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rrickgrrimes8 · 1 year

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Your Bear Part II

summary: you are found (part I)

Joel Miller x daughter!reader, Tommy Miller x niece!reader

warnings: angst, reunion, violence, infected, happy ending :))

not sure if i like this as much as the first part but i hope yall do. i just want to thank you all for the response to my past few fics (especially your bear). its been unreal. i stopped writing for a while and these were my first ones back so this was an insane response to it! thank you so much for your love and appreciation it really does mean a lot!

also! i tagged basically everybody who left a comment asking for part 2 - sorry if thats annoying idk ive never done a taglist before. thanks for the comments tho :)

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word count: 2.3k

22 Years Ago...

The world around you screamed for help. People ran around, skin on fire, missing massive chunks.

You wailed as they passed, hands tightened around your ears. You just wanted to find help. You wanted to save Sarah. This wasn’t what you expected.

“D-ad,” You cried, hiccupping, “D-addy!” You missed his touch. You missed his voice and his face. His laugh. You just wanted your daddy.

But which way had you come from?

You stood, idle, in an alley way you didn’t recognize, a man lay a few feet beside you. Blood seeped from his neck, running to kiss the tips of your shoes.

He twitched.

Your breath caught in your throat, the hair on your neck stood high. “D-daddy,” You whimpered, quieter than before, “Please.”

He looked at you now. His face grotesque, the shape of jagged teeth marked his greyish skin. White, stringy tendrils extended out of his mouth as he crawled to you – his legs being left behind as he did.

You screamed when his nails scratched against your shoe. In the panic, your bear fell from your grasp, landing in the bloodbath.

You tried backing up from the monster, but his hand stopped you. His claws captured your ankle.

You didn’t realise you were falling until your back hit the wet ground. You let out a shriek as he trailed up your body. “P-please,” You sobbed, “D-ad! D-addy!”

The creature didn’t even flinch. He opened his jaws further, searching for your small neck, ready to mark you just as he had been.

But a shot sounded off and his weight settled on your petite body.

A strong force tugged him off you, the same force pulling you into their arms. You wailed, fighting against the stranger’s grip.

“It’s okay, sweetgirl, you’re okay,” She told you, rushing you away from the scene, “You’re going to be okay; I promise.”

You didn’t know what to make of Jackson. It was nice, you supposed. Weird though. It felt like what you imagined before felt like. Not that you remembered much. You remembered how loud cars were, how the TV remote worked, how to strum a guitar.

You remembered your sisters voice, her hair, how smart she sounded even if you didn’t understand a word.

You wished you remembered your dad. He was a blur to you. Like you had missed a chapter of a book and now a new character had no face. You remembered his laugh though. It was sweet, slow. Like a lullaby. You recalled being held to his chest and feeling the vibrations.

You wished you remembered your dad.

Sarah had settled in quickly, at least that’s what you thought. She was happy to be around people other than her mom (you tried not to internalise it all that much).

In the week since you arrived Sarah had grown attached to the strangers that took you under their wing. You still weren’t so sure. But when Sarah made grabby hands to the older man and all she got was a dejected smile in response a part of you hurt. You didn’t understand why.

They’d kept their distance or rather he had. Ellie came round every day. She loved Sarah. She loved you, even if, like Joel, you were a little rough around the edges.

But for a reason unbeknownst to you Joel couldn’t be in a room with you for longer than five minutes. You didn’t let it bother you too much. You couldn’t. You didn’t want to make trouble and get the pair of you kicked out or worse separated.

Ellie had come to you earlier that day, smile wide, cheeks rosy. She had a glint in her eyes, a plan. One you really didn’t want to know about nor be a part of.

Excitedly, she told you about the couple who lived across from her and Joel - his brother. Tommy and Maria and the somewhat new addition of Lily, their little girl. Ellie had told them about you - although missing out some of the major minor details. They agreed to have you over she had said. And despite the age difference between Lily and Sarah the older girl was excited to meet her.

So, there you stood, Sarah shielded from the cold into your chest. You raised your hand awkwardly, knocking a little harder than you expected.

A woman opened the door. She was beautiful, smiley, friendly. You couldn’t tell if that was a façade or not. That made the nerves in your stomach stiffen. “C’mon in, sweetheart,” Maria ushered you inside after she confirmed it was you.

You forced a smile for her, “Nice place.”

Maria nodded, looking around the room proudly, “Thank you.” She urged you to take a seat, letting you know her husband, Tommy, was just dressing Lily.

“So, you’re younger than I thought you would be,” She confessed, “Not to be rude or anything.”

“No, it’s okay,” You cleared your throat, sitting opposite her, Sarah making a home on your lap, “I’m 27.”

“Wow,” She smiled, “And what about her?”

You stroked the top of Sarah’s head, where her hair had slightly begun to grow, “Couple weeks now.”

Maria shifted ever so slightly in her seat, unspoken sympathy in her eyes, “And the father?” You stilled, escaping her gaze you looked towards the coffee table, taking inventory of the odd books they had. “I’m sorry,” She spoke quietly, “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

“N-no,” You cleared your throat sheepishly, “There isn’t... her dad did what he had to.” You still remembered his screams.

“I’m sorry,” Maria frowned, hands soothing over her jeans, wishing Tommy would appear to aid the situation.

“Don’t be,” You said earnestly, “He got us here, right? One way or another...” Maria wasn’t sure you really meant that. The lost look in your eyes told her what she needed to know. As did your shaking knee. You’d give anything to have him back. She bit her lip, somewhat guessing the rest.

“Sorry ‘bout that,” A males voice cut through the tension, “Wouldn’t stop squirming for the life of me.”

Maria chuckled opening her arms to grab Lily, introducing you as she did. He blanched hearing that name. He near screamed seeing that face - your face but so much different, so much more mature.

Tommy blinked a few times, wondering if his eyes were deceiving him. He whispered your name carefully, as if you were a wild animal, prone for violence.

Maria gave him an odd look, moving Lily over to you and Sarah. “And this is our sweetheart, Lily,” She told you as Lily began fussing relentlessly in her arms, desperate to touch the baby.

“Baby,” She cooed.

“Yeah, that’s right,” You mused, croakily, inching closer to the pair, “This is Sarah, Lily.”

Tommy wanted to throw up. He felt it dancing up his throat, teasing his uncertainty. He felt stuck. He truthfully didn’t know what to do or what to say. Should he straight out ask you? You didn’t seem to recognise him though. Maybe it was a clone? A doppelgänger? Should he run over to Joel’s for safety away from this confusion?

Joel.

Did Joel know? He had to know. He needed to know.

“Tommy what’s wrong?” Maria called to him. He choked a little, eyes trailing over to the plaque that watched over their new life. The plaque he knew had no place for your name. He knew it. You were here.

Maria followed his gaze, a weird feeling in her chest as she saw her husband so unlike himself. She read Joel’s daughter’s name. Sarah. Was he freaked out because they shared the same name?

She gulped - it wasn’t just the baby whose name was shared but yours too it seemed. You couldn’t be, right? No- You died. Joel was so sure you died and despite all Tommy had told her, all the hope he had for you, she always found herself on Joel’s side. Funny that. Any other situation she would’ve made a point to oppose the eldest Miller.

But now... You were just five. You couldn’t have survived on your own. You wouldn’t have had a life in this world.

But again, hadn’t you said you were 27?

“Go,” She told him, firmly, “Make sure.” Tommy nodded, failing to hide his tears as you watched in confusion and darted out of the room with a sense of urgency that unsettled your stomach.

“Is everything okay?”

Maria’s attention snapped back to you, “Fine... everything’s fine.”

A disconcerting feeling swam under your skin and a sudden resolve to flee hit you. “I- We should probably go,” You mumbled, bringing Sarah to your chest once more.

“Wait, please,” She attempted, “Just wait.”

You shook your head, apologising softly before rushing out of the house. You caught eyes with two men across the road - Joel and Tommy. They stood on his porch, seemingly arguing with each other.

You spotted Ellie watching through the window, a guilty look on her face - what had she done?

The brothers stared at you as you left the home. Their eyes didn’t leave you for a second. Tommy called your name, desperately but when he moved to catch up with you, Joel pulled him back.

He clenched his jaw as you rushed back to your home, out of sight. “She was my niece, Joel,” He scowled, “My fuckin’ family too.”

Joel shook his head, shaking off the shame Tommy was trying to force on him.

“You don’t get to keep this kind of thing from me,” He yelled, “You- You are unbelievable, Joel.”

“Unbelievable?” He mocked, “Is it so unbelievable that I didn’t want to advertise to the whole goddamn town that she was my daughter when, hell, I don’t even know if she really is!”

“Bullshit,” Tommy spat, “You’re not stupid. You knew. Of course, you fucking knew. You knew like how I knew. One look. That’s all it woulda took you. No… you knew. You were just too scared - like always. And that, your selfishness, takes us all down with you.”

“Fuck you,” He grunted, storming back inside.

“Christ,” Tommy mumbled, turning back to his own home.

You had a baby.

You were here, alive.

You steered clear from the group for a little while afterwards. The whole situation made you heart clench. It felt like a game that you didn’t know the rules of, but they did. All of them did and they were careful not to reveal anything. But you wanted to know - you needed to.

You knew it involved Joel or at least you felt like it had to. The way he looked at you when you first met. The way he spoke. The way he shook. It had to be him. He had to be the answer.

You gave up on your attempts to avoid them when you came to that realisation.

The same realisation that brought you here, at his front door in the middle of the night. You shyly knocked a few times - no response. You repeated the action with a little more force, a little too much. The door creaked open on the contact, but no one came to greet you.

You sucked in a harsh breath as you debated entering. The door was open right? Fair game? Silently you forced yourself to step inside.

Their home was dark - one lamp lighting a whole room. You frowned looking over to it. Someone had to be here, right? Where else would they be so late?

And then you saw him. Joel. The contradictory man. He was asleep. His body was sprawled all over the couch, an empty bottle of God knows what lay beside him as did what looked like... a bear?

Shakily, you took a step forward, his name dying in your throat as you saw the bear in a better light.

It was... yours.

Why would Joel have your bear? The bear that when you were a child was essentially an extension of you. The bear that chased away all the bad dreams. The bear that your dad had gotten you - your dad.

You gulped - the bear you hadn’t seen since the night you lost everything. Since the night you almost lost your life.

Joel shifted in his sleep, pulling the bear close to his chest, careful of its head as if it was a baby. Your eyes burned. A gasp escaped your lips. You could read the chapter now. You can see that character’s face - your fathers face.

Different but the same.

“D-dad,” You whispered before you could stop yourself and backed away.

Your back met the door, slamming it shut. The man jolted awake, alarmed eyes frantically searching the room before landing on you. They grew small, weaker, like he wasn’t all the way there.

Joel watched you closely, taking note of your falling tears, he spoke your name. You choked on a sob, hand clasping over your mouth. “Baby,” He shot up before he had a moment to think and approached you.

You didn’t flinch away, like he expected. You didn’t stop crying either. You studied him now. The wrinkles. The scars. The grey hairs. The same look in his eyes.

“How long have you known?”

He flinched at that. Your voice so familiar, so broken. “Since we met,” He didn’t have to try too hard to understand what you were getting at. He felt shameful, though. This shouldn’t have been the way, right? This felt too casual, too unknown.

You wanted to ask more, yell at him. Beg him to tell you why it wasn’t the first thing that he told you. But you didn’t. Instead you put one foot in front of the other, until you were mere inches from him. “Dad,” You shuddered.

He hadn’t realised how much he missed being called that, how much he missed being your dad.

“Babygirl,” He took your face in his hands, “My baby grown up.” He watched you closely, tears welling up, “I’m so sorry, babygirl. I’m sorry.”

You shook your head, slamming yourself into his chest, “It’s okay. I’m okay.”

“Oh, baby,” Joel wrapped his arms around you, hand cradling the back of your head.

“With me, babygirl,” He smiled for moment before letting it fall, “Don’t go away again, babygirl, never go away again.”

You smiled into his chest, whimpering softly, “I won’t, dad, I promise.”

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iikatsukii · 1 year

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Too Late.

synopsis: they loved you when it was too late.

pairings: sully family x daughter/sister!reader, neteyam x twin!reader, neytiri x daughter! Reader, jake x daughter!reader

warnings: mentions of death, attempted suicide, suicidal thoughts(?), swearing, familial issues.

word count: 3.6k

a/n: would yall believe me if i said i wrote this while listening to pussy talk by city girls LMFAOOOOO p.s. Happy valentines day (THE RED TEXT IS "FESTIVE" im trynna get into the valentines day spirit :D). I wish i could've given yall part two of illicit love instead of this but i'm not done with it </3. ALMOST THO!!! (gif creds: @world-of-pandora)

(p.s. part two is out now!!)

it was never supposed to end like this. jake's mouth felt bitter. his whole body shook as he let out the most heart-stopping scream when his eyes landed on his eldest daughter. you, neteyam's twin, lay lifeless in his arms. your father cried because he never got to tell you he was proud of you, or that he loved you, or that you didn't need to compare to your brother to still be considered his baby girl.

it wasn't always like this, though.

you and neteyam were always happy and playing around together when you were younger. still, as you two grew older, neteyam took on olo'eyktan training and became his father's perfect warrior. where does that leave you? mo'at had chosen kiri to pursue tsahik training because of her apparent connection to eywa. so where does that leave you? lo'ak took on the role of the troublemaker, and tuk, of course, is just the baby of the family. so where does that leave you?

you're lo'ak's babysitter. making sure the boy doesn't get into trouble, but with your lack of training due to your father training your brother more than you, you weren't really the best babysitter. honestly, it was more lo'ak protecting than you protecting him. he kept you from losing balance while in high places, saved you when you fell into the rapids and flew you home when you forgot your way as if you had not lived in this forest your whole life.

you felt like a burden on your family.

nothing you ever did was right.

you went hunting? cool, but you didn't bring back enough for the whole family, so now neteyam and lo'ak have to go out and find more food for everyone else.

you bead a necklace for your friend? great, but you messed up the pattern she asked for, so she brought it to kiri so she could remake it.

tuk wanted to go play with you? of course! but now she has a sprained ankle from falling into the river while you were looking at flowers a few feet away.

and every time, somehow, some way, your family always managed to say something that felt like a blade stabbed through your heart.

"next time, y/n, just leave the hunting to neteyam and i. at least we know the right amount to bring back." it was lo'ak before he and your twin had to go hunting for more food for dinner a few weeks ago.

"you know, sister, your jewelry hasn't been the same recently. i've had sooo many of your friends coming back to me saying you messed up the pattern they asked for. just try and pay more attention when you're beading." kiri said as you walked into your home. she was re-beading the necklace you gave to your best friend yesterday.

the one she told you was perfect and that she loved it.

"how could you leave your sister unattended like that y/n she could've been killed?! why can't you be like neteyam? you’re twins, for crying out loud, y/n. do you not care for your sister's well-being?" your father scolded you outside your grandmother's hut. you could hear her cries inside the tent, along with your mother's gentle words of comfort, as she tried to calm her youngest daughter down.

you were being compared to your twin for the millionth time in your life, and as used to this as you should be, it still hurt just as bad as the first time your father had said it.

"she only sprained her ankle. it was an accident sempu–" you tried to defend yourself, but you were cut off.

"NO. it is, sir. do you understand me?" jake yelled at you. in your 18 years, your father had never raised his voice at you, let alone for you calling him 'sempu.' he used to love it when you called him because you were his ite and he was your sempu. but right now, to him, you were just someone who had hurt his child and nothing more than that. you hang your head, eyes falling to the floor in front of you as you didn't want your father to see you cry.

"sorry, sir." was all you said before walking away. you don't know where you walked, but you found yourself at the abandoned shack. you knew this area was forbidden, so when you realized where you were, you immediately crouched. you were just gonna walk back because your father would kill you if he found out you were over here, but then you heard voices. you looked through the bush to see a group of 3 or 4 avatars. you knew you couldn't escape now, so you pressed on the collar of your neck.

"sempu– sorry. sir, i need help, i wasn't paying attention to where i was walking, and i can hear avatars speaking english and–" your father cut you off.

"where are you?" he, your mother, and your two brothers were patrolling around your land's territories when they heard you through their earpieces.

you let out a heavy sigh, praying to eywa that he wouldn't chew your ass up for being here, before pressing the button again and saying,

"i'm at the abandoned shac–AHH! OWW, LET GO, YOU ASSHOLE!!" you couldn't finish as one of the avatars found your hiding spot, grabbing you by your queue.

thankfully your family had heard enough. your twin telling his father he knew a shortcut, they all flew as fast as they could to you. honestly, this was their last straw. everyone was fed up with you constantly making things hard for everyone.

your mother, though, was worried. you were caught by those skydemons all by yourself. who knew what they would do to you?

as you waited for your family, you were roughly held by your queue as they poked and prodded at you like they had never seen a native before.

"let me see your hands." the man with a buzzcut spoke.

"why don't you look at my feet instead?" you said. they all gave you a confused look until you kicked quaritch right in his face. you don't know how, but it caused the avatar behind you to loosen his grip, so you tried to make a break for it.

unluckily for you, the female avatar grabbed your arm, pulling you back into her form. she gripped you by your neck, unaware that she had pressed the button on your communicator. you hissed at her. the man you had kicked was only laughing as he wiped the blood dripping from his nose. "she must be one of his. she's defiant. grab her hands, let me see." he said

the avatar behind you grabbed your hands, holding them both out.

"hm… four fingers. maybe she's not one of his." were they gonna let you go? wishful thinking.

"fine. she may not be one of his but if one of their people go missing they're bound to come for her. keep her." his words made your heart sank. were they gonna take you? away from everything? your home? your family? if you could even call it that.

but then you thought about it. you really can't call it that. you don't remember the last happy memory you had with someone, anyone, in your family. it clicked to you that it had been about 10 minutes since you had radioed your father, and he wasn't here yet. were they even coming for you? you knew it was a stupid question. they weren't coming for you. why would they when this was the easiest way to get rid of the weak link of the family? it's not like your blood would be on their hands, and their life would be way better without you.

"they're not gonna come for me. i have no family. you killed my family in the last war, you dickhead." you lied to the man you had kicked earlier.

hearing you say this confused your family. what were you talking about?

"dammit you're an orphan? i didn't know the na'vi had any of those. then what do we do with her. she's useless. nobody will notice she's gone." the woman behind you asked her superior.

"hmm.. i have a better idea. kill her. use her as a warning to the sullys. this is what we're capable of now. it'll be a threat. give us jake sully and nobody else will die. but this one… this one is our lab rat. we're gonna make you bleed out nice and slow little one." he said as he grabbed his pistol off his waist, pressing it below your jaw. the nickname made you internally gag, but you held your ground.

these people had no real idea how tired you really were. you were exhausted. you were ready for life with eywa. you wanted your deity to hold you close, keep you warm, and protect you from the harsh real world. the world that your parents didn't adequately prepare you for. the world that you were ready to leave.

"kill me," you said as you grabbed quaritch's wrist and moved his gun from under your jaw to right above your heart. "and make it quick. nobody will come for me anyways," you said in a monotone voice.

the avatars all looked at you in awe. they had never once seen a na'vi so willing to give up their life. the natives they had all met were vicious, hissing and armed, always ready to kill. but you. you were the opposite.

you were fed up and ready to die. but not for your people. for your own inner peace.

"no," quaritch said, putting his gun down. that shocked everyone. like he shocked his soldiers and your family, who had been listening the whole time. they were trying to get to you as fast as possible.

hearing how you really felt was a wake-up call for your family. and when they heard bullets moving within the chamber of quaritch's pistol, they all flew their ikrans as fast as possible, weaving through trees and around mountains, trying to get to you.

you looked at the man like he had just betrayed you.

"DO IT, YOU COWARD! FUCKING DO IT! NOBODY WILL COME FOR ME!! THEY DON'T CARE!! THEY DON'T FUCKING CARE!!" you don't know what came over you, but you tried to wrestle quaritch's pistol out of his hands. your family was only 2 clicks away and could hear you struggling. everyone landed at the same time. the sullys, excluding tuk and kiri, who had stayed with mo'at, caught quaritch's attention, which distracted him enough for you to pull the gun from his grip.

you distanced yourself from everyone, and looking around, you realized you were surrounded by everyone. your family and these random avatar people. everyone could read you. you were a ticking time bomb and the only person in control of the trigger was you. one of the avatars took a step forward slowly, but you saw him move and point the gun at him. it didn't stop him from moving, but you heard screams of protest when you pointed the gun at your own head. that's when everyone froze. the avatars. your family. nature. time. eywa. you. everything was frozen.

"babygirl…" the nickname made you snap your neck to the man who was the root of your problems.

"NO! no, you do not get to call me that. if i can't call you ma sempu, don't bother referring to me as your daughter." you said. your energy was depleted, and you knew you would only be able to stand here for a couple more minutes before you opened your own doors and walked to your great-mother. jake tried to take a step closer to you, which only caused you to tense up and pull on the trigger a little bit. everyone immediately backed up, your mother hissing at you through her tears. "MA ITE, PUT THE GUN DOWN," she screamed at you.

"sa'nok…" you whimpered, not even being able to look her in the eyes.

"sa'nu… i can't" you sobbed. you could barely breathe and your tears were coming down in waterfalls at this point. you couldn't see anything clearly. your tears had blurred your vision.

you knew your mom loved you. she and tuk were the only ones in the family who had never uttered a harsh word in your direction. though she was busy taking care of tuk, so it wasn't like you got much attention from them either. but there's no way you would blame her or tuk for that. if anything, you're sorry that you have to leave them, but this world isn't for you. you turned on your heels, looking at the man whose gun you took.

"you are a coward. you should've pulled the goddamn trigger. you're fucking pathetic. are you happy now? now everyone here gets to experience what they've waited so long for." nobody had ever heard you speak to anyone like that. honestly, they couldn't tell if your words were directed at quaritch or yourself.

you inhaled, looking up at the eclipse, your bioluminescent freckles glowing brighter than they ever had in the nighttime as tears cascaded down your face.

"goodbye," you said as you squeezed the trigger, hearing a loud bang and tons of screaming. you felt no pain, though. you opened your eyes, not realizing you had closed them, and looked around. you noticed your pistol was stuck in the tree in front of you with an arrow clean through it. you turned to your twin with hate in your eyes. he lowered his bow as he read your expression.

"now you wanna save me?" your voice was weak but filled with venom.

"why didn't you save me when you noticed i stopped hanging out with you guys? hm? why didn't you teach me when i was younger? huh? why didn't you talk to me other than when you were chewing my ass out for something that was A FUCKING ACCIDENT, GODAMMIT. WHY?!" you felt like your tears were endless.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU LOVE ME?! ANSWER ME YOU FUCKERS!! WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME?!" you screamed your frustrations at your father and brothers. none of them could look you in your eyes, save for your mother. "you only want to save me because you know how much i don't want to be saved anymore but it's too goddamn late," you said.

you turned to the female avatar who was holding you from before. you noticed her gun earlier and hoped you looked threatening enough for her to use it as you ran in her direction. she didn't know what to do. she didn't know you were a barely trained warrior or that you wouldn't have put a scratch on her. she didn't know you were harmless. all she knew was that you were a native, and the natives were hostile.

so she pulled her gun out and fired two shots into your chest.

the momentum of the bullet was enough to stop you from running. you felt the searing pain start to blossom in your chest area. falling to your knees, your eyes met the woman who had shot you. you looked at her shirt, reading her name. it was a funny name to you, but you didn't care. she had fulfilled your wish without even knowing it. so you used your last breath to speak.

"thank you, z-dog" you slumped over on your side, as everything started to go slow. your vision was starting to darken, and you let it consume you, not wanting to fight for your life anymore.

cue the screams and cries from your family and the fleeing steps of the rda soldiers. your chest stopped rising and falling, and your breathing had ceased. your family surrounded your body, trying to stop your bleeding and preserve the life that had already left your body. still, you had been shot twice, and both bullets had exit wounds. it was no use. nearby, na'vi had heard the screams of distress and had called over some hunters and scouts to investigate the scene since they knew the area was near the forbidden old shack.

the hunters and scouts arrived at the scene armed and ready to defend their people, but what they were met with was the last thing they expected to see. the eldest sully daughter was lying on the floor, motionless, with two bullet holes in her chest and her blood sinking into the forest floor. her family leaned over her body, screaming and crying for her to be okay and to return to them. they whispered how sorry they were. they whispered to her how if she came back, they would treat her right, teach her, hang out with her, and love her like they were supposed to. but it's too late.

nobody knew how to react. the eldest sully daughter had died, and nobody but her family knew what had happened.

“ma ite, oel ngati kameie. i see you. i'm sorry, i'm so so sorry. you don't have to be your brother. being you was just fine." your father cried as he cradled your head. brushing your hair away from your face, getting blood on your cheek since his hands were covered in it.

neteyam and lo'ak were each holding one of your hands. they cried as they watched their tears pool in your palm and then fall off the edge to drip into the soil below your body. they couldn't believe they treated you like anything less than their sister. they treated you like you were a stranger, a burden to deal with. and now that you were gone, they could not tell you how sorry they were for how they treated you.

neytiri was inconsolable. her firstborn daughter had just died in front of her eyes. willingly. she wanted this. her own daughter wanted to take her life. and she couldn't do anything to stop it. how could she not know? how did you go 18 years hurting in silence? how did she not know you needed to be saved?

"ma ite. my baby. ma y/n." neytiri's heart shattered when she saw those bullets go through your chest. she cried over your body for what felt like hours, but it was only a few minutes until the male healers came so they could carry you to the healing tents to prepare you for your burial ritual.

as jake pulled his mate from your body, she started to push against him trying to get him to let go of her so she could return to her daughter.

eventually, jake lets go, unable to keep his mate from her child. he joined her and just asked the healers to give your family a minute with you.

they just nodded in understanding, leaving your family to grieve.

two pairs of footsteps rushed towards the clearing, where the family mourned one of their own.

kiri and tuk had heard the news and came as fast as they could. tuk screamed, running up to you and curling herself into your chest as she sobbed into your neck. she didn't care if she was getting blood all over herself. you were her older sister, and she didn't even get to say goodbye. she felt nothing but sadness and loss. tuk felt terrible because the last time she had seen you was earlier when you brought her back from the stream because she had sprained your ankle. and now you were lying on the forest floor dead? how did this happen?

"HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?! SISTER, PLEASE!!" kiri begged you to wake up as she placed herself where her father was earlier. she rested your head in her lap, looking into your lifeless yellow eyes. you were her elder sister. as much as you didn't know, kiri looked up to you. she knew how hard you tried for the family, and though it wasn't your fault that you would mess up a necklace every once and a while, she couldn't help but feel guilty for the words she said to you in those moments. she knew she could've should've been nicer about it.

when it was finally time for the healers to take your body, once again, neytiri tried to fight against them. this time everyone in the family had to hold her back as the healer walked you away in a leaf big enough to cover your entire body from the eyes of those around you. once you were gone from her view, neytiri fell to the floor again, sobbing into the ground,

"GREAT MOTHER, WHY?!!" their mother's screams felt like a knife in their hearts. the sully family felt nothing but guilt and grief upon your death. nobody got closure because there is no closure for this kind of thing. they were the reason you wanted to die, and now that you got what you wanted, they had to live with that guilt.

you were high in being held in eywa's embrace as you cried. looking down on your family. you did not regret your decision, but you just had one question for your deity.

"did they really love me, great mother." eywa heaved a sigh before answering you.

"my ite, your mother and youngest sister loved you everyday, they were just very poor at showing it i'm afraid." you nodded your head, asking a follow-up question,

"what about the others?" you knew by her face that you wouldn't like the answer, but it was too late. the question was asked. and the answer is precisely the reason why you did what you did.

"they loved you just a little bit too late, my child."

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honeybubblebeeeeee · 2 months

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need pt 2 of the arranged marriage wit toji im begging

THE WAY YALL BLEW THAT UP AND I DIDNT THINK IT WAS GOOD OMG <333333 HERE IS MORE I HOPE I PUT THE SAME CRACK IN THIS ONE

Arranged marriageAU!Toji x reader PART 2

CW: Toji had gone on a business trip just when you and Megumi get sick, what will you do

You knew it was going to be a bad weekend when you woke up in the middle of the night to a raging fever. You squinted at your phone as you picked it up - 3 am. Fuck.

Megumi slept soundly on the baby monitor thankfully. A sick baby while you were sick was not something you wanted to deal with. Toji was away on a work trip this weekend and wouldn't be home until monday so in the event something were to actually happen this would not be the weekend for it.

You crept to the kitchen, throwing back Tylenol and brewing some tea. Every muscle and bone in your body ached, your head swam and you could feel a sheen of sweat along your skin.

As you sipped your tea and the Tylenol kicked in, slowly you were feeling better. Things could be worse but for the moment you could deal.

Until the faint sound of crying hit your ears. You leaned your head back preparing yourself for what you knew was coming.

Quickly you went up the stairs and to Megumi's room. His crying only got louder as you opened the door to see him standing in his crib, his face flushed red as tears stained his cheeks.

"Megumi baby what's wrong?" You felt the heat radiating off of him as you picked him up. "You have a fever too don't you?" He wailed as you tried to feel his forehead and to your dismay he was definitely feverish. You cooed at him as your tried to soothe his screaming.

"Maybe a bottle will help 'Gumi? Do you want a bottle?" He took a short breath before wailing again as you took him downstairs to the kitchen. It was safe to assume you weren't going back to sleep.

It was hard to do anything while he flailed and screamed in your ear. "Megumi it's okay you're okay baby but I gotta put you down for a second." you placed him on the floor beside you but he only then stood, gripping your leg as he wailed. You felt terrible to say the least.

You made his bottle as quickly as you could with him latched to you. A few drops of children's Tylenol to hopefully soothe his raging fever.

"Okay baby come here. You want up?" His cries died off as you picked him up and gave him the bottle. The tears dried and you paced around as you bounced him, hoping to soothe him back to sleep.

Eventually his eyes closed, and quietly you walked up the stairs and to his room. Just as you set him down and went to walk away his eyes opened and he cried once again. "Megumi, I don't know what to do." You picked him up again, his cries softened to sniffles as you bounced him. Your body ached with every movement.

He settled, his head resting on your shoulder but his eyes still open. The sun would be up but you were both riding on no sleep and a tired Megumi was not something you needed on top of you both being sick.

Walking to your room you tried to lay him down in your bed with you but he only cried. Sighing you stood and picked him up again. "I don't know how to help gumi. I'm right here. Mama doesn't feel good either." Nothing soothed him.

The entire day continued. Your own fever raged on, your head pounding as Megumi cried and wailed at every point. You had never wished so badly for Toji to be home.

It was late in the evening now on saturday, Toji wasn't supposed to be home until monday but you couldn't do this. You could feel yourself getting irritated and upset. It wasn't Megumi's fault and it wasn't your own either.

You stared at his contact on your phone. Would he be mad? Would he even do anything to help? He probably wouldn't even answer. Sighing you pressed the call button, Megumi crying in your other ear as you tried to soothe him at the same time.

It rang and rang, you felt tears brimming as you listened to it. He wasn't going to pick up. You pulled it away from your ear ready to hang up.

"Y/N? Is everything okay?" His deep voice sounded through the phone, you could have cried. You wanted to. You were.

Sniffling you stuttered trying to find your words. "Toji I'm sorry I-I-"

"What's wrong? Is that Megumi crying?" You didn't even notice the concern in his voice, over the tears and crying.

"Toji can you come home please? I can't-"

Before you could even finish he cut you off. "I'll come home immediately. It'll be a couple hours though. Are you going to be okay or do you want me to call someone?"

A sob left you, you couldn't even think you were so tired. "I-I'll manage for a little longer I think. I'm so tired Toji."

"I know mama, you're doing good. I'll be there soon okay? If you change your mind and want me to call someone I will just text me okay."

A shuddering breath left you, Megumi's own hiccups from crying sounded into the phone. "okay, thank you.."

"I gotta hang up now. Text me if you need anything okay?" The call ended and silent tears left you quietly as you pushed the damp hair out of Megumi's eyes. Both of you were feverish and no medication was bringing it down. "dada is coming home. You miss dada Megumi?" His little hands rubbed his wet eyes as you swayed softly hoping to soothe him. "I miss him too baby."

What you didn't know was Toji had missed you too. Since that night in his room, he's only been plagued with thoughts of you. He thought going on this work trip that he originally had not agreed to would allow him to put space between you two. To build the walls around his heart again but here you were, melting it. He had never moved so quickly after hearing you crying through the phone.

It had been an hour, then two, then three. It was pushing midnight and Megumi's cries never stopped. No matter what you did he continued. You had cried with him. Had cried even hard when he was sick all over you. He cried even harder when you had to quickly put him down to rush to the bathroom to be sick yourself.

Relief swept over you as the lock turned and Toji's large frame came into view. He kicked off his shoes and threw down his bag before swiftly moving towards you. Still in his suit, not even taking a moment to strip off his jacket. His hand cradled the back of your head as he pulled you and a crying Megumi into him. Kissing the top of your head, he mumbled against you. "You did good mama. Let me take him."

You mind reeled at the affection but you were too tired and too sick to say anything. Toji took Megumi from you, mumbling something to him as his tears slowed. "Come upstairs." You nodded, following behind him. At the top of the stairs you went to turn towards the hall with Megumi's room but Toji grabbed your hand with his free one. "Come this way."

You looked at him with large eyes but followed him anyway. He pulled you along to his room, past the sitting room, into the bedroom and then the large bathroom. Toji dropped your hand, still holding on to a sniffling Megumi who had stopped crying for the time being. He opened a door, pulling down two black fluffy towels and placing them on the toilet beside the shower. He even went as far as to start the shower.

"I'll take care of Megumi. Take some time to relax." He left the room shutting the door before you could even register what happened.

The shower was heaven, somehow the water pressure in his room was so much better and you knew you would be sneaking in here when he was gone to use it. You felt refreshed and mildly human again, still lightheaded and ill but not so yucky.

You wrapped the fluffy black towel around yourself before realizing you didn't bring clean clothes in here. It wasn't like Toji had never seen you in a towel or naked for that matter but it still felt odd to just walk out only in a towel.

Cracking the door open a tiny bit only to see Toji sitting on the bed, legs spread as his elbows rested on his upper thighs, still sitting in his suit. He looked up at you through the door as it opened. "Feel better?"

You opened the door all the way and nodded. "Yes thank you."

Toji nodded back before handing you a pile of clothes. "Here, I grabbed some clothes for you." You nodded your thanks before slipping back into the bathroom to change. Heat rushed to your face, surely not because of the fever, when you looked at the clothes. The black shorts were yours but the large black t-shirt was definitely his, it smelled like him too. A little too happily you slipped it on. It covered your shorts but it was so comfortable and soft.

You opened the door once again, holding your towel in your hand as you tried to dry your hair. Toji stood, towering you as he held out his hand. "Give me the towel." Unnerved you handed it over, he threw it into a basket in the corner of the room before turning you around and leading you back towards the bathroom mirror.

Toji moved around you, pulling out a hair dryer and plugging it in. Turning it on, he pointed it at your hair, softly moving through the strands. This moment felt more intimate then any time you had sex with him. The image was also a little funny. A huge intimidating man in a suit drying his wife's hair. Well forced wife. That thought ruined the cuteness of the moment.

You could feel your eyes getting heavy as he worked. "Oh wait, where's megumi?" Your eyes snapped up to look at him in the mirror.

He chuckled low. "I gave him some medicine and put him to bed. I grabbed the baby monitor from your room. I'll worry about Megumi."

Toji wrapped up the hairdryer putting it away once he was finished. You followed him out of the room and stopped short as he pulled back the fluffly comforter on his bed as if he was about to go to sleep in his suit.

"Well I guess I'll go to bed now. Are you sure you don't want me to take care of Megumi?"

He turned to look at you, his hands resting in his pockets. "No. I want you to rest."

You nodded and turned around to leave the way you had entered his room.

"Where are you going?" Turning to look at him as he had taken steps towards you as if to stop you if you got too far from him. "To bed?"

A smirk crossed his face. "You're sleeping in here."

"What? I-"

"I wasn't asking." Your eyes widened at his words but you followed as he beckoned you over.

You got under the blankets where he had pulled them back, hating how much more comfortable it was. Toji pulled the blankets up and over you before moving to turn on the lamp beside you and turning off the big light in the room.

"I'm going to shower. Go to sleep. If Megumi wakes knock on the door and I'll go check on him. Understood?" His voice was stern but there was an underlying softness to his words.

You nodded, not being able to hide how heavy your eyes felt. "Take this first mama" He handed you a pill and some water, choking it down before resting your head on the pillow once again.

He slipped into the bathroom and you slipped into a slumber.

Your eyes weakly opened as light from the bathroom shined into the room, framing Toji's body, making the water on his skin glisten. He looked almost otherworldly from your perspective. You could barely see the smirk that played on his lips. "Go back to sleep doll, I didn't mean to wake you."

Mumbling something in coherently you closed your eyes, his soft chuckling floating through the quiet room.

It could have been ten minutes or an hour since he came out of the bathroom but you couldn't mistake the way the blankets moved and the bed dipped next to you as Toji got comfortable next to you. You were much to tired to object to the way he placed his hand on your forehead to feel your temperature, or the way your body shook from chills.

"You awake doll? You're shaking."

Somehow you forced out a, "cold" through your sleepiness.

But you didn't protest when he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you flush against his warm and bare skin. You also didn't have any control over the content hum that left your body at the feeling of him against you.

You had fallen back asleep before hearing the soft chuckle that left his lips or the wide smirk that crossed them. "What am I gonna do with you doll."

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lovingmattysposts · 5 months

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Eastside 5

P1 P2 P3 P6 P7 P8 P9 P10 P11 P12 P13 P14 P15 P16 P17

pairing: y/n and matt sturniolo

summary: growing up in the outskirts of Boston wasn't really pretty. Life wasn't that great for most people, most people. You had Matt and no one fucked with you when Matt was standing by your side. The chief's daughter and the bad boy deliquent. A perfect love story?

warnings: smutt kinda, angst, cursing

literally wrote the whole thing, it deleted, i cried, i made it EVEN BETTER, and this is why im posting at 1am love yall

xoxo, autumn

Matt and I were walking down the sidewalk. We were about 10 minutes from his house and he stared down at me.

“What?” I asked looking up at my boyfriend, his blue eyes looking down at me. He shrugged smiling and shaking his head. I smiled and looked down.

It was kind of crazy how you can know someone you’re whole life and spend almost every second with them and still get butterflies. I wondered if he got butterflies or if it was just me.

“Matt” I said pushing him slightly off the sidewalk. “What?” He laughed looking down at me. I shook my head feeling a blush come up my cheeks.

“What?” He asked wrapping both his arms around me as we walked. I leaned into his touch. “Is it weird that you still make me nervous?” I asked looking up at him. He furrowed his eyebrows as he released me, before reaching down and interlocking our fingers.

“Nervous how?” He asked as he pulled me along with him. I shrugged. “Like I have a crush on you and you have no idea kinda nervous” I smiled at him. He looked down at me and shook his head.

“No it’s not weird. I don’t think anything you do is weird” he smiled. I looked down trying to shake my smile.

“Y/n” he said stopping and pulling me. I looked back at him. “I love you” he mumbled pressing his lips against mine. I smiled as he pulled back.

“I love you too” I whispered back. He smiled as he traced my jaw with his fingers.

“Look who is it”

We both turned from the voices. Four guys I didn’t recognize, but Matt’s face dropped. “Matt?” I whispered looking at him. He dropped my hand making my heart clench from the loss of his touch.

They approached us fast. My eyes were trained on Matt’s as he looked at them. From his expression my heart started to beat out of my chest.

“Y/n, go” he said not looking down at me. I shook my head. “I’m not leaving you” I stated back stepping towards him. He placed his hand on the side of my head. “Now, walk home now” he said glancing down at me.

“I’m not leaving you” I said back through gritted teeth. He opened his mouth to say something but didn’t have time to say anything but they approached us. My feet stayed planted as Matt shifted in front of me.

“This should be fun” one of the guys in front chuckled. I stared at them. “Cute! Are you guys on a little date?” He chuckled looking down at me. Matt clenched his fists. I looked between them.

“Not now, we can do this another time. Not while she’s here” Matt stated looking back at him. He chuckled and looked down. My eyes stayed on Matt.

“Matt” I said my voice breaking. I knew this wasn’t good. I was terrified. “So you think we’re on your time pretty boy?” He asked stepping towards us.

“You lost that privilege a long time ago” The guys face hardened. Matt pushed me back, making me tumbled slightly as a fist came flying at his face. I gasped as Matt punched him back causing the other guys to join in.

A 4-on-1 fight and Matt was on the ground. Taking hits let and right. My heart clenched as I rushed forward, attempted to push them off of him, but I was no use. I wasn’t strong enough.

“Stop!” I screamed as I used everything in me to pull them off. “Get her” one mumbled before one of them came flying up to me. “No!” I screamed as I scratched his face. He grabbed my arms pinning them behind me as tears fell out of my eyes.

“MATT” I screamed as loud as I could trying to kick the guy that was restraining me, but I was no use. There was nothing I could do but stand there and watch them as they threw punch after punch at my boyfriend, blood everywhere.

I kicked with everything in me to the guy behind me. “Please no” I cried my legs failed beneath me. That’s when I heard the sirens in the distance, causing them to come off my boyfriend and look up. They all stood up, letting me go before sprinting into the opposite direction.

I fell the the ground as he let me go, I crawled over to him. “No” I cried as I held his face in my hands, my hands bloody. I pulled against him. “Matt please no, please be okay” I cried.

But he was already gone.

That’s when I woke up.

I sprung up, tears streaming down my face gasping for air, clenching my chest.

“Y/n? Y/n what’s wrong?” I heard hands come around me. I flinched before turning seeing Matt blinking his eyes open with concern filling his face.

“Matt” I sobbed as I reached for him. He pulled me against his chest as he wrapped his arms around me. He put his hand on the top of my head, trying to calm me down but I cried violently against him.

“It’s okay, you’re okay. It was just a dream. I’m here” he whispered against the top of my head, but my cries didn’t slow down. “Shh” he whispered as he ran his fingers through my hair.

He was here. He was alive.

“Matt” I cried against him. “What is it? What happened?” He asked quietly as he reached down wiping the tears from under my eyes.

“You-you-“ I shook my head trying to contain my breathing. He shook his head. “Y/n try to take a breath, I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere” He said shaking his head looking down at me. I shook my head as another sob came out of my throat.

He sighed as he pulled me closer to him and he sat up turning on the light and pulled me onto his lap. I shook my head as I clung onto him for dear life.

He just held me as I cried.

I calmed down slightly trying to breath as he rubbed my knee. “Baby, talk to me” he whispered against the top of my head before kissing the top of my head. I let out a shaky breath.

“There were these guys” I said shaking my head. He just looked down at me wiping under my eyes as I spoke. “And-and-“ I said losing my breath. “Just talk slowly” he whispered as he ran his fingers through my hair.

“Matt they hurt you—and I couldn’t do a-anything” I shook my head looking up at him. He sighed and bit his lip. “It’s okay, it wasn’t real. I’m okay, you’re okay” He shook his head. I shook my head.

“I felt so h-helpless” I cried as I hugged him. He sighed. “Just try to go back to sleep my love” He whispered. I let out a shaky breath as my cries calmed down.

Matt pov

I just held her as she shook against me. Whatever she just dreamt about really shook her up, and I hated that it was about me. Her breathing returned to normal, as I closed my eyes and ran my hand against her head trying to calm her down.

It’s was like 5 in the morning and she gave me a heart attack when she jumped awake. I didn’t even mean to fall asleep here, but I wasn’t leaving now. Thank God I was here when she woke up.

My heart clenched, I’d never seen her cry like this before. It killed me. I wanted to kill everything that ever hurt her, but I couldn’t control her fucking dreams.

So I just held her until she fell asleep again, or at least until she stopped crying.

“If you ever die on me, I’ll never forgive you” She mumbled against me making me look down at her. I smiled as she attempted to pull against me even tighter.

“I won’t” I whispered.

The rest of the week wouldn’t leave my side. She left her house 30 minutes before school everyday and stood outside my house and held my arm every second we were together.

I wasn’t complaining, but I was getting major disapproving looks from Chris and Nick. But y/n didn’t care. I think she thought the dream was real or was going to happen. I've never seen her like this.

"Hey" She smiled up at me as pulled me into her, kissing me softly. "Hi" I chuckled down at her. She smiled and wrapped her arms around me. I smiled and shook my head.

"Babe, you're ruining my reputation" I laughed as I glanced around the hall. She rolled her eyes letting me out of her grip and leaned back raising her eyebrows.

"Sorry forgot that you're such a tough guy" She rolled her eyes. I shook my head smiling. "Drug test tomorrow" She sighed leaning against the lockers. I glanced down at her. She grabbed my hand pulling me towards her.

"You gonna pass?" She asked looking at me. I let out a breath. "Matt" She said glaring at me. "Yes ma'am, I'm gonna pass" I smiled leaning down to her. She smiled and pecked my lips.

"Good" She smiled. "Tracks tonight, don't forget" She smiled as she stepped back. My eyes went wide and I pulled her back to me. "Uh, no. We're not going there anymore" I shook my head down at her. Her eyebrows furrowed.

"What do you mean? We always meet there on Friday" She said shaking her head at me. I sighed looking to the side. They knew about her. We couldn't go over there anymore.

"What are you not tell me?" She asked dropping my hand. I sighed looking down. "Other than the whole secret life you're hiding from me" She swallowed crossing her arms over her chest.

"Y/n/n" I said looking down at her. She looked away from me. "Just come over to my house" I smiled down at her, pulling her against me. She smiled. "Let me take care of you" I whispered down at her, running my hands down her side. She smiled before pushing me back.

"No" She stated making my eyes go wide. "I'll be at the tracks, show up or don't see if I care" She stated before turning and walking away. I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose. She was so stubborn.

"Girlfriend troubles?" Chris smiled as he passed by. I glanced up at him, shaking my head. He stopped walking up to me. I glared at him. "What it's not all sunshine and rainbows messing with Northside blood?" He gasped pressing his hand to his chest.

"Fuck off Chris" I said shaking my head. He laughed as I walked down the hall with him. I glanced over at him. "Never get a girlfriend" I mumbled looking over at him. He pursed his lips.

"Don't need to, I got bitches drippin on me like a faucet" He smiled as he waved to a group of girls smiling at us, making them giggle. I rolled my eyes and made a face of disgust. "Could be you" He said pushing my shoulder, smiling up at me.

I shook my head.

"Don't want em" I stated blankly. He rolled his eyes before stopping. "You can't possibly think you can drag her through this forever" He stated looking at me. I just blinked at him. "What are you on about Chris?" I asked shaking my head. He shrugged.

"This buisness isn't pretty. You know that--" He said pointing his finger into my chest. I looked away from him. "I know that" He said pointing to myself. He pointed behind me, making me turn.

Y/n was leaning into her locker, rubbing her lips together as she put on some chapstick. I smiled. He pushed me slightly making me look back at him, glaring. "She doesn't" He said pressing his lips together.

"And from the way she's been clinging onto you for the past week, she's gonna find out the hard way." He said raising his eyebrows at me. I rolled my eyes.

"You always think the worst Chris" I said down at him. He shrugged. "Maybe I do" He stated. "But you're thinking the best scenerio, and we both know that's not what's gonna happen" He shook his head, making me look down at my feet. I rubbed my hand over my face.

"You going to the tracks tonight?" He asked raising his eyebrows. I just looked at him. He shrugged and shook his head. "Good luck with that" He mumbled walking away and shaking his head.

y/n pov

"You ever think why they shut down these tracks?" I asked as I attempted to balance on the end of the metal. "Will you get down? You're gonna hurt yourself" Matt sighed as he walked next to me. I smiled as I contined to balance.

"Do you think a train went off the rails and then they had to shut it down?" I asked as I looked down, putting one foot in front of the other. "I don't know" He mumbled looking at me. I stumbled slightly, causing Matt to place his hands on my waist.

"I'm good" I chuckled as I continued to walk. He let out a breath. "I'll be lucky to make it to 25, dating you" He said shaking his head. I rolled my eyes before reaching over to him. He stopped turning over to me. I placed my hands on his shoulders to steady myself.

I smiled down at him. He just stared up at me.

"Smile" I stated smiling at him. He shook his head smiling slightly. I smiled pressing my hands against his face. "I saw it!" I cheered as he pushed my hands away.

"Tell me you love me" I said looking at him. He rolled his eyes. "You haven't told me today and you've been acting like a total dick" I sighed. He furrowed his eyebrows. "No I haven't" He said shaking his head.

I rolled my eyes before jumping off the tracks and down next to him. He just looked down at me. He glanced around slightly before looking back at me. I looked around.

"Who are you looking for?" I smiled. He shrugged and slid his hands into his pockets. "It's not safe here like it used to be" He said staring down at me. I rolled my eyes. "What's changed?" I asked looking at him. He avoided my eyes.

I rolled my eyes before turning back onto the racks, balancing again. He sighed as he stood next me. "Y/n" He stated. I lifted one of my feet and smiled at him. "I'm getting good at it" I laughed slightly. He just looked down at me.

"Are you trying to kill me?" He asked as he looked down at my feet on the slippery steel. I rolled my eyes. "I'm like a foot off the ground Matt. How could I get hurt?" I asked looking at him. He stared at me. "You'll find a way" He stated. I sighed before stepping off the tracks again.

"Don't you think you're a little too protective over me?" I asked turning away from him. He sighed as he walked beside me. "No" He stated blankly. I raised my eyebrows looking at him. "I protect you enough" He stated. I shook my head.

"I don't need your protection. I get that shit enough with my dad" I mumbled looking at the ground. He let out a breath. "It's different y/n" He stated making me stop. "What?" I asked throwing my arms up.

"What's different?" I asked shaking my head. He closed his eyes and let out a breath. "I'm tired of fighting with you" I shook my head. He looked up at me. "I love you" I sighed stepping towards him.

"I don't like fighting" I shook my head. He looked down at me. "Now tell me you love me before I start crying" I said softly. He smiled and shook his head.

"Of course I love you" He stated, making me smile. He leaned down kissing me breifly. "You know what we haven't had in a while?" I asked as I started to walk again. He let out a breath as he walked with me.

"What?" He asked. "Sex" I said looking at the ground. He froze looking at me. I smiled at him. He smiled at me. "Too bad you won't tell me whatever you're hiding because It's not happening until you do" I sighed as I countined walking, smiling to myself.

I heard him groan and rub his hands over his face.

"That's not fair" He said running up to me. I shrugged. "Life's not fair" I smiled at him. He shook his head smiling. "You're evil" He chuckled. I chuckled. "That's why you love me" I smiled. He pulled my arm and pulled me against him, running his hand down my face.

“Or I love you because you’re kinder than me” He sighed as he moved his hand down my face. “And you’re funny” he smiled down at me. I smiled. “And sexy” he said grazing his hand down my collar bone.

“I’m not caving” I smiled at him. He sighed leaned back, making me giggle. “Guess I’ll just have to show you I love you the old fashion way” he sighed. I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked up at him.

“And what’s that?” I asked smiling. He looked down before reaching into his pocket, pulling out a small box. I looked up at him as he held it in his hand.

“Matt” I stated looking at him. He smiled handing me the box. “Open it” he smiled. I looked at him and then down at the box. I sighed as I pulled the small box open before revealing a small dainty necklace with a small ‘M’ on it. I sighed, a smile coming to my face.

“Matt” I breathed as I looked at it. It was beautiful. I looked up at him. “W-where did you get the money for something like this?” I asked looking up at him. He rolled his eyes.

“Please tell me you like it” he chuckled. I smiled as I wrapped my arms around his neck planting a kiss, slowly smiling. He pulled back.

“I’ll take that as a yes?” He smiled tilting his head. I sighed letting him go looking down at him. “Matt, I love it” I smiled stupidly shaking my head. I looked up at him.

“Why did you get me this? It’s not my birthday” I said looking at him. He smiled and shook his head.

“It doesn’t have to be your birthday. I know I’ve kind of been a shitty boyfriend recently and I just want you to show you that I love you and that you’re the most important person in the world to me” he smiled placing his hands on my face as he spoke to me making me blush.

I looked down at it before handing it to him and turning around pulling my hair out of the way. I felt him press against me and he wrapped it around my neck and snapped it into place, leaning down and pressing a small kiss on the side of my neck.

I turned around before kissing him passionately, smiling against his lips. I pulled back looking down at the necklace. I glanced up at him before lifting the small ‘m’.

“Look” I whispered as he looked down at my neck. “Now the world with know that I’m yours” I smiled up at him. He raised his eyebrows as he gripped my hips pulling me against him.

“Yeah?” He whispered looking down at me. I blinked up at him nodding. He pushed the hair behind my neck before gripping my chin with his hand.

“You like that don’t you?” He whispered. I nodded as he moved his thumb over my lips pulling my bottom lip down.

“I want to tattoo you on my skin” I whispered. His eyes glossed over as he raised an eyebrow. “Don’t say things you can’t take back princess” He whispered as he tilted his head down kissing my sweet spot right below my ear, that he knew so well. I muffled a whine as I pressed my body against him.

He wrapped his arm around my back pushing our bodies together as he kissed and bit down my neck. I took a breath in.

“Matt” I tried not to moan as he kissed my neck roughly. I pushed harder against him feeling his length against my stomach. I swallowed.

“Matt” I said again. He lifted his head pressing his lips against my ear. “What is it sweetheart?” He whispered. I squeezed my eyes shut.

“I need you” I mumbled. I felt him smirk as he kissed my jaw. “Really? How badly?” He said kissing my neck softly. I sighed as I reached down pressing my hand against his hardening length.

“Maybe as much as you need me?” I smiled as he lifted his head and looked at me with dark eyes. He reached up wrapping his hand slightly around my neck.

“How badly?” He repeated. I swallowed and closed my eyes. “So badly” I whispered. He smirked as he looked down at me. “Do you really want it?” He asked looking down at me. I nodded and whined.

I heard his phone start to buzz, but we ignored it.

He let go of his grip on my throat.

“Get on the ground” he said harshly. I quickly got on the ground, ripping off my shirt as he fumbled with his belt, but before I even had time to throw my shirt to the side he was on top of me connecting his lips to mine roughly.

I moaned as he bit down on my lip, sticking his tongue into my mouth. He pushed my hands above my head as his hands trailed down my body and one of his hands came over my bra pinching my nipple in between his finger making me whimper underneath him.

“You want me to fuck you hm?” He whispered as he pressed his lips to mine. I moaned against his lips. He lifted his head looking down at me. “Answer the question” he stated pinching my nipple harder. “Y-Yes please” I moaned arching my back, withering underneath him.

His phone went off again.

He lifted off of me before pulling his pants down along with his boxers, stroking himself. He hung his head as his breaths became unsteady. I clenched my legs as I felt my stomach clench.

“Tell me you’re mine” He breathed as he stroked his dick. I leaned up kissing his neck. “I’m yours, I’m all yours” I said against his lips. “Fuck” he broke. He pushed me back on the ground hovering over me.

I looked up at him, before he connected our lips again as he reached down unbuttoning my jeans pushing them down. He kissed the side of my face slowly.

“You really gonna let me fuck you on the ground like this?” He whispered. “Matt please” I whined as I moved beneath him. He chuckled before kissing down my chest and down my stomach.

“Don’t tease me” I mumbled, he reached up gripping my face in his hand. “Don’t tell me what to do” he grunted as he pulled my underwear down.

He lifted his head as he connected our lips together, barley pushing himself into me. His tip only grazing me. I whined as I pushed against him. He pulled back against my push.

He gripped my jaw in his hand. “Look at you, begging for my cock after you told me I couldn’t have you” He smiled. I closed my eyes. “Matt please” I breathed. He smiled tracing my jaw with his finger. His phone buzzed again.

“Matt please fuck me” I cried looking up at him. He barley pushed his tip in, making me breath in. He had barley done anything and I was about to come.

He hook his finger under the necklace around my neck. “Who’s are you?” He whispered as he stared down at me. I bit my lip. He leaned down pressing his forehead against mine, pushing in slightly more. I whined.

“Who’s. Are. You?” He questioned again. “Y-Yours Matt” I breathed quickly. He smiled before the phone buzzed again and again.

“Please matty” I whispered. His phone lit up and he turned his head. I just looked at him. He pushed off me slightly as he picked up his phone.

I leaned up on my elbows as I looked at him in disbelief. “Matt?” I clenched my jaw. He looked over at me before back at his phone closing his eyes letting out a sigh.

I turned away from him clenching my jaw. I pulled my legs between us before kicking him off of me and pulling my jeans back up.

“Y/n” he said as he fumbled with his belt. “Y/n wait” He said I stood up buttoning my jeans. I shook my head as i grabbed my shirt off the ground and started to walk away.

I felt him walk after me and pull my arm. “Are you kidding me?” I said shaking my head. He just looked down at me.

“You have to go don’t you?” I spat shaking my head. He looked down before looking sadly up at me. I bit my lip. “And you can’t tell me why?” I asked crossing my arms over my chest.

“Y/n/n, I’m sorry” he whispered. I scoffed feeling tears come to my eyes. “No, I get it” I shook my head.

“Thanks for the necklace you absolute asshole” I whispered shaking my head before turning and walking away.

Matt pov

I attempted to grab the test out of his hands, but he pulled it away from me. I looked up at him. “You gonna pass kid?” He asked looking down at me. “Or are you wasting my time?” He asked glaring down at me.

I rolled my eyes. “I wouldn’t be taking it if I didn’t think I’d pass. Just waiting for a reason to arrest me hm?” I asked smiling sarcastically. “Don’t test me, this is my daughter we’re talking about” he said harshly. I sighed looking at him and he handed me the test.

I smiled before pushing the door open seeing another officer standing in there. I turned back to the chief. “Don’t think I don’t know you’re tricks, kid” he stated glaring at me. I sighed as I looked back to the officer standing there with his arms crossed over his chest.

I walked in closing the door. I looked down at his badge.

Officer Petey

I looked up at him. “Afternoon Petey” I smiled up at him. He narrowed his eyes at me. “You took y/n home from school” I stated. He raised his eyebrows at me. “Good eye” He stated. I nodded. “I keep a pretty close one on my girlfriend” I stated looking at him.

He glared at me. I shook my head as I walked over to the urinal. I sighed as I started to undo my belt, he moved closer to me. I looked up at him.

“Want to watch the piss come out of my dick too?” I asked looking at him. He snapped at me. “Watch the attitude kid” he snapped looking down at me. I shook my head as I pulled out the test.

“It’s clean” The chief said throwing the test down in front of me. I looked up at him. “Like I expected it to be” I said smiling up at him. He glared down at me.

“Guess I’m not a druggie” I smiled standing up from the chair. He snapped at me. “Watch it kid” he said glaring at me. I looked off the the side, just wanting to leave.

“I saw the necklace you gave her” he stated looking down at me. I just looked at him. “Quite an expensive brand, where’d you get the money for it?” He asked crossing his arms over his chest. My smile fell slightly.

Shit.

“I saved up some cash from over the summer” I stated looking up at him. He pursed his lips stepping towards me. “Really?” He asked looking down at me. “Yeah” I breathed.

“You sure you didn’t steal it?” He asked narrowing his eyes. I rolled my eyes before looking up at him. “I’m a lot of things sir, but I’m not a thief” I scoffed looking at him. He licked his lips.

“And I’m sure you’ve already checked the reports to see if any jewelers called in, if I know you correctly?” I said raising my eyebrows at him. He moved over to his chest.

“Im still waiting on the call” He said looking at me. I clenched my fists taking a breath. “Look, can I take her or not?” I asked shaking my head. He pursed his lips.

“Unfortunately I’m a man of his word” He sighed as he sat down at his chair, looking down at the papers laid across his desk. “So you can take her if you can get her to say yes” He said looking up at me.

“You and I both know she’s stubborn” He sighed. I looked down. You got that right. “And she didn’t look too happy at breakfast this morning” He stated raising his eyebrows. I sighed.

“And if I had to guess, it has to do with you” he said pointing at me. I clenched my jaw.

Yeah because I had your daughter begging for my dick last night and I didn’t fuck her, that’s why she’s pissed chief. My mind screamed.

“So” he sighed. “If you wanna take her, you gotta get her to say yes” He stated. I sighed looking at him. “And you don’t think I can?” I asked raising my eyebrows. He glanced up at me.

“Sadly, I know you can” He said leaning back in his chair. “So whatever you did—“

My dick, inside your daughter.

“Fix it” he snapped. “I’ll get right on that” I smiled at him. He narrowed his eyes at me. “Now get out” He said looking down at his desk. I let out a breath before pushing the door open.

I really did have to fix this one, she was pissed.

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geekforhorror · 1 month

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show me how

description: anakin catches you in quite the predicament… playing with yourself.

warnings: SMUT (DNI IF YOU’RE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH IT), straight into the smut, dom!anakin, sub!reader, masturbation (fem!receiving), dry humping, p in v sex, dirty talk, degradation, play slapping, dumbification, dacryphilia, daddy kink, praise, pet names, slight age gap (anakin is 30, reader is 21)

a/n: sorry for only making a blurb out of this yall :(

“What were you thinking, slut? You thought you could pleasure yourself as well as I pleasure you, huh?” Anakin says as he shoves himself deeper inside your fluttering walls like he had been doing ever since he caught you playing a dirty little game with yourself.

“No I swear!” you whine.

“You sure about that angel? Didn’t seem that way when you were humping your blanket with that pretty little pussy of yours,” Anakin tuts out.

“Promise it won’t happen again!” you protest in tears.

“I’ve heard that one before, angel. We both know that’s not true.” he says with a scoff.

“Just missed you, Ani,” you cried out as you felt the tip of his cock brush against your sensitive g-spot.

“Princess missed my cock, huh?” he asks you, expecting an answer. In all honesty, he was making hard for you to blabber out a coherent sentence when he was bullying your tight cunt with his fat cock.

“Yes daddy!” you scream out, too far gone to even care what your neighbors would think. Fuck what they thought.

“At least you still know who daddy is,” he says with a smirk.

“Mmph, please Ani…” you say with a high pitched voice that only came out when you were brought close to the edge. Anakin knew the warning signs all too well and he wasn’t gonna let that that happen when you had misbehaved.

“You’re not gonna cum until I give you permission to, got it slut?” he grits before slapping your ass, making you yelp and coincidentally moving yourself farther into him. You nod your head at his words.

“I asked you a question, bitch. When I ask a question, I expect an answer. Or maybe I made you too dumb with my cock,” he says with faux sympathy. You liked it. You liked the way he spoke to you as if you were nothing but a little hole for him to use.

“Yes I understand!” you say.

“Good.” he says with a devilish smirk. “Heres what’s gonna happen. I’m gonna use your pretty little cunt as rough as I want to and you’re not going to cum until I do,” he explains to you.

“But-“ you start to protest.

“No buts,” his voice booms. You pout at his words, despite how wet they had made you. “You’re gonna take what I give you and you’re going to like it.”

What game have you gotten yourself into?

#anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker smut #anakin smut #hayden christensen #anakin imagine #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin star wars #star wars fandom #star wars fanfiction #star wars

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moshpitgamma · 5 months

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My Sunflower|| John Dory x Fiancé!Reader

Warnings:Angst+Fluff

(This is my first real fanfic so Plss don’t be TOO harsh)

YALL ITS LONG OK😭

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“John! I’m home!” Said the exhausted troll walking through the door of their shared apartment. “Huh? Damn it’s 9pm.” Y/n said checking the time. “Hun, You here?” They screamed again wondering why their fiancé wasn’t answering. When they didn’t get a response they started to get anxious, but convinced themselves he went to either the studio or to hang out with his brothers.

The clock finally hits 11:03pm and still there isn’t a sign of JD. “Why isn’t he answering his phone?” You said with worry laced in your voice. His brothers also didn’t answer their phones for god knows what. Now you’re in full panic mode pacing back and forth in the dining room blowing UP his phone with messages and calls. After your many failed attempts of contacting him you finally decided to call the only person you KNEW that was gonna pick up. So you called his grandma.

Once she answered you tried to hide your anxiousness and your panicked voice, but she caught on to it quickly. “Hi Mrs. Rosie, do you know where John is? I haven’t spoke to him since this morning before I went to work.” You asked frantically hoping that she would cure the pulsating adrenaline going through your body. When you finished your nauseating questions the silence you both held was fueling it like you were going to burst. When the never ending silence finally came to an end a sigh was heard. "Hun Bun….JD left hours ago after their embarrassing show fail." she told you with reassurance and empathy. She then continued to tell you how and what happened between the brothers. The last thing you ever heard from her was “Sweetie just give it time.” So you waited…

And waited….

Until 20 years have passed and still no sign of John. You were invited to the royal wedding of King Grisel and Bridget and was currently trying to find a dress. While rampaging you closet like a mad woman you come across and unfamiliar bagged dress. When you took it out you stared at it with tears welling up in your eyes. It was your dress he proposed to you in. It was admired in jewels and yellow sunflower like petals and soft like satin and silk. It was one of a kind. Your debating stopped instantly and you proceeded to put on the dress.

FAST FORWARD TO WEDDING :>

“We are gathered here today t-.” “STOP THE WEDDING!” A random voice yelled…

You felt like your heart was going to jump out your chest from all the adrenaline rushing. Trying to force your tears down you finally built enough courage to turn around and look to where everyone else was looking. When you finally saw who it was your tears finally escaped their haunted and sorrowful chamber. He was there……

Standing in front of Branch?

Trying to pick him up?

You didn’t wanna get noticed in this state so you turned to leave but you felt a hand grab your flushed smaller ones. It was Branch..”Are you ok?”he asked knowing you weren’t. “I’m ok.” You said quickly dismissing his attempts of comfort. Before you could leave you heard a nickname you never knew you would hear again. “My sunflower?” He must’ve felt the tension he created so he hurried to you and begged you too listen to his explanations and excuses. You couldn’t do nothing, BUT listen so you gave him 3 minutes. “The reason I left was because Brozone was turning into a disaster and I needed to just space myself away for a while!”

You didn’t know whether to be mad or sad or HELL even glad but you knew he was trying to get you to understand. “But did you have to go?” Tears welling up..

Silence…….

“Did you have to leave me alone without telling me ANYTHING?!!?”

“I-“ you didn’t let him finish before you started walking off letting the emotions and realization sink in. He knew he fucked up… He couldn’t let you leave…. He needed his flower…He ran up to you and hugged you as hard as he could to prevent you from leaving and cried like hell was dragging him away from the heaven he created with you. “Sunflower PLEASE, I promise I’ll never leave you again!!” He repeated like his life depended on it. You slowly started to give in and soothed him. “Please Hun, I promise I’ll pro-“ He couldn’t even get done with his sentence before feeling the feeling he oh so missed….

Your lips…

“Please Don’t leave me again.” You said barely above a whisper and your teary E/C eyes looked at him.

He smiled warmly and responded with nothing but sincerity..”Of course not my sunflower.”

THE ENDDDDDDD☺️🫶🏿

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heeseung-min · 1 month

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[21:14]

You eyes started to blink when you heard screaming nearby. It's not one. It's like a bunch of girls screaming for help. Slowly, you finally gained consciousness and looked at your surrounding. You realized you were in a basement. Few metres in front of you there was a big cage that can fit few people in there and you recognized every single one in there.

"Y/n, you wake up? HELP US! Someone has abducted all of us and you!

Dami, one of the girls yelled to you. You looked at yourself who were on bed that is perfectly fine and in comfortable clothes while all of them looked miserable. You wondered what makes the treatment towards you and them are different.

"YAH!! WE TOLD YOU TO HELP US OUT!! ARE YOU DEAF, BITCH--"

Everyone and you gasped when the girl who were shouting just now got shot straight to her head. The girls were screaming freaking out when they saw one of their friends die. You turned to the left where the man who shot the girl just now put down his shotgun.

"Damn it, yall can't even shut your mouth for a minute?"

It was Jay. Your classmate.

The girls went silent and sobbing quietly because they don't want to get shoot by him. Jay turned himself to you and started to walk closer.

"How do you feel? Do you want to eat something?"

He asked as he caressed your hair gently. It's like two different people. Just now you saw Jay shot someone and now he was being gentle and soft to you. But you can't deny the scene traumatized you too. Your hands were shaking when he leaned closer.

"Stop....stop it."

"What? What do you mean, sweet?"

"Let ...us go. Why are you doing this, Jay?"

Jay stopped caressing your head and chuckled when you asked him that.

"I did it for you, Y/n. Don't you like it? I made your bullies suffered. They don't deserve to live after what they had done."

You looked at the tray that was moving to the girls. Your eyes widened at the sight of hot wax getting closer to them. Jay watched the scene with wide smile on his face.

"Stop it."

"Why? I know you like it too, Y/n."

"I said stop it, Jay!!!"

He pushed the button to stop the tray from falling to the girls. Jay sighed and looked at you.

"Don't pretend, baby. I know you are happy to see people you hate suffering. Just like what you did to your father."

It's like Jay just dropped a bomb on you. Your hands became shakier after he said that.

_________

"Why I have a daughter when I can have a son. Raising a daughter bring so much burden."

That's what your dad always said every single day. He never teaches you anything but will ask you for many favors. If you refuse, you will heard he complain about it later.

"I can't believe your mother would ask me to keep you alive. Bitch, the doctor should make you die instead. At least if your mother was alive, we can still try for a boy."

Your last straw was when you cooked dinner for him.

"Feed this to a dog. I don't want to eat anything from you."

You watched he throw the food you cooked to the floor. After that, he went to the living room and watched his favourite show. You listened to his laugh while cleaning up the floor. You waited until he fell asleep and rolled your eyes when you heard his loud snoring.

"You wanted to meet mom so bad. Maybe I should do a favor for you."

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"And I remember how you cried in front of those people when they said your father died due to carbon monoxide poisoning. Your acting was really impressive."

Your fists clenched while listening to what Jay said.

"But they didn't see you from the side. Your lips were smirking when your dad is finally dead."

"Shut the fuck up."

"Most people feel bad for you but I watched how you laugh after all of them left the funeral."

"I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP!!"

Jay finally stopped talking and stared at your fuming expression. He looked so proud when telling about it. You made sure that no one find out about this.

"All I want is you to stop pretending, Y/N. You cannot lie to me. I know everything about you."

You sighed and tried to relax your body. After few seconds, you opened your eyes and Jay smirked when he saw your eyes changed. It is similar to what he saw when your father died.

"Give me a gun. I want to practice shooting."

The girls started to screaming and begging to you to not let them die.

"Let's play a game, okay? Try to avoid being shot as long as you can."

You said and started to fire the gun while Jay watched you admiringly.

💀💀💀well i hope it come out well, having writer block is no joke...i hope you guys still remember me🙁and hope you guys enjoy this as well.

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sanjisblackasswife · 1 year

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Monster trio reacting to their dicks not being able to fit- ooh Chile 🥲

🙃😀

Monster Trio Reacting to You Being Too Tight (NSFW)

Black Fem Reader in Mind

CW: Safe Word Used, Mentions of Sex, Zoro is an Implied Virgin

Luffy

This is Luffy we are talking about he wouldn’t tell the difference unless you screamed it at him

And that you did.

“LUFFY BABY WAIT! RED! RED!”

His tip wasn’t even in completely in and it felt like he was stretching you for all you were worth.

“What?! What?!”

“You’re…You’re….”

“What you want me to stretch it?”

“NO! …the opposite actually.”

This was the first time you ever had to ask him of that and so a very smug and dopey smile crawled across his face while still being in between your legs.

“Ah…i’m too big for you today?” He sings right in your ear with a chuckle.

“Shut up Luffy are you ganna do it or n—-AH!”

He shrinks it just enough to where the painful stretch is gone, but now he has more leeway to pick up the pace in his thrusting.

“Like this!?” Luffy huffs, hands gripped the headboard, hips nearly turning into a blur pounding your cunt. “There you go !”

He did all this without pulling out once.

He’s so caring.

Zoro

You and Zoro didn’t think this would have been something you both would encounter. Nearly crying for him to stop and he was only 1/3 inside you.

Granted this is his first time.

He’s a big boy and so when you first seen his…4th sword you guided him on how to prep you nicely, stretch you out with his fingers, and everything. Zoro being an internal nervous wreck wanted to be extra cautious so the foreplay lastest well over an hour with him.

But even in that hour still couldn’t prepare him or you for how tight you were

“F-fuck! You’re so—! …Hey?”

You kept covering your face with your hands literally gnawing at your lip nearly making it bleed trying to ignore the sting and pain. Maybe it wasn’t a good day to have sex with him for the first time, because you just couldn’t understand why everything felt so painful right now.

“You should have told me, woman I never wanna keep going if this hurts!”

The last thing Zoro would ever want is to hurt you. He couldn’t care less about him needing to get off if you also wasn’t enjoying yourself.

You felt so much guilt when he slowly pulled out that you tried to insist to keep going, but he wouldn’t back down.

He ignored your cries and pouts to place a blanket over you both and cuddle as you were on top of his chest.

“Stop it dammit.” He hisses at you trying to sleep, feeling your body grind on his soft cock. You swore you could take it again, which started to annoy him because he didn’t mind not finishing.

“Can i at least….suck it…again as an apology.”

You’re so lucky he was hoping you’d offer that.

Sanji

Sanji became a quick learner of your body. He knows what to do to make your leg twitch, your back arch, even down to how you moan.

He never did any wrong when it came to giving you the upmost pleasure.

Today must have been an off day for him and you both because after 30 minutes of foreplay he felt like you were stretched out enough, but he was so so wrong.

“Sweet—ah-heart you okay? You’re tighter than usual.”

You wanted so badly to be a good girl and take it, so you nodd trying to refocus you attention on something else other than the sting, but the moment he bottoms out you practically scream in his ear.

You scared the man btw.

“OH FUCK! Y/N!? ARE YOU OKAY?!”

You felt so awkward letting out such a dramatic cry, but it just inflicted so much pain you almost shed a tear.

And you did actually.

Sanji was too afraid to move, still fully inside you he looks at your face to caress and pepper your face in soft kisses.

Sanji damn near cries too because the last thing he would ever want is for you to feel uncomfortable. You explain that you must have been a bit more tense than usual and Sanji being Sanji understands and talks you through it as he slowly pulls himself out.

“Here…Let me make it up to you.”

You wanted to try to explain to him it’s okay and yall can try again but it was too late.

Sanji’s tongue was already in between your slit before you could protest.

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importantgalaxyrunaway · 4 months

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the snap (Matt Murdock x fem-reader )

Summary: after the blip Matt was blipped away. But what happens when he shows up after everyone comes back?

Part 2 Warnings: angst, I mean it this time ok? I teared up writing this. But with fluff it has a happy ending trust me. Im dyslexic so there are probably/definitely going to be spelling errors. (I’m trying yall. Let me know how I did my first fic for Matt I think I’m going to make a part 2. Please comment if you can and reblog are appreciated if you want ❤️) mentions of pregnancy and childbirth and children

My eyes take in the childrens bedroom. It was small and quant but cozy. The nightlights lit up the room and my five year old daughter was layed down on the soft pastel blankets. I sit down on the side of her bed. She was so beautiful, her sweet brown eyes and brown hair. Her name was angel Murdock, She resembled Matt so much, sometimes it even hurt to look at her. It showed his best attributes on her. Even though she was only five years old she was already fearless, the teachers at the preschool always say she’s already getting in fights with the bullies in the class, no fist fights yet thankfully. It was her bedtime so you were finishing up reading a story to her about a princess and prince who fought a dragon.

“And they lived happily ever after the end” I kiss her forehead. And get up from her sleepy form.

“mommy, why do all the other kids have dads?”

Her question struck me in the heart. Leaving a wound size I couldn’t even patch up after patching up so many of Matt’s wounds. But I remain calm and collected like her words were just a simple question. Which they were, she’s just a curious child, there is no way that she knows how deeply I am affected by them. I twist my diamond ring on my finger and bite my lip trying to figure out how to answer this question without terrifying her. I can’t lie to her, I promised I would never lie to her.

“Angel, your father….went away. Hes gone he went with another half of the universe”

“will he be comeback?”

“no, no he won’t” I answered quietly trying to keep myself from sobbing. God I feel so weak, it’s been five years! Fiver years and I still can’t get over his death

“did he leave because of me?”

“no! No, he never knew about you sweetie. He was taken before he knew”

I take a shaky breath and kiss her on the forehead “goodnight” I leave her now asleep form and creep to the kitchen. I look down and the sink and I can’t take it anymore. Grief racks my body as sobs come out in waves. Why? Why did you have to leave I know you didn’t do it on purpose but why? It’s so unfair. Mathew I miss you. I know The city needed but mainly I needed you. I bring my knees up to hug my chest. I feel so weak, so fucking weak it’s been 5 years and I still haven’t recovered. I tpull myself together and wipe my tears mainly because I hear noises outside. A lot of noises. Screams, cries, laughter, sobs. I run to the window and open the curtain. Hundreds and hundreds of people are flooding the streets. Some are hugging, kissing, others are just staring in disbelief. Poeple are running in all directions and so so many of them are confused. Who are these people? Where did they come from? Could they he the ones who were snappe—

Knock! knock! knock!

the noise of someone at my door shattered my trail of thoughts like a broken mirror, breaking me of my trance. Who on earth. Or any planet for that matter would be calling to me at this hour? I tentatively get up. Cross the room and open the door, I was not prepared.

there. Right there stood my husband dead for 5 years after the blip. He stood in his lawyer suit in the doorframe. Just as he was before he left. He’s exactly the same. To him no time has passed at all. But I’m sure he’s heard it’s been 5 years on the streets. My body is rigid from shock utter shock. He takes off his red glasses so I can see his face again. A small gasp escapes my mouth as my eyes lay upon him again. Hes so gorgeous it actually hurts. Makes my heart ache. To say I felt conflicted would be an understatement I was downright a wreck inside. He so damn pretty. Was all I could really think. my shaky hand reaches up and caresses his face as if feeling he’s actually there and this isn’t some hallucination.

“sweetheart, I’m real” he smiles

“I-i Matt you were dead—you-you—oh!” I choke out in sobs

I seizes his head and he walks closer to me closing the door. I kiss him desperately like a woman starved. The kiss is searing and leaves us gasping for air. As soon as we break the seal we dive into it again and I let out a small whimper that allows him to slip his rougue into my mouth. I immediately submit to him and let him take the dominance. After sometime in a log swaying kiss. We stumble towards the couch where he tries to explain to me what happened but with me kissing his neck desperately it’s hard for him. In the five years he was gone I never took a lover. I couldn’t bring myself to. I was always thinking about Mathew even if he was just in the back of my mind. Especially as I walked down the more dangerous streets of Hells kitchen without him.

“sweetheart—sweetheart— “ he lets out a small groan that is music to my ears “are you going to let me know what happened or let me explain” he laughs.

I pull back and bip my lip “sorry”

”I know five years have passed someone on the street told me that after they did I ran to find you I’m sorry—“ his head tilts to the side as if he’s picking up something “there’s another heartbeat in the apartment”

I take his hands “Matt this is a lot to take in I know but….”

“y/n you can tell me anything” the way my name rolls of his toung sounds like honey. He runs his finger over my silk nightgown, his favorite fabric. He takes his time training my figure and them cup up to claps both my hands again “anything”

Reassured now I start my tale “the day of the blip was also the day I found out I was pregnant. Turns out half the universe was blipped away. You’ve been gone for five years now. The pregnancy was hard, half the doctors were gone, you were gone. Without many people to support it was hard but, I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, who looks so much like you. I named her angel Murdock.”

he’s silent for a bit. I feel sorry I know how much it is to take in “I’m so sorry I wasn’t there for you sweetheart. I left you and everyone behind. God I feel so guilty.”

“Mathew there is nothing to apologize for! You couldn’t control it!”

We’re silent for a bit and I wonder if he’s listening to angel’s heartbeat. He beams “I can’t believe I’m a father.” He laughs “ironic isn’t it?”

“what is?”

“the devil is the father of an angel” he muses. His face is bright and happy

“I never thought of it that way” I ponder “she’s already fearless like you”

“Hm, maybe not a good thing. But she sure has the Murdock fighter genes. I’m just sorry I missed the pregnancy and everything”

“well we could always try again?”

“I’d love that” he purrs into my ear in his deep voice. And his head rests in the crook of my neck as he leans into my body. And I’m so so starved for touched after all these years I hold onto him like he’s the last thing in the world. I practically melt into his touch as I haven’t been intimate like this in so long.

“don’t leave me” i whisper

“no sweetheart” his strokes my hair “im never leaving you again”

it feels so comfy with his bodyweight on mine on the couch we don’t even bother to move to the bed as we fall asleep there that night not wanting for a second to leave each other’s arms. It would be hard to explain to to angel who this man she never met was will figure that out in the morning. Things are always better in the morning. No things are always better now that’s he’s back. Everything seems fixed, my whole world.

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The Enemy of my Enemy

Seungmin x Female reader

Word count: 5.1k

Synopsis: Your soulmate's name on one wrist, your enemies on the other, and no way of knowing which is which. Having Kim Seungmin’s name on your wrist could only mean one thing after years of torture he was, no doubt, your enemy.

A/N: 18+ ONLY! The poll was overwhelmingly for this soul link to be next. A lot of people were saying it was a take they hadn't seen before or often. I thought it was unique too and it screamed Seungmin to me. I didn't go too crazy with smut in this, others will have more. As always warnings and smut below the cut!

Warnings: 18+ ONLY MDNI! Cursing/ strong language, mentions of bullying, excessive drinking, vomiting, unprotected piv sex (please use condoms), cream pie. That's it yall. If I happened to have missed something let me know and I'll add it!

If you would have known when you turned twenty-one that Kim Seungmin’s name would appear on your wrist you would have cut off your arm. Okay maybe that was a bit drastic but the last thing you wanted to see every time you looked down was his name. He’d tortured you through most of middle school and high school. The other name on your other wrist, Andy Cope, he sounded nice. You tried to imagine what he looked like, what kind of person he was. How this worked was one of the names that appeared on your wrist was the name of your soulmate, the other, your enemy and if Kim Seungmin’s name was on one of your wrists it was for one reason and one reason only. He was your enemy.

What was crazy was in primary school, you and Seungmin had been inseparable, best friends. You weren’t sure what happened. You left for a summer between primary and middle school and when you came back he was... different. Mean. It started with ignoring you, even if you walked straight up to him he just turned and acted like he didn’t see you. It was embarrassing the couple of times it happened and then you just stopped trying. You didn’t even know why he was being the way he was but you were just a kid and it hurt you so if he wouldn’t talk to you about it then you wouldn’t talk to him either. As time went on just ignoring you wasn’t fun enough and he started to torment you. Every day it was something any little thing he could do to upset you, like sliding a broken ink pen in the back pocket of your new jeans, he would tell new kids that although you looked normal you had brain damage from falling off a toilet, on three separate occasions he’d changed your name in the yearbook to Chu Bocca. They eventually stopped allowing him to work for the yearbook so he had to find other ways to pick at you and he did, every... single... day.

When you finally graduated high school you were so relieved to be going to a college far far away from Kim Seungmin. Or so you thought. To say you were a little upset to see Seungmin at your freshman orientation would be an understatement. Truthfully as soon as you saw him you ran back to your dorm, fell onto your bed and cried. It had been seven years, did you really have to go through another four? When you were done with college would he move next door to you? Would he always be right there to pick at you? Tear you down for reasons you didn’t even know? It’s not fair you thought to yourself. In all actuality Seungmin had no idea you had even applied to that college, it was your second choice and his first. It wasn’t like he was going out of his way to follow you. He’d looked forward to not living in the shadow of his pain anymore but he saw you as you dashed away from the freshman orientation and his heart sank.

The summer in between primary and middle school had been really hard for Seungmin. He missed you terribly. Fourth grade he’d developed a bit of a crush on you. By the summer before middle school, it was full on puppy love. Then one of the boys from your class showed Seungmin a note that looked like your handwriting. It said that he was annoying and that you were glad to be gone for the summer so you didn’t have to pretend to be his friend the whole time. The boy who showed Seungmin the note said that you had given it to him because he was your boyfriend now and you didn’t want him to think you had any feelings for Seungmin. The boy said to stay away and to not bother you anymore. Poor Seungmin’s heart was broken, he was hurt and angry. If you didn’t want to be his friend anymore fine! The first day back at school you walked right up to Seungmin and acted like everything was perfectly normal. He was gob smacked and when his brain finally caught up he just turned and walked away. He did the same thing the next time you tried to talk to him.

Then you started to ignore him and that made him even more angry. Who were you to be mad that he wouldn’t talk to you when you had said what you said? That’s when the little petty picking started. Seungmin would never do anything that would get you into big trouble or anything that would hurt you. He was mad at you but he would never want to hurt you like that, no matter what you did to him. Seven years. No matter how much he said he hated you to anyone that would listen, deep down every year Seungmin loved you more and more which only made his pain grow more. He had been looking forward to his own fresh start at college and then he saw you running away and it seemed like any chance of that happening ran out the door with you.

Whether you were there or not Seungmin decided to stick with his plan. This was a new place with new people, a fresh start, and that’s exactly what he did. He made new friends and avoided you if he could but didn’t make a thing of it. Once classes started it wasn’t hard since you were both so busy with your workload. You actively avoided Seungmin which made his job of staying away from you easy. That was until Seungmin’s twenty-first birthday when he looked down and saw your name on one of his wrists, he quickly looked at the other and knew instantly what it meant. You were Seungmin’s soulmate. You of course wouldn’t know this until your own twenty-first birthday unless he told you and there was no way you would believe him even if he showed you. A couple weeks after your birthday you got a text from an unknown number.

Unknown: Uh... hey.

You: Uh... who’s this?

Unknown: We’ll get to that, for now just know I’m someone you know and probably don’t like very much.

You: Seungmin?

Unknown: Dammit!

You: 🙄 What do you want Seungmin? Why are you cryptically texting me?

Seungmin: Well it was your birthday a couple of weeks ago...

You: Yes it was, I’m surprised you still remember when it is.

Seungmin: Well don’t you think we should talk about it?

You: What is there to talk about Seungmin? It’s not surprising, is it?

Seungmin: You weren’t surprised?! I have to say I definitely was.

You: I don’t know why, you’ve hated me for years, of course you’d be my enemy.

Enemy? You thought he was your enemy?! Did you hate him that much? He never hated you; he was hurt and immature. He’d learned since then and the last couple years away at college had made him grow up a bit. If you thought he was your enemy you must be pretty certain that the other name was your soulmate. He wanted to know.

Seungmin: What’s the name on your other wrist?

You: Not that it’s any of your business but Andy Cope is the other name.

Seungmin was so confused.

Seungmin: How do you know him?

You: I don’t

Seungmin: Then how do you know he’s your soulmate and not me?

You: Are you actually being serious right now?

Seungmin: YES!

You: I’m not doing this Seungmin, you know you’re not my soulmate you just want to fuck with me. We’ve been civil and leaving each other alone here. Let’s just keep doing that.

Seungmin: Wait... I’m not fucking with you listen!

You: No. Seungmin drop the soulmate thing.

Seungmin: Just let me tell you something!

You: Whatever you want to tell me Seungmin I don’t want to hear now leave me alone!

Seungmin: This user has blocked this number

Seungmin was so frustrated. He only wanted to explain that he knew he was your soulmate, he knew because the name that appeared on his other wrist on his twenty-first birthday was also Andy Cope. Obviously you both didn’t have the same soulmate, and to have the same enemy was extremely rare but it did happen. Seungmin went to pull you up on social media but you blocked him there too. After that he never saw you around campus. Before he’d see you here and there but now he never did. He was hurt all over again, just like that summer. He just couldn’t believe you hated him so much that you believed he was your enemy. He was a pest yes, and did things to bother you constantly, mostly for attention because he was a dumb teenager but he never did anything to actually hurt you. He would never because underneath all that anger was a broken heart. He was certain when you said the same name that you would know who this Andy Cope was. The name sounded so familiar to Seungmin he just couldn’t place it.

A few months after blocking Seungmin it was time to head home for break. Seungmin was home too but still hadn’t seen you. He was still stuck on that name Andy Cope, Andy Cope... He pulled out one of his old yearbooks and started thumbing through it. It was seventh grade. He got to the page with your picture the name under read Chu Bocca, it was the first year he’d done that. He’d honestly hoped you would think it was funny, you both watched Star Wars a lot but apparently pubescent girls don’t like to be called a big hairy ape man. Then Seungmin saw a face he hadn’t thought of in years. Robby Hobbs. Robby left in the eighth grade when his family moved. Robby was the boy that had shown him your note, or the note he had believed to be yours, and threatened Seungmin to stay away. Then Seungmin remembered something he’d learned from one of Robby’s old friends after he’d left. It didn’t seem like an important piece of information at the time, so he’d forgotten until now. Robby was adopted and his birth name was Andy Cope.

You were bored, it was Friday, your parents were away for the weekend. You decided to go out to the bar and have a drink or two, try to actually relax and loosen up a bit, enjoy your break. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t think about Seungmin every time you looked down at his name. You’d also be lying if you said you didn’t ever wonder if maybe he was right. Maybe he was your soulmate. The way you were as children, so close you knew even then, you had big feelings in your tiny body. The older you got the more you realized those feelings had been the budding of young love. Young love that was squashed. You were your fourth drink in, you hadn’t planned on drinking so much but your mind got the best of you and the more you thought the more you drank. Suddenly a large man who smelled of alcohol and sweat sat next to you at the bar. You glanced over and realized you actually knew who this gross man was.

“Robby?” He looked over at you.

“Well if it isn’t y/n, Jesus Christ are you as miserable as you look?” His words dripped with venom. Your face contorted.

“Excuse me?” That was a lot coming from a guy that looked like he’d just rolled out of a gutter.

“You and Seungmin still at each other’s throats still after all these years?” What did he know about that? He moved away not too long after that happened.

“Best thing I ever did was give Seungmin that note. He tried to hide it but his poor little heart was broken.” Note? What note? What was he talking about?

“Robby what the hell are you talking about?” He laughed.

“Didn’t he ever tell you why he was so mad when you came back? Why he stayed away?” You shook your head and Robby started laughing his ass off.

“Oh that’s fantastic! I expected the silent treatment to last a few days, maybe a few weeks and then you’d figure it out but holy shit! It’s been like what ten, eleven years?!”

“What did you do?” He wiped his tears away and looked down at you.

“I scribbled a shitty note and told Seungmin you wrote it to me. Then I told him to stay away from you because you were my new girlfriend.” You were disgusted at the thought and how could Seungmin believe you’d do something like that?

“Why the fuck would you do something like that Robby? What the hell did we do to you?” He laughed bitterly this time.

“Because you both were so fucking annoying. Always giggling and whispering, talking shit about me behind my back so I put an end to it.” Your jaw dropped.

“Robby we never talked about you! What the hell is wrong with you!?” He motioned for another drink, when the bartender sat it down Robby grabbed it and got up grumbling.

“Gotta live with both your stupid names on my wrists for the rest of my life.” You stood up a little wobbly.

“Wait what did you just say?” He showed you his wrists and your’s and Seungmin’s names were there plain as day.

“How is that possible the names on my wrist are Seungmin’s and someone named Andy Cope.” Robby rolled his eyes.

“And I was born Andy Cope. When my parents adopted me they changed my name to Robby, guess fate didn’t get the memo.” He snatched his arm from your grip and walked away . You realized that if Seungmin’s name was also on Robby... Andy... whoever, if Seungmin’s name was on his wrist then his name was on Seungmin’s too. That was how Seungmin knew you were soulmates, that was what he had been trying to text you but you were too stubborn and proud to listen. Robby had caused so much pain with just a little piece of paper. You feared the damage was done. Seungmin had pushed you away for so long and now you’ve pushed him away. What if you couldn’t fix things, what if it was too late? You drank and worried, doing far too much of both. Once you were good and drunk you grabbed your phone and unblocked Seungmin’s number.

You: I dkdnt wsrite that noteee I justs thow=ght you shsould know.

Seungmin: y/n? Are you drunk?

You: a lilbit

Seungmin: I think its definitely more than a little, where are you?

You: I met Andyd coppe tongihst

Seungmin: You saw Robby? Where are you?

You: Howd youy knsow he wassss Adny?

Seungmin: y/n just tell me where you are so I can get you home safe and we’ll talk tomorrow when you’re sober.

You: You sate me I know syous do You ahte me I dinsdt’ wrire it Min

Seungmin: I DON’T hate you y/n please tell me where you are

You: the bar...

You: Lousie’

Seungmin: Louie’s bar? Stay there I’m coming to get you.

You: mkayy

Seungmin jumped in his car and sped all the way to Louie’s bar. When he got there, he started looking for you everywhere. You weren’t by the bar or the shitty makeshift dance floor, not by the pool tables. Then he saw you slumped over passed out in a booth. He hurried over and started trying to wake you up.

“y/n come on wake up, can you hear me?” You hummed and attempted to open your eyes.

“I hear you Minnie...” He helped you up and by helped it was more like heaved you upright in the booth. All your body weight went against Seungmin’s and he struggled a bit.

“You’re gonna have to help way more y/n I can’t drag you all the way to the car.” You nodded and leaned into whisper into his ear, your breath smelled like whatever sweet concoction you’d been drinking to get this hammered.

“I’ve got a secret Min cm’here.” He leaned in close so that you could tell him and he could get you out of there.

“The first time you changed my name to Chu Bokka in the yearbook was kinda funny...” He smiled a little and shook his head.

“It was never funny, it was mean and I shouldn’t have done it. Now come on help me out here a bit.” Even drunk, you were surprised to hear him say that. When he put your arm around his shoulder you managed to plant your feet and help him stand and steady you.

“Think you could walk?” You nodded and the room started getting spiny. You stumbled quite a bit but Seungmin got you to his car and inside. When he got in he looked over at you and you were already slumped over again asleep. He reached over to buckle your seat belt and you hugged him out of no where.

“Please don’t hate me an’more... I don’t hate you...” He shooshed you.

“I already told you y/n, I don’t hate you. Get some rest, I'll get you home.” You laid back in the seat again and took a deep breath relaxing and dozing off again. Seungmin sighed and shook his head before heading towards your parent’s house. When he pulled up it was dark and your folk’s car wasn’t there. He gently shook you to wake you up.

“Hey y/n... is someone home?” You shook your head.

“Nnnoo, itsss why I went out, momndad are gone for the week’nd” He started grabbing at your pockets looking for your keys and you tried to pull him closer and kiss him. He stopped you.

“y/n no stop, you’re wasted.” You pouted and he finally found your keys. He helped you out of the car, once he got you to your front door, he made you lean against the door frame while he unlocked it. When he grabbed you to steady you again and get you inside, you tried to kiss him again. He pulled away.

“I told you to stop that, now come on y/n” He was a little exasperated with you but drunk you thought he didn’t love you. Your eyes got big and teary and you sniffled.

“It’s ruined, Robby, Andy whoever the fuck he is ruined us.” Seungmin shook his head.

“No he didn’t you’re just drunk, we’ll talk about everything when you’re sober, I promise.” You allowed him to lead you to your room.

“Will you stay?” You were still crying, sniffling. He didn’t want to leave you alone with your parents gone.

“If you behave, I will stay.” You nodded and half heartedly wiped at your tears. Seungmin sat you on the edge of your bed.

“Where’s your pajamas?” You started unbuttoning your pants and Seungmin quickly turned away.

“What the fuck are you doing?” You kicked your pants off and pulled your shirt up over your head tossing it too.

“I sleep naked.” Seungmin pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head.

“Not tonight you don’t, not if I’m sleeping in the bed. Now what drawer are your pajamas in?” He walked over to your dresser refusing to look in your direction.

“Top.” He opened the top drawer and fished out some shorts and a tank top. He held them back for you to grab. You pulled the pajamas on and laid back in your bed exhausted. Seungmin climbed in and pulled the covers over the both of you. As soon as he was laid back your arms found his and hugged it close while you buried your face in his shoulder. He looked down at you and pushed a little hair away from your face. He shook his head and laid back closing his eyes.

When the sun came through your bedroom window you cursed yourself for not closing your curtain. How could you have pulled such a rookie mistake and forget that when you drank last night. You knew damn well the sun came in that window early. Then you started to think a bit more clearly. The last thing you remembered was being at the bar. How the hell did you even get home, nevermind the curtain. When you turned someone else in the bed turned to and you sat up quickly screaming. Seungmin woke up immediately thinking something was wrong and quickly realized why you were screaming. When you realized it was Seungmin in your bed you stopped screaming but you weren’t any less upset or confused. Then all excitement and screaming caught up with you.

“Oh fuck move I’m gonna get sick!” You ran him over and to the bathroom, managing to make it to the toilet before puking. He sleepily walked in behind you rubbing his eyes. After you were done evacuating anything that was left in your stomach you sat back catching your breath. You looked up at Seungmin who was standing there waiting for you to be okay. You could at least somewhat process that you just woke up with Kim Seungmin in your bed now. You asked the first question that entered your mind.

“Did... uh... did we...” Seungmin shook his head no immediately

“Oh hell no!” You gave him a shitty look.

“Not like that! I mean you were drunk as fuck, I’d never, we’d never... you know, if you were that drunk.” You nodded softly, understanding what he meant.

“Well... I uh... I don’t really remember much of last night.” He nodded.

“I’m sure you don’t. I’ve never seen you like that before.” You were a little embarrassed.

“Seungmin... why are you here? Why are you being so nice to me?” He sighed heavily.

“Why don’t you wash up and I’ll explain everything over some toast and coffee.” You nodded agreeing.

“Okay, I’ll be quick.” He bowed and backed out, closing the door. After you showered and brushed your teeth thoroughly, you snuck off to your room and got dressed quickly. When you walked out you found Seungmin starting a pot of coffee. He stopped when he saw you.

“Sorry, I wasn’t sure where everything was.” You shook your head.

“No it’s fine I’ll make the toast. Do you still like honey on it?” Seungmin’s heart fluttered.

“You remember that? I haven’t had honey on my toast in I don’t know how long...”

“Oh okay I won-” He stopped you.

“No no! Please put some on.” You smiled a little and made the toast, drizzling a little honey on Seungmin’s and yours. You both sat at the kitchen table across from each other sipping coffee and eating your toast in silence. After a minute you couldn’t take it anymore.

“Seungmin...” He nodded; he knew.

“Okay yea so last night you text messaged me after you ran into Robby Hobbs.” That part started coming back to you.

“Oh my god yea! He’s Andy Cope!” Seungmin nodded.

“Yea I know, one of my baseball buddies had told me when we were kids but Robby had moved away already and I just forgot.” Then you remembered what Robby said he told Seungmin.

“Min... I... I didn’t write that note. Why on earth would you believe such a thing? You were my best friend. Why didn’t you just tell me?” Seungmin looked down at his cup of coffee. “ He shrugged

“It looked like your handwriting and it was easier for me to believe that at the time than it was to believe you cared about me. Robby threatened me also but after he left, I was just a hurt kid that took it out on the one person that meant the most to me. I’m sorry for everything I ever did to you y/n. I am.” You reached across the table and squeezed his hand.

“I’m sorry too. For not listening, for not giving you a chance to explain things. If I hadn’t been so pig headed...” Seungmin shook his head.

“I’d done a lot to make you say no, I understand.” His other hand came to rest on top of yours.

“Maybe we can start over?” Seungmin suggested and you smiled brightly.

“I would love that.” After coffee and toast Seungmin decided it was probably time for him to leave. You walked him to the door and just before he went to leave you kissed his cheek.

“Thank you for getting me home safely.” He nodded.

“Any time.” You spent the rest of the break from school getting to know each other again. You picked up where you’d left off like it had just been the day before. When break was over you traveled back to college together. School kept you both busy but you always made time for each other, whether that was a lunch, a dinner, coffee before class, you found time.

Tonight you had a k drama night. The plan was to binge as many episodes as possible of your favorite show. You were well into the fourth or fifth episode that night. You were tucked up under Seungmin’s arm your legs stretched out on the couch. You started looking up at him out of the corner of your eye, when he noticed he smiled and then looked down at you. You didn’t even care that you were caught staring, he was so beautiful and you loved him so much. He leaned down kissing you and you crawled up onto his lap, straddling him as you opened your mouth and deepened the kiss. Seungmin’s hands rested on your hips and yours were threaded through his hair as you made out, grinding against each other. You broke away panting, needing to take a breath. Seungmin pressed his forehead against yours as he caught his breath as well.

“Will you stay tonight?” He looked at you, his thumb tracing the apple of your cheek.

“You’re sure?” You nodded biting at your lips.

“I am. I want you to stay, please?” You pecked his lips once, twice, three times and he shook his head.

“Let’s go to bed baby.” You crawled off Seungmin’s lap and he clicked the tv off as you both walked towards your bedroom. You shut and locked your door and suddenly Seungmin was right behind you, arms wrapped around you, his face buried in your hair.

“Afraid your parents might catch us?” You giggled and shook your head as you spun around in his arms. He kissed you and you started to back him towards your bed. He pulled his shirt off and then yours and you both took in the other’s bare skin.

“Fuck you’re beautiful.” He managed to finally get out before crashing his lips into yours again. Seungmin crawled back on your bed and you climbed on top of him straddling his lap. You sat up and unhooked your bra tossing it aside. When Seungmin saw your bare breasts, his hands slid up your body to cup them and pinch your nipples. You let out a breathy little moan. You couldn’t take it anymore, you needed him. You got off him long enough to get your pants and panties off. You unbuttoned and pulled at his pants, he lifted his hips helping you get them and his underwear off. You climbed on top of him again and lined his tip up with your aching sex. The moan that came out of Seungmin as you slid down his cock was sinful. When he was fully inside you, you leaned over and kissed him then rolled your hips.

“You feel so good Minnie.” You whispered against his lips and he nodded taking a couple deep breaths.

“God so do you baby, you feel fucking amazing!” You sat up and braced yourself on Seungmin's chest. He gripped your hips again and you started riding him slowly.

“Yes just like that baby, so good.” You rolled your hips against his. Seungmin started rocking your hips back and fourth faster, your clit pressing and rubbing against his pubic muscle. Your legs started shaking, you could feel your orgasm building.

“S-Seungmin! I’m... I’m so c-close.” He moaned and kept you moving against him.

“Cum for me y/n! Let me see that pretty face you make when you lose yourself.” The combination of his cock being buried deep inside you and the stimulation to your clit sent you on a round trip to an oasis of pleasure. Your whole body felt like it was vibrating. When you came back down, you leaned down and kissed Seungmin, soft lips slotted against the others. Seungmin sat up with you still in his lap holding your face and devouring your lips.

“Bend over for me baby.” You crawled off of his lap, grabbed the headboard and bent over. Seungmin knelt behind you, gripped your ass and pushed his cock deep inside you again. He started a steady pace snapping his hips against your ass.

“Deeper Min deeper!” He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you up, your back flush with his chest. One hand gripping a breast and the other teasing your clit as he grinded into you deep and hard. Your arms reaching back and wrapping around his head, your hands tugging at his hair. You could feel the mercury rising again. Your sweaty bodies pressed together, gripping each other as you teetered towards mind shattering bliss.

“God you feel perfect, made for me beautiful, cum with me baby.” He thrusted deep inside you again and you went ridged, your back arching as you came again, hard.

“Yesyesyes oh god...” A soft moan left Seungmin as he wrapped his arms around you tightly and came deep inside you, you were still braced against the headboard, Seungmin resting against your body as his cock softened inside you. After a minute of catching your breath both of you laid down. You laid there with your head on Seungmin’s chest quietly basking in the body buzz after that amazing orgasm.

“Do you want to have kids?” Seungmin’s question came out of nowhere.

“I’m on the pill Minnie.” He realized how out of left field that must have seemed.

“No I mean like one day, do you want to have kids one day?” You thought about a little piece of you and Seungmin running around wreaking havoc.

“Yea I think I do.” He smiled and squeezed you tighter.

“Me too... but... well... how will we explain our story?” You smiled up at him and pushed his hair away from his face.

“Easy, we’ll tell them the truth...” Seungmin’s face scrunched up confused by what you meant.

“The truth?” You nodded, kissed his lips and hummed.

“MMhmm...that it turned out, the enemy of my enemy was my friend.”

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soyeonsbabygirl · 6 months

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"Roll your fucking eyes again and I'll give you a reason to roll em."

Jeon Soyeon x Reader

You and Soyeon had been arguing all day. It started from earlier when she had done nothing but stay in her studio, ignoring your texts and calls. Her reason being “I'm too focused in my work” You talked to Miyeon about it who suggested that you should try to surprise her. You left dance practice early, and tried to surprise her with her favorite meal that night. You did your hair, make up, and put on a nicer outfit. You waited for hours for her to show up , when she finally came in at about 12 Am she didn't even look at the food just going straight to your shared bedroom.

To say you were angry was an understatement, and now here you both were arguing after she had gotten in late yet again. “You don't answer Your phone or anything! Its like you don't care!” You argued, “You're making big deal out of nothing! We're in the same group its not like I don't see you!” Soyeon argued back, “I barely even see you anymore! We're in the same group Soyeon and I barely fucking see you! Do you know how annoying that is!?” you yelled back at her.

“I'm just trying to plan ahead for our next Comeback!” She yelled back, you folded your arms across your chest and rolled your eyes. Soyeon hated when you gave her an attitude but this time she smirked as she grabbed your face “roll your fucking eyes at me one more time and I’ll give you a reason to roll em.”

You jerked your face out of her grip rolling your eyes again at her words. She grabbed your face crashing her lips against yours before you could say anything else. Her hands harshly making their way underneath your shirt making you whine from the roughness. She lightly bit your lip , exploring your mouth with her tongue when you gasped. She pushed you onto the mattress, pinning your arms to the bed. She smirked as she tore your shorts and panties off flinging them to the other side of the room, and shoved her fingers inside of you not giving you time to adjust.

You moaned loudly squeezing your eyes shut “open your eyes.” She demanded , you complied. The minute your eyes opened she began to thrust her fingerd inside you fast and rough. You began to cry as you moaned squirming making her put her hand on your stomach making you stop moving. “Fucking whore. You're usually my good little girl but since you wanna be a slut , i have no problem fucking you like one.”

With each word her fingers somehow went faster and deeper making you Moan louder practically screaming. She laughed at the sight. She went down to your lips hungrily kissing you swallowing all your sounds. She pulled away from the kiss suddenly stopping her movements making you cry and thrash “Say you're sorry.” she demanded “I-I’m sorry!” You cried “For?” She said waiting, “being a brat and having an attitude! I'm sorry! Please don't stop, please let me cum!” More tears came out of your eyes as you begged for her fingers.

She laughed as she went even faster than she was going previously “That's my good girl. You sound so pretty when you beg for me especially when your beneath me like this.” You couldn't even reply as you were spewing out incoherent words. Soyeon felt you clenching on her fingers letting her know you were close. You had a pleading look in your eyes as she smiled even nore deciding to let you cum. She watched as your face contorted to one of pleasure , your eyes rolling back as you screamed releasing all over her hand , a lot of your cum staining the sheets. She kissed your forehead cuddling you as you panted.

She took her fingers out of you as she made circle on your arms. “I'm sorry my girl. I'll try not to spend too much time in the studio anymore.” She laid down on the bed next to you as she held you in her arms. “I think you inspired my next song~”

The famous Soyeon smut I wrote last year I hoped yall enjoyed

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marksbear · 1 year

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Norman Bates but with a breeding kink

I took my time writing this for you my friend. Had to make it top tier for you can enjoy it. Anyways gonna be nsfw and sfw headcanons and maybe a few blurbs.

I didn't know whether to make him bottom or top so I stuck with bottom.

NORMAN BATES X TOP MALE READER

-He most def got a feral breeding kink. I mean it's everything about him that shows it. -Norman would honestly be a virgin and new to relationships and honestly anything that comes with romantic feelings. So when he found out he had feelings for you he would honestly freak out with joy. -So once yall get over the basic things about sex like your limits and things he would be so nervous and shy when you begin to touch him. He would be so jittery and won't keep still and keep on rambling about all sorts of things. -But after yall's first time he couldn't get enough of it. -He wanted to be in your pants every single chance he had. -Whining about "missing you inside me." or "Can we please do 'it' again." Just him overall being a complete mess after y'all did it. He couldn't wait to be used like a toy again.

-The breeding kink came after a while into the relationship. With his fear of abandonment/ wanting to start a family it hit him off. So that's when he started to think. He wanted you to breed him and start a family.

-He knows that he can't get pregnant and all, but he likes to imagine he can.

"Y-Y/n! Please cum inside! cum inside me please! Breed me! I want you to get me pregnant! Please~" Norman cries out in pure bliss while imagining you getting him pregnant and starting a perfect family.

-His mom approves of him starting a family. Well. Normans words anyway.

-Always asking for you to breed him. He wouldn't even care if it was like the fifth time this week he asked. Doesn't take no for an answer. (yes he does. He'll just sulk and whine about it until you say fine or try to convince you.)

-After each time you cum inside him he would give you kisses passionately while repeating "thank you" over and over again until you tell him to shut up.

-One of his dirty secrets is that he likes to daydream about you breeding him senseless while in the motel/ when hes working.

-He would go over the moon if you go along with him/ if you have a breeding kink also. He would be putty in your hands. Down right all the way submissive following every single order you give him.

-Good thing the motel is empty most days because he is loud. I mean LOUD. He would moan, cry, scream and shout in pleasure. He can't help it either you just make him feel that good.

-He loves the thought of him being a household husband for you and the "future" kids.

-So he learns what most kids would like to eat from all ages and learns how to cook them. And reads about how to take care of kids and all that.

THE END

Not really more likely to be continued. I'm gonna edit more later.

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kondensaduhhh · 3 months

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Brozone HCs (Post Break Up)

- first of all, i refuse to believe that John Dory was any older than 16 when the band broke up, maybe he's just baby faced, but to me, he's at most 16 years old, yall really gonna look at JD in that flashback and see a 20?? hes just a babyyy

- their ages when the band broke up are, JD: 16, Bruce: 15, Clay: 13, Floyd: 12, Branch: 4

- the tunnel escape only happened almost a year later

- Bruce found Vacay Island only months after the tunnel escape, he ran away from the rest of the trolls thinking maybe he'll find his older brother, but instead found Vacay Island.

- Bruce met Brandy and was in love at first sight, instantly tried to impress her by doing the whole Heartthrob bit, which only amused Brandy, but only when he started to mellow out and started to let down the Heartthrob title, did Brandy start to reciprocate.

- Bruce tried to do the whole courting thing with Brandy, but the second she liked him back, she was like "Mmyeah, youre my boyfriend now" and Bruce nearly screamed like one of his fangirls that he had to take a dive in the ocean.

- due to this, Bruce was the only one that didn't experience becoming gray.

- Floyd became gray after the tunnel escape, back when they were still within the cage, he still somewhat knew where his brothers were, except for JD, but he knew his big brother would be fine. so when they executed the tunnel escape, he couldn't find Clay and Bruce, and didnt know that Branch had started to isolate himself so no one has seen his younger brother either.

- he became gray and left the village, as he was going to look for himself. he didnt sing for a long time, but he did start writing songs and poems that eventually became songs, and had the spontaneous thought of singing one song and broadcasting it.

- the song became an instant hit, and slowly has he started to build his solo career did he gain his colors back.

- Clay lost his colors when they found the hold course to reside in. he lost it a few weeks living in the golf course, did reality set in that he might never see his family again, a lot of the putt putt trolls lost their colors too.

- when Viva saw this, as heartbroken as she was too, she was the firstborn of the king, and as their princess she cant let any of this sadness continue to consume her people, and she found ways to cheer the putt putt trolls up and bring their colors back, including Clay.

- Clay actually only started doing the boring stuff to get away from his previous title of The Fun One, but as things continued on, he did it to keep his mind off of being fun, because being fun reminded him of his family, the family he will never see again.

- but Clay does enjoy keeping the putt putt trolls safe and not gray, he even invented 'protocols' which were essentially games to keep them happy, which he would never admit were games

- JD's colours were on and off for a year when he left the band, and when he came to visit for Branch's birthday, everybody was gone, his colors went to a cooler colour where he cried for days in their pod, and then went gray when the tears subsided. when he left the cage, his colours were so dull, no bergen saw him leave the tree, bc he left with no caution whatsoever

- John Dory doesn't know how much time has passed. he used to have a calendar where he would cross out the days to keep track, but he forgot if he crossed the date out too early or too late and eventually just stopped.

- Floyd became a songwriter to multiple different species

- the brothers who had a hard time fitting back in the pop village from least to most was Floyd, Bruce, Clay, and JD.

- Floyd still had his social skills, better than the rest of the brothers due to the being a songwriter and all, Bruce, while not interacting with trolls, he wasnt living in the past like Clay was, and JD only had Rhonda with the occasional small talk to other trolls whenever he needed supplies that he couldnt make out of scratch.

- JD nearly died a few times. being mostly alone in nature was a lot of trial and error. he got sick/injured so severely that he would write barely intelligible notes about who his brothers were and to tell them how sorry he was and how to take care of Rhonda, pass out and completely forget about the letters. they're tucked into the nooks and crannies inside Rhonda.

- Clay tried to write letters to his brothers, if they were out there, but when it came to sending them, he didn't know how. so he just has thousands of letters addressed to his brothers, varying from asking how Branch was doing, if Floyd still bakes and how he misses his baked goods, asks if Spruce can tell him how to do his hair because it was growing out of control and he always had the best hair out of all of them, and telling John Dory how much he hated him and that it was all his fault and that he misses the soup JD used to make for him specifically, and how tight JD hugged him and missed his stories and how he missed him. How he missed all of them.

- Bruce had a bit of a hard time in raising his kids, not realising that the Vacay Puppets aged differently from trolls. that while most trollings could hold a whole conversation with understanding at the age of a year and a half, some even just after hatching, while his children only babbled and said very few words and short, broken sentences at age 3. he was very worried about their development until Brandy told them that they actually developing pretty quickly for a Vacay Puppet (idk wtf to call them😭😭)

- ppl think that JD is stupid, but the truth is he just misses social cues, and has been out in the wilderness mostly alone so, what is common sense to most trolls, John Dory has completely forgotten about

- Floyd is obviously the most sensitive, but this not only means he is quick to shed a tear, he is also quick to be offended/mad. sometimes it scares Floyd how much he sees JD in himself, but this also made Floyd empathise with JD somewhat, knowing the shame that comes after the anger that came too quick and left just as quickly

- accessory HCs: Floyd has a total of 4 ear piercings, all in one ear,

Branch has got both his ears pierced, the left being a small, mint green gem, and the right a magenta barbell,

Bruce def a navel piercing, a shell necklace with 14 shells on it to represent his wife and kids, and a teal, yellow, pink, and blue woven anklet,

Clay doesn't have any piercings but he does have tats on his legs of those fuck ass stars, hearts, and diamonds on his legs, all below the knee, bc Viva wanted to try tattooing,

JD has a tongue and nipple piercings, he doesn't remember getting them, all he knows he that he got really sad, and then next thing he knows he's awake somewhere he knew he didnt fall asleep in, he kept them anyway

- pop trolls' hair can change when they undergo extreme negative emotions, which was why Clay's hair went from straight and yellow, to curly and green

- when Bruce had an all girl quintuplets (bc i refuse to believe that they had all those children one by one😭😭) he named them Jane Dolly, Clair, Flora, and Briar ((btw i only just found out that Bruce only has one daughter but shhh))

- Floyd has written songs for/about all his brothers, but never said their names in them or even mentioned that it was about Brother specifically, always a vague family member or loved one.

- John Dory was the best at any culinary skill out of all of them, he's the one that taught Floyd how to bake, from how to make the fluffiest chiffon cake, how to laminate pastries, to knowing how to do everything from scratch, to how to do everything without any baking equipment, like a thermometer or a timer.

- However, Bruce, despite being a father and owning a restaurant, is the shittiest cook out of all of them, he either forgets an ingredient and/or under/overdoes it.

- nature is oddly nice to Floyd. not bc of anything in particular, they just really like him. JD used to call Floyd their lucky charm whenever they go camping.

- JD, Clay, and Floyd are adrenaline junkies.

- Clay knows pretty much everything there is in fabric making, from crocheting, knitting to tapestry making, he can do it.

- Floyd absolutely LOVES denim. he will most likely have one piece of his outfit be denim, be it his pants or a bracelet

- after years of being alone, and only having Rhonda be his constant companion, JD has a concerningly high pain tolerance, and being around such a big creature like Rhonda and no one else to compare pain to, whenever he does react to pain, he thinks he's just being over dramatic bc when Rhonda had a splinter the same size as the one he is currently injured with (AKA HUGE) she merely limped, so hed probably be fine.

- Clay looks the most like their mother

- And John Dory is their half brother

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