The Hunger Strikes Again ||Eddie Brock X Reader

The Hunger Strikes Again || Eddie Brock x Reader

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Summary: When Venom gets hungry, you can be sure He will put you in trouble.

Warnings: None, just Venom being an asshole

Words: 1108

Requests: @gleeeeees & @creative-seahorse & @arthurthecowboybear 

Author: Cass & Rouge

Venom let out a deep sigh and spoke within Eddie's mind. "No. You look fat in that thing you call a suit," he said. "We don't like it, it makes a pussy of you."

Eddie blinked looking in the mirror. He looked at himself carefully in the reflection, then he opened door to changing room and turned to you. "Sweetheart? Do I look fat? Maybe we should go buy some new clothes?"

You leant casually against opened door to changing room. "Well... I lile the form but that color... What's that even? Shade of brown? I suggested dark grey nor black, honey," you replied.

"Your cunt is right. You look like a shit, Eddie," Venom added.

"I at last look like a human beeing," Eddie growled to Venom. "Will you be so kind, sweetheart, and find something nice? These... Stuff? Aren't my thing," he shrugged smiling at you.

"Sure," you climbed on tiptoes to place a kiss to his cheek, then turned around and went lurking around the shop in attempt to find something nice for Eddie.

"Eddie," Venom formed himself next to Eddie's head. He poked man's temple with his large forehead. "You know what?"

Eddie smiled sweetly and leant against opened door. "Thanks!" Then he looked annoyed at Venom. "What?," he asked frowning.

Venom sticked his long tongue out and licked Eddie's cheek. "You're tasty. And guess what! We're getting hungry. We've asked you to eat that delicious sandwich from Subway but you refused. So most likely we'll eat your guts now."

"Jesus! Don't do that!," Eddie shivered and wiped his cheek. "And I told you that Y/N made amazing breakfast and that you have to live on it till we get back home. You agreed!," Brock growled quietly.

"How we agreed!?," Venom grunted into man's ear. "We remember correctly what we've said: 'ah, ok, but don't be longer than hour', and what time we do have now? It's 2:30 pm! We shall be home since almost 2 hours! What means you're a fucking liar and pussy, Eddie," Venom grunted and hid himself when he spotted you coming back.

"Here," you handled a dark blue suit to Eddie. "Try it on."

"Shut up! You see it's not easy!," Eddie growled at Venom and his attention quickly moved to you. "Oh! You are amazing, sweetheart," Eddie took the suit to try it on.

You waited politely in front of changing room and as soon as Eddie opened the door, you grimaced. "Well... I was expecting it to fit... Better," you replied with a shrug of your shoulders.

Venom formed his head next to Eddie's again. "Exactly, Y/N, just look at that pussy in suit. He looks like a turd. Well, he IS a turd, actually."

"V, hey, apologize," you commanded crossing arms over your chest. "We'll find him a great suit, I promise."

"Yea but until then we're gonna be starved," Venom licked your forearm. "You taste good."

"V!," you slapped his face making symbiote hid again. "I told you to feed him properly because picking the suit ain't gonna last an hour."

"I told him to live on the big breakfast you made," Eddie shrugged and sighed. "Let's.... Just put this suit away and let's go eat something. I wil just put some nice pants and shirt and wile be fine."

You poked his shoulder. "You outta your mind? You wanna put regular shirt and pants on such an event? Never," you smiled. "Let's go grab something to eat, then we come back here and try few more. Is it ok for you? V?"

Venom covered Eddie's face with himself and smirked viciously, nodding. "Perfect, Y/N. At least you understand us. That moment when a girl has bigger balls than you, Ed."

Eddie rolled his eyes and growled as soon as Venom hid. "Get off my face you parasite!"

After a brief lunch in Subway, just like Venom picked, you and Eddie came back to the clothes store. You helped him pick two suits: one grey and one black.

Unfortunately, within 5 minutes, Venom got bored and hungry again. He formed his head next to Eddie's and sighed deeply. "Y/N, let's quit this. He's too fat to look good in anything. We told him to work his fat ass more but he's lazy."

You couldn't help but giggled. "It's not that bad."

Eddie let out a loud sighed. "Maybe he is right, Y/N. I still have white button-up shirt, pants. I am getting sick of his fucking comments," he said looking at you.

"Only one more," you asked kissing his cheek and stroking his belly. "For me."

When Eddie put another suit on, Venom formed himself once again and moaned longly. "We can't anymore! We're hungry and bored! No one takes care of us! And we didn't want that nice sandwich but chocolate! We need a chocolate! We need endorphins!"

"WHAT?! We ate like few minutes ago! And you wanted to go to this freaking Subway! Stop that! I have my own life too, I can't just take care of you all the time! Y/N! Tell him something!," Eddie yelled in irritated voice.

You blinked and put on poker face. "V, Eddie's right. You disturb us and we really have to pick nee clothes for him," you instructed symbiote.

Venom made a sad face and growled angrily. "No! Because Venom is important too! Not only Brock! Brock is nice and we love him but does anyone love us?! Of course not! Venom, leave this, Venom, leave that, don't eat this, don't eat that, no eating doggos or any other pathetic animals that are common among streets, no! No delicious snacks for Venom! We can't stand this anymore!"

After these words Venom overtook Eddie's body ripping the brand new suit apart and howling.

The customer assistant that approached yelled loudly when she spotted the devastation symbiote made and fainted.

Eddie came back quickly. "Are you kidding me?! We eat what you want, we keep extra food in house FOR YOU! She is petting you like a puppy when she can! And you tell me we don't care?! And you just killed the shopping assistant. Just great!," Eddie sighed and rubbed his face. "What now??"

You watched the entire scene with horror on your face but eventually you laughed shortly. "I think we have to look for some chocolate for our sad friend," you smiled at Eddie and then walked to assistant. "She's just fainted."

"We have chocolate at home!," Eddie reminded.

You looked around shrugging. "So… Well... Let's get the fuck out of here before someone will notice," you winked at Eddie.

"That's our girl," Venom whispered.

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A Hostage || James Delaney x Reader Smut

Summary: Injured and left alone on the battlefield, you were found by James. He never knew you're working against him. Having you as a hostage, he tried to understand your motivations, which eventually ended in a very nice way.

Warnings: smut

Words: 2604

Requests: @ihavealwayslovedcass

Authors: Cass & Rouge

This spreading purple with yellow blotches was only the surface wound. The real one was within, that feeling of betrayal, that breaking of trust when soldiers of East India Company have left you on a battlefield during fight against Delaney and his men. And now, you were his hostage. Being locked at the attic of his mansion. And you knew, you felt it in your bones that he'll want to pull such important information from you.

When James found you on battlefield he couldn't believe his own eyes. He knew you for a long time, since you two were kids. James even met you few times after his return but he never knew for who were you working.

For your own misfortune, you have been abandoned by other soldiers. So James decided to take you and pull some information out of you.

James opened door to the attic.He looked at you with soft frown. "Of all the people I didn't expect you to work for East India Company," James muttered, locking door behind himself.

Since your wrists were tied to back of the chair you were sitting at, you only shifted a bit in your place. "I won't talk about my work," you shrugged his statement off, turning head aside to look at old, tiny window. You hated the situation you found yourself in but truth was James was a ruler in the place.

"Y/N," James said softly walking closer to. He pulled out his knife."Let's not make it harder than it already is okay?," he asked and cut the ropes, freeing your hands. James knew you well enough to be sure that violence won't affect you in good way.

You rubbed your swollen wrists, avoiding his gaze as much as you could. You got up and quickly walked to door, yanking a doorknob. How huge was your consternation when you found out they were locked.You swallowed, turning head slightly to him. "Key. I wanna get out and forget about this bloody mess. Give me the fucking key."

James showed you the key and went to open the little window. He threw the key outside. "There is no key sweetheart. We both are closed here. Together,” he told you.

You raised a brow at his action and rolled eyes as soon as he threw key out. "Seriously, Delaney?," you leant back against door and gave him a mean glance. "So what? We'll be sitting here, locked, just for what? I won't tell you a fucking single thing, you bloody liar."

"Y/N my dear," James hummed softly moving closer to you."You should know by yourself that I mean no harm to my friends. Simply tell me what you know and I will let you go or even more."

"You will get nothing from me," you snorted, stepping closer into his direction. "You don't deserve fucking anything from me. You left me alone and sailed to Africa. You didn't give me any sights of living for fucking years," you grabbed his collar, pulling him closer. "So I owe you nothing. I had to work hard for living, don't be surprised I tangled my destiny with only people that took care of me."

James grabbed back of your neck and pressed his lips to yours to hush you. He looked at you when he pulled away. "I know I did hurt you but I had to sail there,” James explained and looked at you confused. "I was sending you letter every two weeks. You were the one that never answered any of them." James frowned.

"Don't touch me," you growled, showing clenched teeth. "And stop lying! You have never written to me, like ever. I thought you were dead so I sacrificed my life for idea of power of our country."

"I WAS WRITING EVERY TWO BLOODY WEEKS, WOMAN!," he growled, "I am the one that never received an answer from you!" James laughed."And look! Where it brought you. They left you there to die, look at your wound."

"The wound you had gotten me," you snapped walking in the other corner of attic. "They're still better than you. Everyone's always been better than you."

"I would never leave you wounded," Delaney commented.

"But eventually, you did leave me. I begged you, I cried, I hoped you'd have taken me with you. And what did you do, you fucking sucker? You fucking left me!" You let out deep, sad sigh, your vision got blurry so you sat down on the wooden chair again."Once I thought I knew the man I loved."

"Y/N," James whispered and crouched in front of you. His hand gently moved a lose strand or your hair away from your face."Look at me. I am here. I am back and I saved your life, you own me do you like it or not."

"It doesn't change anything now, are you deaf?," your eyes locked on his face.

You missed that block much. First few months after he was gone were a torture. Sleepless nights, hundreds of tears, pain both mental and physical. You were a wreck back then. And it was when you met sir Strange and he pulled you out of a gutter. It wasn't important what he made you do.

James sighed deeply. He missed you so much and he hoped you will take his side in this conflict. "Very well, sweetheart. I will come back tomorrow," he got up and kissed your cheek.James walked to door and knocked on them.As soon as door opened he left the room making sure to lock them back again.

Week has passed so quickly. Day by day James was visiting you. Your conversations were becoming longer. Was the trust getting back into your soul? You weren't sure yet. Since you weren't tied to chair anymore, you were keeping yourself busy with reading some old books you could have found on the attic.

James didn't trust you enough to leave the door open for you.James enjoyed meetings with you more and more, all he wanted from you was your trust.The trust he had lost so many years ago. James still didn't let you out but made sure you have whatever you needed, food and fresh clothes.

He opened the door and walked inside one day. "How do you feel today, Y/N?," James asked looking at you.

"Normal, as always." You were changing clothes so he caught you half naked, you stood there facing him with your bare back covered in many scars.

James smiled softly at the view but he couldn't forget why he was there. "I remember what you said about letters, I asked a few friends to investigate a little bit," after these words he showed you a few letters."Your father made sure you won't get any of them. That's why you never get one and I never got an answer."

You turned to him as soon as you put a shirt on. A brief nod was your entire answer to the certain matter. "He knew Strange years before I met him by myself. He probably warned my father about you," you rubbed your temple and sat on the mattress that was laying on the floor.

James sat next to you and handed you one of the letters. "Read it, sweetheart,” he whispered into your ear and moved away

The letter he gave you was the very first one he ever had written to you.It was filled with words of love, explaining why he had to leave and telling you many different stuff.

James sat a bit away from you, watching you carefully.

Without any excitement you opened an envelope and pulled piece of paper out, starting to read it soon.The further you were reading, the roughest it became for you to keep face straight. Did he really mean all the written things? You raised head and gave him a look.

James looked back at you, he nodded his head like he would read your mind.He hoped to get all your fillings and trust toward him back. "I still mean all of this,” he said quietly.

"James Keziah Delaney has feelings for a simple whore, how cute," you said, no smiling nor anything. "And you think that what? I'll jump right into your arms? We're not teenagers anymore."

James frowned and looked at you. "You are not a whore, Y/N. Never say anything like this,” man growled and gently smacked you on the back of your head."No, you aren't teenager for sure. You are a beautiful, young woman and I feel so bad I couldn't be here with you."

After he smacked your head you blinked, your big eyes on him in disbelief. As he was sitting almost next to you, you simply moved and straddled his lap, cupping his bearded face in hands and kissing him strongly.

James was for sure surprised by your action but he gladly accepted it, he missed this for a long time now. His arms wrapped around your waist and held you tightly against his body. He kissed you back, pushing his tongue into your mouth with a soft growl.

You squeezed thighs a bit, pressing your body to his sides and rubbing your crotch against his.

He tasted amazingly, like brandy and fags but truth was you were dreaming about it. He smelled good as well.You pulled out to catch a proper breath.

He wasted no time and kissed your neck, pulling your shirt off your shoulders completely. One of his hand grabbed your breast and kneaded it gently, pinching your nipple from time to time. He gently moved you onto the mattress, hovering over you still playing with your breast. Soon, he moved down, removing rest of your unnecessary clothes.

You didn't say anything to stop him. You wanted it so much for such a long time. And now, you were about to get him again, like it used to be before his trip to Africa.You reached your thirsty hands to his belt undoing it, your eyes never left his. Conditions weren't too high, the old matters, that dusty attic. But you didn't mind it. HE was with you.

"I won't leave you ever again, sweetheart,” he whispered against your skin, James got up for a moment to remove his own clothes presenting his full body to you. He quickly joined you and kissed you once again. Then he quickly moved between your legs and without any warning he dived between your legs to eat you out just like you deserved it.

"You know, all these tattoo get you few more point to attractiveness," you smiled at him softly, shifting on the mattress to find a comfortable position when he was eating your pussy out.You spread legs for him tangled your fingers in his short hair. "Oh Gosh," you were panting deeply, your eyes rolled back at the pleasure you received.

He grabbed your hips and pulled your closer, stopping you from moving. "You taste so wonderfully, Y/N. How could I ever have left you alone?," James purred against your entrance before, wrapping his lips around your clit Soon, two of his fingers slipped inside of you. He thrusted them slowly at first but soon picked up the pace,reaching deeper into you, spreading his fingers from time to time to stroke your inner walls.

You played with your breasts, your eyes were still down on him while he was fingering you.You grabbed his head and stroked his cheeks before you had rocked your hips lightly, riding his face slowly but continuously. "You see? Was it a good idea to leave your little cunt all alone in London, huh?," you asked through parted lips. "Fuck!"

James bite your clit gently to shut you up.He added the third finger to make sure you are ready to take him. The last thing he wanted was to hurt you after such a long time.James hummed between your legs before moving up. “I think you might be read now, is my sweetheart ready?," he asked, looking down on you.

You gave him a brief nod and reached out to stroke his cock's tip before helping him in your pussy. As soon as he entered it, you nuzzled to his tattooed chest, whispering how much you love him.

James growled at the feeling of your soft, wet pussy wrapped around his length.

"You feel so good, Y/N,” James hummed against the side of your head. "You’re such a good girl, taking my thick cock so well,” James praised you as he started moving his hips slowly.

You wrapped legs around his hips, rocking them as well, meeting all of his thrusts.You hugged tightly to him, moaning right into his ear. "Oh, how much I missed you. I dreamt about you stretching my pussy so good and now? You've improved your technique as I see," you nibbled on his earlobe, dragging nails down his spine to spank his buttock.

James hand wrapped tightly around your neck and squeezed it hard but not hard enough to hurt you.His pace and strength picked up, ever thrust was deeper and harder than the other. James started to growl with every trust, watching your reaction is the search for this one most sensitive spot. "You look so beautiful, whimpering and moaning under me. I hope to see this view more often," he panted before kissing you while his hand tightened a little bit around your neck.

You used all of your mights to roll with him, so you straddled him again. You reached back and grabbed his shaft in hand. You gave it few strokes before guiding it back into your hot, slick core.You rested hands over his chest and rolled your hips back and forth, wiggling your bun for more friction.

James grabbed your hips, controlling your moves. "Keep on doing things like this and you’ll make me cum,” man grunted with a smile, thrusting his hips a little bit to meet your moves. James moved his body into sitting position, his hand grabbed your breast to massage it while his lips wrapped around a nipple on your other breast.He hummed happily looking up at you.

You scratched that one sensitive point on his neck and ruffled his short bangs. "Fuck you, Delaney, fuck you and whatever you were doing for those years. You're fucking mine." You leant to kiss his lips and moved to neck, leaving a large hickey at his pulse point.

James growled loudly and laughed at the feeling of your lips on his neck. "My little girl is marking me, I didn't expect that," he purred before starting to move his hips again in his hard and harsh pace.

Soon, he slowed down and his thrust became sloppy and irregular.James nuzzled to your neck, his teeth sneaked into your skin. He was marking you, at the same time as he filled you with his cum, your skin muffled his growls.

You moaned his name loudly enough to let Brace know that you both were a thing again.You pushed his chest hardly so he laid back on the mattress.

With his cock still buried in your folds, you pressed your chest to his, kissing his jaw. "Who have you became that you're able to tame me that easily?"

He laughed and kissed you head. "I don't know but you do realize I’m still not gonna let you out right, sweetheart?"

"You'll. But you don't know it yet," you said kissing his forehead and getting up like nothing had happened, his cock slipped out of you with a wet noise. You put shirt on and looked at him. "But for now, go rest. You deserved it."

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WE'RE GONNA CATCH YOU / Eddie Brock/Venom X Reader

Words: 1,8K

Summary: you’re being kidnapped by some outlaws. Venom finds a way to get you back.

A/N: thanks to @thepaperpanda for hosting this writing challenge, I hope you’ll enjoy my writing though it sucks.

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We wanted to thank all of you for the lovely comments, reblogs, messages and we appreciate and love every follower we've gained through over than 2 years and a half since when we stepped into writing community here on Tumblr for the first time. To celebrate the summer, we throw a writing challenge!   (rules & prompts are below the cut) 

RULES:

1. Pick from the list of prompts, with any character/actor you choose. Send an ask containing your choice. Feel free to contact us if you have any questions.

2. You don’t have to be following us, but it sure would be nice

3. Insert “keep reading” if your entry has more than 500 words.

4. All characters in NSFW work must be 18+.

5. TAG SENSITIVE MATERIAL (rape, self-harm, eating disorders, abuse, violence, gore, NSFW, etc).

6. Tag us in your submission and use the hashtag #summercountdownwritingchallenge so we can see and reblog your work.

7. Due date is September 1st, 2019.

PROMPTS:

1. “I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled to a song that I had only sang to just a few.” -  @grossograsso -  Arthur Morgan

2. “So why you tryna be just like the neighborhood?” - @iamthedustqueen -  Chris Evans

3. “Found a sacred place, lost in your embrace.” - @alison-is-watching - Stony

4. “Guess I never dared to know myself. Can my heart beat quiet?” - @breathe-nicely - Sebastian Stan

5. “But one thing I love is confidence. And humility to know when you've been wrong.” - @radbluebirdeagle - Parker & Stark

6. “You got a new horizon, it's ephemeral style. A melancholy town where we never smile.” -  @princessa-lady-bella - Arthur Morgan

7. “I'll be yours for a thousand lives.” - @einexx -  Joseph Seed

8. “You, where the hell did you come from?” - @mdylik -  Falcon & Winter Soldier

9. “I feel you, in every vain, in every beating of my heart...” - @sexycevans - Captain Marvel & Captain America

10. “Don't wantcha for a night, I'm only interested if I can have you for life.” - @thewildgardensstuff -  Stevie Roger

11. “Find my head is always up in the clouds in a dreamworld.” -  @biologyforliving - Wolverine/Logan

12. “You can stand any pain with a smile on your face.” - @electronicpatrolcollective - Eddie Gluskin

13. “All the memories remain of the pain of your broken home.” - @marine-pilgrim - Peter Parker & Morgan Stark

14. “Won't close my eyes and hide the truth inside. If I don't make it, someone else will.” - @tetrapentan - Doctor Strange

15. “You believe on what you see, You receive on what you give.” - @arthurmorgan-bae - Dutch

16. “If this is to end in fire, then we should all burn together.” @thedancingparrot - Avengers from Endgame

17. “The blood on our hands is the wine we offer as sacrifice.” - @settingsworld - Eddie Brock 

18. “What kind of man that you are... If you're a man at all.”

19. “Don't you wanna get away from the same old part you gotta play.”

20. “Fuck you and all your expectations.” -  @misafiryanki -  Venom/Eddie Brock

21. “Well, I could've loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind.”

22. “I know I took the path that you would never want for me.” - @porgswillrullgalaxymotherfucker - Kylo Ren

23. “Don't you cry no more.” -  @voodoo-magic - Tom Hardy

24. “Some are happy, some are sad.” - @a-happy-wolf - Clint Barton

Barista || Steve Rogers x Reader Fluff

Summary: Reader works in the café as a barista. During one of her shifts she meets Steve Rogers himself. A certain sympathy develops between them.

Warnings: None

Words: 1465

Author: Rouge

A/N: This story was written for @somethingtoavenge writing challenge. Congratulations on 1K!

It's been half a year since you were working in the café as a barista. You enjoyed your work and workplace. You even made friends with other girl, Hannah, which was working at the same shift as you.

She was always nice and kind towards you and heard you out many times when you were having problems of any kind.

 It was another night shift, this time on Saturday, and you were cleaning your workplace, setting cups into cabinets, washing a coffee machine.

 You had to take additional hours, bills were overwhelming you and truth was you needed some extra money.

The bell hanging next to door rang informing you that a new customer stepped in.

 "How can I help you?," you asked sweetly polishing one of the cups, not even looking at the newcomer.

 "Black coffee, please," strong, manly voice answered and it was when you raised eyes on the customer.

 How huge was your disbelief when you saw Steve Rogers himself leaning elbows against the counter top.

His blue eyes were watching you carefully, his brow was cocked a little and head tilted aside.

 "Uhm..," you couldn't form any sentence and suddenly you felt a strong poke aimed right into your left side.

 It's no one else but Hannah, who came to help you.

 "For here or to go?," she asked with a little smile, awaiting for his answer.

 You shifted aside to make her a room around the coffee machine.

 "To go," he answered simply but sent her a little smile. He looked over you and smiled again.

 You felt a blush hitting your cheeks so you smiled back messily and turned around to put cups into the cabinet.

 Hannah prepared his order quickly and handled the covered cup to him.

Rogers paid and walked out of the shop.

 "Fuck," you whispered, massaging your temple. "I froze. I didn't know what to do, I never knew someone like him would visit us," you explained yourself briefly.

 Hannah came to you and stroked your shoulder. "Don't worry. He comes here every weekend to grab a coffee, sometimes with muffin," said she. "You never met him here before probably because you were working only during the week."

 You nodded. "I feel so stupid!"

  She laughed at your words. "Don't worry. He's Captain America after all. The greatest hero. It's okay to be surprised."

Hannah was right.

 You met Rogers again one week later, also during Saturday's evening shift.

 This time you were aware of his presence since the moment the bell rang.

 Steve came to the counter and took a seat at hooker staying in front of it.

 "Hi," you whispered hesitantly. "Black coffee? To go?," you asked quietly.

 Steve nodded, smiling a little. "Yes, please. I see that you remember."

 You smiled back and in the silence prepared his order.

 "I haven't seen you here before," Steve said out of sudden. "How long do you work here?"

 "Uhm, six months now," you stated. "I study as well and you know, every coin is important," you added quickly.

 Steve smiled at you. "I understand perfectly."

 "I'm sorry for the last awkwardness," you rubbed the back of your head. "I was just surprised..."

 "Don't need to be worried about it," Steve said as he got up from the high chair. "It's a human thing to be caught off guard sometimes."

 When he left you sat on your chair and slipped hands under chin, sighing loudly.

  Hannah came to you and handled you a mug of coffee. "You could live a hundred lifetimes and never deserve that boy," she said. "I know the way you look at him, Y/N. Forget it. He'll never look at someone like you nor me."

For the next few weeks you were always meeting Steve on weekend shifts and your conversations evolved in that time.

 You were always happy to see him entering café with that disarming smile of his.

 And then Thanos happened...

 Half of living creatures were wiped off the world. It was very sad and bad days, yet you and Hannah survived the snap. To not lose senses from sadness and grief, you both decided to continue leading the café.

There were only a few clients per day, but it cheered you and Hannah up. Even the shortest talk with other human being was priceless.

That evening he came in as every previous weekend.

But this time he ordered two coffees to go.

 "Oh, so you meet with someone? A friend or someone else?," you teased him a little, preparing cups and covers.

 "Actually yes, I am."

 "May I ask with who?," you asked sweetly.

 "Someone who has turned out to be a good friend of mine. Who heard me out many times. Who have given me a shoulder I could lean on."

 You nodded head and put two covered cups on the counter. "Here, your order is ready. Be careful. Hot," you smiled.

 Steve grabbed cups and turned around to walk off the shop but stopped at the door. "What are you waiting for?," Steve asked, looking at you above his shoulder.

 You blinked. "M... Me? You meant ME?"

 "Yes," Steve replied. He offered you his shoulder. "Shall we?"

 "I...," you blushed and coughed. "I have shift.. I.."

 "Don't worry, Y/N."

You looked around to see Hannah leaning casually against the door to the back of the café.

 "May I...?," you asked hesitantly.

 "Of course," she nodded happily. "Go. Just be careful!"

 Steve giggled loudly. "Don't you worry, I'll lead her back home."

You walked at Hudson river. You took a seat at one of the benches at the promenade and watched the rising moon on the sky. Few stars were peering through the clouds.

 That early night was brisk, easterly wind blow gently ruffling your hair.

 "Thank you, that's so kind of you," you said, taking a sip from your cup. Coffee tasted delicious.

 "Thanks goes to you, Y/N," Steve said after taking a deep breath. "You know, everything's changed and I still didn't get over it."

 "I understand, neither did I," you replied softly and quietly. "It was so sudden... And it has left a huge pain in everyone."

 "Yeah," Steve nodded. "I try to do whatever it takes to... I don't even know. I'd gladly turn back time."

 "Hey," you turned to him and put a hand to his shoulder. "It wasn't your fault. We talked about it. No one could have stopped him."

 "I could have tried harder," Steve grunted and sipped onto his coffee. He slipped a hand into his bangs, pulling it up. "I wish I could do something. It's not right. There has to be something I can do."

 He wrapped an arm around you and pulled you closer so you were leaning head against his wife chest and he rested his chin over top of your head.

 "Don't worry. I believe you'll figure out what to do. You ain't alone in this. I'll support you, whatever you'll decide. I know I'm just an ordinary person but I can help, I'm hard working."

 Steve giggled and slipped two of his long fingers beneath your chin, forcing you to raise your head and look into his eyes.

"I know. Thank you for being so good to me. If not you, I don't know what I would do," he stated.

 He looked into your eyes. His blue eyes sparkled from moon's light that went finally through clouds. Steve leant down to you and his lips were pressed to yours in a soft kiss.

You blinked but gave kiss back, you closed your eyes and touched his bearded cheek.

 "Uhm...," you whispered in shock. "Oh... I... Wow...," you blushed hardly and immediately slipped head under his shoulder to hide it from his eyes.

 Steve smiled and stroked your back. "So as I see, not only I was hesitating before doing it," he joked briefly.

 You nodded your head and turned to him. "Yes," it was nothing but a soft whisper. "It was so nice," you couldn't find proper words to describe how were you feeling.

 "Maybe I can ask you for a dinner tomorrow, Y/N? What do you think?," Steve asked openly.

 You nodded eagerly. "It will be a pleasure to me! I just hope that Hannah will give me a few hours off."

 Steve got up from the bench and waited politely for you to join him. As you did, he wrapped an arm around your waist.

 "So. I'll lead you back home now, as I promised to your friend," Steve said. "It's a nice meeting. Thank you for this."

 You smiled and nuzzled to his chest. "I'll do whatever it takes to make you smile, Steve. Always."

A Sweet Surprise || Arthur Morgan x Reader

Summary: You are pregnant with Arthur's child, what will he do?

Warnings: FLUFF!

Words: 1414

Request: @imphauser

Authors: Cass & Rouge

There were times I felt like the world was slowly disappearing in front of me. Or maybe it was just me who was fading away. Those moments... It didn't matter anyway. Because my empty burning lungs and my heart hitting my chest so hard I thought it will break my ribs and rip apart my skin were the only thing I could think about.

And the void. The black hole in my head, deep inside my soul, slowly swallowing all my hopes and dreams. That was the worst of those moments. The realization of the vacuum, the nothingness, the absurd of my existence.

Those times kept me awake at five a.m. and made me wonder: why am I living for anyway?

But deep inside I knew the answer. Everything was about to change. And there was another obstacle I was afraid of.

Life was good and everything was calm.

Arthur was busy outside the camp, killing and robbing were his bread and butter.

But there was always time to come back to place he used to call home. Return to this little, unusual family. Among these people was a woman that he had the honor to call his own.

Loving someone with a whole heart was something that was missing in his life for a long time.

And now he couldn't wait to simply take you in his arms again. He was finally riding home.

I heard familiar voice as soon as he got to the camp.

I sighed as I trembled inside. I got out of the tent and went to greet him.

"Y/N! My beautiful Y/N!," Arthur greeted me with an opened arms and smile on his face.

"You have no idea how much I missed ya. I am so glad to be back and I am glad you didn't decide to run away from me," Arthur joked, hugging me.

I smiled sadly, reaching to touch his face. "My love, you're finally back. I missed you oh so much," I said.

He took my hand and kissed it. "I hope you did. I am sorry it took so long. Lots of work but now I am yours,” Arthur said and suddenly picked me up. He noticed a little shift in my behavior. "Something's wrong, love,” he stated.

"Put me down," I asked politely. "Dutch was looking after you. And we gotta talk later."

 Arthur blinked surprised and nodded, then he put me down really gently.

He let out a deep sigh looking in the direction of Dutch's tent. "Oh, sweetheart. He can wait a bit longer. I missed you and I see something's bothering you. Did Micah bother you when I was gone? I swear I’m gonna rip his head off if he put his filthy hands on my woman," Arthur growled the last part frowning.

I shook my head as slightly as possible. "Kinda. But that's not a case. He was just lurking around. Saying some mean things but you good know I don't care about him," I explained, stroking over his torso.

"I’m still gonna punch that bastard in the face. Just for even speaking to you," he muttered and walked past me to find Micah.

"Wait, there's something more important and this involves us, both of us...," I whispered.

Arthur stopped and looked at me. He turned around and grabbed my hand. "So I was right. Something is wrong...,” he sighed and took me straight to his tent.

Arthur made sure to close the tent's flaps, for more privacy. He sat me on the cot and then he took a seat on a chair right in front of me. "What is it Y/N? Did someone hurt ya when I was gone?"

"No... It's not that," I said, rubbing my temples as I exhaled deeply. I closed my eyes shut for a longer moment. "Listen, Arthur," I got up and turned around, facing him with my back, "Something's happened."

He blinked, watching me deeply confused. "Uhm... Okay, then what exactly happened, if no one hurt you... What is it?," Arthur also got up from his chair. Right now he didn't know what to think, he was scared and confused. "Are you dying or something?"

I turned around and walked closer to him. I hugged to him. "Think, handsome."

"Darlin’, you know that you picked a man that is dumb like a haystack," Arthur took my face in his big hands and forced me to look at him. "What is it, darlin’? You have no idea how worried and scared I am now."

"Sit down," I asked him and as he did, I took a seat at his lap.

Arthur wrapped an arm around me. "Will ya finally tell me? Or you want me to die on heart attack?"

I kissed his cheek.

"I love you so much. You're a good man. Very good man. And the kindest human being I've ever met. And soon, you'll have another one heart to love you."

Arthur laughed softly listening to all 'good man' stuff but after the last part, I could see the blank look on his face. "Uhm... What are you trying to tell me, Y/N? Wait," he looked away for a moment, thinking. "You are pregnant?"

I didn't reply his last question. I simply took his hand and put it to my slightly palpable baby bump, looking him deep in the eye.

Arthur blinked few times, he gently removed me from his laps. "Dutch wanted to see me," he said and simply left the tent. It's not that he wasn't happy, of course he was. I was his woman, he loved me and got exactly the same in return. I provided him with the feelings he hasn't experienced for a long time but after hearing the news, his mind filled with the worst memories and visions of the past. He simply needed some time.

I blinked, it was not what I expected. I knew everything about him. He was hurt oh so many times. I knew he needed time to proceed the news

For a few next days, Arthur wasn't talking with me too much. I could see him talking with John or Hosea but that was all, he even spent nights in front of the campfire.

After these few days, he finally walked up to me. "Y/N... Can we talk?"

I was brushing horse's mane when I heard his voice. "So you grew up to talk, huh?," I asked a little too bitterly.

Arthur frowned. "Y/N. It's not like this,” he rolled his eyes.

"Yeah. I know. So, what do you wanna talk about?"

Arthur took my hand and gently pulled me closer. "Listen, I want to apologize for my behavior. You know that I ain't a good man and you know my past too well but... I talked with Hosea and with John. Hell... I even talked with Abigail," he sighed heavily and hugged me."I am just an old, scared, fool but this fool loves you. I am so sorry I left you then and I wanna promise you that I will always protect both of you,” he declared and put a hand on my belly. "Even if I will have to die."

I smiled sadly.

"But you can't guarantee that you ain't be scared enough to leave at some point, huh?"

 "Don't be silly now. I won't ever leave you, I love you... I love both of you too much to do anything like this," Arthur smiled and kissed me.

I smiled at him, he always knew what to say to calm my nerves oh so easily. I let him stroke my bump.

"Now," he picked me up gently. "Don't ya dare to do anything and I mean ANYTHING around the camp until this baby will be out of ya. Do you understand?," Arthur asked carrying me to our shared tent.

I giggled as ruffled his bangs. "Sure, cowboy. I'll let the dirt grow inside our tent and all around it. Admit that without my help you ain't gonna be able to keep a harmony."

"Nah! I will manage. I mean, it was all fine before I met you. So don't ya worry, besides, I am sure other girls will gladly help me," he giggled and kissed my cheek.

I couldn't believe his words so I punched his side with fist playfully. "Better stop it, old man, or I'll kick your sexy ass."

"Jealous, huh?," he laughed and kissed my lips. "I love only you and our baby. Nothing gonna change that, sweetheart."

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