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justsomerandomfanfic · 1 year

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Exhausted - John Wick X Female (Wife) Reader - ft. Boy

Title: Exhausted

John Wick X Female (Wife) Reader - ft. Boy

Additional Characters: Boy the best Boi

Requested by @fujinswife!

WC: 1,713

Warnings: Hitman stuff mentioned, killing people insinuated, wounds mentioned, bullet grazes mentioned, blood, one curse word, Reader takes care of John after a long day sort of cute fluff, massages cause John deserves them, Donald Glover mentioned), slight angst like the tiniest of angst, and fluff

You watched the clock on the wall, sitting on your favorite chair with a book in your hands. Though you had originally been enraptured with the new romantic drama you bought at Barnes And Noble, your mind began to wander and your eyes landed on the clock on the wall; tick, tock, tick, tock. It was almost ten, pretty late for you, but not for your husband. While you would probably be in bed by now, snuggled up with Boy, and cuddled in the arms of your beloved, your husband, John was out on the job.

Being a Hitman was a hard and stressful job, going out to find your hit and, in better words, eliminate them. It was taxing on the body and mind, and it was for you also at times. You always became overwhelmingly worried whenever you found John gone from bed and a Post-It note on the fridge. The words, 'going to the store' in black ink. You knew by now that that was code, code for 'I'm going to go and fight people and possibly come home with a wound or two.'

Now you didn't mind taking care of your John. Cleaning his bloody knuckles and bullet grazes helped you rationalize with your brain that your Johnny was alive and with you. That he came back, somewhat safe, but he was there with you in the flesh. Though you had to admit, the blood on your hands after helping your husband haunted you and made your skin crawl. But no matter how many times John tried to let him clean his own wounds, knowing how much you hated the sight of his blood, you'd stop him. You didn't think your husband was a burden, you were beyond willing to take care of him. You'd do anything to make sure he was alright.

As your gaze broke from the clock, you tried to re-read the page that you were on, glancing up when you heard the pitter-patter of clawed paws, watching with a smile as Boy entered the room, making his way over to you and sitting at your feet. You hummed, leaning down and past your book to rub Boy's head, his eyes closing in bliss as you scratched behind his ears. You hummed again, leaning back against the back of your chair, and looking at the front door. "I bet," You began, glancing at Boy with a smile, "He'll be home in ten minutes." You finished before tilting your own head. "When do you think Dad will be home? Hmm? Soon, right?" You asked Boy, who only whined a bit before laying his head on his front paws, making you sigh, nodding knowingly. "Yeah, another thirty. You're right."

For the next forty-five minutes, you sat and read, periodically making sure Boy was alright or taking a bathroom break. The room around you was dim, only a few lamps lighting it as you listened to the owl occasionally hoot outside, and the constant sound of crickets chirping outside in the garden. The book in your hands was as anticlimactic as you thought it would be from the first sentence. You regretted giving it a chance, really. You thought it was going to be a heartfelt book, with drama but a happy ending, like Pride And Prejudice or something, but you felt extremely underwhelmed when the main character, Maryanne, ended up marrying Lord Leo after her childhood friend Steven confessed to her. After all they've been through!? You thought as you stared blankly at the page. Steven sacrificed everything for you, and this Lord Leo had been caught cheating on you with your cousin Claire! You couldn't find it in yourself to even finish the last two pages, tasting a sourness in your mouth.

"Should've called off the damn wedding." You muttered, earning a head raise from Boy as you shut the book and sat it aside, before you could say anything more to Boy, you watched as he looked over at the door suddenly, his tail wagging, and you smiled, staring at the door yourself as you felt your heart hammer in your chest. John was home. You watched as you heard the keys jingle in his hands before you jumped out of the chair and slid across the hardwood floor with your socks, almost hitting the door as you looked out the peephole just in case before hastily opening it. John stood there, blood on his bottom lip, hands, and dotting the collar of his white suit shirt, and yet, he still gave you a smile.

Entering, you closed the door behind him, instantly taking any weapons from him to put away in that safe of his, before rushing back to find him standing where you left him, shoulders slightly slouched as he stared down at Boy at his feet, still fiercely wagging his tail. Breaking their stare down, you took John's hand in yours, leading him to the bathroom. As John sat on the lid of the toilet, you grabbed the first-aid kit from under the sink, and for the next half-and-hour, you cleaned any and all his wounds. It was silent as you worked, your tongue sticking out slightly from your mouth as you dabbed the cotton ball on his knuckles, cleaning off the blood. John just watched you, like he usually did, mesmerized by the thought of you caring for him, and just you in general. You were so careful when treating him. It warmed his heart, body, and soul.

After you finished cleaning his wounds, you helped John into the shower, before rushing off to find a new fresh pair of pajamas for him, throwing them, and his towel, in the dryer for a couple of minutes so they would be warm for John when he got out. For the rest, it was like clockwork, helping him out, giving him clothes, brushing his hair for him as he brushed his teeth slowly, and finally holding his freshly bandaged hand as you led him to the kitchen for some dinner.

Sometimes words were exchanged, but most of the time, there wasn't. The silence engulfed the two of you and it was nice, peaceful. You both basked in it. After you and John finished your food, you traveled to the couch where you turned on the tv, handing John the remote for him to browse through channels. Your hands then landed on his shoulders, gently putting pressure in all the right places, easing the tension in his muscles. You kissed his cheek softly, giving him what he needed to relax as he leaned further into you, sighing as your fingers trailed up his shoulders to his scalp, your fingernails scratching gently, running your fingers through his slightly damp hair.

Pulling away, you walked around the couch to sit beside John, smiling and chuckling lightly at the smile of content on his face. You sat down, leaning into his side as John's arm wrapped around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him. The two of you watched the TV for a good while, which ended up being a Donald Glover movie, before you felt John's head turn, the stubble of his beard softly grazing your cheek, causing you to giggle quietly, turning your head a little to meet his gaze. Before you could say anything, John leaned down to press his lips onto yours, You smiled against his lips as you placed your hands on his stubbly cheeks, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. His hands ran down your body until they reached your waist, gripping you tightly, protectively, his thumb rubbing small circles on your hips, sending tingly shivers throughout your entire being before you both pulled away.

You hummed, gazing lovingly at your husband, your eyes beholding the man's beauty, your fingers gently brushing against his cheeks, chin, and jaw. "What are you thinking about?" John mumbled, his voice husky with sleepiness. You opened your mouth to answer, but a yawn escaped you instead, shaking your head as you hid your face in his neck, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Just you." You answered softly, snuggling further into his neck as his arms wrapped around you, holding you close. You smiled as you laid your hand against his chest, you could feel his heartbeat quicken, a soft chuckle escaping him. "I'm glad you're home." You told him as his hand cupped the nape of your neck, pulling you closer to his shoulder, his fingers running through the hair on the nape of your neck; kissing the top of your head.

"Me too. I missed you." He answered, kissing the top of your head.

You sighed contently, nestling your face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent deeply. You could feel your eyelids growing heavy. "I missed you too." You muttered against his neck, closing your eyes as you fell asleep in his arms.

John sighed, holding you close as he watched Boy waddle over from his food bowl, looking up at him with big brown eyes. John took his time, scooping you up in his arms before standing up, grunting slightly as he strained his side a bit. Boy followed after you and John as he headed to the bedroom, hopping up on the bed as John laid you down gently in the bed, tucking you in the soft, fluffy covers. When he stood back up, he looked at Boy, staring at him for a moment before reaching down and petting the dog, smiling slightly as Boy leaned his head into his hand.

“Good Boy.” John muttered, not wanting to wake you, as he rubbed Boy’s ears before Boy moved to lay beside you, your arm subconsciously wrapping around the pup before going back to sleeping peacefully. John sighed slightly before he got in bed on his side, pulling the blankets over him before turning on his side to wrap his arm around your waist, pulling your back into his chest. The night went on peacefully like this, the three of you falling fast asleep and waking up to each other. This process continued like this, every day, for months and years to come. You wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. Just you, John, and Boy, against the world.

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cryptidghostgirl · 1 month

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Yo can you do a part 3 of Cover Up where y/n is introduced to the rest of the members of the hotel.

A/N Yes?? I love me some fluff like that. I also had another request for a part three to this series but yours came in first so I am going to make that one a part four and because you didn't super specify anything you wanted besides intros, I am gonna spin this to line up with that request. I hope that is okay.

Cover Up pt. 3 (Alastor x Reader)

Pairing: Alastor x Reader

Previous Parts:

Cover Up (Human!Alastor x Human!Reader)

Cover Up pt. 2

Warnings: mentions of murder, Angel briefly flirts with you, jealous/minorly possessive Alastor. I think that is it, please correct me if I am wrong.

Word Count: 1,885

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Once Alastor had given Y/n the full tour, she had absolutely insisted that she be allowed to meet the rest of the guests. Alastor could never say no to her and so, he had taken her by the arm and walked her back into the lobby. It did not come as a surprise to him that in the short time they had been away from the hotel's central area, Charlie had managed to set up a welcome party for his darling wife. Y/n on the other hand, gasped in shock when everyone jumped out from behind the various couches.

"I literally... okay, I have no clue who any of you are but thank you? This is so sweet? I..."

Before Alastor could do a thing about it, Y/n was whisked away from his gentle grasp by Charlie. The demon Princess brought Y/n to the center of the room, Alastor watching from the sidelines with crossed arms. She seemed to happy, so absolutely filled to the brim with joy. As much as he wanted to take her away from the crowd, to be alone with her, he allowed the party to occur. Her joy had always been his priority, first and foremost. There would be time.

"Everyone!" Charlie excitedly announced, "This is Y/n! She is going to be our newest guest. Our cook? Our newest maybe guest who is going to work as a cook."

Y/n laughed lightly at Charlie's confused words. She took a slight step forward.

"Hi everyone." she waved with a soft smile.

"Oh she's good." Angel Dust muttered and Husk elbowed him in the stomach, catching the glare Alastor had shot the spider demon's way.

"Ow!" Angel exclaimed, rubbing the spot the cat demon had hit as he turned to him, "What was that for?"

Y/n chuckled a bit uneasily, looking over at Alastor and his wide smile. Vaggie quickly stepped in, breaking the tension she felt slowly building in the group.

"I'm Vaggie." she announced in an unfounded and unexpected display of friendship, "Charlie is my girlfriend, we run the hotel together."

Y/n lit up at her words, shaking the hand Vaggie held out to her enthusiastically.

"I didn't realize she had a partner in all this! And in afterlife too, I guess. That's so sweet!"

Vaggie smiled, letting out a light laugh as Charlie stepped up behind her, placing her hands lovingly on her girlfriend's shoulders.

"She is just the best." Charlie warmly noted as Y/n and Vaggie released their clasped hands, "I wouldn't have been able to come this far without her or any of the other sinners we have working with us."

"I thought everyone else here were just guests." Y/n mused aloud and Charlie shook her head.

"No, no! We tried doing it on our own in the beginning... but then Alastor showed up. He brought along some friends and, well, he's really been such a help. We are so grateful to have him and them on our team."

Y/n shot her husband a sidelong glance, smirking mishceviously.

"You really know how to work magic, princess." she hummed, "Getting Al to be a team player? I'm impressed."

"Oh, no!" Charlie frantically waved her hands, desperate that Y/n not get any wrong impressions, "We didn't pressure him or anything, he showed up of his own accord, actually."

"Really." Y/n laughed lightly as she fixed her gaze back on Charlie, "Well, I'd love to meet these alleged 'friends' of his he brought along."

"Of course!" Charlie exclaimed, smiling brightly once again as she stepped to the side with Vaggie, "Husk is our bartender and Nifty is our maid. She was our cook too but, I suppose you'll be taking care of that now."

Husk nodded his head in polite recognition of the introduction Charlie had given him. Nifty on the other hand, was incapable of such restraint and, her curiosity getting the better of her, rushed up to Y/n. In a split second, she had climbed the demoness' body like a ladder and was perched on her shoulder, messing with her hair.

"You smell nice." she hummed, smiling and Y/n's cheeks flushed slightly pink.

"Why, thank you. That is very sweet of you to say."

"Will you help me in the war against the bugs too?"

"Come on, Nift." Angel sighed before Y/n could respond as he walked over to the pair and grabbed the smaller demon, "Don't freak her out."

Nifty made grabby arms towards Y/n as Angel lifted her into the air and Y/n's smile only widened at the sight.

"No, please don't worry. You didn't freak me out, Nifty. I am actually looking forward to working with you, I like your enthusiasm." Y/n sent Nifty a wink and the little demon's smile grew as her feet found solid ground again.

She shot a look up at Angel, nodding her approval as Y/n fixed her gaze on the spider demon as well.

"And you are...?" she prompted and Angel immediately fell into character.

Stepping forward, he leaned down towards her, running a hand through his hair while resting one of his elbows on her shoulder.

"Angel Dust is the name, but you can call me whatever you want."

He expected her to be flustered, to at least blush a bit. He waited for her to take a step back or even to be teased or jabbed the way Husk did when he was like this, but nothing of the sort came. Instead, Y/n's eyes glinted in the light, narrowing with intended mischief.

"Oh yeah?" she asked, taking a step closer to him and batting her eyes oh so prettily.

"I... uh..." Angel stuttered, completely taken aback.

Y/n dissolved into a fit of laughter, hands clutching at her stomach as she doubled over.

"I'm sorry!" she wheezed, "I couldn't help myself. I'm actually taken."

"You are?" Angel asked, growing more confused as she straightened back up, wiping a stray tear from her eye.

In a split second, Alastor was behind Y/n, his claws wrapping around her shoulders.

"She is." he replied and though his voice was calm and even, it sent shivers down Angel's spine.

Angel took a step back, scratching the back of his head as he looked away in discomfort.

"Oh, uh, sorry. Didn't realize you and the strawberry pimp here were an item."

"Strawberry..." Y/n laughed again, craning her neck to look up at Alastor behind her back, "I am not letting you live that one down."

Angel smiled, regaining his composure and placing his hands on his hips.

"Oh yeah? You shoulda heard what that girl who was in here a few days ago called him. 'Tall dark and creepy' was it?"

"And what girl might that be?" Y/n asked after a moment, crossing her arms over her chest as she sidled her way out of Alastor's grip, turning to face him.

"Mimzy." Husk answered before Alastor could reply, "She's just some lowlife who always hangs around when she needs Alastor to take care of some trouble she's caused."

Y/n let out a gasp.

"Mimz is here?" she asked excitedly, bouncing on her toes.

"She's here, darling." Alastor replied, "But she is no longer welcome in the hotel. Caused quite a bit of trouble for us when she visited after all, can't have her ruining my newest project."

"Well, can we go visit her? I miss her so much!"

"You know her?" Charlie asked, her voice laced with confusion.

Y/n turned to face Charlie, nodding intently.

"Yeah, she introduced us actually."

"Introduced certainly is a word for it." Alastor admitted and Y/n chuckled.

"Back when we were alive, she used to throw these 'singles parties.' As it turned out, Al and I both were using them as a hunting ground so to speak. When we met, he offered to walk me home and then pulled a knife on me. Of course, I already had my gun trained on him so we found ourselves in a bit of a sticky situation. It was so romantic." Y/n wistfully replied.

"Uh, yeah." Angel laughed, "Romantic. That's the word."

"So you guys knew each other when you were alive?" Vaggie asked.

"Yeah, we did." Y/n nodded, "You guys can ask whatever but first, I think there is one more person I have yet to meet?"

She turned expectantly towards Sir Pentious who up until this point had been standing quietly near the back of the group. At the redirection of the rooms attention, he felt his cheeks grow warm.

"This, Y/n, is our other guest." Charlie announced, gesturing towards the snake demon with an outstretched hand.

"Sir Pentious." he bowed lightly, "It is an honor to meet a demon as... as stunning as yourself."

There was a heartbeat, a single tense moment of silence. Then Y/n laughed, waving him off cheerily.

"Oh you, what a charmer."

"So you guys knew each other when you were alive? And you're... you're together?" Angel cut in, drawing Y/n's attention back to him as he lead her by her arm over to the bar.

They sat down beside one another, Husk slipping behind the counter and pouring them each a drink.

"Yep." Y/n replied, downing her drink and meeting Angel's eyes.

"How?" he prompted after a moment and Y/n laughed.

By now the rest of the gang had brought themselves over to where the pair sat and were listening intently. Alastor stood near the edge of the group, all the seats near his beloved having been snatched up before he had the chance. He crossed his arms over his chest, his patience beginning to wear thin.

Nearly one hundred years. It had been a lifetime since they had seen one another and the brief tour of the hotel he had given Y/n earlier was not enough to satiate the rabid hunger in his chest. Still, for her, he tried.

"Well, it was a ruse at first. Just a partnership. I watched for cops and he provided me with the brute strength I lacked. We were actually in the middle of chasing down one of his victims when he finally asked me out."

"You were a killer?" Pentious asked, enthralled.

"I was." Y/n nodded, "Until Al died and I was under too much suspicion to do so anymore."

"So you..." Charlie trailed off, counting on her fingers in deep concentration.

"Have been married for a hundred years give or take? Yep."

"Wait, hold on!" Angel exclaimed, "Married?"

"Did Charlie not tell you anything? More importantly, did Al never talk about me?"

Y/n raised her eyebrows, meeting her husband's gaze across the crowd. Alastro looked away, nearly bashful under her persistent gaze. It was Husk's turn to step in now, taking a sip of his own drink as he leaned across the bar.

"Alastor has enjoyed keeping his secrets." he candidly stated, "But there were one or two times he drank a little too much and let your name slip."

Alastor glared at Husk and Y/n grinned at her husbands reaction to the revelation.

"Always the troublemaker, that one but, god, do I love him."

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queen-ofthe-nerds10 · 1 year

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Charlie Swan x reader- The step-mum

Warnings: verbal abuse/adult language, slight Bella bashing, slight age-gap, pregnancy

Description: Being a step-mother can be hard especially to a teenager and when a baby comes into play it can be so much harder

AN: Set in between new moon and eclipse

You loved Charlie Swan. You had met him when you broke down by the side of the road when heading home from work. It was dark and you were slightly scared when you heard a car pull up behind you, Charlie had been your knight in blue armour riding a broken down police cruiser. You then dated and got married within two years and in that time you had only met his daughter, Isabella, twice, once a year into dating when she came to stay for a couple days and then on your wedding day.

Having only met the girl twice when she moved to forks it was very awkward. Isabella, who preferred to be called Bella, was quiet, shy and standoffish when she first moved in and Charlie wasn’t that much better so you felt like it was up to you to get the pair talking and relaxed. You tried your hardest to make Bella feel at home but everything you did never helped. Bella didn’t like you no matter how much you tried so you just gave up trying and left the girl to her own life and only really got involved when Charlie needed you too. But the biggest problem was that Bella blamed you for everything, if something went wrong with her car she blamed you, if something happened that she didn’t like she blamed you and worst of all when Charlie banned her from seeing Edward Cullen she blamed you.

After Bella had ran away to Italy Charlie had hit the roof, he had gone from panicking, to scared, to anger all within an hour and all you could do was stand there. So when Bella arrived back in forks with Edward Charlie had been angry and banned Bella from seeing the Cullen. There had been a massive argument between Charlie and Bella which you had tried to calm down but it ended with Bella calling you a bitch and running to her room.

It had all calmed down slightly since then and you had talked to Charlie about letting Bella see Edward somehow but he was not budging from his ban which was very understandable but it didn’t help your relationship with the girl. But you were trying to get Bella to at least be civil with you and that’s what led you to today.

Charlie was currently at work and it was just you and Bella in the house and you had planned to cook her tea and talk while you ate in hope that you could build some kind of relationship with her because you had some big news for the pair of Swans.

You had been feeling off so you had spoken to some friends who had suggested you take a pregnancy test which you did and it turned out to be positive. After going to the doctors to confirm the pregnancy you still hadn’t told Charlie as you wanted it to be special for him but you knew that it couldn’t be special while the house felt like a war zone.

You cooked Bella’s favourite meal and once it was ready you shouted up to her room and then started to plate up the food. You placed the food on the table and waiting for a couple of minutes before shouting up the stairs again but Bella never came down. You waited for about an hour, eating your own meal before it became cold with the full plate and empty chair in front of you. Once you had finished you put the left overs into tubs that then went into the fridge and then went to sit on the couch and watch some tv waiting for Charlie to come home. You didn’t have to wait long for Charlie and once he had walked through the door he ate and then you went to bed.

(The next morning)

The sun had just risen when you were awoken by your stomach turning, you jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom and you only just made it to the toilet in time. The fast movement must have woken Charlie up because he was fast to follow behind you to hold back your hair and softly rub your back. “Honey, you ok?” He asked gently when you had finely finished, he helped you sit up and grabbed a glass to fill with water. You nodded slowly, taking the water and drinking some before you answered, “yeah, I’m fine, it’s normal at this point of the pregnancy.” You didn’t even realise what you had said before you heard the clang of your toothbrush against the sink, Charlie had picked it up to give to you but dropped it in shock at what you had said.

“Pregnancy?” Charlie asked quietly staring wide eyed at you, you opened your mouth to say something when a screech caught you off guard, “what?” Bella must have heard the commotion and exited her room to hear the word Charlie had said, “your pregnant?” She asked screaming loud, her face turned red with the anger that ran through her veins. “You can’t be pregnant!” She shouted staring at you from the door of the bathroom. Charlie still hadn’t moved or spoke since Bella made an appearance so you stood up and smiled slightly at your step-daughter before speaking softly to the both of them, “I wasn’t really that sure how to tell you both but I found out I’m pregnant on Monday, I’m about eight weeks a long,” you smiled, stepping forward towards Charlie who’s eyes had began to well up with what you hoped was happy tears, “Charlie, are your alright with…” you were cut off by your husbands lips meeting yours.

Charlie pulled away holding your waist softly, he had a massive smile on his face and a couple of tears running down his cheeks, “this is amazing!” He said hugging you close before he turned towards his daughter who was stewing with anger in the doorway, “isn’t this great Bella? Your gonna be a big sister.” Bella’s jaw dropped, there was silence in the house before Bella began shouting at the top of her voice, “Great! Great! This is not great!” You sighed slightly leaning into Charlie’s side when he pulled you closer to him, “a baby will ruin everything, you shouldn’t even be married to the gold digger,” she pointed at the with a shaking finger, “and now your having a baby with her.”

You knew that she could go further but the Swan was cut off by her father who shouted loudly, “don’t speak to her like that, Bella!” Charlie kept you in his arms looking at his daughter who had become quiet, “this is an amazing thing to happen to us and you need to except that,” Charlie looked at you with loving eyes and then looked back at his daughter, “(y/n) is my wife and you need to speak to her with respect, you’re already on thin ice with the whole running to Italy thing. Do not make that ice thinner!”

Bella huffed at her fathers words and stormed to her room, you heard her door slam shut and it shook the house slightly. Charlie sighed and turned to you with his arms wrapped around you, he smiled and hugged you tighter. “I can’t believe we’re gonna have a baby” he breathed placing a kiss on your head causing you to smile. You didn’t care if Bella didn’t like you because you had Charlie and now a baby and that’s everything you needed.

#x reader #reader insert #charlie swan x reader #twilight x reader #Bella swan x reader #Charlie swan #Charlie swan x wife reader #x wife reader #Charlie swan x younger reader

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simping-for-joe · 4 months

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Cause Everything I want, is Everything that's Here

Leon Kennedy X Wife Reader

Leon returns home after a mission, thankful to return home to his wife and daughter.

(Title taken from the song “This is where I belong” by Bryan Adams)

A/N: Yes, the song is from the horse movie. I just listened to it again recently and literally couldn’t help but think of RE 6 Leon. Like the relief he feels to say he has a family and a home he can always return to and always feel love. Also, I’m a sucker for domestic Leon.

Leon sighs out softly as he walks off the helicopter, the bags under his eyes heavy. He doesn’t really pay attention to other agents around him. Just focused on getting out his gear, to head home. It’s been almost a month since he’s been home. He didn’t want to waste any more time waiting around here or even talking to anyone. Not even the president could get him to stay at the DSO headquarters for a moment longer. Hunngian promised him she’d handle anything, which he greatly appreciated. He just wanted to get to where he wished to be the most.

As he drives his car, he can clearly see the wedding ring on his finger reflect the street lights. A small smile forms on his lips, he can imagine your shock and surprise when he just shows up. It was one of the few reasons he didn’t always mind these long missions, and then he thought how excited and happy your daughter would be. How she’ll jump up and hug him tightly. He can’t fight the smile that forms on his face as he thinks about it. Finally, he pulls into the driveway with only one other car parked there. He gets out and he watches as his breath is visible in the cold air. Snow having fallen recently, there were remnants that the snow had been disturbed in the front yard. He smiles to himself as he notices two snow angels of different sizes. He walks the short path to the front door, pulling his keys from his jacket pocket. As he does he notices lights on in the house, he secretly hopes he isn’t too late for dinner.

“Baby, make sure your hands are clean.” You tell your daughter gently.

“Okay, mommy!” She calls and rushes back past you. Her blond hair is everywhere as she dashes by. She looked a lot like Leon and acted like him too. The only thing that didn’t look like him was her eyes, she had your eyes. You’re setting up the plates for dinner, putting down two plates. You feel some sadness at not being able to set a third plate. When you suddenly hear a squeal. You rush to see what is going on, to make sure your daughter is okay.

“Daddy!” You look to see Leon grab his daughter from the floor.

“My munchkin!” He calls out joyfully as he picks her up, her giggles never stopping.

“I missed you!” She says brightly as he holds her.

“Oh, I missed you too! More than you could ever imagine!” He blows air on her stomach making her laugh more. You’re practically frozen there as you look at Leon, his smile as bright as your daughter’s.

“Mommy look!” Your daughter calls as you finally start to walk closer. Leon puts your daughter down and is quiet for a moment before you hug him tightly.

“I missed you…” You say simply but so much more is said. Your arms are tight around him. So much you want to say but your daughter is here. I’m so glad you’re alive, I’m so happy you came back to me, I don’t ever want you to leave again.

“I know…” He replies softly hugging you back as tight as he can. His face buried in your neck and hair, taking in everything that is you. Small tears well up in your eyes but you quickly brush them away and smile.

“Come on… we were just getting ready to have dinner.” You tell him that with a bright smile, that reminds him. He’s home.

You quickly set another spot for him, and he listens with a smile as your daughter explains her day. Her feet kick under the table and her smile never fades as her dad is home.

You originally meant to make sundaes to distract your daughter from her father's absence, but now they were a celebration of his return home. Your own fond smile never leaves your lips even as your daughter gets ice cream all over her face. Leon only finds it amusing and kisses her cheek.

After cleaning up and making sure no one has any ice cream anywhere. You head to your daughter's room.

"Goodnight sweetie..." Leon kisses your daughter's forehead gently.

"Daddy... are you going to be here tomorrow..?" She asks in a tired tone, looking up at him. Some part of Leon's heart broke when his daughter asked him that question. You could see it in his blue eyes.

"There is nowhere I'd rather be... than here with you and your mom." He says softly. "Just know... even if I have to go, I'll always return..." Your daughter nods, to which she receives another kiss from Leon.

"Goodnight baby..." You add, tucking her in a bit tighter and giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Love you..." You add on softly.

It's quiet for a moment in your shared bedroom. Before you hug Leon tightly again. As if you're floating in the sea, and he's your only life raft. Confirmation that he's here, and present. Leon not needing an explanation just hugs you back just as tight.

"I will always come home..." He assures you hugging you a bit tighter. Holding part of his entire world in his arms.

#resident evil #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #no use of y/n #x reader #fanfic #x female reader #x wife reader #hurt/comfort #some angst #domestic fluff

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newkatzkafe2023 · 4 months

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@lara-legomonkiekid

What if Y/N gets jealous of a girl who around Monkey King Or calls him a cutesy Nickname in public.

(Lmk Wukong) He was hanging with Mk and the gang again at Pigsy Noodle shop until he heard your voice from outside.

Monkey Queen (Y/N): Sunflower!!! 🌻

He froze no no you did not just call him that. He turned his head towards MK and the rest who were trying to hide their giggles even Pigsy was fighting off a smile.

Monkey Queen (Y/N): I know you're busy but I want to let you know. I brought more peach chips from the store. I'm gonna put him in a cabinet at home So if you want some stop by my mountain. I still have some errands to run I'll see you later love you sunflower 🌻.

And with that you ran off to the market down the street. As soon as you left, everybody burst out. Laughing hysterically to the point where some of them could even breathe. Wukong's face was so red you would think he was on fire.

Macaque: Sunflower 🌻 huh???😏😏

Sun Wukong: Ok number one shut up an number two when did you even get here?!?!?😡😡😡😡

(Nezha Reborn Wukong) He was at the workshop with Li Yunxiang help with his motorcycle. Until he heard you come in

Monkey Queen (Y/N): Fluffy you Left you toolbox at my house again!

This made him spit out the water He was drinking just now as Li awkwardly stood next to him.

Monkey Queen (Y/N): I'm gonna leave it by the door I have to go to work so I'll see you later.

You then ran off as your running late and need to catch the bus.

Li:.......um😥

(NR Wukong) Breathe a word of this to anyone and I'll kill you myself👿☠️

(MK Reborn Wukong) What was Provoking and fighting some palace guards it's from the emerald temple. He destroyed the massive peach tree.during the He was in the zone of fighting until

Monkey Queen (Y/N): Sourpatch!!! stop fighting those two little girls right now Your trashing the place!!!!!😡😡😡

Everybody in the area froze at the sound of your voice. As a female monkey with snow white Fur and Piercing navy blue Eyes glared into her husband from down below. You then stomped pass Master Tang and down the hall to calm down. Wukong was Not only disrespected but also embarrassed by you once again. That's what he gets for getting worked up over nothing.

Guards: Did she just call us little girls😟😟😟

(HIB Wukong) Since his release from the mountain prison Buddha put him in he had went to try and find you, but the children were asking a billion and one question. As he was getting more and more Irritated a soft voice called out to him

Monkey Queen (Y/N): Ah, grouchy Bun, I thought you were dead. But we both know that's impossible now isn't it😉😉😉

He froze seeing his Wife from across the Field beautiful As the day he left her, but he wasn't fooled by her gentle tone she is Furious with him and he has a lot of making it up to her to Too bad that didn't distract him from the giggling children behind him Something else he was going to have to explain😥😥😥

(Netflix Wukong) He was spending time with Lin bragging about How he recently saved the village from another demon when,

Monkey Queen (Y/N): Ok chestnut that's enough Bragging for today now come home and have dinner with me

Wukong's face lit up a bit before Muttering a yes dear and said bye to Lin trying to block out the Her giggles.

Feel Free to Reblog😇👍

#monkey king netflix #monkey king reborn #monkey king x reader #nezha reborn #x female y/n #lmk monkey king #monkey king hero is back #x wife reader #sun wukong x reader #girlboss x malewife

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shy-blue-blossom · 9 months

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Betrothed and Marriage

Thranduil

Thranduil, prince of Mirkwood, was minding his own business reading in the royal library when his father came in and following him was a young she-elf with beautiful knee-length h/c hair and shining e/c eyes. He didn't quite notice the silver crown upon her head until she had sat down and begun to read after his father had left her.

When he looked away for a single second and then looked back she was still there but she didn't seem to notice anything or anyone else around her. As he made his way over to her and tapped her shoulder, she jumped out of shock. She looked up at him and when he could see her soft fair skin and plump l/c lips, he put his hand out for her to take, which she did, he placed a soft kiss upon her hand.

"It's an honour to meet you, my lady. I am Thranduil." He introduced himself, leaving out the part that he was the prince of Mirkwood.

"It is an honour to finally meet you, my prince. I am y/n, the second princess of Lothlórien." She, too, introduced herself with a small smile on her face.

"Would you like to go on a walk through the royal gardens?" Thranduil asked her with a smile of his own, which he got a nod in return.

They walked through the gardens, sharing stories of what they did as they grow up. When the time came for y/n to leave, Thranduil kissed her cheek and wished her to visit again. She did many times until both of them were told they were arranged to be wed, but they didn't know that it was to one another. So when y/n showed up at Mirkwood to be wed to him she was completely shocked, as was Thranduil. They soon found out afterwards that their parents thought it would have been a nice surprise as both of them were in love with each other, but they were just too scared to say anything to one another. As the years went by they fell more and more in love with each other, and when the day y/n became very ill, for she had been outside in the cold too much, or so she thought, Thranduil called the healer to check upon her. He was led outside the room while the healer did some health checks. When Thranduil was let back into the room he saw her with a huge smile on her face and small tears forming in her eyes. He ran up to her and wrapped his arms around her tightly as he asked her what was wrong.

"We are expecting a baby." She whispered out into his ear and tears slide down her fair cheeks.

He froze, then stood up with y/n in his arms and began spinning her around with a full-hearted laugh. She hugged his neck and buried her face into it. When he calmed down he let her feet touch the ground and just hugged y/n close to him, then let her go to spread word that the next heir to the throne was soon to come. The new king of Mirkwood couldn't have been happier than he was when his father had told him about his mother, but the happiness moment of his life would have to be when he first had seen y/n and walked up to her and talked, but for now, the growing Mirkwood royal family was happy.

The end.

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Masterlist

#x reader #reader #x wife reader #thranduil x reader #the hobbit x reader #the hobbit #betrothed and marriage

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storeboughtmashedpotatos · 9 months

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Our Unwavering Love

Geralt of Rivia, a renowned Witcher with silver hair and piercing yellow eyes, had always been a solitary figure, roaming the treacherous lands in search of monsters to slay. His destiny was intertwined with chaos and danger, a life he had chosen willingly. But fate has a way of surprising even the most hardened warriors.

In the midst of his solitary existence, Geralt's path crossed with a remarkable woman named Y/N. She possessed a fiery spirit and a strength that matched his own. Their encounters were not by chance but rather a series of events orchestrated by destiny itself. With time, a deep connection grew between Geralt and Y/N, transcending the boundaries of camaraderie and friendship.

After numerous battles fought side by side, shared victories, and moments of vulnerability, Geralt realized that his heart had found solace in Y/N's presence. In her, he discovered a love that he thought was forever out of his grasp. Their bond blossomed amidst the chaos of their lives, providing an anchor in the tempest.

As Geralt and Y/N decided to seal their love in a sacred oath of marriage, the world braced itself for their union. The people whispered tales of their extraordinary love, the nurturing flame that warmed even the coldest nights.

Together, the couple faced the trials and tribulations of the Witcher's life, all while cherishing the simple joys of a peaceful existence. Y/N, his steadfast wife, nurtured the compassion that lay dormant within Geralt, reminding him that love could conquer even the darkest corners of the world.

In their shared home, nestled in a haven they created, Geralt and Y/N found respite from the dangers that lurked outside their doorstep. Their love became a beacon of hope in a world that so desperately needed it, inspiring others to believe that even in the face of adversity, true love could prevail.

So, dear reader, whether Y/N was a fictional character or a person of your choosing, their love story permeates the realms of fantasy and reality. Geralt of Rivia, a warrior of unmatched prowess, found solace and unwavering love in the arms of his wife, Y/N.

#Geralt of Rivia x wife reader #Geralt of Rivia #The Witcher #x reader #x wife reader #storeboughtmashedpotatos

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passionmotionz · 3 months

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JACOB ELORDI-BOO BUDDY II

jacobelordi

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jacobelordi Grumpy rolo and daddy day because mamas busy 😂

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coredree GRUMP GRUMP

Flominic Very stinking cute!

Frilcjed DILF😍

oozeyfri So mad!

Truperyera rolo a mama’s boy through and through

Yourusername

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Yourusername Getting rolo to sleep as much as possible so he doesn’t get tired on the big day!

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xokyl gurl what big day?

OrBeZzdrip Rolo is such a cutie!

Monedfrondd I wish I could sleep like a baby again :(

Sydneysweeny Tell rolo I miss him!see you soon!

Trurfdess Guys it’s ROLO 😍

Elordiexposedz

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Elordiexposedz Jacob elordi spotted with longtime girlfriend y/n and son Rolo in a rush to the airport.Could this have something to did with the big day teased on Y/n instagram?

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Caleychess Maybe it’s a secret event?

Thotheo I aspire to be this graceful in a rush.😍

Rodeorose Ladies and gents our PARENTS.

Yorhiydale the outfits now this is Fashion!

Himeork Mama and Papa guys.

Sydneysweeny

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Sydneysweeny Congratulations to the blushing bride and my best friend.thank you for giving us the opportunity to make your big day special!

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zendaya who’s next in line 🤨.

Twistpass THEY GOT MARRIED!!!

yourusername Thank you I had a really great time!!!

Redishletuce OFFICIAL MAMA AND PAPA 💕

Elastedlastic Y/n is literally so pretty!

jacobelordi

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jacobelordi A day that will forever be my favorite right after the surprise that was our rolo.I love you to the end of forever Mrs.Elordi.

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yourusername love you too,Mr.Elordi!😘

Gratergroup mother is home ❤️

Undei MRS ELORDI!!!!!!

Sydneysweeny Congrats to both of you and rolo!

Roelolo Awww rolo in a tux 😍

#jacob elordi x reader #jacob elordi x you #pregnant reader #baby #jacob elordi #felix catton x you #felix catton x y/n #felix catton x reader #saltburn #felix catton #wedding #toddler #x reader #x wife reader #x y/n #x y/n fluff #fluff

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randomperson3736 · 5 months

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Shoes

Paring(s): Jay halstead x wife! Reader

Warning(s): none

Genre: cute husband, comedy

Word bank: y/n- your name

Y/n and her husband, Jay halstead were coming home from molly's after having some drinks with the station.

Her feet were hurting from wearing heels all night and also dancing with a few of the girls. So, Jay, being the loving husband he is gave his shoes to his darling wife.

While walking Jay kept stopping every two minutes behind you.

"Can't you walk any faster?" Y/n smirked as she turned to face Jay.

"I'm trying baby...." Jay mumbles, struggling to walk in her heels.

#fyp #x reader #jay halstead #jay halstead x reader #x wife reader #jay halstead x wife reader #chicago fire #chicago pd

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writingoddess1125 · 4 months

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Tea Time

Wrote this and didn't proof read. Enjoy!

SUPER SWEET Fluffy McFluff 🍬 🍫 🍭

König 👑 x Reader + OC Daughter

König- A Colonel of Kortac, A living battering ram and a ruthless killer- A man who scared even the most hardened of soilders.

Now in a hand cast decorated in scratch and sniff stickers and being walked through his home by a little girl in a Ariel night gown. His usual tactical gear replaced by well worn sweatpants and a old Star Wars shirt, and his face bare to the elements.

However here he wasn't just König- he was Hans too, Husband to (Y/N) a simple nurse and father to 4 year old Eden. The little girl currently dragging him to her Disney Princess Bedroom by his uninjured fingers.

He'd been sent on temporary leave due to breaking his hand during his last mission- rolling out of a moving vehicle during an extraction (Lies. In truth he rolled out of bed wrong and crushed his own hand) However he saw it as a blessing non the less. You having gone out to run a few errands which left König to spend the day with his little girl.

"Papa Sit! I made us tea!" Little Eden squealed, König looking over the little pink table set up with stuffed animals and even littler plastic chairs. Smiling as he gingerly lowered himself onto the tiny plastic pink chair, huffing softly as he did so which made Eden bounce impatiently.

"Little small Princess, give papa a second"

Eden, oblivious to her father's predicament, handed him a toy teacup with a proud smile smile the second he could be seated.

"Here Papa!"

König, trying to grasp it with his uninjured hand, which happened to be his non dominant- His large fingers awkwardly able to grasp the tiny plastic cup- this one having Cinderella on the front of it, "Meine Hände sind heute nicht in Topform" (My hands are not in top form today) he joked- often his times home he spoke to Eden in his native tongue, helping her to learn and understand him and pick up the language herself which she had done beautifully.

Despite the challenge, König sipped imaginary tea which to his surprise had liquid in it- water it seemed with all the elegance he could muster. Eden clearly happy giggled, pouring her water tea into cups and declared, "Papa, du bist der beste Teetrinker!" (Dad, you're the best tea drinker!)

König face softened at this- God he missed spending time with her, he knew his job was important but these moments with Eden ment the world to him. Now enjoying these tea party activities, using his injured hand to hold a stuffed bear she had handed him he chuckled, "Danke Princess"

As the tea party continued, König found himself stuck in a tiny chair which was perfect as his little girl put butterfly clips in his short ginger hair and some purple makeup on his powdery eyes, now struggling to maintain a dignified posture- His legs beginning to fall asleep and the chair making it impossible to be comforble as the pink makeup brush batted his poor face.

"Princess- a little more gentle" He said calmly- Winking when some of the cheap kid makeup got into his eye.

"Almost done Papa!" She said, finishing off with a smear of lip gloss over his scared lips.

"Very pretty Papa!"

"Oh? War ich vorher nicht hübsch?"

(Oh? Was I not pretty before?)

"No!" She exclaimed honestly which made König laugh rather loudly. Nothing like the honesty of a child to humble any man.

Eden continued to serve her tea and even bringing up chopped up conversations and random handfuls of snacks she scattered on the table which König pretended to eat. Which was making him shift and damn near fall from his chair-

Eden couldn't help but laugh at her father's predicament "Papa, du bi't so komisch!" (Dad, you're so funny!) She exclaimed while clapping and stomping her little feet, But stopping as her attention went to her open bedroom door immediately as you peaked in having just returned and still dressed for running errands a smile going over your lips.

"Hans?-" You say softly holding back a laugh at the sight of your husband. All nearly 7ft of him crammed on a tiny plastic chair that you could see was bent out of shape from his weight.

"Mama!" Eden cried out, rushing to you quickly with a toothy grin. "We having a tea party!"

"A tea party? Oh that sounds nice" You say with a smile, looking to your husband who batted his poorly painted eyes at you.

"Very nice- Care to join us?" He said with a smile, you walking over and kissing his forehead gently, making sure to avoid the splattering of makeup over his chizzled face.

"Why I'd love to~" You purr, König smiling at this as he helps you sit next to him in a matching plastic chair. Eden excitedly pouring you a tea cup of her water tea and handing it to you.

You looked down at the cup in question, looking to Eden who poured König another cup as well.

"Eden- Honey, where did you get the water from?" You question, knowing she couldn't reach the sink yet- König sipping the tiny bit of water.

"The toilet!"

A snort leaving you in laughter at that moment as König shot out the bit of water from his mouth. You watch König face scrunch up in total horror and disgust as he jumped from the chair like it was on fire spitting and wiping his tongue as he marched away- you now dying of laughter on the floor as he stepped around you, Eden looked at her father confused as he rushed to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

"Verdammt noch mal!"

#dad!konig #cod konig #könig x reader #Dad!König #konig x reader #konig cod #konig #könig call of duty #x wife reader #könig x fem reader #x female reader #konig mw2 #konig call of duty

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justsomerandomfanfic · 3 months

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Touch-Starved - Sirius Black X Female (Wife) Reader

Title: Touch-Starved

Sirius Black X Female (Wife) Reader

Additional Characters: Harry, Remus (Mentioned), James (Mentioned), and Lily (Mentioned)

Requested by: Anon!

WC: 3,285

Warnings: Nightmares, death mentioned, crying, very brief yelling, italics, Pre-Battle of Hogwarts, wife Reader, touch-starved Sirius Black, nicknames, banter, teasing, flirting, Azkaban mentioned briefly, Reader mentioned in a dress once (very brief), alcohol mentioned, spiking pumpkin juice mentioned very briefly, sort of sad, bittersweet, slight angst, and bunches of fluff

It was dark, except for the spotlight on your figure. The tears in your eyes ran down your already wet cheeks like waterfalls, dripping from your chin, falling down, down into the never-ending abyss where you stood, and in which was surrounding you. He tried to move, but his feet wouldn't listen; feeling as if they were stuck, cemented down to the ground that seemed to have no end. He opened his mouth to speak, to cry, but no words escaped, not even sound. His heart began to pound loudly behind his ribcage, hammering against him as if it were trying to escape, the thumping in his ears beginning to ring as he tried again to speak, but still nothing.

It was too hot. The air around him was thick and suffocating, seeming as if it was choking him slowly, the feeling of no air making him gasp and sputter. It was a slow, agonizing death, and he was forced to endure it. The silence was deafening, the only sound was that of your quiet cries and his heavy breathing.

He tried to scream, call out to you, but still; nothing. His eyes flickered over himself before looking over at you, and in a matter of moments, your cries grew louder as you cried hysterically, dropping onto your knees, your hands pressed firmly against your face. Your sobs rang out, echoing throughout the darkness.

From the corners of his eyes, long black, spindling fingers reached out from behind him. A multitude of whispers echoed around him menacingly; the words ‘murderer,’ and ‘monster,’ combined with your agonizing cries. He tried to move to run to you, but he was still unable to, watching in horror and absolute panic as the inky-black arms began to twist and swirl around him; like a snake, constricting its prey. They tighten before pulling him backward, his feet lifting miraculously, stumbling as he was dragged.

"Sirius!" You called out to him, your voice harrowing, searing into his mind as you dug your face deeping into your hands, hunching over, your tears pooling around you in a thick puddle of despair. “Don’t take him away from me!”

"Y/N!" He called out to you, finally finding his voice, but it was too late. The hands were dragging him deeper and deeper into the darkness. He tried to hold on, falling onto his stomach harshly, desperately clawing at the ground that seemed to be getting farther away. The only thing he could do was reach out for you, his hand outstretched and tears brimming the corners of his eyes as he stared at you in fear. You tried to reach back out to him, but it was useless, and before he knew it, slowly his vision began to darken around the corners, his sight becoming blurry, and you fading.

"No!" Sirius shot up from the bed, gasping for air. He looked around the room in a panic, finding himself in his bed in Grimmauld Place. He tried to catch his breath, taking in the scenery around him. The early morning sun shined through the window, the curtains swaying with the wind as it blew in. The room was quiet, the only sound was that of his heavy breathing. He quickly looked to his left, finding the space beside him empty.

Another wave of panic settled in the pit of his stomach as he kicked the covers off of him, sweat almost drenching his sleepwear as he shakily ran a hand through his messy, equally sweat-ridden hair. Moving to the side of the bed, Sirius made his way to stand, to search, and find you, but at your sudden appearance at the bedroom door, he stopped.

"Siri, I heard you yell for me." You spoke, your voice like a godsend, calming the man in question just enough for him to take in a deep breath. You stared at him, surveying him, eyes raking over his slouched figure, and panicked expression before you walked further into the room. "Another nightmare?" You then asked, taking a seat beside him, and turning your body towards him.

Opening his mouth, he almost expected to have a hard time finding his voice, but the words came out soft, "... Yeah..." He answered, voice rough, but audible. "Are you alright?" He then asked, his head turning slightly to look at you, his gaze gentle, tired, and yet worried nonetheless.

“I should be the one asking you that, honey,” You nodded your head nonetheless, bringing your hand up to tuck a strand of his hair behind his ear, your thumb gently brushing against his stubbly cheek as you cupped his face. "I'm fine, Sirius. Do you want to talk about it?" You answered, your smile small, but comforting.

Sirius sighed through his nose, taking your hand from his cheek to hold in his lap, "It was the same from Monday." He muttered, staring down at your hand, his fingers subconsciously fiddling with yours, thumb brushing against your engagement and wedding band.

"Same from Monday? The abyss one?" You asked carefully, shuffling impossibly closer to him, shoulder to shoulder.

"Yeah, but this time, uh, hands came out of nowhere, and were- were dragging me away." He added, swallowing thickly, as he licked his dry lips, "I couldn't reach you. You kept calling for me. You kept screaming for me... You wouldn't stop crying. I- I couldn't do anything." His brows furrowed, a frown settling upon his lips as his eyes brimmed with fresh tears, his breathing becoming heavy as he closed them, trying to push them back.

"Siri..." You whispered, "Sweetheart, it's alright." You turned his face towards you, "It wasn't real, okay? You're safe. I'm safe, and everything is alright." You tried to assure him, moving closer to press a gentle kiss to his cheek, "I'm right here, and I'm not going anywhere. And neither are you. You know that me, Harry, Remus, and so many others would do anything to make sure that the Ministry doesn't come after you again. You know that I would do anything.”

"I know... I just- I can't lose you, Y/N." Sirius choked out, "I- I've lost so much already. I can’t lose you again."

"I know... I know... But I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere. It's alright..." You cooed, pulling him into your arms, and hugging him close. He held you back tightly, his hands gripping onto your shirt as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, a shaky breath leaving him.

~~~

The rest of the day was slow. After calming Sirius down, you brought him down to the kitchen; knowing that a good breakfast always helped Sirius after nightmare-filled nights. As you were sizzling some bacon on the stove, you felt two arms wrap themselves around your waist, a nose then pressing into the back of your head; nuzzling slightly in your hair. Sirius said nothing, and so did you, smiling lightly as you continued to cook the food, one hand coming to cover one of his around you. Sirius Black was a strong man, but he still had his fears, and he still had his weaknesses. You weren't a stranger to the nightmares, the night terrors, and the constant worry that he carried around with him. You were plagued with your own nightmares of the Ministry taking him away too.

Being in Azkaban for more than a decade, Sirius came back different. It was inevitable. Back when you both were in school, he was confident - almost arrogantly so - he used to fool around and pull pranks with James. But, all the more, he was brave, loyal, and protective of those whom he called his friends. He was still brave, loyal, and protective, but he was far more complex nowadays, and there was a lot more going on in his head that he didn't always let on. He was still very much Sirius Black - still very flirtatious when he wanted to be - but he had been changed by the experiences he faced in that prison.

You couldn't imagine the horror and the evil he had dealt with in that awful place. To be sentenced and looked at as if he was the villain, someone who had killed two of his best friends, but he wasn't. The thought of him rotting in that place, being tortured, and put through absolute hell made you sick. But, you were glad that he was safe now, and you will continue to make sure that he remained free and safe until the end of your days.

It was a rough journey at first, for both of you, but you gave him time and encouragement. You were always there for him. You will always love him. There was no doubt about that. He was your soulmate, your other half, and your best friend. And even though you could have never predicted that this was how your life would be, you wouldn't change it.

His arms tightened around you slightly, making you blink rapidly out of your thoughts. After escaping Azkaban, and finding you again, the one thing that you noticed so obviously from him was how touch-starved he had seemed. He was always hugging you, holding your hand, cuddling with you, or just simply touching you in some way; almost as if he was making sure you were real or even just because he hadn't seen you - held or touched you - in over a decade. It saddened you, knowing that he had been gone so long, away from you, unable to hold you. You also thought that you were touch-starved too, in a sense that holding him close gave you immense closure. Overall, you were not complaining in the slightest.

"It smells delicious." He mumbled against your hair, making you snort.

"It better, I'm a damn good chef." You teased, reaching out to turn off the stove and pull the pan from the heat. "Bacon, eggs, and toast. Your favorite."

"You're too good to me," Sirius muttered, dropping his face into the dip between your neck and shoulder, "What did I do to deserve you?" He then asked, and you shook your head, placing your hand on his arm.

"You don't need to deserve me. You've always had me." You reassured him, "I will always be here. No matter what."

"Promise?"

"Promise." You answered, turning your head to press a gentle kiss to his temple, "Now, let's eat, yeah?" You suggested, earning a hum in response, but before you could slip out of his arms, Sirius turned you in his grasp, capturing your lips in a soft, lingering kiss. It lasted for a moment before he pulled away, a small smile on his lips.

"I love you," He whispered, and you blinked slowly, still reeling from the sudden kiss.

"Love you more, Siri." You replied, smiling back at him.

~~~

Later in the day, in the early afternoon, you and Sirius sat in the library; the classical music from the record player softly played in the background. Sirius was on the couch, while you were on the floor in front of him, reading a book quietly that you had been planning to read for the past month, but never had the time for. Sirius's hand was in your hair, gently massaging your scalp as he read the Daily Prophet with the other, his brows furrowed in concentration. You hummed, leaning into his touch, making him glance down at you briefly, his furrowed brows lifting as a small grin twitched at the corner of his lips before he went back to reading. It was nice and peaceful. It was quiet. No worries, no secret meetings. Just peace, comfort, and each other.

As the song came to an end, the next one began to play, your eyes quickly lifting from the words on the page to stare at the record player. A nostalgic smile appeared on your face, your head tilting slightly as you felt Sirius's hand still in your hair. "That's our song..." You muttered, chest warming as you immediately thought about a particular night long ago.

"Our song..." Sirius muttered, his hand slipping from your hair before you felt him move off the couch.

Looking up at him, you raised an eyebrow at the sight of his outstretched hand. "Sirius-"

"Dance with me, my love?" He asked, sounding more like a gentle command, but how could you refuse such an ask?

Unable to stop the giddiness that began to bubble up inside of you, you placed your hand in his, a wide smile growing on your face as you stood. "Gladly." You answered, giggling as he pulled you closer to him, his other hand coming to settle on your waist, while you placed yours on his shoulder. He swayed you both slowly to the music, and you smiled up at him, eyes crinkling as he returned the same look.

"I remember our first dance like it was yesterday." You then muttered, your mind flashing back to that moment. Biting your lip, you couldn't help but laugh at a specific memory that swirled in your mind, "It also reminds me of when you took me to the Yule Ball." You spoke, playful in your tone.

Gasping, Sirius spoke up, "Hey! I was an amazing dancer!"

"Siri, we ended up falling onto the ground." You reminded him, snorting when his face began to heat up.

"You stepped on my foot!" He insisted, letting go of your waist to spin you out, and back into his chest expertly.

"You pulled me too close and spun me so fast I lost my balance and tripped over the hem of my dress!" You giggled, rolling your eyes at the memory as Sirius huffed and rolled his eyes playfully. "Of course, I was going to step on your foot after. I was dizzy."

"We were drunk." He answered insistently as you raised an eyebrow, giving him a look.

"That too, but whose fault was that?"

Glancing away briefly, Sirius shrugged his shoulders, "You can't only blame me. It was James’s idea to spike the pumpkin juice too."

Humming, you slipped your hand out of his, unable to break your gaze away from his as you clasped your hands together behind his neck; subconsciously playing with his soft, dark curls. His own hands fell back to your waist, and you pressed yourself closer against him, leaning up slightly to press a soft kiss to his nose. "That's true," You muttered, "At least you learned how to properly dance before our wedding."

"I was an amazing dancer then too. I only messed up once." Sirius continued to joke, feigning a small pout as your eyes softened. At the small glimpse of Sirius's old self. A warm unknown feeling began to tingle across your skin; more nostalgia with a hint of something else. You missed seeing him like that, happy, confident, and just carefree; joking around. It made you happy to see him like that again. You knew he could never go back to how he was, and you would never want him to.

"I remember." You muttered, sucking in a breath, your eyes glancing down at his lips and back up, "Do you remember our kiss?"

Sirius's pout quickly slipped into a small frown, his gray eyes looking up at the ceiling as if he were in deep thought, but he remembered that kiss perfectly... It was something he couldn't forget, something that he thought of a lot back when he was trapped in his cell doing nothing; it kept him from going insane, the thought of you. "It's hard to forget," He muttered, and your heart began to pound against your ribcage, a flush beginning to creep up your neck, onto your cheeks, and the tips of your ears. "You were a vision," His deep, almost bittersweet-filled voice, and the way his eyes stared down into yours so intently made a shiver run down your spine; the world around you seemed to float away, just like at your wedding - so much so - that you didn't even notice that you both had stopped dancing. Sirius raised his hand, brushing a few stubborn strands of your hair from your face, tucking them behind your ear as his eyes flickered between yours. "So beautiful. Still are."

You felt like you couldn't breathe, your throat felt tight and your chest felt like it was filled with butterflies as you stared up at him. You hadn't felt like that since you first started dating him; that fluttering feeling of new love. Back when you both were still teenagers, not even out of Hogwarts yet. Sirius Black still knew how to make you feel like you were the most important person in the room, that you were the center of his universe. An almost bashful smile twitched at the corners of your lips, your eyes flickering down to his own, and back up.

"And I remember, we were standing just like this," He continued, his hand cupping your cheek, his thumb brushing across your bottom lip softly. "Your eyes, wide and bright, shining like the stars."

"Siri..." You whispered, but he continued.

"The music was loud, but I didn't care. The room was crowded, but we were all alone, the whole world had disappeared for us. It was just you and me. I wanted it to last forever..." He paused, swallowing thickly, his hand moving to gently wrap around the back of your neck, "I held you like this, and then I kissed you."

His head dipped, closing the gap between the two of you. Your eyes fluttered shut, your hands coming to grip his shirt, pulling him closer, and deepening the kiss. The kiss was slow, passionate, and sweet; it was everything that you both wanted and more. It was just like the kiss at the end of your first dance, and it almost felt as if you had been transported back to that night, wrapped up in each other's arms, surrounded by your loved ones; during a time when you didn't have a care in the world.

As Sirius pulled away, you chased after him, making him chuckle before he pulled you close once more. "Taking me down memory lane… You just wanted me to kiss you, didn't you, Mrs. Black?" He whispered.

"Maybe..." You answered, your voice breathless. "It worked though, didn’t it, Mr. Black?"

Sirius looked like he was going to say something else, but at the sound of footsteps and Harry's voice echoing through the halls, you both pulled away, but you stayed close together, hands finding one another. Sirius's thumb brushed against your knuckles as Harry entered the room, a large smile on his face.

"Hey, Sirius, Remus owled. He's coming for supper." The young man gestured back to the hall with his thumb as Sirius smiled brightly.

"Wonderful, my boy," Sirius exclaimed, patting your hand with his free one, "Did he say when he was getting here?"

"Six."

Sirius nodded, "Wonderful." He repeated, "We should prepare for his arrival, then." He responded, looking back down at you with a grin, "What do you think, my darling? Should we prepare a feast?"

You scoffed, "Of course, we should! It's been over a week since he was last here."

"Well, you heard the woman, let's get to it!" Sirius agreed, reluctantly letting go of you walking over to Harry, wrapping an arm around him, "You, Harry, can help me make the mashed potatoes."

"Mashed potatoes?" Harry asked as you joined them, walking together down the hall to the kitchen; Sirius’s hand finding yours once more.

You couldn't help but laugh a little, "It's the only thing Siri can prepare without burning down the house."

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