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retroellie · 1 year

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NSFW Alphabet with Daryl Dixon

Summary: NSFW Alphabet with Daryl Dixon :)

A/N: Hey y'all! sorry for just like dying but I've been not wanting to write. I've been wanting to write for Daryl for a hot minute and don't worry I'm still Ellies whore ofc :). I just have grown an obsession for crusty musty Daryl Dixon <3. I'm still writing for Ellie; I've actually been working on some Fics for her but i just needed a break from mommy Ellie :( But enjoy!

Warnings: NSFW, Knife play, mentions of pegging, BDSM, blood, normal TWD stuff

Word count: 3.2K

A= Aftercare (What they're like after sex)

Daryl is so caring afterwards. Daryl likes to put this tough guy persona on around others, but you really see him for what he is, a big teddy bear. So after sex, when your out of breath and fucked out, he will clean you up so gently. He will get a rag and clean his mess up while giving you soft kisses on your face, probably mumbling something like " Come back to me love..." because you are still a little high in the clouds. I just know this mf is so soft afterwards, i know from experience :).

B=body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)

Where do I start with this one... Well daryl worships the ground you walk on so him choosing his favorite part of you is like asking him to choose between his children. He really likes your hands, you keep them as soft as you can and he likes that. Plus he finds you using them in any way, sexual or not, just so hot. Your boobs are a close second (Daryl is a boob guy, i said what i said) He likes soft things and your boobs are soft and squishy, he likes playing with them.

He doesn't really have a favorite part of himself, he's an insecure man. What more can I say? However he likes his arms, just because you say you like them so now, he's a big fan of them. Whatever turns you on fastest he's cool with.

C=cum (Anything to do with cum)

Daryl is super careful of where he cums, he'll cum on your stomach, tits, ass basically anywhere that isn't in you. He doesn't want to get you pregnant and there's not many ways to prevent it in the apocalypse, so his pull-out game is strong. He would like to have kids with you someday but as of right now he's okay with cumming on you, he thinks you look pretty that way anyways.

However there are times he finds condoms while on runs and bitch... he uses them up in like one day. He loves that he can cum deep inside you and not have to worry about you getting knocked up, because if he could cum inside you every time, he would in a heartbeat.

D=dirty secret

this is in fact a dirty secret, literally. He likes when you are dirty, like all bloodied up and there's literal brains in your hair. It just gets him going he can't control himself. He also likes seeing you kill people, no walkers, literal people (bad people obviously). Just seeing you take someone's life, seeing what you can do to a person when you're mad enough. It also puts him in a more submissive mindset for some reason, like he wants you on top of him yelling degrading things towards him.

One time you had killed someone, probably one of the whisperes and he got so worked up, he begged you to fuck him right than and there. You gladly did, you took him and fucked him right in front of the boyd you had just killed. That's also a secret, he likes to be the submissive one.

E=experience (How experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

I don't see Daryl being that experienced tbh. I mean he knows what he's doing yeah, he knows where everything is and he definitely knows how to get a girl screaming but he's not had many people. He's probably hooked up with some junkies and hookers merle hung out with but he never really had what you guys have yk? So everytime you guys would fuck he would secretly be taking notes in his head, watching what every little move did to you.

F=Favorite position

He loves anything that involves y’all close, like super close. He loves missionary for that reason but his all time favorite is you riding him. He loves how he can just sit back and watch you take what you need, he’ll sit up so his face is shoved between your tits and he’ll just suck and lick till there’s no tomorrow.

He needs to feel close to you especially in such a vulnerable act, anything could happen in a single moment so him feeling close to you makes that fear melt away for a moment. However he does like it from the back sometimes, especially when he’s really mad at you for doing something stupid. He bent you over and smacked your ass while pounding into you, leaving bruises and fingerprints in your skin. He’ll sometimes choke you if he’s mad enough but he will always ask if he can hurt you in such ways.

G= Goofy (Are they serious at the moment or are they humorous?)

Daryl is a very goofy guy when you get to know him, like I said he has this big badass persona on all the time. He really lets his guard down around you and you’ve come to like it. So in bed he will definitely be a little goofball, he’ll have you giggling in seconds if he feels like it. Of course he likes to be more serious when trying to get you to cum, like ‘okay that was funny but we need to get back to make your squirm’ yk? But goofy Daryl is my favorite Daryl <3

H= Hair (How groomed are they down there?)

It’s literally the apocalypse so he doesn’t do anything down there. He barely showers half the time so take it or leave it… but however he will try to clean up down there when he gets to the commonwealth but you end up not liking it so he stops it. Something about him being all untamed is a turn on for you so his shaving made you feel strange.

He also doesn’t care about your grooming habits. I mean he’s eaten uncooked squirrel, dog and even worms so you being hairy or “smelly” doesn’t bother him one bit, he’ll still eat you out nice and right :)

I=Intimacy

Daryl lacks in the intimacy aspect of the relationship, he has a very hard time showing his love for you. Him wanting to be close to you all the time during sex is one of the many ways he attempts to show how much he loves you. You will never see Daryl Dixon making a nice candle lit dinner and than fucking you slow on the table after…no. Instead you’ll get dragged out into the forest, fed cooked fish and than fucked on a bunch of rocks and sticks. But that’s honestly good enough for you because that’s Daryl’s candle lit dinner.

J= Jack off (Masturbation headcanons)

Okay well Daryl is old, he feels like a teenager again when he has to masturbate so he just doesn’t. If he gets hard and you're not there, he just takes a cold shower because masturbating just feels wrong to him. However further into your relationship he finds himself sometimes rubbing one out but only when you're gone for a bit, other than that he lets you do all that.

K= Kinks

I feel like Daryl has a lot of kinks that haven’t really come out till you, he’s used to it being vanilla. So like he just fucks to cum and than that’s that. When you told him some of your kinks and how y’all can spice up the bedroom…. Bitch- he did not hold back. He really likes bondage, like a lot more than he thought he did. You were the first to bring bondage up and he was effy about it but once you started that he couldn’t stop. He always has rope or duck tape on him just in case.

He also likes using pain towards you in the bedroom, like slapping, choking, hitting of any kind. He will always ask for consent ofc and if you're not wanting to be too rough at the moment he won’t but he likes seeing the red marks it leaves behind and how you still adore him even when he’s choking you with his cock while slapping your face. He also really likes knife play or really anything that involves blood. He likes to make cuts on you and then lick them up, watching you wince as the sting from the wound hits you. The high of all the pain he gives you just gets him going but he’s also a little whore for taking care of you after.

L= Location (favorite place to do it)

He really likes to do it outside, especially out in the forest. I mean he basically lives out in the forest so y’all do it a lot out there. He does really like bending you over a tree and fuck you until you can’t stand, he loves seeing the little marks the tree leaves into your skin (that also adds on to the pain kink he got going in). There’s also a chance y’all will get caught but someone or something which just makes the experience so much better. He actually prefers it when a walker shows up, it’s weird to say but to him that means he got you loud enough that a walker 2 miles away could hear your moans.

I have a feeling that one time your moans attracted a walker and while fucking you, thrusting into your so deep, Daryl pulled out his crossbow and shot the walker down… than just went back to fucking your brains out. He felt so hot in that moment but honestly you were too high on an orgasm to notice but you let him have his moment.

M= Motivation (What turns them on?)

Like I said when you kill walkers or people in front of him>>> he just can’t control himself I swear. He definitely likes when you wear his vest around him, when you hunt with him, when you tease him in public, when you wear low cut shirts… the list goes on and on. Anything you do will have him going but he’s learned to hide it, but you have gotten his walls broken down enough to know exactly what you do to him so you tease him even harder. He’s an old man… not a lot of old men get to have such a young, hot girlfriend like you so he takes full advantage of that.

N= NO (Something they wouldn't do/ turn offs)

He doesn't like being called daddy… I know I know, YALL are probably screaming at me rn. I just don’t think he likes it, he’s a father damn near (Judith and rj) and being called daddy just makes him feel gross. He also doesn’t like age play, he’s old and you're young so the role play is a little too realistic and it makes him feel creepy. Other than that everything is pretty much on the table, as long as you both consent to it and it doesn’t hurt y’all too much… he’s down.

O= Oral (Giving or receiving, skill etc.)

Don’t make this man choose plzzzz…. He loves both so much, he loves just fucking your mouth and watching you choke on it, one of this favorite things. However!! I think he likes giving better, he loves your pussy like mf he could go down on you for hours. There’s been times when he's had a bad or long day so he comes home, pulls your pants down and eats you out until you're shaking. He just loves pleasuring you more than anything, if he can get you to cum 4 times before he cums his first time?? It’s a good fucking day for him.

P= pace (are they fast or rough? slow or sensual?)

He’s so rough, maybe not exactly fast but he’s in you deep. Daryl can not be soft for the life of him, even when he tries he still ends up being too rough but good for him that he found someone who likes it rough :) It was a match made in hell!!! He loves to grab onto your waist as he pounds into you so he can literally be as deep as he possibly can and sometimes it gets so rough it’ll make your eyes cross. Basically by the end of it you’ll be worn out and definitely bruised

Q= Quickie (Their opinions on quickies)

He’s not the biggest fan of them, like he likes them when he’s busy or tired from hunting but he really likes long drawn out sessions. He just doesn’t like feeling rushed and quickies make him feel rushed, he just feels like his orgasm isn’t as good when y’all are doing a quickie. Like I said he likes to take is time with you, he likes to fuck you for hours at a time and he likes to bruise you up a bit.

When y’all are forced to do quickies he’s super rough and fast with them, like this man is animalistic when you guys are rushing to reach your highs. He’ll bend you over a table, not even bother with underwear so he just pulls them to the side, he’ll grab onto your hips and pound into you over and over until he’s cumming. He’ll even choke you, like a literal face turning bright red. He's choking you so hard and he’ll definitely bite you here and there. Again it’s all consensual and he doesnt hurt you too bad, it just helps him get off when he’s rushing.

R= Risk (Are they okay with experimenting? do they take risks?)

Daryl loves to experiment, I’m going to go a little deep into this for a minute. So he grew up kinda being exactly like Merle because he thought that’s how men were supposed to be. He was so much like Merle when y’all got together, like even down to the sex. He was selfish and greedy, he also had his ways out in front of him. Then he changed into himself slowly and that’s why he’s so into experimenting now, like he doesn’t really know what he wants so experimenting is super important to him now. As for risks?? He’s all for risks but they have to be safe, when they cross the line of “we are going to die” than it’s no longer fun, it’s just fucking terrifying. It’s the apocalypse so risks mean danger so he's effy on them.

S= Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He's an old man, you gotta give him breaks but he can go for a good 2 or 3 rounds but they typically last a bit. When you first got together he came super fast and it frustrated him, he would also cum and then leave because he was so embarrassed about it. Now he can last long but there’s times when he does cum fast but you were able to convince him there’s nothing wrong with it, if anything you were flattered because the pussy was too good :). But no Daryl is no sex machine but he will do anything for you, even if that meant 6 rounds all in one hour.

T= Toys (do they have toys and who do they use them on?)

So it is the apocalypse so toys aren’t a necessity but he does like toys :). He really likes handcuffs and vibrators, he uses them on you but sometimes you manage to get him in the handcuffs or hold the vibrator up to his cock to watch him squirm. He definitely sneaks you dildos on runs because he knows you miss him and you get needy, so you have a few dildos to choose from when you get horny at night. One time you even managed to use the dildo on Daryl… so yes you did peg Daryl and yes he did honestly love it. Like I said, he’s a little experimenter and he wanted to try it before he said he didn’t like it.

U= Unfair (how much do they tease?)

He’s not the biggest tease however he loves to be teased. Daryl sometimes makes sexual jokes towards you or slaps your ass when on runs but he’s not too big of a teaser. However, when you tease him, it ignites a huge fire in him. He gets so needy and so upset that he’ll pull you into an empty room to fuck you or even flat-out finger you at the dinner table. Sometimes it’s just a big turn on that you think you’re actually getting to him, and you think your tough shit while acting all innocent when sitting on his lap in front of Rick. He just finds it so hot especially when he gets to rail you after

V= Volume (How loud are they?)

Daryl is not loud at all, he grunts and groans but he doesn’t really moan or scream. He’s grown in the habit of being quiet because of the walkers so he stays quiet but there is sometimes you will have him beg for you which is a power trip for you. He’ll beg you to ride him or beg for you to let him eat your cunt but other than that mf is silent, only basking in your sweet moans.

W- Wild card (Random headcanons)

Okay so I have had this debate on if Daryl is a top or a bottom but I’ve come to the conclusion that he’s a switch. He loves to dominate you but he loves it more when you do the dominating. He likes to just be used for a bit and allow you to hurt him or pleasure him in any way you’d like. He sometimes feels forced into being the dominant one just because he’s this big bad ass in everyone’s eyes but you see right through him. You will literally have him on his knees eating your pussy out as you yell such mean things out to him, one time you even had him crying he was feeling so good. I’m telling you, after you win this man’s trust, he will allow you to see every part of him.

X= X-ray (What's going on in their pants)

Again I never know what to put in these because mf… it’s a penis?!? Like I feel like he’s a little above average but honestly it’s all about how it’s used yk?!? It doesn’t really matter

Y= Yearning (How high is their sex drive)

His sex drive is pretty normal, before he met you it was actually pretty low tbh. Now that he met you he’s always wanting to be inside of you, I think it’s mainly because he’s so scared of you leaving him so he’s just always inside of you making sure you either can’t leave him or you just won’t want to leave him. Honestly if you are turned on most likely he will be too, it’s all about you to him.

Z= ZZZ (How quick do they fall asleep after?)

He usually doesn’t fall asleep too quickly after, he’ll stay up for hours after even if you're asleep. He’ll just lay in bed silently so as to not wake you, but he likes watching your chest heave up and down in your sleep anyways.

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bouncybongfairy · 2 months

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Hellooo Could I request for Felix Catton please? Where’s maybe Oliver is so obsessed with Felix’s girlfriend, the reader to the point where he killed her because “if I can’t have you, no one can” troupe and all and like then Felix witnessed it and all angsty sad thingy so sorry if’s dark but thank youu so muchh 🥰🥰✨💖

Till Death

Oliver Quick x Fem Reader

Summary: After you and Felix starting going out, Oliver began developing an unhealthy infatuation with you. Anytime someone laid their eyes or hands on you, it made him feral. One night at a party he finally caves in to his depraved urges.

Word Count: 3.0k+

Ref Account: @kaionyx

TW: Stalking Kink, Blood Kink, Knife Kink, CNC Kink, Nasty Smut.

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It was the beginning of the spring semester at Oxford University. Everyone seemed to be in a joyous mood, coming back from Christmas break completely decked out in mommy and daddy’s money. Grades are reset and all your friends are saying “I think a 7am lecture every Wednesday and Friday will be refreshing” or “I'm actually going to keep up with my canvas discussion questions this time around.” The best parties of the year are during spring semester, because everyone's stress levels are relatively low. Oliver was planning on heading to a house party with you and Felix. Both of you were friends before Felix and you got together so you two always invited him out when partying. Oliver always obliged in these invites but not for the sake of friendship. He liked keeping tabs on you, watching you get drunker and drunker. You were such a know it all in class, always raising your hand. Yearning to be a teacher's pet, going the extra mile to be the perfect student. Seeing you at night gave Oliver a high stronger than any bump he could take. Watching that innocent good girl facade fade away with the more wild you became after getting intoxicated drove him crazy.

It made him furious when he saw the way Felix handled you, he was so sweet and gentle. It was so obvious that you craved a stronger hand. Wanting so badly for anyone to dominate and to remind you of your purpose. The way you flaunt your body around, practically begging to be shoved to the ground and taught how to act properly. Currently all three of you are getting ready in the dorm Felix and Oliver shared. You were in the bathroom leaning over the sink, your hips pressed against the edge. Your mouth was hanging open while applying mascara, Oliver was watching while making small talk with Felix. Who had his face buried deep in his closet looking for something to wear. Everytime you leaned closer to the mirror the oversize shirt you wore rose up, revealing your panty line.

“Maybe just a polo, nothing too crazy,” he said, pulling out two options.

“How much time before we go!” you called out from the bathroom.

“10 minutes!” Oliver replied.

“Shit!” you gasped, rushing to finish. Felix was completely distracted, putting his shoes on and getting his things together. His phone went off every five seconds, after a while he finally went to see what all the buzz was about.

“Fuck, Mason asked me to pick up a few bottles. Oliver, will you stay and walk with her and I'll meet the two of you there?” he asked.

“Of course, see you there mate,” Oliver held back a scoff, Felix was such an idiot. Leaving you there for him to do… well, whatever he felt like.

You kissed Felix goodbye and unraveled the hot rollers out of your hair. Fluffing it out before circling hairspray around it. Applying the last few touches like lip gloss and perfume. It was around 11pm and the weather outside was nippy. You being half dressed were feeling the effects of this quite viciously. The two of you were making small talk, mostly about the weather or school. Oliver didn’t give a fuck about what you were going on about. He was using it as an excuse to watch you, shiver and shake. The way your teeth were chattering together was driving him insane. The house wasn’t even a mile from campus but your heels were slowing the both of you down a bit. Like a wounded little animal hobbled by the wolf chasing it. This hummored him, thinking about how this would look if you were alone. The street lamps shining down, the light reflecting off your tan moisturized legs. Your lustrous jewelry also catches some of that light, practically calling wandering eyes to your body. Speaking of, your body was barely covered. Wearing a tube dress that barely covered your upper thighs. The material was cotton which meant it hugged you tightly. Fuck, he felt like he could see your goosebumps through it when he looked hard enough. He hated that Felix didn’t correct any of this. If you were his, he’d never let you walk about like that, any guy they passed had his eyes on you. Focusing in like you were their prey, it made his heart race. Bubbling with anger and jealousy, wanting to rip their throats out because he knew what they were thinking. Finally getting to the party, Felix was already a couple shots in, obviously his side quest went a bit off the rails. Giving you a quick kiss before going back to entertaining ‘the boys’ who were quite sweet on him. Annoyed by the lack of attention, you poured an overly generous amount of liquor into your cup and headed into the living room. Where the speakers were blaring and a large group of people were dancing all together.

Oliver sat on the couch, plastic cup in hand watching you. At first, your moves were more reserved. Keeping to yourself, dancing next to people rather than on them. As you suck down your liquor, your moves are becoming less modest. Now dancing against your friend, her manicured fingers gripping your hips. Oliver didn’t drink anything from his cup yet, he didn’t want to lose too much control over himself. Nor did he want anything to impair the focus he had on you. Sweat was starting to bead on your body and your dress was riding up. He liked noticing all these little things about you, the shift in your demeanor and attitude once you were drunk. Normally you were sweet-mannered and shy but when you were fucked up, you were more bratty and vulgar. Not afraid of acting out, practically screaming for someone to put you in check. He ripped his eyes off you and looked over into the kitchen. Seeing Felix down another shot, eyes practically drifted in two different directions. His girl who was way out of his league is half naked and drunk surrounded by wandering hands. He was so oblivious and stupid. Looking back your direction and his jaw dropped. You were standing right above him, hovering over where he was sitting on the couch.

“Why don’t you ever dance?” you ask him.

“Hmmm?” he asked, as if he didn’t hear you.

“Any time you come with us to a party, you never get like -hiccup- get crazy,” you say, sinking down to sit next to him. Now whispering in his ear whenever you spoke.

“I do, I just pace myself,” he leaned in.

“Sure, whatever makes you sleep at night,” you giggled, pulling a joint out from behind your ear.

“You’re sparking up here?” he asked, cocking his eyebrow.

“You gonna stop me?” you asked, smirking and lighting it.

He felt all the blood in his brain rush down towards his dick. Almost lunging at you, like it was the perfect invitation to finally break you down. Your charm bracelet jingling everytime you bring it to your mouth for a drag. He chuckled to himself, remembering how just hours earlier you were eagerly raising your hand, hogging the attention from the teacher. Beaming every time she reaffirmed your answers, ‘amazingly accurate’ or ‘well done’ things like that that made you practically jump with joy. Now you were double fisting and practically sitting in your boyfriend’s mate’s lap. He was at his breaking point, feeling like his entire body was on fire. Like every atom and cell in his body was pushing him to take you.

“Maybe we can get out of here? The air is starting to feel sticky,” Oliver says, standing up.

“Oh of course! I was starting to feel the same way, especially after dancing,” you said, standing up and following him. Holding on to his belt loop, letting him lead you out of the house.

Once the two of you finally got outside, your body was having a sublime reaction. Due to you being hot and sweaty, the cold weather outside was causing water vapor to come off your body. Oliver could feel his mouth salivating, watching you hands shake and you brought the joint to your mouth. You offered him a hit several times but he declined, enjoying watching you become high out of your mind. Making drunken conversation as you walked, digging into your purse and looking for your pen after the joint was smoked down to the crutch. It wasn’t until you started walking that you realized how fucked up you were. Even when you really try to keep your balance, you’d sway and wobble from time to time. Looking at your phone, checking the stats on your recent post. So preoccupied in your own little world that you didn’t notice Oliver was no longer with you. Dropping your phone into your purse and looking around, calling out to him. The street no longer looked safe and quaint. After standing there doing circles trying to locate him, you gave up and started the walk home. Or at least back to their dorm room. Clutching your purse and trying to fight through the pain your heels were giving you.

Oliver was watching from about fifteen or twenty feet behind you. Seeing you look around with that unsure and scared expression on your face. Eyebrows furrowed and your eyes wide and glossy. Stumbling over your own feet as you walked around in circles looking for him: completely defenseless. You dropped your pen and bent down to get it, unknowingly exposing your backside to him. As you walked you kept pulling your dress down, the cold starting to get to you. He continued to follow, hiding in plain sight like in front of a parked car or mailbox. You were beginning to feel paranoid, hearing leafs crunching or being spooked by dogs barking. Pulling out your phone and ringing Oliver, frustration and uncertainty written all over your face. Amused and aroused by your fear, he would throw a pebble in your direction. It hit your heel and made you jump and fall onto the ground. The road did a number on your knees, both of them now bloody and dripping down your shin. Now crying, feeling overwhelmed and frightened. Oliver had to hide his smirk as he came over to ‘rescue’ you.

“Where did you go! I literally fell!” You cried, reaching out for him to help you up.

“I’m so sorry, I don’t know how we got separated- here let me carry you back yeah?” he asks with a sickeningly patronizing tone.

“Really?” you asked even though he was already picking you up. His cock was throbbing while looking down on you. Mascara running down your face, teeth chattering and bleeding like a hurt little bunny. He carried you the rest of the way bridal style. Resting your head on his shoulder, complaining about your knees everyone in a while. It wasn’t long until the two of you finally made it back. He lets you stand up but once you put your weight on your legs you start wobbling, using him to support yourself. He grabs your forearm quite roughly and pulls you inside. You were confused as to why he was being a little aggressive but brush it off. Walking over to Felix’s bed and plopping down, finally taking your heels off. Oliver locked the door and jammed a chair underneath the doorknob. Taking notice of this, you start to question him,

“How will Felix let himself in?” you ask.

“Enough of that. Pretending you care about him,” he said, turning to face you.

“I don’t- I care about him,” you say with a mix of defensiveness and disbelief.

“I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt. Maybe you’re in denial or just too prideful to accept it but you don’t care about him. You think he’s stupid and want more. It’s okay, just admit it,” he says, walking slowly towards you.

“Why are you acting like this?” you asked, confused to where this was coming from.

“Me acting like what? Calling you out on a fact? You’re one of those girls who likes to think she’s confident and calling the shots at all times. In reality all you really want is someone to turn your brain off. Take complete control over you and fuck you until you fall apart. Completely brain dead, only worry being when a cock is shoved in your stupid fucking throat,” he said. Tears stinging your eyes, and insecurity flooding your mind as he continued,

“Would a girlfriend who cares about her boyfriend leave him at the party without even checking on him? Simply to go home early with his best friend to get fucked into the matress,” you said, now hovering above where you were sitting on the bed.

“Not. True.” You said, crossing your arms.

“No? So you wouldn’t mind if I see how wet you are? I have a feeling you’re soaking through your panties as we speak,” he said, getting on his knees. In your head you wanted to immediately reject him, but in your gut you didn’t want to stop him. It was true, you did want someone who was rougher with you. That’s not only aroused but not scared by the concept of hurting you.

“I mean if you don’t want me to please, feel free to stop me,” he said, resting one hand on your knee and the other slowly sliding down your thigh towards your pussy.

You felt like a whore, knowing that you should be stopping him. Shamefully justifying this betrayal with the fact that you haven’t had gratifying sex for a while. Felix was of course dominant and it wasn’t that he sucked at fucking or anything. It was just that he didn’t really understand the whole mental side of it. Also he didn’t want to hurt you. Whenever you made the suggestion of slapping you in the face or choking you a little past your limit, he got nervous. Never really doing these actions with full commitment. The tips of his fingers began to trace your slit, as predicted you’d completely soaked the lace material. Finding a weak spot in the lace material, he uses his fingers and rips a hole. You gasp and go to press your legs together; he moves his hands to your knees, stopping you from closing your legs. His hands were stinging the scraps, you grip onto his hair from both pain and pleasure. Ripping and pulling at the strands as hard as you can. Oliver kept looking up, watching your mouth hang open and the most pornographic moans slipping out. Pulling out the whore he knew you were deep down inside, feeling powerful knowing he was doing what Felix could never. Pulling his hair so damn hard was only building onto the pent up anger and jealousy he had over you. He pulled back, saliva and wetness dripping down his chin. Looking down at you, completely deranged and desperate.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked. As you went to respond, he shoved his bloodied fingers into your mouth. Pressing your tongue down, pushing his digits down your throat. You gagged which caused him to laugh before continuing.

“What was that?” he teased, becoming more aggressive. His index and pinky finger were pressed against your cheeks, his nails scratching you.

Finally pulling out and smacking you with the same hand. Even though you were drunk and high off weed and adrenaline, that took you off guard. It burned and the fact that his hand was soaked in your saliva and blood felt embarrassing or humiliating; maybe a bit of both. It made you overwhelmed with turmoil. Something that should be so shameful left you wanting more. Longing for something more painful and intense. The rush and exhilaration of pushing the limits of your emotional and physical boundaries was like a drug you never had before. He grabbed your hair and forced you to the ground, onto your knees. You winced as you fell to the ground, eyebrows furrowing and a moan coming out of your mouth.

“Aww does that hurt?” he asked, tilting his head to the side. Smacking his cock against your lips, smearing pre-cum over your mouth for a while.

“You deaf? Answer the fucking question,” he said, grabbing onto your hair with both hands.

Feeling like this was a trick question, your instinct was to stay quiet. He yanked your hair, showing that he was becoming impatient with your stubbornness. When you open your mouth to answer, he shoves his cock down your throat. Being merciless with his pace, pounding into your mouth, having no regard for your feelings; and you were loving every second of it. Oliver was noticing you were finding a bit too much pleasure in this. Arching your back and rocking your head back and forth. Looking down he sees your hands on the floor supporting yourself. He steps on them, slowly putting more and more weight down and trapping you to the floor. Panic started to set in once you tried pulling your hands away and couldn't. He gathered most of your hair into one hand and used his other to cover your nose. Completely blocking your airway. Oliver watched your eyes widen and your face become beat red from a lack of oxygen. Every time you pulled at your hands or gagged around his cock he would twitch and moan.

“Don’t pass out on me yet, be the good little slut you are and hold on a little longer,” he said, shaking your head by the nose when he noticed your eyes getting glossy and foggy. He finally pulled away, you were sucking in deep breaths. Slowly coming to and he picks you up and lets you fall on the bed.

“Sorry love, I just needed you more pliable for what’s next,” he said, pulling out his pocket knife.

He flips you over onto your knees, shoulders pressed against the mattress. Again, not having any regard for you, he shoves himself into your dripping cunt. Fucking into you slowly, you thought he was being gentle after how aggressive he was being. In reality he is scoping out a good place to carve his initials onto your ass. Using the tip of the blade to make the first mark, you screamed. Not expecting the sudden sting. The entire time he was creating a slit in your skin he would degrade and tease you. Acting sympathetic but really just getting off on owning and marking your body as his. Making you fear and worship him in the sickest way possible. The panic and fear in your scream going straight to his dick, not being able to control the erratic rhythm of his thrusts. He admired his initials becoming less legible due to the blood starting to cover it. He added a few random slash marks on the other ass check, just so the other cuts wouldn’t get lonely. Dropping the knife onto the floor and playing with your ass as he fucked into you. Spanking you causing the blood to fly around, onto your lower back and his face. Once he was done playing, he flipped you around onto your back. You looked smashed, like a hot fucking mess. Seeing how brain dead and broken you were was sending him off the edge. Wrapping his bloody hands around your neck as he came in you. Finally claiming your body, showing you the true purpose of your mouth and pussy. He got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. Smirking as he washed the blood off his face and body. Felix walked in, completely drunk and high out of his mind. On top of that, in shock from seeing your body on the bed, bruised and covered in blood. Screaming and crying attempting to wake you. In so much shock he didn’t even notice Oliver walk out, grinning from ear to ear.

“Fucking idiot,” he scoffed.

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meguvmii · 9 months

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I still want you.

Chapter 3

⤿ Satoru Gojo × reader

Falling in love with the Satoru Gojou wasn’t an easy task. You truly love him but will this come to an end?

Warning/ tags; angst, profanity, smoking, cursing, smut, cheating gojo.

Genre; angst, cheating, infidelity, jik, Gojou × reader

Notes: the tag-list is open if you'd like to be mentioned everytime i update just send me a message.

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You woke up to the feeling of the bed empty. Satoru was no where to be seen. A sigh escaped your lips as you thought about yesterday's events, mentally slapping yourself as you got up from bed. You checked your phone and found a message from Toji.

Toji: 'Goodmorning, i hope you slept well :)'

Y/n: 'Goodmorning to you as well and I did thank you!'

You hadn't realized you were smiling when you woke up to a simple text message. There were no morning messages left by Satoru. Today was the last day of staying at the hotel after that you had plans to drop off your son with your mother because you hated seeing your mother live alone in a huge house without anyone. Sumire loved his grandma so much, sometimes you thought he loved her more than you. You quickly realized that you had a night gown on, not being to recall anything that happened yesterday you assumed nothing special happened. You still vividly remember how devastated your mother was when she found out her husband had cheated. She barely even ate and always stayed at bed. Despite you being 16 at the time you had to go out and work a few hours and maintain your mother. You truly did hate seeing her like that. Always staying with her all the time.

There was even one time where she was so depressed she never once left her room. You had to physically help her up and shower her. Getting cheated on after more than 16 years of marriage had affected your mother horribly. Your mother had talked about the cheating with you. Your father had fallen out of love and always left your mother confused and doleful. He cheated on her with one of his co workers at work. Still remembering the days where your parents would fight and send you to go get something at the store while they tried and resolved their arguments.

You slowly started to realize that maybe what happened to your mother was happening to you. Satoru had always left you confused. Before you could reach any conclusions you felt a pair of tiny hands hug your stomach.

"Goodmorning my love, did you sleep well?" You asked while seeing Sumire's cute little face light up.

"Mommy where's daddy?" His blue eyes sparkled at the mention of his father. Sumire always said he wanted to be like Satoru when he grew up. A well known business man and have a beautiful wife.

"He's busy honey. How about we go out just me and you?" You said ruffling his beautiful hair. His face was immediately joyful, smiling he nodded his head before hugging you tighter than before. You were glad that you had him. Sumire is the source of your greatest joy and happiness. He is your pride and joy, and the reason you strive to be a better person every day. His innocence and curiosity never fail to put a smile on your face, and you're so grateful for him.

"Go fetch some clothes so I can change you." Sumire ran toward his room with a smile on his face. Sighing, you let Satoru know you were leaving soon. You would've preferred that he was with you to spend time with your son.

The only thing stopping you from leaving Satoru was the desire for Sumire to grow up and have a family of his own. In spite of everything, you'll always be with Satoru because he's the father of your son. Even if you hate each other, you'll still fight for this marriage no matter what. You felt your hands cold for some reason, you didn't know, but you felt tears running down your cheeks and you began to cry. Fuck this marriage was slowly killing you. Your heart was breaking in pieces remembering that Satoru isn't even here. He said he was going to be with you all day but look at him, he's gone.

As your hand reached over your chest, you looked down. There was nothing you hated more than this feeling. Sobbing quietly, you waited for Sumire to finish changing. Your marriage was slowly crumbling, even though you tried your best to prevent it from ending, you simply couldn't. This hurt you so much that you despised this feeling. You did love Satoru, so much that your willing to do anything for this marriage to work out. You loved Satoru more than he loved you that's for sure. You missed when you both used to sneak out to see eachother because you couldn't even go one day without seeing one another, or when it used to snow and you made snow angels with Satoru for the first time. That was the first time you fell in love with him.

It's always been your thing, dumb snow angels. Whenever you said you've never seen snow before, he would try and get an excuse to skip class and sneak you out to play with the snow. His eyes glistened when he first saw you smiling at him, or the way his heart felt like it was healing when he was with you. Whatever he was going through would always disappear when he was with you. For him, you were all he had to keep on living.

“You're so beautiful" was the words he said that day and you would give anything to go back to that day. His gentle and kind demeanor drew you in, and soon found yourself falling in love with him. You would spend hours talking and laughing together, and you felt like you could tell him anything. He was the kind of person that made you want to be a better person, and you knew that you wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

As you both recall, that was the first time you confessed your feelings to one another. On that day, he stole your first kiss. Satoru was and is everything to you. Did he care the same for you as you did for him? The two of you stood at the beach at night staring at eachother as you talked about how you felt about each other. He had written a small note to you with everything he liked about you on it. Like the way you would giggle to most of his cheesy pick-up lines or how you would hold his hand whenever you didn't feel safe because he was your comfort person.

Now you had nobody.

You were alone and most of your friends were too busy to stay over and talk about life. You felt like you were slowly dying. You just wanted to feel loved once again, the feeling of having someone with you whenever your feeling down. Now you have no one. There's no one you can call or text, except Toji of course. Quickly wiping your tears you decided to get up the bed but to your demise you immediately fell down onto the floor. Your legs felt like jello, not feeling an ounce of strength. You felt useless but with a loud thud you once again tried getting up before seeing Sumire in the corner of your eyes running towards you. He had a face of concern plastered all over his expression.

"Mommy?" Sumire kneeled with you. Seeing your sons concerned face you began to feel more tears fall. You didn't want your son to see you like this anymore. "Im okay sweetie" you said slowly standing up your muscles felt sore.

You had absolutely zero energy to do anything but you already promise Sumire you were going out with him. You felt pain in your chest, trying your best to breath you started panicking. Not knowing what to do you felt your chest feeling heavier by the second. "S-Sumire get my phone quick," you said in between painful groans. We're you about to pass out? Shaking intensely you tried to recompose your breath. Your son began to look for your phone. Finding it on top of the furniture he quickly grabbed it before giving it to you. Trying your best to take a deep breath, you felt yourself slowly loosing conscious.

"Siri, call Toji Zen'in!" you cried out before feeling yourself loose conscious.

Last thing you remember was hearing your son cry out.

You could feel someone carrying you. You knew that this marriage was killing you. You've never felt this way before. Despite everything Satoru was so bad for your health. You couldn't believe it but you passed out with the amount of crying and feeling your heart slowly break. The whole time you were unconscious you just remembered all the amazing memories you made with Satoru. Remembering how his face lit up when he saw you were okay and a newborn baby was right by your side, or how he was so worried about you when you were having complications with birth. Smiling he was the one who decided to name Sumire.

After all he knew every single detail about you. Remembering when Sumire first took his baby steps or when he first said mommy which made you so happy. When Satoru decided to propose randomly one day when you were eating Chinese takeout. Forcing you to take the left fortune cookie, opening it and seeing the shocked expression you had plastered on your face, or how you were so happy when you both finally moved in and took care of Sumire together.

Your wedding was absolutely beautiful, small but beautiful. You both agreed to have a small marriage at the beach with only friends and family members. Seeing Sumire crawl to you and him on the altar with the wedding rings strapped on his tiny hand. Seeing your mom play with Sumire the entire wedding day, or your most favorite memory was seeing Satoru cry when he first saw you with the wedding dress on. He had told you that you were the most beautiful woman he's ever layed eyes on. The way he tried convincing you he wasn't crying at the altar despite the tears running down his cheek and his glossy eyes.

Doing all the wedding activities and seeing how everyone was in awe when they saw you and Satoru participate at the games. Not to mention how your mother cried when she saw you and Gojo dancing the slow dance together. The way his eyes didn't leave you at all the entire day he was glued onto you basically. It was the most amazing day ever the only day where you felt relieved and happy to be married to someone you loved deeply.

"Y/n" you felt a pair of muscular arms carrying you trying his best to wake you up. Slowly you adjusted your eyes to the lighting, seeing Sumire in the corner hiding between Toji's legs. Toji had a face of concern, he gently put you down on the bed, placing a hand on your forehead to see if you had a fever of sort. Seeing his face you cried, getting up and hugging his waist. Toji was surprised with the sudden actions.

He hesitated before placing one of his muscular arms on your back hugging you as well. You could see that the hotel room was wide open and the room was messy. Your phone was on the floor with a few miscalls from Toji. "Sumire called me, is everything okay?" Toji said before separating himself from you, placing both of his arms on your shoulders. "Yeah im sorry for calling you," you said trying your best to try and get up. You could see that Toji deeply cared for you if he came running here not even closing the door.

"Here.” he gave you some clothes folding them and leaving them next to the bed. "Go change so we can go get you something to eat, okay?" He said with his green eyes staring at you. You nodded before grabbing the clothes and walking towards the restroom to change.

"As you for buddy, you're coming with us" Toji said before picking Sumire up and carrying him.

"Im Sumire," he said smiling and pursing his lips together watching Toji smile and ruffle his hair.

"Nice to meet you Sumire, im Toji a friend of your moms.” He replied walking towards you as he seen you step out of the restroom.

You could tell you were tired. You quickly brushed your hair before coming out, grabbing a bit of concealer to hide your red and puffy under eyes. Toji closed the door behind you, talking to Sumire about how he met you and how you're a great and kind person.

"Everyone says im like my mommy." He said in a proud and cute little voice. Toji had put Sumire down and was now walking with him but sumire didn't let go of Toji's hand. Surprisingly the cafe that Toji had chosen was close to the hotel. Toji had opened his car door allowing you to go first, Sumire had sat in the back. "Honey we're not gonna tell your dad about this okay?" Seeing Sumire nod in response you sighed in relief. Satoru wont know about anything that happened today because it's not his business anymore. Sumire was quick to fall asleep in the car.

"Im sorry about that I don't know what happened, all of a sudden I was feeling so much chest pains I guess I passed out." Seeing Toji look at you quickly before looking back at the road. He smiled reassuring you that it was no problem.

"Don't worry about it okay?" He said grinning before pulling up to the cafe. It was a small and cute cafe that read "Mimi's cafe" there was cat drawings everywhere. Smiling you started laughing at Toji's selection of cafes. "Is this a cat cafe?" You asked trying your best to hold back a laugh.

"They say it's good for you." He replied rolling his eyes before parking his expensive BMW. Getting out you slowly woke up Sumire before carrying him. Walking into the cafe the waiter immediately mistook you as Toji's wife. "I'll have an espresso cafe" the waiter nodded before looking at you "and for the wife?" She asked writing down in her little paper pad. You could see that the waiter was checking Toji out, with a little giggle you shook your head. "Not the wife, but I'll take a vanilla coffee and for my son he'll get the hot chocolate.” The waiter slightly blushed before apologizing and leaving quickly. You looked at Toji before looking back at the waiter.

"She's cute." You said smiling, seeing tojis face you laughed even more. Seeing him slightly gag saying that she wasn't his type.

“Not my type, I’m more into independent women.” While waiting for the drinks Sumire kept on asking Toji so many questions you started to feel bad for him.

“How’s megumi?” watching toji take out his phone he began to show you pictures of him.

“Well he turned 5 last month,” smiling you saw all the baby pictures he had of him. You could tell Toji loved megumi.

“Listen if you ever need help with anything, mom wise just text me.” Smiling you ate a bit of Sumire’s chocolate donut.

“I think we should introduce megumi to Sumire, like a play date or something” Toji just chuckled at the fact that you mentioned a play date.

“If it means I get to talk to you more, sure.” Smiling he turned off his phone. Sumire went straight to asking more questions.

“Mr Toji do you know my daddy?” He asked

“Not that much but he’s a well known man around here why?” Toji asked staring at you and then back at your son.

“People say that my daddy is super smart!” you could see the that the corner of Sumire’s mouth was filled with chocolate.

Sighing you wiped his mouth with a piece of napkin, “be more careful.” You scolded.

Seeing how Sumire would quickly come up with another questions while finishing his first one made you smile. Toji suddenly stopped talking when you saw him staring at you.

Tilting your head a bit you were confused, "Are you okay?" You asked before turning around to see what was making Toji so speechless.

For you it felt like time had slowed down when you saw your white haired husband enter the cafe, at first you thought he was walking towards you but as soon as you followed his eyes your heart broke. Satoru hadn't noticed you were here. Walking towards the waiter you were teasing Toji about he went up to her and planted a kiss on her lips. You felt your heart slowly felt like burning. You could've sworn that being shot in the stomach right now would've felt like nothing compared to what you were witnessing now. She immediately kissed Satoru back, smiling as he hugged her by the waist. You started breathing rapidly.

“No this can’t be happening.”

When you saw him kiss her, your eyes already welled with tears, but seeing him so happy with her broke you even further. You quickly got up, grabbing Sumire's hand, before exchanging glances with Toji and leaving the cafe walking towards his car. She was giggling joyously and Satoru kissed her every now and then as she tried to leave to attend other customers. His eyes sparkled with her, just as they did when he was with you in high school. Seeing her ask for a break, she walked with Satoru to the back. "No no no" you gasped, Toji immediately hugged you and you felt yourself start to have another anxiety attack. Tears rolled down your cheeks as you struggled to breathe, feeling an uneasy chest pain, you broke down in tears.

Looking up to him he could tell you couldn't breathe. You were panicking so much you fell down to the ground. Toji tried his best to stop you from falling. "I.. I can't breath Toji" his eyes widened at the mention of that. “Shit,” He was also panicking as well, not knowing what to do he hugged you. Feeling his warm chest on yours, you felt the panic go away. He deepened the hug grabbing your waist and pulling you in deeper. Separating from him you gasped, “Toji…”you said tears still filling your eyes. Despite the hug you noticed it had helped you calm down. “Y/n,”

You shook your head before pushing him off you, “Just take me home.” You felt like your whole world was crushing down on you. Toji apologized before entering the car and taking you back to the hotel where you packed up your stuff, leaving Gojo’s suit case. You quickly checked out of your room before leaving the hotel. Toji had agreed to drive you home except that you didn’t have a home anymore. You and Gojo we’re done, you decided to stay at your mothers house. Calling her with tears in your eyes and your voice was shaky.

“Mom… can I stay over at your house for a few weeks?” You could hear the concern lacing through your mothers voice. “Is everything okay?” She asked.

“I’ll explain when I get there.” Sighing you silently sobbed the whole way back.

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wandasaura · 2 months

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i decided to be nice and not individually send every thought i’ve had in the last hour, you’re welcome babygirl.

reader:

- getting a drunken tattoo during the mommy and daddy don’t know they went out request

- wrecking (minorly) with daddy on the bike

- getting high asf and causing mischief w/ yelena while mommy and daddy are out and them coming home to absolute chaos

- run away reader run away ready run away reader

- car breaks down on the what was it? 40 minute drive? to westview from campus in the middle of the hottest summer ever, thanks global warming

- breaking something in the house or something along those lines and losing her shit because her real mother would kill her for something like that

- slipping while running around the pool after mommy has literally punished her for doing that previously. hurts herself, could break something, cries like a baby while wanda just sighs with her hands on her hips with that “i told you so look” until she can’t stand not holding babygirl

- someone gets sick (hurt/comfort) or baby gets sick and get literally everyone sick, rip squad

- mommy and daddy finally realize how few actual meals reader eats and institutes the sticker chart to earn stickers and eventually a super special treat

- mommy and daddy make reader get life360 or an airtag attached to her after running away so much

- 👹

i was waiting to answer this until i finished what i needed to do. but okay let me ponder all of this:

— r would get a henna with monica and be absolutely distraught when she wakes up the next morning and there’s a mini palm tree on her hip bone. it would take natasha literally holding her down on the bed to get her to see it’s literally only temporary

— never going to happen, absolutely not. if natasha has even the slightest bad feeling she’s calling wanda to come pick you up. she’s a reckless driver, but after her accident she’s reluctant to even get on the bike but she knows that you adore it so she does it for you. she’s not willing to risk your safety even if she knows that logically nothing would’ve happened had she kept you on with her

— after the first time you get high yelena offers to show you an actual good time, more so you stop associating weed to ill practically greening out lol. she makes you wait half an hour between hits, slaps your thigh when you take a hit too hard/deep. she’s a total mother hen which is funny considering she’s the most chaotic person you know. when you’re high enough, you and her try and make wandas cookie recipe bc you’re properly suffering from the munchies and guess who walks in right as you drop flour all over the floor… wanda and natasha who had been out at a business dinner that you’d willingly elected not to attend. you practically fling yourself at natasha and giggle about how wanda’s face is as red as her hair.

— she accidentally knocks a certificate off the wall when she tries to open up the window in natasha’s office. it’s only a small crack in the frame, but her mind sends her back to a place where any minor infraction was punishable. she’s an inconsolable wreck when natasha gets home but it’s reassured that it’s only a frame and it can be fixed.

— no because r would eat absolute shit and wanda doesn’t know whether to rush over and assess the damage or reprimand her for once again running next to the pool, but when he notices the blood that’s slowly tainting the pavement she’s at your side in minutes trying to calm you down

— the little bug gets a bug and she’s down bad. it’s only a day before natasha gets sick too, and wandas the last man standing. she never thought having two girlfriends would become having two whiny and clingy toddlers but alas she’s found herself in a position that’s not at all dissimilar. you’re clinging to her whenever she’s around and natasha’s whining for kisses despite turning her head away everytime wanda tries to give her one. “don’t kiss me, you’ll get sick too” and wanda just rolls her eyes because natasha’s fever is so high there’s no doubt she’ll forget by time she’s better. you and natasha get better and a week later wanda is sick… which nobody wants

— they compromise and let her have coconut shrimp and literally nothing else for dinner because apparently that’s “the only thing that i’m going to eat, my brain has been demanding it all day”

— no because i think it would come into play when natasha has to leave for another business trip! she’s suggests the life360 so you know where she is and that she’s safe if she can’t text back right away… and it does come in handy when you inevitably take off again

it is fucking brutal trying to type in the rain

#yail: asks #a: 👹#answered.#𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒹𝓈 ꔫ

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dreamkidddream · 2 years

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Wedding Vows || Jester

Another day, another character that I’m sadly simping for from ManlyBadassHero’s gameplay 😵‍💫 reader is gender neutral!

CW: blood, mentions of death

You never really thought about marriage.

Or rather, you never had the choice to think about it.

It was some people’s dream to get married- to be dressed up as their lover gazed upon with so much adoration, soon taking their hands and sealing their eternal love with a kiss. People fantasized about the ceremony, having all of their loved ones beam with joy to see them with their soulmate, being together until the ends of time.

It made you bitter every time you think about it.

Your choice would have already been made for you. Being the child of a royal family, all of your choices were made for you- even the one you would marry, with no regard to true love.

When you walk down the aisle, you wouldn’t be beaming with joy. Your heart wouldn’t be beating out of excitement, your cheeks wouldn’t be hurting from smile so much- it would all be out of dread. To know that the little freedom you would have would be sacrificed for the sake of “your people”- no, it was being sacrificed because that’s what your parents desired.

It was all under the guise of doing what’s best for your people, but it was only doing what was best for them. What they wanted. Your desires were never brought into consideration, always being told what to do and never asked about what you wanted to do.

And then they betrayed you.

The child who always did what they were told without talking back, who always followed their orders with a bow and smile, who tried to do everything right- all betrayed by your own flesh and blood.

Killed by the very people who gave you life.

It was sickening- how could they do that to you? Why would they do that to you?

You wanted answers, you deserved answers, and you wanted them to feel every inch of pain and suffering that you went through-

“Ohhh, someone’s in a rather feisty mood.”

You flinched when you heard his voice.

“Just- leave me be Jester.”

“Whatcha thinking about?”

“Nothing that concerns you.” You shot, trying to calm yourself. Ever since you came into contact with this demon, it was starting to get harder to contain these thoughts. It seem so easy to delve into them deeper and deeper with him around, and you can’t tell if it was of his doing or not.

And it scared you at how fast they would consume you.

“Oh but I do think it concerns me. Thinking about how Mommy and Daddy Dearest got their own kid killed again?”

You grit your teeth.

“I know that look all too well. That sweet look of utter betrayal- ah, it fits you so well. I can’t help but want to squish these widdle cheeks everytime I see it!”

He brought his glove to your face, giving your face a squeeze. You went to smack his hands away but he was faster, grabbing your wrist.

“You want them to pay for what they did- there’s no hiding that. Not like you can hide anything from me anyway.” Jester giggled. “It’s so obvious- that bubbling rage inside is so delicious. It just makes your soul all the more appetizing.”

“So why don’t you save us both the time and devour it now?”

“Where’s the fun in that?” Jester pouted, and you scoffed and rolled your eyes. “No, no- don’t tell me you forget about our contract!”

Then his tone dropped, “I’ve got no plans on leaving ya anytime soon.”

That contract- you’ve heard all of the tales and consequences of making a deal with a demon, but you felt like you had no choice. You had no memories, no where to go, no one to trust-

Jester was the only person there for you, the only person that was willing to help. He had his own ulterior motives but so did you.

And if it took selling your soul to finally get some answers, to finally get your revenge- then so be it.

And it would be with Jester by your side.

“Such an interesting human- I’ve haven’t had fun like this in decades!”

Jester took you by your hands and spin you around, then dipped you below, hands wrapped delicately around your waist.

You were left breathless his face came closer, ruby eyes glinting mischievous. “Besides, don’t you remember what I said?”

Jester brought you back up and then kneeled down, his fanged smile growing wider, no longer trying to contain his giggles. It was unnerving, and even more so at how well your hand fits in his.

You couldn’t tear your eyes away from his crimson ones, the warmth of his lips on the top of your hand bringing a chill down your spine, reminding of your sealed fate.

“Till death do us part darling.”

#dream queued this!#dream rambles about jester 🤡❤️#trapped with jester game #trapped with jester #jester x reader #trapped with jester x reader

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lucero-is-here · 7 months

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a harpoon is shot into the room, as a person dashes in and yanks it out the wall

Hello everyone! It’s me, your host. Today we have Jack Archer! Requested by:

Jack Archer:

- bisexual man

- he can do a backflip!

- his mommy issues is mainly revolving how his mok overly criticised him and viewed him less as a person and more like some kind of trophy. he is still trying to fix his relationship with his mom

- rivalry with Elliot. they are constantly trying to beat each other at something, and the entire Bureau just watches it unfold

- he got a tattoo one time on his back. it’s a relatively small tattoo, and he really likes it! (it’s a dog tattoo)

- he had a pet dog. he really likes dogs. he named the dog Custard.

- he’s not good with children. he really does care for them, but he doesn’t know how to properly take care of them, and often times, he needs help and advice from others.

- he has awful spice tolerance. he cannot eat anything remotely spicy or else he’ll burn his tongue off

- he watches movies with Lars every Friday, and they finish watching the movie no matter how scary or how awful it is.

- he stayed in contact with Asal and they talk every once in a while. sometimes they meet up to chat and to ask how one another are doing. they are relatively good friends now.

- He can name at least five species of dogs if you randomly ask him about it, and he answers really quickly.

- he still dresses in drag sometimes. he finds it really fun, and he sometimes gets help from Ingrid or Carmen to help him with the makeup.

- he can wear high heels and even run in them!

- he works out a lot, mainly to stay healthy but also make sure he stays in shape. his job has a lot of physical work (arresting and chasing after people), so being healthy is important

- he played roblox with Elliot once, and Elliot made him play Tower of Hell. he rage quit 2 minutes in.

- he gets very little sleep. he tried to get more sleep but it doesn’t really work out.

- IF YOU HURT A CHILD NEAR HIM HE WILL KILL YOU.

- he tried learning German once but gave up- because he genuinely couldn’t remember some things. he decided to try again another day.

- he spends at least 15 minutes on his hair every day to make sure it looks good. he takes a lot of pride in his appearance and he wants to look good.

- he falls off his bed everytime he sleeps- you’ll find him half on the bed and half on the ground with his face pressed on the ground sleeping somehow

- relatively rough hands- hid hands are dry.

- he has a teddy bear- Lars gave it to him ^^ The teddy bear is named Lars.

- he struggles to cry, and he rarely cries in front of anyone. but he cried in front of Lars multiple times before

- the triplets annoy him a lot. they always run into his office to draw on his papers, draw on him, stick stickers all over his face and just wreck havoc. he thinks it’s funny though-

that’s all! I will tackle every single request first before doing my extremely overdue requests that have multiple characters in it! Goodbye and see you!

#jack archer #criminal case #headcanons

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jrwiconfessions · 4 months

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I am so hopelessly in love with Jay Ferin. Like not even in a weird way, i just think that shes really freaking cool. also id probably kiss her- Her beautiful firey hair and stunning blue eyes. Her abrasive yet endearing personality that hits a little too close to home. The kind of personality where if you weren't friends, you might think her an asshole, bur really that's just how she comes off. Her ability to stay level headed around the two silly dumbasses she co-captains with on their ship, while also being just as much of a dumbass as them sometimes because she is so beautifully flawed. And also really good at following the bit. She says pretty wild stuff sometimes. Like when she got bit by that vampire lady and liked it. W for bisexual Jay Ferin. ANYWAY- Her story of choosing your own path and being who you want to be instead of who everyone else wants to be: It resonates with me on a personal level. Everytime she shows up I just want to give her a hug and let her know that she's clever, and beautiful, and talented, and funny, and a good friend, and wonderful sharpshooter, and that's she not just a surface level gurlboss. She is so much more, and she makes mistakes, and she worries, and she cares so deeply for the people she loves. Her devotion and determination to find out who really killed her sister, and why, it's so- it's just so amazing. She got big sis energy, the kind that tells you when your outfit looks like shit but then goes and let's you borrow a cute one from her closet. but she'll also shoot you if you don't give it back. She's the kind of person to sit there and listen to your problems, and then snap you back to reality with some real shit, not just immediately taking your side but looking at the full picture and making her own decisions from there. She the kind of best friend that laughs when you fall down, let's you know when you fuck up, and then helps you fix it all and make it better.

Basically, I'm unapologetically in love with Jay Ferin. She's such a silly and wonderful person and I hope she FINALLY gets to start Ferin better. Because by the Moon Mommy does she deserve it.

Apologies if none of this is coherent, I'm crazy

#jrwiconfessions #jrwi riptide #jay ferin #jay ferin appreciation

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wolfstarwarehouse · 5 months

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Hellllooooooo! I read a fic a WHILE ago on ao3 that I remembered a few months ago but I couldn’t find it. It was like the night or like the night after lily and James died, sirius went and got baby Harry and took him back to grimauld place. And then remus thought that sirius had, in fact, killed lily and James and he was like pointing his wand at him but then I dunno sirius just convinced him. Then throughout the fic, it was just like about sirius and remus living in Grimauld place with harry. I thinkkk that maybe the fic ends with harry going to hogwarts, but for most of the fic he’s between infant and toddler age. Remus is also trans in this.

Some other moments in it that I remember: Harry once called sirius his daddy and sirius started crying cause he was like oh ny god!! That’s sweet but also sad cause James is dead. Also sirius would take harry to mommy and me. Also remus was a werewolf and he had to go to the ministry every full moon and at one point little toddler Harry started crying and didn’t want him to leave and they were like, ‘why!!’ And he said that he didn’t want remus to leave because everytime he leaves he comes back hurt. There was also a part where we got to see remus’s perspective when he was in the ministry. The ministry also would misgender him and stuff.

I know that I’ve just dumped a bunch of stuff but I was looking and couldn’t find it and I have just got to read this fic again, it’s like an itch in my brain. Anyways, I really like your blog and, though I didn’t find this fic on your blog, I use it to find a bunch of fics and I love all your recs!!

Hello, and thank you! I think I found your fic. :)

Under Foot, Under Moon by sometimeswelose

I don't know if this "Harry Potter raised by Sirius Black (and Remus Lupin)" fic featuring Indian Harry Potter, Pakistani Sirius Black, trans Remus Lupin, and the importance of chosen family is the fanfiction we needed, but it might be the one we deserve.

Driven by the mighty need for a loving family and explicit representation.

#wolfstar #ask #fic search: found

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marchtomydrums · 2 years

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Run For Your Money

Cordelia Goode x Wilhemina Venable x Fiona Goode x Reader(Daughter/ Granddaughter)

“Come on honey you’re going to have to try harder than that.” Fiona chuckles baiting you into fighting her.

“I don’t want to hurt you, Fiona.”

The older woman laughs. “Oh, child you can’t hurt me. I’m the supreme. Now come on let’s get to it.”

You sighed to yourself looking around for your mothers. Cordelia would be able to talk Fiona out of this while Mina would threaten her if she hurts you. But they’re nowhere in sight so now you must fight your grandmother.

Taking a deep breath you channel your magic waiting for the right moment to release. Finding that moment you do so sending a wave of energy Fiona’s way. The older woman blocks it easily sending it back your way and sending you flying into the bushes.

“Mother!” Cordelia screams running down the front porch steps of the academy.

“Delia. You’re just in time.” Fiona chuckles.

Cordelia sighs as she helps you out of the brush.

“What is the meaning of this mother?” She asked glaring at the older woman.

“I’m simply trying to train her so that if she has to fight someone she won’t get killed. Believe it or not, I am rather fond of your spawn.” She says with a smirk.

“So fond of her you sent her into the brushes. Yes, that makes a lot of sense Fiona.” A voice calls out from the top of the stairs.

Looking up you see your red-headed mother glaring at Fiona. You smiled looking back at Fiona.

“This doesn’t concern you, Wilhemina.” Fiona draws.

“She is a child Fiona,” Mina says.

“She's seven years old. And again this matter doesn't concern you.” Fiona says challenging the redhead.

“Shes a child nonetheless, and I will not watch you bully her when we all know your magic is much more powerful than hers. Or should I say was..” she says looking at Fiona.

You didn’t exactly know what she meant by that but Cordelia tensed beside you. Fiona glares at Mina as she walks forward.

“Listen here you Frankenstein Bitch. I will do as I please with my granddaughter. And if you don’t like it well you can kiss my….”

“Ahhhhhh!” Fiona screams as she goes flying across the yard. Once she lands she looks up in shock seeing both Cordelia and Mina staring in disbelief.

A figure hovers above her as she looks up into your eyes.

“Apologize to Mina.” You said glaring at Fiona.

Fiona smirks “Well I'll be damned. I knew you had it in you sugar.”

Fiona smiles as she finds her footing. “Cordelia this one is going to give you a run for your money,” she says smiling at your mother.

Fiona tries to walk past you but you block her glaring up at her once more.

“Apologize grandmother.”

Fiona sighs looking past you to address Mina.

“I’m sorry Wilhemina.”

The redhead smirks “Thank you, Fiona.”

“I need a drink.” Fiona huffs as she walks past you.

You smiled running up the stairs to Mina.

“Did you see that Mina?!”

“I did little one. Your powers are growing.” She smiles.

“Which means you need to be attending more classes to learn how to control them.” Cordelia chimes in as she walks up the stairs.

“Are you mad at me mommy?” You asked looking up at the blonde. She smiles shaking her head.

“Of course not sweetheart. Fiona got what she deserved. But we can’t have you throwing people around everytime they say something you don’t like.” She chuckles.

“I know. I’m sorry.”

Cordelia smiles as she picks you up settling you on her hip. “Don’t be sweet girl. Your grandmother was very impressed by your power. I think you might have even scared her a little.”

You giggled hugging her neck tight as she and Mina walk back inside with you.

#ahs coven #ahs apocalypse #lgbtq #wlw #writing #fiction #cordelia goode x reader #wilhemina venable #fiona goode #mother/daughter relationship #granddaughter #magic #television #sarah paulson #jessica lange #x reader

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donut-cloud · 1 year

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Lifesteal incorrect quotes

Spoke: I took a calculated risk but boy I am I bad at math

Vitalasy: Wow, all of lifesteal lost power.

Subz: You know, I’ve always kinda liked blackouts. Listen to how quiet it is. It’s so peaceful.

[ Lifesteal being Lifesteal. ]

Subz: Nope, it immediately turned into a purge. Way to go, Lifesteal.

*Everyone blowing up and killing everything in sight*

Life-stealers : LETS GOOOOOOOOO

Clownpierce: If there is such a thing as true love, I’m sure I’ll never find it.

Branzy: Oh don’t worry! I’m sure that you’ll find it someday. Maybe you and I can find it together.

Clownpierce , under his breath: I think I just found it.

In circus...Branzy wanted to surprise Clown for his anniversary...

Clownpierce : What is one thing I told you not to do?

Branzy: Don't burn the circus down...

Clownpierce : And what did you do?

Branzy: Made you dinner~

Clownpierce*Raises an eyebrow at him*

Branzy:...

Branzy:... and burnt the house down

Poafa: Can I share a hotel room with someone else? Zam has a really weird alarm.

Vortex: What do you mean?

Poafa: It’s a recording of him going, “Come on Barbie, let’s go party” over and over, but he just gets more terrifying each time.

Zam: Tell me a single time you didn’t sing along.

Poafa: …

Vortex: He has a point.

Poafa: Goddamnit.

Subz: Do you think he's the one for me?

Woogie: Vitalasy? Oh, yeah. He's tons of fun and you're no fun at all. He completes you.

Ro: Mappic… Did it hurt?

Mappic: What? When I fell from heaven?

Ro: No. when you died.

Mappic:

Mappic: What the fuck do you think? It was a damn crowbar and a bomb. You tell me.

Things said out of context

Leo: You know, everytime we have to say "technically it's not murder" it doesn't sound as great as we hope it so.

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Branzy, very tired: I suppose I shouldn't ask about the Bomb flying of your window this morning?

Zam: I'd really hope you not.

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Spoke: I'm JUST SAYING, that IF "hypothetically" WE both showed up in battle wearing parrot onesies, hood down and then lifted up the hood just to show matching mowhawks we could both have the joy to see everyone pissing on their pants.

Parrot putting his book down: I'm listening.

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Rekrap: Just- Just be nice about it, for once in your life okay?

Pangi: Hn. (lying)

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Branzy: I'd like to remind all of you that I have a terrifying death clown.

Vitalasy: The fuck you mean by that????

Branzy: No reason. Just saying. In case we all forgot.

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Ashswag: We are all aware that Spepticale isn't fond of violence *loads glock*.

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Spepticale, 10 years old talking about Ashswag to Clutch : Yeah, he just comes here, eat all our food, argues with Reddoons for 45 minutes and goes away.

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Pangi, 15 years old, also talking about Ashswag to his school friend: He just comes here-

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Branzy, very, very tired: So... a bomb.

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Terrain: Do it.

Cube: Dude what the fuck.

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Zam, 7 nights awake in a roll: Do you think if I just scream loud enough Clown will come here and put me out of my misery.

Mid, 12 nights awake in a roll: He won't.

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Mid at 3 am: I'll pay you fifty bucks if you pretend you never saw me here

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Zam, 17 years old: The fuck are you doing here.

Clown, with a shitty ass grin showing the engagement ring on his finger: I live here.

Zam:..

Branzy: Listen-

Zam: Some of you still don't eat the crust on your sandwich like absolute fucking cowards. It's just bread. Are you a toddler? Does your mommy tuck you in? Eat the crust, you stupid baby.

Also Zam

Zam: BRANZY THERE'S CRUST ON MY SANDWICH

Spoke: Clown, can I have a silenced pistol?

Clown: Shouldn't you ask Branzy?

Spoke: He said no.

Clown: Then why're you asking me?

Spoke: Because he's not the boss of you.

Clown: It's a trap, it's a trap, it's a trap.

Bacon: how do you ask someone out?

Vitalasy: Well, first-

Subz: Don't ask him, he asked me out in a McDonalds parking lot.

Bacon: …And you said yes?

Clown, to Branzy: We had a date!

Branzy: *aggressively points to Spiderman Coloring Book*

Ro: Hey guys what’s up?

Mappic: Silence! this is a debate I intend to win.

Ro: huh?

Clown *eating popcorn* : You’re gonna wanna see this

Jaron: BY FAR IT IS ONLY LOGICAL TO ASSUME-

Mid: LOGIC HAS NO PART YOU’RE JUST BIASED

Clown: They’re fighting over who was the one which caused the most chaos

Ro:

Ro *reaches for popcorn*

Clown *slaps his hand* : Nuh-uh Ro only the one with the title of MOST CHAOTIC lifestealer gets to eat popcorn

Spepticale: YOU ARE A LITERAL ASSASSIN WHOS TRIED TO MURDER SEVERAL PEOPLE

Clown: REMIND ME OF YOUR BODYCOUNT?!

Ro: what now-

Clown: THAT WAS BARELY ANY

Spoke: I was literally broke ALL the rules in lifesteal AND SUMMONED THOUSANDS OF MOBS

Clown: You’re all just competing for second place

Ro: .. wait what about me?

Everyone *stops and stares*

Mappic: Ro, this is serious

Parrot: Yeah dude I remember your reputation and you haven’t changed

Branzy: .. are you all done?

Zam: BRANZY! Just who we want to see! So.. tell us, who was the most chaotic lifestealer ever

Branzy*without hesitation* : Ro

Rek: Yeah it was Ro

Everyone:………

Ro*steals popcorn* : Y’all better start putting respect on my damn name

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Behind the scenes

Ro: 2 hearts for you to say me

Branzy: deal

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I attempted to write angst but kind of gave up in the end

Momento mori = remember you must die (learned this in my arts class)

He stood near the cliff as the sun was setting. The wind blew his black hair left and right. The sun in front of her created a golden lining almost too faint to see. He watched him not wanting to disrupt the incredibly angelic scene in front of him.

In hopes of replicating his feelings, Branzy took a deep breath and walked towards Clown. As he turned around, he expected to see his bright red eyes almost gaze into your soul, you stared at them for long enough. Clown's head had turned around by the time his head was out of the clouds.

Branzy gaped in shock as he backed away, Clown’s eyes had been gouged out, and his lips, as well as his skin, had been ripped off of his face, blood was dripping down from everywhere, and the blood gushing from his eye sockets made it look like he was crying out blood, The bacteria in the air had started to rot away at his muscles. The blood continuously dropped on the green grass, turning a deep shade of maroon.

Branzy stared at him in shock and horror. He tried to run but couldn't. No matter how hard he tried something in him wouldn’t let him.

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Branzy jolted awake as sweat dripped down his forehead. His breath became shaky as he tried to calm himself down from his nightmare.

It had been years since Clown had passed away but even to this day, he couldn’t escape the guilt. Clown died because of him. It was his fault. If he had never taken the job, Clown would be with him.

But life gives no second chances.

#lifestealsmp #lifesteal #lifesteal smp #lifesteal shipping #clownpierce #branzy #roshambogames #princezam

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bubblyqueer000 · 1 year

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APRIL FOOLS JOKE POST Mondo Owada x Me PART 3!! THE FUCKENING :0

soz I haven't been posting. I'll make an update soon C:

still tho gotta do my yearly april fools day post!!

FUCKING SHIT WIENER COCK DOODLE!! HEY DICK NOSES IT’S BUBZ CHAN AND IM MAD. RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHDFNNJHBNJHBGBHNJHBGVHNHBVGBNBHHB

Okay so like last year that little cock weasel, monocumstain killed my boyfriend, mondo because he was mad he commited a hate crime and fucked me on the tables in the cafeteria, coating them in his dick cheese in the process. UGGGGHH

BUT ACTUALLY I WAS THE ONE WHO WAS REALLY PUNISHED BECAUSE I WAS THE ONE TASKED WITH SCRAPING HIS SMEGMA OFF OF EVERY SURFACE OF THE SCHOOL!!!! >:C

I was in the midst of using a metal spatula to scrape off his dried up mondo butter from under the tables when I felt a horrible pain filling my chest.

“Ow tf” I sayed

“Shut the fuck up” said Kyoto

“No you cunt, my stomach really hurts.”

“Well no shit we’re all like a million years old now and during that whole time mondo was fuckin destroying your organs.” Said toastermi

“…

…

Shit u right.” And then I felt another horrible fucking pain in my tummy!!! “AHHHHHHFHDNDNBDNDJDNDND NO YOU BITCHES IDK WHATS HAPPENING”

“maybe u need a nap c: “ Nina told me

“YOU DONUT SUCKING FUCK WAD HELP ME.”

“DON’T WORRY YALL I GOT THIS!” Said sakura, kicking me as hard as she could in the stomach making my organs squirt out of my ass with a loud shlorp.

“OH SHIT IN THE SINK GET HER TO THE SINK!” Shouted byakuya bc he thought it was my period and he was scared of periods and stuf.

So yea soccer ball carried me over her shoulder into the kitchen and plopped me in the sink where I screamed and farted loudly lmfao. I really hope that no one actually gets turned on by this dear fucking god.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” idk how birth works soz.

So yeah I shitted out a bb.

“What the fuck” Said everyone collectively.

“Goo goo ga ga 😀” He goo goo ga gad

“HOW THE SHIT DID THIS HAPPEN?”

“Because you had tons of unprotected sex with mondo.”

“Oh yeah ur right. Alright well… Idk ummm ill name u mondo after ur dad ig.”

“otay” he said bc that’s how babies talk according to fan fic writers wtf is wrong with you people??

“Acutually you can;t lol” said byakuya smartily. “Bc if u did that everytime you called him that hed think of how u fucked his dad or some shit.”

“Byakuya what the actual fuck. I don’t think you understand the absurdity of what you just said. Not only is that sexualizing my infant son, but it’s also an incredibly perverse interpretation of a healthy relationship based on love and respect, and now that he’s passed us on, it’s all the more insensitive.” I told him and everyone started clapping. I looked at the fuckin kid and thought and thought. “Wait wat was mondo’s brother’s name again?”

“Diarrhea.” Sayd makoto.

“LMAOOOOO k ur names diarrhea.” i told the child.

“K lol.” he said.

“Ermmm… ERRRRMM…. ERRRMEN AOT…… ERMINEM SLIM SHABBY SLIM ANUS….. ERRRRM…” byakuya erms.

“WHAT WANT BUTT FART???” I sowed

“well everyone knows that babies need a mommy and daddy or else thre brains wont work. so im volunteering to be ur rich and morty. fuck wait no. rich baby daddy” he explammmed rickbabydaddily

“??? Tf no!! richie bitches suck” and then I rapped the entirety of piggy pie by icp for everyone but it was a parody that fit the situation like that one mlp web series we all watched as kids that had the parody wreck it ralph op and there was also fuckin evelyn evelyn and confrontation from jekly and hyde parodies ummmm… hold on let me google it. PRINCESS TRIXIE SPARKLE BY MAGPIE PONY.

so I took a break from writing this and taking care of my bastard son to re watch that series and then the first four seasons of mlp and then like all of rainbow dash presents fuck i miss the early days of mlp lmao

So anyways after that I came out of my room and Daiya II was like a teenager because I was watching mlp content for like fifteen years.

“Hewwo mwommy” he said

“Ew why do you still talk like that? Get that shit out of here.”

“Jeez you’re such a bitch.” He told me.

“:0??? >:0! Go to ur room you little shit!”

“NO mom! >:0! YOU go to YOUR room!”

“Wait what.” and then my own son stabbed me. “Ow bitch u stabbed me in the tit.”

“Yea but it’s dedly bc ur like 47893845748398.”

“...”

“SHIT” so yeah I fuckin died.

“You… cunt.” I said and stoped living.

When I woke up I was in hell. And who else was there???

Ur MOM! (sorry if ur mom is actually ded or somethin rip)

BUT ALSO MONDO AND DAIYA OWADA (the first one not my son)???? :0

“Hey cootie ;0” said doodie owada

“MONDO!” I cried running over to him.

“Am I a joke to you?” Daiya asked bc i ignored his dumb ass

“Wassup bbygrl C:” Mondo asked.

“I missed you so much.” I told him.

“Awww”

…

“Kay let’s fuck already.”

“K.”

Our clothes all burned off bc my homophobic relatives tell me that I hell is hot. Then they bent me over. I suckked daiyas dick and took mondos in my ass.

“Glucglucglucglucglucgluc” i said suckn dick.

“Coom” and then I fake my organism.

Soooo yeah were done and were just chillin wit angel hazbin hotel bc it’s hell. BUT IT TURNED OUT THAT DAIYA II WAS THERE BC HE WAS EXECUTED LMFAO

Anyways happy april fools day seeya next year :3

#crosspost #danganronpa #fanfic #trigger happy havoc #ao3 #danganronpa x reader #anime #mondo oowada x reader #mondo owada x reader #archive of our own #mondo owada #mondo x reader #mondo butter #fanfiction

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lyonneswife · 2 years

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Best Friends Mommy - Natasha Lyonne Chapter 1

READER IS 19 AND NATASHA IS 43

Pairings: fem reader X milf Natasha Lyonne

Warnings: smut, mommy k!nk, heavy praise k!nk, alcohol, Cigarettes, use of pet names a lot

Words: 2851

Nobody's POV:

When you end up having a sleepover at your best friends house. Who you haven't seen in years. And meet her mom again after few years too, she looked hotter than ever and you just couldn't help yourself.

Y/N’s POV:

I was just chilling in my bed getting cosy under the warm fluffy blankets. When Talia had texted me.

T ❤️: “heyy girl you wanna come round for a sleepover tonight?”

Talia was my best friend we have been besties for years. However we haven’t seen each other in ages since she left. Everytime I went round her house tho I’d always see her parents arguing. I mean It was none of my business but they probably got a divorce. However tho Talia’s mom Natasha was pretty hot tbh she was the first woman that made me realise I liked girls and not boys.

Me: “hey T oh my god yes I’d love to come for a sleepover. What time?”

T ❤️: “you can come now if you want”

Me: “alright I’ll get ready, cya in a few x”

Instantly throwing my phone onto my bed I got up out of my fluffy, warm blankets and headed to my closet. I picked out a white loose tank top which was slightly see through. I didn’t want to wear a bra so I didn’t, because they are just honestly kinda uncomfortable. I paired this with black ripped jeans and my black high top converse all stars. I threw my toothbrush/toothpaste and other essentials in my back pack and headed downstairs.

Leaving a note on the fridge for my parents letting them know I’ve gone to Talias. They were out so I also texted them too. I headed out the door to my car, yes I’m 19 and already driving but honestly tho I love it. Before setting off I texted T telling her I’m on my way there.

Me: “Hey T I’m on my way”

Talia: “yass. Put your phone away tho now I don’t want you dying on me”

Me: “yeah yeah I will”

It had been a few minutes and you had arrived at her house. Getting out of the car grabbing your things you headed to the front door and knocked. But Talia didn’t answer it was Natasha.

My breath hitches in my throat when I see her. She looked hotter than before, the red silky robe she was wearing wrapped so delicate around her “fuck” I muttered to myself. No y/n you shouldn’t be thinking like this about your best friends mom but god she was sexy. I saw a smirk on Natasha’s face when she realised how I was looking at her. A blush started to plaster on my cheeks at the embarrassment of her catching me. Instantly she bent down to give me a hug. But I couldn’t help but notice the lack of fabric covering her cleavage.

Natasha: “Y/N oh my god it’s so good to see you, Talia said you were coming round for a sleepover she’s just upstairs talking to her boyfriend at the moment sweetheart”

Sweetheart? She never calls me that. Hmm weird I thought to myself .

Me: “thank you Mrs Lyonne” I say sending her a sweet smile.

Natasha: “call me Natasha darling no need to call me Mrs Lyonne” she says while putting a hair behind my ear with a slight smirk “I’ve known you since you were 9 so no need for formalities sweetie” she says in an almost whisper so only I hear it

Me: “okay Natasha”

Natasha: “good girl” a shiver spreads down my spine after she said that I could already feel my panties being to soak. She smirked knowing what she did to me.

Natasha: “would you like anything to drink lovely?”

What’s with the pet names Natasha. You’re killing me fuckkkk.

Me: “just some apple juice will do”

Natasha: “come on y/n you’re 19 and you want apple juice? I’m not judging but let loose a little” she says while getting out a bottle of wine pouring some into a glass and 2 beers assuming the beers are for me and Talia.

Me: “I’m just not a big drinker Natasha, I’ve changed since the last time you saw me well I still love apple juice but I’m different”

Natasha: “ yeah and how so different, huh?” She says bending over the counter drinking from her wine glass with a smirk plastered on her face. Her full cleavage was now directly In front of my eyes on show. My cheeks quickly covered in a pinky red colour swallowing deeply I couldn’t contain myself until she spoke again.

Natasha: “y/n you okay”

NO NATASHA IM NOT FUCKING OKAY

Me: “y-yeah sorry Um as I was saying”

Natasha: “go on dove”

Me: “well I am 19 now so I’m not so sweet and innocent like I was when I was 9”

Natasha: “not so innocent? Hmm so are you a naughty girl miss y/l/n” she says lighting a cigarette. I all most choked on the beer I was drinking after she said that. OMG WHY IS SHE DOING THIS TO ME

Me: “for a matter of fact that’s none of your business Mrs Lyonne” I say turning around grabbing the other beer to walk up to Talia’s bedroom. But she stopped me pushing me to the wall. She just chuckles seeing the effect she has on me.

Natasha: “why are you so nervous around me y/n, I won’t bite” “but I will if I need to” she says whispering into my ear and taking my earlobe slightly between her pearl teeth.

I bite my lip to stop the noises that could come from my mouth. She pulls away and smirks looking at me.

Me: “Na-Natasha w-why are you doing this too me?”

Natasha: “I’ve seen the way you look at me y/n I’ve known since you were 15 you had a crush on me. But I couldn’t do anything about it” she says putting a hair behind my ear “however you’re older now so it’s not illegal baby. so now what do you say, let me fuck that pretty kitty of yours huh? Can I sweetpea? Can mommy do that for you?”

I nod quickly earning a smirk from Natasha.

Natasha: “use your words princess”

Me: “yes yes tasha”

Natasha: “no no wrong name”

Me: “sorry, yes mommy please”

Natasha: “please what”

Me: “FUCK ME PLEASE OH MY GOD PLEASE”

Natasha: “patience sweet one”

Before Natasha could do anything Talia called for me upstairs. Me and Tasha just look at each other before she whispered. “We’ll carry this on later ok darling don’t say anything to my daughter or do anything to yourself or I’ll have to punish you got that dove” She says putting her thumb over my bottom lip. I just nod but she didn’t like that so I spoke so I don’t get more of a punishment.

Me: “yes Natasha I- I mean mommy”

Natasha: “good girl now go on run upstairs so Talia doesn’t suspect anything, but before you do I’ll give you something to look forward to” she says before capturing my lips into a passionate kiss. Her soft plump lips against mine felt so right. They fit together like a puzzle piece as if we were made for each other. I moan into her mouth as the kiss gets more heated.

Quickly we pull away for a breath. I smile looking at her only now noticing her beautiful brown eyes. Kissing her one last time I rush upstairs to Talia.

Talia: “hey what the fuck was taking you so long” she says chuckling

Me: “oh your mom said you were talking to your boyfriend so I stayed down to talk to her for a bit since I haven’t been here in 4 years”

Talia: “oh alright”

Me: “your mom has changed a lot tbh wait where’s your dad”

Talia: “oh he’s away for 2 days on a business trip thing”

Me: “oh okay” hmm I wonder why Natasha is making a move on me when she’s still married. Why Tasha why me and why not your husband I thought to myself.

Natasha’s POV:

Why did I do that god. I’m so stupid she’s my daughters BEST FRIEND this isn’t right. But she is of age and the tension between us. The way her lips fitted perfectly against mine as if we were made for each other. My husband can’t know about this but why would he care anyways. He’s always away from home and never gives me any pleasure or attention when he’s here.

The attention I want from y/n is more exciting the thought of being caught with her between my legs. Just makes the arousal grow more. The need and crave I have for her grows more when I’m around her.

I was so excited when Talia said she was coming round for a sleepover. I almost wished she was coming to see me and not my daughter. Why am I so attracted to my daughters best friend why does she have this hold on me.

-time skip-

Y/N’s POV:

It was now 11 pm surprisingly Talia fell asleep early, the whole night we just catched up she introduced me to her boyfriend. Liam he seemed like a nice guy. I had tip toed to what I assumed was Natashas room.

Natasha: “come in y/n”

Me: “h-hi”

Natasha: “hey baby, come sit” she says patting her lap

I don’t say anything or move I just stay standing near her door.

Natasha: “y/n what’s wrong”

Natasha walks over to me and lifts up my chin so I’m looking at her.

Natasha: “y/n please speak to me”

Me: “it’s just, why me? Why are you into me when you have a family Natasha. A husband and a daughter, I’m so confused I feel like a homewrecker”

Natasha: “y/n it’s just, my husband well he’s been away for a while and he just won’t give me the attention when he’s here that I crave and want or pleasure. And when I saw you today I couldn’t help myself and I know you couldn’t either” “I understand if you think this is weird or wrong since I’m your best friends mom bu-”

I cut her off before she could say anything else with a heated kiss. After she pulls away and walks to sit down on her bed.

Me: “Natasha I’m gonna be honest here. I’ve always thought you were the hottest, sexiest woman alive and to be honest I still think that. But fuck you turn me on so much I’ve always wanted you and craved you. You might’ve known me since I was a kid but god I just want you to fuck the shit outta me please. But let me pleasure you first. You’ve been touched starved for too long let me help”

Natasha: “is T asleep?”

Me: “yes mommy she is” I say walking closer to her with a smirk.

As I get closer to the bed I start taking off the tank top revealing my uncovered breasts. That Natasha’s deep brown eyes couldn’t take their gaze off. Crawling onto the bed I trail my fingertips along her bare thighs sending shivers up her spine.

Natasha moaned wanting more and to stop teasing her. So I gave her what she wanted. What she craved most.

Y/N: “we gotta be quiet remember Talia is next door. So shh while I give you the pleasure you deserve mommy let me please you”

Natasha couldn’t say anything so she just nodded, I didn’t want to tell her to use her words incase a moan came out. So I began removing the red silky fabric from her body.

Me: “you’re so beautiful Natasha” I say admiring her gorgeous curves and natural beauty.

I look up at her with a seductive look with my finger wrapped inside the hem of her matching red lace panties. “Can I?” She gives me a reassuring nod while biting her bottom lip. Slowly I bite the hem of her panties slowly pulling them down between my teeth while looking up at her. I smirk taking them off and throwing them into the corner of her bedroom, instantly planting small kisses up her thighs reaching closer to her clit. Natasha bucks her hips up wanting friction. “Patience mommy. I’ll touch you soon okay be patient” Natasha couldn’t hold back her moans no more. I began kissing up closer to her core when I reached it I plastered feather like kisses on her clit just teasingly. Making her begin to rock her hips slightly.

Gripping her thighs I slid my tongue through her slick folds moaning at the taste of her in my mouth and squeezing her beautiful breasts, they fitted perfectly into my hand.

Natasha: “mmm y/n fuck faster please” she moans. I got faster with each thrust of my tongue on her clit. Her hips became more sloppy which I knew was because she was getting close. I quickened up the paste to help her out a bit. “You can do it. Tasha cum on my tongue, let me taste you even more” “cum for me baby” I mumbled against her clit and after that

she released on tongue. Her taste was devine. I licked up all her juices and began to put more feather like kisses up her body until I reached her lips. I captured her plump lips into a heated kiss. Natasha flips us over so she’s on top of me.

Natasha: “now sweetheart let me pleasure you okay please. Let mommy fuck you so good you’ll see stars like I said I would” I just nodded knowing she’ll hate that.

“Use your words baby”

Me: “yes mommy please I- I need you just as much as you needed me please” I say bucking my hips upwards to get any sort of friction.

Natasha began to pepper kisses on my face then kissing my lips leading to a make out. She then started to kiss my neck slowly moving down my body. But before she could, she whispered seductively into my ear. “I own you now, okay got that sweetie. Mommy owns you” which sent a shiver down my spine. She trailed her lips over every inch of my body peppering feather like kisses. Until she reached my core. Her lips hovered over my thighs biting and sucking at the sensitive skin. Leaving marks so only I know I’m hers. Her property. I couldn’t take the teasing no more, as I whined and bucked my hips up more. “Please Natasha please” I said in a moan.

Natasha: “wrong name kitten”

Me: “mommy please”

Natasha: “tell mommy what you want princess”

Me: “fuck me please I- I need you so bad please mommy”

Before she could say anything she slid her tongue into my slick folds slowly admiring my taste. I moaned in pleasure as she hit my g spot making me grip a hold of the sheets. Natasha got faster as my movements got sloppier. She knew I was close so she decided to slide in two fingers into my clit as she still licked my folds. “Cum for mommy baby, let me taste you let me devour your goodness” and with that I let go and released on her fingers and tongue. She let me ride out my high before pulling out and kissing up my body and squeezing my breasts. I captured her lips into a loving kiss before she fell beside me. “Wait” I said grabbing her fingers and sucking off my juices into my mouth Natasha looked at me with a smirk. “If you do that I’ll want a round 2” i chuckled at her saying that and just stared at her beautiful face admiring her beauty.

-time skip-

Me and Natasha had a round 2 before I hurried off back to Talia’s room. She gave me her number so we could talk more and maybe see each other in secret.

This was the best night I’ve had in awhile. SHIT am I falling in love with Natasha. I mean yes I had a crush on her and yes she’s hot as hell and yeah we fucked but she’s my bff’s mom. I can’t date her, this was just a one night thing right just because she was touch starved. That’s all it was, I mean nothing to her. She didn’t say she was in love with me, she only thought I was attractive. She has a husband after all. I’m just the best friend of the daughter.

A/N: Hii I hope you enjoyed this, I was thinking about maybe turning it into a series. Let me know if I should do more chapters about this. :)

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Distant 2 | F. Hargreeves

pairings and duos: five hargreeves x reader, five and klaus brotp, ben and klaus brotp, five and ben brotp, lila and five brotp, diego and five slowly getting along

synopsis: after the previous outburst, lila and diego decide to make up for lost time with five.

notes: unlike my other fics, everything from the show happened here, except you were with five instead of him time traveling, returning right after he left so he was same of age.

disclaimer: five is above 18 in all my fics unless stated otherwise!

After Five left the house, with Ben, Klaus and [Name] following behind, Lila stands up, with Diego following suit, as Lila gathers her and Diego's things. “We'll be leaving you lot now, I'm pretty sure this reunion of sorts is done now that the little turd's left. Nice seeing you idiots though.”

“Bye guys. Er, come see us if you want to, i guess.” he says, handing out a paper with his address before walking out with Lila.

“Sorry this day wasn't as good as you wanted it to be, Allison. I'll take my leave now. Sloane should be getting home from work in an hour so i need to go. Bye, Allison.” (for the sake of my sanity, let's say Sloane is alive bc i love Sloane and Sloather or whatever it's called) Luther said, standing up to leave. “I'm glad i got to see you again, Allison. I just wish it ended better. I'll see you soon, okay?”

And with that, Viktor left, leaving Allison alone with her husband soon entering the room. “Hey, if that didn't work out, try again next time, okay?” he reassured his wife. “I don't think they want to, especially Five, Ben and [Name]. Klaus, maybe yes, but he's more of leaning into Five's view. Thats almost half of my siblings, Ray.”

“Let's not assume too much, okay? Maybe they might come back. Not now, maybe someday.” Ray sighs, leading Allison to their couch to relax.

—

As soon as Lila and Diego get home, their five year old son; Stan, whom they named after 'their other' son, ran to them, with Lila's friend and Stan's sitter smiling, as she leaned onto the door frame. “He was quite a handful, just so you know.”

Lila laughs, “Please, i would know that, i gave birth to the bloody child.” Diego soon enters with the car keys in hand, as he runs to his son. “Rahhhhh! The monster is here now!” he calls out, tackling Stan to the floor. “Ahhh no!! I wasn't readyyy that's not fair! Mommy, dad's not playing fair!”

“Diego, get off him, you're going to kill him with how big you are.” Diego laughs scoff-like and gets off his son. “Also, Lila” she hums, indicating she was listening, “[Name] gave me their address if we wanted to visit them, and after Five's little outburst earlier, we should probably see him and make up for god knows how many years of making up to do.”

She hums again, in agreement as she gets ready to make dinner for her friend and son. “Okay, why not. Little turd's gotten me in some thought trance since he started yelling about how i cared more than the others. Five really does have a way of giving more surprises everytime you see the cheeky little bastard.”

“That or you actually do care for the 'little turd'.”, her husband said, emphasizing the little turd

“Don't push it, Diego.”

—

After Ben and Klaus returned to their resoective rooms, you and Five were left on the couch alone, enjoying each other's presence. “Five? Honey?” Humming in response, he looks up to her “Hm?”

“Do you want to go to bed now?” you said, tilting your head to the direction of you and Five's room. “Mhm, okay.” he quietly mumbles. Five stands up to go to their room, walking slowly careful not to fall because he was sleepy.

You catch on to his behavior and helped him go straight to your bathroom to take a bath then head to bed. “C'mon honey, let's get you to bed, okay? I'll be right with you as soon as i finish taking a bath.”

Five smiles at you, curling up into the blanket sprawled upon the bed you share. “Hmm” he responds, to tired and sleepy to speak. A few minutes later and you return, wearing shorts and a shirt for pajamas.

[Name] finds Five already asleep, quietly snoring. You crawl into bed, careful not the wake him up from his well needed sleep and pull the covers over you and Five properly.

Subconciously, his arm wraps around your waist, pulling you closer so his face rested on your chest. He grips tightly on you, as if you would fade away if he let loose or let go. “Goodnight, Five.” planting a kiss, you bid him goodnight, sleep taking over you.

—

The boys were awoken to the smell of a wonderful breakfast consisting of eggs, pancakes and fruit salad. “Mmm.. [Name], is that pancakes i smell?”, was the first thing Klaus said as he walked out of his room. “Yes it is, dear Klaus. Wake Ben and Five up for me, yeah?”

“Yes ma'am!” he says doing a soldier salute, heading to Ben's room. A couple minutes later, Ben walks out with Klaus who was on his way to wake his brother up. “Fiveeee! Wakey wakey!!”

You heard Klaus yell and grimaced as he did. “Ooh, Five is not gonna like that. I should have told him to wake him up gently-” you muttered under your breath, trying to flip the pancake you were cooking.

“I'm up, I'm up, Jesus. Would you stop waking me up like that, Klaus!” scolded a very angry Five because his brother had woken him up in the least peaceful way he wished to have been woken up. “Whoops, sorry! Well it's almost breakfast so you should probably get a move on!” he calls out from the living room.

—

After breakfast, the cores were done. You've swept, made the beds and washed the dishes. Now, you were having fun. So much fun that the knocking on the door was masked by the laughing that echoed the walls from Five trying to escape the tickling of Klaus' evil hands or so he says. “K-klaus! I swear to god, hahaha! Klaus, stop!”

“No! Give me the remote, little shit!” Klaus said, in a villainous voice. “Never! Get off me- haha! Klaus, I'm gonna kill you!” you join in and take the remote from Five. “Ha! I have the remote now, assholes!” you said, running around the house, with your hands up, trying to keep it away from the two.

Ben sighs and closes his book. He stands up and opens the door and is met by Diego, Lila and their child, Stan. “Er, hi? Are we interrupting some kind of war in here?”

“Just get in or something. I'm sure [Name] doesn't care, meaning Five doesn't, eventually. And Klaus is Klaus so just get inside.”

They took off their shoes, and is met by Klaus finally having the remote with his hands up so the remote was out of reach, you on your tippy toes, and Five on his way to grab a chair. “Hey, Five.” Diego greets. The laughter, shouting and bickering soon dies down, and the room is soon as silent as possible. “Hello Diego. What brings you here?”

“I-” Diego stops, incapable of finding the right words. “Lot of lost time to make up for, might as well start now.” Lila concluded for her husband. “I see. Who's the kid?” Five says, slightly smiling. He was glad to know that at least one of his siblings had the decency to make it up to him for all the shit they've done. And Lila, well he wasn't surprised Lila was here considering he was being honest on how he thought, more of knew, in Five's words, that Lila did care. Probably more than his siblings did.

“Our son. His name is Stan.” Lila introduced. “Go on Stan, say hello to them. They're your aunt and uncles.”

“Nice to meet you Stan! I'm your uncle Klaus!” he says, kneeling down so he was in eye view for the boy. “I'm much cooler than your dad, so come by whenever you want! Trust me, I'm cooler company.” he whispers. “I heard that, Klaus.” Diego warns.

“Well! That was heartwarming, anyone want food? We still have leftover pancake batter, depending if Klaus and Ben ate it or not.” you said, practically inviting them to eat. “I've never eaten your stupid batter, [Nickname]! Why the fuck would you think I'd eat any of your goddamn batter!” Ben said from the couch, defending himself. “You do know the quicker you are to deny it, the more likely it is to be true. Meaning you most likely did or do eat [Nickname]'s batter.” Five contradicted.

“Okay, enough. I checked and we still have enough batter for everyone. It'll only take a few minutes before it's done. Make yourselves at home, Diego.”

Sooner or later, the house was packed with chatter, Klaus and Diego bickering over who's cooler, Lila encouraging Stan to talk to you, and Ben and Five having counter points on wheter or not Ben was lying. You decided to start up a conversation with Stan. Why not try and get to know him, you thought.

“Stan, dear, come taste the pancakes, i bet you'll love them!” you called, beckoning him to come. Lila had her hand on Stan, as he walked them to you. “Can i taste it, miss?” you laughed. “Of course you can, and please call me [Name], I'm practically your aunt!”

He smiled and nodded, and you had a piece of pancake on a spoon with whipped cream, and you spoon fed him. “Mmm! Tasthte tho ghood!” he said, mouth full of pancake. “Manners, Stan!” Diego yelled from the living room. “Alright, come eat everyone! There's plenty for all of us!”

You brought the plate of pancakes to the table and had more plates set out for each of you. “Five?” Diego called as they were sat on their chairs, eating. “Yes?”

“Sorry, for being a shit brother and all that.”

“Language, dear brother. There's a child.” Klaus said, his fork pointing at Diego. “Okay, put that down. Jesus.” Ben instructed, his hand pushing Klaus' down. “Thanks. For saying sorry. I forgive you, by the way. I could say the same, considering i wasn't very, open about loving or something of the sort with you. Or everyone, technically.”

“No, it's okay, i get it. You have a hard time showing affection and stuff. I do too sometimes, so i know where you're coming from.”

“I'm gonna assume i don't need to say any sorry's because it was your words, not mine, i cared more than your other idiot siblings.” Lila said, adding a little bit of humor just to keep the tension at a right level. “So, what happened that day? When we all left, how did you end up being with each other?” a curious Diego asked.

You laugh. “Funny thing, Klaus just ended up pushing Five god knows where, i followed Five, Ben followed Klaus. Eventually we just ended up accepting we all just wanted to have one another as company so now we're here, in our own house with the two physical adults with jobs.”

“Klaus has a job?!-” shocked, Diego exclaimed. “Yea, i do!” Klaus happily said. “Oh, and he's fully sober now too. For three years now. Of course he still drinks, but only on special occasions.” Five added. “Congratulations, Klaus.”

“Why thank you, dear brother Diego!”

—

Sadly the day ended, but you had made some kind of pact for a meet up once a month. Five, Ben, Klaus and you bid the family goodbye, while you walked in to clean all the mess from eating and having a small amount of wine. The boys noticed this and loomed at each other.

They all knew what the other was thinking. We should help her, she's been working around the house all day.

You went to pick up the wrappers and trash, when you see another hand pick it up. You look up to see Ben. “Just rest or something.”

You tried find something else to do, keyword being tried. But you see that Five was dealing with the dishes and Klaus was sweeping. “Er, what are you doing?”

“Cleaning, darling. Just rest, you've been cleaning all day.” Five answered. You smiled at their thoughtful actions. “Thank you. I'll just take a bath, if anyone will be looking for me.”

As soon as you left, everyone was in a good mood, knowing they had done something to help you. In Five's eyes, no, in the eyes of all of you, this was a family. It's bound by love, not documents.

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