George Is Found X Baby Reader (hair Stream)

How I wish I was dead

I move my hand over my face closing my eyes as the music moves through my mind. I fall into a Trance as my mind drifts away, tears thickly fall down my face as I lay on my back in the large room. Nothing but three huge glass windows watched me cry my heart out over a song, I feel nothing but deep grief. I’m unaware of my love, he sits off the the side watching me. He hated to see me cry but knew it helped whatever stress was built up or whatever my mind struggled with that day. I move my arms above my head and feel a warm hand with cold rings move into mine, I just look up as see a sad expression written on his face, he moves up running his fingers gently over my arms and kisses me lightly. He turns the music down. He moves over me and looks into my watery red eyes “ you know it was never your fault” I feel a sob bubble in my chest as he speaks “ you were so little, what they said wasn’t your fault, you are loved and cherished my love “ tears run out of his beautiful eyes onto my face “ you weren’t born to suffer my love” he wraps his arms around me hugging me tightly “ they messed you up and damaged you” tears run down his face as the pain in his eyes becomes unbearable, I look away. His words are choppy like speaking them hurt him more “ you are precious y/n, you are loved” he runs his fingers gently through my hair as he rest his forehead on my neck “ I wish I could go back and save you, none of it’s your fault. Being scared is okay, having emotions doesn’t make you weak” he places soft Kisses on my neck as his rubs my back gently “ you are just misunderstood my love, please don’t cry” his words make me heart fill with joy but sadness as well. I’m damaged and he still looked at me as if I was the purest thing to live on this planet. He kisses me deeply and wipes my tears “ I love you” I cry lightly “ I love you more”

(Short but enough to make me feel a little better)

Vessel x reader (touch me)

His dark lips gently moved over my face not like a kiss but the way a cat will rub against your legs. He was feeling you in such an intimate way. Nothing of lust or greed or out of gain in his game. Your body rest across his right arm bend having your head in his forearm his Palm felt your hair and held your bare neck not in a grip but in a way to keep you still. Other hand was moving along your body over your shoulder to your hip. He was like an archeologist. As if he has discovered an ancient item but an item of gold. He worshipped his goddess sleep with nothing but loyalty with an undying love. But as you laid before him. He felt a connection a need. Nothing to gain or lose. He understood his goddess and even tho he could never hold her or see her he valued the women she brought to him. He was loyal but wanted more and to have you here made him so hypnotized,lost, lured into a dangerous dangerous trap. He refused to speak. The way you laid so relax so trusting so beautifully made a faint very very faint smile rest on his lips. From the color of your eyes down to the color of your hair to the length it was if the goddess herself had laid in his arms. He held no power no goal nothing. Just you letting him touch you letting his dark lips hands and body touch you felt like a sin you giving an aura of white then him head to toe in blackness. He could only marvel at you. He desperately wanted to sink into you. A need he never knew until now as everything around him was blurry your face was all his focus. He felt ashamed to even look to your body in amazement. If you were a statue he put you on the same alter as his beloved goddess ask the goddess to use you as a vessel for his own selfish desires. He knew his thoughts were selfish. He knew his mind was pledged with very unclean and dangerous thoughts. A possession comes over him as he leans closer lips kissing your cheek following down to your shoulder. Your soft skin against his lips made him so so greedy. He wanted to kill for you or die for you. He wanted to speak but his tongue was so trapped by you and you laid here silent in his arms not even speaking or looking at him managing to leave him speechless a man with so much to say and sing about left wordless to your presents. He wanted to beg to you. He held you in the flesh and bone and yet he needed to know you were real that you were alive. He brought his hand up speaking lowly “ open your eyes” when you listened he next to wanted to tell you to close them again his chest tightened and he felt overwhelmed by you. You know looking up at him made his mind blank his face under the mask complete in awe of you. Knowing you allowed a man who is far from what you need hold you made him just so possessive but angry you so much better,so so beautiful, so prefect. It made him angry to know you aren’t kept locked away like how people put gold in safes how countries hide their relicts in big building keeping guard to protect what is so precious. How he wished to keep you like this forever. His eyes meet yours. Hid with no color but wanting to absorb your color eyes. He lean closer inches from your face. You could hear him breathe you could read his eyes completely understand him, gently you touch his mask moving to connect lips with him the motion alone almost made him fall. But he returned the kiss., kissing you like as soon as he let go death herself was going to grab him by the robe dragging him away to a darker realm. His hand held the back of your neck possessively as his other cup your cheek. He held his breath just wanted you to never pull back but you do with a gasp and a smile that brought him almost to tears. He never tell a soul if he could keep you. He write in the holy text of your control of your beautiful soul. How he wished you to know his goddess and how he wished his goddess was you.

Forever home hidden in the cold

You go through the snow and shiver cupping you pregnant belly and huff, you look up seeing light feeling a sense of hope. You breath heavy feeling the cold air start to Suffocate you. You feet are next to frozen, you fingers are next to broken and bleeding from the cold. You get closer and closer crying out for help then feel your vision blur as you fall.

Techno POV

I sit by the fire completely infested in the book when I hear a low cry for help confused, I set my book down grabbing my sword moving to the door, I look out the door over the crystal white snow. My eyes fall on to a figure laying in the snow. I panic calling to Philz as he comes rushing out. I rush over turning seeing the woman. I lift her up seeing her swollen belly, I waste no time bring her in and close to the fire. Philza rushes in “ what’s wrong” he says in a panic. I only point going into my chests and grabbing blankets and food. He answers with a low “oh” moving to the woman, he puts his hand on neck “ her pulse is weak, we gotta hurry”. I rush over removing her now wet coat and gently get her cloths off just focusing on her health and the babies health. Philza helps moving her to the couch and lay covers over her body. I sigh sitting down “ how could she of gotten all the way down here” Philz gently puts her hair up and shrugs looking to me “ ig we’ll have to ask when she wakes up” I only nod moving to wrap her frost bitten fingers, we gently pour potions down her throat seeing her color return made us feel a bit more relax. It’s early morning philza has left and I hear a short sob, I get up walking out. I see her up with the blanket wrapped around her and stands up. “ hey it’s okay” she turns quickly as tears run down her eyes. She steps back and grips the blanket “ w..w..who are you” I lift my hands in surrender and step closer “ my name is techno, I found you in the snow please relax, your with child and I know stress isn’t good” she looks around and cups her belly and cries lightly coming closer “ thank you,thank you” I lean down putting my hand on her bare shoulder “ would you like to eat “ she only nods as I move towards the kitchen. “ where are my clothes” I look over “ they were wet I’m sorry, I just didn’t want you to lay down wet and cold. Their on the chest over their” I glance back seeing her move towards them, I look away when the blank drops. “ can I turn around now “ a soft yes leaves her lips, I turn seeing her sit on the couch, her brows are downwards. She shifts in her seat “ are you uncomfortable “ she looks up “ yes, he keeps moving “ I smile “ it’s a boy “ she nods shyly, I hand her the food moving more pillows she sighs in relief looking up. “ my name is y/n “ I smile at her name and sit down “ how did you end up in the snow” she looks away “ I was in trouble and so I ran into the wrong portal and they broke the portal, I walked until I saw your cabin” I rub her knee “ don’t worry your safe now” she gives me a gentle smile. For the next couple days we nurse her back to health, she helps the best she can. I would prefer her to just sit down, she worries me with the child but she insists on helping.

Nobody POV

By the third week techno came up with every excuse in the book to keep you their first it was your feet aren’t healed then it was bc of the weather then last but not least, he insisted you stay until the baby is born which could be any minute. Techno wasn’t good at confession but he loved you. Everything he knew or learned he adored about you, he wanted to be the father of the unborn child way before you ever confessed that the baby father was not in the picture. He knew he would get attached but didn’t care. He go to the moon and back just for you. But nothing compares to the night he confessed to you. You followed him outside, he held your hand helping you sit by him, you smile leaning closer to him “ you said you needed to tell me something” he rubs his hands together nervously clearing his throat. You till your head looking up at the shy piglet hybrid. “ I’m not really good at this but I really like you” you go speechless and he panics “ I mean if you don’t feel the same that’s fine” he starts to ramble and you laugh pulling him down kissing his cheek gently “ I like you too” he’s eyes glow as he gently hugs you and cups your cheek kissing your forehead. Which you thought that be the only time you see them glow until you went into labor, it was late and techno refused to let you out of his sight. You were cuddled up on his chest when a sharp pain hit your lower abdomen, you groan pulling away a little, techno lifts his head “ what’s wrong beloved” you place pressure on your hips and sit up lightly, he wraps his arm around your waist “ talk to me love” you groan and lean on his chest “ I’m getting a sharp pain in my hips” he gently moves his hands over the spots then you gasp gripping his arm, as your water breaks. You panic and he kisses the side of your head rubbing your back “ stay calm remember stay calm” he does the breathing with you gently rubbing your thighs as you lay back. Sweat starts to form on your body as you feel your body telling you to push “ I need to push techno” he knew it was serious when you used his name “ only push when you get a contraction” you nod crying out pushing when you feel it, he smiles rubbing your knee. “ you got this, look at you doing so well “ you lean your head back screaming out when the baby crowns “ right their love, right their and you can meet your son” you push one last time, a low whimper is heard before a cry. Your son wiggles in technos hands crying out. Techno just looks at the infant with so much love. You laugh lightly breathing heavy and lean your head back “ he’s here beloved he’s here” techno looks up just letting tears run down his face as you start to cry too, he gently wipes the infant handing him to you. You look up seeing technos eyes glow as he watches your son move his arms and legs on your chest. “ he’s amazing “ techno comes closer and you smile “ he’s ours “ techno looks up shocked “ your serious “ you only nod and he kisses you deeply after that day you were never ever leaving.

Techno x reader

(Warning:detailed birth)

You squat down as you feel your lower half burn, sweat and blood was all you could smell. You whimpered as techno holds you close, his chest bare and hair in a messy state. He holds one hand on your inner thigh as you rested your head on his chest and had your arms around his mind you, he’s 6,7 so your basically resting your head on his stomach. “ your doing so good” he kissed your head and back during the time you both waiting for the midwife . You cry lightly as you stay close to him and mumble “ if you ever get…” you groan “ if you ever get me pregnant again ima kill you” he chuckles lightly holding you closer and hums “ forgive me my love” your leg twitches slightly and you lean ur head back. When the midwife showed up she tried to get you to move but you glared and held onto Techno . He reads you like a book “ she’s fine like this please just supervise” the women nods and bows only moving to the side as techno speaks lightly and your child slowly moves. “It hurts “ you cry out, he rubs his fingers down your back checking down there “ I know, I know your almost there” as the hours passed techno becomes calm like calm. He was so gentle. He had pillows replace his spot as he placed a heated rags over your belly. He had a rag and water and gently cleaned your areas along with your legs. Many minutes later your father philza well known for helping with old ancient medicines and of course birth,he sends away the midwife. He walks in only making eye contact and bows. He comes closer “ how are you doing my dear” you could old muster a slight grin as your body racked with pain. He only called you that when he really cared. He looks to Techno who tells him everything. You watch him move through the room. Gently pressing on your womb or hips or places on your back which felt like heaven as he released the pressure on your body. Techno moves to your side and you finally get a break “ you would think I’m having twins with the way he’s acting” Techno chuckles “ don’t speak just rest” when the time was coming Philza sat between your legs. You look to your dad who tried to keep a brave face but you could tell it all broke him seeing his little girl in pain. He gently moves your legs and something in your mind clicks and you look to him and he smiles. He moves one finger stretching you a little more which hurt but you could feel the baby moving. You gasp gripping his arm “ t…t..their moving” both men smile at your words. Philz smiles “ now give them a push “ you breath deeply and then start to push as hard as you can ending with a scream as you breath heavy “ good girl y/n good girl” techno kisses your hand and smiles “ you got this” you breath and do as your father says again and again. Your father lets out a gasp just like Techno when the baby head comes through. You on the other hand scream feeling the pressure from their shoulders. Philz speaks softly glaring at Techno “ gently y/n gently. Their almost here” you push a little as Philz guides the baby out. You gasp falling into Techno arms as he and Philz laugh out in excitement “ THEIR HERE” you smile and see Philz holding the infant. You lay your head back and breath lightly as Philz moves the umbilical cord and clips it. He looks to Techno to cut the cord and he smiles moving to cut it. “ is it a boy or girl “ you meet Techno eyes and he smiles “ boy” Philz lays the infant on your chest and right on cue a wail is heard. Both Techno and Philz help dress you probably. Your father comes closer, they look at you in awe. You see your pastel pink hair thick on their head and floppy ears which made you laugh a little, their skin was so soft in a fur kinda way just like their father. You cried suddenly which made Techno. Philz smiled “ she’s overwhelmed with love, give her a moment “ you look to Techno who has an arm over you shoulder and smile at you. You pout “ this is our baby “ he kisses your head. That night they both stayed around you, you look over seeing the sky lighten up and smile “ it’s almost morning” everyone slept near you and you never felt more safe.

I’m getting tired of this life

He looks down in such a sad way as if the words hurt him but a little smirk remained at the corner of his lips and I felt my heart just ache to see his smile and his red eyes to become bright and beautiful. He moves his hand to my cheek in such a loving way I can’t help but let a soft sigh leave my body.he rubs his thumb over my cheek and a low chuckle erupts from his chest and his low voice says * you’re beautiful *i look up at him and kiss him lightly and run my fingers through his long pink hair and his beautiful red eyes stare back at me. I feel my heart jump and my chest warms up. I love this man and I want to keep him forever and ever.i move closer to him and kiss him more and he wraps his arms around me and lays me down with him. I lay over him and mumble “I love you” I kiss him again and cry lightly “please keep me please”he kisses me holding me closer kissing my neck lightly so lovingly I melt in his arms and under his soft lips and close my eyes and I just listen to his breath and the bed beneath us and just clear my mind. He moves his hands down my back and mumble in his deep smooth voice * my babygirl * the words flow through my ears to my brain and sinks in deep causing me to smile and melt. His words are like a rose they can be beautiful and alive and red but then the thorns prick my heart causing it to bleed but not to the point of death to the point of nearing death. Only for his red ruby eyes to put a bandaid over the little hole and to make me want him even more. I don't know if he knows the control he has over me. I'm a slave to his voice. He could so easily tell me to do whatever and I would do it willingly.i turn to him and beg in the sweetest of voices to hear my name come through his lips. He gives me a smile that could so easily shatter my mind. He leans up and looks me in the eyes and in a soft yet dark whisper “y/n” my heart just stops and I close my eyes and my brain takes his words and imprints them into my mind. I lay my head on his chest and hold his large hand and look at his nails and his skin studying it as if I'll never see it again and move it to my lips and kiss it so soft as if I'm kissing glass and might cut my lip and I hear a deep grunt and look up to meet his eyes. He gives me a smile that could charm anyone and he asks what I'm doing and I just look up like a lost child and say nothing fearing if I did he disappear right from under me. My eyes wonder his chest seeing every scar every cruel thing that this world has done to my beloved. I look to his face seeing more scars. I want to reach out and touch them and show him not everything is evil. I just go blank and feel myself fading. Only thing I feel is his hand on my back and my back is imprinting his touch in a panic to save everything.he moves me up and I follow so I'm at the edge of the bed between his legs and I look up at him and his hands move over a slight fear of death and longing comes over me. His hair moves with his form and over his shoulder near his eyes and I can see the red of his eyes cut through his beautiful pink hair as if they long to be as beautiful as his hair. I feel as if I'm kneeling before a Greek god. His light pink skin and his form is large and his bones are strong. He Could be a Greek god. His hands move over my head and my shoulders and neck. I hold my breath and look up as if I'm under his mercy and close my eyes when his thumb moves over my lips In a soft way and I relax “You're so cute” his voice makes me smile and I move and rest my cheek into his palm. I giggle lightly “only for u” i look up at his chest and see the scars and move my hand up slowly and trace the scars with my finger and hum lightly and he looks at my fingers then my face “you like them” I nod and smile “their beautiful beloved “ I see his eyes become softer as if my words brought him back to reality. I look up feelings my heart ache. My head spins as the voices scream. “He doesn’t deserve this” “ they don’t deserve him “ “ protect him “ “ love him” I feel myself becoming overwhelmed.

I hold his hands close resting my chest on his knees as I kneel before him. He feels me shake. leaning forward he kisses my head and hums. “ what are they telling you my love “ I look up with tears “ t...t..t...they want you to be protected and loved “ his thumb moves over my face gently. I look up and hum “ I love you “ he kisses me softly “I love you more “ he lingers on my lips as if letting go will cause me to fade from his hands. I grip his hands and he rest his forehead on my shoulder. “ I promise I’ll protect you “ i gently run my fingers through his hair and kiss his shoulder and hum a Tune an old tune only he would understand. I feel him relax. The voice start to cry for him. “ protect him “ “ kill for him “ “ he all we have SAVE HIM “ I shake and hold him closer.

Midnight tales

It’s the middle of the night and you go to roll over closer to your husband just to find the bed empty and light whimpers coming from the other room, you yawn getting up, you hear your husbands voice is low and gently, you peek into the room seeing him leaned over his son, he kisses his little cheeks and moves his thumb gently over his head as he whispers to him “ when I meet your mother” he told his son about how you both meet and how he fought wars and promised his son protection and love. He gently lifts the his son holding his head and bottom gently as the little piglet moves his arms letting small cries escape his mouth” ooo no no” he rocks his son lightly as you stand in the door way smiling at him, his long pink hair is out over his shoulders as the moon runs through the room over the walls and floor. The snow falls calmly as if it is watching your husband interact with his son. Tech ears perked up having him glare toward the door then he relaxes seeing you, he smiles as you walk closer kissing him softly then rubbing your sons head and giggle “ you heard what the doctor said he’s only a couple months we can’t spoil him by holding him” techno lowly groans and hums “ he won’t always be this little beloved, I understand the task but he was upset tonight” you kiss your sons head lightly “ just admit your wrapped around his little fingers” techno chuckles and looks down “ it is so wrong tho, he is our first born beloved” you laugh leaning your head in his shoulder and hum “ fine just tonight” you kiss him and your son goodnight but can’t help but stay up and listen to techno tell his son of ancient warriors. It’s funny to believe the same man months before cried to me about how he feared the baby would hate him for who he was, he was scared the baby would hate his pink hair and piglet features now techno wiggles his ears at the infant teaching him how to move them and he speaks pigmen to him only to have the piglet respond in his own babbling mess of words. Techno now adored everything about his son. For a man that used to be cold and blunt and ruthless it was odd to see such a small being lay in his once bloodied hands and just sleep their. The next morning you wake up to an empty bed again, groaning you go to get up but stop looking over finding techno in the rocking chair he made in your shared room, his head was leaned back his hair messy along with his son on his bare chest, making little noises fast asleep, you giggle lightly coming closer “ beloved” techno looks over and groans at the pain in his neck, you laugh going to take your son only to have techno pull back “ no no, he’s asleep” you laugh “ would you like to lay in bed while I make breakfast “ he only nods tiredly moving to the bed. You laugh coming back an hour later finding your son wide awake as techno lays on his side, your son rests on his arm and your son looks over giggling lightly and touches technos face, making you question if he senses are at their peek. You set the trey down and smile “ beloved your son is calling” techno groans pulling his son closer kissing his cheek lightly and groans “ I hear him love”, after that their was no hope in getting your son or getting your husband up.

Beautiful souls never rot

I move through the tall grass, moving my hand over the flowers and hold a couple in my hand, tears gently run down my face, I cry bc I feel unloved, I feel hurt. I sit down in the tall grass as my dress rests above my my mid thigh, in feel the breeze move over my bare shoulders and around my body as if it seeks to hug me. I look over the field to the trees and to the other side a pond, I could see the ripples from bugs landing it it or the fish jumping out or the from the ducks on the shore, I felt peace but I still felt empty as I sit their in the field, my heart heavy and emotions unexplained but never a lack of tears, I wish to share my pain. I look over my shoulder see him in his white button up shirt, brown pants rolled up at the end. His long hair moved with the wind as he came closer, he sees the tears in my eyes. He sits behind me pulling me into his chest, he gently kisses my hand and wraps his arm around my stomach humming lightly as I’m a newly bloomed rose“ many great people experienced sadness and loneliness. Vincent Van Gogh even Isaac Newton both brilliant men but both equally ill mentally” he leans me back more into him kisses my shoulder as the wind moves his hair over my cheek “ you battle an issue that many won’t get, I see ur in pain” I feel tears come to my eyes and I let them fall “ why do you speak on this my love” he hums looking up towards the sky “ your brilliant beyond brilliant, beautiful,kind. Don’t think because you feel like this makes you any less, we are all human and humans tend to break something, well Metaphorically” I giggle through my tears “ your tears symbolize their is a soul that sits in this body “ he gently points to my chest “ theirs a beautiful soul,white as snow that needs relief and happiness in its life, if you never cried darling I probably wouldn’t trust you” I move resting my head on his chest, he simply cupping my cheek “ tears are just unspoken words that the brain finds hard to explain, pain is natural but know you are loved” he moves me closer kissing my neck. “ ooo to be as brilliant my love” I move my fingers gently over his face, to his golden earrings that dangled, his beautiful red eyes held more power then anybody could ever hold, I smile up “ many people say fall in love with someone eyes before anything else bc the eyes don’t age” he chuckles “ the body ages my love not the soul, the eyes are a windows to the soul” I smile looking over seeing the sun rest in the sky as the wind carries the blue cotton clouds. The wind moves over the tree tops making them sway as if the wind whispered a song to it, I look back up a him “ was it my fault” he looks down gently moving me even closer “ nothing was ever your fault, beautiful souls suffer more then a ugly one, you stayed beautiful my love how I wish you stayed longer” he leans forward kissing me softly. “ I’ll be here till death is self asks for my hand “ he smiles moving to stand up and takes my hand as we walk down the hill I look over my shoulder seeing the world become beautiful as if it was smiling and smile looking up at him as we disappear into the woods.

The mortal who caught a gods heart

“She’s beautiful” I watch her walk pass me and she smile gently at me, her smile wasn’t forced or evil. It was beautiful. Her cheekbones held power even when she smiled. She talked about art and the values of it and how it made her feel, she was art. She was a Greek statue if not then an old famous painting. Age is beauty and she’s shown it well, I watched to touch her so bad not in a sexual way but in a way like when you see glass, a beautiful glass statue, you can gently move your fingers over it and look through it. I watch her from afar as she’s speaks out the painting she loves so dearly, I sit on the other side of the museum and can’t even bring myself to look at anything else but her, she was a true piece of art. My soul ached to feel her. Her face was beautiful, her nose to her legs, I’ve never been one to look at legs but hers were beautiful. I sit on a white bench and sigh feeling defeated until I hear a voice, I look up meeting her eyes and wow was all Could say but I said it out loud, she giggles omg, she giggled . I felt like I was gonna fall over, I sit dumbfounded by her. She lifts her hand elegantly and I shake it ooo so gently like she was really glass, she got a bit nervous and I spoke more asking for her favorite pieces. Her face lit up like a child with candy, she pointed from afar at the painting that rested on the wall, the way she described it made me want to fall in love, the painting was of an ancient garden and held a beautiful blue pond. she said the pond was the middle bc it symbolizes the mind as a calm gentle thing but also powerful enough to cause destruction. Flowers symbolize the thoughts in one’s mind, we are all born pure and the flowers were pure but held ideas. The pink and orange sky are emotions in the mind well one of a woman’s mind, pink was compassion,love,feelings, orange was the power to want or need but she said the orange to her was the urge for love, I look over seeing her eyes held a calm, they held love. If this painting was a person I would have no luck of having her this brought her a type of love no one could ever give her, her heart belonged to this painting and Mine belonged to her. I will admit it was a silly thought but I was jealous of a painting, how unfair an object stole her heart before I could but to see her face the way it was made me want to sit like that forever. Ooo to be this simple minded, not a care in the world only a large room full of art and young women deeply in love with one piece, things I give up to have this moment painted and put on a wall, her face was art,it was meaning. I sigh deeply being to feel overwhelmed by her, I was dumbfounded, caught in this web. I run my fingers through my hair and breath deeply feeling a blush creep onto my face. I wanted to give her another name besides art. I didn’t know her name but I needed no name for beauty, she could be a rose in a garden and I would still know her, I felt like a school boy that had simple stumbled on the prettiest girl in the school but no I’m beyond my years and I found something beautiful, I felt my knees become weak. “ you’re beautiful” that’s all I could say before looking away, she giggled lightly resting her hand on my arm, I felt like I was gonna fall. Help was all I could think, help,help. I felt warm and her touch was like ice cold and smooth. She made me so nervous but so comfortable. I lean forward feeling her hair and smile as she looks at me. I didn’t know what took me over but I kissed her and she kissed back, this is what heaven is like, beautiful round lips curved at the bottom so she held a pout, beautiful eyes. I felt like I was standing before a goddess, she held so much power and here I am disguised as a human to see her, I’m a god who fears a mortal. She could break my heart and I would still roll out velvet carpets for her, I move closer “ be mine” she moves her hands in my mind and smiles ooo so big her voice was gently and her words were like melting chocolate ooo no not chocolate but like beautiful tea it was so hot but filling. Her words could of brought me to

My knees her voice made my legs shake “My heart is and always will be yours” she comes closer cupping my face “ I know it’s you“ I look away “ how” she laughed intertwining our fingers “ I see you in my dreams, then a tall god like man happens to come here asking about my painting, the painting you inspired an artist to make just for me” I look away “ you are so clever now aren’t you” she smiles getting up, her dress moves with her figure, I snap out of my Hallucination and go after “ I will not loose you again in this life or another my love”.

(Artist: nachtflut on Instagram)

(Anybody want a part two👀👀)

A bond is a nation

(Request: Just after L'manburg started she started to see how Wilbur neglected their little family spending all of his time on making his nation she saw the passion in his eyes and she knew that L'manburg had changed Wilbur so she confronts him and they get into a fight and she decides that she is going to leave with her kids but Fundy refuses saying he wanted to be like his father and didn't want leave him basically he simply refuses to his dad so she and her daughter (fundy's twin) leaves and after wilbur's Fundy tries to find you since u where his only family)

You and Wilbur were young and wild and impulsive but deeply in love, nobody could break your bond with. As years went on you both married and Wilbur and was excited and decided that building a nation would protect him and his friends. You were completely on with the idea and loved but you find out months into it, you were pregnant with a set of twins which made Wilbur work harder. You knew this was his dream to have a nation so you said nothing when he started to stay out later or not talk to you as much. But it became so much you just snapped one night. he walk into the house you sit on a chair not to fair “ you’re late” he looks over seeing your swollen womb and you flip through a book not even looking up, he hums walking towards the room, it made you angry and you got up “ Wilbur” he turns, his hairs a mess and the glasses that usually rest on his nose were gone, you look up at him “ your never home “ he comes closer “ darling this is for our family” you glare at him “ it stopped being for family when you stopped having dinner with me and look at me, I’m having twins ALONE” He’s face becomes sad then you look into his eyes not seeing the man you loved, you start to cry and he gently pulls you closer kissing the top of your head “we’re almost done I promise” his promise was fulfilled and on the day the nation was finished your beautiful twins were born in the walls of the new nation. You gasp gripping your husband hand as he gently kissed your forehead and smiled “ your doing so well my love” you smile weakly and scrunch your eyes shut tight screaming out as you feel them move out your womb “ baby I can’t do this, I can’t do this” he grips your hand “ yes you can yes you can” you scream out then hear a small cry you smile seeing the little fox ears and tail made you giggle lightly then another contraction rips through you causing you to move up and your head back. Wilbur smiles “ your so close darling come on “ you give it all you got and your meet with a little burnet with pale skin, her skin was like scales but had a pear like apprentice. She cries out causing your son to wail, you cry lightly looking to your husband “ their beautiful “ he cries lightly as the nurses rests them on your chest. You breath lightly “ we need names beloved” Wilbur sits close moving his fingers over your sins little fox ears and they wiggle away and he whimpers “ he will be funny and she will be Anna” he chuckles seeing her elf like ears. You laugh feeling at peace everything felt right, your husband was your husband again, when you both went home he was so infested in his son and daughter that you simply forgot all that happened before then when the twins turned two it was like his emotions went away, people from other nations came. It was a simple dispute until they threatened war. You and your twins where near the pond in the middle of the nation you called home. You daughter moved above the water swimming around as your son held onto you while you were in the water. “ mommy look” your daughter swims up flipping, you laugh “ good job Anna”she laughed as fundy paddled around messing with little Lilly. Bit was a sunny day a beautiful sunny day one you’ll never forget. You hear a loud boom. Moving to grab the twins and run, a firework lands right next to you sending you flying with the twins. You scream getting back up and hiding with them in your arms, they cry and shiver that night you and Wilbur are at each other’s throats “ their trying to take our nation “ you glare at him “ a nation that was supposed to protect your family but no, I ALMOST GOT BLOWN UP WITH OUR CHILDREN IN MY ARMS “ he starts to ramble on and on about the nation. You clench your fist “ I’m leaving, you don’t even see this nation has consumed you “ you open the doors to the office and look to the twins “ go pack were leaving “ Wilbur comes out “ no your not “ you turn glaring “ yes.I.am” your son starts to cry once you guys get back you daughter hung on your leg as you son hugged his dad “ I want to stay mommy” it broke your heart seeing him so distressed but you

knew leaving was the right choice you step forward only to have Wilbur step back with his son “ he’s made up his mind” you kiss your son goodbye and leave never knowing that a few days away would turn into years. You and Anna are sitting in front of your little cabin, you hear horses and you both look up not recognizing the strangers. You get up wiping your hands and they stop on their horses. You move towards Anna to protect her” who are you” they remove their hoods, you gasp seeing your son grown up and your husband covered in scars and his hair is slight white.they both look sad, you come closer and they drop their heads about to speak but you just pull them close hugging them, you cry lightly. Fundy looks up “your not mad” you wipe your tears as wilbur keeps his arm around your waist “ I forgive your father but I was never mad at you, it was your choice to stay, I’m just so glad your both back” that day the twins regrew their bond and Wilbur brought the wedding ring you left and asked for forgiveness and for you to be his again. You kiss him deeply and smile “ is that a yes “ you laugh and nod “ yes yes yes” he picks you up spinning “ I love you” you smile big “I love you more”

@abovenyx - I didn’t forget you, I hope you like it

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Billy Hargrove x reader toxic relationship!

To say the relationship was good would be a lie both of you on your own paths even when ur paths crossed it was a inconvenient but it kept happening. He asked ya out. Ya said yes and the rest was history only took a week for both of you to be at each other’s throats. You were possessive and a over thinker, a control freak. He was loud rude, possessive, easily provoked. So the night he said he call, he didn’t which left you to overthink. You got mad and he got frustrated with ur silence and ignoring him. He slammed your locker and the look in your eyes made him feel like his fight or flight kicked in, he returned the glare never to be overpowered or undermined. Through closed teeth you told him to meet you. When you both meet, it was good nobody was around and no real objects were around. You both went at it, you accused him of wanting another girl and he blew up because he hated explaining himself or being questioned. The night ended heated but with one gesture and one glance you both held a bond so tight. It all felt so right but it was so wrong. Both ppl with a mindset of being in control constantly brought things down in fire, you held him when he’s dad went on his rampages and beat billy or took his sons pride and stomped it, you held a part of his heart with that. He held yours by giving you the attention your dad never did, you gave him a stool, a platform, a stage to be viewed as a higher power. You wanted any male affection so the fact the most loved and wanted boy in the school wanted you gave you a sense of power. With that when you both would “break up” you both felt that void, that cold aching void. It would eat billy up when he lay in his bed with your perfume mocking him and your shoes or jacket laid in a part of his room. It all mocked him and showed him how much he missed you. For you it was the habit of looking towards the window or his leather jack draped over the chair in front of your vanity or a lighter on your side table. The make up was always like you both first meet full of genuine love and gently words. Wasn’t like you both didn’t love each other or plan a future together but you both were damaged but your traumas made you both fight. The night after the fight, he called and you went out with him, you leaned on your arm as it hung out the open window, you heard the infamous click and puff. He’s window down too. You both sat in silence, you turn ur head looking at him and he looked at you, he moved his hand around your throat placing butterfly kissed your lip, not long kisses but some that lingered on your lips made ya forget. The taste of the cigarette was on his lips but ya didn’t care. His thumb moved over your lips after the kisses, he hums “why do we do this” you felt how your heart ached, you knew what he meant. Why do we fight and argue but come back to this. “ because we know nobody else wants us like we want each other” you said it so coldly, it was as if billy shiver. He moved his hand behind your head, you felt his fingertips on your scalp, closing your eyes sinking into his touch, you turn your head seeing the baby blue eyes that can turn dark in a minute stare back at you. You wanted to kill for him but kill him at the same time. You look over him seeing his red shirt slightly unbuttoned and his gold locket rest over his collar bone, you move your fingers up holding it in your palm on his chest. You both would just touch to touch not a sexual touch but a touch to make ya imprint on it, a touch that made ya rethink it and giggle and stomach flip. He’s hand moved to your cheek as he leaned closer, you moved your hands to his neck as your lips connect, you lived off his kisses. The way they moved and just fit yours so perfect got you every time, how his hand would wrap around ya and rest on your hips as you both kissed deeply, you wrap your arms around his neck. Between kisses he say I love you pulling you closer, you both wised to breath another way hating to pull apart but both always left breathing heavy and flustered. You would kiss his chin and neck,

he would kiss your forehead and nose. A deep passion full of love and want along with desire a unhealthy desire. Only to have it be covered by the arguments or rumors. You wished for theses moments to be forever but you never held you tongue and he never held his which was the cause of petty arguments and unresolved issue. Why did everything have to end with a finger in the face or a door coming off the hinges. The fire you both held was the same that burned you both. But this moment made you believe in hope for you both, a memory to keep the “break ups” a joke, even ppl at school knew that if someone heard of you both breaking up, they would laugh knowing the case and the process. You laugh lightly still up on him, he raises a brow humming. You smile “ we are terrible” he only hums and kisses you again. “ but we are stuck together” and that’s what you wanted to hear till you die.