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Bowled Over (Roy Kent x Reader): Chapter One

You work at a bowling alley and a young girl named Phoebe has a birthday party there. You catch her uncle's eye.

Roy Kent x female reader

Will try to update roughly every two weeks

Chapter One: The Other Beautiful Game

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Content: Kent-level language (you know what you're in for)

Cricket. Polo. The real football.

There were many popular sports in England, but the downfall of all of those was the fact that they were all at the mercy of the weather. That was why, in your humble opinion, the best sport in the world was bowling.

You were fully aware that the rest of the world definitely didn’t consider it a real sport, and that was fine. But to you, it was the best. No other sport could be enjoyed by 4 year olds and 94 year olds at the same time, all while having full access to a pitcher of beer and never being rained out. Nor did any other sport create friendships so instantly while in good natured competition. It certainly had for you.

You, the army brat, who had moved every year and always ended up being the new kid with the accent different from everyone else’s, had always found common ground in whatever bowling alley had been closest to base. Bowling was its own language, its own gateway into other people’s lives. When you’d finally stayed somewhere for more than two years when you were in high school, you’d made yourself a fixture at the lanes. You stayed in England for college – no, university – and worked your way through every beer league and youth camp you could. The bowling alley was your home, and you ended up staying even after your father retired from the army and returned to his hometown with your mother. Your place was here, behind the counter and coaching leagues.

It was a shallowly connected life. You had a few friends from your own league, as well as your coworkers, and some regulars that you absolutely loved, but mainly, you saw people for five minutes while they paid and figured out which size their rental shoes needed to be before they went to the lanes and you watched from a distance, telling yourself that it was fine.

One day, and especially lonely one, you were scheduled to work a children’s party. You were slightly hung over from the pitcher you’d shared at your league the night prior, and weren’t looking forward to all of the noise that children would inevitably cause. Taking a preemptive Excedrin, you pulled up your hair and braced for the worst.

The birthday child was a blonde girl who was all smiles, leading seven little friends and their adults behind them. You plastered on your best customer service smile and got through the chaos of check in, shoes, snack bar follow up, and lane assignments, then collapsed in your chair to stare into space for a while, until someone needed you.

The respite was brutally short.

You didn’t notice at first, but eventually you realized that you had somebody standing at the side of the counter. It was because of his shirt. Anywhere else, it would have stood out obnoxiously, but the red, orange, and yellow tie dye blended into the colorful walls. You turned quickly once you realized he was there.

“Sorry, I zoned out,” you blurted. “How can I help you, sir?”

The man – you recognized him from somewhere, you realized, but you couldn’t place where – startled at how quickly you acknowledged him. He had very expressive eyebrows, which shot up his forehead in surprise. He pointed at the lanes where the blonde girl’s group was bowling and grunted, “One of the little shits that my niece is friends with threw a ball right after another kid and hit the thing that pushes the pins out of the way, and now it won’t go back up. Can you fix it so their days won’t be ruined?”

You couldn’t tell if her was mad at the lane or at you; it seemed like he was angry in general, judging by the deep creases between his eyebrows. Best to take a cautious approach with him.

“I can’t fix it, but I can call the tech. Just a second.” You grabbed the intercom, but didn’t click it on. “It’s the gate on 15, yeah?”

“The what?”

“The black sweepy thing, on Lane 15?”

“Oh. Yeah.”

Quickly, you called out, “Pete, I need a gate reset on Lane 15, please” over the speakers. Then you turned back to the tie dye man.

“Cheers,” he said. “Phoebe will be happy now.”

“That’s your niece? The blonde girl?”

He nodded. “Yep, that idiot.” He smiled and waved toward Phoebe, who was trying to get his attention. “She made me this shirt. I wouldn’t have picked it, but she made it, so I wear it to all her things.”

“It’s a good look. Matches the décor here,” you teased. “I almost didn’t see you, and you were right in front of me.”

A grunt was the only response you got. Fearing you’d been rude, you cleared your throat and continued. “Well. I’ll be here for the rest of the day, if you guys need anything else. You know where to find me.”

Another grunt, and eyebrow guy was gone, leaving you to put your head on the counter in embarrassment. That was so awkward!

You stewed in your awkwardness for another half an hour; nobody else came in to distract you. Distraction didn’t come until you got a call from the snack bar, signaling that they needed you to run the pizza to Phoebe’s group. Inwardly groaning, you picked up the tray and a stack of plates, and expertly balanced them as you walked to Lane 15. Phoebe and her friends were excited to see you, and their enthusiasm evaporated some of your self-pity. These seemed to be good kids.

“Okay,” you said, putting your hands on your hips and leaning down conspiratorially, “I only have two rules for you. Rule Number One: No pizza or drinks on the approach. Rule Number Two: I don’t want to see any pizza fingers in those balls, because someone will have to clean them.” You pointed at yourself as you said “someone,” which made all the kids laugh. “And Rule Number Three-”

“You said there were only two!” interrupted a young boy. Tie dye guy glared at him.

“Well, I lied,” you shrugged. That got a laugh from everybody. “Rule Number Three: Help Phoebe have a happy birthday!”

All of the kids cheered. Satisfied, you walked over to their grown-ups. “If you guys need anything, I’m Splits.” You tapped your nametag, bearing the kitschy bowling nickname that the manager had made you pick. “I’ll be at the counter.”

Your nickname drew a few chuckles and sympathetic smiles. One of the younger adults, who you also recognized in addition Phoebe's uncle, fixed you with a flirty look.

“Do they call yah that because you can do the splits, or…?”

“No, because I leave plenty on the lanes.”

He looked like he was trying to come up with another quip, but Phoebe’s uncle elbowed him in the ribs. “Shut up, Jamie. Not everyone loves you.”

Jamie, unperturbed, elbowed him back. “Whatever, Coach. It was worth trying. Sorry, Splits.”

You realized where you had seen him before. AFC Richmond was the local football club, and the young man was none other than Jamie Tartt. And now that you had figured out who he was, you had to ask, no matter how much it pained you…

“Can I get a quick photo? The owner likes us to whenever we have a celebrity guest.”

Jamie’s chest puffed out before he looked at tie dye man; you got the feeling his coach had lectured him before about showboating. “Sure, yeah, if that’s how it’s done here.” He checked his hair and grabbed a bowling ball. “Where do you want meh?”

“Uncle Roy should be in the picture, too!” piped Phoebe, shooting her uncle a pout. “He’s more famous that Jamie!”

The man you’d talked to at the counter, who you recognized but didn’t know where from, was named Roy? And Jamie had called him “coach?” Was he Roy Kent? How had you not realized?

It had to be the tie dye. Had to be.

“Fuck no, I’m not getting in a picture with that prick.”

“Please, Uncle Roy?” pleaded Phoebe. “It is my birthday.”

A grunt. You were beginning to think that they were his primary language, in combination with swearing. Roy Kent stood up, rolled his eyes, and got next to Jamie Tartt, glowering.

You reached into your back pocket and took out your phone to check how things looked. Bowling alley lighting was never great, but it was especially bad today. Jamie popped, because of course he did, but Roy melted into the wall, his obnoxious shirt effectively camouflaging him.

Thinking quickly, you went to the racks, grabbed a bright blue bowling ball, and brought it to Roy. He just stared at it.

“And what am I supposed to do with this? Throw a fucking strike on camera?”

“No, I just need you to hold it,” you huffed. “The camera can’t see you; your shirt blends in too much. Just take this, please, and this can be over.”

Without giving him a choice, you pushed the bowling ball against his arm. He took it awkwardly, his fingers brushing yours. You thought he shrank into his shoulders after that, but it could have just been him settling the weight of the ball, so you couldn’t be sure.

You took the picture and sent it to your manager, who started freaking out and texting a sentence at a time, but you retreated back to your counter after that. The rest of the afternoon went quietly. Phoebe’s party ended, and you watched as Roy and Jamie gathered all of the kids’ rental shoes and brought them up to you to return.

Sorry for flirting with yah earlier,” said Jamie, dumping an armful of footwear. “Old habits and all that.”

“It’s no problem,” you replied.

He gave you a wink and sauntered off. Then Roy deposited all of the shoes he was carrying.

“Thanks for being cool. Phoebe enjoyed it.”

“My pleasure. Sorry for the picture.”

“It happens. People are weird about fame.”

“Sorry all the same. Hopefully it wasn’t too awkward.”

Roy Kent wouldn’t look at you, and instead focused on a spot on the counter. Then he gave a last grunt and walked away, sticking out a hand to hold Phoebe’s. You watched them leave before grabbing a bottle of disinfectant to spray down the shoes. As you did, you mused that, for being a football manager and a player before that, Roy Kent was really awkward when it came to being recognized.

The sound of running feet tore your attention away from your thoughts. You looked up, ready to shout at some kids for horseplay, but it was Phoebe, running back to the lanes and grabbing a jumper that she had left. Then she jogged back to the desk, stopping on the way out.

“I had a really fun time,” she said.

“I’m glad,” you replied warmly. “I hope to see you come back.”

Phoebe smiled. “I think I will. I overheard Uncle Roy telling Jamie that he shouldn’t call strangers ‘fit,’ even if they are, and I think they were talking about you. Bye!”

She pranced off to rejoin her uncle where he was waiting for her at the exit, taking his hand once more. You could see them talking, and something she said made him look up abashedly at you. He held your gaze for just a moment, then threw Phoebe over his shoulder and stomped away. You had the rest of the night to ponder the fact that Jamie Tartt and maybe Roy Kent had considered you attractive. It made up for the awkwardness of the photo. Almost.

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ultimatesmuts · 10 months

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Daycare🍋(Draco Malfoy)

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You’re a new daycare teacher and Scorpius is one of the toddlers in your room. When his dad (Draco) comes to pick him up, you find yourself unable to hold basic conversation since you’re too busy drooling over him

~This was originally posted on Wattpad but I figured I’d repost here~

*phone ringing*

"YN could you answer the phone? It's probably one of the parents", YN's boss says

YN stands up and glances around the toddler room she's now in charge of, taking pride in her new job as a daycare teacher.

"Yeah of course", YN replies, reaching for the phone at the front desk

*picks up phone*

"Thank you for calling the wizarding daycare, this is Miss YN"

She hears the person on the other end clear his throat before speaking

"Hi, this is Scorpius's father. I just wanted to call and let you know that I'm being held over at the ministry and unfortunately won't be able to pick Scorp up in time before the center closes. It'd probably only be about 30 minutes past close, and if any staff members are willing to stay over a bit that would be amazing and very much appreciated."

YN blinks a couple of times, realizing how confident this man is, and it makes her wonder what his personality is really like before answering

YN asks, "is anyone else available to pick him up instead? Perhaps his mother if she's able?"

She hears the phone go silent for a few moments, so she says, "you still there?" Hoping for an answer

The man answers, "sorry, um Scorpius's mother actually passed last year... so um no it's just me."

YN could hear the sorrow in his voice and instantly felt bad for bringing it up

"I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have asked that. Obviously you're calling because no one else can come get him. I'm so sorry, sir", YN guiltily says

"It's okay, you didn't know", the man replies, making YN feel a bit better

YN takes a deep breath before saying, "I feel so terrible about that so how about this? I'll stay here with Scorpius and don't worry about the center closing, they'll probably have me close and clean anyway since I'm new."

YN hears a slight chuckle through the phone and the man says, "I was wondering why I'd never heard of a Miss YN working there before, but it's all good and thanks again for staying late, don't worry about the whole Scorpius's mum thing, it's okay really."

YN clutches the phone a bit tighter in her hand, feeling nervous about meeting Scorpius's dad after making a fool of herself over the phone.

"If you're sure, I just feel bad is all" YN adds

"Don't feel bad, YN. Well I've gotta get back to work and thanks for offering to stay over, I'll see you around 6:30 at the center", Scorp's dad adds

"Oh, um yes it's no problem really. I'll see you then, sir"

She hears a light chuckle and then he says, "alright, bye", and hangs up.

YN puts the phone down and wipes her sweaty palms on her skirt, releasing a breath she didn't know she was holding.

YN walks over to her boss and explains the situation and how she's staying over, and the boss says that's fine.

Soon, most of the kids are gone, and the remaining kids' parents come to pick them up. Eventually, YN's coworkers leave and it's just YN and Scorpius left in the building. YN finishes picking up all the toys, and picks up Scorpius so she can close down that room. She carries the blonde toddler with her to the front of the center by the doors, and sets him down next to her.

Scorpius looks up at YN and giggles before running circles around her, making YN laugh too.

Eventually he gets dizzy and falls over, and YN gets on her knees and says, "oh no are you okay? Did you get a boo boo?" And Scorp starts wailing and slowly(very dramatically) crawling into YN's lap, where she holds him and hugs him, saying "Awh babyyy, you're okay" while Scorpius slowly calms down, wiping his eyes on YN's blouse

Great, just what I wanted. Toddler tears

YN sighs, and Scorpius turns around in her lap and points outside.

YN stands up, and Scorp turns around, puts his arms up and whines, indicating that he wants YN to hold him.

YN rolls her eyes, but still picks up the child.

He points outside again, kicking his legs, this time saying "Dada! Dada!" With the most excitement YN has ever seen.

YN can't help but smile at this wholesome moment, until he walks in.

YN looks up at the door, only to see a tall, fit man with platinum blonde hair walk in.

YN could swear that her heart stopped beating, her breath getting caught in her throat.

This man is gorgeous.

His striking blue eyes meet hers and YN immediately feels her face getting hotter and hotter, making her feel even more embarrassed.

YN quickly turns her attention towards Scorpius, who's still in her arms, in an attempt to distract herself from his attractive father.

"Scorpius look who it is!", she tries

"DADDY!", the toddler screams, tightly gripping YN's shirt in excitement.

YN giggles nervously and says, "yes, buddy. It's daddy"

Shit

Fuck

I do NOT need to be thinking about sex right now

why'd I say that why the fuck did I say that

YN knew her face was bright red, her mind unable to focus on anything other than sex

It was this moment that YN felt his eyes on her, so she nervously turned towards him, preparing to hand over his child, when she noticed his mischievous eyes were fixated on her blushing face in a knowing way, even though she so desperately tried to hide, but to no avail.

The man takes a few steps closer, holding his dangerous gaze and reaches out for YN to hand him his son, which she goes to do.

*Rrrrrrrip*

Panic.

That is what YN is feeling right now.

She looks down at herself, only to find that Scorpius had ripped her blouse partially open when she handed him over to his dad.

YN gasps when she realizes that her black, practically see-through bra is almost on full display to Scorpius's father.

"Merlin, I'm so so sorry!", she says, pulling her shirt together and holding it closed with her hands, beginning to break a sweat from all the embarrassment coursing through her veins.

She looks up, only to find Scorpius's dad lightly smirking, eyes fixed on her chest with a light blush across his cheeks. His eyes shift to a lustful gaze as his eyes flick back up and meet with hers

YN feels her body heat up, unsure of how to cope with all of this sudden attention and apologizes again, unsure how to proceed.

"Well it definitely wasn't an unpleasant sight", he says, glancing down at her chest quickly before locking his icy blue eyes with hers again with his signature smirk, causing butterflies to go crazy in YN's stomach, almost making YN let out a small moan. Luckily she held it in

"I'm Draco, by the way", he casually says, helping to diffuse the tension.

YN can hardly breathe or think in this flustered state and is about to introduce herself, when Draco says, "YN, right?"

YN blushes, unable to form words so she just nods her head in response, still clutching her shirt closed.

"I want to thank you for staying with my son, I can tell he really likes you", Draco says

YN forces herself to breathe and replies, "anytime, and he really is a very sweet kid"

"Let me make you dinner, as a thank you, please", Draco says with the slightest hint of mischief in his voice

YN thinks for a moment, trying to clear her mind from sinful thoughts, realizing she hasn't eaten since this morning and food sounds really good right now.

"Okay, but only if you're able to take me home afterwards because I was going to take the bus home from here", YN says, slowly starting to relax a bit.

"Perfect", Draco says, smirking

Damn, he is so charming

"Well if you'll follow me, my car is out front", he says, indicating for YN to follow him. They walk outside, and YN turns to lock the building, as it's Friday and nobody will be back at the center until Monday.

Draco shamelessly checks her out from behind, biting his lower lip and raising his eyebrows in approval as he determines she has the perfect ass

YN turns around to see an expensive black sports car with tinted black windows and black wheels, and her jaw drops. Is this man rich or something? Damn...

"Wow... your car is really nice", YN compliments, turning towards Draco, slightly catching him off guard.

Was he looking at my butt just now?

"Thanks, mind strapping Scorp in his car seat?", Draco replies, mildly blushing

"Yeah of course!", YN says, starting to strap the toddler into the car seat in the back, leaning over him as she works.

YN feels Draco's eyes on her, so she looks up only to see him smirking, freely looking over her body, causing her face to turn red.

"Don't be shy, darling. I think the bra is sexy", he smugly says, winking before turning back around to face the wheel

YN's face is beet red, and she realizes that while leaning over to strap in Scorpius, she was giving his dad a perfect view down her ripped shirt.

YN slowly makes her way over to the passenger side and climbs in, buckling her seatbelt quietly

"Mmmm, I think you'd look better without it though", Draco nonchalantly smirks, purposefully avoiding looking directly at YN

Draco immediately starts the car and begins driving, leaving YN flustered and excited

YN can't help but admire him as he focuses on the road, his defined jawline and sharp nose creating the perfect side profile.

YN looks at his hands, his rings, and how he's firmly gripping the steering wheel and she can't help but let her mind wander

I want him to grip me like that....

She notices how veiny his hands are, his long and thin fingers lightly tapping the wheel as he drives in silence, without music.

Those fingers

Butterflies again

Why is my body reacting to him like this?

Soon, YN notices a set of giant gates opening in front of them, revealing a massive mansion.

"Welcome to Malfoy Manor, YN"

YN stares in awe, turning and asking, "you live here?"

Draco scoffs, parking the car out front, and says, "didn't you ever look at Scorpius's last name?", while chuckling

Oh yeah I forgot

"It's been a long day", YN blushes, showing how forgetful/distracted she was

Draco gets out, opens the door for YN, and holds out his hand for her to take.

"Exactly why you deserve a nice dinner after a long day", he charmingly says, pulling her up out of the car before going to unstrap Scorpius.

Draco locks his car, and carries his son with him into the manor, holding the door open for YN.

Draco puts Scorpius down, takes his shoes off for him, and then takes his own shoes off and loosens his tie. It takes a moment for YN to realize she's been staring too long, but she eventually removes her shoes too and follows Draco into his enormous living room.

"Stay here with Scorp, I'll come get you when dinner is ready.", Draco says before turning towards the kitchen

YN takes a moment to look around, admiring the grandness of the place before sitting down on the expensive couch to calm herself with Scorpius.

Scorpius climbs up and lays on YN's lap, rubbing his eyes. "I know bud, you're tired. Just a bit longer, okay? We're gonna eat yummy food soon!", she tells him

Just then, Draco walks into the room with his sleeves pushed up, directing YN's attention to his forearm, which makes her uneasy and she starts to back away.

Draco notices this, and his eyes turn sad.

"I didn't want it", he says, referring to the mark hoping she'll stay

YN looks back up at him, and realizes he's being genuine.

"YN please don't think differently about me because of this, I was 16 when my father decided my fate for me."

YN can't find any indication of deceit in his eyes, he seems sad, even. Ashamed....

He has been nothing but kind to me

"I believe you", YN says, quietly

Draco just stands there for a moment, lost deep in his thoughts. He nods his head to himself, takes a deep breath in, and then gestures for YN and Scorpius to follow him to the table.

After eating dinner, Draco tells YN that he needs to put Scorp to bed and she's welcome to follow if she'd like

YN agrees and follows Draco upstairs to the second floor of the manor, and into the toddler's bedroom.

Draco pulls the blankets up over Scorpius and starts rubbing his back, trying to lull him to sleep.

After about 10 minutes, Scorpius starts throwing a fit and Draco looks up at YN in defeat

"Mind if I try?", YN asks sweetly

"Go right ahead", Draco lowly replies

YN walks over to the side of the bed, and starts stroking down Scorpius's nose, causing his reflexes to react, making him close his eyes. After a couple of minutes, YN feels Draco crouch down next to her and whisper, "can I try?"

YN whispers "yeah", and goes to scoot out of the way, but before she does, Draco stands right behind her, leans over her, and starts stroking his son's face

YN shudders at the feeling of him being so close, his body gently brushing against hers every now and then, his scent filling her senses, making her weak in the knees as she begins having sinful thoughts again

Eventually Scorpius's breathing evens out, and Draco stops stroking him, relieved that he fell asleep.

Draco backs away from YN's body, causing her to feel cold from the lack of his body heat.

YN sighs sadly, feeling like she's overstepped a boundary, getting excited for no reason.

"I should probably go", she whispers in defeat

Draco closes Scorp's door, so the adults are in the hallway.

Draco steps closer to YN, places his hands on her waist, and pulls her slightly closer as he whispers, "Stay. Please"

YN felt her heart throb with love, and her lips began to feel as if they're burning hot with desire as she also takes a step closer to Draco, wrapping her arms around his torso and whispering, "okay"

She feels his hand gently caress her face, causing her to look up and lock eyes with him.

He slowly starts leaning in, and YN closes her eyes, mirroring Draco.

YN feels fiery hot electricity spread throughout her body when his lips meet hers.

His lips are burning hot, and YN starts to realize that she might get to have more of him. She wants all of him. She wants to be with him.

The kiss slowly starts to speed up, gradually becoming more rough and passionate as Draco walks YN backwards until her back hits a door, which he swiftly opens with one hand before leading her inside

YN breaks apart from the kiss, closes the door again, realizing she's now in Draco's bedroom, and locks the door.

Draco pulls her back into him with lust filled eyes, craving more of her lips.

Draco walks YN backwards while kissing until the backs of her legs hit the bed and she's forced to sit down.

YN starts to feel the familiar butterflies building again, and deepens the kiss by pulling him closer, to where he's standing in between her legs

Draco acknowledges the space she's made for him, sending electricity pulsing through their bodies and he bites his lip as he feels his member start to grow inside his pants

YN rips the rest of her shirt off and throws it on the ground, and without breaking eye contact, takes Draco's hands, and places them directly onto her clothed breasts, causing him to groan and her clit to throb with eager need.

He slowly and teasingly takes his own shirt off, and YN starts feeling her wetness pool at the sight of his toned body.

Draco abruptly and roughly grabs YN's thighs, pulling her closer to the edge of the bed, and starts grinding against her body, forcing small, breathy moans to slowly leave her parted lips

"Do you want this", Draco asks, half out of breath

"Yes, please Draco", YN responds, her eyes already in the back of her head

The sound of her voice made Draco's eyes close briefly, allowing his pleasure to amplify.

Draco reaches behind YN and unclasps her bra with one hand, immediately grabbing her tits and massaging them, using his thumbs to lightly run over her nipples as he plays with her

This causes YN to nearly squeal at the amount of pleasure she's receiving.

YN desperately tries to grind herself up against Draco's stiffness in his pants, craving him beyond control.

Draco gets the message and pulls his pants down, leaving him in just his boxers, relieving some of the tightness that came with his restricting pants, making YN's mouth water as she admires his size

Draco palms himself through his boxers a bit, muttering "fuck", getting his member to stand up proud and tall. He pulls down YN's skirt and almost drools at the sight of a large wet spot on her panties

YN stands up, pulls her panties off, and drops to her knees in front of Draco.

She pulls down his boxers, finally freeing his painfully hard, leaking cock. She stares in awe as he springs free, guessing he's probably around 8.5 inches long. YN feels more of her wetness pooling, desperate for him

She takes his dick in her small hands, and gently licks his slit before barely sucking on only his tip, teasing him with her mouth.

Just then, Draco notices that YN is lightly bouncing around, her heat hovering over the floor, clearly begging for attention.

"Get up", Draco orders

YN stands up, and looks down at the floor after feeling how slick the insides of her legs were

"Look at the mess you made, you dirty girl.", Draco says, pointing to the puddle of arousal that dripped from her when she was on the floor

"Be a good slut and get on the bed", he orders

YN eagerly does as he says, and lays on her back, facing up on his bed

"Do you want me to fuck you?", Draco teasingly asks

YN moans at his words and manages to get out a "Daddy please"

"Fucking hell, Princess", Draco practically groans in pleasure, licking his lips in anticipation

"Daddy's little whore is gonna lay there and be good, yeah?"

YN eagerly nods her head, whining, begging to be touched

Draco scoffs at her desperation, before kneeling down and slowly inserting his middle finger into YN's hole

Euphoria.

That's what YN feels.

"More, please. Please Draco I need more", YN begs

Draco doesn't give in though, he just smirks and continues pumping just his middle finger excruciatingly slow, in and out of her tight pussy.

YN is writhing at this point, beginning to kick her legs around in protest

"Draco, please I need more please", YN whines, almost in tears, making Draco's cock leak with precum

"You need more?", he asks, locking his eyes with hers

"Yes! Please!", YN excitedly says

Draco pulls his middle finger out of her pussy, and sucks on it, moaning at the taste. Then, he pushes his thick cock into her slick hole, shocking her body and causing her to clench around him, almost making her cum then and there

Draco groans and throws his head back in pleasure, before gently rocking into YN at a slow pace, causing her to scream, her body unsure how to accept his cock

"DADDY! It's so good, it's too good"

"Sshhh baby, Scorp will hear", Draco stops and says, gently caressing her face

YN grabs her wand off of the nightstand despite her shaking body, points it at the door and says, "muffliato" before putting her wand back and desperately trying to fuck herself on him to no avail

Draco's eyes turn dark again seeing her pathetic attempts to get herself off. "You filthy girl", Draco says, pounding into her, sheathing in and out of her, against her slick, tight walls.

Tears begin rolling down YN's cheeks, her mouth permanently stuck open as Draco thrusts in and out of her as hard as he can, rocking the bed and making the headboard hit the wall with every thrust.

"Fuck, baby", Draco huffs

Draco takes his right hand and places it around YN's throat, choking her and doubling her pleasure as he speeds up his pace, sensing himself growing closer

Not even 20 seconds after, YN starts shaking, she clenches around him HARD, and she hits her high HARD, starts convulsing, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as she finally cums on his cock.

Her clenching pushes Draco over his edge too, and she milks him dry with her convulsing, quivering pussy, swallowing up all of his cum, keeping it buried deep inside of her

They both stay in that position for a couple of minutes, catching their breaths before Draco carefully pulls out his cock, causing her walls to flutter, clenching around nothing

Draco lays down next to YN, who's already almost asleep, and he whispers, "you okay?"

YN replies with "so good.... So tired"

Draco lightly chuckles before pulling his body up to hers, hissing her forehead and falling into a deep and exhausted sleep.

The end

(of this one-shot)

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#draco smut #draco x reader #draco malfoy x reader #draco x you #slytherin #dad!draco

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thefoxtrot008 · 2 months

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Dialogue Prompts

Alright, here's part 7 of the dialogue prompts! But surprise, surprise! This one is a heist prompt (one of the favs.) and is pretty long. So enjoy! :)

"You're going over there with hi?" "You're not going to get anywhere with that." "What? What is wrong with that?"

"Try again." "I'd know that line anywhere."

"There we go." " "Why didn't you just start with that?"

"You know who I am?" "You're gonna buy me a drink first?"

"He's in a meeting." "If he's in a meeting, then I know he'll see me now." "I'm sorry, sir. I tried stopping her." "It's quite alright."

"Sweetheart, time to go."

"You're planning a heist without me?"

"How dare you?" "I suppose I should go after her?" "Nice try, buttercup. I'll do it."

"he's in trouble. he could use your help."

"Look, if you didn't want me to be apart of this, you shouldn't have told me where you were going." "She's got you there." "You were saying?" "I figured out your little problem."

"You're too smart for your own good." "You can blame dad for that one. I get it from him, clearly."

"Do you want to hear it?" "You got all of that?"

"Perfect timing. I'm getting married!"

"We can have the biggest wedding, okay? We can spend whatever we want! We've got the money for it!" "Or not? okay? I just want to make you happy."

"You really are perfect."

"Question. Won't he know I stole it from him, if I'm the only one that has been in contact with him?" "That's the brilliant part." "You'll slip it back into his pocket then."

"Somebody help him!"

"I'm feeling a bit faint."

"You look so handsome in that suit."

"And that's where I come in." "And pray tell, what can you do sweetheart?"

"Is that the only word you know?"

"keep your thoughts to yourself." "sorry dad."

"You can beat anyone to a pulp and you're afraid of heights?" "It's not ideal, no."

"I give you the finest food around and you don't eat it." "That's because I don't trust you."

"Mom, I need some marriage advice." "What makes you think I'm the best person to come to for that, well, with your father and everything?"

"You have two weeks."

"There's a bit of a hiccup."

"All I'm trying to do is get my wife back!" "It's a fine job that you're doing." "Look, I didn't get a chance to apologize to my wife before, and now I'm trying to get her back, so I can do that properly!"

"You really love her, don't you?"

"I sent her home!"

"you're the only person to get in and out of jail multiple times."

"do you know how embarrassing it is to have your mom come and get you?" "how could you tell dad?!" "he's never going to let that go huh?"

"What loyalty to you have to them?"

"What did you do to get arrested?" "Do you really wanna know?" "well, yea. that's why I asked the question."

"You didn't really think that I'd let all of you rot in the cells now, right?"

"This is a break out." "I'm so happy to see you right now."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Believe me. We won't be here that long."

"You can't or you won't?"

"You created that fight on purpose didn't you?"

"Where's my wife?!" "She's perfectly safe. Believe me."

"I'm getting a sister?!"

"He should be doing fine. Taking over the plan. I should know. Taught him everything." "That makes us feel better."

"Right on time. Perfect."

"Show off."

"Our old spot how nice."

"If you want to want escape you have to do it now."

"We told you to stay in the car!"

"I love it when they argue."

"They're just kids in love Let em' be." "I told you. They're not in love." "I beg to differ. Have you seen the way he looks at her?"

"We are not done talking about this young lady."

"It got boring waiting in the car. What do you expect?"

"You take orders... Or you get left behind."

"That's the way the cookie crumbles."

"I need it to be an exact replica of everything in this room." "You've got it boss."

"What was that?" "I don't know I panicked!"

"I had nothing to do with this." "Save it for the court."

"That's a fake kinda name." "She's good."

"The boss wants to have a word."

"And here we have the original master."

"Take it or leave it. The choice is yours."

"Runs in the family, I suppose."

"I won't call."

"Tell me I'm wrong and I'll stop."

"I have a plan. You're not going to like it."

"You got out of prison and you didn't come and see me first?!"

"I know some who has the blueprints. Now shush."

"I can do it."

"It's never been done before." "They didn't have a plan. We do."

"I win now."

"I told you. I don't do that line of work anymore." "Like hell you do."

"You're the only one that can convince him to do anything."

"You don't even know that you're being followed."

"Oi! Take it outside!"

"I'll come with you."

"I think you just stole something from me. I'd like it back."

"I like that one. You should get that one. You look amazing."

"Hey. I've got some news."

"What? I'm just... very good at determining the worst possibilities that could potentially happen. Why does no one consider these when doing these missions?"

"I think it's rather fitting."

"You're not going to win her back this way! You've hurt her too many times to count!"

"The best part of my evening."

"Is that what you want?"

"thank you for coming back for me."

"You wanna take charge here pretty boy?" "Gladly baby."

"You had him tailed? When were you going to tell me about this?"

"I'm a demolitions expert."

"We can't leave the kid."

"You don't pull that stunt again. You copy?"

"Do it, but play nice."

"I've come to pay a visit."

"I haven't really spent any of it."

"We just spoke-" "I'm calling bullshit on that!" "Why's that?" "You don't like him!" "I can be civil to people I don't like." "No, you can't! You're passive aggressive!"

"Who's side are you on?"

"You're putting all of us at risk!"

"My family, my wife especially, need to be left out of this!" "Last time I checked, she was involved in this last time. So, I'm taking her as part of my consolation prize. I want my money."

"I'm wearing heals!" "So then take them off!"

"We could just throw a chair... or do that. That works too."

"Get a room." "If you would get out, we'd have one."

"Just pretend you're talking to me, baby. That's it. There you go."

"You have such pretty eyes. Just look up."

"I can't stand it when we fight... Look, can we just talk?" "I don't know can we?" "Don't give me that look."

"You. You put her in danger." "He did not! I wanted to go! Am I not allowed to do things?!"

"Don't let go of my hand."

"I've got it!"

"We don't want him here."

"How do you know that? I've never told told anyone that?" "It's a gift."

"I have no sense of smell."

"There must be a reason."

"You married into this. Remember that."

"We have orders to take care of you." "Be my guest."

"That's... not a bad idea."

"Is that the best you got?"

"Well, you couldn't do this on your own."

"You already knew part of the plan?"

"You can't have any part in this either." "What?!" "You have to take one for team!"

"Good to see you."

"I've been here the whole time! How could I possibly be in two places at the once?"

"I have to say goodbye!"

"We have to do this for her."

"That man would give up his girl for power. That's all I'm saying."

"If you're going to accuse me, I have five witnesses who saw me somewhere else, okay?"

"I think we can pull this off."

"Get out of there. Get out of there now!"

"I don't know what my mother sees in you."

"You hurt my daughter, I'll kick your ass." "Not my intention, to do so, but that's fair."

"If you're going to tell me to stay behind, like everyone else, I swear-" "I'm not here to do that."

"I'm gambling of course. There's nothing wrong with that is there?"

"You're on very thin ice." "Is this how you treat your customers? How disappointing."

"You look like your mother."

"They did what you asked! Now let me go!" "Not quite yet." "You can't keep me forever."

"And there we go. We're online!"

"I mean... unless we..." *partners share a look* "that's dangerous." "it is... but I'd reckon we could make it work." "oi! psychic twins. you want to involve us in this discussion?" *share look again and nudge each other* "you explain it."

"You can't tell me what to do. You are not my mother."

"You both are terrible liars." "Who said we were lying?"

"You're not dying are you? Please, tell me you're not dying."

"Let. Go. Of. My. Hand!"

"I don't see you coming up with any bright ideas."

"Hello handsome."

"If it's any consolation, you had me convinced." "It's not."

"You're only agreeing with him, because he's your father-in-law." "well, maybe it's because I have to!" "Yea, thanks for the backup there."

"You're tying that wrong. here. Let me help."

"At the first sight of trouble you are leaving. you hear me?" "yea, okay." "I'm serious. Your mom would kill me if you got into any trouble."

"That was so hot."

"You watch your language son."

"I learned a few things in the club."

"Since when did they become my responsibility?!"

"I don't know how you run in those things, sweetheart."

"Fine then. I'll tell mom the real reason you're here." "you wouldn't." "you wanna take that chance?"

"I knew it! You weren't here for me!"

"My wife says I need to take charge more." "It's not my fault that you're hot when you do it, babe!"

"God. You're so cute. I can't."

"Call me that again."

"What? What was wrong with that?" "Sweetheart. Just a little side bar. I know you feel bad about doing this, but if we don't do this, we're going to die, okay? Okay. Think of it as doing something bad for the common good." "She's right. Let's keep perspective."

"We got into a fight." "You just had to get into a fight now?! We're in the middle of-" "we'll get it the job done. you told us that the first rule is leave you're emotions at the door!" "yea, cause you've done such a good job at that already!"

"Look who I'm talking to! You've taught me every trick in the book and you expect me not to use it?" "Not this time."

"I could do it single handedly."

"Married couples am I right?!"

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And that's a wrap folks! Enjoy! :)

#my writing #heist prompts #ocean's eleven #it gets worse before it gets better

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louvay · 3 months

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Greetings, Sir Louveylouvay! Welcome to the Miserable Dads and Husbands potluck! You have been selected because you are either a dad, a husband, all of the above, or just very unlucky -- or blessed, depending on your perspective -- to be a father figure to some other kids despite being neither. Are you an uncle? Great, perfect vict...ory for this club! Are your favorite blorbos dads? Perfect, haha! What, I blinked four times as though telling you to escape, you say? Silly you, that can't be; this is a H A P P Y place! What do you mean you're out of here? The gates are locked, you say? Perf...ume, yeah! Anyway don't worry about that; or technician is on his way. Of course we won't make you work here, but we do need a little help. What, you say your tea looks purple? Can't be. Why would we poison you here -- do you think we're going to sacrifice fifty kids you to a dark god? Impossible!

Babysit 50 kids with Jamke for two hours. No kid should leave the room, for your their own safety.

Quietly join Eldigan in the library where he hand-sews a nightgown for his wife. By quiet, we mean quiet. What, you felt as though you spent your second nights there whilst helping him? Ah, must be your imagination. You just arrived! Why a nightgown, you say? But of course, sometimes one has to marry his wife, not his country.

Engage Sigurd for a talk. He's talkative, and he'll listen to everything interesting you say. Sounds good? Oh, don't let him speak of his wife at all. If he utters her name in full, you lose. The room feels hotter and hotter, you say? My goodness, another imagination!

Quan swears his daughter is among of the fifty kids Jamke is forced made to babysit. Who knows? To do that you'll need to sneak one of the kids out of that room. I'm sure you haven't forgotten that you're not supposed to let out any of them, yes?

Travant contests this. It's his daughter, he says; not Quan's. And his daughter should stay with those fifty kids as expected because you're an awful person to let kids out when there's a monster lurking underneath this castle, or so I'm told! Besides, he is going to ask how you are going to prove that it's not his daughter. You're a traveler and outsider; aren't you supposed to be neutral? He'll ask you to neutralize Quan, whatever it means. He simply thinks Quan shouldn't be close to his daughter ever again.

Join Dew, Finn, Oifey, and Shannan for a just cause. They blabber too much. You should ignore them -- you can't be believing the real Sigurd, Quan, and Eldigan are trapped in an underground cell as we speak, can you? Pssaw, they are teens. What do they know? Or better yet, perhaps if you can hand them to us for... ahem, reeducation, it will be great. They seem distressed. We just know what to do -- you will not be inconvenienced by them any longer :)

Find Claud in the maze. He will ask you to help him treat wounds as the two of you go deeper into the trapdoor where the supposedly-real Sigurd, Quan, and Eldigan are imprisoned. Well, if you want him to be able to uncover the mystery, you should keep him alive. We say, you should keep him alive. We didn't say anything about you staying alive, though; does it matter?

You will watch Beowulf and Holyn fighting a bloody one-on-one match at the arena. Whichever you support will help protecting you throughout the ordeal you pick... but you will need to finish off the other person yourself. Choose wisely!

Lewyn whispers to you right before you make your choice. He says everything here is a facade and he will set you free, if only you trust him. But he is enigmatic, and refuses to tell you more. He only says that you can not pick either Beowulf or Holyn, but instead choose to follow Noish, Alec, and Arden as they embark on the basement journey to free the supposedly imprisoned lords. If you choose Arden, you will help Sigurd. If it's Alec, then you're helping Eldigan. If it's Noish, you're freeing Quan. Arden is slow but realiable. Noish is too methodical, and Alec is... Alec. You really don't know if you should reply when he asks if Eldigan's wife is beautiful or not. Does it matter? Probably not! But Alec looks disappointed and you have a good feeling you have to get along with your paired companion if you want this plan to succeed. Lewyn winks at you and says he will help when you're in a pinch. You don't want to be at danger's mouth. You blink and he appears like a skeleton and his hand -- patting your shoulder -- has scales. You blink again and he looks at you closely, wondering why you are looking at him like that. Perhaps you're unwell, but you have a good feeling to not fall asleep as like in this place.

I can sense you feel terrified. We understand! Actually, our bad for imposing such a difficult task for you. Arvis comes out and profusely apologizes. He jokes and laughs saying his crew must have been overboard, scaring you like this; and they are testing a haunted castle for a top-notch attraction in the continent which explains all the enigmatic things people are telling you. He offers to escort you out in his own carriage, promising nothing, and he repeats -- nothing -- will befall you if you just go with him. He only asks you to never look back even once when you're walking with him, though; or later on when you are in the carriage. His carriage seems very comfortable. He tells you he can wait and you'll find him again there when you're done packing up and grabbing your jacket...

But you go into the wrong room, because the castle is huge and you forgot where even the majordomo brought your jacket to. Actually, do you even need your jacket still? You enter the room. Looks like yours, actually -- your memory isn't so bad. But you realize Azel is tied up under the bed and appearing to be panicked, so much that you remove his gag. He immediately tells you to not trust everything and anything his brother said, and that you both should flee this place together -- and perhaps, return with an elite, battle-hardened army. Oh, he knows you don't have an army. He won't hold it against you for not having an army or the prowess that it needs to besiege a castle. But the message is clear: to flee with him underground, where you may probably free the lords from their confines. "The cult has lain a trap here!" he tells you, and apparently one of the cultist got him when he tried to discuss their plan which he overheard. Your head spins. Azel pleads with you, but why must you trust him?

Well since this is a meeting of fathers and there will likely be free food, I will save Azel. Sure there will be alot of cult members with powerful spells nearby and sure the crazed mutterings of our red haired friend regarding the fate of his friends and family might be annoying but God made John Moses Browning and John Moses Browning made the Colt M1911. Why yes, I do know a thing or two about fire magic and the efficiency of the .45 APC

#seal answers your quandaries #literamente yo

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kaijuposting · 1 year

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Why Raleigh Becket isn't a himbo.

So I keep seeing people calling Raleigh Becket a "himbo" with a "golden retriever personality" and y'know what... I gotta say... mmm no, no he really isn't. And I'm gonna go over some (but definitely not all) reasons why. Now before I begin, I want to make it very clear that I'm saying you have to hate the ground Raleigh Becket walks on, or that he's some kind of irredeemable monster. I'm just going to go over why he just... isn't a himbo. Like, not even remotely. Raleigh Becket is pretty self-absorbed. Raleigh Becket: I was 15 when the first Kaiju made land in San Francisco. By the time tanks, jets and missiles took it down six days and 35 miles later three cities were destroyed. Tens of thousands of lives were lost. We mourned our dead, memorialized the attack, and moved on. And then only six months later the second attack hit Manila. The movie opens with a narration from Raleigh Becket that really only makes sense if you assume he's projecting his own experience onto the rest of the world. Maybe Raleigh moved on in less than six months, but for millions of people who had everything they knew about the world violently overturned, they'd still be in shock and have tons of unanswered questions.

Himbos don't always understand what's going on with people, but it's not for lack of effort. A real himbo would have been trying to comfort the people around them, and would be well aware that many of them are still confused and hurting. A real himbo might have said something like, "A lot of people died and we all tried to move on, but it was only six months before another monster attacked Manila." Or maybe "We were told to move on, but in only six months it happened again." Raleigh Becket is way too eager to prescribe violence for interpersonal problems. Hercules Hansen: You can blame me for that one. I've raised him on my own. He's a smart kid, but I never knew whether to give him a hug or a kick in the ass. Raleigh Becket: With respect sir, I'm pretty sure which one he needs.

So, Hercules Hansen raised Chuck as a single father while serving in a war. It shouldn't be hard to figure out that Chuck might have some attachment issues and general trauma from growing up in a world where giant city-destroying monsters were an omnipresent fact of life. Nonetheless, Raleigh clearly doesn't think Chuck needs a hug - the look on his face as he says this line is one of pure contempt. Later on, he actually does kick Chuck's ass. This isn't himbo behavior. A himbo would have looked at Herc and said, "I wish my dad had hugged me more" or "things were always better after me and my dad hugged it out." A himbo might have even taken Chuck aside and said, "hey dude, I hear you're having a hard time with your dad, wanna get some burgers?"

Raleigh Becket is awfully condescending toward Mako Mori. Mako Mori: I think you're unpredictable. You have a habit of deviating from standard combat techniques. You take risks that endanger yourself and your crew. I don't think you're the right man for this mission. Raleigh Becket: Wow. Thank you for your honesty. You might be right. But one day, when you're a pilot, you're gonna see that in combat, you make decisions. And you have to live with the consequences. That's what I'm trying to do. Raleigh Becket: Okay. We're not in the simulator now, Mako. Remember, don't chase the rabbit. Random Access Brain Impulse Triggers. Memories. Just let them flow, don't latch on. Tune them out. Stay in the Drift. The Drift is silence. Raleigh Becket: All right, Mako. Get ready, this is for real!

Mako Mori is a jaeger technician (she worked on repairing Lady Danger) and engineer (she designed Lady Danger's sword), and she wants to be a pilot more than anything. Raleigh talks to her as if she's never heard of drifting before, and like she isn't already aware that fighting kaiju is hellishly risky. Also, his facial expression when talking to her is very frequently that of someone talking to a young child. This isn't himbo behavior; this is "Prince Charming when he's the villain" behavior. Real himbos are respectful, and respectful behavior includes assuming basic competence and treating adults like adults. If Raleigh had been a himbo, he would have trusted Mako to know what she was doing already. In the conn-pod he might said something more like, "Okay, gotta stay in the moment, let the memories flow by, don't chase the rabbit, don't get caught in the Random Access Brain Impulse Triggers..." while talking more to himself than Mako. Also, if Raleigh was actually a himbo, he might have responded to Mako's earlier statement about him being "unpredictable" with something like, "I know I've done things that can't be fixed, but I'm hoping I can do better this time." So yeah. Basically, Raleigh Becket isn't a himbo, and he doesn't have a "golden retriever personality." He's just blond and conventionally attractive. Ya know, kind of like this guy is:

Again, not saying that you have to look at Raleigh like he's some kind of irredeemable villain or anything, but like, stop conflating "blond and conventionally attractive" with "himbo" or "golden retriever personality."

#pacific rim #pacrim #raleigh becket #not a himbo #not a golden retriever man

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skelezomperman · 3 months

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Greetings, Sir Skelezompernyan! Welcome to the Miserable Dads and Husbands potluck! You have been selected because you are either a dad, a husband, all of the above, or just very unlucky -- or blessed, depending on your perspective -- to be a father figure to some other kids despite being neither. Are you an uncle? Great, perfect vict...ory for this club! Are your favorite blorbos dads? Perfect, haha! What, I blinked four times as though telling you to escape, you say? Silly you, that can't be; this is a H A P P Y place! What do you mean you're out of here? The gates are locked, you say? Perf...ume, yeah! Anyway don't worry about that; or technician is on his way. Of course we won't make you work here, but we do need a little help. What, you say your tea looks purple? Can't be. Why would we poison you here -- do you think we're going to sacrifice fifty kids you to a dark god? Impossible!

Babysit 50 kids with Jamke for two hours. No kid should leave the room, for your their own safety.

Azelle and I need to call the police and get the heck out of here

#skele answers your questions

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strawberry-lemonade-kisses · 2 years

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Warnings: Manga Spoilers, Final arc Spoilers, mentioned character death

The tension was thick, almost palpable between the 5 occupants of the table. No one was speaking, lost in thought at the proposition Uzui Tengen had presented.

"I'll do it" Shinjuro's gravelly voice cut through the unbearable silence.

"Father no, you've been out of the field for far too long"

"Do you think that changes anything? I'm in far better shape to fight than you are. Both of you, actually" Tengen’s eyebrows furrowed at the words, shifting so he sat straighter next to the elder flame hashira. "I'll go myself"

"No," Kyojuro interrupted his father, "absolutely not. If Muzan gets to them that means he went through everyone else. EVERYONE. Even if he was weakened, you by yourself won't be able to do anything. I think all three of us should do it" you placed a cautious hand on your husband's wrist. He didn't look down, just carefully patting your hand with his free hand, Acknowledging your anxiety.

"Kyojuro, you cannot die now" Shinjuro turned his full attention towards his eldest son. "I have lost my wife, I neglected you both for far too long. Allow me to atone" Shinjuro’s eyes were misty as he looked at his son, almost pleading with him to listen. "You have a family, a beautiful daughter. You know Senjuro better than I do. I need you to stay back and take care of them" Kyojuro didn't try to hide his shock at his father's words. Finally looking at you next to him. You squeezed his hand in reassurance, sending him a small smile before he turned back to his father.

"Sir, this was asked as my final mission for the corps, you would be working under me if you decide to do this"

"He's not doing this!" Kyojuro spoke, louder than he had been. Almost yelling.

"Mommy" you leaned back, looking down the hallway where your daughter stood, the worn lion plushy hanging by her side. You stood, removing yourself from your husband's side to go meet your daughter. Squatting down you greeted her.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" you tucked an untamed curl behind her ear and out of her face. She peered behind you at your husband's fuming figure

"Why did daddy yell?" You looked behind you at Kyojuro who had taken to deep breathing, attempting to soothe his own rage.

"Because uncle Tengen is going away for a little bit and he's really excited. Why aren't you in bed?" Hinata shrugged, pulling the lion plushy against her chest.

"Can you read?" You nodded, allowing her smaller hand to grasp onto your fingertips and lead you back to her room. She tucked herself back into her bed, having her lion do the same as she sat laid there, watching you pick out a book from her small shelf.

"Mommy?"

"Hm?" You didn't turn away from her shelf

"Is daddy going?" That made you turn, pulling a random book with you as you smiled.

"I don't know baby, you know daddy and uncle Tengen are best friends. He might go, but he might not. Grandpa wants to go as well, but three people might be too much. We'll see, but don't worry. I'll have daddy tell you in the morning, okay?" She nodded blonde and red curls bouncing with each shake of her head.

"I can't let you go too, Kyojuro. You're Not the flame hashira anymore for a reason, you were almost killed, your spine isn't the same, your balance isn't the same and it's been 2 years" Tengen finally interjected. Agreeing with the elder flame hashira on the matter.

"Tengen...please"

"You've got a kid, man. You've got a family, we're here to protect families so no one else has to live without a complete family, what would be the point if we let that happen to your family?" Kyojuro sighed, dejected. He worked for years for this, for a chance to finally take out and end the rain of terror the king of demons had bestowed on Japan.

"You guys have families as well though?" Tengen laughed.

"The girls and I have been prepared to die for years" it was a morbid sentence. "Any one of the missions we went on there was a chance of one of us not coming back. They are my first priority, I am my last. But defeating the demon king after he took my hand? That's some flashy revenge" Senjuro finally piped up from where he sat next to Tengen, quietly listening.

"Brother, I think it's better this way. As much as you don't like it. I'm sure you could provide assistance, even helping clean up after or dealing with the injured. You can still help. But no one wants you to die in this battle. Y/N and Hinata need you" Kyojuro was frustrated, it reflected in the twitch of his eyebrow but He also understood everyone's point.

“What else can I do then?”

Kyojuro paced your bedroom, deep in thought as he anxiously rubbed at his chin.

“Love?” you tried “My flame?” He continued his pacing, ignoring your calls as he pondered. “Kyojuro!” you spoke a bit louder, trying not to wake your daughter in the room next to you but wanting to pull your husband from his stupor. He paused, dropping his arms back to his side as he turned. “Kyojuro, come lay down, their decision is final and you know that after you, those two are incredibly stubborn” he didn’t even smile at your words, silently climbing into the blankets next to you. Pulling the gray quilts higher so you were thoroughly covered you scooted closer to your husband.

“This is what I've been waiting for, this is what I fought for. For so long, what my family has been fighting for.” he sighed, frustrated at the turn of events.

“I know my love, but they are right. You’ve said it yourself, you can’t fight the same, no matter how much therapy and rehab you went through with Shinobu and even other outside professionals, you aren’t the same. You experienced an injury that would have killed an average man my love” you pressed a kiss to his bare shoulder, running delicate fingers over his bicep, a small gesture that you hoped would comfort his growing frustration. “I know you are upset, but you need to stop thinking about your feelings and think rationally. Tengen and Shinjuro are the best two there are to protect Kiriya, Kuina, and Kanata. They can provide physical assistance while you provide direction. Help them arrange a plan, carry them through the loss that everyone will be facing. They are young kids, they will need that help, that direction, that stability. This is going to be insanely hard my love, a lot of people won’t be coming out of that battle. You have to be there to stay strong for them, to keep everyone grounded. You made a promise to Tengen, you have to keep that” He sighed, finally accepting his fate. He laid back, pulling you down with him.

"I'm not happy about it, but I understand. I can't leave you behind anyways" You chuckled, resting your head onto his bare chest, enjoying the warmth he provided.

“Kyojuro” the man turned away from his father and brothers' shrinking figures. “I need you to promise me something” You took a step away from your husband, disappearing into the house to give the two of them some privacy. “Makio, Suma, and Hina. I need you to promise me you’ll watch over them if something happens. This could be happening at any moment and I need to know that they will be okay” Kyojuro nodded.

“Of course, anything I can do. Your wives will be taken care of, I won't marry them though. One is more than enough for me” Tengen laughed, throwing his arms around his friend and pulling him close.

“Thank you. That’s some weight off my chest” he heaved a sigh before pulling out of Kyojuro’s embrace. “Thank you Kyojuro. Good night Y/N!” he yelled back into the open door before taking his leave, going back home.

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monstas1ut2 · 3 years

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(3/3) Eren Yeager

(๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

Send a DM just to trap me (damn)

Threw your bitch in a taxi (taxi)

Wanna get drunk and nasty? (Nasty)

It was inevitable, of course he was going to find out.. Now here you are, sitting in your mothers house trying to figure out what you could've done differently. It's not only embarrassing but it sucks because that's your father, he's your everything , he's the man who adopted you. All you had to do was stay away from Eren.. though you couldn't even do that..

"Cheer up, here.. I got watermelon and pineapples.. I know it's your favorite.."

The woman with glasses, your mother handed you the soft bowl that held your favorite fruit. Her eyes staring at you softly as you were sitting on the floor. It was like you felt like you didn't deserve a bed right now.. In all honesty though, it wasn't fully your fault.

The soft, warmth that you had from the strong arms that touched you in ways... that night had kept you asleep. His hair fit his face so well and he said so many things that night that was hard to pass by. It wasn't a joke, Eren knew what he wanted.. and that was you.. and still is.

The many missed calls from him was ridiculous and the texts were everlasting. He figured he'd messed up, that or you were maybe drunk last night..? You didn't seem drunk.. that's just because you weren't.

"I should've stayed away from him..."

"Cupcake, you can't keep blaming yourself. Shorty-pants tends to be that way with Eren because of their past. There's nothing wrong with Eren technically, he lost his parents at a young age, in front of his eyes.. so he's a bit mental from that.." the words came out of Hange's throat and you nodded slowly. The thought still edged you on though, why did Levi want you away from him..?

Just because he has mommy AND daddy issues? That is a bad sign for sure, but at the same time.. Eren has done nothing but shown you his kind side. As well as his sexual side but we ain't gonna talk about that.

"So why... did dad kick me out... because of that..? Or cuz of their background together..? Eren is nothin but nice to me.. I would've backed off otherwise I ain't stupid to stay wit a nigga that beats on me.."

These words spat out in direction of no one in particular since nobody is here.. but it hurt. You wanted to scream so badly but what good would it do anyways.. Slowly slipping a pineapple chunk in your mouth. You watched as Hange was conflicted on what to say.. which is odd.

She has known Levi longer than anyone.. but Levi is still a mystery. So all she could do was direct this somewhere else...

"He'll be fine later okay? Don't worry... just.. eat your fruit, someone's comin to see ya in a little bit.. mkay?"

It's almost been a month.. and you didn't see Levi becoming fine any day now.. from what you could see, you were abandoned just like whoever your real parents were..

(๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

Standing outside to get some nice air, your eyes watched the car in the driveway pull off. It was Hange's bmw. Her mission was to get Levi to straighten up and fly right, but you told her there wasn't any need. The damage was done already.. right?

Hange does tend to make things right though, she's just that lovable of a person..

Letting out a sigh, you'd decided to finally turn your back and try to go back into the house but your ears were kinda deceiving you. Your head whipping back towards the driveway as you saw the car that was there. It wasn't Hange for sure, though that black, porche was nobody's but..

Eren's...

His taller form immediately moving from that car and eventually coming to face you.. in all honesty he wanted to yell and scream and do everything in the book.. but seeing your pretty eyes tear up was enough for him.

After a few silent minutes passed, the two of you were now wrapped up in each other. As close as you two possibly could be on the comfy couch. Just bathing in each other's scent and aura. It was a nice feeling nonetheless, but at the same time, Eren was confused as to why you were so quiet. Why didn't you answer his messages or his calls...

"I'm sorry... I ain't mean to ghost you like that... but, he uhm..."

Swallowing down the tears that were edging to release again. Eren's green eyes stared into yours, his ears ready to hear everything you had to say to him. He wasn't going to ignore these feelings you had.. why would he?

"He found out... and he didn't like it.. obviously. He kicked me out...so I live here now..." your words spilling out of your throat, it sounded like you were in pain. Your glossy eyes staring up at Eren, who happened to be a bit more annoyed than anything. The past was the past... he didn't understand why Levi was so strung up on him. The two never had good relations, they always hated each other... Maybe in a past life too..

"I'll talk to him.."

"N-No, do you have a death wish..?"

"For you... I'll do anything you want.. if you wanna come live with me that's aight with me..." Eren offered up everything he could think of. There's just this feeling, he didn't want to leave you... but he also didn't want you to be abandoned by your father...

Eren knows that technically, that's already happened to you.. but you grew up with Levi and Hange..

"We gonna talk to him together... he ain't gon kill you if I'm there.. even if he hates me.."

"He Doesn't hate you... not him... he just pissed right now." Eren was correct, Levi was simply annoyed at the fact that you decided to spend the night without his knowing... and at EREN's house nonetheless. Levi already could think about what happened in that bedroom... though if you played your cards right, you could probably make it seem like it didn't happen...

Probably...

(๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

The paperwork continued to pile over, Hange's steps being big as she stepped over the books and papers. Honestly, this has to be the first time she's seen Levi like this. His house was a mess.

And that's something you don't hear everyday.

"Shorty! Shorty mc shorty pants...? Ah!" Hange was obviously teasing the male but she ended up tripping on one of his shoes that was in his office, man was he living in this one room?

Her glasses were put back on her face as she looked up at the desk. Seeing Levi tapping on his keyboard quickly. He himself probably didn't notice the way he was living at the moment... when he does he'll probably scold himself.

"You sir, need to get it together!" Hange spoke as she stood back up, and she earned a loud and annoyed sigh from the male.

"Look, shitty-glasses I don't have time for it right now!"

"Don't yell at me! This is about your kid wanting to isolate herself from the world because you can't stop being an asshole!" Hange quickly spoke as she then moved back from Levi, making sure her distance was far... still managing to joke in instances like this.

"Stop trying to pry them apart! I've seen Eren! He treats her like a Queen and he even gives her these looks that makes it known... he's not going to hurt her... not to mention she might hurt him first.. physically.. I've seen her throw a shoe at him once.." Hange chuckled out at her last sentence but Levi didn't seem like he was in a laughing mood.. nor was he ever...

"Fine" Hange huffed, her cheeks reddened at the fact that she couldn't persuade Levi-that's what she thought-and she immediately left his office, though came back and kicked one of the books over...

The two slender fingers he had was pinching the bridge of his nose, trying to surpass the headache that already arrived.

"Get out.."

"Daddy I ain't do nothin wit him, I just fell asleep I swear..-"

"I don't care!"

(๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

"I'm tired.. I'm goin to sleep Ight..? Pick me up tomorrow..." your words softly sliding out as Eren stared at your soft lips. This however made you smile and wrap your arms around him. Pulling him down to your height to kiss him gently. His lips still tasting like sugar...

Today, Eren kept you company and he even offered to take you out tomorrow... so all wasn't lost..

Eventually you'd closed your bedroom door and decided to get ready for bed. Gently laying in your bed after putting a scarf and bonnet on your head. The soft pillow was cold and that only made you a tiny bit more happier...

Knock knock

As you were about to close your eyes, the sound of knocking was on your door. That could be nobody but Hange... right? Considering this is her house but normally she just opens the door... without knocking..

"Come in...?" In a bit of a confused tone, you'd propped yourself up so you could get a better look at the door.

"Why say 'come in' if you're unsure... you're going to get yourself killed.."

"Daddy!" Your voice shrilled with happiness... and all Levi could feel was that same energy.. he may not like your little... boyfriend.. but he loves you.. his beautiful daughter...

(๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ Masterlist 2

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vannybarber · 3 years

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The Prenup: Part Three

Summary: After four years of being together and finally being engaged, Chris wants you to sign a prenup.

Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: angst, swearing, chris getting his ass handed to him, a lot of pain.

Part One Part Two

After Chris' little sob moment, he got his shit together and went back to where his family was. There was no way he was going to get you back crying like a baby when he was at fault. He needed to fix this, but you had to be on board in order first

He sits back on the couch, his mother and siblings not even realizing he entered the room, for they were having their own squabble. Scott's voice being the loudest out of everyone of course.

He sees his phone and goes to grab it. Carly notices him and speaks up.

"Chris is there anywhere you think she could be? Any place you guys have gone that's sentimental or something?" She's trying her best, but it wasn't enough. For all Chris knew, you could've been in numerous places. Everywhere you went was special.

When you both aren't working, you're on an adventure after another. You both loved to explore and were the perfect partners for each other to do it. You guys had traveled everywhere.

"I have no idea. I really fucked up and I don't even know where to begin to fix this" he breathes out, voice wavering gradually at every word. "Why do I always do this?"

It's Lisa's turn to speak up. "Do what?"

"Why do I always sabotage everything good in my life? Specifically love. It's like whenever it gets too good to be true, I back away. This time, I decided to wait four years to mess this up."

"Chris," Shanna calls. "You have a good woman." She pauses. "A great woman. She has put up with your shit and gave up so much to be with you. That's exactly what you wanted. Someone to really prove their love for you and she did that. You cannot go back on that now."

"Look how that's going." Scott doesn't fail to add a snarky remark.

"Scott I'm not going to tell you again. Quit it." Lisa barks and pops the back of his head. Scott goes silent.

"Okay but what if I messed up for good this time?" He looks up and straight at Shanna. "I have never seen her like this. I don't think anyone has ever hurt her this bad before." And he was right. You'd never experienced this much emotional pain before and the love of your life is to blame.

"Well you don't know that unless you find out. You can't just sit around here and feel sorry for yourself because believe it or not, you have no reason to." Shanna is completely right. Now it was up to Chris. But first he needed to figure out where you were.

He grabs his phone and goes to your contact. He finds you and clicks. All your info pops up and he debates on whether he should call or message. As he's deciding, his eyes wander lower to the location box. He sees your icon on the map.

His mouth opens, but nothing leaves it. Your location was on. It had been on the entire freaking time.

"Chris what's wrong?" Lisa walks over and the kids perk up.

"Y/N's location has been on all this time. I can see where she is now!" He clicks your icon and waits for it to load. A little hope has risen inside of him. One step closer.

"Well this is good. Now you can go to her. I just hope she doesn't want to kill you when she sees you." Shanna scratches the back of her neck because she knows what you're capable of.

Last year, your sister's boyfriend was messing around with your cousin's girlfriend and it got exposed at the dinner table infront of everyone.

Chris and his family had been invited and everything was going great. But then one of your other cousins decided to start some mess and pointed out how it was so strange that they were so close and always hung out together. They weren't wrong either.

Turns out they've been hooking up behind their backs for a while and all hell broke loose. Your sister and cousin are both very sensitive people. Their feelings get hurt fast and this absolutely tore them to pieces. That pissed you off and you went straight for the girlfriend. Then you went for the boyfriend but only got a kick to the spleen before Chris snatched you up.

She went to the hospital with a broken nose and dislocated jaw. The boyfriend had pain in his spleen for weeks on end. You apologized to the Evans' for your riveting hospitality, but Scott backed you up and stated that 'you did what you had to do'.

From that day forward, they did not get on your bad side. But you'd never hurt them. You had a great relationship with all of them. Something rare with in-laws. But not the Evans'.

Your location finally loaded and you were pinned at the Liberty, almost an hour from where you guys lived. Chris didn't even need to ask himself why you were so far away. He knew why.

"Okay I found her. She's at a hotel about about an hour away. Who knows what she'll do next, so I need to go right now." He moves to get his jacket and shoes. Slipping them on he grabs his keys and heads out the door, yelling an 'I'll be back soon' just before closing it.

Pregnant, tired, once again and alone. This should not be the case. You should be at home with your fianceé discussing how you'd break the news to your families about your new addition. But instead, there you are eating Domino's and binge watching the first and only season of a new show you found to get your mind off of things.

Its about a district attorney who's son had been found as a suspect for the murder of his schoolmate. What didn't help was the fact that the father, Andy Barber, looked almost identical to Chris. And the way Andy would interact with his son had you thinking about how he would react to your little surprise.

Would he be happy? Would it be too much for him? Seeing that you guys had just now got engaged after 4 years, you didn't see him too excited to add a baby in just yet. You hadn't even gotten married. Not to mention you just pushed that off the table.

You got your mind racing again, so you turned off the show and just sat quietly, succumbing to your thoughts. First, you guys needed to solve your problem before you tell him anything of the current events. Should you call him and tell him to come over? How were you gonna approach him?

Staying mad was off the table as soon as you saw the pregnancy results. You had to be mature for your new family. That meant pushing aside your anger and solving this prenup issue. Then you'd tell him about the baby. You just needed the chance.

And your chance had arrived when Chris pulled up to the parking lot of the hotel. Your icon was still at the location. He rushed to get out and inside, heading to the front desk.

"Hi! Is a Y/N Y/LN checked in here?" His fingers tap the counter in anticipation. The clerk is taken aback but checks the computer infront of him anyway.

"Uh, no sir there isn't anyone here by that name." The clerk shook his head and looked back up at him. Chris sighs and thinks. An idea comes to his head. It doesn't sound reasonable, but he had to at least try it.

"Okay um..how about a Y/N Evans?" The clerk looks back at the computer and types.

"Yes! There's a Y/N Evans in room 263 on the 3rd floor." Chris' heart leaped. You used his last name. After all that went down, you still went by his last name. He was gaining hope by the minute.

"She's my fianceé. Is there a way I could have a key to her room? It's super important" he begged.

"Well we're not allowed to give room keys out randomly. It's policy. But I could call up to confirm with Ms. Evans, if you'd like?" Chris accepted the offer, but not before correctly the clerk to calling you Mrs. Evans.

You jump slightly when you hear the phone ring. You stretch your arm and pick it up from the receiver.

"Hello?"

"Hi Mrs Evans! I have a-"

There was a pause before he continued,

"Mr. Evans down here at the lobby that wants to see you. Should I send him up?"

You swear in that exact moment all the saliva in your mouth dried up and your mouth was sealed shut. He had found you and and wanted to see you. But how? Anyways, you had to face him sooner or later. You freaking live together and you can't stay at that hotel forever.

"Mrs. Evans? Are you alright?" You snap out of your immobile state and clear your throat.

"Um..yes. You can send him up." You scold yourself for not putting up a bigger fight. But what for? It would only make shit worse than it already was.

"Alright ma'am. He'll be up shortly."

"Okay thank you." You quickly slam the phone on the receiver and let your body hit the mattress. Well, there's no turning back now.

You don't know how long you were laying there, but it couldn't have been long because you heard a knock at the door. You shoot up and stare at it.

Another knock.

"Y/N?"

You move your body towards the door taking a deep breath. You can do this Y/N. Get it together. This is Chris for goodness sake.

You turn the knob and pull the door back, Chris coming into view staring right back at you.

"Hi baby."

pls- this dramatic ass ending 😭 this was gonna be the last part, but dialogue/ just kept coming at me as I was writing 🥴.

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qianoir · 3 years

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After Midnight 2 - Rhiannon

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: college dropout!Ten (WayV) x fem!reader

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: non-idol au, angst with fluff on top

𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 13+

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: cursing (censored), lying, family problems, mentions death of reader's father, romance, this part determines the reader’s age but feel free to ignore

♡ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.5k

𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭: @staysstrays

Preview < 1 < 2

𝟏𝟎:𝟎𝟎 𝐀𝐌

Should I call him? No! What if it wasn't meant for me? Idiot, there was no one else in the café of course it was meant for you! What if it's a prank? It's probably the number to a McDonald’s or something. And if it's not..? What if he never comes into the café again?

You woke up in a freezing cold room with an acquainted boy named "Ten Lee" on your mind, contemplatively staring into his napkin before finally deciding to text him.

You typed the 11 digits into your phone.

Ok... now what do I say?

Hi Ten, this is Y/N from Décalcomanie.

Hi Ten, this is Y|

Why do I even care about this so much? It's just a text and for all I know this kid could be some kind of siren-vampire trying to seduce me with song lyrics at nighttime.. is that even possible?

Hi Mr. Lee this is Y/N from Décalcomanie.

Why so formal? Oh God I sent it..

It’s done.

You grabbed a towel and prepared a quick shower before continuing the rest of the morning. Intruding thoughts about Mr. Lee fill your mind under the water.. like.. why does he only visit the café at night? Your prior superstitious suspicions about him being a vampire fall back in mind.

At least if I get to be a vampire I can live this timeline as a doctor and make my mom happy, then be a dancer for eternity.

As much as you did not know about Ten, you still knew quite a bit about him. His favorite combination at the café is an iced Americano with pandan cake, his favorite color is black— you assume since it's the only color his outfits consist of, and he has a younger sister, which you found out after hearing him say 妹妹 over the phone one night.

The loud text notification sounds throughout the bathroom and you nearly slip trying to quickly finish your shower to check the new message.

Mom (Work)

My daughter! Your grandmother is sick, I am going to Incheon to bring her medicine and groceries so I need you to open the café today. I should be back to take over at 2 o’clock. Be careful on your own!

Unwrapping your body of your towel to dress into a nice outfit, you sighed knowing your Saturday would be another day spent on your sore feet. The café opens at 11 AM so you would only be working an extra few hours, but you hoped your mom would let you take a slice of delicacy home for the filial overtime.

“Aya!”

Another loud notification tone beamed from your phone, forcing your name brooch to prick at your fingertip. The screen luminated with an unknown number.

Contact Not Found

hihi Y/N! no need to be so formal with me! I'm only from ‘96 :)

Contact ‘TEN’ Added

TEN

are you free today? I was wondering if you wanted to get coffee and ice cream, if you're not sick of the smell yet ;p

You frowned remembering the plans your mother made for your day.

Y/N

I'm so sorry Ten my mom wants me to work opening for the café today :(

Figuring that was your ending, you packed a bag full of necessities for the day and walked to Décalcomanie.

TEN

why don't I come over there? the café serves bingsoo this time of year right? it’s barely the afternoon, not many people will be dining. we could still hang out if you’re down?

Butterflies soared in your stomach just like they do every night at 11:59 PM.

Y/N

Yeah that sounds perfect :)

TEN

okk see you soon!

Eek!

It felt so weird to think of seeing him in the daytime, especially after just mentally accusing him of being a bloodsucker.

Upon your entrance, the café was soon bright with morning light and you patiently awaited Ten’s arrival. Nearly an hour had gone by and there was no sign of him. You didn't think he would flake out, but you barely know each other so why wouldn't he?

Ten was right; it was pretty empty here this morning. You bent forward to hand one of the regular old women her tea in the Décalcomanie’s prettiest teacup upon your mother’s request of the best service for all of her regular customers.

The bell chimed with an open door. Your eyes blinked to the woman's upturned phone by her saucer.

𝟏𝟏:𝟓𝟗 𝐀𝐌

Could it be? You laughed at the irony in the thought, but when you looked up from the woman’s table, a rice cake cheeked boy stood across from you.

"I'm here!" He announced to the entire floor.

You bowed a greeting like you do for every customer and ushered him to the bar, "Sit down over here." where he sat in front of your standing form. "What type of bingsoo have you come in for, sir?" You teased.

"Coconut with vanilla ice cream! And.. two spoons?"

You blushed at the thought of sharing subtle intimacy with the fine young man before your eyes. You had only just met him, but you saw no harm in sharing a dessert with him as you would do with friends.. if you had them.

Nodding and running off to make the icy dessert, you heard the ripple of a writing pen. From the corner of your eye, peeked Ten orchestrating an English poem onto a stray napkin, his brown bangs falling on the bridge of his nose. These little actions made your heart jump; his passion for various styles of music felt so endearing to you.

You paid for the grandiose bowl of sugar and presented it to Ten. His phone lit up with a notification and you took notice of his wallpaper: Him with a disgusted looking boy that he was French kissing on the cheek. I'm not judging but.. whomst?

"Who's that?" You asked, handing him a spoon, taking another for yourself.

He glanced at his phone and blushed, breaking out in quiet giggles.

"That's my friend, Yangyang. We really enjoy our time together."

You hummed and smiled. They seem to have a good friendship, but you were still curious to know more about this Yangyang guy.

"So you attend university?" Ten asked before shoveling a high spoon of ice flakes into his mouth.

"I'm a sophomore at SNU." You replied, mirroring his bold eating style.

Ten spoke with surprised eyes, "Really!? That's a fancy school. Wow～ you must be really smart."

"Not really.. I'm studying dance. All I do is move my feet."

"I'm a dancer, too! It's a really hard and beautiful art, you shouldn't sell yourself short for being a part of it." He genuinely advised.

You looked down after thanking him for his kind words, suddenly feeling very bashful. "How old are you, by the way? You calling me Mr. Lee this morning is all I've been thinking about." You both laughed.

"I'm 20, turning 21 this year.” He nodded. "You're from ‘00? Yangyang is the same age as you!" He exclaims.

"I’ve never met someone my age! How many friends do you have?"

"I have a few, but I’m closest to a specific six and we all live together."

"It must be nice to have so many friends. It’s been a little difficult for me to make friends this semester.." You stirred some melted ice cream around your side of the bowl, suddenly feeling very lonely in Ten’s personal presence.

"You should come over sometime! We love new friends!" He was pleading with his eyes for you to agree.

"Oh.. I don't want to intrude-" "No really! We would love to have your company. Here..." He flipped over the napkin he was previously writing on and scribbled a short address on it, sliding it over to you.

"You should come by tomorrow evening. 5 o'clock if it works for you." Ten says before finishing off the last bit of flavored dairy in the bowl.

You scanned over the inked napkin in your hand.

97 Saemunanro, Sinmunno 1 il-ga, Jongnogu, Seoul

"It's apartment number 117. Just call me when you get there because we may not be able to hear your knocks over the screaming." You looked at him in slight concern, but he only smiled in return.

Ten took out his card to pay for the bingsoo, but you stopped him. "Oh I already paid for the both of us!"

"Aww you didn't have to," Ten frowned, but handed me $20 anyways, "Here take this at least. A tip for my favorite barista." He winked and ran out of the café before you could protest.

"REMEMBER 5 O'CLOCK!"

Ten shouted, bumping into a man, who cursed at him, profusely bowing on the way out. You shook your head at his silliness and flipped the napkin over to a pretty poem.

She is like a cat in the dark and then

she is the darkness

She rules her life like a fine skylark

and when the sky is starless

To Be Continued…

Rhiannon by Fleetwood Mac

𝘲𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘪𝘳

#wayv x reader #ten x reader #nct x reader #wayv imagines #wayv angst #wayv fluff #ten imagines #ten angst #ten fluff

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testhemess · 3 years

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Lady Dimitrescu x reader

Part 2

(reader is GN)

You've been at this mansion for a while, working under Lady Dimitrescu. Safe to say you haven't died yet, but that doesn't mean you haven't had any close calls. Servants that work here don't last long, they get replaced immediately when they "mysteriously go missing."

The only reason they keep getting more workers each day, is the high pay that she gives out. And that offer attracts anyone alike, unbeknownst that they just signed their death sentence. You've been working for her for about a couple weeks. Besides Lady Dimitrescu's main butler, you're the longest lasting employee in the manor. Unlike the fools that walked in here under free will, you however were forced.

Your father owed alot of money to her, but when he couldn't pay it back, he was as sure as dead. He was gonna be killed if he didn't get the money, until you offered yourself instead. She didn't like the idea of you being the "payment", but she didn't complain when she tried your blood for the first time. She moaned in delight at the taste and agreed for you being the payment after that.

"They'll do nicely~" you were terrified, but kept a brave facade as you stared into the face of death. You father was scared for you and angry that you were sacrificing yourself for him. But his complaints and worry fell deaf on your ears, you didn't care about yourself. You just wanted to protect him and the family, because we all know she wouldn't have stopped at him. So you're just making it easier in everyone.

On the first day of working there you were bitten by Lady Dimitrescu And her daughters, they kept you alive since they figured out how rare and delicious you tatsed. Keeping you around like a cow for the slaughter.

"Only the best for my girls~" Is what she would say when they would nibble on you. Don't get me wrong, it hurt like hell each time they but you, but they did have a good doctor on staff that would visit occasionally to patch you up.

You were a hard worker, you did as you were told, you didn't ask too many questions, and you've had to get rid of few too many bodies around the mansion. It felt almost degrading that they kept you alive as a snack and force you to do manual labor. You came home everyday to a broken father, he drank his sorrows away from having his oldest child be toy to those vampires. One day from coming home from "hell", he almost died from alcohol poisoning and had to stay in bed for a while. That's what's been motivating you to work, to take in the suffering, the bites and the close brushes with death. You had to do it, for your family.

You sigh audibly as you scrub the marble floor with your brush, you worried for your father and longed to return home to help take care of him. You were trying desperately to get a blood stain out of the carpet from an early lunch the daughters consumed, and boy we're you getting tired.

"Mx. (l/n)?" You turn around to see the old butler, Lady Dimitrescu's trusted servant.

" Yes sir?"

" I need you to fetch this wine bottle for me, a special guest is coming over, Lady Dimitrescu's orders" he hands you a crumpled note, it had the name and date of the wine, as well the color to look for.

"where's the wine?" You asked scanning over the paper.

"It is in the basement, fetch it for me Mx. (l/n)" before you could ask anymore questions, he was gone. You looked around and sighed cleaning up your bucket and brush.

You walked around the mansion looking for any hatch or door to the basement, but no luck. You groan to yourself about fed up that he didn't tell you where to go, you were still reletivly new damn it.

"Mx. (l/n), are you in need of assistance?" A fellow servant came up to you with a smile.

" Yes, do you know where the entrance of the basement is?" Their smile faded to a serious look.

"why do you need to go down there?"

"Lady Dimitrescu requested a specific wine that she has stored down there, I'm trying to retrieve it" they looked to the side and pulled you in a room, shutting the door behind them.

"Hey, you could've just told me out there" they grabbed your shoulders.

"That basement is dangerous...you can't retrieve that wine"

"But I have too, or else they'll biteme again, and then I won't be able to walk for the rest of the day." You take their hands off your shoulder and eye the servant suspiciously. "What's in the basement?"

"Monsters, and tortured victims.."

" What do you mean by monsters?" They stayed silent and reached in their bag, only to pull out a big kitchen knife. They handed it to you fast.

"You're a good kid, it'd be a shame to lose such a hard worker in this hell hole. Use that to protect yourself on your venture"

"I-i dont need this big of a knife!" You said nervously eyeing the knife in your hands.

" Trust me..you'll need it. Take a torch with you, and get out as fast as you can, okay kid?" You nod slowly not understanding their reaction.

They walk over to the end of the room and pull on something inside the fire place. All of sudden you could hear the sound of stones rubbing against each other, a small crawl space opened leading into some inner stone steps. You looked at the spot in slight worry.

"Why is there a secret passage to get to the basement??"

"Don't ask too many questions, now get goin, but be careful." They gave you a small push and left the room. You sighed and crawled in the space, dusting yourself off when you got through. You grabbed a torch from the wall and looked down the stone steps, you swallowed nervously.

"Let's get this over with.."

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supersizemeplz · 4 years

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Autumn Leaves & Cookie Thieves

Erik ‘Dadmonger’ Stevens x Black PlusSized Reader

Another #supersizedfic short. Am I the only one ready for fall and all that follows, season-wise?

Temperatures had began to dip, and the sun set sooner than it had weeks before. Fall was here. The leaves had began their color change, leaving very few with their green color. It was time for pumpkin spice and everything nice.

The sounds of the electric mixer gave a low whirring as it whipped up some cookie dough. Amari stood next to you as she watched everything you did, mentally taking notes. The sweet aroma of sugar cookies and cinnamon filled the air as you took out some cookie cutters.

"Mama, mama! Can I do them this time?" The seven year old eagerly grinned, leaning toward you as you stood in front of the big bowl of dough. Her bows clacked and bounced as she happily watched you agree. Handing her the leaf shaped cookie cutter, you guided her through her first few before letting her do the rest on her own. Once she finished, she looked to you for your approval.

"Oooo. These are perfect. You're such a good helper." You complimented and she smiled. Saying a proud 'thanks, mommy'. "You're welcome, baby.. How about we check on these other cookies? Maybe we can frost them."

Slipping the raw cookies into the oven, you turned to her as you smiled. She nodded, getting off her stepping stool and heading over to the table. Waiting for you, she watched as you took the cookies from the cooling rack to plate them. Coolness confirmed.

Breaking one in half, you handed her a piece. She happily accepted it, biting into the soft dessert with a hum. "These are gooddd." You chuckled, tasting the treat for yourself. They were good. That recipe from tik tok actually worked and you were impressed.

Heading to the cabinets, you opened them in search of the frosting you'd bought. Because you didn't feel like going through making your own. "Oh snap." You face palmed, remembering you'd forgotten to buy some. The grocery store didn't have the flavor you'd wanted and you'd forgotten to stop at another to get it. "Looks like we have to make a quick trip, 'Mari. I forgot the frosting."

She looked to you, finishing her cookie. "Okay, mommy. I'll go get my shoes." You nodded and she was on her way. Hearing her bows once she disappeared around the corner.

"Erikkk." You sang, making your way into the living room. Seeing both him and Jadaka relaxing on the couch as they watched a movie. They both laid the same way, hand on stomach and feet crossed.

"Wassup mama?" He smacked your thigh, biting on his both lip. You rolled your eyes, smiling as you stood beside him. His eyes looked to you, giving you his attention.

"I'm going to the store for some frosting, and I have some cookies in the oven. And I need for you to NOT eat the cookies." You looked at the two with a hand on your hip. "They are off limits. Which means no taste testing, you heard?"

Erik chuckled, sitting up to pull you closer. He looked up at you, palming your thighs. Controlling himself enough to not give your ass a two handed smack because of Jadaka. His hands massaged your thighs as he repeated what you said. "I heard you, ma. Loud and clear."

"You betta have, sir.." You pecked his lips and he hummed before he let your thighs go. "'Mari you ready, baby?"

"Yes ma'am." Her footsteps accompanied her voice and you seen her come down the stairs. She met you at the door, opening it and stepping into the cool air.

The walk to the car was brisk, and you both buckled up. Amari sang along to the song on the radio as you left the driveway. You'd found yourself humming along as well, singing the Beyoncé lyrics as if you'd written them.

Suddenly, you thought to glance in the back seat. Why have you been so forgetful lately? Your purse was still at home, on the table in the kitchen. Turning in an empty parking lot, you made the short trip back to your house. Thankful you weren't too far out before you remembered.

"Come on, baby. I gotta run in and get my purse. Might as well use the bathroom too." Turning off the car, you both headed inside. The television was still on, and you'd figured the boys were still watching their movie. Making your way to the kitchen, you slowed as you heard your husband.

"Your mama know she can bake her butt off." Erik hummed, mumbling the compliment with a full mouth. Jadaka hummed in agreement, not wanting to stop his chewing. You peeked around the corner, catching sight of the two cookie thieves.

Amari popped up behind you, peeking around you to see what you were looking at. "Heyyy, those cookies are for after dinner." The duo of taste testers paused, looking at each other before putting the evidence behind their backs.

Erik chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand. "Heyy, my two favorite girls. I thought y'all were gone." Jadaka didn't make eye contact, oblivious to the few crumbs on his shirt. Both you and Amari crossed your arms.

"We were, but I forgot my wallet. But I see you forgot something too.." You raised an eyebrow, referring to when you told the sneaky two that the cookies were off limits. They still held their half eaten cookies behind their backs. You motioned to them, fighting a chuckle. "Lemme see em'."

Defeated, they both revealed their hands. Jadaka's held a half eaten cookie and Erik's held two. Just as you'd suspected. Amari gasped as if she didn't know they'd still held the evidence. You chuckled at that, seeing Erik's lip twitch from the smile he was fighting.

"They just smelt sooo good." Jadaka pouted, looking up at you. His big brown orbs did their magic, gifting you his sweetest puppy eyes. "We're really sorry, mommy and 'Mari. Right, baba?" He looked up at his father who nodded along.

Erik pokes out his bottom lip for dramatics, making it tremble. Mumbling a 'really sorry'. You looked at the two with playful thought before looking to Amari. "What do you think, baby girl? Should we forgive them?"

She put a finger to her chin, tapping it as she hummed in thought. "Hmmm.." Dramatic like her father. "We might, if Baba agrees to get us some ice cream to go with out cookies and read me two bedtime stories tonight." She held up two fingers to show she meant business. You grinned, looking to Erik.

"And I get one of your foot rubs and bubble baths after you put the kids to bed." He smiled at your demand, nodding and verbally agreeing to both you and Amari. Looking to Jadaka, he awaited his turn. Squatting down, you motioned him to you.

"Yes ma'am?" He approached, looking to you. You smiled, poking his tummy playfully.

"You, mister..owe me a bunch of hugs and kisses." You pulled him to you, hugging him and pecking his cheeks with silly kisses. He laughed, giving you a full smile as he hugged you back. Amari joined and you smiled at their joined laughter. Her giggling a 'you’re silly mommy'.

"I want hugs and kisses too.." You heard Erik pout. When you looked at him, his lips were poked out and his arms were folded. Amari and Jadaka ran over to him, jumping into his arms and kissing his cheek. Replying a 'there you go, baba'. He beamed a smile, thanking them for the affection. "None from mommy?"

You playfully rolled your eyes, smiling as you made your way to him. Such a big baby.

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ladywinterwitch · 4 years

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Run Away (Eight- What You Gotta Do)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Avenger! Reader

Summary: You and Steve complete each other. Your love is that strong and devoted kind of love that pushes people to things like marriage, making a family. You couldn't imagine that a baby would be something you really wished, until the possibility wasn't your choice anymore.

Warnings: A bit of angst, pregnancy talk, mentions of injuries, mentions of abandonement (mild), fluff, reader is still an emotional rollercoaster, cursing and swearing, smut, unprotected sex (too late for these two lmao), oral sex (f recieving), brief mentions of body insicurities, Bucky’s a puppy dog.

Words Count: 5289

A/n: Part eight! I can’t believe that I’ve actually come this far lmao. Plus, me posting stuff with less than 44827 years of distance with each other? A miracle. I always said that I would wrap it up at 10 chapters,but while writing this chapter I realized that I will need one or two extra chapters + the epilogue. We’ll see. For now I’m happy to be able to write lol. Series masterlist here, main masterlist here. Enjoy <3

ps: Chris’s look in that gif,,,chile

(gif not mine)

In the following week you saw Steve once a day, just to assure that he was doing fine. He wasn' sleeping in your shared room for the moment, but in a spare bedroom. You knew that you were probably being harsh with him, but you were so mad. It wasn't the first time that he did something stupid to try and save others. Hell, just think about that damned plane crash that put him in the ice in the first place.

You understood the reasons why, and basically everyone tried to talk with you and kinda 'sugar coat it' but the issue wasn't that you didn't understand: the issue was that he couldn't afford to think only about himself. Was it selfish on your behalf to think that way? Maybe. But you couldn't help it. You told yourself that it would've been different if you were just married, or just lovers. His decisions would've still been his. But now it's different. In less than six months he would've become a father. And that comes with responsibility. Wasn't he the first to tell you how important it was for you to put aside your job, for months or maybe even forever, just for the wellbeing of the creature inside you? That kid is yours just as much as he's his.

You and Bucky went out for a shopping trip that afternon. You would've asked Wanda, but she and Vision went to Clint's farm for a few days to see him and his family. Steve still had to be inside the tower, since he wasn't fully healed yet. You knew that he was watching a football game with Sam now, while Tony and Bruce were working on a new project, and Thor went to Asgard for a while to go check that Loki and Odin weren't at each other's throats.

You didn't mind Bucky's company at all. And in any case it wasn't like you felt like going out with Steve, not just yet. The brunette drove you both to the mall where he parked and then you went inside.

-So, what absolutely exciting and girly shops I have to visit today?- he asked while you curled your hand around his bicep. You laughed, looking up at him while you walked.

-Well, this mama is getting bigger every day, so I really can't wear my old clothes. I wouldn't even fit in them, and I can't go on with you guys' hoodies and t-shirts. I mean, I'm still a woman. Who said I can't look good while pregnant?- you responded, dragging him to a maternity clothes shop. As soon as you entered like half of the women in the shop turned to look at Bucky. You glanced at him and saw that he blushed and was looking everywhere except them. You bit you lip to not smile while you started to look around at the clothes. You made sure to engage in conversations with him to try and take the attention away.

-Damn homie, I think you just made those women regret their partners.- you said lowly so only he could hear you, and being a super enhanced supersolier, he did hear you very clearly. He snapped his head towards you with a look of disbelief on his face. His expression was so funny that you couldn't help but laugh. He looked around quickly then got closer to you.

-Stop it! It's already embarassing without you pointing it out.- he whined with a low voice. You stopped laughing but you couldn't help but smile, pressing your lips together.

-It's just so funny to me, because I understand these women. Turns out that pregnancy doesn't only make you sick, but also terribly horny.- you rose an eyebrow and he face palmed himself. You laughed again.

-Too much information, doll.- he groaned. You chuckled, putting in his hands a bunch of clothes. He caught them with both arms and followed you like a puppy to the changing rooms.

-Thank you kind sir, now I'm gonna see if they fit then I promise we're out of here.- you joked, hanging the clothes into the changing room. You closed the tent and he let himself fall delicately on one of the couches. He looked around while he waited but it turned out to be a bad idea when he saw the women from the various isles and even the shop's staff looking at him. He awkwardly smiled and then looked back at the closed changing room, sinking in his seat and covering the side of his face with a hand nonchalantly. He heard a few muffled giggles but no ne bothered him.

-Y/n are you done?- he asked, more embarassed than anything. Suddenly she pulled back the tent and started to gather a few of the garments in her hand. Bucky's gaze got caught on her figure. It was essentially the first time that she wore something fitting and not exaggerately large, so her belly was fully on display, even more so since she was turned to the side. The man felt a mix of emotions all at once and didn't quite catch the first time she called him.

-Buck, did you hear me?- he snapped out of it and stood to his feet, blinking a few times.

-It looks great.- he commented. You had on a nice flowery minidress, the sleeves were short and puffy, the square neckline showed just enough cleavage to remain classy, the breast area was tight but just below the skirt was soft and fell perfectly on your figure, showing the belly. You looked at him with a smile, chuckling slightly.

-Yeah, it fits well doesn't it? I'm getting these,- he gave a three dresses, two shirts, two t-shirts, two pairs of jeans and a pencil skirt to him, while she had other stuff in her own hands. -And I'm leaving these.- she sighed.

-Would you do me a favor? I'm dropping these off, meanwhile could you go to the pay desk? I'll be there in a sec.- he nodded and you thanked him while you walked away to the isles. Bucky walked towards the counter and dropped the garments on the desk, giving a quick smile to the girl behind it. He pulled out from the back pocket of his jeans the wallet and then the credit card, which was obviously Tony's, and put it on the glass above the counter. He waited a few seconds until the clerk, which was a nice girl with black hair and amber like eyes, spoke to him.

-So, how far are you guys?- she asked. Bucky almost choked on air at that phrase.

-Oh we- - he was about to say, but you arrived at his side and saved the situation. You smiled kindly at the girl and gave a pat on Bucky's arm.

-I'll be exactly of five months in a week, and he's more like the uncle than the father.- she tileted her head towards the brunette. The clerk smirked.

-Is he now?- she said rethorically. Then added, -That would be 277$. You're paying with cash or card?- Bucky gave her the Visa and she thanked him, finishing the payment. Y/n glanced at him with a knowing look and a slight smirk. He rolled his eyes and shook his head a little, she furrowed her brows as if to ask 'Why?' and he just mouthed 'No', so she didn't push. For now.

-Thank you for your purchase, congratulations and we hope to see you soon.- the girl said with courtesy, her gaze lingering a bit on the man, whom didn't return the look. You could see the slight disppointment of the girl.

-Thank you, have a nice day.- you saluted her and then headed out with Bucky. An hour had already passed and you still had in mind to buy a few things, but first you needed a break.

-I desperately want a piece of cake. What do you think?- you elbowed him delicately to catch his attention. He turned his head and nodded, still carrying the two bags. You arrived at the mall's cafe and ordered. He picked an iced coffe and you a slice of cheesecake and some tea, knowing that coffe wasn't that good for pregnancy. You took a seat at one of the tables outside, even tho you were still technically inside the mall.

-So, wanna tell me why you didn't accept the clear as the sun advances that the pretty shop assistant did?- you brought the fork to your mouth. He huffed and shrugged.

-Because I am not interested. I don't think I'm in the right mindspace to date right now.- he responded. You exhaled, tilting your head slightly to the side.

-Buck, I know that it didn't end up that smoothly with Nat, but she's gone.- she realized how that sounded like and quickly corrected herself, -I mean, not gone. But...gone, you know?- you cringed at your own words and he snorted.

-Very smooth y/n.- he joked, earning a glare from you.

-Shut up, I'm trying to help here. What I meant that while I understand that things with Nat didn't end up in the best of ways, she went away to give both of you the space you need to get back on your feet.- you paused, drinking a sip of tea, then offring the last bite of cake to him. He shook his head, giving you a lopsided smile.

-Don't worry, it's all yours.- you pointed your finger at him, while chewing the cheesecake. He chuckled.

-Right answer. Anyways, what I'm trying to say here, Buck, is that you have to allow yourself to try again. Because you deserve it. What do you tell me about that person you said you were interested in? I've never seen you with anyone in the last three months.- he looked to the side for a moment casually.

-They're taken so, yeah.- he simply answered, shrugging while taking a sip of coffe. You got sad all of a sudden. You eyebrows knotted in a sad expression and he noticed, giving you a small smile.

-Hey, don't do that. It's okay. I'm not like heartbroken or shit. I'm happy for her.- he assured you, -She.. well she has a family. She deserves it, so I'm happy for her.- he nodded, smiling softly. You smiled at him too, still with a hint of sadness. He took a nother sip of coffe an then raised an eyebrow, looking at you.

-Why are you crying?- he asked confused. You furruwed your brows in confusion and wiped your fingers under your eyes, realizing that a few tears had escaped. At that point without a reason, you started to feel worse and embarassed and a mess, so you sterted to actually sob a little. Bucky got up and moved his chair next to yours, hugging you.

-Hey what's wrong? I promise I'm alright.- he laughed to try and lighten the situation. You hiccupped into his chest.

-I- I know..it's just.. I don't know, these stupid hormones are making me act hysterical.- you had sittle sobs coming out every now and then. He kissed your head while he stroked your back.

-It's okay, you're not hysterical.- he chuckled softly making you smile. You pulled away from him looking in his eyes.

-I'm a mess aren't I?- Bucky wiped a little smudge of mascara under her eye, and then smiled at her lovingly.

-You look just fine, darling.- she hugged him, whispering a 'thank you, I love you' in his ear.

-I love you too- he answered.

After that, they finished their drink and Y/n told Bucky that she wanted to order a few things for the baby so they did just that. They went in a baby-stuff shop and she choose and placed some orders for a crib, a baby seat for both the car and the kitchen and the changing table. You didn't wanted to buy them right away, so you told the shop to bring them at the tower when they wanted.

When you exited the shop, it was already six thirty pm, so you decided to head back at the tower.

In the car, you told Bucky about your idea to get a midwife to help you during your pregnancy and especially when it'll be time to deliver the baby.

-I don't know y/n... I mean I think that you don't need a midwife or some other stranger to take care of you and the baby. You have Steve. You have me, and Sam, Wanda and the rest of the team. Bruce has basically become a doctor of everything, I'm sure that helping to deliver a child isn't that hard.- he shrugged while keeping his eyes on the road.

-I can't and wouldn't expect you all to babaysit me for another four months, Bucky. You have missions, classes, a you know, your own lives.- he glared at you, probably wanting to intervene and contraddict you, but he remained quiet in the end.

-And, you really can't expect Bruce to handle this. He's a fucking physician for God's sake. He's absolutely amazing, but a delivery? No, that would be too much even for him. And I would be kinda embarassed, for crying out loud.- you added with a high pitched voice. You absentmindely started to cradle your belly. He thought about it for a few seconds.

-I don't know y/n, you know how I am with strangers. But in any case it's your and Steve's decision. Please, talk to him. He's been miserable this week without you. He wouldn't shut up about how he was sorry, and stupid and in love with you and that he misses your smile, your belly and I don't know, I stopped listening after a while.- he said exasperatedly. You suppressed a smile.

-Really? - you asked sheepishly. He turned his head to look at you for a second before smiling knowingly.

-You know it's true. Your fucking married, for God's sake.- he said, tired of you two being idiots. He could just imagine how it'll be when you'll become parents. You will be great at it, but also a mess at the same time.

-Hey, Whiny Soldier, how was shopping? - Sam shouted when he saw the two of you coming in the room with your hands full of bags. You didn't see him, but you just knew that he pursed his lips and shook his head.

You came back at the tower just in time for dinner. Vision and Wanda had aprons tied on their chests, while the others were just chilling in the common room. Steve was there too, beside Bruce.

-Shopping was productive, thank you very much.- you answered pointing for Bucky to put down the bags.

-Let me help you take these to your room.- he offered, but you gave him a look and he understood immediately, putting them down. You smiled and kissed his cheek.

-Thank you for being my human cart today.- his jaw dropped, pretending to be offended.

-Oooh- Sam howled and the others laughed. Steve smiled slightly, still mortified by your little 'cold shoulder week' thing.

-You're lucky I can't tickle you to death right now.- he pointed his finger at you before walking to the fridge to pour himself a glass of water.

-Yeah, yeah, like you say big guy.- you teased him. You paused, shifting your gaze to Steve. He was wearing a blue hoodie and gray sweatpants, his dirty blonde hair were starting to get a bit long at the sides and a few strands fell on his forehead, while his jaw was covered with a slight scruff. His puppy dog eyes met yours and you couln't help but melt a little.

-Steve, are you well enough to help me with these?- you asked and even before you could finish he was on his feet. He almost tripped from how fast he tried to reach you.

-Yes I'm perfectly well I mean I'd love to help you. I mean obv- - you raised an eyebrow and he stopped, looking down. The whole team was watching in silence like it was a damn movie.

-I'm rambling, I'm sorry.- he said lowly. You sighed and places three of the four bags in his hands.

-C'mon. And you all, get a life.- you called them out while you two walked to the elevator. A few minutes later, after the short, silent, trip, you arrived to your room. He placed the bags on the bed and you did the same after closing the door behind you.

-Help me take off the price tags.- you invited him. He grabbed the bag, taking out the first garment. It was a white baby onesie, with Captain America's shield logo on it in white, blue, and red. His breath got caught in his throat and he suddenly let out a sob.

You snapped your head up in confusion, your features softening when you saw him. He sat on the bed, head down, onesie still in his hand. You put down the dress you had in your hands and went to sit next to him, since it would've been really uncomfortable for you to bend on your legs now. You hand went istinctively to rub his back.

-Can we talk?- he asks with broken voice. You tilt your head to the side to look at him with the shadow of a smile on your face.

-Only if you stop crying. Or else none of us will be able to talk at all.- he chuckles slightly making you smile lovingly. He wraps his big arms around you, nuzzling his face in your neck, your collarbones exposed due to the large shirt you were wearing. The wave of relief that washed over you in that moment was hard to describe.

-I missed you so much, baby. I couldn't stand the thought of you being mad at me. I'm sorry for being so impulsive.- he sniffed while he talked. You nodded, cupping his face gently. Steve melted into your touch.

-I know you are. And I'm sorry too. I know that I've been harsh with you these past days, it's just...- he waited patiently, -You're not responsable for only yourself anymore. I understand, please trust me, I understand what you wanted to do and also that you feel like it's your duty to do that. And it kinda is, but my point is- you shook your head realizing that you weren't really explaining yourself.

-What I mean is that you cannot put your life behind other's. Not for me, not even for the team. We're grown ass adults okay? Fow how much you can love us and we can love you, we are our own person. But this- you placed his hand on your belly, -This had been a choice. Your, mine. We both are responsable for this life. The same way I gave up my job, and the lessons. Now, I'm not asking you to stop going on missions, but I'd like you to be with me as much as possible. And that when you go, you'll be careful. Please, Steve.- you say softly, almost in the verge of tears. Again. You've cried more in five months than in your whole life probably.

-You're right. It was pretty hypocritical of me to get mad at you for the same reason in the first place.- he shook his head in disappointment. You rolled your eyes, adding -Work. I think we'll have to rearrange ourselves in this department.- you smiled and he laughed, agreeing.

-So, are we gonna get these off the bed and use the space in a better way or what?- your lips curled in a seductive smirk that quite shocked him. He recovered quickly, jumping on his feet and placing the bags on the ground in a split second. You threw you head back laughing at his eagerness, but you honestly couldn't blame him. Your hormones were a mess and your horniness at level 100, but you often were either sick, tired, hungry or he was. And not to mention the missions that separated you. So let's say that since you got pregnant the sex decreased noticeably, which was something that you wanted to fix. You phisically missed and needed him.

He returned to you and crashed his lips to yours, and soon enough you were a mess of tongues and lip bites and sucks that got interrupeted just briefly to get your clothes off. He didn't have anything under his hoodie, and you happily noticed that he was completely healed and that his weeks in the tower were due to the lack of new missions. You sincerely hoped it would last. After his hoodie, his pants and boxers were next. With you the situation was a bit more complex: first the light material shirt you had on had to be unbuttoned, then your tank top, the jeans' belt and the pants themselves. When you were left in just your underwear, a plain set of cotton white bra and panties, Steve stopped to look at your body.

He was in awe of you. He rose his hand and started a caress that began on your cheek, his thumb on your bottom lip, then descended to your now fuller breasts, to the curve of your waist to to your baby bump. At that point he bent down on his knees and kissed it softly.

-Hey little one, if you want to take a nap, now it would be a good time.- he whispered directly to the stretched skin. You let out a sound that was halfway between of a whine and a laugh.

-Steve, Jesus Christ.- you covered your face with your hands. You heard him laugh and stand on his feet again. He removed your hands gently, kissing you again with slow, agonizing passion that even let escape a ridiculous whine from your lips at the loss.

-Where were we?- he reached behind your back and unclasped the bra, sliding it off your shoulders and freeing your breasts.

-Mrs and Mr. Rogers I'm sorry to disturb, miss Maximoff would like me to inform you that dinner's ready.- you stopped hearing F.R.I.D.A.Y.'s voice. You groaned, annoyed at the interruption, but Steve suddenly started to push you on the bed and to lick and suck your boobs.

-Tell miss Maximoff that we have dinner here.- he responded biting softly your nipple, making you whimper.

-It will be done, mr Rogers.-

-Geez Steve, couldn't you be more specific?- you sassed with a deep breath, distracted by your husband's mouth. He snorted moving further down to remove your panties.

-You're already pregnant, couldn't be more obvious than that.- you started to laugh, but it soon became a loud moan when you felt his tongue licking a long stripe on your pussy. You closed your eyes and istinctively wanted to bring your hand in his hair, but you found an obstacle. A medium big, round and naked obstacle. You huffed and Steve stopped, tilting his head to the side, since now you couldn't even see him from between your legs.

-Are you okay?- he asked, worry in his voice. You sat on the bed, helping yourself with your hands. He returned beside you, waiting.

-It's just..ugh I'm so awkward and big and not confident if I have to be honest.- you say for the first time out loud. You wanted to cover yourself by curling your knees to you chest, but again, you swollen stomach didn't allow it. At that point you got even more frustrated.

-Damn it.- Steve places his fingers under your chin and made you look at him. His eyes were serious but not mad.

-Hey, none of that. Do you even realize the miracle your beautiful body is doing? You're creating a whole life in there, baby.- he smiled brightly looking in your eyes, -And by the way, you're still hot as fuck.- that made you laugh. He kept smiling while he made you lay down again on the sheets.

-This beautiful face..these cheeks are even sweeter now.- he peppered them with kisses making you giggle uncontrollably.

-Don't get me started on these ones...- his hands cupped your breasts while his mouth attacked your nipples and the soft skin. You moaned softly, your hand immediately in his short hair, your nails delicately scratching his scalp.

-But you know my most favorite thing?- he kept going, -This.- he was now between your legs, kneeled in front of your stomach. He caressed it and kissed it a few times. Then his gaze locked in yours again. You almost felt hypnotized, both by his velvety voice and his touch.

-I love it because it's round and soft and most importantly because it's giving me a family. A baby. And you know who's giving me all of this? You are. So don't ever be insecure about this wonderful body, please.- you smiled at him softly. Soon enough the mood changed again when he spoke his next words.

-Now, are you gonna let me thank this stunning body like it deserves or not?- you felt the smirk in his voice, his blue eyes hungry. You mirrored his expression propping yourself up on your elbows.

-Would like to see it.- you answer. He huffs out a laugh and reprises what he started doing a few minutes prior. He took good care of you until you came on his tongue, and at that point you grabbed him to crash your lips together. You kept moving and bringing him with you, until he found himself laying down on his back and you straddling his hips. Steve's hands immediately went to your sides, trying to not move and let you do the work, even though all he wanted was to fuck you until you both could't anymore.

You kept you eyes on his while you stroked him a few times before slowly sinking on him. He squeezed both his eyes shut and your hips, huffing a long breath. That could've almost made you laugh if you weren't just as wrecked. Your hips started moving, back and forth, to the sides in painfully slow circular motions. At one point he grabbed your ass, sitting up and making you gasp.

-Doll I'm kinda struggling here- he breathed out kissing your neck while you kept moving. -I want to be delicate but damn.- he nipped at your sweet spot between your neck and shoulder. Your hips started going faster with the help of his hands guiding you and soon enough you were panting and kissing each other passionately and messily.

-Oh, Steve I'm almost there- you moan hugging his head to your chest. He moaned too, reaching in front of you with his hand to circle your clit.

-I'm right behind you baby.- he reassured you while in reality he was trying hard not to come in that exact moment. He craved you more than usual, not only beacause your body was actually so fucking hot to him but also because he hasn't touched you for almost two whole weeks.

Just a few seconds later you gripped his shoulders, hiding your face in his neck. His breath got caught in his troath at the way you clenched around him when you came. And as a cue, he followed you short after, coming inside you. You stayed like that, hugging and cuddling for some minutes, then he kissed you and moved you gently on his side, hissing slightly when you lost contact.

-Be right back.- he said going to the bathroom and returning with a wet wash cloth. He cleaned you up from both of your releases and then went back to throw the dirty fabric in the laundry basket. You looked at him with a lopsided smile, still hazy and quite tired from the recent activity. He mirrored your expression with messy hair, crawling in the bed to you and pulling you on his side after.

-I needed that.- you say. He sighed, -I definetly did too. How come we always end up having sex after we argue or talk?- he asked casually. You shrugged.

-I don't know, the important thing is that the talk comes first and then, the sex.- he agreed with a nod. You chewed on you lip a bit before speaking again.

-Honey- you called, he hummed.

-While you were away last week I started to think about how I will probably need more help in the future, you know. And the fact that you and the others are often away on missions. And I mean it's totally alright, that's work but... I felt so bad when Sam and Wanda were left behind last time. And just to 'babysit' me.- he looked down at you with a frown.

-They offered to stay behind because they wanted to. We're taking turns on missions all the time.- he responded. You barely noticed that he had started to caress your belly.

-That's not the point, you know it. The last mission was quite big. I know my work well enough to know that Fury would've sent all the team, if I weren't left behind. Also by now we both understood that this baby isn't a normal baby and that is why I'm so sick so often. Bruce can't be here all the time, and for how good and skilled he his, he's not an expert in the baby field.- he was listening to you intently, but he wasn't quite sure with where you wanted to go with this.

-What's the point?- he asked, moving a strand of your hair from your face with his fingers.

-The point is, that I've read a lot in these months, and I think that we should hire a midwife. It would be someone that stays with me most of the day and helps me. An actual expert.-

-And how would you explain that our child has the blood of two super soldiers?- his hand motioned himself and you. You got up, towards the bathroom.

-Steve, we share the house with a god, a giant green monster, enhanced people, a witch, a kid that has the powers of a spider and an intelligent robot. I think it wouldn't be a great surprise.- you closed the door, peed and then refreshed yourself before going back to take some clean clothes. You saw that he was waiting for you to get out, probably wanting to shower.

-Okay then, I guess we can arrange that, if that will make you feel better.- he finally spoke. You kissed his cheek, already in your underwear.

-Thank you. You're showering?- he nods, the raises an eyebrow.

-Wanna join?- you laugh and shake your head.

-No, baby not now. I get tired quite easily and if the bed's already a bit difficult to work with, the shower must be a nightmare.- he pouted.

-You're right.-

-But- he stops the door before it closes, waiting for you to continue. -I want to fix your hair and your beard if you let me.- a lopsided smile opens on his face.

-Be my guest.-

After you sat him down on the edge of the bathtub, you shortened the longer strands on top with tiny scissors. After that you picked up the electric razor and groomed the sides, shortneing them but not removing them completely. You did the same with the beard, leaving a short, barely visible scruff. About twenty minutes later you were done. You put down the razor and took a step back to look at your work.

-Perfect.- you commented, brushing the hair that fell on his chest and shoulders. He stood up and looked at himself in the mirror, smiling.

-Is there anything you can't do?- he asked. You smirked, kissing him before starting to clean up.

-No, I'm a woman.-

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kookoobeans · 4 years

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Family Date // Gavin

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 1,688

Summary: You are suppose to be on a date with Gavin but unexpected visits occur. So you ended up having a 'family date' with twins.

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You are staring at your reflection in the mirror looking satisfied. Gavin has been given a few days off so he decided to ask you on a date. You suggested to go to an amusement park that's why you wake up so early in the morning to get ready. Checking the time, 7:00am, you take a sit on the couch waiting for him. After a few minutes, you heard a knock on your door. Jogging up to open it, you were surprised to see your friend and he twins at your doorsteps.

“Auntie Mommy!” the four-year-old twins hug your waist. You smile and kneel down to hug them back.

“Hey kiddos, miss me?” they both nod kissing each of your cheeks and hug you tighter.

“A lot” Alex, the older one, said.

“Right twinnie?” he nudge his twin sister, Alizzah, to which she nods vigorously.

“We miss you this much.” She then made a big circle with her hands. You laugh and ruffle their hair and they giggle.

“Aww I miss you guys too. But what are you doing here?” you look up to your friend as she gives you an apologetic look.

“Hey, sorry this is so sudden but can you please take care of them for today? I just have an emergency at the office.” She gives you a pleading look. You nod your head in response.

“Sure, go ahead. Leave them to me.” You stand up as you let the kids roam in your apartment. Only noticing how you're dress, her eyes widen.

“Oh I'm so sorry. Are you going somewhere? I should just call someone to be a on day nanny.” She was about to dial a number when you stop her, shaking your head no.

“I’m suppose to have a date with Gavin but I know he wouldn't mind some change of plan. Besides, I won't be at peace if the kids are under someone else's care when I'm actually here.” With your words, she hugs you tight thanking you. She you and the twins goodbye and left. Just as you are about to close the door, your eyes found Gavin looking at you smiling. He has arrived long enough to witness your little talk with your friend. Smiling back at him, you watch as he walks up to you. He hugs you and kiss your forehead.

“Hey, I missed you.” He put his head on top of yours. You close your eyes and nizzle your head in his chest. You can clearly smell his perfume, giving you sense of familiarity.

“I missed you too.” You look up at him. You stayed like that for a while staring at each other. Slowly, he lowers his head, about to kiss your lips. Just as your lips are almost touching, you heard a loud 'eww' behind you. Remembering the twins in your apartment, you quickly pull away from Gavin. You look at the giggling kids, your cheeks heating up.

“Auntie Mommy is kissing a guy.” Alizzah said as she laugh while her brother is pouting and crossing his over his chest.

“What if he's a bad guy?” Alex ask his sister eyeing your man from head to toe. Alizzah pinch his isde making him cry out in pain.

“No he's not, he is obviously her boyfriend. Besides, he's handsome.” She said as she fangirl over Gavin. You steal a glance at the blushing cop beside you. You stifle a laugh, he looks at you and smile a little. Suddenly he speaks.

“I heard you and your friend's talk.” You look at him and reminding yourself that you have to cancel your date today.

“Yeah sorry about that, I just can't say no to her. She's a single mother so I want to help her any way I can. Do you mind if we cancel our date today?” you ask him apologetically. He smile at you and gently pat you head.

“I don't mind. We can still go to the amusement park you know. They'll like it there.” He said as he glance at the kids now arguing whether Gavin is trustworthy or not. You chuckle at them.

“Come on, I'll introduce you.” You hold his hand dragging him to where the kids are. They are both seated on the couch looking at you when you reach the living room.

“Kids this is Gavin my boyfriend and Gavin this is Alizzah and this is Alex.” Alizzah seems so excited to find out the man's name while her brother is still skeptical.

“Uncle Daddy!” Alizzah get off the couch jumping at Gavin who thankfully catch her. He laugh and carefully put her down.

“Hello there Miss.” He squat down and gently pat her head. His amber eyes shows nothing but tenderness. Your heart melts at the sight. You then saw Alex carefully approach Gavin.

“Do you love my Auntie Mommy?” he looks so serious asking, that you can't help but laugh so you cover you mouth with your hand to avoid ruining the atmosphere. Gavin looks like he's taking the kid's words seriously.

“Yes I do Sir.” He address the little guy formally. You cross your arms over your chest full interest in the scene before you.

“Do you have a job to support her?” you raise an eyebrow at the question. You saw Gavin straighten his posture.

“I’m a cop Sir and yes I can support her.” He answered making Alex nod in acknowledgement.

“Do you promise to take good care of her and make her happy?” upon hearing the question, Gavin looks at you then answered.

“I promise to take good care of her and make her happy everyday as long as she allows me to.” He said it so seriously while staring deep into your eyes. You heart is beating so fast. Hearing Gavin's answer and seeing the look in his eyes, the little guy smiles.

“I trust you Uncle Daddy.” He then hugs Gavin and Alizzah rush in to hug them both. You watch the three all cuddle up on the couch.

“Auntie Mommy do you want to join us?” Gavin asks you, eyes shining brightly. You nod and joins them in a hug.

“Sorry we ruined your date.” They both said in unison. You and Gavin share a look. You pinch the twin's cheeks.

“Actually you didn't ruin it. Who wants to go to the amusement park?” you said as you watch their eyes twinkle and raise their hands excitedly. Gavin picks up Alizzah and you hold Alex's hand.

“Let’s go then.” Gavin said as he takes you other hand intertwining it with his. As you arrive at the amusement park, you went to many rides and play different games on every booth. The twins look so happy and so is Gavin. They seem to get closer as they talk with your man nonstop. You start to feel a little jealous but nonetheless you are happy. Soo enough, its pretty late. The four of you are heading home with Gavin carrying a sleeping Alex. You were surprised that the two get along very well. After his interrogation with the cop, he never left Gavin's side. As you arrive at you apartment, Gavin carefully lay Alex in the bed. You and Alizzah are sitting on the couch. She suddenly lean in and whisper.

“Auntie Mommy, I like your boyfriend. When will you get married?” your eyes widen. You look at her and see a pair of innocent eyes. You smile and hug her.

“I don't know yet sweetie but when I do, you'll be the first to know. Now go to sleep its late.” You kiss her hair and lift her to sit on your lap. You receive a text from your friend saying she'll pick up the twins tomorrow. After sending her an okay, you look down to see the girl sleeping. You feel Gavin sit beside you.

“Sorry, you're supposed to be relaxing but instead you're taking care of the kids with me.” You said, eyes apologetic. He shook his head smiling.

“Silly, you don't need to be sorry. I actually enjoyed it.” He kissed your lips sweetly. You rest you head in his chest as he holds you and the little girl in your arms in his embrace.

“Thank you.” You look up at him

“Thank you for being my Gavin.” He caress your head, his amber eyes is full of love.

“I've always been your Gavin since day one.” He said without breaking the smile on his beautiful face.

“You know, you're gonna be a great father someday.” His face showed a mixture of happiness and worry.

“You think so? You know I never had a good example of a father figure.” He said worry is now evident in his voice. Your heart breaks a little for him. You reach a hand to touch his cheek.

“I know you will. you're a good man Gavin. Your heart is pure and full of love. Besides, I felt your love first hand. Don't you trust me? Our future kids will love you and you will be a good father to them.” His worried face is now changed to a happy one.

“O-our future kids? You want to have a family with me?” you chuckle at him.

“Of course, that is if you wanted to.” Now is your turn to be worried and nervous. His eyes lit up and hugs you tighter.

“Of course I do, you're the only person I can think of starting a family with.” With that being said you feel like you're in cloud nine.

“I love you.” You said your voice full of emotion.

“I love you too.” He said kissing your head. You stayed like that for a while talking about the future. Dreams were created that night. Dreams full of nothing but love and happiness. You can't believe how lucky you are to have someone like Gavin in your life. You are so happy with him by your side. You can't possibly love another man more than you love him. After all, he showed you what love really is. Pure and untainted. Unconditional and wonderful.

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op-law · 3 years

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One Piece {Warlord Imagines} When You're A Marine

*Warlord's Pov*

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Trafalgar Law

Now becoming a Warlord would never have crossed my mind before since being a Government dog wasn't ideal but it needed to be done as part of my plan. Though right now some young Marine decided it would be a good idea to approach me. "Hello! You must be Trafalgar Law, right? I recognize you from your wanted poster. You're here for the Warlord meeting, aren't you?" They were cute that much was clear but they weren't anything more than my enemy.

"Yes, that's why I'm here. Who are you Marine-ya?" I didn't see a problem in finding out this Marine's name since I'd most likely forget about it after the meeting concluded. "Oh, you want to know who I am? I'm Captain (Y/n)... The meetings about to start come on I'll take you there personally!" When the Marine grabbed my hand, I was a little surprised but allowed them to lead the way until we reached a set of double doors. "All the other Warlords are already here. It's a very strange occurrence when they all gather like this. Come on"

As they pushed the large set of doors open, I was taken back by the Marine's strength though when I noticed my hand was still held by theirs, I tried to pull it away but it wasn't working. "I found the missing Warlord!" When everyone's eyes shifted to us, I felt like burying myself in a hole but kept a straight face as the Fleet Admiral began stared daggers at me. "(Y/n) get your hand off of that Pirate right this second and you better have finished all your paperwork for the day!"

"Alright, Dad... See you later Law" Even almost an hour after the young Marine had left the room, I couldn't help but think of them. They were Sakazuki's kid and somehow, they were the complete opposite of him. "Maybe I'll have to come back here just to see them" It was said under my breath though Sakazuki had managed to hear it. "Did you have something to add Trafalgar?"

"No"

Dracule Mihawk

"Who's the pipsqueak?" As Doflamingo spoke up from across the room I tilted my head back to catch a glimpse of the Marine he was referring to. "That is Captain (Y/n) and they are not to be bothered by the likes of you Donquixote" I could care less if my statement angered the other Warlord since that man was not at the top of my list of people I cared for. "Are any more Warlords coming to the meeting?" There were only two members currently present although that never bothered the young Marine since they weren't particularly fond of having more than three in the same room as them.

"It would appear that will only be the three of us (Y/n)-chan" As the sound of rustling papers reached my ears I turned towards the door and saw another Marine was standing there. "Captain (Y/n) your father has requested that you discuss the following topics with the Warlords. Where should I put these documents?" I wasn't sure why (Y/n) was left alone for this meeting but I knew they were quite strong and if Doflamingo stepped out of line I would simply put him down.

"Why are you staring at me Mihawk?" I knew (Y/n) often hated when people gave them a lot of attention but I couldn't help it. They were one of the only reasons I attended these meetings although I highly doubted the Marine was aware of that fact. "Okay let's get this meeting over with so I can go have my afternoon nap. Although Doflamingo please sit in a chair like a normal person and Mihawk remove your feet from the table"

I respected (Y/n) enough to remove my feet from the table but Donquixote clearly didn't and as he replied I felt my eyes start to narrow. "Fufufu. You got guts kid but keep it up and I'll have to rip them out~ Fufufu" Donquixote would often threaten Marines or anyone that ticked him off though I drew a line when it came to (Y/n). "That Marine is off-limits Donquixote. If you threaten them again, I will kill you"

"Hm, I changed my mind I'm leaving... Say Little Marine do you know if Snow is on the base? I didn't see her earlier but I have some business to discuss with that one" Was Donquixote still trying to win over that girl's heart? I thought he had long given up that hopeless endeavor after Captain Ember had made it clear that he wasn't to go anywhere near her sister. "Vice Admiral Snow? I believe she is conducting training exercises in the northern courtyard. Hey, you can't leave! I'm not done with you yet!"

It was better if Donquixote didn't sit in on this meeting any longer so I did nothing to stop the man from leaving. "Fufufu. Your barks much worse than your bite Little Marine~ Now if you'll excuse me, I have a girl to find" That look on (Y/n)'s face caused me to question what they were thinking but if I had to take a guess it was probably that of disappointment. "Are you going to leave as well Mihawk?"

"No, I wish to hear what you have to say (Y/n)-chan. May we begin?"

"Hehehe. Alright, my Swordsmen let's begin~"

Bartholomew Kuma

As I walked through the Marine base, I eventually came across the quarters of the Marine that I desired to see. They were normally in charge of writing notes on the Warlords meetings but when they didn't arrive on time, I was requested to bring them up. Without knocking on the door, I entered though that might have been my first mistake. "Good afternoon (Y/n)-san"

The Marine was still changing into their uniform but I caught a glimpse of a new scar just below their shoulder blade. It definitely wasn't there the last time I seen them exposed like this though the chances of them telling me who was responsible were slim. "What do you want?" Our relationship could never see the light of day but this level of hostility was not the norm for the Marine. "You're late for the meeting. I was asked by the Fleet Admiral to retrieve you"

"Hm, is it that time already? Alright, I'll be there shortly" Their shirt was quickly pulled into place followed by that cape but as I closed the door, they turned to face me. "Is something wrong (Y/n)-san? That scar is new" There were numerous scars that littered their skin though I made it a point to memorize all of them. I cared greatly for them after all. "Don't worry about it Mew"

I respected them but this life was only going to end their life if I allowed it to continue any longer. (Y/n) deserved better than this so as I removed a single glove, I asked them a question. "If you could take a vacation, where would you like to go?" They knew what was going to happen next and the fear within their eyes was ignored as my palm connected with them. "Wait Kuma! What the hell are y-"

"I'll see you shortly (Y/n)-san"

Sir Crocodile

There they were giving out orders to the rest of the crew as the ship sailed towards Marineford and I couldn't turn my attention away from them. Pirates and Marines were much like water and oil but that didn't deter me from developing feelings for them. "Croco-man why are you staring at that Marine?" Of course, Doflamingo didn't have anything better to do than bother me throughout the trip although killing him wasn't an option. "It's none of your damn business Doflamingo"

"Hm, it that so? Oi Captain (Y/n)! Crocodile thinks you're fucking hot!" Thankfully the young Marine could be as clueless as a little kid but it didn't help that the other Marines acted in a way to protect them. "I'm not hot it's quite cold today Pirate... Wait Snow is that what Doflamingo meant?" That Vice-Admiral was equally as childish though she knew the games that Doflamingo played. "Yeah, that's what he meant (Y/n). Come on let's go eat lunch"

"Oh, lunch sounds great. I've been dealing with the Warlords all day and they're annoying as hell. Smoker, watch the prisoners for me I'll be back in a few hours" They could call me a prisoner as much as they wanted to but the other Warlords didn't appreciate the insult. Well, it was mainly Doflamingo who had the problem though. "Who the hell are they calling prisoners?"

"Doffy, can you help me reach something on the top shelf in my bedroom? I can't reach it and really want it" Those two were rather odd but Doflamingo made it very clear that Snow was his. I wasn't sure why he liked that Marine though the same could be said about my feelings towards (Y/n). "Coming Snow! We'll discuss this later Croco-man~"

"Great who's going to eat lunch with me now... Crocodile, make yourself useless and follow me" As my eyes trailed after their retreating form, I didn't follow right now since that would only make me seem weak to the Marines on board the ship. "Why?" Their face remained the same as it always did but I noticed a few others were staring right at them. "You're going to eat lunch with me. Hurry up before it gets cold"

"Fine" Standing up from the crate I began to walk towards the Marine but something they said caused me to pause. "And just so you know I'll be eating and you'll just be watching me... Oh, I'm also going to call you Croco-chan from now on since I think it's quite cute. Don't you agree Croco-chan?" Were they really teasing me in front of the entire Marine fleet? "You're walking into dangerous territory (Y/n)"

"My Mama always told me not to smile at a crocodile but you're cute so I think that warning can be ignored this one time" That was definitely teasing although when I got a look at the rest of the fleet, they didn't seem to be bothered by their follow Marine flirting with a Pirate. "Right... Whatever happened to hurrying to the mess hall?" Keeping them on task would be difficult but now that we're walking towards our original destination I relaxed. "Shit! Come on Croco-chan and don't slow me down!"

I really should figure out why I like this Marine as much as I do since I couldn't remember what first caught my attention about them. "At least they're cute" It wasn't meant for (Y/n) to hear but when their head turned back, I knew they picked up on it. "I thought I was hot? Although I'll take it~ Hehehe"

Donquixote Doflamingo

For someone so small (Y/n) always seemed to be able to keep a fair amount of distance between us. I could have used my strings to make them slow down but that would only lead to me getting attacked by the Marine. "Stop following me Doflamingo!" They were known to be quite hostile towards me though I found that to be a wonderful trait since not many were that brave. "Fufufufu. I'm not following you on purpose (Y/n) we're just both heading for the dining room"

It was the truth I didn't purposely seek them out during this trip but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to follow behind them when I noticed they were walking by. Many of the other Marines just ignored my fondness of (Y/n) but for whatever reason, I'm sure (Y/n) didn't want anything to do with me. "Fine, I'll just eat later then! Move your feathered ass out of my way!" Something must have set them off since they would only grinded their teeth together like that on special occasions. "You're rather feisty today (Y/n)~ Did someone upset you?"

"Yeah, you did!" At this point, I just accepted that being difficult was just in (Y/n)'s nature but it was a little discouraging that they weren't telling me the information I wanted to know. "I haven't even been near you for more than five minutes. How about you tell me who upset you and I'll take care of them?" They seemed to be less mad than a few seconds ago but I knew that wouldn't last forever. "Oh, so you'll off yourself if I say you're the person who upset me?"

"No, but I know someone in this base other than myself has hurt my tiny Marine and for that, I'll kill them~ Give me their name (Y/n)~ Please"

"Vice Admiral Vergo"

Boa Hancock

"Alright, these will be your quarters for the next week. I'm sorry that they suck but blame Admiral Sakazuki for that since he doesn't think the Warlords deserve anything nice. Well, enjoy your stay and if you need anything don't ask me" I liked this Marine but something about them seemed different. Hopefully, the brutes weren't pushing my love past their limit. "Thank you (Y/n)-san! These accommodations will be more than enough!"

"O-Oh, you're welcome Hancock! Excuse me I need to be somewhere else!" (Y/n) was about halfway down the hallway but a certain male decided he had the privilege to speak to my love. "Fufufufu. Look at the ass on that one~" It was true that (Y/n) had a nice figure though this man didn't have the right to make such comments about it. "Don't you dare talk about my love in such a disrespectful way you beast!"

"Ah, now I see why you two shouldn't be kept in the same space together. How about you stay in my room Hancock? You'd need to sleep on the floor but at least you and Doflamingo won't be at each other's throats" They were being more than kind and I wasn't going to pass up such an opportunity. "S-Stay in your room with you!? Of course, my love!"

"Yeah, I'll come to get you later but right now I have drills to conduct with my little fleet. See ya later Hancock"

"Don't work too hard my love!"

Jinbei

That Marine must have been quite exhausted since they fell asleep almost immediately after the meeting had begun. I would never disturb the young one's slumber but their fellow Marines didn't seem to have the same mindset. "Captain (Y/n) wake up! It is not professional to fall asleep during meetings!"

"I'm up!" The poor thing looked like their heart was about to give out but after the Marine was awoken the meeting continued as normal. It didn't take long to conclude though I had noticed the same Marine had fallen asleep. "Can't this brat stay awake for more than five minutes?" This was a pitiful display and, in a way, I felt sorry for the young one. "Hahaha. Just leave them be I'm sure if they miss training again Sakazuki will take care of them permanently"

"Big talk for such a little man~ Hehehe. Why don't you go and run a few laps around the base? I'll escort (Y/n) back to their room shortly" So, the Vice-Admiral was friends with them? That must offer them some protection but clearly, that didn't stop the others from waking them up earlier. "Y-Yes, Vice Admiral Snow we'll do that right away!"

"Fufufufu. You're getting better at intimidating the other Marines my dear. Shall we head down for lunch now? I need to leave the base shortly but I have a few hours" Doflamingo did make a good point I should really head back to the sea before the tides picked up too much. As I was heading for the door Snow had called over to me. "Yeah... Jinbei do you mind taking (Y/n) back to their quarters? It's just down the hall with the others look for the one that says Admiral Sakazuki"

That was concerning but I didn't ask about it until after (Y/n) was safely within my grip. "Admiral Sakazuki?" I didn't attend these meetings often enough to know much about the Marines here but Sakazuki wasn't someone I could see tolerating this young Marine for long. "Yup they're his kid. He's most likely not even in there"

"Very well. Goodbye Snow"

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'Knock' 'Knock' 'Knock'

I didn't want to face Sakazuki today but as a voice called out from the room, I realized there wasn't much of a choice on my part. "Who is it?" There was some hesitation with my response though after I had finished, I heard some movement from inside. "Jinbei... I was asked to bring (Y/n) back to their quarters" When Sakazuki threw the door open the loud bang caused the sleeping Marine to awaken from their slumber. "Ahhh!"

"Put them down now... (Y/n) go take your medication" With the Marine on the ground I watched them stare up at their father but they didn't appear to be bothered by the man's murderous mood. "Didn't I already take it?" Hmm, I wonder what illness they had? "No, it's still on the table" The emotion on their face changed into understanding though I could see they were staring at me but it only lasted for a few seconds. "Oh, that's why I'm so tired. Thanks, Pops"

At least I did my job and escorted them safely back to their quarters. Although Sakazuki looked to be holding back his anger towards me. "You can leave now Pirate Scum"

'Slam'

"What an interesting Marine... Hopefully, I'll see them again someday"

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