WHY THE LAST SENTENCE WHYY

somewhere i can’t follow

pairing/s; ron weasley x gn!reader

warning/s; mentions of death and blood

word count; -1k

summary; war does not discriminate.

a/n; wow this hurts,, there was a literal discernable pain in my chest as i wrote this no i didn’t cry haha who said that. anw this was just to force the writer’s block out of my head so yeah

“hey, hey, look at me, [y/n]. look at me.”

ron was trying his hardest not to cry, hands shaking as they brushed your hair away from your face. his own body was tense as he cradled you, but held you still with an exact amount of tenderness.

evidence of war was littered all over your body, debris from the fallen wall left a nasty gash along the side of your face, and it was getting harder and harder to breathe. still, you reached out with whatever you had left in you to take his hand, ignoring the sharp pain in your ribs from where you were profusely bleeding out.

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the royal box II l.williamson

i think this is genuinely up there with one of my favourite fics i've ever written the royal box II l.williamson

"i'd love to do lunch! i should probably find my seat soon but maybe next week? i'll get my agent to text me my calendar." you smiled, kissing the girls cheek and clinking your drink against hers in goodbye as you turned back to the bar.

not having seen her since you'd walked your first runway years ago it never ceased to amaze you how small the world could seem at these type of events, truly never knowing who you'd run into next, most of them a pleasant surprise.

"shame they let anybody in here now, for a royal box it’s really going downhill." but that voice, that raspy tone and infuriatingly attractive accent, that voice was not a pleasant surprise, in fact it was anything but.

"leah." you didn't even need to turn to look at her as she appeared beside you, nursing a drink of her own as the pair of you watched the pre set warm ups commence on the court below, stood together at a large crystal clear double paneled window right by the bar.

"well it can't be that royal of a box if you're here. unless they invited you because you're a royal pain in the ass?" you met her gaze with a fake smile, sipping at your drink as she puffed air from her nose.

"well you never seemed to complain when i was touching your ass darling." she quipped back smugly as you finished your drink with a fake chuckle, reaching over to place the empty glass on the bar top.

you hadn't seen her in months and yet it felt like only yesterday those same bright eyes had been locked with yours, often at any and all hours of the night and rarely ever stone cold sober as you'd roll around in bed together.

but swallowing the past you plastered a polite smile on your face and turned back to her. “lovely of your dad to let you borrow his suit, though it could have been tailored a little better-” you gently knocked your foot against hers, heel dragging up the edge of her pants that indeed were a centimeter or two too long to reveal her ankles.

"-then again, might be best to hide those shoes. did you loan those from your grandad?" you grimaced, leah kicking your foot away with a scowl, necking the last of her own drink.

“well speaking of hiding what a lovely change for you to put on a dress that isn't two sizes too small and soaked in cheap tequila and regret." the blonde smiled charmingly reaching over your shoulder to put her empty glass down next to yours, gesturing to the bartender that she'd like another.

"then again i know thats all about easy access for you, isn't it?" leah smirked as your eyes narrowed but still the fake smile remained on your lips.

“i seem to remember you never minded. less material to rip off and toss on your floor first, then throw at my face once we were done and you wanted me to leave, right?” you retorted back, not missing the way her eyes dipped up and down to check you out.

“do I have a glow about me? i’ve just been getting so much more beauty sleep without the needy calls at three in the morning.” leah questioned, patting her cheeks gently with a smug glint in her eyes as you laughed politely.

“no i was actually going to suggest you try a new eye cream, anti aging maybe? and these frown lines…yikes. then there’s those angry little eyebrows-” your finger wiggled around in front of her face pointing things out, lips curling upward at the way the smug humor was promptly wiped from her features.

“at least my eyebrows are real.” leah was quick to bite, jaw muscles visibly clenching as you chuckled, not at all ashamed of the fact you got yours tattooed, something leah used to find endlessly fascinating.

“well in my defense i have had a lot of practice faking things, haven't i?” you grinned watching her jaw tense even more, knowing exactly which kinks in her armor to poke at to get a reaction even after all this time had passed.

"please. i know you miss me!" leah's eyes rolled cockily as you laughed sarcastically. “aw is that what you have to tell yourself to feel better? baby I haven’t missed you at all.” you promised as her eyes now rolled.

“yeah you wish, i’ve missed you even less.”

“did dad do your tie for you as well or have we learned how to do it ourselves by now?” you pouted mockingly, reaching over and tightening the knot of her tie as she pushed your hands away and quickly tugged it back looser again.

“booked any genuine campaigns yet or is mummy still flashing the nepotism card to get you on the runway?” leah pouted right back as you scoffed and she grinned, also knowing exactly where to poke at you to get what she wanted.

“please like you don’t stalk my socials, i see you watching my stories.” you snickered, eyes drifting away from her and back down to the court where things seemed to be about to start.

“you think about me so much you feel the need to check? do you post things hoping i'll see them? aw baby girl that’s so sweet of you.” leah cooed pinching your cheek as you smacked her hand off you with a glare.

“don’t call me that.” you warned, hating the glee which filled her face at your obvious discontent, cursing yourself internally for allowing her to see as much.

“oh i'm sorry, struck a nerve did i? good girl, is that better?” leah leaned in closer to whisper, lips grazing your ear as she grabbed a fresh drink from the bar and retracted, the hair on the back of your neck standing to attention.

you kept quiet at that, turning away from her and ordering a new drink of your own with a polite smile, still feeling her eyes on your back as she made no move to leave.

"surely there's some doe eyed idiot with a complex for athletes that you can go swoon with the stories of you kicking things to boost your microsized ego?" you rolled your eyes hearing her chuckle and move to lean against the bar right beside you again.

"footballs. kicking footballs, never could learn the rules or the lingo could you? or maybe you just pretend not to know so i'll explain to you over and over and over, always giving you the attention you want so badly." leahs finger swiped at your nose as you gave her a hard look and shoved at her shoulder.

"speaking of idiots, will that wet mop with teeth and a combover you call a boyfriend be joining us?” leah questioned, spinning around so her back leant against the bar top and her eyes scanned the room, everyone slowly filing out to find their seats.

"you really have been keeping tabs." you glanced up at her with a small smirk as she chose not to acknowledge your statement.

“but no he’s probably off partying in magaluf or ibiza spreading some sort of sexually transmitted disease, waving his little dick around and shoving it into everything that moves.” you rolled your eyes with disdain at the mention of your anything but loyal ex, the boy having slept with more women just while he was with you than you think you had your entire lifetime.

"ahh i see, ex boyfriend then. did he catch the sti from you? or was it one pregnancy scare too many that pushed the unwilling father to be away.” leah smirked though she felt you stiffen beside her and suddenly alarm bells went off in her head that maybe she'd taken things just a step too far.

"fuck you leah." you didn't even hang around to wait for your drink, giving the taller girl one final venomous look which made her stomach drop before you were storming off away from her to find your seat.

it had happened when you least expected it.

you'd not seen leah for a couple of weeks as she was on camp for england, but nothing about your hook ups regular or scheduled and certainly not monogamous you'd busied yourself seeing other people.

this night in particular it had been a rather handsome male model you'd been on a shoot with, accepting his offer of dinner and drinks once you'd wrapped for the day, raised never to say no to a free meal or a hot date.

one thing lead to another and later that night you found yourself in a club packed with blurred faceless bodies, surrounded by strangers and drowning yourself in shots to the point you didn't even remember leaving and going home with him.

there was however one thing that was burned into your mind, the biggest regret of your life as the condom had broke while the two of you were going at it.

normally you were always careful and you'd never be this stupid but the boy dismissing it himself you'd been far too drunk to disagree as he made no move to pull out.

not even getting to have a release yourself it had been a gloriously underwhelming seven minutes before he was satisfied and then suddenly too tired to return the favor.

again with potentially more cheap vodka in your system than blood you'd passed out beside him, spending the night in his bed and waking up hours later with a pounding headache and a deep rooted shame as you sat up and slivers of last night flickered through your mind.

grabbing your clothes you quickly dressed and fled his house, no idea where you were as you sat on his front steps and bounced your knee, the shame spreading through your body quickly morphing into anxiety as your fight or flight kicked in.

knowing there was one person who would answer this time of morning you clicked call, phone held to your ear and skin crawling with disgust as you prayed she would come through.

sure enough after only a few rings the dial tone clicked and you heard a yawn. "this is unusually early for a hook up even for you, what you need and miss me this badly?" the teasing tone and snicker died in her mouth hearing how you spoke her name.

"leah." you could barely get it out without crying, covering your mouth as reality set in and the blonde on the other end sat up in her bed, rubbing her eyes and trying to wake herself up properly.

"whats happened? whats wrong?" the concern in her voice was lost on you as you took a shaky breath. "can you come pick me up please? i don't know where i am but i can send you my location." you asked quietly, leah already out of bed and rummaging around for her car keys.

"yeah send it now, i'll be there soon."

you'd moved away from his house lingering on the curb out front when you heard her pull up, standing to your feet and hurrying to her car just wanting to get as far away from here as possible.

leah had intended to get out of the car to check on you but you were already up and opening the passenger door, sliding into her car and avoiding her gaze as you buckled yourself in.

"you alright?" leah asked cautiously voice thick with sleep, taking in your disheveled appearance and oddly quiet manner with a frown. "i'm fine." you muttered quietly, fiddling with your hands in your lap as you stared down at the floor.

"did something happen?" leah asked carefully though you knew what she meant, a gentle nudge to your side having her offering you a bottle of water she'd quickly grabbed from her fridge as she flew out the door.

"can you take me to a pharmacy please? there's one open about ten minutes from here." you asked after accepting the water with a quiet thank you, leah hesitating for a moment which you felt.

"leah, please." you finally looked up and met her gaze, silence filling the car as the blondes eyes raked over you. "actually don't worry i should have just called an uber or something i'm sorry." you shook your head, moving to unclip your seatbelt as leahs hand shot to grab yours.

"no, please i really don't want you in an uber by yourself right now. put the address in and i'll take you." leah promised softly, squeezing your hand and waiting until you nodded to let go, starting the car back up as you typed the address into her gps system.

there wasn't another word exchanged between the pair of you, leah focused on the road and your own gaze trained out the window, occasionally taking small sips of the cold bottle of water clenched in your hand.

"you don't need to come in, i can find my way home from here." you unclipped yourself as leah pulled up outside the small block of shops where the twenty four seven pharmacy was.

"thank you leah." you spoke sincerely and softly, leaning across the console to kiss her cheek, slipping out of the car before the blonde could even get a word out.

she sat there stumped for a second watching your figure disappear into the pharmacy, shaking her head and hurrying to unclip her own belt, turning off the car and hurrying in after you.

"leah what-" you looked up in surprise as she appeared beside you, crinkle of confusion in your eyebrows as the blonde opened and closed her mouth a few times.

"sunglasses! i need sunglasses and...pads?" she floundered around for an excuse, grabbing a pair of shades off the rack in front of you and slipping them on with an awkward smile.

you couldn't help but chuckle, seeing what she was doing but appreciating it none the less. "thank you." you smiled, leah nodding and darting off to grab the pads she had no intention of using as you waited for the pharmacist.

"what can i get for you love?" the older woman eventually appeared in front of you as you shifted uncomfortably. "can i get the morning after pill please?" you asked quietly, not missing the judgement that flashed across her face though it was gone as soon as it appeared.

you jumped at a loud clatter behind you glancing over your shoulder to see a flustered looking leah scrambling to clean up the pile of baby formula tins she'd just knocked over, sunglasses still covering her eyes.

"sorry! sorry! i just...i got this." leah motioned to the tins, cheeks flushed bright red in embarrassment as you bit the inside of your own cheek to hide a smile, hearing the pharmacist sigh.

"is this pill for yourself or someone else?" the woman asked in a monotone, kindness drained from her voice as the same cocktail of shame, anxiety and disgust leapt into your mouth like bile.

"myself."

"have you considered all of your options?" the woman asked again as you frowned with confusion. "my options?" you questioned as again the woman sighed as if you were doing her a grave disservice.

"your options. have you taken a test? seen a doctor? do you know if you are actually pregnant?" the woman raised an eyebrow as your mouth opened and closed a few times, caught off guard by the questions.

"excuse me? it is literally called the morning after pill. how would she have had time to go see a doctor and take a test? not that any of that is your business." leah was suddenly beside you, sunglasses pushed onto her forehead and signature scowl on her face.

"well i-"

"exactly. so can you please get her the fucking pill? legally i don't think she's required to do anything than prove she's of age to purchase it." leah warned seriously as the womans eyes widened and she nodded, quickly rummaging around behind her.

"here." she placed it down in front of you and rang you up, your phone tapping to pay as leah stared the woman down firmly. "thank you." the blonde smiled though it didn't reach her eyes, the two of you quickly making your way out of the store and back to leahs car.

"seems all i'm doing today is saying thank you." you smiled hovering by her car, leah dismissing it with a small wave. "you might need to wait and take that in a little bit though." leah gestured for you to get into the car as she rounded to her own side.

"why?" you asked, eyebrows furrowing in confusion as she started up the engine, arm draped across the back of your seat looking over her shoulder with a grin.

"well because i just realised i didn't pay for these sunglasses."

"we're at your place?" you questioned later as the blonde pulled into her driveway and cut the engine off. you'd already taken the pill during the drive, missing the way leahs eyes flickered to you every few minutes to check you were okay.

"yeah i figured you probably shouldn't be by yourself, just in case theres any side effects or anything." leah brushed it off as you nodded slowly, genuinely too tired and hungover to find an argument.

you followed her out of the car and into her home, finding it strange to be stood here in broad daylight and uncertain of what was to come, awkwardly wrapping your arms around yourself.

"do you want a shower?" leah offered as you glanced down and realised you really could use one, the thought of being able to wash off the remnants of last night too tempting to turn down.

"yeah that would be great, thank you."

you exhaled heavily as you exited leahs shower already feeling better, finding a bundle of clean clothes waiting at the door for you to change into.

you couldn't help but inhale as you wiggled yourself into her clothes, drowned in the scent of leahs expensive perfume and green apple body wash, unable to deny the comfort it strangely provided you.

"all good?" leah asked as you appeared, the girl also unable to deny the weird way her stomach twisted seeing you clad in her clothes. "yeah your water pressure is insane." you chuckled making her grin, licking a dollop of jam off her thumb.

"thought you might want something to eat but i haven't exactly done my groceries yet." leah offered you a plate of toast, slight pink blush in her cheeks, something you'd not seen from the footballer the entire time you'd known her.

"its perfect." you assured, ignoring the urge to tease her for blushing knowing the girl had practically saved you today and you owed her a great debt of gratitude.

"do you want to watch something?" leah offered, thumb pointing to the lounge as you nodded, following her over here as you sat down, leah right beside you with her own plate and grabbing the remote.

"is that...just plain bread?" you asked, amusement present in your features at the blondes choice of breakfast. "yeah, so?" she scoffed defensively as you raised your hands up in surrender.

"nothing...the stomach wants what it wants." you laughed, leah kicking you playfully and grabbing her plate, settling back into the lounge and propping her sock covered feet onto the coffee table.

"you watch this?" you asked with surprise as she flicked on last nights episode of big brother. "you don't?" she questioned with a mouthful of bread as you grimaced and knocked your knee into hers.

"of course i do, just didn't picture englands captain wasted her time on trashy reality tv!" you teased taking a bite of your toast as she shrugged, reaching behind her to grab a blanket off the back of the lounge, putting down her plate and gesturing for you to put your arms up as she draped it across the two of you.

"might be a god in the bedroom but i am still human." she winked as you jokingly gagged and she pulled a face, settling back down and munching on her plain bread as a comfortable silence fell between the pair of you.

you weren't sure when you fell asleep but you awoke several hours later dazed and confused. you tensed realising you weren't alone, an arm draped across your midsection as you groggily rubbed your eyes, blinking a few times and coming to.

you quickly realised it was leah draped across you, a mess of blonde hair covering her face as it was tucked into your shoulder, her arm slung tightly across your midsection, other hand intertwined with yours as you realised your fingers were interlocked.

you felt weird, no-you felt good. it felt strangely right to be in this foreign position with her and that was terrifying, the subtle and warm and welcoming domesticity of the situation filled you with dread and with fear.

you couldn't develop feelings for her, not for leah.

leah who wouldn't even look at you after she'd spend hours worshipping your body and having you chanting her name among all sorts of obscenities.

leah who would just toss you your clothes and wander off for a shower or roll back over in bed facing away from you, which you knew all too well was the unspoken cue for you to leave.

yet here she was curled up into you, legs stretched out across the coffee table and tucked under a blanket, holding your hand and your body in a way so tender you had almost forgotten what sincere non sexual intimacy felt like.

so you did what countless nights spent with her had trained you to, you left.

carefully unwinding yourself out of her grip the blonde had stirred but remained asleep, allowing you the time to shrug off her clothes and slip back into your dress from the night before with a disgusted grimace at the memories they held.

folding up her clothes and leaving them on the arm of the lounge you gave her one last look, a weird longing to just wrap yourself back up in her arms all you needed to push you out her front door.

leah had woken up not long after, frown on her face as she realized you weren't beside her anymore and the clothes you'd had on were neatly folded a few metres away, and since that morning leah hadn't heard a word from you.

you sighed deeply as you watched the blonde make her way down the row of seats, smiling and shaking hands as she went but heading right for you.

"you have to be joking." you mumbled to yourself as she dropped herself in the spare seat right beside you, not missing the way you physically recoiled and pulled your body as far to the other side of your seat as you could to get away from her.

"you forgot your drink." leah offered it out to you, giving an awkward smile as you glanced at her but accepted it none the less, taking a sip and sitting it down in the holder on your right.

"i'm not thanking you." you warned her, hoping that was all she wanted and would head off to another seat but you had no such luck as she wriggled around and made herself comfortable.

"look i'm really sorry i took that way too far and-" you almost thought you might not hear from her again as the set started, leah leaning in to whisper to you as your eyes closed and you sighed again.

"its fine, just shut up leah." you sharply cut her off, the blonde nodding and leaning back, both of you pulled into conversations with other people as the box buzzed with quiet chatter.

eventually though you once again found yourself with not much else to occupy you as the chatter died out and the match began to heat up, leah muttering commentary under her breath as you chanced a look at her and chuckled at the concentrated scowl on her face.

"what?" she didn't miss it as your head snapped forwards again and you shrugged. "no go on, whats so amusing?" she questioned crossing her arms and turning her body just slightly toward you.

"frown lines." you pointed to your own forehead and back to hers with a small smile as her cheeks flushed red. "oh." she was quick to relax her face, though as you chanced another look toward her a few minutes later you smiled seeing the scowl right back there again.

"shut up i can't help it, this stresses me out." leah knocked her knee into yours and crossed her arms over her chest. "why? have you given up football for a budding tennis career?" you chuckled as she mocked you and pulled a face.

"no. but i know what the pressure is like to play a sport at this high a level, and how hard you are on yourself for every little thing. even without the eyes on you here they'll be thinking about the media, fans, family, everyone is just watching and waiting, hoping you mess up or do something dumb they can rip you apart for." leah retorted as your face softened a little at her words.

"yeah i sort of understand that." you agreed, feeling not too dissimilarly when you walked a runway. "maybe i'll come to your next show and kick a football at you." leah commented casually as your head snapped toward her, the cheeky grin all you needed to know she was messing about as your eyes rolled and a small smile tugged at your lips which you quickly corrected.

"i saw that." "you're getting heatstroke. only you would wear a three piece charcoal suit in the middle of summer." "summer? have you seen those clouds? i'll put a tenner on that we don't even get through the next set before a rain break."

and annoyingly enough of course leah was correct, the day wrapping up as the skies had opened and an icy wind was whipping around the air, nipping and pinching at every scrap of flesh it came into contact with.

you nodded along with a polite smile, chatting with a few people as you were longing to leave, the cold chill setting into your skin as goosebumps appeared and your arms were wrapped tightly around you.

finally their own car arrived and they bid you goodbye, a sigh of relief leaving your lips as you checked the eta for your uber and saw it wasn't too far away.

"see i told you it would rain." you jolted as soft material settled over your shoulders, turning around to meet a familiar smile.

"don't. you're going to get yourself sick if you stand here shivering like an idiot." leah cut you off before you could even say what she knew you were about to, hands knocking away your own which tried to shrug off her suit jacket she'd draped over you.

"thank you." you admitted with a smile, leah nodding and checking her phone as you tried to ignore just how good she looked. "try not to get it wet, its not actually dad its dior!" the blonde smirked as you playfully rolled your eyes.

"got any plans for tonight?" you made conversation as the pair of you stood side by side, leah shaking her head and shoving her hands into her pockets, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet.

before you were able to stop yourself or think it through the words were tumbling out of your mouth with a mind of their own.

"do you feel like a dance?"

a dance had been putting it mildly as you moved and swayed your body to the beat, bass so thunderous it pumped and shook the floor beneath you.

taking leah as your plus one you'd arrived to the party you'd been invited to, the blonde shocked to say the least as you'd dragged her into the large warehouse where it was taking place.

it had all started off tame enough, finding a table of your friends you sat down with leah by your side, the blondes charming demeanor taking over as she found no issues holding her own in conversation with them.

then someone had appeared with a round of shots, and well it all seemed to go downhill from there.

which hours later is what had head to the liquid confidence flowing through both yours and leahs veins, her body pressed against yours as lights pulsed around you only showing flickers of her face every now and then.

a familiar urge starting to grow in the coil of your stomach you grabbed the defenders hands, placing them on your stomach and pushing your ass back into her, leaning your head back on her shoulder and feeling her nose tuck into your neck.

“i think you’ve forgotten i know all of your tricks pretty girl.” leah laughed, lips grazing your ear as you strained to hear her over the thumping music engulfing the pair of you.

reaching up and tangling a hand in her hair you pulled her closer, lips kissing at her jaw and feeling her own hands begin to wander as your teeth tugged at her earlobe.

“and I think you’ve forgotten i know all your weaknesses, captain."

that was the final nail in the coffin, a small frown creased into your features as you felt her pull away and worried if you'd misread the signals you thought she'd been giving all night.

but all of that was blown to hell and back as her hand found its home against the back of your neck and she pressed into you again, leading you out of the mass of sweaty bodies on the dance floor.

a grin was plastered on your face as she snagged her suit jacket off the back of her chair and grabbed your hand with her other, pulling you with her toward the exit.

"hi." you smiled as the fresh air hit you, the pair of you wandering away from the drunken fallen soldiers littering the exit, leah pulling your body into hers as you hid yourselves around a corner out of sight.

"hello." she grinned back, hands falling either side of your face as your hand grabbed the back of her neck, finally pulling her mouth to meet yours as the pair of you melted into one another.

"this is a bad idea right?" you mumbled against her lips feeling her nod. "terrible idea." she pulled away momentarily, chest heaving and face flushed pink as you tangled your hands in her blonde locks and she grinned.

"so, your place or mine?"

"jesus christ leah." you exhaled shakily, rolling off of her and running a hand through your hair, struggling to catch your breath as you closed your eyes for a moment and felt her body vibrate with quiet laughter beside you.

"you still with me?" you opened them to see her hovering over you, cheeky smile on her lips as you nodded. "that certainly didn't sound fake." her smile morphed into a smirk as you pushed her and she collapsed back into the pillows beside you.

"that was what that was about? proving a point?" you struggled to get out, coming down from your fourth orgasm in a row. "no! well not the first three anyway, but that one? yeah that one was personal." leah confirmed cockily as you reached a hand over to gently slap her cheek, feeling her lips kiss at your palm with a chuckle.

the pair of you had barely made it through her front door, hands burning and twitching as you'd done your best to keep them off one another in the excruciatingly long uber ride back.

"fuck me." leah had exhaled as you wasted no time dropping to your knees in front of her the moment you'd crossed the threshold of the bedroom, tugging at her pants as she clumsily fumbled with her belt.

"i'm trying to." you'd grinned up at her making her eyes roll as she tangled a hand in your hair, having started off pleasuring her first and reaping in the moans you drew from the older girl while your face was buried between her legs.

then things had moved to the bed and leah wasted no time reminding you that just because you struck first she was the one in control, and what felt like hours later here you were struggling to return to earth.

"i should go." your body shifted back into autopilot as you'd finally caught your breath, sitting up and pushing your hair to one side of your head as you covered yourself with the blanket and leaned down to rummage through the pile of clothes on the floor for your own.

"or you could stay." you froze at that, time seeming to stand still as leah tried to push down the nerves which consumed her following her statement, fidgeting with her fingers which were hidden beneath the blanket.

“you never ask me to stay.” you still hadn't moved, arm slung over the edge of the bed and your dress in hand, this uncharted territory quite terrifying as you had no idea what would come next.

“you never seemed like you wanted to.” you sat up at that, looking down at her with a slight frown. "you never seemed like you wanted me to." you quipped back as leah sighed, running her hands down her face and flopping them onto the mattress.

"i didn't think i did." she admitted quietly, glancing up at you as you looked on curiously and nodded for her to continue. "i thought this was just casual hook ups. then you called me that morning from that guys house and hearing how upset you were made me worried, more worried than i would be for someone i didn't care about." she sighed, avoiding looking at you now.

"then we came back here and you showered and wore my clothes and we hung out and it felt good. i thought maybe we might be able to explore something more than just hooking up but..." she trailed off as now you looked away and bit the inside of your cheek.

"but then i left." you finished for her as she nodded. "why didn't you ever answer when i reached out afterwards?" leah asked as you shuffled back to lay down again beside her.

"well when i called you that morning i thought it was just auto pilot. but then you were so helpful and sweet and we did hang out which was different but not in a bad way." you paused to think over your next words.

"then i woke up and you were holding me which felt...good, and that scared me. we've never been intimate in a non sexual way and i guess i just assumed it was a reflex for you since you were asleep, because every time we'd sleep together-" you were stopped as leah cut you off.

"-i'd throw your clothes at you and expect you to leave." the blonde admitted, the two of you sharing a look and a small smile, cheeks flushed with color.

"yes. then i panicked because it felt good and different and weird, and i assumed you'd not share those feelings and just break things off anyway, so i broke it off first to save myself and here we are." your hand moved closer to brush against hers, a silence falling between you.

"so.." leah trailed off, her leg moving next to graze yours. "so..." you echoed, finger stretching to trace a line down the back of her hand.

"would you want to stay over then?" leah broke first, head turning to face you as you noticed the obvious worry in her eyes at what you would say.

"okay." you agreed, corners of your mouth tugging upward as her eyebrows raised in clear surprise. "but you’re making me breakfast in the morning.” you declared, leahs laugh echoing around the room.

"deal. jam on toast it is!" she teased, a warmth spreading through your body as her hand moved again to sit on top of yours, her fingers linking and sliding around your own, the blonde raising it up and placing a soft kiss to your palm again.

"well for me. just plain bread for you right?" you quipped back, catching her off guard as you leaned in and pecked her lips, darting back away before she could return the gesture with a twinkle in your eyes.

“a fun fact you’ll grow to love is i am a terrible chef.” leah admitted as now your laugh filled the room, shuffling closer and turning on your side to face her as she did the same, feet nudging yours apart to slot her leg in between yours.

“and what else should I know?” you smiled, pointer finger of your free hand tracing absentminded lines across her face. "mm well i eat a plain ham sandwich before and after every game, i am a huge star wars nerd, i love country music...and i would really like to take you on a proper date." leah finished with a smile that had you reeling, cheeks heating up even more.

"do the tips of your ears always go red when you're embarrassed? how have i noticed that before thats adorable?" leah cooed and tugged at them as you whined and leaned forward pressing your face into her shoulder.

"leave me alone." you grumbled, pulling your head back onto the pillow and resuming tracing the curve of her jaw. “i think you’re working backwards, I don’t normally sleep with women on the first date.” you teased, green eyes rolling playfully.

"well I don’t normally sleep with women i date.” she smiled charmingly for a moment before the realization dawned on her she'd not quite said that right and she frowned.

“no that came out wrong i meant i-" you didn't let her finish, pressing your lips against hers with a laugh, your mouths moving together in perfect harmony.

"shut up. i'd love to go on a date with you.” you promised, pecking her lips a few more times and melting at the way her face lit up. "yeah?" you nodded. "yeah."

"now something you'll learn to love about me, i've never seen a single star wars movie." you confessed, leahs jaw dropping in disbelief as she sat up so quickly it made you jolt in shock.

"what are you doing?" you questioned confused as she pulled her body away from you, rolling out of bed still completely naked and rushing around her room.

"you, are getting a movie education." she pointed to you threateningly, disappearing into her closet for a moment.

"right now? leah we just had sex i'm naked!" you laughed, wincing as a bundle of material hit you in the face, pulling it away and holding it up.

"oh this is the darth vader guy right? luke skywalkers dad?" you realised who was on the shirt as leah stopped her rushing about, stood at the end of the bed staring at you in disbelief.

"that is like the biggest plot twist of the franchise how on earth did you know that?" "leah...vater in german literally means father!"

"have you always been such a know it all?" leah scoffed as you rolled your eyes, sitting up and tugging her shirt over your head, reaching down to find your underwear.

"i'm making popcorn, get comfy!" leah called out as she darted out of her bedroom. "leah at least put some pants on!" you laughed at her naked form flitting around the kitchen.

"well another fun fact for you to know pretty girl, wearing pants is actually banned in this house."

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nattiesangel

3 years ago

LMFAO

y/n: castaways we are castaways-

tony: can you stop we are literally at sharons funeral

y/n:

tony:

y/n: passedaways she has passedaway-

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nattiesangel

1 year ago

I love sam

Rulers of The Multiverse - Wanda Maximoff x Reader Masterlist

Summary: Strange's faulty spell will cause a series of unexpected events, from your reunion with the love of your life in another world to the appearance of a child capable of traveling across the multiverse. This story follows the journey of a very tired Guardian alongside mischievous America Chavez and Scarlet Witch. | Minor spoilers of MOM.

Warnings: (+18), explicit language and sexual content, violence, a lot of magic, found family, mentions of abusive past and trauma, mind control, use of illicit substances, mostly top!reader, soulmates analogies. Chapters may contain additional warnings.

General Masterlist | AO3 | Wattpad

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No Way Home

Far From Home

Finding Home Again

An Uninvited God of Chaos and a World In Pieces.

The Witch World - Part I

The Witch World - Part II

The Socialists and the Jealous Witch

Old Friends, a Cube and a Tattoo

A Shattered Home

The Library of Alexandria - Part One

The Library of Alexandria - Part Two

A Bunch of Books and Dreams

The Star of David

Inevitable - Part One

Inevitable - Part Two

Oshtur's Blessing

The Guardian and The Scarlet Witch

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nattiesangel

3 years ago

Tongue tricks?

A/n: another idea popped in my head so of course I’m gonna write it.

Summary: You're very innocent for your own liking.

Taglist: @diaryoflife @xxromanoffxx

It was another day of the team movie marathon, and despite the fact that none of you were weary enough or ready to sleep the night away, you opted to take your time and just talk about the stories you had shared with each other.

The bickering and teasing filled your ears while you sat on the floor in front of the center table, cross-legged. Natasha was sitting next to you, holding one tub of ice cream and two spoons, one for you and one for Nat.

You scooped a spoon full of ice cream and licked the side because it was dripping, causing Tony’s eyes to look at you with a teasing smirk. You ignored their constant chit-chat and happily hummed to the cookies and cream you were eating.

“I bet y/n is great with giving a head,” Tony said out of the blue, causing a red-headed woman to glare at him.

You furrowed your eyebrows, not really understanding what Tony meant. “Giving a head? Why would I give my head? "you snorted. You find it funny to cut your head off and give it to someone.

"Tongue tricks?” Sam gave you a clue, hoping you’d understand what Tony meant. It earned another stern glare from the assassin.

Keep reading

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nattiesangel

10 months ago

imm alreadyy invesstedd!!!

broken trust. [part1]

Summary: you used to be very close, but he broke your heart, now your paths have crossed again

Warnings: angst, guns, knife, blood, violence, swearing, mentions of sex, alcohol, Ellie appears

A/N: i wanted to write something for Joel (again, I’m sorry...) and i'll break it up into a few parts. hope everything goes as i planned. something like lovers to enemies to friends to lovers. do you understand any of this, because i don't? i hope my scribbles don't scare you off. thanks for reading and feedback in any form. 🖤

"Fuck!"

You hit the wall with such force that the air left your lungs and for a moment you lost your breath. Your back hurt like hell, but you didn't have time to focus on the pain.

Focus!

You should have been more careful, but the noises from the ground floor of the building distracted you. The man took advantage of this moment, hitting you so hard that you hit the wall, badly bruising your back.

"Get up, you little slut!" he growled, approaching you and kicking you painfully in the stomach.

The gun slipped out of your hand and even though you blindly groped the concrete floor, your fingers couldn't find it.

"I said - GET UP!" he roared, grabbing you by the jacket and lifting you up, then pressing you hard against the wall. "You thought you could catch me by surprise, huh? Stupid bitch!"

His hand tightened around your throat. You tried to push him away, but the man was bigger than you, so all you could do was struggle like a fish caught in a net.

"You should know your place." he hissed, seeing you struggling for breath. "Don't mess with people bigger than you."

"I-I can't d-do that." you whispered with difficulty.

"What? What the fuck did you say?"

But he didn't find out what you said. You pulled your leg up and with your free hand reached for the short knife hidden in your boot.

It had to be fast.

And accurate.

You didn't have a second chance.

Focus!

You hit the man's exposed neck, the silver blade smoothly cutting through his skin, piercing into his flesh. The hands clenched around your neck immediately let go of you as he fell to his knees, then to the floor with a dull sound.

You took a few deep breaths. Too much time wasted.

You noticed your gun a few steps away from you and quickly picked it up, heading towards the stairs to find the source of the noise.

The building should have been abandoned, at least that's what it looked like. Broken windows, grass growing on the lower roofs, a few rusty barrels. They had to be some kind of warehouse.

"Don't aim at her, asshole!"

A loud male voice echoed through the empty interior. You quickened your pace, but now you were more careful, more focused. You noticed a slightly ajar door and slipped into the room.

It must have once been a hall or something. Moving behind the shelves, you headed for the source of the raised voices.

"Tell the kid to put the gun down!" a male, low voice rang out very clearly, you saw the outline of a male silhouette.

"Ellie, do what he says!"

"No!" a girlish, terrified, but also determined voice reached your ears now.

"Put the fucking gun down!"

You heard the sound of a gun falling. You were so close now that you could see the attacker clearly.

The old leather jacket he was wearing was already pretty worn out on the back. You could see the shoes and legs of the girl who was in front of him, covering someone kneeling on the ground.

"Let us go!" The girl, whose name was Ellie, tried to control the situation. "We won't tell anyone you're here."

"Are you fucking kidding me?" The man aimed a gun at her. "I should kill the old man, have some fun with you, and then, together with my buddies, find the place you came from. That's close, right? Tell me!"

"Oh, shut the fuck up!"

The sound of your voice echoed through the room so suddenly that everyone froze. They looked around nervously, and then a shot rang out. The girl squealed as the man standing right in front of her fell, and a blood stain began to appear on the floor.

She quickly jumped to her gun, trying to find the shooter or where the shot came from. Then she noticed you as you came out from behind the shelf. You still had the gun in one hand, but you raised your arms in surrender.

"Is everything okay with you?" you asked. "Did he hurt you?"

"No, not me, but him..."

You glanced at the man on the floor. He was holding his arm, his fingers covered in blood. You saw dark hair interspersed with gray, wide shoulders, dark eyes that seemed familiar to you.

"It's you?" you whispered in surprise.

Your footsteps echoed down the staircase as you ran up the dusty stairs. First...second...third floor. You ran to the door and opened it with the key.

"Joel?"

You spotted him dozing on the couch with one arm folded above his head, the other lying on his stomach. You smiled at the sight and quickly went inside. He opened his eyes at the sound of the door closing.

"Hi. What kept you?" he asked, sitting up and rubbing his face with his hands.

He didn't even know when he fell asleep waiting for you. It was dark outside and you were already a few hours late. However, he saw that you were safe and sound, and he sighed with relief.

"We're going to celebrate today!" you chirped happily, placing your bag on the table, and something strangely knocked on it.

"Celebrate what?" Joel asked, standing up and stretching.

Two glasses appeared in your hands. He saw your face light up with excitement and a big smile on your lips. God! He loved your smile. In a place like QZ it was his most precious treasure.

You pulled a bottle, of what Joel recognized as whiskey, out of your bag.

"Where the hell did you get that?" he asked as you started pouring the drink "What happened, Y/N?"

"We did it! We did it, Joel!" you repeated and then pushed the glass into his hand "I can't believe it! I talked to Howard, that smuggling guy from the other end of the zone."

Joel choked on his drink.

"Howard? I told you not to go to him alone." he said, frowning.

"Oh, listen to me!" you put your glass down without taking a sip, you were so excited that emotions were pouring out of you in buckets "Howard knows someone who can get us a car. A car that actually works!"

"Bullshit! He doesn't know anyone."

"But I talked to that guy!" you were pacing around the room the whole time. "He wants a lot, but we should be able to handle it. I thought about it the whole way here. This is our chance, Joel!"

He was leaning against the kitchen table and watching you carefully. He didn't know what was worse, the fact that you went to Howard by yourself and met up with another strange guy, your excitement, or the fact that he would have to brutally bring you back down to earth.

This was your dream, and Joel had instilled it in you months ago. He knew that you always wanted to live outside of Boston. Ever since he met you a few years ago, he had seen the part of you that wanted something normal so badly. It irritated him at first, but then, as you started spending more and more time together - you were a really good smuggler - he loved it.

You were his bright spot in this gloomy place, someone he came back to and who was important to him. You filled some empty place in his heart, and that was good.

So when you had a really bad moment in your life Joel wanted to give you some of that hope too. He started spinning a story that maybe one day you'd find a car and escape from this place. Find a safe haven somewhere else, maybe another settlement, maybe you'd go find Tommy, his brother.

And you totally bought into it. It didn't bother him, until now. Joel knew that those dreams were like houses of cards, they could collapse very easily.

"Are you listening to me?"

Your voice brought him back to reality.

"Y-Yeah, this all sounds...great." he replied uncertainly and took another sip of whiskey. "Are you sure you want this?"

"We both talked about it." You laughed, walking up to him and wrapping your arms around his waist, your warm lips finding his and brushing them gently. "We just have to plan everything, but I'm sure we'll figure it out."

He brushed your hair away and smiled. His heart ached because he already knew how badly he'd screwed it all up.

And even that night when you made love, when you moaned his name as his cock moved inside you, your words kept replaying in his head. Like a broken record. He kissed your lips, caressed your body, and at the same time he wanted to apologize to you for everything he had to do.

"Can you walk?"

You were proud of yourself that your voice didn't shake. Joel nodded. His eyes were wide as he stared at you like he'd seen a ghost.

"That asshole shot him." The girl said.

You gave her a quick look, then walked over to Joel to see his arm. His jacket was bloody, but it didn't look too bad.

"It's a superficial wound. He'll be fine. Just a lot of blood." You stated. "Ellie, yeah?" The girl nodded. "Will you help me?"

You and the girl picked Joel up. You could feel his gaze on you, but you avoided it.

Focus!

You had to help them get out of here.

"Do you have a car or something?" You asked.

The girl shook her head.

"Great. So you must be from Jackson." You stated. "Come on, I'll take you there. He needs to see a doctor."

"Wait!" Ellie looked at Joel confused. "Can we trust her?"

The man nodded.

"Yeah. We can." He cleared his throat and added "This guy said he had friends with him."

"Yeah, he did. There were four of them."

"You killed them? All of them?" The girl's eyes widened in surprise "What are you? A serial killer or something?"

"Like all of us, right? Come on, it'll be dark soon."

You led them out of the building and through the small parking lot at the end of which your car was parked. You opened the door and pulled out a first aid kit from under the seat.

"I can only give you something to stop the bleeding." You said, looking into the box.

"No need." Joel replied.

"Don't be stubborn. Take this." You pressed the bandage into his hand and threw the first aid kit inside. "Hop in kid, I'll take you home."

The girl happily climbed into the back seat. Miller, however, was still standing by you. It was hard to avoid him, feeling his eyes piercing through your skin.

"How did you find us?" he asked.

"I wasn't looking for you, I was looking for them. For a few days." You replied, looking at him. "I came across them a while ago, they were looking for a place to stay. I think they heard about Jackson or something."

"They didn't seem nice."

Your gaze went to his shoulder. He pressed the bandage, but he seemed to be feeling better.

"And they weren't." You mumbled. "Come on, we're not just going to stand here."

You opened the car door and were already getting in when Joel spoke again.

"Y/N, thanks."

"You're welcome."

[PART 2] …soon…

☆☆☆

Thank you for your time.

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nattiesangel

3 years ago

i dont like draco but this was so cute

Secret's Out | Draco x Reader

A/N: To be honest, I don't love this, but it's my first time writing Professor Draco, so you're going to have to prepare yourself for better future content. Enjoy! <3

Summary: Your students urge you to tell them the truth about you and Draco's relationship.

Warnings/content: Fem!Reader, Husband!Draco, fluffy, Mom!Reader, Dad!Draco, Pregnant!Reader, Professor!Draco, Professor!Reader

Word count: 1.54k words

THANK YOU TO @divvision FOR THE DIVIDERS! ALL CREDITS GO TO THEM!

"And that's about it for today's class, guys. Make sure you do the reading from pages 200-210 in your Advanced Potion Making textbook. It'll help you for the next class." You said, quickly dismissing your students. You'd hoped they'd leave soon and wouldn't question the ordeal that happened at the beginning of class. But of course, teenagers must speak their minds.

"Professor Y/L/N?" One of your favorite student's hand shot up, which prompted everyone to stop moving and focus on you.

"Yes, Mr. Diggory?" You sighed, immediately knowing what he would ask.

"Um, a-are you and Professor Malfoy..."

"Great co-workers? You bet! Class dismissed." You nodded, pointing at the door sweetly.

You knew this would happen at some point. Draco had come into your classroom to "drop off some papers," but you teaching different subjects made it evident to you that he just wanted your attention.

"Well, hello, Mrs. Malfoy!" Draco said, sneaking up behind you to pull you to his chest.

"Hi, Mr. Malfoy." You relax, letting his arms hoist your body up. Being a professor was exhausting, but you loved it. No matter how many times Draco offered for you to stop working, claiming that his wealth would take care of you and many other generations, you always refused. Besides, it was nice to be with him all the time. The lunches and free periods you spent together were your favorites, and when your son Scorpius had a free period, too, it was all the better.

You thought it would be distracting if people knew you and Draco were dating and always preferred to keep your relationship private, anyways. You didn't go out of your way to convince people Scorpius wasn't your son, though. Instead, you and Draco gave him all the affection and then some behind closed doors. You even snuck him into your room in the castle when he wanted to cuddle at night. Being the Head of House for Slytherin, Draco could essentially pull his son in and out of class whenever Scorpius wanted. Despite him being fifteen, he would always be a mommy's boy and clung to you at all times to prove it.

"Just came to drop off some papers." Draco said snazzily, slapping a stack of papers for his class, Astronomy, down on your desk. "Return it to me by the end of the day, please." He whispered against your lips, tipping your forehead on his, pulling your waist closer to his body.

You laughed at his neediness, pressing a kiss to his lips. "Okay, my love, I will. Now go before one of my students-"

"Professor Y/L/N? Professor Malfoy? What-" Draco immediately pulled out his wand and slammed the door, but it was already too late. You'd been caught. The staff and your close friends knew about your "secret" marriage to Draco, but none of your students were allowed to know.

"Oopsies." Draco cracked a weak smile while you were busy becoming highly anxious for the next class. "Don't worry; you'll figure something out." Draco said, pressing quick kisses on both your cheeks. "I'm sorry, darling, I need to go. My next class started a minute ago." Draco checked his watch, furrowing his brows. He was obviously reluctant to leave. "Your lunch break is after this class, right?" You nodded your head, still nervous. "I'll come to see you, then." He smiled and opened the doors to your classroom. "Well? What are you waiting for? Get on, go inside!" Draco said to the shocked students, who were now looking at him in a way different light than before.

You thought you could escape your students' curiosity, but news traveled fast around Hogwarts. The next day, you'd received three questions in one class about your relationship to the former Slytherin, and you knew they wouldn't stop until they got an answer.

"But Professor Y/L/N!" One student cried out, urging you to spill all on your personal life.

"Look! There! A ring on her finger! That must mean she's married!" Harry Potter's daughter (one of your goddaughters), Lily yelled, pointing at your wedding ring. "Professor Malfoy has rings, too! Although, I'm not quite sure which one would be his wedding ring..." Lily pondered, holding her chin.

"Young lady, this is highly inappropriate." You said, looking at her with a stern look. You and Draco eloped straight out of the war and only told immediate family and adult friends after you'd gotten married. No children knew about your relationship, but it was safe to say you were freaking out about the possibility of it.

"Well, if you don't have the hots for Professor Malfoy, then prove it!" Lily's brother James evilly cracked. You narrowed your eyes at him, knowing you wouldn't be able to get on with your lesson if they didn't receive confirmation.

"Okay." You said defeated. "Rose, go fetch Professor Malfoy for me, please. Tell him I'll watch his class next period as payment for interrupting his class." You enunciated, annoyed at your students' determination to ruin your secret.

The class broke into excited murmurs, and you turned into a nervous wreck, waiting for your husband to return. The chatter died, and everyone was staring at the petite redhead and tall blond standing under the massive doorway.

"You guys, I was in the middle of teaching about Cassandra, my favorite constellation!" You carefully eyed Draco, knowing that's what the baby girl inside you would be named. He only smirked, looking at you for just a second. "What's this about?" He said, stifling a laugh while running a hand through his hair.

"Teach later. This is an intervention." James said poshly before his cousin Rose pinched his arm and whispered something to his ear. "Reckoning - this is a reckoning. We know you guys are together."

"Really? And what makes you say so?" Draco said, stepping over to your elevated platform where you stood. He placed an arm around your waist gently and rested his hand on yours.

"That! Right there!" James pointed, wide-eyed.

"Oh, this?" You said, smirking. "We're just terrific friends." You said, resting a head on Draco's shoulder and smiling.

"Ugh, this is killing me!" Hugo, Rose's brother, exclaimed, banging his head harshly on his desk.

"Mr. Weasley, don't hurt yourself." Draco scolded his godson.

"Prove your love to each other, or we won't do our work." A familiar voice protested from the back of the class. But, of course, you and Draco immediately knew who it was without even having to pinpoint the blond head of hair and piercing gaze: Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy. You'd recognize your baby anywhere. He must've been tired of the back and forth, or else he wouldn't have spoken up.

"Fine." You said, glaring at your son, although you weren't actually upset. "Draco, I think it's time we tell the kids." You whispered softly into his ear, ignoring the eager eyes and wide grins on your students' faces.

"I agree, my beautiful wife." Draco said, which pulled dramatic gasps from the rest of your class, apart from Scorpius.

Draco pulled you in for a short but deep kiss, now relieved that the cat was out of the bag, and he could refer to you as his wife to everyone.

"Scorpius!" Lily yelled to the back of the classroom. "Does this mean..."

""Professor Y/L/N" is actually Professor Malfoy and is also my mom?" Scorpius flatly asked. "Yes." Scorpius didn't mind keeping your secret. Because of the number of students that found you attractive, he believed it would be incredibly unsettling if people referred to him as your mom while complimenting you. Still, he loved you and his dad uncommonly. He was excited that people now knew about your relationship with both of them. Until then, people thought that Draco was a single father, never noticing that Scorpius had the same eyes and nose as you.

It was safe to say you lucked out with your son. He was the perfect combination of Draco and you and the most mature fifteen-year-old you knew. He loved when you and Draco told him the story of your love because it was a long one. He cherished the moments where you'd hug and switch between kissing Draco and him. All of this to say, he was the perfect son to you.

"Since when?" Hugo dared to speak. You favored him over all your friends' children simply because of his blatant idiocy at times. It was heart-warming. As for your friends' children, they were in the dark about a lot of things. They often caught you and Draco together, feeding each other at reunions and birthdays, or stealing a forbidden kiss, but they were too young to remember it. You and Draco had been extra careful since then.

"Since I found out I was pregnant with him?" You said, a bit confused at what else you were supposed to answer. Snickers ran across the class at Hugo's tendency to be a male bimbo.

"Speaking of..." Draco said, bringing a hand to your belly and smiling down at you with glistening eyes.

The kids immediately got the hint and erupted into cheers, congratulating Scorpius, who was now smiling widely, excited for his baby sister to arrive.

"What's all the noise about?" Your lifelong friend and now boss, Headmaster Potter, came in, surveying the room for any danger.

"Secret's out." Scorpius told Harry, who was his favorite one of you and Draco's friends.

"Yes!" Harry said, jumping for joy. "Professor Weasley-Potter owes me so many Galleons." Harry said proudly. "Well, everybody, I say we give both Mr. Malfoys and Mrs. Malfoy a proper celebration." Harry said, pointing his wand up into the air, which elicited many excited noises from the kids. The students did the same, and at his command, launched beautiful fireworks into the high ceiling. You called your son up to give him a family hug, and he happily obliged, beaming. The colors reflected brightly on your skin and Scorpius,' and Draco's heart couldn't help but overflow at how lucky he was to have you three.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

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nattiesangel

3 years ago

cute

hey can i maybe request a hela x reader where hela

has been very clingy and pining for attention and when reader is finally sick of it and asks her about it she says that she just never felt love before and she just enjoys spending time with reader sm and wasn’t trying to act like that at all. i’m sorry if this is badddd

A/N: Apparently, we’ve got a theme going on on this blog lately, and that’s “Hela Realizing She’s In Love and Being Soft (tm)” Anyways, I hope you enjoy some more of that Good Fluff~

WC: 1541

Rating: T

TW: None

For the past couple of weeks, you’d noticed Hela had been acting… out of character.

For as long as you’d known Hela, she had always been a very closed off, straight-forward person, who kept her emotions in check and rarely let anyone see them. Unless they could help her on the battlefield, that was. She didn’t like to show weaknesses of any sort, to the point where most believed she had none, and to put it in somewhat harsh terms, she was a rather cold person.

Granted, she had never been that way with you, but there had still seemed to be limits to how she acted, even when it was just the two of you. She would soften, but only just. She would say sweet things, but there always seemed to be an aloofness to them. As though she were saying them more out of a duty than a want. You’d never thought much about it, though, because you knew with Hela’s position and titles that it was important for her to maintain appearances, and you imagined that would be a hard habit to break, even when she was with someone she cared for.

But lately, she’d become noticeably softer. She was constantly wanting to be held or touched in some way, holding her hand out for you as soon as you came into the room, or pulling you into her arms if you sat down too far away from her. She acted as though you were never around, which certainly wasn’t the case, and it wasn’t that you were particularly upset with the development, but it was a little strange.

And the sweet talking.

Hela had always had a way with words, even in her somewhat aloof state, but lately they had been more… more. She was always telling you how much she missed you while you were out attending to your duties, and even talking about the future and what the two of you would do together, if you had the chance to run away even for just a few days. It was as though she were skirting around saying something important, but didn’t quite know how to say it directly, so she was speaking in riddles. Promises of what would come, of what she hoped would come to pass.

You didn’t mind it, per se. But it was starting to make you wonder. If a shoe was about to drop, or if reality was catching up to you.

You knew you had to address it somehow, so you decided the next time that you saw her, you would talk to her about it.

When you went to her room that night, the first thing she did was pull the covers back and hold a hand out for you, and despite the fact that you had questions you wanted answered as soon as possible, you couldn’t help but to smile at how absolutely happy she looked to see you finally turning in for the night.

“Darling, you’ve really got to stop staying away for so long. I miss you too much.”

As soon as you were seated on your side of the bed, she had pulled you closer by the hand, settling you in front of her with her legs on either side as she wrapped her arms around you, settling her chin on your shoulder after pressing a gentle kiss there.

“I have work, Hela. You know I have to be gone.” You kept your voice soft, even as you felt your emotions swirling among themselves like a hurricane threatening to hit land at any second. Impending devastation, if so much as one thing changed their course.

“Yes, well, that doesn’t mean that I have to like it.” She pressed another kiss to your shoulder before tilting her head enough so that she could look at you. “I was thinking, maybe a nice bath together, hm? You can wash my back… and I’ll wash yours…” You could tell by the tone of her voice that Hela had a little more than washing each other on her mind. “…see where the night takes us?” You felt her grin as she started a trail of kisses along the column of your neck, taking her time to get to your collarbone.

It was now or never.

“Hela, wait…” you murmured, though the headiness of the kiss had you left your voice lacking any sort of conviction.

Hela only hummed in response, and busied herself with leaving a hickey on your collarbone, and the slight pain of her teeth against your skin cleared your mind enough to bring you back to your senses.

“Hela, stop.”

Your voice came out much sharper than you had intended it to, and you could tell by the way Hela recoiled as though she’d touched an open flame that she was as shocked as you were at the outburst.

She didn’t say anything as you turned so that you were face to face, and you took her silence as your opportunity to speak.

“Hela… What is this?” The pure confusion in your voice left a weight in the air that felt as though it could be cut in half, with how tangibly it settled over both of you.

For a moment, you thought Hela might explode. Might become angry or indignant, like she so often did when she didn’t quite understand something. Instead, she tilted her head, brow furrowing as she tried to piece together what exactly had led to this moment.

“What is… what? Do you… Do you not… want this anymore?” The genuine confusion and concern in her voice left you wanting to slap yourself in the face for not being just a tad clearer in what you were asking about, and you heaved a sigh, hoping she didn’t read into it the wrong way.

“No… Hela, no, that… That’s not…” You made an aggravated little sound of frustration, purely at your own inability to formulate what you were trying to say. “…you’ve been acting so different now, for the past few weeks. You keep talking about the future… and everything you hope we get the chance to do… You’re being… overly affectionate, and… sort of… clingy.”

You could see Hela struggling to understand the point you were trying to make, but you continued, trying to get to the bottom of everything.

“Look, if… if this is to lessen the blow of you going back to war or to another planet or… whatever, please can you just… tell me?” You weren’t entirely sure when you had begun to get so emotional, but you could hear your voice cracking on every other word, and the anxious knot that had been in the pit of your stomach was now lumped in your throat, making it hard to speak.

“…is that what you think this is?” Hela spoke after a pregnant pause, features softening as she looked at you, taking your hands in both of hers. “Y/N, I… This isn’t that. I just…” She was struggling to find the words she needed, and you gave her the space to figure it out, watching her intently as you waited for her explanation. “Y/N, I… I love you.”

You both grew very still at her quiet admission. She’d never said the words to you, and you’d certainly never had the courage to say them to her. And suddenly you felt extremely guilty for exploding on her like you had.

“Y/N, I… I’m acting this way because I… Well, I’ve never felt this way, about anyone before. I’ve never had anyone before. And I’m… frightened that I’m doing everything all wrong. And if I am, I need you to tell me, please. The last thing I want is to push you away. Not when I feel as though you’re my very reason for breathing.”

You weren’t quite sure what to say to Hela’s little speech, in part because you felt bad, but also because it had taken your breath away in the best way possible. You took a few moments to gather yourself and your thoughts, and before you spoke, you brought her hands to your lips, kissing the back of each of them before looking up at her.

“…I love you, too. And I never meant to make you upset by what I said. You’re not doing anything wrong. Not in the least. I was just… confused, and worried that you were softening a blow that hadn’t landed yet. That’s all.”

Feeling a bit like you had to prove your point, you reached up to cup her face, pulling her down so that you could kiss her gently. “I love you,” you reiterated, mumbling the words against her lips before kissing her again, and this time she kissed you back, letting her hands move to your waist as she pulled you closer, until you were straddling her waist and pressed as close as you could physically get.

Between kisses, Hela managed to huff a breathless little laugh, pressing her forehead to yours as she smiled.

“…forget about that bath. It can wait.”

Before you could even finish laughing, she was kissing you again, and you let your eyes close and your mind drift away until nothing existed but Hela.

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