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steddieas-shegoes · 11 months

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Request: Steve has a few younger siblings. He is very protective over them (2 brothers & 1 baby sister) his family is very close. But the party meeting his siblings in the hospital post spring break from hell, Steve's little sister screams tearfully until she is put beside her older brother who is in hospital due to severe injuries. His younger brothers (8yrs old & 5 yrs old) demand for their big brother to be left alone by these strangers. The party demanded to know why he kept his siblings from them???? Also Steve just being loved on by his parents & his siblings and of the party.

DARLING IDK HOW YOU COME UP WITH THIS STUFF BUT THANK GOD YA DO!!! Steve having siblings and good parents and STILL choosing to be the best damn babysitter is kind of giving me LIFE. I am forever here for giving Steve all the love he deserves. A little backstory for this in my brain: Steve's parents got married right out of high school at their own parents' insistence, and they loved each other, but wanted to go to college first. Anne got pregnant during their honeymoon and had to put college on hold. The reason there's such a big age gap between Steve and his siblings is because she finished college, started working as a lawyer, and then went into business with Richard. Once they were comfortable in that for a couple years, they decided to have more kids. We love responsible decisions!!! - Mickala ❤️

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Steve spent 12 hours unconscious, which would be more alarming if he hadn’t had worse before. At least this time he was in a hospital for it.

Or maybe that was worse.

His mom was by his side the moment he woke up, along with a pacing Dustin and half-asleep Robin.

“Mom? Where’s Dad?”

“Oh, honey!” Anne Harrington was a strong woman, a lawyer who didn’t take shit from anyone, only cried when Steve won his basketball championship and graduated high school. But here she was, sobbing against his hand tightly grasped in her own. “He’s with your brothers and sister. I didn’t want them to see you like this, honey. You almost died!”

Maybe that was true. He certainly felt like he almost died.

He felt Robin and Dustin staring at them, realized what his mom had said.

“Brothers?” Dustin asked, barely more than a whisper, from the foot of the hospital bed.

“Sister?” Robin asked, a yawn breaking out before she even finished asking.

There was a commotion outside the door, he could hear his father’s voice trying to stay calm as he spoke, but knew he was frustrated.

Then he heard a loud cry and his heart broke.

“Was that Bethany?” Steve croaked, his eyes watering at the wails his three year old sister was letting out.

Anne looked at the mostly closed door, nodding as she turned back to Steve in the bed.

“They’ve been begging to see you since this morning. They wouldn’t stop begging to come, so your dad compromised and said they could sit in the waiting room until you woke up, but they’ve been sitting there for two hours. You know how they get.”

He did. He knew that any compromise they’d agreed to was going to work to their benefit in the end because they were all much too clever for their ages.

Suddenly, the door shot open and his eight year old brother, James, stood there with wide eyes. His five year old brother, Ryan, stood behind him, bouncing on his feet so he could try to see.

His father appeared behind them, holding Bethany in his arms, and looking like he wished he could be anywhere else.

But that look disappeared when he saw that Steve was awake.

“I’m so glad you’re okay, son,” he said, a choked noise making its way from his throat like he would have sobbed if the kids weren’t there.

He could feel the confusion coming from Robin and Dustin, but now wasn’t the time to explain any of it.

“Hey kiddos. You guys okay?” Steve rasped out, giving a small smile to all his siblings.

James and Ryan ran to his bed, climbing onto it carefully when Anne snapped her fingers at them and told them to go slow so they didn’t hurt their brother.

“Down, daddy! Wanna see Steve!” Bethany was kicking her legs and trying to push away from Richard, who sighed and let her down.

She ran to the bed, ignored the warning to go slow, and piled into Steve’s lap.

It hurt, but she was so small, and Steve could deal with some discomfort if it meant she could see he was okay.

“Steve, you have boo-boos!”

He patted her always messy hair, and gave her the best smile he could muster.

“Just a few. I’m gonna get all better soon, though. The doctors just had to put some bandaids on them.”

“Are they Barbie bandaids?”

“Of course they aren’t, Bethany. They’re big and have to be wrapped,” James said.

Steve gripped James’ hand in his.

James was going through a phase of wanting to seem older than he was, which was normal, but he took a lot of it out on Bethany. Bethany could certainly hold her own, and often did, but they were all emotional and under a lot of stress at this moment, so Steve stepped in.

“Buddy, let’s just take it easy today, okay? It’s okay to be scared, but so is Bethany and she’s little, so we have to be patient. Like we talked about, remember?”

“What is happening right now?” Dustin asked, still standing awkwardly at the end of his bed.

“Um. Dustin, Robin, this is Bethany, James is to my left, and Ryan is to my right. These are my brothers and sister.”

“You have siblings.”

It wasn’t a question, but Steve could hear the disbelief in Dustin’s tone.

“I do.”

“You never mentioned them?” Robin asked as she looked at where Richard and Anne were now whispering in the corner of the room.

“It just never really came up?”

“Uh. Okay.”

“Who are these people?” Ryan asked as he turned his face into Steve’s arm, always more shy than his other siblings.

“That’s my best friend, Robin, and Dustin. I used to babysit him and now he’s like another brother.”

“But we’re your brothers,” James said, crossing his arms against his chest.

“Of course. But there’s plenty of room to have Dustin around, too. He’s awesome. He can teach you D&D!”

Bethany was curling up against his chest, at least being more careful now that she’d seen his injuries up close. Ryan was shuffling closer to his side, burying his head under his arm like he did on their family movie nights when he was getting tired but didn’t want anyone to know. James was still tense, jealous.

“Did he teach you D&D?”

“Nah. I told you it’s too complicated for me.”

“Did I hear someone say D&D?” Eddie peeked his head through the door, grin lighting up the room.

“Eddie!” Dustin exclaimed.

“Looks like Steve’s got a whole party in here! Are we playing or what?”

Eddie walked into the room completely, smiling until he realized that Steve’s parents were here.

They got together during chaos; they didn’t have time to talk about logistics, about what Steve’s parents knew about him, if they would even be okay with him.

He’d briefly mentioned his siblings to Eddie when they were getting weapons ready, but didn’t talk much about anything else.

“Eds, these are my parents, Richard and Anne,” Steve introduced them, winking at his mom when she gave him a questioning look.

He’d been out to his parents for months, accidentally letting slip that he’d gone on a date with a guy on their Christmas vacation. They took it well overall, the shock making it seem like they were upset, but they were just confused about why he’d only ever brought home girls.

“Mom, Dad, this is my boyfriend, Eddie.”

Eddie’s eyes practically bulged out of his head when he realized what Steve was doing.

“Ew, a boyfriend?” James, already back to his previous attitude, curled his lip up in disgust.

He looked so like Steve sometimes, it was alarming. If they were out running errands together, people often assumed he was his son.

“James! Watch your tone!” Anne said as she reached out a hand to shake Eddie’s. “It’s lovely to meet you, Eddie. I assume you’re the one who helped carry Steve to safety?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“So polite. Who would’ve thought Steve found someone so nice?” Richard said with a smirk and a wink at Steve.

“Are you in love?” Bethany asked as she watched Eddie from her spot against Steve’s chest.

Steve could feel his face heat up, watched as Eddie’s face went red and he looked down at the floor.

“We care about each other a lot, B,” Steve replied, hoping she would drop it.

“But he saved you! Like a princess!”

Eddie let out a small laugh as he got closer to the bed and sat down on the edge.

“Well, you look like a princess, too. What’s your name?” He asked, glancing up at Steve for a moment to make sure it was okay he sat there. Steve nodded once.

“Beffany.”

“Princess Bethany? Of Loch Nora?”

Bethany looked at Anne to confirm, nodding as soon as her mom gave her a thumbs up.

Eddie stood back up, bowed, and then sat down again.

“It’s an honor to be in your presence, your highness.”

“Are you a knight?” she asked as she scooted away from Steve’s chest and off his lap, climbing her way into Eddie’s.

Ryan was even pulling away slightly to watch what was going on.

“I wish! I haven’t been through all of my training yet. Maybe you could help me?”

“What kinda trainin’?” Bethany started playing with his hair, but Eddie didn’t stop her, wanted her to feel comfortable while Steve recovered.

“I need to learn my royal etiquette. Do you think you can show me?”

“Yes! We have lessons!”

“Great!” Eddie beamed at her. “Maybe you can give me lessons when your brother goes home?”

“Mommy! Can Eddie come play?”

“Of course. But not today. Steve has to keep resting here for a couple days and I think Eddie probably wants to be here for him.”

“Okay. I stay too?”

“No, baby. We have to let Steve rest some more. We can come back to visit tomorrow.”

Steve felt Ryan and James cling to his arms when they realized that meant they were all leaving.

“But Robin and Dustin are staying!” James was jealous. He loved spending time with Steve, thrived on being considered “mature” enough to run errands with him when their parents were busy, helping him with chores because he was the only one big enough.

Dustin was a threat to his time with Steve, even at eight he could tell.

“Actually, I passed Dustin’s mom on the way here and she was coming to get him soon to go home. He hurt his ankle and shouldn’t even be walking around right now,” Eddie said, eyes squinting in Dustin’s direction like they’d already discussed this once.

“And I have to get home to my parents so they don’t worry. Maybe you can walk me to the bus stop and keep me safe?” Robin asked, somewhat awkwardly.

She didn’t know how to talk to kids, but it was a valiant attempt.

And it seemed to work.

James perked up at the thought of helping in a big kid way.

“Oh, darling, we can drop you off at your house on our way home,” Anne said. “I’ll take you and James can walk with us so we aren’t alone. Right, James?”

James nodded vigorously.

“I’ll protect you. And then we can come back tomorrow to see if Steve’s better.”

Steve leaned down and kissed the top of Ryan’s head, smiling when he realized he fell asleep at some point during the conversation.

“He barely slept last night. I’ll carry him. Hopefully now that he’s seen you’re alive and okay he can rest,” Richard said with a sad smile.

“If you bring them all tomorrow morning, I can help them make character sheets for D&D,” Eddie suggested.

“Yes! Please, dad! Can we?” James bounced in the bed, jostling everyone a bit.

Steve hissed in pain, but tried to cover it with a smile when James looked at him with an apologetic look.

“Sure. If you promise to sleep tonight and eat breakfast in the morning, we can come back.”

“I promise!” James poked Ryan. “Ryan! Promise you’ll sleep tonight and have breakfast in the morning so we can come play D&D!”

Ryan blinked a few times, nodded, then snuggled back into Steve’s side.

As Richard and Anne worked on gathering the kids and Robin and Dustin walked out with them, Steve relaxed in the hospital bed, finally feeling most of his injuries.

He knew they would give him more pain meds if he asked, but he wanted a few minutes with Eddie first.

“Hey.”

“Hey, sweetheart,” Eddie said as he took his hand in his own, gently squeezing as he made himself comfortable on the side of the bed.

“Thanks for being so cool with them,” Steve let his eyes close for a moment as he took in every wound on his body.

He knew this was a close one, could tell by the way Eddie was looking at him a moment ago.

“You never told anyone else about them?”

Steve shook his head.

“Didn’t really need to. I figured they’d all meet eventually. Just never came up before.”

“Want me to get the nurse?” Eddie could tell he didn’t want to talk about it right now, so he changed the subject quickly.

“In a minute. Wanna kiss you.”

“Oh yeah? Come kiss me then.”

Steve opened one eye and started pouting.

“You come kiss me,” Steve said.

“Fine. But only because you’re hurting.”

Eddie leaned down to press his lips against Steve’s softly, a comfort as much as a promise for more when he was better.

“You’ll stay?”

“Yeah, sweetheart. Just gonna get the nurse and grab a snack from the machine down the hall and then I’m all yours for the night.”

“Can’t wait to feel better.”

“I know. Maybe next time you won’t try to be a hero, hm?”

“No, I don’t care about the pain or anything.”

“Then…”

“I want you to fuck me.”

“Jesus Christ,” Eddie choked. “Are you always like this or are there still some drugs in your system?”

“Dunno. Never felt like this with anyone else.”

“Stevie…”

“You’re good with them. Especially Bethany. She’s a lot. But you did good. Good for my nuggets.”

Steve was slowly losing consciousness and Eddie couldn’t help the fond smile creeping up on his face.

“They seem like good gremlins. They sure love you a lot,” Eddie whispered.

“Mhm. Love you.”

“Oh. I don’t think they know me well enough to love me yet, sweetheart, but that’s nice of you to say,” Eddie scrambled to get out, his heart flipping over in his chest at the thought that that wasn’t what Steve meant.

“No.” Steve opened his eyes, staring right at Eddie. “I do. I love you.”

It was crazy. Probably a product of his injuries, exhaustion, and drug cocktail in his system. He probably thought he loved him, but they’d only just gotten together officially.

“Eds. It’s okay. I’m just lettin’ you know how I feel. You don’t have to say it back.”

“I just. I. I think I love you too. I just don’t see how you love me.”

“‘S easy.”

Just that easy.

Like Steve would have said it whether he was in the hospital or not.

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The next morning, James, Ryan, and Bethany planted themselves on Steve’s bed while Eddie explained character sheets to them.

Steve watched with a smile as all of his siblings watched Eddie in awe.

His family meant the world to him, and Eddie did too. He wanted things to always be like this.

When Eddie smiled at him over James’ shoulder a while later, he thought that maybe they would be.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #steve harrington has good parents #steve harrington has siblings #hurt/comfort #this was what sleep deprived me came up with and im keeping it #not steve planning out his six nuggets with eddie the moment he sees him with his siblings #but also yes that

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mvltisstuff · 11 months

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I have a Buck (911) fic idea. Buck saved reader at the tsunami. Reader can't swim that good, so she was really scared and he comforted her. Reader took care of Christopher while Buck was saving other people. Two weeks or something after the tsunami they meet again. Maybe reader is working at coffee shop and they meet there. Reader can't stop saying thank you to Buck and maybe he asks her on a date at the end.

You don't have to write this if you don't want to. I got this idea and thought I'll send it to you.

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summary: request above :)

evan buckley x reader

the tsunami had entirely taken out a whole community and a street of small businesses. it came rushing through, causing immediate calamity and jeopardy. not the most ideal first date, but definitely gets you closer to strangers.

the first wave had washed buck and christopher off of the pier, sending them away with bits and pieces of the structure. y/n had been shoved under the waves, which were horrifying but also marvelous. her lungs were filling with water and sand from the shores. it felt like every time she came up it wasn’t worth anything, as she would be pulled back under seconds later.

she heard the screams from buck, hearing the sharp yells of someone’s name. the adrenaline in her system kept her brain moving speedily and her heart beating fast. the red engine had sparkled out of the corner of her eye from the sizzling sun of california. she forced herself over, when the man gripped her arms and pulled her on. she bent over, coughing up water and leaning back on the truck.

“hey, are you ok?” he asks, worried.

“yeah, i’ll be fine. are you two alright?”

“we’re good, just scared shitless,” buck chuckles a little, trying to bring a little light to the disaster.

“same, i’m no mermaid.”

“it’s going to be alright, ok? i’m here for you,” he reassures immediately. he must have an instinct to protect people, she thinks.

y/n vividly remembers sitting next to christopher, watching buck save other people, and bring them to the top of the truck. she remembers the exact feeling of her jeans sticking to her thighs and her scraped arms from the wood and sticks in the water. he was just a little boy, he didn’t deserve to be in the middle of such a mess. when people had succumbed to the oceans, she covered his eyes to maintain his innocence whilst she couldn’t look away.

buck had come back and forth, saving several people. she immediately admired him. you have no idea the amount of courage and selflessness it takes to put yourself in the eye of the hurricane. and buck did that without thinking twice. most people would stay put, but he knows there’s no point to life if you don’t do everything in your power to make it a better place.

all hell broke loose when the truck shook, knocking several people off as buck watched christopher disappear in the waves. everyone was separated. no one knew how to get back, and everyone was shaking in fear.

hours went by and the sun went down and bucks panic didn’t go with it. he lost the one thing he was given to care of. christopher was a light in the tunnel and the one who truly got him out of bed. people only had good intentions and the world took that to an advantage.

y/n walked around, soaking wet after the water had started going back out to sea. she wandered around the town, looking for anyone she knew or something familiar. suddenly, nothing had become safe until she saw the sitting boy on the steps of a building, his eyes small and tired. the one she tried so hard to save from floating away, and she prayed he was going to be ok when she walked over. he was slumped to the side, his head leaning on a railing. “y/n?” christopher’s eyes focus, squinting at her.

“oh my god, christopher! you’re ok!” she runs over with whatever energy she has left. she pulls him into her, checking him over with her hands on his face. “are you? i’m so sorry, buddy, it all happened so fast.”

“i’m ok, i’m tired though,” he remarks. “where is buck?”

“i don’t know, ive been trying to find out for you, but the woman said there’s going to be units here soon. we can find him.”

“is he dead?”

y/n pauses, taken aback by his statement. “i don’t think so, chris. he’s a tough guy, really tough.”

“he just got hurt, what if he is again?”

“he was hurt?”

“at work.” y/n sighs, looking around again for anyone before moving to sit next to him. christopher leans on her shoulder, dozing off lightly as y/n happily allows it.

at least fourty-five minutes go by before ambulances and rescue personelle arrive to the scene. there were probably a hundred people clattering about, trying to find out if their family or friends were alive. y/n was given oxygen along with christopher, who shared the tank due to an emergency shortage.

they were transported to the nearest hospital right after sundown. christopher arm was tangled with hers for balance, trying to find his dad and buck. y/n observes buck and the other man, diaz on his name tag. they both have tears in there eyes as buck stutters on about the boy. eddie looks behind him, about to run out of there and search for christopher when he sees him limping over, exhausted. “christopher?”

“dad!” he yells, as eddie sprints over to take him. he checks him over the same way y/n did, making sure every single part of him is safe. y/n looks away as eddie carries him away to get checked out and she locks eyes with buck. he’s talking to his fellow firefighters, them observing his disoriented condition. when he stares into y/n’s pained expression, his knees give out but his eyes stay locked on her. he blinks a few times and somehow, she vanished right before his eyes.

he had a whole speech to give her. she saved christopher, and she saved him. he could have never made it out of this alone and he had to say that, but she was gone before he knew it.

two weeks had passed since an entire portion of los angeles had been demolished in two minutes. the city coming together to help everyone affected was truly beautiful, but something was missing in bucks eyes. he felt like he had to see y/n, but he had no idea how to reach her or where to find her. he wanted to give her anything she wanted for being there.

he roamed around on calls, taking a second glance at anyone who resembled her or her name. maybe he misheard it or something? he didn’t want to give up, but everyone had been telling him to let the tsunami go out of his mind with the tide. one of those ways was to avoid that day and the reminders. was it the best coping mechanism? absolutely not, but buck would try anything and everything to forget a trauma.

until he was asked to watch christopher again, he thought there was no point in bringing up the memory for especially you. you’d been there the whole time, being a bad swimmer and nearly drowning with no past disaster training. buck had that, and she was worse off than him, he thought. when christopher mentions her name, he realizes there is no point in trying to forget. this happened and there is no erasing it, maybe what he needed was y/n.

he took christopher for another day out, far from the shore and the non-existent pier. they’d gone to the indoor arcades and fun little places to hang out or just talk. buck was desperate for an energy boost, so he dragged christopher into the nearest coffee shop. it was an adorable little place with a few businesspeople sitting around on their computers. the smell of coffee and cakes hit bucks nose delightfully. his eyes land on y/n, casually making an latte like it’s muscle memory.

he stares at her in delight and christopher is the one to nudge him close to the counter. “hurry up, buck!”

“i’ll be right with you in one,” y/n’s sentence comes to a halt when she turns around to see buck, the man who saved her, standing behind her. “second. um, hey! how are you guys?”

“we’re good! i- im good, i didn’t know you worked here.”

“have been for a while, it’s easy money for school.”

“oh, nice. what are you in school for?” y/n explains her whole major to buck and why she’s here, practically giving a life story.

“sorry. that was a lot of information you don’t care about,” she laughs, pressing the cover onto the hot drink in her hands.

“i care a lot!” buck says a little too fast. “or, i care about you. how have you been doing?” y/n looks down at the boy with a radiant smile, wanting to show her bravery and strength in front of him, but it’s hard. “hey, chris. why don’t you find somewhere to sit?”

once he walks away to pick out a table, she begins again. “it’s been tough. my sleep schedules all messed up and focusing is like trying to fight a grizzly bear.”

“i’m so sorry, y/n. it’s been so hard trying to deal with it. but give yourself time,” he says sweetly. “you won’t heal if you force yourself.”

she gives him a little smile, appreciating his generosity and now starting to appreciate his looks. her eyes dart around his face, looking into his alluring blue eyes and his lips, and she couldn’t forget that birthmark that is perfect to her. he’s a beautiful man, but an even more beautiful soul. firefighters come with a lot of respect in society, but she had that for him even before she found out. he would never say something too fast, but he noticed her the first time he saw her and grabbed onto her. his rescue response had turned on and was stronger than ever, and the aftermath made him fall in love with her resiliency. she was insanely hot, he had to admit. buck’s gonna buck.

“thank you, buck. for everything. i want to give you the ends of the earth,” she grins. “but maybe we can start with a free coffee?”

“a free coffee sounds amazing,” he replies. he builds up the courage from his crushing self to ask her yet another question. a more bold on, at that. “do you wanna go out sometime? maybe not on top of a fire truck, in a flood?”

y/n’s heart burst right then and there. she had been dying to ask him to same thing, but figured he was too busy with work. besides, he does what he did for her every day so she figured it meant nothing. at the end of the day, it did. “i’d love too!” she shoots out her words rapidly, almost immediately curing bucks anxieties. she shakes her head quickly, trying to rub off her hyper mood. “i’d really like that. here, this is my number,” she writes down the ten digits on a scraped receipt, handing it to him and walking away to make his drink and a snack for christopher.

“perfect,” buck states with a sly wink. “expect a text or two tonight.”

y/n turns back around, heading to the employee room. she can’t find it in her to wipe the rich smile on her face. meanwhile, buck walks over to sit with christopher at the counter by the window. christopher’s grinning at him, high-fiving him and saying, “and buck has done it again!”

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paintyoureyeswithavividmind · 10 months

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close to home | chapter fifteen

plot: when the reader falls ill, Daryl leaves to get medicine. Meanwhile, things worsen at the prison, and Daryl nearly doesn't make it back in time.

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Pairing: Eventual Daryl Dixon x f!reader Word Count: 1,704 Warnings: violence, blood, sickness A/N: thanks for reading!

You didn’t hear that Sasha had fallen ill until later that day. You’d overheard someone talking about her when you stumbled into the bathroom to splash your face with water. You were boiling, despite the relatively cool indoor space. You were also shivering and achy on your feet.

After the craziness with Tyreese, you went to wash up and get something to eat, but by the time you returned to the cell, you were so dizzy you had to lie down. And when you woke up a couple of hours later in the afternoon, you felt like this.

You heard another rumor of a council meeting taking place and wondered why nobody came and got you while you went to the prison section where you met. You were only halfway there when you had to start using the wall to help you walk, and sweaty handprints left a trail behind you.

“She wasn’t in her cell when I went to get her. I’m not sure where she is,” You heard Carol saying as you approached the door. You started coughing as you slowly walked in. Everyone turned to look at you, but it was Daryl your eyes landed on.

“Daryl… something’s wrong,”

***

When Daryl saw you enter the room, he was on his feet and approaching you in a second. He’d managed to get to you as your knees gave out, and all your weight was put on him.

“Son uh bitch,” He cursed, looking at your sweaty face. Your eyes were rimmed red, and you looked like hell.

“Oh my God, (Y/N),” Carol said, hesitating to come over to you.

Daryl looked around the room, “Don’ everybod’ help at once!” He yelled.

“I don’t feel good,” You muttered, and he looked down at you again before looking at Hershel.

“What can we do?” He asked, “We ain’ lettin’ her die like this.”

“The illness won’t kill me,” You said as he helped you into one of the chairs.

Daryl looked up at Hershel, “Come on, old man, tell me what we gotta do,”

Your uncle looked at you sorrowfully and then at Daryl, “That veterinary college at West Peachtree College, that’s one place people might not have thought to look for medicine. We need to treat the symptoms. It's those that... that'll kill her.”

“That’s fifty miles from here,” Michonne said. She looked down at you and tried to control her panic.

“I’m goin’,” Daryl said, “As soon as we get ‘er to bed, I’m goin’,”

***

Getting you to the quarantine cell block was the longest walk of Daryl’s life. You seemed heavier in his arms, and your breathing wasn’t even. Every time he looked down at your face and saw how pale you were, he thought he was going to throw up. His heart was beating wildly, and his stomach sat like a rock.

The thought of leaving you behind in the cell block almost made him pause outside the doors, but for the safety of everyone else, he knew you had to be in there. So he pushed on through, breathing through a bandana.

Sasha sighed loudly when she saw him carrying you in, and she helped him find an open cell and get you settled. When someone yelled her name, she told Daryl she would look after you and then she was gone.

Daryl carefully laid you on the bed. Your face was sweaty, and you were shivering at the same time. He checked your forehead; you were burning up. Some part of him wanted to put a hole through the wall, but it was concrete walls, and he wouldn’t be able to help you with a broken hand.

“Daryl,” You mumbled.

“Imma go out and get you some meds,” He said, looking down at your pale face. “It’ll be all right, promise,”

He didn’t stick around to hear anything else.

***

You weren’t sure how long you slept, but it was dark when you woke up. You still felt as sick as you did earlier but a little clearer-minded. And your uncle’s voice from a few cells down forced you onto your feet.

The cell block was full of people coughing and groaning in pain. You wanted to lie down and join them, but that wasn’t who you were. So you slowly made your way to your uncle, who shook his head when he saw you.

“You should be resting,” Hershel said, closing one of the cell doors.

“I can help,” You said, following his actions and closing the doors. You couldn’t tell if people were dead or just sleeping, and you didn’t have the energy to check. But you forced yourself to keep moving. You closed another two cells before you started coughing again, and you leaned against the wall for support.

A hot metallic sensation filled your mouth, and you started coughing up blood. You tried to yell for your uncle, but you couldn’t make a sound. You could barely hear the sound of Lizzie yelling and then gunshots.

You glanced around the room and saw a few walkers roaming around. Above you, Lizzie was leading a walker down the hallway. You cursed loudly and grabbed your machete, aiming for the nearest walker. It took everything out of you, and you collapsed beside the dead body. Your body was too heavy to move, and you couldn’t respond when you heard your uncle yelling for you.

But you watched him lead the other walkers up the stairs and the following gunshots. You coughed up more blood and managed to get to your knees.

“(Y/N!)”

You looked up at Maggie as she ran toward you. “Stop, stop, I’m fine! Uncle Hershel… needs you…I think it’s Glenn….”

She nodded and went to find him, leaving you alone.

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“What the hell….” Michonne said as they approached the prison.

Daryl stared at the section of the prison fence that had been pushed down, and thoughts of the prison being overrun filled his mind. Tyreese sped up and quickly reached the courtyard, where Carl and Rick were waiting.

“What happened?” Michonne asked as they all got out of the car. Daryl listened to Rick’s story as they grabbed the medical supply bags.

“Gunshots were coming from A,” Carl said.

Daryl didn’t need to hear anything more as he and Tyreese quickly ran toward the cell block. The two of them got into the block quickly, and the smell of sickness and death was heavy. Tyreese went off to find Sasha while Daryl looked around for you.

The sound of someone struggling to breathe caught his attention, and he ran towards the back of the block, finally finding you. Crimson blood covered your mouth as you choked on the liquid in your lungs, and your body was shaking as you were asphyxiating.

“Hershel! (Y/N)!” Daryl screamed, dropping to his knees next to you. Your face was blue, and your eyes were closed as you struggled to breathe.

“Get her on her side. She’s choking to death,” Hershel yelled from the second level.

Daryl carefully moved you so you were on your right side, and blood poured from your mouth as your body shook.

“Did you get another valve mask?” Hershel said.

“In the bag!”

Your uncle was quick as he dug through the bag. He momentarily glanced at you in fear before finding the mask and pulling it out. “On her back, careful now,”

“She’s dyin’!” Daryl yelled, grabbing the side of your face as more blood spilled from your mouth. Your chokes were getting harder, and your body was shaking furiously.

“Hold her down!” Hershel yelled.

Daryl pinned your arms down and used his body to hold your legs while watching in horror as your uncle started shoving a pipe down your throat. Your body struggled against the intrusion, and Daryl had to look away, trying to block out the painful gasps as you continued to choke. Your body was thrashing uncontrollably, and Daryl tried his hardest to pin you down.

“Come on (Y/N)!” Your uncle yelled.

Finally, the pipe set in, and air-filled your lungs. Your body stilled, and Daryl looked at your blood-covered face. He blinked away hot tears and sat back, watching your chest rise and fall with each pump.

“Maggie’s up there keeping Glenn breathing. You need to do the same for her. I have to get the medication ready with Bob,” Hershel said.

Daryl hadn’t even noticed Bob had shown up, and his anger towards the man dissipated when he remembered that Bob and Hershel would be saving your life.

“Slow and steady, every few seconds,” Hershel said, quickly showing Daryl how to pump the air into your lungs. After a second, he passed the pump to Daryl.

He blocked the sound of Hershel and Bob’s conversation and stared at your face. There was blood everywhere, and it still had a tinge of blue. Your hair was coated in blood, spit, and bile. Your skin was pale and sticky with sweat. But your chest was moving in rhythm, and he couldn’t be more thankful for showing up when he did.

He couldn’t stop tears from falling this time and allowed himself a few seconds to grieve what had happened. You had nearly died before him; he almost didn’t make it. And the idea of you not being around anymore would’ve been enough to bring him to his knees if he wasn’t already on them.

He wanted to hold you against his chest, feel your heartbeat, and hear your laugh. He wanted to roll his eyes at your stupid sarcastic comments and watch your eyes light up when you spotted a trail using the tracking skills he’d taught you. He wanted to see you frown when you took down an animal and then shake your head in agreement when he told you it was for the best. He wanted to cry at the idea of you almost dying and wrap himself around you to keep you there.

But he didn't do any of that. Instead, he sat there and kept a steady rhythm and brought life back into your body.

#daryl x y/n #daryl x reader #the walking dead daryl #daryl dixion x reader #daryl dixon x reader #daryl fanfiction #daryl dixon #twd #daryl twd #daryl x you

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riskyraiker · 3 months

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Hii, I saw you were taking requests, so how about this: A Vox x Reader who were old friends in life, now reunited in hell, but not in a way he would expect. Reader was fighting for the Hotel against exterminators and got hurt.

Sort of an angsty/hurt-comfort kinda thing, with Vox stepping out of his cruelty and demon persona. Please, take care and thank you 💕😋

Oh my i absolutely love this😍😍and here have a rose for being my first request🌹You didn't specify genders so i wrote Y/N as they/them, also i apologize if the pov changes from 3rd pov to anything else.

Glad that we're in hell | Vox x reader

Vox loved how much control he had in Hell. He didn't miss anything from the time when he was alive, or so he thought. He didn't want to break his persona in anyway, but he couldn't help but miss Y/N after Valentino had another tantrum over Angel Dust. He covered it by stalking and complaining about a certain radio demon who came back in town. Vox was so focused that he didn't even notice his good old friend next to Alastor.

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All of the three V's sat on the couch watching how an army of angels flew closer to the Hazbin Hotel. Vox was enthralled that Alastor would lose, but all his focus on Alastor vanished when he noticed someone familiar being attacked by an exorcist. "No fucking way.." Vox mumbled under his breath which got the attention of Velvette for max. 2 seconds. His panic didn't last long when the exorcist head was shot full of holes by Angel. Soon enough Adam broke the barrier and started to fight with Alastor himself. Vox was celebrating as Alastor got his ass beat by Adam, now he was complaining about alastor leaving. "Agghh Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!"

Alastor was down, Angel, Husk and Cherry were struggling, Charlie was choked by Adam and Vaggie was struggling with Lute. Y/N had no other choice but try and sneak up on Adam. Attacking the first man, but almost no damage was done expect a scar on his shoulder. Adam threw Y/N to a wall, which made Vox absolutely enraged. "Y/N!!" Oh shit, that confirms it, it's you. As lucifer arrived to the fight, Vox dissapeared from the couch through cameras to the battlefield, he ran to Y/N. "I..what are you doing here?" It seems like they didn't recognize him well for being a TV screen. "I'm here to save you, darling. I-it's me Vox you knew me when we were alive." Y/N eyes widened as she coughs his name before losing consiousness. "Aw shit, let's go back" Vox held Y/N close as he went back into his place. He did the best he could to bandage you up and give you every pain reliever he had after you woke up. "uhh..what happened. The hotel! Where am i? I need to help Charlie and the others!" Vox was at his own desk watching the cameras, until he heard you yelling about the hotel and your friends. He had no time to get up and run when he straight up teleported through electricity next to you. "Oh god, I was so worried about you! I didn't even know you were in hell. Why in the fuck are you even here?!" Vox didn't care if Val or Velvet would walk through those huge doors as he held you close and rambled about you and your well being to you. "Vox, is it Really you? I thought i had lost you completely." Those words cut his heart in half and made him glitch. You held him tight as you could without being in pain.

You couldn't help but let tears fall down your face, you missed him so much. "I thought i didn't miss you at all, but I was so wrong. How could I've been so selfish not to realize I loved you all this time" Was it true what he just said or were you still in shock from the battle. "Vox. Did you just confess?" Vox only glitched and even shed a few tears which made him ashamed. "Oh darling don't cry, I love you aswell" You caressed his screen styled face softly as you leaned your forehead onto the top of his screen. "Y-You do?" His eyes flickered and moved up and down, looking into your eyes then glancing at your lips. "Of course I do. I loved you since we were alive. You make me glad to be in hell" It took you long enough to kiss, but you did it anyway. Angels say Hell is only suffering and pain, but they didn't know that it's not only that. "You make hell seem like Heaven to me, Y/N"

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AN: I hope you liked it. I wrote this quick as possible to not keep you waiting. It might short aswell, I'm not good at going to detail :,)

#vox x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin alastor #charlie morningstar #vaggie hazbin hotel #hazbin vox #the vees #vox hazbin hotel #hazbinhotel #light angst #angst with a happy ending #hurt/comfort

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xy0o · 3 months

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“Dont let it all go to your head.”

Before you read this is based on a song! I would recommend you listen while reading, (Better People to Leave on Read by Emei)

Also this is not proof-read! So there maybe some errors!!

You’re an overlord, a powerful one at that.. and you always loved putting on a show. You loved to write and sing songs, especially back when you were alive. Your official debut when you were alive was with your ex husband, Alastor. You both sang love songs on stage your voice and his power due to his job as a radio host combined was, unstoppable.

Until…

Mimzy.

Mimzy was a wake up call for you. You began to notice things you never noticed before, the way girls stared at your husband or the way their touch lingered on his arm for too long. Mimzy noticed the way you visibly tensed up when she touched him and she definitely used it to her advantage, in life and in hell.

At first the little details were small, him leaving the house often, getting texts from her in the middle of the night, and the way he pretended he didn’t hear you sometimes when you said you loved him.

You thought you were going crazy until you went through his phone while he was in the shower. He claimed to hate technology, (especially Vox) but it was weird he was on it so much.

You’ll never forget the way your heart pounded and the tears that flew down your face seeing the messages he sent and was receiving towards, Mimzy.

You couldn’t bring yourself to read more, after closing the phone and putting it like it was before you wiped your tears. If these fuckers really thought you wouldn’t find out, they were wrong. So undeniably wrong, and you were gonna show them you were better.

You packed up your things that you needed, immediately leaving the house.

Til’ Death Do Us Part, Right?

But we’re already past that phase, so you left your wedding ring and divorce papers on the bed.

Thank god for your powers or else you surely would’ve been dead by now. You owned millions of souls, and that made you able to own your own side of the pentagram.

Tonight, you were going to sing the song you wrote about how you felt. It was your own way of dealing with things and you were sure your loyal listeners will be there to hear the new song.

You walked into the dressing room, picking a black low-cut dress with a sliver necklace with your own initial. Once you were done and began to walk out you immediately heard a whistle from one of the people apart of your band, “Damn Y/N! You look too good tonight, is it because of the song? Good shit not gonna lie.”

You nodded, grabbing her hand and walking out to the stage. “Thanks, I hope they think so too.”

When you opened the curtains you heard the crowd erupt into cheers and catcalls. You grabbed the mic, turning to your band mates and back up vocalists making sure they were ready to go.

3..

2..

1..

Action.

“God you’re just so obvious,”

You swayed your hips while walking around on stage, “Hit me up when I am killing it.”

The texts you received from him trying to apologize, assuming that you’d really go back to him.

“Do you really think I needed it? Your opinion means nothing to me.”

As you danced around stage, your eyes made eye contact with the last person you were expecting.

Mimzy

You didn’t flinch, and you sure as hell didn’t stop. You kept eye contact with her, smirking because this next part was about her.

“Did you happen to forget.. the little details like texting my boyfriend in the middle of the night.”

You bent over slightly in a suggestive way, “Did you happen to forget, all of the pictures that you sent him.”

You pointed the middle finger at her while watching her eyes fill with rage, “Recognized you from that tattoo on your thigh!~”

You stood up, continuing to dance around stage as you recall all of the vulgar pictures she sent him. “Love that you like to assume I’d waste a single second on you, but I’ve got better people to leave on read.. don’t let it all go to your head.”

Then you finally took a good look at the people in the crowd, it was filled with hell-borns and sinners with a few overlords. Your favorites at least, except for Alastor. He was standing right next to Mimzy, of course he was. You scoffed before singing with newfound confidence.

“Who’s your therapist? Fire your therapist.”

“Your audacity, reaching out to me, when the last text was a half-hearted apology!”

The texts he sent while still being with Mimzy, the good morning texts and all while acting like you two were still together. He signed the divorce papers at least, but he was still desperate for you.

“Love that you like to assume I’d waste a single second on you, but I’ve got better people to leave on read..” (x2)

You stopped singing, letting your backup vocalists do their part. You smiled as the song end, hearing people scream for an encore.

Before you could began to speak into the mic, a familiar blonde blob made her way onto your stage.

What the hell did she think she was doing?

“Don’t go trying to charm my man! He’s mine, and clearly he picked the better one out of the two of us.”

Oh she wanted to go there?

Fine, you’ll go there.

“It seems like he just needed a new thrill in life Mimzy, because all your man has been doing is hitting up my phone everyday.”

She whipped her head towards where Alastor was supposed to be only to find out he’s teleporting away, “Y-YOU BITCH!”

She desperately tried to swing at you, but the height difference worked in your favor. All you had to do was kick her off stage and problem solved, so that’s exactly what you did.

You looked down at her, “Mimzy.. if you ever think that you’re welcome here oho, you are SO wrong! If I find out you come into MY territory again, it won’t end so well for you will it?”

You watched as she cried and ran towards the exit, she really is pathetic. Realizing you had a crowd to entertain, you began to do an encore because..

the show must go on.

#alastor #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel #cheating Alastor #Mimzy #hazbin mimzy #Alastor hazbin hotel

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reallyromealone · 1 year

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I AM HERE WITH A REQUEST

OH MY GOD AHAHAHSHHAHSBS

SO I WAA MAD OBESSED WIHT CHIFUYUS CUTE BROTHER READER WITH TOMAN AND LIKE JUST WANTED PART TWO 🤫

LIKE READER AND CHIFUYU ARE OUT AND TOMAN SPOTS THEM AND STUFF AND THEY HANG OUT RIGHT, OFC A LOT OF FLIRTING (like they are so in love 😩)

AND THEN THIS RANDOM GANG COMES AND TRIES TO FLIRT WITH READER WHEN TOMAN IS A LITTLW AWAY AND TOMAN COMES AND BEATS ASS

HOWS MT GIRL LILY

HOW ARE YOU

She's great! Currently tucked into bed sleeping, I'm good you know same old same old, how are you???

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

After the fiasco at Chifuyus house, Toman kept wanting to come back and thank god (name) was in a club so they couldn't just barge in whenever.

The two were currently out shopping for their mom, Chifuyu reading the list and (name) tossing stuff into the cart when Chifuyu heard it.

Mikey.

"God damn it Mikey, you can't take all of the Taiyaki!" Bajis voice barked out and Chifuyu wanted to just go home but from the sound of them, they were by the exit.

Damn it.

"Oh! Here's the--""(name) no!" But Chifuyu was to late to grab his brother as Nahoya caught sight of the pretty man and subsequently all of Toman did "(name)~!" Mikey called out to them and immediately made a bee line to (name) who smiled politely "oh hello again Mikey, how are you?"

Toman felt their hearts melt at the polite and kind man who looked at them kindly "it seems you guys are hanging out, that's nice" he said as he felt Mikey snuggle into him "you should join us!" Baji offered and (name) shook his head "sorry, were currently shopping for our mom, maybe next time!"

Chifuyu felt blessed at his brothers obliviousness until Mitsuya spoke up "let us help!"

"Here let me grab that for you!"

"An angel like you shouldn't carry something so heavy!"

"Popsicles? I can give you something to su--ow fuck!"

Toman was relentless with their flirting, Mikey still flirting in his own way by saying random shit "you have good teeth" or "you take equal steps" as if anyone wa supposed to know what that means.

"Thank you Sanzu but you really don't have to" (name) said as Sanzu took the bags from (name), everyone ignoring Chifuyu who had at least four bags "I insist" Sanzu said taking them from the other.

The group walked back to the siblings house and dropped off the groceries before Toman dragged them out (well they dragged (name) but Chifuyu wasn't about to leave his brother with these bastards) to hang out, the group going to a park.

"Shaved ice!" (Name) said excitedly and Toman was on it, the group arguing on who got to get it as they went over and leaving (name) alone.

"Hey cutie~" a guy said coming up to (name), the teen staring at the other uninterested as to be honest he was kind of oversocialized from his brothers friends "hi..?" He asked confused as the group began trying to chat him up, unphased by the lack of response... completely unaware of the hell they just raised.

That was until Mikey kicked one in the back...then a whole ass brawl started.

(Name) scolded Toman as he patched them up, his brother insisting the idiots do it themselves but (name) just chewed them out as he made sure they weren't bleeding everywhere.

It wasn't until everyone left that (name) got a text from Sanzu "wanna go out?" (Name) read to himself before replying with a simple 'yes' and going to bed.

Toman was going to lose it.

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x male reader #tokyo revengers fluff #male reader #toman x male reader #toman x reader

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londonharrington · 2 years

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long story short | eddie munson x fem!reader

y/n and eddie are about to start a new chapter in their lives.

notes: au where the st4 finale did not happen. i imagine that this takes place as the same timeline with my king of my heart fic.

long story short it was a bad time, long story short i survived.

“Presenting the class of ‘86!”

Everybody in the crowd clapped as Principal Higgins started to announce the names of the graduates this year.

Y/N stood in line as she fiddled with the necklace Eddie gave to her. Of course, he was late to graduation, just like was late to every other class. She really thought that he would miss it, until she saw a mop of long, dark brown, curly hair, rushing towards the line where the graduates were as the teachers looked at him, with mixed emotions, they were either proud or relieved that he was already about the graduate. Y/N sighed out of relief as he waved his hand to catch her attention. She smiled at him as she shook her head.

“L/N, Y/N!”

A round of applause was heard as Y/N climbed up the stage as she shook hands with Principal Higgins and grabbed her diploma. She went down the stage as she made her way back to her seat.

Several names were mentioned before his name was called.

“I can’t believe I’m saying this,” Principal Higgins murmured, completely forgetting that the microphone was turned on and everybody in the crowd could here him, “Munson, Edward!”

Eddie ran up to the stage with the biggest smile on his face, that did not falter even when everybody was shocked that he was actually graduating.

Y/N noticed that literally nobody was clapping so obviously, she had to do something. She stood up and started clapping really loudly, “Woo! That’s my boyfriend!” she shouted, still clapping loudly. Then, everybody started clapping as well, out of confusion.

Eddie looked at Y/N as he flashed her a huge smile and winked at her right after. He grabbed his diploma, just as he said few weeks back, he did flip the bird to Principal Higgins and ran the hell out of the stage, taking a seat to god know where. The principal was not even mad that he did this. He was just thankful that Eddie was already out of his hair.

♡ ♡ ♡

After the ceremony, Y/N rushed to her parents where they each gave her a hug and then gave her a bouquet of lilies. She was looking around the room when she saw Eddie along with his uncle and Dustin, talking with one another.

“Eddie!” she shouted to get his attention as she ran towards him. Eddie turn to her direction as he opened his arms wide for her. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he wrapped his around her waist.

“We did it, baby! ‘86!” he said as he started kissing her face. Y/N giggled as she finally let go.

“Come on! We need to take pictures with my parents!”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course! Your practically part of the family now, silly!”

Y/N grabbed his hands as they rushed back to her parents.

“Okay, one, two, three! Say cheese!”

The two posed for several pictures. Each one sillier than the previous one. Y/N noticed that Eddie started fidgeting a little. He looked at Y/N’s parents as they gave him a nod and a smile, like urging him to do something.

“Hey, Y/N? Can I speak with for a moment? Alone?”

“Yeah, let’s go,” she smiled as she grabbed his arm.

The two made it in the woods as Eddie started to become more nervous, as Y/N noticed, which caused her to become more nervous as well. Oh dear god, is he about to break up with me?, she thought, starting to feel sick in the stomach.

Eddie finally stopped walking and faced her. Eddie stared in to her eyes as he smiled before getting on one knee pulling out a ring.

“Look, listen. I know that we have talked about getting married and having kids someday. But I love you so much, and I-”

Y/N can’t even wait for him to finish his speech before screaming, “Yes!”

“I’m not yet done,” Eddie pouted as Y/N laughed slightly.

“I’m sorry, please continue,” she said, still laughing.

“I know we’re still really young but I would love to start the life we planned right now. All I’m trying to say is will you marry me, please?”

This was completely different from the Eddie she was used to. He was always so confident and full of himself. But nonetheless, she still loved him with all her heart.

“Yes! Yes, of course!”

Eddie stood up and placed the ring on Y/N’s finger as he pulled her in for a kiss.

Suddenly, a flash startled both of them as they pulled apart, looking at the source of said flash. It was Dustin who took the picture.

“Finally! God he wanted to ask you that since prom! We had to stop so many times!”

She laughed as she leaned in his chest, “Whether you proposed on prom or in ten years, I will always say yes to you, Mr Munson,” Y/N said laughing.

“I’ll keep that in mind, Mrs. Munson,” Eddie replied, winking at her as he grabbed her hand and led her towards her parents who were waiting for them.

Everything’s finally falling into place for the two of them as they headed towards the future that they both wanted.

♡ ♡ ♡

A/N: this is what Eddie deserved. consider this as my formal apology for happiness :))

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#eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x you #joseph quinn imagine #joseph quinn x reader

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roosterscockpit · 2 years

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His Little Girl | Bradley Bradshaw x reader P. 11

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Hey babes, I am finally back! I had so much fun these past couple of days for work. I hope you all enjoyed the last chapter. I'm sorry for the hurt 😭 I promise it gets better. I love you all and thank you for continuing to read my story! Happy reading and enjoy! 💕

A/n: How could Bradley leave us like that? Thank god Penny was there for us... I wonder if we are going to recover from this. I hope we do.

Work Count: 2.6k

Warnings: cursing, sadness, angst, slight depressive actions, mentions death (if any that I missed please let me know!)

y/n/n: Your nick name

Please don't take my work, I will find you.

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After Penny finished cleaning up the bar, she gave you a ride home. She gave you a big hug and you stumbled into the house. You went to your daughter’s room to make sure she was in bed, and she was. Sound asleep. You closed her door and went into your bathroom to shower. You turned on the water and the fan so that Bri or your daughter couldn’t hear your sobs. You got into the shower and began to cry. You sat down and let the hot water run over you. You couldn’t find the strength to get up. You stayed sitting on the floor while you washed your hair, and your body. When you were finished you sat there until the water ran cold. You finally got out of the shower and just stood there looking at yourself. You looked like hell.

You finally went to your room and put on some comfy clothes. You sat in bed, you were so overwhelmed. You couldn’t think straight. Surely you’d just get over it, right? It’s not like he’s never hurt you before. But you knew deep down inside there was a possible chance you wouldn’t. This time was different. Lives were at stake this time. You didn’t want your possible last time seeing him to be like this. Your heart wrenched at the thought of never seeing him again. Never getting to properly meet his little girl. You hated him. Why did he have to be so good? Why did he have to be so fucking good at what he did? Why did he have to be part of that damn 1%? Surely Mav couldn’t send him, right? No, he couldn’t. He couldn’t lose him either. He couldn’t lose his son. But if he didn’t, Bradley would never forgive him. You cried harder and it was becoming impossible to keep quiet. You heard a knock at your door. You stopped crying immediately.

As normal as you could, you called out. “Yes?”

“Hey y/n. It's Austin. Is everything okay?” He said through the door.

“Oh Shit.” You said quietly. You wiped your boogers from your face and the tears from your eyes. What the hell was he doing here? And where the hell was he even at? “Yea I’m okay!”

Austin: “Could I come in?” He said with concern.

You closed your eyes and sighed. “Yes, you can.”

He then came through your door, looking up at you and immediately started to run to you.

Austin: “Oh my gosh, Darlin. What happened?” He sat next to you and pulled you into him. He was holding you so close and so tight.

You started to cry. “What are you doing here?”

He chuckled. “Bri invited Billy and I over earlier. She said you went out with some friends. They left a little while ago to go grab some snacks and I stayed back with Leia because she fell asleep while we were all watching movies.” He was playing with your hair and still holding you.

He kissed the top of your head. “Why are you crying, sweetheart?” He was now looking at you.

You sat up and took a deep breath. You started to tell him about you and Bradley. Before, after and now. He was so sweet about it. Anytime he noticed you were struggling he would reach his hand for yours and hold it to show you he’s there to support you.

You told him Bradley was the father of your daughter. He was the third person that knew. Only others that knew were Billy and Bri. Your heart hurt and Austin was hurting for you. He took your cheeks into his hands and wiped away the tears that were now flooding out of your eyes. He just sat there with you in silence comforting you. Holding you close and rubbing your back. He wanted to take care of you. He wanted you to feel better. He wanted you to be happy. To see you smile. He wanted to take your hurt away.

He looked at his watch and saw that it was 5 AM, “Sweetheart, I want to be here for you more than anything, but it’s already 5 AM and I know Leia gets up soon. I don’t want to put you in an uncomfortable spot.” He was still holding you.

“Stay, Austin.” You said in the softest tone.

He kissed your head to acknowledge. “I’ll be here, beautiful. I will always be here. You deserve some rest. Close your eyes and relax. It’s going to be okay. I promise.”

He stayed with you all night and stayed up while you slept. He just wanted to make sure you were comfortable and okay. He gently rocked you while you fell asleep in his arms. He held you close.

The next morning you woke up to your door opening. You got up quickly rubbing your eyes.

Austin: “Hey y/n. Leia and I made you some breakfast.” He was holding a coffee cup and he opened the door more. Your little Leia was walking in slowly with a tray of food.

You smiled so big. They both came and sat with you. They made you some eggs, hash browns, sausage and pancakes. It made you so happy. You looked at Leia and pushed her hair back. And rubbed her cheek. “Thank you, sweetheart.”

She gave you a kiss on your cheek, “You’re welcome momma.” And she ran out of the room taking one of your sausages.

You and Austin laughed. “Well, I think you should eat something, y/n.” He set the coffee down on the table by your bed. He sat back down with you and sighed. “I don’t know if you want to hear this from me, but I thought about what you said last night.”

He looked down and was tapping his fingers on his leg. “Leia is such a great kid, and I think that she should be able to meet her dad formally. I also think that if this mission could possibly kill him, he should have the opportunity to see his daughter.” He looked at you and rest his head on his hand. “But I also get the whole thing of what if she meets him that one time and she never gets to see him again.” He was sad for you and Leia.

“I just don’t want her to hurt if she can never see him again, Austin.” You started to play with your food.

“But what if meeting her gives him more strength and stealth to come back.” He was looking at you seriously.

You laid back onto your headboard. He was right, “This is all just so much, Austin. He literally just left me hanging last night. And for what? I really don’t get what’s going on in his head.”

He rested his hand on your arm, “Y/n, I don’t know him, but maybe he just has a lot going on in his head. He doesn’t have things straightened out. I know you’ve always given him the benefit of the doubt and he still continues to hurt you, but maybe he is the way he is because of his job?”

You raised your eyebrow at Austin, “Who’s side are you on?” You let out a small chuckle.

He smiled and shook his head, “I am on yours, I will always be on yours, y/n. But, I think he is under a lot of stress. Especially right now with the mission, seeing you and being around Maverick.”

“But what if I tell him and it creates more of a mess… what then?” You played with your eggs.

Austin put his hand on yours to stop you from playing with your food, “I really think that he’ll be shocked, but also excited that he has a daughter. Especially with it being Leia, she’s such a good kid. You’ve done such a good job with her, y/n.”

You tapped your hand on the food tray, “Thanks Austin, but what if it goes really bad?” You looked at him from the corner of your eye.

“Well, if it does… I will always be here for you and Leia, y/n.” He picked up the coffee cup and drank some of it.

You smiled, “Thank you, that really means a lot to me.” You sighed, “I really do care for Bradley and I really do forgive him for the past. But last night was definitely something else.”

Austin took one of your sausages and took a bite, “I know you do, but I really think you should think about Leia. I know your feelings are hurt, but do what’s best for her. Then, whatever happens with you guys, just happens.” He put the sausage to your mouth and you ate it.

You nodded, “You’re right. It’s time to put the difference aside. This is for Leia.”

You couldn’t keep putting this off. You had to find Bradley and you had to tell him. You had to let him meet his daughter. That was the real reason why fate brought you two back together, it was for the sake of your daughter. You took a deep breath and started to eat your food. After you finished your breakfast, Austin offered to take Leia to the park with Billy while you and Bri came up with a game plan.

Bri: “I think you should text Mav, y/n/n. I know he’ll get Bradley to meet up somewhere.” She said while she sipped on her Coke.

Y/n: “Or maybe Penny? Bradley doesn’t talk to Mav. Remember?” You rested your cheek on your hand.

Bri: “Well you should text one of them. See if they could help?” She said leaning over the counter and now resting her head next to you.

Y/n: “I’m really scared about how he’s going to react, Bri.” You shook your head. “He has a 6 year old daughter and I’m barely telling him… and right before he goes on the hardest and most stressful mission you could possibly think of.” You put your hands over your face.

Bri patted your head, “But it's the right thing to do. He has to know, y/n/n. What if this is it for him? For Leia?”

You sat up straight and took a deep breath and texted Penny.

Y: Hi Penny.

P: Hey sweetie, what’s up?

Y: I was wondering if you could help me out?

P: Of course! What do you need help with?

Y: I need to see Bradley again. I have something really important to tell him and I need you and Mav to get him to be at the Hard Deck.

P: Oh. My love, yes I can definitely make that possible.

Y: When can we do it?

P: Honey, It would have to be right now… Tonight. Mav came and delivered the news. They ship out tomorrow… first thing in the morning for the mission.

You heart dropped. You thought they had more time. Tonight?? He said they had a couple of more days before they were going to leave. You felt like you were going to pass out. What The Hell.

You told Bri you had to go now. She nodded and helped you get ready. You went to clean up and she picked an outfit for you. You did your hair and some light make up. Bri picked out some converse, cute loose fitting jeans and a cute graphic T-shirt for you to wear. You took one last look in the mirror and looked at Bri. She gave you a small smile and hugged you tight.

“You got this, don’t worry about Leia. We got her.” She hugged you tight again.

You ran out the door and texted Penny back.

Y: I’ll be there in 30 minutes, is that enough time?

P: Yes! That’s perfect they are all here hanging out trying to kick off a couple of nerves.

Y: Great! I’ll see you soon. Thank you so much Penny.

You got into your jeep and headed to The Hard Deck. On the way there the song, It Will Rain by Bruno Mars started playing. Horrible timing Bruno. Absolutely horrible.

You finally pulled up to the bar. You sat there in the parking lot for 5 minutes trying to calm your nerves. You were so scared and nervous. You gathered yourself and turned off your car. You stepped down from your car and felt sick. Your heart was pounding, your hands clammy and you were shaking. You took one more deep breath and headed into the bar. It was so crowded, but it was Friday night.

You walked up to the bar and Penny saw you. She came over to you and you looked terrified. She poured you a shot of whiskey and you knocked it back. She came around the side and gave you a big hug. She was so reassuring. She put down her towel rag and let her co-worker know she was going to take a quick break. She showed you over to the familiar spot that Bradley had taken you when you met his friends. You could see all of them having a good time, but still looking terrified. All of them were wearing their dress whites. Penny tapped Mav’s shoulder. He was sitting alone.

He turned around and saw you, “Hey, Y/n.” He gave you a really big hug. He held onto you so tight and long. When he let go he looked at you and smiled. “I want you to know, I love you so much, y/n/n. Thank you for letting me be a part of little Leia’s life.” He rubbed your arm.

You looked at him confused. “Of course, Mav. But-”

Penny interrupted you,“He’s team leader for this mission, y/n.” She said holding back her tears.

You shuddered. “But I thought you were just teaching?” You looked at him scared. “Mav, no! I can’t potentially lose both of you. That isn’t fair. Why? I thought you were going to pick a team leader not be appointed to it?” Your heart broke more and more. You held back your tears and bit hard into your lower lip.

Mav: “They appointed me because I know how to fly this mission. I promise you I will keep him safe along with everyone else. I will make sure they come home, at any cost. I will make sure he comes home to you, sweetheart. I promise.” He gulped hard and pulled you in for a hug.

Penny started to cry. You hugged Maverick hard. “You come home too, please.” You held onto him tightly. When the two of you let go he led you to his pilots.

The first to see you was Bob.

Bob: “Hey! Y/n!” He smiled.

You looked at everyone and said Hi. You looked around and Phoenix came over to give you a hug.

Phoenix: “Bird boy hasn’t shut up about you, as usual. He’s sitting over there.” She gestured to the window with her head. You smiled at her. She gave you a hug, “Good luck y/n. You got this, girl.” She patted your back as your made your way to Bradley.

You made you way through giving everyone hugs and wishing them all luck. You finally were making your way off to Bradley. He was sitting on a bar stool looking out the window sipping what looked like just water. He looked so good. He was in his dress whites, they were pressed perfectly, his medals were shiny, his shoes so clean you couldn’t tell he’s ever worn them, his hair was perfectly fixed, his mustache perfectly trimmed, he was holding his hat while the other occupied by his drink. He looked like heaven if it were a person. He was locked on the view of the sunset. Taking it in as if it were his last. You approached him with Penny and Mav right behind.

“Lieutenant.” You gulped.

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Austin is literally the sweetest and realest person. Bradley better get his shit together. You are finally going to tell him about Leia. How do you think he is going to react? Are you ready for this, besties? I'll see you in the next part! ❤️ xo

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The Wolf in My Head -Klaus M.

(Harry Potter Cross-Over)

Warning: Smut and Primal Play (Chasing)

Word Count: 6.8k

Summary: After the war, the battle at Hogwarts, the hunting Horcrux's and watching people she considered friends die, Y/n was ready to find a little peace in her life. She moves to America after some...advice...from a Professor, where she meets her mate, after a little bump in the road known as Damon Salvatore. What happens when Y/n gets a visit from someone she never thought would get out of Azkaban? Can her mate save her?

"This is getting ridiculous Damon, I'm your girlfriend! The least you can do is talk to me!" I shouted at him in the middle of his living room.

"I've been trying to save Elena, like I have to go do right now, Klaus has her and is using her in his ritual!"

"Then tell me that, talk to me, don't ignore my calls for a week and pretend I don't exist! You think I would have a problem with you helping Elena?"

"Yes!" I could see him getting more and more angry but it was like I couldn't stop yelling at him, he's been ignoring me for a week, and now it's as if we're not even together anymore. We were closer than anything since he first moved to town and now it's like it's all over. I had half a mind to hex him into next week. I was a witch, though he wouldn't know that, I never trusted him enough to tell him, thank god I didn't, and even though around here being a witch is common, not a wand wielding one who attended Hogwarts for 7 years. I had just come back from my last year and the war when I met Damon, and fell in love with him, or at least, I thought I did.

"Why? Why would that bother me? She's my friend!"

"Because I'm In Love With Her!" He yelled and we both froze.

"You...You love her?"

"Y/n, wait-"

"Elena? Your brothers girlfriend? So what? You used me? I was just some fuck until you could be with her?" He didn't say anything, but he didn't have to, I knew the answer when I looked into his eyes. I turned away from him before taking off out the door into the woods. I was going to run back home, but somewhere in my downpour of tears, I lost where I was and just ended up sitting down. Probably not the smartest thing to do in the middle of the night on a full moon, but I honestly didn't care anymore. After everything that had happened in my life, I really thought it was going to get better...being friends with The Chosen One wasn't easy, a new fight for our lives every year, but with Harry, Ron and Hermione, I never minded. Once the war was over, I ended up sitting with Professor Trelawney who had been injured, I had just brought her something to eat when she went rigid. 'He will find you.' If that being the first thing out of her mouth didn't scare me to high hell I didn't know what would. 'After centuries of searching, centuries of pain, he will find his love in you. You will be the reason his cold, undead heart beats again.' Her voice was distorted, almost growling but not completely which made her choke when she finally stopped, looking at me confused. 'I'm sorry dear girl, have you been speaking?' I left after that, moving to America, needing an change and knowing it's where most vampires chose to reside, my friends supporting me completely and agreeing that ‘centuries’ had to mean a vampire. She gave me hope back in an aspect of my life I thought was never possible, thinking I was going to die fighting death eaters one day made a love life through the last few years seem pointless, but she gave me hope, even if he was a vampire as it seemed...I should have known she was wrong,she always was...right?

I don't know how long I sat there and cried, a few minutes, or hours, I couldn't even tell, but at some point I found myself falling asleep against a tree, just as I was drifting off I heard a voice that snapped me awake again. "Niklaus! Stop! Y/n? Is that you child?" I looked up to see Elijah standing above me, before locking eyes with a wolf flanking him. He made this adorable whining sound when he looked at me and before I knew it he was covering my face with sloppy wet kisses.

"Hey, hey! Dog slobber! Stop!" I laughed and he whined, laying on my lap, looking up at me.

"That's...strange." Elijah spoke and I was confused but shrugged it off, trying to get up, before I quickly realized this wolf wasn't going to move.

"Help?"

"Niklaus, let the lady up. What are you doing out here? It's not safe at night, you should go inside." He instructed as Klaus huffed, standing up and making sure not to step on my legs, sitting beside me, breathing hot dog breath on my face instead.

"I would, but I'm kind of-" I cut myself off as I looked up and saw my house right through a few trees. "That's my house...I got lost outside my house...I am the definition of pathetic." I sighed before walking off, only to be followed by wolf!Klaus. "What is he doing?"

"Following you. I believe my brother has imprinted on you. It's something he was incapable of doing until tonight. Basically you're his-"

"Mate." I cut him off, stunned. "Now's not a great time for this okay, so take him, and get back to whatever you were doing before. I broke up with my boyfriend like 2 hours ago, I don't need a mate right now." I heard a loud whine from beside me but ignored it. "Besides, he's a wolf right now, he won't remember this later right? Just don't tell him, I'll make sure he never sees me again." I didn't give Elijah the chance to respond before I walked through my back yard, into my house and collapsed in bed as soon as I entered my room.

The next day I found myself curled up under a blanket on my couch, watching old movies and eating ice cream. I had been doing this since I woke up. Somewhere around noon, as I was getting a new tub of ice cream, and refilling my soda I heard my door bell and walked to the front door. I opened it to find a bouquet of flowers and a heart shaped box of chocolate on my porch. I was about to toss them away, assuming they were from Damon before reading the note. 'I could never forget you. My love is forever yours. -NM'

NM? Oh my god. How could Klaus have remembered last night? I thought werewolves never did! Maybe him being a hybrid made it different...damn.

I grabbed a vase and my wand before putting the roses into it. "Aguamenti." I said, filling the vase slightly and placing the flowers on my living room table, before going back to my movie. I decided half way through my movie I probably needed actual food at some point today, so I through on an outfit and walked over to the grill, ignoring the Daily Prophet sitting on my table reading 'Escaped Death Eaters Found Hiding in America'. Maybe if I had read it, it would have saved me a lot of problems. I ordered quickly to go and sat at the bar drinking, waiting for it, rolling my eyes as I heard someone sit beside me a few moments later. "I'm not in the mood." I hissed.

"Sorry love, just wanted to introduce myself, I'm Klaus." I looked up from my drink quickly, looking into the face of the hybrid himself.

"Damn, why do you have to be attractive?" I groaned, dropping my head on the bar and he chuckled, rubbing my back.

"I'm pleased you like what you see love."

"What do you want from me? Huh? 'Cause frankly, I'm getting tired of guys pretending to be in love with me, so whatever you want, get it over with."

He looked stunned, and slightly hurt at my words. "I don't want anything more or less than you Y/n, and I will wait as long as I have to. You are my imprint, my mate, and I truly do love you, but if you tell me who hurt you I would be more than happy to kill them." I couldn't help the chuckle that escaped me as he said this, I then grabbed my food and began walking out. "Are you planning on pretending nothing happened?"

"Yep." I said, yet he continued following me.

"I will live in agony every day, a werewolf without his mate may as well be dead." My mind froze upon hearing this, seeing faces in my mind, flashing back to a time I would rather not relive...the war...the moment I killed Fenrir Greyback's mate...the moment I killed Lavender Brown...I could still hear his horror filled screaming in my dreams, but he had turned her and convinced her to join Voldemort, she came at me...what else could I do?

"I know...I really do, but trust me when I say that's so much better than being mated to me." And I truly believed it was.

"No, I don't believe you, stop walking!" He demanded and I listened, hating myself and the pull he had over me. "So this isn't about you being mated to me, this is about you having terrible self-esteem?" I glared venomously at him, before turning and continuing up my street and onto my porch. "That came out wrong, but still! There's nothing wrong with you love, please listen to me?" I then found myself spun around and a pair of soft lips against my own. I dropped the bag I was holding in order to wrap my arms around his neck, feeling my hips meet his as he held my waist to him tightly. I was in the middle of the most passionate kiss I had ever experienced, but unfortunately...I need air. I pulled away, breathing deeply, smiling as he nuzzled his face into my neck. "Please don't give this up?" He pleaded and I sighed, kissing him again.

"Fine, if not just because that was the best kiss I've ever had in my life." I laughed, watching his face light up.

"Come on, I'm taking you to dinner." I rolled my eyes, inviting him in and getting ready for a date with my...mate...wow, that's weird to say. He took me to a cute little diner and we spent the evening getting to know each other. "I want to thank you for giving me a chance, but im confused as to why you didnt want to. I assumed it was because of who I am but that’s not it, so why? Don't you feel the mating pull too?" I nodded and I honestly did, my chest had felt tight since I left him and Elijah the night before but since seeing him again it had stopped, not only that but every time he smiled at me my heart fluttered. "Then why did you want to deny this? It's clear from how you speak that the problem isnt me...why do you think you don't deserve to be loved?" He saw right through me and I cursed the mating bond for that.

"Its kind of a long story...you need to understand I'm trusting you with my biggest secret." He nodded, leaning forward slightly as I pulled my wand from my boot and his eyes went wide.

"Youre a wand wielder?! That was completely unexpected. Though it doesnt answer my question." I shrugged.

"You heard about the recent war in the wizarding world?" He shook his head, it's shocking that people can be completely ignorant of it. "A dark lord rose to power many years ago and was killed by a baby. A boy named Harry Potter. He murdered Harrys parents when he was 1 because of a prophesy saying Harry would kill him basically. His mother saved him, sacraficed herself, and in that moment when Voldemort tried to kill him the curse rebounded, killing Voldemort. Though he had a safety net. He created Horcruxs." I smiled at the look on my mates face when he didnt understand. He paid, despite my insistence to pay for myself and walked from the restaurant holding my hand before getting into his car. "A Horcrux is an object in which one conceals a part of their soul, making them unable to die. Voldemort had 7. Its a truly horrible, dark form of magic, but thats how he came back. One of his servants, they were called Death Eaters, brought him back and he tried taking control of our world. Harry stopped him. Harry, Ron, Hermione and I searched for months, tracking the Horcruxs, before destroying him. He died at our school, where the final battle took place, it was a blood bath, so many dead, and for what? Just because some crazy man wanted to rule the world..." At this point Klaus had driven me home and was helping me from the car but he never once stopped listening to me. "Ive done some truely horrible things, and I dont deserve a mate Klaus. You deserve someone so much better."

"What did you do thats worse than all the things I've done." I cringed, feeling as if someone was squeezing my heart as I thought about someone killing Klaus and leaving me alive. We haven't known each other a day and I already feel like this. No one deserves this...not even someone like Fenrir Greyback. I threw my arms around his neck, holding him tightly to my body.

"Trust me, you don't want to know."

"Y/n, I-"

"Not right now okay? Im not able to talk about it yet. Please respect that?" He nodded, pulling back from the hug and making me look at him.

"Of course, I won’t ask again, as long as you promise to give us a chance." I knew I couldn’t say no to him, no matter how hard I tried to.

"Okay...you'll just have to put up with my moments of self doubt." I agreed, making the biggest smile appear on his face.

"I love everything about you, and nothing will ever change that." God, I hope thats true.

Nik and I spent nearly everyday together now that I agreed to give him a chance. He went away periodically, changing his hybrids now that I helped him fix the problem with them, figuring out how to make it so he no longer needed Elena's blood, and I found myself feeling more and more lonely each time he was gone, the bond growing the more time we spent together.

I was currently in my kitchen, cooking dinner for the two of us, knowing he would be back any minute, when there was a knock on the door. I was confused as he never knocks, but I put the knife down as I walked to the door. "Did you forget your key again babe? I keep telling you to-" I was cut off by a fist in my nose just as the door swung open. I opened one eye as I tried to get up from the floor, seeing my worst nightmare staring me in the face. "Greyback..."

"Witch. Lovely to see you again. I’ve been waiting for this for a long time." He growled, casting a spell and covering me in chains, making me unable to reach for my wand. "Today is the day I will finally have my revenge, but I promise not to do this too quickly, we want it to hurt now don't we?" I shook my head as he walked passed me and into the kitchen, coming back with my knife. "A year I've been without her. A year of constant torture and agony. You deserve so much worse than I can give you, but i will try none the less." I hissed as the blade dug into my collarbone, sliding all the way down to just above my nipple, making him laugh as the blood began soaking my shirt, before sliding it across my cheek next.

"The Lavender I knew would have rather been dead than be what you made her!" I knew it was true, and I think on some level so did he as he snarled, pulling my hair back and sinking his fangs into the back of my neck where it quickly began burning much stronger than any of the cuts on my body. He brought the knife back to my skin next and this went on for a few moments, another cut on my stomach, across my hips and one down my left thigh before anything happened. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye as my boyfriend arrived at the still fully open front door, staring for a moment before punching the wolf in the back of the head, knocking him out. He was about to finish him off before I spoke.

"Nik! Get these off of me! Hurry!" I insisted, trying to ignore the pain in my neck and he broke the chains before biting into his hand and giving me his blood. I felt the gashes in my skin close quickly, even the bite, though it still burned slightly before I jumped up, grabbing my wand and pushing him to the door.

"Wait, where are we going?"

"To call the aurors, to send him back to prison."

"Why dont you just let me kill him?"

"Because he's an Azkaban prisoner, and I have to follow wizarding laws, which means sending him back." I was about to cast a patronus when i felt a curse him me full force in the chest, knocking me backwards.

"I wont go back to Azkaban. The only reason I'm still alive is so that I can kill you Witch, then I will slip into peaceful oblivion and join my mate once again."

"I get wanting to be with your mate, but thats no reason to try and take mine with you!" Klaus growled at him as I sat up from the grass. Fenrir stared at him, stunned, before looking back at me and laughing out loud.

"She’s your mate? My condolences. It must be terrible having to live with a mate who gets her jollys murdering others mates!" I stood, feeling Klaus' eyes on me.

"What is he talking about?"

"You didn’t tell him?" Fenrir cackled. "She killed my Lavender, murdered her right in front of me and didnt even have the decency to kill me aswell."

"If you remember, I tried to, you ran off." He snarled, pointing his wand at me but I disarmed him quickly.

"You killed his mate?" Klaus was looking at me as if he couldnt believe what he was hearing.

"It wasnt as straight forward as that, but I did tell you I wouldnt make a good mate. You are right though, I should have made sure to kill you after killing your mate. Avada Kadavra!" I exclaimed, watching him fall to the ground as a green light hit him. I then spelled his body away knowing someone somewhere would find it and alert the aurors, but it wasn't about to be me. I then picked up the long silver lined wand he had left behind and tucked it into my boot along with mine until I could put it in my trunk.

"Can you explain what the fuck is happening now?" I sighed, nodding, feeling myself lifted before being carried upstairs. I washed the blood off of myself quickly in the shower, taking special care of the bite which had healed as much as it was going to and left a scab to scar over, which was something not even Nik's blood can heal, before changing and going back downstairs. "Talk to me love."

"She was my friend." He looked at me confused. "His mate. Lavender. She was sweet, and loving, and naive. She didnt know anything about werewolves really, but she couldn’t deny the bond she felt. She had always wanted someone to love her, a month before she had her first real heart break when my friend Ron dumped her, and she did everything he wanted from the moment she met him. She became a Death Eater, killed innocent muggles, and helped him attack Hogwarts in the war. He destroyed everything that was Lavender Brown the day he met her. She came at me and I killed her, like she would have me. I would have killed him as well but he ran away. I told you, i don’t deserve a mate, let alone one like you."

"Y/n, look at me." I sighed, doing as he asked and feeling his hands on my face. "It was not your fault. There's a lot to say for the power an Alpha can have over his mate, and he definitely was an Alpha, especially if she's a wolf too...was she?" I nodded.

"He turned her." The look of utter confusion on his face would have been adorable if it weren't such a serious moment. "Lycanthropy is real, it's a disease humans can contract that turns them into a 'werewolf'. Not completely wolf like, you look exactly like a wolf. They look almost human like still, can walk on two legs...fucking scary as hell."

"No more werewolves here, anyone with that disgusting disease shows up here again and I'll kill them." I knew it was already too late for that, just because he wasn't a wolf at that moment, doesn't mean his bite won't effect me, Ron's brother suffered wolf like symptoms upon his run in with Greyback and that was further from the full moon. I wouldn't turn, and I knew that, but I also knew whatever was going to be different, wasn't something I would be able to hide from a werewolf, let alone my mate. "Seeing you at the mercy of another Alpha did something to me Y/n, something instinctual that I didn't know I had. I need you love, Now." His voice changed as he said the last word and I felt a chill straight down my spine, my need for him rising to a strange new height. We had only been dating for a month and a half and only began being intimate about 2 weeks ago, both of us wanting our relationship to be about more than just our physical attraction, which we most definitely had. But now, as he sat before me, hands now on my thighs and eyes staring into mine intensely, I grew wet, smelling something delicious. It didn't take me but a moment to figure out it was him that I was smelling when something inside of me snapped and I lunged forward, pinning him to the couch and grinding against his hard length. He took pause as I did this, clearly shocked as I had never been very forward in sexual situations, and seemed to be racking his brain for the answer when I saw his nostrils flair once, twice, three times and he growled. My brain was becoming fuzzy, my bite burning like crazy, and I had an inkling of what was going on.

I had become good friends with Fleur after she married Ron's brother Bill, and we had talked several times about his effects after his run in with Greyback. He obviously doesn't change on the full moon but he has wolf-like characteristics since he was bitten 2 weeks before the full moon, one of which seems to be an instinctual need for your mate that can occasionally dominate your thought process. The way he explained it to her was his brain gets foggy and he can't think straight, his body almost completely taking over the...situation, leaving him with an animalistic need to fuck her. She likes it, which is why Bill has no problem with it, but I knew I had to stop.

"Y/n...why do you smell like that?" I knew in that moment he caught another Alphas scent on me and he didn't like it at all, the shower should have washed his scent off me and since it didn't...he had figured it out, I knew he had. He pushed me to the other side of the couch, now on top of me with his hand around my neck. I hissed as the tip of his finger brushed against my scabbed over skin and he turned me quickly so he could see it, snarling in a way I had never before heard. As he did that I felt myself become even more wet and knew I needed this to stop, mustering up all my strength to shove him off of me. Unfortunately I had a lot more strength now than I did an hour ago and he was shoved off of me, and across the room.

"Nik...I'm scared." I told him when he jumped up, snarling again and it seemed to give him pause. "Why is this happening?"

I could see him working to calm himself down and somewhere deep down I was touched that he was fighting his dominant instincts so he could help me with my fear. "You were turned by another wolf...I don't know much about his kind, but as my mate, you want me to mark you...you need it...crave it...your body is responding to my need as well...I need to show you who you belong to now that you smell like him. Have I ever given you reason to fear me?" I shook my head as he stepped closer and my brain grew foggier as his scent overtook me once again. "Just relax and feel...it's okay to fall into it with me...I know what you want instinctually and I will give it to you...but you know what I want too...it's okay to give into me Y/n..." I stood as he stepped closer and he stopped as I stepped closer next, giving me a moment to figure it out which I appreciated. He has had a long time to figure out his instincts, I'm new to it and trusting him with everything I have. I sniff the air as I get closer, becoming addicted to his musky scent almost immediately. "Do I smell nice little kitten?" His voice had dropped 2 octaves and I could hear the growl behind it making me nod as I finally got to him, sniffing his neck now which was just above my sight line as I was several inches shorter than him. His arm came around me and pulled us together so my chest was pressed to his and I found it easier to smell him.

"Smell like woods...pine trees...bourbon...blood...smell like..."

"What?"

"...Alpha." He groaned, leaning his head down and sniffing at my neck too, my scent having changed I'm sure.

"Still smell like Y/n...mint...soap...raspberries...something...something spicy. Always been there but more now..." I nodded, knowing what it was.

"Magic, has a spicy smell to creatures...I..." I whined, no longer willing to talk as my mind became...almost dizzy. I could see and feel everything and I had control but not completely. I let that feeling take over, trusting Nik to take care of me and the moment I did I felt it, an almost...presence in the back of my brain and I heard her voice. Lupin had once told me he could hear his wolf sometimes, when he was in control, he would talk to him or sometimes even for him. 'He wants us! Mate wants us! Give him what he wants!' 'What does he want?' I tested the water, seeing how I communicated with her. 'Run! Wants you to run!' 'He's a hybrid, he would catch me in seconds!' 'Not about catching...chasing...wants to chase! Run!' In that moment I made a choice that would impact our relationship forever...I listened. Just as Nik's fangs descended and I felt he was about to bury them into my neck I ducked under his arm and took off towards my back door.

"Thank you kitten, for making it interesting." I pulled the door open and ran through the trees in my back yard, the woods becoming thicker right away but somehow I was navigating it like a pro. I could hear him behind me and knew he wasn't running nearly as fast as he could, he was enjoying our game of Hunter and Prey. When he began closing in on me I figured the game was over but she had other plans. 'Slower! Duck!' I did as she said and nearly fell, watching Nik hit the ground as he tried to lunge at me. He looked up at me, clearly impressed and I smiled, happy to make my alpha proud of me. 'Go!' I didn't even think about it as my body did as it was instructed and I realized how into this I had gotten as my body was almost moving of its own accord. As I kept running I saw the edge of a cliff drop off and about 20 feet in front of it was the other side which made me think this game was over and as I heard him chuckle behind me I realized he knew as well. 'Jump.' 'What?!' 'Jump!' 'No! Are you crazy?! I'm human!' 'Not human! Not anymore! Jump!' She was growling harder now and I realized I was going to do it just as my Alpha did. "Y/n! It's time to stop kitten, you can't make that and you know it!" 'Prove him wrong! We're strong, worthy mate!' 'Yes I am! I am worthy! I'm a good mate!' I slowed for a fraction of a second, making my Alpha believe I was quitting and heard him slow down as I pushed my legs harder, reaching the edge, and leaping, pushing my legs as hard as I could and if I'm being honest I closed my eyes for a moment before opening them again and landing hard, rolling a few times before looking behind me to see my Alpha had stopped at the edge, his jaw slack and his eyes wide.

"Don't tell me I can't! Good mate! Worthy mate! Can do anything!" My voice wasn't necessarily deeper as I spoke, more distorted, gravely and somehow a higher pitch. It was her voice that I didn't know could come out of me. His head tilted to the side and his eyes darkened. 'Run! Now! Gonna catch us!' 'He's all the way over there, we're fine.' I was proven wrong quickly as he bent his knees and seemed to use no effort at all to jump after me. By the time I had even moved to begin turning around he was on me, pinning me to the ground immediately. As his arm came to move my head I turned it, digging my teeth into him, quickly tasting blood though he had my throat almost instantly as I tried to get away, struggling as hard as I could.

"We're done with that kitten, Alpha loved it but you lost, and now you're mine. My beautiful, worthy mate." My body sang as he said this and I stopped fighting him almost immediately. Not a moment later my throat began...vibrating? 'Happy! Alpha made happy! Purring! Make him happy!' "You are just full of surprises kitten, don't you sound so pretty for your Alpha, singing all nice for me." He was talking to me so sweetly and yet ripping at my clothes like an animal, tearing my shirt from my body.

We had only had sex 3 times before, only 1 of which wasn't a 'quicky'. Our first time together, exploring each other was very gentle and loving, he was kind and respectful and worshipped my body until I could take no more. The other 2 times were in public, one in the grille where he had me ride him at our table in the back and the other in a bookstore where he took me on a date, he had pinned me against the wall and wrapped my legs around his waist, thrusting into me faster than before chasing his release, but this moment was unlike any we had ever had.

His lips connected with my collar bone as he tossed my torn shirt to the side, nipping at my skin as I grabbed his shirt, tearing it right down the middle. I had never felt this kind of attraction in my life, my need for my mate now at a primal level that I never knew existed but he seemed to have the same need for me as he tore my bra off next. I wrapped one of my legs around his and shoved, rolling us over so I was on top, finally getting his shirt completely off before I was pinned down again. "What do you think you're doing kitten?" He growled, biting again, his fangs not on display and his dull teeth leaving nothing but a soon to be bruise in its wake.

"Skin, touch...need to touch Alpha." I reached my arms around him and dug my fingers into his skin, scratching my way down and hearing a savage growl come from his throat.

"Touch all you want kitten, but don't try to move me again or I'll give you a bite you won't soon forget." I don't think he realized that was just incentive for me to do it again.

"Please? Alpha, please?" I begged, lifting my hips and trying to grind into him but he moved with me to keep it from happening, making me whine in need.

"Please what kitten?" He was nipping and biting his way down my body and stopped with his face right in front of my crotch, his nose trailing up my pussy, making me whimper with my pants and panties in the way. He took a deep breath, kissing my clit over my clothes and taking in my scent. "You're soaking wet for me, my little mate."

"Please fuck me? Alpha please?! Can't take it anymore, need to be yours!" There were now tears leaking from my eyes, sexual frustration combined with the bite mark on the back of my neck that was burning.

He chuckled and I huffed, trying to pull him closer. "You are mine kitten." I wrapped my leg around his again, trying to get him to bite me, needing the burning to stop and he grabbed my leg, pinning it back to the ground. "What did I say would happen next time?"

"Bite me! Please! It burns Alpha, make it stop! Need you!" He looked down at me, shocked and reached towards the mark on my neck, his hand covering it and cooling the skin down instantly.

"Okay kitten, alright. Alpha will take his time with you later if that's what you need." I nodded frantically, my wolf shouting in the back of my mind, my instincts going crazy, my body frustrated and horny and my neck on fire, it was all becoming too much for the first time and Nik understood quickly that that's what my problem was. I knew he wanted to take his time with me but I was touched that he would wait for that so I could feel better. He tore my pants off, my panties joining them on the forest floor as he pulled his off too. "Hold still kitten, Alpha is going to fix it." He thrust into me almost painfully and didn't pause for even a moment, thrusting into me like a man possessed. "You've thought about this before haven't you love?" I whined, not able to form a coherent sentence at the moment but knowing he was right. "Didn't need to be a werewolf to want me to treat you like my bitch." I knew I wasn't going to be able to last long, especially now that he was talking like this, but I suppose that is his point. Alphas bite their mate in a moment of euphoria for the both of them, which is when they mate for the first time. "Wanted this since the moment you found out what I was, haven't you?" I was now actively trying not to explode, legitimately feeling that I was going to spontaneous combust. "Wanted your Alpha to hold you down..."

"Alpha, please-"

"Rut you..." I yelped as he thrust particularly hard and at this point, his speed had to be compared to that of a jack hammer. I never would have been able to even imagine being fucked like this.

"Can't hold it in anymore...please...so close Alpha..."

"Breed you..." That was all it took. The coil like tension in my belly snapped and I've never come so hard in my life. I wrapped around him like a weed as his fangs sank into my flesh and I howled, many feelings overtaking my body, relief and ecstasy being the most prominent. I felt him finish as well, filling me up more than ever before and I was panting like a dog in heat, still clinging to him, nuzzling his neck in my after glow. He held me tightly, rolling us so I was on top now and comfortable on him, not the ground. We stayed there, just completely comfortable with each other for probably about 20 minutes before I sat up, stretching my body and pulling myself off of his, sitting beside him. He sat up as well, pulling my back to his chest and kissing my neck over his new mark and making me shiver. "I love you Y/n, completely and whole heartedly."

"I love you too...and you know...if you had talked to me about it, even if he hadn't bit me, I would have done this for you." He looked at me, surprised. "Wouldn't have been the same I'm sure, but if you had told me you wanted to play hunter I would have happily given you that...just talk to me about it." He nodded once.

"I didn't want to make you uncomfortable, it's a strange thing and-"

"But I'm your mate. It can be as strange as you want Nik, I love you and I want to make you as happy as you make me. I...I know I'm kind of inexperienced and awkward sometimes...I'm only 18, I grew up in boarding school, wizarding boarding school but still, I've never really had a real relationship and...I get nervous that I'm gonna do something wrong and disappoint you, I-"

"Y/n, you could never disappoint me. I know I'm significantly older and more experienced, but that doesn't matter to me. You're my mate, you were made for me in every way, you are and always will be the best sex I've ever had. This was...wow. I've never felt like you just made me feel, not in 1000 years of life. I don't want you to be nervous about anything we do, and if you are, just talk to me. I will always take care of you...in every way." I giggled as he growled in my ear before reaching for my torn pants. "I think we're going to be traveling back home without them unfortunately." I snorted.

"Maybe you are." I pulled my wand from the hidden pocket I have in all my pants that I use when I don’t have my boots and smirked, pointing it at my clothes. "Repairo" I watched as my clothes began to fix themselves and I quickly began getting dressed. Nik cleared his throat and I smiled, doing the spell once again on his clothes before we began walking back home hand in hand. "So, breeding huh?" I looked over at him and saw the faintest blush on his cheeks.

"Sorry, I-" I shook my head.

"Nothing to be sorry for, I liked it, though if you finishing inside me is going to be a thing for us I should probably look into birth control if you don't actually want something to happen." He sighed, kissing my hand delicately.

"Love, I'm a vampire. It's not possible." I snorted.

"Klaus, you're a hybrid now. Part werewolf, werewolves can have kids. You can't tell me which side is stronger than the other. I've seen weirder things happen in the world to supernatural creatures is all I'm saying." He pulled me to a stop and I looked up to see a shocked yet...hopeful face.

"You think it could be possible...you think I could have a child?" I shrugged.

"I have some friends who could help us figure it out, we would really need to think about that, and measure the potential danger for me to carry a hybrids child, however it's likely that it would just be a little harder than it would be for a normal werewolf. I'll send Hermione a patronus and see what she can find out about-" I was cut off by my mate lifting me into his arms and kissing the daylights out of me.

"Not only do you think it's possible, but you're willing to have a baby with me...I don't know what I did to deserve you Y/n Y/L/n, but I'm never letting you go."

"I don't know what I did to deserve you either...but I really must thank Professor Trelawney..."

(Wolfs Voices-

Klaus' wolf speaking

Y/n speaking to her wolf

Y/n's wolf speaking)

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the-hat0 · 2 years

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Angel

Description: What if the moonknight system had sweet and caring girlfriend who could do no harm? Only she may have let them slide numerous times on questionable behavior including the start of the relationship.

Warning ⚠️: Stalking, Smut, Manipulation. (Tell me if I need to add ones I didn't catch)

Marc Spector x f!readers x Steven Grant and Jake lockley.

Part two : here

NO MINORS PAST THIS POINT

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If innocence was really a person, it would be you. Every action, conviction, thought or even word was out of the purity of your heart. So much emotion of love and tenderness were displayed in everything thing you did. Which attracted your sweet lovers to you? Didn't it?

It all began with one man and then, BAM!

Your life is altered forever.

Your job is a substitute for a small elementary school in London. You loved your job, you were all the kid's favorite substitute teacher. I mean these five-year-olds went crazy just for you and to add the cherry on top of that you are taking your students to the museum for a history lesson on Egypt.

"Kids line up...Okay one, two three..that's all my students"

Your group bunched up with the rest of the other classes as the teachers and tour guides walked to the sections that were on the tour. This more than gave you enough time to roam around the museum. You look at exhibits until you found yourself in the gift shop.

You began looking around at the stuffed animals wondering which one the kids would love the most for the classroom. There was an Osiris, a Horus one and your hands grabbed the only one you hadn't heard about which was the God: Konshu.

"C-can I help you, ma'am?" A small meek startles you from behind. You quickly turn and your elbow knows over the display of plushies. You quickly get on the ground and pick them up so does the stranger. You hand him the konshu plushie, you just had in your hand and both of your eyes meet for the first time.

You both hold the plushie as you stare at each other like you are in a trance. You pull back your hair behind your ear out of habit. "I'm sorry about your display ...um...steven? Is that right? with a v?" You say with a small laugh which breaks the trance steven is in. "Yes...it is right...and the display is fine. It's my job anyways and your name is Y/n?" He says as he points at your name tag sticker, the ones that say my name is.

"Yes, it is," You say while giving your sweet signature smile at him. He looks at you as if he's never seen such a woman smile before. His eyes are wide and looking into yours like they are trying to find an answer to a question but all you can do is smile sweetly at this kind man.

Then his concentration snaps to a blond speed walking to the gift shop. She looks pissed at both of you. You look behind you to see what steven is staring at only see an angry face.

"Bollocks, let me clean these up before Donna chews my head off", he says to you and tears the plushie from your grasp. He picks up the other plushes and puts them back on the display that looks like a cargo box.

You grab the konshu one again and walk over to the cash register. Steven quickly walks over to the register and rings up your purchase.

"Thank you for buying something before I got my head bitten off". He says as he gives you a kind smile. You hand him your card, "is it your supervisor? Maybe I can explain what happened before she yells at you? Also you're welcome, my students are going to love this cute guy" You smile back at him but before he answers. A woman's voice cuts through, "Stephen, what in bloody hell were you doing? Did he scare you, ma'am?"

She asks him in a stern tone and then looks at you with utter concern and worry on her face. You immediately react to her, "Oh no ma'am, Your employee helped me pick up the display I accidentally dropped. I'm so sorry for causing a mess, have a wonderful day. I need to be on my way now" You quickly scurry to go find your class not paying attention to the eyes of your kind helper named Steven with a v.

One month later

Steven could only remember your first name but he was also good at remembering your school name on one of the backpacks of the students.

He began to stalk your school's page trying to find you in his spare time. Of course, this didn't go unnoticed by his two headmates.

Steven, what are you doing? This is the fifth time you've visited the page within an hour. Goddamn, you meet one woman and you're a madman.

"You don't get it, Marc. She is just...special, mate. There's something about her...almost like attracting bees" Steven confesses to marc as he looks in the mirror. He goes back to look on his laptop for anything sign of a social, email, anything that would trace back to you but nothing pops up.

Well, whatever the hell this is. It's gotta stop, I'm not getting caught in your shit or going to jail.

Steven stops cyberstalking at the behest of Marc's words.

Another month goes by, Marc is fronting that day. He decided to relax at some bar. He is in the corner of the building so as not to be seen by others while he converses with the other two but you instantly spot him. You eagerly walk over to his table, "Steven...with a v?" You say with your smile plastered on your face. Marc looks at you and is stunned at your appearance, you may dress conservatively but your outfits always give you a good church girl kind of vibe. The doe eye look is what you could imagine.

He still doesn't say anything but watches your face heat up like a match. Your cheeks tint red as you tuck your hair behind your ear. "Well, here's my number...okay bye, yeah?" You set the piece of paper on his table and scurry on your way.

Marc understands what steven meant by the way bees are attracted to you. You wear yourself like a delicate handkerchief but your words and smile, are addictive like sugar cubes. Making everything and everyone sweeter as well.

Then his thoughts hit him, maybe he should've let steven front when you came up to the table? I mean poor steven was practically begging for the body but all marc could do was stare at you. Then a dangerous thought pops in his head, what if you had you his way and you were only his? Images of naked you take to the imagination when he gets home.

Now for the first time, he almost gets an idea of what you would feel like his fingertips, on his tip, and his lips. He imagines what you would look like nude, crying, and begging for his|

WOAH THERE MATE, You interested in Y/n now?!

Steven cuts in on Marc's fantasies of you. Which steven did have his eye on you first and the other two only caught glimpses of you that day and didn't say anything before about your presence.

Jake, tell Marc. I'm in the right, Jake??

Marc rolls his eyes and looks into the mirror where steven glares at him. "Listen, Steven, I'll make you a deal. I'll try to find her info and you try to get a date with her. Got it? " Marc cooly says as he pulls out the number you gave him.

...Deal.

Steven calls you immediately that day and you guys go on wonderful dates only thing is Marc is getting info on you so Steven knows what you like and don't like. Every tidbit of your life, Steven knows about but listens to talk about how you recall them and studies the little gestures your body makes.

Steven begins a new toxic trait in the matter of days the dates happen. Since the boys are still moon knight due to Jake. Marc gets the address to your small apartment, this is where a shrine in your honor is built. Crowning items of the shrine are a candle you love the smell of and your panties. Small nicknacks you wanted or touched, a photo of a movie date. Things the glorious Marc Spector stole for Steven's little shrine which has now become his as well.

Jake had yet to interact with the mess of his two headmates but the dates get better and better, so the day of will you be's or are we now's is today.

Steven fidgets with his jacket as you two sit on the bus ramp from your museum tour that lovely steven gave you. "Y/n ....we've been going on some really lovely dates....so what is the next step here, darling?" He stares into your eyes and you give him your smile. "I would love to be your girlfriend, Steven with a v" You let out a giggle as your lips meet his. You two feel like teenagers kissing on the bus ramp but Marc is getting greedy, he fronts for just a second and sucks onto your tongue tenderly. He pulls away and peppers your neck with kisses. You let out small moans that almost sound like whispers if you paid close attention.

You two board the bus and Steven/Marc guides you into his home. He sits on the bed in his as you sit in his lap, he continues to give your neck attention and goes up. All you do is stare at the decor and allow steven to make your body his.

"Darling? I need to tell you something about me.." Steven says with somewhat hesitation. He stops kissing your neck and you turn to him with soft eyes and he smiles kindly at you.

He pecks your lips as he explains his disorder to you. " I have DID, and my two other headmates are eager to meet, darling. Well...Marc does, I don't know about Jake" He continues to talk as you listen patiently. He never tells you that you met Marc that day at the bar out of revenge for his little fantasy about you.

After your intimate talk, Steven slowly undressed you. He slips off your cardigan first and then unbuttons your white collar shirt . Steven struggles with the buttons on your long Grey skirt until you help slip it off for him. All your clothes drop to the floor and make a plop sound as they do.

Then it's time to undress your undergarments as removes his clothes. Now both of you are in underwear, only now steven is struggling with the hook of your bra.

"Baby do you need help...?" You softly ask in a whispering tone. "N-no, I'm all good darling," Steven says as he finally unhooks it. The strap falls gracefully off your shoulder and you slightly turn to steven who becomes every turned on at the sight of that moment.

You take it off and throw it somewhere. You face the final boss who looks at your like you are not even real.

"Steven....make love to me," You say so softly that only it could be heard by you two if anyone was around and ...others. your cheeks turn that sweet red tint like that day at the forgotten bar marc was at.

Steven's eyes droop a little as if he is tipsy. You straddle his lap, he toys at your breasts that now have perked up. His thumbs fiddle with your nipple making you moan a little, it makes your toes curl at the sensation of Steven's mouth on your boob as he sucks on the nipple of your right breast. "S-steven..please." You whisper as the sensation of your sensitive nipples makes you cry out, then he lets go of your breast making a popping noise.

You lay on the bed as steven gets on his knees. He slides your panties to the side. He gently pulls your pussy towards him. He swipes his finger across your slit making you cry out and jerk back from the feeling. He contently smiles at you, "You're practically dripping for me, darling" His voice makes your pussy throb and all you can do is lay there.

Steven picks up your legs and put them over his shoulder. The thought begins to tease steven. What if he blew on your cunt? How would you react? But instead, he does something even more hysterical. He shoves his face into your cunt and begins to smell it. You cry out his name loudly as he continues to do it. All the feelings of his nose brushing against your clit, his breathing from him smelling. It all feels overwhelming but in the best way possible.

Stop fucking around and eat her out, Steven or I'll start taking control

He snaps out of the moment and put his mouth onto your cunt, he shoves his tongue in your tight home first making you cry out again and thrust into his face. Steven takes his tongue out of your tight hole, he begins to give your clit some much need love. Sending you over the edge even more, "S-steven wait ...I'm - " You try to talk as Steven sucks on your clit. Your orgasm reaches its height and your body trembles. Steven pulls away and takes off your underwear including his. He gently flips you over where your ass is up high for him. He grabs your hips and gently positioned himself, you gasp as he enters your cunt and immediately greets him clenching tightly. He moans out sensation. "It's okay, darling. Shh, shh just focus on your second orgasm." He says with such sweetness in his voice.

He softly thrust into you. Letting you adjust to his size but unsatisfied with the pace you rock your ass into him so that he goes faster. "F..faster....please" You attempt to speak out the words that sound broken in your mouth as steven gently hits your spot. You cry into the sheets as his pace fastens making you spiral into more pleasure.

You begin to clench your lover's dick with your walls and your legs shake with familiarity as the high steven told you to chase is coming. Steven throws one sharp thrust and you cum all over his dick. You squeeze his dick tightly making him pulsate and cum into you.

"Are you alright, darling?" Steven asks as he kisses your back. He takes out his dick and some of his cum spills out. He gets up quickly and proceeds to get a wet rag. He returns to bed to find you passed out from the overstimulation of tonight's sweet moment. He wipes you down there nonetheless and cleans up enough to where it's good enough.

Steven snuggles up next to you and nuzzles into your hair basking in your scent.

Five hours later , You wake to see steven is facing the other way in bed. You slowly get out and go into the kitchen. Only trying to find a cup, you fill up an empty clean glass and begin to tip toe about your bf's apartment. You look at everything and touch almost everything like some sort of five-year-old. Until you look in the closet and find a shrine ....your eyes widen as you step back in shock. As you walk backward you feel a tall figure behind you and Steven puts his hand over your mouth to stop you from yelling.

"Shh, baby girl, I know you're scared. It's okay, my name is Marc. Steven told you about me, didn't he?" He asks you and you slowly nod. He releases his hand from your mouth and you look back at the shrine. "Steven and...my little pity project.. he's so in love with you. Couldn't help himself from Stalking you". Marc says as walks over to it and turns off the fake candles so they don't die out.

Marc then scoots over on his knees to you. He looks so tired and small you think to yourself. Anyone would have run far far away from this, but that's not you. Any person would have said the red flags are there including a felony. Marc kisses your knees making you melt, you run your hair through his curls and fall for this man too. "Forgive us, baby. Please forgive Steven. I'll take all the blame, baby. Just stay" He states as his hand rummages upwards.

He is making you feel like God, giving his damnation before he even crossed the gates of heaven. "I...I forgive you...as long as you didn't hurt anyone, right?" You ask with hope in your heart that the new man you love isn't that bad. You place your hands through his curls as Marc is slowly unraveling all the clean steven did off of you.

But you're merely an angel. So sweet and forgiving in the name of love, you turned a blind eye to this so much.....

Time: 4:07 finished

Part two will be soon

#dark marc spector x reader #moon knight x reader #steven grant x reader #yandere moon knight #yandere steven grant #jake lockley #Spotify

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wwewomenimagines · 2 years

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Certified Piece of Garbage

Liv was getting worried.

She hadn't heard from Rhea or Y/N in hours. The two had gone out shopping around Dallas and they were due for their date in about 30 minutes.

She had tried to call both of them multiple times just for it to go to voicemail. She was about to try to call again before her phone rang.

"Thank god you called me back."

Instead of Rhea or Y/N's voice she heard, "You have a pending phone call from Dallas County Jail, do you accept?"

Liv's heart dropped to her stomach. "Yes."

"Liv?" Rhea's voice sounded. "Rhea? What the hell are you doing in jail?" "Well, Y/N is also with me and it's a really funny story actually. But can you come pick us up first? Y/N is freaking out."

Liv sighed and gave Rhea an ETA before going to grab Sonya to go with her.

After posting their bail and getting back to the hotel, Rhea and Y/N sat on the hotel bed as Liv stood in front of them like an angry mother.

"So, are you guys going to tell me what happened or am I going to have to figure why my girlfriends decided to get into a fight?"

When Liv picked them up, she sent Sonya in to get post bail and retrieve the hooligans. When they came out, Y/N was holding a towel to her nose and sporting a black eye.

Rhea shyly smiled at Liv "Did you want to sit down or have some water or something, love?" Liv's glare could've put Rhea 6 feet under the ground and it shut the tall Australian up quickly.

Y/N pressed on her nose a little too harshly and winced, making Liv rush to her side. Since the three had started dating, Y/N had become Liv's baby.

The woman had a tendency of coddling Y/N. Especially ever since the Natalya incident, Liv had been extra clingy and coddly to Y/N. Y/N got a paper cut? Liv would be right there with band-aids and kisses. Y/N accidentally shocked herself with wires? Liv was always right by her side, holding her until she was okay.

Seeing Y/N so busted up when she picked the two up, made Liv's heart break seeing her baby in pain. She took the towel from Y/N and gently began to wipe the blood from her face.

"Rhea. You better tell me who did this to Y/N or else I'm withholding sex from you for at least two months."

Rhea's eyes widened. "It was your ex. The Enzo dude."

Liv's heart stopped. She hadn't heard from or about Enzo since their messy breakup. She looked up at the Australian. "Enzo did this to her? What exactly happened Rhea?"

Rhea took a deep breath and went into the story.

Rhea and Y/N were out shopping at one of the malls in Dallas. Rhea was wanting to spoil Y/N and Liv so they were going to multiple stores.

In one of the stores, a voice startled them. "Rhea!" Both girls turned around to see Raquel Gonzalez and the man formerly known as Braun Strowman walking towards them.

Rhea smiled at the two as she pulled Y/N to meet them in the middle. Raquel hugged Rhea and Y/N after she introduced themselves to the girl.

Another voice was heard from behind the couple. "Hey, Adam!" Rhea froze up and Y/N looked confused as Enzo Amore (aka Liv's ex) walked up to the group.

Rhea glared at the man as Y/N held her hand gently. Adam sensed the tension and tried to change the subject but Enzo spoke up before he could.

"Oh. I see that big, bad Rhea Ripley. How's Liv?" Rhea almost lunged at the man but Y/N held her back.

"Yeah, that's right. Have your guard dog hold you back. How's Liv in bed? Just as mediocre as I told everyone or has she improved? You know, she always sucked at-" He was cut off by a fist connecting with his jaw. Rhea stood in shock as Y/N cradled her hand. "Don't talk about Liv like that, fucker." Enzo lunged at Y/N and began throwing punches as the two began to fight.

People began pulling out their phones and filming the two as Adam and Rhea and Raquel tried to pull the two apart. The manager of the store they were in called security who in turn, called the cops.

Which led them to here, Y/N looking at her lap, Rhea rocking back and forth refusing to look at Liv, and Liv standing there in shock. "You guys beat up my ex?"

"For the record, your sweet baby Y/N beat him up."

"He was saying mean things about you." Y/N mumbled. Her nose wasn't bleeding as bad as it was before but she kept the towel just in case.

Liv looked at Y/N who was still looking at her lap. "Hey. Y/N I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at him for hurting you. The both of you. I don't know what he said about me but I can't imagine that it made you feel anything other than anger, Rhea."

Rhea nodded. "I wanted to kill him. But Y/N beat me to it." Y/N chuckled and then winced.

"Rhea, get me the first aid kit. I have to clean our girl up."

After cleaning Y/N's face up and giving her the recommended dose of kisses, Liv gently pulled Y/N to lay down. With her favorite tall people surrounding her with snuggles, (Y/N on her chest and Rhea laying behind her) Liv couldn't help but take a picture of the sweet moment.

*yaonlylivvonce just posted*

yaonlylivvonce: My knights in shining armor. F**k you Enzo Amore. Put your hands on my girl again and I'll kick your ass.

#liv morgan x reader #rhea ripley x reader #liv morgan x rhea ripley x reader #wwe imagine

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ghost-proofbaby · 5 months

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GHOST WELCOME BACK!!!!!!!!!!

IT'S GUITAR ANON WITH SOME UPDATES

FIRSTLY I HAVE TO SCREAM ABOUT THIS

GUESS WHO HAS A BOYFRIEND

ME!!!! WE MADE IT OFFICIAL TWO WEEKS AGO!!!!

now for the lead up to how this happened bc I kept a note in my phone of important things to tell you for when you came back:

he met my parents! they like him. he wanted to take my guinea pigs home with him and I was TRYING to look out for him so he didn't get peed on by them and he was like it's fine I don't care and we kept bickering about it and my parents thought it was funny. we watched the first hunger games movie in my room and my dog took her chaperoning role very seriously. we were laying on my bed and he had his head on my arm and my dog wedged her jealous little ass right in between us and put her head on my arm too. I made her leave. she came back and then she had her head on his arm. the next day i texted him and told him that I still had his fingerprints on my glasses (we both wear glasses and like to poke each other's lenses to bother each other) and he said I guess I'm just permanent and I said I'd like you to be permanent 🤷🏻‍♀️ maybe not on my glasses tho. and that was pretty much the end of that but then the next day he brings it up again unprompted and says he's been thinking about what I said and that he wouldn't be against it and I said I wouldn't either and i said so does that mean I get to stop calling you my sort of kind of boyfriend to people and he said yes and then we sort of kind of made it official over text but kinda mutually decided it didn't count until we saw each other in person. I went to his house after work the next day after the boyfriend talk and his parents had some friends over and I painted my nails with his mom and the one friend. he gave me two of his twenty one pilots vinyls bc I like them and don't have any vinyls. I thanked him like 5 times and wanted to kiss him but was really nervous about it so I didn't. but after his parents friends left he had me go in his room with him and he ASKED ME TO BE HIS GIRLFRIEND and i said yes obviously. and i ended up hitting my head on the wall by his bed and knocking one of his posters off the wall 🤦🏻‍♀️ but that's okay. his parents told him that if we're having sex to make sure to wrap it 😂 and i don't know how to tell them that whatever noises they heard was probably me hitting my head and the poster falling down, and then later me trying to roll across him to get to the other side of the bed and missing, and falling off the bed. bc I was a hot mess. but I blame him for hitting my head. cause he was putting me on the bed. the falling off the bed was all me though 😂 and he was gonna come up to my house this past Tuesday but he ended up getting a flat tire on the way, so i came down. We went out to eat with his parents (and he bought me a squishmallow 🥺) and then we started watching catching fire in his room. His mom kept walking past his closed door and yelling that she didn't want any babies and are we doing sex things. And now this damn boy distracts me all the time even if I'm not talking to him cause all I think about is him but at least the feeling is mutual.

🎸 anon ❤️

I hope you had a great break ❤️

NONNIE. MY GOD.

my heart is bursting i’m so fuckin happy for you!!! hell fucking yess!!!!! we did it folks!!! and by we i mean you but i’m still so so overly happy and genuinely excited for you that’s so sweet 😭 i love the making it official in person. i hope y’all have had a good first few weeks of being official!!!

ugh. my lil romantic heart can’t take this. i like to pretend to be bitter and grossed out by romance irl but it secretly warms my heart (do not tell anyone i’ve got a reputation to uphold)

#🎸 anon #thank u ily #IM SO EXCITED AND HAPPY ABOUT THIS AAAHHH #it feels like just yesterday you started messaging me mentioning how you decided you wanted to be brave and talk to him 😭😭😭#so wild so sweet so cute #love to see it

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tavshortfortavern · 5 months

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So I just finished my first run of the game and got the epilogue scene...

Epilogue Spoilers Below

First of all i would like to say I. fucked. up.

Gale wanted the crown and became a god.

I thought he would stop if I talked him out of it at the end like I did Shadowheart and Laezel. But even voicing my worries didn't deter him. So I went back and did the persuasion check which needed a 30 so only a nat 20 could hit. I just wanted to see professor Gale man. But nope, after spending minutes save scumming didnt change the outcome so it has to be something i could have done earlier.

When he starts getting power hungry is where I realized I messed up. In shadowheart's quest i didnt need to roll persuasion, she came to that conclusion on her own. Laezel might have needed persuasion to get out of that death machine in the creche but not for Voss, you just tell her you've got her back regardless and she accepts the truth. Wyll didn't need persuasion nor Karlach i think. Only Astarion but that's explained by getting lost in the moment and its been revealed that without you there he never bothers to ascend, showing he only wanted that power to protect you and be equals.

This is sad since Gale is the only story i kinda got a bad ending to. Everyone else is happy and got exactly what they needed instead of what they want. They became the best versions of themselves, their true selves. Gale is lost. What we knew of the old gale at least is gone. Its what godhood does in dnd. Ive seen it before. Loosing your humanity or a large part of it is inevitable. Elminsters letter was accurate. Where did that Gale go? I felt like I failed and he was like my bestie too. I didn't need a romance when he was so happy to be around my tav. He was just a lonely guy and we gave him friendship. Now god gale barely shows up, talks down to you and doesn't visit his mother at all. Wizards man. The hubris. The hunger for power. They always break my heart in games man.

He got me bc of his suicidal tendencies. It got emotional for me. Now my Tav distances themselves away from him with polite words, though god gale does that well enough

I wished I could have gone to the hells with Karlach and Wyll. My adveturer Tav hungers for facing new worlds and fights, they would definition not rest until Karlach got her heart fixed. But they romanced Astarion and they prioritised curing his vampirism first. At least they went off to become adventurers. Still in line with my Tav's desires. At least we have hope Karlach can fix her engine when she says they found Zariels forge. Did not expect Ranger Wyll that was my next pick for a rerun! Maybe paladin instead...

Shadowheart was so sweet. She wants to keep in touch with everyone. Though its sad that i heard she would visit gale if he was a professor but now probably doesn't.

ALSO the egg! I was disappointed to hear we wouldn't have any resolution on that. I didn't want to hand it over or even take it but we were gonna murder everyone in the creche since they were hostile and no one would look after it. I was gonna leave it in Laezels inventory so she flies of with it in hopes of a better life. Now she mentions it! She even has a name! Xan. Thank god, cuz the alternative was handing it to the Society and they get murdered after it hatches. (its not gonna happen but I had an owlbear egg that never hatched, game suggest to sell it and has the option to eat it but my druid tav would never. Wish we had mention of hatching it and being looked after by its brother)

Halsin gifted me a duck. Its never leaving my inventory. I headcanon my Tav and Astarion staying in his tree house whenever they need a pause from traveling. Eventually its the place they always return to.

Anyways, next run: be firmer to Gale.

Elminster did say we should be his shepherd. Unfortunately i believed i would have taken on a more supportive role like the other companions in their quest. I don't speak out for them and just encourage them to decide for themselves and not what others want. Its usually how i got the best outcome but not this time. Even Tara is upset we couldn't sway him but admits he didn't want to learn but I know I can do something.

And thats something is spraying him like a misbehaving cat in the face whenever he shows an inkling of craving godhood.

HERES A BOOK OF KARSUS' FOLLY AND SHIT. I WANT A 10 PAGE ESSAY GALE. READ AND DIGEST. EXAMINE. ANALYSE. DRAW PARALLELS. NO MORE NICE TAV. IM CALLING UR MOM *chucks the book at him*

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 tav #bg3 gale #bg3 shadowheart #bg3 laezel #bg3 karlach #bg3 wyll #bg3 spoilers #rambling

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supernaturalgirl20 · 2 years

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The request: “this sounds like you’re flirting with me.” “...i have been trying to do that for three years now.” [Idiots in love]

“Please please please don’t leave me please-”

[angst]

I think this may work together just fine and character is Frankie or Dieter. I can’t choose. It’s so hard.

The Note: I’m very happy you got to this milestone. Have been here with you from the begging. I see giant progres in your stories, your writing became so much better, character development is on another level since your start. Your stories making me very happy and you are one of the reasons I’m not lurker anymore and I actually made this blog for. I love your writing so much. I love you so much ♥️ I reread your Pero stories couple times actually but I’m pretty sure I read everything you wrote. So stay awesome and dream big 🥳 see you at the next milestone and I think you gonna hit it soon 😘

Your @little-mrs-morales 😘😘😘

My love thank you so so much for your kind words they have made my day, month, year 🥰 I went with Frankie on this one, hope you enjoy ☺️

Me & You

Pairings: Frankie Morales x f!reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, unprotected sex, oral (female receiving), mentions of guns, death, angst, blood, fluff.

Comments and reblogs really appreciated 🥰

Walking along the crowded hall, the sound of your heart thumping loudly within your chest fills your ears. It’s been a year since you saw him. A year since you heard his deep baritone voice and it sent a nervous energy through you. For as long as you can remember, you’ve always liked Frankie - scrap that, you loved him. He’d been part of your team in the army and before that he was your brother's best friend.

A constant in your life until he wasn’t. He’d met Aria, and as things got more serious, you couldn’t sit by and watch. So you left. That was two years ago and although you weren’t ready to face him, Santi wasn’t giving you much of a choice. Standing outside the locker room you take in a deep breath - trying to calm your nerves - before slowly making your way inside.

“Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes,” Will says as he stands and pulls you into a hug. You missed Will. “Yeah, it’s been a while. Heard about Elaine, I’m sorry.” Will pulls back slightly, the smile on his face falling a little. “Shit happens. Besides, she deserves better than me.” You look at him with sympathy in your eyes, “ever the realist, Will.”

“You know me.” He looks up past your shoulder and jerks his head, “here’s your boy shortcake.” Why did you have to tell him about your feelings? Rolling your eyes at him you turn to find Benny strutting in, followed by a tired looking Frankie. “Well fuck me, shortcake it’s been a while.” You snort a laugh as he wraps his arms around you and swings you around. “In your dreams, Benny.”

“Oh you’ve been the main attraction in my dreams quite a lot, shortcake.” You hit him on the chest playfully as Frankie steps around him to stand before you. His brown eyes take you in before pulling you into him, his arms wrapping around your waist and holding you close. God you missed him. Taking a deep breath your senses are consumed by his scent. Cedarwood, a hint of spice and something entirely him.

You both stay like that until someone clears their throat, and you pull apart awkwardly. “You can catch up with my lil sis later Fish, first we’ve business to discuss,” Santi says as he claps him on the back before pulling him into a hug.

Frankie comes to stand beside you as Santi fills you all in on the job. “If Tom's in, I’m in,” Will says standing, before he walks towards Benny. “You know I’m in,” Benny says as he stretches. Santi turns his gaze towards you and Frankie, waiting for your answer. “Someone’s gotta keep an eye on you,” you tease as you push away from the lockers, “I’m in.”

You leave, catching up to Will and Benny, Frankie and Santi following behind. You can hear their conversation, something about Frankie being suspended over a coke charge. What the hell happened? Standing outside the main arena, Frankie comes up behind you as you all wait to go in - his hand moves to rest on the small of you’re back.

A warmth seeps into you from his touch and you glance up at him - his brown eyes already on you, a smile spread over his face. ‘BENNY MILLER’. His name being called vaguely registers with you as you stare up at the man you're desperately in love with. “Come on, Bonita. Let’s go support this idiota.”

***

Frankie sat beside you and you both spent almost the entire fight catching up. God you really had missed him. “You really think this is gonna be as easy as Santi is making out?” Shrugging your shoulders, you release a sigh, “definitely not. This is my brother we’re talking about, he undersells everything.” He laughs as he takes a sip of his beer. Your legs are touching and it sends a shiver down your spine.

You watch the fight for a little bit before you feel the heat of his gaze on you. Turning your head a little, you find him looking at you. “You look really good, hermosa. You’ve always looked good.” A blush makes its way up your neck and settles on your cheeks. “Seeing anyone?”

A nervous laugh passes your lips as you fiddle with your hair. “It sounds like you're flirting with me Morales,” you say teasingly as you turn your gaze back to the fight. “I’ve been trying to flirt with you for years, you just never noticed.” You freeze, sitting back straight as you turn your gaze to him. Frankie is looking at you now with a hint of something in his eyes that you can’t place. Love, lust, who knows.

“Yeah right!” You nudge him and he places his hand along your thigh and you gulp. “I’ve liked you for years Y/N, just never thought you felt the same. Then Aria came along and you went MIA, thought I’d done something wrong but Benny told me about how you felt and I…I dumped her. Tried calling you but you ignored me.”

“You’re serious right now? Frankie I left because I couldn’t take seeing you all loved up with her, Benny was right. I’ve loved you since high school.”

“You love me?” It’s too late to go back now. “Yeah, I love you.” Frankie crashes his lips to yours completely forgetting that Tom and Santi are sitting the other side of him. Every inch of your skin burned with the need to be touched by him. Your hands skimmed over his chest and into his hair and he growled into your mouth. A cough bursts your bubble and you pull apart, embarrassment flows through you both.

“As much as I’m delighted you two finally have admitted your feelings, please don’t touch my sister like that in front of me,” Santi teases. Frankie doesn’t take his eyes off you the entire time and you feel hot under his gaze. Leaning into you, his breath hot on your skin he whispers, “wanna get out of here?” You can’t speak so you simply nod and you both stand, shuffling past Tom and Santi.

“Atta boy Fish, go get some,” Benny shouts as he sees you both holding hands and leaving. “Oh Jesus!” If you weren’t embarrassed before you are now. Frankie wraps his arm around you and you bury your face into his chest. “Benny! Seriously man, that’s my sister.” Frankie opens the passenger door and helps you into his truck before running around and hopping in. “Think it’s best if we go to mine,” Frankie says as he turns on the ignition.

“Yeah, sounds good. I’m not really in the mood to have Santi interrupt us.” His hand snakes over to your thigh, “yeah me neither.”

***

Frankie slams his front door shut behind him with his foot as he stalks you backwards into his kitchen. Like a hunter chasing his prey.

Quick as lightning, he grabs your ass, lifting you onto the table. He steps between your legs, and kneels as a servant would for his master. His hands trail up along your calves as he teases you. Lips skimming the inside of your thighs before his mouth found your core. Your back arches off the table and your breath hitches as he works his tongue into you. His moustache along with the light facial hair, creates a delicious friction.

“Oh fuck, Frankie.” He groans into your core and the vibrations send a spark of pleasure through you. He lifts his head, his tongue licking his lips as your cunt flutters around nothing. “Taste so fucking sweet, Bonita.”

“Fuck Frankie, your so good at that,” you breathe out as you lean up on your elbows. “Need to be inside now, Bonita. Come on.” He helps you up and carries you to his room where he rids you both of your clothes. Laying you back in the bed, he nestled himself between your thighs and you can feel the hard length of him pressed against your core. He slowly pushed inside and you both groaned as you stretched to accommodate him.

He feels so good but it’s not enough, you need more. Pushing on his chest you straddle his waist, grabbing his cock and lining it up before slowly sinking down onto him. Oh! His hands grip your hips as you begin to move above him - hips rocking over him. Sitting up he pulls your nipple into his mouth as he grabs you tight, pushing you down onto him.

“Oh Frankie I’m…I’m gonna..”

“That’s it baby…come on my cock. Want to feel you soak me. Waited so long.”

“Oh fuck…Frankie…oh fuck.” You shudder in his arms as your cunt clenched around him - his trusts becoming erratic- sending him over the edge. “Where?” A groan escapes your lips as he thrusts up into you at a brutal pace. “Inside…I’m safe and on the pill.”

“Ngh! Fuck baby.” He comes hard coating your walls with a cry of your name. He brushes hair off your face and captures your lips in a soft kiss before laying back - pulling you with him. His soft cock slips out of you and you nestle into his side.

“I can’t believe we waited this long, we could have having mind blowing sex all this time.” Frankie chuckles as he kisses the top of your head. “Well, we’re together now, that’s all that matters. When we get back from Columbia, I’m taking you out for dinner, if you want?”

“I’d love that.”

***

The mission in Columbia was going great, until it wasn’t. Everything had gone to shit once Frankie had to make an emergency landing. Tom was dead and you were shot, badly. You didn’t say anything at first, not wanting anyone to worry - it was only a small wound, the bullet went through but you were beginning to feel dizzy.

Benny had gone on ahead to scout out the town and see if your boat had arrived, leaving just you, Santi, Will and Frankie. Frankie had set up the packs so you could all use them as pillows and you were lying beside him when you felt yourself drift. The guys had been talking about how many people they’d killed but you just couldn’t stay awake anymore.

“How many have you killed shortcake?” The guys waited for you to answer but when you didn’t, Frankie looked over at you and sat up abruptly startling the other two. “What’s wrong, Fish?”

“Y/N? Hey baby, wake up.” He said as he began to wake you. When you didn’t respond he felt your pulse and all colour drained from his face. “She’s not breathing. Fuck,” he cursed loudly as he drew his hand away, noticing it was drenched in blood. He ripped at your clothes and saw the bullet wound on your side.

“When did she get shot?” Santi and Will are beside him now, Santi calling out your name - hoping you’ll wake up. “Where’s the med bag?” Will shouts and when no one answers he shouts again. “Fish, med bag - now. We need to stop the bleed.”

He pointed towards it and he sat on the ground pulling you to him, sobbing. ““Please please please don’t leave me, please- baby I can’t live without you, not when I just got you.” Santi pats him in the back before Will works on your wound. Frankie can’t watch. He buries his face in your neck and he prays. Prays to whoever or whatever is out there that you live, that you wake up and he gets to spend the rest of his life with you.

Santi pulls out the mini defibrillator and after two shocks you stutter out a breath. “Fuck baby, you scared me.” Frankie cries as he kisses your lips frantically. “Don’t you ever scare me like that again, you hear,” Santi says as he tries to hold back the tears.

“I’m…I’m sorry…didn’t want to worry everyone…not…not after Tom..” Frankie rocks back and forth with you cradled in his arms. “Shh, baby it’s ok. You're alive, that’s all that matters. I love you.”

“I love you too.” You rest against him and you can feel yourself grow tired. “Hey, no sleeping, not yet. Come on we gotta get home,” Will says standing and gathering his things. Frankie grabs what he can and then helps you stand as you all slowly make your way to Benny.

***

You’d all made it and the first thing Frankie and Santi made you do was go to the local hospital. They cleaned up your wound and gave you antibiotics and painkillers and you felt a thousand times better. Anything was better than being dead.

Now as you all sit around the table with the solicitor, Will and Benny decide to give their share to Molly and the girls. Frankie looks at you and when you nod your head he does the same but Santi and the boys stop you both. “No. Shortcake, you almost died, that money is as much yours. You and Frankie keep your share and build that life together. Milky will have enough with all our shares.” You can feel the tears build behind your eyes, “are you guys sure?”

“Positive. Now we’re headed out, we’ll see you guys back stateside.” Both miller boys leave the room and then Santi says his goodbyes. “Where are you heading?” A smile spreads across his face, “oh, you know I hear Australia is nice this time of year.” You both hug and then he claps Frankie in the back, whispering something into his ear.

Then it’s just the two of you. He stares at you then, eyes filled with love and adoration as he wraps his arms around you. “We're never doing this again. Ever! I almost lost you.” A contented sigh passes your lips as you breathe in his scent. He smells like home. “You didn’t, I’m here and I promise I’m not going anywhere. Now let’s go home, you owe me dinner.” You can feel the rumble of his laugh before he grabs your chin gently. “I love you so much and I can promise you I’m never letting you go, not now, not ever.”

“You better not Morales.” He twines your finger together, “come on, let’s go home.”

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#pedro pascal #frankie morales x f!reader #pedro pascal x reader #frankie x f!reader #pedro pascal x female reader #pedro pascal fanfiction #frankie morales x female reader #triple frontier x reader

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malum-forev · 2 years

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Game On: Chapter Three

Chapter Two

Thanksgiving break came and went, (Y/N) spent the weekend at Natasha’s childhood home upstate. Although (Y/N)’s family missed her, they understood that traveling at this time of year was crazy and most importantly, her classes were extremely demanding. This was also the excuse she gave the Romanoff family when they asked her why she was going back to campus on Saturday instead of Sunday.

“Are you sure you don’t want to stay here? C’mon it’s just one more day.” Natasha asked her roommate.

“I really appreciate it but you know I have to get a ton of homework done. I really can’t afford to miss anymore assignments.” (Y/N) smiled as she closed her bag.

With a swift goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Romanoff and Natasha’s younger sister, she traveled to the train station. After a quick two-and-a-half-hour ride, she had arrived at her apartment. Although she did have a lot of work to do, the real reason (Y/N) left her roommate’s home was because she wanted some time to herself. More importantly, some time to bake. During the school year their house was a complete disaster, three women living under one roof. So, these little moments she had all to herself always made her want to bake.

After about thirty minutes of prep time, the pie was ready to be put in the oven. There was only one tiny problem, the oven hadn’t preheated. In fact, the oven hadn’t even turned on.

“Are you serious?” She huffed, immediately calling Wanda.

“Heeey, merry thanksgiving!” answered an overly happy Wanda.

“Hey Wanda.” (Y/N) smiled. “Are you drunk?”

“Maybe a little, but its only because my brother makes the cider extra spiked.” She hiccupped. “What’s up?”

“I was just wondering if you ever called the landlord about the oven not working.” (Y/N) asked, hoping that she had and a simple solution could be found.

“Nope.” Laughed the redhead.

“Okay, thanks anyways.” She said defeated.

“But! Last time I needed the oven, I just popped over to Steve’s apartment. He said we could use it until we got ours fixed. He even gave me a spare key.” Wanda said.

(Y/N) thanked her, grabbed the key, and quickly walked to Steve’s apartment. Thankfully it was just a few blocks away. As she arrived and opened the door (Y/N) was taken aback. She wasn’t expecting what she saw. Especially not from a boy’s college apartment. They had all the furniture and even decorations. (Y/N) was expecting something that looked like an abandoned mall after a zombie apocalypse or a run-down Ikea outlet. She turned on the oven to start preheating and only after that did she start to meddle. She looked over the photo gallery Steve had on the living room wall. It was filled with pictures of him, his family and Bucky. She hovered over an image of Bucky, he couldn’t have been more than 5, holding a soccer ball in his hands and smiling showing all of his teeth except for the two big ones that were missing.

“My Ma just sent over that picture.” (Y/N) heard from behind her, she let out a scream and turned around, placing her hand on her chest.

“Oh, My God!” She gasped. “What the hell are you doing here?! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?”

Bucky laughed and ran a hand over his wet hair. This was the first time she noticed he only had a towel wrapped on his waist. “I think I should be asking you that. What are you doing in my apartment?”

“Oh, I- Wanda- I just-“ (Y/N) tried to say but her thoughts were getting jumbled up in her brain as she noticed Bucky’s body for the first time. Her eyes traveled from his biceps to his abs and downward until- until she realized what she was doing and turned around. “Could you please put on some clothes?”

He let out a laugh as he saw (Y/N) fidgeting with her back towards him. He gave two steps forward and whispered in her ear. “Is this why you came here? To catch me with my clothes off?”

“Oh please!” She huffed. “I just came here because our oven isn’t working and Steve told Wanda that we could come over and use it and-“ She was interrupted by the oven beeping.

Bucky smiled and turned around. “I’ll go put some clothes on, if that’s what you want Doll.”

“And I’ll go put the pie in the oven.” (Y/N) mumbled as she rushed to the kitchen. After getting everything ready, she decided to look for something to calm her nerves and spotted from the corner of her eye the bar cart. “Bingo.”

(Y/N) was just about to pour herself some vodka on the rocks when she heard Bucky say: “I think I have something more festive than that.”

She turned around to see Bucky, clothed and perfumed, holding two bottles of eggnog. Forty minutes and a whole lot of eggnog later, they were eating pie.

“This has got to be the best apple pie I have ever had in my life.” Bucky tried to get out, with a mouthful of apples. “Thank god you made apple instead of pumpkin.”

“Are you kidding? I hate pumpkin pie.” (Y/N) mumbled as she finished what was left in her cup and motioned for Bucky to pour her another one.

“I actually think that is the first thing we agree on.” He chuckled.

She cleared her throat and raised her glass. “And I want to make a toast. To the first night we spend together where I don’t want to scoop your eyes out with a melon baller.”

Bucky followed her lead. “Does that mean you’re going to spend the night?”

“And the pleasant moment has ended.” She rolled her eyes and sipped on her drink.

“You know I’m kidding.” He shot her a smile, took her hand in his and placed a kiss on it.

“You looked cuter when you didn’t have your front teeth.” (Y/N) laughed pointing at the picture. She looked into his eyes and moved a strand of hair that had fallen out of place out of the way. “Sometimes I do really wish we could be friends.”

“I would love if we could be friends. (Y/N) you know I follow you everywhere because I want to be close to you. Let me in there.” Bucky pointed towards her heart. “I’m a pretty nice guy once you get to know me.”

“That’s the problem James.” She sighed, resting her back on the chair and closing her eyes. (Y/N) noticed that the eggnog had started to make her feel dizzy. “I already know you. And I know I can’t trust you.”

“Tell me one time I have made you believe you couldn’t trust me.” Bucky said, pulling his chair closer to her.

(Y/N) laughed and stood up, trying to keep her balance. “That’s the problem. You don’t even remember. In fact, that’s your problem” she pointed her finger at him. “You just walk all over people and you don’t have a care in the world.”

Bucky looked down at the floor. “Look I think you’re drunk. Why don’t you stay in my room and I’ll stay in Steve’s. It’s getting pretty late and-“

“And what Bucky.” She laughed again. “You want me to go to your room and maybe something will happen between us?”

“No- I would never want anything like that. I mean not if you’re drunk.” Bucky stuttered.

“Let’s get something clear. I will never want anything to do with you. Not friends, not anything. You’re a narcissist, you’re such a-“

Bucky scoffed and got up from his chair. “You were seriously saying that I was ruining the night? You don’t even know me and you’re saying all this shit.”

“You think I don’t know you?” She rolled her eyes.

“You haven’t even given me a chance!” Bucky objected.

“Oh trust me, I know you. You showed your true colors pretty fast.”

“I can’t believe you. You’re so focused on what you think that you believe no one else can be right!” Bucky hissed. “You think you’re so above everyone. Well you’re not!”

“Well maybe I’m not above everyone but I am above you and your fucked up moral compass.” (Y/N) boomed.

“You- You’re such a-“ Bucky came closer to her.

“I’m such a what, tell me.” (Y/n) taunted.

“You’re not worth this.” Bucky stepped back. “You know what, I’m done. I’m done trying to understand why you hate me so much.”

“If you only knew.” She growled.

“That’s exactly the problem. But you know what, if you don’t want to tell me or if you don’t want us to be friends that’s fine. Just know that every single day you will regret this decision. You’ve brought me to my breaking point and if you think I was a load when I was trying to be nice, wait till you see the pain in the ass I can become once I’ve put my head into it.” Bucky snapped and saw her shocked expression. “You can stay in Steve’s room tonight if you want but just know that starting tomorrow I will become your biggest inconvenience.”

With that, Bucky stormed to his room and slammed the door. For (Y/N), it was one of those moments when you realize just how drunk you were. She stumbled to Steve’s room and closed the door. She barely managed two steps before falling on the bed.

The dream started like usual, thumping music and inaudible chatter and the start of the worst night of (Y/N)’s freshmen year.

(Y/N) texted her new friend, Becca. Asking her if the address was correct. She was standing in front of a frat house dressed in her 80’s costume that featured teased hair, legwarmers, and some heels. (Y/N) really wanted to join their sorority so she wanted to make a great first impression. The door soon opened to show Becca and all of the other sorority sisters dressed normally. They didn’t hesitate to start laughing at her.

“You seriously thought this was an 80’s themed costume party?” One of them laughed. (Y/N) looked down at the floor.

“C’mon cheer up.” An obviously drunk sorority girl pushed a cup towards her. She stumbled and spilled the drink on (Y/N)’s shirt.

“Oops.” Becca laughed. “Hey girls let’s let our new friend in.”

All of them kept laughing and started to filter out. Just as (Y/N) was about to leave she heard someone calling for her.

“Hey! You!” She turned around to meet someone’s blue eyes.

“Yeah?” She asked defeatedly.

“Are you okay?” He asked, coming closer to her.

“Yeah I was actually just heading out.” She said.

“Look those girls can be real mean sometimes. If you want to stay I have some clothes you can change into to look a little less, um, studio 54.” He chuckled.

“Studio 54 is actually 70’s look and I’m dressed like the 80’s.” She said with a smile.

“You want my help or not?” He asked and she quickly nodded.

“Look, I’m not actually in the frat house but my friend lets me keep some clothes in here. You can go up to the second room to the left. You’ll find some clothes there.” He smiled and led her into the house. “And don’t worry, I’ll give you the guide to who’s a nice person and who’s not. I’ll protect you.”

(Y/N) was sure his smile could light up the whole room. She nodded again and went up the stairs, listening to her heels click on the hardwood floor.

“I’ll be right there.” He assured.

She entered the room and started looking around for the clothes. It wasn’t soon after when she heard the door open and close.

“Hey, I couldn’t find the clothe-“ she was interrupted by the man that was in the room.

“Well Bucky said that he left a girl in my room but I don’t know what I did to deserve this surprise.” The guy slurred, trying to keep his balance and the contents of his drink in his red solo cup.

“I think you’re mistaken. He said that I could come in and change.” She replied feeling uncomfortable.

“Yeah, you can change into something more comfortable.” He said, trying to unbutton his shirt.

“I’m going to leave.” (Y/N) said moving towards the door but the guy grabbed her by the arm.

“C’mon, don’t you want to have a good time?” He said before she pushed him as hard as she could.

She ran out the door. “I’ll tell Buck you’re as much as a prude as you look, you bitch!” He yelled.

(Y/N)’s breath started hitching and she felt like she couldn’t breathe. Thankfully this time, she woke up.

Chapter Four

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