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luvyeni · 8 months

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❛WANNA MAKE A MOVIE?❜ ( l. heeseung )

p. lee heeseung x fem!reader w. 1.4k

warnings? unprotected sex, oral (m. receiving), fingering, squirting, size kink, dirty talk, filming

— 𖦹 ( when heeseung finds your old camera and it turns into you both making a amateur porn video ) !

"what's this?" heeseung held the old camera in his hand. "it's a camera i bought when i thought i wanted to be a youtuber." you said , eyes on the t.v watching your show. "what changed?" you shrugged. "i didn't feel like having to edit." he rolled his eyes. "so lazy."

he examined the camera , finding the power button , testing it. "mmh , still works." you weren't paying attention to him , focused on your show — he pressed record , turning the camera to you. "the camera doesn't do you justice baby , you look way better in person." you laughed.

"hee , baby what are you- yah i don't have any make-up on , and my hair is a mess" you covered your face. "and look at what im wearing." he shrugged , you looked good to him , he loved when you dolled up , but he loved you even more when you were makeup less and wearing just some sleep shorts and a tank top. "you still look just as sexy to me." he said. "maybe even sexier."

"shut up." you rolled your eyes , he laughed , still recording , now standing at the foot of your bed. "heeseung." you tried sound stern , but he just laughed. "what , i just want to film my pretty girlfriend , is that too much to ask?" you were about to make a argument , when an idea popped into your head.

"should we make a movie , and post it?"

heeseung's eyes widened , surely there was no way you were implying what he thought you were. "wh-what?" he stuttered , you chuckled moving from your spot at the top of the bed , down to the foot where he was standing , right in front of him , on your knees in front of his cock which was hardening in his pants , as you took your top off , your boobs bouncing with impact , he lowered the camera. "should we make a movie and post it?"

his cock twitched in his pants , so you were suggesting what he thought. "y-you want to film a porn and post it to the internet?" you nodded , toying with his belt buckle. "what about your face being in the camera?"

you pulled his pants down , his hands shakily hold the camera. "you know how to do all editing , right?" you grabbed the ends of his boxers , pulling them down , freeing his cock , jerking him off , that's where you had him. "fu-fuck baby alright , we do it if you want."

you took his cock into your mouth , he let out a loud guttural moan , you took him all the way down your throat. "fu-fuck baby." he tried his best to keep the camera on you. "your mouth feels so fucking good."

you bobbed your head up and down on his cock , stroking and twisting what you couldn't fit into his mouth. "your tiny little mouth." he groaned , grabbing the back of your head. "come on baby , i know you can take me all the way , take it down your throat." he pushed your head , forcing the rest of his cock down your throat , you gagged , your throat tightening around his cock. "oh fuck , im gonna cum , 'wanna cum -shit- wanna cum on your face" you hummed around his cock , spit trailing from his cock as you pulled him from your swollen lips.

he looked into camera lense , you looked so fucking good on camera , your teary eyes , and puffy lips as you jerked him off. "fu-fuck , a little faster." he groaned , you sped up , looking up into the camera where he was looking. "pl-please cum on my face." you whimper. "i want it." that was enough to make the band in his stomach to snap.

"ngh , shit , im cumming!" he shot his load all over your face , making sure to also cover your tits , he loves cumming on your tits. "fuck baby , lay back for me baby." he kicked his pants that pooled around his ankles off , as you crawled back to the top , taking your shorts and underwear off. he climbed on the bed , tapping your legs. "spread those legs princess , let the camera see your pretty pussy." you whined , spreading them.

"fuck , so wet baby." he groaned , tapping your clit , focusing the camera on your cunt. "you must really like sucking my cock , you're dripping." he chuckled , pushing two fingers into your hole. "fuck heeseung." you moaned. "relax baby , just wanna stretch this pussy out for my cock." he moved his finger in and out of your cunt.

his fingers curled inside you , hitting your spot. "is that it?" he repeated , you moaned. "is this the spot that makes your pretty little head go fuzzy." heeseung was a dirty talker forsure , but him recording turned it up tenfolds. "your dropping on my hand baby , such a messy pussy."

you were a mess , his finger alone had you quivering , your orgasm building up in your stomach as he fucked you. "h-heeseung -fuck- hee im gonna cum." you whined , squirming. "cum for then" he rubbed your clit. "show the camera how you cum for me." you moaned loudly as you came , gushing around his fingers. "fuuuuck that's it , cum for me."

he pulled his fingers out of your cunt , "good girl , you made such a mess for the camera." he stroked his cock , lining it up with your entrance. "you ready pretty baby?" you nodded. "y-yes fuck please fu- shit! " your plea was interrupted by him sliding his cock into your hole. "sh-shit baby you're so tight."

he panned the camera up to your boobs , groaning as watched them bounce as he fucked into you. "such pretty tits princess." he reached up , pinching them. "all covered in my cum , i wish the camera could see that pretty face covered in my cum too." he grunted. "but that's just for me right?" you moaned out a yes. "good girl."

he lowered the camera back down to where you connected. "poor baby , your little pussy is being stretched to it's limits , my cock is splitting you open." he put his hand on your stomach , pressing down , you screamed. "that's me right there." he grunted. "im in your tummy baby."

you felt it again , your orgasm approaching , about to hit you like a ton of bricks. "i can feel you tightening around me princess -fuck- you gonna cum?" he groaned. "cum for me princess , so i can breed you." that was the final blow , your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came , your juices squirting out , wetting his cock along with his abdomen. "fuck you just squirted."

he fucked into you harder , chasing his own orgasm , the camera still in his hand as he moaned and groaned. "oh shit , gonna fill you up nicely , breed your little pussy until overflowing with my seed." he thrusted a few more times , you whined. "hee-heesung , too much."

"im almost there baby -fuck- almost -shit- ." his abdomen flexed. "fuck im cumming!" he cursed , filling your cunt up , his cum seeping out of you. "shit , i came so much." he pulled out , watching the cum drip from you puffy cunt. he made sure to film it. "they're gonna love you baby."

THE NEXT MORNING

you were awoken to what seemed like moans. "heeseung are you seriously watching porn right now?" you groaned. "yeah , i found this new one , the girk is so fucking hot." your eyes were open because you thought your ears might've been deceiving you. "excuse me?"

"yeah , everyone is talking about her , it already has like a million views and like like thousands of likes , everyone is talking about how hot she is , and how they wish they could see her face , and how they wish it was them fucking her." you sat fully ready to curse him out , but then you saw his smile.

"are you smiling after telling me how hot another girl is?" you scoffed. "you want to die?" he quickly shoved the phone in your face before you actually murder him. "what is this i don't wan-" your mouth hung opened , it was you. "that's me."

"yeah , it's you , i stayed up after you fell asleep to edited it and post it." he said , reading through the comment , reading them out loud , making your ears heat up. "okay , okay stop it , im getting embarrassed." he laughed turning the video off , pulling you into a hug. "i told you , the camera loves you." he kissed your temples.

"my little pornstar."

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uglyducklingofthe2000s · 5 months

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hihihihihihi oscar :))

Oscar and reader have been together since they met in boarding school so like 16? 17? The reader is well known singer and is pretty famous. Oscar and reader have never confirmed their relationship online but most of their friends (like f2-f3) and all their families know, the world doesn’t really know that oscar and the reader are friends. I think it would be really cool if before the japan race oscar and the reader we’re seen by the paparazzi and a photo of them kissing was leaked and the grid were shocked that oscar was with the famous singer and none of the drivers knew about their relationship, so on race day the reader and oscar walk in holding hands as it’s the first she could get to because she was on tour, and the grid is like super shocked and suprised, some are definitely fan girling seeing their favorite singer. And Oscar got his first podium that weekend so the reader is super proud and it’s a cute moment

Package Deal - OP81

Ok, the revised request like we talked about just taking the famous!reader element out making it a childhood friends and sort of secret relationship. Accidentally kind of made this for the girlies whose love language is acts of service, but also you can still read if not. It's not a crucial theme throughout.

Edit: I completely forgot to include his first podium because I chose to base this in the Singapore weekend, I'm so sorry and that was an idiot move which I only realise literally 5 seconds after uploading but you guys are quick and it already had likes so I didn't want to delete it.

Oscar knew that his position in F1 could always force y/n into a spotlight that she wasn't all that confident about being in. She loves him regardless of his racing career, he could quite tomorrow and she'd not even blink an eye.

He has purposely kept y/n from the knowledge of everyone. The one exception being Logan who has known Oscar for years, about as long as y/n and Oscar have been together. Mark knows because he's been around Oscar a lot as his manager, but he still doesn't really know a lot about y/n. But not even Lando or Zak have learned about her which is really showing just how little she spends time with him in the realm of F1.

If she attends races, she never comes to the paddock by his side. Only going to races along side his family when they attend or she hides out in the VIP section. Thankfully most of the time other fans in that section keep to themselves and she doesn't have to worry about someone asking why she's there on her own.

Admittedly it's been getting harder recently, not harder for them to essentially act like strangers once they're out the hotel room, but it's harder for Oscar emotionally and while y/n hasn't been showing it.

In F2, no one media was really involved with his personal life the way F1 media pushes it's way into driver's lives. So the change from F2 to F1 has meant that it's entirely changed what they can do. Even the fans make it harder, as much as he loves and appreciates their support. They make it hard to hide a relationship.

As Oscar watches y/n cook them breakfast, just going about their normal day when he's not away for work.

"Y/n." Oscar murmurs catching her attention from the bacon.

It's a cheat day and he appreciates nothing more than her making the simple breakfast of a bacon sandwich.

"Yes?" Y/n smiles sweetly looking especially tired looking with her hair thrown up in a bun just to get it out the way and her eyes slightly puffy eyes still fresh from having woken up.

"Do you...think we need to go shopping for food?" Oscar asks losing his courage part way through about asking if she'd be ready to maybe step out from the shadows.

"Yeah, we can go shopping for food...usually I do it without you, it'll be nice to have your company." Y/n smiles while serving up the sandwich. "I do like playing domestic with you."

Y/n smiles running a hand through Oscar's hair then leaning over and kissing him.

"Are you eating?" Oscar asks knowing that y/n will often forget about herself when he's around because she's just so focused on him and making sure he's taken care of while she's actually around to do it.

"Yeah, mine's just over there." she nods pointing at her own plate still next to the stove.

Oscar gets up literally placing her in his seat before moving to get her plate and placing it down in front of her while she watches with a small smile that she's clearly trying to hide.

"Sorry." She murmurs jokingly knowing he's just trying to make sure she feels taken care of too. But really she just likes doing things for him while he's there.

"I just like retiring the favour and making sure you actually take care of yourself too. I love you."

"I love you too. So much." Y/n smiles then pausing. "Please eat now."

"Yep, eating." Oscar nods while she smiles in triumph.

Despite having hoped to at least discuss their relationship slowly makes steps towards a more public status. Oscar didn't have the chance to finally say something before something happened that has never happened between.

Zak sent a message with question marks of Oscar and y/n in the food store. Y/n having climbed in the trolley because she got tired so Oscar started pushing her around and at some point she'd got up on her knees to kiss him. That moment was captured on camera along with several others but with less PDA.

Lando was next but he was just calling the Aussie.

"Are you dating someone? Why did you not tell me? Who is she? When did you meet her? How have you met someone during all this travelling? How did you meet her and I haven't met her?" Lando questions feeling close enough to Oscar now that he should know all this and yet he doesn't. "Is she there? Is that why you're not talking?"

"She's in the other room." Oscar murmurs then groaning as Logan sends a message trying to inform Oscar of the photos that are circulating, already too late. "We are dating, I didn't really tell anyone, she's someone I met back before I was even in F2."

"Y-You've had a girlfriend the entire 10 months we've been teammates and you never brought her to the races?" Lando asks sounding almost hurt? But more as if he's hurt for y/n more than anything.

"No. She's been to races, she just doesn't come into the paddock with me and spend time with me at races." Oscar admits before seeing y/n walk in. "Y/n, baby. Lando wants to meet you."

There's a definite look of shock and near horror on her face, before he beckons her over with a reassuring smile while Lando waits patiently.

"Hi, Lando." Y/n smiles watching Lando toss his head back in disbelief of how sweet she sounds, and just how that greeting was evidence enough that Oscar has the perfect match. Not to mention just the way Oscar is looking at her while she makes a little wave at Lando through the screen before she laughs at Lando's reaction. "What?"

"Just I can't believe Oscar has kept you hidden." Lando states though really he knows better than anyone that the WAGs can become a victim of being torn into very quickly without much reason other than fans jealousy. But even hiding her from the team, that's new.

"Not completely...Logan third wheels us sometimes." Y/n smiles and the offended expression on Lando's face is so readable the friendship between the teammates might've just ended.

"I can't believe-"

"Logan met y/n at the same time as me before F2. Plus really nothing was hidden in F2...just neither of us posted about each other online and in F2 no one cares about your love life." Oscar explains trying to justify it. "Zak didn't even know. He's just send me questions too."

"Good luck."

Lando ends up off the phone and after a brief but uneventful phone call with Zak which consists of Oscar explaining that this is a long term relationship and nothing new, but people just didn't know about it.

Y/n waits until Oscar has finished up then she smiles when he joins her on the sofa, groaning as he lies on top of her. She was already lying on her stomach so she just gets sandwiched between the sofa cushions and Oscar. Feeling him places a few light kisses on her neck.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be stupid, baby. I know you've been struggling with keeping everything hidden, you don't hide your emotions as well with me as you do with everyone else. Plus even if you weren't, this was always inevitable. Unless we broke up, and I really hope that won't happen."

"It's not going to happen. I promise a million times over." Oscar states while she smiles still looking away from him since he's on top of her.

"It's going to be a big change."

"It is."

"Can you handle it?"

"Yeah, I think so. I guess we'll see." Y/n smiles before reaching a hand back to push through his hair. "So long as I've got you, nothing really matters, that's how it's always been."

"You're all I need really."

The following race is Singapore and to say the least, having y/n there around the paddock, meeting everyone. Finally explaining that actually herself and Oscar of 6 years of a strong, unwavering relationship. Which Logan vouched for them.

"6 years...that's longer than I've even been in F1...so you were teenagers?" Lando questions making y/n hesitate at his painfully easy maths but nod.

"16 to be specific, mate." Oscar nods while Lando hums seeming deep in thought while looking between the two. "What?"

"Just...I've never actually seen you happy to just sit and talk. I thought I could get you to smile but...you haven't stopped smiling. It's nice. We need to have you around more often, y/n. It's nice seeing him smile this much."

"Oh wow...thanks, Lando." Y/n smiles not expecting to feel so touched by something Lando said like that. In fact she thought that Lando really took nothing so serious and just expected him to be cracking jokes and making sassy or sarcastic comments.

Oscar ends up being called to the ice bath where y/n gasps excitedly since Oscar said the ice baths suck. She had to try and make them more interesting.

Unlike Lando, Oscar is not exactly thirst-trap material in the way that he doesn't naturally pose for a camera and his introverted nature just makes him a little too awkward. She thinks he's godly, but admittedly the cameras don't capture it that way.

"Look, I got you ducks." Y/n beams catching him just as he settles in the freezing water. "So you're not alone in there."

The social media manager can't even stop herself from "aww"ing at y/n as the ducks are placed in front of Oscar.

"Thank you baby. Gimme a kiss." Oscar smiles as Lando arrives for the apparently team-bonding ice bath.

"You two are already calling me single in so many languages." Lando sighs as he sinks down into the water.

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ponderingmoonlight · 3 months

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Sukuna comforting you after a breakup

Pairing: Sukuna x reader

Word Count: 627

Notes: I don't know who needs to read this but somehow I needed to write it inspired by that edit I saw on Instagram a few days ago

Imagine Sukuna laying his eyes on your puny figure sitting on the completely destroyed sidewalk while you cry your heart out in the middle of Shibuya.

“Why the hell are you sitting there crying like a baby?”

“Leave me alone”, you mutter into your hands.

He furrows his eyebrows, body drawing closer to you. Did those words really leave your mouth? Nobody ever dares to talk to him like that. Especially not when you're all alone out here with Gojo being sealed.

“Don’t you know who I am, stupid girl?”

“I don’t give a damn about who you are. Just leave”, you bark at him.

Why? Why on earth did it end like this? You really thought you could make it, that your relationship can be saved if you put the work in it, that you’ll be able to change yourself. But then this call came in, only minutes before you arrived in Shibuya.

“It’s over, (y/n).”

It’s over. How is it supposed to be over when it didn’t even start yet? How is it supposed to be over when your heart still aches for the tender touch of your love, for the smile that haunts you in your dreams, for this one person alone? A new wave of tears swells up your puffy eyes and takes your sight, body still numb in agony. This can’t be true. It shouldn’t have ended like this.

Your heart sinks through your shaky fingertips onto the floor, bleeds out when reality hits you like a wall.

But it definitely is over.

“You’re lucky I’m having a good day.”

His voice is suddenly next to you, forces your eyes to dart up. This is Yuji. No…Just one look into his blank eyes is enough for you to realize that Sukuna himself is sitting next to you, nipping on a coke as if he isn’t the king of curses.

You should be scared. Fuck, you should scream in horror and try to run away. But instead, you just stare at him blankly. Does it even matter what happens to you anymore?

“What is it?”

“What is what?”, you try to avoid his question.

Oh god, as if it isn’t bad enough that you’re sitting here like an idiot while crying your heart out.

“What is all of this about?”

You swallow hard. There is no way out of this, no chance to escape the piercing gaze of his. You will have to tell him the truth.

“I’ve got dumped today”, you mutter.

“Dumped”, he repeats dryly.

“Dumped.”

“And that’s what you’re crying about? Some random guy?”

“It wasn’t just a random guy”, you bite back in a desperate attempt to defend yourself.

No, more like the one you imagined your future with, the one you wanted to adopt a dog or cat with, the one who was supposed to stay. But now all of this is gone in the wind. Your past, your present, your future. Everything went black.

“You know what makes me so damn strong?”

What? You blink away your tears, confusion written on your face. What on earth is he talking about?

“Because you killed countless people, are older than dinosaurs…-“

“Because I never let a love story distract me from my own strength.”

“What are you talking about?”, you huff in response, shaking your head in sheer disbelief.

What is that supposed to mean? You’re not Ryomen Sukuna, you aren’t a special grade sorcerer, you are…A no one, not even able to keep your relationship up. Fuck, you should have worked on yourself like you've promised over and over, shouldn't have started fights over things that wouldn't have changed anyway. You...You are the problem.

“Shouldn’t you be strong on your own as well?”

You have to blink a few times, mind trying to process the meaning of his words. Sukuna throws away the empty cup of coke and gets up, casually straightening his clothes before yanking your chin upwards, forcing you to stare straight into his red eyes.

“You don’t need anyone. Now get your puny self up and stop giving other people that power over you. If I see you crying over that relationship again, I’ll kill you right on the spot. Got it?”

Your heart flutters uncontrollably in your chest, hands shaking by the sheer force of his words. Why does he have to be so damn right? Why…why do you suddenly feel better?

“Got it”, you breathe out, clenching your trembling fingers into a tight fist.

Yeah, you got it.

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okkotsuslut · 1 year

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Revenge

warnings: mdni 18+, oral sex (receiving), unprotected sex, creampie, revenge sex

typed in lowercase, not edited

summary: you catch your boyfriend ran cheating on you. rindou helps you get revenge.

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you had known the haitani brothers for about 6 years now. you met them in high school and started dating ran during your second year.

when the both of them joined bonten, ran started to change. he became distant and work always came first.

it was your 21st birthday and you had planned to go out to a fancy restaurant with him. the two of you were supposed to have left an hour ago but he wasn't responding to his calls or texts.

this wouldn't be the first time he had stood you up.

a few months ago, he left you standing in the rain at the cemetery. it was the date of your parents death and he said he would go with you to visit their grave. after about an hour of standing and waiting for him in the cold, rindou showed up. telling you that ran couldn't make it and he was sorry.

that night you sat in rindou's car crying, while he consoled you.

rindou was always there for you. in high school and even now. whenever his brother would do something questionable he always looked at you with a sad look in his eyes.

one year ran forgot to get you a christmas present and you caught rindou scribbling out his name on the tag and writing "from ran" instead.

rindou was the first person to wish you a happy birthday. sending you a text at midnight and a digital gift card for $500.

you contemplated what to do and decided to send a text to him, asking if he knew where ran was.

he sent you a location and right after said, "don't tell him that i told you."

you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. why was ran at a club right now?

you got in your car and followed the directions to the location that rindou sent.

once you got there, it was pretty hard to miss ran. he was seated in the back of the club with tons of women surrounding him. you tried to give him the benefit of the doubt but he pulled one of the girls onto his lap and started kissing her.

tears spilled out of your eyes as you ran out of the club and back to your car. you were too shocked to confront him. you had to process what you had just seen.

you called rindou and told him to meet you back at your place.

he was already there when you arrived back to your and ran's shared apartment. it was in a beautiful high rise that overlooked the city. rindou's apartment was a floor below yours.

you had finally stopped crying but your face was all red and puffy.

he stood up and walked over to you, placing his hand on your cheek.

"how long?" you questioned, choking back a sob that was threatening to escape.

"about a year." he had a sad look on his face. "i'm sorry i didn't tell you sooner."

you looked away, biting your lip to stop it from trembling.

"what can i do for you? i hate seeing you sad." his thumb stroked your cheek.

"help me get revenge." you turned back toward him.

his eyebrows raised and he seemed to think it over for a bit before replying.

"okay. i'll help you with whatever you want to do."

you stood on your tippy toes and placed your hand on the back of his head. you ran your hand through his hair as you leaned in to kiss him.

he was surprised at first but quickly caught on as you deepened the kiss. his hands landed on your ass as he picked you up.

the two of you continues kissing as he walked you over to the couch and threw you down on your back. he nestled himself in between your legs, his hand placed beside your head as he leaned over you.

"are you sure this is what you want to do?" he questioned.

"yes."

your dress was quickly discarded and you worked fast to undress him.

he leaned down and began kissing a trail up your thighs. once he reached your center, he looked at you before burying his head in your thighs. he was relentless with his tongue, eating you out like you were his last meal.

your back arched and you moaned in pleasure as you grabbed a fistful of his hair. just as you felt a pressure building in your core, he pulled away.

trailing kissed up your abdomen and stopping at your breasts to suck and bite on your nipples. he left marks all across your body, claiming you as his.

after leaving a hickey on your neck, he started to kiss you again. he had taken his underwear off and lined himself up at your entrance.

you were shocked by his size. he was big, bigger than ran.

he rubbed his dick up and down your sensitive clit.

your body was practically begging for him to fuck you.

your legs wrapped around his waist as he thrust himself into you. your hands were placed on his shoulders, gripping hard as he slammed himself into you, over, and over again.

"fuck" you cried out as you felt him hitting your g spot.

one of his hands reached down, circling your clit as he fucked you. your nailed dug into his back as you moaned his name.

he was softly moaning above you.

"fuck you're so beautiful. y'feel so good." he buried his head in the crook of your neck as he pounded into you.

the both of you reached your climax quickly, crying out each other's name's and cumming at the same time.

he pulled himself out of you and hovered over you for a second while the both of you caught your breaths.

your hand reached down and began stroking his cock.

"i want you to fuck me until ran comes home and finds his ex girlfriend fucked out on his couch by his brother." you stated.

the corner of rindou's mouth raised into a small smirk.

"okay." he said before pushing himself back inside of you and helping you get your revenge.

#rindou smut #tokyo rev smut #tokyo revengers smut #rindou x y/n #rindou x reader #bonten smut

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privitivium · 3 months

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motherly!yan but smothering you in his big ole moobs as a "punishment" or reward, could go either way

Accurate. also made me think about how he would act if he was actually very angry with you,,, like ,,, what would set him off first and what would he do as a punishment to make sure you never do it again ( but you probably will ),,,, probably hangingout with some other person without asking him because i did mention he has very ugly jealousy,,,

him cornering you after you come home with PICTURES of you and the fucking person you were chilling with, out in the park or merely chilling down the strip of shops.. like woah mommy, cmon its not that big of a deal its not like you were out fucking them!!! and mother gets more upset at your words - towering over you and yeah you do get a little scared because of the aura radiating off of him,,, so dangerous and intimidating mother so happens to be,,,,, spanking you?? maybe. tying you up and placing you in the corner ??? Also a maybe,,,, but also him trying to love it out of you. therefore, suffocating your face in his fat pecs as "punishment". like, how dare you not notify me, your mother of such thing! while shoving his tit in your mouth to make up for the punishment, he cant handle actually reprimanding you,,, sensitive. then torturing him back by sucking and rubbing his other nipple raw til he gotta use bandaids to cover them puffy ass nubs up. eekekekk

edited;; dude also the type to run scalding hot water over his hands while he washes dishes - not wanting to use a dishwasher even though his kitchen is decked out in positively fucking everything, and is utterly surprised when you cant handle the water temp,,,, tryna console you and shit,,, kissing ur hands,,,, ughghgjh

#MOTHERLY YAN!#x male reader #male reader #top male reader #dom male reader #x top male reader #x dom male reader #oc ☆ ( rambles :3 )

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smoochhyuka · 2 months

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Shotaro as your playful dom

The way he grabbed Antons face and neck in the most recent video.... :( The way he looked into the cam, shaking his head, after Eunseok tried pressing his wrist... :(

○o。content warnings! NSFW, kinda soft dom!shotaro, subby fem!reader, oral m! and f! receiving (mention of face fucking), established relationship, lingerie, tickling!, light bondage, lots of foreplay and teasing, might seem slightly dubcon in some parts but that's unintended, edging, praise kink, pet names, hair pulling, dumbification?? infantilization??, orgasm control, edited for spelling

His sex-drive is fairly high with you, which surprised you, especially at the start of your relationship. His gleeful, warm and extroverted personality almost making him seem innocent, since he's laughing, covering his face after any dirty comment made by his friends. But you couldn't have been more wrong, your sweet sweet Shotaro has a dirty mouth and even dirtier desires.

There is nothing Shotaro enjoys more than to tickle and tease you, while you're helplessly lying in bed between your fluffy pillows and plushies... <3 Your laugh bouncing off the walls, a few whines and weak attempts to tickle him back interrupting it occasionally. He'll secure your wrists above your head, both in one hand, the other caressing your waist while he's blowing raspberries in your neck and belly. Your twitching, turning and squirming only turning him on, feeling manly towering over your cute and soft form.

If he's feeling especially relentless he'll handcuff you to the headboard, only leaving you in your shorts, tits exposed, and won't stop until you tear up. You feel overwhelmed by the sensation, no laughs left to spare in able to process the goosebumps, the bites, tugs, pinches, licks, kisses and tickling. Starting to feel a little humiliated by your pathetic display, damp pussy just from being toyed with by your boyfriend, who has been giggling and laughing at you the entire time.

Shotaros second favorite thing to do is to eat you out afterward. Your whole body being incredibly sensitive, already reacting to his nose hovering above your puffy clit. His head is just as tormenting as the long-winded foreplay, only starting with kitten licks, circling your bundle of nerves painfully slowly, making you cry and beg for more. He places wet kisses around your pussy, spreading your lips with one hand and pumping deeply into your hole with his index finger on the other.

He's feeling a sense of accomplishment if he's able to make you cum with as little stimulation as possible, relying on edging you until you can't take it anymore.

He doesn't need to work hard anyway, just seeing his big eyes with a determined yet playful shine in them, looking up between your thighs while he's sucking on your clit with his plump and pink lips, is a sight that is enough to make your head feel fuzzy.

You always make sure to suck him off too, even if he doesn't necessarily ask you to do so. He's throwing his head back, long blonde locks framing is cute, little face, while he's moaning your name loudly, praises dripping down his tongue like honey.

"You're doing so good, angel."

"My pretty girl."

"That's it, princess."

If he's lying on his back, he'd arch it and hold your head down, fucking your throat with both hands buried in your hair, pulling on it if you like it. If he's sitting, you're kneeling in front of him on the floor, or lying on your stomach next to him, head on his lap, he'll be a lot softer with you, letting you control the tempo. He's caressing your cheeks, if you jack him off to catch a breath, he's playing with your lips with his thumb. His loving smile won't falter, holding intense eye-contact, giggling if you avoid his gaze out of shyness.

Sex with Shotaro can be very rough, but he's somehow always cheerful. Sometimes you're unsure if he's sincere or mocking you, his praises sounding ironic due to his joyful tone. His cute face contrasting his actions, you get whiplash if he's suddenly asserting his dominance by grabbing your face or holding you down, stripping you of your clothes.

Most of the time, though, you can distinguish his cynicism from honest statements. He would never make fun of you in front of others, he thinks very highly of you and spoils you rotten outside the bedroom. But he switches up behind closed doors, he knows how heat is pooling between your legs every time he diminishes you in that airy, sing-songy tone of his.

"I thought you're a smart girl, huh? Why would you act this stupidly?"

"A girl like you can't do something like this by herself."

"Why won't you go into the bedroom, get ready for your boyfriend, while I fix this mess you just caused, mh? Can you do that for me?"

No because you need an extra closet just for your lingerie. He already loves shopping and this is just another item to splurge on. He is always a little embarrassed to buy them, a toothy, mischievous smile on his face while handing the cashier the underwear, he might mention they're for his girlfriend if they're eyeing him too much. But ultimately it's worth it.

He only buys colors that suit your skin complexion, but the styles are all over the place. You own many négligées, sets and basic lace pieces, all with varying degrees of skimpiness.

He loves it when you wear them around the house, or just walk around lightly clothed, it's like a game of who loses first. His hands are going to be all over you, but not where you want them to be. He's kissing and biting your neck, thighs and cheeks, but never grazing your lips. He's adjusting your lingerie, but never pulling it down.

Usually it's you who caves first, his competitiveness too pronounced, his teasing resembling edging.

Fucking you against the kitchen counter, living room table or wall, making sure your exposed nipples rub against the cold and textured surfaces underneath you. His pace is relentless, fingers burying themselves in your hips. He doesn't shy away from slapping your ass or tits too, pulling your hair and sloppily making out with you.

He moans so loudly, his voice sounding almost whiny, chanting your name or pet names while he cums deeply inside your cunt.

If he's feeling especially mean that day, he won't let you cum. Still in that position, he's rubbing your pussy in an unhealthy speed and stopping just before your release, repeating this until you cry. Sinking back into you to feel your abused walls around his dick while he's finally not pulling away, letting you relish your well-earned orgasm.

Even if you wanted to tell anyone about your boyfriend's antics, no one will believe you. Cry.

#riize x reader #smoochwrites #riize smut #shotaro hard hours #shotaro smut #shotaro x reader #shotaro hard thoughts

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tojisbbg · 9 months

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𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧?

❝i’m sad again, don’t tell my boyfriend. it’s not what he’s made for.❞

♡ gojo satoru ♡

a/n: the barbie movie man.

content: gojo satoru x fem!reader, fluff/angst, hurt/comfort, very short (compared to my other works lmfao), not edited.

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it was almost midnight, the gloomy weather of the rainy october night made your heart further storm in nothing but despair and loneliness. you just finished showering and drying your hair, now making the bed in hopes of being met with your boyfriend soon.

you were one of the mentors at jujutsu high and though the job itself made you meet a bunch of amazing people whom are safe to consider as family, the work gets very draining. it’s no use hiding the fact that your heart was incredibly soft, which is rather ironic, considering the fact that your job is so gruesome.

nonetheless, on the battlefield you can contain your emotions pretty well, but what happens behind closed doors is history. the majority of whom you mentor are teenagers who are cursed with the responsibility of protecting humanity simply because they’re skilled enough to use jujutsu.

it wasn’t fair, no child should ever be stripped away from their youth. it made your heart shred to pieces knowing the fact that some of your students can’t even fit in the time to hang out, party or just be young and dumb with their friends like normal teenagers.

it was yuji’s birthday today and instead of being home and celebrating with his friends, he’s currently out on a mission with gojo right now. your eyes wandered over to your lamp table where the neatly wrapped present of some movies that he’s been dying to watch along with a hoodie.

your eyes began to sting with tears and you couldn’t help but cry into your palms. this feeling of guilt, despair and sadness haunted you frequently and you tried your best to cope with it by yourself. you didn’t want to burden anyone else with anymore, figuring out that everyone already had enough on their plate to take care of.

you didn’t realize when gojo arrived to the comforts of your shared home, slipping into the bedroom quietly, only to find you sobbing. he froze in his tracks, his smile falling down as confusion was painted all over his face.

were you hurt?

was someone bothering you?

did he do something wrong?

gojo knew that dating you meant being very patient, especially because your nature was very timid and reserved. this perfectly balanced out your relationship, as your boyfriend was a loud extrovert who was extremely clingy as well. gojo was very verbal with his thoughts and emotions, in contrast, you liked to keep things bottled up inside no matter how much he pushed you to spill it. but, of course, gojo respected your wishes to not tell him and always reminded you that he’s always here to listen if you needed someone.

however, your boyfriend has been concerned about your well-being recently. gojo satoru might seem like a himbo, but he’s a genius; and despite your shy personality, he can read through you like water. seeing your mental health slowly deteriorating without knowing the cause of it makes his heart bleed every time when he comes home and sees you sleeping with tear streaks or a puffy face.

“baby?” gojo finally called out, making you jolt in surprise as you quickly turned around as wiped away your tears. you mentally cursed at yourself for being so careless, trying your best to fix yourself up. with a small smile, you faced him.

“welcome home, satoru. how did the mission go?” you asked, trying to change the subject. your words made gojo pout, as your boyfriend closed the door behind him before walking closer to the bed.

“it went well as expected, no casualties, we saved those people and the curses were exorcised.” he responded, his hand going behind his head to untie the blindfold. gojo took the black cloth off, which shielded his gorgeous cerulean colored eyes. his snowy colored hair fell, wisps of it covering his forehead and eyes.

“that’s good to hear.” you let out a breath of relief, making him hum.

“how was your day?” gojo casually asked, taking off his uniform as he looked at you for an answer. you shrugged, not having much to say.

“it was okay, i was just home and did some work here and there.” you answer was kept short, making gojo sigh.

“anything on your mind lately, y/n?” he asked in a gentle voice, now sitting next to you as he took a hold of your hand. you looked at him in surprise, the sudden closeness caught you off guard.

“no, why’d you ask?” you offered him a small smile, making him frown.

“because you’ve been lying to me recently. i know you’re not okay, honey, and that’s perfectly fine. i’m here to listen and i’ll try my best to help you.” gojo squeezed your hand in a comforting manner, a lump forming in your throat.

“i’m fine, baby, i promise.” you once again tried to convince him with your white lies.

“i saw you sobbing just minutes ago, something is wrong and you’re not telling me. i have the right to know what’s making my girlfriend upset, okay? don’t take that away from me.” his tone dropped, words now getting more agitated and slightly harsh due to your stubborn behavior.

“fine! yes! something’s bothering me and i’m trying to deal with it as best as i can, alright? it’s none of your business nor do you have to make it yours either.” you glared at him before standing up, looking at his shocked face. you chewed on your inner cheek, feeling guilt slowly swallowing you for acting like this when you knew that he meant well.

“y/n, how could you say that to me? i’m your boyfriend, for fuck’s sake! do you not trust me or something? is that the case? why can’t you just open up to me!” gojo continued to push your buttons further, his persistence making your tears ducts work hard to resist the stinging in your eyes.

“i’m going to sleep.” you bluntly responded, attempting to shuffle towards your side of the bed. however, gojo was not about to let you go to bed without getting some answers. he grabbed your wrists and roughly pulled you towards him, making you yelp.

you were now in between his long and very muscular legs, trapped. you tried your best to break free, but it was no avail.

“satoru, i’m being serious, let go of me.” you sneered, but he only shook his head.

“please, y/n, tell me what’s wrong. i want to help you, honey, please let me.” gojo looked at you with begging eyes, his tone was laced with nothing but hurt and frustration. you could feel the walls that you built around your heart crumble as soon as you took a closer look and saw tears welling in those gorgeous eyes.

“it’s just not fair.” you started, already feeling the burning and squeezing feeling of your throat as your vision started to blur with tears.

“tell me all your thoughts and feelings, y/n.” he encouraged, rubbing your back as you looked down, thinning your lips as you tried to compose yourself.

“it’s so hard watching our kids lose bits of their childhood every day. it’s like i’m living in an endless nightmare. it was yuji’s birthday and that poor kid couldn’t even celebrate it ‘cause of the mission. i-i-” you began to choke on your tears, speaking fast and incoherently, yet gojo understood you perfectly.

“your feelings are completely valid, sweetheart. come here.” gojo pulled you to sit on his lap and you accepted his invitation without any hesitation. you wrapped your legs around his waist before wrapping your arms around his neck, burying your face in the crook of his neck as you cried. he gave you a minute to pour all your tears out, rubbing your back in a soothing manner.

“they’re just kids! they don’t deserve to live like this. i’d do anything in the world to change things if i could.” you spoke, words slightly muffled but they rang clear in gojo’s ears.

“it’s a cruel world, y/n. talented kids who are cursed with the power of fighting these monsters are expected to protect ordinary humans. it’s tragic and wrong, but, both you and i are trying our best to protect their youth. you feeling this way and always going the extra mile to see them happy only proves to me how much of a soft-hearted and beautiful person you are. it makes me fall in love with you even more.” your boyfriend’s words warmed your heart, as you hiccuped from your excessive crying. you pulled back, looking at him with a small smile as your tears continued to stream down your cheeks.

“i tried so hard to deal with this horrible feeling on my own, but it’s just too much.” you confessed, making gojo’s eyes soften.

“i know it is, sweetheart. why didn’t you tell me this sooner?” he asked, watching you fidget in his embrace.

“because you already have enough on your plate. being born to be the strongest sorcerer is already draining as it is, it would be wrong of me to burden you with my feelings. it’s not what you were made for, satoru.” you began to caress his soft cheeks, feeling his hands come up to cup yours as he brought your knuckles to his lips to kiss them.

“that’s exactly what i was made for, my love. i was made to listen to your cries, your thoughts, your giggles, your emotions, everything. i was made to be your boyfriend, the one who’s gonna lend you a shoulder to cry on and arms to hug you tight when you feel scared. i was made to love you and only you. i was made to be yours, y/n.” gojo tenderly spoke, making your heart explode with sparks as his sweet words only made you cry harder.

you hugged him tightly, mumbling a bunch of ‘sorry’ and ‘i love you’ to him as gojo held you close. if you were to be quiet and focus, you could hear and feel both of your heartbeats synchronizing.

“feel better now?” gojo asked and you nodded your head. you felt like a huge boulder on your chest has been lifted, the feeling of suffocation was now gone as it felt like you could breathe again.

“much better.” you responded, combing your fingers through his soft snow colored hair as he sighed in bliss.

“thank you for opening up to me, honey. i’m sorry if i sounded a little pushy, i just want the best for you, that’s all.” he apologized, kissing your temple.

“don’t apologize, baby. thank you for listening to me and always caring about me. i couldn’t have asked for a better boyfriend.” you gave him a shy smile, kissing the skin of his neck, making him giggle at the ticklish feeling.

you pulled back, cupping his face into yours before leaning in to place a soft and loving kiss on his lips. gojo melted into your touch, pulling you impossibly closer to him as his kissed you back. it was nothing suggestive nor intense, but the kiss left a sweet taste on your lips.

the taste of gojo satoru’s undying love for you.

“i love you so much, satoru.” you whispered against his lips before giving him a peck.

“i love you more, y/n.” he smiled against your lips before giving you a peck as well, making you giggle.

“i’ll let you go freshen up now, i’ll make us some tea and then we could go to sleep.” you suggested, making him nod his head.

“sounds good.” gojo smiled before giving you a kiss on the cheek. you got off of him and watched him go through his closet to find something comfortable to wear. meanwhile, you grabbed the present for yuji and walked over to your closet to place it there.

“what’s that?” gojo noticed and pointed at the wrapped gift.

“for yuji, i’ll give it to him tomorrow when it’s time for training.” you explained, making gojo hum.

“we’re planning a surprise party for yuji tomorrow night, so just give it to him then. i managed to convince the higher-ups by lying to give yuji a few days off along with the other kids.” he gave you a cheeky smile, making you chuckle as you playfully slapped his chest.

“you’re unbelievable sometimes, satoru.” you shook your head in disbelief.

“is that a good or bad thing, sweetheart?” he teased, leaning down to come at a closer height to you. you grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards your face.

“it’s a great thing, baby.” you smiled and pressed a kiss on his lips, making him laugh.

they say that humans were initially created in pairs, your other half being your soulmate. though others believe that it’s simply a myth and that soulmates don’t exist, the existence of your boyfriend proves otherwise.

gojo satoru is your other half and you both were made for each other without a doubt.

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tinkerbelle05 · 4 months

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sanjiiii

How Could You?

Characters: Sanji x Fem!reader

Genre: Angst (Requested) Thanks for the req 🧑‍🍳

Summary: You understand that Sanji is a natural flirt and that’s just how he talks. You are fine with that because that’s his personality but one night he took it too far. You give him the silent treatment as you try to understand your feelings but he keeps pestering you so you snap.

Warnings: Arguments, silent treatments, bad ending, google translations, not edited

Translation: Ma Colombe = My Dove

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You sat in the back of the restaurant, watching Sanji move around the place as a waiter now.

Which meant he probably pissed of Zeff again. The way those two fought and carried on, one would’ve thought they would’ve killed each other by now.

While you felt bad for him because you knew how much he loved cooking and despised waitering, it gave you a good chance to admire him. A chance that often doesn't arise, so of course you didn't waste it.

His beautiful smile, the way he effortlessly slid in between tables, the way he’d make people feel comfortable. In some cases, a bit too comfortable for your liking.

There was this woman, black long hair and sharp green eyes that’s been eyeing Sanji ever since he went to her table. It made you feel a sense of pride that Sanji was so sot after but he’d always return to you at the end of the day.

No matter how much he’d sing their praises, or give out charming smiles. He would also come home to you, and he’d never cross that line.

Until he did. Right in front of you, too.

You were practically seething with anger when you saw how she trailed a finger up his forearm and how he didn’t make a move to stop her. How that same finger traveled up to rest on the back of his neck. They didn’t have to say anything to each other, just the way they looked at each other was enough to have you recoil in absolute disgust and betrayal.

Quickly and quietly you left the restaurant and went to your quarters. It was times like these that made you happy you had a separate bedroom from Sanji. Even though it was mostly used as a storage closet for you stuff, you were still able to sleep and move around comfortablely in it.

Because something told you that you’d be in here for a while after what you just saw.

For sometime, you avoided any and all contact with Sanji. Yes, you knew that it was immature but you didn’t care.

Your heart still hurts when you think about to how he looked at the woman, it was almost lustful. You wondered when was the last time Sanji looked at you like that.

There was a knock on your door, as there always were.

“Darling, please open the door,” Sanji began his daily begging. He’s been at this for a few weeks now.

Everyday after his shift ends, Sanji would rush to your door and begged with everything he had to get you to open the door. To get you to talk to him. There are times when the cracks in his voice makes your resolve falter. Makes you want to open the door and hug him tightly.

But you were still hurting. Still annoyed. Still confused. You had some understanding of how Sanji was. How he’ll use his charm and good lucks to get extra tips, to get people to come back for more. And sometimes, that was just how he was as a person.

So you understood perfectly that most of it was a weird mixture of how he normally acts and was an act in of itself to get more money. You understood perfectly.

Didn’t stop it from hurting though. You felt like someone ripped your heart out of your chest and stomped on it. You felt like you were being unfair to him. You felt like you were being unfair to yourself. You felt like—

You opened the door. He stood there with his hands in his pockets looking down. Upon hearing the door, he lifted his head.

He’d been crying.

Red, puffy eyes stared back at you. He said nothing, his expression in shock. He quickly sobered up.

“Um,” he scratched the back of his head, “Hello.”

You cleared your throat, “Hi.”

You two stood there at a moment, not saying much of anything. Just staring and waiting. Waiting for someone to say something.

“I’m sorry,” Sanji said suddenly. “I….I’m not sure what I did but—“

“Really?” You gave him an unimpressed look, “You truly don’t know what you did? Why I’m mad at you? You haven’t the slightest clue?”

He swallows nervously and avoids your face. His eyes staring into space, you don’t know what’s going on in his mind. You were about close the door, too tired of this bullshit but he blocks it with his foot.

His hands clenched on the doorframe, he’s leaning towards you, nearly towering over you. Normally, that’ll leave you a blushing mess, and maybe that’s what he’s hoping for, but you just glare up at him. Stepping back a little to create space between you two and he falters.

“Just tell me, already! What did I do? What I have done? Please, ma colombe!” He pressed on.

“How can you not know?! How obtuse do you have to be—", you started to yell but he interrupted you.

“Oh, for heaven’s sake just tell me!” He begged you, his voice cracks. From the way that he's standing, you assumed he'll fall to his knees at any moment.

“You and that woman. The one with black hair, how you were talking to her. Touching her, looking at her. It was…disgusting. You didn’t even have the audacity to be shameful about it.”

He looked confused which quickly transformed into a crude mixture of shock and angry. “Your joking, right? Please, tell me that this is some elaborate prank on me because you can’t seriously be mad at that!”

You glared harder at him, “No! It isn’t a joke. The way you acted hurt me, Sanji. I understand that you act like that, but there are certain lines that you don’t cross.”

“What lines are you—”

“You were about to kiss her! You leaned in and then you stopped yourself. Guess you suddenly remembered you had a girlfriend,” you yelled at him, and the tears were starting to spill again but you had to pull it together.

Sanji stared at you for a while, not saying anything. But the look of realization donned on him and he stepped back.

“I—I’m sorry, I didn’t think…you saw that,” he fumbled over his words.

You sniffed and looked away from him, you didn't want him to see you crying like this.

“Really? That’s all you have to say?” You questioned him, backing away even more.

He attempt to get closer, you walk backwards until your back is pressed against the wall and you can’t run anymore.

“It didn’t—” he started to say but you stopped him.

“Don’t. Don’t say that you didn’t mean to or that you it was a mistake. I know, I know that you regretted the moment you went close. But….I don’t know. I….I don’t know if I can trust. To not cheat on me. Or have wandering eyes.”

“Ma colombe, I would never. You know all my flirtations are not real. I love you. It’ll always be you, no one else. I swear to you,” he continued to plead with you. He comes closer, until his body pressed against yours and he cups your face so gently. Like your precious jewel to him, he couldn’t afford to break.

But he already broke you.

You looked down instead, you didn’t want to meet his eyes. This was hurting you. This really was. And to say that there was no love between you, would be a lie. But love isn’t enough, not anymore. It can’t fix this. You saw love try to fix your parents’ marriage and that didn’t end well. And you refuse to end up like them.

Your gaze met Sanji’s and you could see the the little hope he had diminished when he saw your expression.

He understood. That is good, it would make this process less painful. He nodded to you and smiled. He kissed you on your lips gently, savoring the taste and feeling one last time. And then he was gone.

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𐑺 ˖ ࣪ ࿐ྂ DATING JOHANNA MASON | gender not specified, but fem!aligned.

johanna mason, whose preferred love language is being an asshole. (affectionately)

johanna mason, whose walls always remain up after her two experiences in the arena, but somehow crumble involuntarily when she's around you.

johanna mason, who lets you touch up the cherry red streaks in her hair, standing between your legs while you sit on the countertop, face cradled in your hands as you coat every strand of hers with the color.

johanna mason, whose eyes flicker from sharp and piercing to ever so soft as her gaze lands on you.

johanna mason, who talks of future plans with you during the games should she not survive the quarter quell, dreaming of the house you would have bought and the life you would have shared if it weren't for the corruption of the capitol.

johanna mason, who teaches you how to wield an axe, her scarred hands cradling yours as she guides you through the motions.

johanna mason, who tends a nasty gash on your arm after your attempt at wielding said axe.

johanna mason, who scolds you for attempting to use her axe and mocks your 'stupidity', as if she hadn't been totally terrified just seconds earlier.

johanna mason, who's the black cat to your golden retriever.

johanna mason, who lets you call her by all the cheesy nicknames you wish—nicknames that she would rather die than hear come from anyone else's mouth. johanna mason, who feigns disapproval of such affectionate names, but you can see the slight upturn of her lips whenever you address her by one.

johanna mason, who is constantly afraid of you leaving her, due to her snappy and impatient personality that she uses as a defense mechanism to cover up the vulnerability and trauma that lies underneath. johanna mason, who has never let you know about her insecurities, but maybe she'll let it slip as the years go by.

johanna mason, who's a total winter bug and immediately clings to you the second the temperature drops. latching onto your leg and gazing up at you with red, puffy eyes and a runny nose as she suffers through the flu, begging for you to stay with her when you try to go brew her some tea.

johanna mason, who smiles a lot more when you're around. and not her usual cynical 'i'm lowkey judging you' smile, but a quirk-lipped smirk that appears every time you enter the room.

johanna mason, who wakes up thrashing and trembling in the middle of the night, as the nightmares of her time in the capitol continue to haunt her even after she escaped. she either clings onto you for dear life, needing to feel your touch, or pushes you away completely, struggling to come to grips with her reality.

johanna mason, who holds you firmly against her when you both go back to sleep, her eyes unblinking for the first few hours because she needs the reassurance that she isn't dreaming and that you won't leave her.

johanna mason, who whispers to you in your sleep, telling you how much you mean to her because there's no way she can be this soft when you're awake.

in conclusion, johanna mason. that's it.

©heartss4val — do not steal, edit, or repost my works. plagiarism is prohibited.

#johanna mason #johanna mason x reader #johanna mason fanfic #johanna mason x yn #johanna mason x y/n #johanna mason x you #johanna imagine #johanna oneshot #johanna fanfic #johanna x reader #johanna x yn #johanna x y/n #johanna x you #thg #the hunger games #fluff #catching fire #johanna mason imagine

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brf-rumortrackinganon · 1 month

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So here’s a plot twist

Yesterday, P.Diddy’s home was raided by DHS, the Department of Homeland Security.

It came after a lawsuit was filed in late February by another music producer. The lawsuit accuses P.Diddy (or Puffy Combs or whatever his name is now) and some associates of sex trafficking, sexual assault, and RICO crimes.

We don’t know if the raid was connected to this lawsuit or to the ones Cassidy filed in November 2023.

Because there’s an international audience here — RICO stands for The Racketeer Influenced and Corrupt Organizations Act (RICO) of 1970, which is used charge criminal organizations as a whole. Before RICO, only the people who committed crime could be arrested, charged, sent to trial, etc. But now with RICO, the law can go after people who organize crime - ie the people who keep their hands clean while others do the dirty work. RICO is mostly well known for being used to bring the mafia down, but has also been used in cases such as Iran-Contra, Trump University, and FIFA World Cup Russian and Qatar bribery allegations.

So RICO crimes are very serious. But that’s not the plot twist.

The plot twist is that the lawsuit - which, remember, was filed by a third party (ie not government) - names Prince Harry as a prospective recipient of P.Diddy’s services:

Affiliation with, and or sponsorship of Mr. Combs sex-trafficking parties gamered legitimacy and access to celebrities such as famous athletes, political figures, artist, musicians, and international dignitaries like British Royal, Prince Harry.

In other words: Prince Harry went to parties hosted or sponsored by P.Diddy in which victims of sex trafficking were present and/or on offer.

Sound familiar?

It’s Epstein/Prince Andrew, Ginger Edition.

And what further twists the knife is that Ron Burkle is *also* being implicated in the P.Diddy lawsuit! Burkle, as you may know, was an Epstein partner and he also owns Soho House…so it’s very possible that if the Burkle side of this is investigated more, there’s potential for Soho House to get pulled into it.

There isn’t a whole lot that we know about these parties or Harry’s involvement/attendance. We don’t know when they took place (e.g., before Meghan came onto the scene or post-Megxit) or what actually happened or if Harry participated in anything. From a picture in the Daily Mail about this, it’s probably pre-Meghan, as the picture shows a young, happy Harry with P.Diddy at a party.

What we do know is that Harry is the only person mentioned by name to attend these parties.

Plot twist.

Here’s the Daily Mail’s story.

Lawsuit filing here. Do be advise that there’s a trigger warning for very graphic details.

#sussexes #rumors #brf

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kaeyx · 7 months

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hear me out

angel!reader can lactate (but they’re not pregnant or anything its just how their body works) and demon skk would tease tf out of them by taking turns sucking until their breasts became swollen and engorged w milk

better if small tiddies hehe idk if you’re into lactation or nah but yea

I'm personally kinda meh about lactation/breasts in general but yeah why not I'll write for it

Edit: realised after writing that you talked about angel reader not nun reader. Sorry about that!

It just happens to you naturally, it's how your hormones work. Not that your secluded convent would know anything about hormones or they affect a human body, it's just another facet of your life. You make sure to clean the milk whenever it appears so you don't soil your habits and continue with your life, that's all there is to it.

But the demons? The demons are delighted. Whenever they first discover your condition there's a strange spark in Dazai's eyes, while Chuuya mostly looks curious. From then on it would be Dazai's personal mission to get your tits in his mouth, and it wouldn't take much convincing for Chuuya to be on board too.

Chuuya would be more patient about it, more curious, kissing your breasts and circling your nipples with his forked tongue over and over, his clawed hands on your hips. He'd lap up the little droplets of milk with curiosity, fascinated by the entire process, sucking your nipples until they're puffy and sore, kissing your chest and whispering praises into your skin.

Dazai on the other hand sucks. Literally too. He's not afraid to pinch and pull, twisting your poor nipples until you cry out in pain, even daring to nibble very gently on the swollen buds. He's always moaning about how good you taste, coming up behind you during your prayers to toy with your chest. Your tits just fit so perfectly in his hands, he can't help it! Loves leaving little scratches all over them too, knowing that beneath your thick clothes your breasts are leaky and covered in his marks. He'd sit you in his lap and make you pray while he sucks you dry, looking up at you with yellow cat's eyes full of mischief. He can't get enough of how sweet you taste, how your voice stutters when he gives a particularly harsh suck or his claws flick the nipple he's not currently wrapping his tongue around. And of course he loves how you leak all over his lap, trying to grind on nothing despite the shame it brings you.

#chuuya.bsd #dazai.bsd #chuuya x reader #dazai x reader #chuuya smut #dazai smut #demon!skk #demon!dazai #demon!chuuya #idk if i did this right

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tobi-smp · 5 months

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while I'm talking about c!alliumduo [Link]

my dream animatic for their first meeting and the prank on george's house would be at bizarre angles as it becomes increasingly obvious that we're being shown this through dream's perspective while he spies on them

it starts out cute and fluffy, and Ranboo And Tommy stay light. with an emphasis on it just being goofy fun between teens (the Flaming Penis Towers and silly signs are very important to me), but the tone starts ramping up and getting more and more uncomfortable with the editing. uncomfortable angles, breathing and Scraping sounds while he claws around, eventually cutting in and out with first person scenes of the person we're watching through Destroying other bases with puffy and clearly writing tommy's name down

we don't actually See dream until the very end, walking out of george's house once they've actually left

we Know that dream was spying on tommy at the time, and we Know that dream had a strange fixation and involvement with ranboo, and we Know that dream was intentionally framing tommy to try to get him exiled

combine all of these for something Tense that beautifully sets up what was to come <3

#dream smp #tommyinnit #ranboo #dreamwastaken #exile arc #meta #dream smp animatic

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speckle-meow-meow · 1 year

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STOP YOU DID SO WELL!!!!!!!!!

I know this is a lot all of a sudden but you're my favorite writer writing about my favorite fandom!

But if you aren't busy at all, can we get Eddie and Frank being parents to an emotionless (something happened and now they don't show any emotions) teen reader who only seems to show emotions around Wally or butterflies?

Like how do you think they'd react?

Your fine! I honestly didn't expect people to like my content so soon lmao!!

It took me so long to fine a goddamn image with these to together holy cap.

Edit: I had an idea that readers emotionless would relate to abuse but I completely forgot abt it so no trigger warning I'm terribly sorry about that.

Eddie and frank felt that their house was always missing something

It felt so empty

Until one day

You came falling from the sky

Right next to eddie

You of course startled him but he soon gained his composer

He was surprised to see a child? (again to them your still a kid)

But he realized that you might have been hurt due to the fall so he carried you all the way to him and Franks residents

Since Frank has a vast knowledge of many things Eddie thought he could help you

But they don't really have a concept of fleshy bodies nor injuries at least not cuts or blood

Only bruises

But he did the best he could

It's been at least 3 days since they brought you to their place

They fixed up the guest bed room to be yours since they figured you didn't have a home

When you woke up you seemed so neutral

Definitely not normal

At least to them

They asked you questions and you answered with a monotone voice

They practically adopted you after a week of having you

You were the thing, or person that they've been needing

To fill that empty space

After month you were able to leave their home with or without them

But you usually stayed by their side choosing to

The first person to really see your emotions was Frank

He was in his butterfly dome and you joined him

Frank was studying a new butterfly that he had captured, after a while he started to hear soft giggling.

Soon the giggles turned into laughs of joy

Frank turned to see you well a form of you, you were covered head to toe in butterflies, laughing, smiling.

He's glad you were able to show emotions to at least something, he was also extatic to know that it was butterflies.

After a while you decided to join Eddie on his journey to deliver mail to the other residents and friends

You went to every house

The last one was the home of Wally darling

A small yellow man with blue puffy hair

Puffy hair that you couldn't resist to touch

You stared in awe of the blue haired man or puppet.

And wally noticed

"Well hello neighbor!" Wally said greeting you.

You didn't say anything only stared

You didn't even hear Eddie say to wally about you being emotionless and a bit mute

Before both of them knew it you were touching Wally's hair like it was a cat, making sure not to rough it up or destroy it.

Wally of course was surprised but chuckled and invited you into his home allowing Eddie to continue delivering mail.

Before Eddie left he told you he'd be back to pick you up.

You spent the rest of your day with Wally laughing and smiling. He became your uncle.

It's been 2 years now you still haven't seemed to age but you didn't mind

Your parents still haven't seen any emotions from you

Unless your with Wally or the butterflies

Which makes them sad

But you slowly show them emotions little by little which is definitely progress

Progress that they will cherish

{Thank you anon for requesting another fic! And I'm glad you liked the last one! And as always hearts and re-blogs are always welcomed along with requests and questions!}

#x reader #gender nuetral reader #fluff #welcome home x reader #platonic x reader #frank frankly #eddie dear #welcome home Frank #welcome home eddie #platonic wally darling #wally darling #welcome home wally #platonic #gn reader #teen!reader #emotionless reader

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creedslove · 2 months

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Hi sweetie I hope you are well

You were asking for sweet head cons

A valentine one since it valentines nothing sexual just a sweet one have, Joel or whiskey maybe a dinner date or an outing and then coming home and chilling with baby Wyatt or Sarah ??

Agent Whiskey (Jack Daniels) x f!reader

A/N: hi baby!!! Thank you for this request this is very sweet and though I wasn't going to write anything for Valentine's, now I'll write your idea! Since you mentioned Joel and our favorite Cowboy, I'll do both, because I love them and it's so fun to imagine what they'd all do 😁 Happy V day ❤️

Edit: I'm so sorry bestie, I'm not gonna be able to do a Joel one, I'm feeling terribly sick and I can't get better, I'm sorry, I know this Headcanon isn't much but it's the best I can do now 💔

• Jack is a painfully romantic man, so you can expect a lot of affection and sweet little gifts on regular days, but honey, you can expect a whole other level on Valentine's day

• due to his romantic nature and the fact that cowboy's got money, he can go a little overboard and spend a lot on you and the celebration, and that includes flying you to another country for a romantic meal in his jet, so if you want things to be more simple, you need to give him a heads up and he'll think about it

• he starts the day by making you breakfast, you can also expect a lot of flowers throughout the house and a beautiful bouquet for you as well; on the menu for your special breakfast, he's gonna prepare - or have it made - your favorites; small sandwiches, muffins, eggs and bacon, cupcakes, you name it, your cowboy got it for you

• he is all lovey dovey towards you, always giving you small little kisses, cuddling and let's not keep the going down on you until your clit is swollen off the table, of course

• Jack will definitely take you out for a picnic around the ranch, nothing fancy, just you and him, enjoying some pastries as you relax and spend time together in nature, that's when he's gonna give you his present

• but the cowboy doesn't just give *one* present, you can expect him to give you at least a couple; usually a piece of lingerie for your shared enjoyment later on at night, something else like a dress, a book, or anything related to your hobby or personal taste but he also loves giving you meaningful presents, which means he's gonna get you something nice like a locket with his picture and Wyatt's as well

• for the special evening, the cowboy will definitely take you to a nice restaurant or even spend the night at a hotel, so you can have your date and your alone time together

• and talking about intimacy, it's gonna be all about you, he's gonna love pleasuring you in any way, he'll love making you cum over and over, doing your favorite positions and you can expect your clit feeling all puffy and sensitive from his ministrations

• and once you come back home, Wyatt is all excited to see his mommy, he runs to you and wraps his little arms around your neck, he's a sweet and caring boy and he can't get enough of your snuggles

• being Jack's son, of course he is a little gentleman himself, so he gives you the card he drew all by himself, one single rose and some chocolates, he's so proud to be able to gift his beautiful mommy for Valentine's day and you see how lucky you really are to have such a beautiful and lovely family like that ❤️

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tojisbbg · 1 year

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❈ 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻 ❈

❝one day i will stop falling in love with you, some day, someone will like me like i like you.❞

♡ manjiro sano ♡

a/n: current mood - wanting to breaking people’s hearts 😈 (sorry mikey stans)

content: mikey x reader (y/n), very heavy angst, right person wrong time, you’re mikey’s childhood friend, he’s getting married (lolz), not grammatically checked/edited

...

you finished adding the final touches to your makeup, a heavy sigh leaving your lips as you checked in the mirror if your concealer hid your puffy eyes well. some would say that whatever you were going through was tragic, a scenario that you would read about in romance novels where the main character is destined to a miserable fate.

and perhaps that was right.

you’ve been feeling miserable, sad and pathetic for the last month and a half since you’ve received the invitation. a piece of paper that felt like a sharp knife slicing your heart in half.

what was worse was that you couldn’t even find it in your heart to throw away the card. it was beautifully decorated with happy pastel colors and confetti, printed on expensive card stock, pop-up designs and a photo of him with the girl that was supposed to be you.

it was your childhood friend’s wedding, except for the catch that you’ve been holding in a burdening crush on him for the last twenty years. he was your person and you were his, being there for each other through thick and thin.

you both created a world where it was just the two of you while everyone else became a blur, a bunch of white noise. he was the invincible mikey and you were his key.

you couldn’t help but wonder, when did things change so fast? how did the perfect world you both created become nothing but dust?

---

(17 years ago)

“how is she, doc?” the young boy with a dragon tatted on his skull asked curiously as he stared at his friend, well practically family, in concern.

“it was just an upset stomach, little man. we gave your sister some antibiotics to fight off those nasty little germs that’s been bothering her. she’ll be good in a few days. you sure you don’t have a parent or older family member we can contact?” the doctor asked, cocking an eyebrow as he held the pen in his hand eagerly, hoping the blonde boy would say something to him.

“we’re orphans and she’s not my real sister. we have someone that’s been taking care of us for all these years and he’ll come by shortly.” he murmured, shame painting his face as his gaze went down to the floor.

the doctor looked at him with sorrow, patting his head.

“hang tight, buddy. keep her company, but don’t make her laugh too much or else it might make her cry.” he tried to create humor and it successfully made the frowning by crack a crooked smile.

“yes, sir!” the little boy playfully saluted as he watched the man in the white coat walk away with a chuckle.

“ken?” his ears rang up when hearing your faint call of his name, a small whimper following after.

“y/n! are you hurting anywhere? should i call the doctor back? uncle’s gonna be here soon with remi. i told them to bring your favorite chocolate pudding.” draken gave you a cheeky grin, his hand now holding yours tightly.

“you know me so well, sometimes i forget that i’m an orphan.” you laughed quietly, trying to not put strain on your stomach.

“you’re not an orphan, y/n. you got me, uncle, remi and the other girls too. we’re one big happy family.” he persisted, eyebrows furrowing as he tried his best to convince you to believe his point.

“you told the doctor that i’m not your sister, ken.” you whispered, your throat becoming dry as the words left your mouth. draken fell silent for a few seconds before sighing, laying his head besides your hand.

“i told him that you’re not my real sister, y/n. there’s a difference. i don’t care what the law says because my heart says otherwise. you’ll always be the sister that i’ve always dreamed of having.” his eyes twinkled, a hand coming up to ruffle your hair.

“so i heard one of my little girls was sick? maybe some chocolate pudding will make those little bad guys in your stomach go away.” your uncle’s voice boomed in your ward, a small smile plastered on his face as he shook the white plastic bag.

your eyes glimmered in content before you were pulled into a bear hug by remi. the girl sobbed on your shoulder, wetting it with tears and snot as she roared by your ears.

“y/nnnn!!!! i thought you were gonna die when kenny told uncle! i love you, y/n, don’t leave ever me. ever.” she hiccuped between every word as your uncle and draken tried to console her and calm her down.

“it was a stomach bug, remi. i’ll be better in a few days.” you tried to cheer her up. she raised her head, looking at you in doubt.

“promise?” remi sniffled.

“promise, you know i’d never lie to you.” you wiped away her tears before hugging her once more.

your uncle handed the three of you the small containers of chocolate pudding.

“why don’t you three take a walk outside, i’ll have this really nice nurse walk you guys. it’s good to get some fresh air.” the doctor said, patting your back and you all agreed, soon leaving the room.

you happily skipped through the hallway, one pudding container in your pocket, while the other one was tightly secured in your hand as you ate it.

“let’s play hide and seek, you’re the seeker ken!” you quickly blurted out, not giving either of them a choice before running off to the other direction. you faintly heard draken groan in annoyance, being tired of always being the seeker but he’d always do it for you.

you saw a pretty quiet hallway and decided to turn to that corner, only to find a small quiet room. you figured that it wouldn’t be too much of a trouble to hide in here for a few minutes

you opened the door, nearly having a heart attack from the sudden appearance of another person. it was a boy with short blonde hair, he was huddled up into a ball, quietly whimpering and crying.

“hey, kid.” you called out to him, only to not receive a response. a heavy sigh left your lips as you walked over to him, sitting on the floor besides him. the boy looked up at you, eyes all puffy and his nose red.

he’s pretty cute.

“look, i’m really bad at comforting people. but, when i’m super sad, i eat chocolate pudding to make me happy again.” you said with a grin, digging in your pocket to get your other container out.

you grabbed his hand and opened his palm before placing the treat in it. he stared at it in momentary silence.

“who are you?” he finally spoke, looking at you with slight confusion.

“just a stranger who’s hiding from her siblings in an intense game of hide and seek. what about you?” you chuckled, scooping another bite into your mouth.

“i’m.. i don’t know.” he said with a shaky breath, shaking his head.

“that’s fine, we don’t always know the answer to everything. ken is really mean sometimes, he’s a year older than me and asked me what 345 times 82 is. i could bet you my whole stash of chocolate pudding that he doesn’t know himself. tch, smart my ass.” you scoffed, earning a small giggle from your side. you side eyed him, seeing him detach the small spoon from the plastic lid before opening it.

“what’s your name?” he asked you, eyes anticipating for an answer.

“y/n. you?” you continued to inhale your treat as you waited for him to respond.

“mikey.” the blonde boy scooped in a hefty amount into his mouth as he consumed the sweet dessert.

“why were you crying, mikey?” you asked, not realizing how insensitive you were being.

“it’s personal.” mikey shortly dismissed, but you were a little slow to understand and continued to persist until he caved in.

“it’s just me and you in here. think of it as a bubble with just us, nothing comes in or goes out of this bubble.” you assured him, patting his back.

for some strange reason, mikey felt like he could tell you anything from how comfortable you made him feel. considering the fact that he didn’t want to show any kind of reaction or emotion towards his family, he decided to seek that comfort and release in you.

“my mother just died, about an hour ago.” he bluntly dropped the bomb, placing a very awkward and tense atmosphere between you both.

“you’ll get over it, mikey.” you calmly answered, making his brows furrow with annoyance and slight anger.

“how could you say that to me? my mother just died.” mikey said in disbelief, his tone heightening a little.

“i’m telling you the truth. i’m sorry that this happened to you, especially at such a young age, but it’ll all pass and soon, today will just be one of your many bad memories. you’ll find peace and love one day and heal, mikey. that’s life.” you defended your previous statement, looking into his eyes with a gentle look.

“and how do you know that? you’re just some ten-year-old weirdo that walked in on me.” he mumbled under his breath, making you giggle.

“i’m an orphan, mikey. i don’t even know what my parents look like or if i even have any to begin with. not even any knowledge on if i have sibling or not. ken and remi aren’t my real siblings, just people i grew up with.” you shrugged, making the blonde boy thin his lips.

“i’m sorry.” he apologized, his gaze lowering to meet his shoes.

“it’s not your fault. there’s too much love in this world to be consumed by regret or grief. i’m not saying that you shouldn’t grieve, but you have to pick yourself up and continue with the rest of your life eventually. it’s what your mom would’ve wanted, mikey.” you ruffled his hair as his eyes shimmered with hope.

“thanks, i’ll try. also, promise me that you won’t tell anyone about me crying.” mikey gave you a embarrassed look, holding up his pinky.

“i promise.” you intertwined yours with his.

suddenly, the door flew open, which startled the both of you.

“found you!”

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“i’m really sorry, sir.” the doctor heavily sighed, trying to pat your uncle’s back as the man sobbed in his palms.

“how bad is it? please, tell me she has time! she’s only ten, i want to be able to walk her down the aisle one day.” your uncle begged, choking between every word and cry.

“the tumor in right in the middle of her brain, wrapping around each and every blood vessel. it’s to aggressive for us to remove it, i’m sorry once again, but it’s inoperable. she’ll bleed out before we can even remove a centimeter of it. with proper treatment and medications, we’re looking at maybe ten more years.” the doctor replied, making your uncle rub his temples in worry.

“uncle!! meet my new friend, mikey! they live on the next block from our house.” you vibrant voice broke the depressing atmosphere. your uncle quickly wiped away his tears, giving you all a smile.

“hey, i remember you! you were in s.s motors with shinichiro.” your uncle patted mikey’s head.

“he’s my big brother.” mikey answered.

“i see, why don’t you come and have lunch with us. we’re going out for burgers, i’ll text your brother that you’re with us.” your uncle suggested, making the small blonde boy nod his head.

and just like that, the both of you became inseparable.

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high school came around and you were the only thing that was piecing manjiro sano, or rather the invincible mikey, together. he formed a gang and that included your brother in it as well. you all were a pretty tight group to say the least, yet no one could truly understand him better than you could.

not even his right-hand men such as draken or sanzu.

“i think i’m gonna disband toman and move away for some time, you now escape life for a little.” he sighed, opening the lid of the chocolate pudding before handing it to you.

“where’s yours?” you asked, confused as to why he only got one.

“didn’t want one.” he shrugged, digging in his pocket before pulling out a box of cigarettes. he plucked one of the cancer sticks out, planting it in between his lips before lighting it.

you watched him in disappointment, as he inhaled the smoke before coughing it out, eyes becoming watery as you scoffed.

“dumbass, give me that.” you grabbed the stick before throwing it on the ground, stepping on it.

“and that.” you grabbed the pack out of his hands before tossing it into the trash.

“y/n.” mikey called out.

“no, i’m really mad at you. i can’t believe you, mikey. pull that type of shit again and i’ll bury you, i swear. no girl would ever want to kiss you with a mouth like that.” you scoffed, flicking his forehead as he winced in pain.

“not even you?” he teased.

“i’d rather kiss a roach.” you playfully punched his bicep, earning a small laugh from him.

“they only had one pudding left, so i didn’t get one for myself.” he explained himself.

“we could always share, idiot. say ah.” you ordered, scooping a hefty amount of pudding before placing the spoon near his lips. he opened his mouth, eating it with content.

“see, much better than cigarettes. but i was being serious, mikey, i don’t wanna see those near your lips or reach ever again. swear on my life?” you glared at him, making him choke.

“hey! why are you giving me such a harsh swear??” he cleared his throat.

“so you’re saying you’ll lie and do it behind my back?!” you yelled, making him quickly shake his head.

“no, no, no! that’s not what i meant. i’m just saying that isn’t it such a big swear for something so stupid?” mikey tried to reason.

“your health is not stupid, mikey. don’t push my buttons and swear already.” you rolled your eyes, making him sigh.

“fine, i swear.” he said in defeat, stealing the reamining of your pudding to eat.

“hm, good. oh, going back to what you were saying earlier, why so suddenly?” you questioned, backtracking to the previous conversation before you both got out of topic.

“i don’t know, i feel like i’m bringing in my toxic energy in and engulfing everyone. maybe i should just let it all go and step back, you know? even you need a break from me to be honest.” he bitterly laughed. you kissed your teeth before grabbing a hold of his face, turning it to face you as you stared sternly at him.

“mikey, i’m not going anywhere. what i promised you seven years will never break, even after we die. our souls are one, and i can’t leave my other half. so, let me run away with you. wherever you want, i’ll follow right behind you.” you gave him a soft smile, caressing his cheeks lovingly. his expression grew softer, tears welling in his eyes as he buried his face in your chest. you wrapped your arms around him, kissing the top of his head.

it’s been rough on him, especially after losing shinichiro too in an accident. mikey’s been in a really dark place for a few months, shit, even scary if you were honest. he was snappy, rude, all dark and twisty. yet, you never gave up on him.

because you knew that at the end of the day, he was still the same small boy you found in that closet crying to himself.

“y/n, promise me something.” mikey sniffled, pulling away as he looked up at you, eyes holding so much vulnerability.

“i promised my entire life to you, what more should i promise?”you joked, wiping away his tears with the pads of your thumb.

“if we don’t find someone by the age of thirty, let’s get married. i’d rather spend the rest of my life with you than all alone.” he offered, a boyish smile dancing on his lips as your heart fluttered.

you could’ve sworn that it skipped a few beats, making it suddenly harder to breathe as your cheeks grew warm.

“stop fucking around with me, sano. it’s not funny.” you warned him, but his expression remained the same.

“you’re being deadass?” your eyes grew wide and he hummed in response.

“so, are you in or not?” the blonde boy cocked an eyebrow as he held out his pinkie, making you chuckle.

“jeez, it seems like you’re making a life or death contract with me. yes, i’m in.” you answered, intertwining your pinkie with his.

and to think that what you’ve been dreaming of for years were to come true would become only a nightmare.

it’s not until emma’s death where mikey completely disappeared, not answering anyones calls or even yours. you spent days trying to look for him all over the city and even begging koko to somehow track his number or something.

but every effort went in vain.

you cried for months, refusing to eat and giving up on the sweet treat that only reminded you of him. you had nightmares every night, and the only thought that circled your mind was that he was dead.

he was really gone.

until after nearly nine years, he came back. not alone, but accompanied with another person.

a girl, his girl, to be precise.

mikey went to the philippines for those years, returning with a completely new get up that would make it hard for anyone to guess that it was him. his beautiful blonde locks were now cut short with an undercut, dyed black.

you remembered the first day where he showed up at your doorsteps, your knees turned into jelly as you almost collapsed to the group if he didn’t catch you in time. you cried in his arms for so long, cursing and punching him from pain and anger as he whispered thousands of apologies to you.

you were happy, so fucking happy to see that he was alive. it put your mind and heart to peace, until you saw her walk out of the car.

“this is my girlfriend, y/n. we met a few years back and she’s just amazing, you know. i wanted you to meet the most important person of my life first since you’re my best friend.” he mischievously giggled, snaking an arm around her waist.

your throat became dry, heart shattering into a billion pieces as each word leaving his lips was like knives jabbing at your heart. it bled, threatening to leak out of your eyes. yet, you held back, trying your hardest to fake a realistic smile to keep your cool.

“nice to meet you.” you shook her hand.

“the pleasure’s all mine, mikey’s told me a lot about you.” she said, making you awkwardly laugh.

“oh, i see.” you dryly replied, clearing your throat.

“these are for you by the way, it’s a recipe that’s really sacred to my family. i hope you enjoy.” she smiled, handing you a box of what seemed like cookies.

fuck, i can’t even bring myself to hate her.

“thank you, that’s really sweet of you. uh, you both should stay over for lunch.” you offered, secretly praying that they refuse.

“sorry, y/n, i gotta get my bike inspected by ken-chin. next time, yeah?” he ruffled your hair, as you managed to let out a small hum. you waved them goodbye before entering your house, locking the door behind you.

you fell on your knees, letting out all the tears that you’ve been holding in. your cry was ugly, gut-wrenching and painful as it stole all the oxygen from your lungs and made you gag and choke.

it felt like someone died, well, it was sort of like that.

mikey was no longer yours, he was somebody’s else’s. you were all alone now.

you’re the other woman.

you probably shed a gallon of tears by now, trying your best to turn off the water tap glued on your eyes. but, the image of him snaking his arm around her waist never left your mind.

you glanced at the box of cookies on the floor, opening the lid to grab one and take a bite.

“fuck, they taste delicious too.” you cried, throwing it back in the box as you decided that it’ll be best to call out of work sick for tomorrow.

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the day has finally come, where you have to let him go. he was no longer yours, those days will never come back, now only a happy memory that you can confide to for comfort.

“y/n, you don’t have to do this.” draken sighed, placing a hand on your shoulder but you shook your head, determined to attend that damn wedding.

“i have to, ken. he’s my best friend, i can do at least this much for him.” you answered, fixing up the green dress that you wore before putting on your earrings.

“be selfish for once, y/n! i know that you love him, alright? i’ve been living with you since diapers, i know you like the back of my hand. you can lie to anyone but me, i know that you’re not okay. which is why i’m telling you that you don’t have to do this. i’ll tell him that you’re sick or something.” draken’s eyes softened, his expresison growing sad as he looked at your pained expression. you were smiling at him, yet he knew the thousands of thoughts and words that littered your mind.

“ken, i know. the only way i could give myself closure is by seeing it happen, in front of my eyes. i want my last memory of him to be happy and clear, so that when i think of him, i don’t feel pain or misery. if he’s happy then i’m happy because we are each others halves and no one can take that spot. besides, his fiance is so nice, i can’t even bring myself to hate her. he’ll be fine, i know he will.” you explained, grabbing drakens hands as you gave it a tight squeeze, looking up at the tall man that stood before you.

he bit his lips to contain himself from arguing back, caressing your cheeks before letting out a sigh. he nodded his head, deciding to butt-out of your business.

“okay, whatever makes you happy.” he said and you hummed in response before getting up to slip on your heels.

“let’s go, we have a wedding to go to.” you smiled at him, slipped your arm in his as you guys walked out of your house.

the drive to the church was short as it was the same one where hina and takemichi got married. you entered the ladies room where all the bridesmaids were getting dressed up as they all waited for you since you were the maid of honor.

“y/n, you’re here! god, you look gorgeous, maybe i should ditch mikey and marry you instead.” she joked, pulling you into a hug as you chuckled, patting her back.

“you look even prettier. damn, mikey caught a good one i gotta say.” you answered looking at her with eyes full of nothing but adoration.

she was sweet and understanding, a perfect wife for mikey. he deserved this, after being through hell and back, he deserved happiness and peace.

and you were willing to do anything to give him that, even if it meant to go to the ends of the earth and come back.

“it’s almost time! come on ladies, get in position.” one of the bridesmaids announced.

“i’ll see you at the aisle.” you rubbed her shoulder as she hummed, then taking your leave as you entered the wedding hall. you walked up where the priest stood, mikey standing right across you.

his eyes widened when he saw you, walking up to you without hesitation. he pulled you into a tight hug before pulling away with a smile.

“you look absolutely beautiful, y/n, as always. i’m so happy that you’re here, i was honestly so nervous, but after seeing you, i got my courage back.” he honestly said, making it hard for you to form words to respond to him.

“better not chicken out sano, i raised you better than that.” you playfully scolded him.

“yes ma’am!” he jokingly saluted, making you both laugh.

“mr. sano, please stand in position, the bride will enter in a few minutes.” the priest interrupted.

“sorry. i’ll talk to you after the ceremony, okay?” he held your hands, giving it a tight squeeze and you swore that if he was just a hair more closer, you would’ve broken down into tears.

“yeah, yeah, of course. go get married, sano.” you teased, making him blush as he walked back to his original position. you stood with one ring while draken stood with the other, the taller glancing at you frequently to check if you’re okay and you’d discreetly try to nod and give him the signal that you’re fine.

the music began to play and the doors opened, revealing mikey’s soon to be wife, now walking in with her father. a huge smile or her face as you looked over at mikey, only to catch him staring at you before averting his gaze to his wife.

she walked up the steps, now standing besides you as she turned to look at her soon to be husband. the priest began to read the wedding vows and it was soon time to exchange rings. the beautiful diamond ring glimmered under your eyes and you couldn’t help but wished it was for you.

it fit perfectly, like it was made for you and you knew that because you accompanied mikey when he went ring shopping. it was unfortunate to know that his fiance’s ring size was the same as you, so you helped him pick and size it. you remember not being able to take your eyes off of it as soon as he slipped it onto your finger. you felt chills as his skin touched yours, but now, it was reality; only not yours but hers.

“do you, _____, take manjiro sano as your wedded husband, to cherish in love and in friendship, in sickness and in health, in success and in disappointment, to love him faithfully, today, tomorrow, and for as long as the two of you shall live?” the priest asked, and without hesitation⸻

“i do.” she said with the brightest smile, giving him the most lovesick eyes known to mankind.

“do you, manjiro sano, take _____ as your wedded wife, to cherish in love and in friendship, in sickness and in health, in success and in disappointment, to love him faithfully, today, tomorrow, and for as long as the two of you shall live?” he now asked the groom, and to your surpise, mikey’s eyes were only focused on you.

please, say no, mikey. say no! you’re mine and i’m yours, it always been like that. please, say no.

your mind screamed and your heart bled, hoping for some miracle to change the events to bring it in your favors. but to your disappointment, none of that happened. he gave you a small smile before glancing at his bride.

“i do.” mikey said and the priest suddenly glanced at everyone in the room.

“any objections?” he loudly asked, as a moment of silence fell in the whole room.

me! i object. this wedding shouldn’t be happening, not even in a million years. that should be me in that dress and ring, not her. i don’t want to be the other woman.

“that’s a no then. i now pronounce you husband and wife. you may kiss the bride.” and with that being said, you averted your gaze to the bouquet of flowers as the crowd roared with cheers while they both kissed.

a few tears slipped from your eyes but you managed to quickly wipe them away, praying that nobody saw them. to which nobody did, except for draken as the man look at you with nothing but an aching heart to see you this heartbroken.

the after party was great, from the table of stories and lunch too. the cake was amazing as well, coming from the bakery that you and mikey often went to for study dates during your teen years.

“y/n! there you are, i’ve been looking for you everywhere. i just wanted to come here and thank you again for helping out with everything. you’re amazing and i’m so happy to know someone like you.” mikey’s wife came to you and pulled you into a hug, as you pat her back.

“of course, i wish you both the best of luck and a lot of happiness. treat him good, okay? he’s been through so much and he really deserves this. he’s a little childish and stubborn at times but he’s so sweet. he’s great and it breaks my heart to give him away but he’ll be okay. i know he will, he’s mikey after all.” you laughed, making her break into one as well.

“mhm, you got it!” she smiled at you once more before being whisked away by another relative for pictures.

“looks like you’re busy.” you heard a familiar voice behind you, turning around to see mikey grinning at you.

“yup, busy practicing how to spend the rest of my life alone without my other half.” you teased, making him chuckle.

“i suppose if you’re not too busy then you can spare some time to have a dance with me?” mikey wiggled his eyebrows, making your lips curl as you took his hand, being pulled away to the dance floor.

you wrap your arms around his neck as his arms snake around your waist. you both sway to the song and it felt like once again everyone else was just a blur and you both were now back in your own world, just the two of you.

“thank you, y/n. for everything, from beginning to end. i’ll never be able to repay you for everything that you’ve done for me. without you, i don’t think i’d even be standing here. you’re my one and only, forever and always; my other half.” he genuinely spoke, eyes glimmering with love and adoration, turning your brain into a bunch of mush and heart becoming all fuzzy.

“you just got married, mikey, don’t make your wife turn against me by saying those kind of things.” you chuckled, making him crack a smile.

“i mean it, you’re very special to me, y/n.” mikey said, tucking in a piece of hair behind your ear. you felt suffocated, feeling your airways and chest tightening. you couldn’t tell if it was from all that food you stress-ate or the feelings that threatened to pour out right this moment.

“can we go somewhere private, i gotta tell you something.” you urgently ushered him, as he quickly nodded his head before being dragged away to the groom’s room.

you quickly closed the door behind you, locking it before turning to face him. mikey grew concerned at your behavior and silence as he constantly asked if you were okay.

“if someone were to ask me what would be the best and worst day of my life, i would tell them that it was the day that i met you.” you breathed out, making mikey tilt his head to the side in confusion.

“huh?” he managed to say.

“it was the day where i found someone that understood me as a person deep from within, knew my every thought and feeling before i even had to say it or act on it. i found my other half, the person that made me, well, me. the person whom i’ve grown to not be able to live without as well. which also brings it to why it’s my worst day as well.” you grew silent, words feeling too heavy to spew out as tears gathered in your eyes.

“the person that i can’t live without, mikey.” you choked out, tears now streaming down your face as mikey’s eyes widened.

“y/n, i don’t under-”

“i love you, okay! not as a friend, but as someone more. i wanted to be the person that you spend the rest of your life with.” you cried, making him gulp harshly.

“i wanted to be your bride.” you sadly laughed, looking up at him with a tear-stained face as your mascara and eyeliner was now smudged.

“oh my god, y/n.” he whispered, trying to pull you into a hug but you quickly stopped him.

“don’t! if you hug me right now, i’ll break and won’t be able to stop myself. please, just hear me out. when we went ring shopping, i never wanted to take it off of my finger and it felt so nice when you put it on me. that night, i went home and couldn’t stop envisioning a future where it was us instead. i’ve loved you ever since we were kids, mikey.” you confessed, making him break into tears as he pulled you into a hug, unable to contain himself.

“then why the hell didn’t you say anything before? you even had the chance to object when the priest said the vows. why didn’t you say anything!” he sobbed, his embrace tightening as if he never wanted to let you go.

“because she’s good, mikey. you need a wife who’s sweet, tender, gentle and understanding. she’s perfect for you, mikey. you’ll be okay, i know you will.” you gave him a sad smile, holding his face as you looked deep into his eyes.

“but you’re also-”

“no, mikey. you need someone who can cherish you and spend many more happy years to come. i can’t give you that.” you sniffled, making him furrow his eyebrows.

“i don’t understand, what’s going on?” mikey panicked.

“i’m dying, mikey. that day that i met you, i was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor and it seems that i barely have a full month left to live. i was supposed to be long gone by last month but i guess i was lucky enough to see you get married.” you cried with a smile.

“no, no, you’re lying to me. this can’t be! y/n, this isn’t time for jokes, please, i can’t lose you too. i’ll marry you, i’ll manage something, i promise. please, just don’t leave me.” he begged, holding onto you like you would disappear from his reach if he were to let go.

“mikey, don’t make all of this go into vain. i worked so hard to come to terms with my feelings and get closure. which is why i waited until after the wedding to tell you because even if i do leave you, you’ll have her to be there with you. you need to live for me, and enjoy your life in happiness. okay?” you sobbed, trying to convince him but he kept shaking his head in denial.

“no! please, y/n! i-i-”

“here, make sure to share with her, alright? don’t get too greedy.” you tried to joke to lighten the mood, as you opened his palm to give him the container of chocolate pudding.

“y/n, please.” he cried, but you were stern with your decision. you felt yourself becoming light-headed and the familiar feeling of nausea. it almost felt like you were dying, ironically.

“bye, mikey.” you gave him a soft kiss on his cheek before running out of the room. mikey yelled your name behind like a madman as he ran after you, but you were too ahead. the fresh air hit your skin, sending goosebumps everywhere and it felt like you could breathe again.

you walked over to draken’s car and opened the door, sitting down as you were about to close the door.

“i love you too, y/n! i always have and always will.” was the last thing you heard before slamming the door shut, breaking into tears.

“start the car, ken.” you said in between your sobs, driving away from the church.

“so, you gonna hide from him forever or what? you know, y/n, i never told you how much i love you. well, not like that. but, i’m grateful for having someone like you in my life. i’d do anything to make you smile, you’re the most selfless and kind person i’ve ever met. an angel is what you are.” draken rambled, making you softly chuckle.

“thanks ken, i love you too.” you tiredly slurred your words, draken glancing at you as he stopped at a light, a smile etching on his face.

“seems like you’re tired, let’s get takeout tonight and go to the movies with remi. you know, just like the old days. what do you say?” draken asked, only to be met with silence. he chuckled to himself as he decided to not bother you and let you sleep till you both got home.

draken finished parking the car, calling your name a few times to try and wake you up, but you wouldn’t budge.

“jeez, gonna make me carry your ass up those damn stairs.” he groaned while getting out of the car and opening the door to yours.

“y/n-” he grew quiet, seeing your pale face made his blood run could. draken quickly bent down and put his ear on your heart, two fingers on your wrist.

no beat, no pulse.

“no, no⸻y/n, wake up! please, i need you to wake up!” draken cried, wrapping his arms around your cold and lifeless body to give you some of his warmth.

but it was no use, you were already gone.

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