Dream X Reader

Blood is thicker then money

They look to each other. Lightning flows through punzs body as sapnap is covered in flames. They glare at each other. Puns holding his triton and sapnap with a sword. Their crowns rest perfectly on their heads “ we are brothers, we are blood and your letting money rip us apart” his grip tightened. Punz laughs heartlessly “ this isn’t just about money, dream wants a better nation and the people you fight for don’t understand the growth and success we’ll have “ sapnap steps closer “ SHUT UP, YOU KNOW THATS NOT TRUE. YOUR GETTING PAID TO KILL YOUR BROTHER” they run at each other as their fists connect a loud boom and lighting along with flames rushes through the air as sapnap brings his sword down “ please punz listen” sapnap heart breaks stepping back letting punz drop him. His eyes water as his flames die away “ brother please” he grips punzs wrist. His crown falls off and parts of his hair lay pass his eye as he breaths heavy, looking up to see the triton hover over his eye, he sobs “ you promised, you are my big brother please don’t “ as he speaks an sword rips through is gut, he gasps loudly leaning his head back chocking starting to breath heavier. He turns and punzs looks seeing dreams cursed white mask smiling at him. Punzs screams catching sapnap in his arms “ WHY DID YOU DO THAT” dream simply backs away wiping his hands “ he never saw our vision punz, I’m going to make this nation great and you so so so rich” punz eyes glow bright blue and he lifts his hand sending dream into a tree, he picks sapnap up “ nick nick talk to me “ sapnap coughs and smiles gripping punzs shirt “p..pu..punz “ punzs cries hurrying him to his home. He rushes in and sapnap has passed out but is still breathing heavily. He lays him on his side, next to destroying his house for supplies and potions. He cried lightly as he pulled the sword. Hurrying to add the potions and feed sapnap. He stitches him up wrapping his stomach in thick white cloths. He held his brother close crying lightly “ please forgive me please forgive me brother” he lays sapnap down gently covering him and hiding him away so if dream came looking he wouldn’t see him. He goes out looking around and he starts to hear the sound of horses. Dream comes up with a couple other people, his mask is off and his eyes are a darker green, nobody disobeyed dreams commands or betrayed his trust. He gets off the horse and punzs glares back feeling rage for his brother. Dream slaps him hard across the face and kicks him in the gut, getting over him he repeatedly punches him in the face “ was your brother really worth this kinda pain” punzs smiles through his bruised and busted lip. His eye forms a dark ring which will turn into a black swollen eye. “ yea kinda “ dream face drops at his response he lands more blows drawing blood then grabs punzs arm breaking it with a loud snap. Punzs screams thrownng his head back and someone grabs dreams shoulders “ that’s enough we have more important things to deal with he’s just a worthless mercenary, who can be replaced” dream laughs wickedly and gets up kicking him in the gut again “ don’t return until you can actually finish a job” punz coughs and wheezes and he turns spitting out the blood that pooled in his mouth holding his arm tightly sucking in air through his teeth “ahhh”.They ride off and he picks himself up. He goes to the mirror cleaning his face and wraps his arm and gasps moving to the room seeing sapnap peacefully asleep, he smiles moving to throughout his little home grabbing stuff and trying to help his arm. That night he lays on the bed holding sapnap close and rubs his fingers gently through his hair and hums an old ancient tone only gods would know.

Days pass and punzs becomes anxious for his brother, he tries to farm and build stuff but refuses to leave for stuff until sapnap wakes up. He sits by sapnap bed “ it really be nice if you woke up soon bro” he chuckles half heartedly and chocks on his words as a tear runs down his face, he holds sapnap hand “please get up please” that night punzs falls asleep but is waken up by a hand on his cheek, he jolts reaching for his weapon only seeing a very hurt and Malnourished sapnap up at his feet. Punz goes to touch him but sapnap backs up “ what happened to you” punz ignores his brother Bring him food and water moving through the room to help him, sapnap becomes frustrated “ PUNZ” he grabs his shoulder, punz finally stops dropping his head, he sits down as sapnap comes closer “ what happened, your lip is busted your arm punzs, your arm” sapnap cringes in pain “ you were right” sapnap looks up as punz Continues “ dream was lying, he showed up after I saved you and beat me claiming I was useless” sapnap hugs his brother and hums “ thank you “ punzs wraps his good arm around him. “Anything for my little brother”

Sorry for any misspellings, This was quick and I’m lazy

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.

George is found x baby reader (hair stream)

He puts his hair in a small ponytail getting out his face, he yawns stretching. He hears a low whine and smiles walking towards your room. He walks in seeing you awake in your crib whining. he picks you up gently and kisses your little cheek “ good morning darling” you look up at your father gripping your blue blanket and whine, he bounces you lightly in his arms and kisses your head “ I know love, I know” he goes down stairs and holds you close while getting your bottle, you grip his shirt and whimper “I’m sorry sweetheart “ he shakes the bottle and brings it to your lips rocking you lightly and smile rubbing his thumb on your back and sits down at the table, the sun runs through the kitchen window hitting half your face making you eyes light up, he smiles “ look at my pretty girl “ you look up at him and giggle lightly moving your little legs against his stomach. He laughs kissing your cheek. He gets back to the room laying you down picking out little outfits for you, today was his hair stream and everyone really really wanted to see you. He got ready and puts you in your little baby carrier, grabbing a coat and you baby bag. You look around and George laughs seeing you so in awe of everything, Wilbur comes with him to watch you. Wilbur steps out and smiles at you and you laugh reaching your hand out, he laughs holding your hand “ well good morning to you too, sweet girl” you loved Wilbur since you were born, he helped a lot. You grew up knowing him and only him so it made you excited to see him at times. Gets to the place and Wilbur holds you while you babble and hold your blanket, you smile as the other two men just gush over you. They hold your hand and rub your back as you look back and forth between them, George starts the camera and smile “ come on guys, let’s me see her” you giggle at your father as he rests you on his chest, the chat stars to fill with people talking about you “ y/n look “ he turns you pointing towards the camera you look at it and smile seeing your dad in the reflection. Everyone just melts, Wilbur takes you half way through and you play with his beanie and giggle at him while your dad talks. Half way through they lay your blanket down and you get your bottle completely passing out, Wilbur sits by you so nobody steps on you, George looks over and smiles, his heart melts seeing his little girl all relaxed. George finishes and leans down gently rubbing your cheek with his fingers “ y/n..y/n” you yawn and whimper looking up, you cry looking at him, since your birth he never cut his hair, it’s always been long so seeing it short upset you. You crawl into Wilbur chest crying. George looks shocked you’ve never ever denied him. It really broke his heart to see you cry and move away from him “ I’m sorry sweet girl” he goes to reach for you and you pout hiding in Wilbur’s chest. He rubs his neck and Wilbur turns you around “ it’s your daddy y/n, it’s okay “ Wilbur gets closer to your dad and you whine as your dad eyes water, you look up and whine as your dad holds you, he kisses your cheek softly holding your tummy and bottom “ I’m sorry darling, I didn’t mean to scare you please don’t be upset” you whimper and look up at him touching his face looking up at his hair and pout, George hums kissing your little nose “ shh shh I’m sorry” on the way home you still were whining which made George feel so bad, he tried to comfort you so many times when he gets home. He sighs still seeing you cry “ please my sweet girl, I’m sorry” his eyes water and he holds you tightly “ forgive me sweetheart” he cries lightly and you look up moving you hand over his face as if ur whipping his tears, he smiles and chuckles “ thank you darling” he kisses your cheek and hums taking you to bed, you lay on his chest and he gently rubs your back humming a little rhyme as you finally relax” Good night my sweet girl”

( I don’t do George very much but I hope you like it, you know who you are💙🤍💙)

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.

Stages of grief ft billy Hargrove x reader

You and billy have been on edge for weeks, rumors spread that you slept with Harrington and he’s been fooling around with some girls. Both rumors were false but both of you had a nagging feeling. You both didn’t want to be betrayed or taken advantage of so it ate both you up. The time you both spent together was short do you the pain of either thinking one laid with an enemy, the interaction at school were short. When either didn’t visit in the night you both had thoughts of the other being with that other person. Because of the tension for months both of you snapped at first starting it off as a couple who needed to fix their problems to a full on screaming match and both saying things they didn’t mean and putting either under the bus, you went on the fact he was a player before the dating phase to him saying you slept with Harrington since day one because you both hung out more before the dating. “ ooo so that’s what you think y/n “ you glare back “ it’s what I know billy” he groans/screams “ you really playing this card y/n ever fight, I can’t catch a break” you slam ur hand down “ I can’t catch a break either because you can’t get over your pride about Harrington” the fact you said his name sent billy even further over the edge, he got in your face through his clenched teeth. Nothing but venom dripped from his mouth only for you to poison it more. He called you every name in the book going as far as to comment on your looks only for you to spew back a rush of hateful comments both you brought family even personal secrets into the argument. By the time the last word left your mouth it all was a blur, broken items and car doors slamming, the news of the break up spread like wildfire. You both didn’t even dare look at the other feelings nothing for the first month. You only knew of a new girl on his arm from a class mate and the fact you cut off everyone seeing as they brought the rumors and lies. By the second it didn’t hit either till you looked in the mirror and finally broke, billy didn’t break till he laid next to a girl. He looked over not understanding why he really expected you to be right their. The night you both fought flooded both your minds. The feeling of a void entered both your chests, you broke sliding down your wall as tears fell in floods as your heart started to hurt. You screamed out and held your chest feeling it all hit, the man you wanted to spend your life with had left and laid with another, the thoughts of what he said broke you more, the pain was unbearable. Only miles away billy sat in his car near the lake you both would go, bottle in hand and tears flooding his eyes. He’s head lean on the seat and his fists clenched the bottle, he had been seven drinks in and the more the liquor filled him the more it unlocked the night and his his passenger seat was empty, his back seat had no shoes, his dash didn’t hold the picture of you, the necklace you gifted didn’t dangle from the mirror. The stages of grief set in. Denial was the period of not really believing it till, one entered their room to find the one thing from the other gone or when one wanted to tell the other something only to remember the situation, the empty sheets,the pillow that lost the other scent only for Anger to set in the thought of the others betrayal and lack of trust, the fact you both spent a year together just to not trust the other filled each with rage. Bargaining the guilt for what was said, the shame, the anxiety all set in at once, most nights crying was over what was said both feelings evil and dirty for saying something they didn’t mean only to have depression set in hard both turning to a drink or cigarette to calm the nerves or hide the sadness neither would dare step in each other’s paths, everyone knew because the once bright school was sitting on the edge of their seats. By the fifth month acceptance wasn’t a find yourself or a recreation it was the sadness finally setting in, the acceptance that the other wouldn’t return or dare too because it’s Been half a year. Billy finally broke after seeing you at school,

he never looked at you but when he finally got the courage he stared at you seeing your eyes lifeless, you looked frail and tired, as you sat with friends you looked disconnected. Broken. It made him want to move across the room and hold you and fill you with life again only to see you stand and leave the room. He wanted to chase you. He got up moving to the hall seeing it empty as you walked down it, he moved faster only wrapping his arms around you from behind head on top of yours confused you froze only to sink into him once the familiar smell came to you, you spoke softly as if to speak a little louder would make him disappear “ billy”. He pulled you into a empty/ abandoned classroom. You dropped your bag turning hiding in his chest as his grip tightened, neither spoke knowing each pain, you cried lightly on his chest as he kept you close, only hearing each other’s heart beat rapidly and breathing fill the room. You look up into his eyes find them clear ice blue clear just everything you missed and loved about him on full display, the slight stumbles of hair his freckles in their funny order on his lightly pink cheeks, you didn’t know what came over you but up moved up quickly kissing him deeply, you’ve shared kisses with him but this one was full of the grief, the void, the lost time to lost months. Only to have him lean on a desk with his hand behind your head lips just as connected. It was like you both spilled your broken hearts out onto the floor, the muscles that were tenses now relax the tears that were held in now falling freely. Both pulled away gasping “please “ was all you could muster before both held each other in a hug “ forgive me “ even through it all you both stood speechless. Seeing sides of the other you’ve never seen. You hold his hand as he pulls you closer kissing your nose gently and humming “ why did we do this” you only smile “ young and dumb “ he cups your cheek, you feel his rings on your jaw and smell the cigarette as he kisses you deeply “ young, dumb but never apart” you hum cupping his hand on your face “ till death” he smiles “ do us part”.

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.

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.

Gentle

I lay on his chest breathing heavily and cry into his shirt, he rests his arm on my back keeping me close. Gently moving his fingers over my side. His lips gently kiss my shoulder as I sob and shake. He kisses my head rubbing my side and back gently whispering sweet words that made me cry more not out of sadness but out of pity. I don’t deserve this. I never deserved this. He brings me closer and rubs my wet cheeks as he kisses my forehead, he holds me as if I’m young again. My mind drifts to memories I wish I never had. I sit in a corner of a somewhat empty room crying alone as my world falls apart, I was so little and alone. He pulls me from my thoughts holding me tighter, I feel his chest and arms shake. I feel the wet drops on my head,it’s as if he can feel my pain as if he went into my mind too. As if he sat next to me and cried. He chokes out a sob while I continue to cry into his chest. My sob become more pained. I’m hurting him, I’m hurting him. I grip his shirt and mumble his name begging him to not cry, this pain is my own, they hurt me not him. He saved me. The nights I laid in bed wishing hoping for my death, the dark hole that I laid in. He reach in pulling me out, I still hate myself and life but he makes it all bare able. To feel his body shake as if he’s in pain scares me, i look up at him to see his beautiful eyes glossy, his brows rest downwards and his forehead wrinkles slightly as his sobs rack his body, he speaks lowly. Telling me that he wanted to save me and take this pain away, his grip became desperate as if letting me go would end his life or I would fade away, he was scared. I told him I wanted to die, i told him I’m in pain constantly, i told him I feel dead inside, I’m not me. Theses words broke him to his core, he rubs his fingers through my hair pulling me closer begging me to hang on and that he would help. I feel my head start to pound as he keeps me close,he cries more not caring about how he sounds or looks. This beautiful man sits before me letting the pain for his beloved flood out. He wanted to scream. He loved me and only me.He places soft kisses on my head and face, he moves to my lip kissing me in a way that couldn’t be Described as hunger or lust or passion. It was a kiss of promise, he was my angel sent from heaven, he was meant to be in my life, he was willing to die just to make sure i woke up the next morning. just to make sure i didn’t look in the mirror and hate myself. Just to make sure i didn’t think of constant death. He pulls away breathing lightly, his tears hit my cheeks running down them chasing my own, even tho his eyes were slightly red and his cheeks were slight red, he still gave me a smile. The very smile that made me think maybe life wasn’t so pointless, maybe I do deserve love or a friend. He’s soft gentle hands rub my cheekbones taking my tears with them. His eyes look into my soul, no words or writing could explain the look in his eyes. It wasn’t possessive or desire or need. It was a plead or promise. He had this power to speak without even opening his mouth, he was true to his words even if the words weren’t on his tongue or fell from his lips. His actions were so loud like when he bring me a flower or gazes at me. He is selfless and beautiful no other person could describe him in a way I could, no scientific facts or author or song writer. Not even ancient Scholars could predict or summon a man like him. I rest my forehead on his closing my eyes but hold him tight as if he would slip away. He leans back resting me on his chest as he gently rubs my back. He whispers a sweet “I love you” before I’m consumed by sleep.

Trauma is an identity

I cry Lightly as tears run my face and to my dress my tears stain my dress as I feel a warm hand move over my shoulder, he moves down my arm taking my hand. I don’t look up but know who it is, he pulls me closer gently waltzing. The music plays lightly so lightly I didn’t notice him turn it on, the rain hits the large window as he gently hooks my hand and his other hand rests on my back, I rest my head on his chest not caring about the tears that stain his white shirt, I could see his tattoos through the fabric. I focus back on the music, the singer was in love deeply in love, he good to the moon just to dance with the girl he loves, he sings about her cherry lips and long black hair. She was the apple to his eye, his princess. But I’m quakity’s Queen. I keep crying but finally look up at him, he’s been my light in the darkness for years. When the darkness consumed me and told me to give up. He showed up, his beanie was the first thing I saw before he tripped. I laughed then my heart melted when he smiled. The feeling of love felt so foreign to me that I panicked and ran from him. He was perfect, the scar that ran down his face and through his now white eye was beautiful to me, I held no physical scars to show my pain. The first night I accepted him, he went above and beyond. I found my king. I’m pulled from my thoughts when he gently places kisses on my knuckles then moves closer kissing my soaked cheeks “ why must you cry my love” I place my hand on his shoulders as we still waltz in the large main room of the casino. “ I cry to help the pain darling “ he moves his hand up over my cheek, his rings are cold extremely cold on my hot tear stained skin. His eyes were filled with love,the way his brows scrunched in and he showed a bit of sadness. He would give me the world of I asked him too. Is weird to see the same man that burned a nation and killed so many it was weird to see him so gentle. He smiles sweetly as if he got a dangerous idea, my heart fluttered knowing he always found a way to heal a little bit of my heart without trying. He leads me to our shared room, he sits me on the bed and gently moves my straps off my shoulders lifting the dress off.he kisses my collar bones and shoulders whispering sweet words that make me want to cry again, I can feel the love radiating off of him. He moves to my bra gently taking it off and then my underwear, kissing my thighs and knees. He undresses and pulls me on top of him. On rough days or hard nights, we lay naked in silence. I see why human touch is important with in minutes I can’t even remember why I was crying. His arms hold me tightly, I rest my cheek on his chest and trace his tattoos with my index finger. He gently placed kisses on my head and covers us.

(Super short but I’m sad so whatever)

Sapnap x son reader

Sapnap (teen father) x son reader

Sapnap was in class when he got the news of his son at first he thought it was a sick joke until, the girl brought you in. He was so angry, He knew zip about babies but the way you were being held and treated pissed him off, the mother’s parents didn’t want nothing to do with you and the way you looked broke him. he didn’t even think before taking you away from them. his parents were livid and he got kicked out but dreams family was extremely supportive and helpful to him. The first time he held you, he just was so amazed by you, you were so tiny but definitely him, your hair was like his and the little noises you made always made him and dream “awe” at you but it broke his heart seeing your conditions, he had to save tons of money and ask dreams parents to help get you to doctors appointments and medicines, you were extremely skinny and your color was sickly, he feared going to bed at night in fear of you not being alive the next day but after a month you got your color back and we’re chubby like all babies should be, he fell in love with you all over again but around that time He still went to school but dropped other activities hoping to be able to take care of you so he started working even tho dreams parents insisted he should just focus on school and he worked hard for you. At night he would have you in his arms, after a long day of work and just kiss your little cheek and rub your little belly as you smiled at him and cooed at your dad, rolling over which made him laugh as you pull at the strings on his hoodie, he smiles pulling them away “ aww come on bud, you can’t eat that” you pout as he gently lifts you up, moving to the door. He opens it moving to the kitchen to find you a bottle, he gently laid you on his chest as he moves grabbing a bottle, you giggled seeing dreams. Sapnap laughs at your giggle “ what did I do bud, why you laughing” you focus back on your dad and pull at his ear and lip “ come on buddy, I need those” he shakes the bottle as dream walks in, you smile big at the blond. Dream was like your second father, he loved you so much and cared for you like you were his own, him a sapnap have been friends for years so adding you to the equation wasn’t a big impacted, dream even started working. They wanted you to have a good life no matter what. He turns your body lifting the bottle to your lips “ come on” you grab ahold of the bottle as dream smiles “ he keeping you up “ sapnap lightly rocks you and hums “ a little but he slept the whole day your mom told me” sapnap glares at dream, dream holds up his hands “ he looked so relaxed this afternoon can you blame me” sapnap hums “ your such a sucker for him “ dream laughs “ coming from his dad, I beg to differ” you look between the two and grip sapnap shirt, getting his attention “ don’t listen to him y/n, he’s bluffing” dream laughs moving forward holding your little hand, moving his thumb over your little knuckles “ goodnight y/n” he smiles walking off. Sapnap cleans the bottle and leads you to the room, he gently grabs your orange blanket putting it to the side, he lays you down gently “ let’s take a bath bud, maybe you’ll sleep better with one” he goes to the bathroom filling the tub, his back ached and his feet hurt but he knew he was working towards something good for you and him. He comes back finding you sitting up holing you little blanket close, sapnap smiles lifting you up places blueberries on your cheek and tummy, you scream out and laugh causing him to loose it,moving you to the tub with him, you lay on his bear chest as he leans his head back, gently rubbing your back and hums “ I love you y/n” he brings you up more kissing your chubby cheek and kisses your tummy and laughs when your little legs wiggle. He gently pours the water over your back messaging body wash into your soft skin and you let out a little noise relaxing on his chest “ it that good y/n” he smiles to himself, he could believe it your only one and he just graduated high school, but out of everything you were the best gift life could of given him. He adored you and only you.

(I hope you like it)