#but keeping it closed felt so wrong... i dont like keep out signs....

[moongoopy]

a sweetener amongst death

cont: at the end of the day, two criminals remember they can always come back home to their sweet, oblivious roommate.

c/w: violence, pervy charecters, groping

c: geto x reader x gojo

a/n: i hope for comments and interaction, pls enjoy! (hoping its not too simple and rushed.)

"May my soul rest-!" were the last words of the cult member. Gojo scraped his shoe across the face of the dead and yawned. He lazily walked to the coach in the middle of the church and laid back at a job well done.

A scoff from his best friend made him giggle, he hung his head back to see geto place down another cult member on the ground.

"This place reeks of sex." "Dont they all?"

Geto ushered Gojo to scoot over on the coach, shutting away his spread legs to let his friend sit next to him. The brunette scanned the papers if they missed anything in the church. the ones who hired them just wanted this cult to fall apart and even that, it was at such a low price too.

The blue-eyed man yawned again to strike a nerve into his best friend before leaning forward,

"Why would you take this, its at the bottom of the list and theres just so many unnecessary things to do.."

Geto got up from the seat, fully ignoring his friend, and pulled the beads that the cult hung up on the wall and into the fire that was still lit. The countless papers that marked the existence of this cult were also thrown in. He chuckled dryly, uttering a few regrets about taking this bounty which Gojo agreed to.

He turned his head to him and lightly smiled.

"Satoru, remember the man that hovered over [Name] when you came back from the bathroom?" A spark was lit in Gojo's eyes as Geto pointed a gun at the doors that opened. A neat man who was dressed heavily entered and he dropped like a fly so quickly that Gojo let out a sharp chuckle. It was sad, the duo was the last thing that he saw before his own cult members but fret not, the leader always joins his cult at the end of the day.

"That's him."

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Geto felt your fingers curl around his wrist when a supposed priest got near. There was nothing wrong with him other than the obvious signs of him persuading to join a cult along with a flyer of cult members smiling on the front page. Such positive advertising. He was about to politely reject the man, nodding to his repeated utterance of the Lord when he realized what made you so tense.

The priest's hand was wrapped around your waist so snugly and it made you squirm, he thought you were feeling a bit shy to such a persuasive man but you were uncomfortable. Geto steps infront of the priest, thanking him for such an oppurtunity to see them both in his church although the priest's eyes lingered more to you. Oh, the brunette couldn't have that, successfully peeling of the priest's hand off your waist with not much force.

"We'll make sure to come to and my pretty friend of mine is willing to seek such knowledge" This made the stranger delighted, bowing before distributing other flyers not before his eyes lingering hard enough on the person he wanted in his church.

"Hah, who was that?"

Satoru came back with pastries, he sidetracked but atleast he's back, stuffing a pastry into your mouth and not realising the murderous look on Geto's face.

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"Stop! In the name of the Lord-!" The duo then kicked him around after Geto shot him around his vitals and watched the pervert bleed. Gojo was all ears to Geto's narrative, a horrified look on the bloody man.

"Oh really, Suguru? Tell me more-" Laughter spilled from his lips as he kicked with such force, his friend snarkily adds just how priests just can't keep anything in their pants. The sole of his shoe stomped down on the man's crotch with the other's foot joining in. The priest could probably see hell with how close to death he was, his eyes rolled to the back of his head with a choked scream.

Both of their faces harden but one was more gleeful, watching both their boots knock the life out of the body that dared touched their roommate's.

"We should've let you stay on your knees so you can get the true definition of repentance."

The white haired man then took Geto's gun and shot the priest in the throat. He squatted down over his body and slapped him twice in the face. He tossed the gun back to its owner and gave a double thumbs up. They can finally go home now.

The duo left the church through the back door and trudged to a river.

Geto crouched down near the bankside and took out his weapons and put them to the side to clean.

"Don't you need to clean up?" He washed his hands in the running water, washing his face that was stained with blood that wasn't his. The blue-eyed man stuck his tongue cheekily, confident that he left no traces and crossed his arms. Gojo had a wet cloth thrown at him much to his dismay, he was then forced to clean himself up by the strict orders of his friend.

After a moment, Gojo sighed.

"You could've just told me that pervert went and touched [Name], I thought you went senile for picking such a boring bounty.." Geto smiled, putting his weapons back in his pockets and used the path to walk their way back home.

"But it was worth a suprise, wouldn't you agree?" That made him smile, punching his friend's arm playfully. They both just know what the other likes.

After some thinking about what to have for dinner, you then texted in the group chat that you've made it and to come before it gets cold. The two grinned at each other and raced home.

The door to their apartment swung open and immediately they were engulfed in a hug by you, well if akwardly bent on the knees because its quite hard hugging two people at once.

Gojo leaned into your neck and took a deep whiff in, you smell like heaven; the shampoo that you always used was his favourite. Geto on the other hand held your hand and kissed the side of your neck, you were just so cute he could eat you up. Suddenly, you pulled back with a panicked look.

"B-blood!"

You stepped away and rushed to the laundry room and locked the door. The duo stood there and immediately Geto pulled at Gojo to smell him.

"Hey, what's your deal! I'm clean!" Geto squished his friend's shoulder in his hand, feeling irked.

"Yeah? But did you clean enough? I smell blood on you." He deadpanned and looked towards the laundry room. You had run off in such a hurry so did you know what they really were? They thought of this scenario many times but they didnt know they could fuck up, only because of a certain someone..

"We did bought ropes already so should we like.. I dont know corner them?" That made Gojo receive a punch from the man next to him, originally yes that was the plan but maybe he just wasn't up to it today. He wasn't hoping you would find out so quickly, this little game of cat and mouse was suprisingly fun for him. That he can admit as the duo's eyes gleamed with anticipation,

Geto walked to the direction of the laundry room, knocking on the door.

"[Name]? What are you doing in there?" He said cooly, his hand in his pocket; fingers idly tracing the steel of the knife.

There was silence and a bit of shuffling from the other room and he took out his makeshift key, after all that's how he gets into the houses of his victims. The door clicked and he slowly pushed it open then kicked it with his foot. He grabbed the door before it slammed against the wall to see that you haven't gone anywhere but simply crouched near the washing machine.

There was a bit of guilt on your face and he comes to, crouching to your level. He reached out to cup your face and he was so so close to feeling your lips underneath his thumb before you tilt your head to the side.

"My period came and.. I bled on your sheets by accident. I've been trying to clean it off but yknow.." He softly kisses your forehead, noting the faint blotches of red on the sheets even if the thing went through the wringer twice. He pats your shoulders and gently smiled.

"It was out of your control, sweetheart. It's okay, why dont we enjoy the dinner you made?" The slow signs of you lighting up made his heart full and he guided you out the laundry room with an arm around your waist. He swatted at Gojo who didnt even try to hide the ropes that he carried and turned your head the other way, if you weren't that adamant on looking at Gojo; he'd most likely kick the blue eyed beauty into the washing machine. Atleast, you just remembered the blood on the bedsheets and not the stench from Gojo. Now that Gojo actually took a sniff at himself, there was blood splatters on his dark tank top.

But no worries, atleast it was another day where you'd stay in the dark on who they really were.

After dinner, you sat on the couch squished between them. The news had been dilligently reporting about the cases around the neighbourhood and Gojo tried to hide his satisfaction.

While you, a shiver ran deep through you. These cases were near the apartment complex where all three of you is living in and it scared you. The two noticed, holding you against them.

They coo and brushed comforting hands onto your body, hoping it would calm you.

"Me and Suguru can chase the baddies away!" Gojo joked, squeezing you in his embrace and you nodded vigirously; eyes closed in joy. You didn"t want to say it but their touch was driving you crazy especially since it started from the laundry room. The way Geto held your face sent heat through your body and his thumb.. you had to pull away if not, who knows what would you do instead of feeling guilty on messing up his bedsheets.

And their bodies, their physique. You could feel their chests rub against your body, it took everything not to scream right now. It was like you didn't have to worry about the killers anymore when your raging hormones was speaking for you.

You couldn't help but gulp and stay stiff, their breath against your neck was another thing too, you feel like you were gonna explode from the tension.

And they didnt stop there, Gojo placed his hands inside your shirt since he does that a lot when his fingers get cold and he hooked them under the clasp of your bra. His lips played with your ear and with your nape. Geto switched to something less scary on television and rested his arm around your waist.

"So how was your day, [Name]?"

They silently smirk, loving how you shrink and freeze under their touch. As long as it made you forget about the dangers that you fear that was currently residing in your house, they can continue savouring the feeling of your skin.

#jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujustu kaisen #gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo x y/n #geto x reader #geto x you #jujutsu geto #geto suguru #jjk scenarios #geto scenarios #gojo scenario #geto x reader x gojo

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

reopening the ask box is like... just finishing vacuuming shed cat hair, and then immediately going and petting said cat vigorously & watching with delight as So Much Fur sheds right back onto the floor

#knocked it down from 96 asks to 53 lets gooooo #i was gonna keep it closed for much longer but like. that was past me's opinion when they were way more stressed than usual #current me misses Conversing with the Masses! or something like that! #is it a smart decision? probably not! #between packing & comms i dont have much time #but keeping it closed felt so wrong... i dont like keep out signs.... #absolutely unprompted #i forgot how time-consuming and difficult packing is #im too out of practice.... #ive got all my sketchbooks and notebooks and paper and comics boxed up #Except my wof collection. im waiting for book 15 to be shipped before i box em all up. gotta keep things Together #but yes anyway sorry the box is Open for whatever your little heart desires #which is.... bad timing bc im gonna be chronically Offline tomorrow and probably a decent chunk of the next day #now if yall will excuse me im going to Attempt To Write Fanfic. #we'll see if i manage more than one sentence #i am doing. so much usps research for this shit its hilarious #like yes! i will read reddit threads! watch yt 'day in the life' videos! job listings! etc! #but hey now i know about casing and relays/loops and dps and flats and the difference between city and rural- #its fun to learn new things for writing! #i will be taking Liberties anyway! but at least they'll be a conscious decision yk yk #and if i ever post i can say 'hey i know this is inaccurate But its for the sake of the fic. im doing it on purpose! not outta ignorance!' #also i feel so so bad for cca's like... the work 'ethic' is so fucking inhumane are they ok-

[sleekswosobession]

you don’t have to be perfect

barça fem x teen!reader, lucy bronze x teen!reader

request: here

A/N: also i would just like to say, if anyone has any feedback for my writing it’s greatly appreciated cuz i’m not the best writer ik that but i want to improve.

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It was apart of the contract I first signed with Barcelona that I continue my studies and finish school. Not ideal, but I get by with around 80% and sitting on a B for most my classes. What I didn’t factor in was the amount of stress I would have on top of the League and UWCL games when exams and assignments from 6 different classes were coming up. That’s hard on a 17 year old.

I felt myself start to drift away from everyone in the 2 weeks before mayhem. First it was denying to go out with the younger girls like Salma and Vicky, both of whom understood. Vicky being the same age as me and Salma only 2 years older than us. Then as expectations rose, classes became longer and filled extra information. All the time I wasn't on the pitch, I was studying. Or sleeping. (we dont talk about how even thats being cut down to maximum 5 hours a night).

Living with Lucy meant that she was bound to catch on to what was happening. It was inevitable. She took me under her wing when I first arrived along with some of the older girls and since I don’t speak Spanish natively, I was told to go with Lucy who was told to keep an eye on me. It’s nice, when you don’t want her to worry about how you’re ignoring everyone and have bags under your eyes whenever she sees you. She really does try her hardest to get me to do anything that’s not over analysing and over-studying the numerous topics, but no matter how much it pains me. I always turn her down.

After another night of studying until 2am, there’s an early morning training session and I know I’ve only gotten 4 hours of sleep. If I told the medical staff I’m sure they’d pale.

I’m aware that I probably look like death walking, but it doesn’t bother me. If I pass with above average grades, I’m happy and I know my actual parents will be too. I ignore the concerned looks that Irene and Alexia give Lucy, and get changed ready for the training session.

It’s gruelling, the lack of sleep from the past 2 weeks has finally started to catch up. When I least needed it to. Maybe I am working too hard. It’s too late for that though. I know I’m being watched by the captains, acting for a little bit longer won’t do much harm. Can it?

When the third water break rolls around, I sit on the floor and flop onto my back, closing my eyes. Too tired in the moment to do anything other than breathe. The sunshine above me dulls as Lucy and Alexia stare down at me. When I open my eyes. My captain has a raised brow, while my roommate has her arms crossed.

“Y/N, get up please. Now.” It’s Lucy who speaks first. I don’t give in. What’s their problem?

“No. I am fine where I am thank you very much.” I bite back. Lucy looks like she’s trying to hold herself together and Alexia looks furious. Unconsciously, I sink into myself hoping the ground could swallow me up.

“Nena, we won’t ask again.” The spaniard says, her voice low as she sticks out her hand.

I reluctantly take it, pulling myself up and staring at the two in front of me.

“Come.” Alexia says blankly, leaving no room for argument before walking toward the main building. I sigh, doing as she says or I know I won’t hear the end of it. Lucy trails just behind me, her jaw set and making sure I don’t run away.

When inside I’m placed on a couch, wishing and praying to any extra-terrestrial being that I can leave this confrontation. What is it even about? Why am I here? I’ve done nothing wrong.

“So, we noticed you’ve been pushing people out. You also look dead.” Classic Alexia, straight to the point.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I look away.

“Really? Because when I go to bed, which is around midnight and sometimes 1 if I’m doing other work. Your light is always on. You better fess up now before we make you do extra laps, and clear all the equipment from training.” It’s Lucy this time, starring daggers into me. Still, I don’t let up.

“Maybe I left the light on.” I shrug. “And why do we have to do this right now? I have 2 exams tomorrow. So, if I may. Let’s finish training so I can get to study and do other things.”

“This is exactly what I’m talking about Y/N. You’re deflecting absolutely everything we say. You’re not taking the information in. I get you’re stressed but that doesn’t mean you isolate yourself.” She pauses, sighing deeply. “We are going home right now. You will not touch your school work, this has gone on for long enough. I know Alexia agrees with me.”

“Before you argue, just think. Is this really the best way I could’ve prepared? Yes nail in, do the study for good results. But also remember to utilise the support system you have, the team, the coaches, take a break.” By the end of the rant I feel tears well in my eyes. I feel someone hug me and I can tell who it is by the obscurely large hands.

“Nena, go home with Lucy. Get some rest, and not only will you feel better but it gives your brain a break. When the week is over we can talk more but for now go.” The Catalan smiles warmly. I nod my head saying thanks before walking with Lucy to the car.

“Do you feel alright? You do look very pale.” She places her hands against my face and frowns. “No temperature. I’ll get some food into you and we’ll have a rest day. Just us.” I nod slowly staring out of the window as my mind races.

When we get to the apartment, no conversation is made and I immediately go and take a shower. It’s there that I cry and let all my frustrations out, the stress finally taking its toll on my mind.

When I’m dressed and ready I walk out to the smell of pancakes and Lucy sitting on the couch with Narla next to her. She hears me and turns her head around, eyebrows furrowing at the state I’m in.

She pats the open spot next to her which isn’t taken by the Westie and hands me a plate, which I accept gratefully.

It’s a comfortable silence, but I know she’s waiting for me to say anything. And this time, I do.

“I’m sorry Luce.” My voice is quiet and more high pitched compared to what it normally sounds like.

She smiles lightly.

“Hey, these things happen. You’re smart, just as Alexia said give your mind a rest and you’ll do better. Myself, Keira, the rest of the team only want the best for you and your well-being. Let’s not talk about this now, take it step by step. You’ll be ok.” I nod wiping freshly formed tears as she pulls me into a big hug, giving the rest of her pancake to Narla who eats it happily.

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And ok it would be. I end up playing Fifa with Lucy the rest of the day before eventually falling asleep against her. As for the exams, I pass by with good grades and after everything’s done the team takes me out to a restaurant to celebrate. As much as I deny it, this team is the most important thing to me. I love and adore them all so much.

#woso #woso x reader #woso community #woso fanfics #barcelona femeni x reader #barcelona femeni #barca femeni #barca femeni x reader #lucy bronze #lucy bronze x reader #alexia putellas

[sturnsgirl]

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ CLINGY

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IN WHICH Matt thinks Y/n has been too 'clingy'?

a/n- this Is ass i'll make up for it i swear

ೀSTURNSGIRLೀ

Y/N POV

Matt has been so distant with me recently. I feel like he's starting to loose his love for me?

He's out with Nick and Chris getting food because Chris was hungry and I'm not gonna lie I was too but I didn't want to ask due to how matt had been acting and I didn't want to annoy him more.

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Matt Ml 💕🫂

Matt Ml 💕🫂 -do you want food?

no thanks baby.❤-Y/n

Matt Ml 💕🫂 -k.

seen by y/n

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'k.'? He never says that. what did I do.

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MATTS POV

I reply to Y/n's text before pulling up to the window so Nick can order.

Look I love my girlfriend, shes my everything but honestly I dont like pda and sometimes I just need space.. from her..

I love spending time with her dont get me wrong its just..sometimes shes all over me it feels like. We both are huge on physical touch but recently its too much..

As Nick finishes I pull up to the window and pay for our food before heading back home.

MINI TIME SKIP

Once we arrive home I leave my food on the counter heading to my room to change into something more comfortable seeing a piece of paper on my bed with blue pen ink with writing that read-

"I went somewhere else baby, sorry for what ever I did. I didn't want to text you to annoy you so i just left this. I'm sorry my love. I love you."

Shit. what did I do.

I set the paper down running out my room past Chris and Nick who were confused as i got my phone out to call y/n instantly.

Ring

Ring

Ring

'Your call has been sent to voice mai-'

"fuck." I whisper. I had to find her before she hurt herself. The only place i could think of besides her house was this park we went to as kids. where she would always go.

I sped past every sign to get there as quick as I could and once I arrive to no ones surprise she was there. Sitting at the top at the opening by the slide. Getting out the car running up the stairs of the playset up to my beautiful girl who was crying her soul out before seeing me.

I stood still. frozen.

"Matt im.. so sorry!" She says hugging my legs on the floor sobbing and sniffling.

I immeditly get down to hug her

"Oh sweetheart.. im so sorry y/n please dont cry baby its my fault! you didnt do anything!" I say holding her in my arms.

"Matt what did I do? why have you been like this recently?!" I say sniffling and sobbing

"Im sorry y/n its just i love you but I felt like you were too close and all over me! and I havent really been a big fan of pda so I just have been.. avoiding you! im so sorry!" I force out quickly.

"oh.. i-im so sorry! I wont be like that anymore 'm sorry!" I breath out

"No! its okay baby you didnt do anything!" I comfort

"c'mon princess lets go home" I say picking her up.

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ONE WEEK LATER.

Y/N'S POV

After what matt told me at the park ive been keeping my distance giving him space and not all over him especially in public. but one thought that ran my head repeadilty was 'did he not like how i acted this whole time for a whole year almost two years?'.

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Matt Ml 💕🫂

Matt Ml 💕🫂 -Hey babyy

Hi ml-Y/n

Matt Ml 💕🫂 -come over? nick wants to host some move night thing.

sureee-Y/n

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Arriving at the triplets house I enter seeing that Madi,nate,larray,nailea, and some other friends were there as well.

walking in greeting everyone matt comes out his room in a black wifebeater and grey sweatpants. ((nutted))

"Hey Maaa!" he says excitedly going to grab my waist but I turn the other way to say hi to madi who I hadnt said hi to before.

"hey madi, hey matt" I say hugging madi then looking at matt.

"HEY MOVIES STARTING C'MON!!" Nick yells

Walking to the couch, Matt sitting down next to Nate. All the spots were taken now.

"C'mere baby" matt says patting his lap.

"uh- no its okay i'll just sit on the floor" I say smiling as matts smile drops.

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The movie had finally ended and everyone gets up ready to leave. once everyone says their goodbyes I go into matt's room to grab my hoodie I had left here so I could go home. Just as I was about to walk out of Matts room he walks in.

"where you going baby?" He asks

"home?" I say giggling

"no" he says and before I can speak he grabs my waist and pushes me in his room closing his door while doing so.

He lays me on his bed laying on my stomach

"all right y/n now tell me whats wrong.." Matt asks

"Nothing? you said you needed space so thats what im giving you" I say softly

"Fuck.. no y/n! i dont want space baby i was just going through something with nick and chris that week and i took it out on us, you! im sorry sweetheart i didnt mean any of that shit! i wanna show you off. show everyone your mine baby i love you!" he says on the verge of tears. sitting up and pulling me on his lap facing him.

"Im sorry baby. i just thought i was too clingy so i just-"

He cuts her off. His girl- clingy? thats what he made her think and that was so far off. he felt awful. his girl was far from that.

"Clingy? no baby no im so sorry your not that at all my love dont think that at all listen i love you and from now on i want you all over me anywhere anytime okay?" he says.

I simply nod as he grabs the back of my neck pulling me into a soft kiss.

"i love you Matt."

"i love you too y/n"

#chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo #sturniolo smut #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo fluff #fluff

[yippeerrrs]

PLEASEEE🙏🙏 DO A PART TWO OF THE READERXGHOSTXKONIG

"I'm here for you."

Pt. 2 of "i'm sorry"

I was waiting for my ipad but i just got this idea and i dont wanna put it to waste 😭😭

As you bump into simon, könig catches you, holding you tight. You notice his eyes are watery and that he's about to cry, you scoff.

"we're done könig."

You stand up, noticing simon you give him a weak smile and walk again. Konig is a mess behind you, he was hurt. He felt so many emotions passting through him. He truly was sorry, it took him everything to not break down in the middle of the base right there and then. He quietly gets up and everyone who was looking at your outburst moves to make way for the giant. Ghost stood there, dumbfounded and concerned.

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Ghost went to könig's office, obviously curious and concerned.

"What happened back there?"

Ghost looks around the room, noticing it was dark and he could hear sniffling in the corner, where he saw könig crying.

"You alright mate?"

He asks, concern in his voice.

"i fucked up, ghost."

Ghost sits next to him, comforting him the best he can.

"There's plenty of fish in the sea colonel, you'll find some-"

Konig cuts him off, clearly irritated.

"There's no one better. I fucked up, she gave me a chance and i fucked up."

They sit there in silence for a while, ghost awkwardly trying his best to comfort konig.

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You were pissed. You drove back home, fighting back your tears. He wasnt worth it. No. He was, but if he chose to cheat on you like that, sober. It was just not worth it.

You sobbed and banged your head on the steering wheel in a red light, you were angry, pissed. You trusted him, you were there for him in his lowest.

It suddenly started raining, hard. The pit pattering of the raindrops on your car muffling your cries. The light had turned green-- or so you thought. You drove through a red light and BAM! a speeding truck hit your side of the car and knocked you out.

There you were, dying. Ironically like the ones in the movies where the wife dies first, you chuckle as your memories pass by.

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One, König holding up a chocolate bar so you wouldn't reach it, laughing at your desparate attempts on trying to grab it.

Two, movie night with konig after he was too tired to do anything after his mission, you two cuddled together and just enjoyed eachother's company while watching a barbie movie.

Three, König dropping all of his shields after you confessed to him, crying in your arms.

"Really? Meine liebe.. i'll be here for you forever, i won't ever betray you"

He whispered in your ear between sobs of happiness. You always thought if you were to die you'd die in his arms, and yet here you are. Dying alone.

"I'm sorry könig.."

You whispered in staggered breaths, finally letting yourself feel the embrace of sweet death.

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"Would you really let her go just like that?!"

Simon hissed, slapping könig. König looked at him, fonally realizing what he had just done. He grabs his keys and starts to sprint to his car, planning to apologize. Simon following him close behind, Simon was also very concerned about you- worried even, you two had been best friends ever since you met, you had helped him through his worst times. He had a crush on you but the way he saw you look at könig.. he had to push it away to be a good friend for you, doing anything to keep you happy.

Konig drives off with simon, stopping by and buying flowers for you even. When he reached your house, his heart stopped. There were police cars and sirens. He went out in the rain, leaving the flowers in the car as he went to ask for an officer what was happening. But before he could ask the police turns around and asks him a question that gives his gut a feeling that it wasn't a good sign.

"Do you know the person who lives here?"

He nods, worried.

"What's wrong?"

"Are you König?"

He nods again, suspicion raising.

"She's in the hospital, i suggest checking up on her now."

König's heart drops, rushing back to the car even though soaking wet- he drives over the speed limit and gets to the nearby hospital, startling ghost.

"Woah mate calm down! What's wrong?"

The moment they park and ghost sees where they are, he gets the idea. Both of them feeling their heart pumping a little too much, scared. They go into the hospital, rushing to your bedside. König grabs your cold hand, his tears falling down.

"I'm so sorry.. im so so sorry shatz"

As simon sees the situation, he loses it all. He's pissed and he knows who to blame, whose fault this was. Who fucked up. This was when he snapped, losing all of his cool, he pushes könig.

"Why?! WAS SHE NOT GOOD ENOUGH?!"

Simon yells, angry tears falling and his mask drying it up. König stays quiet, knowing it was in fact his fault, his fault this happened, his fault he messed up, everything was his fault. He sits down next to your hospital bed and caresses your hair gently.

"I could've treated her better. You promised nothing would happen to her."

Simon's fists roll up as he looks down, tears falling as he finally let the reality of all of this happening. Before he could pounce on könig a doctor comes in, informing them that you had a miscarriage. The crash had taken your baby's life. But not yours, you had a chance to live still, they calculated that you would have to stay in the hospital for a couple weeks until they could let you go.

Simon was dumbfounded, confusion and anger on his face. As soon as the doctor left he walked over to könig, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt.

"You got her pregnant then cheated on her?!"

"I can explain!"

Simon scoffs, letting go of könig.

"Go ahead, explain."

Silence fills the room as könig looks away, not having an explanation for everything. Simon chuckles, still pissed.

"Get out."

"What?.."

"Did you not hear me?"

Ghost leans in, pissed.

"Get. Out."

König sighs, he looks at your unconscious body with tears in his eyes, mumbling an apology under his breath before going out of the room.

Ghost sits down beside you, holding your hand oh so lovingly as he wipes his tears and pulls you close for a hug, making sure you're alright.

"I'm here for you"

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A/N

Okay i srs tried my best i gave up because damn this is wayy too cheezy and corny for me bye (end my life) please tell me how to write omfg.

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[harleys1nhawaii]

MAYBE

pairing: dabi/todoroki touya x gn!reader

warnings: mentions of sex, smoking, etc.

wc: 2k+

a/n: its crazy that how many thoughts of him there are in my head yet i can't fucking write anything. there isn't 1 damn day i dont think about him and this should be a mfkng crime. i am SICK AND TIRED i love him more than anything. anyway, enjoy<3

dabi knows somethings wrong. he can't really point out what it is or name the pain, but he knows he's doing something wrong.

or maybe, he's pretending. he is a cruel villain that'd take hundreds' life in a heartbeat with no remorse, set the buildings ablaze with no sign of guilt. he was a bad person who did bad shit, that's for sure. that was who and what he was. he had to be real heartless to have done all of that, hadn't he? he had to be some kind of sociopath who lost the ability to feel ages ago.

then why he felt this way? like he was hurting.

he hated that.

he hated having that agonizingly stinging pain in middle of his chest. like he had been stabbed a thousand times yet still couldn't die. almost as if he couldn't even bring his feet to move to walk. as if he would rather do all the stupid bullshit than feel it.

he was afraid because no matter how he pretended like he didn't care, maybe he really did. he was scared to death for the first time in forever because he knew something was terribly wrong but he didn't know what it was. he was scared because now he was feeling his feelings after claiming himself to be no longer able to do that, and he wasn't used to it in any way. he had no idea how to deal with it.

or maybe, dabi was scared.

dabi was scared to lose you. he wished he didn't feel that. the guilt. the guilt of all the times he had treated you like you were nothing but just a sex partner to him. all the times he acted like he didn't care. all the times he pushed any slight of intimacy away and ignored all his feelings. and all of those times he gave everything in himself to not care about how you felt, about you.

he sighed deeply and closed his eyes shut. where did all of these took him to? other than hurting you, hurting himself. he couldn't bare the idea that he loved. what the fuck did that mean? he had a will to reach, a long path to walk through. he couldn't waste his dear time on pointless romance shit and none of the troubles it brought with itself.

he needed to be sane, as if he hadn't lost it ages ago. but he needed that. he needed his mind. with no one other in it to keep him in the same spot of life for god knows how long.

dabi was angry. no, he was fucking furious.

how could he drop his guard like that? how could he let you get into his heart? you two had promised to be nothing but just sex partners, with no fucking strings attached. this was what it should've been. 2 people that had nothing to do with each other's business and life other than satisfying each other when needed.

then why he wanted more? why couldn't he bare the feeling of guilt everytime he left you all alone? this should've been what was right. he had a life to live, places to be and shits to do. he couldn't be with you all day. and why would he anyway? at the end, he was the careless one. the reckless, the nonchalant vile villain bastard.

he had to be. he knew that if he allowed himself to feel, he couldn't turn back.

then why? why why why why? he wanted to smash his head against the rock he was leaning on. what the fuck was wrong with this? what the fuck was wrong with him? why couldn't he stop thinking about you? why did he want to hug you, why did he want to kiss you so damn bad?

his hands trembled, almost making him drop the cigarette he was holding between his fingers. his jaw clenched in sync with his left hand, making it go into a fist. silent curses came out under his breath, once again, eyes closed shut.

maybe, dabi loved.

dabi loved the way you made him feel. like he was still breathing even while he was holding his breath. like he had a reason to keep going and fight with the heroes harder, knowing he had a place to be after all this distress ended. like he had a reason to wake up and get done his grueling businesses, repeating himself continuously that maybe you two will meet that night.

like he was living.

dabi hated that to the bone. but oh, dabi loved that more than anything. he had tasted how it felt to be alive and now he knew he wanted more. he needed more.

dabi stood up as he threw the almost burnt out cigarette away. this time, he didn't stumble as he walked, nor did he feel his legs giving up on him. this time, he knew where he was going and his chest didn't fill up with the same old worry and pain.

because this time, he knew he needed you with him and he wasn't afraid of it. he needed to be there for you and hold you in his arms like he always wanted to but could never had the boldness in himself to attempt to. he needed to kiss the wounds of yours that he caused to appear and patch them up to never reopen them again.

dabi walked faster, ignored the sounds of honking horns rising from the cars he walked past by, ignored the world.

dabi needed to reach you.

dabi needed you.

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[kindnessisweakness2]

Coco Request from @your-space-brain!! I hope you liked where I went with it and again sorry the wait, I'm so critical of my own work it takes me ages to build up the courage to post🤦‍♀️

(NOT MY GIF!!)

Growing up being Bishops daughter wasn't easy. Most girls loved the thought of it, being so close to the MC. But Bailey Losa hated it. Don't get her wrong she loved the club, it was like one big extended family. But things that were simple to other girls, were never easy for Bailey. While all her friends snuck out to house parties and to meet boys, Bailey Losa stayed well within the protection and watchful eye of her father and his henchmen. If her father had his way she would be walking around covered from her neck to her ankles, never in sight of a horny teenage boy. Almost 20 years old and she still has to keep her door open if she had friends over. But you know what they say about strict parents? They create sneaky rebellious kids.

Coco watched as Bailey made her way around the club house collecting the empty bottles. The Friday night party was starting to get busy as it hit 10pm with More and more people starting to arrive. He couldn't deny she was beautiful. Her long hair pulled back in a messy ponytail, her blue denim shorts hugging her hips and her smile. Her smile was the best thing about her. It'd been a week since he kissed her. 1 fucking week and she had consumed his mind. No one knew about their secret make out session in the small stock room behind the bar. She had been putting away a delivery, slamming the bottles in to place a little too hard after another argument with her father, when Coco walked in. He'd always had a thing for her and up until that day was able to pay careful attention to the OFF LIMITS sign above her pretty head, placed there by her hot head of a father. Coco would be lying if he said he regretted giving into the intrusive thought of pushing her against the shelves, hands twisting in her hair as he captured the soft lips of the Mayans Princess in his own. The mischevious glint in her brown eyes telling him she enjoyed it as much as he did. But that didn't mean he was oblivious to the looming shit storm he would be in the centre of if Bishop found out.

"Coco can you take Bailey home?" Bishops voice broke his thoughts and instantly he felt sick. Bailey groaned loudly from behind the bar. "Dad are you serious right now? It's barely 10.30." The look Bishop threw his daughter instantly told her not to argue. Anger was clear to see on her face as she threw the empty beer bottles on the bar top, not giving a shit if they smashed. Grabbing her bag she stormed past her father without a word. Coco sighed grabbing his keys ready to follow her outside, but Bishop called out to him. "Make sure she's safe brother, shes my world." Not being able to muster words Coco swallowed the lump in his dry throat and nodded. He made his way out towards his bike, a fuming but silent Bailey already having her helmet on.

The ride to the Losa Residence was completely silent. Pulling into the driveway, Coco cut the engine and hopped off his much loved Harley. Bailey raised her eyes at the tall Outlaw as he held his hand out for her. "Law breaking Gentleman, Huh?" She smirked as she let him help her off the Bike. She had liked Coco for a long time, but never in her wildest dreams would she ever have believed he would look at her twice. She knew how much shit he would get in if they got caught, but she would be lying if she didnt admit it made her excited. "Look i know you and your dad disagree on alot, but he cares y'know. Just cut him abit of slack yeah? Your his pride and joy." Coco tried to reason with her, but Bailey rolled her eyes. Standing on her tip toes, her lips brushed his as she looked into his eyes. "I dont want to talk about that. Lets go inside..." She kissed him softly, fingers linking with his. Coco let her lead him to the front door. Pushing her gently against the dark wood, his hands found her waist, lips leaving a trail down her neck. God she was like a drug. She pulled him in, made him feel euphoric. Every gasp that left her mouth was like music to his ears.

Realisation hit him hard when she broke away from him to unlock the door. Fuck what was he doing? He wanted her, there was no doubt in his mind about that. Not for the short term either. She could never be just a fling to him. Fuck no he could get easy pussy at Vicki's any time he wanted. But Bailey? She was all woman. The kind he could imagine siting up late at night talking shit with. Debating the stars, history and what they wanted from life. The kind that would make him want to be a better man. She was too good for him ofcourse, but damn he wanted her. "Wait." Bailey's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as Coco resisted her trying to pull him inside. "Bailey, we...we cant." Hurt flashed instantly in her eyes, and it made him want to throw up. "Do you know how many rules I'm breaking by being here?" Coco pleaded with her. Tried to make her see how much shit this would cause for the both of them. But Bailey just smirked as she wrapped her arms around the worried Mayan.

"Rules? Im a grade A rule breaker baby.They are made to be broken. And havent you heard? Im the Princess, i get what i want. When i want. And right now i want you to take me inside and together we are going to break every rule in the goddamn book."

#coco x reader #coco cruz #mayans imagine #mayans mc imagine #mayans mc #mayans x reader

[shimmerwindow]

I Never Really

Part Seventeen

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: Angst, mentions of violence, brief allusion to suicidal thoughts

Playlist | Masterlist

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You awoke with an uneasy feeling in your chest. Something didn’t feel quite right, though you couldn’t put your finger on what, exactly. Maybe it was the fact that the daily good morning text from Sam you’d gotten used to wasn’t there. He hadn’t even told you when he’d gotten home last night, like he usually did. You were a bit anxious thinking about it, and the feeling only got worse when he wasn’t there to walk you to class.

By the end of the day, you were starting to feel genuinely nervous. You’d texted him a few times, with no response. He didn’t even read the messages. The sun set, and rose the next morning, with still no sign of Sam. Those nerves turned to a knot of pure anxiety in your stomach. You considered going down to his floor and knocking on his door, but decided against it. That seemed to cross some imaginary line in your mind – after all, it's not like you were dating the man. Maybe he’d been hit with a sudden deadline, maybe his phone was broken, maybe maybe maybe.

The sun was starting to set once again when you felt your phone vibrating on the bed next to you. You grabbed at it so quickly you felt a little embarrassed, turning it over to see the screen. An incoming call from Jake. Your stomach dropped through the floor and your palms started to sweat – something must be wrong. Jake hadn't called or texted you for weeks now.

You answered the call. “Hey, what's up?” You struggled to keep your voice from shaking.

“You’re at home, right?” Jake’s voice seemed equally strained.

“Yeah, why? What’s going on?”

“I’m outside. Come downstairs.”

You stumbled out of bed, grabbing your keys and your coat with shaking fingers. “Why? Have you heard from Sam? He hasn’t texted me all day–”

“He’s fine. But we need to talk.”

Butterflies fluttered in your stomach, worries and relief all at once. “I’ll be down in a minute.”

He didn’t even say goodbye before hanging up the phone. You felt incredibly far away from your body as you speed-walked to the elevator, and down to the lobby. His car was out there, idling in the parking lot. You watched the steady plume of steam crawling from the exhaust be whisked away by the wind as your feet crunched over the snow and ice.

You barely had the door closed before he was driving off, down a road you’d been on once before. You knew immediately, he was taking you to the place you’d last been with him. Glancing at him, you noticed a reddish bruise along the curve of his cheekbone. It looked fresh, the spot under his eye still a bit swollen, marred with the same color. You were thoroughly trembling by the time he finally parked the car.

“So!” he began, his voice loud enough to make you jump, though you were already on edge. “Care to tell me what the deal is with you and Sam?”

Your mouth went dry, and you were suddenly dangerously nauseous. “What do you mean?” Your voice wavered.

“Please, for the love of god, don’t play dumb.” He pinched the bridge of his nose, as if you were already giving him a headache.

“We’re–” you swallowed thickly around a lump in your throat. “We’re talking.”

“Seriously?” He narrowed his eyes at you, slinging an arm over the steering wheel and turning his body to face you. “Talking? That’s the narrative you’re going to feed me?”

“I just mean, talking as in, like…” you couldn’t continue. You couldn’t quite place what about this conversation was making you so nervous. Jake seemed to cast some sort of aura, one that could so easily impact your mental state. When he was pissed, you could feel it, even without words. But you didn’t have anything to hide. It hadn’t been a secret, though you and Sam had been rather conservative in front of the family. Out of respect, or to hide it, you weren’t sure.

“As in, you’re fucking, right?” Jake said it as more of a statement than a question.

“Well…yeah.” He’d shown you more than enough times that there was no point in trying to hide anything from him. “But I don’t think that’s–”

“Not my business?” He smiled at you, though there was not a glimpse of humor in that flash of teeth. “As if it wasn’t me and you long before him.”

“Why are you so mad? It's been months since the last time. And–”

“And I wasn’t as important, hm?” He turned his palms up in a half-shrug.

“That's not true.” You lowered your voice, averting your gaze. You didn’t actually know if it was true or not. Jake, at the end of the day, had only been a placeholder. A seat-filler, someone to take the place of the one man you thought you couldn't have. It had meant something, but not all that much.

"So, let me get this straight–"

"Jake," you huffed, interrupting him. "Can you just slow down? What the hell is all this even about?" The pieces were starting to fall into place, although your mind would not allow you to even glimpse at the full picture. "Sorry if you heard me and Sam fucking in his room, or something, but you didn't have to drive me all the way out here to scold me for it."

"Alright, alright." He held his hands up in mock surrender. "Let's start at the top. You were with me, now you're with him."

"I haven't been with either of you."

"Sorry, you were fucking me, now you're fucking him. And I don't appreciate that all too much."

You rasped out a sigh, your stress over Sam boiling over into anger, now. "You don't get to dictate who I choose. That's not how this works. Sam already figured that out, seems like you need the same lesson."

"You're misunderstanding me. It's not that, it's because it's him."

"What do you mean?" You shook your head, already exhausted with this discussion.

“So I was just some springboard to get you closer to Sam, right? Just your launch point to reach him.”

“Jake,” you sighed. “It's not that serious. Plus, I didn’t think what me and you had was all that important to you.”

“And why would you think that?”

“Seems like every time I see you, you've got someone new in tow.” You were struggling to contain your anger at this point. “Don’t try to tell me I was anything different than your flavor of the week.”

“It was important, though. And you were the only one…” the anger in his voice faltered a bit. “You were the only one for a while. Until I figured you’d gotten bored.”

“You’re making quite the fuss over a whole two nights, Jake.”

“Two of the best nights of my life, actually.”

It felt like a line he'd said to many girls before you. “Either way, it was twice,” you sighed. “Let it go.”

“We're losing the point here,” he said. “I told you I wouldn’t play a part in some jealousy game. And you played me regardless.”

“Jake, I didn’t–”

“It was all just to piss him off, wasn’t it?” His jaw was set, and his teeth bit at the inside of his cheek between sentences. You’d never seen him angry like this. “I don’t appreciate being played like some chess piece in your feud with him. Even if it ended well for you.”

“Please, just listen to me! It wasn’t like that, okay?” You were growing exasperated. “Maybe I had some ulterior motives, but if I did, it wasn’t on purpose. I wouldn’t have fucked you at all if…” you trailed off, stopping yourself before you could finish. You’d just dug yourself another hole.

“If you’d thought you had a chance with him? So I was just the backup? Next best thing?” He shook his head, his eyes looking out at the snow-covered overlook.

“As if I didn’t just happen to be the one easy girl in the room at that Halloween party.”

“You might think I’m just some kind of…womanizer, or something, but you’ve got me all wrong, angel. I liked you. I really liked you. Despite my better judgment, I still do. For you, not for the way you look, like you seem to think.”

“But you didn’t love me.”

"Does Sam love you?"

That question was one you hadn't expected to hear from his lips. You were certain of the answer, despite never having heard it directly from Sam. Every one of his actions was drenched in his love for you. "Of course he does." You said it with complete conviction.

He paused, turning his gaze back to you and letting his hands fall into his lap. “And what if I did too?���

You could feel the magnitude of those words shake through you like an earthquake. He didn’t. He doesn’t. “But you don’t.”

“Love is a strong word,” he sighed. “My feelings for you wouldn’t be correctly described with a word of such weight. But it was certainly more than just thinking you’re hot. Which is why I’m not pleased you made me a victim of your game.”

“Well, I don’t know what to tell you.” It felt like he was talking you in circles, with no clear goal to his lecturing. “I'm sorry. I fucked up. I shouldn’t have slept with you when I knew how complicated the situation was, and when I knew Sam was the one I wanted the most. I just didn’t think it would end this way.”

“Neither did I.”

“Can we just…forget this? Leave it in the past? And can you please just keep it to yourself?”

“That's the other thing we need to talk about. Too late for that."

Those last four words made you feel like you’d just stepped off a cliff. Your body went numb, your ears ringing yet the world going eerily silent. “What?”

“He knows.”

You opened your mouth, finding the words caught in your throat for a moment. He stared at you in silence, waiting patiently. “No he doesn't,” you said softly.

“I told him.”

You had to fight the urge to reach across the center console and claw his eyes out. After all that talk of how much he liked you, he was more than willing to fuck up the once nice thing you'd ever had in your life. “Jake.” You drew in a shaky breath, trying to keep a level head as rage threatened to overtake you completely. “Why would you tell him? What did you say?” A part of you prayed he was lying, just trying to gauge your reaction as some kind of sick test.

“I wanted him to back off. I'll be honest, I didn’t realize it was so serious between the two of you. I thought he was trying to steal you.”

“Steal me?!” You screamed it at him, finally snapping. “When you– as if I even– god, what the fuck is wrong with you?!”

With every word, his eyes widened a bit, and he shrunk further against his side of the car. “Maybe if you’d told me he was the one you actually wanted, I would’ve never–”

“Was it not fucking obvious?” You ran your fingers through your hair, pulling at the roots, your bottom lip starting to quiver.

“Not to me!” He bit back. “Not to anyone else but the two of you!”

“And that’s why I haven't seen or heard from him for the past two days, right? Right, Jake?”

He shrugged. “Probably.”

“I hope you’re happy.” You jabbed a finger at him, inches away from his face. “I hope this is everything you were hoping for.” Tears welled up in your eyes, and you didn’t bother even attempting to choke them back.

“You’re the one who decided to hook up with me,” he said, gently pushing your hand away from him. “Were you just planning on hiding it forever?”

“I was going to tell him on my own time,” you hissed. “I wanted to be delicate about it. I’m guessing you just screamed it in his face like an insult.”

“Not quite.”

“Did he give you that?” You pointed to the bruise along his cheekbone. “Did he beat the shit out of you for me?”

“Would it make you feel better if he did?”

“I fucking hate that, you know. When you answer my questions with a question.”

“To be honest with you, angel, I don’t really care.” There was a bitter edge to his words now.

“I hate you.” When it left your mouth, you expected to regret it, but you didn’t. Not even a little bit. In this moment, you meant it.

“Good. I deserve it.”

"When did you tell him? What did you say?"

"A couple days ago. Just asked him to back off, and he snapped on me."

You didn’t want to hear another word, your tolerance for him already past its breaking point. You flipped up the hood on your coat, hooking your fingers around the door handle.

"Hey now, hold on–” He reached for you as you made your way out of the car, trudging away from him through the snow. He got out after you, calling your name. “You can’t walk from here!” He shouted at you. “It’s too cold out! You’ll freeze to death!”

“I don’t care!” You called back, not slowing down even as the bitterly cold air whipped against your skin. It was brutal, but you figured you could make it. You heard his car door close behind you, and you kept walking. At this point, you really didn't care.

The mental numbness wore off within a few steps, and it all crashed down on you piece by piece, as if you were slowly being buried by an avalanche. He had ruined everything for you. You felt so fucking stupid, thinking you'd had something worth keeping with this group of brothers. You looked to the horizon, to the dark swell of the road and the mounds of snow pushed aside by the plows. You probably couldn't make it, but you didn't care. With any luck, the snow and wind would swallow you up, and you would cease to exist on this planet anymore. Maybe that would be for the better – none of this would hurt you if you'd never been born at all.

His car started up, and his tires crunched across the snow towards you. You wouldn’t look at him when he slowed to your walking pace and rolled his window down.

“Get in the damn car.”

“No.” You still wouldn't look at him, feeling like a defiant child.

“It’s at least five miles back home. You’re not walking all that way. Get in.”

You knew you couldn’t make it back. But some part of you was too prideful, too ashamed of your own mistakes, too hell-bent on disappearing into the snow to never return, to get back in his car. Even as the wind battered every inch of exposed skin, your fingers nearly numb, you didn’t care. You figured you deserved this, for putting this family through such hell.

He called your name again, more stern this time, in a tone that actually made you stop. “You’re bleeding, by the way. Get in.”

You hadn’t realized, in all your anger, you'd been digging your nails far too hard into your palm, scratching at the half-healed scab there. A single droplet of blood ran down to your fingertip, and you watched it land in the snow, spreading out along the ice beneath. Your tears were nearly frozen to your cheeks when you finally looked at him. It was a look of agony that he gave you, more expression on that face than you’d ever seen before. And it hit you that he didn’t want this, either. Both of you had been trapped. Caught in a place you didn’t want to be in, stuck between two hells. Whichever path both of you had decided to take, it wouldn’t have ended well.

Considering the severity of the bruise blossomed along Jake’s cheek, Sam likely wouldn’t have taken the news well, even if it was from your mouth. Sure, it would have been a more peaceful resolution than flying fists, but you doubted he would be able to forgive you. It was a mistake, a slip-up you should have never made, but it broke many fundamental rules these men seemed to live by. You hadn't really been able to comprehend it at the time – the weight of fucking your crush’s older brother. Put so simply, it seemed like an awful thing for you to choose to do.

“I didn’t want this,” Jake said, his voice wavering. “I didn’t want to hurt you. I’m sorry.”

“Why can’t I just be happy?” You asked, to nobody in particular. “Is this really what I deserve?”

“No. I'm…not happy about any of this, either. But I don’t want you to be damn near killing yourself over it.”

You couldn't think of anything more to say, falling silent as your chest heaved with labored sobs. You stood motionless as you heard his door open and close, and his footsteps on the snow in front of you. The toes of his shoes appeared in your gaze.

“I can’t fix this for you. But I can make it a little easier.”

“How?” You asked, the word exploding from your chest in a gasp.

“I don’t know yet.”

His hand settled on your shoulder, and you felt no need to push him away. He’d fucked up, but in the end, he was right. You were the one who’d decided to sleep with him. You couldn’t blame him for the outcome of your own bad decisions. You couldn’t have possibly expected all of these lies and secrets to hold themselves together forever.

Without thinking, you fell against him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and burying your face into his neck, reveling for just a moment in that familiar scent of vanilla. Sobs wracked your body as you hung off of him, wetting his jacket with a torrent of tears. He said nothing more, only holding you gently and allowing you all the time in the world to cry.

“I don’t hate you,” you choked out between gulps of frigid air.

“I know.”

#i'm so sorry #greta van fic #greta van fleet fanfiction #greta van fleet fic #gvf fanfiction #gvf fic #inr #i never really #jake kiska fic #jake kiszka x y/n #gvf jake #jake kiszka fic #forbidden twins #forbidden twin fic #jake kiskza x reader #jake kiszka fanfiction #sam kiszka x reader #sam kiszka fanfiction #sam kiszka fic #sam kiszka x y/n #greta van fleet sam #greta van fleet jake #greta van fleet fanfic #greta van fleet fan fiction #greta van fleet #jake gvf #jake kiszka #gvf sam #sam kiszka fanfic #sam kiszka

[rinbowaman]

S E 7 E N : M A M M O N P A R T T H R 3 E

M A S T E R L I S T

Warnings: Just lots of fluff, mentions of bodies being mutiliated, torn, shredded, turned into statues, enveloped by metals, people getting smacked, (they had it coming) and i think that's it really.

“Oh…okay.”  You responded.

He slightly pulls back and smirks down at you.  “Do you mind if I call you ‘kitten’….y/n?”

You glanced up slightly wide eyed as he already knew your name, though that is to be expected since he probably gathered information about you from his elder brothers.  

“N-no..i dont mind…that’s fine. Thank you.”  

Youre not sure why you thanked him, perhaps it was because you felt slightly nervous by the overwhelming level of attractiveness he eluded, much like his older brothers, as he stood right before you, stroking your arms, caressing your waist, all the while he helped you into your raincoat.

Yet the moment that you did issue your gratitude, he smiled widely as he cupped your cheeks.  

“So polite! You really are a good girl. You are going to fit in just nicely with us.”

Rubbing the tip of his nose against yours, which you had already deemed as a habit of his, much like Jay’s habit of kissing your forehead, and Helel’s habit of….well…Helel had displayed many habits, and yet he spent the least amount of time with him than you did with Jay and soon to be Jungwon since they seemed to be latched on to you for a full day’s worth, before rotating out to the next brother.  

“Come on, hold my hand.” He lifts his hand, palm facing up to the sky as he issues you to grab hold.  The moment you placed yours within his grasp, you felt that similar sensation of warmth in his skin, much like Jay’s and Helel’s.  

Leading you out of the apartment complex, he casually walked as he maintained a firm but gentle hold on your hand. Occasionally, his fingertips would tap against the backside of your hand, but the moment he felt your fingers shift around, he paused and looked back at you as you were trailing behind him.  

“Something wrong?” he asks. 

“Mmm..no…why?” you raised a brow.  

He smiles as he looks down at your hand within his own.  

“You keep moving your fingers, are you nervous about something?” 

“Uh…no…I’m sorry…it was just that….your rings…they kind of hurt.” 

Noting that the jewelry pieces were pinching against the skin of your knuckles, he looks at you and gasped with a look of shock.

 “Oh damn… I forgot I had these on, I’m sorry.”

Releasing your hand just for a moment, he takes off each ring and throws them carelessly away into the street, which earned a shocked gasp from you as the pieces looked to be priceless, some even historical.  

“Your rings! They looked precious, why throw them out like that?” you exclaimed.  

“No worries, I have tons of these at home. Besides, I don’t care for anything that’s going to hurt you.” he kept his gaze on his hand as he removes the last ring.  

“There!” he displays his bare hand before you as he waves each finger. “No more rings.”

Presenting his hand to you once more, you grab hold as he takes it, strokes it and kisses it before looking back at you with a closed mouth smirk, displaying his dimples at you.  His other hand reaches up, as he delicately moves the front pieces of your hair over to the side.

 “Has Heeseung seen you with your hair down?” 

“umm…not really…I had it…partially clipped up…”  

“ooooh...” he calmly issues out as he shifts his gaze all around your face, studying your features while he continues to run his fingertips through your hair.

“Well, when you see him again, you should keep your hair down…you look veeeeeery pretty.”  

Gently tapping the tip of your nose, which was a common display of affection that all three brothers had displayed thus far, he winks at you.  

“Come, lets go.” He whispers out.  

A grocery store nearby flashed an ‘open’ sign, noticing it, he exclaims “Ah! Good, lets go inside here and get us some cat food.”  

Upon entering, you both had received harsh looks from the random shoppers as they took note of his Gothic attire, and your body adorned all in black, which was rarely seen, even by the cult members. Thank God you had on your raincoat, which reached down to your knees as your dress was too form fitting and made you looked sensual, it also was well above your knees in length, showing a lot of skin on your legs, not to mention the subtle display of cleavage.

 Your nervousness must have been hinted by a small tremble as Jungwon took notice and looked back at you, before looking ahead and glaring at the shoppers.  Noticing one woman, who bore the ring of the cult, signifying that she was a member, yet she didn’t appear to be a high official, was staring at both you and Jungwon, yet her gaze at you was firing with rage and disgust as she tsk’d her lips upon eyeing you up and down.

She didn’t look to be much older than you, fact, she could have been perhaps a couple years younger, or maybe the same age, yet she had eluded a sense of authority as she gazed at you with a look as if you didn’t know any better, like you were some child compared to her.  

You broke eye contact as you tried to pay no mind towards her, and looked over at Jungwon, he took notice of the woman, but seeing you trying your best to move forward, he followed suit and did the same.  

The moment he walked you through the produce area, and continued to lead you towards the pet aisle, you felt a hand snag your free arm, turning you harshly.  You gasp as you felt the pinch in your arm, turning around you saw the woman staring at you with a look of disgust.

 “Whore! You need to leave and change your filthy clothes! You should be ashamed, I’m telling the higher members of Voia Domnului, and when I do, they’re going to find you and whip you for your abrasive offense! How dare you walk around in all black?! It's against the Senator's rules!”  

You didn’t have a chance to respond as you felt Jugnwon’s grasp on your hand pull you back towards him, and around his backside. His hand remained on you as he walked forward to the woman, his arm extending back as he stretched it to ensure he still touched you, before finally casually letting you go and having it swing over to his side. His other hand had remained in his pocket.  

He walks up until he was merely inches away from the woman, maintaining his gaze on the ground. The woman was either naturally abrasive or too brazen for her own good, as she didn’t take the hint of his unforgiving presence and kept spatting out insults.  

“You should also be ashamed! You offend God and his faithful followers with your atrocious attire and that offensive hairstyle! How dare you!?” she nearly screams as she points a finger towards him.

 His eyes remained on the ground, yet the moment she had a pause from her lashing out, Jungwon, while remaining silent, takes his hand from his pocket. Unlike his right hand, where he removed all the rings from earlier, he left the pearl set on as he lifts it, displaying the glistening shine of each pearl, and within in a flash, strikes the woman across the face. It was hard, the sound wasn’t even a smack of a traditional slap, it sounded more like a loud pop, like a bursting balloon.  

The woman was struck so hard, she collapsed down to the side and fell flat against her hip. Cupping her cheek, she looks up with rage in her teary eyes as she grits her teeth and stands back up, about to lash out more insults. Yet the moment she propped herself on both feet and was within reach, Jungwon strikes her again.  

Without saying a word, he merely continued, not twice, not three times, not even four, it was five or six strikes before he sensed that the woman was going to stop. For each time she stood up, lashing out or crying hysterically with anger, he struck her again and again, all the while just calmly standing waiting for her to stand back up or stay low.  

Finally, when she remained laying on the tile floor, sobbing quietly as she cupped her blistering cheek, painfully red from his hits, she doesn’t look at him, instead, she continues to look down on the ground.  

Tucking his hand back in his pocket, so casually and smoothly, he gives off a half smirk as he glares down at the woman below him. She finally decides to turn her face subtly to look at him, with a look of fear on her face as she now realized that her screams and series of threats from the cult, had no effect on him.  

Looking at him with tears in her eyes, he scoffs out. “You are an offense to God…all of you.”  

Taking his hand out of his pocket, he crouches down into a low squat as he rests each forearm against his thighs, leaving his hands to dangle in between his legs.  Reaching up, he takes a piece of hair and moves it aside as it remained plastered onto her tear-stricken face.

Keeping the strands in between his fingertips, he looks at the woman and widens his eyes, while whispering out with just a slight bit of his voice peering out.  “I don’t know who you people think you are…nor do I care….” With a slight bit of smoke emerging from his fingers, the pieces of the woman’s hair burn off as he catches the detached strands in his palm, still slightly smokey at the bit that was burned through. 

Taking the burnt off piece, he brings it in front of his face as he eyeballs it, observing it as if he was studying each strand at close inspection. Keeping his eyes on the small pinch of hair he had in his grip, he continues to speak, although this time it was less of a whisper, his higher pitched voice turned low, matching the baritone pitch that of his elder brothers.  

“But the next time….you approach me…or her….” he pauses as he shifts his gaze over to the woman, staring at her with a stabbing glare, he finishes his warning. “I’ll burn more than just your hair off.”  

Glaring straight into her soul, he takes the strands and, while dangling it over her face, he rubs his fingertips together to shift each strand, letting them fall loosely, piece by piece atop her nose and eyes as she whimpers out in fear, recognizing that he was not at all normal. The side of her cheek that was struck, had fire-red streaks from the metal of his rings, smearing across from each strike he issued out to her.  

“Mmkay?” he cheerfully perks up as he displays a closed mouth smirk, his dimples once again flaring as he tilts his head slightly to the woman, in which she hysterically nods and dips her head low.

 His grin slowly disappears as he goes back to glaring at the woman with disgust while he stands and straightens his form. His shoulders looked even broader as he conducted a minor stretch and turns back around to face you.  

With a soft smile, the slight bit of his dimples greeting you, he walks over and reaches out with both hands, motioning for you to grab onto both, which you did.  

“You okay kitten? She didn’t hurt your feeling’s did she?” he moves away some pieces of your hair as he takes a piece and rubs it in between his fingers, admiring the glossy shine and the color in between you both.  

“So pretty….you’re a pretty kitten.” He tenderly smirks out as he kept his gaze on the piece of hair that he had delicately resting on his fingers.  Leaning in, he nuzzles the tip of his nose against yours, and in his traditional fashion, rubs it from left to right once more.  

“Kitten, kitten…..pretty kitten.” With a small peck on your lips, he pulls slightly back and looks at you.  

“Lets go, hmm?”  You nod as he once again, takes you by the hand in strong hold style, just like Jay would do, and leads you through the aisle.  

“Leeeets seeeee…hmmm….” Squatting down, he looks at the variety of cat food on display.  

You observed him for a moment and then asked, trying to help him with the decision of which cat food to get.  

“Do you…..remember if the cats looked malnourished or if their fur was a bit course?”  

He peeks up at you, wide eyed. “mmm…sort of, why?”  

“Well…if they were skinny and malnourished, we should get food that has more protein to help boost them to a healthy weight. If their fur was course, then there’s food to help with any skin and hair problems they would have and help aid the lack of nutrients. I’m assuming they’re strays and don’t get to eat well enough…” you softly explained.  

Raising his brows at you while he remained squatted, he props an elbow on his thigh and rests his chin on his palm.  

“You’re so right……so smart….and so thoughtful….you’re so perfect, you know that?” grinning and bearing a slight bit of teeth, his eyes narrow as he issues his tender and sincere smile at you.  

“We’re going to have so much fun with my cats when you come home. I can’t wait to introduce you to them.” He remarks as he continues to look at you.  

You nodded and smiled back as you shift your gaze on the ground.

“yeah…I cant wait to meet them.” You state back softly, really hoping that this wasn’t at all a trick and that your unavoidable death was going to be through them, and not the angels or members of Voia Domnului.  

Picking out a large bag, he picks it up and swings it over his shoulder with ease. Reaching over with his other hand, he loops it around your lower back and grips you by your waist.  

“Come on, lets go.”  He walks you by his side, the moment you reached the cash registers, you reach into grab your small wallet inside your coat pocket. When Jungwon issues out softly, “No it’s fine. Don’t worry about that.”  

Looking up at him slightly confused, you watched as the cashier looks with fearful eyes after witnessing Jungwon’s intimidating sense of authority as he continues to walk pass the register, the moment you both were parallel to the cashier, he pauses the steps, releasing the grip he had around your waist, he presents you with his hand.  

“See the one on the pinky?” he asks you with a soft tone.

You nod as he was referring to a small ring that he had on said finger.

 “Will you take it off for me?” he asks tenderly.

You nodded once more as you take his hand in both of yours, his fingers gently stroking and rubbing against yours as you delicately maneuvered around and removed his pinky ring and place it inside his palm.  

“Thank you.” he tenderly remarks as he looks down at you with a soft and sincere look of affection in his eyes.  Shifting his view to the cashier, with the manager closely behind, both men silent and wide eyed with fear, as they didn’t want to provoke the seemingly younger man.

Eyeballing the cashier, Jungwon tosses the ring over to him, “here.”

Flicking it over, the cashier boy stumbled upon catching it with both hands and admired the vintage piece.  

“Trust me, that’s worth more than what you can imagine, so don’t be an idiot about it. Use it and spend it wisely.” Jungwon casually issues out to the young boy before re-gripping your waist, pulling you in as the crinkle of the cat food over his shoulder could be heard over his breath.  

“Come on…pretty kitten.” With a kiss on top of your head, he sniffs your hair and gently leads you away and exits the store.

P A R T F O 4 R

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[melodrangea]

hi! Thank you so much for this oppurtonity to request! I am so glad the soul eater fandom is still alive after all these years!

Anyways can i request medusa x s/o who is her soul mate? (S/o is also a witch)

But in the end they didn't work out (for obvious reasons). And they are missed each other despite everything. I am not sure if you do angst but if you dont then thats ok just SFW headcanons pls. :) once again thank you very much.

of course anon! I actually started this blog because my favorite soul eater blog was deleted

figured someone had to keep it going, I'm so glad you're enjoying so far!

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Medusa x Witch! Soulmate

-let me get this out of the way

-you guys AREN'T healthy; at all

-but that's what made you so drawn to her

-you were being attacked by a meister/weapon pair and losing

-as you were close to being killed you felt blood splatter on your face, you looked up and saw an arrow protruding through the meister's chest, their weapon (not headless) next to them

-you looked up and saw with Medusa, her menacing aura was terrifying, yet you still managed to notice the small mark on your wrist disappear; a sign that your soulmate had been found

-Medusa looked at you with cold eyes and you just sat staring in fear

"my this is interesting, seems you're to be mine"

-and she took the word mine very seriously, you never had a choice really, waking up one morning in a locked room, you were now her lover; her prisoner, there was no say in it other than it happened

-your magic was far weaker than hers so you couldn't fight back, and you wouldn't die young like human, you were stuck

-you were only let out when she felt like it, often to clear her victim's blood off of her by taking a shower with her

-or for her to test new spells on you, seeing if you had the strength to fight back

-Medusa wasn't very talkative, but when she was, it was very condescending, reminding you that you were made for her and her alone

-the day she turned herself into the DWMA was the first day in a long time you had seen actual sunlight

-it scared you, burning your skin to even think about going beyond the confines of your prisoner; your home

-you had the chance to run away but you couldn't, so when Medusa found you weeks later, you didn't protest. following through on her orders without protest

-Eruka tried to convince you to leave but you just couldn't, after all you and Medusa were written in the stars, how could a fate like that be wrong?

-when you saw Medusa even in her child body she was terrifying as ever, all she did was give you orders, find Crona and make him fall in line

-she didn't love you, she never did, she didn't even like you in particular

-when Medusa's soul was obliterated, witches made a treaty with the DWMA

-you were free, to do whatever you please, where ever and whoever

-so why did you find yourself sitting in the same dark padded white room, waiting for her to open in and pull you to her, to feel her snakes wrap around you?

-an unshackled prisoner after so long finds himself longing for his confines after all

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just a reminder my dears situations like this are not love, if you have to be isolated to feel love for someone, it isn't real

I hope you enjoyed anon and continue to enjoy and request!

-Melodrangea <3

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[princessconsuela120]

the fall match up is pretty cool :33

but for me can it be southpark ty 🤗

zodiac: scorpio

personality: childish, dirty minded, quiet

Details: can't take anything seriously, horrible at emotions 🤷🏾‍♀️ loves music and gets no sleep whatsoever

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🍂 - Fall Matchup: Send in a few details about yourself, looks wise, personality wise, zodiac sign, hobbies and so on, and if you want add a preferred fandom as well. I will match you up with someone from my fic list and write a short Drabble to go with it!

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Ask and you shall receive! Sorry this took so long, I hope it does you justice! I’m all for the opposites attract trope, and based off your description I think this would be perfect. I feel like this would be a sarcastic witty duo that would play out PERFECTLY. I hope you enjoy!

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3AM IN THE MORNING, THAT WAS THE CURRENT TIME. Not that you were keeping track or anything, or that you've gotten to the point where each star sticker on your ceiling was another second you would count, but you had come to the realization that morning would be here soon. You weren't even sure if you could call it morning…wouldn't you need sleep for that?

You contemplated calling Kyle, maybe a total of ten different times that you picked up the phone before setting it back down and accepting the defeat. It was sort of crazy, the way your relationship worked. Almost polar opposites to a tee, minus the fact that you loved each other. Kyle was the type of boy who had a whole nighttime routine, and never missed his 10:00 bedtime that he administered himself. You however, tended to ignore the rules of science and see how long your brain could function on no sleep, being solely fueled by Tweek’s parents coffee.

Now, you knew you weren't sure if your dreariness was making this up, but you could have sworn you could hear the creaking of the old wooden floors outside your door. It must have just been your sleep paralysis demon coming to let you know school was upon you.

“Go away Phill, I'm not in the mood.” You yelled towards the door, Phill being what you named said sleep paralysis demon. You two had had far too many encounters to keep referring to it as a demon.

“Dang, not only did you get my name wrong but you told me to leave before you even tried the cup of tea I made you.” Kyle whispered, quietly pulling the door closed behind him to not disturb your parents. You quickly sat up from your bed, smiling widely at the ginger haired boy in front of you as you rushed to hug him.

“Careful, you dont wanna spill this, it's hot.” He teased, pulling away as he placed a soft kiss on your forehead.

“What are you doing here? It's three in the morning?”  You asked, following as Kyle pulled you gently to sit next to him on your bed, handing you the mug of sleepytime tea he had brewed for you and taking a sip.

“Well, you know what they say, you can't fall asleep if someones thinking about you.” You looked at him confused.

“No, I didn't know they said that…who says that?” He shook his head, chuckling lightly at your cluelessness as he squeezed your hands.

“You know what? It doesn't matter. What does matter is that I am here, and we still have 4 more hours til you need to wake up for school.” he lectured, snuggling into bed as you finished off the tea, cuddling up to his side.

“Its-” you were cut off as you yawned, snuggling your head in the crook of his neck. “It's no use, I'm not tired.” you grumbled, slurring your words as you suddenly felt sleep wash over you the second Kyle began combing his fingers through your hair. He smirked, raising an eyebrow as he kissed your head.

“Oh yeah?” he asked cockily, and you barely could answer with the immediate sleepiness you felt.

“Hmm.” you replied, burying your face into his chest as you soon began to let out soft snores. Kyle chuckled lightly, careful not to disturb you as you slept.

“Not tired huh?” he mumbled teasingly, kissing your head before letting himself drift off to sleep with you. 

Okay, now maybe there were some instances where you could sleep. Instances where the child inside you felt safe and warm. Instances where your heart felt so full, you had to sleep off the weight it held in your chest. Instances where you couldn't help but be so in love, that you needed to fall asleep just so you could dream about Kyle. Especially when he played with your hair. The next morning you'd wake up and swear he put sleeping pills in your tea, but deep down you knew. You knew that the child inside you felt safe enough to fall asleep in his arms.

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#kyle broflovski x reader #south park x reader #kyle broflovski #kyle brovlofski imagine #princessconsuelasfallfestevent2023

[svatleena-delvera]

If only

Warnings: PURE angst, no smut but theres a bit spicy:D

🍓as always i don't know much English so if something is wrong correct me 🍓

I woke up to see the tall blonde girl laying next to me and mostly naked i began to think what happened last night

'there were celebrating of who knows what,i celebrated with the other eldians until the tall blonde offered me a drink we chat for a while just some stuff about the eldians. I couldn't count how many drink that was until I pass out. My sight came back to see her kissing my neck i want her to stop but all the stress coming out of you, you were zone out by the pleasure, I don't know what's happening but my body moves it self to unbutton her shirt

"desperate huh?"

All i could remember that time was she unbuckle my belt and kissed my lips we were making out till i felt her hands on my underwear playing with my clit

I hung in her shoulder and kept kissing her'

Thats all i remember, i stare into her closed eyes till they flatter open i jump up the bed and pick up my things

She didn't care, she just sat down there getting a cigarette

"I'm sorry"

Is all i could say i looked at her just sitting there looking outside the window ' alright lets do the pretend-nothing-happen ' But i couldn't pretend, i admire her so much

As i got outside the room my neck was very itchy so i keep clearing my throat

I was just ordered by the commander to sign all the paperwork

Then i was just walking till i felt someone then pin me to the wall and start to make out that's where it started to happen

we've been hooking up for the past weeks till the itch in my throat got worse

That day past and still my throat feels itchy the others told me that maybe it just needs some water but it isn't working

Other day past still the same i should've been in the front commanding the cadets but hange told me that she will take over

Its been weeks since my throat feels itchy, i was with the other crew till i saw yelena not only my throat feels more itchy but now i was coughing

The other crew ask if i was ok, i simply nod and looked at the tall woman again i cough again

I excuse myself, then when i was in the bathroom sink i remove my hands and saw a petal

I was confused that time and just don't care maybe some flowers flew on my mouth thats why i cough

I didn't care until i felt so weak in the past few days the others told me to go and see a doctor

But i just told them maybe its Just a simple cold

But it didn't stop there more petals are falling in my mouth now i realized it was no cold

I couldn't walk much but i go to a doctor that i pretty much know

I couldn't walk much but i go to a doctor that pretty much know

She didn't even know whats happening nor whats this dieses she told me that i just go home get rest and drink water because she couldn't give me any medicine since I don't have any syntoms of a cold

When i went to my room i drank i water as she said but while i was i feel like I was drowning so i spat the water out of my mouth I breath heavy and now i was coughing again i kneel down because i feel weak when i remove my hands there were petals but bloodie

My eyes were widen not only there were petals but there were blood

I woke up to see myself in the bed but i dont remember passing out here mostly when theres a blanket

In the side of my eye i saw her

Oh no..

I sat down and cough petals again she pated my back when she gave me a water i decline remember last night

When i stop coughing for a sec I ask her

"how'd you get here?"

"i saw your door open and saw you laying down in the floor, what happened?"

It feels kinda acward since we hooked up many times and pretend nothing happened when i was about to open my mouth and tell her my situation the door busted open

"(YOUR NAME) I FOUND THE-"

It was hange holding a book

She cleared her throat and ask for the woman to give them space

Yelena nodded and got out of the room

"(your name) i found the cure for your dieses"

I she caught my attention there ' finally I'm ending this suffering'

"it says here on the book its a disease in which the victim coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love. It ends when the beloved returns their feelings (romantic love only; strong friendship is not enough), or the victim dies. It can be cured through surgical removal, but when the infection is removed, the victim's romantic feelings for their love also disappear". (got this from Google:D)

"a one sided-love.." you mutter then you pictured her face you remember only her face

You thank hange and began to think what to do

The next day I ran past yelena and of course we chatted and i was so desperate to ask her about that night

"hey yelena i know this is weird and all but i want to ask about that night we-"

You were even finish she hush you and said

"past is past forget about that"

What... You became silent

'if only i know what she meant this wouldn't happen'

I began distance from her until i decide to get a surgery now i felt no longer to breathe so i ask hange if she can

She nodded

When the surgery is done i couldn't remember a thing she only said that you have a cold and now you can go out

Its been a few weeks since that day yelena approach you and ask

"hey I'm sorry i talk to you like that but i want to talk about that night.."

"what night?"

'if only you didn't misunderstand her actions '

"you know that night we hooked up"

I was so confused at her words so i just laughed it off

"i didn't know you had this kind of humor yelena"

"(your name) this isn't a joke"

You became extremely uncomfortable so when you were about to leave she pulled you

"seriously this is what you pay me after everything ive done?!"

"yelena i don't know what the fuck your talking about!"

'if only you knew she would return your feelings'

Then someone at the back stop the both of you it was hange (wait how many times hange came 🤸🏻?) She said you can go

Its been a month You both distance from there till you got the news that yelena is dead

You saw her corpse you looked at her then her hands..(your fav flower)on her hands then you remember that you have this same experience and that you have feelings for her

Those feelings came again..you began to cough again you stayed in the room till i suffer from the diese

'if only i knew'

Wew that's interesting well thank you for reading 🤸🏻

If your interested you can request or read more of my story:)

#yelena x reader aot #yelena aot #angst #hanahaki #aot x reader #attack on titan #yelena angst #Spotify #yelena smut #smut

[albenyx]

Can you do yandere platonic ayato x child reader (or normal reader if you dont want to do child reader)

"As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you"

yandere!Ayato with child reader (Platonic)

warning: yandere themes, not proofread, grammatical errors(?) mentions of abuse & blood

note: hi anon!<3 disclaimers i suck at this so ty for the rqst bc im actually practicing how to write yandere themes!! im not sure if you wanted a fic or hcs but I did hcs with a bit of content? (idk what people call it ok😔)

summary: don't worry, big brother ayato got you.

Yandere!Ayato who took you in when he found you lost in Chinju Forest, injured and all alone. He felt an urge to protect you when he glanced at you, you looked so lost, so lonely, so sweet he couldn't help but gently carry you as the guards who accompanied him insisted on carrying you to which he glared coldly at. No one can hold you close but him, no one will ever lay their hands on you ever again he promises you that.

Yandere!Ayato who felt his chest warm up at the sight of you nuzzling your head into his chest comfortably as he walks back to the estate.

Yandere!Ayato who refuses to let anyone touch you while unconscious unless necessary, eyeing their family doctor intensely as they check up on your wounds.

Yandere!Ayato who smiles at the sight of you waking up, frowning at the sight of you tensing up when you realize who you're with, reassuring you softly he doesn't mean any harm

"Are you alright, my dear?" He softly asks, making sure to not come close not unless you allow him to, you nod your head cautiously as you look around the room.

"I.." You pause, hesitantly looking at him as if waiting for a sign that you are allowed to talk, Ayato narrows his eyes at this observation but quickly gives you a sweet smile nodding his head for you to continue "I'm.. sorry, Lord Ayato Kamisato I didn't mean to cause any trouble! I was just hiding.. I'm sorry I didn't mean to get in your property!" You start to tear up as you mutter apologies to the yashiro commissioner

He frowns at this, shushing you as he slowly inches towards you, patting your head he notices you flinch at the action before slowly relaxing, smiling once he realizes you're slowly leaning on him

Yandere!Ayato who plans on making sure you don't trust anyone else but him,

"My dear are you sure this is safe? You know people nowadays tend to attempt to assassinate us Kamisatos hm?" Dw he's just making sure you don't experience what his sister experiences&lt;3

Yandere!Ayato who wants you to look at him as a brother figure! Wanting you to make sure with him by your side you will be safe!

Yandere!Ayato who spoils you with gifts, things you ask him so that you will lean onto him more and only him&lt;3

Yandere!Ayato who cares deeply for you as he sees you as another little sister of his! Making sure you don't go out with just one guard but a lot or sometimes not going out at all, only asking you what would you like! He's only doing this to keep you safe from potential harm!

Yandere!Ayato who had investigated your past, using his connections to track your abuser, he can't let them think they can get away after causing you so much trauma>:(

Yandere!Ayato who came home late after he dealt with your abuser himself, checking on you as he smiles seeing you sleep peacefully before heading to his own chamber, his clothes tainted with blood as he strips them off, instructing the maid who was awake to burn it

Yandere!Ayato who rushes to your room to comfort you when you have nightmares, dropping his paperwork as soon as he hears the news you had woken up with tears in your eyes

Ayato had open your door with little care, he can't just let you cry all alone! That's something he doesn't want you experiencing ever again&lt;3

"What's wrong dear?" He softly asks, walking slowly towards you making sure you're aware he's there before he initiates contact, you sniffle as you look up to him, glossy eyes staring at him desperately as you make grabby hands and of course who is he to deny you?

Ayato is quick to hug you, patting your head gently while his other hand rubs you back soothingly, nodding and humming to make you know that he's there and he's listening to you as you ramble on about your nightmare

Yandere!Ayato who stays with you till you fall asleep, gently laying you down as he gets his paperwork and a table, opting to work in your room in case you wake up from another nightmare!

Yandere!Ayato who only wants you to trust him and only him! But not minding at all when you do spend time with his sister as well

Yandere!Ayato who feels his chest warm at the sight of his two favorite people interacting with each other!

Yandere!Ayato who strives you keep you safe from the world, he doesn't want to see you hurt again! Making sure to slay (SLAAYYYY) or confront anyone who dares make you cry or even feel a bit uncomfortable!

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #yandere ayato #genshin ayato #ayato genshin impact #ayato x reader #ayato kamisato #ayato x you #yandere themes

[hellocarebears]

midnight wishes*☽*˚✩˚ ˚˛

PAIRING: park jisung x male!reader GENRE: fluff; best friends to lovers WARNINGS: trust issues SUMMARY: Jisung is dense asl and doesn't figure out he likes you and you like him back

a/n: left a fun little surprise🤭

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A dumbass.

That's what Jisung is. Even though you've been friends with him since third grade, you still wonder how he managed to not be held back a grade or two. Well, he's not exactly stupid...he's just incredibly dense. You've given so many signs and he still hasn't caught onto the fact that you like him, you were seriously considering giving up.

A knock interrupted your thoughts and you sighed, you weren't exactly in the mood for guests. "Yesss?? who is it?" You heard some shuffling outside the door and stood up ready to open the door until you heard who the voice belonged to, "Uhm it's me, jisung, do you want to go out?" You paused, centimeters away before opening the door and rubbed your temples. "Jisung its like," you check your phone real quick and get even more frustrated, "it is 11:48 PM emphasis on the pm." You open the door, feeling too bad for leaving him out there, "Where do you even want to go, im not really in the mood to go out." Jisung shifted from one foot to another and rubbed his nape, something he does often whenever he's nervous. You raised an eyebrow and crossed your arms, patiently waiting for a response but it never came. "I'll go," the things you'd do for Jisung...put off your sleep and go out at near midnight with the possibility of being kidnapped.

You guys strolled alongside each-other holding hands, one of the habits you guys gained together. He never thought much of it but whenever you held hands you felt your heart speeding and butterflies erupting and flying out of your chest down to your stomach. The moon shining down on you guys as you walked made jisung look even more heavenly than usual. You let out a sigh and listened to the trees rustling as you walked to a bench. You never let go of his hand and he never let go of yours even as you sat down, it was like an unspoken rule to never let go once you start. Honestly, this all made your hands very clammy even though you've known him forever it still made you nervous to be so close to him. You turned to face him, "so what's wrong since you asked to come out this late it makes sense why youre not asleep cause you dont ever sleep," you smiled. "it makes me wonder if youre a vampire sometimes," you pressed your lips together and softened your gaze, "but seriously whats wrong youre making me worried."

Jisung felt his heart become still...or skip a beat??? He always questioned himself on what he felt while being around you or even while simply thinking of you. He took a breath in and looked at you as if that'd sort out his thoughts and feelings for you. Your face was burning as he stared at you practically burning holes into your own eyes

"...jisung you look like a creep right now please stop it," you made a disgusted face and looked away. He frowned and grabbed your chin softly to make you look at him and leaned in towards your own face, innocently, to keep analyzing you. He felt his heart acting up again and decided that it was definitely skipping beats, he felt like he saw every bit of the universe in your eyes, he felt so warm around you so comfortable and relaxed nothing and no one else could make him feel the way you do. You felt his breath on your lips and smacked his hand in panic, "pervert...whatre you doing that for?" He let out a gasp while making a scandalized face,"ME A PERVERT??? what about that time you walked in on me changing and you just kept staring. WHOS THE PERVERT THEN?" It was your turn to make the scandalized face and you punched him playfully, but still hard enough to make him regret it, on his shoulder, "I WASNT STARING AT YOU AT YOU I WAS STARING AT THE GHOST BEHIND YOU." "WHAT GHOST??? stop lying i know i have a great body but don't be so pervish about it," he smirked proudly and flexed his arm. You scoffed and rolled your eyes, "who the fuck is lying to you anyways what were you doing that for you almost gave me a heart attack." "I was trying to see something," he said trying to rack his brain for an excuse any excuse, "and i was right you have something stuck in your teeth." "...do i actually," you tried picking it out but had no results. "you liar," you said hushed while squinting your eyes. He had always found it so cute when you did that and now he knows why.

"Y/n," he held your hand tighter and brought you closer to him with his other hand by grabbing your waist. He had finally decided to he brave and not hide or run from his feelings. You felt clammy but excited, you felt a buzz spreading all over your body as you looked into his eyes. "can i kiss you," he hoped you wouldn't reject his offer and felt tempted to shut his eyes awaiting for a no from you but he never got a no instead he got a kiss from you. You didnt even think twice about it, you've waited for this all your life...well half of it. You felt warmthness on every inch of your body as you both explored each other's mouths, his lips felt so plush against yours you never wanted this to stop the bliss you felt almost as if you were in heaven. Even when you seperated you felt his breath and the ghost of his lips lingering over yours. You wanted to go back in for another kiss but he put a finger over your lips and chuckled. "Baby i only meant one kiss," he smiled before kissing the corners of your mouth. You whined a little and then covered your mouth when you processed what had just happened. "we ?? wait do you jisung wi-" "dont, ill do it. Y/n will you be my boyfriend," he saw your eyes glisten as if they were made of glitter and swore you were the prettiest sight he'd ever witness, "my ketchup to my fries, the ice cream to my pie?" You rolled your eyes and gave him a kiss between his eyebrows, "you just had to ruin the moment, huh?"

You rubbed your eyes, the sunlight shining through the thin lavender coloured curtains. You smiled at the nice dream you had of your best friend and hoped it would have happened in real life.

#nct #nct fanfic #nctdream #nct x male reader #nct u #park jisung #jisung fluff #jisung x y/n #nct jisung #nct dream fanfic #nct dream x reader #nct dream x male reader #nct x reader #nct u fluff #nct u fics

[fcknstar]

,, athazagoraphobia "

- harryosborn x reader

a.n : my first phobia-shot HAHA YES. i saw this word (the phobia) one day and really was intrigued by the meaning of it and decided to create a lil shot out of it. ik i said id start writing other characters but ehh LMAO

athazagoraphobia

(n.) the fear of forgetting, being forgotten or ignored, or being replaced

warnings : slight overthinking?? , fear of being replaced

**lowercase intended**

harry has always been in the spotlight, after being a model, taking over oscorp as ceo. he didnt think that hed be afraid of being replaced, cause lets be real, who would want to replace harry. or make it seem like one wants to replace harry. well, in his books, you do.

being friends with peter and harry has its pros and cons. people always thought of you negatively thinking that you are only friends with harry for the money. but truth is, you didnt even care about money as you, yourself is well maintained. you could handle your own finance, you never had trouble paying for extra stuff. there were others who begged you and kissed the ground you walked on because you are close friends with harry. you hated the treatment you got because people only ever talk to you about harry.

i mean, harry isnt that bad. you just hated the sudden attention you got after a photo of you and harry in a restaurant to what seems like a date got around the city. not wanting anymore attention, you began hanging out with peter more often. peters attractive but he somehow couldnt pull. and it was fine for you knowing people started distancing themselves after seeing that you arent as close with harry. they started chasing felicia hardy, seeing that shes his assistant. but thats not any of your concern. you were happy with your peaceful life. but harry wasnt. harry noticed the change in your behavior. he noticed the way you would end a conversation you both had fast. harry has never faced such attitude up till now. and it greatly feared him. he adored you as a friend, maybe much more. he didnt think that a kind soul like you would ever want to replace anyone. in his eyes, he sees you replacing himself with peter. it was as if peter stole his place in your heart.

" you are ignoring me.. why? " that was the first question, word that he ever shared with you after not seeing you for so long. he saw you eating alone at a cafe, enjoying your cup of coffee. you looked up, not knowing what to reply. you knew you couldnt keep running away from harry because he somehow always knows where you would be. you wanted to be civil, truthful but didn't want to sound harsh and cause a scene. grabbing your stuff and your coffee, you pulled him out of the cafe and walked him towards a dark alleyway.

" look, i didnt mean to ignore you. its just really stressful with people knocking on my door asking me to hook you up with them. the only answer i know that will come out of you is "no" and it somehow didnt give them a sign to stop. then i realized that hanging out with peter doesnt cause such behavior. " he was now staring at you. did you really see him as a burden. as if you heard his thoughts, you continued. " and no, i dont see you as a burden. i just had alot going on and couldn't handle any of it. so i kinda thought that distancing myself from you was the only best way out. which in fact did work. but is really stupid now that i look back at it. forgive me? " you didn't realize that you held onto his hand with your free arm, desperately wanting to get the message through.

once your words sank into his mind, he nodded. he was thankful that you were being truthful to him and that he felt that he should probably understand what you were going through.

" yea.. i forgive you. but just dont do that again without any explanation. you basically left me hanging there " you knew what you did to harry was wrong and you felt really bad. you and harry had a very close relationship and the sudden change confused harry.

pulling him into a hug and placing your head in the crook of his neck, " yea i know, im very sorry harry.. " you mumbled. feeling harry nodding, he fully embraced you. he was glad that you didnt replace him or forgot about him.

#imagines #oneshots #dane dehaan #harry osborn x reader #tasm!harry osborn #tasm!harry osborn x reader #valerian #valerian and the city of a thousand planets #valerianxreader #phobiashot series

[quibllyfish]

imagine taking beel to miniso

꒰﹒🌐﹕Obey Me Beelzebub x Gn!Reader Minific. . . !

﹕fluffy little drabble about an anniversary present, short and sweet.

૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა：❝—Hello hello!! This is one of my first fics, so please be nice! I dont know much about Miniso (there’s not one close enough for me to go to), so I’m going to have to reference what I can find from google reviews and their website & go in blind… I'm sorry if it doesnt turn out to be accurate!! ꒱ . . ♡

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When you told Beelzebub about how much you missed ‘Miniso’, he was secretly hoping it would be some kind of restaurant— or a candy store, or maybe an ice cream shop… Mmm, ice cream sounded good right about- Gaahh! Stop! He needed to keep his head in the game. 

It was only later when he did some digging did he find out it was, indeed, some sort of human trinket shop. Stocked full of lunch boxes, office supplies, and cute plushies (which he internally reminded himself, looked like tasty marshmallows, but were NOT for eating; as sternly stated by Y/N when he tried to take a bite out of one of their own).

For several weeks he mulled over locations, prices, dates you both were free—your anniversary of coming to the Devildom was swiftly approaching, and while you both had plans to visit several food locations that day… It was weird, but Beel wanted to do something special that he knew would make you smile. After a bit of convincing and a few compromises, Diavolo and Lucifer signed off on him taking you to the human realm for a trip to Miniso. 

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You gripped the avatar of gluttony’s hand, thumb absentmindedly rubbing circles on his fingers. The members of The House of Lamentation sat in the living room and reminisced over fond memories they had with you; all of the attention you had got today made you feel warm and fuzzy! This was your home. They were your home.

“Remember when Y/N cooked Christmas dinner?” Beelzebub’s voice, followed by the others’ gleeful prattling, sounded far away as your gratefulness for your new life started to set in. You were the happiest you had ever been—life was silly when you thought about how a bunch of demons could make it so much more meaningful.

The day of your transfer student anniversary had been everything you could’ve asked for; time well spent bonding with the brothers, adventures in the streets of the Devildom, being showered with gifts of tasty treats, clothes, and jewelry. It was already perfect, which was why your heart fluttered with curiosity (and a touch of fear) when Beelzebub pulled you aside and said he had saved the best gift for last. Your eyes flickered to the other brothers, then to Lucifer, who nodded as an unusual and knowing smile grew on his lips. As if to usher you to go indulge in your own antics.

This was going to be interesting. You braced yourself internally.

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And with that, Beel whisked you away to a designated magic seal. Your excitement and confusion made the whole walk seem like a blur—Like your breathing had been hitched for the entire trip to your home realm. Nevertheless, you ended up outside a familiar looking store in… A mall? Your gaze darted around your surroundings, vaguely disoriented as you tried to take all the unfamiliar sensory in.

“Wow—I, just,” You were completely flabbergasted, “I don't even know what to say!”

Your reaction made the demon’s stomach feel uneasy. He frowned, “Do you not like it?” Beel fidgeted with his sleeves, nervous he had done the whole ‘meaningful gift’ gesture all wrong, “We dont have to go here… I mean- I want you to have fun. You deserve-”

All of the sudden, Beel was cut off and pulled into a tight hug by his much smaller human friend. You buried your face into his chest, letting out an excited squeal. 

“Are you kidding me,” Your gleaming eyes met his own, a grin adorning your face, “You’re the best—this is the best!” Beelzebub felt his cheeks flush red; he completely and utterly adored you. 

The next hour was spent ogling at adorable toys, cutlery, stickers, and stuffed animals. Even though Beel told you you didn't have to, you insisted on buying a present for each of the brothers. His gift was a water bottle and a matching double layered bento box set (which he wouldn't outwardly admit that he was delighted about, but you knew he was anyways.).

Although you would treasure the gifts you found in Miniso, your most cherished prize was the demons that awaited you at home.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me imagines #obey me headcanons #fanfic #obey me beel #obey me x reader #writing tag