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#WEEK AFTER WEEK HES BEEN BRINGING IT AND IM TIRED OF HIM NOT GETTING THE PRAISE HE DESERVES
boomingsmile · 10 months
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who gave sharp the audacity to be so kind, loving, sweetest person. D:< no amount of words i can put up will ever be able to contain the vibe he has; i desperately need a drink with him and i dont even drink and he doesn't even exist!
#smiletalks#ipeak#that man...............#that man instantly turns any of my ideas into a therapy session; hang on i wrote a fic in tags again#im working on a fic and it has 4.4k words chap where it's just him and mc talking through some ministry related topics#she s been down lately because interrogations took a toll on her despite not leaving a slightest shadow on her marks#sharp isnt pleased she used studying as a method for coping with everything#and it didnt escape him mc didnt want to think farther than her owls or rather the day she will leave the school for the summer break#WHICH HAD CAULDRON OF THE PROBLEMS POTION OF ITS OWN#tldr; mc is an incredibility tough for her age but crucially inexperienced to hold up the pressure put on her#and the amount of decision making#gurl is tired#let her sleep bring back the happy-go-lucky kid she used to be#WRITING FICS IN THE TAGS AGAIN.#idc ill keep on so sharp is wlling to save the day#“She might have grown up faster than her peers -- which shouldn't at all matter for her inner child still enjoys pumpkin fizz and snidgets”#“Although her penchant for brandy worries me. Why would a 16 years old young witch need so much?.. DOES SHE SMUGGLE UNDER MY WATCH. PEEVES?#“nvm turned out she has a granian somewhere; evidently it was stolen by poachers and kept in misery until taken into her care.”#“Also the reason her shoulder was dislocated a couple of weeks ago; *dares not mention he needed its hair; gets it for birthday as a gift*”#*doesnt know what to do absolutely flustered and loosing it but thanking mc she sent a package rather than handed it after class*#*or hed refused it or talked a way out of such a convenience*#*FAVORS MUST REPAY*#*his turn of not accepting refusals now*#“Always a pleasure to have students with high standards for discipline. Although. In her case -- someone needs to keep an eye on her.”#“We had a talk. Talks. We needed to be sure we'd pestered each other enough with 'silly questions for obvious answers' as she had put it.”#“I am up for the responsibility; her inverted sense of danger makes her jump at your presence Matilda I am so sorry I couldn't fix it in --#“-- in a few months. I truly mean an apology but neither of us should worry atm as her summer has been delegated to Mrs Sweeting.”#“I won 30 btw. Oh. Ask Dinah. Or Mirabel. I'm not disclosing until you know full details but I do wonder what were your suggestions.”#“........Thinking on it now how miserable I'd become should she chosen your nephew. Seeing is believing; she put up quite a play.”#“Until she blew everything up like an erumpent but I wouldn't say more. So.”
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actualtoad · 2 years
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today was such a day (negative, mostly)
#it’s my sisters birthday#she’s been really stressed because of my parents being so actively vehement at each other all week. she’s okay rn though#um#my friend teacher she/herred me like three four times while introducing me to somebody!!!!!!#and then???? my next hour teacher deadnamed me in front of the entire class because she doesn’t understand having multiple names in multiple#classes and yesterday she was bringing up how a different teacher had called me ari and i was like oh huh yeah okay i go by many names#like trying to be funny and vague about it but then today you know what she did? she called me ari-arthur-anya#she called me two school names and my FUCKING deadname because she doesn’t GET IT and im so FREAKING mad at her and she does NOT get a card#im so pissed im so mad at the two teachers that i thought were probably the most accepting teachers that i’ve ever KNOWN and now here they#BOTH of them on the same day one after another an hour apart!!!! im so pissed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#and i know that mr hidaka didn’t MEAN it he’s talked to me about gender and stuff like!!!! i know it’s not representative of all of him but#it just hurts really bad that people who i know and love who are SO important to my feeling even a little safe at school#it hurts really bad knowing that they don’t even think of me as myself. that mr h can just forget to use my pronouns makes me want to cry#im so tired of it being something that people have to remember to do. im so tired of this other everything being the default#i need a fucking beard or something i guess. give me some time please!!!! i want to be a teenage boy please!!!!!!!! im so tired!!!!#i had a good morning with mr hidaka mostly like. basically i skipped my first hour class i couldn’t do it today i didn’t want to be there#and i couldn’t do it. so i went to his room how i do. and i said can i stay here. and he said of course i could but i would get marked#absent from my first hour but as long as i was okay with that i could stay. and so i did and i was working on stuff. and then#another teacher showed up. and okay something you guys for sure don’t know about my friend teacher is that he’s a frisbee coach at my school#like he’s in charge of the ultimate frisbee team shdhdf. he’s really into it it’s not really a sport feeling thing but it seems like fun#so anyway the other teacher was like hey (hidaka first name) me and some guys from the team are gonna go throw some frisbees do you want to#and mr h was like. yeah sure!! and he gave me the option between i could stay if i wanted but i could come with too and i said i’d come with#but i cant do frisbee. so it turned out to be the kids from the team and the other coach were doing fancy stuff together and me and mr h#just played some catch and he showed me how to do it and it was really fun and nice and it was really good#so it sucked when then the other teacher was like. so who’s this lovely person anyway? (exact words he said)#and my friend teacher mr hidaka said oh she skipped her first hour so shes here with me#and that hurt my stupid feelings pretty bad!!!!!!! i didn’t say anything though#and then the rest of the day happened. and now im home#all i have left for the rest of the school year is just my chemistry final so im not doing homework tonight#im still making finishing his book into a high priority it’s higher than the project
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evie-sturns · 2 months
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ɢᴇᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ - ᴍᴀᴛᴛ ꜱᴛᴜʀɴɪᴏʟᴏ
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summary: you're spending the weekend at the sturniolos house, you've never had feeling for matt, but this weekend has been different, he just looks too good, the sexual frustration builds up to the point where you just have to get yourself off, but matt walks in on you..
Warnings: swearing, smut, f!masturbation, caught gettin freaky w yourself, fingering, p in v.
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i'm spending the weekend with my best friends, the sturniolos. i've never had any feelings for them, but this past week matt has been looking.. different. he's recently got more tattoos, his facial hair has grown out slightly, giving him a subtle moustache. matt's been wearing different earrings, longer ones, i've never thought about him this way, it weirds me out, but i can't help myself. i've had no privacy for the past 3 days though, constantly with a triplet. i've wanted to touch myself, but i physically cant.
i open the trash can, throwing in me, matt, nick and chris's empty solo cups, which were filled with rootbeer.
"im so fucking tired what time is it." chris yawns, standing up from the dining table.
"1:30am." nick mumbles, rubbing his eyes.
"okay guys, i'm going to bed yeah? gotta be up early for the beach tomorrow" chris says, doing stupid claps with a wide grin on his face.
i scoff, waving him goodbye as he disappears upstairs. nick runs over to me, giving me a quick hug "i'm gonna sleep too, love ya y/n, see you in the morning."
me and matt stand in the kitchen, i lean on the countertop slightly, scrolling on our phones. his face is lit by his screen, highlighting his features. i don't even notice the fact i'm squeezing my thighs together until he looks up at me.
"you okay, mrs. staring problem" he jokes, giving me a smile. my cheeks flush, i uncross my thighs and wipe my face quickly. "sorry." i say, quickly.
"i'm gonna go watch a movie okay? my rooms always open." i say, giving matt a hug.
i get butterflies, why the fuck did i get butterflies?
i feel a heat grow between my legs, i run upstairs, going into the spare room which im staying in for the next few days. i lock the door behind me,
atleast i think i do.
i flop down on the bed, my hand reaches under my waistband, tracing soft circles over my fabric of my panties. "fuck." i whisper before shimmying my shorts and panties down in one motion to my ankles.
im left with my bottom half revealed on the bed, i use one finger to trace my clit in circles. i squirm on the bed, restraining my moans. after a few minutes i plunge two fingers into my hole, pumping in and out.
my mind subconsciously flicks to matt, his tattoos, which crawl up his arms, his hair, his hands, i wonder what they would look like around my neck-
the door opens, my eyes bulge open, me and matt make direct eye contact, i instantly yank up my shorts,
"get out please!" i say, my voice shaking, as i sit up quickly
"oh fuck im so sorry!" he yells slamming the door shut, his face pale.
i fall back on the bed, covering my face with a long groan.
embarrasment.
is the only thing i feel, my heart pounds as i bring my knees to my chest.
after 10 minutes, i hear a quiet knock on the door, i sit up off the bed, walking towards the door and opening it.
im met with matts guilty face, his cheeks are flushed, a few strands of hair stuck to his forehead.
he opens his mouth, nothing comes out execpt for a small noise. he clears his throat "sorry."
"i uh, sorry um, i really shouldve knocked." he says fidgeting with his hand. i stay silent, my cheeks cherry red. "i swear i didn't see much." he assures, i look up at him, raising an eyebrow in a 'really?' way. he stares at me "maybe thats a lie, but i swear ill blank it out of my mind!" he says, his voice frantic.
"its fine matt, i shouldve locked the door okay? lets go watch a movie in your room." i say, giving matt a warm smile. he nods, walking towards his room.
i follow close behind him as he jumps into bed, laying an arms out, i jump in beside him, cuddling close into his side.
my heart beats again, when im nervous words just come out.
"i was thinking about you when i was touching myself." i blurt out, slamming a hand over my mouth. the room goes silent. im frozen in shock.
"what?" he says in confusion.
"not true." i mumble out. my hand glued to my mouth.
matt tenses up under me. "y/n.. you have to tell me right now what your were thinking about.." he says, calmer than expected/
i stay silent.
"y/n." hes cut off by my voice.
"you it was you, i don't know!" i say, my voice trembling from embarrassment.
"what about me?" matt teases, rubbing my shoulder comfortingly
"tattoos, hair, hands" my mouth is moving faster than my brain.
"is that so now?" he says, looking down at me.
i nod quickly, matt sits up on his knees before hovering over me. i look up at him, my eyes submissive.
he smashes his lips into mine, holding the back of my head. "matt" i whine into his mouth. "i know, i know." he says, pulling my shorts down. "can i?" he says, toying with the waistband of my panties.
"please." i beg, lifing my hips up to help him. he leans down and whispers into my hair.
"whats gonna happen is you're gonna ride me, and you arent going to make a single noise, nick and chris are right next door."
i nod, flipping us over, straddling his thighs with my bare lower half.
he pulls down his sweatpants, his large erection springing out. "you ready?" he says, tearing open a condom with his teeth and rolling it on him. "i really like you.." i whisper, hovering above his tip. "you need help sweatheart?" matt speaks, holding my ass.
i didn't, i just wanted to feel his hands on me.
"yes,- yeah please.."
he lowers me down onto him, halfway down. suddenly he drops me, my ass colliding with his thighs, i let out a gasp as he smiles, he lifts me back up to his tip, before dropping me again.
i let out a shaky moan, matt holds a hand over my mouth. "can't stay quiet can you baby?" he teases, lifting me up and down.
i squeeze my eyes shut, pushing myself up and down with my hands on his collar bones. i let out muffled whimpers, his hand clamped onto my lips.
"so good princess." he praises, lifting me up and down faster.
"you're clenching, gonna cum for me?"
i nod frantically,
"go on." he says, i instantly comply, orgasming on his length.
he groans before pulling out of me, his cum spilling into his condom. i instantly collapse on his chest. matt whispers praises in my ear.
i place a long kiss on his neck.
"pretty glad i didn't lock the door." i say in between breaths
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had a shitty day today so i wrote matt smut LMAO
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roesworks · 25 days
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keep playing, baby.
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sub!satoru gojo x dom!fem reader
summary : you were tired of satoru choosing video games over you, so you punish him to change his mind. warnings : nsfw, oral (m receiving), blowjob word count : 1.24k
i actually found a red thoughts tiktok and thought of this so please im begging (i just wanted to post something ml)
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maybe satoru needs a break from the gaming world.
you have been over at his house almost every day for a solid week and a half, and each and every one of those days, your boyfriend has been glued to his pc.
frankly, you were feeling a bit touch starved.
you entered his bedroom one night, where of course, he was stationed at his computer, and internally, you told yourself that you needed to get back at him.
how?
well, you had a few ideas.
you sat on his bed, and even though he invited you over, you were fully expecting him to not notice your presence. he was wearing a pair of blue pajama pants, a long sleeved white shirt, and his hair looked as if he came straight out of the shower. he looked beautiful.
you shook your head at the sight. "pity," you muttered. he didn't hear you over the ferocious tapping on his mouse and keyboard. you move positions and lay flat on your stomach, slowly inching closer to him.
you eyed the screen. he was playing with a couple of his friends, which, really you should've realized since he was practically screaming into his headset, but, you thought, what if you tortured him? in front of his friends, no less? a smirk crept onto your face.
you make your way off of his bed and start to crawl towards him on the floor. you made it under his gaming desk unnoticed and placed your hands on his pants. he jerked in shock, looking below him with widened eyes. "y/n..."
"shh... keep playing, baby."
you swear you heard him gulp.
he didn't know what he was expecting, but it certainly wasn't that. that meaning being told what to do. he was curious, though, to see where you were headed with this.
your hands make its way upward toward the band of his pants, and you slowly bring them down, along with his boxers. he shifted in his seat.
"satoru what the hell are you doing? you almost got us killed!" you could hear through the headset. you chuckled.
"i-" he looked down at you.
"play your game. don't focus on me." you meant that directly.
he cleared his throat, regaining his posture. "i was drinking something." his friends on the other side laughed as they continued to berate him.
pushing his pants completely off, he leaned forward. "spread your legs for me, baby," you spoke, and he obeyed. his large dick, already hard, fell in front of your face. your fingers reached out in front of you and you began to circle his red tip that was beginning to drip with precum.
"don't..." you heard him whisper. the teasing was working. you smiled to yourself.
"pay attention," you replied back, and you licked your fingers. his dick was practically throbbing in your hands. he gulped again. through the headset, you could hear his friends yelling at him again. the moment he tried to retaliate, you started to lick the tip of his twitching cock. his sentence was cut off with a yelp escaping his lips.
"please," he whined above you, "don't tease, please."
he was so quiet that if you didn't focus on his voice, you wouldn't have caught on to what he was saying.
you removed his dick from your parted lips. you tutted. "leaving me all by myself while you were busy pleasuring your computer..." you circled the tip with your fingers again. "that was very selfish of you, wasn't it."
"i'm sorry-"
you pushed your precum-covered fingertips into his mouth. "shh, baby, i'm not done."
you rarely ever spoke to him that way. after all, satoru gojo was the strongest jujutsu sorcerer in the entire world; he could have you tied on that bed and have you eat your words... but right now, he couldn't. he physically couldn't move. you placed such a dominant hold on him that he had no idea what to do.
"right now," you continued, taking your fingers out of his mouth, "i'm going to make you regret ever leaving me by myself again. leaving me on your bed to pleasure myself while you're off screaming into your headset..." he clicked his mouse rapidly. "...when you could've been screaming my name instead. it's a shame. what a waste of a week."
"pleaaase." satoru's words seemed to be on repeat.
you shushed him. "i wanna watch you struggle. i wanna watch you be silent. all in front of your friends. how long can you go for, hmm? surely a while; you don't want to embarrass yourself. the strongest jujutsu sorcerer in the entire world being dominated by his little girlfriend..." you chuckled as he shifted in his seat. "i can't give you the luxury of whining if you couldn't even show me an ounce of interest this week." he whimpered, his bright blue eyes connecting with yours as his mind went haywire.
you direct his head upward, advising him once again to focus on the game, and you stuck his dick into your mouth. you began to bob up and down slowly, teasingly.
he whimpered again above you, but this time, he was louder. "what the fuck was that noise, satoru?" you heard again through the headset.
he stuttered, trying to think of an excuse. "i-someone... i hit my elbow. sorry."
he sounded so pathetic. he was practically melting each time his dick hit the back of your throat.
he needed to be quiet. he couldn't speak, he couldn't moan, but god it felt so good that he just couldn't help himself. if he muted his mic, you would probably punish him even more than what you were currently doing. the point of the punishment was to watch him suffer in front of his friends. embarrassingly so.
finally, you quickened your pace. his attempts at staying quiet failed more often than not, but his friends were so invested in the game at hand that most of the time, they didn't really notice. all they managed to take in account was satoru's lack of performance, which still, they berated him more often than not.
it got to the point where he stopped playing the game completely. his headset stayed on, but his character stayed still. his hands were gripping your hair as his anguishing moans became louder and louder. he eventually would take his headset off and he threw it in front of him, not being able to withstand the silence. and god was he loud.
"keep going, please," he begged, his hands resuming its locked position in your hair. he let out another moan that echoed through the room. "fuckkk i'm gonna..." without warning (but you were expecting it with how loud he had gotten), he came down your throat. you swallowed a thick flow of cum, taking almost all of it down.
you removed his dick from your mouth, extra cum that you couldn't swallow dripping down your neck and face. "felt good, didn't it?" he nodded ferociously above you until he frowned.
"i'm sorry. really really sorry."
"i know you are." you chuckled. "that's the least of my problems. you better hope no one heard you on the headset." his eyes widened as he realized that his mic didn't disconnect.
if there was one other thing that his friends now knew about satoru gojo, it was that he couldn't be quiet for the life of him.
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kadwrites · 8 months
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a perfect fit | T.S
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summary ; you and your family are planning the engagement party.
warnings ; arranged marriage trope , soft!tommy, typos maybe?
a/n ; i would love to know what you guys think of this part!
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you're sitting on one of the chairs surrounding the dining table, a hand massaging your temple as the other brings the scorching hot tea to your lips, your eyes look at the table, papers and pens scattered everywhere. celest, your sisters in law, your friends and your mom all seem to be talking at the same time and they are so loud
"miriam ? miriam green? no i'm not inviting her!"
"mum ya can't not invite 'er.... she's dad's cousin" celest sighs , rose is asleep with her head on celest's shoulder
"as far as i know he's the best baker in birmingham and we certainly can afford it. so why shouldn't we get a cake?" fiona argues with madeline, tapping the pen against the notebook , the name of the baker and price of the cake written in her messy handwriting
"because we want to save that for the wedding." madeline argues back "we don't really need a cake for the engagement party."
you just sit there , watching them all argue as anna and renee go over the receipts of the dresses they planned to make for the party
"with the baby coming any day now.... i can't risk it. i think i'll have two dresses just in case, that way i'll have something to fit me anyways" renee, motions to her bump and anna nods
you'll let them have their fun and you'll just go over everything once everyone is asleep, you decide. you just stare at them, it's almost like a trainwreck really, you can't look away. while the women of your family are planning the engagement party of the fucking century, your nieces and nephew are all napping on the sofas. you envy that, you miss napping. you actually miss sleeping properly after all this happened
"what do ya think?"
"hmm?" you look up at celest as she stands next to you, showing you the guest lists, at least the ones your family is deciding to invite "i'll take a look later" you look away again, sipping your tea
"tommy said he'll be here right?" celest asks again, a hand on rose's head
you chuckle, you can't believe this is actually happening "yeah, he's supposed to drop by any minute now"
"is he bringing the ring too?"
"mhm." you answer, still observing your family. your engagement ring was done and you needed to see if it fits well.
"are ya okay?" celest crouches down, with rose still in her arms
you turn, smiling softly "yeah , why wouldn't i be?"
"ya seem.... out of it."
"just tired is all, planning this fucking thing is just tiresome" you smile again, squeezing her shoulder gently "i'm fine"
celest stands up, she puts a comforting hand on your head, smoothing down your hair before walking away , she'll probably go put rose down in the crib, the crib that your mother insisted on having in her room
abraham walks in, leaning down to kiss anna on the cheek. her smile is shy and flustered , renee wiggles her brows at anna. then he walks to you, he has his hands in the pockets of his trousers
"your fiancé is here." he nods at you
speak of the devil. you put your cup down "let 'im in." you motion for him to go
and as soon as the women heard his name, they scattered away wanting to give you some privacy , anna helped renee get up from the chair and up the stairs, your mom went up too. and celest stayed in your parents room with rose. madeline and fiona probably went outside.
he's been dropping by often in the past two weeks, deciding on the engagement party.
"hello" he greets you as he walks in, you're still on the chair , your fingers massaging your temple
"hello, thomas."
"is everything alright?" his eyes wandered to the scattered papers on the dining table
"yeah everything is fine" you sighed , your hands drop down to the table, then you pick up your cup again "care for a cup of tea?"
"sure"
you grab the teapot and grab one of the cups around it, pouring his tea in. you place it back on the table
he sat down, sipping his tea as he looked at you , you grab the guest list that celest brought, looking over the names
"your family seems.... excited"
"thats an understatement" you chuckle, grabbing a pen to scratch out any names you didn't want there " 'aven't seen them so excited since the war ended." you mumbled.
"were ya in any relationship before this 'appened ?"
he asked the question so casually , you slowly look away from the paper to look at him "what?"
"were ya in a relationship before we got engaged?"
"why do ya wanna know?" you raise a brow
"just curious" he sipped his tea, his eyes still on you
"no"
"why not?"
you put the paper and the pen down, looking at him again "what kind of question is that?"
"a normal one."
you blink a couple of times, "i 'ave high standards when it comes to dating" you lick your lips before speaking again "i mean had , i guess."
"fair enough."
"what about you?"
"me ?"
"were ya seeing anyone?"
"if i was i wouldn't be getting an arranged marriage now ,would i?"
you shrug, grabbing the paper again "some married men still date"
"im not one of them"
you snort a laugh, still looking at the paper and it was his turn to raise a brow
"what's so funny?"
"nothing."
"ya think i'd do that?"
"yes" you answer rather bluntly as you pick up one of the other papers "gangsters aren't exactly known to be the most loyal of husbands, and ya do 'ave a reputation"
"i do?" a small smile is on his lips "what kind of reputation?"
"a bad one" you mumble "people say that you're a whore."
he chuckled, putting his cup down "doesn't mean i'm a cheater now does it?"
your lips curl up "i guess not."
for a moment a comfortable silence ensues before he stands up, you don't look up, too engrossed in the papers to do so. but your eyes widen when you see him lower to the ground, you slowly turn your head to see him, down on one knee with a velvet black box in his hands, the diamond engagement ring catches the light and it shines . it's probably the biggest diamond you'd ever seen in real life, it's gorgeous
you open your mouth a couple of times but no words come out, your eyes darting between his "tommy what are ya doing?" you finally speak
"what do you think im doing?"
"i don't know."
"would you marry me?" his voice softens, the small smile still on his lips, his blue eyes bore into yours.
"i...." you stutter, letting the paper go , you lick your lips. a laugh escapes you, your heart feels like its going to jump out of its place. your hands shake and you just can't look at anything but his eyes "yes"
he takes out the ring out of its box, grabbing your hand so gently like you're made out of delicate porcelain, sliding the ring on your finger. it's a perfect fit, it's the most beautiful thing you'd ever seen. he brings your hand to his lips, they brush against the softness of your hand , you feel as if that ignited your whole body on fire. his eyes are still on yours.
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sincerlyleclerc · 1 month
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ciao, amore
cl16 x reader
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part I
warnings: google translate, nothing else really just fluff
word count: ?
summary: maybe that summer fling from monaco wasn’t just a summer fling.
a/n: the ending to my last fic was so terrible so i hope this makes up for it, also this is part 2 of salvatore so enjoy 🤍🤍🤍🤍 click on the title for the song
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“bonjour? chérie?” the familiar voice that you missed and craved bringing a smile to your lips. “char?” you questioned if you should ask someone to pinch you to ensure that you weren’t dreaming and it was in fact him who was calling you right now. “hi,” you imagined a smile spreading across his face, his dimples deep and his eyes lighting up. “i’m sorry i haven’t texted or called until now, i’ve been busy with training” “no it’s fine, just worried me for a second” “what did you think i wasn’t going to call you? i could never do that,” a soft laugh followed after his words “tu es tout ce à quoi je pense” *you’re all i think about*
you and charles had called, facetimed, and texted nonstop over the next few weeks after that first phone call you got from him. he loved listening to you talk wether it was about your day or wether you were giving him a haul of things you had gotten when you were out shopping it don’t matter he just loved hearing your voice. he would talk to you about how his training was going and how excited he was to get back on the track for the new racing season. every friday night you would both take turns teaching each other how to cook a new meal on facetime, the lastest one was pesto pasta taught to you by charles.
“and then you drain the pasta and add the pesto with a little bit of water” he spoke, draining the pasta out into his sink before walking back over to the kitchen counter. “how much water like that much?” “un peu plus” *a little more* he looked up at the computer screen a good distance away to make sure it didn’t get any water or pesto on it. “bien?” your own eyes glancing up at him on the screen. “perfecto” he smiled, kissing his fingers like an old italian man. “thank you chef charles” a laugh leaving your lips “okay now wine” with a clap of his hands his voice trailed off as he walked out of the frame before coming back with a bottle of red wine in hand. you both pouring yourself a a glass of wine before he held it up to the screen. “cheers mon amour” *my love*
for valentine’s day he sent you a bouquet of 100 red and white roses with a note that read “roses almost as beautiful as you, from yours charles.” along side the roses he sent you chocolate covered strawberries and a stuffed bear wearing a red ferrari suit with the number 16 on the back.
“did you like it?” “i loved it charlie merci.” “i want to see you. come to the next race in monaco, i can pay for the flight and everything j’ai juste besoin de te voir” *i just need to see you* he bit at his bottom lip as he spoke into the phone that was held to his ear. it was dark but the lights around the track lit up the entire place, he was there checking it out with carlos and the rest of the drivers as they always did before every race. “charles are you sure i mean..” “yes im sure, please i must see you.”
he flew you out to monaco that same night, bought you the plane ticket without a single second thought in his mind. you arrived in monaco at four in the morning. he waited for you there at the airport. he wasn’t in the slightest bit tired all he could think about was holding you.
“mon amour” *my love* the moment he saw you his arms wrapped around you. his scent just as you had remembered it. he pulled his head back from your neck, a smile on his face before he placed a soft kiss to your lips. “tu m’as manqué” *i missed you* his hand came up to rub soft circles against your cheek, his dimples showing from his adoring smile, his eyes looking at you with a soft twinkle in them. “i missed you too cha”
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the rock in our throats
Pre-outbreak!Joel Miller x fem reader
Summary: Joel and Y/N face the society reacting to their age-gap. 
Word count: 7.2k
Warnings: MISUNDERSTANDING-TROPE, ANGSSSTTTTT, SMUT SMUT (these are definitely not in order or you’ll be spoiled) MDNI 
a/n: im back with another Joel fic!!!! This is a whole rollercoaster so buckle up!!! Also know that Snow, Lace girls) and Lock (boy) are three of my OCs, I named them after inanimate objects just so they don’t offend anyone with the same name. <3 comments and reblogs are appreciated. 
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Feet with their mind of their own carried you downstairs with a speed of light. You had heard Joel’s truck pulled in the driveaway, causing you to abandon the book you were reading to keep your mind from racing about his arrival. 
Just as your feet planted on the floor, your eyes fixed on the door as it slightly pushed open revealing the man you had hopelessly fell for two years ago. He hadn’t acknowledged you as he quietly shut the door. Turning around, the pair of warm brown eyes set on you, when he sees you standing there in your pajamas, adoringly staring at him, his face softens. 
He dropped his bag, a sigh of relief escaping his lips and within a heartbeat you launched yourself at him. Arms flying around his neck as his hands gripped your waist, steadying you. 
“Missed you so much” you mumbled in his neck. He tightened his grip on you at the admission. 
Joel had been to San Antonio for a week to negotiate a contract with a customer.
“Me too, baby,” he whispered, bringing his right hand to stroke your hair
You pulled away as you realized he must be tired, but before you could ask anything, he pulled you into him,
 “Shouldn’t have stayed up, ‘s late” he placed a kiss on your lips that you were quick to deepen. You sighed as he lightly bit your bottom lip. 
“Mmm, couldn’t sleep without knowing you made home safe,” you smiled up at him, “you hungry?” 
He shook his head no, loving the way you treated him like a child and cared for him.
 “Not hungry, back pain ‘s all, wanna sleep” 
You smiled drop as he gently tugged you towards the stairs. Your small hands in his much larger ones. He led you to the bedroom you shared for the past month,
Moving in with Joel after almost two years of hidden relationship was a way to make it official to everyone that you both were together. Though whatever you had anticipated could happen, did happen; continual discussion of your age difference, about him being divorced, about you being naive, about him being a father. 
Given that you both placed a high priority on your relationship, you hadn’t truly heard the gossip by your own ears. However, you had observed the glances that were directed towards you on two separate occasions when you and Joel were present at the mart.
His steps halted in front of Sarah's door, “she was good?” he asked over his shoulders. 
You nodded your head, “Joel she’s not a kid, of course she was alright,”
He pulled you in the bedroom, as you continued, “Plus i think since i moved in, we’ve bonded even more” 
Joel was quick to introduce you and Sarah once you both had confessed the love to each other. And Sarah was quick to welcome you in her life. It was perfect among you three. It was your perfect world. Except that you had to face the world outside your bubble, which was a little too far from perfect. 
 Joel turned around to peck your cheek, “so proud ‘f my girls” 
My girls. You smiled
You were his. You belonged with him. With them. The fact still released butterflies in your stomach. 
Joel took off his shirt and winced. Your facial expression displayed a distortion of worry which Joel was quick to observe, “back’s hurtin’ is all, don't worry,'' he smiled as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, pulling your forehead close to his lips to place a chaste kiss. 
“We need to get some gel, Joel” you reminded him
-
This is how you found yourself standing in the mart, in front of the shelf with gels. You had dropped Sarah school before heading here. Joel was asleep when you both left. Sarah wanted to meet her dad but you suggested that she lets him get enough sleep and meet him when she returns from school, to which she happily agreed.
Skimming your eyes through the rack, you found the one you were looking for, Voltarol. You grabbed one and walked toward the counter. You picked a few snacks on the way there. 
“y/n?” you heard a lady call your name
Turning around, you met none other than the most gossipy woman of the town, Nancy. 
“Hi!” you put on your best fake smile to greet her
“Whatcha got there?” she asked, eyes already prying your arms. You could have taken a basket but snacks weren’t planned. 
“Oh, just snacks” you shrugged, you kept your answer short, avoiding the long conversation
“And, what’s that? A gel?” she asked earning a groan from you, 
“Yeah, Joel’s got a back pain so i figured-”
“Of course!” she exclaimed startling you
Looking at your furrowed brows, your confused stance she continued, “I mean,” she sang, “Joel’s old. Don’t you think you’re too young to settle for that old man and tend to his back pain?” 
Your heart sank at her words, and more at the amount of venom that dripped from that single sentence alone. 
“Don’t you think you’re a little too nosy in others’ decisions?” you spat as you moved to the side, 
“Jeez, relax! You’re turning into an old grumpy woman. Maybe something about the company-” 
You left before she could say more. The longer you stood, she would’ve fed you with her sick mindset. 
Of course Joel was old. But that never lessened the love you had for him. You had been with guys around your age and all you ended up with was a broken heart and then came Joel, treating you like a real gentleman would.
You both took sufficient time to make a decision about living together. Your relationship being a secret never attracted comments but once the news spread through the town about you and Joel living together, every other mouth was murmuring about you both. 
Staying in most of the time had its perks; you never found out about all the gossip. But it could only last so long. 
You paid the cashier before hurrying to your car. Settling in, you took a  few deep breaths. 
She’s just being mean. I won't let her ruin my day. Her words don’t mean anything. Joel and I love each other, that's what matters the most. 
As soon as you closed the door, entering the house, you were met with silence. Joel‘s still asleep. 
Placing the snacks on the counter you climbed the stairs, a gel in your hand, and a planned massage for him in your head. You opened the door to see Joel lying on his stomach. With his moments you could tell he had woken up and then his voice sounded, 
“Where’d ya go?” eyes closed, he muttered, his voice hoarse. You crossed bed to stand on his side, 
“Dropped Sarah, and picked this” you grinned, showing him the gel 
He squinted his eyes to read the label, “darlin’ you didn’t have to” he turned around to lay on his back. 
“Of course, I had to!” you tapped his legs, urging him to sit up. He obliged without any protest and god did you love it when he was submissive to you, knowing the outside world would never see this soft Joel. 
“Still hurtin’? You asked as you noticed a slightest distress in his face as he sat up
“A little” he grunted
You tugged at his shirt, “off” you demanded 
“You don’t have to-” he looked up at you as he rubbed his eyes
“I know, Joel. I want to” you softly cut his sentence 
He layed back on his stomach again as you straddled his legs. Just having him naked except for sleeping boxers, totally submitting to you, sent a tingle down your core. But you ignored it. Your only focus was to make Joel feel better. 
You squirted some gel on your palm, setting the tube on the side, 
“I’ve never done this before,” you warned him,
“Neither have I, honey,” his muffled voice giving rise to a small giggle leaving your lips
You carefully splayed your hands on his lower back as you spread the gel. the delicious combination of the hotness of his skin mixed with the coolness of the gel stirred something in your stomach, 
Focus. Focus. Focus 
You pressed your fingers in his muscles, feeling the knots. He moaned at the relief. 
“Felt so good,” he muttered, 
You continued massaging his back, digging your fingers wherever you felt the stress. Taking notes of and following what brought him pleasure, you moved your small hands through his back and shoulders. Occasionally scratching his back with your nails and pulling the sounds of pleasure from his throat. 
All the sounds he made did not help, but only worsened the condition between your legs. You felt giddy, knowing you made him feel this good. 
You only prayed that the wetness between your legs didn’t seep through your thin pajamas and on his skin. Because this was about him and him only. Completely oblivious of Joel's situation underneath you, that after a few digs and dips of your fingers he started getting hard and by this time he was rock hard. 
“Baby” he breathed, “st-stop” he started to move, his cock taking control of his brain, 
You were startled, immediately getting off of his legs, “did- did i do something wrong?” you asked innocently,
He laid on his back as he stared at the ceiling, his breaths heavy “no darlin’, you did a good job, ‘s jus’-” he huffed as he took your hand and placed it on his member
Your mouth hung open as you felt his cock through his boxers, your mouth salivating just at the imagination,
He looked at you, waiting for you to say something, 
“Good thing I know how to take care of that too,” you smirked as you moved to hook your fingers on the waistband of his boxers as you slowly, teasingly, slid them down, closely watching his reaction change.
“That’s my gir- mmph”
 As soon as his cock sprang free from its confines your gaze immediately left Joel’s. 
His angry reddened tip, decorated with beads of his precum stood hard. You wasted no second in stradling his laps. Your petite fingers wrapped around his member, thumbing on his tip; spreading his leak through the length. You pushed your hair to one shoulder as you bent forward, maintaining eye contact with Joel’s hooded eyes, you kissed the tip, earning a strangled moan. 
You smirked, loving the effect you had on him. His eyes begged for more. You hollowed your mouth, taking his length in your mouth. Your fingers toying with his base. The taste of him was the first taste of your day. His hand made its way to your hair, guiding your mouth; in and out.
“Jus’ like that, baby” he praised 
 He grunted when you twirl your tongue around him, his cock twitching letting you know he’s close. 
“Such a good girl, f’ me,” you watched his eyes closed as he bucked his hips in your mouth, losing himself in the pleasure. 
You quickly removed your mouth, saliva spilling from the sides of your lips, 
“Eyes on me,” you demanded and god did that turn him on 
“Y-yes mami, please continue” he struggled to keep his eyes open, with your plush lips wrapped around his thick cock. 
He guided his cock to your throat causing you to gag. He smirked, repeating the action until tears spilled from your eyes. He used his free hand, gently wiping the tears. 
Perfect combination of rough and soft
You were soaking wet at this point, his dick in your mouth, hand fisted in your hair, and his sinful moans and grunts in your ears. 
He guided your head away, as he manhandled you and in a split second your positions were switched. You gasped as your head hit the soft pillow while Joel towered over you, on his knees. 
“That…was impressive” you breathed as Joel connected your lips in a feverish kiss.
“I’ve still got some strength y’know,” he mumbled as he pulled away slightly before he captured your lips again. It was nothing soft and slow but all teeth and tongue fighting for dominance. 
You would've just giggled at his response but instead you felt a pang of hurt in your chest, 
Joel’s old. Her voice rang in your ears as you blinked your eyes to focus in the moment
Joel grumbled tasting himself on you. Too lost in the kiss you missed when his hands slipped to your sides, pulling down your pajamas and panties in one swift motion. 
You broke the kiss, “Joel” you took a deep breath, his eyes finding yours, waiting for your command, “fuck me wreckless” 
His smirk grew at the command, “yes, m’lady” 
His fingers found your cunt in an instant. You moaned at the contact of his calloused fingers with your aching center. 
He circled your clit a few times before plunging his middle finger knuckles deep without a warning, 
You screamed, “of fuck, Joel-” 
“M gonna wreck you, darlin” he grunted as he drove his finger in and out while his thumb pressed on your pussy, making you squirm, 
“Nngh feels so good” you moaned, 
“So needy, huh?” his eyes glued to throbbing pussy and the juices it squirted, 
He added another finger, building the pressure and maintaining the pace. You felt the knot in your stomach tightened. 
“Close, mmh Joel, i'm close” you struggled to speak, your knuckles turning white as your gripped the sheets beneath you
You arched into his touch, your legs started to tremble as you felt the climax reach. He used his strong free arm across your stomach to keep you in place as he assaulted your cunt. 
“Cum for me, darlin” 
And you did, right then and there. You closed your eyes as you screamed his name like a prayer,
“Look at me” he ordered and you blinked away the tears that had formed in your eyes to obey him, 
He held your gaze as he lowered his mouth and lapped the juices you had released. He devoured it as the first meal of the day,
“Taste so good,” he mumbled more to himself
He drank every drop until you finished. Your chest heaved as he climbed on top of you and connected your lips,
You both moaned in unison as you tasted yourself on his lips, 
“Ready?” he asked as he guided his cock to your entrance
You nodded your head, 
“Words” he spat
“Yes, yes Joel, I'm ready!” you whined, 
And he slipped in, inch by inch until he was balls deep. 
He had fucked you countless times but his size always surprised you and your pussy always hugged him like the first time. 
“So fuckin- tight, this pussy,” he grunted as you adjusted to the size
“Move” you croaked and he obliged, setting a slow and steady pace, 
“My pussy,” thrust “mine to ruin” thrust, harder, “mine to love,” thrust, harder and faster, 
Your walls clenched around him at the words, at the possession, 
He had picked up the pace, fucking into you relentlessly. It wasn’t usual he fucked you this hard but you asked for it, and you were glad.
“So thick” you breathed
He sat on his knees as he wrapped your legs around his waist, holding you there, pounding into you through a different angle, brushing your g-spot everytime. 
“Right there, yes” you bit your bottom lip, 
“Don’t hold back, darlin’ let me hear you” his pace was unbelievable, you felt nothing but him. The coil tightened in your stomach, it was embarrassing how quickly he was pulling another orgasm out of you, splitting you in half,
“Joel, can i cum–” 
“Not yet darlin” he stuttered
The feeling was a lot, you tried your best to hold back. The feeling of his cockstretching your walls, his balls tingling your inner thigh in every thrust. Your thighs twitched, as he held them tightly around him, 
“Joel, please-” you begged, 
His thrusts started to become sloppier, his cock twitched inside you and he nodded, 
“C’mon baby, milk my cock,” he urged
That made you trip from the edge and you came, harder. Your mouth forming incoherent words between his name
He never stopped his movement throughout your high, only when you were done did he spill his seeds, covering your insides with his release. 
He let go of your legs as he collapsed over you, making sure to shift his weight to his elbows
He looked ethereal, post sex suited him so well. His skin glowing with sweat and morning light. His brown curls were a mess. He placed a lazy kiss on your forehead, then lips, “you ‘kay?” he whispered
You nodded, too blissed out to reply verbally. Too much in awe of his soft, sweet side. 
He pulled his cock out and you both winced. He pecked your overstimulated cunt once causing you to shiver before he left for a cloth. 
He cleaned both of you, murmuring praises on your skin as he wiped your legs. 
“Wrecked ya, huh?” he said as he observed your fucked out state, 
You hummed in response, “forgot you even had a back pain” 
“What back pain?” he feigned confusion as he tossed away the cloth, causing you to giggle 
You knew you couldn’t share your encounter with Nancy at the mart, you knew he was already silently insecure about the age gap.
-
Joel was quick to return to work after his trip to San Antonio. He headed to a bar with Tommy before returning home. The brothers conversed about a deal that Joel had made.
“Hey, there’s Frank, wanna come?” Tommy said, looking over Joel’s shoulder. 
Joel turned his face to see Frank talking to a woman before bringing his attention back to his neat whiskey,
“No, ‘m a’right here” He grumbled, watching Tommy leave from his peripheral vision
He downed his half empty cup before he ordered another. He zoned out looking at his whiskey, his fingers tracing the rim of the glass. 
A low grunt beside him caught his attention, turning his face and he was met with Arthur ordering his liquor. 
Joel returned his gaze to his whiskey and taking a sip, 
“Howdy, Joel? How was San Antonio?” Arthur asked
“Was fine, made a deal” Joel replied, already wanting an out from his company. His head is already cloudy from drinking.
“And how’s ya little thing doing?” Arthur leaned, instantly causing Joel to lean away. He wasn’t sure he heard it right
“What?” Joel barked,
“Ya know,” Arthur swung his wrist gripping the glass of whatever he ordered, he shrugged, “that sweet little y/n-” 
“Watch your mouth” Joel growled
“All i’m saying is she’s too young, deserves someone who can actually take care ‘f her” if Arthur was any sober he would’ve shut up after Joel’s first warning, but he just mindlessly continued,
Joel’s bore a hole on the side of his head with his intense gaze, his grip tightening on the glass as he watched Arthur speak, “jus’ feel bad for her, stuck with you–” 
Joel gathered Arthur’s collar in his hand,
POW!
Joel’s fist collided with Arthur’s jaw in a swift motion. 
-
“- and when i told Chris about it, he was equally appalled and said, no offense” Lace lightly held your arm before quoting her boyfriend, “it’s a phase for you and that you’d get over Joel, either way its- ” you gaze shifted to Snow who stood beside Lace, offering you an apologetic smile,
Snow and Lace were your best friends since school. Snow never judged you for your relationship with Joel. Lace, on the other hand, did not always agree with your choices even if she did love you. 
“Lace,” you began, cutting her rambles, “i’m happy, isn’t that enough?” you sighed, tears brimming at the corner of your eyes. 
The three of you were at Millie’s, one of your mutual friends, birthday party. It was your first public appearance after moving in with Joel. you were too scared to join but Lace and Snow were adamant about you joining them. 
Few of the girls asked you weird questions but thanks to your two friends who cornered you to avoid more conversations. 
Lace was quick to notice your eyes, as she took your hand, “of course! but-” 
“No ‘but’s, we’re done. I think I should head home, it’s pretty late,” Snow announced, your gaze darted to the clock, 11:45 stared back at you.
“Yeah, i’m leaving too-” 
“y/n?” it was, Auburn, one of Millie’s friend who you met twice at parties, you knew she cheated on multiple boys just because she thought she was too good for them, “wh- are you guys leaving already?” Auburn looked around the three of you,
“Yeah, can’t stay out late, y’know” Snow carelessly answered as she fished something from her bag, leaving the kitchen
“And let me guess, y/n, you have to go home to your old man?” Auburn directed at you
“Well, at least I have someone to go home to,” you knew it was a cruel jab, but you didn’t care at the moment. 
She gasped, clearly taken aback, “Wow, the old man-” 
“It’s Joel” you interrupted, to which she only rolled her eyes before continuing, 
“Yeah, poor Joel, i mean, having to deal with you every single day, God, i’d be damned” 
Before you could reply, Lock showed up at the kitchen door, “hey, I was leaving, ya need a ride? Snow’s in the car” He was one of your close friends. 
Lock got a nod from you before you pointed at Auburn, “Maybe you need to grow up,” you muttered, already heading out of the kitchen before you heard her voice, “don’t go falling in love, it’s all about good fuck-” you shut the door behind you,
You quickly got into Lock's car, not bothering to bid anyone goodbye. Your vision was glossy, you held back your tears through the small distance to your house, 
It was around 12 when you stepped in the house, the television was on in the living room. You peeked to see sarah on the couch,
“Sarah, what are you doing up?” your voice was harsher than intended, 
She jumped and you almost felt guilty for the way you scared her, 
“You’ve got school tomorrow, go to bed. Now.” you scolded watching her turn off the tv as she muttered a small ‘sorry’ heading upstairs. 
Joel still wasn’t home. And as an unspoken rule, you didn’t want to go to bed without him, like he doesn’t without you. 
You removed your earrings, placing them on the table before you slumped on the couch,
The voices in your head growing, 
Is this wrong? 
Why can’t they keep their noses out of my relationship decisions?
Does Joel feel that I'm way too young for him? 
Is he embarrassed too?
 The longer Joel took to come home, the louder the voices became, 
Does Sarah get questioned about me and Joel?
Does Sarah still like me?
Does Joel still-
You heard the door unlock and you brought yourself up. Joel stumbled in, you knew he had a few drinks. Quickly you got up to hug him and to have him silence the noises in your head, 
Too disappointed about your night, you didn’t notice the bandage on his knuckles, or the sour expressions he wore, as you moved your body to hug him, 
His figure stiffened against you. His hands coming up to your arm as you shuddered under his touch, 
“What’s wrong?” he muttered as he stroked your hair, putting aside his pain to try and heal yours.
You shook your head, not wanting to feed his insecurity, “party was a bit exhausting” you lied
“C’mon baby,” as he moved you both toward the couch, “ya wanna talk about it?” 
You straddled his lap burying your head in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent of whiskey and cigarettes 
His hands traced your back softly and you whimpered, you loved Joel so much. 
You picked your head up to face Joel. He looked tired. Nevertheless, one of his hands cupped your face and instinctively, you placed a kiss on the inside of his wrist before intertwining your fingers with his, and that's when you felt the skin of bandage under your fingertips, 
“What happened?” it was your turn to be concerned
He stayed quiet for a beat, both of you looking in between you, your intertwined hands but feeling miles away emotionally,
“Just a random cut, nothing serious” and it was his turn to lie,
That was the turning point of your relationship. 
“C’mon let's go to bed,” Joel suggested,
-
The next few weeks went by the same. Everywhere you went, they talked shit. Sometimes you defended but other times you were tired of talking back knowing they won’t stop either way. 
You noticed how Lace kept pushing Lock to you. Always calling him over when you had plans with her and then leaving quickly so you and Lock can spend some time alone. He was a nice guy, but you only saw him as a friend, nothing more, nothing less. And Joel knew it too. 
But oh when he kept getting “with Lock” as your response to his “where ya at”, did he start to feel otherwise. Almost everyday at work he was defending his relationship with you, and after knowing you’re with Lock most of the time, he started believing the criticisms. 
“Things alright between you two?” Tommy carefully asked Joel one day,
“Yeah, why?” Joel didn’t remove his gaze from the contract paper in his hand,
Tommy shrugged, “i don’t know, been seeing her with that Lock guy a lot these days so–”
“Look good together, don’t they?” another man chirped in, but as soon as he received a deathly glare from Joel he backed off immediately. But the words stuck with joel, look good together
That night when you clung to him, like you always do, he didn't reciprocate. The voices in his head were getting loud and you weren’t there to silence them. 
-
“Where?” he snarled 
It was just another rough night for the two of you. Joel had canceled plans with you because work buddies are insisting on game night , delaying it to the next week. Both of the times Lace and Snow had swung by. With Lace reciting her “you deserve better” mantra. 
Earlier this week, Snow had asked you to go shopping for her vacation. And you couldn’t say no, given she had dropped her things just because you were depressed when Joel canceled the plans for the second time. 
If he could, why couldn’t you?
“Shopping” you put another popcorn in your mouth as your eyes fixed on the movie. 
You were upset. You were mad at him. And the whole week had passed without Joel noticing it. Maybe it was about time. 
You felt his eyes on the back of your head. You wanted nothing more than to turn around and make up for the lost time. Clear all the distance that had somehow forged its way between two of you. 
But you didn’t. You resisted. You wanted to check your and  his limits
“Of course, and Lock is gonna be there” Joel scoffed, placing his hands on his hips where he stood at the back of the sofa you sat on. 
That hit the button instead. You exhaled a shallow breath, not believing your ears, 
“What is that supposed to mean?” you turned to face him, his typical annoyed stance in display for you; fingers pinching the bridge of his nose.
“You know very well,” his eyes met yours for a brief second, before he moved to exit
To say you were furious was an understatement. You abandoned your popcorns and movie as you scurried away to chase him,
He faced the cabinets before he heard your angry stomping in the kitchen. 
“What the fuck, Joel?” you barked
He just stood there, leaning against the counter. His arms folded against his chest as he glared back at you,
Frustration bubbled inside of you. Taking a step closer, you let the anger get the best of you, 
“You fucking canceled on me for sake of your buddies,” you were fuming, “you didn’t even notice me being upset” you voice rose with every sentence, “and now you’re accusing me?!” 
“Lower your fucking voice!” he roared causing you to shudder, 
“You’re unbelievable, Miller” you back stepped to the door of the kitchen before you left 
As soon as you stepped out of kitchen you spotted Sarah sitting on the sofa hugging her legs,
“You guys are fighting again?” she mumbled
Your heart shattered at her state. You were quick to sit by her side, engulfing her in your arms, 
“Oh no, honey,” you kissed her hair, “it’s just- you know- we don’t always agree on the things” you caressed her hair
She sniffled, facing you, “so- so you’re not leaving, right?” her wet eyes shining with hope and that was not helping to your breaking heart, 
Your throat tightened so you stuck with shaking your head ‘no’ and a tight smile
Few minutes had passed and Sarah was already asleep on your shoulder. You calmly woke her so she doesn’t hurt her neck in that position. Tucking her in the bed, you closed her door and were met with Joel.
He stood there, shifting his weight from one foot to another. He jerked his head in the direction of your shared bedroom, asking you to join him, and so you did. 
Once the door closed, he turned to you, grasping your small hands in his, 
“I’m sorry” he croaked, “for everything,” 
You looked up at him and gave him a sincere smile as you nodded, “let’s go to sleep,” 
None of you talked about your feelings. None of you shared about the insecurities that you both had regarding each other. None of you reached out for the other to cuddle. 
-
“I’ll wait outside, you can grab whatever you need, yeah?” Joel said as he digged his wallet for his card 
You only nodded as taking the card and hopping out of his truck, rushing into the mart. 
Joel lit a cigarette as he watched you from the driving seat. He knew this was all wrong. It was a lose-lose situation. He couldn’t be with you openly, scared of more rude comments towards you (he could manage the ones thrown at him) but still everyone was aware of your relationship and hence, bringing up the topic out of nowhere.
You, on the other hand, were embarrassed, feeling Joel didn’t want to be seen with you. You both had moved past the point of discussing your feelings and knee-deep in the mess
Once you returned, Joel tried to reach for your hand but you were quick to pull away. It was like a reflex and you almost regretted it. Almost. 
He cleared his throat in an awkward way, “uh- you’re still up for Bill and Frank’s party tomorrow?” 
“Yeah, but I’ll go there with,” you swallowed, too hard to push the words out of your mouth, “with Lace,” 
Joel took a double look at you, “uh, any specific reason?” he asked trying his best to stay calm,
“Yeah, she wanted me there to help her with outfits and make up so i might as well leave with her,” you shrugged, nervously tugging on your nails.
“Okay,” he said lowly, almost as a whisper,
-
“Don’t make dinner tonight” Joel said a few hours after you both had got home, 
“Why? Are you with your boys tonight?” No matter how much you tried to keep the anger at bay, somehow it slipped, 
Joel sighed, as he walked to you, his eyes trained on you. But your gaze couldn't meet his. As if you were hiding something, like you were not honest, except that you were. You were just fed up with your fights with Joel. Fed up with not sharing thoughts like you used to. 
“No, I'll get take-out on my way back,” he said. Your brows furrowed, “We’ll just relax and maybe watch a movie, your choice. How does that sound?” he explained his plans for the night, 
You nodded, “okay, sounds good, but can we maybe dine out? There’s this pretty place-” 
“Baby, I really want just the two of us, we can go next time, ‘kay?” he pressed his lips on your forehead, 
You gave him a tight smile, “sure” 
All you wanted was for him to love you openly. All he wanted was to keep you from any and every hurt even if it meant he had to avoid being seen together. If only you both spoke your feelings. 
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“Honestly, I think he’s not opening up to you because you won’t get it since you’re young, y’know?” Lace said as she fixed her dress, “Do you really think you’re the best match for him? Woman his age are dying to marry him,” 
You tried to stop another flood of tears threatening to fall from your eyes. Your eyes were already swollen from the crying you had today at Lace’s because you were watching your relationship with Joel fall apart. It was all perfect when the world didn’t know. The bubble had bursted.
“You’re right,” you sighed,
-
Joel didn’t really prepare for his appearance as much as he did for the looks thrown his way when he moved with you. You and him didn’t know how to handle the criticisms and that had your relationship at stake. 
He arrived at bill and frank’s and eagerly started to look for you. But you were nowhere to be found. He had texted you but there was no response from you. Were you even coming?
He met with his friends and like a habit, everyone asked about you. 
He stepped on the front porch, desperately escaping from endless questions and trying to muster up excuses of your absence. Two shots in, he felt his brother hand on his shoulder, “heartbreak?” Tommy asked as he sipped his whiskey, 
Joel only grunted in response, not really paying attention to his question, “so when did it happen?” 
That had his attention, “what?” 
“The breakup and that” Joel followed Tommy’s gaze. 
You had just gotten out of the car and stumbled your way inside. Lock’ hand pressed to your lower back as he guided you inside the house. Lace quickly trailing behind you both, struggling with her own dress. 
Joel’s lips parted in shock. How could you do this? What was happening? The liquor had started to dizzy his mind. 
The look on Joel’s face was enough to let Tommy know that he was oblivious to the situation just like him. 
“There’s someone I'd like you to meet,” Tommy said carefully, and convincingly.
Joel eyes took a few seconds before moving from the door from where you had just entered the house, 
He just nodded in response, before he chugged the entire bottle in one go. 
He was mad. He was disappointed. He was angry. But most importantly, he was hurt. But one thing about him, he was a hard person to go and confront. Why would he do that when he can do things he won’t remember the next morning? 
The last sober thought was you. Then the rest was alcohol in his veins controlling his mind.
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You left Lace’s apartment as you hurried to Lock' car. 
“Hi, Lace is coming, told me to go,” you said as you greeted him, 
Lace took solid 10 minutes before she appeared on the entrance door of the building. Those 10 minutes you listened to Lock talking about some girl he’s madly in love with and will ask her out tomorrow. She was a friend of your friend, she was nice. You were genuinely happy for him. 
You were on your way when you checked your phone. You didn’t realize you had missed a text from Joel. You swiped to reply to him, telling him you were on your way. But Lace snatched the phone from you, 
“Enough using phone for tonight,” she grinned 
You instinctively chased her hand and turned to the backseat. Unknown to you, your dress had stuck in the door. 
Rip. 
You heard and felt your fabric tearing from your back. With your shocked expression, Lace was concerned, 
“I think I ripped my dress from the back,” you said slowly, reaching your hand on your back and you felt your skin. “Oh my god, I just ripped my dress!” you cried,
“Is it something a needle and thread can fix?” Lock asked as he tried to calm the chaos you both had created, 
Lace inspected the ripped part, “i think so, i can do it but where do we get the needle and thread?” 
“Frank has it,” Lock informed, 
Your face was contorted in worry, your phone long forgotten, 
“Okay, Lock you cover her way up to the restroom, I’ll go get the things I need from Frank,” Lace ordered as you all got off the vehicle. 
And so you all rushed in. Your mind was directed to; will Lace be able to fix my dress? 
You didn’t greet anyone as you bolted toward the restroom. Lock stayed outside as you rushed inside. Lace quickly returned and fixed your dress. 
“And all done!” she said excitedly
You turned your neck to the mirror to see that indeed she had done a good job. 
Leaving the bathroom, you parted ways with Lace and Lock as you went out looking for Joel. 
“Hey! Have you seen Joel?” you asked Bill,
“Why yes, he’s finally got some sense back,” he tilted his glass in Joel’s direction, 
There stood Joel, no, there swayed Joel in the arms of a stranger. Joel’s arms linked loosely around her as her’s around his neck, pulling him closer, 
“perfect match,” Bill added, 
Your lips parted to say something but no words came out, “wh-” you began but were immediately cut by Bill as he clicked his tongue and shook his head, 
“Don’t go ruining a good thing now, kid,” 
You couldn't avert your gaze from the scene in front of you until it was blurred by your tears. 
“Excuse me” your voice shook, as you turned away, tears spilling as you ran to the restroom again. 
How bad you wished you didn’t leave the restroom, or that you left a little later until he detached himself from her. 
Did he really fall out of love? Did he really let them dictate him? You wanted to go and confront but-
You broke down. Bad. 
You didn’t mind your makeup, that you put on with precision, smudging. Your knees hit the bathroom floor as you cried your eyes out. 
The ringing of the phone caused you to take a break. Taking out the phone more tears fell from your eyes as Joel’s name displayed on your screen. 
The ringing ceased and a text followed a few minutes later, 
Joel: Where are you? 
You scoffed at his text. You wanted to go to him and scream at him. But you didn't want to give in to all the people who told you this was never gonna work. Sure your relationship had gone down the hill since last month. But was ending the relationship really better than running in a circle every other day? Loving Joel only in the boundaries of your house? 
You wanted to go home, Joel’s house, and move out. This wasn’t going to work. You had decided. The thought of officially ending the relationship pulled new strings of tears from your eyes as you texted Lace about going home before you stuffed the phone in your purse. 
Just like you had entered, keeping your gaze lowered, you left the exact same way. You heard the unmistaken sound of a voice calling your name but you couldn’t stop and turn. No, you kept moving. 
You exited the main gate and walked on the side of the street. You were walking quickly, wanting to go away from him as fast as possible. You heard the familiar voice called you again, 
“What is it, Joel?” you seethed as you turned around. 
You looked horrible, you knew it but you couldn’t care less right now. 
Joel eyes widened at your appearance, 
“Jus’ wanted to ask, how long have you been with Lock?” he whispered as if even he was ashamed of asking the question. He looked down, prepared for any answer that you had to offer
Your heart dropped at his question, “what?” oh how bad you hoped you heard it wrong, 
“Ya heard it,” he muttered, “i saw you both, ‘s okay, i understa-” 
Before he could complete his sentence, you had walked up to him, staring deep in his eyes, “are you fucking kidding me right now?” your voice was low but hid a menace beneath it, 
Joel stayed quiet, he looked at you but his eyes were empty. 
“Are you serious, Joel?” your voice shook, all of your power was used up at keeping your tears from falling, 
“How about you tell me about you dancing in someone else’s arms?” your voice rose and you pushed him back, “was that what you've been doing in my absence?!” you hit his chest, “tell me!” your voice wavered and once again the dam broke, “tell me Joel!” 
The sides of your fist kept colliding with Joel’s hard chest as you let everything out, “tell me why were you so embarrassed of me? Of us?” joel stayed silent as he received your weak punches and watched the tears stain your face
“Tell me where did we go wrong?” you energy had drained before you slowly uttered the last question
“When did you stop loving me?” that was his last straw, as he held your wrist just as you were pulling away, 
“Don’t” he said firmly, “anything but that” 
“We’ve fallen apart,” you croaked, “Gonna take a miracle to save us this time-” 
“I still love you,” he promised
You shook your head as your released your hands from his grip,
“Then tell me why didn’t I feel loved?” you whispered 
Joel once again fell silent, “I-” he shook his head, wanting to wake up from the worst nightmare,
His throat tightened, he wanted to tell you that he wanted to protect you. But your outburst told him the only way you would’ve felt protected was if he held your hand in front of everyone. 
He began, not knowing what to say but his mind screamed one thing, 
Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye
You wiped the tears from your face as you took a deep breath, 
“Goodbye, Joel” 
You turned and walked away as Joel stood still. The wind blew cold against his skin. 
Did he throw away the best part of his life? 
It’s alright, Just two hearts breakin’ even tonight
You’d go and get on with your life, he’ll get on with his’, broken hearts can’t call the cops, it’s a perfect crime.
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suguruplsr · 2 months
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Can we please get a Suguru × overworked Waitress reader? It can be fluff, maybe light angst from the reader, I'm all for the spice/smut as well 🩵🩵🩵
(btw you're one of my favorite writers on here, pls never stop🩷)
Let Me Do It
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,, x fem! reader , fluff + light angst + suggestive ending? <3
note: ty nonnie, that makes me so happy to hear. i try my best babes <333
divider @/chachachannah
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Friday, 9:05 PM • [suguru] to [you]: u off right abt now? picking u up today.
Friday, 9:10 PM • [you] to [suguru]: mhm, getting my things. i’ll bring u that frappe you like <3
you smile at the incoming message of suguru letting you know he’s on his way, thanking you for the drink. you double check your things, putting them next to each other before walking out of the break room.
the usually bustling cafe was hushed, the lo-fi music in the background playing more clearly without voices over it. the few coworkers leaving gave you their goodbyes as you head to the kitchen, starting on the mocha frappe suguru would regularly ask for in the drive-thru. humming the tune of the song in your earbud, you consider grabbing an extra drink or making a bag of food for yourself.
unfortunately, while in a time limit and a body that desperately needs to lay down, your indecisive mind convinces you to grab a donut, and quickly fry a medium sized pack of fries. an odd choice sure. but you recently got off your period, let a girl live.
your phone buzzes in your back pocket as you pack up the food items. with a small pep in your step, you head to the break room, catching your manager. “[name]! just the one i was looking for— i just wanted to thank you for taking extra hours this week, i was hoping if you could do it again next? you’ll be compensated greatly.” she smiles as if she couldn’t see the visible signs of tiredness upon your face.
your stomach turns disgustingly from the sight of her uncanny expression. you’re finally about to experience your two days off on the weekend, after multiple tiring days that rank from you waking up at dawn, working morning to night. “uh, im not entirely sure. i’ll call you before monday.” you don’t have the heart to tell her no, even if you know you’re teetering on the line of total exhaustion. you manager grins, clapping her hands together, “thank you so much! i’ll be waiting for that call. have a good day [name]!” you mutter a ‘you too’ as she disappears to her office, dread filling your body.
you know, once you try saying no, she’s gonna tell all the things as last time. about how business is harder after she fired some workers, or how much she could really use your help. all the same manipulation that makes your weak heart endure work tirelessly.
you shake your head, remembering that suguru was probably outside by now, considering the periodic buzz of your phone, and settling your things in your large work bag. which was basically a big purse, it’s been pretty helpful since you started bringing bags of food home. deciding that you don’t want a mocha mess in your purse, you carry the drink to the black BMW just outside of the establishment.
you see suguru leaning on the vehicle, his expression softening once he sees you, his arms opening invitingly, “hey baby.” he murmurs, wrapping his arms around you when you move eagerly into his hold, just needing to feel him. and his warm embrace quells all of the distress in you. you let out a deep sigh, body melting like jelly and turning your head to kiss his throat. “hi..” you whisper, “hi.” suguru smiles, looking down at you.
but your stomach turns when his lips form into a frown, eyebrows furrowed, “get in the car f’me.” he speaks in a hushed tone, kissing your forehead and walking with you to the passenger door, opening it for you. you get settled into the car once he closes the door, smelling the aroma of roses coming from the rose thorn air freshener hanging on the rear view mirror.
suguru turns his head to you after slowing down at the red light, just a few blocks away from home. you’re laid back with your eyes closed. and his eyes find the places on your body that signify your terrible exhaustion. like the eye bags you hate so much. hair more unkempt than how you like it, mainly because you’ve kept it in one style most of the week. or how you haven’t had time to wear any of the pieces of jewelry you love so much.
he can’t help but feel discomfort tingle in him as he thinks about the off handed comments you’ve mentioned about your manager for the past few weeks. all mostly with a roll of your eyes, or a sorry smile because of the extra hours you put in. it all makes suguru consider grabbing that phone of yours and giving her a piece of his mind.
but the small sounds of your snores bring an unconscious smile to his face, pressing on the gas.
you awake to your head hitting one of the uncomfortable pillows on your couch, body secured in suguru’s hold as he lays you on the couch. “hm?” you groan, blinking your eyes in confusion as suguru smiles down at you, “gonna go get your stuff from the car, i made dinner earlier, it’s on the stove.” your hearts warms from his words, a dreamy sigh barely leaving your lips as he parts from you with one of his forehead kisses, your favorite.
once he’s slipping out the front door, you stretch with a yawn, smelling a lingering scent of one of the many incense he owns, mixed with the smell of your favorite food. as you’re fixing your plates, you hear the front door close, footsteps moving throughout the house before heading towards you, and the sound of your lover slurping his drink begins to get loud. seconds later, arms wrap around you, a half empty drink in his hand, “have i ever told you how much i love you?” suguru kisses your neck, a strong whiff of mocha within his breath.
you cringe with a giggle hidden in your voice, “mmm, i dunno. i’m sure you love that frappe. considering it’s gone after..how long? three minutes?” you chuckle, putting down the utensil used to set the food on the plates, and laying your head onto his shoulder while he begins to pepper kisses around your face. “s’too good baby. but go sit down, let me finish this for you. bag’s in the room..” suguru gives you a firm little squeeze on your waist, taking away the plate in your hand and stepping back to let you escape his hold.
you allow him to take control, raising a brow at his catering. “is something wrong?” you question with a tilt of your head watching as he moves swiftly around the kitchen. you only gain his silence for a few moments, admiring the black graphic tee that his muscles would flex through every now and then, long hair swaying. you love seeing that slightly annoyed expression of his whenever his bang gets in his way. and you know it won’t be long until he’s asking you to trim it for him.
“well.. you seem more tired recently. and of course, i love seeing you work hard. but i just don’t want you touching a single thing when you’re home, you do too much at work already. just let me make your life a bit easier baby..” suguru sighs, eyes holding his grimace. bothered from the mere thought of you overworking yourself, just saying it is hard enough for him. as he goes to grab some silverware, facing you, he’s greeted with the sight of you silently crying, hurriedly wiping your eyes as he quickly moves over to you.
“s-sorry. you just —“ you hiccup, trying to gulp down the heavy feeling in your throat as suguru pulls you into a heartfelt hug that only makes you break down more, wrapping your arms right around his neck. “you don’t have to talk.” his whispers, “but i want you to know how much i appreciate you, i really needed this.” you mumble, sighing in content as he lifts you up, meeting your gaze with a boyish smile, despite your wet crying face, and pecking your lips.
“yea?”
“yeah..”
“wanna tell me about it?”
“not yet.. in the morning.”
suguru hums in acknowledgement, walking towards your bedroom door as you hold his face dearly, kissing around his lips before giving him a long deep kiss. “god.. you don’t know how much i love you..” and he huffs against your lips, rolling his eyes with a grin that sticks to his face, cheeks hurting. “i’m pretty sure you can show me another time. all about you t’night baby..”
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readychilledwine · 5 months
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A Father's Love
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Summary - Eris comforts his pregnant mate after a small breakdown. Eris x pregnant!reader
Warnings - pregnancy and mental health
A/N - This isn't something I've previewed, but I had to use some of the things my baby daddy said to me in a drabble (because oof my heart exploded) and it felt nice to have an outlet for the icky pregnancy guilt and worries Im dealing with. Hopefully, you all melt at this, too..
ps- I'm thinking about adding a dad drabble series masterlist to my page. Let me know if you'd like that.
Word count - 550
Eris held your hand from across the table, the calloused pad of his thumb dancing across and between your knuckles as you cried.
"No one said it would be this hard," another round of sobbing shook your shoulders. "No one said we would ride this high and reality would hurt when it crashed." Eris just nodded. Staying silent and allowing you to vent while those amber eyes softened in love and concern.
You rose your shaking free hand, wiping the warm tears from your face. "And then to top it all off, I'm so selfish right now I did not even notice you were worried or a shift in your emotions. I didn't even feel it through the bond-"
"Stop." Eris demanded. His tone was still gentle, but he was firm, his face now set in a serious line. "Do not even concern yourself for a moment with my feelings or needs right now. We are talking about you."
"That's the problem, the past 8 months have been about me and what I want, what I need, what the I'll need after birth, what baby will need. What about you, Eris? When do we discuss what you need?"
He moved to you, then, feet guiding him gracefully across the floor as he placed your hands on his warm chest. You could feel his heartbeat, pacing in its soft rhythm, and it calmed you enough to bring you back from the tipping point you were approaching. "I am not the one whose body is constantly changing," he began. "I am not the one who is about to have to change my diet, my habits, and ignore my wants for the next year to feed our child." 
He leaned in kissing your forehead. "I am not the one who asked to wait a few more years then had to cry alone for several weeks until I was ready to talk about how our protection failed. I am not the one sacrificing so much. You are, my love. We will talk about me and my needs when they matter."
He smiled softly. "Besides, I picked her name. I picked her coming home outfit. I picked her nursery colors, her first stuffie, her toy room theme. If my opinion was given, you immediately compromised or switched plans." His hand went down to your swollen stomach. "You didn't even allow anyone else to feel her until you ensured I did first."
You still sniffled. "But aren't you mad?"
Eris looked slightly taken back, two fingers coming to tilt your fallen chin up and ensure you held eye contact with him. "You are growing my legacy, our child. How could I be mad at you for being in pain, tired, or crying? There's no words I can say to express how blessed and grateful I am." Your jaw trembled as he leaned in and kissed you. "Do you understand?" You nodded, and he stared at your stomach, waiting. "Someone needs her mommy to take a few deep breaths, drink a hot chocolate, and have a snack." Eris moved, instantly over to the cabinet you two had been hiding your cravings in and pulled out your box of chocolates. "Let's go be lazy, read in bed, and eat these." He held a hand to you, waiting for you to take it and smiled widely when you did. "There's my girl. Now, regular hot chocolate or fancy hot chocolate?"
You sniffled again, significantly more calm this time as he led you into your shared bed chambers. "Fancy."
He smiled again, kissing your forehead, then your nose. "Get changed, get comfy. I'll be back with hot chocolate smothered in marshmallows and whipped cream."
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atinyniki · 5 months
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group: stray kids !
pairing: idol!kim seungmin x f!reader
genre: angst with a happy ending
warnings + additional info: reader is referred to as y/n, established relationship, seungmin is referred to min, pup, and minnie, pregnancy, suggestive towards the end???
authors note: i love kim seungmin. that is all i have to say about this. this is also not proofread. english is not my first language, so please excuse any grammatical or spelling errors. happy reading :)
wc: 3250
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“no no no”
this can’t be happening. 
you flip over the pregnancy tests to see 6 pink lines staring right at you. you took three, just to make sure you weren’t pregnant, but the tests didn’t come out the way you wanted them to.
you hear the front door close, and quickly scramble to hide the tests. walking out of the bathroom, you see a tired seungmin. his features are soft, relaxed, but his eyes are cold. 
“how was work?”
“exhausting.”
you frown, “i can tell, would you like dinner?”. “dinner sounds nice”
seungmin loves coming home to you. you’re his safe space, and it’s like all his problems disappear when you’re with him. he loves you a lot, and you know it.
after heating up the leftovers, you hand him his plate and you both sit at the table. his expression isn’t quite placeable, but if you were to guess, he looked pretty upset.
“what’s wrong minnie?”
his head jerks up at you quickly, your voice bringing him back from his thoughts. “oh… just comeback stress”
you hold his hand, squeezing it reassuringly. he seems to loosen up at this, and starts eating. 
you’re scared to tell him the news, but figured you’d tell him after the comeback mayhem has died down.
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seungmin hasn’t been home a lot lately, and you’re just starting your eighth week of pregnancy. you recently got a checkup while seungmin was at work.
you’ve been throwing up a lot recently, but you figured it was normal in your first trimester. hopefully seungmin doesn’t notice anything’s wrong. he’s been a lot less attentive anyways.
“im home!”, you hear him yell from the front door.
“go shower, foods almost ready!”, you yell back.
you figured he’d appreciate you making his favorite meal when he got home, maybe it’d even cheer him up a little.
once he got back, you start setting out the food.
“how was your day?”
“exhausting.”
he had been answering that question the same way for weeks. it was always just ‘exhausting’. you just hoped that one day he would just respond with ‘good’, but he never did. 
there was nothing you could do to help with his work, but you could help at home. once you both finished your food, you brought him to the bed and peppered kisses all over his face. 
his soft giggles let you know you’ve succeeded, and you slowly start to calm down with the kisses. “seungmin…”
“yeah?”
the words sit right at the tip of your tongue. you have to tell him now, it’s the perfect time, but instead, you blurt out something else.
“i love you”
his heart swelled, “i love you too pup”, he smiled while he gave you a kiss.
you both drifted off to sleep that night, safe in eachothers arms.
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it’s your 3rd month in right now, and if you’ll be honest it’s getting really hard to hide your baby bump.
seungmin hasn’t been home that much lately, he’s been working so late that he has to stay at the dorms. it’s getting harder and harder to do everything by yourself, and you can’t find the perfect time to tell seungmin about your baby either. 
you’ve been getting weaker, and your hormones were out of balance. random waves of whatever emotion passing through at different times, you just wanted to have seungmin by your side. he always knows how to calm you down.
you’re laying in bed now, scrolling through your phone, waiting for seungmins text to see if he’ll be coming home for the night. 
you slowly felt yourself drift off to sleep, but you tried to keep yourself up to wait for him. you felt too tired to stay awake anymore.
you wake up to your phone ringing hours later, ‘dog kisser’ it read. what would hyunjin be calling you for at almost four in the morning? you immediately picked up.
“hello?”, you cleared your throat once you heard how raspy it was.
“sorry, did i wake you? i was just calling to tell you that seungmin staying at the dorms again tonight”
“okay… thanks jin”
your tone threw him off. “what’s wrong y/n? are you okay?”
you ignore the question, “is seungmin still working?”
“uh yeah i think so, im worried about him y/n. he hasn’t slept at all, you should probably talk to him.”
“oh… okay, i will. you should sleep now hyunjin. 
“i will, you get some rest too. you sound tired”
you say your good nights and goodbyes, but you can’t seem to fall back asleep. you’re lying in your bed, your eyes wide open. you just want to cry, you’re so worried for seungmin, but from all the tears you’ve cried these past days, your eyes have dried out.
as much as you try to cry to finally get that release, they don’t leave your eyes. you can feel your heart cracking more and more every second you think about how seungmin must feel right now.
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seungmin came home for once the next day, but it was extremely late. he came home to see your sleeping figure on the bed.
seungmin feels guilty for always being home so late. he doesn’t know the last time he’s heard your voice in person. 
tears well up in his eyes. he can’t imagine how terrible you must be feeling right now. what good is a boyfriend who can’t help his pregnant girl?
he quickly takes a shower and meets you in bed, careful not to shake you too much. he wants you to get as much rest as you can. he quickly bends down to kiss your baby bump, then your forehead. it’s become a routine at this point, since the only times he sees you is when you’re asleep.
he wants you to tell him when you’re ready…
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its been a month. seungmin has stopped coming to the house completely, but he still manages to find time to call you everyday. his work has become more hands-on, so he has to be at the dorms and studios more often. 
he makes sure he’s understanding of how you’re feeling, making sure not to undermine any of your feelings.
it’s been so difficult without him, and you really do want to tell him, but you know it’ll make everything worse for him.
it’s been difficult for him too. he hasn’t told you but he’s been crying himself to sleep every night. the guilt is eating him alive, and there’s nothing he can do to help the pain. it’s gotten so loud that even jeongin has been able to hear him cry some nights.
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seungmin comes home one night a week later, and he just can’t do it anymore. he’s been thinking about it for a while, but it was also kind of an impulsive decision. seeing you fall asleep on the couch waiting for him broke something in him.
tears start streaming down his face as he crouches down in front of you. he kisses your small baby bump again. he realizes you’ve been wearing thicker and looser clothing to hide it.
“y/n. y/n wake up”
your eyes slowly start fluttering open. your smile reaches your eyes after seeing your boyfriend after so long. you reach for his face, but he pulled away. that’s when you knew something was up.
“what’s wrong my love?”
his heart shattered right there and then, but it was too late. there was no way you could piece it back together for him, and neither could he. 
“i can’t do this anymore”
you look at him, head tilted in confusion. “what do you mean minnie?”
he stays silent. you begin to worry. did something happen at work? did his-
“i want to break up.”
oh. you weren’t expecting it, that’s for sure. you wanted to stay strong though. you figured being sad all the time probably wasn’t good for the baby.
you contained your tears as well as you could, but couldn’t seem to make out any words. your hands shook as you reached for his. 
“why?”
seungmin truly didn’t have an answer to that, not one he could tell you at least. he couldn’t tell you that the reason he’s leaving is because of his own guilt. he knows it’s selfish, but he couldn’t come home to you like this anymore. he couldn’t break you any more than he already has.
he hesitated for a bit, but eventually got something out. “i don’t think i love you anymore.”
lying to you hurt him more than anything else. he wished he could tell you he still loves you, but he knows that wouldn’t allow you to move on. that was unfair to you, and he didn’t want to make it any worse.
“did i do something?”
“no.”, he responded coldly. you’d never heard his voice like that before, not when he was talking to you.
you were at a loss for words, and your tears finally started falling. harsh sobs racked your body, and it was getting hard to breathe. through your struggles, you still managed to get a couple words out.
“you… i thought…”
“you thought what?”, he responded quickly.
“i thought… you w-were the one…”
hearing those words broke his entire soul. he didn’t know how long it’d take him to recover after that. he truly thought he was going to die right there. that it was a bad nightmare and he’d wake up any second. but he didn’t. 
“well, i’m not.”
he began to get up, he couldn’t bear to see your face anymore. it was so difficult for him to lie to you. 
“don’t go… please. stay with me, i’ll be better i- i promise”, you yelled through your tears. he was already darting towards the front door, but he turned around.
“bye, y/n”
an apology sat on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn’t let it out. quickly, he walks out the door before he can look back. there was no reversing what he had just done. he was certain he had just lost you forever.
before he actually left the estate, he lingered there for a while. it hurt him more, but he knew he deserved it. he heard you cry for hours that night, you never left your spot at the front of the door.
he brought you food from the convenience store and left it at your door, quickly ringing the doorbell and running back to his car, and leaving for good.
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he felt like the worst exboyfriend in the world. how could he just leave you like that? it’s as if he treated you like you were nothing. like his baby meant nothing to him.
you regretted not telling him before. you still feel guilty about it, you’re carrying his baby girl and you couldn’t even find the courage to tell him.
seungmin went to the only person he could. chan.
chan was always down to earth, and gave the best advice. seungmin was in need of exactly what chan had to offer.
“chan please what do i do”
“please seungmin calm down, i can’t tell you anything until you chill”
chan helped him deal with his own feelings, but as much as he wanted to help his friend, he knew it was seungmins fault in the first place. 
seungmin really wanted you back, but he knew he couldn’t do that. he knew he’d just break you even more. he couldn’t play with you like that. but he just needed you back by his side.
you’re shot out of your thoughts by your phone ringing. 
“ji? what’s up?”
“y/n you need to pick seungmin up. please…”
your heart dropped at the thought of him again. the man that broke your heart with no explanation, and left you to pick up the pieces on your own. 
“why? what happened”
“i don’t know. he’s not okay… he hasn’t left his room and there’s just crashing and wailing”
wailing? you’ve seen seungmin cry but wailing was rare. something was up. there was a different part of the story that you weren’t aware of.
“ji… i don’t think i’m in proper condition to drive right now.”
“fine then. ill get changbin hyung to pick you up. please? it’s urgent.”, he begged.
“i… okay just- let me get ready”
you quickly throw on some clothes, careful to hide the bump. you knew you were going to tell seungmin once you got there. it was too much to hold on your own. 
changbin came to pick you up, and the drive there felt like torture. you just wanted to see seungmin again. as much as he hurt you, you missed him a lot.
you made small talk with changbin, but not much. he knew you were nervous, but he tried to distract you as much as you could. 
once you made it to the building you ran as fast as you possibly could.
you ran to his room and knocked. 
“seungmin it’s me. please open the door…”
seungmin rushed to open his door. he thought he was hallucinating.
your heart fell to your stomach when you saw him. bloodshot eyes, dark eyebags. his hair was a mess, he was a mess. his clothes were everywhere, things from his desk scattered all over the floor.
you slowly make your way into his room, careful not to scare him off. 
“seungmin…”
he slowly sunk to his knees in front of you, his mouth hung slightly agape.
he begins to smother your bump in kisses. your mind goes blank. he starts crying even more when he sees how big it’s really gotten, holding it in his two hands. 
he sunk down even lower, and he just hugged his knees and cried even harder.
you were at a loss for words. you didn’t know he knew, but you didn’t think you did a great job at hiding it anyways. you sat on the bed silently, right next to him. he was still crying, just at the foot of the bed.
“i’m so sorry…”, he mumbled out. 
it was the only thing you could hear him say within all the mumbling. 
“please, i’m so sorry”
“y/n, i’m so sorry”
his hands shook as he crawled towards you, tears hitting the floor with a splash. 
“i love you so much. i lied y/n. i love you to the ends of the world. i just… i didn’t know how much longer i could take seeing you like that. i thought it’d be better for you if i just left. you could’ve moved on and found someone better. your baby could’ve had a better dad, one who was actually present in their life and-“
“seungmin. you’re rambling”, you cut him off.
“i know i am, but i really have to explain. i want you back so bad y/n. you haven’t left my mind at all. i need you y/n. so much it hurts. i haven’t been the same since i met you. i’ve been so used to keeping to myself but then i got attached. i miss you. i miss us. i just knew i couldn’t keep hurting you… so i left. but now i just regret it and i was so stupid and-“
he stops talking when you reach a hand down to him and help him up. his knees wobble as he stands, but he gets up and sits down on the bed.
“i’m so sorry pup…”
you didn’t answer him, you just held him for a bit. you let him cry into your chest, even though you were still in pain. you were glad you had some closure now. you knew that he still loved you, but you couldn’t take him back. you had to know that he wouldn’t do anything like that again. 
“seungmin, you have to start telling me these things. if anything, take a break. you can’t let all of this pile onto you, there has to be some way you can let it out. talk to me, please.”
“do you still-“, a hiccup, “-love me?”
you couldn’t help but smile a little. you wipe the tears off of his face and pinch his cheek a little. “of course i do min. i don’t think i could ever stop”
“be my wife”
your heart jumped right back up. “what?”
he quickly ran to go grab the box that was on the floor, pulling out a gorgeous black diamond ring.
“i love you y/n. i truly want to spend the rest of my life with you. take me back, please.”, his voice was sincere, still shaky from all the crying. 
you were in shock, you really wanted to accept but you were scared he’d leave again. “promise me you won’t leave me again seungmin”
“i won’t. i promise if i get you back i’ll never let you go”
you let out a light sigh and smiled. you wrapped your arms around him, foreheads touching, “i love you minnie”
he held your wrist and put the small band on your finger. 
letting out a shaky breath, he pulls you in for another kiss. his tears dripped onto your nose as he pushed you further onto the bed, now hovering over you.
“i love you so much y/n. thank you”, he says between kisses. you can feel him smile against you, his velvety lips waltzing with yours.
he cups your baby bump with his hands and kisses all around it.
“how far in are you”, he smiled up at you.
you couldn’t resist the way his gentle eyes looked at you. he just looked so adorable like this right now. you use your hands to cup his face and pull him up. 
you stare into his eyes, “i’m six months in… she’s a girl”. tears leave his eyes once again, kissing you softly.
“i love you both so much, i promise i’ll never leave you again.”
he kisses you again, this time more sensually. soft ‘i love you’s echoing throughout the room. you missed him so much, you were happy he finally realized it.
his hands travel up your waist, still kissing down your neck. light red heart-shaped splotches appear all across your collarbone.
every kiss feels like your heart and body is being set on fire. you were so happy to finally have him after so long.
suddenly, the door flings wide open, the boys all piling on top of eachother like dominos.
“YOHHH I SAID NOT TO LEAN ON THE DOOR”, you heard changbin yell.
“IM SORRY JEEZ- I COULDNT HEAR BECAUSE THEY WENT QUIET”, hyunjin yelled back. you couldn’t stop yourself from laughing. they all scramble to get up and leave the room. 
chan lingers for a little bit. “congratulations you two”, he says with a bright smile, “you’re both going to be amazing parents”
seungmin settles down next to you on the bed, hugging your body as tightly as he could. “can i just hold you for a bit?”
“of course minnie”, you couldn’t help but chuckle at how much he looked like a puppy right now.
“i missed you y/nnie”
“i missed you so much more min.”
his hand meets yours and he gives it a squeeze, playing with the dainty diamond that decorated your ring finger. he was ready to start this new chapter of his life with you, as long as he had you and his baby girl by his side.
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abilouwrites · 5 months
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THE LITTLE THINGS
Nico Hischier x pregnant wife reader
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Nico Hischier who notices the little things about you, like how after this roadie there’s suddenly a bunch of stuffed animals on the bed you two share.
He notices how much you’ve been sleeping and he doesn’t think much of it. He doesn’t want to pry because maybe you’re on your period and he doesn’t want to irritate you. But he asks if you’re ok.
“You ok babe? Jus seem a lil tired lately” He questions softly against her bare skin as she rolls on top of him. She puts her head on his chest and lets him play with her hair.
“I’m just probably about to get my period” she shrugs peppering soft kisses against his pec.
He doesn’t ask anymore questions but wraps his arms around you and rocks a little.
He notices the clinginess and it doesn’t bother him, the desire to be near him. Even if its just holding his hand while he talks with his friends at a bar. He even notices that you’ve stopped drinking. But that’s normal for you.
“You ok sweetie?” He’ll ask and you’ll nod. Claiming to just be tired.
He watches as you grow hot then cold in the middle of the night; how he leaves for a few weeks and all of a sudden you feel weird around him.
“It feels like you’re hiding something” he inquires one morning as she’s slowly eating cereal
“Oh” you’ll mumble into the bowl, “im pregnant” You drop the bomb on him like it’s a quarter in a washing machine, “there’s that”
“Excuse me?” He retorts standing a little straighter
“I’m sorry. I mean I didn’t mean to baby trap you but we’re already getting married so uh yeah. We don’t really use condoms that much” you shrug.
“Yeah. I guess so. Is that why you’ve been so clingy and maternal all of a sudden?” Nico asks as he sits next to you
“Yeah. Im about uh.. three months along? I found out maybe a week or two ago. I mean I felt something was off but I just thought my period was being weird or something” she confesses
“I’m so happy” nico whispers into her cheek as he brings her into a kiss, “we’re not making Jack god dad.” He tells her
“I agree with that statement”
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Got married and did the whole baby thing
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I don’t post a lot but I think I should post that now I have a baby & a wife.
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heeliopheelia · 6 months
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"there's nothing i'd change about you. i love every single part of you" (niki x reader)
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genre: fluff, comfort fic word count: 0.6k requested by @im-yn-suckers ♡
a/n: i felt like writing something lighter tonight so here we go with kinda reversed comfort fic!! i'm working on the next hee drabble as i'm posting this one, so if everything goes well i'll finish the 1k event this week!!
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A frown makes it way on your face as you check the clock and realize it's been fifteen minutes since your boyfriend's finished his shower. He's been in a foul mood ever since he's come back home, visibly exhausted and irked by every smallest thing on his way. He spat some harsh words at you too, but the instant regret flashing in his eyes each time let you know that he didn't mean them at all.
So you did your best to give him the much needed space, knowing that nothing helps him clear his head more than some time alone, but after such a long time of absolute silence coming from across the hall, you can't help but feel slightly worried.
You call out to him softly and when you get nothing in response, you make your way into the bathroom where Riki is. You tilt the door open and take a peak inside the steamy room, only to feel your heart dropping at the sight of your boyfriend slouching in front of the mirror, hands braced on each side of the sink as his head is hanging lowly, eyelids squeezed shut.
Your eyes soften immediately at the miserable sight and without a shadow of hesitation, you walk towards him.
"You okay, babe?" You put on your most comforting tone as you wrap your arms around his torso from behind. "You've been beating yourself up for a while now, hm? Tell me what's on your mind, handsome?"
"It's just–," he cuts himself off with a frustrated sigh, running his hand through his face. "I know I can be a lot sometimes. And I'm sorry that you have to deal with all of that so often. You must be tired of this shit by now."
You frown slightly, pulling your head away slightly to press a kiss to his shoulder blade.
"Hey, don't say stuff like that. It's okay, everyone lets their emotions unleash from time to time, it's normal. Would be hard for one to stay perfect all the time," you hum quietly, squeezing his waist a little tighter. "But there's nothing I'd change about you anyway. I love every single part of you. Especially the parts that you love about yourself the least."
Riki breathes out a heavy sigh and finally lets himself relax into you a little bit as the guard that he's kept so high up absolutely crumbles. You can see how exhausted he looks now, the usual playful glimmer abandoned his now nearly dull eyes couple days ago. You slip your hands underneath his shirt and run your warm hands over his abdomen in hopes of bringing him some source of comfort.
"I could never get tired of you," you let out a quiet whisper after another moment of silence, and rest your cheek on his back. "Just because you're not smiling and laughing all day long doesn't mean you're suddenly undeserving of my love, Riki. I love you just as much as I did last week – if not even more."
At that, your boyfriend finally pushes himself off the counter and turns around to draw you in closely into his arms. Leaning down, he buries his face in your hair and holds you tightly as his head buzzes with all the love he carries for you.
"Thank you," he murmurs, hand caressing your hair gently, "for always being here. You're my little angel, you know that, don't you?"
You hum quietly and raise to your toes to plant a soft kiss on his lips. "And I'll always stay here. And you will start trying to let me in a little more, okay? It's you and me against the problem – not you against me. Promise me?"
Riki looks at your outstretched pinky finger for couple seconds before intertwining it with his and lifting it up to his lips to seal the pledge with a kiss.
"I promise."
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strawbxrryneptune · 6 months
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College BKG <3 (enemies to lovers ish)
unedited, lowkey rushed at the end cause im exhausted but at least i posted something after like a year teehee
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You walk into the lecture hall a couple minutes early, dragging your sleep deprived friend along with you.
“I genuinely don't understand why we have to get to class so early. The professor isn't even here yet."
You huff at her complaint, pulling her towards the front where you always sit.
"I just want to keep my seat.”
Before she can reply, you cut her off.
“Yes, I know, I’ve been sitting in the same place the whole semester and no one’s taken my seat, but there’s still the risk. Remember when Bakugou fucking took it last week and wouldn’t stop being smug about it?”
Slipping into the second row, she sits on your left, sighing heavily.
"Honestly, the little petty battle you have with him is getting old babe, just fuck him at this point."
You laugh, resting your head in your hands as you stare at your friend.
"Excuse me?"
She scoffs in your face, obviously too tired for your conversation.
"Listen, we all grew up together, anyone who went to UA can agree that you both have hard ons for each other, but you’re too busy arguing to see it.”
You sigh dramatically, flopping back in your seat.
 “He’s an asshole-”
"An asshole you wanna fuck.”
You swipe at her, and she laughs before pushing at your arm.
“Look me in my eyes and tell me you don’t want to fuck him.”
“...Okay, he’s kind of hot-”
“So fuck-”
“-no, he’s so annoying!”
She gives you a look then sighs,
“Yes, yes he is.”
You both laugh, your mind wandering elsewhere for a bit before she taps your arm and nods her head behind you, wiggling her eyebrows. You hum, turning to see none other than Bakugo Katsuki himself. He’s walking towards your aisle, plopping down into a seat behind you and putting his bag down next to him. He’s wearing a black sweater draped over black pants, hair fluffy but still somehow spiky looking, and a smoky, almost woodsy scent wafting from him.
Bakugou meets your eyes, and the intensity in his gaze makes your stomach twist. He raises an eyebrow at you, lips curving up to conceal a smirk. You roll your eyes and turn back around, annoyed that he caught you staring. Your friend holds back a laugh next to you and you pointedly ignore her, willing the professor to start the lecture already. 
Before you can get fully lost in thought, you feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn your head and almost hit your forehead against Bakugou’s. 
“Jesus, have you ever heard of personal space?”
He ignores your question and squints at the small table in front of you.
“You got an extra pencil?”
You stare at him, then look around to the other people in his row.
“Why are you asking me? There's like 5 other people in your sectio-”
“Do you have another fuckin’ pencil or not, Brat?”
You huff and shake your head no. You definitely have another pencil, but you're not giving it to his rude ass. He slides his eyes from your face to the bright pink pencil case on your table, full to the brim with pencils and highlighters. 
“Alright.”
You give him another roll of your eyes and go to turn around, but he stops you by leaning over your shoulder and snatching the pencil you were currently using off of your table, retracting back and sitting in his seat. You're pissed, but you can't even bring yourself to turn around because holy shit were his arms always that muscular? And did they always have those veins running through them all the way to his big hands? And fuck when he bent over you his gold chain came out of his shirt a little and it made you think how it would look dangling over you while he fucked the breath out of you. You take a quick breath and dig through your pencil case, taking a pen out and focusing on the smart board at the front of the class. The professor finally starts talking and you welcome the distraction, taking your notebook out to start taking notes.
Once it hit the end of your class, you closed your notebook and let out a sigh, thankful to be done for the day. You felt a tap on your shoulder, and this time you just give Bakugou a side eye when he slides his face close to yours and plops the pencil back on your desk.
“Thanks.”
“Dunno why you’re acting nice like you didn’t steal from me but you’re welcome.”
His face comes into view, and even though you aren’t looking directly at him, you can see his eyes drilling holes into the side of your face. 
“Don’t give me shit as if you didn’t lie to me.”
You scoff and fully turn, almost nose to nose with him. 
“Why would I want to give you a pencil when you’re such a dick?”
His eyebrows shoot up, and his eyes darken in a way that makes your stomach turn. 
“You wanna repeat that?”
You don't want to repeat it, actually, but you’re not about to back down and pissing him off is too fun, so you get closer.
“I said, why would I want to give you a pencil when you’re. a. dick.”
He gives you a sadistic smile and closes the already small distance between you, pressing his forehead to yours. 
“If you want dick so bad I can give it to you, you don't gotta call me one Sweetheart.”
Your face heats up and your eyes dart around the room, relief flooding your chest when you realize everyone cleared out of the lecture hall except for some girl who was closing her laptop and shoving her things into her bag. 
You turn back to him and step back, grabbing your notebook and pencil case and putting it into your bag.
“Please, I’d get more satisfaction from a metal pipe than your dick. You can’t handle this.”
He grabs your wrist, and when you turn back around he’s in your face again, this time staring at your lips with dark eyes. 
“You wanna bet?”
You look around again, watching that last girl walk out the door. Fuck it, if the dick is bad or you embarass yourself you still have time to drop the class. 
With that in mind, you shake your wrist free from his grip and lean in to kiss him, sighing softly when he kisses back because his lips are so soft. He brings a strong hand to your jaw and tilts your head, kissing you deeper. You make out for a bit before you start to become aware of the awkward position you’re both in, straining to kiss each other over the seats of the hall. He seems to have the same thought, and he brings his hands down to your waist before pausing and pulling away.
“Can I touch you?”
You think it's a bit silly for him to ask you at this point, but you appreciate it nonetheless.
“Yes.”
You say it breathily, and he gives you a crooked smile before grabbing your waist and whispering, “Jump” against your mouth. You do as he says and he effortlessly lifts you up over the seats and into his arms, hands moving to cup your ass. He continues to kiss you and you start to feel yourself getting hot, moving your hips against his stomach to alleviate some of the tension. He squeezes your ass and moves to sit down, placing you on the ground before turning you around and making you sit on his lap with your back to him. He leans forward to kiss your neck while bringing a veiny hand up to lightly choke you, not applying that much pressure but still making your head spin.
“Grind on me.”
“Ask nicely, Bakugou.”
He chuckles and gives you a sharp bite on the side of your neck, making your hips jolt against him.
“There you go, good girl.”
You want to tell him off, but you can feel his dick through his pants and you want to feel more. Biting your lip, you grind against him slowly, picking up the pace gradually and forcing moans out of the both of you. 
“Fuck, Bakugou take your pants off i wanna feel you.”
“Ask nicely, brat.”
You huff and turn to try and undo his pants, but he stops you.
“I said, ask nicely. You're not gettin’ shit actin all prissy.”
“...fine. Please take off your pants so I can sit on your cock, Bakugou.”
He hums and gives you another murmur of “good girl” before tapping your hips to get you up again, shimmying his pants to his knees and taking his dick out. He reaches over and takes your bottoms and panties off, rubbing your hips before reaching around and starting to rub soft circles into your clit, causing you to let out a small moan. He pulls you closer and continues to pleasure you, teasing you and pulling at your clit occasionally while slipping his hand into your shirt and tweaking a nipple. You can feel yourself getting wetter and wetter, and you start to move your hips along with his hand. He groans against you as he feels you getting slick, taking his hand away quickly to slide your wetness along his dick. He uses one hand to pump himself while sliding one, two, three thick fingers into you, curving them and pumping rhythmically. He whispers in your ear about how soft you are, how beautiful and wet and perfect your pussy is, and you just can’t stop gushing on his fingers. You start to feel your orgasm coming up, and you stop his fingers.
”Fuck me, Bakugou, please.”
He moans at the desperate tone of your voice, bringing you further back and sliding his cock along your pussy, rubbing the tip against your clit and making your legs shake. You whine and reach back, wrapping your hand around his and guiding him inside you, gasping at the stretch. He takes it slow, and once you give him a whimper and a nod he starts to thrust into you, grabbing your wrists and holding them behind your back. He fucks you good, and you start to feel your legs shake and your vision blur as he hits that spot over and over and over again until you feel him consume you and you’re cumming just like that, back arched and eyes shut, moaning loud. He moans along with you, slamming his hips into you through the squeezing of your pussy. He slows down his thrusts to give you time to calm down, and you lean back and moan in his ear, squeezing him some more. He groans and pulls you off of him, cumming onto your ass.
You both take a moment to calm down, getting dressed in slightly awkward silence as you both grab your shit. You check your phone quickly and hold back a laugh when you see a text from your friend telling you she left in hopes of you getting dicked down. Little did she fucking know.
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sturnlova · 21 days
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Busy ( M.S )
(Matt Sturniolo x Female reader)
( Warning : Smut, F receiving, new to writing, not proof read all the way, pet names, fluff, angst, i don’t know what else 😭 )
Matt : Blue
Y/N : Pink
Chris : Orange
Nick : Purple
( Word count : 900)
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Y/N POV:
It had been a whole week, 7 days, 168 hours since Matt has been busy with work and ignoring me. Every time i confronted him Matt would always tell me that everything was well and that he was just tired and wanted to go to sleep. I became so enraged with him that I even questioned Chris and Nick, his own fucking brothers, why he was acting so "busy." All they said was that work has been difficult, Matt will get the entire day off on Friday, which is tomorrow. I had no idea that information even existed.
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After taking off their shoes and entering the kitchen to meet me, Matt, Nick, and Chris came via the front door. I ignored Matt and waved to Chris and Nick, striking up a conversation with them. I truly couldn't talk to Matt, even though I hated ignoring him.
"Y/N, why are you ignoring me? What's wrong?" exclaimed Matt. I could feel the rage building inside of me; I was on the verge of losing it. “Why do I ignore you? WHY DO YOU DISRESPECT ME? Matt, I haven't spent more than ten minutes with you in the entire week.” Matt attempted to engage, but I interrupted him. “You don't even understand that I've asked your brothers why. I'm sorry, but you don't even realize how much I'm desperate for you. Why do you no longer give a damn? I didn't start dating this person at all. What happened Matt.” i spoke with tears now falling from my eyes. Chris spoke up, "Me and Nick are going to go for a walk, we will be back later.” “ Yeah” as they continued to move toward the front for.
“ Baby “ he knew i loved when he called me baby. “ I never want to see you cry over me. You are aware of my work schedule, but I should do a better job of juggling it with my personal life. Im sorry for being so busy; I really am. I simply got really wrapped up in my own thoughts, and I know it's not an excuse, so I had no idea that it upset you this much. I apologize. Let me make it up to you.”
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He grabbed me the waist and patted me by the thighs to jump and wrap my legs around his waist. As i did what i was told he walked us to his room closing the door and ensuring he locked it. He laid me on my bed on top of his silk covers, as i laid on my back he slowly took off my deinem shorts and black Lacey thong, he took of my ( his ) hoodie leaving me fully naked.
He pulled me closer to the edge of the bed as he kneeled on floor face to face with my glistening wet pussy waiting to get touched. He kissed my clit, then slowly started licking a strip up and down my pussy. “ Gonna make you feel so good princess, just lay there and look pretty.” the dirty talk could’ve just made cum there on the spot.
Soon as Matt’s tongue touched you an unsteady breath flew from your lips, your eyes squeezed closed due to the amount of pleasure you felt. He licked from your leaking hole to your clit once again,tongue flat to taste as much of you as possible. he repeated his actions multiple times, Matt moaned at the taste of you, he was pussy drunk at this point. “ You enjoying it so far?” i breathed heavy and moaned “ yes i am baby, feels so good” i’m so close to finishing at this point, he always worked magic with his tongue.
My hips were bucking of the bed bringing my lips closer to his. He started using his tongue and fingers adding the insane amount of pleasure i was already feeling. I tugged on my bed sheets and when i did that he took his fingers out of me and used his hands to guide my hands to his hair. I quickly grabbed his hair and gently tugged.
He started going insanely fast which made me lose it, he instructed me to grab my boobs and play with them, who was i to deny it. “ fuck Matt i’m so close, can i cum, please” he nodded his head against me. The knot in my stomach snapped and i finished all of his fingers and face.
Matt slowly pulled his fingers out of me and sucked them clean. “ are you ok? you did so good sweetheart” i nodded my head in response to tired to move or speak. Matt walked to get a hand towel to clean his face and me. Not too long after we had a shower and changed clothes to walk downstairs to end the night with a movie.
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As we sat on the couch Chris and Matt walked in asking if we were ok i responded back with “ more than ok “ Matt giggled at me words and brought his attention back to the movie.
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yyunari · 8 months
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JAKE 01. ⏱﹕ꕤ﹔ ETA !
your relationship with jake was built off of lies and deceit. that much was apparent all thanks to minji.
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being known as overly emotional and often getting pushed over had its struggles. that much was clear to you on a daily basis.
one of these struggles being how easy you had accepted jake’s request (more like a demand) to break up.
3 days after when you heard his rare yet melodious laugh, one akin to the sound of bells, chime throughout your mind, as it successfully carried onto your ears- you found yourself feeling sick. on a normal day you would be glad to hear it (and the dazzling smile that always accompanied it), but not anymore.
because you had found out that jake had most likely two timed you whilst you guys were together.
if it weren’t for minji texting you after she saw him with a girl on his arms, you wouldn’t have found out.
truly, you owed a lot to your best friend.
minji: y/n- SOS! ur ex is with a girl!
*video attached*
it got cut off but he said “poor y/n, she’s too much of a people pleasing pushover”. WTF!!!!!!
you: seriously? im omw :(
minji: what’s ur eta??
you: be there rn!!
you walked to your car and pinpointed minji’s location on life360 as memories of the breakup filled your subconscious.
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“lets break up.”
as soon as those words were uttered from jake’s mouth, you halted what you were doing and let your eyes slowly flutter up to meet his stare.
at first you assumed he was joking. after all, he had made no prior indication that he wanted to break up with you. though the two of you hadn’t spent as much time together in the previous weeks, you accepted that it was because you both were busy with your own lives and couldn’t be with each other 24/7. and it wasn’t as though you had felt that anything was amiss in the relationship, because the two of you had been peacefully coexisting for a while.
but perhaps you were wrong and he had a different idea of what your relationship was like.
as of now, you just wanted to know why. “oh… is there a reason?”
jake hesitated for a moment, then sighed. “yes, there is.”
before you had the opportunity to ask why, he ruffled his chocolate-esque hair with his hands and answered for you. “it’s really not you, it’s me. i just… don’t feel like right now is a good time for me to be in a relationship. you know?”
you felt something was off with his reasoning. the two of you had been together for 4 years, and jake wanted to break it off out of nowhere because it ‘wasn’t a good time’? what exactly made it not a good time? it didn’t make much sense, but you weren’t the type to throw a fit because of a breakup. you were the paranoid, constantly worried about saying the wrong thing type.
if he had his reasons, then you had to respect that. as much as it broke your heart.
but did you really want to?
“and you couldn’t ask me first before jumping the gun?” you grabbed jake’s hand, more confused than upset by how easily he wanted to break things off and how lazy the excuse felt. “i mean, i-i feel like this came out of nowhere. we’ve been dating for 4 years…” you noticed his expression grow more tired. “i’m sorry, i’m not trying to be rude! i guess i’m just surprised you didn’t say anything about it first.”
“i tried! i just couldn’t bring myself to do it, I guess.” jake pursed his lips, seemingly putting his thoughts together before speaking again. “i like you y/n, i really do, but i just don’t think we work. you have to agree- we haven’t been getting along well these days.”
you gave him a sad smile when you realized that you two had completely different perspectives about your dynamic. he considered it strained, while you considered it peaceful. he thought this was a reason to end a relatively long lasting relationship while the thought hadn’t even crossed your mind.
because after all, you loved him too much to even consider that.
“i guess you’re right.” you lied. you couldn’t agree to his judgment, but you couldn’t speak up about it either.
before jake could open his mouth in response, you spoke up again. “as much as i don’t want to do it, I'll have to respect your wishes. it’s for the better if we did… you know…” you looked at jake with tears beginning to cloud your vision. “break up. i’m sorry.”
the perturbed male let out a breath, as you could tell he attempted not to roll his eyes. you felt your heart crack with every action he took, each one somehow upsetting you more than the last. “yes, y/n. we’re done. i can’t handle us anymore.”
and with that you retired into your room, searching for anything and everything to make you feel his presence once more.
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“he’s been totally lying!!” you whisper yelled to minji, the two of you watching the couple from a distance. in any other circumstance it would be weird. but considering how clear it was that he broke up with you for her, you didn’t feel bad. “talking about how he wasn’t ready for a relationship… not ready my ass!”
minji put an arm on your shoulder in consolation. “you deserve better than that.”
“damn right i do.” you said, the apparent anger being a cover for the sadness you truly felt deep down. of course you wanted to run back to him and act as though everything was normal, but you knew the truth. he stopped being yours long ago.
it was truly absurd. you had spent hours upon hours post breakup trying to feel alright again; trying to fill the hole that jakes abrupt leaving had opened up. but all of that.. for what? just for it to end up being a whole lie? you felt dumb. not just because of how he made you feel, but because of how you had to pretend to be angrier than you actually were in order to actually be angry about it. it wasn’t that you didn’t feel angry, but rather that the sadness was more prevalent.
you wanted jake to see what he had done to you, to see how he had betrayed you. but passive, people pleaser y/n wasn't the type to confront people.
“hey y/n, you ready to get this show on the road?” jay, a close friend of jake’s, smirked as he grabbed your waist.
you chuckled in response, not hesitating to place a rushed kiss on his cheek. “ready as i’ll ever be.”
such a shame, jake didn’t know who he was dealing with.
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🎤 in which.. a well known kpop idol meets a formula 1 driver
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‘cold shoulder’ out in 24 hours. Enjoy, my blossoms🌷
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user1 HOLY SHIITTTT
user2 MOTHER
user3 HUHH?? GIRLIE IS FEEDING US
user4 I LOVE YOU YN
user5 PLS PLS PLS TELL ME THIS IS HER REPUTATION ERA
user6 I THINK ID DIE OMG
user7 NO ONE IS DOING IT LIKE HER
user8 we love you yn!!💗💗💗
user9 forever proud to be a blossom 💐
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Singa-poor luck luck.. Had some fun though! 🇸🇬👋
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user1 youll bounce back in japan albono!
user2 why is fernando looking at me like that..
user3 we love fernando shoe model
user4 WE LOVE YOU ALEX
user5 itll be better next race 💙
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First stage of Could You, Would You, and you guys were magical!! I love hearing your fanchants and cheers, thank you to everyone who watched! 💗 🌷
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user1 BREATHTAKING. AMAZING. GROUNDBREAKING
user2 love from france!
user3 you never fail to impress!!
user4 is it just me or did she seem really tired??
user5 its just you babes
user6 get off her mfking page if your gonna bring her down.. stupid hater
user4 im not hating, im a long time stan but im just worried about her.. going from a year and a half tour right back into a new album promotions is tough..
user5 WE LOVE YOU YN!
user6 😍😍😍
user7 COLD SHOULDER AOTY, COULD YOU WOULD YOU SOTY, YN ARTIST 👏 OF 👏 THE 👏 YEAR ❤️ ❤️ ❤️
user8 ALEX ALBON LIKE?? WHAT IS GOING ON?
user9 who the hell is that..
user8 hes a formula 1 driver!
user9 he needs to get the hell away from yn.. she doesnt need someone like him dragging her down
user10 girl what the hell are you on, all he did was like her post??
user9 i just want the best for her and he is clearly not it 😒
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yourusernameofficial Thank you so much for coming, I’m so glad you enjoyed it!
alex_albon I loved it! You are a master at performing 😆
user1 ALBONO A KPOP STAN??
user2 SINCE WHEN DID YOU LIKE YN
user3 GET AWAY FROM MY WIFE
user4 STOP. LET ME HAVE YN WHILE YOU DO YOUR LAPS AROUND THE TRACK
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YN YLN spotted at the paddock today! She seemed to be very confused as to where to go, but was pointed in the right direction by some of our drivers.
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user1 YN AT A RACE?
user2 i thought she was on a hiatus..
user3 shes on a hiatus from music, but she’ll still be out and around 😊
user3 her fashion sense is soo pretty!
user4 right?? i NEED her to meet lewis and zhou!
user3 sorry im not much of a f1 fan, who are they?
user4 lewis is lewis hamilton, a 7-time world champion and an icon in the sport, he has really cool outfits every week and drives for mercedes, and zhou is zhou guanyu, a driver for alpha romeo, and also has really cool outfits, he’s in his second year!
user3 awesome!! ill watch them and alex albon!
user5 so she cancels promos for cold shoulder then goes to a race??
user6 thats what im saying! i dont think that alex albon guy is a good influence on her..
user4 bro be so fr, alex albon did not tell her to go on a hiatus. her logical brain did after she was STALKED AND HARASSED BY HER “FANS”
user6 why is fans in quotes? they wanted to meet her, and shes not easy to meet so they did what they could, whats wrong with that?
user5 dude wtf are you on about, thats stalking and she has a right to be upset, im just wondering why she went to such a highly-publicized event after trying to get out of the public
user7 she looks so tired, i hope shes taking care of herself 😕
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