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blues824 · 1 year

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Hello. Can I request Muzan, Douma, Akaza, Daki and Gyutaro (separately) with human S/O, who willingly help them for two reasons: first, their love towards them, and second, the fact that they f*cking hate people (lol, I really shouldn't watch YGOTAS that much)?

I am so sorry for how late this is. Also, imma make it so that you are married to them because I had no idea how else to execute this. Also also, kind of OOC, but eh.

Also also also, I hate people as well. All my readers are exceptions tho.

Muzan Kibutsuji

“My love, why are you so willing to help me?” He asked after you already went through most of his task list by yourself. You were even willing to lay down your own life for him if it ever came to that point. But why??

“Well, because I love you. In our wedding vows, I vowed that I would support you in any way that I could. I also just hate people” You responded honestly. Even if you had a horrible past, people just sucked in general.

Muzan seemed satisfied by your answer, responding by putting his hands on the side of your waist and pulling you in for a kiss. It was small moments like these with your husband that you treasured the most.

“Darling, on our wedding day, you looked so ethereal. As if you were a snow monarch in the midst of the stars of the night sky” He whispered into your ear. He always managed to make your heart squeeze in adoration for him.

“And you looked so unbelievably handsome, I was nervous about tripping on the aisle because I was so distracted.” You giggled as you looked into your husband’s eyes. He had a smile gracing his lips. It wasn’t normal for you both to be seen as lovey-dovey, but that doesn’t mean it never happens

Douma

As a result of being joined together in matrimony, it only made sense that his followers became your followers as well. While being praised as a deity definitely has its perks, it was a lot to get used to in such a short amount of time. Especially if you weren’t particularly fond of humankind.

“Y/N, how are you adjusting to being the spouse of a highly worshiped demon?” He asked with a smile. We all know that he’s genuinely apathetic, but when he saw you for the first time… Alexa, play This Is What Falling In Love Feels Like by JVKE.

“It’s a lot to adjust to, if I’m being honest. All the worship is a lot to handle. You know how much I don’t like people” You let out a weak laugh as you gave him your answer. He had a frown on his face as you said it. He pulled you into a hug and placed a kiss on your temple.

“On our very special day, I vowed that I would protect you and provide for you. If you don’t tell me these things, then I’m not doing my job as your husband.” He whispered to you. He felt like he failed you. Why wouldn’t you tell him something like this?

“You are doing a wonderful job as my husband, honey. It’s your followers that are the problem. I understand that you would get praise, but I would rather not have it.” Douma made a mental note to warn his followers that if they were so much as to breathe in your direction from now on, they would meet their end.

Akaza

He has forgotten what the word home meant before he met you. You were just so loving and you acted like his rock that kept him stable. You gave him a purpose other than becoming stronger. This is how he knew that he absolutely needed to marry you. However, you were still human.

“Baby, do you ever miss your family?” He asked as he saw you making something in the kitchen of your shared home. Times like these are times he can mistake you both as being a normal married couple in a normal house with normal lives.

“You are my family.” You didn’t look up, instead you continued chopping the vegetables you were making for the stew. You knew that Akaza wasn’t able to consume it, but you were still human. “You’re the only one I need.”

“Yes, but before me you had a life with your friends and family. Surely you must miss them, or at least hold some resentment towards me?” You always hated when he would get insecure because he never saw how great he treated you compared to the people from your past.

“If I had to choose between you and my family, I would choose you no matter what. We made a vow to stick with each other for better, for worse, for richer and for poorer, in sickness and in health.” He seemed happy with your answer, as he gave you a kiss on your shoulder and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind.

Daki

We all know how much of a child she is, but when you agreed to marry her, it increased by a lot. She became super clingy because of her past. However, you don’t mind. I mean, you knew you would never be treated horribly by her because of it. But she still has her insecurities.

“Sweetie, why are you still with me? You’re human, and you had a life before I took you away from it.” She ended her tangent with a sad sigh. It pained you to see her so blue, so you knelt in front of her and took her hands in yours.

“I’m still with you because we’re married and it’s not that easy to leave. I also love you and hate humans.” You said with a soft smile. Memories of your wedding day flashed through your mind: your wife (then fiance) was so beautiful in the white kimono. Gyutaro was sobbing in the front.

“If you could, would you ever go back?” She asked. She had never felt so sad, because she knew that she originally didn’t really give you a choice in the whole matter. Wasn’t marriage supposed to be a mutual agreement between both parties?

“Absolutely not. Instead, I would go back so that I could be the one to ask you to marry me. I love you, Daki. I wouldn’t give up what we have for the world.” You whispered. She had shed a few tears during your ‘speech’. Then she pulled you into her lap (she’s strong, your size doesn’t matter) and squeezed you tightly.

Gyutaro

If you think Daki was clingy, you haven’t seen anything yet. Sure at first he was extremely distant, but when you reassured him that you weren’t leaving he held on for dear life. If his hand isn’t in yours, his whole arm is around your waist.

“Baby, why don’t you leave me? You’ve always stuck by my side, but why?” Even if he was super powerful, he still had those days of doubt. And on those days, you would make him lay his head in your lap and run your fingers through his hair while you tell him the reasons why you love him.

“Let’s see… because you’re the most handsome, loving, amazing husband that I could ever ask for. You protect me, love me, and make good on your promises to me that you made at our wedding.” With each thing you listed, Gyutaro’s blush worsened more and more.

“But you could do so much better than settling down with me. You’re graceful, kind, and a good listener.” He rambled on and on. Once he got going, it was hard for him to stop. It saddened you that you couldn’t just reach in and extract all self-deprecating thoughts from his mind.

“Gyu, I chose you for a reason. If I didn’t want to marry you, I wouldn’t have said yes when you proposed. I wouldn’t have said I do after our vows. I love you, Gyutaro. Now, accept it.” You jokingly threatened. You always knew how to make him feel better.

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justalittlebitbored · 1 year

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part one: willow tree | remus lupin

part one: when love comes knockin’

pairing/au: marauders era, remus lupin x reader

summary: you've loved your best friend for as long as you can remember and loving someone who doesn't love you back hurts. a lot.

warnings: angst, unrequited love, sadness, fluff, friends to lovers, childhood best friends to lovers. no use of y/n.

wc: 4.3k

a/n: here’s the very first chapter, let’s hope and pray you guys like it. sadly you might not get the next chapter for a while, so sorry about that. set in their fifth year at hogwarts

alexa play right where you left me by taylor swift

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part 2

You don’t really know when it happened. Falling in love with Remus Lupin.

You’ve loved him for as long as you can remember. You loved him when you were seven years old and he pushed you over in the sandpit. You loved him when he told you his secret the night before you both set off to go to Hogwarts. And you knew you loved him when he snuck you out of your dorm room during your fifth year to tell you about his first kiss.

You didn’t even realise you felt that way about him until you were outside, under the willow tree by your dorm in the middle of the night when he told you about his first date. You remember how dry your mouth was and how your heart felt as if it was about to beat right outside of your chest. You smiled and nodded as he told you about the girl. This new, amazing girl who he had met in his potions class.

And you definitely remembered how you’d cried yourself to sleep once you’d gone back inside.

It wasn’t his fault, how could he have known about your feelings when you yourself didn’t even know about them.

—

Once you’d realised your affections for the boy you’d inadvertently started to avoid him. Taking the longer routes to get to lessons just to not to have to see him in the corridors. Not turning up for lunch in the Gryffindor common room, spending break time in the toilets.

You hadn’t even realised you had been doing this when he corned you in the library as you were packing up your things, ready for your next lesson. His cheeks were flushed like he’d rushed to the library and the curls on his head were unruly, as if he’d been running his hands through it.

“Listen I know why you’re avoiding me - ”

You froze, your hand shaking as you picked up the last pencil that remained on the desk.

“I’m not avoiding you Remus.”

“You are - don’t pretend like you’re not. I didn’t realise why you were until Sirius mentioned how close we were.”

“Remus- ”

You tried to respond, attempting to leave the conversation, you didn’t know if you could handle speaking about your feelings then and there in the middle of the library.

He cut you off, not letting you speak. Which in hindsight was probably the best thing he could’ve done as with the way it was going you probably would have avoided him for the next three years.

“You’re my best friend. I should’ve told you about the date when I got asked. We tell each other everything and this just slipped my mind, I just got excited and told Sirius and James first.”

He paused to take a breath before continuing.

“And you’ve been avoiding me this past week since I’d told you and I’ve been racking my brain trying to figure out what I’d done. I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you, I will next time anything happens.”

He thought you were mad that he didn’t tell you about his date.

You blinked at him speechless.

“That was it right? That was why you were mad?”

He looked at you with his brown eyes, his eyebrows furrowed and a little crinkle by his eye.

You opened your mouth to speak, closing it when nothing came out.

He said your name again, his face contorting into a frown.

You found your head nodding up and down before you could realise what you were saying.

“Y-yes. Yes. That’s why.”

You stuttered and his face softened. He grabbed your shaking hand.

“I’m sorry. We don’t keep things from each other. I won’t do it again, yeah?”

“Yeah.” You spoke monotonously, and looked towards your bag, you needed to get out of here and fast. “I have a lesson now, I can’t be late.”

“Hey, hey. Look at me. We’re good right? You’re my best friend, can’t have you being mad at me.” He asked again with a weary voice, whilst tugging onto the hand he was still holding.

Best friend.

Platonic.

You turned and looked at him.

“Yeah moony, we’re good.” Lie. “Don’t worry about it.” Lie.

He suddenly pulled you into a bear hug, his arms around your middle. His face was in the crook of your neck, his nose trailing across your warm skin. You didn’t know what to do with your arms but after a moment of hesitation you weaved them together behind his back.

“Oh thank god, I hate it when you’re angry at me.” He chuckled his breath tickling my neck.

“I hate it too.” I said meekly. After a moment he squeezed you tightly and stepped away, a smile adorning his face.

He was beautiful, his curly hair and strong jaw giving him a boyishly handsome look. Your eyes darted to the freckles on his cheeks. Did he always have freckles there?

“What class do you have next, do you want me to walk you there?” He asked.

“Herbology. It’s alright though, I’m sat with Sirius so it’s not too boring.” You teased trying to sound normal, whilst zipping up your bag. You slung it over your shoulder and walked backwards to the exit whilst facing Remus and gave him a bright smile.

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll be fine. I’m pretty sure I can make it there in one piece, and I’ll see you at lunch anyways.”

Once you’d passed through the door and heard a vague goodbye that you were sure that was from him, you turned around and the smile dropped from your face. How had you never seen it before, how had you never realised your feelings for the boy.

—

The problem with growing up with someone is that you know everything about that person. You used to think that being best friends with Remus since you were both six years old was special, that no one could ever share the same bond that you did.

It was however this same bond that made you want to repeatedly slam your face into a brick wall. Everywhere you went there he was. Every time he touched you could feel your ears go warm and your words would get caught in your throat.

You started reading into everything that he did. If someone puts his arm around your shoulder regularly or places a hand on your knee whilst he talks, does it mean anything? Is offering to carry your bag and books whilst he walks you to lessons a normal thing that normal best friends do?

But this was normal for you. Growing up with someone allowed for you to be comfortable enough to do these things. It doesn’t mean anything.

This bond also made it very difficult to hide things from each other and every time he talked about another girl, a bit of your heart chipped away.

But it was Remus, just Remus. He would rather stay inside and read, or come to your dorm and watch a movie. He didn’t play quidditch and he certainly didn’t go on dates and kiss random girls. But ever since he had become friends with ‘padfoot’, ‘prongs’ and ‘wormtail’ things had changed.

He had changed.

Not in a bad way, he’d become more confident in him self, less skittish and less afraid of letting people in. He was growing up and making friends and it felt as if he was leaving me behind.

When he told you that his friends had found out about him being a werewolf, he was calm. He trusted them. You now weren’t the only person he confided in, he was moving on in life and you felt as if you were stood there stuck in a childhood illusion.

His regular visits during the night of a full moon stopped, becoming rare occurrences and the first aid kit that you had once used so often stayed under your bed and was beginning to collect dust.

You never brought it up though, never wanting to make it awkward. The thought of him explaining to you that he’d rather go to his new friends rather than you made shivers go down your spine. So you let it go, you never mentioned it. If it meant you could avoid that conversation, you would let it go.

It had now been three months since the marauders had found out about him and nearly four months since you had realised you had feelings for him. He had stopped visiting, instead of coming to you he went to his friends and they looked after him. It was that night when you cried yourself to sleep when you realised how truly deep your feelings ran. What you initially thought was a little crush that you could easily grow out of was something entirely different. Something entirely different that was starting to feel like love.

When you awoke that next morning to the faint sound of rain on the window, you looked outside and as you expected the willow tree had rain dripping off of its leaves, falling to the ground.

Ironic.

—

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t miss smarty pants.”

A body slumped into the seat next to you. You slotted a finger into the seam of the pages of the book you were reading and looked over. Sirius gave you a crooked grin whilst his back leant against the table and his legs were sprawled out in-front of him.

“Leave her alone padfoot.” You heard a voice say before you felt a warm body settle on your other side. You looked up and realised that Remus and his friends had come to join you in the great hall. Peter and James were sat opposite you, Remus on your left and Sirius on your right.

“Why, sad you got a C?” You teased.

“Professor Sprout hates me that’s why. You know me, I’m a model student. I love plants and those little mushroom things.” His eyebrows were raised with a smirk on his face.

You heard a snort from James. “Oh get off it. You - a model student. I’d love to see it.”

The boys snickered whilst Sirius pouted at you. You could certainly see what girls saw in him. Where Remus was boyishly good looking, Sirius had strong features, his dark eyes darted around your face. He was ruggedly handsome and he knew it.

He spun in his seat and sat facing the table. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, herbology is my passion.”

This was when you finally heard Remus’ deep voice speak out next to you as he reached over to steal a chip from your plate of food. “No need to be jealous. She’s way smarter than you.”

You could feel the tips of your ears warm up as he defended you. The dark headed boy to your right turned and looked at Remus with with a smirk. He stared for a moment longer before shaking his head and joining the other two boys’ conversation.

“It’s true, I am smarter than him.” You turned to look at him.

“There was never any doubt about it.” He smiled.

You could feel your cheeks heating up again as he looked at you so you averted your gaze to your book and focused on the way your nail was scraping again the spine.

God how were you supposed to not feel this way if he smiled at you like that. He had to stop smiling at you like that.

He lifted his hand and brushed a piece of hair behind your ear. It was a natural thing, he’d done it many times before, it just never meant anything more until now. He asked you about the book you were reading.

“It’s about muggle history. You know us, we’re all greedy, power hungry freaks.” You were referring to the fact that you were both muggle born, well he was only half.

He laughed loudly, opening his mouth to respond.

“Hey moony, turn around. It’s your little girlfriend, you going to go say hi?” James voiced loudly interrupting your conversation. He nodded behind us to where Violet Murphy stood.

It was the girl Remus had kissed. She had long black hair with dark blue eyes; you had potions with her in fourth year, she was a great girl. It was no doubt that she was amazing, you could understand why he went for her.

His face went red and you could feel his awkwardness emanating off of him.

Sirius whistled loudly before reaching behind you and patting him on the arm.

“Come on moony, you’ve got to go say hi to your girl.” The group of boys cheered as he stuttered, obviously not used to his kind of attention.

“I don’t know, do I go-”

“Of course you go. Go, get up. Now. Go.”

James and Peter leaned forward from their side of the table and gave him a shove that almost had him falling to the ground. Remus swung his legs over the bench and stood up.

“Cool, okay. I can do this. No big deal.” He murmured to himself before Sirius gave him another massive push forward.

You watched his back as he walked off towards Violet. You couldn’t see his face but you could see hers, and she was smiling shyly when he stopped in front of her.

You turned around before you could see anything else. Your eyes began to sting and your hand shook.

You need to leave. Now.

You slammed your book shut loudly garnering the attention of the other boys, making a lame excuse of how you had to speak to a professor about a piece of homework.

Turning around you left before you could hear any of their responses and rushed away.

—

Sitting in the library by yourself became a common occurrence. As the year went on you tried to act as normal as possible, and studying in the library became the perfect excuse.

Life outside of Remus was difficult. You didn’t realise that outside of your little bubble you didn’t really have anyone. You had your dorm mates that you spoke to but they weren’t really friends, more like acquaintances and once school was finished for summer you were sure you’d never speak to them again. Shame as some of them were sweet gir-

“Hi, excuse me but do you have a pen I could borrow?” A light voice whispered. You looked up to see Lily Evans standing by your desk, a smile on her face.

“Um yes. I do yes, give me a moment.” You rummaged around in your pencil case attempting to find one in the midst of all the clutter in there. You could feel her gaze before she sat down.

“I’m sorry for bothering you, you seem busy. I’ve been waiting for someone to show up and I don’t think they will.”

You finally found a pen and handed it to her, finally meeting her eyes.

“No worries, I’m not too busy. Just sat here doing whatever really.”

Your gaze darted around her face, she really was pretty, with her deep red hair and piercing eyes. She was in the top of her classes and head prefect of your year. You could see what James saw in her. He had been fervently pursuing her for the past couple months.

“Thanks for the pen.” She stared at you for a moment, opening her mouth before closing it again. You raised your eyebrows slightly in interest.

“You know James Potter right?” Nodding you looked at her curiously.

“Sorry, it’s just I’ve seen you and your boyfriend hanging around with him and- ” Your eyes widened.

“I- what.” You gulped. “I don’t have a boyfriend.”

“Oh I thought you and Remus Lup- never mind. It’s just that James has recently been… um” She trailed off, you could see her eyes darting around trying to find the words to ask her question.

“…been pursuing you.” Finishing her sentence you leaned back in your seat with a smile. You knew exactly what this girl had come to speak to you about.

Her face flushed red and she began to stutter.

“I- no.” You raised your brows. “Well, yes. But I’m not asking in that way. I just wanted to know what his deal was, you know since… he’s just started to… you know.”

She was a sweet girl. If she truly wasn’t interested in James like she’s been saying she wouldn’t be asking, but by lord did the two of them make you chuckle so you decided you’d leave the both of them to their own devices.

“He’s a good guy. Headstrong. Once he knows what he wants he’ll go for it - within reason of course. He’s not a major creep if your wondering. He’s kind of a loser actually once you get to know him, I mean his nickname is literally prongs.”

She furrowed her brows and you could literally see the cogs in her head turning. She shook her head before replying.

“Oh… alright. I was just wondering. I’m still not interested though. ” You gave her a knowing smile before you began to pack up your stuff. She still had your pen in her grasp, a thoughtful look on her face.

“You weren’t waiting for anyone were you?”

Excuses began to stumble out of her mouth.

“Don’t worry your secrets safe with me. I’m not going to report back to him or anything. It’s very entertaining watching you shut him down everyday, really cheers me up.” You laughed and you stood up.

She began to hand you your pen as she rose from her seat.

“Thank you, I mean it.” You placed the pen in your pocket. “We have transfiguration together next right? Did you want to come with me to grab a cup of tea before we go to McGonagall’s class?”

You figured you had to branch out sometime. Staying in Remus’ shadow wasn’t an option forever and you certainly couldn’t do it for the next two years.

But being mistaken for being a couple surely meant something. That the way you two behaved with each other must mean more than friendship, it was a seed of hope but sadly the image of Remus rushing away to see Violet was an image that you couldn’t get out of your head.

If he did feel something for you he wouldn’t be going on dates. So you decided it was time, you had to make friends and this was the perfect time to start.

“Yeah sure. I’d love too.”

That was the start of your friendship with Lily and it surely blossomed within the next couple of weeks. You’d never had a close girl friend and looking back you don’t think you could ever go back.

Over the next couple of months you’d began to spend more and more time with her and her friends and less time with the marauders. Not in a bad way, you obviously still hung out with them but just less. Not that you wanted to admit it they were some of your closest friends but you would never tell them that, Sirius’ ego was big enough already and you didn’t need to inflate it anymore.

It was also an excuse to not have to spend time with Remus. He would still come over from time to time and you would do your movie nights. You had most, if not all your lessons together. But it gave you some healthy distance, you no longer just orbited around him.

You didn’t dare think about him romantically, even when he fell asleep in your bed with his head in your lap after you’d put a second movie on. You definitely wouldn’t memorise all his features, the freckles on his cheeks, the mole by his lip. The little bump on the bridge of his nose and you definitely didn’t sit there every time wishing you were more than what you were.

But it didn’t mean anything. You were still friends.

Just friends.

—

Before you knew it, it was the end of the year. Your entire class had just finished your end of year exams and you and the marauders were walking out of the exam hall.

Remus’ arm was around your shoulder as you all walked out, the boys all chattering about that last transfiguration exam.

James was complaining as usual, whilst Peter was timidly trying to explain where prongs had gone wrong in the exam.

The boy pressed up to your side was loudly having a conversation with Sirius about what they were going to do to celebrate.

“We need to go big. We’re gunna be sixth years next year, practically the oldest in the school.”

“Practically.” You muttered. The arm around you gave you a tight squeeze and when you looked up at Remus he gave you an amused smile.

“Why don’t you settle down a bit padfoot. We have just finished. If you’ve failed you’re going to have to repeat.” He teased his friend.

“I haven’t failed trust me.” Sirius said cockily, sure of himself.

You both let out amused laughs and whilst the conversation still went on around you, you walked quietly along with the boys whilst reflecting about the year.

Remus and Violet’s romance didn’t last very long, the girl broke up with him about six weeks after their first date for a reason that was still a secret to all of us. His lips were sealed and no matter how much his friends pried and pried he never told them why.

Lily and James still had their ongoing… thing. We would watch him ask her out, she would say no and the same thing would happen on repeat nearly every week.

You remember the day he came bounding towards you, questioning you about your friendship with the girl. He had interrogated you for nearly two hours before your friends had found you. Though, you never got involved with the two of them, rather you sat back, observing their ‘relationship’ was humourous enough.

“What are your plans for the summer?”

You didn’t realise that all four boys were asking you a question until you were shook gently. Startled you gave a long answer.

“My family are taking us all on holiday. We’re leaving tomorrow. I’m gunna be gone the whole summer. Surprisingly, I’m actually very excited.”

Surprisingly, you were actually excited. Usually you hated summers, thought they were pointless. You went back to the muggle world to your family whilst most of your friends stayed in the wizarding world. The main reason that you hated it was that you didn’t get to see Remus, but this year that factor was something that you were very much looking forward too.

You listed all the places you were going to visit and amazingly all the boys sat patiently and listened with Peter asking the odd question here and there.

“Alright then, we need to celebrate tonight then before you go, need to see as much of you as we can before you leave for the summer. Where are we going?”

A guilty feeling overcame you when you looked up at the boy.

“Actually Remus, I’m spending tonight-”

Your name was loudly called out drawing attention to your little group from the people around you for a second before they turned around and continued their conversations.

Lily came to a stop in front of you and you didn’t even need to look at James to see the giddy look on his face. He opened his mouth to speak and without even looking at him she raised her hand and muttered “No.”

“You ready to go?”

“Go where?” You could feel his gaze on the side of your face as you cringed. You hadn’t told him yet that you were spending tonight with your other group of friends. In all fairness they did ask first but it was an unspoken tradition that you and Remus always spent this last evening together.

“Um, me and the girls are spending the night together. Marlene’s parents are away so we’re going to her house tonight.” With a weary expression you looked up at him.

There was a range of emotions on his face. Mainly you could see the confusion, you were breaking tradition. The two of you had spent the last day of school together every year since you could remember.

He knew something had been wrong this last year, of course he knew. You knew that he did, you weren’t an idiot and he definitely wasn’t either. You could always feel him watching you when you acted differently, he had never said anything though.

He was looking at you that same way now. Every time you thought he was going to bring it up you ran, made excuses about how you had to leave and avoided him until he had forgotten about it.

“Oh.”

You could feel Sirius’ and Lily’s eyes on you. Anytime something weird or awkward happened between the both of you, you would look up and their eyes would already be on you, they would pensively stare for a moment at you both before looking away. It was unnerving.

“Yeah. I’m so sorry, they asked and I totally forgot and said yes.”

You could see the hurt on his face and before he could open his mouth to say something, you felt a harsh tug on your arm.

Lily had pulled you to stand next to her.

“Okay! We really need to get going, the train is leaving soon.”

You didn’t know what to say, how you could smooth over this awkward situation. But before you could say anything she grabbed your hand and dragged you away, you shouted a goodbye and received waves back in return.

You really didn’t want to have this conversation but you knew Lily was going to pull it out of you one way or another.

“Okay, what the hell was that.”

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kamotecue · 8 months

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18 ➷ l. horan

pairing: lindsey horan x reader

summary: a cute moment between two lovers when their favorite song comes on. lyon!reader, french!reader

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ⋆✦⋆ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

you heard the door close making you look away from the puzzle that you had assorted the pieces to their color. you saw lindsey walk through arched doorway giving her a soft smile, as she opened her arms while walking to you.

“give me a hug, baby.” lindsey said, as you stood up wrapping your arms around her waist as she held you in her arms.

“tough day at training?” you asked, as she gave you a soft nod. you didn’t train today as you weren’t cleared by the physio, you had suffered a knee injury during the game against france vs australia, where it had lead to penalties.

“you know what would make it better, mon amour?” you asked, with a grin on your face as lindsey chuckled at your mischievous look.

“what will?” she said, as she hummed.

“alexa, play 18 by one direction.” you said, as alexa continued the command. lindsey laughed at your silliness, as you gave her a bow holding your hand out.

“really?” lindsey said, as you just gazed up at her and nodded. she accepted your hand, as you pulled her closer.

i got a heart, and i got a soul

you watched as her eyes sparkled at you, the tiredness has gone away and she looked at you in adoration.

believe me, i will use them both

one of your hands was on her waist, as the other was in the air, interlocking on of her hands with yours as you took a few steps around the shared apartment.

we made a start

you thought about the moment she went pro, she first played for colorado rush and had three appearances for the team. before her transfer to paris saint-germain a fellow french professional team.

you didn’t like the idea of how they treated her there, it ruined a part of her so you were determine to stay by her side, even if you were miles away.

be it a false one, i know

didn’t everyone tell you that it was a reckless decision? being a couple, young and in love? however, it worked between the two of you. you had been together since you both were 18, and now you were both here dancing in the dining area at 29.

baby, i don’t want to feel alone

you weren’t one for being alone, you enjoyed it yes. however, you were clingy when you needed to be. it annoyed others, but for lindsey it didn’t. she actually loved your clingy side, the cuddles you’d give her, and how you would talk about topics you were passionate about.

so kiss me where i lay down, my hands pressed to your cheeks, a long way from the playground

you were training on an empty pitch one day, lindsey joined you as she had nothing better to do, and she also wanted to spend time with her girlfriend. during the break, you’d lay a blanket underneath the nearest tree and would simply lay on it.

she’d kiss you, and you’d have your hands pressed to her cheeks which made the kiss even more romantic.

i have loved you since we were 18.

you were utterly in love with the blonde that you had met in the youth team. however, you made your debut for the senior team of your father’s country as the us already had a good line up.

it was the tulips that you’d give her every day, you’d pick them and removed the thorns so she wouldn’t get pricked by them.

long before we both thought the same thing, to be loved and to be in love

would you believe me, if it took you both a long time to realize your feelings? you both wanted to focus on your soccer career, yet you noticed this when you saw her hanging out with someone else.

to be in love was one thing, but to be loved was a whole other story.

all i can do is say that these arms are made for holding you, oh-oh

if there was one thing you’d love the most, it was holding lindsey in your arms, in the middle of the night, when your watching a movie, or out of the blue when she’s cooking.

you always told her that your arms were made for holding her, which she found true.

i wanna love like you made me feel when we were 18

when you were both 18, it was indescribable. there was the happy stage, the little quarrels that you’d have but you both solved, the lessons you learned.

it made you both grow as individuals, as a pair and as a person. you were glad that you met lindsey horan, the love of your life.

#lindsey horan #lindsey horan imagine #lindsey horan x reader #uswnt x reader #woso imagine #woso x reader #woso one shot #lyon wfc imagine

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nervoussagittarius · 9 days

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got to have a taste of a pretty girl

matt sturniolo x singer!reader

summary: a past experience is brought up causing you to finally be comfortable telling your boyfriend your biggest secret, request

warnings: fluff, language, coming out, slight angst

“hey matt.” you said as he picked up your phone call. your current position on your couch was one of nervousness. you sat on the edge, hunched over, with your leg bouncing with anxiety.

“hey baby, what’s up?”

“so i have something to show you and was wondering if you’d be willing to come over?”

“yeah absolutely. i’ll see you in 10, love you!” he said hanging up the phone.

to rewind, you were cleaning out a few boxes this morning when you came across a cd with some of your old, unreleased, songs on it. you had a habit of recording stuff that was almost to personal to put out and hiding it away. you used this method almost as a coping mechanism. out of sight, out of mind.

curiosity came over you and you decided to see exactly what songs were in this record. a few of them were really nothing, just some stuff you had made when you were messing around with different vocals and settings. but the last song was something that you really did want to hide. you never meant to come across it again.

this song described the first intimate experience you ever had with another girl. you were about 18 at this point, close to a year before you even knew matt. you had known for a while that you liked women and men, but the only person you told was your best friend alexa.

now alexa was completely boy crazy. never once thinking she might be into girls. until one night when you guys decided to go to some random la house party a mutual friend was hosting.

after a few hours you both started feeling flirty and we’re having a lot of fun dancing with each other. this was when alexa decided to tell you that she had thought you were her favorite person she’d ever met and how if she were to ever experiment with a women it would definitely be with you.

one thing led to another and she led you into her bed. only to wake up the next morning saying it was a good time but it was a mistake that will never happen again. she could pretend all she wanted but it already happened. so you guys went your separate ways.

you weren’t devistated my any means, you almost expected things to happen this way. she went on to keep her boyfriend and you moved on with your life.

you never really felt comfortable telling anyone else about your sexuality though. it was a really scary process. you never knew how that person would react, and you were fine never being in a romantic relationship with a girl. you really did want to spend the rest of you life with matt. it was only far though that matt knew the real you.

matt knocked on your door exactly 9 minutes and 23 seconds after he hung up the phone. you were so nervous you kept count.

he let himself in like normal and made his way to your couch, leaning down to give you a kiss.

“okay, so what did you want to show me” matt asked with a dopey smile on his face.

“well,” you started. “i found something this morning and i’d like you to listen to it.”

you made your way over to the cd player and pressed play on the song, not so formally named, pretty girls.

a long 2 minutes and 26 seconds went by before the song ended.

“it was a good song, sweetheart. i love all of your music, but i’m a little confused about what it means. are you trying to tell me something? did someone do something to you? i’m not really comprehending.” matt began to ramble.

you took his hands in your, “okay i’ll explain. so basically, about a year before we started dating i was friends with this girl named alexa.” you stopped to take a deep breath but it came out shakier then expected.

“it’s okay love take your time”

you couldn’t get through the rest of the story.

“i’m not straight, matt”

you could see his eyes slightly widen but he nodded at you to continue.

“i’m bisexual, and alexa was the first girl i even did anything with. it didn’t really mean anything, to either of us, but she was the only one that knew and we were at a party. and she wanted to experiment, but she had a boyfriend. and it’s all a little blurry, but i needed to tell you because i’m really tired of hiding it.” your eyes started to fill with tears at your rant. it all was settling in on you.

“i really don’t want to lose you because i love you so fucking much, but i had to tell you how i really feel. and the song doesn’t really have anything to do about it, but it seemed like a good lead way into the topic.”

matt let go of your hands. you looked up at him in confusion and wariness. he instead grabbed your face and used the pads of his thumbs to wipe the tears that had begun to fall. he leaned his forehead against yours with tears also in his eyes.

“can i say something now?” matt asks.

you gave him a nod with a slight laugh.

“i am so proud of you.” matt said with a raspy chuckle. “i am so grateful that you felt comfortable enough to share that with me. you have not idea what it means. i see how much shit people who are homosexual go though and it’s really scary. so thank you.”

“and you could never lose me for being honest with me. if anything it makes me love you even more.”

once matt finished talking, you leaned forward to give him a passionate kiss. matt layed his back into your couch as he pulled you into his chest so he was holding you.

you went on to have a long and intense conversation on the entire event that happened between you and alexa. you also told him how and when you realized you were bisexual.

“i kinda want to put the song out.” you said as you played with the hem on his shirt.

“i think that’s a great idea, baby”

an: the end. i’m sorry it’s kinda short but full song credits go to mother renee rapp. i could’ve never written this without her. i hope y’all enjoyed🤍

#matt sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo fluff #matt sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo imagine #matt x reader #sturniolo fanfic #Spotify

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waldau · 4 months

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constant — choi seungcheol | 1,459 words | fluff, hurt/comfort

alexa, play sorry by justin bieber. that damn edit just won't leave my head.

gender neutral reader. warnings: reader pointedly has an ex-boyfriend.

the one face you're looking for is the one that's conspicuously absent. you'd think maybe your boyfriend — no, ex — would have the courtesy of picking you up from the airport after promising to do it weeks ago, but it's just you and your stupidly heavy suitcase in the midst of a swarm of people that are too close, too loud.

you try not to let the tears slip, instead repeating your search for him through all the faces in the crowd. it doesn't change anything. you're all alone.

who the hell breaks up through a text message when you're on a flight halfway home?

there's really no other option left. you just have to take a cab and get home, and do your best not to stew in your thoughts for the next few days while you adjust to the jet lag. but there's one name that catches your eye in your contacts.

choi seungcheol.

it's been nearly two months since you've met him in person, and every single instance of you returning his calls and messages undeniably late is brought up to the front of your mind. it's selfish, really, to even think of asking him if he can wake up at this hour of the night to pick you up, but he's the only person you'd trust in a situation like this.

you press the call button and wait for it to connect. part of you hopes it just goes to voicemail so you don't have to apologize for everything between you, all of which is your fault.

"sunshine? you okay? did you get back home safely?"

there's concern in his voice that shouldn't be there but still is, because he's cheol. the fact that he remembered you'd be getting back today is enough to break you. "he—" you choke on a sob. "he didn't show up."

seungcheol curses softly. "are you still at the airport?"

you nod, then remember he can't see you. "yeah."

"just wait a few more minutes, okay? tell me where you are."

"cheol, what—"

"i'll explain everything to you. just tell me you're okay."

"i— yeah." you mumble your location, the closest landmark you can see, and it's not long before a familiar jacket appears in your line of sight. you don't think you've ever been relieved to see him before.

seungcheol doesn't say a word as he guides you into his arms. all you can think of and feel is him protecting you from the rest of the world, your head on his chest and his head on yours. the tears don't stop falling, and neither do the apologies. you don't even know what you're apologizing for at this point, but seungcheol keeps shushing you. you've never been one for making a scene at airports, but the parking lot is pretty empty. you can't bring yourself to care.

when you pull away after a while, finally able to breathe a bit easier, you find seungcheol looking at you with a pout.

"what," you ask wetly.

"seeing you cry is making me sad. please don't cry?"

"i would if i could," you say, but then your eyes land on the wet patch on his white shirt, all soaked with your tears, and you begin crying even more.

"i'm sorry," you say, voice weak. "i don't— can we just go?"

"of course we can," seungcheol says, wiping your tears. "don't apologize. you're fine with me, okay? nothing's going to happen to you."

you've heard those words, or variations of those words, from so many people before, but the only person who can convince you he means to keep his promise is seungcheol. you nod, feeling yourself believe his words. he's never one lied to you, and you don't think he's going to start now.

seungcheol places his baseball cap on your head and tugs your hoodie closer around you to make sure you're shielded from the cold. your cold hand is in his while he wheels your suitcase to where his car is parked. you've managed to calm down by then, but it's still not easy to look at seungcheol after all he's done for you.

"are you hungry? tired?" he asks, getting into his seat.

you shake your head, buckling your seatbelt with slightly shaky hands. "neither."

"then there's someplace i want to take you before i drop you home. is that okay?"

you'd follow seungcheol wherever he went. of course it's okay. he hands you the aux cord while he drives through the city which is quiet at night, and it's not long before your mood begins lifting up. you kind of don't want to get out when he stops the car and motions for you to follow him, but you do it anyway.

he grabs a blanket from the trunk and throws it on the hood of his car, holding out his hand for you to join him. you're about to ask him what he wants to do, but your words die in your throat when you look up.

the dark sky is painted with countless stars splashed out across however far your eyes can see. it's not often you get to see such a sight, and you realize seungcheol's driven you to the countryside, somewhat far from where both of you live. sitting underneath the sea of stars with seungcheol seems better than everything that's happened to you in the past month. or two. or more.

"hey," seungcheol says, reaching over to rest a hand on your thigh. warm. friendly.

"hey," you say back, taking his cap off so you can look at his face properly. you gasp when you notice his hair. it's a striking blond shade, one he'd been nervous about getting months ago. you run a hand through it slowly, wondering how old it is. how long it's been since you've really taken time to be with him.

"you okay?" he asks. you want to say yes, but you don't want to lie to him. but you also don't want to burden him with everything you've been facing recently. also the fact that you've been somewhat ignoring him. you just shrug in response.

"do you want to talk about it?"

"no. tell me something else."

seungcheol doesn't question why you said what you said. he starts talking about everything he's been up recently, and it just makes you realize how much you've pulled away from him without realizing.

he's in the middle of some story of him and jeonghan when you sigh. "he broke up with me."

seungcheol stops immediately. "what?"

"he broke up with me. over text."

seungcheol scoffs. "who the fuck does that?" and then, "i'm so sorry, sunshine. you deserved so much better than him."

"aren't you going to say i told you so?"

seungcheol shakes his head. "you know i'd never make fun of you."

you do. "you didn't have to come, you know."

"and if i didn't?"

"i'd have taken a cab or something."

seungcheol frowns in mock annoyance. "don't call me something," he says, punching your arm lightly. "i'm your best friend."

it circles back to that, then. you look down at your feet dangling in the air. "i'm sorry for being a bad friend for the past few months," you say, not meeting his eyes. "i should've tried spending more time with you. or returning your messages on time."

"sunshine," seungcheol says. "don't. you did what you thought was best for you. you're still my best friend, in case you've forgotten."

you look at him, at that. "how is it so easy for you?"

"it wasn't. i won't lie. but there's no one else i want as my best friend, okay?"

"me too," you say, relieved. "and i'm really sorry, you know?"

seungcheol throws his arm around your shoulders. "stop. i know. now that you're here, can you promise me we'll be better?"

"you mean me?"

"no, i mean us. i'm not going to let you distance yourself so easily. on that note, do you want to lay off dating for a while? what if you find...the one? in your own time?"

you raise an eyebrow. "are you dictating who i date?"

seungcheol looks like he's been caught stealing your leftovers. "no! of course not! just looking out for you, is all. you know i just want you to be happy, no matter what."

you smile and settle a bit more into his side, feeling his warmth through your hoodie. "do you really believe in that? finding the one?"

he shrugs. "it's nice to think it could happen someday, don't you?"

leaning against the hood of seungcheol's car with his arm around you and the stars twinkling up in the sky, yes, you think. it would be nice.

#scoups <333 #choi seungcheol #choi seungcheol fluff #seventeen #seventeen fluff #svt #svt fluff #coups #scoups fluff #fluff #waldau writes #🍃 — svt

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smoothies-are-cool · 2 months

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one more night

semi toxic! chris sturniolo x reader

summary: reader and chris are so toxic but can’t stay away from each other.

warnings: swearing, pet names (baby, ma, princess, mama), toxic relationship, throwing stuff, implied sex, kissing.

a/n: wasn’t really sure how toxic this was so i put semi toxic so yeahhh

“who is he?” chris screamed. we were in the middle of a fight because chris saw me texting ‘ryan <3’. yes it looks bad but ryan is my brother who recently got home from the military, and chris knew that.

“my brother!” i yell, giving him an ‘are you dumb’ look.

“you don’t have a brother!” chris argues, attempting to grab my phone to read the messages again.

“YES I DO!! you’ve literally met him!“ i tell him, backing away from his grabs.

“yeah okay.” he scoffs, walking off.

“nuh uh. get back here.” i demand, following him down the stairs to his room.

“it’s whatever, just leave.” he rolls his eyes.

“really? if i leave then we’re done because you clearly don’t believe me.” he stays quiet and i scoff. i run around his room, grabbing anything of mine that i can see.

“2 years down the drain. i can’t fucking believe i wasted my time on you.” i rant, shoving as much stuff as i could into my bag. “i’d never hurt you’ ‘i love you so much’ ‘you mean everything to me’ yeah go fuck yourself.” i mock him.

“baby stop for a minute.” chris tells me, his voice soft. i roll my eyes even if he can’t see it. i really don’t want to, but my hands stop grabbing my stuff. the tone in his voice makes me stop. even if we fight he never calls my first name. it’s always a pet name. it’s silent for a few seconds.

“you really have a brother?” he asks. my jaw drops and i’m impossibly even more mad.

“you are unbelievable. you’re a fucking asshole.” i scream. i grab the nearest thing, which was a bottle of pepsi, and i throw it at him. he ducks just in time, the bottle going right over his head and colliding into the wall. i continue grabbing as much stuff as i could. the room is silent until chris’ door swings open. his two brothers, nick and matt stand in the doorway.

“uh hey.” matt says awkwardly, my and chris’ attention turning to the other two. it’s quiet again.

“so we know you guys are fighting but then we heard a loud bang so we wanted to make sure everything was okay.” nick explains. i nod.

“everything’s fine.” i give them a fake smile. “just fucking fine.” i glare at chris, throwing my bag over my shoulder and walking past nick and matt. as i reach the front door i hear chris. judging from how loud his voice is, i know he’s at the other end of the hallway.

“you’ll come back princess.” he smirks pausing for a second. i turn around to see him leaning against the doorway, one of his arms above his head, also leaning against the doorway. “you always come back.” he continues.

i shake my head. “not this time.” i walk out of his house and towards my car.

it had been three weeks since i had last seen chris. i had told him that i wouldn’t come back and i kept my word. everytime we fight we always say the same shit. ‘i never wanna see you again’ ‘i hate you’ blah blah blah. it was a reoccurring thing and this was the longest we’ve went without making up.

i was in my kitchen wiping down the counters when i hear a knock on my apartment door. the faint sound of ‘one more night’ by maroon 5 plays. i had music playing on my alexa because everyone needs music when they clean. i throw away the paper towel and walk towards the door.

when i open it my breathing stops and my heartbeat picks up.

“hey mama, can we talk?” he asks.

“do we have to?” i ask, rolling my eyes. chris just nods. i sigh and open my door enough for him to walk in. we walk into my kitchen and i lean my back against my kitchen island and my arms are crossed in front of me. he stays quiet. i shoot him a look that let him know to start talking.

“oh! right. i just wanted you to know that i believe you about your brother.” he tells me. my eyebrows furrow.

“so why do you believe me now instead of believing me the first time?” i ask him, super confused.

“i have my reasons.” he shrugs.

“okay what’s the real reason you’re here? because you never apologize first.” i get straight to the point. chris never apologizes first. he thinks it’ll bruise his ego so he always just waits for me to apologize.

he steps closer to me, placing his hands on my hips. i shake my head, already knowing where he was going with this.

“i miss you ma. i didn’t think you meant it.” he whispered, the pads of his thumbs roughly rubbing against the exposed skin on my hips.

“of course i meant it. i love you chris but i know i deserve so much better than this.” i sigh, trying to get out of his grip which only makes it tighter.

i notice him slowly inching towards my face. as he goes to kiss my lips, i tilt my head to he’s met with my cheek. he still takes the win and begins to kiss down my neck, sucking on the one spot he knows will make me weak.

“chris.” i whine, my eyes shutting.

“what?” he teases, a smirk on his face.

“no.” i mutter. “please stop.” i add on. he continues kissing my neck. i can feel him leaving multiple hickies.

“hm, do you really want me to stop?” he asks and i stay quiet. he smiles and kisses my lips. i stand there for a minute, internally fighting with myself. losing the battle, my body gives in and i kiss him back. my hands find his cheeks and they work their way back to his hair.

“you sure?” chris asks, pulling away.

“mhm, one more night can’t hurt.” i shrug, pulling him towards my bedroom.

a/n: i wrote two fics today i’m excitedddd

#chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo fandom #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo fanfic

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romanstheory · 1 year

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Match Me a Roman Reigns One Shot

Roman x female

Warnings : smut, language, risk of being caught

Word count : 900

18 +

Since I am debuting today, Hunter thinks it’s time to reunite with Solo and finish the job with Kevin and Alexa. The only thing standing in my way of reuniting with Solo is Roman Reigns. He kind of runs things on the main roster, but that’s never intimidated me. I haven’t gotten this far tip toeing around others and I’m not going to start now. The show opens with Roman addressing the crowd and Kevin Owens. I quickly walk over to the entrance to the ramp into the arena. “Play my music” I demand to the tech guy.

My music begins blasting and the crowd roars as I walk out into the arena. Solo’s face lights up almost making him break his seemingly permanent scowl. Roman’s face twists up in confusion. I make my way to the ring, Solo sitting on the ropes to let me in as Roman shoots him a look of disapproval. I pull Solo into a tight hug, it felt like forever since I had seen my best friend. “I hate to break up the reunion…… but what the hell are YOU doing here” Roman says sending me a look of absolute disapproval.

“Don’t worry Joe, I’m not here for you” I begin as the crowd roars with a loud oooo. “I’m here because Solo and I have unfinished business with Kevin and Alexa”. Roman frowns and looks over at Solo. “I don’t give a damn about none of that” Roman barks at me “you think you can come in my ring and start giving orders to MY cousin”. I let out a sarcastic laugh, letting the crowds reaction fizzle out. “No… I’m in MY rings telling MY friend we still got business to handle” I bark back at Roman, getting closer to him. He’s a lot bigger than I am, but I’ve never cared about that any way. I look up, staring dead into those dark brown eyes of his. Part of me wanted to punch him square in the jaw and the other part wanted him to fold me up like a pretzel, and I think he knew that.

“I’m big dog! This is my show! This is my ring! Who the hell do you think you are?” Roman continues to bark. I smirk at Roman’s anger as Jimmy, Jey, Solo, and Sami stare at us both wondering what’s going to happen next. You could cut the tension between us with a knife. “Well big dog, if you don’t step aside and be quiet you’re going to have a bug problem” I say never breaking eye contact. The rest of the bloodline looks on in disbelief.

The night wraps up and backstage empties out. I can hear Roman in a nearby office bitching to Hunter. I laugh to myself as I walk passed and hear the door shut. “Hey” I hear him say. I turn around seeing a still irritated Roman walking towards me. “What the fuck was that” he says. “What was what” I say with a smirk. I swear you could see steam shooting from his ears. “You made it seem like I was bitch out there” he continues. “Did I? Or have you just finally met you match, and you’re embarrassed that your match is a woman half your size” I say sharply. Roman goes silent for a while just staring at me. “Or is it because you know you want to pick me up right now and fuck the frustration out of me” I say giggling and turning around to walk away.

I feel Roman grab my arm firmly. He pulls me in close to his body, his cologne smells like heaven. He picks me up, pushing me against the wall and pressing his soft lips against mine. I wrap my legs around his thick torso as his big hands squeeze my firm ass. I begin ripping my clothes away while he unbuckles his pants. Neither of us are thinking about if anyone is left in the building to see us, we really wouldn’t care anyway.

He picks me up again, pressing himself into me causing me to gasp at his size. He pins my arms against the wall and begins stroking. He glides into me like he has a point to prove. He plants kisses on my neck sending shockwaves down my spine. This man both infuriates me and sends me into a lustful frenzy. I push my arms off of the wall while he continues to stroke me. I wrap my arms around his neck, pushing his face into my breasts. He slips one into his mouth effortlessly and I can already feel my climax riding.

He moans into my breast as his strokes become sloppy. I reach my climax and yell loudly while Roman quickly covers my mouth. He lets out a muffled groan as he quickly pulls out, shooting his load at the wall under me. We both stare at each other, breathing heavily. “Hello?” We hear a familiar voice from around the corner. We rush and put ourselves back together. Sami turns the corner “Oh….. what are you guys doing?” He says looking at the two of us. “None of your business” Roman says emotionless “Go tell Solo start training for his mixed tag match” Roman glances over at me……. I always get what I want.

#roman reigns #roman reigns one shot #wwe #wwe smut #wwe fic #roman reigns smut #roman reigns x female

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midwestmade29 · 5 months

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First Kiss Under the Mistletoe 💋

Christmas Writing Prompt: #1 Word Count: 623 Divider by: @benkeibear GIF by: @adamjf Be sure to check out @madhatterbri’s [full list] of Christmas/New Year writing prompts!

100% fluff, no disclaimers or wanrings!

Side note...can you believe I actually wrote something about a different wrestler other than Christian Cage?! I gotta admit it was a lot of fun! Nick is my original favorite btw...I mean, just look at him 😍

You and Nick Jackson share a special moment under the mistletoe...

The hustle and bustle of the day finally started to calm down once most of the guests started leaving the Christmas party. It was only the second time you had been around Nick’s family since the two of you started dating, and you were excited to take that next step in your relationship. You and Nick were alone in the kitchen on dish washing duty, sharing laughs and smiles until the last dish was towel dried. “Thanks for helping me with these Y/N! My mom hates putting her nice dishes in the dishwasher. Matt usually helps me, but I’m glad it was you this time instead.” Nick said affectionately. “No problem! I’m happy to help. Your parents went through a lot of trouble tonight for everyone, they deserve a break.” You smiled.

After sitting and chatting with Nick’s parents and Matt and his wife, they all decided to call it a night and head to bed/home. “It’s getting late, we should probably head out too.” Nick suggested. Once you gathered your shoes and coats, you were about to walk out the front door when you remembered you had forgotten something. “We almost forgot the leftovers in the kitchen! They’re in the fridge.” you reminded Nick. He made his way to the kitchen, collecting all the containers before rejoining you in the living room where you stood waiting in the doorway. “I think that’s all of them. Looks like our next few meals are taken care of.” He joked. Alexa was still playing Christmas music quietly in the background and the lights on the tree casted a soft glow around the room. The way they seemed to sparkle in Nick’s blue eyes made your heart flutter and your knees go weak, but your adoring gaze was interrupted when Nick accidentally dropped a couple of the food containers. Thankfully nothing spilled!

When you stood up after grabbing the containers, Nick appeared to be nervous all of a sudden. “Are you okay?” you asked tenderly. He didn’t use words to respond, instead he shifted his eyes towards the ceiling, yours following suit. It didn’t dawn on you at first what he was looking at until you noticed the sprig of mistletoe hanging directly above you. Since you hadn’t been dating very long, you and Nick hadn’t had a first kiss yet. It was evident from the moment you and Nick met that there was an intense attraction to one another, but the “right time” to make that next move hadn’t occurred yet. Between being busy with AEW and Matt and others always around, getting time alone with Nick wasn’t easy. But here the two of you stood before one another, with nothing to interrupt you this time.

Nick cleared his throat as he sat the food containers down on a nearby table. “You know it’s bad luck to break tradition. I’d hate for us to be the ones to do that.” Nick pointed out. “Bad luck, huh? I don’t think we need any of that.” You teased. Nick closed the gap between you, cupping your cheek with his hand, pausing for a moment to take in the sight of you before gently pressing his lips to yours. Sparks flew the second your lips touched, causing you to smile against them. The kiss was everything you dreamed it would be and more. It ended all too soon, leaving your cheeks flushed and lips tingling. Nick rested his forehead on yours, stroking your cheek with his fingertips and grinning from ear to ear. “That was…” he trailed off. “Incredible?” you said quickly, finishing his sentence for him. “That’s an understatement, but it will do for now. Merry Christmas sweetheart.” He whispered against your lips before kissing you again.

#nick jackson #aew #all elite wrestling #youngbucks #the young bucks #the elite #nick jackson x reader #Nick Jackson x you #fluff #Nick Jackson fluff #young bucks #fanfiction #fanfic #imagine #nick jackson fanfiction #christmas prompts #Nick Jackson fanfic #writing prompt

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louiseintrees · 1 year

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The Knock

There was a knock on the door.

It was late into the night. Probably around ten o’clock at night. I almost didn’t get up until the knocks persisted. They weren’t angry and demanding they were just abrupt and persistent. I was scared but Somthing in my gut had me drawn to opening this door.

So I got up slipping on pants so I didn’t just have a tank top on. And I walked down the stairs of my home to the front door. The sound of the rain pouring outside filled my ears as my curiosity pulled me to the door. I looked through the peep hole and I thought I was dreaming. I thought it was some really vivid dream but when I pulled the old oak door open suddenly the dream became reality and my lips parted slightly and I took a step back not believing my eyes.

There stood—in my doorway—a slumped over man, his dark brown hair soaked and sticking to his face from the rain, and his eyes glued to his feet. He wore a muted green coat with no hood, and I could see that stupid leather jacket he had become so fond of poking out underneath, and under that a dumb white button up that he never buttoned properly.

“Alex?” I questioned not believing what I was seeing.

“Y/n.” He stated.

His voice was so incredibly weak. Like he’d cried for days…maybe he had. But I wouldn’t know. I wanted to hug him but I don’t know if I could let myself do that. I couldn’t let myself fall into his arms so easily after him leaving me stranded. Literally and figuratively. He left me in Las Vegas. And stupidly enough when he left, he left everything else we ever had. All those years of friendship from when we were young, all those secrets, promises, and inside jokes, all of those night crying in each others arms, every gig and concert I went to, to support him, to show him I cared, all the days I worked my ass off to the point of wanting nothing more than to die I would make time for him, and all of that suddenly meant nothing and was left…and I thought forgotten.

“Why are you here, Alex?” I tried to push down my happiness. He was once my best friend but I can’t forget the pain he put me through so fast.

I watched as his head turned from his toes to the bush beside him. He bit his lip like he was holding back something…something like tears.

“I fucked up.” His voice was already starting to break, “It started with you and then afterwards everything else went downhill with Alexa and Arielle and-…I didn’t know where else to go- I just-…”

Now he was crying. It was all blended in with the rain but I could tell. The way his voice shook and trembled like a lost puppy, how he kept biting his lip to hide the hard sobs, and how he couldn’t look at me to scared to show me that he too could be vulnerable and weak, and because he didn’t want to see the look on the face of the person he hurt all those years ago.

And in that moment suddenly all that pain I had felt after Vegas was completely forgotten, everything he put me through I suddenly put aside. He was still Alex. He was still that little boy I met all those years ago, who got a guitar for Christmas and couldn’t stop playing it, who was late for everything, who hated his piano lessons, who at one point promised me he would never ever let anything come between us, he was still there, he just had a different look and a struggle to keep promises.

That’s why I ran into him, wrapping my one arm around his midsection to his shoulder and the other around his neck. He cried into the crook of my neck as his arm weakly wrapped around my waist. That smell of shit cologne, cigarettes, and him filled my nose. It made me want to cry more than I already was. It was cold and wet outside, my hair becoming soaked, but part of me was warm and happy. And although I couldn’t forget what he did to me I hope I can forgive him, and I hope he’s changed, but at least for now,

That hole—the shape of him—in my heart was finally sealed again.

#arctic monkeys #alex turner #alex turner arctic monkeys #alex turner fanfic #angst #alex turner x reader

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mera-mann-kehne-laga · 15 days

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The moon is beautiful, isn't it?

It is bbg. it is. (I love you too)

*alexa play the night we met by lord huron*

*violent sobbing*

#akshakdhskfhskfbkdbkdndndfbj #bitch you made me cry at 6 am ON A FRIDAY MORNING #krish <3

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bellaevilqueen · 4 months

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Cinderella

Summary: Bella is an orphaned girl who lives with her stepmother and two stepsisters. At the ball in Fittes, she meets her Prince Charming and falls in love.

Chapter 2

*BELLA'S POV*

When the door opened, everyone's eyes were on me. People started whispering and in an instant I wanted to back out. Unfortunately, a tall boy stood in front of me. He held out his hand to me

-Would you like to dance with me? -People were still looking at me. I smiled at him

-I'd love to- I placed my hand on his. It fit perfectly. As if she belonged there. We walked to the dance floor. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me towards him. I placed my free hand on his shoulder and soon the music started playing

-I've never seen you here-

-I don't go to ball often- he smiled

-What would you say to the company of a charismatic man for the rest of the evening? -

-Oh...where can I find one?-Now it was my turn to smile

-You're playing with my feelings, miss-

-I'd love to accompany you for the rest of the evening-

-If we're stuck in each other's company, at least tell me your name-my heart sped up. I didn't want to tell him that.Not when my stepmother is here

-Let my name remain a secret-

-So I'll call you Cinderella-

-Okay, so what's your name? Prince Charming? -

-You're very close-

-So Prince Charming, why are you wasting your time with the cleaning lady rather than with the real lady?-

-The only lady in this room is my coworker, but I prefer to devote this time to the beautiful princess - the music stopped playing and he bowed. I curtsied slightly

-So prince is an agent?-

-The rapier speaks for itself - now I noticed the rapier attached to his belt - maybe we can grab something to drink? -

-Gladly-

-Wait here for me. I'll bring the champagne- I stood next to the column and as soon as he disappeared, men started to gather next to me, asking to dance. The crowd was overwhelming me, and they were shouting over each other-Excuse me, gentlemen, but she's my partner - the group murmured and they dispersed - sorry it took so long - he handed me the champagne. I took a sip. I spent most of the evening talking and dancing with him. The ball slowly ran to the end. He dragged me behind the column

-What are you doing?-

-I want you to know who I am before everyone takes off their masks - that wasn't on the invitation

-Everyone takes off their masks?-

-Yes, at midnight-

-I...I have to go Prince Charming-

-Call me Anthony - he took off his mask and my heart stopped - I'm Anthony Lockwood -

-I have to go - I wanted to run away as quickly as possible, but he grabbed my hand

-I'm sorry if you're disappointed, but I need to know who you are-

- I can't- my panic increased as people started counting down the seconds to midnight. I pulled my hand from his grip. Unfortunately, my glove stayed in his hand.I turned around and started running to the exit. I saw that he wanted to run after me, but Alexa blocked his path. I ran outside just in time. I ran down the stairs and got into the first taxi. I drove up to Arif's store. This is the one day of the year that Arif runs the shop so late. I got out of the taxi and ran into the store

-Just like a mother. How did the party go?-

-Great, but I almost got caught. I'll change and help you lock the door - I went into the back room and after taking off my heavy dress, I came out

-So, have you met your Prince Charming?- My cheeks started to burn as I remembered the moments spent with him

-We talked all night-

-Who is this?-

-I don't know - if he found out, he would definitely do something to make me meet him

-You should go home. We have a lot of work tomorrow before the holidays. I'll close it myself, I nodded and left. When I touched the pillow, my eyes closed on their own. That night I dreamed about those beautiful brown eyes.

*LUCY'S POV* I don't remember how I got home, much less in bed, but I remember the stranger who certainly turned Lockwood's head. I went downstairs for a glass of water. Lockwood was already sitting there, and after 4 cups of tea and yesterday's outfit, I realized that he hadn't gone to sleep at all. -Did you sleep something?-

-No, Kipps got me the guest list. I have to find her- I drank some water and George came in

-You have to see something - he handed us the newspaper. On the front page was a photo of Lockwood dancing with a strange girl

-London's most sought-after bachelor Anthony Lockwood found love in the arms of a beautiful stranger who showed up at the annual Fittes Christmas ball - when I finished reading I looked at him - so are you in love with her? -

-Yes-I held out my hand to George and he put 20 on it-You bet on me? - -Yes. Everyone knows you suck at romance- -You'll see, I'll find her-

-If this doesn't work or you turn out to be a bitch, I'll set you up with a waitress-

-It's okay, George. If this doesn't work out, you can set me up with a waitress. My social life sucks-

-You know…Bella seems nice. It's not like you're twenty years old and haven't had a girlfriend in your life-

-Yes, George, finish off the lying man - he stood up and put the cups in the sink - I'll go get some sleep

-Okay-When he left, I looked at George

-You'll make an appointment now, right?-

-Yes. If it's at Arif's, then yes-

-Fingers crossed for your plan Georgie-

-Me too. It will come in handy - he left.

#anthony lockwood x reader #lockwood x y/n #lockwood and co

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summercreolefanfictioner · 2 years

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the Sakamaki brothers as humans with no memories of their lives as vampires (headcanons)

WARNING: adult content (not necessarily NSFW but you get my drift)

Since I’ve been writing a fanfic wherein the Sakamaki bros + Yui and Maya are trapped in a fake human world without their memories (sounds like Chaos Lineage lol), here are a few headcanons I had in mind for the human AU Sboys.

(story teaser is here)

GENERAL HEADCANONS

All the brothers are still freakin' rich

The richest would be Shuu (as always) 'cause he probs be managing a multicorp or something

These d*mn btches

Unlike the triplets, Shuu and Reiji are not siblings in the fake human world

Subaru believes he's an abandoned child (poor car noise honking)

The triplets are living in one large-ass condo unit (it's like a house in a building)

And no, none of them are allowed to bring girls there (this rule was made by Ayato and Kanato because Laito would reek of girl perfume and they had to spend the night somewhere ‘cause they’re damn noisy)

Fvckin jerks

In short, no sex in the house because it is not a love hotel

Poor Laito

Kanato’s lucky ‘cause this bastard owns a giant studio where he can Netflix and chill whenever he pleases ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

The triplets have their own cars, but the younger two make Ayato their chaperone

Ayato’s fine with it ‘cause he gets to flaunt his bad boy red sports car

The brothers have met each other despite the lost memories, as per Yui

Some of the boys have drinking or smoking habits

Don't worry, these boys are still in their flirting game in this world ofc

SHUU SAKAMAKI

Alexa play Money by Lisa

Let’s just say he’s the DiaLovers version of Christian Grey

Young bachelor with demn billion dollars, baby (more like yen ‘cause they’re in Japan)

He owns a chain of malls and hotels (probs even the building where the triplets reside in)

Tbh he didn’t feel any connection when meeting his brothers there

Maybe thought of them as a weird stranger

He’s also famous in the fake human world

One of the most sought-after bachelors in the city

“How do we apply as one of your staff members, sir?”

Constantly receives marriage proposals from rich families

Also rejects them through formal letter

Thousands of women have dreamed to be his Anastasia Steele

Thinks the attention he’s receiving is nothing but trouble

Only hires a male secretary ‘cause his experience with a female one was so bad, he dreaded experiencing the same thing

Let’s just say the girl flirted and he’s not interested in office romance so she plotted against him

Maya is the only exception to the rule because she is a vampire doll

Kanato wanted to throttle him for making his wife work as his secretary

"I'll tell your fans about your wife."

That shut his younger brother up

Is the fourth one to regain his memories

However, he’s the first one to get out of the dream world, possibly to kill Edward Feinze ‘cause he’s Maya’s legal guardian

REIJI SAKAMAKI

This one’s an easy guess. Doctor.

So the next time you want a cure for heartache, just look for him lol

“Doctor, doctor, I’ve got a fever, and the only cure is Reiji-sensei.”

You whore

Is also a university professor in his free time

It might not be obvious, but he creates poisons (≖_≖ )

Not only for rats ofc let’s be real here

He also sells them to the black market

For business purposes (again)

Has published books of his medicinal studies

He's great at teaching, but he's also great at failing his students

One mistake can cause you minus 10 points or something

No one gets a grade of 90 in his subjects

Still sadistic even in a fake dimension

Girls with degrading kink still fall for him tho

Has prob met Shuu once and got irritated for no reason

Has also met Subaru and healed his wounds from a kickboxing match

Even passed by Laito in a bookstore and thought he was gay/bisexual

Also present in a lot of formal events

Probs get his clients there too

Doesn’t have trusted friends

Everything for him is always business

Boring

Appears neat and proper but has evil thoughts running in his head

The fifth one to gain his memories ‘cause Laito forgot where to find him

Is also the first to get out of the dream world to retrieve all their physical bodies and make a poison that will kill Richter and Cordelia once and for all.

AYATO SAKAMAKI

Okay, hear me out.

I first thought of making Ayato own a takoyaki stall

But it just doesn’t suit our poor vampire Troy Bolton

So in the fake human world, he actually owns a night club

He’s basically the main DJ

He dances and raps sometimes

Fvckboi

He sounds a bit friendlier despite his informal, crassy speech tone

But don’t be fooled because he is still your original Oresama y’all

Also flirts a lot

Girls dig him ‘cause he’s easy prey jk

He’s the first one to regain his memories because Yui knows where he is

Would also persuade Maya to turn him into a vampire

Ofc Maya declines ‘cause Kanato would strangle the both of them if he finds out he drank even a tiny drop of her blood

As a business owner, he makes it his business to stop fights or harassments from ensuing because he doesn’t want anyone’s party to be spoiled

Doesn’t care if you do drugs or have sex in his club as long as you don’t stir trouble

More like all customers are forbidden from stirring trouble or they’ll be blacklisted

He and Kanato made up the “no girls” rule in their condo unit, but he tried to break it once because of Yui

"Why did I agree with Kanato to make that rule, anyway?"

Simpleton

Would always try to bring Kanato to his club to gather more customers

“I’m a singer, not some night club endorser, Ayato.”

“C’mon, just one night.”

The answer is always no.

Laito is the only one he bonds with during parties and Kanato had to deal with their drunken state after

He rejects Laito’s offer of threesome with this one girl who likes the both of them

But Laito never gives up because it’s his dream

Is the one who saves Yui’s soul from vanishing in the dream world

KANATO SAKAMAKI

The richest out of the triplets (but doesn’t look the part tbh)

He might get mad at this once he regains his memories, but in the fake human world, he’s a famous online celebrity/singer (not idol, let’s be clear about that)

You know those indie singers you listen to online with artsy aesthetics of goth and pastel? Yeah, that one.

Became famous after releasing a semi-rock ballad single

The song’s all great, probably about candies and sweet romance and longing until you look up the lyrics

It’s full of sex innuendos and metaphors, sometimes even death and murder (fans won’t think so, unless you dig deep)

If you know, you know ( ͡¬ ͜ʖ ͡¬)

Only holds online live concerts, which is a blessing, especially for his introverted fans

Many label companies have reached out to him, but he declined cause he doesn’t want them to take control of his singing

Wears eyeglasses (like in his official art) and a face mask whenever he’s out because fans would always try to know his personal details (address, siblings, love life, etc.)

Can also drive (he’s just lazy; well, there’s Ayato so no point in driving)

None of the brothers have been in his car; only Maya has

If he does drive, it’s because he wants to go somewhere no one knows

Hides the fact that he’s fascinated with gore, graveyards, darkness, death, and all that stuff lest he wanted to be labelled a creep

So when a fan asks him during Q&A what he does in his free time, he tells a different lie each time

“I’m just at home, munching chocolates or sleeping” or “Just writing new songs” or “looking through the gifts I received”

He never reveals true details about himself because he doesn’t want fans to get close

Probs why nobody believes Ayato and Laito when they say the famous online singer Kanato is their brother

Also invests some of his money in large businesses. In fact, he’s one of the stockholders of Shuu’s multicorp.

Is actually the third to regain his memories, but the first one to obtain his vampire powers back (SPOILER: He created a spell that says he’ll get his vampire powers back once Maya drinks from him.)

Is the one to kill Cordelia in the dream world... alive.

LAITO SAKAMAKI

Three words: slut with class

Was actually going to open a host club hideout or something, but the theme’s kind of similar to Ayato’s

He chose to open a restaurant with male and female hosts serving you

There’s even an option for them to eat the meal with you

It’s like a butler x maid cafe but make it luxury

He’s still a perv no matter where you take him

Saves up extra money for love hotels ‘cause of their sacred house rule

Thinks the rule is bullshit, but never dares to break it

Cause he’ll end up on the streets if he did

And the rule was made in the first place because of him

His flamboyant gestures made Reiji confused if he’s gay/bisexual

Almost hired Maya and Yui as one of his staff members until Kanato threatened to cut off his genitals

Never gives up on asking Kanato to sing live in his restaurant

This is also to gather customers, especially females

Also gets rejected by him every single time because Kanato never sings in public

One of his main goals in life is to have a threesome with Ayato and this one girl who likes both of them

Ayato refused because he’s that possessive

Only uses his car as a hotel room or for sexcapades

Kanato comments on how weird and disgusting it is to sit anywhere ‘cause Laito has prob had sex with every women imaginable there

They never use his car after that

This perv never learns

The second one to regain his memories

Is the one to kill Richter (he even did in the anime)

SUBARU SAKAMAKI

This one’s so sad (idk why)

Subaru’s a kickboxing fighter, but in underground matches

Ya know, the illegal ones

Is even hired by the mafia to be one of their part-time hitmen

Basically, our bby car’s life in the human world is full of violence

He’s actually the second person Yui met in the fake human world

He told her not to go to the kickboxing arena again ‘cause the place is full of thugs

Would smoke with Ayato at the back of the nightclub

Is a tough nut when it comes to his job

But a soft cookie when it comes with women

Never deals with a job that involves women or drugs

He actually listens to Kanato’s songs without knowing that they’re brothers

Knows that all Kanato’s songs are either about murdering their beloved, suicide, self harm, sex, or death in general

Has probably bought tickets to all his online concerts

I picture Kanato thanking him sarcastically

“I can’t believe you’re the same Kanato who made those songs.”

“You’re welcome, Subaru. And thank you as well. Because of your support, I had enough money to last me for years.”

Maya had a hard time returning his memories back (making him the last to remember)

Subaru would always refuse to believe Maya and escape her clutches

He did parkour on her and assumed he got rid of her

Until Maya teleported in front of him and flew in the air

He even thought he was going to die when Maya cornered him on the cliff

And the next thing, she knocked him out cold

I imagine Reiji sighing when Maya returned with a passed-out Subaru

“Good grief. Even as a human, he’s still trouble.”

His respect for the vampire doll will double once he regains his memories

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