Ill Request Something!! My Favorite Is Nixon So Of Course Its About Him With A Prompt Dont Give Up On

Ill request something!! My favorite is Nixon so of course its about him 🙄😂 with a prompt “Don’t give up on me” angst/ fluffy imagine.

Thanks for your request ! There it is, maybe it’s a little bit too long, sorry for that. 😅 I know I asked you who could be like a big brother/best friend but finally I totally changed my mind, the first idea was too much long, like reeeaaallyyyyyy. So maybe I’ll do it in two or three parts later. 😂 Anyway, I’m not really proud of it, not sure of the quality of the end, but I hope it will be angsty and fluffy enough, and that you will like it !  😘

Don't give up on me. (Lewis Nixon x Reader imagine)

Once again Lewis forced on the bottle, but this time it’s not just about a hangover. 

Strident. The noises of the sirens outside were strident. She had the feeling it was drilling her eardrums. She wanted to ask for it to stop but nothing came out from her mouth. Blue and red lights were dancing in front of her eyes she could hardly keep open. A far away voice was covered by the sirens which continued to ring in her head. Seeming far away but yet very close.

“Sweetheart, stay with me please, keep your eyes open.”

Her gaze swept over the surroundings trying to remember what happened. Unable to make a single move, her eyes stopped on the man next to her. Lew. But once again, nothing came out. Sitting on the driver’s side, his head resting on the headrest he was looking at her, fright in the eyes. Blood had sunk from his eyebrow arch, presumably due to the impact against the steering wheel. She felt his hand take hers and tighten it.

“Y/N !” Lewis called her desperately as she felt her eyelids close before sink in darkness.

One hour earlier.

“I think you shouldn't drive Lew.”

“It’s ok, I’m fine and feel good enough to drive. Plus, I am used to drink,       booze doesn't has any effect on me anymore.” He joked.

“Yeah, that's the problem.” She mumbled.

He kissed her forehead and took his place behind the steering wheel before she could add anything. Y/N sighed and sat on the passenger’s side. Both were invited at a retirement party of an old employee of Nixon Nitration Works. Obviously, Lewis hadn’t resisted to drink. Actually, he hadn’t need to be invited anywhere or at any party to drink. As the night felt down outside, Y/N was looking through the window, a way to escape a new argument with her husband about his excessive and frequent alcohol consumption. Finally, he broke the silent.

“Say it.” She turned her head towards him.

“Say what?”

“All the things you used to say.”

“Be clearer Lewis, I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“Oh don’t you ? You perfectly know. You hate when I drink too much.”

“If you know, so why are you continuing?”

He turned his face towards her.

“Watch the road please.”

“So what ? Are you going to give me one of you life lesson ?”

“Lew I’m not kidding, watch the road!”

“Stop yelling ! I’m fine, it’s fine ! Don’t str-”

Two seconds of inattention. It’s what it took to leave the road, one sharp bend, two seconds and it was over.

 It was hard for Lewis to see his wife laying in that hospital bed. Especially because it was his fault. Feeling his heart squeeze, he leaned on the wall in front of him. What had he done? The door opened and a little head passed through it. It opened bigger and he saw his parents enter with his two children. Their five years old girl ran towards the bed while his mother gave him the eight months boy.

“How is she?” His father asked.

“She still unconscious, they don’t know much for the moment.”

With her grandmother’s help, the little girl climbed onto the bed, grabbing her mother’s arm she shook slowly, angst on her face.

“Mommy, mommy wake up.”

It broke Lewis’s heart, his children may had lost their mom because of him. Devastated at the sight of his daughter asking for her mom, he gave back his son to his mother as he began to cry, reaching out his arm towards his mother. Lewis made his daughter go down the bed, knelt down to be at her height and kissed her forehead telling her everything will be ok. The four of them left the room letting him alone with Y/N.

Lewis sat down on a chair next to the bed and passed his hands through his hair, keeping his head in his hands, elbows on his knees. What if she died? What was he going to tell to her parents? How was he going to tell that after he took their daughter from them, after he killed her. Y/N’ s parents never loved Lewis. They knew about his alcohol issues, plus, their daughter moved at the opposite side of the country to be with him and for that they resented him. The machines made alarming noises and quickly doctors and nurses went in, tell him to leave the room.

Sitting on a chair in the corridor he looked at his children in front of him, his daughter asleep in her grandma’s arms and his son in his grandfather’s. How could he did that to them? How would he explain them that their mother will probably never coming back again ? How would he tell them it was his fault? Would his children be taken away from him? How could he live with that on his conscious ? He couldn’t. A doctor came back to tell him her heart stopped few minutes but they had intervened in time and he could go back to her.

Sitting back on the chair he leaned over her taking her hand in his.

“I don’t know if you hear me. Maybe it’s the case but you don’t even want to listen to me. I know you won’t never forgive me for that. And I know you won’t, because I know you’re gonna live. Because I rather prefer you to live and leave me, than you died. Please wake up, wake up and yell at me, tell me I’m the biggest asshole on earth, tell me you’re gonna divorced, you’re gonna take the kids away, but at least you will be alive. I could kill myself for having hurt you.” A tear felt down his cheek. “I should’ve listened to you, you’re always right. Forgive me for being the worst husband on earth. I love you, and maybe your greatest mistake was to love me back. You should’ve listened to your parents, I’m not good for you, you deserve so much better.” He kissed her hand and squeezed it. “Please stay with me, stay with us. They need you. I need you. I promise I won’t drink anymore. Not a single drop. Don’t give up on me.”

After his parents came back to say goodbye before bringing the children home, he stayed here. Staying all night sitting in the same uncomfortable chair beside her, keeping her hand in his. He didn’t fall asleep, how could he? It was his fault if she was laying there between life and death. He was anxious, devasted and angry towards himself.

Finally, when the first rays of sunshine went through the window, she felt their warmth stroking her cheek. Hardly she tried to open her eyes, blinded by the sunlight. As she woke up, all the pain due to the accident and the wounds woke up as well. She winced and slowly turned her head towards the window, subconsciously, she’d never thought see the sun again.

She groaned when she felt the pain which attracted Lew’s attention who was looking through the window lost in his mind. When he saw her opened eyes he almost jumped to the bed.

“Sweetheart ..” He didn’t dare to say anything else, what could he said ? She probably wanted to kill him and he couldn’t blame her.

“Lew …” She tried with a low voice.

“Yes sweetheart?”

“I’m thirsty ..” She continued with a weak voice.

He poured her a glass of water which was on the bedside table and gave it to her. Slowly, like she just woke up from a year sleep, she took the glass from both hands and he helped her to drink. Seeming exhausted she rested her head on the white pillow looking at him.

“Do you remember ?” She nodded. “I cannot say how much I’m sorry. Please forgive me, you were right, I shouldn’t have been driving.”

She reached out her hand toward his cheeks, him expected her to slap him. Instead of that she just stroke it. Allowing himself to do more he bent over her to kiss her forehead, gently caressing her hair.

“I’m so sorry ..” She could feel the pain in his voice.

“I know.” She responded with a soft voice.

“And I love you.”

“I know it too.”

“And I’ll accept every choice you will make.”

Maybe her biggest mistake had been to fall in love with him. That was probably what people around them could thinking. That she was too kind, too innocent for him. Yes, he was an absolute idiot sometimes, but he was her idiot. She would never regret her choice, she loved him too much for that, she needed him as much as he needed her. They were meant to be together.

“Lew ?”

“Yes sweetheart ?”

“I won’t give up on you.”

He smiled as he understood she heard everything he said while she was unconscious. Squeezing her hand near his chest, caressing her hair with the other, he bent down once again to kiss her. Realizing he had almost lost the most precious thing is his life, he was now ready to make all the efforts to give up on alcohol, she and their children deserved it more than anything.  

This babe ❤️ This scene is breaking my heart, I just wanna give him a huge hug. I actually want hug them all 😭❤️

Thank you @alienoresimagines ❤ 

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In this first day of 2021, I take my turn to write a few words and be a little emotional. 😭

I haven't been here long, but since I'm here, I have seen and read a lot of things that made me laugh, cry and love. You guys are so fucking creative. I'm glad to having discover the fandom and now be part of it, I'm very happy to finally having discover a place with people I can share my love for all this universe of BoB and who understand it. Like everyone I have problems in my life, and this place and what you do, for the time I've been here, helped me feel better, thank you for that. ❤️

I hope it's for me the beginning of a lot of time enjoying all this with you and I hope as a lot of you guys, I will created true friendships thanks to all of this. I'm here to share but also meet people and weaving links.

So if you are in the same case don't hesitate to talk and I, I will try my best to overcoming my shyness of going toward others (and this post is already a big step 😂).

So, happy New Year to all of you and I wish you all the best which I'm sure you deserve. ✨

Love.

Special thank you to @lyselkatzfandomluvs for making me feel welcomed. ❤️

Hey! I saw your requests are open and I was wondering if I could get something with Chuck or Dick... or both☺️ thanks so much! And I’m so excited to see what you come up with!

@iilovemusic12us Finally I decided to do an imagine instead of a headcanon, I started it as a headcanon and at the end it was more an imagine than a headcanon so, here it is ! I loved wrote it and I’m so exciting to post it ! I hope you’ll enjoy it. 😊

Meeting at the bar (Chuck Grant x reader)

Warning : None

You met Chuck while he was on leave at camp Toccoa. You worked as a nurse in the US army, giving men medical exams to see if they were able to enlist.

On this evening, you were in a pub with your friends, the one where soldiers came during their on leave. From where you were, in a corner of the pub, you saw him, he was with Popeye, obviously at this point you didn’t know who they were. Your gaze was sweeping across the room when his met yours and you shyly smiled before look down, feeling your cheeks burning. On the other side of the place he smiled too, amused by your reaction, gave a tap on Popeye’s arm saying that he’ll be back soon and walked towards you.

You didn’t see it, too busy pretending discuss with your friends about anything that could make cool down your hot cheeks.

You heard someone clear his throat beside your group and everyone turned their faces towards him.

"Sorry to disturb you. I saw you from where I was and I was wondering if you would accept an invitation to drink." He said, looking you straight in the eyes.

That was pretty direct.

Nobody said anything but they looked at you before pretending that they saw one of your friend further away letting you alone with him.

At the beginning it was a little bit hard for you, you were very shy, but the time passed by and you felt more at ease. You fit very well with your discussions and him, always smiling that once you wondered if you didn’t look like an idiot smiling all the time. There was a good feeling between you two, so good that you didn’t see the time passed and you stayed there until the closing.

After that, you saw him again each time he was on leave. Sometimes waiting all the week for the weekend to see him and his magnificent blue eyes. The last time you saw him you had danced, laugh a lot like each time you were with him, but this dance, damn, a very cute moment, lost in each other’s gaze.

Then few weeks passed and you didn’t see him anymore, ignoring that all the weekend passes were cancelled by Sobel the dragon.

Every week you were at the bar with your friends, hoping to see him. When you finally abandoned the idea to see him again, thinking maybe he was avoiding you, for some reasons you didn’t find, he entered in the place, seeming to be looking for someone.

When he saw you, his eyes lightened up, leaving the guys with who he was and joined you.

" I thought you run away from me." You said laughing, unable to hide your joy to seeing him again.

"Never! I tried to sneak out every time to find you." What a smile, your heart missed a few beats.

This evening, while you were talking, sitting at the bar, he was hung on your lips while you were talking about your week. Suddenly, as you weren’t prepared for it, he kissed you. Which led to a cheerful and noisy reaction from the guys around you, even them were waiting for weeks for this to happen. It was so obvious that Chuck was so on you. He moved away from you to look at them.

"Oh shut up!"

It made them laugh while you were here understand nothing and still surprised of that kiss.

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The last night you saw him before the big jump, you couldn't tell how long you both stayed in each other's arms, you wouldn’t let him go and he wouldn’t let you.

As he kissed your forehead saying that he will think of you every minute he will pass away from you, a tear felt down on your cheek.

Of course he wrote to you every time he could. Letters and passing time made you realize you developed really strong feelings for him. And no matter how he would come back from the war, in which state, as long as he was alive you knew you would love him unconditionally.

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It was my first one so feel free to say what you think about it, the good and the bad, it will help me for next ones. Thx 😊

Don't hesitate to do requests !

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(I can’t be the only person curious to find out how many people love these adorable boys as much as I do)