finish it!

After Ronan insisted on taking a rest break for the fifth time in two hours, Adam had enough and bitched back.

“Lynch, I know for a fact that you can walk longer than 20 minutes at a time, even if it is uphill,” he said. “Now get your ass in gear.”

Ronan huffed, in annoyance, not from being out of shape. “I just don’t see why we have to go on a hike while you’re home on spring break. We could be doing something so much more fun at home.”

“What could be better than exploring the woods and mountains on a sunny spring day? And don’t you dare say fucking.”

“Wasn’t gonna,” Ronan sulked. “Not in the mood now, anyway.”

Adam hefted his backpack up a little snugger. “That’s a lie, Lynch. You’re always in the mood.”

“You’re right,” Ronan smirked at him. “Speaking of…”

“No way. We are finishing this hike.”

Ronan tilted his head back and let loose a string of cursing that always impressed Adam in the strangest way. Once he got it out of his system, Adam tried his best to loom over the rock where Ronan sat.

“Feel better now? Need another drink? Boots feeling all right?” he asked in a saccharine voice.

Ronan narrowed his eyes as he looked up. “These boots weren’t made for walking up a mountain all day. And yeah, I need a drink. You got anything stronger than Gatorade?”

“No. Now get your ass up and get walking.”

Ronan’s groan was at least five seconds long and loud enough to make some birds fly away from a nearby tree.

“Your objection has been noted. Move.”

Ronan’s grumbling followed him doggedly. “Don’t you need to stop and check your phone? It’s practically glued to your face these days,” he mocked at one point. “Won’t your friends be scared if they can’t reach you at any moment? If you don’t text back ASAP? Won’t your books be lonely if you don’t have your face shoved in them all damn day?”

It wasn’t quite enough to ruin Adam’s good mood. He’d thought bringing Ronan on a day-long hike would be fun, and it had started well, with a beautiful sunrise as they drove to the bottom of the hiking trail. Ronan had even cooperated with picking out snacks and drinks and agreed to carry a backpack, too.

But as the morning wore on, and the trail continued up into the woods, Ronan began to get bored. At first he tried talking to Adam, bitching and complaining, but Adam had ignored him to point out all the beauties of the forest in spring.

Then the frequent pee breaks and sitting spells began.

When Ronan plopped down on a fallen log and insisted on another break, Adam snapped.

“Why the hell are you being such a pain in the ass?”

“I hate hiking,” Ronan said sulkily, pawing through his backpack for another granola bar.

Adam ran a hand over his face and tried to calm down. “You’ve been hiking for miles all over the Blue Ridge with Gansey. And me. And Hennessy loves bitching about the time you introduced her to Lindenmere by making her hike there in her fancy outfit. We’ve explored all the land around the Barns multiple times. What is it about this hike that is turning you into such a giant whiny baby?”

“It wasn’t like this.”

“What do you mean?”

“It wasn’t,” Ronan gestured broadly around himself, “like this.”

Adam stared at him, arms crossed over his chest, and waited, but there was no further explanation offered. “So what’s so different.”

“It’s just, there was a goal in mind, before. This just feels pointless.”

Adam continued to stare at him, so Ronan tried to explain.

“With Gansey and you, it was fun, and we were hunting Glendower and all that shit. It was hiking for an adventure, to find the end of the puzzle. And Lindenmere is its own goal, so it’s not this,” he gestured at the woods again, “just walking around in circles or shit. We got to the end. It wasn’t pointless.”

“I thought,” Adam said softly, “the point was to spend the day together doing something we both enjoyed. Man, was I wrong.”

“Adam, no,” Ronan jumped up and grabbed his shoulders. “I didn’t mean it like that. I love spending time with you. You know that.”

Adam finally met his eyes and shrugged.

“I guess, I guess I just need to know where I’m going, or know that there’s something worth finding when I get there. Otherwise it’s just traipsing around the woods and getting blisters on my feet when we could be at home, in bed, finding a happy ending.”

Adam snorted despite himself. Ronan smiled a little and leaned his forehead against Adam’s.

“I guess it’s like the age-old question about whether life is about the journey or the destination. We have two very different philosophies,” Adam said.

“Don’t make this into some big psychological thing,” Ronan moaned. “I’m just tired and grumpy and my feet hurt.”

Now, that sounded more like his Ronan, and Adam knew how to motivate that.

“So, you’re saying I have to set you a goal, like a preschooler. Give you a gold star if you accomplish this task?”

“Or,” Ronan stroked down Adam’s arms and crept around his waist, “you can bribe me.”

“You seriously expect me to bribe you? What would it cost me to get you out of the house on a beautiful day that we can spend together?”

“I dunno. What’s it worth to you?” Ronan asked breathily in his ear.

“I think we’re working on different reward systems here.”

“There’s one thing you can offer.” The way Ronan tried to waggle his eyebrows in what he probably thought was seduction or playful didn’t work on Adam.

He said firmly, “No, Lynch, we’re not doing that here.”

“Why not?” Ronan was still talking heavily in his ear.

“Because that’s how you get tick bites on your dick. Do you want to get a tick attached to your dick? That’s how you get super Lyme disease.”

That pronouncement made Ronan step back and cup his hand protectively over his groin. “Seriously?”

“I don’t know, but I do know that I don’t want either of our dicks infested with ticks. Now let’s pick up the pace,” Adam glanced at his watch. “We do have somewhere to be.”

Ronan kept a low undertone of grumbling as he followed Adam up and along and down and up again.

“You know, you wouldn’t lose your breath if you shut the fuck up for a while and quit complaining,” Adam told him.

Ronan stomped along behind him in silence then.

But even Adam was feeling the strain in his legs when they got to the top of the hill that Adam was pretty sure was their destination from the sound of it.

The trail came out onto a clearing at the side of the mountain. The view out over the valley was beautiful, with a patchwork of farms and lawns and woods crisscrossed by the tiny ribbons of roads and the minuscule boxes of houses, barns and buildings.

Immediately above was a waterfall that roared from a stream coming down from the top of the mountain and swollen with melting snow pack. From where they stood, the waterfall looked like it was falling the entire way down the mountain, but was actually caught in a rocky pool below them that would let it funnel down in a creek to the valley below.

Looking out over the water into the valley was a little vertigo inducing, Adam thought, just for a minute.

He glanced up at the sky then checked behind for Ronan. “I think we got here in time. Wait until that cloud moves away from the sun.”

When it did, the sunlight hit the water and at the right angle, it created a huge rainbow arcing down the side of the mountain.

“Wow. That’s gay,” Ronan said.

“Excuse me?”

“You know what I mean. Is this what we walked all this fucking way for?”

Adam shrugged. “Yeah, but also because it’s a fun and healthy way to spend a day in nature.”

“I could’ve had more fun and more health spending it in bed.”

Adam gestured toward the idyllic picture of the valley far below them. “At least the view was worth it. It’s so beautiful.”

“Not as beautiful as you are,” Ronan said.

“Dammit, Lynch, that’s really cheesy.”

“I know. But it’s true.”

Adam side-eyed him. “You do realize that we now have to walk back down that entire mountain?”

Ronan shrugged and slung his arm around Adam’s shoulders, leaning on him heavily. “At least we’ll be together, right?”

“Oh sure. Now you’re suddenly fine with this whole hiking thing.”

“Nah, but I’m fine about spending an entire day with you. I guess it is nice, knowing that you won’t be distracted by homework or school shit or your phone. Or your little school friends.”

“I guess that’s true,” Adam said slowly, finally realizing the depth that Ronan was jealous of sharing him. He bumped his hip, hard enough to make Ronan take his own weight back. “Maybe we need more days, just the two of us together. No distractions.”

Ronan made a pfft sound that was probably disdain but Adam knew to read as agreement.

“Whatever,” Ronan said and turned his head to bite Adam’s cheek. “Now how about I pretend I’m a tick and I bite and suck you.”

“You’re such a romantic, Lynch,” Adam said, but he was already fighting with his belt as Ronan started to laugh at him. “But if I get a tick-borne illness…”

“I’ll take care of you. Promise,” Ronan said, his voice suddenly deepening.

Adam reached for him, holding his face in his hands, as he looked over the familiar, annoying, beloved face. When Ronan kissed him, it felt like a promise of something deeper and truer than an off-the-cuff joke; like many of his interactions with Ronan, pairing the obnoxious with the holy in one desirable package.

“Thanks for coming with me today,” Adam said as Ronan kissed his way down Adam’s neck.

“Thanks for spending it with me,” Ronan replied, his hands taking over on Adam’s belt. “Now shut up and enjoy the view.”

Adam did, very much.

#my fic #ronan lynch #adam parrish #trc #trc fic #pynch fic #prompt fic

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invisiblequeen · 3 months

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Noe Bodi Gameplay: Day 18

Let's pop in on our other new neighbors, shall we?

Kash (@saruin) has finally received her proper skintone and we can all appreciate this sim the way her creator intended.

She is currently in the simfluencer career, so her task today was to cross promote at a venue. She went to that one lounge/bar in Del Sol and took some pictures.

Then she popped in for a drink.

Apparnetly Kayla Flemming the base game townie is some kind of celebrity because Kash could only attempt an introduction?

It was so awkward, she instantly downed the rest of her glass just to distract herself from the mortification.

Apparently that "liquid courage" term is true, because she then hopped on the mic and started SINGING...

...to a riveted audience.

After that embarrassment, all she wanted to do was go home. So she did.

Then she went right for a nice big bowl of ramen and immediately felt better. :)

Now. Meanwhile....

Ronan (@blackfern) was in the mood for a little singing and drinking, so she put on his hottest suit and went on to sing a karaoke duet with none other than Martin Davie (@starjira). Maybe he needed to blow off steam after a bad case?

But anyway, their duet seemed to sound so good that a "crowd" started forming.

Speaking of crowds, guess who was protesting right in the basketball court in San Myshuno after Ronan went out for fresh air?

And guess who randomly spawning outside the karaoke bar??

That's right, TWO townie himbos, Ivey and Claudio, made by @saruin and @plumbewb respectively. (I have 4 downloaded himbos that i put into one group and they all love spawning out of nowhere in the city! lol)

In fact another himbo named Thunder (@occultradio) came up while Ronan was chatting up Donna (@elysiantrait)

The perfect story in three pictures.

Now, Ronan was able to breka eye contact long enough to wave at our bae Luco:

But then he right back into having his west wide story at the dance moment.

Might have come on a little strong at first, but Thunder wasn't too turned off.

And then the day ended with Ronan and Thunder trying to have a conversation while multiple sims were spawning and conversing in one spot. BETWEEN THEM.

Fun times.

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#sims 4 #the sims 4 #sims4 #simblr #other people's sims #n0bodygameplays #noe bodi gameplay #ts4 #sims 4 gameplay

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johnsbleu · 4 months

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Hold My Hand: John Wick x Reader Chapter 165

warnings: a nsfw moment hmh masterlist

“Wanna go get a tattoo?”

You turn around and look at Tess from across the kitchen with your brow furrowed. She’s been antsy ever since you got back from the lake house this morning.

Since you’re meeting Akira and going to the hotel, you need some new clothes to wear. You can’t look like shit when you go to the hotel, and you certainly can’t look like shit when you meet her. You told John that you absolutely needed to go home early and had to do some shopping. He’s out with Ronan right now having a little daddy daughter day since you said you’d be busy.

“I have things to do today.”

Tess groans, “Like what?”

“I’m meeting the woman who showed up here the other day and we’re going to hotel, so I need some clothes.”

“Well,” Tess perks up, “We could go shopping, then I can get a tattoo.”

You laugh, “Why do you want a tattoo?”

“In Italy, you and Jimmy got tattoos, but I couldn’t because I was pregnant,” she gestures to her stomach, “I’m not now, so I want one.”

“And you can’t wait two days?”

Tess scoffs and looks at you like that’s the most offensive thing she’s ever heard, “No!”

“Okay, well, I will go with you but I’m not getting a tattoo.” you say, and Tess smirks, “I’m not!”

“Sure.”

You roll your eyes as you walk over to grab your purse, “I’m not!”

“Famous last words.”

Tess is currently talking to the tattoo artist and coming up with a tattoo idea. She wants something to do with Finn and Jimmy. Finn is a Leo, so she’s currently googling things connected to the zodiac sign other than a lion. You laugh a little thinking about her getting a huge lion tattooed on herself.

You feel your phone buzzing in your pocket, so you reach for it and press it to your ear when you see it’s John calling.

“Hi, baby.”

“Hey, what are you up to?”

You take a deep breath and look around the tattoo shop, “I’m with Tess while she gets a tattoo.”

“What?” he laughs, “I was not expecting you to say that. Are you getting something too?”

“No,” you shake your head and grab the binder full of tattoos that artist has done. You flip through the get to the piercings, and you quickly close it when you see a pierced penis. “Oh, gross.”

“What?”

You set the binder aside, “There’s a penis in there.”

“What?”

“This binder has pictures of tattoos and piercings. Apparently they do penis piercings.” you say, and you can practically John audibly wince. “Yeah. Ouch. Anyway, are you home?”

John starts to answer when Ronan squeals loudly in the background, “I know, baby, we’re getting you a snack right now. Yes, peach, we’re home. I’m getting her a snack, then she’s going down for a nap. She’s kind of fussy today.”

“She didn’t sleep that great last night.”

“No, she did not.” he laughs, and you smile when you hear Ronan babbling to him, “Well, you’ll be home soon?”

You nod, “Yeah, I bought a few things, but I’ll need you to tell me what looks best--”

“Everything,” he says, a smile in his voice. “You look amazing in everything, my love.”

Your cheeks hurt from smiling so hard, “I’ll be home in a little bit.”

“Okay. I love you. Have fun.”

“Thanks, I will. I love you too.”

After saying goodbye to him, you look down at your phone and smile when you see the picture of you, him, and Ronan as your wallpaper. You’re holding Ronan in your arms, and John is smiling as the two of you look at each other.

“Why are you cheesing at your phone?”

“No reason,” you shake your head and look up at Tess as she stares at you, “John told me to have fun. I don’t know, it’s stupid, but…he always does when I’m out with friends, and I just think it’s sweet.”

Tess laughs, “Yeah, because your ex would just call and pester you about when you were coming home, what was for dinner, if you were talking to other guys.”

“Yeah,” you smile, shrugging one shoulder, “Every day John takes me by surprise. He does something that just…shocks me. I know you’re probably trying not to laugh, but--”

“No, no,” Tess smiles softly, “It’s really cool how it’s been years but the love is still there and he’s still showing up for you in different ways. I feel the same way. It’s never a dull moment with Jimmy, and honestly as time goes on, he’s just getting sweeter.”

You smile, “So, you’re getting a tattoo for him?”

“For Finn,” she clarifies, and you start to laugh. “But there might be a little J tucked somewhere in the tattoo.”

“Adorable.”

Tess exhales as she looks around, “You gonna get a tattoo?”

You grab the binder of pictures again, “Uh, I think I have something in mind.”

John is smiling from the couch when you walk through the door, and he immediately gets up and helps you with the bags that you’re carrying--after he kisses you, of course. He sets them on the coffee table and turns around, wrapping his arms around you tight.

“Well, this is a nice welcome.” you say, the breath being squeezed out of you from his hug, “Not so tight, babe.”

“I missed you,” he whispers, tilting your head back, “We went three days without seeing each other or talking, then I only got you for one night before you ran off with Tess for the day.”

You laugh, “And whose fault was it that we didn’t talk for three days?”

“Oh, it was mine. I’m not saying it wasn’t.” he laughs, and you kiss him again before sitting on the couch. “Got a picture of Tess’ tattoo?”

You hold it up and show John, “It’s a bunch of sunflowers since that’s the flower for Leo--Finn’s zodiac sign. There’s a J tucked in there too for Jimmy.”

“It’s cool. I like the colors and the simplicity of it.” he says as he sits next to you. He wraps his arm around your waist and leans over to kiss your shoulder, “Any tattoos on you?”

“No,” you shake your head, “I do want another one, but none for today.”

John nods and looks down at his left hand, “I still need to get mine on my finger.”

“You still wanna do that?” you ask, and he nods. “So cute.”

“September 5th was a very special day,” he says softly as he leans over to kiss you. You turn more to deepen the kiss, and he pulls you closer to him. “When can I see those dresses?”

Resting your forehead against his, you start to laugh, “Before bed?”

“Sounds perfect,” he looks at you and smiles, and you furrow your brow when you hear the timer going off on the oven. “I’m making dinner.”

You inhale deeply the aroma of food that you hadn’t even noticed when you came in, and you look at John in wonder, “What are you making?”

“I went to the store and got some stuff to make beef stew.” he says, and you gasp before rushing off to the kitchen while he laughs. He comes in to find you leaning over the pot on the stove and taking deep breaths. “I tried a new recipe.”

“Can I try a bite?”

John nods and walks over to get a spoon. He scoops up a little bit and smiles as he feeds it to you. You close your eyes and dramatically lean over on the counter before shaking your head and looking at him.

“Good?”

“So good. My little chef!” you lean up and kiss him before stealing the spoon for another bite while he laughs. “You made so much.”

“Yeah, I thought I could bring some to mom and dad.” he says, and you close your eyes and smile with your back turned to him.

John’s love for your parents will never not make you feel weak in the knees. He always thinks about them and takes them into consideration. He genuinely really likes them, and they just adore him. He’ll send updates to your mom when you’re sick, he’ll send her pictures of you and Ronan, he’ll text your dad and ask him to go golfing; even though it’s not John’s favorite sport, he still does it because he knows having a good relationship with your parents is important.

“I bet they’ll love that,” you say, and he wraps his arms around you. “How much longer does this have?”

“It’s done…” he moves his lips up your neck to the spot behind your ear, “But it’d be nice to let it simmer for a bit.”

You move back into his arms and tilt your head, “Wanna entertain me for a bit?”

“Yes, absolutely.”

“Okay.” you laugh as you turn around, and John lifts you up, carrying you up to your bedroom.

“I like that one,” John says when you stand in front of him. “It looks really good on you.”

You turn around and look in the mirror, smoothing the dress down. You look through the mirror at John as he watches you, then you turn around and walk over to him. He slides his hands up your thighs and rests them on your ass, then he pulls you into his lap.

John gently tucks a lock of hair behind your ear, “You’re nervous.”

“I am,” you admit quietly, “I don’t know why.”

“Don’t be nervous.” he says, and you close your eyes when he runs his thumb along the apple of your cheek, “You have nothing to be nervous about.”

You whisper, “I just want to look good in front of them for you.”

“You don’t need to do that. What they think of you won’t change how I feel about you.” he smiles softly as he holds your hand, “You’re not some trophy wife that I’m parading around. You’re my partner. You are your own person. It’s nice to look good because it makes you feel good, but you don’t have to do it for anyone else, certainly not me.”

You scoff, “If I was wearing big baggy sweatpants, you’d still want me? Never mind, don’t answer.”

“You know I would.” he laughs, and you smile at him, “If you wanted to wear sweatpants tomorrow, I would be okay with that too. Whatever makes you feel comfortable.”

“I like this dress.” you say as you get up to look at yourself in the mirror again, “I like the dark green color.”

John nods, “Me too. My favorite color too.”

You look over your shoulder and smile, “How strange.”

“Did you do that on purpose, peach?”

“Maybe,” you grin as he gets up and wraps his arms around you.

John moves your hair off your shoulders and smooths it down your back, “Still nervous?”

You nod, unable to find the words. John chuckles softly and places a gentle kiss on the nape of your neck. The warmth of his breath sends shivers down your spine, but it also calms you down. You take a deep breath and turn around to face him. His eyes are filled with nothing but love and adoration for you.

“Everything will be just fine,” he says quietly, and you nod. “I’ll be there the entire time. I won’t let you or Ro out of my sight.

“I know. It’s not that…” you say as you walk away, sighing a little, “I guess I’m just nervous for her to judge me or something.”

John tilts his head a little before walking over to you, “She won’t judge you. She already liked you and you spoke six words to her.”

“She probably was just saying that,” you say as John shakes his head, “I mean, do you really think she’d say to you that she hates me? No.”

“She didn’t hate you,” he laughs, holding you tight, “Trust me, sweetheart, she didn’t hate you.”

You look at him, “I’m still nervous.”

“And that’s okay,” he says, rubbing your back, “But I’ll be by your side the entire time. If you want to come to the bathroom with me, you can. I won’t leave you alone for a single second. I promise.”

“I trust you,” you hold his gaze, nodding your head, “I trust you.”

John cradles your chin and brings your lips to his, “Good.”

Your stomach is in knots as you sit in at a table and look down at Ronan playing with the few toys you brought for her. John is talking quietly with Charon right now to make sure everything is okay, but he keeps looking over at you. You’re in a room, which you assume must be Winston’s private quarters.

It’s not quite a den but not quite a tea room. He clearly eats his meals here though since there’s a large table that is probably 12 feet long and only had two chairs (one at each end) before Charon brought in so more--he told John that he made sure there were chairs but he apologized for not having a high chair for “Miss Ronan.”

Miss Ronan. How fucking adorable. Miss Ronan was so excited to see Charon--she’d never met him before but she just loves people. He held her and talked to her, and she flung her arm around, accidentally knocking his glasses askew. You and John both apologized, but Charon just laughed and fixed them.

“Mrs. Wick,” he says softly as he stands in front of you, “Would you like something to drink?”

“Oh, uh,” you shake your head a little and look over at John as he smiles, “Sure. I’ll just take some water.”

John laughs as he walks over, “Sweetheart, he’s asking if he can get you anything. Don’t get water.”

“I don’t want to inconvenience anyone!”

Charon smiles, “It’s no inconvenience, ma’am. It’s my job.”

Which is not true. You know he’s not a waiter. He doesn’t need to wait on you.

“Two caramel lattes,” John says, and you smile bashfully when Charon looks at you. John glances at Ronan, “We have milk for her.”

With a nod of his head, Charon strides to the door and slips out. You let out a big breath and look over at John as he leans down to play with Ronan. He sits on the floor and grabs a toy of hers, making funny voices up to make her laugh. You walk over and kneel down next to them, and John smiles at you before squeezing your hand. Ronan stands up and claps her hands, then she reaches over and hugs John before sitting in his lap.

The door opens behind you, and you look over your shoulder as a waiter comes in with two lattes. He sets them on the table and keeps his eyes straight ahead, like he’s afraid to even look at John. It’s just too funny sometimes how John is this huge presence here.

John helps you up and kisses your cheek, then he keeps his hand wrapped around yours as you both walk to the table. He clinks his glass to yours and takes a sip of his drink, and you hum loudly.

“Best latte I’ve ever had.”

“Even better than the one I made for you last week?”

You smirk as you tap your straw to your lips, then you tilt your head, “No, that one was really good.”

“Kiss-ass.” John whispers, and I laugh.

Ronan toddles over and reaches up for your drink, but John scoops her into his arms and helps her drink some of her milk. You reach over and move her hair out of her face, then you step closer and rest against John’s shoulder.

“They’re taking a long time.”

“Winston is a busy man,” John says, and you nod, inhaling deeply, “He’ll be here soon.”

You exhale nervously and look up at John for some reassurance. He wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him, leaning down to kiss you just as the door opens. You take a step back from John, as if you’ll be scolded by Winston or something, which makes John laugh.

“Jonathan,” Winston says as he walks over, reaching to shake his hand, “Look at this gorgeous woman here.”

You smile when he cups your face gently, his hands surprisingly soft and warm, “It’s nice to see you again.”

“A pleasure as always,” he says before turning to look at Ronan as she babbles, “And this little one has gotten so big since I saw her last.”

Ronan reaches over for Winston and smiles as he talks to her. She giggles and buries her face in his shoulder, and you smile and laugh as you look at John who is grinning from ear to ear with pride. Winston sets her down and smiles when she runs over to grab her toy. She picks up and runs back over to him, holding it up to show him.

“Oh, she’s so cute,” someone says from behind you, and you turn around to see Akira walking over. She kneels down and smiles, “Aren’t you darling? You look so much like your father.”

John looks over at you and smiles, “It’s the eyes. When she smiles--”

“She looks like her mother,” Akira says, looking up at you, “I can see it now.”

You take a deep breath and look at Akira as she stands up, “It’s nice to see you again.”

“It’s nice to see you too,” she smiles, then she looks at John, not quite bowing to him but tilting her head in a way of respect, “Mr. Wick.”

This makes you laugh. There’s so much respect for John here--you’re not laughing at that. You’re laughing at the fact that John is standing here in this perfectly tailored suit, surrounded by people who have no idea that he was having a tea party with his daughter just three hours ago, clips in his hair and everything. He has two sides to him, which you’ve been lucky enough to see, but there’s only one side that they get to see. It’s a bit of a shame really, that they’ll never truly know John. Maybe you’ll never truly know him. At the thought of that, you look down at your hands, turning over your ring on your finger.

What if you never truly know him?

“Yeah, she’s almost a year old,” John says, his warm touch bringing you out of your head, “It’s been a really good year--three years, really. But Ronan is getting bigger every day, and I hate to sound cliche, but I do hate it. She’s growing up too fast.”

Akira smiles as she watches Ronan, then she looks at you and John, “More kids for you two?”

“That’s up to her,” he says, gesturing to you. “I’d love more kids, but her pregnancy was rough, so it’s up to her.”

You shrug when Akira turns to you, “I just…had a subchorionic hemorrhage, so…”

“What’s that?” Winston asks, and you take a deep breath and look at him. “If you don’t mind me asking.”

John gestures for you to sit down on the couch, then he holds your hand and smiles when you look at him.

“Basically, um, the placenta detached from the uterine wall and the gap filled with blood, so I just bled out all this blood that was pooling there.” you say, and Winston nods, “It happened very early in the morning and freaked us both out. John was great though. He calmed me down a little and got us to the hospital. The hospital is about 15 minutes from us, and I think we got there in about seven minutes.”

John smiles when you start to laugh, “Probably six.”

“Probably,” you laugh quietly, then you look over at Akira and Winston, “I thought…I had lost her. I thought I had lost our baby, and John, well, I thought John would blame me. It’s my body, right? My one job while I’m pregnant is to make sure she’s safe. I thought he’d be upset with me. I finally gave him this thing that he really wanted and just like that, it was getting taken away. It wouldn’t be the first time this had happened to him,” you look over at John as he looks at you, and you let out a tearful laugh, “But he stayed right by my side, told me it wasn’t my fault--made me say it wasn’t my fault. He reassured me that he wasn’t going anymore, that the baby was fine. And just like that, all my doubts about him leaving just…melted away. He’s in it for life.”

John reaches up and wipes away the tear on your cheek, “She scared the shit out of me that night. Because from my point of view, my wife was bleeding out. When I looked at her, it wasn’t the baby, my first thought was my wife. I couldn’t lose her. I can’t live without her.”

“He’s dramatic,” you say, rolling your eyes and looking over at Winston, “Not sure where he gets it. Maybe I have a bit of an idea. Anyway, Ro was fine, I was fine. I was on bed rest for a few weeks but everything ended up being okay. I went on to give birth to a very healthy and chunky baby.”

“On our anniversary,” John adds, beaming with pride. “Pretty cool.”

Winston smiles when you look over at him, “This man loves you…immensely.”

Your cheeks hurt from smiling so wide, “I love him just as much.”

John takes your hand and holds it tight, then he lets go and wraps his arm around your waist, rubbing his thumb against your back as Winston begins to talk about something. You smile as you listen to him, but you look over at Akira as she watches you and John closely.

Ronan is currently sleeping with her face pressed against your chest, and you’re pretty stuck where you are. John has checked on you a few times to make sure you’re okay, but you’re perfect. He’s off talking with Charon and Winston, which is really nice for him. Akira was talking with him too, but now she’s making her way over to you.

“You must not able to get anything done,” she says, gesturing to Ronan.

“She usually doesn’t sleep on me,” you laugh, rubbing Ronan’s back, “She usually naps in her room, but if she does nap on someone, it’s John.”

Akira smiles, “He sounds like he’s a very good father.”

“He is,” you smile as you nod, “He, um, speaks very highly of your dad.”

“And my father spoke very highly of John,” she says, and you let out a small laugh, “I might not have been very fond of him when I first met him--in all honestly, I wanted to kill him when I saw him. I knew nothing good followed him. I now know that’s not true.”

You hold her gaze as she smiles softly at you, and you feel your cheeks warm. Ronan jolts herself awake and begins to cry on your chest, and you quickly try to calm her down but she’s crying out for her daddy. John hops up from the chair and comes over to get her, shushing her and calming her down.

“I’m right here, bug,” he whispers as he sits next to you on the couch, “Daddy is right here.”

Ronan cries and crawls over into his lap, and she sticks her thumb into her mouth and closes her eyes. She’s not a big thumb sucker, but every now and then, she’ll suck her thumb when she’s woken herself up from crying.

“She just missed her daddy,” you say, and John hugs her tight in his arms. You look over at Akira as she watches the two of them, her breathing getting a little heavy and her eyes growing glassy.

“Excuse me,” she says, getting up and quickly heading for the door.

John has gathered all of Ronan’s things and put them in the bag while you said your goodbyes to Charon and Winston. They have some things to take care of, so they need to head out, plus it’s getting late and John doesn’t think it’s the best idea to stay here much longer. The night usually brings in a different kind of crowd.

You give Winston and Charon a small wave as they head to the door, then you grab your coat and start to put it on before John practically slides across the floor to do it for you, which you’re grateful for since your body is killing you. He kisses your cheek and rubs your shoulders, then he grabs his suit jacket to put on.

“Akira must have left,” you say, and John nods. “I wonder if it was something I did.”

“It was probably me.” he says as you frown, “She’s still not my biggest fan.”

You walk over and fix his jacket, “Well, I’m your biggest fan.”

“I know you are,” he whispers, leaning down to kiss you, “You’re my favorite fan too.”

Ronan calls out for you as she sits by the bags on the floor, and you walk over to pick her up just as the door opens. Akira smiles and shuts it before walking over to you.

“I wanted to say goodbye before you left,” she says, and you stand up, “I didn’t…mean to storm off earlier. It’s just…hard. Seeing John--anyone--with their daughter.”

“I get that,” you says, and she looks at you, “I didn’t grow up with a dad, so when I see Ronan and John together, I have to take a moment for myself too. I obviously didn’t lose my dad the way you did. My dad chose to leave. I can’t imagine how much you miss your dad, Akira, and I’m so sorry that you lost him. And trust me, John is sorry too.”

Akira inhales deeply and nods her head, blinking away tears, “I appreciate that.”

“Your father was one of my greatest friends,” John says as he walks up beside you, “You know how deeply I cared about him. Not a day goes by where I don’t think about him or wish things have ended differently.”

“My father cared for you as well,” she says, nodding her head, “He would be very happy for you, and he’d have loved both of the women in your life.”

You smile when John takes your hand, “I’m really glad that we got to meet.”

“Me as well.” she says, and you take her by surprise when you reach out to hug her. You’re sure she’s making a face since John let out a small laugh. She eventually wraps her arms around you too and squeezes lightly. “Take care of her, Mr. Wick. Both of them.”

John smiles, taking your hand again, “Trust me, I will.”

Akira’s phone beeps in her pocket, so she pulls it out and looks at it before swiftly tucking it away, “Again, it was lovely to properly meet you.”

“You too,” you smile as you look at her.

Akira reaches out to shake John’s hand, then she gives Ronan a smile and leans down to rub her plump cheek before she gets up and quickly leaves the room.

“What was that all about?” you ask, gesturing to her, “She left like the room was on fire.”

“She got a text,” he says, shrugging, “She’s off to work.”

You stand in front of him and hold his gaze, “Do you miss it?”

“Not one bit,” he says, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer, “I’m going to go back to my amazing home with my beautiful wife and daughter, and we’re going to make some snacks and watch TV until we’re tired. I get to kiss both of my favorite people goodnight and fall asleep holding onto the most important person in my life. Why would I ever want anything else?”

“Is there maybe something else…you’d want tonight?”

John smiles, “If you’re asking if I want you, the answer is always yes.”

“We better get home then.”

“I can’t believe you didn’t get a tattoo,” John says as you come out of the bathroom. “I thought you wanted to get one.”

You sit on the bed and shrug, “We wanted to get one together, remember?”

“We still can, but I just thought you’d get one with Tess.”

Inhaling deeply, you shift on the bed so you’re kneeling in front of him, “Okay, so, I did get something, but it’s not what you think. It’s not a tattoo.”

John looks confused, “What else would you have gotten at a tattoo shop then?”

“You really wanna know?” you ask, and he nods his head, a smile spreading on his face. “Well, I was in the shop while Tess was getting her tattoo and I was like ‘what is something I really want to get other than a tattoo?’ I’ll be honest, I’ve always wanted this but I’ve never told anyone--other than Tess, of course. I just think they’re hot. So, I got one.”

“I am…so confused.”

You start to laugh, “I know you’ll immediately pounce when you see it, so please…don’t.”

“What?” John laughs, shaking his head, “You’re being so weird.”

You lean up to kiss John, then you sit back on your knees and pull your shirt up. John holds your gaze for a moment before his eyes drift down to your breasts. He smiles, still looking confused, until he notices the little silver piercing on your left nipple. His mouth drops open as he moves closer, reaching out to gently cup your breast.

“Yeah,” you start to laugh as your cheeks burn, “I don’t know, I just always wanted it. I thought it was so hot. If I hate it, I’ll just take it out and it’ll heal.”

John laughs, lightly brushing his thumb over your nipple, “This is…hot.”

“I thought so too,” you start to put your shirt down but John holds it up, still staring. “You like it?”

“Yes!” he laughs, leaning up to kiss you.

You bite your bottom lip as you smile, “It’ll take a few weeks to fully heal, so you definitely don’t want to…you know, kiss it or anything. It’ll just get infected, probably. But it’s not going anywhere.”

“Did it hurt?”

You exhale as you sit back to lean against the headboard, “Yes. It hurt like a bitch but the pain went away as soon as she was done with it. There’s just a really dull pain now.”

“That’s why you’ve been saying your body hurts,” he realizes, and you nod. “And why you wiggled out of my hugs earlier. Was I hurting you?”

“No, but when you hugged when I got home after I got it, you hugged me so hard, which in reality was probably just a regular hug, but it hurt a little bit,” you shrug as you look at him, then you lean over, brushing your lips against his, “You’ll just have to be extra careful with me for the next few weeks.”

John nods, then he pulls back, “That’s also why you wouldn’t let me take your shirt off while we had sex last night.”

He tried so hard but you kept pulling it down. Every time, he frowned and pouted, which was way hotter than it should have been. You finally pulled your shirt up on the right side so he could at least see that breast, but you immediately pulled it back down when his lips moved elsewhere.

“Yeah,” you start to laugh when he playfully shoves you, “I didn’t want you to know yet! I wanted it to look better. It was sore and red last night.”

“And you wouldn’t let me shower with you this morning.”

Laughing loudly, you pull him back to you, “I wanted to surprise you, and you were, weren’t you?”

“Yes,” he nods, pulling your shirt back up to look at it, “Can’t wait to get my mouth on it.”

John kisses you before leaning down and kissing all around your breast. He moves closer to it and looks up at you, and you start to laugh. He brushes his lips over it and you gasp softly, clutching at his shirt. When he moves, you see he’s grown hard in his pants, so you reach down and touch him before he plops down on the bed and pulls you over to him.

Pulling your shirt off, you toss it aside and position yourself in his lap as his hands grip your waist. He moves his left hand up your stomach and to your breast, lightly running his finger over your nipple.

“Fuck,” he says softly before leaning up to kiss your neck, “You’re so sexy.”

“Thank you,” you whisper as you lean back to look at him, “I’m glad you like it.”

John brushes his lips over your nipple, “I love it. It looks so good on you.”

“I already know that when it gets cooler, you’re going to lose your mind when you see it through my shirt.”

John nearly moans, “Fuck, I didn’t even think about that. Please never wear another bra again.”

You laugh as you push John back down on the bed, “I hope you’re free next weekend.”

“Why?”

“You have an appointment,” you say, and he grins as he reaches up to touch your breast, “Not with me.”

John furrows his brow, “Huh?”

“I set up an appointment for you,” you smile as you lean down to kiss him, “A penis piercing.”

“Hell no.” he laughs, and you smile, holding tight to him as he rolls on top of you, “No, I think this piercing is good for both of us. I don’t need one.”

You hum, tucking his hair behind his ear, “Okay.”

John pulls your pajamas shorts off and tosses them aside, then he quickly removes his boxers and moves closer to bury himself inside of you with one hard thrust and a grunt. You wrap your arms around his neck as the two of you kiss, and you begin to pant as he jerks his hips.

“Do you really want me to?” he asks, lips brushing against your collarbone.

“No,” you admit as he looks at you, “You do some damn fine work without one.”

John smirks as he leans closer to you, then he reaches over to your nightstand and pulls out your vibrator. He clicks it on and looks down at you, and you bite your lip and nod your head. As soon as he puts it between your legs, your body jolts and you let out a loud moan.

“Here,” he reaches for a pillow and hands it off to you, “You’re gonna need this.”

Not only is your boob killing you this morning, your whole body hurts, but thankfully John is already downstairs with Ro and has gotten breakfast started. You wander into the kitchen and rub your fist against your eye, and John smiles when he looks up.

“Good morning,” he smiles, walking over to kiss you, “Your hair is…a mess.”

You catch a glimpse of yourself in the glass of the oven door, then you turn to him, “Well, someone kept pulling it last night.”

“Because someone wanted me to,” he says, dipping you back as he kisses you. He cradles you in his arms and smiles, “How are you feeling?”

“Good,” you reach up to cup his face, “Ready to hang out and do nothing.”

John grimaces as he stands up straight with you, “I made plans for us tonight. Jimmy and Tess too.”

“Okay?” you walk over and lean down to kiss the top of Ronan’s head while she eats, “And what are those plans?”

“Well,” he exhales, leaning back against the counter and crossing his arms, “I think it’s time that we get our tattoos.”

You look over at him and smile, “Yeah?”

“Yeah. What do you say?”

Hopping up from the chair, you throw your arms around him and smile, “Yeah! I can’t wait!”

“Ronan is gonna get one too,” he says, reaching over to touch her chunky arm, “She’s getting ‘mom’ right on her bicep.”

“Oh, my goodness!” you say in your mom voice as you walk over to her, “Ro is gonna be so tough!”

Ronan giggles and scrunches her face up, making little grunting noises that cause you and John to laugh. You lean over and kiss her a few times, then you stand up and wrap your arms around John’s waist.

“No penis piercing for you though?”

“No,” he laughs quietly as he leans down to kiss you, “Just a tattoo for my favorite girls.”

You smile softly, “I still think you should get my face right on your chest.”

“It’s very tempting, peach,” he says as you walk over to get a plate of food, and he turns around to look at you. You look up at him as he looks down at your chest, and you smile. “I’m not over it.”

“I know.”

John smiles, “I think I’ll need to see it again tonight. I mean, just to make sure it’s healing.”

“Yeah, no, of course,” you say, nodding your head. “Absolutely, Doctor Wick.”

He barks out a laugh, “Yeah, that’s me.”

“Maybe if it’s healed up more, you will be allowed to--”

John perks up, “I can?”

“Yeah,” you laugh when he rushes over to you, hugging you tight in his arms. “Had I known you’d want me this much because of a nipple piercing, I would have gotten one years ago.”

“You know I want you this much even without it,” he says, and you start to smile because it’s true. He pulls your shirt back a little and looks down it, then he smiles, “Making sure it’s still there.”

You laugh, “It’s not going anywhere.”

“Good.”

John is holding tight to your right hand as you squeeze your eyes shut. Tattoos certainly hurt. He was all tough getting his and didn’t even wince, but you have to admit, it was kind of hot. He was looking at some other tattoos and talking with the artist about something he might get in the future but for now he’s just settling for the small tattoo on his ring finger.

“Hey, how’s the piercing healing up?”

You look at the tattoo artist and smile, “Really well! John was a big fan of it.”

“Oh, I bet!” she grins at him.

John smiles smugly when you look at him, and you lean over to kiss him.

“Alright, you’re all set,” the tattoo artist says as she sits back, smiling, “Looks good.”

You hold up your hand and smile, “It’s gorgeous! Thank you!”

John holds up his hand next to yours, “They look great.”

“I love it,” you smile, then you look over at John and kiss him again.

“Hey, if you two ever get divorced, at least it still has meaning,” another customer says.

He obviously overheard you telling the artist earlier why you wanted 905 on your ring finger--September 5th for your anniversary and Ronan’s birthday. Since there’s no zero in Roman numerals, you settled for the numbers 905. You opted out of a year as well since it would take up too much space and obviously Ronan was born a different year than when you were married.

John shakes his head when you look at him, then he leans down, “Not happening.”

You walk with him over to where Jimmy is looking at his tattoo in the mirror. He decided to add onto his tattoo he got in Rome, and he got some color as well. The wolf is now surrounded by the most beautiful and colorful flowers. Tess smiles as she looks down at the little camera she got tattooed on her wrist, and you let out a small laugh when she grins at Jimmy.

“Alright,” John puts your jacket on when he gets done paying, then he kisses your cheek, “I think we need to get some food. I’m starving.”

When you step outside, you put your hand out for John to hold but you both frown when you realize you can’t hold hands with the bandages on them.

“We can’t link fingers.” you laugh, and he nods his head. “I got an idea.”

You wrap both your arms around his bicep and grin up at him as he leans down to kiss you. Resting your head against his shoulder, you walk down the street with him, trailing behind Jimmy and Tess as they sing obnoxiously.

John presses a kiss to the top of your head, “I love you so much. 905 is always going to be so important to me.”

“What if we divorce?”

“Not going to happen,” he says, stopping to turn to you, “The only way we’re getting divorced is if you divorce me.”

You laugh, “The only way we’re getting divorced is if you divorce me.”

“Not happening. You’re stuck with me for life.” he says, then he shakes his head, “People just say rude shit sometimes.”

“Oh, trust me, I know.”

John pulls you into his arms and leans in close to your face, “Mrs. Wick, I think we need to get some food in you. We have a date for tonight.”

You look over at Tess and Jimmy as they talk to each other, and you reach for John’s hand and place it on your breast. He lightly pinches your piercing through your shirt, and you smirk.

“Fuck, I want to suck on it so bad,” he nearly growls, and you laugh.

“I will allow that tonight,” you say, and he perks up. “I want your mouth on it too.”

John scoops you into his arms and practically runs down the sidewalk, “We gotta get food to go! I need to take her home now!”

You tilt your head back and laugh loudly, clinging onto John as he continues running down the sidewalk.

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