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hopelesslyromanticshark · 2 months

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content: leo valdez x daughter of poseidon! reader fic warning: looooooooong ass fic yall that's my bed, got carried away, bad google translated spanish actually doing it myself would have been too much work tbh sorry not sorry, minor angst but also overarching feeling of sadness so idk what to tell yall author's note: on my music lyrics as fic titles GRINDDDDDDD

“gods, i’m melting away!” y/n moaned, her face scrunched up and her hand waving near her face in hopes of cooling herself down. leo laughed, looking down at the girl with a rolling of his eyes.

“please, this isn’t even hot! quit whining,” he mused in response, his eyes trained on the town, taking in the new and old buildings.

“i’ll whine as much as i like, valdez. i hate texas,” the girl muttered under her breath.

leo huffed at her jokingly as he shoved his hand into the back pocket of her jean shorts. his eyes then returned to the familiar streets. when the pair had received this quest, leo almost turned it down. the thought of going back to his hometown made him sick. but, y/n was there to calm him down and talk through what he was really scared of. she reasoned with him and promised at the first sign of discomfort they’d leave, failing the quest without a second thought.

“my cousin used to own that shop,” leo mentioned, nodding his head towards the corner bodega. y/n’s eyes shot to it, her eyes lighting up as she turned back to him.

“cold drinks would help with this heat,” she offered, leaving it up to him completely.

“i’ve seen you sit in boiling water, this is not hot to you,” the boy huffed in response but led her towards the store, swinging it’s door open for her. a bell rang above the door, briefly drawing y/n’s eyes.

“you’re right, i’ve definitely felt hotter,” she joked, winking at the boy as she walked past.

leo laughed, following and draping his arm across her waist, muttering things into her ear that should not be repeated. she shoved him off her with a roll of her eyes, reaching up into a freezer and grabbing two jarritos, a lime one for leo and a mandarin one for herself. she pressed the cold glass to her neck, allowing her head to fall back at the feeling. leo shook his head, shooing her towards the counter as he grabbed his wallet and began to pull out some cash. the bell above the door chimed again as leo paid the unfamiliar man, frowning slightly that his cousin wasn’t behind the counter. y/n noticed, her smile slipping slightly too before she reached out to his free hand, tangling her fingers with his. he pressed his lips to her temple before telling the man to keep the change in spanish.

“gracias! que tenga un buen día!” y/n called as they left, the cashier replying similarly with a warm smile. leo reached into one of his cargo pant pockets, producing a bottle opener, opening y/n’s before doing his own. the two continued walking, leo occasionally mentioning a building here and there, but he tended to avoid the topic of his mother. y/n didn’t push, letting him do it in his own time and allowing his fingers to be snugly hooked around her belt loops.

“ah, this is where i completely ate shit and knocked my front tooth loose. me and my friend were racing to see who could get to the end of the block fastest and i forgot about the uneven concrete,” leo told y/n, who giggled at his little anecdote.

“i can see it. a bloody little leo right there,” y/n laughed, holding her fingers out like she was framing a shot. leo shoved her slightly, laughing lightly with her.

“actually, it was more that way-”

“leo?” a voice cut in, warbly and strained.

leo and y/n’s heads instantly turned in the direction of the voice, leo’s hand tightening on y/n’s waist and y/n’s hand gripping leo’s wrist, where she knew a weapon was hidden inside his sleeve. leo’s grip on y/n faltered as his eyes landed on the man, a few years older than the two, maybe in his late 20’s. leo’s body was having a reaction while his brain was trying to play catch up. the man moved closer, struggling to get breath in.

“god, i- we all- oh, leo, you…you’re so big,” the man gasped out, y/n’s eyes trained on her boyfriend. he was pained that he didn’t know this man anymore, the memories lost with the years of abuse from the foster system. y/n squeezed his wrist three times, grounding him slightly before she turned to the man.

“and you are?” she asked, knowing leo wouldn’t, his shame burning brighter than any fire he could produce. the man’s eyes briefly flickered to y/n before returning to leo.

“i’m…i’m mateo. mateo cruz. we- we used to go to school together,” the man, mateo, replied, tears welling in his eyes. y/n turned back to leo, who broke from her and staggered towards the man.

“mateo, h-hey, man. long…long time no see,” leo joked, though it was strained, before pulling mateo into a strong hold, the man replying similarly. y/n watched all this with a small smile, getting what she wanted out of this quest. she could return to camp empty handed and with a smile, knowing leo was healing.

“yeah, no shit,” mateo muttered into leo’s shoulder, both of them laughing. they pulled apart and mateo’s eyes instantly went to y/n, who got distracted by one of the rings on her finger being out of place, surely switched by leo subconsciously.

“right, right. this is y/n, my girlfriend,” leo jumped in, waving the girl over with a huge smile. she presented her hand to mateo, who gave her a pointed look before pulling her into a hug too. y/n chuckled, more than willing to accept.

“tengo que ser honesto, hermano, no pensé que terminarías con una chica tan atractiva,” mateo told leo as he pulled back from y/n. leo’s eyes widened as a blush covered his face, opening his mouth to cut in.

“el tampoco lo creía. pero el amor es algo voluble,” y/n replied, easily, leaving mateo’s jaw dropped. she smirked at the man, who shook his head and pointed at her.

“and here i thought you were just another girl,” he joked and y/n waved him off dismissively.

“he knows how to pick ‘em,” y/n winked, nodding her head towards leo, who wrapped his arms around her and picked her up, the girl squealing and trying to escape his arms. mateo watched this with a warm smile as y/n was returned to the ground, shoving the boy off her and flipping her hair out of her face with a huff.

“how long are you guys in town, leo? i’d love to have lunch or dinner, catch up, ya know,” mateo asked, hopefully, glancing between the pair. leo’s face faltered slightly and y/n was quick to interject with a warm smile.

“we’re here on business, but i can take care of it by myself. leo, go have lunch, make up for lost time,” y/n stated, half-lying. she looked up at leo, who frowned down at her.

“but-”

“i do not need a man to help me with this. i love you, but i can do it without you. it wasn’t an offer, that was an order. i’ll be back in, like, two hours,” y/n cut in, sharing a look with leo that said ‘if i’m not back in two hours, find me.’ leo still wasn’t happy but knew there was no fighting her on this.

“okay, okay. just-…just be safe, y/n. i love you,” leo muttered to her, knowing mateo would be suspicious if he heard too much. y/n smirked up at him, planting a kiss on his lips.

“i’m always safe. eat something good and save me some. it was lovely to meet you, mateo, and when i return i expect baby pictures,” mused y/n as she began walking away, waving at the men before she rounded a corner. leo’s heart clenched as she disappeared from view, a tugging in the pit of his stomach telling him to follow but then mateo gripped his shoulder and pulled leo’s eyes to him.

“c’mon, that really good pizza parlor is still open,” mateo told him, nodding his head towards what leo knew to be the pizza place. leo smiled, quickly falling in step with the man who he used to see more as a brother.

it was only a few blocks away and they made the time fly as they caught up. by the time the pizza was set in front of the guys, leo had learned about mateo’s wife and kids, career, what happened to his parents, and the names of his three cats. leo took a sip from his coke as mateo presented a photo of his kids, his son, edgar, looking like the boy leo used to play in burst open fire hydrants with.

“he’s like your twin,” leo stated and mateo nodded.

“we get that a lot,” he shrugged, returning his wallet to his pocket before moving his eyes back to leo, swallowing thickly, “what about you, leo? i mean- after…everything.”

“well,” leo started, debating on what to say and what not to say. he couldn’t just be like, hey, man, i started the fire that killed my mother because i was my father’s, who is a god by the way, chosen son. oh, and y/n, we met when she saved me and my friends from roman wind demons. one of those friend, by the way, i had fake memories of even being friends with and he was kidnapped and brain wiped. then i built a massive flying ship and sailed through the sky to a place called new rome and got possessed and nearly blew up my girlfriend’s brother. lifes been good. refills still free here or?

“just, uh, a lot of moving from one foster house to another,” leo surmised, shrugging as he lied. mateo frowned slightly, somewhat expecting more.

“is that how you met y/n? is she a foster kid, too?” he questioned and leo hesitated to shake his head. it was an interesting question that he wished she was here to answer.

“uh, no, we met at a summer camp, up in long island,” answered leo, glad the topic moved away from him once more.

“come on, leo. i know when you tell me half-truths. it’s been a long time, but that’s not something you forget,” mateo argued, crossing his arms with a frown. leo hung his head before opening his mouth to reply.

“look, mateo, i want to tell you, i do, but i can’t just-” his words faltered as his brows furrowed and he twisted in his seat, his eyes locking on the door.

“leo, i’m here for you and-” mateo tried only to get cut off.

“shh!”

“excuse me?!” huffed mateo but leo just shooed him again, his eyes still on the doors. then the doors smashed inwards, leo ducking down and glancing at his watch.

“shit,” he muttered, noting that nearly an hour and half had passed and y/n still wasn’t back. he then reached across the table and dragged mateo up and out of the emergency exit of the restaurant, not even looking back to see whatever monster was crashing their quest.

“it- he- lion-” mateo sputtered out, still reeling and the mist was doing little for this situation.

“fuck, you’re joking? a nemean lion over a hair clip?” leo groaned, peeking around a corner before dragging mateo with him as he ran a block away.

“what- what are you even saying?” mateo questioned, shrilly, as he glanced behind them. leo groaned before pulling the man into an alley and grabbing him by his shoulders, forcing the older man to look at him.

“my father is a greek god. it’s why i’ve got adhd; i was built to survive battle, not sit in class. the greek god of fire and mechanics is my dad. that was a nemean lion, which is determined to rip me and y/n into ribbons. y/n’s father is also a greek god, god of the sea. we’re here to collect some stupid hair clip but i just had to let y/n go off on her own and i don’t know even where she is-” leo explained, which quickly dissolved into a rant as his worry for y/n left him radioactive.

“you’re crazy! you’ve gone insane!” mateo shouted, pulling away from leo, who rolled his eyes.

“please, even i’m not creative enough for this.”

“so, i’ve gone insane,” reasoned mateo, gripping his hair in his stress.

“no, mateo-”

“leo! leo! where the hell are you, you lug nut of a boy?!” y/n’s voice called, causing leo’s head to instantly shoot up and look around for y/n. he sprinted out of the alley, leaving mateo with no other choice but to follow, still confused but wanting to be near the boy. he looked up and down the street before catching a glance of y/n, gripping her shoulder and her sword firmly held in her hand. leo’s body tensed and he quickly made his way to her, allowing the girl to sink against his chest. leo pulled her hand back, wincing at the claw marks that easily cut through her tank top and shoulder.

“stupid, stupid girl. i thought i told you to be safe,” leo growled at her, reaching into his pocket, magically producing a water bottle. y/n rolled her eyes at him, her teeth gritted.

“i’d like to see you try and take a nemean lion on by yourself, fire boy,” y/n huffed, her eyes trained on her shoulder as leo poured the water on it. the wound seemed to begin healing itself, not so much as a faint scar left behind.

“i’m asleep. i’m just dreaming. this isn’t real,” mateo muttered as his eyes stayed trained on y/n’s rapidly disappearing wound. y/n’s eyes jolted to him before frowning up at leo.

“why would you-”

“he saw the lion. it was out of my control,” leo justified.

“whatever. i got the hair clip but that lion can’t just be out on the streets,” y/n huffed, pulling the hair clip out of her back pocket and presenting it to leo, who took it with a grimace.

“all this for that measly thing,” he complained and y/n nodded in agreement as she twisted her blade again, pulling it into an up right position.

“don’t let aphrodite hear you say that,” the girl mused, in a sing songy voice and with a tight smile. leo huffed at her, glaring before the lion roared from what could have only been a few streets over.

"you got a plan?" questioned y/n, looking up at leo, who scrunched his face up in thought.

"nah, got nothing, you?" he jokes with a wide smile that told you that he was lying.

"look, i'm not the smart one here. that's your job. where do you want me, cog head?"

"that's a new one," leo mused with a smile before explain his rather lame plan, but a plan none the less. and mateo just stood there, looking between the two like it was an intense tennis match. he wasn’t exactly sure what he was supposed to do while they made this big huge mastermind plan, but leo could sense the worry basically oozing off him.

“mateo, stay with y/n or i and you’ll be fine," leo told him, clapping the older boy on the shoulder with a serious look, "preferably with y/n, she's a better fighter than me."

"plus, i've got motive to keep you alive! you still owe me baby pics," you joke, grabbing hold of mateo's wrist and gently leading him towards the alley you were supposed to hide in.

the plan was relatively simple. leo stood in the street and drew the lions attention until it was close enough for y/n to go in for the kill. easy peasy, lemon squeezy. except for the fact that the lion was a tad bit smarter than they gave it credit for and it instantly sought out y/n, despite leo's best efforts to look like a tastey demigod. though, it wasn't all that terrible as y/n burst open an nearby water tank, dousing the lion and blinding it for a few seconds, giving her time to swing her sword with a groan. it burst into glittering ash, fluttering into the air as y/n swatted it away, refusing to breathe it in.

"all good?" leo called, sopping wet but better that than dead. y/n giggled at his state before holding up a thumbs up, shrinking her sword back into a charm on her bracelet before turning to mateo. he was also soaked but he didn't seem to mind so much as he stared at where the lion had been a few seconds ago.

"...are you alright, mateo?" y/n questioned hesitantly, reaching a hand out and setting it against his shoulder softly.

"i- i'm okay but- what the hell is going on??" he hissed out as he felt his shirt rapidly drying, looking down and watching the water seemingly seep from his shirt into the girl's hand, where she waved it away to spalt against the ground.

"i think leo and i have some explaining to do," the girl reasoned as she did a similar process to leo's shirt.

"obviously," mateo bit out before taking a calming breath and looking at the two teens, who looked rather disappointed in themselves, "alright, alright. here's what were gonna do. you two can come home with me and explain all of this. spend a night or two or however many nights it takes to explain all of this. c'mon, it's this way."

it was a long walk but the trio filled it with plenty of explanation from y/n and leo. mateo promised to hold a open mind and he truly was trying his best, asking logical questions and really trying to understand. by the time they got to mateo's house, he was using 'gods' instead of the singular and making greek jokes like he'd been doing it his whole life. leo couldn't have been more grateful.

"honey, i'm home! with company!" mateo called as he swung his door open, leo and y/n hearing the distinct sound of little footsteps slapping against hardwood.

"daddy!" three voices cheered in near unison, launching themselves into their father's arms, who kneeled to squeeze them tight to his chest. his wife followed, smiling as she took in the sight before looking up and taking a second look at y/n and leo, who waved awkwardly

"oh, goodness! are you- leo?? oh, welcome home, buddy!" she cheered, moving past her kids and pulling leo into a tight hold, pressing a kiss to his scalp. leo wound his arms around the woman, another ghost of the past that he was more then happy to see. mrs. cruz then turned to y/n, pulling her into a tight squeeze as well before letting go and introducing her kids.

the kids took to the pair of teens like a sponge to water. while the cruz couple slaved away over dinner, y/n and leo were running around outside with the kids, playing some version of tag that leo didn't remember the rules to anymore. y/n had the youngest girl held in her arms, swaying her back and forth when she caught leo's eye, beaming a soft smile at him before giggling as the girl laid her hands on her cheeks. and leo's heart clenched, knowing he'd rather burn the whole world than live without the daughter of poseidon. then the two boys managed to tug leo down into the grass, laughing as they clambered onto his chest.

"dinner's ready, kids!" mateo teased from the doorway, drawing all five pairs of eyes to himself. the kids scrambled inside and y/n helped leo off the ground, earning her a kiss to the cheek as he pulled her into the house.

traditional hispanic meals were scattered across the table, leo explain each one to his girl as he went, giving suggestions as he filled his plate. he didn't realize how much he'd missed it until he took the first bite. obviously, it wasn't the same as his mom's, but it came pretty damn close. then the kids bedtime came, leo and y/n helping as they insisted.

mateo and his wife didn't really have a spare bedroom to offer to the pair but they were more than happy to sleep on the couch, knowing they've slept in worst places. but, before turning in for the night, mateo passed a scrap book over to y/n, giving her a warm smile and wink before setting into a seat next to her. for the next hour or so, mateo explained every photo and told every embarrassing story he could, despite leo's many protests. he even pulled a few from the book, gifting them to her, smiling as she clutched them to her chest like it was her prized possession.

"no, no, that's not what happened at all!!" leo insisted following a rather embarrassing story, his blooming blushing giving away the fact that he was now lying.

"believe what you want, leo, but that is what happened," laughed mateo, gently shutting the scrapbook as he yawned. he glanced between the tired pair, watching as you snuggled closer to leo, who leaned down and pressed a sleep kiss to your temple.

"i just- i gotta say, man, having you back home...it's nice, leo. we've missed you so- so much," admitted mateo, coughing down his emotions but leo could read it on his face.

"i'm glad to be back. gods, yeah, i'm happy to be here too," replied leo, nodding his head like he was confirming with himself too before beaming a smile at the older boy.

"well, sleep well, you two. hasta mañana," mused mateo before heading off to his room, faint similar calls coming from the teens.

the girl was aslready half asleep against leo's chest, yawn once more as she resting her hand above his heart and tucked her face into the junction between his neck and throat. leo's hands found her waist like a magnet to metal, slipping under her shirt and simply resting his fingers against her skin. he knew she was sleepy, which is why he said his next words.

"i love you, so so much. thank you for...all of this"

murmurs back of similar words is all he got in return, bring a small smile to his lips. she was all he needed, even when she was sleepy and drooling into his collarbone. he was certain he'd never loved someone like this and never would again.

and in the morning, the pair would decline mateo's offer for breakfast and leave, not without getting their phone number and address, forcing leo to promise to call or send letters within the week. then, y/n would make the offer of getting flowers and visiting his mom's grave. the tightening of leo's chest was back again but this time it didn't hurt so much. it was nearly warm and more of a pounding against his chest. a feeling he, strangely enough, wanted to keep around.

so, the pair of demigods bought flowers and y/n hung back, leaving leo with a comforting smile and allowing him alone time with his mom. and leo took it, sitting criss cross and raving about how much she would have loved y/n. how much he wished they could have met. how much he missed her. how different he felt, back in his hometown but not even sure if he could call it that anymore with how long he's been away. how much he wanted to love this place in the same way he did at seven, but he's forgotten the way. he left without saying goodbye, knowing he'd be back. he found the daughter of poseidon, leaning against a nearby fountain with a tilt of her head. he took her hand into his, offering a smile.

"let's go home, yeah?"

Just trust me, you'll be fine And when I'm back in Chicago, I feel it Another version of me, I was in it I wave goodbye to the end of beginning

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thekeystothebasement · 1 year

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Que Va a Pedir La Princesa? (What's the Princess going to ask for?)

Pairings: Phillip Graves x Alejandro's daughter reader

Word Count: 6,442

Warnings: SMUT! Loss of virginity, degradation, dacryphilia, overstimulation, choking, unprotected sex, breeding, and more.

A/n: AHHHH!!! I did it! It's finished! Let me know what yall think, especially the spicy scenes. It's been a while since I wrote anything smutty. I definitely recommend to listen La Nina Fresa by Banda Machos and Playing Dangerous by Lana Del Rey. It's what I was listening to while writing. There are some Spanish phrases and I will try my best to provide translations at the end of the fic.

After capturing Hassan and not long after that, having to set him loose, Shadow Company, Taskforce 141, Los vaqueros decided to let out their frustrations in Alexandro’s base. Carrying cases of liquor, tequila, and a variety of beer into the base and celebrating their semi-victorious mission.

Graves watched as his men drank amongst Los vaqueros and laughed amongst each other. His attention was soon brought back to the table of men he was sitting amongst. Alexandro, Ghost, Soap, and Rudy.

It was evident that Alexandro has had too much to drink, the bottles of beer and a nearly empty bottle of tequila as proof of how much he had. His words were starting to slur and his sentence nearly incoherent.

“My sweet, preciosa princesa…” he wailed. His head against the worn-down wood table. “She’s growing up to quickly…pinche cabrones…” he was starting to mumble, his words, the rest of his sentences lost to the men around him except Rudy.

“The capitán gets very emotional when talking about his daughter” Rudy explained, with worry on his face when looking at Alexandro. “He recently noticed that his daughter has some admirers…and she seems to love the attention.”

Suddenly Alejandro grabs Rudy’s shoulders and shakes him as Alejandro continues to rant. “Hermano, mi princesa…protegerla de esos animales.”

“Same goes for you all. If you ever see my daughter near another man, you have my permission to kill him…” he said with such intensity in his eyes. “Mi Princesa is my world, she’s my only hija and no man is good enough for her.”

All the men around the table nodded their heads to Alejandro’s words, somewhat understanding his frustration, all except Graves whose mind was elsewhere. Maybe if he had heard Alejandro’s rant, he could’ve spared himself the trouble that was yet to come.

Graves continues to zone in and out of the conversation in front of him, his eyes wandering around the room, his mind trying to make sense of the music playing, understanding every other word. Graves takes a sip of his beer as he tries his best to listen to Alejandro’s and Rudy’s stories but couldn’t help the feeling as if he’s being watched.

Graves looks away from the men at the table and his eyes travel around the room until they stop at you. You were sitting on the hood of one of the jeeps that were inside of the base, your legs swinging over the edge. You were all by yourself, the only thing keeping you company was the nearly empty bottle of beer you held in between your lap. He makes eye contact with you and notices the way your eyes widen, a blush forms on your cheeks, and the way you straighten up once you realize his attention is on you.

His eyes roam across your body. He notices the very short skirt you’re wearing, if you were to spread your legs a bit further, he would be able to see your underwear. He takes note of the cropped and low-cut top you’re wearing. Your dark hair is braided into two pigtails with ribbon incorporated into the braids. He noticed you were the youngest in the base. Far too young to even buy alcohol in the states, but old enough for Mexico.

He stares into your eyes again and couldn’t help but smirk at the way you squirm and quickly look away, watching as your face turns red.

His attention is back to the men at the table and noticed Alejandro had fallen asleep, his face planted against the table. Rudy continues to tell his story about how he met Alejandro during his training days, Graves trying his best to listen until he felt his side being nudged by the Scott beside him.

“I saw the way that lass was looking at you mate.” Soap said with a smirk and intentionally raised his eyebrows. Graves raised his eyebrows in return, waiting for the Scott to continue. “You should go over there, mate. Aye, you could even get lucky tonight.” Soap roughly slapped Phillips’s back.

Rudy overhears Soaps and Phillip’s conversation and stops his story.

“Who’s the lady?” Rudy asks as his eyes begin to wander around the room. “We need to help a Hermano out if this is true.”

“The young lass over there by the Jeep.” Soap exclaims while shaking his head toward where you were sitting. Graves should’ve noticed the way Rudy’s eyes widen in fear and the face of worry spreading across his face, but he didn’t, his eyes remained on you.

“No no no no. You must stay away from her. She’s---” Rudy was caught off by the sound of Alejandro jolting awake and violently coughing. It wasn’t the first time Rodolfo was with Alejandro when he had too many drinks, he knew what was coming if he didn’t lead him to a restroom. Rudy was quick to get on his feet and lead Alejandro away from the table before he emptied his stomach in front of his men.

Ghost stood up from his seat, “I’d stay away from her. She looks like she is nothing but trouble.” Ghost explained, looking in your direction before leaving the two men alone, calling it a night.

“Don’t listen to them mate. They ain’t nothing but cockblocks.” Soap mumbled; his lips pressed against the top of the beer bottle. “I’d walk over there and lean against the Jeep. Call her darling and watch as she blushes and squirms with the nickname. Maybe have my hand on her knee and the other on her waist. Eventually, My hand would slowl-“

“Fucking Hell, stop right there. I don’t want to hear how you’re gonna fuck her.” Graves cursed out. “Besides I’m far too old for her. Probably couldn’t handle the way I was eyeing her.”

Both men look back in your direction and they both couldn’t deny the way you were looking at the commander of the Shadow Company. Your eyes-maintained eye contact with his, the way you were batting your lashes at him, and the way your eyes innocently looked him up and down and lingered between his legs.

“Fucking hell. That lass is stripping you naked in her mind.”

Graves didn’t reply, his attention remained on you. He watched closely as your eyes looked around the room before stopping again at Graves. He watched as you bit your lip, the blush on your cheeks turning a furious shade of red as you slowly spread your legs.

Graves felt his dick twitch in his pants, ignoring the curses that were coming out of the mouth of the Scott beside him.

His eyes focused between your legs, the skirt rising higher and higher until suddenly the bottle you held in your hands was placed right between your thighs, blocking the sight of your panties. His eyes went back to your eyes, noting the mischievous look in your eyes.

If Graves were paying attention to his surroundings, maybe he would’ve noticed the shocked stares from the members of Los Vaqueros, the hushed whispers among themselves. His full attention was on you, the light from behind you made you look like an angel, but Los Vaqueros knew you were the devil in disguise.

They knew you were forbidden fruit; you were the serpent from Adam and Eve.

Los Vaqueros knew they were about to be witnesses to your serpent tongue, luring Graves to your forbidden fruit, oblivious to the consequences he will face with God.

Los Vaqueros watched intently as Graves stood from his seat and walked his way towards you, all of Alejandro’s men curious as to where this interaction would go.

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You watched as Graves walked up towards you; each step he took radiated the confidence he carried. You watched as he leaned beside the Jeep you were seated on top of. You looked down at him and sent him a sickeningly sweet smile. You couldn’t help but enjoy the leverage that came with sitting on the hood of the car, your seated position on the hood had the man before you look up to you. Making it even easier for him to fall into your hands.

“What bring you here güero.” You teased as your hand slowly crept up his arm.

“Keeping you company, beautiful. You seemed awfully lonely over here.” He said as he moved from his spot on the side of the Jeep and instead took the spot between your legs. His hands now resting on your knees, noticing the way your legs jumped at the feeling of his warm hands on your skin. “That empty bottle keeping you company?”

You looked down at him as he looked up at you, his blue eyes reminding you of a needy puppy wanting attention. “It was but I guess you’ll do for now” You replied as your hands traveled to his head and played with his hair. You shivered at the feeling of his breath against your thighs as his head rested against the hood of Jeep, shaking his head and low chuckles escaping his lips. “Mi Papi is so protective of me. He’s scared all the men away from me.” You whined.

“And who’s your ‘Papi’?” Graves asked, looking up at you curiously as his hand slowly traveled up and away from your knee and rested on your thigh.

“If I tell you you’ll leave me too.” You pouted.

“Nothing scares me, princess.” He mumbled against the skin of your thigh, the stubble tickling your skin.

“Really? Nothing scares you?” You asked innocently. You leaned forward, placing your hands on his arms. “But my Papi is a very scary man. I’d even call him a monster”

“Monster? That’s a little harsh ain’t it?” he asked with raised eyebrows. He watched as you shook your head no and laughed at your reaction. His grip on your thighs tightened before releasing them and holding your hands instead. “Well, if a monster is hiding you away, well then it’s my duty to save the sweet and docile princess, isn’t that right.”

“Ah, the güero as my knight in shining armor?” You placed your hand under your chin in a thinking manner, bit your lip, and pretended to think about his words. “Hmmm…I guess you’ll do but you have to prove your worth to me.” You said, looking deep into the man’s eyes.

“Why would I leave the monster who’s protected me for so long and follow a Knight who might not even be able to protect me and treat me like the princess I am.” You said why squeezing his hands before shoving them off you. “I am quite the spoiled princess.”

“Spoiled and bratty.” Graves commented. “But whatever the princess desires I will deliver.” He gently grasped your hand and pecked a kiss on the back of your hand.

You watched as he took a step back, giving you the chance to slide off the hood of the car and stand before him, the height leverage you had was gone. Suddenly feeling a lot smaller under his lustful gaze. You looked up at him, innocently batting your lashes.

“What this princess wants…” you leaned in close to him, your breasts pressed against him, your hand resting on his chest. “… is for you to pleasure her.” You heard him curse under his breath, enjoying the way his eyes squeezed shut at your words.

“You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into baby.” He whispered into your ear, one hand holding onto your waist while the other on your lower back.

“I think I do, commander,” you said sternly.

“Once I get my hands on you, you’ll be crying for your daddy to come to save you.” He muttered against your ear. His hand slowly travels lower and lower until it’s resting on your ass.

“I don’t need my Papi to save me.” You teased back. “I’m a big girl, I can handle it.” Your hand traveled from his chest to the area between his legs, softly squeezing the growing bulge between his legs.

Los Vaqueros watched as you led the commander of the Shadow Company to his grave.

“Eso Gringo tiene el Muerte esperándolo”

A chorus of laughter can be heard as the men from the shadow company sat confused.

“What does that mean?”

“That white man has death waiting for him.” a member of Los Vaqueros explained.

“He’s about to fuck the only daughter of Alejandro Vargas, our Capitán.”

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Graves followed behind you as you led him down a corridor with doors every few feet. His eyes constantly roam up and down your body. Your long legs, your plush thighs, the skirt bouncing with your every step, your lower back exposed due to the top you were wearing.

Fuck, he couldn’t wait to get his hands on you.

Suddenly you twirled to look at him, walking backward slowly until coming to a complete stop.

“What’s wrong? Having second thoughts?” Phillip asked, looking for any uncertainty on your face.

You shook your head before answering him.

“No. I want to do this. But my room or yours? I might have a monster waiting under my bed.” You said while twirling the end of your pigtail.

“We wouldn’t want that now, would we? “Graves replied. He walked up to you, turned you around, placed his hand on your lower back, and led you to his room where he was staying temporarily.

You read the names on each plaque that was placed on the door of each room.

Riley

‘…’

McTavish

‘…’

Parra

‘Oh,’ You thought to yourself.

Vargas

‘No mames,’ you cursed to yourself.

Graves

While Graves fished for the key in the pocket of his jean, you glanced around the corridor, paranoid that your father could step out of his room at any moment. That your father could appear right behind you, hell you worried that his second-in-command was watching you and waiting for the opportunity to snitch on you.

As soon as you heard the door click to Graves’s room, signaling that he had unlocked it. You shoved yourself to his room and pulled him in before closing the door shut.

“So eager for me?” Graves asked, slightly startled at the speed you pulled him into his room.

“I’m just impatient.” You replied. “My daddy never made me wait for what I wanted.”

“Is that so?” Graves asked. He watched as you sat at the edge of the bed. His eyes roamed your body as you stretched your arms, letting your body fall into his bed and letting out a contempt sigh at the feeling of the soft mattress on your back.

“What’s the hold-up gringo?” You asked, holding your upper body on your elbows. “I don’t like to wait.”

You watched carefully as Graves walked up to your body before deciding to kneel between your spread legs.

“Such a fucking spoiled princess. Your father did such a poor job of raising you.” He commented as he removed your shoes and socks. “But I’m no better. Following your every wish.” You shivered at his soft pecks that started at your ankles and led up to your thighs.

You shut your eyes, trying your best to control your breathing as you felt his hands pulling at the end of your skirt, and letting it rest at your ankles. You squeezed your legs shut as you felt his fingers resting on the elastic of your panties.

“You’re acting as if you’ve never been touched before baby.” Graves looked up at you and watched as your eyes widen at his words. “Jesus Christ” he whispered.

Suddenly both of your thighs were gripped harshly and forcibly spread apart. You watched Graves process your reaction to his words. “Never?” He asked.

“Never.” You responded bashfully. “Like I said my Papi chased all the boys away. Besides, I’ve wanted the touch of a real man, not from a boy.”

“You’ll show me the touch of a real man, right?” you asked. You were unsure if the fact that you were a virgin affected anything.

“Whatever the Princess wants,” he muttered against the skin of your thighs, his hot breath hitting your entrance through your panties. “She gets.”

You whimpered at the feeling of a soft kiss he left through your panties. Your breathing quickly becomes labored as he continues to kiss and suck at your thighs, bruises slowly forming. You whined as the man between your legs continued to peck kisses at your covered pussy, sometimes even blowing air just to get a rise out of you.

“C’mon baby, keep making those pretty little noises. Let me know I’m spoiling the Princess the way she should be.” He mumbled; his lips pressed once again at the fabric of your underwear.

After minutes of endless teasing, you shuddered at the feeling of his fingers tugging at the elastic of your underwear. You felt him slowly pull down your underwear and watched it fall from your legs. The panties that were once covering the most intimate part of your body now rested on the fingertips of the man before you.

“Fucking hell, look just how wet you are baby.” He cursed as he examined the wet patch on your panty. “Looks like you fucking pissed yourself.”

“S-shut up, fucking pendejo” You stuttered out, embarrassed at his choice of words. Your cheeks flared at hearing him laugh.

“Sorry, princess. Daddy didn’t mean to upset you.” He said as he spread your legs further and hauled them over his shoulders. You squeaked at his rough treatment when he gripped your hips and pulled you closer to the edge of the bed. “Let me make it up to you.”

Not even having a second to process his words you let out a loud moan that had you covering your mouth. You didn’t even know you were capable of moaning so loudly, but how could you not when his tongue licked at your folds? Sucking at your arousal like a starved man. You whine and whimper at the feeling of his mouth on your pussy. Your hands harshly grip the bed sheets as you start to squirm. The stubble on his face adds to the pleasure as it tickles your body.

“F-fuck” You whined as your hands moved to his hair. Your finger raking through his hair as you start to tug. You feel as if your eyes roll to the back of your head as you heard him growl, sending vibrations to your core. “Please…daddy…. hah” you moaned.

Involuntarily, your body lunges forward as you felt his thumb rest on your clit. You cried out when you felt him press down and move his thumb in a circular manner. Tears were rolling down your face, the pleasure was too much for you. You hadn’t noticed you were trying to push yourself away from his mouth until you felt a harsh blow to your pussy.

You looked down at him with tears in your eyes. Shocked that he even decided to smack you on your pussy.

“You’re gonna fucking take it, sweetheart.” He stood up from his position and leaned over to you and harshly gripped your jaw. “I don’t want you to whine or complain that it’s too much. If you even dare to push me away again, I’ll go fucking find your Papi and tell him his spoiled little princess is trying to act like a big girl and ask for things she can’t handle. Am I clear?”

You shook your head yes and wiped away your tears. You whimpered again when he landed another blow to your pussy.

“Use your words, princess. Am I clear?”

“Yes, daddy.”

“Atta girl." he grinned down at you before resuming his position between your legs. His mouth wastes no time to devour you once again. You whimpered and panted at the feeling of his lips against your folds, his tongue licking at your arousal. His face was buried deep into your thighs, his nose pressed against your throbbing bead.

“Ah! So, f-fuckin good…ai Papi…” you cried out. You started to buck your hips against his mouth, eagerly trying to find your high. Your legs started to feel numb, and your moans got higher and much more frequent.

“So, fucking wet baby.” Graves muttered against your folds. Anything below his nose was drenched in your fluids. His teeth tugged at your clit, and you cried out at the sting. “Gonna fucking cum baby?”

“yes yes yes yes” you chanted. You squeezed your legs shut around his neck, bringing him closer and in place. You were close, you couldn’t stop squirming, tears rapidly falling down your face, and incoherent curses escaping your lips.

The way your thighs were squeezing his head, he could die at any moment, and he wouldn’t mind. He could see the epitaph on his headstone,

Died doing what he enjoyed the most, eating wet pussy.

Pecking a soft kiss on your clit had you squirting on his face. Your thighs squeezed around his head, and shortly after your legs laid limply on his shoulders, your mouth was wide open, but no sounds were coming out, your eyes were rolled back, and your body was left trembling.

Phillip stood up from between your legs, a wide grin on his face. His shirt that he was wearing was completely soaked from your juices. He couldn’t help but laugh as you were quietly chanting ‘Papi’ repeatedly.

“Your Papi isn’t coming to save you.” Phillip teased as he gently smacked and played with the flesh of your inner thighs. “Besides, isn’t this what the Princess wanted? For me, to pleasure her?”

You looked up at him with glossy eyes and gently smiled at him.

“Keeping going,” you breathed out. “I’m…still not satisfied.

Graves looked down at your tired-out body. “You’re biting more than you can chew, princess.”

He watched as you wobbly got on your knees and reached over to him. He sat beside you and watched as your small fingers tried to unbutton his shirt, whining at your failed attempt, and just tugging at the ends. You looked up at him with tears in your eyes and a pout on your lips. “Use your words, princess. What do you want?”

“Take your clothes off. I want to please you too.” You whined. You whimpered when he harshly gripped your chin and squeezed your cheeks together, forming an o-shape with your lips. His thumb traced your glossy lips.

“Didn’t your Papi teach you some manners?” Graves asked, looking down at your smaller form.

“Por favor, senor.” You begged. Graves let out a small laugh, pulling you in for a passionate kiss before pulling away and stripping himself from his clothes. You quickly did the same to the few clothes you had left. Pulling your top off and reaching your hands back to unclasp your white lace bra. Your breasts slightly bouncing after being freed from their restraints. By the time you had finished removing your bra, Graves had already finished removing his clothing, leaving him in his briefs.

You smiled as you saw his eyes roam your naked body, his eyes lingering on your breasts. You gently pushed yourself off the bed and kneeled before him. Your mouth-watering as you eye the hard bulge that was being restrained by his briefs. Your hands resting on his thighs, your lustful eyes looking up at his.

“Can I?” you asked. Your fingers trail closer and closer to your destination.

“I’m all your baby.”

With shaky fingers, you pulled at the elastic band and gasped at his tip smacking against your cheek. You looked up at him with wide eyes, shocked at how well-endowed he was.

“So big” you whispered in shock.

“Only the best for the princess.”

You looked back down at his cock and licked your lips before pressing small kisses starting from the base and all the way to the tip. Gasps and soft moans escaped his mouth at your gentle touch.

“What would your Papi think if he saw you with a cock in your mouth,” Phillip asked, his hand gently resting on the top of your head.

“He’d kill you.” You muttered against his tip, swallowing the tip whole, stopping Graves from forming any more thoughts. Your mouth, so wet and warm, gently sucking at his big tip. His eyes were squeezed shut as he bit his lip from the pleasure of your mouth. You gently sucked and licked at the tip, reminding you of the countless times when you would tease Los Vaqueros. Sucking and licking a popsicle your father had given you. Humming and eyeing Rodolpho whose eyes would linger on your lips before noticing the evil glint in your eyes.

Suddenly you found yourself gagging, your wide eyes looking up at the male in front of you. His head tilted and looking down at you with a wide grin.

“Stop with the teasing, baby.” He said playfully. “Or am I going to have to do everything for you?”

Not answering his question, you opened your mouth wide and tried your best to fit him all in your mouth. Tears pricked at your eyes; he was far too big for your mouth, but you lived to satisfy. Trying to suppress your gags, his tip hitting the back of your throat, you started to bob your head up and down his length. Your tongue swirling all over his length and humming in satisfaction from the quiet moans and grunts that escaped Phillip’s lips.

“So, fucking good princess…. fucking hell…” he cursed. “If I didn’t know any better, this isn’t your first time using that pretty mouth of yours.”

You pulled away from his cock and innocently batted your lashes at him. “I’ve had a lot of practice on some popsicles. Those seemed to be Rodolpho’s favorite treat to give me, but I’ll always end up in a mess.”

Your words elicited a laugh from the man. “Such a fucking tease. No wonder your Papi kept you locked up.” Graves didn’t give you the time to reply to his words before thrusting his hips into your mouth, you gagged and whined around his length at the sudden intrusion. His hand harshly gripped the back of your head and set a steady pace for you to suck him off.

Tears were spilling down your face, drool escaping the sides of your lips. Your hands claw at his thighs, your nails digging into his skin. Your eyes stared at his eyes while you sucked him off. You hummed around his length.

“C’mon, baby…c’mon, baby…c’mon baby…” he cursed out. “Fuuuck.”

You hummed at the praise and squeezed your eyes shut in pleasure. Your left hand held onto his thigh while your right hand found its way to your clit, teasing yourself. With one last final thrust, he snapped his hips, his cock reaching the back of your throat, leaving you gagging and coughing. Spurts of cum spewing into your mouth. You looked up into his eyes as you swallowed as best as you could.

You pulled away from his cock, making a loud ‘pop’ as your lips left his tip. You showered his dick with small kitten kisses, mumbling thank you repeatedly.

“Thank you, Daddy,” you muttered one last time before leaving a big kiss on the tip. You stood back on your feet and stood on your tippy toes, pouting your lips at Phillip, waiting for a kiss from him. Phillip moved a hand to cup your jaw while the other found its way to your waist. He leaned down and pressed his lips against yours, you eagerly reciprocated the kiss. Your tongues fighting for dominance.

You felt his body pushing you closer and closer to the edge of the bed until the back of your knees hit the mattress and you find yourself sprawled on the bed. You watched as Phillip slowly leaned over your body, his arms on either side of your head, caging you in. His face nestled in the side of your neck, sucking, and licking at your neck, leaving you whimpering and squirming under his touch. Your hand finds shelter in his hair while the other scratches at his back.

His hips rutted against yours, his hardened cock teasing at your entrance, your slick arousal making it easier for your slit to be teased. The tip of his cock occasionally hits your clit, leaving you shuddering. Your legs locked together behind his back, keeping him pressed against you.

“So, fucking good for me princess. Are you enjoying the touch of a man?” he asked, his lips now pressed against your breast. His mouth sucking on one breast while his hand tugs and pinches at your other.

“Please just fuck me…. please” you begged. “I can’t take it anymore. Use me.” You whined into his neck. You couldn’t handle the way his hips rutted against yours, teasing your entrance, you just wanted him inside. You wanted to be fucked.

“Use you?” Graves asked, he slightly pulled away from your hold and looked at your needy face. “I don’t think your Papi would like it if I didn’t treat his Princess with care. Got to return you in one piece.” he teased as he turned your body around, leaving you to lay on your stomach.

“I’m not a fucking princess. I’m yours.” You sobbed. “My pussy is yours. I want you to fuck me as you own me. I want to be treated like a whore. Your personal slut.” You rambled. You raised your hips and leaned your ass against his cock.

“Stop treating me like a princess…” you cried out. “…and just fuck me.”

Without hesitation or warning, Phillip snapped his hips into you, his cock sliding into your pussy with ease. You harshly gripped the sheets and screamed out into the mattress. You had your face pressed against the mattress as tears trailed down your face, crying out at the sudden intrusion at your virgin pussy. Your cunt stretched around his cock, despite the arousal that led to a quick intrusion. Your face was roughly pulled off the mattress, his hands having a tight hold on your now loose braids and pulling back on them.

“Isn’t this what you wanted? To be fucked and used.” He asked as he leaned over your shoulder and whispered into your ear. “I’m not going to go gentle on you, that’s for princesses, and you’re not a princess. You’re a fucking slut.”

He started to thrust into you at a fast pace, one hand holding onto your braids while the other held your hips. Your moans and cries echoed across the room; Phillip wouldn’t be surprised if the rooms surrounding his could hear you.

“So, fucking tight...” Graves cursed, his eyes shut tight at the way your pussy clenched around his cock, making it difficult to thrust in and out. “Gonna fucking ruin you, baby.” He hissed out. His hand smacked against your ass, leaving a red imprint shaped like his hand.

You were fucking drunk on his cock. Blabbering incoherent words as drool spilled from your lips, your eyes wide open and rolled to the back of your skull.

“So…f-full…. s-shit…” you moaned. His thrusts never faltered, his hips snapping brutally against you as his hand smacked at your ass and watched as a nice red slowly spreads on your skin. “So, fucking good daddy…fuck”

You felt as if your breath was knocked out of you, your cunt squeezed around him that him moaning. He knew he had found your sweet spot, the way you whined as he repeatedly hit the same spot over and over that left you pleading was proof enough.

“I-I…. can’t…it’s too much…” you sobbed. You squirmed, trying to get out of his hold that only had him pulling at your braids even harder, holding you in place. “Please…. I can’t…. Papi” you cried out.

Hearing you cry out for your father, Phillip landed three hard blows to your ass that left you creaming around his cock. Your body shuddered as you moaned loudly as you reached your high. Your body went limp, Graves pulled your body closer to him. Your back flushed against his chest as his hand gripped your throat which elicited a whimper from you. You continued to softly chant ‘Papi’ under your breath as you felt your consciousness drift.

“What the fuck did I say?” Graves growled into your ear. “Your Papi isn’t coming to save you so suck it up, baby. Isn’t this what you wanted?”

You could only shake your head and whine.

“Inside…” you whispered.

“Inside?” Graves smirked against the skin on your neck. “Want my cum inside this wet pussy?”

“Yes daddy…fuck your babies into me…” you whined. You felt your cunt clench on his cock again, you were nearing your second orgasm. Phillip groaned at your words and imagined your belly round with his kid. His pace started to falter, sloppily thrusting into you, his cock throbbing and ready to burst inside of you.

“Fucking hell…gonna cum inside this fucking wet pussy…” his hips harshly snapping into you, your ass jiggling on impact. “Fuck my babies into you…make you a mommy. You’re stomach gonna be round with my child.”

“Yes, please daddy. I want to be a mommy. Claim me with your cum” you moaned before feeling spurts of cum spraying inside of you. Your body convulsed as you reached your high once again, you felt yourself squirting, drenching Phillip’s thighs, and the sheets below you form a small puddle from your fluids.

Phillip let go of his hold on you and watched as you fell forward into the mattress. You were beyond exhausted and quickly found yourself drifting off to sleep, leaving Phillip alone with his thoughts.

Phillip just stood over your body for a few minutes, catching his breath and analyzing your body. His cum was slowly gushing out of your cunt and spilling down your thighs mixing with your arousal and cum. Bruises littered your body. Some bigger bruises could be found on your knees, while smaller bruises shaped like his fingertips could be seen on your thighs, hips, waist, and your neck. Hickies were scattered around, only being able to differentiate between a bruise and a hickey would be the small teeth marks that can be found with each hickey.

Unknowingly, Graves had just finished deflowering the only daughter of Alejandro Vargas. His princess whom he spoiled rotten and constantly praised to his men. His daughter could do no wrong in his eyes. Alejandro unknowingly slept soundly next door as his daughter teased the commander of the Shadow Company into fucking her and filling her with his seed. The very same daughter who’s comfortably sleeping in the arms of her lover, the cum of her lover still very much inside of her.

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“Who’s your father?” Graves asked. You snuggled deeper into his chest; your leg was thrown over his.

“Don’t worry about it.” You groaned. “Let me sleep.” You complained as you pulled the covers back onto your body and shut your eyes.

“Give me a hint baby,” Phillip begged as he littered kisses on your forehead, trying to make you open your eyes. “I won’t be able to concentrate on my mission, all I will be able to think is who’s the unlucky man with such a fucking tease of a daughter.”

“Ponte las pilas guey.” You grumbled as you turned to face away from him, trying to get some extra minutes of sleep. Your next words left the commander uneasy. “Who’s the man that Los Vaqueros respect the most?”

You had drifted off to sleep, leaving the commander to get ready for his meeting with your father and with the two men from taskforce 141.

For the first time in a long time, Phillip Graves dreaded the day ahead of him.

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The entire compound of Los Vaqueros was filled with shouts from Alejandro. Anybody who was in the compound when the shouting started, knew of the grave mistake that the commander of the Shadow Company had done.

“YOU FUCKED MY PRINCESA! MY DAUGHTER!” Alejandro shouted. He was being held back by Rodolpho and Ghost while Soap stood by the side and watched the interaction.

“I didn’t know she was your daughter.” Phillip reasoned. “It was an honest make. She came onto me.”

“Who the fuck do you think you are cabron? Lying to my face. My hija would do no such thing.” Alejandro shouted back. “She’s a fucking saint, an angel.”

You stood behind your father, looking down and playing with the ends of Grave’s shirt that he lent to you, listening to your lover and father argue. If only you had waited just another five minutes before leaving Phillip’s room, then perhaps you wouldn’t have crossed paths with your father who was walking down the corridor with Rodolpho, Ghost, Soap, and Graves behind him.

“With all due respect Alejandro, your daughter is the farthest thing from a saint.” Graves said, his finger pointed at you.

“I’ll fucking kill you gringo.” Alejandro shouted

“But Papi” you cried out. You were hugging your father from behind, burying your face into his back. “He promised he’ll take care of me. He’ll take care of his babies that resulted from our lovemaking.” You whined while placing your hands over your stomach.

Graves couldn’t believe the words that came out of your mouth. You were trying to pin it all on him.

You were the devil, a fucking serpent.

You choose your words wisely, deflecting any responsibility and any of Alejandro’s anger that he had for you fell onto Graves. Making yourself seem like your father’s sweet, oblivious, and innocent princesa. Making it seem as if you fell for the lies of a white man. As if you weren’t the one eagerly spreading your legs and begging him to fill you with his cum.

Graves noticed the small smirk on your face when Alejandro continued to try and break away from the hold of the two men holding him back.

“Don’t do that. Don’t…do that. Don’t you dare lie to your father and pin this all on me. You were the one spreading your legs.” Graves shouted at you with an accusatory finger.

You pouted at his words as tears started to prick at your eyes, hugging your father from behind as you cried and muttered that the gringo had tricked you.

Los Vaqueros snickered at the commotion while the men from the Shadow Company sighed at their commander’s mistake.

You were a serpent, you lured Phillip Graves into taking a bit of your apple, and his punishment from God waits for him.

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*Translations are not 100% accurate, some are adjusted to help translate over better*

Translations:

"preciosa princesa" (Precious princess)

"Pinche cabrones" ( fucking bastards)

"Hermano, mi princesa…protegerla de esos animales.” (Brother, my princess, protect her from these animals)

"hija" (Daughter)

"güero" (White man)( light-skinned) (blonde man)

"Papi" (father) (dad) (daddy)

"no mames" (got to be fucking kidding me)

"Gringo" (White man)

"ponte las pilas guey" ( put on the batteries dude)( use your head)

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“Do you ever listen?”

ft- baki hanma

Type of story: 🔥

Warnings: brat tamer, hair pulling, spanking, fingering, cumming, “yes sir” SEX

Hey yall back with another banger I can’t write smut for SHIT bro.

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“Cmon I don’t have all day, we been in this store for hours.”

Baki decided to treat you out for dinner and a trip at the mall, because why not? But knowing you. Y’all were gonna be in there for HOURS. From section to section you were looking in clothes that you didn’t like. Poor baki was just sitting down with bags filling up his arm watching your every move. He had enough, all the time you would chanter “Babe come look!” “Do you think this looks good on me?” and all baki would say is “I’m not buying it for you.” Clearly you didn’t listen you promised him this was the last store after he told you repeatedly he’s not getting you shit from here. “Babe please! This is the last store I promise!!” He kept falling for your little tricks but this time he wasnt gonna let it slide. “No.” he got up signaling you it’s time to wrap it up.

“No..? I literally said 1 more-“ he cut you off saying “1 more store? Y/n we’ve been to so many 1 more stores, I told you i’m not buying you shit from here.” mocking you. You weren’t going down that easy, you crossed your arms “I said this was the last store the final one. I just wanted a pair of red bottoms? It’s not even that expensive and it’s 50% off, so it’s like $150..” you protest. “Stop trying to get your way and get your bratty ass here now. You can get the pair another day.” You shake your head, not moving one inch, standing right next to the collections of red bottoms. “So it’s like that now?” Raising his eyebrows, “I guess it is” talking back. “Alright don’t say shit when you find your stuff missing.” he turns his heel and walks out the store with the bags in his hand. He wasn’t putting up with your attitude, not today.

You roll your eyes as you watch him pass the store walking to the exit, he beats you to the car waiting in his black customized hellcat. You stomp all the way to the car as he watches you from the rear mirror, you hop in as you slam the door. “Don’t slam my fucking doors.” he glares. “I slam whatever I wanna slam” you turn your head avoiding contact . “Where’s my bags at? Why aren’t they in the backseat.” you look back. “Don’t worry about it, I told you don’t say shit when you find them missing.” You repeatedly kicked your feet whining like toddler. Arms crossed, eyebrows furrowed, eyes getting watery. “Fuckin’ crybaby” he chuckles driving home. He thought it was gonna be a peaceful drive home with music playing in the background, but of course you had to open those plump glossy lips blabbering why you think you deserve those things you got and other stuff.

All baki did was turn the music up to mute your whining, bobbing his head to the music like you don’t even exist. He turnt the music down only saying “Just wait till we get home.” He pulled into the apartment garage building, not even fully stopping when he was about to put the car in park you opened the car door and walk out with your purse and phone slamming the door. You stormed off speed walking to the elevator, you make it to your bedroom slamming it behind you laying down on your bed. A couple minutes later baki walks in, he quickly walks to the bedroom opening the door and closing it. “Get up.” he demands. You stay put only turning your head to the side before you turn your head back continuing on what you were doing. “If I have to count to 3 y/n.

Stop fucking playing with me.” you ignore him only scrolling away on tiktok. “1..” he starts taking his shoes off leaving his socks on. “2..” you sigh still looking at your phone. “I’m giving you a chance to get up but you ain’t taking the chance.” he says. “3..” he walks to your side of the bed, tossing your phone across the room and grabbing your wrists. “It’s really not that hard to listen isn’t it?” he sits on the bed pulling you across his lap.” “Baki stop!” whines heard from left to right, he holds your hands behind your back as he pulls your shorts down revealing those expensive pink laced panties. “Fuck..look at that, so nice and plump for me” he slaps the plump flesh causing you to whimper. “You like that don’t you?” he chuckles at you shaking your head no.

After the 10 spanks he proceeds to take your panties off, releasing the hand he was gripping your hands with. He massages the red plush as you grunt from the pain, eyes getting watery and lips swollen from you biting to hard. “Look at how wet you are, so slutty.” he spreads your cheeks revealing your dripping pussy. You whine in embarrassment trying to cover it with your hands “S-stop baki..” you whine. He pushes your hands away slapping your ass as a sign to stop, he gets his middle finger rubbing your wet slit with one hand still spreading one of your cheeks. “Mmph!” you squirm as he slowly inserts his finger in your tight hole. He hisses at the tightness as he he starts moving slowly, “Enjoying yourself to fast huh.” he grunts. He inserts his ring finger causing a slight burn, he starts at a medium pace and then fast. You start squirming from the pleasure trying to get away. “Stop fucking running and take it, don’t know how your suppose to take this dick if you can’t even take 2 fingers”.

“Baki please! I- can’t fuck-!” you feel your orgasm build up already. Baki always thought it was funny on how you finish so quickly. He chuckles at you struggling to speak as he pulls his pruny fingers out, fingers coated in your juices. “Baki I was so close why-“ he sat you up cutting your words off as he put you in the middle of the bed, turning you on your stomach with your ass in the air. You turn your head back wanting to see what was happening. Baki was taking his black pants staring dead at you turn your head in embarrassment and whimper. Couple seconds later you felt him behind you, dick pressing against your pussy as he grips your hips scooting your closer to him. “Wanna be so fucking impatient and shit, i can teach you to be patient. Your gonna be a good little slut and take this dick, no whining or running. Your gonna take it until a say so.” he orders. “Say yes sir.” you don’t say anything only turning your head to the side staring at the wall.

He pulls your head back causing you to turn your head straight looking at the headboard. “Say yes sir, i’m not gonna say it again.” pulling your hair harder. “F-fuck! Yes sir..” you moan, “So fucking bratty” he lets go of your hair grabbing his shaft and swiping the tip once..then twice against your folds before sliding it into the tight hole. Hissing coming from the both you, “So f-fuckin tight..”. Baki never had a problem of fucking the brat out of you really, you didn’t know he had the balls to do it but here you are. “Mhphm-!…F-fuck!!” wetness and clapping noise echoed in the room.

Slick slick slick!

Mouth wide open with drool spilling out the same mouth that was just talking about. “God damn..” baki mutters, speeding up the pace you knew you weren’t gonna last anytime soon. “I’m cumming!! S-shit shit!!” Pants from left and right coming from the both of you, the two of you were both close. “F-fuck me to-“ before he could finish you were both interrupted by the wave of your climax’s. He slowly thrusts to ride out high as he lets go of your messy hair pulling out. You on the other hand slumped down to the bed with cum oozing out your puffy pussy. “Play with me all you want to, next time I won’t be nicer”

#baki x reader #baki headcanons #baki the grappler x reader #pickle baki #baki hanma #baki son of ogre #baki dou #baki the grappler #baki smut

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millzieraa · 9 months

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⋆༺𓆩JEALOUSY𓆪༻⋆

Summary: you and Georg are not dating though you both have a crush on each other. But when Tom decides to flirt with you. It changes the relationship with you and Georg forever.

A/N: HEYYY! This one is LONGGGG yall!! It’s like 8:30 am by the time I’m writing this and I haven’t slept yet…sooo if I don’t respond to any requests after this is posted that means my ass fell asleep

!!SMUT!!

Requested by the lovely, @nyxwritesshit

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You tipped your head back and laughed at somthing Georg said. Georg smiled at the sight and sound of you. You shook your hair back from your face, shining eyes meeting the boy sitting to your right. Tom smirked at you, his arm resting on the back of your chair.

Tom spoke something in your ear with a voice to low for Georg to hear as a giggle spilled from your soft lips. You whispered something back to Tom, making Georg’s fists clench in his lap.

Your chair moves against the floor as you get up from your seat. You playfully ruffled Tom’s messy locks making Georg frown. Tom smirked, cockiness setting in him.

“I’m full, I’m gonna go clean up.” You say with a smile. “Will we see you tonight?” Tom responds, resting his head onto his hand and looking up at you seductively.

You waved your hand at him dismissively. Georg couldn’t help the way his eyes shifted down to your ass, hips swaying as you walked away. God, he really wanted to see those shorts on him bedroom floor.

“Fuck I love watching her walk away,” tom spoke, “I can’t wait to get acquainted with that ass.”thought he was cut off by Georg. “Hey!” His voice was sharp, “she’s a person you know?” Georg continued.

“What’s it matter to you?” Tom asked, quickly turning his head to georg in confusion. “It’s nothing! Just…treat her with some respect, asshole.” Georg said as he stared down Tom.

“No need to go in on tom like that, dude,” gustav said, “it’s not like it’s the first time he’s said those things.” Georg clenched his jaw as he turned his eyes on gustav. This was news to him.

Tom had never said anything like that about you whenever he was around. “Yeah yeah whatever.” Georg said as their crew members came towards them, telling them their break was over.

Georg couldn’t get his mind off you. The way you laughed, the smile you gave him when he said something funny, the way your legs looked in shorts. The way he imagined you’d look in his bed. Okay, maybe he could understand tom a little…

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It was finally time for the party that bill was throwing. By the time you showed up, everyone was wasted… everyone except for Georg. He immediately noticed when you walked in and rushed twards you.

He couldn’t take his mind off this afternoon, and it made him realize something, he had to tell you how he felt before someone else got to you before him. He couldn’t stand the thought of that.

You saw georg coming up to you and reached your hands down to smoothen your dress. You wanted to look the best for him. “Hey N/N! I need to talk to you.. can you follow me up to the spare bedroom,” Georg yelled so you could hear him over the music blasting throughout the house.

“Of course!!” You respond as he grabs your hand, interlocking your fingers together in a way that made you feel all fuzzy inside. Once you were in the bedroom, Georg grabbed your other hand as he looks you in your eyes with a undistinguished look.

“Okay so I need to talk to you. It’s important.” Georg says, squeezing your interlocked hands. “Okayy…tell me, I won’t judge!” You reply, smiling reassuringly at him. “Okay I’m just gonna say it.. I’m..I’m in love with you y/n! I’ve always been in love with you.”

Georg holds his breath as he waits for your response but feels your hand slipping out of his. He panics for a moment. But only a moment as your hand reaches up to hold his face.

“Georg…I love you too. It’s always been you. Always.” You say flashing a toothy smile at him. He smiles back as he slowly leans in, you understand what he wants and you lean in as well.

You both lean in until your lips connect. It starts off slow and sweet but very quickly turns rough and heated. You are both grabbing at each other as Georg leans you down on the bed.

Slowly, he kneels between your thighs, taking your underwear into his hands. He traces the rim with his fingers waiting for your permission. Your throat is tied with excitement that you can only bare a nod.

With that, Georg pulls your underwear down. Leaving your dress rolled up at your upper waist and your bottom half being completely exposed to him. Not that you were complaining.

Before you can even think to cover yourself, he laces your fingers together again “Nu uh.. None of that.” He speaks softly as his head shakes “your beautiful, I want to see all of you.”

You spread your legs apart, giving Georg full access to you. You suddenly gasp as he licked a stripe down your pussy. You can feel his smirk hidden in between your thighs.

The image of your crush that you’ve liked for forever, buried in between your legs, is something that burned into your memory. His long messy hair cover his face, especially those eyes that are closed in pure bliss, seemingly enjoying himself just as much as you.

Your free hand grips onto his soft brown hair. Trying to stay as still as possible. The harder you pull on his hair, the louder he moans.

The hot burning sensation claws its way from your core, slowly dragging itself up ready to burst at any moment. His fingers start to burry themself inside you, adding to that already raging feeling.

Georg pulls away from you, hoping to gather the breaths that he never bothered to take. He doesn’t even have time to do that before your fingers claws onto his shoulders to drag him closer for a messy kiss.

He tastes like you. That singular thought has your head spinning in all directions. You kiss him even harder- tongues thrashing together. Your shaky legs lock around his back- trapping him even closer to you. Even if he wanted to move, he literally couldn't.

His hips start to rut against yours, the fabric of his jeans doing nothing to calm your over sensitive heat. “I need you.” You whine into his mouth, fingers now wrapped around his belt loop.

“Then take me.” He smirks and gets rid of the clothes that cover his body, fumbling with the buttons and zippers. but soon enough he is naked in front of you.

Though he is shaking with excitement and anxiety, one look into your eyes… the eyes he has found precious for so long, has all those fears melting away. You look perfect- no other way to describe how it feels to just look at you, laying down on his bed, waiting for him to give you all you need. He’ll be damned if he doesn’t give you exactly what you deserve.

He positions both himself and you to be as comfortable as possible- being on a mattress with springs that are totally not digging into your back. His fingers cover your hand once again- anything to give you all the comfort you can get.

Slowly, he enters you. He voices his thoughts at the same time. Your mind goes blank. The only thing you can hear is his pretty voice saying, ‘you feel amazing’ and ‘you’re so beautiful’. His praises have your heart overwhelmed, and if you weren’t so content with him inside you- you surely would have cried.

With every soft grind of his hips, he buries himself deeper, until he bottoms out. Soft gasps come from both of your lips. He restraints himself so hard, every inch of him is fighting not to dick you down into this bed.

Your hips start to talk for themselves, moving on their own- aching for anything. Georg doesn’t shy away from giving you what you both crave nor being vocal. No, every time he thrusts back into you, loud moans escape from his chest- not concealing his pleasure whatsoever.

It drives you insane. “More” You whisper. You can and will take as much as he can give you. He leans himself lower, until his face is right against your chest. He hesitates before connecting his mouth onto your breast.

You moan pathetically as his pace shifts to move even faster. His mouth still abuses your chest. Neither can his hands stay in one spot, they slide up and down your burning skin, touching what he can reach.

You tighten around him, causing his rhythm to fatter for a moment. He grounds his hand onto his headboard- attempting to not fall over and crush you. It was so hot, his looming figure on top of you. He looked gorgeous like this.

Sweat drips down on your skin, and the familiar ache comes creeping once more. You cling harder onto his neck and back, surely leaving marks on the skin. He hisses at the sensation, more out of enjoyment rather than pain- which you take mental note of.

Your desperate moans become louder against each other, both of you so close to reaching your high. His face falls against your shoulder- no longer worrying about keeping his weight up right. “Oh shit….I’m gonna cum-” His sentence cut off by his own moan.

You both moaned in each others mouth as you came against one another. The room’s heat was increasing with every pant. After a few moments, when you were both calmed down, Georg kissed all over your face as you giggled. He pulled you on top of him and rubbed your back comfortingly.

“Georg?” You said as you kissed against his chest. “What is it baby?” Baby?! You blushed harshly at the nickname as you continued. “What..what are we?” You said looking up at him with tired eyes.

“Well, I would love for you to be my girlfriend…but whatever you want.” Georg responds as he looks at you with desperation. “Yes..yes! I would love that Georg.” You said as you layed your head back down on his chest.

Georg smiled in relief as he knew you were so close to falling asleep. He kissed your head a few times and pulled the covers against you. “Goodnight my sweet girl.”

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#georg listing x reader #georg listing #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x reader #tokio hotel #tokio hotel x reader #gustav schafer x reader #gustav schäfer #tom kaulitz

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frankensteins-mt-dew · 9 months

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Little things I loved in Haunted Mansion (2023)

I just saw Haunted Mansion for a second time, and yall,it's good. The way they were able to blend the horror with the goofy and make it feel like the ride. amazing.

(Spoilers under the cut) here's all the little things I loved about the movie

1- this ones probably not anything but a coincidence but when Ben and Alyssa first meet the streamers are placed between them. I grew up Mormon (its complicated now) and whenever we drew the veil between life and death it was always a bunch of squiggly lines, like the streamers. Idk if that's like a thing in other religions too but I just thought it was interesting.

2- Gabby straight up saying "Nah. We're out." The second she noticed the spooky shit. Its an accurate and appropriate response that's not really used in this genre.

3- on that note I love the idea that they were basically forced to come back/stay. It advances the narrative and keeps them at the setting but it's not a bottle episode. Or movie.

4- Forced 👏 proximity 👏found👏family. They're all in the same room like 90% of the time no matter where they're at. And when they split the party for too long shit goes down.

5- Ben talking about his wife and his grief. The whole scene with him telling his friends about her and how she died, and Bruce almost immediately making a probably not appropriate joke that just made everyone laugh. It felt so real, like a real conversation. And the ghost winks. I have definently had those in my life but never had a name for it

6- Also the way they talk about grief?! Howthey show different characters dealing with it. How no matter who it is its like "you're hurting.it's ok. Let's get through it together" amazing.

7- The entire cast brought their A game in this movie. They knew what kind of movie this was and totally went with it

8- They ride references were amazing. The stretching room. the doom buggy chair. The forever hallway. Constance Hatchaway. Gracey. THE HAT BOX GHOST. Crump being the last name of one of the imagineers and his manor looking like the ride in wdw.

9- The music was so good! The jazz influence. SUPERSTITION. Grim Grinning Ghosts being prominent but not overwhelming. I wish the ending song was longer though.

10- the way they showed the passage of time with the moon phases and different outifts

11- Gabby and Ben's relationship remaining undefined. Imo this was not the time for them to get together, at least not immediately, what with (gestures broadly to everything) going on. The flowers he gives her at the end could be a romantic gesture or one of friendship and gratitude. I like that whatever ishappening between them is taking its time, because its something they both need.

I know there's something I'm forgetting but I cant think of it now so if I remember it I'll add it later. I hope more people go to see it I would love to see a sequel. Maybe they explore phantom manor or mystic manor (actually I dont remember if that one actually has any ties to the other mansions/manors)

#tldr #This movie was very clearly made with love by a bunch of nerds that gave it 100%#haunted mansion 2023 #haunted mansion

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ador3him · 2 years

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hello ! i want to request a quackity x reader imagine. anyways , it starts with reader, quackity and quackity’s friends all playing a game together something like amongus. throughout the game reader is ignored and spoken over by everybody including quackity (not meaning to of course), reader starts to feel sad and feels like they are being annoying, chat notices, reader decides to end stream, lies and says they are going to sleep. After the game ends quackity goes on twt and sees the reader’s name trending, he decides to click through it and sees a “compilation video” of reader being ignored throughout the game and everybody talking about it. Quackity realizes his mistake and pays the reader a visit. You can add/change stuff if you’d like!

pairing: quackity x gn!reader

requested: yes by anon

warnings: none i think

word count: 687

a/n: sorry this took awhile!! idek why it did i j didnt feel that inspired to write it until now, its such a good request im j lazy lol!!

“Yooo! I literally told you Sapnap was imposter but no body fucking listens! No don’t listen to Tubbo!” Tubbo yells into his microphone. Sapnap is laughing as the ‘DEFEAT’ animation shows up on everyone’s screen apart from his.

“I died you guys didn’t avenge me. It was so obviously Sapnap what the fuck!” Karl groans through his head back faking frustration. Quackity and George are fighting with each other over who said Sapnap was the imposter (spoiler it was only Tubbo). Wilbur and Tommy are complaining that they got voted off for no reason and y/n is just sitting on stream their music playing in the background. No one talked to them through the whole round and the round before that and surprise the rounds before that. Of course, they could’ve talked to them first- oh wait they did! No one listened, just cut them off or plain ignored them and no they weren’t on mute.

They sigh knowing that if they continued to play, they would still be ignored. Ultimately, they decide to say their goodbyes to their stream while on mute before bracing themselves for the overwhelming ignorance that’s about to come to them.

“Hey guys I think I’m going to go now, I ended my stream it’s getting late where I am,” y/n tries to talk as loud as they can without it passing as yelling. A few protests slip through from Wilbur and Sapnap but other than that everyone said quiet and quick goodbyes. They click ‘Leave Call’ as all the pfp icons disappear from their screen they shut their PC down. Jumping into bed not bothering to change as they are in their sweatpants and a Quackity hoodie he sent to y/n as a birthday gift.

Their phone is on their side desk fully charged, they take it off charge and open Twitter. Notifications flood in, their name on trending and compilations of them from not only their stream but others as well of y/n being utterly ignored and talked over throughout the game. They throw their phone on the other side of the bed and turn over cuddling into a pillow drifting off to sleep.

Quackity is still streaming, he is in the middle of the game when his phone is blowing up from Twitter which the notifications are usually on silent apart from y/n’s. When they get tagged, replied to, or posts he gets a notification. He picks up his phone to look at the swarm of posts and clips of y/n being unnoticed in everyone’s streams. His heart sinks feeling so guilty, he was so caught up in his stream and fighting with George the whole stream that he didn’t even get to talk to y/n nor notice what was happening instead accidently encouraging it.

“Hey guys I think I might go can yall vote me off?” Quackity says when a body gets reported. Everyone protests saying how their stream would suck without only making him feel worse. “Please? I really need to go I forgot about this paper I have due.” Everyone obliges voting him off, he says goodbye to his stream and leaves the call.

He practically runs to his car and makes his way to y/n’s apartment. When he makes it there, he doesn’t bother texting them, he uses his key that they gave him for ‘Emergencies’ which was basically their way of asking him to come over more.

“y/n? mi amor?” He calls out from the living room as he makes his way to their bedroom, he carefully opens the door to see them sleeping. He blushes at the sight of y/n in his hoodie, he sits beside them gently brushing the hair off their face, they looked so relaxed and not at all sad which relieved him slightly. He took off his shoes and climbed into y/n’s bed beside them wrapping his arm around their waist.

“I am so sorry, mi amor,” Quackity whispers pressing a kiss onto the top of their head before hiding his face into the back of their neck, falling asleep hoping they will forgive him when they wake up.

#quackity x y/n #mcyt quackity #quackity fluff #quackity angst #quackity x reader #quackity #mcyt angst #mcyt fanfiction #mcyt imagine #mcyt fic #mcyt x reader #dsmp x gn reader #dsmp quackity #dsmp fanfic #dsmp fic #dsmp x y/n

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aanoia · 8 months

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Make You Feel My Love

James Potter x reader words; 938 song; Make You Feel My Love by Adele (Bob Dylan) (19 as fics) warnings; family problems (nothing new, lets be fr), mentions of self harm scars wowza. lemme tell yall, my head is pounding so hard I feel like I'm being run over by a train a thousand times over and country music is being blasted in my ears (im jk, i love country music sometimes) im working on requests guys i PROMISE please believe me anywho, if you wanna send in more requests I highly encourage it. I get so giddy when i get new ones :) HAVE FUN YALL OH HERES THE TEA TOO i'm a ghosty girly rn and SAM AND COLBY are so nice to my brain rn. and my eyes. and bc i get ahead of myself all the time, should i write for them? maybe, maybe not.

When the rain is blowing in your face

And the whole world is on your case

“L/n!” Sirius called out and Y/n sighed.

“What now?” She muttered to herself, already having a bad day.

“I wanted to ask why you’ve been so quiet lately, quite annoying to not have my argue buddy argue with me.” He teased and Y/n silently swore as tears filled her eyes. She doesn’t usually cry at this kind of stuff, on a normal day she’d reply back with something witty and clever, but today was not her day. Having received a letter where she was scolded by her parents, and almost receiving detention for getting frustrated in potions, it wasn’t going well.

I could offer you a warm embrace

To make you feel my love

“Shut it, Pads.” James said and stood in front of him, pulling the girl into a warm hug. “You’re alright, love, I know todays been hard. Sirius is a dimwit, s’all.”

“How rude.” Sirius pouted.

When the evening shadows and the stars appear

And there is no one there to dry your tears

James quickly climbed up the steps to the Astronomy tower, being as quiet as possible to avoid the groundskeeper finding him. He pushed open the door and sighed in relief, only to have his smile drop as he found a figure hunched over, body shaking as they were too engrossed in their tears to hear the door open.

I could hold you for a million years

To make you feel my love

As James got closer to the figure, a light gasp left his lips as he recognized them as the girl he loved.

“Oh, Y/n.” he said gently and pulled her into his arms, silently rubbing circles into her back as she sobbed more.

I know you haven't made your mind up yet

But I will never do you wrong

“Just take your time, sweetheart. I’ll wait for you.” James said, winking at Y/n as she rolled her eyes and set her book down.

“James, you really don’t have to. You should find someone who’s ready to be in a relation-” She was cut off by James’ finger on her lip, successfully shushing her.

“Nonsense. I’ll wait until you’re ready.”

I've known it from the moment that we met

No doubt in my mind where you belong

“I’m gonna marry her one day.” James said lovingly, his hand supporting his head as he stared at Y/n in potions.

Sirius looked at him amused, “Oh, really?”

“Mhm.” He hummed.

“You mean the girl who won’t even go out with you?”

Remus hit Sirius’ arm, “Shut up, Sirius. I think it’s cute.”

Remus smirked at his boyfriend and booped his nose, “I think you’re cute.”

I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue

I'd go crawling down the avenue

“James, what the hell happened?” Y/n asked worriedly as she ran into the infirmary.

James smiled and winced as his split lip stung, “I got in a fight.” He said with a shrug.

“You idiot.” Y/n breathed and Sirius laughed.

No, there's nothing that I wouldn't do

To make you feel my love

“He was heroic. They were talking crap about you-”

“Pads!” James exclaimed.

Sirius’ eyes widened, “Oh, I wasn’t supposed to say that.”

Y/n rolled her eyes, “You want me to kiss you booboo?” She asked in a baby voice and James’ eyes widened. Even she was surprised that those words just spilled from her mouth. Nevertheless James nodded enthusiastically, and Y/n pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

He smiled dremaily as she pulled away, “It still hurts, I think you need to do it again.”

The storms are raging on the rolling sea

And on the highway of regret

The winds of change are blowing wild and free

You ain't seen nothing like me yet

“You can go now. It’s okay, I understand.” Y/n said gently, her eyes puffy as James quietly observed the self harm scars on her thigh.

James looked up quizzically, “And why would I do such a thing?” He asked.

Y/n shrugged, “I don’t know. They aren’t pretty. Rather disgusting.” She mumbled and James shook his head, pressing a soft kiss to her thigh.

“I don’t think so. I think they’re a part of you, so although the circumstances aren’t perfect, they must be. Because you are in my eyes, perfect. For me. You’re perfect for me.”

I could make you happy, make your dreams come true

Nothing that I wouldn't do

Go to the ends of the Earth for you

“Alrighty, so, we can use floo powder because that would be easiest, considering I absolutely hate apparating. And then after, we’ll check into our hotel, have some great ‘just-got-to-greece-for-a-sexy-honeymoon-because-we-just-got-married-woo-hoo’ sex, and then go for din- what are you looking at?” James asked, cutting himself off as Y/n stared at him lovingly.

She shrugged, “You, duh.”

James' face turned red as he cleared his throat and continued talking about the entire plan he made for the vacation, although the both of them knew his plans would be replaced with loads of honeymoon love making (wink wink).

To make you feel my love

Y/n smiled softly as she snuggled into her husband's side, fatigue taking over after their big day. James gently rubbed circles on her skin, thanking God for how lucky he was to have such a magnificent woman as his wife.

“I love you.” He whispered, softly kissing the top of her head.

“I love you, more.”

“Nah.”

To make you feel my love

taglist (if you want to be added ask in the comments);

@loving-and-dreaming @1lellykins @poetrypirate

#aanoia #romance #marauders era #remus lupin #the marauders #james & peter & remus & sirius #sirius black #james potter x reader #harry potter #marauders map #hp marauders #marauders #james potter

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helpallthenamesaretakenblog · 3 months

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EPISODE 6 (just realised no one is asking me to do this too bad) spoilers for series up ahead

ITS NOT A MUSICAL EPISODE 😭

Disney was too broke to show us the animals in the zoo truck WHYY

why am i so happy for the second seaweed brain, man the things being a pjo fan does to you

The way you could see luke’s smile drop when they say that they found the lightning thief (:) —> :/)

The way luke didn’t even let them finish he was like “CLARISSE YES CLARISSE SHE MUST BE THE ROBBER”

No one’s talking about “Chiron should arrest her” Not the mental image of chiron holding a gun saying “ANY WORD CAN AND WILL BE USED AGAINST YOU IN COURT” while clarisse is pushed into a police car lollll

Old married couple im falling out of my chair plsssss if luke did something right in his life it was this

i love annabeth’s face like she knew this was coming the older brother-sister dynamic is POPPING

Disney really needed a way to show that grover liked animals and had convos with them without actually showing them lol

cue the “omg animals are so elegant” speech which served nothing at all

WHATS THE POINT OF ZEBRA TO VEGAS IF THERE AIN’T NO ZEBRA MR HOUSE OF MOUSE????

Idk but i kind of miss the trio action so far this show has only been percabeth + grover instead of percy + annabeth + grover you can tell they’re focusing more on fan service and developing percabeth than developing the more important dynamics which are the three of them having fun

oh HELLO RANDOM CAMEL WHO ISNT EVEN A ZEBRA BUT WHATEVER

“You are two seconds ahead of meeee” the simp eyes the simp eyes

The lotus casino from the outside is so COOL

LEVITATING BY DUA LIPA (some of yall still stuck in poker face era so im leaving it at that)

WISE GIRL I REPEAT WE GOT WISE GIRL (i was honestly expecting it to sound super corny on screen but walker pulled it off like he always does)

look im so mad about the fact that there’s no montage of them being silly little kids and having fun at arcade games. It hits so hard since percy has never afforded to visit fun places, annabeth has never left camp so is absolutely thriving with her architect games, grover is hunting down humans which was so funny and cool and they decided to make it more serious and plot centred

”ill take percy this way” WHY CAN’T GROVER TAKE PERCY THAT WAY HUH ANNABETH? 🤨 (girl just say you want to spend time with him)(and disney say you just wanna write more percabeth scenes)

I love the ‘if you dont know, i dont know either 😄’ mentality that percy has, he knows annabeth wants to be in charge now so he’s just feeding into the hubris

The augustus plot was so weird ngl but it was a great way to introduce the pan stuff

“Biaannncaaaaa biancaaaaaa” NICCOOOOOOO

He sounds so little and innocent and cute 🥺 im so sad now

GROVERRRRRR REMEMBERRRRRR

i gotta say, i guess that i was taken away by the people making fun of lin manuel miranda, but his acting was really really good

We got some may castellan exposition early

Percy thinking that the only thing he could do to sally was hurting her 🥹

i really hope they talk about that later on, you know we love some angst around here (especially with the dreams of the headmaster which was from the books!!! I was thinking that they’d cut it! But they didnt!! But it speaks volumes about percy that he has nightmares of headmasters)

I WANT ANNABETH FLASHBACK ANGST

annabeth pickpocketing the god of thieves will forever be her girlbossiest moment

”Im multitalented” percy: 😍💙🥰🥹 🤩(walker’s acting be that amazing is it not obvious by now that percy likes annabeth)

“Who’s grover ☺️?” “Wait, i know grover 😅!” Walker is cementing himself in the percy throne every single episode

”wow grover got really old😃”

“you lose sight of what’s important when you’re alone” “we weren’t alone 🥰” poor grover

The eons long wait to see how percy was hugging while falling the way down is finally over

The way that you can see percy’s empathy shining through his eyes as grover talked about pan>>>> (honestly tho, hug!)

the way they focused on percy’s reaction, i know this is going to be something he brings up as a reason for him to sacrifice himself for hades

Percy and annabeth looking at grover like “ ok mr. 24 DRIVE US”

Percy trying to drive a car will forever be cinema and comedy peak

The road rage this child has its so funny BEEP BEEP

annabeth: 😁 percy: 🥹 *cutely crashes car and almost kills her* PERCY IS TRULY GIVING A LOSER BOY WHO HAS NEVER HAD A GIRL LOOK AT HIM AND THATS SO PERCY OF HIM

the heartbreak in percy’s eyes alexa play the moment i knew by taylor swift

Four pearls?? *cue that one meme where that girl is calculating*

the way my smile faded when i saw annabeth hanging over the cliff TOO SOON RICK TOO SOON

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mrsmiagreer · 6 months

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SUMMIT THOUGHTS IN ORDER BY SCENE!!

“Hold still i’ll grab you one of mine” UGHHHH

“What do you think babe? How’s my hair?” EVEN MORE UGHHHHH😩😩😩

Yes Milo I AM laughing 😂

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Vincent cut himself off, i wanna know what he wants to say :’(

“She sounded— nevermind”

HE GOT US A CROWN HES SO SWEET

wouldnt it be cool if this was like… the way of Royal Vampiric Engagement?

Vincent sounds so cute when he’s nervous 🥺

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Sam’s loud ass truck rolling up lmao

ICECREAM!!!!

I just know Sam slicked his hair back into the tightest ponytail. His formal look HAS to be super cute

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Porterrrrr!!

“Your human” LMAO

The thoughts about seating were actually really sweet

Porter now wtf are you talking about?

Vincent’s irritation is so warranted right now 💀

He’s up to something fs

“Bye now—” AND HES JUST GONE??!!

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“Hey Bud!” Awe Ash we love you

Vincent sounds like he memorized this shit😂

Eccentric he says🤨

“Blink twice if you need a way out buddy” WE LOVE YOU EVEN MORE NOW ASH

“What😟😃” VINCENT LMAOO

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Bennet you meanies >:(

Alexander and Christopher count your fucking days

A bit formal?? This is a SUMMIT?!

Take a breath BOY?!

Stfu both of yous

“Where’s Alexis?” Anything to get YOU out of my face 😒

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HERE WE GO

“SAMS LATEST CONQUEST” ouuuu bitch—

she’s so snarky and condescending everything she says means something underneath but she sounds so sweet its annoying

Honestly if i was tank i would think about her words all night and for a few more days after that she dug deep fr and was actually making sense

Yeah okay darlin’ calm it down, don’t wanna get my head snapped off in front of 3810 year old vamps🤨

“Pettiness isn’t childish at all” 😒

You turned him because you wanted him but we don’t all get what we want huh?

“I FIXED HIM” GIRL LMFAOOOO

“I don’t like you, and I’m not going to” first of all, i’m so glad the feeling is mutual and secondly, this is my new favorite quote. I might not like Alexis but she ate with that one

PORTER TO THE RESCUE! but why?

“Oh darling as if i have a gag reflex” UGHHH😩

Sam to the rescue??

“What the fuck did she say??” “Where is she??”

I love the fact that it when tank ran away you can hear their footsteps. Since my Darlin’ is a girl, it sounds like she wore Combat Boots to the summit😭

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Random message for David?

The music in the back is fucking hilarious

Quinn is coming back?? Yall knew it

William a bad person?? He’s a little shady but i think he has good intent honestly

Why does he lowkey sound like Christian’s VA?

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“Don’t EVER speak to them again. Do you hear me???” Samuel don’t get me started🫦

“But playing is what I do best🥰🤭” she kinda ate with that one too

The fact that he even had to say anything along the lines of “if you care about me even a little you would do this for me” like If i was Tank i would cry because she agreed so fast😭 Like i know yall had something but like damn she still loves you?

Loser ass response 😒

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MILO’s BACK

Awee Asher stumbling over his words

Why is Porter in everyone’s business 😭

Milo’s protective tone when he talks to Porter is tickling my insides🤭🤭

Closeknit??! Awe here we go😟

Porter is so suspicious right now…

“Hold the fuck up” MILOOOO😩😩😩😩😍😍😍😍

“Wait what’d you do that night?—” THEY DIDN’T TELL ASHER IT’S BEEN LIKE A YEAR AND MORE LMAO

Asher still being scared of making big decisions🥺

“Babe…” 😫😫🫶🏽🫶🏽

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Tank being worried that Alexis threatened him is so real

“She was exactly who she appeared to be, i was the one trying to pretend i didn’t have a problem with that” REALLLLLLL

I don’t give a damn about her beat up heart

“I don’t want you to think that i felt like you needed saving” Honestly i appreciate this line because i hate the way it feels for someone to step in for you

“Maybe I wanted a chance of my own to tell the bitch to shove it if i’m being honest” 🤷🏽‍♀️😅🥳

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knock knock

oouuuuu Asher’s telling David

Asher sounds in trouble 😭 David sounds like somebody daddy fr fr

the eye contact 😭😭

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Ain’t this Loveboldly? All i hear is Crux😂

Funding?! ALL OF THIS FOR SOME MONEY

“Lower. Your. Voice. ” 💀💀

Alexander is so mean to his prince😭

“You’re showing your age Christopher. Or lack thereof” Damn he snapped him up

NOISE?!

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“We’re about to have a fight. Be convincing” Uhh okay???

What the fuck is going awnnnn?!

Getting Vincent riled up for god knows what in insane💀

Glad he didn’t bring Treasure 😭

SAM TO THE RESCUE… ish?

“Consider yourself crossed”😲😲😲😲

“He’s dead” 🤨🤨😟😟 ALEXIS WHAT??? HOW’D SHE KNOW?!

#now i must hear your opinions on who did it and why #redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted headcanons #redacted shaw pack #redacted solaire clan #redacted monarchal summit #mia makes a statement

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chaoshoranghae · 6 months

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Dreamies and curly hair

platonic

Gender neutral

Mark -

learning progress together

he absolutely loves your natural hair and would love to know how to take care of it

he wants to be able to do, at least this for you

def a long night together

almost have to show it to him as a presentation

visuals, step by steps

explaining if your hair needs more protein or moisturizer

what each product does

simple lazy day routines

full wash day routines

he loves it

its a major part of who you are and he would love to be able to know about it and help you with it

especially on days where its a low energy kind of day but you really need to wash it, dw he got your back

would def say he's not as good at it but would try

def talks to johnny or his older hyungs about it, how interesting and different it is compared to what he knows

would write a song about curly hair or the process, atleast mentions of it

you finally let him do the process by himself completely alone and later on posts pics "styled by my wonderful hairstylist bf" or "did yall know being an idol is a coverup for being a hairstylist"

he would be showing everyone your post about him

Renjun -

hes so into self care that he naturally might know a little about it

especially when you have damaged hair and are trying to bring your curls back

he is bringing out all the old chinese methods on hair recovery

he loves your natural hair so much, will get a little pouty if you straighten it

the entire environment is so relaxing, candles lit, soft music running even him singing

the vibes are immaculate

once he knew how good he was at it, you will never touch your own hair again

at this point its a routine, one of the things he looks forward to

its intimate, just you and him, he might even give you some back massages, with being bent over doing your hair has it hurting

or hes so in control you can completely relax and will read a book

i would trust this guy with my hair

Jeno

a lesson learned together

he's so used to his hair and the stylists doing his hair he never knew this much time, effort and money would go into your hair

when ever he's shopping and sees a hair product he sends it to you immediately wondering if this would be good to try

he's so optimistic about it

he's the reason why you haven't gave up on your curls and permanently straighten it

try out a new product and completely changed the way your hair looks for the worst

but hes so motivated

he relates what you hair needs to like working out and if you need more protein or to cut

would totally make use of your wash/ style day and take a bunch of pictures

consistent praises and compliments about how beautiful your hair is

he wants to cater to his partner and absolutely make her love her hair

Haechan

he would bring a binder

step by step yk with his own visuals

he would gamify it, like him getting good at it is his increasement of level or smth yk

or he would “upgrade” and its a new hairstyle that he has mastered

do not talk to him until he was good at it, he would be ready to practice until he had it down

until you had to explain to him that wetting/washing your hair everyday isn’t necessary

he was so sad, you swear he was going to buy a mannequin head to practice on, locked away in your room

you guys go out? he brings up your hair to all of your friends about good and pretty it is, 1) to fish for compliments 2) because he wants you to hear compliments and feel better about your hair

bro is constantly touching it/[playing with it

he absolutely loves it

always talking about his gfs hair

he loves doing funky hairstyles for cosplaying or halloween

hes like mark, telling everyone but he's so annoying about it

the members have a jar for everytime he brings it up and has to put money in

like bro will not shut

Jaemin

bro would have princesscore hairstyle boards for you

if you weren’t a princess before now you are

i feel like he already learned before you because that was your hair type and he wanted to impress you or he's just naturally good at???

just like jeno he is so encouraging oh my gosh

he always organizes your products in order

if he sees your running low he’ll subtly see if you want a replacement or a new product and buy one for you

he is so delicate with your hair oh my gosh

no pulling, no tangles, no pain

if you fallen asleep without braiding it or putting it up in a bonnet dw jaemins got you

like leave it up to him

he knows your face shape and recommend hairstyles that fit your face shape and ones to avoid

jaemin = personal stylist

takes such perfect candids of you and your beautiful hair

bro even writes little notes about how beautiful you look and how

like the self hate you have on your hair from years of people telling you to straigten is gone

bro will take the straightener so it won’t even come to mind

Chenle

he’s so

at random just bulk of hair products coming to your place with no letter or sign

will never admit that it was him though

a person really got to you about your hair recently and you've straighten it? he’ll do perm his hair so you guys can have “matching curls”

like how dare you hate on something he loves

he has absolutely no clue what any product does but he's seen your likes on ig and amazon lists

so he just buys them

i think he's a little afraid to do it himself tbh

so you have him do little by little yk

first the brushing

which oh my gosh, hes just a tad bit rough with it tbh

he compared your hair to daegals fur…

which kinda threw you for a loop but realized he meant it in a weird compliment way as he absolutely adores daegal

like he loves brushing her fur

not one to trust with my hair though

Jisung

this poor boy

hes allowed to watch and thats it

like honestly i think the first couple of times he would be so amazed by how the whole process works that

like he wouldn’t even suggest to help or learn he's just amazed

but he does wanna help so he can help you out with the process, unlike the other ones who are completely allowed to take over

he's allowed simple processes like brushing hair or wetting it.

teaching him prayer hands to apply products is a work in process

he almost thinks of it as like a dance?

once he learns the new world of curly hair he will be asking everyone about it and if they have curly hair

he’s asking his hair stylists about it

it’s a whole new world for him tbh like

no matter how many times you explained your hair type and if what it needs he will ask again and again

he esp likes wash day where he gets to spend time with you as he helps alittle with your hair and you can ramble about life or he does

Who I would trust with my hair

Jaemin

Renjun

Haechan

Jeno

Chenle

Mark

Jisung

i could not decide who would get the binder it was between renjun/haechan/jeno

i tried enough to make them all different yk

#nct #haechan #nct dream #nct haechan #nct drabbles #nct renjun #nct jaemin #nct chenle #nct jeno #nct jisung #jaemin #jeno #mark #renjun #jisung #chenle #nct mark #nct reactions #nct headcanons

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bcofl0ve · 2 years

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Invisible String, Part 7

part 7/9, find the part 6.5 fake ig/phone HERE

ship: austin butler x fem!reader

chapter summary: as elvis gets closer and closer to wrapping, austin puts some more serious thought into what he wants his future with you and cora to look like.

word count: 2,100

author’s note: reminder that covid does not exist in this story so the filming schedule is one of my own making!!! writing moreso from austin's pov for this chapter was super fun, hope yall enjoy <3

summary: a summer fling when you were working on the set of the shannara chronicles turned your life upside down with a positive pregnancy test after austin returned to the united states. a pregnancy test, and a daughter that you never told him about. until the elvis biopic found him back in your orbit and forced you to face the music.

i live for comments and love talking about my writing, feel free to pop me an anon anytime!

xxx

August 7th, 2020

"Can I get your advice on something?”

Austin lingered in the doorway of the tent that had become Baz’s makeshift on-set office, sucking in his bottom lip. He’d been sent home for the day thirty minutes ago. And had gotten all the way to his trailer before he found himself tracing his steps- too wound up about what’d been on his mind all day to leave quite yet.

“Is this Elvis advice or life advice?” Baz said from where he was leaning against his desk, gesturing for Austin to sit down on the couch opposite him. He walked over and plopped down without answering the question, tapping his foot against the floor silently.

“Assuming it’s life advice.”

Baz gave a comforting smile, Austin nodding as he looked at his lap.

“Yeah uh,” He started, wringing his hands together. “Y/N and I have started lookin’ into how we can move her and Cora to the states with me when Elvis wraps. Cor’s easy, we just have to add me to her birth certificate and I can transfer my citizenship.”

“And I was tellin’ Y/N that I’d help her find film work in California to get her work visa, - but then I was thinking then she’d have to keep picking up jobs to extend it, which would be a lot of stress- especially with Cora to think about."

He could see it in Baz’s eyes that he knew where this train of thought was going, practically able to feel the anticipation buzzing off of him.

Falling quiet, nerves about putting a voice to what he’d barley been able to get out to his sister when he saw her a few weeks ago swirled his head.

“So you’re thinking about getting engaged? Baz said and cut through the silence, Austin’s cheeks flushing at how goddamn giddy he sounded.

Leave it to Baz.

“My sister wouldn’t let me leave California without my uh- our mom’s engagement ring.” He said slowly, voice thick as he replayed that in his head.

He’d only had time to swing by her place for a few hours on his first day in town, but was happy to see her nonetheless. She must’ve spent 30 minutes scrolling through his phone looking at photos of Cora, and you, going on and on about how excited she was to meet you both. And when Austin was leaving for the night she made him wait, disappearing down the hallway and coming back with a familiar box that made him double take.

“Ash,” He sputtered out.

“You can put it away until the time is right,” She supplied, putting the tiny box in his hands and closing them around it. “But I found it out the day after you called and told me you kissed her.”

She was sincere, searching his face and adding a quip about how her older sister intuition was never wrong to get a laugh out of him. And it worked, but it didn’t make the ring box any less weighty- the little thing an aspect or what had led to what happened with Vanessa that he’d only been able to tell his sister.

“I love her so much- I don’t- there's never gonna be anyone else. Just worried it’s too soon I guess.”

Baz leaned up off his desk to come over and sit down next to him, his tone a little more serious when he spoke up again.

“I myself am a believer in the when you know you know philosophy Aust, and just from what I’ve seen- I think you both know.” Baz started and Austin realized he was using what could only be described as a his dad voice, some level of bemused at that. “Now I’m not saying go propose tonight, but I don’t think it’d hurt to float the idea by her- and Cora for that matter.”

Austin nodded, letting Baz drill him a little more about the ring and the hypothetical move before he actually did leave for the night. He drove away from the set and towards your place like he always did on Friday nights.

Given how late it was he was unsuprised to find you asleep in your room when he arrived, the sight that met of him of your head knocked back against the headboard with your still open laptop on your knees making him chuckle under his breath.

Padding across the room to move it off of you, Austin’s breath caught in his throat when he saw the website you'd crashed out while browsing.

K-1 Fiance Visa Timeline, Fees, Requirements

Staring at the screen until he realized it was less than ideal time for this conversation if he accidentally woke you, Austin shut your laptop, setting in on your nightstand.

You did stir awake as he got into bed and curled around your back, your head tilting just enough back to look at him through sleepy eyes.

“Missed you,” You mumbled, Austin kissing the back of your shoulder as he nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck. "’m right here."

You were back asleep within a few minutes, Austin awake for a little while longer in spite of how tired he was

Images danced through his head as he felt no short of fifty emotions at the same time. The way his heart stuttered at what he’d seen on your laptop- the realization that he felt his bones during his conversation with Baz. And the love he felt swelling in his chest just listening to you breathe as you slept in his arms.

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August 12th, 2020

Austin inhaled as he pulled into the daycare parking lot. He’d picked Cora up from here a few times before, impressed with how good both the staff and other families had been about their privacy. So he wasn’t nervous about that, no.

Admittedly, and embarrassingly, he was about near shaking with nerves over talking to a four year old about marrying her mom.

He signed in through the front office and headed down to Cora’s classroom, unsurprised to see her bouncing on her heels by the open door, exclaiming “Daddy you‘re here!” excitedly the second she saw him.

Their little daddy-daughter date had only been on the calendar as of three days agos, but according to you she had been verifying it was still happening no short of five times per hour since.

“Promised I would be baby girl,” He replied as he swept her up, kissing her on the cheek. She giggled as he set her back on the ground and took her hand, swinging his arm as they went back out to the parking lot.

“Music please,” Cora said from her car seat as Austin put the car in drive.

“Whatcha listen to Cora Jean?”

Austin glanced back at her in the rearview mirror, chuckling at the way she tapped a finger on her chin in concentration- jutting it out towards him when she made her decision.

“Wanna listen to you!”

“Me?” He asked with a raised eyebrow. “What song you thinkin’?”

After another moment of what appeared to be deep concentration over such a decision she landed on what she’d affectionately coined The Mama Song, adding on another five ‘please’s to the end of the request.

Pulling up That’s All Right as a backing track, he put the car in drive as he sang, glancing back at Cora in her car seat. He smiled when he saw Cora swaying her head back and forth, singing the words along with him.

She’d become quite the little Elvis fan as she became more aware of what exactly daddy was doing at work all day. And just when he thought she couldn’t get any cuter he came by your place one night to her eagerly waiting to show him the Hounddog dance she’d been practicing after watching him do it on set.

It had hit him recently that he really had Elvis to thank for how things had worked out the past few months. For being a dad, for falling back into lockstep with you- all of it really. In a way, listening to his daughter sing his music as felt like a gratitude hymn.

Cora let out an excited squeal when they pulled up to the diner, fidgeting around to unbuckle herself the second the car was in park. It was out of the way enough that they’d be left alone, and their milkshakes were to die for. But always on the cautious side he still directed her towards a booth in the very back.

They ordered and Austin snapped a quick photo of her with the glass almost the size of her head to send to you before he set his phone down. Shaking his leg against the floor, it crossed his mind that someday he’d laugh about how nervous he was over this with you. Someday.

“So you know how mama was telling you about how you guys are gonna come live in America where I live someday?” He started, Cora grinning through the milkshake straw in her mouth, remnants of her last sip dripping down her face as she pulled back and started talking before she was done drinking.

“Mhm, she said she hadta talk to the em-assy and that they take a long time.”

“The embassy does take a long time,” Austin replied with a nod, grabbing a napkin and leaning forward to wipe her chin off before she went in for another sip. “And do you know the difference between a secret and a surprise Cora?”

That whole concept was something he discovered the night before after a litany of Google searches about getting kids to play along with surprises. And laying awake as he scrolled, he wished he could just ask you about it, sure you’d be better at this than he would be after reading three articles linked to Pinterest.

But that wasn’t exactly possible given what the surprise was.

“No keepin’ secrets with grown ups.” Cora replied matter-o-factly.

“Right, but a surprise is different because it doesn’t stay a secret forever- and it’s a happy thing.”

Cora nodded along, swirling her straw around her drink and looking at Austin expectedly. She was his clone, there was no doubt in that. But she had your facial expressions down pat- eyebrows knitting together just like yours did when you knew something was up.

“So I’m gonna tell you something and you gotta help me keep it a surprise, okay?” He said, taking a ship of his own milkshake like the sugary liquid would fortify him. “I was thinking about asking your mama to marry me.”

He was grateful at least that he didn’t have to attempt a dictionary explainer of what that meant, the little girl well aware as far as he knew between how Disney princess obsessed she was. Alongside the incident a few weeks prior where she’d come from daycare and relayed over dinner that she’d gotten married to a little boy in her class.

Cora’s eyes widened the second the word left his mouth.

“You are?!" She exclaimed, shifting to sit up on her knees in all the excitement.

“Mhm, but I know that’s a lot of big changes and it’s okay if it makes you a little scared, or worried.” Austin tried, though he realized he was probably closer to those emotions than she was. The four year old looked positively giddy, leaning over the table and talking in what was a failed attempt at a whisper.

“I wan’ you to get married like Ariel an’ Prince Eric on the boat.” She said seriously, hands folded.

And he couldn’t help but grin as he replied with a soft “We’ll see about that sweetie,” adding that he still had to ask you after all.

Cora down, one more person to go.

Unless of course she popped the question before he could.

Austin tried his best to emphasize the surprise part on the car ride home, and that he didn’t even know when or how he was going to ask you.

Something Cora seemed to forget at bedtime, rolling over onto her stomach and propping her head on her hands as he tried to get her tucked in.

“Daddy is it tonight?” She asked, and Austin laughed, a response on the tip of his tongue until he heard your voice from the doorway and realized you’d returned from talking to your mom on the phone. And had definitely heard that.

“Is what tonight?” You said with a curious smile, leaning against the door frame.

“We can’t tell you mommy, it’s a surprise.”

Austin ducked his head down and suppressed a laugh as Cora responded so bluntly, biting his tongue as he got through the rest of his goodnites and left you to say yours.

He stripped down to his boxers and flopped onto your bed to wait for you, staring at the ceiling with his hands folded behind his head, finding himself laughing again at how ridiculous expecting Cora to keep quiet about this had probably been.

Lost in his thoughts, he didn’t realize you’d come into the room until he felt the mattress dip. You slid down next to him and went straight for a kiss, Austin meeting you halfway.

You scraped your teeth against his bottom lip, pulling back just enough to talk.

“So what’s this I hear about a surprise?”

“Mm, no spoilers.” He whispered, bringing a hand to cup your face. Slipping his thumb down to slide across your bottom lip, he stopped abruptly at the next three words to leave your mouth.

“I’d say yes.”

“What?”

He looked into your eyes cautiously, and knew then exactly what you were implying but it somehow didn’t feel real still.

“If you had something to ask me, something important.” You stated, bringing a hand to his hair and carding your fingers through it gently. “I’d say yes.”

There was an air of nervousness in your voice and it made him want to ask you right then, confirm that you were on the same page and had nothing to be nervous about because he’d marry you tomorrow if he could.

But he settled for a quiet “Mhm,” pulling his hand back to lay it over where yours had fallen against his collarbone, intertwining your fingers.

“Noted baby,” He said and you let out a short breath of relief that he felt against his skin.

xxx

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Hey, do you write for Hobo Heart and Homicidal Liu? If yes, could we get some hcs for Liu or Hobo? :) Thx!

Dating Hobo-Heart and Liu Headcannons + Sully

Pairings: Hobo Heart and Homocidal Liu (Seperate)

Warnings: Cursing, Mental Illnesses, D.I.D, Sully being a little bitch- I mean awesome friend!

A/N: Wassup! Sorry for you request taking about so long to write I have been focusing on my socials but glad I finally got this out due to having it in my drafts for awhile to upload! Tbh hobo heart needs more love! LIKE PLEASE HE’S A SWEETIE PIE! Ignore the fact that they are all murders for a moment yall shush AND I MEAN SHUSHHHH!!! Anywyas hope you enjoy this gift :>>

Liu

- Due to having D.I.D I think he would find it difficult sometimes maintaining Sully.

- he hated the fact he fell for you… he loves you yes but you didn’t deserve him he thought you deserved better.

- If you are having an breakdown he would be there faster then sonic exe.

- When you are bored you two decide to walk around in the woods together hand in hand as you blabber on about things you like or something that happened.

- You two ended up dancing in the rain one time while some soft music played in the background. It really was like an romantic scene.

- you two got sick after but it was so ducking worth it.

- whenever he would switch he would bawl his eyes out cause he didn’t like you being around sully.

- sully is seven years old for god sakes but is an menace so you try your best to relax the other alter in Liu is body.

- Sully loves talking to you about what Liu says about you all the time.

- You and Sully at night time like to gossip and shit talk people but liu doesn’t know cause he is asleep.

- Give liu all the love he deserves after everything he's been through

- make sure your close to Jeff since he finds bonds with family are important and knows that he can trust you

- if you ever want to make his day. Just be there in the room he will immediately park up and will tell you his worries

- if you wanna make him even happier cut off Jeff’s head and bring it to Liu that man would panic but at the same time he happy

- if you do cut off Jeff’s head… Sulky would complain about how he wasn’t the one who did it

- he made you an playlist for your anniversary and you cried cause he put down all your favourite songs

- he learned how to make flower crowns with Sally and Lifeless Lucy. He gave you said flower crown and you bawled your eyes out.

-More earth and nature tones and aesthetics. It reminds him of his childhood, where he grew up by a creek.

- Being from New Orleans he loves music mainly Jazz and Pop

- He has violent impulses even when he was a kid and before the… incident

- but he would never take it out on you. If he ever did he would lock himself up and yell at himself.

- When sully gets violent you use the spray bottle

- Liu hates his scars with an burning passion.

- kiss his face, kiss the scars to make him feel whole atleast he will hold you tight.

- He knows how to play the alto-Sax Idk why HE JUST DOES!

- When his scarf ripped he panicked so much.

- you sewed it back up/or knitted it back together he was so happy he wouldn’t stop peppering your face with kisses

- He HATES absolutely HATES seeing people give him looks for his scars.

- Even though Liu/Sully's normally never seen with anything covering his face. Sometimes when Liu/Sully gets insecure he puts on a mask to cover his stitches in public to avoid getting stares and causing a scene.

- He’s the type of guy who would take your heels (if your an woman or identify as one) and give you his own shoes and will walk barefoot even if it’s painful as shit he would do it for you.

- Liu can cook like an fancy ass rich chef. He’s one of the main people who cook for dinner, and lunch

- Liu isn't very open his emotions when you first started to date. you need to take things slow and let him open up when he's ready for it.

- Asking about his brother isn't something you should do at this point, its a very touchy subject.

- he likes nature walks but he also likes late night drives

- it’s an thing you both would do if you had free time together.

- He loves holding you close to him.

- he doesn’t want to lose you and neither does sully… even if he won’t admit it Sully loves the gossip night time sessions.

Hobo Heart

- He doesn’t want to be hurt again…

- yet he fell for you

- he found it difficult and hard he was stressed out not wanting to have these feelings that he had before.

- he was wary and didn’t understand at all

- He has REAL trust issues

- he needs constant validation and reassurance, and he needs you to give him that he craves it.

- I know DAMN FUCKING WELL! That his love language is Acts of Service and Quality Time

- He's a really careful and analytical guy so the fact that he's dating you means he trusts you A LOT

- He doesn’t show much affection due to not understanding it at all.

- But if needed to comfort you secretly and the most subtle way possible he will hold your pinky with his pinky.

- He literally stole someone’s heart and offered it to you.

- (if your an Cannibal) he would also steal the organs for you but leave the kidneys for Jack

- he doesn’t like cooking but he LOVES baking.

- If your sad he would make you some sweets and give you some.

- Him and Sally which is an rare sight making sweets for her tea party.

- you caught them when you came back earlier from an misson.

- he loves flying into the sky when the sun is about to set or rise and likes taking you up with him.

- he worries that you will leave him so he will try his best for you NOT to leave him

- you always assure him about it and pepper kisses on his face.

- he made you an boquet of flowers from what he found in an persons garden and around the woods.

- it took 4 hours for him to find the Right flowers

- He'd protect you from any threat coming his way and put you above anyone else and everything else

- You get hurt?

- he will fly away from the scene with you in his arms or he will ruin an bitch and tear them to shreds

- He loves going on walks with you

- Whenever he's stressed out he likes knowing that you're there with him, and holding your hand is the perfect way for him to do that.

- he hates how he didn’t find you sooner

- He loves his dog so if his dog likes you he would like you too

- he melted when you two met and it was the best thing for Hobo Heart to see.

- It takes a little while for him to be openly vulnerable with you, but when he did, you're thoughts about his never changed, if only it made your feelings for him stronger and the same goes for him when he first met you.

- you wanted to dance in the rain? Hell no he wouldn’t want to get sick or see you get sick.

- He ended up dancing with you in the rain and flying towards the sky above while you danced around happily

- He loves watching you just talk about things you like and hate it let’s him get to know more about you

- Ocassionally you two like going out for picnics. You prepare everything and go to the nearest park to eat. Then, you sit on the grass and see the sunset together.

- he loves playing with your hair or you playing with his it makes him relax

- his wings are like an weighted blanket so he likes using it as an blanket for you when your cold

- He loves and cares for you something he felt once but got ruined.

- but you changed it for him. He will forever be in your debt for taking him out of his sad sink while and made him open up more around you and some others.

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