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w0rmm1lk · 5 months

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I saw that you were receiving requests and I was wondering if you could write a Bakugou x male reader angst (both adults and married if possible, but it doesn't necessarily have to be.) where they There's an argument and the reader leaves the house at night and comes back just a week later (because Bakugou said some bad things. I don't think he would do that but I love angst where the character almost literally has to kneel down and ask the reader for forgiveness 😭😭😭) I'm sorry if it's too detailed and forgive my English, I'm Brazilian and I'm using Google Translate ☠️... (oh! and with a happy ending please🥺)

Yayyy first request hehe

Summary: reader and bakugo got into a small argument about bakugo not being home enough due to his hero work, bakugo being himself the argument escalated into something worse.

reader: Male

other details: Hero!Bakugo, Readers job not mentioned (can be read as hero reader or other). It is mentioned that reader has a sibling but details about them are not specified.

warnings: angst-(fluff at end), swearing(its bakugo what did you expect) implied married reader and bakugo but not mentioned. Kinda ooc but I tried my best 🥲

You and bakugo had been together for quite some time. You first started the relationship when he was in his second year at UA, but you had known eachother since middle school. So of course you knew eachother very well, and were very close. Or well, as close as you can be with bakugo.

when you first got together he had been quite distant, but you understood. He wasn’t use to this kind of thing, yet it didn’t take him long to adjust. Long story short after he graduated you both ended up moving in together.

you had quickly gotten use to how much bakugo worked. He was so desperate to be the No.1 hero, and of course as his boyfriend/husband you supported him in that. Yet, sometimes you felt that he was more focused on that than you. He was rarely ever home leaving you to do most of the house work, including the laundry, dishes, buying groceries, ect. at first it wasn’t anything to worry about, you were mostly okay with it since you got to stay home most of the time, but sometimes it would get lonley. It was weird… you had been in a relationship for so long and even lived with him yet the house felt so empty and devoid of life. You thought that it was maybe a good idea to bring this up with bakugo. He would understand…right?

You ended up needing to stay up quite late that night waiting for him to return. He always worked overtime just to get his rank higher. He was already in the top ten… why did he worry so much…?

you felt a small jolt of surprise when you heard the front door unlock, sitting up you looked over to see bakugo. Despite being right there he didn’t seem to notice you.

“Katsuki..? Can we talk real quick?” You spoke, trying to seem calm. Despite this your heart was beating like crazy, it felt like some part of you was screaming to not bring up the issues. “Hm? Oh, you’re still awake.” He replied.. yet it seemed quite delayed.

“ah- yeah… but we need to talk.” He looked over with an annoyed expression. “Not right now.” His reply… shocked you to say the least. “Katsuki. It’s important. It’ll be quick I just need to—“ he cut you off with an annoyed sigh. “I said not right now Y/N.”

“This can’t really wait for later—“ he glared. “Do you not get what *not right now* means?” He raised his voice slightly as he spoke, his eyes piercing into your softer gaze. “It’ll be quick—! I swear.” You spoke, hoping that he would take a moment to sit down and hear you out.

he rolled his eyes tilting his head back letting out a dramatic sigh. “Fine. Let’s just get this over with.” I felt a bit of relief as he accepted. I waited a moment as he sat down on the couch beside me. “The hell do you want? It’s so goddamn late.” Despite him agreeing to speak it was clear how much he didn’t want to.

“i… I was thinking, could you maybe… try spending a bit more time at home…? I know how important your hero work is to you- and I don’t want to stop you from reaching your goal but… we haven’t really spent much time together in the last few months, and— I guess I’ve been kinda lonley…?”

he stared at you, his gaze not breaking for even a second as he spoke. You looked back as you finished, expecting him to understand, but instead you were met with a rather… interesting, expression.

his expression gave off the kinda mood of *are you being serious?*

“that’s what this was about? This is what was so fucking important you just had to talk about it right now?”

what he said… it almost hurt slightly. “What…? What do you mean? I think this is something that’s pretty important.” He rolled his eyes at your response. “Tch, I get how needy you are but I can’t just throw away all my work just for you.”

“what-? I- that’s not what I’m saying-! You’re only ever home at night after I’m asleep and you’re gone once I wake up! I’m not being needy! And asking to see you at least once everyday while living in the same house is not being needy!”

his expression made it clear he was pissed off. “Do you not realise how important my work is? How important it is for me to become no.1? Or does it all not matter to you?!” You stare at him in slight shock, it was weird how much he was misunderstanding the situation.

“that’s not what I mean! I just want to spend more time with you-! If I’m going to be stuck at home all day I at least want to see someone-! Especially you!”

“I can’t just throw away my work to spend my whole day with you! My life doesn’t revolve around you!” He stood up looking down at you.

“Katsuki! That’s not what I mean-! You—“ He cut you off. “If you think I can put everything aside just for you then— you’re mistaken.” There was an awkward silence in the room for just a moment. “You should just go.” You stared at him, your eyes locked onto eachother. “What…?” “Tch— I said you should go-!”

“Katsuki— what are you talking about?!”

“…. You know damn well what I mean.”

the silence started again lasting for a good twenty seconds. You could feel the tears building up yet not spilling. “Fine.” You stood up grabbing your phone and keys walking out the door. You didn’t know what to do but just listen.

you looked at your phone for just a moment before texting your sibling, you didn’t really have anywhere to stay so you hoped they would let you crash at their place for a bit. You stare at the small screen… it was late so you could only hope they were still awake to reply. The amount of relief you felt when your screen lit up and a small notification read

..”sure.”

the next few days passed by so painfully slow. You stared at your phone most the time just hoping to see a notification from Bakugo, some sort of apology, or just a check up. nothing.

it didn’t help that he was quite a popular hero, you couldn’t even watch the news without seeing him.

after a full week past without anything from him, you realise that this was most likley an end to your relationship. All these years thrown away simply because you couldn’t handle not being near him.

you picked up your phone hesitating before sending bakugo a simple message.

“im coming over to grab my stuff. Be there in 20.”

you looked as the message sent, of course he left you on read.

despite it only being a 20 minutes drive, it felt like hours. Your mind was racing, you were nervous, scared to see him. As you walked to the front door you hesitated standing there for a good 30 seconds before finally knocking.

your heart was beating fast as the front door opened. “…come in.” He spoke. He looked more tired than ever, if anything it was a surprise he was even home. You simply nodded, stepping inside. The house looked like shit. You weren’t thinking that to be rude, it genuine looked like bakugo wasn’t doing anything to take care of it.

“y/n i—“ he was cut off staring at you, as you gave him the same glare he sent you a week ago. He averted his eyes like he was holding back tears. “Please— let’s… let’s talk about this….?”

“…what is there to talk about. You made it clear how you feel.”

“i— I had some time to think… a… a lot of time and— i- im… Tch— im fucking sorry okay?!”

you continued to stare at him, though the apology was genuine, you were scared to accept. You didn’t want things to just go back to how they were before.

“please y/n i— I didn’t realise how much I need you.. you’re so god damn important to me… i… took you for granted.”

you stayed silent staring at him. It’s not that you were being rude, you simply didn’t know what to say. You could see the desperation in his eyes but didn’t expect him to start tearing up.

“Y/n… please don’t leave me-! I.. I need you… please…” you watched as he grasped your hands tears pouring down his face as he struggled to even breath.

“im sorry for everything I said I— I had so much time to think and… I didn’t have my priorities straight! So please let’s just… let’s talk over this okay…?”

without a word you lifted a hand up wiping the tears from bakugos eyes before resting a hand on his cheek. “You’ll do better this time right…? It won’t just go back to how it was before…?”

you could see a spark in his eyes now that you finally answered. “I promise-! I— it won’t happen again just— please— don’t leave me…”

you let out a soft sigh. “I won’t leave you. And… I forgive you.” You heald onto his hands gently for just a moment before he pulled you in holding you close.

“i… don’t know how I ever took a man like you for granted.”

(end)

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daisies-daydreams · 7 months

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Nanami x chubby MEXICAN reader..like imagine that 👀. He comes home late from work and tired as hell like always. And we’re cooking his favorite cause we love him. He comes up from behind and starts groping everywhere. We just teehee at him and ask him how was work. He then trails his hand downwards and says ‘you know damn well I’m not here to talk about work’…THEN HE GOES ABSOLUTE HAM IN THE BEDROOM..ACTUALLY WE BARELY EVEN MAKE IT TO THE BEDROOM. HE IS A STARVING MAN. He then goes rough af (with consent ofc) degrading the hell out of us..maybe include something with his tie 🤭. Yeah..SORRY IF THE REQUESTS ARE A LOT MY BRAIN IS LIKE RUNNING WITH NO STOP BUT I GOT YOU 😇🙏 please don’t rush take your time. Let my three pile up if it helps/doesn’t get stressful. Remember writing is supposed to be fun and not monotonous or boring. Take time on yourself. Hydrate and eat :3 LOVE YOU 🫶🫶

Relief (Kento Nanami x F!Plus-Sized!Mexican!Reader)

Pairing: Kento Nanami x F!Plus-Sized!Mexican!Reader Category: Smut Warnings: Swearing, Oral Sex (F!Receiving), Bondage, Praise/Degradation Kink, Hair Pulling, Doggy Style, Cowgirl, Consensual Spanking, Unprotected P in V Sex (You know the drill), Papi/Daddy Kink, Petnames (hermoso, bebé, conejita, mi vida, ángel, darling, dear, sweetheart), Several Mentions of "Slut" and "Whore", Creampie, Overstimulation, Multiple Orgasms Word Count: 4k+

A/N: I'm so down bad for this man...it's not even funny. 😩

Disclaimer: I’m not Mexican and am very rusty with Spanish. I tried to write this fic as respectfully as possible. If anyone has any (constructive) criticism, please let me know so I can improve on making my work more thoughtful and aware. Thank you.

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI

Your eyes lit up as the front door slowly creaked open. Your husband’s massive frame took up the doorway as he lumbered inside, his face riddled with frustration.

“Hola hermoso,” you winked playfully. Your husband grunted as he shrugged off his coat.

“Hi,” Kento replied curtly as he slipped off his glasses. You hummed to yourself as you turned your attention back to the stove. You swayed your hips side to side as you turned over the korokke frying in the pan.

“I’m making your favorite tonight: pork korokke fried in garlic oil!” you called. Kento nodded as he placed his shoes on the mat before making his way towards you. You soon felt him press against your back, your eyes widening as his covered, half-hard cock slotted between your cheeks. You grinned as your love rested his hands on your waist, his pink lips brushing over your plump cheek.

“Did you miss me today?” you giggled as Kento slid his hands beneath your shirt, his deft fingers caressing every soft roll and curve of your upper body while his lips wandered down to your neck. He only responded with a groan, his eyes half-lidded as he cupped your breasts through your bra.

“You have no idea how happy I am to be home,” he sighed in a husky whisper. You giggled again as he squeezed your tits.

“I’m glad you’re home, too, bebé,” you hummed as you flipped the korokke over again [baby]. “So, how was work?” you asked in an innocent voice as you arched your spine, pressing your ass harder against his growing erection. Your breath hitched as his fingers slipped away from your supple breasts and slid past the elastic of your sweatpants.

"You know damn well I’m not here to talk about work,” he rumbled as he brushed his fingertips over your mound. You squealed and gripped the plastic spatula as your husband’s hot, steamy breath tickled the shell of your ear. You bit your lip as he pushed your panties aside and swiped his fingers along your slit.

“O-Okay. What do you want to talk about?” you nearly lurched forward as Kento pushed a finger against your clit. You gripped the counter with your other hand as your husband circled your puffy bundle of nerves and kissed behind your ear.

“I don’t really want to talk right now, dear-I’m famished,” he said as he pulled his fingers from your pants. You bit your lip as he licked his wet fingers clean, wrapping his tongue around his thick digits. You gulped and rubbed your thighs together.

“Well, dinner’s almost done-“ your jaw went slack when he yanked down your sweats down your thighs in one swift tug. Your body jiggled at the sudden movement as Kento sank to his knees. Goosebumps broke over your skin as your love kneaded your supple cheeks in his hands before spreading them apart.

“Why would I want that when I have my favorite meal right here?” your husband husked behind you. You curled your toes the second he pressed a gentle kiss to your wet cunny.

“P-Papi,” you mewled as he tilted his head to the side, capturing your lower lips in a deeper, wetter kiss. You trembled as he stuck his tongue out and spread your folds apart with slow, methodical licks. Kento's deep groans sent waves of pleasure through your core, your legs tensing as he moved his head side to side as he flattened his tongue over your sex. You took the pan off the stove as quickly as you could before flipping off the burner.

You moaned when your love shoved his entire face forward, his tongue licking bold, slick stripes up and down your soaked slit.

“Fuck,” you keened. Kento rumbled in response to your sweet moans, his voice low and movements tender. Your knees nearly buckled when he reached around and slipped his fingers over your sensitive bundle of nerves. You ground your ass against Kento's face as he suddenly shoved his tongue inside your juicy walls. Your knuckles turned pale as you held onto anything you could as your breathing grew shallow. Each stroke of his tongue shocked your body with bolts of arousal.

“Kento...bebé,” you choked as you felt slick rush out of your puckering hole. Your husband only thrusted his tongue in and out of you at a much faster pace, his fingers sloppily massaging your engorged clit as his nostrils flared. You tilted your head back and slipped your hand over your mouth, pleasure bubbling up from your weeping, fluttering sex. You squealed as he squeezed your bum and curled his warm tongue inside you, your mind instantly going blank.

“R-Right there!” you moaned. Kento inhaled sharply as his lips curled around your entrance, his tongue sliding against your gummy walls at a feral pace. You ground your hips against his sharp face as he pinched your puffy clit, a high-pitched moan leaving your swollen lips.

“K-Kento! I’m g-gonna cum!” you gasped as wet squelches reverberated from where his tongue stuffed your spasming cunt. You mewled as he moved even faster, your body quickly careening towards the sharp edge of your release. You yelped when he suddenly flipped you around, your juicy cunt on full display for him as he licked his lips.

The sight before you made your cheeks burn: his pupils blown wide, his pale cheeks filled with pink, mouth glossy and soaked with your sweet juices. Both of your chests rose and fell before your husband dove in again, puckering his soft lips over your engorged bud. You screamed and threaded your fingers through his messy, blond locks as he suctioned over your delicate clit. Your jaw went slack when he stuffed your tight pussy with two of his long, thick fingers...all the way down to his knuckles.

“K-Kento!” you moaned loudly as you gripped his hair. Your husband groaned as you squirted all over his thick digits and chin, your walls gripping and sucking him in with no remorse. He continued to gently stroke and flick his tongue over your swollen bud as you came, each small movement making your mind sink further into a mind-numbing euphoria. You panted as he squeezed your asscheek, his tongue eagerly licking up the cream that leaked past the seam of your hole.

You braced yourself against the counter as you gently rocked your hips forward. You blinked away the tears that spilled down your hot cheeks as your beloved relished in his divine meal. Your entire body shivered as he slowly pulled his fingers out, his tongue quickly catching the arousal that gushed past your engorged lower lips. You moaned as your husband savored the taste of your savory arousal, his eyes half-lidded and pink lips parted. Your legs shook as Kento rested his hand on top of your thigh while bringing the other to his lips.

You panted quietly as you watched him suck on his soaked digits like the sweetest lollipop. He kept his chocolate-brown eyes locked with yours as he hollowed his cheeks and licked every last drop of your cum from his digits. You swallowed thickly as he pulled his digits out with a slick “pop”. Kento licked his thin lips as he rested his hand on your other thigh.

“Darling, if you don’t mind, I’ve had a rather long and stressful day at work,” he began as he rubbed up and down your bare thighs, his tousled, blond hair slightly obstructing his vision. You bit your lip as his hot breath continued to fan over your sensitive pussy. His eyes flicked between your sex and your face. “Would it be alright if we did things a little more...‘rough’ tonight?” Kento asked in a low, hushed tone. You tilted your head.

“Y-You mean like ‘chains and whips excite me’ kind of rough?” you asked. Your husband cleared his throat as his cheeks burned a deep shade of red.

“Well, maybe not that rough,” he said. His flustered frown quickly turned into a small smirk. “Perhaps we can start with a little degradation,” Kento murmured before pressing his soft lips to your mound. Your breath hitched as he flicked his tongue over your clit. “And maybe little bit of bondage and spanking for good measure,” your husband said before fully puckering his lips around your bud. You whined and bucked your hips forward as you tugged at his hair again. You felt him smile against your burning sex.

“S-Sí. Por favor, Papi,” you keened as you arched your back [Yes. Please Daddy]. Kento’s pecked your bundle nerves again before he pulled back and swiped his tongue between his lips.

“The safe word will be ‘seven’, understood?” he asked. You nodded.

“Yes,” you said with a shaky breath. Kento hummed as he rubbed at your dimpled thighs.

“God, you’re such a needy little whore of a wife,” your husband grunted before pinching your clit between his teeth. You cried out as the pain and pleasure rippled through your core.

“Fuck!” you whined as he applied the perfect amount of pressure for you to start seeing stars. Your husband huffed when he pulled away, his lips curved in a disapproving frown.

“And such a filthy mouth, too,” Kento chastised. You squeaked as he rose to his feet, his massive frame overshadowing yours as he wrapped his hands behind your waist and grabbed your ass. Your hard nipples rubbed against your bra as he leaned next to your ear. “Looks like I’ll have to teach you some manners, conejita,” Kento murmured as he massaged your cheeks in his wide palms [little bunny]. You bit your lip as a high-pitched squeal rose from your throat.

“Please discipline me, Papi. I’ve been such a naughty little thing,” you moaned into his ear. You gasped when he grabbed your wrist and quickly led you to the bedroom, his grip tight yet not painful. Your clothes were yanked off of you in the blink of an eye before you were spun around. You flushed as he led you to the edge of your neatly made bed and bent you over, your round bum and oozing sex begging for his attention.

“Seeing you like this makes me think of a bitch in heat,” Kento huffed. You moaned when he slapped your ass, your cheeks jiggling as your walls clamped around nothing. “Don't worry-I'll make sure you're nice and full of me by the time I'm finished with you,” he grunted as he tugged at his spotted tie. Your heart pounded in your ears as you wiggled your hips. You fluttered your lashes as your husband wrapped the silky fabric over your chubby wrists. You moaned as he ground his clothed cock against your bum as he finished his work.

"Tell me who this pussy belongs to," he said as he slid one of his hands down your exposed spine. You shivered at his delicate touch as you felt his bulge press deeper into your folds.

“I-It belongs to you, Papi,” you moaned. Kento gave a satisfied groan as he slipped away and undid his belt. You shivered when you heard his pants fall to the carpet. More fabric rustled behind you as spit pooled in your mouth. Your entire body glowed with heat as your heart pounded in your ears.

You grunted as Kento wrapped his hand around your hair and tugged your head up, your scalp stinging slightly at the sudden movement. Your jaw went slack as he slowly spread open your tight little hole with three of his thick fingers. You felt him spread his digits, stretching your pussy wide open with a loud squelch.

“Be a good whore and keep your head up for me while I finger your needy cunt,” he said as he slowly pumped his fingers in and out of your fluttering pussy. Tears of pleasure stained the comforter as you rocked your hips back against his hand. Kento rumbled as he scissored his digits between your slick, gummy walls.

“You’re gripping so tightly and I haven’t even given you my cock yet-are you really that desperate for my touch?” he hummed while keeping his hand wrapped tightly around your hair. Your clit throbbed as he pressed the pads of his rough fingers against your plush g-spot, stars sprinkling your blurred vision with the heavy pressure.

“Por favor Papi. Quiero tu pija,” you whined as you ground your hips back [Please Daddy-I want your dick]. You gasped when he suddenly slipped his fingers out, leaving your hole gaping and weeping with slick. Kento sighed as he slapped your other asscheek, the sting quickly melting into pleasure and making your toes curl.

“Say it again,” he said as you heard him pump his shaft with his slick hand. You swallowed thickly and wiggled your hips back and forth.

“P-Por favor Papi. Quiero tu pija,” you said in a louder voice. You clenched your cheeks when he spanked you again, your raw skin rippling beneath his massive palm.

“Louder!” Kento barked.

“¡Por favor Papi! ¡Quiero tu pija!” you screamed. Your eyes grew wide as you felt the bulbous head of his dick kiss your entrance. Kento released your hair and splayed a hand over your hip as he sucked in a sharp breath.

“There's my good little slut,” he whispered while smoothing his thumb over your plush love handle. A sharp cry of pleasure fell from your lips as he slowly sank his thick, heavy cock inside you. Your entire being quaked as you felt every vein of his shaft massage your plush walls, spreading you open in a slow, blissful torment.

“God, you’re so tight,” your husband hissed through gritted teeth as he pushed himself deeper within your snug sex. You strained against his tie as you felt the weight of his cock start to grow heavier and heavier with each inch. Both of you moaned as his hips became flush with your ass, his full balls rapping against your puffy bundle of nerves. Kento sighed as he gripped your waist with the both hands.

“Do you have any idea how often I get distracted thinking about your slutty pussy wrapped around my cock?” he rasped as he drew his hips back. You keened and clawed at the comforter as best you could as he sank his thick member back inside, his tip grazing over the gummy plug to your womb. “I-I don’t!” you mewled as your oversensitive walls fluttered around his shaft. Kento grunted as he dragged his cock along your walls again.

“Every day,” your husband groaned. You choked as he began to rock his hips at a steady pace, his control driving you up the wall while you fell apart beneath him. “Every. Fucking. Day,” he panted as he dug his trimmed nails into your hips. You squealed as his plump balls grazed over your clit, your pussy squelching each time his cock pistoned against your cervix. “And every day, I think of the many ways I could fill this pussy until the bedsheets are completely soaked,” Kento growled. You moaned as you thought of your sex gushing with his thick, potent seed. The bed creaked as your husband snapped his hips forward, drawing a loud mewl from your throat.

“Do you want me to do that, darling? Fill you up until your poor cunt can't hold any more of me?” he rumbled. You nodded fervently as you arched your back.

“¡S-Sí!” you cried out as your body rocked with his heavy thrusts. Kento huffed as he sped up his thrusts.

“God, you're so fucking filthy,” he spat before slapping your ass again. You yelped as your thighs trembled.

“Papi,” you gasped as more of your cream spurted over his throbbing dick.

“Goodness darling-it’s only been a few minutes and you’re already making such a mess,” he said in a patronizing tone. Your pussy gushed even more, drawing a soft chuckle from your husband. You sniffed as you felt the knot in your puffy tummy grow tighter with each thrust. “Mmm, and I can feel you’re about to cum, too. You really don’t know how to be patient, do you?” he lilted as he pounded into your raw, sloppy cunt.

“I-I can’t help it, Kento. I-It feels too good!” you sniffled as tears of pleasure flooded your flushed cheeks. Your husband grunted as your walls flexed around his girth, your asscheeks clapping each time his hips met with your behind.

“Shit honey-if you keep squeezing me like that I’ll-“ his voice cut off when your cunt suddenly clamped down on his veiny cock. You cried and tossed your head back, his name falling from your lips like a prayer.

“Oh God,” you whined as the knot in your belly violently burst. You shook with ecstasy as Kento kept pumping his cock deeper and deeper inside your convulsing cunt, fucking you through your second orgasm. You strained against his tie again as you drooled against the comforter, pleasure overriding your inhibitions as your loud moans nearly shook the walls.

“Keep going, darling. Let me know who's making you feel this good,” Kento growled as he grabbed your hips and pulled you back to meet his shaft. You yelped and bit your lower lip as waves of overstimulation crashed over you.

“K-Kenny, it’s too much!” you hiccupped. You shivered as your husband pressed his lips against your bare shoulder as he slowed his movements.

“I know, sweetheart. I know,” he panted as he rolled his hips forward. You thrashed beneath him as he kept his strong hands wrapped over your love handles. "But right now, I still need to fill up this pretty little pussy...and I want nothing more than to watch your gorgeous body bounce up and down while I do it," Kento rasped. Your jaw dropped as your walls fluttered around his member. Your husband chuckled as he kissed your upper back.

"Could you do that for me, my little bunny? Could you fuck yourself dumb on my cock?" he asked as his dick twitched inside you. You blinked away several tears of overstimulation that stung your glossy eyes.

"I-I can try," you sniffed. Kento paused.

"Do you need to use the safeword?" he gently whispered with a concerned expression. You shook your head as you curved your spine.

"No-I-I want to try...please, Papi?" you asked with a pathetic pout and a wiggle of your hips. Kento narrowed his eyes as he bit the inside of his cheek.

"Well, since you're insisting..." he murmured. You clenched your jaw as he pulled out of your warm, tight pussy. Your eyes bulged when you saw how flush his length was-his head almost purple and ready to burst. You slowly shuffled to your knees as your beloved adjusted himself at the top of the bed and spread his legs. You drooled at the sight of his muscular form-his taut muscles tensing as he trained his hungry eyes on you.

"Come here, conejita," he husked as he patted the top of his thigh. You swallowed a thick lump in your throat as you shuffled forward and straddled his hips. You locked your tied up wrists behind his neck as you hovered your stretched pussy above his engorged length. You rested your forehead against his as you met his gaze, slowly lowering your hips as your heart skipped a beat.

You moaned as his tip kissed your entrance before you swiftly sank down. You felt the air in your lungs instantly leave the second his whole dick was sheathed inside your snug cunt, his head brushing against your cervix. Kento gripped your love handles as he breathed against your neck.

"Go on: don't keep Papi waiting," he husked. You took a deep breath as you clenched your fists. You kept your eyes on his as you raised your hips only a little before sinking back down. A wave of pleasure rolled through you, your core already feeling like it was about to burst with euphoria. You bit your lip as you gently bounced yourself on his massive length, your sloppy cunt drenching his lap with your cream.

"Yes, that's it-just like that," Kento murmured before dipping his head to capture one of your nipples between his lips. Your eyes rolled back as he puckered his mouth around your hard bud, his kisses messy and wet as he squeezed your other breast with his rough hand. The room was filled with slick "plaps" and loud moans as you sped up your bouncing, your body jiggling each time you sank down on his lap.

"M-My thighs are burning," you whined. You gasped when he pulled away from your tit and grabbed your waist. You slotted your wrists against his neck with a firmer grip as he snapped his hips up.

"Have to do everything myself, huh?" he tsked. You gulped as your pussy spasmed again, his cock reaching you deeper than ever before at this angle. Both of you panted as you felt his cock swell between your walls.

“Shit, I'm close,” he cursed under his breath as your cunt deliciously squeezed his dick. Both of your breaths grew ragged as Kento huffed over your wet breast, his cock feeling throbbing as his balls tightened against your folds.

“Please stuff my pussy with your cum, Papi,” you mewled. The clapping sounds became even louder as your husband pounded into your pussy. His chiseled front ground against your clit as he squeezed your waist. You kept your head up as your eyes rolled back, pleasure trickling into every corner of your body. "I love you, love you so much," you choked. Kento's eyes softened as he captured your lips in a heated kiss. Both of you gasped for air when you parted, a string of spit lingering between your swollen lips.

"Love you, too. Love you-(Y/N)!" he bellowed as he snapped his hips up for the last time. Your eyes widened as your third orgasm ripped through you, your limbs instantly turning into jelly as you desperately clung to your beloved. Both of you moaned each other’s names as his cock twitched deep within your convulsing cunt, your mind soaring through the clouds of euphoria. You parted your lips as you felt him flood your tight hole with his cum, every inch of your gummy canal absolutely drenched in his thick, creamy seed.

"So good, so good to me," Kento praised as he rolled his hips up, his spend leaking down the sides of his veiny shaft. You let your forehead fall against his shoulder as your high faded, your mind spinning in the afterglow of your orgasm. Both of you caught your breaths, your body trembling in his grasp as he kissed your cheek.

"I wasn't too rough, was I?" Kento asked, his lips dancing over your flushed cheek. You tilted your head up and smiled tiredly.

"Maybe a little...I don't think I'll be able to walk to the shower," you giggled. You squeaked when your love grabbed your asscheeks and slid his feet onto the floor.

"Who said anything about you walking?" he chuckled as he stood up, his cock still lodged deep inside your dripping cunt. Your heart fluttered as he carried you towards the bathroom, his sturdy arms keeping you flush against his body. Your entire body felt warm from head to toe as you leaned over and kissed his cheek.

"Te amo mucho, mi vida," you murmured as you nuzzled his cheek [I love you very much, my life]. Kento sighed as he rested you on the edge of the bathtub, his soft cock slipping from between your puffy folds with a soft squelch. Your husband undid his tie around your wrists as he locked lips with you, his deft fingers making quick work of your temporary binding. Kento gave you a soft, half-lidded stare when he pulled away and cupped your cheek.

"Te amo mucho, mi ángel," your beloved whispered [I love you very much, my angel].

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tenaciousjalapeno · 7 months

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Testing the Cat Lady, Part 4

4/?

Pairing: LA Buggy the Clown x Reader

Summary: The captain asks if you'd like for him to show you around one of his territories. You're happy to oblige, but a little less happy when there's a small misunderstanding with the mayor.

Warnings: language, sexual innuendo

Word Count: 2400

A/N: I feel like the further I get into this, the more I combine anime and LA Buggy (based on the few anime episodes I've seen) so I'm starting to think it can be read either way?

“Territories,” you say flatly. “You have territories.” On the way to his quarters, Captain Buggy popped his head into your room to inform you that the ship would later be docking at a town owned by none other than the genius jester himself. It caught you off guard learning that he had not just one, but several territories throughout the East Blue.

Upon first meeting him, he had stated that his crew was one of the most dreaded in the sea, but you had dismissed it as empty boasting. In your short time on the ship, he had proved to be more than capable as a captain. Cruel at times, but good at his job nonetheless. None of his actions thus far, though, had led you to believe that he was a conqueror as well.

Buggy narrows his seafoam eyes at you. “Yeah. Is that so hard to believe?” He crosses his arms and leans against your doorframe, not once dropping the scrutinizing gaze. The tense man has been in one of his “moods” today, so it feels like one wrong word could send him into a frenzy. Admittedly, there’s something about this teetering mood of his that always pulls you in and makes you want to poke the bear. Never having been on the receiving end of one of his tantrums – as a crew member, at least, – you had always been curious of how far you could push his limits. And of what he would do the day you decide to cross those lines.

However, he had already threatened to stab two people this afternoon, so today was not that day.

“Ah, sorry,” you reply sheepishly. You set the book he had pulled you from on your desk and shift in the wooden chair to face him better, trying to gain a few extra seconds to carefully choose your next words. “It’s not. You just have even more influence than I realized. It’s impressive.” At your compliment, his shoulders relax. Crisis averted, you let out a small sigh of relief.

He looks down at you with bored eyes, barely interested in the conversation now that the fuse has been snuffed out. “There are some decent places to shop and eat, if you’d like me to show you around.”

“Yeah, I would love that.” You give a warm smile. It feels like it’s been ages since you had any sort of outing. And that’s probably because it has been. The only stop that had been made since you were dragged aboard was for business, not pleasure. In and out, staying just long enough to stock up on supplies. Not only that, but the one-on-one time with Buggy might be nice. Save for the brief visits like this one, he’s typically got several crewmates hanging around him at any given time. Despite the lack of privacy, you still enjoy daily chit chat with him and have even started to look forward to it. The combination of his quick wit and a mutual gentle bullying sparks a pull that you can’t seem to get enough of.

For a second, you swear the corners of his mouth tilted upward, if only just a little. Satisfied with the conversation, he lets out a grunt and continues on to his room. Equally satisfied, you settle back into the chair and return to your book. After a beat, a dismembered hand flies into your room, flips a jacket hanging on your coat rack to the floor, then slams the door shut behind it as it returns to the neighboring room. “Hey!”

Buggy smirks to himself as his hand reattaches to his arm.

You’re sure that ths clown is going to send you to an early grave.

The ship finally docks late in the afternoon. Shortly thereafter, you impatiently wait at the ship’s loading ramp for your captain to escort you on land. The date outing has finally given you an excuse to wear some of your nicer clothes that you swore were going to rot on the bottom of the dresser drawer had they been stuck there any longer. It catches the eyes of several of the other crew members, but they disperse as soon as they see Buggy sauntering over. By the same token, he’s dressed sharply in his signature coat and hat, and sports a fresh face of makeup. Having a chance to stretch his legs on dry land puts him in a much better mood than he was earlier. He looks you over, a small grin forming on his face. The other eyes on you moments ago were nothing, but being the center of your captain’s attention makes you feel self-conscious – like you’re being stripped down to your bare ass in front of an audience, but somehow even more nerve-racking. Before you can become too insecure, he interrupts your thoughts. “Cute,” he says, still grinning. “Ready, songbird?” He offers his arm, which you take eagerly with a nod.

The town isn’t huge, but what it lacks in size, it makes up for in liveliness. The arrival of the Buggy pirates sends the town buzzing with excitement. Instead of fearing the pirates, the residents seem… friendly towards them. You look up at your captain with confusion. No clarification is needed on his part. “Some little crew of nobodies had this place under lock and key. We were just going to head back out, until some shithead said something about my nose. Stabbed him and threw him into the sea. Turned out to be the captain. You can probably piece together the rest.” He smiles widely as he tells the story, thinking back fondly to the look on the other guy’s face as he flew out to the water. The cheering of the townspeople was music to his ears, and their admiration inflated his ego to a god-tier. Pieces clicking together in your mind, you realize that it wasn’t that he was a conqueror. It’s that he got lucky while picking a fight. You decide to shrug it off. Either way, a victory is a victory.

Savory smells waft through the air, making your stomach growl. “You said there were some good restaurants, right,” you ask. Earlier in the day, you opted out of lunch to get caught up on your work, and up until you smelled food, you didn’t realize how hungry you were. At this point it doesn’t matter what it was. You had about twenty minutes to get some food in you before you turn into a hangry witch that even a sea king wouldn’t dare cross paths with. “Something that won’t take too long,” you add for good measure.

“Yeah, you hungry? There’s a street vendor ahead that I always stop at if you want something quick. It’s a hot dog stand run by some old guy.” You wouldn’t have marked Buggy as a hot dog guy. From what you’d seen so far, most of what was served on the Big Top was basic meals that could be made in large quantities. Feeding three dozen people didn’t allow much room for five-star meals. Or really anything that had a lot of flavor. It makes you wonder if that’s why the captain is so crabby all the time. Maybe the man just needs a decent snack.

In your youth, it was ingrained in you that some foods were more refined than others, and your parents didn’t want to taint the family’s image by eating cheap meats. Deep down, you now know it was a load of crap, but it was so heavily imbedded in you that you can’t help being reluctant. With all the social rules you’d managed to shake yourself free from, you feel silly to be nervous about such a simple, inconsequential matter. “I don’t know. I’ve never actually had a hot dog before. My parents wouldn’t let me eat that kind of stuff when I was still living with them.”

Buggy stops dead in his tracks. The captain is thoroughly unimpressed with your answer, and his response is thick with sass to drive that fact home. His face twists from a look of disapproval to one of distaste. “Alright, so first of all, your parents sound like old windbags with sticks so far up their asses that they’re basically human kabobs. Secondly, either you come willingly, or I carry you.” Your eyes go wide at his threat. Being carried down the street like a sack of potatoes sounds humiliating, and the thought is even more terrifying knowing that he can, and he will. Quickly nodding in agreeance, you continue the direction in which you were headed. A pleased smile settles on his face. “That’s what I thought.” He’s happy to have gotten his way, but on some level was hoping that you’d refuse. Dragging you kicking and screaming to force feed you hot dogs was exactly his brand of torment for you.

After stopping at the stand and purchasing the food, you take a seat together on a nearby bench. Buggy digs right in, taking care to not smudge his makeup. With how brutish the blue-haired clown is, you regularly forget that he likes to stay clean and presentable. The thought crosses your mind that if it weren’t for the whole being-a-pirate-and-killing-people thing, he’s the type of person that probably would have thrived in the high society that you grew up in. Maybe even the type that your parents would’ve tried to marry you off to. Two bites in, he notices that you haven’t touched your own food. “Eat it, or I’ll make you,” he threatens flatly.

You eye up the hot dog one last time before finally taking a bite. And it’s absolutely delicious. “Oh my gods!” you exclaim. “That’s so good.” Internally, you curse your parents for their stupid dietary rules. Already nearing the end of his own snack, Buggy watches as you inhale yours, being careful to not drip any toppings onto yourself.

A mischievous grin spreads across his face. “Y’know, for someone who’s never had one before, you sure do know how to handle a sausage.” Having a mouthful of food, all you can do is shoot him a dirty look.

After chewing and swallowing, you turn to look your captain dead in the eye. “Have you ever gone a day in your life without being an asshole?” You know he’s actively trying to get you fired up, so it’d be best to ignore him, but a gross comment like that isn’t about to go unchecked. There are a few things that he knows really push your buttons, and the implication of you being a “sausage guzzler” is one of them. Several times before, he’s made the joke knowing that it would become a face-off that’d give him a chance to blow off some steam.

“Oh, come on, songbird. I’m just saying that you look like you’re enjoying the food,” he says, feigning innocence. It’s impossible to tell what’s more annoying: the initial comment or him denying it.

“Even if I believed that, it still wouldn’t change the fact that you’re an asshole,” you snap back. You’re raring to fight, but the voice of an approaching woman has you backing down for now.

“Captain Buggy! I heard that you were docking for a quick stay. It’s always so nice to see you, dear.” An elderly woman looking to be in her 60’s strolls up to the two of you with a friendly smile. She looks well put together, sporting a dress and matching sash.

“The pleasure is all mine, Mayor Whitney.” Buggy rises to great her. You take note of the sudden change in his demeanor. From asshat to charmer in a matter of seconds.

“Oh, no need to stand up for little old me. I just wanted to stop by and welcome you back.” Shifting her attention, she eyes you up and down before smiling even wider. “And you have a partner now! That makes me so happy. You know how I worry about you being alone out at sea.”

Your stomach does somersaults at the mere notion of being involved with Buggy that way. Sure, he’s handsome and charismatic, even captivating some- No, stop that, you squash your own thoughts. The idea had never crossed your mind, but it seemed ridiculous to think that he’d ever be interested in a relationship with you. It’s best to clear things up right away, you decide. “N-no, we’re not-.”

The clown pulls you close to his side with a huge grin and cuts you off. “That’s right! We’ve been seeing each other for a while now. From the moment I met my little show-stopper, I just knew I had to have them by my side.” His blatant lying is annoying, but the mayor seems so happy for the two of you that you don’t have it in you to break her high spirits. However, once she’s gone, you might break something else. Maybe something red and round. Playing along, you smile back and introduce yourself.

“What a lovely name! Well, like the captain here said, I’m Mayor Whitney. Any friend of his is a friend of mine, so don’t be shy in exploring our town. Anyway, I’ll let you two get back to your date. Bye now!” The two of you bid her farewell and she makes her way down the street, turning into a building.

As soon as she’s out of sight, you smack Buggy in the arm. “What the hell was that?” you hiss.

“Weren’t you listening? That was the mayor,” he replies, rubbing his arm. “Y’know, anyone else would be flat on their ass by now for hitting me like that.”

“Don’t pretend you don’t know what I mean.”

He lets out a sigh. “Look, she’s been on my case for years now, saying I need to find someone. Every time we dock here, she’s got someone or another that she tries to set me up with. This’ll keep her satisfied for a while. How about, after you finish your food, I take you to a couple of shops to make up for it? I’ll get you anything you want. Nothing is too good for my main squeeze.” There he goes again trying to irk you. The offer is genuine, though, so you agree with a huff.

“Fine, but I’m picking out the most expensive thing I can find.”

Beaming now, he buckles down. “Like I said. Nothing’s too good for you, darling.”

Ugh.

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snow-143 · 9 months

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Water Coloured Tears | Jeon Jungkook

five- mommy’s boy (0.8k words)

'TAEEEEE. YOU BETTER GET YOUR ARSE UP AND READY TO LEAVE IN THE NEXT 5 MINUTES OR I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL SMOTHER YOU WITH THAT MONSTOSITY OF A TEDDY YOU SPOON EVERY NIGHT.' A muffled groan is all I receive in response.

I grab a slider on my way to his room, and very gracefully dive right onto of his barely conscious form. I find far too much amusement in the screech he lets out, although I'm sure the rest of the building doesn't.

'Jesus Christ are you trying to kill me? How does someone so small weigh so much?'

His complaints are met with the slider being flung at his head. 'We're gonna be late, sunshine.'

Groggily he rubs his sleep ridden eyes, 'Ughhh, how's it Monday already.'

Snorting at him I stand up from his bed, 'Just hurry up will you? Wouldn't want you to miss out on the honour of a two hour lecture with my company.'

'Okay, but doesn't laying in bed with me cuddling you all morning sound soooo much better?' He's smirking at me now.

'Don't flatter yourself, anyway, both you and me know that you always end up as the little spoon.'

Huffing he finally stands up, 'You're worse than my mother.'

'What, does your mother spoon you too?'

'First of all, so what if she does, my mother loves me very much. Secondly, I meant your nagging.'

'AWWWW someone's a mommy's boy.' I squish his puffy morning cheeks. ' And someone's got to be the responsible roommate, and that's certainly not you. You're basically an overgrown puppy.'

'At least I'm cute. You're like a vicious black cat.' It's said as an insult but I beam at him.

'I love cats! Anyway, stop distracting me! I will dress you myself and drag you out of that door if I have to.'

'You know, if you wanted to get me naked you could just say that.' And there's that smirk again.

'Sorry to break it to you, but blondes aren't my type.' Ruffling his hair, I turn around to leave his room. 'Oh, and if you aren't ready in at least 3 minutes I'm leaving without you and telling the whole class you have explosive diarrhoea.'

I hear his chuckle from the hallway before he calls out, 'Yes, ma'am.'

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'Well that was excruciating.' The lecture has just ended and I'm 99.9% sure everyone feels like the life has been sucked out of them.

'I swear Mr Chen enjoys making his students miserable. There's no other reason why he'd do this.' Laughing at Tae's reply I ask if he's up for our usual Monday brunch. We both have a gap before our next lesson so it's become kind of a tradition.

I'm met with a guilty smile, 'About that..'

'Tae. Do not tell me you're bailing on our tradition.'

'I'm sorry, but my next period was cancelled and I sort of have this thing.'

'What thing?' My face defiantly resembles the sus emoji right now.

'A date? I think?'

'You're ditching me for a date and weren't even gonna tell me? I'm wounded. What happened to bros before hoes?' Clutching my chest I act as if I'm physically in pain.

'I swear she means nothing to be. You're still my one and only, sweety pie.' We gaze into each others eyes for what feels like an eternity, both with a serious expression painted on. He breaks first, bursting out into laughter but I follow not long after. The looks we get are humbling but whenever I'm with Tae I cant seem to care.

'Have fun on your date. You better tell me every detail when you get back tomorrow.'

'Hey, have some faith in me I don't always hook up with them on the first date.' Giving him a sceptical look, I shake my head.

'Goodbye, Taehyung. And for the love of God use protection. No one wants a mini Tae running around, you cause enough chaos as it is.'

'At least I get some action, you're just sexually frustrated all the time.'

I slap him on the arm before shooing him off.

Great, now I have an hour to kill before I have my art class. With no other than Jeon Jungkook. This project is going to be the death of me. I've went from having to see him twice a week, every Monday and Friday, to having to actually interact with him three times a week.

We decided that we should meet every Wednesday as well as the art classes, mostly to take the photos and discuss how were getting on. Then during the actual class we can focus on making the art.

Luckily, I brought a book with me to fill up this hour.

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a/n: no jk in this one unfortunately however roommate tae content!

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dirtybtssnaps · 2 years

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Meeting your online friend

Genre: Lovely Oneshot Smut

Pairing: Dom Kim Namjoon and 💕Bratty Submissive💕Female Reader

Poisons: Teasing (Non Sexually and Sexually), Slight possessiveness (Receiving), Making out, Dirty Talk (Receiving), Oral (Male and Female Receiving), Ball Massaging (Giving), Balls sucking (Giving), Cum Swallowing, Fingering (Receiving), Rough sex, Clit stimulation (Receiving), Overstimulation (Receiving), and Creampie (They just met don't do this irl)

Author note: (Hella unnecessary to the story, so you don't have to read this) I'm actually kinda sad about posting this, this has been in my drafts since I had a few hundred followers with two little paragraphs. I'm not even sure if I did this right since I don't really remember what I was thinking about when I started writing it. I hope y'all like it it means a lot to me. Also, this isn’t based on any game, I’m just saying this cause a few of you might guess and I’m literally not thinking of any game in particular lol. (Now story time)

A sigh went through your nose, as the smell of coffee slowly started to become irritating to your nostrils. You’ve been sitting in a coffee shop for about an hour waiting on your online friend to show up, you weren’t surprised that he was late he had a habit of getting lost even when you two played online games together. Your phone vibrated as a waitress and refilled your cup. The shop door opened and namjoon hastily walked to your table, “I'm sorry, I just landed a few hours ago it kept getting delayed, then I tried to get a taxi and every one of them had someone in it.” he said then embarrassingly chuckled.

Namjoon sat down at the table with you, he ordered a coffee from the waitress who was already there then sat down with you. He took off his jacket then you both sat in silence for a while, he occasionally looked over at you making you blush a little, and looked away. The waitress eventually came back and gave him a cup of coffee, they walked away and he grabbed his cup and then took a sip of his coffee. “Why are you being so quiet aren't you gonna call me an asshole or something for being late like you always do?” he asked. “I'm sorry I'm just nervous, I'm not really used to meeting people offline.” you replied.

“Am I the first person you met offline?” he asked, You shyly nodded as you blushed then looked away from him. “I met a few dudes from the game, we chilled and played a few games but you're the first girl I met.” Namjoon said. After a few moments of silence, he took a sip of his coffee and you did the same. Namjoon nearly spat out his coffee as he started laughing, “What's so funny?” you asked putting your cup on the table. “I'm sorry, I know you feel weird about meeting me, but I can't help but feel like you're acting cute on purpose.” he answered. “See this is what I've been talking about, you're literally being an asshole for no reason right now you know that.” you said slightly angered.

“What?!? What did I do I just called you cute cause you are, you're cuter than the pictures you sent in the groupchat.” he said smirking at you as he took a drink, “Joon you're embarrassing me stop, or I swear I'll... throw this cup of coffee on you.” you said, “Wow I call you pretty and you threatening to throw hot coffee on me?” he asked faking concern. “...I'm not.. actually gonna throw it on you.” you said rolling your eyes, “Great, cause I still wanna spend the day together. Plus I can brag to the guys that I had the hottest date to the gallery.” said namjoon. You sunk into the chair as blushed and drank your coffee. “You do have the tickets right?” you asked, He reached into his pocket and gave you your ticket then snapped a VIP bracelet on your wrist. “Surprise.” he said.

“You actually got them? I'm so grateful, thank you so so much joonie.” you said, “It’s no problem, I came here to see it with you might as well see the whole thing together.” He said. “We should get going soon, I've kinda seen the line and it’s getting pretty long.” Said namjoon, “You could have told me that too before you sat down.” You said. You stood up and grabbed your things, he stood up then followed after you. As you both started walking there, your hands ended up holding each other until you made it there. You both walked up to the surprisingly long of people ready to go into the art gallery, you both sighed and got ready to go to the back of the line.

"Those with a Vip bracelet please come you will go be in first, I'm sorry everyone we changed the rules to go in first. If anyone who doesn’t get in that has a regular ticket will be able to get tomorrow." Said a man wearing a staff member t-shirt. You both smiled at each before getting your bracelets checked, then walked inside together. Both of you walked into the art gallery, and were surprised at how beautiful the art gallery is. You both couldn’t believe how beautiful the art is, and how different it was then the art they usually post.

You both eventually found a few of your other friends and chatted with them a bit, namjoon made you blush as he became kinda possessive of you as the guys started complimenting you. He eventually sneaked you away from them, and both of you started walking around and talking again. Namjoon kept you close to him occasionally touching you or fixing something on you, eventually he kissed your cheek nearly missing the corner of your mouth then hugged you. He grabbed your hand and started walking with you again, and you looked away from him as you got embarrassed.

After a while, you both sat on a bench together for a bit of a rest. Namjoon looked over at you and smirked then nudged you. “What’s wrong?” he asked, “Nothing, I'm just not really used to someone being so touchy with me, and we just kinda met so it's kinda weird.” you said. “What? I’m just acting normally, we’ve always hugged and kissed when we talked together in the game, especially when it was just me and you.” He said teasingly.

“You even had me stay up with you all night to grind and get the perfect kiss animation for you, and that works with the one I had.” He said, “You had to be the stubborn one and use that one, with the weirdest animations for the other person. It was that one or we weren’t gonna do it at all.” You complained back, “No I remember it, I was willing to change mine to three different ones but you had to be picky.” Namjoon said smiling at you, “Two were couple poses and one was a kissing one.” you added.

“We have all those customizations on ours, but these are our characters I didn’t know that many people like this ship. You said. “Maybe they’ll finally become cannon?” He asked jokingly, “They can’t we’re the only people we know that ships them, if they become cannon then everyone will ship them. It happen to the first two characters we picked, we couldn’t go anywhere if we wanted to use them cause everyone thought we were one of “those couples” and they were unbearable about it.” You said, “Don’t worry it’s only one painting, and if they did theirs always more characters we can pick from.” He said comforting you.

As time went on the art gallery slowly got fuller, until both of you could barely walk without bumping into someone by accident “They must have let everyone in now, it’s getting pretty crowded now. I have a hotel room not too far away, I think we could walk there if you're not tired.” said namjoon. “Sure, just lead the way.” You said. He guided you both out, with both of you occasionally stopping and saying hi to a few of your online friends. You both eventually left and went to his hotel room, then took off your jackets and shoes. Namjoon turned the tv on and sat on his bed while you sat on a chair near the bed.

“It’s a shame they didn’t have a gift shop or something I would’ve loved a few prints and some figures.” Said namjoon, “They’re gonna sell the painting in a few days so they won’t have to do another fundraiser, it was pretty close last time I even took a few extra shifts to donate more.” You answered. “You took extra shifts?” He asked, “Yeah that’s why I was afk so much during that time.” You answered again. “You know you didn’t have to, the creators even said don’t stress ourselves over it.” Said Namjoon. “I know… it's just… everyone was going crazy and trying to help, and I guess I got worried since everyone was making videos and my favorite writer left the time and that was the only I could talk to you at the time so I panicked a little.” You shyly reply. “I would have just given you the groupchat if you wanted to keep talking.

“We’ll yeah I know that now, but.. I just wasn’t thinking and the timer for the fundraiser was going down fast-” “You were that worried about leaving me?, wow I didn’t know you cared that much.” Namjoon said interrupting you. Namjoon sat up and moved closer to you until he was sitting on the bed in front of you, then leaned close to you kissing you, but you leaned back in your chair and closed your eyes to avoid it. “What’s wrong honestly? You’d get mad at me if I didn’t want a kiss, now you’re avoiding them?” He asked “It’s different than online… You’re just a screen with black text, and we're actually face to face now.” You said shyly.

“You always start it, and asking me to do it even when in the middle of a match. I remember before you knew my real name you used to always call me my screen name. I honestly kinda missed those days sometimes, it was cute seeing how many nicknames you could make of it trying to get my attention.” He reminisced and then looked at you smiling. You rolled your eyes and then looked at him. “Just do what you feel comfortable with, like that game I sent you with Lucy. Our safe word is blueberry right?” You asked smiling softly at him then he lightly grabbed your cheeks.

“I should have known you were into you after you sent me that link, since you and that character both looked so much alike, but honestly thinking about it you’re so much prettier than her.” Said Namjoon. You puckered your lips to make a cute face, he closed his eyes and kissed your lips deeply. You moved your head to pull away, but he kissed you deeper until you felt his tongue enter your mouth. You closed your eyes again as he started feeling you up, he reached down and grabbed the bottom of your sweater then pulled it off you.

Namjoon cuffed his hands under your bra, you gasped at the sudden coldness then he kissed your neck. “You’re so much softer than I thought and warmer.” He said before kissing your lips again, He slid your leggings off then you closed your legs together. “You know I don’t think you’ve ever covered yourself up like this, you’re usually spreading your legs open for me.” He said. You blushed a bit more then held your legs a little tighter together, “You wanna start with me first, then you seem to really like that right?“ he asked. You sighed through your nose, then nodded your head and he smiled at you before getting up and standing in front of you.

You got on your knees in front of him, then you gently grabbed the base of his cock. You leaned close to him, and started licking the tip of his cock. You opened your cock and started sucking the tip of his cock, then started sliding more and more of his cock into your mouth. You filled your mouth with his cock, then Namjoon suddenly let out a moan as your tongue swirled around it. Your tongue started licking and flicking his cock, then he slowly started thrusting his cock inside your mouth. He kept thrusting trying not to go too deep inside your mouth, you stopped at the tip of his cock and kept swirling your tongue around it. Then slid your tongue under his cock, then slid his balls inside your mouth gently sucking and licking them. Namjoon started jerking off as he bit his bottom lip, your tongue swirled around his balls before lightly pulling away from him. He moved his hand, and you slid his cock inside your mouth again.

He came inside your mouth and swallowed his cum, then you slid his still hardened cock out of your mouth.“Just lay down on the edge of the bed and open up your legs for me, I'm just doing what we did in our first few chats.” he said smiling at you. You did as he said and then he got down on his knees, your cheeks started to get hot and he looked at your pussy. His tongue slid up against your pussy, you squirmed a bit as he kept licking then started moaning as namjoon tongue up against your clit. He held your hips as his tongue flicked up against your clit faster, one of his hands released your hips and he gently pushed them inside your pussy. His fingers started looking for flickering around until he found your G-spot, he started thrusting his fingers roughly inside you.

Namjoon kept your legs as still as he could with his free hand, you reached down and gently grabbed your hair pushing his head closer to your pussy. He started swirling and flicking his tongue on your clit. You moaned out as you came, then you gently released his hair as you laughed nervously. “That was kinda fast.” he said teasingly, “Shut up you know my clit is sensitive.” you said making him laugh a little.

“Do you have any condoms, I didn’t really expect to have sex with you when I came here.” He said, “You’re the one who started this, what do you mean you don’t have any?” You hissed. Namjoon looked at you and smiled. You blushed a little as you remembered a roleplay, both of you did a little while ago. You blushed a little more, then you shyly opened your legs showing him your pussy. “I wonder do you actually shave as much say in our chats.” Namjoon asked, as he slowly started rubbing his cock up against your pussy until it slipped inside you then he thrust it the rest of the way in. He slowly started thrusting into you, then slowly started rubbing your clit. You started moaning and he leaned over you, then grabbed your leg as he started thrusting a little faster inside you.

You got on all fours and he quickly got behind you, then grabbed your hips before thrusting his cock deep inside your pussy. He started thrusting inside you again, faster and rougher this time. You grabbed the bedsheets in front of you, then he suddenly grabbed your hair and then pushed your face into your mattress, “Sorry I just wanted a little revenge.” Namjoon smugly said. You moved your head to the side and started breathing heavily before moaning again, “S-slow down a little joonie, you're gonna make me cum again.” you moaned. Namjoon reached down and started rubbing your clit again, you moaned louder for a few seconds before moaning out and cumming. You started breathing heavily again as he slid his semi-hard cock out of you, he sat down on the bed behind you. After a few moments of rest, he leaned forward and gently grabbed your wrist, then gently pulled you towards him until you were on top of him. He laid down for a few seconds before sitting up a little and looking at you.

You blushed then looked down at Namjoon, then started grinding on him. “Don’t worry I could have guessed you would have been too shy to ride me.” He said as he sat up, and then grabbed your hips as he started thrusting into you. You leaned up against him, he readjusted his grip on your thighs and kept his pace as you moaned. You wrapped your legs around him and then kissed him, namjoon lightly bit your bottom lip. You suddenly moaned out as you came, he kept thrusting into you tightening his grip a little. “I'm so close just take it a little bit longer- Fuck!” he moaned, he kept thrusting into you then kissed your lips deeply.

Namjoon moaned into your mouth, as came deep inside you then kissed your lips deeply again. The kiss continued for a few moments longer than the others, before you both gently pulled away from each other. Namjoon slowly slid his cock out of you, then you laid down on the bed next to him. “You know I’m going to be here for a few days since we’re so happy, and comfortable with each other. You might as just stay here with me, I mean if you’re okay with that of course?” He asked, “I don’t know, what if you end up not liking me while I’m here?” You asked. “You’re a lot shyer than how you are in our chats, but you’re you and I really like you.” Namjoon answered, you turned over and started cuddling with him. “I like you too.” You replied. You both leaned close to each other and then kissed each other deeply.

#answered #kim namjoon smut #namjoon smut #bts #bangtan #bts smut #bangtan smut #bangtan sonyeondan #bangtan sonyeondan smut #kpop smut #kpop idol smut #kim namjoon imagines #kim namjoon scenarios #kim namjoon oneshot #namjoon imagine #namjoon scenarios #namjoon oneshot #bts oneshot #bangtan oneshot

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doudouneverte · 1 year

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Dangerous admirrer

a/n: it's the end of the day for me but i give you this. (oh and please can you send me some sam arias fic, if you find it, please?)

*not my GIF*

Sam Arias x Speedster!Reader; Ruby Arias x Female!Reader (platonic); Alex Danvers x Female!Reader

Summary: after a bad mission a certain you gain an admirer

Type: Fluff

Warning: mention of dead poeple (Reign is not soft)

word count: ~1297

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You recently moved on with your girlfriend, Samantha, and her daughter, Ruby. The little girl liked you a lot and was overjoyed when her mother announced her.Everything was very peaceful; to be honest, since you became who you are now, the two girls have been your safe haven. Even if you could run fast, you wished you could pause time whenever you were with them.But recently something felt wrong, and Sam seemed strange; it all started when she said she would go on a trip, but when she came back, she didn't remember. At first, you thought she was just tired, but things like this happened more, and the cherry on top was a new villain, a Kryptonian named Reign.

Today, Sam promised you she would be home early to spend the evening with you and Ruby, so you waited for her even if her daughter was too exhausted and went to sleep. It was past midnight when she came back. She was sound and safe, but something was weird; she seemed disconnected. "Sam?" you asked, and she looked at you puzzled.

"Y/n, what are you doing up? It's late," she said.

"I know, I've been waiting for you for like 3 hours," you replied dryly. She examined your angry face, then her eyes traveled to the table when she saw an empty champagne bottle. Thankful for your speedster's metabolism, you don't get drunk easily.

"Did I forget something?" she asked shyly, and you scuffed,

"Did you—are you okay, Sam?" you asked, annoyed by her attitude.

"Are you angry?" she asked carefully.

"Me? No, but her, yes" you replied, and she looked to the staires "She waited for you. You promised to be here tonight, Sam, not just for us but also for her. Honnestly I wouldn't be mad if it just missed a date, but we talk about Ruby." you said, and despite all your effort, she could hear the anger in your tone

"I'm sorry, Y/n I swear. It's just been so chaotic lately that I'm not sure what happened." She explained that while she took a step toward you, but you took a step back.

"I'm not the one to whom you should apologize," you replied, and you started to walk to your shared bedroom. She followed you, but she was confused when she saw you take a blanket and a pillow and leave the room.

"Where are you going, love?" she asked, and her voice cracked

"I have to work early tomorrow; I'll sleep on the couch until you talk with her. Good night, Samantha," you replied, and you headed to the living room.

The next morning, when Sam woke up, she was met by cold sheets by her side. She looked at the clock: 8:37 a.m. 'Shit' she thought. She quickly prepared herself, made her way to the kitchen, and found a note on the counter:

'I dropped Ruby at school. You can pick her up if you want to apologize. Good day, Samy'

She smiled at herself when she recognized your handwriting; of course you were upset with her, but it was the first time you called her Samy since she came back last night. Fortunately for you, Sam freed her sheldush and spent the afternoon with Ruby. On their way home, they decided to buy pizza—a lot of pizzas. It's not easy to calm the appetite of a speedster. At home, Ruby turned on the TV, and she quickly called her mom.

"From the information we received, the superhero Purple Lighting had been attacked by three men. She's not in danger, but her doctor is concerned about her health, and Supergirl appears to be nowhere after her defeat against Reign last night," the journalist said. Sam started to worry; she knew you were able to heal faster than any other human, but from the pictures they show, they didn't miss you.

Ruby noticed her mom was crying when her phone rang. She held it up to her mom and muttered, 'It's Alex'.

"Alex, tell me she's okay now," she demanded.

"She'll be fine; we'll bring her in two hours, don't worry. She could be a little fuzzy, but it's okay, she's alright." Alex replied. Two hours later, she kept her promise, and you were with your two favorite girls again.

"Hey girls, I'm home," you exclaimed when you came back. They broke your leg, some limbs, and your left wrist.

"Y/n!" Ruby greeted you with a hug, but of course she made sure not to touch your bandages.

"Hi, little princess. I missed you too," you replied while you ran your hand over her hair. Sam walked just after, and she started to cry. "Hey Samy. I'm sorry," you apologized. She shook her head and hugged you just after her daughter stepped aside. Her grip was firmer than usual, but that didn't bother you. You knew she was worried, so it was okay.

"I thought you were dead," she confessed. "Oh no, Arias, you should do more than that if you want to kill me," you said as you caressed her cheek. "And I can't leave you now; I have to marry you and cry with you when Ruby goes off to college," you joked. And the little Arias gasped.

"Wait, did you just?" she asked. and you played the dumb

"What? I don't know what you're talking about," you said, and she laughed. During your interaction with Ruby, you didn't note that her mother's eyes turned darker for a moment and she was focusing on your heartbeat to make sure you were okay. "I don't know about you, but I'm hungry," you exclaimed, and they led you to the couch. You spent the night with your favorite girls; Sam made up for the last night, and you were happy to see the smile on Ruby's face.

A few hours later, your girlfriend assisted you in cleaning, changing your clothes, and cleaning everything in your room. "Hey Samy baby, please come rest with me," you pouted, and she smiled,

"OK." She made her way to the bed and lied beside you. She examined your wounds. "Is it painful now?" she asked, and you nodded.

"Yeah, but don't worry, tomorrow I will be alright again." You kissed her. "Now come, I need to cuddle to forget this awful day," you whispered, and she carefully placed you on top of her. "I love you, Sam," you said softly.

"I love you too Y/n. Now rest," she said quietly, and you were fast asleep a few minutes later.

The next morning, you were woken up by your phone. You looked at the screen; it was Alex at 9 a.m.

"Hey Alex." You said,

"Sorry to bother you, but we have an update for the guys from yesterday." She replied,

"Oh," you were now fully awake. "Tell me, who are they?"

"That's the problem. We found their clothes and their weapons, but we didn't find them. At least not in one piece. It seems like Reign just burned them with her heat vision," she said, and you felt a knot in your throat.

"But why?" you asked, confused. "Since she destroyed Supergirl, why would she avenge another vigilante?" You added,

"We don't know, but I will call you if I have more information." She said, and she hung on.

You were about to leave when you noticed a note on the bed on Sam's side.

'It was just a threat for anyone who would want to attack you again ;)'

You frowned your eyebrows, and on the right corner, you noticed Reign's logo. You let out a nervous chuckle.

"So, does a Kryptonian who annihilated Kara seem to have a soft spot for me?" you asked no one, "Oh sh*t Y/n, you'll be in trouble."

#sam arias #samantha arias #sam arias x reader #samantha arias x reader #sam arias x female reader #reign cw #reign x reader #alex danvers #alex danvers x female reader #sam arias imagine #cw supergirl #cw supergirl fic #supergirl fic

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cami-stuffs · 9 months

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Pushing Towards You

Chapter 1: Back to Nevermore

Calista was in the middle of a meeting when a message came in. It was from her ex-wife, Gaia.

"G: Hey. I have some news. Let me know if you are free to have dinner with us tonight"

By us, she means her and your teenage daughter, Ártemis. Before you can answer, Ártemis texts you as well.

"A: Hey, mum. Mumma G wants to have dinner with us tonight. She said she had big news to share. I hope you can make it. Love you."

"C: See you later, babe. Miss you and Love you." You answered to your daughter.

Only then do you remember to reply to Gaia.

"C: Hey. It settled. I'll be taking the dessert. See you."

Calista was a pharmacist. She is a professor at the University of North Carolina, where she graduated and received her doctorate. She was also an outcast, although her colleagues didn't know about this part of her life. It took a bit of effort to hide what she was since telekinesis was a power that came to a hand sometimes. Nevertheless, Calista was aware of the relationship between normies and outcasts. That was a constant subject of discussion with Gaia, who never missed the chance to express her thoughts about how normies are arrogant and prejudiced.

Gaia was a botanist whose powers involved mimicking plants' essence and features as long as she was in contact with them at least once. For that, she had a free spirit and mind. This freedom included the speech of her thoughts and her feelings toward people no matter what. Calista admired her ex-wife for being so herself, but this wasn't enough to keep the marriage going. Over the years, the differences became too apparent. For the sake of their daughter, they decided on a friendly divorce and maintain a healthy relationship.

Consequently, having dinner together weekly became a tradition, especially when one had something to share with the other two. Tonight was no different, and Calista was heading to Gaia's apartment with the promised dessert. Ringing the bell, she heard a yelling from inside.

"It's open! Come on in!". Gaia was in front of the oven, finishing what looked like a Spaghetti Carbonara.

"Hey, you!" You greeted her. "Hmm...That smells delicious." You simply loved good pasta.

"Well, since I was the one who sent the invitation, I felt the need to spoil my two Italian girls!" Gaia said, smiling at you.

"I'm not your girl anymore, but thank you anyway." You replied.

"Yeah, yeah... Sorry about that. It's just a habit." Gaia said, blushing lightly.

"That's ok. And where is Ártemis?" You asked, changing the subject.

"In the shower. She just came back from the gym. I guess all these exercises are making her feel better. She seems so relaxed!" Gaia pointed out. Ártemis had a bad year at school. Turning fifteen brought some unpleasant changes in her point of view, but expected ones in her mothers'.

"That's awesome. It makes me glad to see her feel better about herself. But I've been thinking, and I guess it's time for us three to consider Nevermore an option for her education. After all, we both studied there. It is the right place for outcasts. I know is far away, and we will miss her, but..." Calista was interrupted by her daughter entering the room.

"Hey, mumma C! How are you? Who are you going to miss?" Ártemis asked, embracing her mother from behind.

"Hey, my precious. I was just saying to your mumma G about sending you to...Wow!" Turning around to face Ártemis, Calista was startled by her height. "I swear that you look higher since the last time I put my eyes on you, and It's been what? A couple of days?" Ártemis was indeed taller, and that growing-up speediness was one of the reasons why she felt so uneasy lately.

"Yeah...Well, I am taller, yes. But, as you can see, I am also stronger!" She said playfully, exhibiting her muscles.

"I can see! My pretty little monster!" You replied, laughing at her.

"So...what were you two talking about?" Ártemis asked, sitting on a stool in the kitchen.

"I was just telling your mother that maybe It's time for you to study at Nevermore." Calista said, looking from Ártemis to Gaia, seeking support.

"Wait...are you serious? Oh my goodness, thank you!" Ártemis jumped out of the stool and held her mother close in a tight hug. Calista searched for Gaia's great green eyes, waiting for her to say something. "Are you both aware I would be almost a thousand miles away from home? By my own! Is it okay?" Ártemis asked, stepping back.

"I was saving all this conversation for after the dinner, but you two are in a hurry to discuss this. So, I called you both today to announce that I am the new Botany Professor at Nevermore Academy!" Gaia was beaming in joy. Returning to their old school was in her life plans after graduation, but marriage and Ártemis made her delay it.

"Heeey... What a great news, mom! Congratulations!" Ártemis hugged Gaia.

"Well done, G! What an achievement! A whole life dream. I'm proud of you!" Calista cheered her ex-wife, indeed.

"Thank you for the support. From both of you! I was interviewed by the deputy headmaster last week after I applied for the position. And today, the big news came!" Gaia was beyond happiness. "That's why I wanted to talk to you. As a member of the school staff and a mother, Ártemis has a vacancy there. And I agree with you, Calista. Nevermore is the right place for her, for all outcasts, in my opinion." Gaia completed.

Dinner time passed smoothly. Calista decided to go on vacation to help Gaia and Ártemis move to Vermont. Ártemis was thrilled about going to a school for outcasts. She wanted to know all about the school. Her two mothers happily fulfilled such a task. They told her about the school, the events Nevermore held, and their outcast fellows. When they mentioned their friends' powers, Ártemis became quiet and with a distant stare.

"Temis, darling, what is going on?" Calista was worried about her daughter's sudden change in mood.

"Do you think they gonna accept me? Me and my powers?" Ártemis asked Calista and Gaia. The mothers exchanged glances.

"I must admit that we haven't met any shapeshifter back in our time, right, Calista?" Gaia reached for her ex-wife.

Calista has met a shapeshifter at Nevermore. Larissa Weems, her teenage crush. But Larissa made Calista promise never to tell anyone about her, so Calista never did. Including now. Seeing her daughter and her doubts about herself made Calista heartache, but Calista kept the promise. Shapeshifters were not well accepted, including among outcasts. Exposing one on behalf of the other was no use for Calista. But she came up with an idea. Maybe Larissa, wherever she is, could help Ártemis find herself and understand her powers. Making a mind note, Calista decided to call Larissa at another moment and ask her for assistance.

"Shapeshifters are rare. But we are very supportive at Nevermore. Rivalry and fights occur for common reasons, as with the normies. Powers are never used as a form of bullying. I am pretty sure you're going to fit in. Besides, if you don't feel confident enough to tell your friends about your powers, just don't. Take your time." Calista reassured her daughter. "In my opinion, you should be worrying about having your mother as your botany teacher." Calista joked. Ártemis bulged her eyes, suddenly remembering this "tiny" detail.

"Oh my goodness! Mumma G, will you take it easy on me, please?" Ártemis pleaded with puppy eyes.

"Have I ever taken?" Gaia smirked.

"Not that I can recall." Ártemis seemed defeated.

"There you go, your answer, child. But I feel you won't need any help from me or anyone. " Gaia winked affectionately at her daughter.

"Good luck with that, babe." Calista wished to Ártemis playfully. The dynamic between the two was very well-known for Calista. Gaia was stern to Ártemis. Ártemis was clever and skillful, but her low self-esteem stood in her way. She didn't trust herself. So Gaia tried hard to make Ártemis see her greatness. Sometimes, Gaia tried too hard. Keeping the balance between them was a role played by Calista. And now, with their departure, all she could do was wish good luck to both.

"Well...I think we call it a day. Tomorrow, I'll ask for my vacation and be free to help you guys pack." Calista declared. "Now, bed!" She pointed out to Ártemis.

"Can I have a hot chocolate before bed?" Ártemis required.

"Hot chocolate? Really? After this marvelous dinner and a panna cotta for dessert?" Calista exclaimed incredulously. "I am still trying to figure out where this taste for hot chocolate comes from. It's not from me. I am sure." Calista pointed out.

"It's a cozy drink, almost an affectionate one. I don't know why." Ártemis said dreamly.

"A whisky is a cozy drink for me," Gaia whispered.

"Can I try it? Maybe I'll change my cozy drink." Ártemis asked, half playful, half expectant.

"Of course not! You're fifteen. I'll make you a hot chocolate, and then, bed!" Calista finished that strange conversation about cozy drinks.

Later, at home, Calista decided to call Larissa. It's been a while since they last spoke. She dialed the numbers and anxiously waited for Larissa to answer.

Larissa Weems' answering machine: "Hello, you've reached Larissa Weems. I'm unable to come to the phone right now. Leave your message, and I'll return your call when I'm free. Thank You."

"Hey, Larissa. It's me, Calista. Calista Cos'Anto, by the way. It's been a while. Guess what! I have a daughter who is coming to Nevermore Academy this year. Can you believe it? Well, I'm calling to ask you for some help. I know I have disappeared since the last time we've seen each other, but only you can help. Ártemis, my daughter, is a shapeshifter, and you are the only shapeshifter I've ever met before her. Don't worry, I still keep my promise. No one knows about you. But Ártemis has trust issues and doesn't know how to control her powers. I was wondering if you could help her. I don't know if you are back in England or still live in the US. Call me back if you feel you can help me. I hope you are doing great. See you. Bye."

Well, that was it. There was no turning back. Calista's mind was spinning. Too many emotions for just one day. Her beloved daughter was going away; she had just sent a message to her former crush, and now she was returning to Nevermore, even if it was just for a few weeks.

She could barely wait to see her old school again and make sure it would be a home for her daughter as it was for her.

Chapter 2

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aaintgood · 2 years

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Night night!

summary : chris was supposed to let both of your to sleep, but instead he fell asleep first.

pairings :

chris evans x daughter!Elyse x actress!girlfriend reader

warnings : maybe swearing?? Idk this is pure fluff :))

Letting your daughter sleep won't be a problem, Chris thought to himself.

But boy was he so wrong.

"I'm so sorry baby, but i have to come home late, later, are you fine with that?" you asked through the phone on FaceTime with him.

He smiled softy before nodding his head, "ofcourse!" he said.

"Okay, but babe! Make sure to not give her candies before sleeping! You know your daughter she's very hyper like you."

Elyse is a smart girl, she would do anything just to not go to sleep and by that she would use her puppy dog eyes, sometimes it would work for you but for Chris, it always works for him!

One, "Daddy! Please?" hand clasp to her chest, with the matching puppy dog eyes and he's up doing whatever his daughter wants.

"All good, Bae─ oh! Elle say hi to mommy, babe," Chris knelt trapping his daughter to his arms while she looked at the phone, seeing your face on the phone her face brighten up immediately.

"Hey Pretty Girl!" you cooed smiling at your precious angel, Elyse returned the smile her mother gave her, "Hi Mi!" she said with her baby voice.

"Mommy won't be home early, bub, but dada is gonna take care of you, listen to him, okay?" you asked while she had an evil grin painted across her pretty small face.

"Otay, mama!" she responded happily.

"Alright, be good." you sent her a flying kiss while chris stood to let the litte girl play, "Baby, I'm sorry! I know your busy."

"What? No, i can handle it, love! Don't worry too much. Plus i don't have interviews at nights, don't be silly!"

"Thank you bubu, I'm so lucky to have you." You smiled at him lovingly,

"I love you."

"I love you more, baby." he said before saying your goodbyes and ending the call.

A minute or so, Chris phone goes off then came into view a caller i.d before it was ringing loudly.

"Sorry, I can't talk right now! Text me later!" He said to his manager before ending the call not letting her speak.

Later on he received a message and sighed very loudly before replying back.

what do you mean about declined all the interview invites, i won't join them?

Chris snorted hearing his managers voice saying this, causing Elyse to come up to him curious on what he's doing.

I'm busy, Can i just do it next week, thanks!

He replied before throwing his phone to the side and scooping the nosy Elyse into his arms hands on each of her sides tickling her.

"No─no, dada, s-stop!" Elyse said between her giggles while moving around to escape from her father.

"Okay, princess." Chris stopped tickling her, Elyse remains sitting on his lap, both of them sat on the couch playing and talking to eachother for hours while watching their favourite movie.

Checking the time from his phone, it was almost Elle's bed time, so he stood up the little girl still on his arms.

"Okay, time for bath!" He sing song, turning off the television walking upstairs to his daughter's room to grab her pajamas.

The bath was chaos! Elyse we're splashing everywhere causing him to get wet and changed into his pajamas, but the litte girl had different plans.

"Hey, da? Match jammies!" Ely runs to her closet causing chris to chuckle, "Fine!" he agreed, getting the matching onesies his daughter was pointing at.

Elyse's night routine was done, so was chris', both had moved to the living room to cuddle to the sofa to watch their favourite movie, "Buzz!" the young girl squeals seeing the animated character.

Throughout the movie chris was slowly drifting to sleep, tired, when he felt a small tap on his lap, "Dad, want namnam." pouted elyse.

Chris let's out a deep chuckle before nodding, standing up going to the kitchen with a little girl following behind.

"Up!" Raising both of her arms up in the air, demanding to sit in the counter.

Scooping her up and placing her carefully to the counter he leaves a quick kiss on her cheek, "love ya, bug."

Opening a cabinet he gets out an pancake mix, he prepared everything before it's all settled up and ready to be cooked. The pan was already set, he was now busy finding one special thing!

Elyse let's out a giggle "Butter?" she asks her cute little boston accent showing, she points at the other fridge while chris sent her a loving smile while getting the butter from the other fridge, giving Elyse small glances watching her so she won't fall.

A hour has passed, you weren't home yet, Chris and Elle had finished eating the pancakes he cooked, they we're now cuddled up in both you and Chris' bed, reading a story.

"Dada, em not sleepy!" Elle pat his sleepy father's cheek softly, "No no! sleep here," she pouted while chris just sighed nodding his head standing up.

It was almost three A.M when you got home, walking inside the house thinking both of them we're asleep, you we're wrong! The both we're nowhere to be found around the house, moving to the kitchen you saw the unwashed plates and a pink princess tent set up in the middle of your backyard.

You spotted the tent inside the house from the window by the sink, walking out of the house with your dogs trailing behind you. Seeing the fairy lights hang around the tent your confused gaze turn into a grin.

Slowly you opened the pink tent and saw the cutest view ever! Grinning ear to ear, you grabbed your phone and took a quick picture.

Chris was cuddled up with Elyse, a pink fury blanket covering them up, you moved closer to Chris softly tapping his cheek while he let's out a small groan, his head shot up looking around confused until his eyes met yours.

"Hi," you whispered softly to him helping him lay back down carefully, "Hey?" he replied sleepily. "Had a good sleep?" humming in response, you leaned down giving him a quick kiss on the lips while caressing his cheek.

Snaking an arm around your waist you layed down beside him, hugging him and Elyse, kissing your forehead to your nose then your lips, pulling away placing a hand covering his mouth.

"Night night," said a sleeping Elyse who was sucking her thumb finger, both of you and Chris chuckled, moving closer to him you and Elyse trapped Chris in a sandwich before you dozed off to sleep so comfortable.

Chris chuckled, kissing both your foreheads moving you both closer squeezing him to life...

Chris smiled sweetly closing his eyes.

With both of you beside him he was at peace, he was resting. You and Elyse we're his safe place.

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dustofthedailylife · 2 years

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It's Always Darkest Before The Dawn

Chapter 3 - A Momentary Solace

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Summary: You’re a Fatui Agent, tasked with assassinating the one man who three years ago had almost succeeded to shatter the entire organization out of sheer hatred and thirst for vengeance. The best way to get close to someone? You make them fall in love with you - only that you didn’t plan on catching feelings yourself.

Pairing: Diluc x Fatui! Reader (gn)

Chapter Warnings: Mild swearing, mentions of blood and assassinations, Reader still seems a bit like an ass... but will it stay that way? Come around and find out :P

A/N: It's been entirely too long and I'm sorry for leaving you all to wait so long. Between writing my finals (and passing! just need to get past the oral exams now) and writing some more drabbles for tumblr I barely found the time to continue this fic... but the chapter got a bit longer now, enjoy!! Would love to hear your thoughts after, as always.

Diluc agreed to accompany you back to the inn so you could grab some of the things out of your room that you needed for the night.

As he waited outside, you threw a shirt, some comfy pants for the night, your toothbrush, and some fresh clothes for tomorrow in a backpack.

Just as you were about to head out of your room again you spotted the dagger you had received from Dottore out of the corner of your eyes. Should you take it with you? There probably wouldn't be a better opportunity like this any time soon. You could sneak into his bedroom at night while he was sleeping, slit his throat and be back to Snezhnaya the following day.

In a spur of a moment decision, you quickly grabbed the dagger, wrapped it into the red silk cloth it came in, and shoved it into your bag along with your other belongings before heading out again.

"Got everything?", Diluc asked as soon as he spotted you.

"Uh, y-yes. I think I do.", you stammered. Your heart painfully throbbed in your chest as you thought about what you had decided to take with you last minute.

He nodded in reply, putting his hands into the pockets of his long black coat and donning a faint smile. He looked incredibly handsome when he didn’t pull a face as long as a fiddle.

What the fuck are you thinking? Get your shit together! You scolded yourself and shook your head in an attempt to prevent your thoughts from straying further. There was nothing you felt for this man except for sheer resentment. You just needed to get out of your own head and stop fooling yourself with your act of trying to make him fall in love with you as well. You needed to stay focused on this job or you'd inevitably be caught. And you didn't want to find out what would happen if that was the case. Besides, he’s got nothing to offer besides a handsome face anyway. He was just some stupid former aristocrat with more money than brain at the end of the day.

The way to the Dawn Winery was relatively quiet. Diluc and you walked next to each other in silence. He stared at the ground while you took in the late-night scenery around Mondstadt and you had to admit, it wasn’t half bad. Far from being as homely to you as Snezhnaya was but definitely better than you thought it would be. And certainly better than inside the city walls where it was too loud and the people were just unbearable. If it wasn’t for the company of a certain someone by your side, who yet again had the facial expression of a stone, you’d have almost been tempted to say you were enjoying your little vacation here.

As soon as you arrived at your destination, Diluc took a big key out of his coat pocket and unlocked the big door to the Winery. He opened the door and motioned you to go inside.

The grand foyer of the house, which could better be described as a mansion, was lined with heavy carpets, dark wooden furniture, and an atrocious-looking vase that looked weirdly out of place. A warm homely aroma hung in the air and the candles in the candleholder on the big table in the middle of the room provided the only light source. If it wasn’t for the man of the hour by your side and the dagger pressing against your back through your backpack, you might’ve even seen yourself getting comfy here.

“Oh, Master Diluc, you brought a guest?”

You flinched at the sudden voice that cut through the dark. Looking to your right you spotted a slender woman in a maid’s uniform approaching you with a candelabra in her hand. She was smiling at you in a friendly and welcoming manner.

“Oh my, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you.”, she chuckled before addressing Diluc. “I’ve been waiting for you to return Master Diluc. I’m glad to see you back home safe and sound.”

“You… waited?”, you asked in disbelief seeing as it was way past midnight already. Did she really stay up just to wait for him to get home?

“Oh, yes. I’m used to it. The maids take night shifts quite frequently since the Master tends to get home very late in general.”

“I told you, there is no need for that Adelinde, I’d rather you didn’t and would get some sleep.”, Diluc remarked.

“That is out of the question. After all, we need to make sure you arrive back home safe and sound.”, she objected before facing you once again. “Can I offer you something, Dear? A tea or some cake perhaps?”

A tea? Cake? At this hour? Would she really go through the trouble of preparing all that at the dead of the night still? You were so overwhelmed by the entire atmosphere in this house that you didn’t even know what to say. Maids, expensive-looking furniture, a gigantic foyer, and an even more gigantic property as a whole. He was rich. Alright, you knew as much. But this rich?

You glanced over to Diluc to scan his face for any kind of reaction to the offer but he seemed entirely unbothered by it. He simply looked at you expectantly, motioning you to answer and signaling you that it is okay. After brief consideration, your throat did feel a little dry and you felt cold so something to warm you up would indeed be welcome.

“A-ahem, a tea would be nice, I guess.”, you replied awkwardly, almost feeling bad for bothering her to prepare something for you at this hour.

“Of course. Take a seat at the table, I’ll be right back.” She quickly set down the candelabra on the table and turned the lights on before swiftly disappearing into the kitchen.

Diluc shrugged off his coat and threw it over the coat hanger by the door before joining you at the table.

“Is this normal?”, you asked in disbelief.

“What?”, he questioningly raised an eyebrow at you.

“Well… this.”, you wildly motioned about with your hands. “The maid offering you tea at this hour, staying up to wait until you get home, this huge fucking manor… Is it really okay that I wanted tea now?” A waterfall of words started bubbling out of you. Probably due to your nervosity about the entire situation and what you still had ahead of you tonight.

“Hey… calm down. It’s alright. I wouldn't even be able to make Adelinde sleep if I handcuffed her to the bed. When I am gone she insists she cannot sleep until she knows I am back safely. I gave up arguing with her about it.”

Interesting. She seemed to be of the very devoted kind, one that reads every wish off of her Master’s lips. You wondered what she was so worried about that she couldn’t sleep anyway. The worst that could happen to Diluc was tripping over some grapevine on the way back home; Minus currently being a target of the Fatui of course. But seeing how long ago that business of his with them had been, they must not see it as a threat. If she even knew about her Master’s past in that regard anyway. But the manor was speaking for itself, he was comfortably living that snob life of a rich wine tycoon now.

Who knew, maybe his combat skills had gotten rusty, too at this point. Because looking at the man who sat in front of you, you did not see the supposed ‘deadly assassin’ who had slaughtered Fatui camp after Fatui camp. Plus, it would certainly make your job easier if he had gotten comfortable. A quick in and out and after tonight you’d finally be free to return home to claim your rightful throne.

"Here is your tea, dear. And I also took the liberty to bring you one as well Master Diluc.", Adelinde said as she placed the teacups down almost ceremoniously before crossing her hands behind her back with a bow and stepping to the side in silence. She walked behind Diluc’s chair and kept some distance to him and the table and waited until she could pick up the dishes again. Being served by a maid felt extremely weird to you and you couldn’t help but see her as a slave to orders of her master.

"Thank you Adelinde.", Diluc nodded. He lifted the teacup to his lips and blew away the steam that was rising from it before curiously mustering you over the rim of his cup.

"Is everything alright?"

"U-uhm, yeah. Yeah everything's fine. I'm just waiting a bit until the tea has cooled off a little is all.", you explained. But that was a lie. You didn't just wait for the tea to cool. Everything just felt weird.

The man you're supposed to kill showed you unimaginable hospitality, offering you to sleep over at his place to make sure you're protected; from Viktor, no less. The man who belonged to the very same organization as you. He basically invited the devil into his home without even knowing it. The dagger in your bag once again came to mind and for the first time you had been here you started questioning yourself if taking it with you had been the right decision for reasons that you didn’t quite understand yourself.

But why shouldn't it be the right decision, you idiot?

You and Diluc each emptied their cups in a somewhat awkward silence for the lack of something to talk about. After all, you just met each other a couple of weeks ago and this was the first meeting you've had with Diluc outside of the Angel's Share. You also felt like you wouldn’t have been able to strike up a normal conversation with him when Adelinde was standing right behind him; it would’ve felt weird.

"I, uh, I think I'd like to head to bed now if that's alright.", your voice broke the silence after a while.

"Of course. It has gotten late.", Diluc complied. "Adelinde? Would you prepare the guest room?"

"Of course!", she bowed down again before storming up the stairs motioning you to follow her.

How in the world could he command people around like that in his own house and not feel guilty about it?

You grabbed your back and quickly hurried after Adelinde in order to not get lost in this maze he called home.

The room Adelinde led you to made the inn room you had stayed in the past couple of weeks seem like a cheap, run-down doss house. In the middle of the room stood a queen-size bed with fresh, white duvet covers. Long satin curtains that reached the floor framed the big windows and on the opposite side of the bed stood an old-looking oak wardrobe with some kind of crest on it, which you assumed was the Ragnvindr crest. Everything about this room screamed wealth if the pompous entrance hall and the maids wouldn’t have been enough to tell already.

"Is everything to your liking, dear?", Adelinde asked as she changed the bedclothes.

"Yes, honestly this is probably the biggest room I ever had the honor to sleep in.", you replied in genuine awe. You put down your bag on the chair nearby before standing around a little stiff and helpless which Adelinde seemed to notice, too.

"Just make yourself at home here. No need to be nervous or restrain yourself."

Easier said than done. You were still trying to figure out how you were supposed to execute your plan without anyone noticing. If only you had some poison. Would that be the cowardly way of doing it? Maybe. But it would most certainly be the least messy and noticeable way for you to kill him.

"If Master Diluc lets you stay here tonight he trusts you and wants to know you safe.", she explained.

"Oh, does he bring people with him often then?"

"Archons, no. You're the first one that comes to mind that he has ever brought here to stay the night. Well ever since Master Crepus died… anyway, apologies, I should not talk about this. I'm just glad he found someone he trusts again."

Her words left you speechless. You stood there deadpanned, searching for the right words to reply. This was perfect for you, he is slowly letting you in. And the more that was the case, the close you got into assassination range.

"I don't mean to sour the mood so don't mind what I said, will you? I can assure you you're safe here and can stay for as long as you need. Rest assured if the Master invited you to stay here you must mean something to him."

She fluffed up the pillows and brushed over the duvet one last time before excusing herself with a bow and wishing you a good night. She closed the door as she left, leaving you alone with your thoughts and the absolute bomb she had obliviously just dropped on you.

Sour the mood? You couldn’t be more excited about the news. He started to trust you and that meant your plan was on the best way to bear fruit that you were able to reap soon.

Somewhat cheerful you change into more comfortable clothes which you had packed earlier. You sat down on the bed, taking the dagger out of your backpack once more, twisting it around in your hands, and tracing over the blade with your pointer finger. It felt cold to the touch and shimmered dangerously in the dim light of the room. You balled a fist around the handle and did some slow stabs into the air to get a feel for it. You could do this.

A knock on the door pulled you out of your thoughts and caused you to startle. You hastily threw the dagger under your pillow in panic before you answered the door.

“Come in!”

“Hello. I’m sorry, I won’t be a bother for long.”, Diluc says as he walks a few steps into the room… wearing nothing but black slacks and a loose linen shirt that revealed some of his chiseled chest around the neck. Too bad you would kill him tonight, otherwise you wouldn’t have been opposed to indulging in him for a while.

“I just wanted to let you know that the bathroom is down the hallway to the right and right opposite to it is my room. Do wake me, in case you need anything.”, Diluc explained.

“Oh, uh… thank you. Although I wouldn’t dare to impose.”, you hesitantly replied as your eyes keep flicking to that damn sliver of skin showing through his shirt. Why did he have to be so goddamn distracting?

“Just keep it in mind, alright?”

“Alright.”

He nodded, wishing you a good night and donning a small content smile forming around his lips. It actually looked like a contrast compared to his usual grim expression. It made him look more like an innocent young man and you would’ve almost said, it made him look likable.

As soon as you were alone again you crawled under the sheets and grabbed the dagger from under the pillow again, holding and twisting it in your hand for a little while longer.

Now you only needed to stay awake for a couple more hours until you could make your move.

After some time had passed you slowly got out of bed and tucked the dagger under your shirt and into the waistband of your pants. You knew it must be around 3:30 in the morning if the bells of the grandfather clock in the hallway were anything to go by.

You tiptoed out of your room and down the hallway towards where Diluc had said his room lay. You tried to be as quiet as humanly possible and came to a half in front of Diluc's door. It wasn't shut entirely and you could see him lying in bed through the crack. His back was turned towards the door and judging by his shallow breathing he was fast asleep.

You slowly pulled the dagger out and began to sneak inside his bedroom, anxious not to make any sounds that could stir him awake. As you approached the bed you got a better view of his face which was being illuminated by the moonlight that shone through the crack of the curtains. He looked so peaceful. You started to feel kind of guilty as you stood there and watched him in his sleep. You felt like an intruder, and in all honesty, you were nothing but one.

You looked down at the dagger in your hand and started questioning if your approach was the right one.

Killing him with a dagger would inevitably cause him to bleed and stain the sheets. The maids would find him the next morning and would put two and two together. For the first time in a long while he'd bring someone to stay the night and would wind up dead by the next morning with the person in question gone. It was too obvious. The plan was too flawed.

But why did you care all of a sudden if the maids knew it had been you? They probably didn't even know your name. Everyone thinks you're from Inazuma, too. There was no way anyone would be able to trace it back to you. The biggest threat to your life here was Diluc and he would be gone if you would just go through with it now. Additionally, even if trouble would arise after this assassination, you'd have the necessary manpower to defend yourself as soon as you were a Harbinger.

Just that it seems you were too late for any of that now as Diluc started stirring in his sleep and you could tell he was about to wake up again.

Light sleeper, noted.

You panicked and managed to hastily wrap the cloth around the dagger again and stuck it back below your waistband before Diluc could open his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes a bit and say you standing beside his bed he immediately jolted up and instinctively grabbed you by the collar of your shirt. In just the blink of an eye, he flung you face-first onto the bed and locked your arm painfully behind your back. You hit your head on something hard on the way, causing you to wince due to the pain that shot through your body. Hearing your pained cry he immediately released his grip.

“Archons, I’m so sorry! I-I didn’t know… I didn’t mean to… I.”, he stammered.

“Ah, fuck.”, you cussed breathily. Your head was starting to spin from the impact and painfully throbbed. The muscles in your back and shoulder were screaming from being overstretched and you felt like you were close to passing out. His reflexes had almost been inhuman just now. To think someone would be able to completely disarm and trap you when they had just woken up was both extremely skilled and also a big problem for you. If only you would've gone through with stabbing him faster earlier. On second thought, that could've backfired on you too, given the insane reactions he possessed. Maybe poisoning him once he trusted you was the better idea after all.

So much for thinking his combat skills had become rusty earlier.

You lifted your hand to the side of your forehead and could feel dampness below your fingers. It was too dark to properly make it out in the dark but you were familiar with the feeling.

"You're bleeding!", Diluc remarked exasperated, and flicked the light on to convince himself of what he was seeing.

Diluc grabbed a handkerchief from his nightstand and knelt in front of you. Evident worry mixed with guilt on his face as he took your chin in between his fingers and carefully dabbed the handkerchief on your wound. You let out a pained hiss as soon as you felt pressure on the wound. His eyebrows were pulled into a deep frown as his eyes wandered from your wound directly to yours. A beautiful pair of eyes as red as scarlet flames met with yours and momentarily caused your heart to skip a beat. You must’ve hit your head harder than you had expected because the moment just now felt strangely intimate and endearing to you; although upon realizing it you had to suppress the urge to act upon the shiver that ran down your spine or slap his hand away.

"Forgive me.", he apologized. His voice was barely above a soft whisper.

"It's already forgotten. Just… stop apologizing."

This was once again a comical situation since you were the one who had come here to kill him, yet he is the one apologizing to you. Pathetic.

He quickly averted his gaze and nervously fumbled around to put the handkerchief away. Was he blushing? You tried your hardest to suppress a scoff. He really did look pathetic right now as he was so obviously starting to fall for you. Good. All is according to plan.

"Please wait here. I'm going to get you an ice pack.", he stated and threw another apologetic look over his shoulder as he got up and left the room.

As soon as you heard him walk down the stairs you quickly and quietly hurried back to your room to hide the dagger that was still tugged under the waistband of your pants. He was not allowed to find it whatsoever.

You hastily threw it back into your backpack and tiptoed back to his room as fast as you could without making a noise. And just as you sat down on his bed again you could hear him walk up the stairs again. Not a second wasted, you thought.

He entered the room still looking like a whipped dog with an ice pack and medical supplies in his hand. He walked over to the bed and put the supplies on his nightstand before he turned to you and lifted the ice pack against your forehead, carefully pressed it on your wound. You could feel that it was already swollen a little but had already stopped bleeding.

“Hold this.”, he told you.

You lifted your hand to grab it but were a little too slow so Diluc had already let go of it which caused the ice bag to land on the floor.

As you quietly bent down to pick the ice pack up again, Diluc had the same idea as you and attempted to pick it up again. An electric shock coursed through you as soon as your hands suddenly overlapped with his, causing both of you to flinch away. Diluc whispered an apology and hurriedly walked around the bed with an evident blush forming across his cheeks as he busied himself by fluffing up some of the pillows and leaning them against the headboard. It would’ve been almost adorable to watch if your head wasn’t killing you right now.

“Here, lean against this. It should be more comfortable.”

“I shouldn’t, I’m fine. I’m sure you want to sleep. I don’t want to keep you up.”, you attempted to deny his offer.

“No please, you won’t. I just want to make sure you’re alright.”

You hesitantly complied and cozied yourself up in the pillows. You felt horribly out of place as you sat there. Now that you had time to properly look around the bedroom, the same pattern of wealth that was visible in every room in this mansion unsurprisingly continued here, too. Long curtains out of thick and expensive-looking fabric, several wooden wardrobes, and luxurious carpets.

You felt the mattress dip beside you and looked down into your lap in order to avoid looking at the man who sat down next to you on the bed again. You felt an angry coil beginning to form in the pit of your stomach. You were mad at yourself that you had hesitated earlier, or rather didn’t make a better plan in the first place. Tonight everything had been heavily improvised and that was bound to end in failure. Fantastic.

“Would you allow me to disinfect the wound?”, Diluc asked and brought a cotton bud up to your face. You slowly lifted the ice pack off and promptly felt Diluc’s fingers brush against your chin to angle your face. You hissed as he began to carefully clean and disinfect your wound before ultimately putting a band-aid on it to prevent it from bleeding further. If that was going to leave a scar he'd just given you a nice gift to forever remember him by. Bastard.

“Okay, that should do it.”

His eyebrows were still pulled into a frown, and he looked like he was ringing for words in his head. The silence in the room was deafening and was beginning to feel awkward in a way.

"I completely forgot to ask but what did you want when you initially came to my room?", he inquired suddenly.

Oh, you know, slit your throat so I can go back home to Snezhnaya and become a Harbinger. The usual.

"I-I don't think I can remember now.", you replied.

You scrunched your forehead as a pang of pain suddenly shot through you again. Your head was still throbbing from the wound and your quite unromantic kiss with the bedpost earlier. You were sure you probably had a concussion, on top of the nasty wound as well.

“I’m truly–”

“If you’re going to say you’re sorry one more time I’m going to smack you in your face.”, you cut him off in a tone that came out a little harsher than you had intended.

He looked at you with a deadpan expression before amusedly breathing out through his nose. A small smile played around his lips as he rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, which annoyingly made him look stupidly attractive. You really must’ve hit your head harder than you had thought.

“You’re truly one of a kind.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”, you asked confusedly.

“You’re just so… I don’t know. Tough, I suppose.”

“Yeah, well. It’s what life teaches you to be…”, you replied genuinely.

The conversation prompted you to think back on your time in Snezhnaya. You grew up as an orphan and had never known your real family, thus the Fatui were probably the closest thing to a family you had, despite only being with them for about a year. Snezhnaya was without a doubt not a homely environment for a child to grow up in alone, but it hadn’t been all bad. You would say you definitely cherished the little things in life due to it and were able to stand up for yourself. You had to learn early on after all, and through that acquired the necessary skills to join the Fatui.

“I get that.”, he nodded sympathetically with a sad smile playing around his lips. “You must’ve had it rough in Inazuma as well, I presume.”

Right, Inazuma.

“Yep. You could say it’s… been a ride.”, you replied.

“Do you miss it?”

“What?”

“Your home.”

A painful pang shot through your chest following his question. Your heart clenched and you suddenly felt a lump form in your throat. This question hit you harder than you thought it would.

You tensed up as you tried to suppress the tears that you were dangerously close to shedding now, because yes, you missed your home. Painfully so even. You missed your fellow comrades and friends, you missed the snowy landscapes and how the sun illuminated the snow-covered mountains in front of your window every morning, and what you missed the most is not having to lie about your existence to everyone.

“I do.”, you swallowed thickly, fearing that you might not be able to hold back the tears if you spoke a single word more.

You turned your head to the side as soon as you noticed your eyes began to fill with tears and your bottom lip had started to quiver. You wanted to prevent Diluc from seeing you in such a weak state. Your efforts were in vain though, since he seemed to have noticed straight away.

Diluc raised one of his hands unsure whether or not it'd be okay to touch you in this state but he ultimately went through with it and you allowed it. He carefully placed his hand on your shoulder and started tracing small circles over it with his thumb. And despite this whole situation being peak absurdity once again, it was nice that it felt like someone actually cares about you. Even if that someone was Snezhnaya’s number-one enemy.

You looked back at him and noticed the gloss in his own eyes and the sympathetic smile that played around his lips and you knew that he knew what you must feel like. You felt seen. You felt understood. And it felt nice even though you struggled to admit it.

You knew you'd hate yourself come the next day but impulsively decided to indulge in him. Just a little bit.

You leaned forward, buried your face in his shoulder, and embraced him in a tight hug. A bit taken aback at first, Diluc only let his hands hover over your back but soon decided to return the embrace and placed his cheek on top of your head, all while continuing to rub soft circles over your skin with his thumb. You sobbed loudly as you stained his shirt with your tears. It felt liberating to let your feelings run free, and despite not being able to tell him the truth about you or your circumstances, you felt understood.

It was a moment where no words were needed. All you craved was for someone to hold you, a shoulder to cry on, and someone with whom you could let your emotions run free without judgment. Even if that person happens to be Diluc, it was nice to get these bottled-up emotions out of your system.

You can’t remember how long you had sat there caged in his arms but you eventually found yourself drifting off to sleep. You only felt how someone carefully put you down and draped a blanket over your body, brushing a strand of hair out of your face.

Hanging onto your last remnants of consciousness you found yourself thinking that maybe Diluc wasn’t as despicable as your intel on him stated.

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lucysarah-c · 7 months

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hi Lucy! For the writing ask, how about: #6, 12, 16 for Holy Ground? ♥️

Hi Flo!!! sorry I'm a dissaster replying to messages! I swear I'm not ignoring you lol! 6. What character(s) do you find it most difficult to write?

Hmm... It's probably either Mikasa, Hange, Mike, or Connie. I have a hard time writing them for different reasons.

When it comes to Mikasa, I find it challenging to capture her character beyond certain aspects. Sometimes, I feel like I'm portraying her as a stoic girl with no emotions, and I dislike that. However, when I force myself to stay in character, I discover a liking for delving deeper into her complexities. The same struggle occurs with Connie, but in a completely different way; writing him as anything other than a cheerful, honest boy is difficult.

Then there's Hange. While I know they can be extremely funny, entertaining, and a bit chaotic, I don't want to reduce them to a mere comic relief in my fics, so that's where I struggle.

And Mike... it's simply because I lack context for his character beyond him sniffing people and being quiet, lol. Sometimes, I feel like I'm writing an OC rather than him.

12. The funniest comment someone has left on a fic of yours?

I personally love it when people put themselves in the character's shoes. I received one comment that said, "OMG, WHY DID I DO THAT?!" in a Levi x reader fic, and I found it hilarious, hahaha. It's like this person was truly experiencing the character, and I adore that.

16. Favorite thing about Holy Ground?

Hmmm, haha, probably how I think about "New Romantics" while writing it. I feel like, while I explore the veterans' pasts, personalities, love lives, friendships, etc., they are so utterly lost in their lives, but at the same time, they are "adults," too. Writing Levi as a cadet before becoming a Captain is so entertaining for me. Him being this punk who receives orders and just does whatever he wants is so funny. Writing the best sassy comebacks for him is hilarious; it's just perfect. Also, Erwin is like suffering his late twenties crisis, lol. He's like, "I'm reaching 30! I have to settle down, be the best at my work, have a social life, go out, stay in, live my life, get married," lol.

It's probably that.

#lovely moots 💕#lovely moots #sweet moots #moots <3 #moots being amazing

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mercurial-madhouse · 2 years

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Ello!! It's the same anon about the spy au one. First off thank you so much for taking the time to reply despite your busy schedule! It really means alot<3

Also yea I guess it's a habit lately, reading fanfics up all night but yea, (a guilty pleasure more like?). Woke up with a pair of really dry eyeballs but was all worth it🥲👏

And as for the spy au prompt, Thank you so much for considering despite having a busy schedule. It's all up to you to write it, no pressure obviously! I'm just glad I could interact with you and share what I feel about your wonderful works. Also you are the absolute sweetest person! Thank you!

As for the details, I saw this interesting prompt by larryficprompts on twitter, i really liked the concept to it so please give it a read at your leisure! I would absolutely love something similar to this!

https://twitter.com/larryffprompts/status/1529741696979935232?s=20&t=ZP85Kdbb643fvpq5sG-kNg

Maybe I would wish to have like him going rogue then after that, lou gets hurt in the process after they confront each other, protective and worried harry obvs.

"Don't know how this is going to work out but we are going to work it out somehow in the end", "losing oneself but finding himself again" " everything's changed on the outside but I still feel the same" kind of concept? Lovers to enemies to lovers again? Like I loved the concept from twitter, maybe H gets mad that L stayed behind because he never understood why. Maybe a bit mad at himself too for leaving L behind, blames himself a bit cause Louis is so different than they last saw each other. The concept of fetus L turning into 2014 Louis is interesting and sad :(

I also really really loved your version of spy au where Louis goes rogue and their whole banter😂 the sexual tension wowow and the ending was just really interesting. I hope I could convey the concept to you somehow!

I swear your version of L and H are my personal favourites of all time. How H is so protective of L and how L is so caring, their whole dynamic, how it's so easy to imagine them doing what they do in your fics cause their charcter is really similar to that of the real character( I'm not sure if that made any sense but hope it does), it's really beautiful! I love it so much!

I hope I was able convey the concept and details properly. Hope you find them as interesting as I did! Thank you so much and hope you have a great day!

P.S. Thank you for the dancing larry gif. They are the absolute cutest<3

P.s.p.s this was really long I'm so sorry I got carried away><

Oh wow! I think this is one of the longest asks I’ve ever received! I love all the thought you’ve put into this and the concept from twitter is quite fascinating! I won’t lie, my mind definitely went spiraling with all these different ideas that play off of everything you’ve said here. Again, I still won’t make any promises, but you definitely have the plot bunnies on the move, darling! And you’ve definitely conveyed the concept and details and your ideas well. Thank you!

And I’m thrilled you loved the “You’re F*cked” spy AU! I think that is the most sexual tension I’ve managed in any piece and I do still think about that storyline quite often!

Your comment about my characterizations of H and L have completely melted my heart as well. You have no idea. You’ve made my entire year.

I love offering a smile via gif with my responses, as a thank you! So here you go!

#ask response #prompts #spy au #my fiction #anonymous

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atticuswritesstuff · 3 years

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Throat Training Sukuna x F!Reader Oneshot

Summary: You indulge in a midnight escapade with Sukuna

Warnings: NSFW, heavy BDSM, sadism, masochism, throat fucking, gagging, oral (female and male receiving), degradation, praising, established dom/sub relationship, mentions of voyeurism, dubcon, breathplay, unedited, porn without plot, graphic sex, swearing Word Count: 3.2k

Another late night mission had you tired and ready to pass out as soon as possible. You mentally noted physical violence towards Gojo for sending you on this one alone. Not only did it take several days to complete, but it was also your first mission all by yourself.

Quietly trudging through the dark hall, you made your way to your dorm, hoping no one was awake to prevent you from getting to your bed as fast as possible. When you entered your room, you did not expect Sukuna of all people to be casually laying in your bed.

"What are you doing here?" You asked timidly, keeping the door open in order to have an escape route.

"Oh, I think you know what I'm doing here," He chuckled, rising from your bed. His demeanor seemed sinister in a way as walked. He strolled past you, peeking out the dark hallway to make sure no one was around before shutting the door quietly.

"What about Yuji?" You inquired, eyes trained on Sukuna as he moved to stand in front of you.

"The brat? Sound asleep, and he's gonna stay that way," Sukuna chuckled maniacally, "You worry too much about him, your messages are starting to cause him to fall in love. It's disgusting."

"How else would I let you know what I was doing?" You retorted, setting your bag on the floor. "You're not in my head, and you don't have a cellphone."

"Still, I don't want the little brat thinking he can lay claim to you. You're mine." He growled, his nails ghosting over your cheek.

It was quiet, a stare-off commencing between you and him. These midnight visits were starting to become a common occurrence between you two. You didn't know if Yuji even knew what was happening. Or worse, he knew and was watching the whole time.

"Are you sure we should be doing this?" You questioned, hesitantly leaning into his touch.

"Positive." He replied instantly, his other hand grabbing your wrist, "Besides since you were oh-so-stressed about that mission, I can help relieve it."

You nodded, allowing him to pull you to the bed. He sat, pulling you onto his lap, "Last I remember, we were in the middle of training that pretty throat of yours when we ran out of time."

"How is that going to relieve my stress," you scoffed, "Unless your intent is gaining my full submission."

"Mm, it is," He laughed, fingertips digging into your hips as he rolled his clothed cock against your sex, "You take your throat training like a good girl and I will relieve your stress by any means necessary, for as long as you'd like. Deal?"

You sighed, thinking about it, you figured why not?

"Deal," You stated.

"Good choice," Sukuna hummed, pulling you in for a sloppy, tongue-filled kiss, "Clothes off."

You pulled yourself off of his lap, slowly removing your uniform. Sukuna stood, making his way to your wardrobe where your collar was kept. It was a pretty thing, matte red leather with a thick band and a matching red leash. Somehow, he was able to purchase it just for you without Yuji knowing.

When you were fully undressed, you lifted your hair up so Sukuna could secure the collar. He buckled it so it was snug against your neck before attaching the leash to the collar with a metallic click.

Sukuna pulled you in close by your leash, his lips ghosting over yours.

"Who do you belong to?" He whispered against your lips.

"You," You replied.

He delivered a sharp smack to your cheek before roughly grabbing your jaw to pull you back, "Try again."

"I belong to you, Master Sukuna," You breathed, taken aback by the sudden slap, but not surprised by it, "I'm sorry, Master."

"Very good, little one," He hummed, pulling you in for a passionate kiss.

His tongue dominated your mouth, as usual, you heard the clink of his belt as he undid it. You waited patiently for your next command, knowing not to even breathe without his permission in these scenes. He was ruthless with his punishments. Likewise, his aftercare was heavenly, making it all worthwhile.

"On your knees, hands behind your back." He commanded, letting the leash slacken as you lowered yourself in front of him, interlocking your fingers behind your back.

Sukuna pulled down his underwear, fisting his cock directly above your face, "Stick that pretty tongue out for me, little one."

You complied, letting your tongue hang out of your mouth, tilting your head up at him. He ran his cock over your tongue, letting his precum coat your tongue before coating his cock with your saliva. Holding still, you waited patiently as he rubbed his dick all over your face, something he did when he was in a sadistic mood.

"Suck." He commanded, his hands pulling your hair back into a ponytail.

You took his cock into your mouth without a second thought, suckling on the tip before bobbing your head in order to fill your mouth. Sukuna grinned down at you, holding eye contact as you blew him. Eye contact was an expectation, and you shuddered every time you remembered how hard he'd slap you if you broke that eye contact.

Your jaw began to ache, but you could care less. Your only focus at this moment was being the perfect toy for Sukuna, nothing more. It was a game both you and Sukuna had come to enjoy from day one. Not that it was ever planned, he just happened to take over Yuji's body mid-mission and you were forced to get along with him. Then, when you got back to Jujutsu Tech, he took over again, building a give and take relationship with you over time.

To you, this relationship was special. Dangerous. If Gojo found out you were sleeping with the King of Curses without Yuji knowing, you were as good as dead. Fornicating with him was bad, but openly being at his every command daily? You may as well have planned your execution.

Sukuna started to take control, weaving his hands in your hair to get a better grip as he held your head still, thrusting deep into your mouth. Your grip on your hands tightened as you gagged around his cock, but never once trying to push him away. Tears rolled down your cheeks, but you were loving every second of it.

He pushed your head as far down as it would go, then pushed harder to force his cock down your throat. You could feel his bulge against your collar as your throat expanded, you gagged twice before you allowed your throat to relax around his cock.

"Good girl," He moaned, pulling out slowly, "Fuck, little one, you're doing so well."

He let you breathe before signaling you to open up again.

You weren't as prepared for him to hold both sides of your head, increasing his thrusts, touching the back of your throat each time. You tried to relax and breathe, allowing Sukuna to use your mouth as he pleased, but your gag reflex was becoming a problem.

Slowing down, he focused on long, slow strokes in order to fuck deeper into your throat. It helped, you were able to relax and adjust your breathing, but feeling him push into your throat over and over again was weakening your resolve.

You blinked away tears, focusing on the blissed-out look on Sukuna's face.

When he caught your gaze, he pushed all the way in once more, your nose touching his stomach. Your gagging was becoming obscene, and now you were having trouble breathing. Groaning against his cock, you tried gently pulling away, only to be met with Sukuna thrusting into your throat, hips moving back and forth in tiny thrusts to further force you to choke on his cock.

Just to be cruel, Sukuna pinched your nostrils closed, loving how you struggled to breathe or pull away from his cock. The sight alone almost made him cum.

You started to panic, using your hands to push at Sukuna's thighs, begging for release. Frowning, he let you go, displeased as you fell backward on your ass.

"Master, I-I'm sorry I-"

"Quiet," Sukuna growled. You disobeyed his command, "Back on your knees."

Despite your blurry vision, you were able to reposition yourself on your knees, straightening your posture and putting your hands behind your back once more, hoping he wasn't angry. Sukuna quietly moved towards your wardrobe, retrieving the leather cuffs you remembered all too well. He didn't use them very often, preferring to use his own hand or test your obedience.

He walked behind you, crouching down in order to secure the cuffs. Keeping quiet as he did, you lowered your breathing and gulped, he was being unusually quiet.

When he came back to stand in front of you, he had your phone in hand.

Oh no.

To you, it meant that he was going to do something worth taking a picture of, something either embarrassing or painful for you to rewatch later.

He didn't even order you to do anything, just forcing the entirety of his cock in your mouth, holding you in such a way that you would stay buried to the hilt. Before you could realize what was happening, Sukuna grabbed his belt. Looping it around the back of your neck, you panicked as he started to fasten it around his thighs nonchalantly. Now, you had no choice but to sit there with his cock in your mouth, you wouldn't be able to pull away again.

Humming, Sukuna unlocked your phone fiddling with a few apps before opening the camera, taking several pictures of you from his point of view, as well as from the side so you could see how he filled your throat up. The flash was bright enough to blind you as he started taking a video.

"Such a bad girl," He purred, roughly slapping one cheek before doing the same to the other, "If you would've just sucked my cock like a good girl, I wouldn't have had to force you to choke on my cock, now would I?"

You shook your head as best you could, rubbing your tongue along the underside of his cock in order to try and regain his favor. You swallowed around him, trying to give him some sort of pleasure that would make him let you go.

Sukuna started once again thrusting lightly into your throat, you gagged and coughed around his cock, but nothing you did would motivate him to undo the belt. Spit starting pooling, slowly coming out the sides of your mouth and dripping onto the floor, creating a bigger mess than expected.

In the midst of your throat being fucked, you realized just how turned on you were. The unmistakable ache settling between your legs, followed by growing wetness gave way to how much you really enjoyed this.

Sukuna stopped thrusting into your throat at the sound of a ringtone going off, to your confusion. He turned the phone around so you could see:

Incoming Call

Megumi Fushiguro

"Hmm, what do you think? Should I answer?" He teased, his finger hovering over the answer button, "So odd, calling at this time of night, maybe he wanted a chance to fuck your throat, too."

You shook your head furiously, whining and squirming, doing anything to get him not to answer.

Suddenly, the ringing ended, Megumi hung up to your relief.

"I guess not," Sukuna sighed, scrolling through your phone, "God I love this feeling of your warm little throat, I may just have to use it more often, what do you think little one?"

To your surprise, you nodded. Although uncomfortable, you enjoyed this kind of restriction. It gave you a thrill and undeniable pleasure.

"Oh? You like your Master using your throat like this?" He teased, slightly moving his hips side to side, your head forced to move with his hips, "Fuck, I might just have to use my throat as my personal little cockwarmer, what do you say?"

Before you could answer, your phone started making noise again, this time, you knew it wasn't a call.

Sukuna smiled, turning the phone to show you a 10 timer had run out. He turned it off before tossing the phone on the bed, undoing the belt that confined you to his cock, he allowed you a few inches of room to breathe before pulling you back down. Now he was really fucking your throat.

His thrusts became deeper, harder, relentless almost. he kept fucking your throat, now accustomed to the invasive feeling, you no longer gagged at the feeling of him making your throat bulge. Holding your gaze, he gave a few more thrusts before pulling you all the way onto his cock again.

You felt his cock twitch before the feeling of his cum invaded your throat. Swallowing as best you could, you moaned, losing yourself to submission as his balls clenched and flexed against your chin.

He stayed in your mouth for another minute before releasing you slowly, making sure you weren't too eager to stop sucking his cock. You gasped when your mouth was finally empty, panting and coughing. You felt dizzy in a good way as if you were floating.

Sukuna dropped the belt, coming to your level, he cupped your cheek.

"My good girl," He hummed, kissing your forehead, "You did so well, you took your punishment like a good girl, I'm so proud."

Taking a few seconds to praise you and kiss various parts of your face, he finally brought his lips to yours, gently kissing you before undoing the handcuffs. Lifting you up and carrying you to the bed, you wrapped your sore arms around his neck, enjoying his scent for the briefest of moments.

He set you on the edge of the bed gently before undoing the leash, setting it aside.

"Lay back," he commanded softly.

You did so, relishing in the feeling of finally being able to lay down. Sukuna draped one leg over his shoulder, the other being pushed open wide.

"Do you want me to lick all the stress away, little one?" Sukuna asked, eyeing your soaked cunt.

"Yes, please Master," You whimpered.

Sukuna allowed a mouth to form on his hand before cupping your sex, eating you in a way no one else could. You immediately started whining and whimpering at the feeling. Sukuna enjoyed watching you fall apart like this, especially after you'd been punished. Caressing your thigh, he left soft kisses and bite marks along the innermost part before moving to your other thigh, doing the same, all the while his mouth-hand lapped at your cunt.

"Master!" You moaned needily, "More, please..."

Your hips were grinding into his hand.

Sukuna glance at you through hooded lids, enjoying the way you chased your release. For a moment he pondered edging you, but decided against it, realizing how well you had just taken your punishment.

Adjusting his hand, Sukuna brought the mouth to your entrance, using his fingers to rub slow circles on your clit while he tongue fucked you.

You were trembling now, and Sukuna made sure you were teetering on the edge. Slipping two fingers from his free hand into his mouth, he brought them to the puckered hole resting just below his hand, exploring your reaction as he slowly rubbed it.

Your legs started shaking even more as you tried to cover your mouth at the new feeling. Sukuna just chuckled, bringing his own mouth to your ass, roughly shoving his tongue inside as he increased the speed against your clit.

"Fuck fuck fuck!" You cried out, coming up on your elbows just to flop back down, "Gonna cum! Master!"

Sukuna replaced his tongue with his fingers, slipping a thick digit into your ass, sending you over the edge.

"FUCK MA-"

The rest was muffled by Sukuna's hand covering your mouth, muffling your screams. He knew that you would scream loud enough for the whole world to hear how he pleased you if you were allowed.

"Shhhh," he whispered, stroking your hair, "Feel better?"

You nodded, pulling him in to kiss you.

"Fuck me?" You asked shyly, "Please, Master?"

Sukuna wasted no time moving to the edge of the bed, spreading your legs and burying his cock inside you in one swift motion. You mewled, feeling his cock stretch you so deliciously.

As Sukuna started to pick up the pace, your phone started ringing, Megumi was calling you again.

Sukuna chuckled, handing it to you, "Answer it, try to keep quiet."

You dreaded this, it wasn't the first time he made you do it, but at least now you knew what to expect.

You answered the phone, "Hello?"

"Y/n, are you back yet?"

You frowned, lying in case, "Yeah I just got in, why?"

"I can't find Yuji, I think Sukuna took over and took off."

Sukuna started fucking you faster at the mention of his name.

"Shit, um ok let me think," You said quietly, trying to keep your composure as Sukuna brought a hand-mouth to your clit, "Are you sure Gojo didn't just take him somewhere?"

You heard a moment of silence on Megumi's end before he responded, "Yeah, actually I didn't think of that. I'll go find Gojo, thanks Y/n."

"No problem, I'm going to bed so don't bother me until tomorrow unless it really is an emergency," You felt a familiar build-up in between your legs, you bit your lip as you tried to ignore the overstimulation against your clit, "If anyone comes to wake me up I will come for your left knee cap and use it as a coaster, understood?"

"Yeah, yeah. Later." Megumi hung up, finally allowing you to flop back on the bad and enjoy Sukuna's ministrations uninterrupted.

The mouth on your clit worked faster as he fucked into you, "God I can't wait to finally fill this pretty little pussy up with my cum."

"Y-You know I won't allow that until you're no longer bunking with Yuji," You moaned, glaring at him.

"Oh I know little one," He teased, bringing a hand to your throat, choking you, eating you out, and fucking you all at the same time, "But one day I fill up this pretty little cunt with my seed, forever making you mine."

You couldn't speak being so intensely choked, as your head went fuzzy, you finally allowed the pressure pooling inside your stomach to be released, cumming all over Sukuna as he pulled out and came on your stomach.

You were panting, enjoying your post-orgasm haze.

Sukuna already moved away from you, starting to get dressed.

You sat up, reaching for any article of clothing to wipe the cum off your body.

"Did you really mean it?" You questioned, watching as Sukuna made sure his appearance looked like that of a disheveled sleepwalker.

"Mean what?" He replied.

"You want to forever make me yours?" You inquired, hobbling on shaky legs to your wardrobe for a clean pair of pajamas.

As you started to get dressed, you felt Sukuna wrap around you from behind, holding you close.

"As long as you draw breath," He started, one hand squeezing your hip, the other on your neck, "Just know that you are mine. And when you leave your human world, your soul will come to join me in the shadows."

You smiled, not being able to imagine it any other way.

"Forever to be your slave, huh?" You laughed, pulling your sleep shorts on.

Sukuna spun you around to face him, you were taken aback by the seriousness in his face, something rarely seen in a demon so aloof in this world.

"You will be by my side as my Queen of Curses, do you understand?" He asked in a serious tone.

You nodded slowly, kissing him one last time before he quietly snuck out of the room, leaving you with the promise that one day you would rule with him in the shadows as queen of the underworld.

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cherrycheridarling · 3 years

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happier | t.h.

tom holland x singer!reader

warnings: swearing and sad. fluff if you squint

summary: you wish tom the best with his new relationship in your new song. {listen to happier by olivia rodrigo (if you want)}

wc: 3.6k

'We broke up a month ago,'

"I've been thinking," your heart sunk at his words, "I'm always working." he grabbed both of your hands.

You locked your gaze in his. Sat in the living room of his shared flat. Inches apart yet you could already feel the separation between the two of you growing.

He avoided your eye contact, "I-I can't be in a relationship unless I can give one hundred percent of myself to the other person. A-and I know I haven't been doing that to you, which is c-completely unfair." he wiped away a tear from your cheek that you didn't know had fell, "You've been so, so good to me. I'm sorry I wasn't better, but I can't keep putting you through this." his voice was barely audible.

You finally tore your eyes away from his face. His tear soaked face. Choosing to stare at a spot over his shoulder instead. You took three deep breaths. In and out. Something about his words made you confused, but your pain overpowered it.

"Please say something. Anything." he whispered against your knuckles. Holding your hands to his lips.

You gently removed your hands from his grip, "Thank you for being mature and honest with me." you started with a sniffle, "Thank you for all of our memories and for showing me what love is," you cupped his face, "Thank you for everything, loser." your light laugh lacked any humour, but it still brought a slight smile to his face.

He held your hand that was resting on his jaw, "I love you more than life itself, darling." he kissed your palm and you felt your heart shatter. "Never hesitate to call, dummy."

You nodded with a sad smile. "I love you, too." You stood up and made your way out of the door. A year and a half down the drain within ten minutes.

'Your friends are mine, you know I know you moved on. Found someone new.'

"Do you guys wanna do something on Saturday? I don't have work. Maybe karaoke?" you asked the group without looking up from your phone.

Harrison made a confused noise, "Did you forget? We have Nadia's birthday par—" you heard a loud smack, "—Ow! What? Oh, shit."

You looked up to see Zendaya, Jacob, Harry, Sam and Tuwaine all glaring at Harrison.

"Absolute div." Tuwaine muttered.

You furrowed your eyebrows, "Who's Nadia?" you looked at all of them as they avoided eye contact. "Daya?"

She let out a long sigh before clearing her throat, "Um, Nadia is- Well she's kind of- you know, um—"

"—Tom's new girlfriend." Sam finished for her.

Your mouth formed an 'o' shape as you processed the information. His new girlfriend. It'd been a month and four days since he ended your relationship. And he had a new girlfriend.

It took him a month to move on. A month to be able to give a hundred percent of himself to someone.

You couldn't tell if you were more angry or sad. Maybe a mixture of both. Angry that your friends were hiding information from you, but at the same time you understood their intentions. Sad and upset because the boy who told you he wasn't ready to give a hundred percent of himself was already with someone new.

You slowly nodded, "Oh, okay. Well, I hope you guys have fun." you gave a tight lipped smile before looking back at your phone.

Everyone glanced at each other worriedly before allowing their gazes to fall on you again.

"How do you feel?" Jacob asked cautiously.

You locked your phone and set it on your lap, "I'm fine." you faked a smile, "I think I'm gonna head home, though. It's getting late and I have an early studio session. Bye." you quickly grabbed your purse and left with a small wave.

"Y/N! Wait—" the slamming of the front door cut Tuwaine off.

It was three p.m. and you weren't supposed to be in the studio until noon.

'One more girl who brings out the better in you,'

"Y/N/N. You need to talk about it sooner or later." Zendaya reminded you as she sat at the end of your bed with Harrison beside her.

You removed the covers from your face, revealing your tear stained cheeks, "Does she make him happy?"

There was silence from your two friends before they hesitantly nodded. Both weren't completely sure, but they assumed she did.

"Does she bring out the best version of him? Does she stroke his hair while they cuddle? Does she cook with him? Does she walk Tessa with him?"

Harrison sighed, "Y/N/N, we—"

"—Because that's what I did. I brought out the best side of him. I stroked his hair while we cuddled. I cooked with him. I walked Tessa with him. I did it all. Every single thing." your voice broke towards the end as you let the sobs rack through your body.

Harrison and Zendaya went to either side of you and held you. They just held you. Because even they didn't know what to do.

'And I thought my heart was detached from all the sunlight of our past,'

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" Zendaya asked as you walked towards Tom's front door.

You nodded and smoothed down your sundress, "Yeah. We ended on good terms. It's been two months or so. We're friends. Plus, I miss hanging out with all of us." you assured her.

She sighed before knocking on the door, "Alright."

A few moments later the door swung open revealing Tom. Dressed in black jeans and a white button-up. Sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Curls dangling over his forehead. A sweet smile on his lips.

You felt your stomach lurch. Air leaving your lungs involuntarily. Heart rate quickening. You could smell his cologne and every single memory with him clouded your mind.

"Hey! It's great to see you guys—"

"—Sorry. I-I think I left something in the car. One second." you rushed out the words before turning on your heel.

Zendaya let out a long sigh, "Fuck."

Tom frowned, "Did I do something wrong?"

'But she's so sweet, she's so pretty. Does she mean you forgot about me?'

"Y/N!" an unfamiliar voice called out to you from somewhere in the boys' backyard.

It was Harrison's annual barbecue get together. Nearly three months since your break up with Tom.

You turned towards the source of the noise and found a girl walking towards you. Brunette. Tight black dress with black heels. Body and face of a model.

"I've been dying to meet you! I'm such a huge fan. I basically live off of your music." she giggled as she hugged you.

You smiled, "Aw! Thank you! That means so much to me. You look amazing, by the way."

She laughed, "Thank you! But you're absolutely gorgeous! Sorry, I completely forgot to introduce myself. I'm Nadia, Tom's girlfriend."

Of fucking course.

You raised your eyebrows, but managed to keep a smile on your face, "Oh! I've heard so much about you! Well, Tom's one lucky guy," you chuckled, "I'd love to chat some more, but I need to use the washroom. Excuse me. It was a pleasure meeting you." you gave her a hoaxed smile before quickly walking away.

You were two feet away from the washroom when Zendaya grabbed your arm, "What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost or something."

Your breaths were coming out in short puffs, "I just met Nadia?"

Her eyes widened before she dragged you towards Tuwaine's room, "Okay. Let's sit down."

'Oh, I hope you're happy, but not like how you were with me. I'm selfish, I know. I can't let you go,'

"You should move in here." Tom mumbled against your shirt.

You let out a small laugh, "You already have four roommates, love. One more might turn this into a barn."

He lifted his head off of your chest, "I'm serious. Driving from Manchester to Kingston all the time is such a hassle for you. We have recording studios here and it would make me the happiest man in the world if I could wake up to your gorgeousness everyday." he planted kisses on your forehead, nose and lips.

You chuckled at his boyish grin, "It's only a three hour drive and I'm sure the boys don't want me imposing on your time with them."

He quickly shook his head, "I already talked to them about it and they want you here, too."

You raised your eyebrows, "Well, if you're sure it'll make you the happiest man in the world, I'll think about it."

"You already make me the happiest man in the world, but I needed something to convince you." he rested his head on your chest again as you laughed.

'So find someone great, but don't find no one better. I hope you're happy, but don't be happier.'

"Are we ordering pizza?" Harrison yawned from beside you on the couch.

"Sushi?" you grinned hopefully.

Tuwaine shook his head, "We had sushi last night."

"Tom and I are making dinner for you guys!" Nadia reminded you from the kitchen.

Her arms wrapped around Tom's waist as he stirred whatever was in the pan he had on the stove.

You really hated their open floor layout at that moment since there wasn't a wall to block them from your view.

"Oh, yeah. What're you making?" Sam asked.

"Salmon with rice and steamed veggies." Tom answered without looking up from the pan.

Everyone made noises of realization as you turned to Harry, "Aliens or a tiger. Which do you think you could beat in a fight?" he asked.

You laughed before replying, "Hmm, depends. Are the aliens small or—"

"Tommy!" you heard a girly giggle and turned to see Tom with Nadia over his shoulder as they laughed and ran around the kitchen.

You quickly diverted your gaze to the coffee table. Forgetting about Harry's absurd question. All eyes were on you.

"What?" you asked when you finally looked up at your friends.

"Are you okay?" Harrison frowned from beside you before resting his head on your shoulder.

You let out a dry, quiet laugh, "Of course. As long as he's happy."

The looks of pity you received were almost as painful as the scene you witnessed moments ago.

'And do you tell her she's the most beautiful girl you've ever seen? An eternal love bullshit you know you'll never mean,'

"Premiere day!" Zendaya walked into your shared hotel room with a bright smile, Nadia following behind her.

You faked a smile as you applied another coat of mascara, "You girls look gorgeous."

Zendaya was in a red and black sequin gown. Hair down and heels on. Nadia was dressed in a maroon silk dress with a slit on the side. Black heels dawning her feet. Both had makeup and accessories on matching their attire.

You were in an emerald green gown with a slit running down your left leg. Silver heels and silver jewellery to match.

"So do you!" Nadia exclaimed as she sat on Zendaya's bed.

"Are the boys coming soo—" Zendaya got cut off by three loud knocks on the door.

"I'll get it!" Nadia jumped up and opened the door.

Tom was stood before her in a maroon suit. Matching her dress. Black dress shoes. Matching her heels. Glasses on and a bright smile.

You watched as Tom ran his eyes down Nadia's outfit, "Well, aren't you just the most beautiful girl in the world?" he planted a kiss on her lips as you witnessed with envy.

"Aw, Tommy. I love you."

"I love you more, darling." he grinned before looking behind her.

Heart wrenching pain struck you again.

You watched as his mouth fell open by the slightest bit. Eyes growing wider.

He quickly snapped out of his daze, placing a pearly white smile on, "You two look absolutely stunning."

You acknowledged his compliment with a curt nod.

Zendaya let out a laugh, "Yup. About to out do you at your own premiere."

'Remember when I believed you meant it when you said it first to me?'

"Green or white?" you held up both dresses against your body.

Tom looked up from his phone, "Both of them will look amazing on you, love."

You sighed, "I appreciate the compliment, but I am meeting Sebastian Stan tonight. Now is not the time for indecisiveness. One of them will make me look bad and I need to know which one."

The Infinity War premiere was in two hours and your anxiety was growing by the minute.

"C'mere." he motioned you towards him with a 'come hither' gesture as he sat on the edge of the hotel bed. You made your way towards him. Standing in between his legs as he wrapped his arms around your waist, "You are the most beautiful girl in the world. Absolutely gorgeous. You could make the ugliest dress look like something from a fairytale."

Your smile grew as he kissed your stomach, "Thank you, mi amor." you bent down and placed a peck on his forehead, leaning your head against his, you whispered, "Now, green or white?"

He chuckled and pecked your lips, "White."

You smiled before making your way to put on the white dress, "I love you."

"I love you more, darling."

'And now I'm picking her apart. Like cutting her down will make you miss my wretched heart. But she's beautiful, she looks kind. She probably gives you butterflies.'

"I don't like her." you murmured.

Zendaya chuckled, "Nadia? You barely know the girl."

You nodded, "And I don't like her. I don't like her giggles and her nickname for him. I don't like her hair."

You knew you were looking for things to dislike, but there weren't any. She was a fan of your music, she complimented you all the time. She was genuinely a great person.

She sighed, "No, you don't like the fact that she's dating Tom. If she wasn't, you wouldn't be saying any of this."

You rolled your eyes and glared at her, "Can you let me be angry?"

She laid herself down on your mattress, "Nope. If you wanna be angry, be angry at Tom. Nadia hasn't done anything to you. You're better than this."

"God, I hate your optimistic side sometimes." you threw a pillow at her.

She laughed, "One of us needs to be the optimist."

You sighed, "Do you think he misses me?"

"Yes." she replied without hesitation.

You sat up and furrowed your eyebrows, "What makes you say that?"

She let out a long breath, "You need to talk to him about that."

'I hope you're happy. I wish you all the best, really. Say you love her, baby. Just not like you loved me. And think of me fondly when your hands are on her. I hope you're happy, but don't be happier.'

"And you're dead." you dropped the controller on your lap as you defeated Harrison in Super Smash Bros again.

He huffed like a child, "Unfair. I taught you how to play, how'd you get better than me?"

"Actually, I taught her how to play. And I am ten times better than you." Tuwaine corrected him.

Harrison scoffed, "Whatever. Sweaty nerds, the both of you."

Nadia spoke up from Tom's lap, "Can I try?"

You nodded, "Who do you wanna go against?"

She chuckled, "I think I'll verse Harrison. Seeing as how Y/N just kicked your ass, I wanna at least have a chance."

Her comment made you laugh as you handed her the controller and watched them pick their characters. You watched as Tom set his phone down and focused on the screen where his girlfriend chose Pichu.

"Choose Kirby." Tom told her.

She furrowed her eyebrows, "Why? Pichu is so cute."

"Y/N always plays as Kirby and she always wins. With that stupid power absorbing ability." he chuckled as his eyes landed on you.

You felt your heart skip a beat at the small detail he remembered before you played it off with a light laugh, "Not my fault you thought Luigi could beat Kirby everytime we played."

'Ooo-ooo, ooo-ooo, ooo-ooo,'

You pressed on the keys of the piano in the boys' home. Singing your heart out. You still had your spare key and Harrison told you no one was home.

You were waiting for them to return from golfing so you could have your Sunday night dinners. It's been nearly four months since your breakup with Tom. Your album was due to be released on May twenty-first and you were letting the still evident pain fuel your lyrics.

"I hope you're happy, just not like how you were with me. I'm selfish, I know. I can't let you go. So find someone great, but don't find no one better. I hope you're happy, but don't be happier." you faded out the piano and pressed stop on the recording on your phone.

Writing down small notes about the song and things to tweak, your thoughts were quickly interrupted.

"I'm not."

Your head snapped up. Tom was leaning against the doorframe behind you. Tears escaping his eyes.

"T-Tom. I'm sorry. Haz told me the house was empty and I just started playing and- Wait. What did you say?" realization dawned on you.

He stepped closer and sat beside you on the piano bench, "I'm not happier. Hell, I'm not even happy." he gave a pathetic attempt at a laugh, staring straight at the black and white keys.

Your mind was trying to catch up with everything happening, trying to register his words, the state he was in. Grey sweats, black tee. Messy hair and red eyes.

"Why?"

He released a heavy sigh, "There's so many things you could be asking 'why' about. Why did I break up with you? Why am I with Nadia? Why am I not happy? Why the hell am I crying? Which one is it, Y/L/N?"

You blinked a few times, "All of them."

He sniffled and rubbed his face, "I felt like I was holding you back." he started, catching a glimpse of your confused expression, he continued, "You hadn't released any music in over year. There were so many articles saying that I was the reason that the biggest pop star in the world was quitting music. I didn't want to be the reason for that."

"You weren't and you aren't." you assured him.

He shrugged, "I just felt like you would do a lot better without me. And you are. Look at you, your fifth album is coming out next month." he nudged you with his shoulder, "I'm proud of you," he smiled.

"T-thank you."

He nodded, "Anyways, why am I with Nadia? Um, a few days after we broke up, I went to a friend's place to distract myself, as one does. She was there. She was a distraction. I never meant for it to get this far. You know, she actually asked me to be her boyfriend." he chuckled dryly to himself as you listened intently. "I guess, I thought it'd be easier to move on if I had something else to pour my love into?"

You nodded slowly, "Okay, I somewhat get that. So you really do love her?"

He quickly shook his head, "No, no, I don't. I mean, I can't. No one can truly love two people at once. And I think that answers the question of why I'm not happy." he paused and faced you completely, "I'm crying because hearing that song and hearing how evident your pain in it is, that will make anyone cry. I'm crying because I miss you and I miss us. I-I miss what we had and what we were. I miss your kisses and your stupid jokes that only you laugh at. I miss going on walks with you and Tess. I just miss you."

There was a long period of silence after his confession. You were trying to process all the information he was giving. He was cursing himself for being so straightforward. The longer it went without a response from you, the more anxious he got. He grabbed your hands, holding them to his lips.

"Please say something. Anything."

Déjà vu.

You swallowed, "You want honesty?" he nodded, "Okay, I was so mad at you. I-I was infuriated. Y-you told me you weren't ready to give a hundred percent of yourself and that you couldn't be in a relationship until you could give all of yourself to that person. Then a month later, you're with her. Making me feel like you just couldn't give yourself to me." you paused and shook your head, "You could've told me the truth. You should've told me the truth. We could've talked about it. We could've avoided months of awkward run ins and no communication." he nodded, still holding your hands in his, "I'm not gonna lie and say I don't miss you because I do, I miss you more than anything, but we shouldn't be doing this or saying these things while you're with her." you removed your hands from his.

He spent a moment looking down at his fingers. Releasing short breaths. "I don't want to be with her."

"But you are. And I don't want you to break up with her for me. Because that's not how things work, Tom. But you shouldn't stay with her either. Especially if this is how you're feeling. That's just unfair to her." you shook your head and felt your mind clear.

He nodded and met your gaze, "This is the end of us, huh?"

You shook your head, "I don't think there will ever be an end to us." you laughed dryly.

He agreed with a smile, "For forever and a day, remember?"

You nodded, "For forever and a day."

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The Cause Of That

Hi guys!! This would be my official return to tumblr! And recently I've gotten into Invincible so why not write something for that, I'm sorry if Mark is kinda OOC I just need to get back into the swing of things, anyways enjoy!!

‘I need to get out of here.’ That was the only thing on your mind as you ran out of the Grayson driveway. If you were caught, it was going to be the end of you.

You felt your legs tense up and you limped away. It all started off so well what went so wrong..

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“Mark! This is (Y/n), (Y/n) this is Mark!” Will had introduced you two in the middle of the school year. You’d just moved there, your parents receiving an amazing work opportunity out in the city. It was your first day and during your first class, Art, you met Will. He was a bit eccentric and over the top but it amused you and made you smile.

So here you were now nervously fiddling with your fingers holding a packed lunch. Will nudged your side snapping you out of the temporary daze you found yourself in. “Oh um, hi!” You looked back down instantly feeling embarrassed.

“D-Don't be! Um you can sit down, I'm not saving that seat for anyone.” Mark said, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. You let out a smile chuckle and sat down.

You jumped as Will looked down at his phone as it rang. The sound shocked you, and you looked away. It was obvious how jumpy you were around these two. “Hold on getting a call, I'll be right back, you two talk.” Will said, pointing before turning around and leaving the cafeteria.

“So are you new here? I have never seen you around here before.”

“ It's actually my first day, I just moved here a week ago.” You replied, opening up your lunch and taking a bite from your sandwich. “I barely know where I’m going half the time.” Mark laughed showing his pure white teeth.

“I can show you around if you want, I've basically lived here my whole life so you could say I'm kinda the expert with knowing... where to go??” Mark said and shrugged.

“Sure that sounds fun, we could hang out sometime, I'm basically always free.” Mark smiled. You two continued talking, connecting over your shared interests, and even made plans over the weekend to meet at his house.

Will came back and slide next to you. He intertwined his fingers and rested his head, his eyes darting between the two of you. You stopped abruptly and looked over at the blonde.

“Well it's obvious that you two have been bonding.”

“Shut up Will.” Mark said, flinging a piece of food at him.

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That weekend you arrived at the Grayson household with a tote slung over your body. You took in a deep breath before knocking on the door. You stood back fumbling with your fingers. The door opened revealing a woman and an older man, both of them looking to be in their late 30’s. “Hi, Im (Y/n).” You held out your hand trying to be nice.

The lady smiled and took your hand. “Wow you're so polite, I'm assuming you're here for Mark.” You smiled and nodded. “Great, come in, I'm sure he'll be down any minute.” She patted your back as you walked through the door. You sat down on the couch and looked around at your surroundings.

“You have a lovely house.” You compliment, rocking back and forth anxious.

“Why thank you! I like you already. You're very polite.” The lady said fixing you a cup of water. “I swear if that boy doesn't hurry up-” You laughed, taking the cup from her hands.

“He's supposed to be showing me around to-”

“So (Y/n) is this like a date.” The big bulkier man bore his eyes into you making you shift in your seat.

“I dont kn-now sir.” You stopped mid sentence to take a gulp, eyes darting quickly just to avoid not looking at the imitdating man. You looked at the staircase just to see Mark rushing down in a hurry. “Oh hey Mark!” You jumped up grabbing your tote. Mark walked up to you and gave you a hug before turning around to look at his parents.

“You guys weren't bothering her right??” He asked, holding your shoulder.

“Of course not! Plus she's a keeper for sure Mark. Oh and (Y/n) you can call me Debbie and this is Nolan.”

“I'm pretty sure I'll stick to Mr and Mrs Grayson, but thanks either way.” You said as Mark started ushering you out of the room and to the front door.

“That's great but we best get going, byee!” Mark called giving you a final shove out the door and closing the door behind you two. As he pushed you though, you fell on the concrete scrapping your arm a bit. Mark turned around, placing a hand over his mouth. “Shit I'm so sorry!” Mark leaned down and pulled you up.

“Its okay, now let's go out! I wanna see everything interesting!” You beamed, Mark said, giving you a small smile.

“Alright Miss, since you asked, it's best to experience it all by walking.”

“Ugh I hate you Mark Grayson.”

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But that was in the past. You didn't have time to reminisce about that, you needed to escape and skip town. You didn't know where you’d go but you just needed to move. Maybe you could hide out somewhere until you knew how you were leaving town.

You racked your brain until you finally came to the concussion of going to stay with Amber. You were good friends with her until Mark lost it. With a set place in mind you picked up your pace and limped quicker. Anything to escape.

When you reached Amber's place you banged on the door looking around frantically. When Amber opened the door you pushed yourself inside.

“(Y/n)!! Is that you? I've been literally been looking for you for over 2 months, you can't just come ba-”

“Amber, I just need somewhere to stay and hide for a bit.” You pleaded. “At Least for the night, please.” Amber looked off and nodded. She ushered you to her room and pulled out a set of clothes handing them to you.

“Go clean up while I see what I can do alright?” Amber said, patting your back. You nodded and left to go to the bathroom. You looked at yourself in a mirror for the first time in a long time. You looked like a wreck. You looked pale and your hair, even though Mark took care of it, was uneven. You sighed and started to run bath water as you looked at all the bruises on your body. You rubbed them as you stepped into the tub and washed off. You cut your hair, made everything right as for much to remember. Your memory was altered to the extreme, your memories fading quicker than you remembered.

You shook your head as you took a look at your improved appearance for the final time. With that you opened the door to see one but Mark. He wore the harshest glare and the sickest most demented smile was plastered on his face. You quickly tried to close the door only for Mark to hold it open with his foot and come inside slamming the door shut behind him. You looked at the window above the toilet and started to climb and try to pop out the stained glass. You felt your knuckles start to bruise as you heard the glass start to crack.

“Oh no you dont.” You yelped as Mark grabbed your ankle to pull you down. He used his other hand to gran at your side so you could look up at him. He wore his invincible suit but his mask was gone making you face the reality and how deep into trouble you were because of the current situation.

“Now when I expected to finish taking care of the next big issue, I was going to come home and check on you, then we would've done whatever you wanted. But no I got a call from fucking Amber saying that you appeared in her house magically. Now that puts more pressure on us because guess what…” Mark paused and looked at you with a brow rose. You looked past him. “Answer me.”

“I-I don't kn-” Mark squeezed tighter. You ticked him off.

“Of course you dont. You didn't think that far. She's going to start asking for you but she doesn't know you're locked up with me. So you're going to come home, with me. Now.” Mark didn't say another word as he picked you up and opened the door.

Amber stood there, a worried expression etched on her face. “Is she going to be alright?”

“I'm going to take her home. Her parents must miss her.”

“Good, thanks for coming, Mark, I know she will trust you.”

“No problem Amber, I'll talk to you later.”

“Alright, be safe.”

Then Mark took off out a nearby window. He lied straight to her face, you both knew damn well that your parents were dead. And you couldn't do anything about it.

“Shh don't cry sweetie, your going to be home soon.” Mark stroked your hair trying to calm you down but you kept heaving. Everything was wrong… And he would always be the cause of that.

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