Hi ! I Am In Love With Your Writing! I Was Wondering If You Can Do An Imagine With Chris Where His And
Hi ! I am in love with your writing! i was wondering if you can do an imagine with Chris where his and the reader's relationship is still pretty new (not that recent but not too long either lol) and he wants to take the next step (maybe children) in their relationship because he's afraid hes gonna b too old to start a family he's always wanted. However he is scared to ask because again, their relationship hasn't been going on for long. SORRY IDK id that made sense but I'll b happy w/ anything:)
Thank you! I’m honored that you like my work!
Don’t be sorry! Your request was wonderful. I only hope I did your idea justice. It was so much fun to write!
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Thank you so much! I’m so happy you like it! It’s definitely looking like I’ll be writing a series. I love writing about Ransom and I’ve had so much fun writing this fanfic! :D
Broke (Part 2)
Ransom Thrombey/Drysdale x Reader
Rating: T
Warnings: Language, spoilers (though I did change some of the plot), late night editing, and ANGST
Read Part 1 here!
Author’s Note: Part 3 coming soon! Maybe a series after that too. Depending on what you guys think of the end.
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Doing the Right Thing
Ransom Thrombey/Drysdale x Reader
Rating: T
Warnings: Language, some sexual themes (nothing too bad though), spoilers though I did change a little bit of the plot, a kind of ooc Ransom, and terrible writing (I blame it on being sick)
(GIF is not mine)
Summary: You knew you were making the right decision but do the Thrombey/Drysdale family agree with you?
Author’s note: The amazing @capshoney gave me prompt 35 and 51 from this prompt list. Since I’ve had so much fun writing about Ransom, I just had to make this a Ransom fanfic too. <3
I really wanted to show how self-centered this family is. Or, at least, how self-centered they seemed to me. I hope everyone likes it. It’s kind of different from the other Ransom fics I’ve been writing. >.<
(In this fanfiction, Ransom didn’t kill Harlan.)
“What did you just say?”
If you weren’t already on some of the Thrombey and Drysdale’s shit list, you certainly were now. You doubt anything would change that so why stop? You shrugged before crossing your arms over your chest, watching as the family lost their minds over the simple action. You couldn’t help the smirk that crossed your lips as Linda continued to lash out at you, leaning forward as if to pounce if it wasn’t for her husband holding her back.
“Do I need to order you a hearing aid Linda? I was pretty clear on what I said.” You chuckled as she gasped, a sharp glare from not only her but everyone else in the room now being thrown in your direction.
“You little bitch. Our family took you in. We helped you!”
You lifted your hands in defense, contradicting the amusing smile that still played on your lips. “No. I believe it was Harlan that helped me.”
It was a simple statement but it left a soft smile on your face as you glanced at the portrait of Harlan. It had been almost twenty years since Harlan had learned from his grandson about your situation and changed your life. You could still remember the grief when he sat down with you at his office, a comforting hand on your shoulder as he confessed he knew about your living conditions.
Your father had passed away two years prior and your mother? She found comfort in a bottle rather than pay attention to her grief stricken daughter. The times she did notice you, it was just to leave another bruise that you hastily tried to hide.
It had been Harlan that put up with your panic, defending the woman you now knew was toxic. It had been Harlan that sent her away, leaving you in the care of your grandmother. A woman who had been trying to see you but was turned away time and time again by her own daughter. It was Harlan that later took you under his wing, giving you the motivation you needed to make something of yourself. To not dwell on the past.
You loved Harlan and he loved you too. But you didn’t expect for this to happen. Harlan had you given you more than enough. He helped you get back on your feet. He helped you find a therapist to work through the trama. He helped you with school work, finding a job, and years later, finding the courage to confess to the man you loved. He gave you his support and you didn’t need any more from him. But he never stopped giving.
When the will was read, you were a wealthy woman. You and Marta would split everything. Marta would receive the house. You would get the publishing company. The money would be split between you two and immediately, you knew exactly what you had to do.
Every last dime you received went to charities across the country, supporting countless abuse victims to help get them back on their feet. It would help give them a second chance just like Harlan did for you.
Of course the selfish people before you didn’t agree with your decision.
You shrugged again. “It’s only right that I follow in his footsteps and help others too.”
“It wasn’t your money to give away!” Linda paused. “And the publishing company?”
“Harlan trusted me to run it. I’m going to do my best to make him proud.”
You knew you were making things worse by telling them you weren’t giving up control of the company but you wanted to see them suffer. After all the snide comments and insults thrown at you, it was only fair...right? But you had taken it a step too far and as Linda broke free from her husband’s arms, a dangerous look in her eyes and her hand raised, you immediately backed away.
You didn’t get far through. A strong arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you tight against a chest you knew all too well. Instinctively, you snuggled closer towards it, taking a deep breath of his scent as you lay a hand on top of his arm. Finally, you looked up, a soft smile on your face to finally see your protector. Though Ransom didn’t notice, too busy glaring at his mother who froze in her spot.
“Don’t you fucking touch her mother.” He said while his grip around you tightened. You couldn’t help but smirk as it was now Linda who backed away from her son’s sharp look. She quickly tried to compose herself as she snapped.
“Did you know about this? Did you know that my father was giving your...your whore…”
“Insult her one more time. I dare you.” He growled, cutting off her rant. He paused. “You know what? Fuck this.”
With that, he led you away from the screaming group towards the front door of the mansion. Once he slammed the door, he didn’t stop and started towards the car.
“Are you happy now?” He asked while not even looking at you. You arched an eyebrow before rolling your eyes.
“That’s rich coming from the jackass that always likes to piss them off.” You were on a roll today. But unlike the family inside, Ransom wasn’t having it. Or at least, he knew how to catch you off guard. He pinned you against the car, his body leaning against yours as he gripped your chin and forced you to look at him. His warm breath fanned against your face and while you knew he wasn’t trying to seduce you, you couldn’t help but feel weak at the knees. Your face was beginning to turn red.
“You’re so god damn stubborn.” He frowned. “Just because you got the money doesn’t mean they’re broke. Who knows what they’ll do to you.”
You scoffed. “I can handle them.” This only made Ransom growl, his grip on you tightened as he slightly shook you.
“Did you not hear the detective? What if they did something to grandad? If they did something to their own family, imagine what they’d do to you?” And there it was. The spark of worry that shined in Ransom’s eyes.
You sighed, finally moving to run a hand through his hair as you moved your face away from his grasp. Instead, you snuggled closer against him as a soft hum escaped your lips. While a lot of people thought your boyfriend was a self-centered rich asshole, you got to see this side of him. It wasn’t perfect but it was more than enough for you. Once again, you thanked Harlan for pushing you two together.
“We can hire a bodyguard. Or better yet, I’ll hire you as my bodyguard.” It was enough to make Ransom chuckle, his body starting to relax as he caressed your lower back. “You make me feel safe Ransom. You make me feel alive. If you stay by my side, we’ll figure this out...together. But I had to do this.”
Ransom sighed as he finally let go of you to slide his sunglasses on. No doubt he was taking a moment to settle down after the mess you made. “...You really had to give it ALL away?”
It wasn’t complete acceptance but then again, when did Ransom ever fully agreed with you? You laugh as you shake your head, tiptoeing to kiss him quickly.
“We’ll go on a vacation once we settle into our roles at the publishing house.”
“Our?”
“Of course. Every CEO needs a good COO.” Ransom laughed as he got into the car, grinning when he started the engine.
“And you think I’m the best choice for that position?”
“Well...no. But it’s a better title for payroll than ‘(y/n)’s personal eye candy.’” You winked before you grabbed your shades from the visor. You were about to put them on before Ransom grabbed your hand.
His eyes locked with yours, he kissed the back of your hand gently. But it wasn’t enough and soon, he pulled you close to him to kiss you. It was rough, which was often the case with Ransom but you could feel the emotion through the gesture. As he left you panting, your lips already starting to swell with the force of his kiss, it was his turn to wink.
“You know...I think your first order as CEO should be to soundproof your office.” He said as he finally started to drive.
You laughed and rolled your eyes before responding. “Keep acting cocky like that and I’ll be banning you from my office.”
“You can’t resist me.” You wanted to scoff and retort with some witty comeback, but it faded away as you looked at your joined hands. You smiled, shaking your head as you looked out the window.
“Come on. We have an empire to run.”
