#and again. where'd his friends go

[thisapplepielife]

Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles pop-up Graduation challenge.

What's A Little Grand Theft Auto Between Friends?

Prompt: Graduation | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: T | CW: Language, Nudity for Comedy, Smoking, Brief Mention of Underage Drinking | Tags: Post S2, Class of '85 Graduation Party at the Quarry, Randomly Teaming Up, And Then Having Fun Together, Steve Gets an Alternate Introduction to Eddie's Hot-Wiring Skills, Steve Ain't Body Shy, He Spent Too Many Years in Locker Rooms, Pre-Steddie

Coming tonight was a mistake, he's realized, because Steve isn't comfortable with this crowd, not anymore. 

Decision made: He's leaving.

He places his plastic cup down on the open tailgate of a truck he's passing by.

"Thanks for the trash, Harrington," comes the snapping snarl, and Steve stops. He hadn't realized there was anyone sitting in the back of the truck. But there's Munson, in all black, blending into the night. The only thing visible, the cherry on the end of his lit cigarette.

"Sorry, man," Steve says, leaning up against the side of the pickup, "I didn't want to just, you know, throw it on the ground."

"How noble," Munson says, dripping with sarcasm.

Steve's too tired for another snotty showdown. Graduation party at the quarry sounded neutral enough, but he was wrong. He's done dealing with everyone, and everything, from Hawkins High.

Except Henderson and the kids. But they haven't started HHS yet, so they totally don't count, and tonight he can hate everything about the place.

Including the crown prince of shitty attitudes, Eddie "The Freak" Munson. 

Steve takes the few steps back, grabs the cup, slings the beer that was mostly untouched into the grass. Holding up the empty cup to show Munson he's corrected this horrible offense. 

"That's more like it," Munson says, cigarette dangling from his lip.

"Well, that's my cue," Steve says, and keeps walking.

"Wait! Wait a second," Munson asks, no demands, and Steve has no idea why he even thinks about going back, let alone does it.

But he does.

Backpedaling the few steps until he can almost see Munson again.

"What?" Steve asks. 

"You leaving already?" Munson questions, and Steve just bobbles his head, because yeah, obviously.

"Can I get a ride back to town?" Munson asks, and Steve arches an eyebrow.

"Is this not your truck?" Steve asks.

"Nope," Munson answers, and Steve's hand flies up to toss the empty cup right at Munson's forehead.

Munson bats it away, laughing, as it clatters around noisily in the truck bed.

"You're a dickhead," Steve says, but then just wheels his arm around, silently telling Munson to hurry up if he's coming. Munson grins, wide and wolfish, hopping over the side with ease, landing on both feet with a resounding thud.

Then he holds out his arm in a sweeping after you gesture. Steve shakes his head and starts walking back to his car, hoping like hell he's not blocked in.

He is. 

"Well, shit."

"I got this," Munson says, trying the doors of both cars boxing them in, nearly touching bumper. Billy and Tommy, of fucking course. 

The Camaro is locked, but Tommy's isn't, and Munson slides into the driver's seat. Curious, Steve sinks into the passenger seat. 

Munson pulls out a multi-tool of some kind, and before Steve has a chance to realize exactly what he's doing, Munson has the cables pulled out from under the dash.

"Holy shit," Steve says, leaning closer, "where'd you learn to do that?"

"Well, when the other dads were teaching their kids how to fish or play ball, my old man was teaching me how to hot-wire. Now, I swore I wouldn't wind up like he did, but they wanna be dickheads? We'll all be dickheads. What's a little grand theft auto between friends?"

Friends. They aren't friends, and Steve's aware of that fact, acutely. But he'd be lying if it didn't feel kinda nice to hear from someone, even as a lie.

So, Steve grins, "Not a thing. Friend."

Eddie backs up Tommy's car, then pulls the wires, killing the engine. Afterwards, he stuffs everything back up under the dash. 

"Won't that-" Steve starts.

"Yup," Eddie answers, "gonna be deader than shit and he's gonna have no idea why."

"My man," Steve says, holding up his fist, and Eddie eyes him, but eventually bumps it back. "Thanks. This is hilarious, and he'll never suspect me. Like, I can't do that, and Tommy knows it."

"That's why it's good to have shady characters on your side, Harrington."

"Guess so," Steve agrees, and once they're back in Steve's car, Steve backs up, pulling away, easily.

Eddie digs his cigarettes out of his jacket pocket, "Can I?"

"Only if you light me one," Steve answers, watching as Eddie slides the cigarette along his own bottom lip, into his mouth, puffing as he lights it, then reaches over to place it between Steve's parted lips.

Steve feels funny about it, in a way he doesn't exactly understand, just for a second, before shaking it off.

"So, why was King Steve bailing so early tonight?" Eddie asks.

"Eh, I don't know. Guess I realized I'd graduated and had no interest in seeing any of those assholes again."

"Well, I didn't graduate, but same."

"You didn't graduate?" 

"Nah, maybe the third time will be the charm," Eddie answers. "Going from King Steve, to running as fast as you can. I'm proud of you, big boy."

It's so unexpected, Steve's sure he looks stupid, before he busts out laughing, "Well, that's a new one."

"Really? Are the rumors not true? I'll be so disappointed," Eddie asks, looking dramatic, feet now resting on Steve's dashboard. Steve doesn't have the energy to tell him no.

"What rumors?"

"About your big dick, man. Girls talk. I listen."

What? That's. What?

"Well, I gotta piss, so you can take a gander for yourself, I guess," Steve banters, parking and hopping out of the car along the dirt road. 

He knows Eddie doesn't actually wanna look, but two can play this game.

So, Steve doesn't go to the trunk, to the cover of darkness. No, he heads right up front, illuminated by headlights, and takes his dick into his hand. Lays it on his palm, like he's presenting it.

He looks through the windshield, but can't really see Eddie's reaction. Bummer.

But, then Eddie's hand pops out of the passenger window, giving him a big thumbs up.

And Steve tosses his head back, laughing.

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[milunalupin]

— pickup lines

james potter x reader ★ 900 words

With Valentine's Day coming up, James knew that this was the time to shoot his shot with you, the beautiful witch who sat in front of him in Transfiguration class, and his crush for the past three years. He had stayed up late last night with Sirius thinking of pickup lines to gain your affection, the little red journal in his hands full of their best ones.

He walked through the halls to find you, eager to try out his first line on you. Luckily, you were sitting alone on a bench in the courtyard, sitting crisscrossed with a book in your lap. He took a deep breath and walked- no, strut past you, making sure his steps were loud enough for you to look up and notice him.

"Oh, hey James." You marked your place in the book with a leaf and smiled up at him. He hopes you don't notice the hearts in his eyes when he looks back at you.

"Y/N! Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk away? No! Wait, I'm going to come back, just pretend you didn't see me yet!" James hurried around the corner, groaning quietly in embarrassment.

You let out a confused laugh, holding back a grin as James walked past you again, turning towards you with a confident smile.

"Hi there, do you believe in love at first sight or should-"

"James, James!" Peter ran up to his friend, waving a chocolate frog card in his face. "I finally got Godric Gryffindor, I got all the founders before you, you owe me five galleons! Oh, hi Y/N."

James dropped his head, his ears burning red. Of course, of course Peter would run in right at this moment. James Potter can mess up a pickup line once, fine, no problem. But twice? What would Fleamont say, shaming the Potter name like this. Sure, he only spent hours planning out what he wanted to say to you today, but he spent years trying to just gain the confidence to to ask you out. He may be a lovesick fool, but he's no quitter.

"Sorry about that Y/N, anyways- wait, where'd she go?" When James had raised his head to apologize and try again, he only found Peter munching on his chocolate, admiring his Godric Gryffindor card.

"She left for class, you were too busy feeling shame then giving yourself an internal pep talk to notice. Don't worry, she said bye to you before walking away, that's got to mean something, right?"

James's shoulders dropped, a disappointed pout on his face. He shook his head and marched back to his dorm, already preparing for his next idea.

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"No, I'm not using 'I'm Sirius-ly into you'."

"Well I think any smart girl would fall for that." Sirius muttered, flying circles around the stressed Chaser.

James rolled his eyes, stretching his arms above his head as they got ready for their match against Slytherin.

"Good luck today Potter, Black."

James immediately perked up, seeing you walk past them on the way to the stands. He jogged over to catch up to you, taking a breath before delivery his next line.

"Y/N, I may not a Seeker, Chaser, or Beater, but I'm a Keeper."

He held out his arms, fingers waggling as he smiled, awaiting your reaction.

"Did you change positions? I thought you were a Chaser." You tilted your head, brows furrowing in confusion.

His hands slowly fell to his side, his smile turning into a grimace.

"I-I am! A Chaser.. but.." He sighed, pulling his lips into a tight smile, shaking head and laughing. "Nevermind, sorry. I've got to get ready, enjoy the game, love."

He walked back to a sympathetic Sirius, blaming the wind on his watery eyes.

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"Remember the incantation, 'Evanesco'. Take turns with your partner, you may begin."

Finally, Transfiguration class. James had a good line this time, and he had made sure to sit next to Y/N so they'd be partners. He leaned against the desk, turning his body towards her as he smirked.

"You're really good at spell casting. Did you just use the Confundus charm, or are you just naturally mind-blowing?"

"Mr. Potter, may I remind you that this is Transfiguration, not Charms class. Miss Y/N might appreciate your attempts to gain her affection if you at least stayed on theme."

Professor McGonagall's mouth turned up slightly as she tapped her wand on James' desk, holding back a grin as she left him speechless, walking away. Sirius' and Peter's cackles could be heard over everyone else's hollers from the back of the class as they subtly high fived their Minnie.

"Gain my affection?" You turned to James, his face red as he looked at you with wide eyes.

"I uh.. I've been trying to ask you to be my valentine.." He mumbled, embarrassed that McGonagall had outed him like that in front of the class.

"Your valentine? Merlin, James, why didn't you just ask me? I've been waiting for you to ask me!" You laughed, nudging him with your elbow.

James didn't think his jaw could drop that low. No way you just said that. He quickly collected himself and grabbed your hands, bringing them up to his chest.

"Please, be my valentine?"

"Of course James, I can't believe you didn't notice that I'm Sirius-ly into you."

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[teatreeoilll]

Hollow (Gojo Satoru X Reader) - [Part I (RED)]

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w/c - 1.3k content - fem!reader, not proofread (I'm sorry it's just soo late rn), child!reader (in this part), horrible parenting, mild swearing I guess?

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When you were four years old, Gojo Satoru, despite being only two years older, looked at you for the first time with nothing but disdain in his cold blue eyes.

As a result, enraged by this look, you furrowed your brows, pointed a finger straight at his face, and fearlessly labeled him, "Asshole."

"Where'd you learn that word?" Your mother shrieked behind you as she yanked on your ear, twisting it enough for a sharp pain to follow suit. "You will apologize to the heir of the Gojo clan." She demanded through gritted teeth. "Right now, you hear me, brat?"

So you did, with your mother pushing your head down in a deep bow before the uninterested boy, ignoring how your tears stained the walkway leading to the Gojo estate. "I'm sorry," you sniffled, managing to raise your gaze just enough to see his indifferent expression mocking your suffering, causing you to mutter asshole over and over again under your breath.

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Only two years later, your mother's relentless determination secured an invitation back to the Gojo estate. You resisted, knuckles turning white from clinging to the car door while your mother's patience wore thin, "You'll go in and make friends with him, you ungrateful child!"

Everything inside the estate was too grand, too expensive, and about as warm and welcoming as the glass of a museum display.

You sat and watched your mother's behavior change acutely in the presence of the older Gojos, engaging them in polite conversation over the dinner table while the heir himself caught your gaze, holding a boiling teapot in his hand.

Mesmerized, you watched as he poured a searing stream of tea over the back of his palm, the liquid slipping off like water off a duck's back, leaving no trace of damage or wetness on his hand.

Seeing this as a challenge, you grabbed another teapot from the table, tilting it hastily over your palm. A cry of pain tore through your lips as you hurled the teapot away, watching the porcelain shatter beneath your feet as you clutched onto the freshly forming burn.

"I am so sorry!" Your mother's muffled apologies filled the room, the size of it giving them a cathedral-sized echo. "Apologize." She ordered from beneath your feet, picking up the porcelain pieces while you stared blankly at the tea dripping between the wooden boards, wondering where it was going.

Your mother loomed over you in the kitchen, wrapping a bandage over your burn, "Why was I cursed with such a useless child? When will you understand it's for your own good? If they don't increase the funds for our company.." A defeated laugh came out of her mouth when you whinced at the tightening gauze. "What am I even explaining to you?"

"I don't know, mama."

"Listen, do you like your dresses?" And you nod obediently, thinking of the floral patterns on the fabrics in your closet, "Your shoes? Your food? The friends at your pompous school?"

"Pom-pous?" You mumble, trying to interpret what the word could mean.

"Do you?"

"I do." You concur, still not quite following.

"Then you'll be nice to that boy, do you understand? Smile when you see him, laugh when he says something funny; hell, do whatever he tells you to."

You sit back at the dinner table, moving the chair so roughly towards Satoru that his eyes narrow at the scraping sound it makes. You sit on the chair obediently, informing him proudly, "Mama told me to do whatever you tell me to."

"Your mama said that because she wants something from my parents." He announces, watching his parents get swallowed back into spewing pleasantries.

"M-hmm," you nod resolutely, "She says she wants an increase of fun." Satoru blinks slowly at your words, and you place your hands on your knees, directing a blank stare at the wall at the far end of the room.

A few minutes pass before the heir finally interrogates, "What are you doing?"

"I'm waiting for you to tell me what you want me to do."

"Alright," He pulls you by the sleeve away from the table, getting his parents' attention by merely standing up and their approval by lightly nodding his head. You throw a look at your mother, to which she smiles, mouthing 'good girl' before returning to her discourse.

"Where are we going?" You inquire. He had long since stopped tugging at your sleeve, but you followed him out of the estate like a lost puppy regardless, beginning to feel restless at the unfamiliar streets growing dark around you.

"To do something I want to do."

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"Takahiro's Con-ve-ni-ence?" you read aloud the letters printed on the shop window, sending a puzzled stare to the boy next to you.

"You like sweets?" Satoru asks, the light from the shop window brightening only half his face; the shadows formed on the other half making him look severe.

You shake your head, "I like salty."

"Then you haven't tried enough sweets." The boy looked almost offended at the shake of your head. The thought of your mother's resentful look had passed through your mind, making you shudder.

"I like sweet."

"Is it sweet or salty then?" The boy furrowed his brows, already halfway through the door into the shop, "Never mind, just wait here."

You watched him through the transparent windows, disappearing into an aisle and reappearing from the other end. Time stretched out excruciatingly as you watched the strokes of the light from the store trying to push away the darkness of the buildings on the other side of the road.

"Girl," a voice muttered, "girl, girl, girl, girl," you swore you saw a twitching figure in a building's window. You looked around, making sure you were, in fact, the only girl in the vicinity.

You pointed a tiny finger at yourself, gazing straight at the window, mouthing, 'Me?'

"Yes, child." The voice wobbled, "Child, child, child."

You cough, your throat sore from the frosty air you'd breathed in while walking, "Do you need help?"

"Yes. Help. Help, help." The voice rasped, louder now. You squinted at the window, the figure still at the same spot, strange hands caressing the cold, slippery glass.

"Where are you?" The inside of the building was pitch black. The light from the shop failed to reach the large doorway, but you told yourself that you should be fine as long as you feel its presence at your back. "If it's dark, you sing, yes? Keeps them away, the bastards." You remember your mother's words, humming a tune under your breath.

"Help. Help. Help, child." But the stairs seem dangerous, and your throat is too sore to keep humming; an eerie gust of wind from a crack in the wall makes you fumble back a few steps before you thump on your behind. The presence draws in, a nightmarish being that engulfs the room whole, a hint of light reflecting on its sharpened teeth.

Footsteps. A pull on the collar of your shirt. A burning sensation on your thigh from grazing the floor. A harsh breath and a word; "Red."

"Red," the boy repeated, "red!" louder now, taking a spot before you, one arm extended before him, "red!" the scream is a desperate plea, "crap, get up!" He turns swiftly, still shaking his arm as if trying to rid it of a bug, "D'you want to be dinner?"

You shake your head, feeling your knees give in, too weak and trembling to hold an entire body, no matter how small. The being still looms over, feeding on the powerlessness to approach.

Satoru grabs your arm, pulling on it harshly to get you on your feet, and runs. You pass the doorway, catching a glimpse of a plastic bag lying outside the building, pieces of candy sprawled on the concrete around it. Your shoe sinks on a chocolate bar, flattening it; you almost lose your balance, close to slipping on the wrapper if not the iron grip on your arm.

Finally settled on a bench beneath a street lamp at the edge of the Gojo estate, you find the strength to inquire, "Your magic spell didn't work?"

Taken aback, Gojo grumbled, "Yeah, but I'll make it work, next time."

"Next time?" you wonder aloud, "Do you see monsters often?"

"Let's get inside, your mother must be worried."

-

You only see Gojo Satoru again seven years later.

#Gojo Satoru X reader #gojo x reader #gojo x you #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo x y/n #satoru gojo x reader #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru x you #gojo satoru x y/n #gojou satoru x reader #gojou satoru x you #gojou satoru x y/n #jjk gojo

[moon1833]

BACKTALK - TSUKISHIMA KEI

“Aw, where'd that pretty mouth go?”

Warning: Smut, Aged up characters (18+), Female reader, semi-rough sex, degradation, hate sex but not really

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Tsukishima didn't know how much he loved back talk until you did it. Sure, he's heard it from his teammates or his friends before, but it was different when it came to you.

He didn't know if it was the soft tilt of your head when you looked up at him, or the cocky smile on your lips, or the sweet, sarcastic tone you'd give him whenever you came up with a retort.

You were so quick with it too, it was like you didn't even have to think before coming up with some witty comment that had him wanting to shut you up in a very particular way.

You knew what you were doing, and so did he. The bickering turned to flirting, quickly. Both of you competing to see who could fluster the other more. That's when Tsukishima started winning.

"Do you ever shut up?" He asked you one night, already on edge from the volume of the celebratory house party his teammate had insisted on throwing.

"I think you'd be way too bored if I did." You replied, a smirk tugging on your lips.

"Please, I can think of ten different things your mouth is better at doing." He watched your expression switch to faint surprise, and a not so hidden look of arousal.

"You're all talk." You say back, but it's lacking the usual wit you usually have.

"Come on, at least try to sound convincing." Tsukishima relishes in your reaction. "It's not as fun when you don't even believe yourself."

You roll your eyes, sudden boldness rolling through you. "You're not going to do shit. You wouldn't know what to do with me if you had the chance."

"Oh yeah?" His smirk grows, but his eyes darken.

You kept your composure until he was pushing you into the bathroom, face barely an inch from yours. "How far do you want to push me?"

"You still haven't done anything yet." Your lips almost graze his as you speak.

There's a second of silence as you finish your sentence before Tsukishima's mouth is on yours. Your hands are on his shoulders, and his are on your waist. The kiss is messy and deep, and you're pressing your body into his subconsciously.

The feeling of your warmth sets an eagerness in him, picking you up by the back of your thighs without warning and sitting you on the edge of the bathroom sink. You make a sound of surprise that turns into a moan when you feel him between your legs.

He's kissing down your neck, fingers slowing caressing your thigh, getting dangerously close. It's a warning, but more than that it's a tease. You know he's not going to do anything unless you ask for it.

"Please." You mumble, trying to move his wrist to your clit.

"Use your words." He coos.

"Just touch me already, Kei." You tried to sound annoyed, but it came out as a plea.

Either way, it worked. Tsukishima dipped his hand under your skirt, feeling the cloth of your underwear. Even the light pressure of the pads of his fingers rubbing circles around your clit had a small moan escape you.

In one motion, he moves your panties to the side and slips his middle finger inside of you, catching you off guard. He's kissing you again, but you think it's partially to keep you quiet as you yelp in surprise.

His fingers are long, you know that. He's not even halfway in and he's already reaching a spot you've never been able to reach by yourself. You can feel how wet you are when he's slowing sliding his finger in and out of your entrance, and in between your heavily breathing you can hear it.

You're tempted to insult him again, but before your can think of anything to say, he speeds up his pace, finger fucking you. He's knuckle deep in you, your pussy sucking him in so tight he doesn't think he'd be able to fuck you.

You didn't think something as juvenile as fingering could feel so good, but when he adds another finger, your orgasm is coming on embarrassingly fast. His other hand's covering your mouth, muffling the sounds you couldn't hold back.

You're gushing around his fingers as you finish, grasping onto the bathroom sink until your knuckles are white. You barely have time to catch your breath before he's pulling you off the counter, turning you around so you're facing the mirror.

Your makeup is smudged and you're red in the face. Behind you, Tsukishima looks all too pleased with himself. "Think you can take it?" He taunts.

"Of course I can." You say, but you're practically gasping.

He slides his hand down up your back, bending you over. You hardly hear him fumbling with his belt before you feel his tip at your entrance, tracing your clit and teasing your hole. He's sliding back and forth, and you're trying to chase your hips to feel something.

"Be patient." He mumbles, kissing the skin under your ear as he starts to stretch you out.

Every time you thought he was fully in, he kept going. By the time you could feel his pelvis against your ass, you were whimpering at the feeling.

"Aw, where'd that pretty mouth go?" He coos, smirking as he moved your hair off your back, wrapping it around his fist.

"Fuck you." You grunt, a high pitched whine escaping you.

Tsukishima snaps his hips against you, and you cry out. You try putting your head down as he starts to slide in and out of you, but he pulls you up by your hair.

"Look at how pretty you look like this." He mocks, and you can barely hear him over how dizzy he's making you feel.

Your tits are spilling out of your top with each thrust, and you give up on containing your sounds. After a particularly loud moan, he stops, pulling out and turning you back around.

"Do you ever shut up?" He taunts, but from here you can see he's fighting to keep his composure.

He spreads your legs, pushing into you again. For the first time, you take a look at his dick, and suddenly you understood why he walked around with the unwavering confidence that he had.

It somehow felt bigger when you were looking at him sliding in and out of you. He covered your mouth with his hand again, speeding up his pace until it had you almost crying.

You came around his dick, wrapping your legs around his torso as you did. His thrusts got sloppier, spilling into the condom as he rode out his own orgasm with breathy moans.

You leaned against him practically collapsing into his chest as he slowed to a stop, closing your eyes for a moment. Tsukishima adjusted your clothes as you caught your breathe, kissing your shoulder.

"Take it back yet?" He whispered.

"You are so annoying."

#tsukishima x reader #haikyuu smut #haikyuu #smut #jjk smut #fluff #x reader #fem reader

[landograndprix]

「Feel the magic ๛ l.n」

part viii

✧.* sometimes you have to hit rock bottom before you can rise again, even if it's with a little help from the people around you.

✧.* this is a psa for the people who wanted to be on my taglist but never got tagged, i didn't forget or ignore you, I simply am unable to tag you and therefore removed you from the list feel free to ask me again so I can take a look at it. Taglist is open Love ya ❤️

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wagsoff1

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wagsoff1 a source of ours who managed to be accepted to y/n's private account send us y/n's latest stories! It seems like the two are enjoying each others company this week in Sidney where they've been spotted earlier this week.

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hamilt44n that's her private account for a reason.. Shane on you guys for even posting these pictures.

mrsnorris afraid to post this on her main because she knows that what she doing is wrong..

norry4 you keep repeating yourself.

norrizz would like to know who this source is..

landitosainz don't worry guys, lando will realize he's dating a grandma and leave her real soon. 😉

norrislandofour just like Carlos and Thomas 🤪

bott_ass funny, did they tell you they left y/n or are you talking out of your ass again?

charles16 this girl seriously needs to sort out her friends, I can't imagine her accidentally accepting a stranger follow request..

carlandooo 'source' just say Milou already..

y/nlandooo thought i was the only one who thinks its Milou who's behind all of what had happened so far 😔

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carlitosainz

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carlitosainz if Carlos looked at me like that, I'd fold so fucking fast 🥵

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carlandooo girl where'd you get this picture?

carlitosainz it's a screenshot from a video of y/n and Carlos going around 😊

charlos16 no but they looked so in love, whe went wrong? 😔

sainzzz the power these two could've had om the grid of they so were together

yukisan my only worry is who leaked this video? I know y/n took it but I'm 100% sure she isn't the one to just randomly post it online..

y/nlandooo milou..

yukisan you really think so? I'm kinda new here so don't really know anything about her yet but she seems nice..

y/nlandooo nah girl, you're in for a treat..milou is manipulative, narcissistic and lied her way through life. Why'd do you think Charles dumped get ass after two months of dating? That boy is the only one who can see through milou her act..

y/nluv can we just leave these people alone? Neither Carlos or y/n asked for this..

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mclaren lando is ready to fight for pole!

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hannahh where's the y/n content this week?

mrsnorris well she's not doing great this weekend does she now? 💀

hannahh girl we've only seen free practice, didn't tell us anything..

norrizz 😍 😍

markklein is this finally going to be his p1?

alx_bon y/n seems off this weekend..

laanddoo good, like she should 🤪

norry4 we're getting front row again for sure! 🙏

carlosnorris y/n so washed give Oscar the seat

bott_ass so original with the comments..round of 👏 for you

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[skelliko]

Tokyo revengers |°- random head cannons that I had stored

๑ Hanma ironically and out of nowhere 'sang' twist by Korn next to kisaki to get his reaction which caused kisaki to immediately whip his head over at the doofus with genuine fear in his eyes, he took a step backwards from Hanna, hands up and everything. but after a few seconds of staring at the 'possessed' specimen he just annoyingly does a "what the fuck is wrong with you..."

๑ ran doesn't crack his bones/knuckles often but if someone's around him that absolutely despises the sound of cracking bones he'd do it continuously without a care and finds major enjoyment in watching the person's face scrunch up in discomfort, sometimes he snickers too

๑ while chifuyu was in his 'major delinquent era, thinking he's better than everyone else' he was walking down the school stairs all cool and trying to be intimidating but then slipped on one of the stairs and fell on his butt. only one person saw but the amount of embarrassment he got from that when they made eye contact made him want to disappear from earth -this caused him to always be slow and actually look out for the steps so that it doesn't happen again.

๑ seishu finds it hilarious to fake a laugh at someone's awful joke for a second or two but then immediately go dead silent and just stare at the person with no seen emotion at all

๑ seishu is amazing at cooking, he's like a chef. but where'd he learn all this from? he doesn't answer, it's basically a mystery. but in his room he hides written down recipes that he copied out from books and other places

๑ when Baji was younger he decided to try and cook his own food for himself but accidently set a kitchen towel on fire by mistakingly setting it on top of the wrong oven circle -out of panic he got rid of it by quickly throwing it out the window in a panic making it land on someone's car windshield

๑ kazutora is actually quite close with Baji's mom. at some point he slipped up when calling out for her and accidentally called her 'mom' and sure enough he got embarrassed real quick and by a lot. ryoko took pride into that title tho, knowing that she mistakenly got called mom by someone else other than her own son made her feel oddly happy - although she mentioned that kazu is fine in calling her 'mom' he never did it again cause he still finds it embarrassing

๑ kazutora secretly takes photos of his friends crushes and sniggers about it while showing it to his friend. it's basically his little thing whenever he's told that someone has a crush, he doesn't do it to a big extent but just one of two pictures and it's usually just from the back or the side. he's been told multiple of times to quit and delete them but secretly they all knows he's doing them a favour cause when kazu sends them the photos they don't delete 'em

๑ peh holds grudges against people just for the sake of it, if he met someone and they had accidentally done something like step on peh's shoe then the next time they see eachother he would death stare them until they walk past and out of eye view, sometimes he just randomly feels like making enemies even despite being on 'silent and mutural' terms with someone.

๑ when akkun first had the thought of becoming a hairdresser he attempted in cutting his own hair and it actually turned out pretty good, cause of this he ended up cutting makotos hair however akkun had purposely cut his hair badly out of revenge for leaving 'filthy magazines' in akkuns room where his mom had found- making him to be unintentionally framed by makoto

๑ kisaki has a shit tone of books about manipulation and how to read people, how to carefully plot plans and use everything and anything to his own advantage even if things don't work out

๑ the reason why shion get frequent stomach aces is cause he has a bit of sweet tooth, he doesn't get hungry often so he forgets to actually eat a propper meal sometimes but when he sees something sweet and colourful he can't help but take more than a peck at it.

๑ at some point mitsuya accidentally knocked over a massive jar of beads over at the sowing club and took 2 hours collecting each one

๑ when taiju first started mending to his restaurant he had a bit of a high temper and would crack easily to his new employees if they spilled something or cut up a carrot with incorrect sizes, but after getting used to owning a business he somehow became the 'best boss' and grew to be pretty chill even if someone does a mistake - unless if it's a continuous mistake, then he'll get pissed

๑ taiju had a massive fixation with sharks and cool, colourful looking fish when he was younger. going to aquariums on a daily basis and as a kid he had collected little figurines of sharks, orcas and killer whales that he displayed. up till now he still have one of the shark toys displayed on a shelf since it was his all time favourite.

๑ yazuha hates bugs (cannon) and at some point she saw a weird looking incest in the bathroom and was begging hakkai to kill it or simply get it away for her but even he was disgusted by it so they kept on going back and forth about what to do about it before they both decided to team up and tackle it together. yazuha put a cup over it but while doing so the cup got knocked over from her shaky hands causing the both of them to scream as the bug started to move about but hakkai quickly put the cup back over it. they had to take a small breather and relax a little from the nerves before following through any more.

๑ Hina has a small collection of cute keychains, some of them are small plushies and a few are her favourite characters and others are random, small objects. she has some hanging on many different bags, her keys and a few hanging on thumb tacks that are stuck in a cork board on display

๑ Hina is really confrontational about anything that bothers her for other people's sake, in class most people try not to say anything rude about other people knowing that she'll over hear and they'll get their ear bitten off by her. cause of this she's kinda like the school hero against the bullies.

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#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers fluff #kazutora hanemiya #baji Keisuke #hanma shuji #kisaki tetta #ran haitani #matsuno chifuyu #seishu inui #inupi seishu #peh yan #makoto suzuki #atsushi sendo #shion madarame #hakkai shiba #taiju shiba #yazuha shiba #hina tachibana #mitsuya takashi

[storywriter007]

Life or Death - Thomas Shelby x Fem!Reader

summary: in which y/n realizes thomas shelby hasn't been good to her

warnings: character death, cursing, poverty, catcalling, mentions of sex,

genre: heartbreak

word count: 2.9k

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Birmingham, 1900

"i'm starving." a young thomas shelby said aloud.

"have you not had anything to eat today?" a young y/n asked.

"money's been tight, i've had to skip meals." tommy explained.

the two ten year olds sat in silence for a moment.

y/n knew what it was like for money to be tight. her family's income had been tight, after the passing of her father. her mom went to teach children at a local school while making dresses on the side to keep the two of them afloat.

"it's almost suppertime, why don't you come to my house?" y/n invited.

"really?" he asked.

"of course." she nodded. "you're my best friend, why would i want to see you hungry?"

that evening, y/n and tommy walked home together and were given a warm welcome by y/n's mother.

"tommy! welcome!" she exclaimed. "come on in you two."

they sat down at the table and began eating supper. stew and dumplings. it was warm and delicious.

to tommy, y/n's house often felt more like home than his own. it was quite small, but it had home-like decorations everywhere. it was nice and toasty since it didn't take much fire to heat the place, and moreover y/n was there.

"you children cannot stay out in the cold during this time of year." y/n's mother scolded, putting her hand on tommy's cheek and seeing how cold it was.

"but we were playing a game-" y/n argued.

"play games inside. i don't want to see you to freeze to death." she continued.

"yes mom." y/n laughed, looking at tommy, knowing they were going to go outside the next day anyways.

it was getting dark out and tommy was full.

"i should probably get going. bye y/n, by ms. y/l/n!" tommy said, getting up.

"wait!" y/n said, running to the kitchen.

she came back with tupperware.

"here, take some home." she insisted.

"no, no, i couldn't-" he argued.

"take it! tell john, arthur, and ada i say hello!" y/n said, shoving the tupperware into his arms.

that night, tommy's siblings had a warm meal.

"this is delicious tommy! where'd you get this from?" arthur remarked.

"y/n. she insisted." he responded.

"you better marry her for this one." arthur laughed.

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Birmingham, 1904

"look at the body on that one." a classmate remarked as y/n walked by.

she just rolled her eyes and continued walking. this wasn't unusual.

"you'd make a ton of money at the whore house!" the boy yelled out again as laughter followed.

so would your mother, y/n thought of saying, but decided that it was best for her to not. this boy was twice her size.

"so would your mother." another boy's voice called out.

y/n turned around to see tommy and the other boy standing chest to chest, about to fight.

"what'd you say shelby?" the boy asked.

"so would your mother." he repeated, not an ounce of fear in his voice.

a teacher came and pulled the two apart.

"both of you seperate. if i see this again, i'll make sure to tell your mothers!" she scolded.

both the boys backed away from one another. tommy caught up with y/n.

"thanks tommy." she said.

"it's nothing, i've wanted to say that to him for a while now." tommy laughed.

"my mum's sending me to get groceries today? would you like to join me." y/n asked.

"of course." tommy agreed. "can't wait to eat apples out of the farmer's cart."

"don't do that! you got us chased down last time!" y/n scolded, remembering a set of angry farmers running after them.

they settled down after they were paid, at least. otherwise, who knows what could've happened.

"it was fun!" he argued.

"it was." she agreed.

as she watched tommy walk away, y/n realized that she had a crush on him. but it was just a crush, it wasn't that serious.

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Birmingham, 1914

"glad to see you dr." tommy smiled, opening the door to the pub.

"happier to see you mr." she returned the joke.

y/n had always wanted to save people's lives, so she entered the medical field. after gaining main patients, it became more difficult to see tommy as often as she used to. even tommy was on the rise in the business world. it was hard to hangout with one-another, but they always made time.

over the years, y/n's crush on tommy had turned into love, but she didn't know how to tell him. no time ever seemed right.

"there might be a war." tommy said, drinking whiskey at the pub.

"you think you'll get drafted?" y/n asked, wanting him to say no, but knowing what the answer was.

"yes." he answered. "unfortunately."

"it'll just be me and ada." y/n chuckled. "she's better company than you."

"oh really? go drink with her." tommy laughed. "you'll miss me when i go off."

"you know i will." y/n smiled.

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y/n realized her worst nightmare had come true as tommy stood at her front door.

"i have to go to france." he said.

she felt water fill up her eyes, but she stayed calm.

"i'll miss you." she smiled.

"i'll miss you too." he smiled back.

he turned around to leave.

"tommy, wait." she said, trying not to cry.

he turned around.

"i didn't know when to tell you this because no time ever seemed right and we were always so busy." she rambled. "but since you're going to france, and i might not see you again, i just want you to know i love you. it's no use for me to say i don't, because it's true. i've loved you ever since i've known you."

the tears started falling. he stared at her for a minute. did she ruin their friendship? did he not feel the same way? would he never talk to her again? did she have to do this before he left?

lost in her thoughts, y/n didn't realize tommy had leaned down and kissed her.

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Birmingham, 1918

y/n got down on her knees, that had already been bruised from how much she'd kneeled.

"dear god, please keep tommy, john, and arthur safe." she pleaded. "please keep tommy safe."

she'd done this every morning and every night since the boys were drafted.

"please make it end soon." she continued.

she looked at the couple of photographs her and tommy had together from years before. they used to love taking together, and writing the story on the back.

she got to their last picture. taken four years ago. it was hear and tommy making silly faces. on the back, it said, "tommy's going to france."

she felt a tear run down her cheek. what if he never came back? what if that was their last photo together?

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Birmingham, 1919

y/n was overjoyed when all three brothers returned, alive. she hugged tommy so tightly, glad he was alright.

but something had changed. tommy wasn't as happy as he used to be anymore. he didn't smiled as much, but he still did when they were together, and that was all that mattered to y/n.

y/n knew all about the shelby business, having grown very close to ada and polly, she was informed about everything. even when tommy was doing gang work before, he was never as gloomy as he was now. he was much more serious.

she tried desperately to comfort him, and it did work. he did talk about the war with her, and y/n understood he was traumatized. she didn't try to change him or tell him lighten up, she understood the mental toll it had taken on him.

countless nights would tommy tell her about the memories of war and they would end up falling asleep on the floor, in a mix of papers and books.

they were never officially together, they had never gotten then chance. but when tommy was ready, y/n hoped they could make it offical.

one night, they walked into the garrison. y/n had just finished with a long day of patients.

"dr!" arthur greeted y/n with a hug.

"arthur!" she laughed back.

however, there was a new face at the pub. she was pretty, with blonde hair and blue eyes. y/n came up to her.

"i haven't seen you around! are you new?" she smiled, asking.

"yes, i am new." the barmaid responded, quite curtly, y/n noticed.

"i'm y/n! what's your name?" she asked.

"grace. my name is grace." she said, briefly.

"well, grace, i just wanted to say, i think you're absolutely gorgeous." y/n smiled.

grace gave a brief smile back and went back to bartending.

odd, y/n thought, but assumed it was because of how busy the pub was, her mind was probably on working.

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"there's this new copper who's been on my ass." tommy said.

"that sucks. has he been sniffing around?" y/n asked.

"yes." he responded, taking a long drag out of his cigarette.

y/n noticed grace very clearly listening to their conversation.

"he's been asking me about, well, y'know." he continued. "they're taken care of, but still. he's onto me."

of course she knew. the guns. tommy had told her everything. his plan and why.

"that's enough about that." he ended. "how's your business, doctor?"

"it's going well." y/n chuckled. "i'm seeing entire lineages now."

"whiskey?" grace asked, coming over.

"no thank you." y/n smiled. "i should get home now."

tommy smiled and said goodbye. y/n thought that was odd, since usually tommy would've walked her out.

"thank you grace." she said, before leaving.

grace ignored her.

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y/n was sitting with the shelby's at the garrison. she noticed something about tommy, something odd. he straightened up whenever grace entered the room and he always smiled.

this wasn't the first odd thing tommy had done. since she came, he was at the pub more. he also took her to a horserace. not to mention, his eyes foretold a story between them. it had been a while since tommy looked at her that way.

but there was something odd about grace. she was always listening in and trying to get closer to tommy.

y/n asked to see tommy privately, and that's when she made her point.

"the barmaid, she seems suspicious. do you notice how she's always listening in and trying to get close to you? and how that copper start bothering you the same time she came here?" y/n said.

"her name's grace." tommy responded.

"yes, grace, seems odd." y/n corrected.

"what is it y/n? you can't stand there's another friend of mine?" he said, clearly aggravated.

"no, i don't care about that. i just don't want you to get hurt-"

"hurt? hurt is when i was in france." he interrupted.

"tommy, will you just try to listen?"

"to your bullshit? no." he said.

that hurt.

"you're free to leave." he said simply, taking a drag out of his cigarette.

y/n chuckled, and left.

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can y/n say it came as a shock when tommy told her grace had betrayed him and fled the country? not really.

"i told you so." y/n said, plainly. "it was obvious."

tommy seemed pissed at that comment.

"that doesn't mean you can talk down on her." tommy stated.

"well tommy, you can't really control what i say and what i think." she responded back, beginning to get aggravated at his blindness. "and what i think is that grace is a traitor."

"what i think is that you should leave." he said.

"always running from the truth, now-a-days, aren't you?" she smiled, leaving.

y/n would be lying if she said she didn't go home that night and cry, because she did. why was tommy so wrapped around grace? had he fallen in love with her? no, no. it was probably just attraction. it had to be. right?

the next day, tommy apologized for being so harsh to her, and everything was back to normal. no more grace, no more deception, and no more stupidity.

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y/n was still waiting for tommy to make it official, but he still hadn't. the war had been over for two years now. she had thought about tommy everyday for the past seven years.

she missed him, she missed what they used to have. it was almost midnight, and she decided she wanted to go see him. she couldn't keep waiting.

she called his number three times, but he didn't pick up, so she drove to his home, and knocked on the door. no answer. she was starting to get worried. she opened the door and walked in on something that made her stomach drop.

it was tommy with grace. and they were having sex on the sofa, and he whispered how much he loved her and how he thought of her everyday. it seemed they had finished, because now they were getting dressed. when tommy turned his head and saw y/n, his eyes grew wide.

y/n felt tears in her eyes and a lump in her throat.

he dragged her into his office.

"what the hell y/n! you can't just fucking barge into my house!" he yelled.

"i called you three times. i knocked on your door and waited outside for five minutes. with the life you live tommy, i got worried." she said, wiping her nose.

"y/n, you have to leave." he said. "i've got something here, and i can't lose it again."

again. y/n felt her stomach drop and her heart break into a thousand pieces.

"again?" she asked. "again! tommy, i have waited for you! i waited for seven fucking years, waiting for you to say you want to try something with me!" she yelled.

"do you not remember! do you not remember the night you got drafted, because i sure as hell do!" she screamed.

"y/n, calm down, you're going to scare grace-"

oh that sent her.

"grace! you think i give two fucks about grace! the one who deceived you, lied to you, manipulated you, and now comes running back!" she screamed even louder.

"i love her!" he yelled.

"you love her! you love her! than what about me!" y/n yelled, tears starting to flow. "what about every day and night i prayed for you during the war! what about every time i invited you to my house for supper! i have waited and waited for you to say that you love me and you just don't!"

tommy was silent.

"i have loved you throughout everything. i was always kind to you. i was good." she continued.

"i'm a bad man, y/n, we know this." he said.

"and i love you even though you're a bad man! you believed every one of her lies of all of my truths. and i still loved you! you kicked me out everytime i brought it up! and guess what? i still loved you."

tommy looked at her.

"who was there by your side when you were scared and alone? who was there every night when you got back from the war and had terrible nightmares? who was there taking care of finn while you were off at war, because i don't think it was fucking grace!"

"i'm sorry." he said.

"no you're not because if you were, you wouldn't have done this in the first place!" she screamed through tears.

"who was there thomas!" that was the first time she had said his full name. "i'm done. don't fucking call me, don't show up to my office, don't come near me. i'm done playing your dark and twisted games just for you to switch the rules so someone else wins. i'm done dealing with a different you every fucking night. i'm done."

thomas looked at her.

"who's it going to be?" y/n asked.

"so well." he responded.

y/n smiled and turned around to leave, but before she left, she said he final words to thomas.

"i'm never going to aid you again. whether it be in life or death."

that was the last conversation between y/n and thomas.

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Birmingham, 1924

"just have some soup and rest up, and you'll feel a lot better." y/n advised her last patient of the day.

work had become more of a thing for y/n after word of her spread all across birmingham, she was getting patients from everywhere. and for right reasons, she was a damn good doctor.

she walked them outside before sitting in the waiting room with her receptionist.

"thank you edward, you're free to leave." she said, smiling.

"see you tomorrow doctor." edward smiled as he exited.

y/n was left to close her office. she began putting files away and cleaning equiptment. the doors and windows were locked. the stationary was put away.

suddenly, she heard a loud knock on her door. she turned around to see a face she thought she'd never see again. she stared into his bright blue eyes for a moment, before realizing he was actually here, and that it was just a figment of her imagination.

y/n opened the small window on the door. she looked down to see him carrying grace. she had been very clearly shot.

"she might have a chance, please y/n."

"you chose her over me." y/n said, looking into his piercing blue eyes.

he froze.

"and i told you that very night, i would never aid you again, whether it be life or death." she reminded, shutting the window door.

he banged on the door, pleading. she shot him one last look before shutting the blinds, turning the lights off, and leaving out the back.

#thomas shelby #thomas shelby x reader #ada shelby #john shelby #arthur shelby #finn shelby #polly shelby #angst #heartbreak #peaky blinder fanfic #peaky blinders #peaky blinders x reader #tommy x reader #tommy shelby x reader

[ghouljams]

To be honest, I would want to be Price and Witch’s kid instead of fuck them idk why. I have mommy and daddy issues I guess lol.

Yeah I can do that, Witch adopts a lot of people and Price... also adopts strays.

"Do you want some tea darling?" The Witch asks, crouching to be on your level, "or maybe some hot chocolate? Could perk you right up."

You think for a moment before nodding your head. You're not supposed to talk to strangers, but you've seen this witch in the neighborhood and there's something comforting about her. Her concern seems genuine as she fusses with the copper pots in her kitchen. And you really can't complain about the rich dark liquid she pours neatly into a mug for you. It certainly looks, and smells, like a melted chocolate bar. Far flung from the powdered stuff you expected.

She frowns at you for a moment, plucking at the space around you with purposeful fingers. You sip your drink, and try not to watch her too closely. She may feel warm, but her movements are alien to you, and strike at your stomach with a strange primal fear. You think it's fear, you don't quite have the word for this feeling. You're sure it will come to you.

The chocolate coats your tongue, thick and viscous, you think you can taste cinnamon under the cocoa. The Witch taps her finger against her cheek, watching you, she seems ill at ease. Obviously concerned over the strange child that's made themselves comfortable in her home. She seems to come to some conclusion, holding her hand over her mouth as she whispers something. It's inaudible and yet it fills the room, dissonant whispers echoing off the walls and collecting in a swirl of smoke.

A man steps out with a roll of his shoulders, and almost as quickly as he lays eyes on you, he's looking back at the witch.

"Where'd you get the changeling?" He asks with a raise of his brow. The Witch lets out a breath.

"Oh good, knew they felt fae," She goes to the kitchen while the man takes a seat next to you, "they just showed up, I assume they're one of the neighbor's kids."

"Is that right?" The man smiles at you, it makes his eyes crinkle at the edges, you smile back with all your teeth. He seems to like that, poking his fingers against your sides to make you giggle. "Where's your mum, hm? Can't have wandered too far off."

You shrug and the fae man nods. You like when adults don't make you talk, sometimes talking is too much. The witch taps her fingers together, thinking, while the man lets smoke swirl off his fingers. It makes little shapes and animals in the air, elephants and lions dancing around your head, butterflies flying over to distract the witch. You hold your hand out for one, and watch a lion burst into a flock of penguins to waddle across your palm.

"I can run a trace, I suppose," The Witch sighs walking closer, she crouches to be at eye level with you, "Can I have a pinch of your hair darling? I promise it won't hurt a bit."

You don't know if you want to give a witch your hair. It seems dangerous, that's how witches take control of people. You look at the man for help, surely he knows how witches work and won't let this one puppet you around. He chuckles, leaning his elbow against the table to rest his head against his fist. He nods at you.

"Go on then, I'll make sure she doesn't do anything nasty." He assures you. You look back at the Witch, who's glaring at your new friend.

"Don't make me sound so wicked," She scolds him.

"Don't need my help for that sweetheart," There's something warm in his voice, something that makes the whole house light up with warmth as the Witch bites down a smile.

She's very careful with you, pressing her fingers against your scalp as she twists hair around her fingers, plucking a few stray strands before pulling away again. She's right, it doesn't hurt. You rub your head, and she turns it back towards your mug of liquid chocolate. You think that's payment enough.

You don't watch what she does with your hair, but you feel the shiver of it. It's like a little zap of electricity, a stray shock from rubbing your socks against carpet. You wrinkle your nose at the feeling, it's not unbearable, but it's unpleasant. You consider peaking at what the Witch is doing, but you catch sight of your new fae friend first, and watching him watch her is much more interesting.

His eyes spark, and you mean that literally. There's a fire behind them that traces its way around his iris each time he blinks. A spark of gold against ice blue. A shooting star in a snowstorm. His eyes smile, and even though his fingers stop you from seeing his lips you assume they're smiling at well. You glance at the witch and see her hold up a vial of black powder to the light, her eyes studying it as she tips it one way then the other. It's not anything interesting, you don't see what's worth staring at.

"Can you make a bear?" You ask the man, he hums questioningly before looking at you. "They're my favorite," You explain.

"Can I make a bear?" He scoffs, swirling his fingers to collect the smoke. The wisps of it draw together and burst with a spark into the silhouette of a brown bear. It plods along the table top before sitting down to look around. It's a good bear.

"I know a good story about a bear," You tell him. He raises a brow, and doesn't stop you as you chatter away telling your favorite fairy tale. In fact his smoke seems to act out the scenes for you, stopping and restarting as you try to remember details. By the time you finish there's no more sound coming from the witch's work, and you're starting to notice the "lovely princess" and "handsome prince" smoke figures look a lot like your hosts.

"I called their mum," The witch tells the man, setting a cup of tea in front of him. "She should be here soon." The fae man snaps his fingers and the smoke disperses.

"One of the neighbors?" He asks, and she hums in confirmation. He tugs at her hand, pulls her down to perch on his lap with a quiet word.

"Are you alright to go home dear?" She asks you, and you think she means it. Sometimes people ask you things but they don't really want an answer, they just want to ask. You nod after a moment's thought. She looks relieved. "If you ever get lost again, you can call me,-" she hands you a little black card with gold lettering, it looks very official, "-I'll get you back home."

You turn the card over. There's no name on it just a phone number, an address, and one word, "Witch." You're studying one of the gold stars on the corner of it when there's a knock at the door. The Witch stands to answer it, and the fae man's touch lingers on her hip before she moves away. He gives you a wink as she pulls the door open, as if his affections are a conspiracy between the two of you. You hop off your chair and he catches your arm.

"Price," He tells you quietly, it feels like an important word so you nod solemnly. He smiles, "Go on back to your mum, and don't go spreading my name around."

You hold onto your mother's hand as you wave good-bye. She thanks the Witch profusely, though she waves all of them off. You watch the gold slip off of her like water, humans are so funny like that. They never hold onto heavy ties, kind only for the sake of kindness.

"Do you know how worried I was?" Your mother scolds you, "You're lucky someone dangerous didn't find you."

#cod x oc #x oc #oc: witch #john price x oc #captain price #captain price x oc #john price mw2 #captain john price #johny price #fae!Price #1fae1 #child!reader #yeah this is just fucking nothing #you want witch and price to be your parents? #Sure they're adopting you right now #signing the papers as we speak #congrats to this changeling child for finding the two most dangerous creatures on the block #and befriending both of them #anyway I got konig and bee coming later #but I like this little fic a lot

[jinxificada]

something to relax

dealer!jinx x fem!reader

summary: you deserve a rest, so you turn to the infamous jinx for help.

tags: modern au, porn w plot, both jinx and reader are +18, mentions of drugs and alcohol usage, cunnilingus/oral sex (j!receiving), hair pulling, squirting, fingering (both!receiving), public sex (not really), risky sex, prep school and wealthy kids need their own warning, ooc jinx?

notes: nsfw, mdni (both men and minors), wc 4039 !! long intro.., not a native! i like observations but be kind, i know shit about dealing drugs so it might be inaccurate 😭, not 100% sure if im satisfied w this but idk i hope you enjoy!!!

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"i'm telling you, you're insanely overworking yourself. i don't even understand where'd you get all the time to do everything you do." your friend scolds you jokingly, though you can tell she's honestly worried for you.

"nonsense." you roll your eyes in denial, "i'm alright, we take the same classes."

"i'm not in any club doing extracurricular stuff, nor am i tutoring any dumb kid." she discusses, walking with you through the crowded hallway towards your next class.

"well i don't really have a choice, it's for the-"

"the scholarship, i know." she sighs, finally arriving. "just... please take a moment to relax."

you both take your seats almost in the middle of the classroom, by the windows. she always sat in front of you, so she would turn around and chat whenever she wanted without you being able to ignore her.

"what about we go to that party on saturday?" she proposes and you already bite your lip with an hesitant expression, "please! we don't have to stay the whole time, just an hour or two."

"i don't know... i don't have a car and it’ll be too late to take the bus." you poorly excuse, not wanting to fully reject her.

"i can drive you! or you can just stay at mine." she happily resolves and you just nod with a sigh.

it's not that you didn't like hanging out with your friend, nor she's always so insistent. she usually is very understanding and gives you space. but the exams were getting close and you needed to higher your grades in a couple of classes, so you've been paying extra attention in classes, speaking with a couple of teachers on how to improve your grades and busying yourself with the usual assignments, the extra assignments, and tutoring this one kid below your year for some extra money.

unlike most of the students here, your family isn't able to properly pay for your education. you've done your previous years in the public school your small town, your teachers were so amazed with your capabilities that they recommended your parents to send you somewhere... better. they all collaborated on writing a recommendation letter for your acceptance. and you got the full scholarship! congrats, now you have to work harder than your classmates in order to keep it.

it wasn't fair, and your friend knew it. she felt so bad that she couldn't help you with money or your studies, but she can help you to ease your mind a bit.

so, you could only frown while making a mental list of all the valuable things you could be doing instead of this, standing in a big kitchen full of intoxicated teenagers. your friend was trying to talk with you while mixing alcohol in disposable cups for each one of you.

"and tomy was sticking his tongue inside of mary's mouth in front of her father, ew! you should've seen their faces when they realized, her father was burning red, i don't know if from embarrasment or anger." she rambled with a loud laugh.

you chuckle, mostly because her laugh was contagious. "who was tomy, again?"

"shh, he's coming." she suddenly leans in to whisper before pulling back wearing her social smile, "tomyy!"

a rather scrawny tall boy comes from behind you saying your friend's name in the same way, "fancy seeing you here!" ah, he had a high pitched voice.

"i didn't want you to miss me!" she quickly jokes, "nice party!"

"i'm guessing you're having a good time." he chuckles. at this point he's set himself right next to you and still hadn't acknoledge you. "have you already found jinx?" he asks curiously with a supposedly mischeavous smile.

"damn, she's here already?"

"yeah, just bought from her in the second garden."

'what the hell is a second garden?' you thought with a weirded out glance.

they chat a bit more and you think you know the kitchen from memory after rolling your eyes around as they talked. the boy soon moves to another guest and your friend turns back to you.

"the funniest thing is that they were sent to the principal's office was for sucking their faces off in the middle of class." she continues the conversation she was having with you as if you've never been interrupted, it was a talent of hers.

'is this what she thinks of a relaxing night...?' you mentally complained. you had your friend talk you ear off 5 days a week, but that didn't seem enough for her. at some point you muted her voice from your head and only listened to the loud pop music and different people talking over each other. your eyes were fixed on the next room through the kitchen's door, the flashing lights barely illuminated the crowd. blondes, brunettes and redheads, they all stay in the background when a blue head pushes through them to your way.

you physically react with a quiet sigh when you can see her face. a pretty girl, with the softest features you've ever seen, decorated with a messy dark makeup and intense eyes. curious to see how her full style looked like your gaze lowers on her body, she was wearing a white laced corset gripping her chest for life and low wasted black denim shorts, along with the biggest boots you've ever seen.

the girl who caught your eye walked into the room with loud, confident steps. people quickle recognized her, some greeted, some lowered their eyes to the floor. she only smiled briefly before grabbing two closed bottles of vodka like she owned the place and left.

"who was that?" you breath out, realizing you've been holding it the whole time.

"jinx," your friend shrugged, "local dealer, mental problems and rich daddy." she summarized, fixing her lipstick and soon changing the topic.

the night ended up being a boomer. your friend got a stoner to share his blunt with you both and that, mixed with the alcohol you had been drinking since the night started, made you both pretty tired and sleepy. luckily, your friend's house was about two streets down from the party, allowing you to arrive sound and safe while intoxicated.

you couldn't deny that you slept like a baby.

but the week started again a day after, along with your responsabilities. and it seemed that it's gonna be a shitty one.

for your extracurricular activity, you had the job to take decent pictures for the school's paper. they were all rejected by the president in charge. you scored a negative B in a practically easy test because you were too distracted noticing that the so named jinx was in the same class as you. 'she looks very pretty in the dark blue uniform.' was your constant thought. and the cherry on top, you didn't have your extra money of the week because the parents of your student were late with the payment.

they were showered in wealth, why won't they give you your 50 dollars? now they’ll have to pay $100 next week.

but for now… you had to survive with the remaining money you had left for the rest of the week. and it was only monday.

you thought you could handle this particularly difficult week, but all this tension build up only to blow up on your face. and the face of the teacher who was telling you why you had to rewrite the essay you just submitted.

you were use to cry over stress, you thought it was a healthy way of letting it out. just not in the public eye.

tears and sobs were comming out of you as you walked down the halls, feeling like millions of eyes were judging you. how embarrasing, right? but that was only your mind playing you, the only person who looked at you twice was tomy who recognized you but couldn't recall from where.

it was friday and the classes already ended, the club was about to start in ten minutes but you were debating whether test your luck and see if it can all get shittier or just call it a day and go home.

but a loud yell of your name from behind you interrupted this final decision, your friend throted her way up to you and worriedly wiped your tears.

"are you okay? what happened?"

"i'm fucked up! i'm gonna fail all my exams and get kicked out from this stupid school!" you dramatically cried in the comfort of your friend's arms. you knew she was fighting demons to not roll her eyes and say 'i told you'.

she listened to your whines for a couple more minutes until she had an idea.

"okay stop, shush." you frowned but stayed quiet anyways, "listen, i know jinx stays in club hours to sell, she must be in that shitty bathroom from the second floor. why don't you go buy some weed and relax this weekend?"

your frown deepened and even a light blush appeared on your wet cheeks, "uhm, i don't know... why don't you just stay at my house to hangout, please?"

"oh hun, i would love to but my parents are taking me to visit my grandma." who lived far far away, you nodded. "just, try what i'm telling you, okay?"

"okay..." you hesitantly say, your friend seemed in a rush because just when you were about to ask her how much it would probably cost and how many grams you should buy, she pecked both of your cheeks in goodbye and left you standing in an almost empty hallway.

you were on your own now, hoping the 15 dollars you had left from this long week would be enough, but you doubted it.

you hesitantly pushed the door of the supposedly shitty bathroom (it didn't have a mirror, nor the renovated cubicle doors the other's had, though it was perfectly functional). welcomed by the sight of jinx sitting on top of the counter sink, ciggarette in hand and an amused smile on her face while she talked with another girl.

they quickly shut up at your presence. you purse your lips awkwardly at them, you were about to greet them when this other girl just scoffed as if you ruined something and leaned to whisper in the bluehaired's ear. jinx only chuckled in what you thought was a very flirty manner and the girl left, leaving you alone with her.

it was a good moment to say something, jinx was looking at you expectantly but you were too busy checking her out.

the school uniform itself is rather conservative, but it was usual for students to fix it to their liking as long as it isn't too inappropiate. jinx seemed to be an exception, because you didn't know how was she allowed to move around with the skirt so short. you weren't complaining, not at all. with the way she crossed her legs you could easily appreciate her pale legs, noticing a few marks and bruises which fed your curiosity.

she cleared her throat, "so? you came all the way here to stare at me?"

"no- no, sorry." you quickly apologized and presented yourself, taking a few steps closer, your voices echoing in the bathroom,

"right… what can i offer you?"

though her words were friendly enough, her tone was playful and given that you had a breakdown just minutes ago, you couldn't help but feel like she was mocking you. she probably was.

"i, uh, i was wondering what's your cheapest relaxing item?" you hesitantly ask, seeing the corner of her lips rising the slightest bit in a smirk.

"are you familiar with drugs?"

"no... not really."

"then i have the perfect discount for you!" jinx smiles brightly and you get even more closer, interested. "weed is ideal for begginers, and i can give you 15g for 100 bucks, whatcha say?"

"oh." you instantly gloom. "and... h-how much for 2 or 3g?"

"3 grams? you can barely make a blunt with that." she mocks raising an eyebrow, studying you for a second before smirking again. it was hard to read her, but you could sense she had something in mind as it seemed rather mischeavous. "for 3g... 20 bucks."

you sighed, looking away in embarrasment. you heard that her prices were high, but this... what did she need so much money for, anyways?

"okay, um... i don't have enough money with me right now. thank you." you sheepeshly said, ready to turn around and go back home to keep crying.

"wait!" she suddenly says, decrossing her legs to shift in her spot, "don't give up so easily... we can arrange something..."

"arrange...?" you repeated, confused. jinx motioned with her fingers to approach her and you did, mantaining a respectable distance before she could reach your arm and pull you even closer, caresing the lenght of it along with your hand. you were stunned, feeling your ears and chest warm up. "how come?" you murmured, trying to grasp on the situation.

"i'm feelin' nice..." she hummed, "i can give you 5g... if you give me head."

"e-excuse me?" that was your first reaction, pulling the hand she was holding away and to your chest, "what...? are you serious?"

"oh don't be such a prude!" she chuckles, giving you a knowing look, "d'ya think i'm dumb? i've seen you staring, i know you want me."

her bluntness made you blush, damn, her mere presence made you blush. she was exposing you while offering her body in change of some weed. you've never been in this kind of situation before, your mouth opening and closing as you tried to think of something to say.

she kept distracting you though, with that pretty smirk of hers. since you didn't instantly ran away, jinx knew her guess was correct. reaching for your hand again and rounding your hips with her long legs to pull you closer, till your body hit the counter she was sitting on.

"i know you want me." she repeated in a low tone, "and i know you need it, toots." you unconsciously lean into her touch as she caress your cheek, right where the dried tears rested on.

"i don't want to t-take advantage of you..." you dumbly say, jinx almost pouted at how adorable you were. you thought it was you who was taking advantage of this?

"you're not, silly!" she giggled raspily, "this is business."

"i'm- i don't.... i'm not sure..." you rambled, and before you could make a point -if you were ever going to make it-, jinx pulled you into her for a kiss. a hungry, intense kiss.

and you instantly melted, your hands traveled to hug her waist as you reciprocated. she tasted like that ciggarette she was smoking a moment ago, mixed with the flavour of some candy.

you thought it was hot.

her body shifted closer, sitting by the edge of the counter to easily push her hips into you. the heated make-out was interrupted by her own heavy breaths.

"see, toots?" she rasped, "you can do it."

"okay." you hummed, leaning in to kiss her again. it was ridiculous really, how easily you gave in. specially after she dodged your attempt with an evil smirk.

"uh-uh." she pushed you by the shoulders, "i asked you to eat me out."

you almost scoffed in complain, before realizing that maybe… this was even better.

"but i have a condition." jinx called for your attention with an amused chuckle. "you have to make me squirt."

"fuck." you sighed, "really...? are you-?"

"i know i can, yeah." she nods, spreading her legs for you, "but it won't be easy..."

you certainly wouldn't mind trying, you weren't exactly up close to her pussy and you could already feel the smell of her arousal, inviting you to taste her. jinx lifted up her skirt to expose her lingerie, a furious pink with a wet spot on her center that watered your mouth.

soon enough you were kneeling down, it was a bit uncomfortable given the height of the sink. hesitantly, you licked your lips and looked up at her, in search of confirmation. in response, jinx flashed you a playful smile, leaning back to rest her weight on her hands.

satisfied, you concentrated on her pussy, carefully pressing down your thumb as if testing the waters. her hips twitched at the contact, moving towards your hand. you let out a hum, 'sensitive?'. experimentally, you sticked your tongue out to lap over her underwear, the wet spot growing as it mixed with your saliva. you were contently taking things slow, against jinx own desires.

she aggresively gripped your hair to push your head into her pussy, "don't tease me, nerd." she husked.

and you couldn't bring yourself to mind, rushing to move her panties to the side to finally taste her. you wanted to impress her, you wanted her to like you, and give her the best head she'd ever have. your lips hugged her clit, quickly working on her pussy, sucking and lapping. you were rewarded with quiet sighs and trembling legs, occasionally a moan. but it seemed that jinx was trying not to crumble, silencing her sounds by pressing her lips together, though it barely did the job. you didn't mind, not when you were making out with her pussy so fervently.

your hands gripped her plushy thighs as you put them on your shoulders, helping her to stay still. her hips twitched towards you every now and then, when you would suck particularly hard on her throbbing clit. and you? you were having the time of your life.

as busy as you always were, it’s been quite long since you had some fun like this.

jinx looked down at you with furrowed eyebrows and flushed cheeks, meowing softly as she felt herself coming undone at your enthusiastic work on her pussy. her hand pulled at your hair and you opened your eyes to meet hers, but her head was thrown back in pleasure. you didn’t stop, instead you moved your hand to furiously rub her center until she looked at you again, biting her lower lip to muffle her moan. she came against your mouth, rocking her hips lazily against you.

you licked her clean a few times before realizing you didn't accomplished your task, she didn't squirt.

"well well, toots," she said accompanied with a breathless and amused chuckle, "i told you it would be- mhm!" her mocking words were interrupted by your actions, you decided that you'll just try harder.

you went back at it, this time focusing more on her unattended hole. when your tongue explored a little more inside, your nose hit her clit sending shivers through her back as she arched. her initial surprise was overpowered with pleasure, she didn't care anymore about not showing how much she was enjoying herself.

after the previous stimulation, this time she reached her limit much quicker. you really wanted to make her squirt, so you put all your effort on your fingers, which you carefully put inside her. jinx cursed above you, letting you do whatever you wanted with your body as everything felt just so good for her.

and the reward came along her relief, her cum fell all over your lower face, though you shamelessly tried to drink all you could.

"mkay, stop-" jinx whined lowly as you kept your mouth attached to her pussy, against her own words her legs squeezed your head tightly.

you pulled back a few seconds later, wiping your chin with the back of your hand only to smudge all her fluids to your cheek, making her giggle. she motioned at you to get closer, opening the flush of water on the sink by her side.

"thanks." you smiled quietly as she cleaned your face with water, "your thighs..." you pointed out at the wet mess on her inner thighs.

"i know."

jinx took a deep breath before making an effort to get down the counter, barely struggling to make her way inside a cubicle. you shyly stayed put, fixing your hair looking to anywhere else to give her some privacy as she cleaned herself up.

"i didn't know you were that stubborn." the bluehaired girl mocked you, suddenly she was by your side again. this time cornering you.

"you- you asked me to do it."

"yeah..."

there was something so mesmerizing in her blushed cheeks, her darkened blue eyes. your breath got caught in your throat when you felt her slim fingers sneaking under your skirt uniform to playfully pull on the edge of your underwear.

you only looked at her with little hesitance before you tried to lean in and kiss her. she dodge your attempt for the second time, not letting you time to react when she forcefully turned you around, pushing her chest on your back.

"i can give you the 15g, if you let me play a little bit." she whispered against your ear, nibbling at the earring you were wearing, "hmm? will ya let me?"

"yeah," you quickly agreed with a pleading voice, hitching up your own skirt and resting your hand on top of hers while pushing your hips, your movements were hurried and desperate, there was a pulsing desiring waiting to be attended. jinx was overly amused, rubbing your center over your underwear. "yes..." you sighed, throwing your head back to her side, leaving you neck exposed for her to keep her lips busy with.

breathless moans left your mouth, relaxing your body against her touch when loud steps startled you. it was impossible for you to ignore them because there was a chance that someone could caught you both. though jinx didn't seem to care, mindlessly biting your skin.

"did you hear that?" you mumbled, your body tensed in anticipation.

"yeah," she giggled in response, capturing your attention by getting her hands under you panties which got a squeak sound out of you. "imagine if they find us here."

"not funny-" you grumbled, unable to push her away but your eyes fixed on the closed door.

"c'mon baby, must be the janitor. he's not allowed to come here." she reassured, her other hand moving your head to her, kissing your lips messily.

you gave in, sighing into her as she pump her fingers in and out of you. you already felt so stimulated that a few minutes later you were already cumming on her hand. she doesn't stops till you ride out of your high.

jinx loudly pecks your cheek, pulling her fingers out and up to her mouth, sucking off your cum.

"god." your voice trembled at the sight.

she only smirked at you, walking to her bag which was laying on the floor. your eyes were closed while you fixed yourself again, anxious to get home and change your dirty underwear as you can uncomfortably feel the stickness.

when you opened them, jinx left on the counter a small ziploc bag.

"a deal is a deal." she shrugs, "enjoy."

you slowly reached to the bag, a bit conflicted by how the situation was ending.

“i- i’m not even sure i needed it now.”

jinx raised her eyebrows at your murmur, you came to her with those desperate and anxious eyes, only for you to not accept it?

but she knew better, with her signature mischievous smirk she approached you once again, puts the bag in your hands and let her fingers linger a bit more on top of them.

“how about this? take ‘em home, use it tonight and touch yourself thinking ‘bout me.”

your eyes open slightly, and you blush like you didn’t just fuck her a couple of minutes ago. either she always caught you out of guard, or you’re simply not used to being… so vulgar.

“so? will you do that f’me?” she stares at you expectantly with those big blue eyes, amused by your reactions.

“y-yeah, yes i’ll do it.”

“cute.” she sighs, leaning to peck your cheek once again before going to grab her bag and walk towards the exit. “i want proof! text me later!” she chuckles loudly by the door and just as loudly smacks it closed.

#arcane #jinx arcane #jinx x reader #jinx #jinx x reader smut #jinx x fem!reader #jinx smut #lesbian #jinx arcane smut #jinx lol #arcane jinx #jinx fanfic #jinx x you #jinx x y/n

[watermelonlovershigh]

Harry's All Natural Sleep Aid 👅🐱 /blurb/ (SMUT)

AN: i know i have like 5 promised things that are suppose to be coming out but i couldn't get this concept off my mind and had to write it out. so i hope you don't mind and enjoy. it feels like forever since i've wrote and it feels good getting back into it.

This story contains: insomnia, female receiving oral sex in a living room

{ dadrry - husbandrry - softrry - current harry era - three kids (unnamed and unaged) }

word count- 1,124

Harry performs his all natural sleep aid to help you get sleepy after a bout of your insomnia.

Around three in the morning you woke up and couldn't fall back asleep. So instead of tossing and turning and potentially waking up your husband Harry, you decided to go down stairs and have yourself a cup of tea while watching old Friends reruns.

Not even twenty minutes of you relaxing on the couch do you hear the heavy pattering of feet coming down the stairs. Instantly you know it's Harry and not one your children because Harry has always had a heavy walk. He makes his way to the couch with a grumpy expression and crossed arms. "Where'd you go?"

Giggling at your man child who can't go thirty minutes without you attached to his hip, especially while sleeping because Harry is a massive cuddler, you reply, "Couldn't sleep and didn't want to wake you."

Now the grumpy expression turns to more of a sympathetic one. Harry knows you have trouble sleeping sometimes and he always feels bad because once he's asleep, he can stay asleep unless one of the following three things happen:

You get out of bed and he no longer has his cuddle partner, he gets a boner that just won't go down, or you or one of his three kids call out for him. Whether that's because one of y'all are sick, scared, or just need him in general.

"M'sorry, love." Harry coos softly, now beside you on the couch, leaning his head on your shoulder. "I could help you get sleepy again if you'd let me." He knows the easiest and most effective way for you to become sleepy. It works every time and it's all natural because he knows how you feel about taking sleep medicines, you dislike them.

Leaning your head into your husbands that's snuggled into your shoulder, you ask, "Oh yeah, how?" Before he responds verbally, Harry slides off the couch and onto the living room floor.

He gets situated on his knees in front of you and replies seriously, "Make you come, with m'mouth."

"Harry," you gasp at his naughty words. It's not that you're not use to him being so direct but it's usually done in the bedroom. Not in the living room where your kids could wake up and come down freely. There's no door with a lock down here. "What about the kids? They could come down here."

"What," Harry bites back, "you know damn well every time I give you an orgasm you get sleepy afterwards. It's just a fact. So pleaseee, can I eat your pussy? I'll be quick and then we can go back to cuddle in bed. And the kids are asleep. I just checked in on them before coming down here. Just gotta stay quiet s'all."

Knowing how right your husband is, you shake your head into a nod, then consenting with a verbal, "Okay, but you better hurry and get me off."

"Yes, ma'am!" Wasting no time, Harry pulls the blanket off your lap and pulls down your pajama shorts and cotton panties. He slides your bum to the edge of the couch cushion and leans forward, placing a delicate kiss directly on your little clit.

Just the soft touch of his lips to your most sensitive area has you nearly jumping out your seated position. "Oh, fuck!" you gasp out. Harry looks up with a pleased grin on his face but knowing that what he's about to do is going to be so much better than a clit kiss.

Leaning in more, Harry takes his tongue and begins to properly eat you out. He flicks his warm tongue up and down, side to side, on your clitoris, stimulating you quite nicely. His large hands are wrapped around your thighs that's laying over his bare shoulders. You have to grab one of the decorative pillows you keep on the sofa to press over your face so your heavy breaths and moans stay at bay.

Harry alternates between licking and sucking on your clit. He even pokes his tongue in your hole just to tease you. When you feel the knot in your stomach began to tighten and your legs begin to shake, you quietly warn out, "Babe, I'm gonna come. Shit, feels so fuckin' good."

He works harder in concentrating on getting you to your end. You glance down and grin through your pleasure at the sight of your husband on his knees, eyes closed shut, in the middle of the living room, eating you out in the middle of the night, with Friends still playing on the large tv in front of you. What more could you ask for.

Right as your orgasm courses through you, you reach down and grab a handful of Harry's messy curls, pushing him impossibly closer to your cunt. His face is dripping in your juices and you're sure you're leaving a wet patch on the couch beneath you. Biting your tongue, you let an internal moan go through you while breathing heavy through your nose.

When Harry can feel you pushing his mouth away due to sensitivity, he slowly backs away from your pussy. You look down again while trying to control your breathing and see just how glossy his lips and chin are. The sight alone nearly makes you want to go for a round two. But all the sudden your eyes get a wave of tiredness in them and you start to feel the effects Harry mentioned earlier.

Speaking in a gentle manner, Harry says, "Okay, time for bed. Hand me a tissue from beside you so I can clean us up. Then I'll carry you to bed, baby. Know your legs probably feel all wobbly, don't they."

Not having the energy to speak, you nod your head and grab the tissue from the tissue box you keep by the couch for him to clean you and his face up with. After wiping his mouth off, he carefully and attentively wipes up the mess between your legs. Then Harry helps pull your underwear and shorts back on you before standing up on cracking knees.

At least the living room is carpeted but still, Harry's joints aren't in the shape they were when he was twenty. Sitting on his knees for more then five minutes make them quite sore. But he choose to ignore the pain because he's just that selfless.

After standing up, Harry switches the tv off and then scoops you up bridal style in his arms to carry you back to bed. But before making it to the staircase, you lean forward with your arms around his neck, puckering your lips asking for a kiss and of course Harry leans in to meet your lips as well. The kiss is soft and gentle and shows just how sleepy you both are now. "Love you." you whisper against his mouth.

Replying back softly, Harry mutters, "I love you too."

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My Masterlist Masterpost

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[gemini-sensei]

Baby | Hawk Moskowitz x Teen Mom!Reader, Part 2

Ft. Johnny Lawrence ● Part One ●

Tagged: @devilslittlebabyxx, @imjustme-n

A/N: here it is. I did this instead of filming myself giving a speech so yeah. Might do a part 3 if people wanna see that. lmk ok bye <3

The next time Hawk came to training, it was oddly quiet. His friends were acting weird and his senseis were tense. Though it wasn't unusual for Mr. LaRusso to glare at the back of Sensei Lawrence's head, Hawk knew that his friends were being strange. They were giving each other looks and whispering to each other. At one point he was sure he heard Demetri seething at Robby about how "your dad has gotten into your head!"

For the most part, Hawk ignored them. He had too much on his mind to pay attention to their weird antics anyway. Besides, his birthday was coming up, so he brushed it off as something having to do with that.

His mind was occupied with thoughts of his girlfriend. He'd been helping her much more lately now that she had finally moved into her own place with her baby daughter. He'd helped her stock the fridge and pantry, watched her daughter while she showered and got ready in the morning, and helped her unpack her new place. It was a lot to adjust to and he didn't like that she was trying to do it all on her own, so he was there. She didn't have to do it alone anymore.

Part of him was still amazed by her strength and determination; it wasn't easy being a single, young mom to an infant, especially in today's economy. And her daughter, who was the most adorable baby ever, was still struggling to sleep through the night now that they had moved. He stayed the night to help out because to be so strong, Mama needed her rest too. Plus, he wanted to be there for her because he loved her so much. He also loved her daughter.

As they finished up their round of drills, he took a seat and drank some water. Their next course of action would be sparring and then he could go to Reader's apartment to spend the evening with her.

It was at this time he noticed his friends flocked together, whispering again. The more they did it, the more he didn't like it. However, before anything could be said or done, his phone rang.

It was Reader. Her caller ID popped up, a picture of her and her baby showing up and making him smile.

He answered immediately. "Hey, babe."

"Eli," her worried voice came through the phone and he was put on high alert. "My car won't start. I need you to come jump-start it, please."

If he had been holding anything else, he would have literally dropped it and left. He was on his feet in a flash and grabbing his bag. "Okay, don't worry, I'm on my way."

He didn't notice the way his friends and senseis were looking at him. How they made note of his sudden desire to leave. They weren't his concern though.

"Oh my gosh, thank you," Reader said. He heard the relief in her voice and it helped him, but she was still stranded somewhere. Then she started talking to her baby, who was likely on her hip. "You hear that, baby girl? Eli's gonna come help us."

At hearing his name, Reader's daughter squealed and clapped her hands. She loved him and knew him by name already, always excited when she heard he was coming over. It melted his heart.

"Where are you two?"

"Doctor's office," Reader said. "No one has any jumper cables, can you believe that?"

"Well, no one has as old a car as you do," he lightly joked.

She gasped playfully. "Old Reliable isn't that old."

He hummed. "Yeah, that's what you said last time when you told me that was your mom's car in high school, and yet here we are."

He dug through his duffle bag for his keys.

"I'll be there soon, okay?"

He heard her smile as she spoke. "Okay. Love you. Mwah!"

"Mwah!" her daughter did in the background.

"Love you, too," Hawk said and hung up the phone. He slipped it into his pocket, still looking for his keys. "Dammit, where'd they go?"

Mr. LaRusso walked up to him curiously. "Something wrong, Hawk?"

He looked up, a little apprehensive to share. "Uh, yeah. I gotta go. Now if only I could find my keys."

"Everything okay? Anything we can help you with?" Sam asked as she walked over. She looked all too curious for his liking and he cursed the LaRussos for being so kind and helpful because it made them snoop into everyone else's business.

"No, I don't need any help," he said, throwing his bag down to look inside of it. However, instead of anything helpful happening, it turned over and his change of clothes fell out with several other items.

Including Baby Girl's rattle.

It rolled across the patio loudly.

"I knew it!" Sensei Lawrence shouted.

Daniel turned to the man, who was pointing an accusatory finger at Hawk. "Johnny, please!"

"No, man, I was right!" He looked so smug and Hawk was so confused. "Now you have to admit that I was right, LaRusso."

"I can't believe this," Miguel said. Demetri was standing beside him with a look of disbelief. "How could you not tell us?"

"What are you talking about?" Hawk asked, grabbing the rattle and tossing it back into his bag. Reader's daughter loved throwing her toys into his bags, probably a ploy to make him have to come over and return them. At the bottom of the bag, he found his keys. "Aha."

"We're talking your baby," Sam said, using that tone that said 'obviously.'

Robby added, "And the girlfriend you didn't tell us about. At all."

Hawk turned to look at them with a furrowed brow, then closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and collected his thoughts. "Okay, I think I know the problem all of you have had all day now." He looked at his friends and senseis with a slightly annoyed look but tried to keep a level head. "Yes, I have a girlfriend I didn't tell you about. I didn't tell you about her because she has a baby. Not my baby but I do help take care of her when Reader gets overwhelmed."

Johnny visibly deflated at this news. Then he stupidly asked, "You sure it's not your kid?"

"I met her after she had her daughter," Hawk nearly shouted. She grabbed his bag, held onto his keys tightly, and huffed. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go jump-start Reader's car. Ask me all your questions later and let me go."

He walked to the front of Miyagi-Do without another word, leaving his closest friends, his other teammates, and Sensei Lawrence in a stupor. Then Miguel and Demetri shared a smile.

"I knew he wouldn't keep something like that from us," Miguel said.

Johnny looked at them. "Oh yeah? Then why didn't he tell us to begin with?"

Tory groaned. "Oh my god. You're all big idiots, letting something like this blind you to the truth. He didn't tell us because that's none of his business to tell! Grow a brain why don't you."

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[theres-a-body-here]

Overwatch match interactions with a StandUser!reader

The Reader's stand is 「The World」 Characters: Lucio, Cassidy, Tracer, Echo, Reinhardt TW: None

Pregame Lobby

Tracer and Reader, coincidentally in unison: "Time is on my side!"

Tracer, confused: "Huh?"

Reader, thinking: "Hmmm"

Tracer and Reader, in unison again: "Time is on OUR side!"

~~~~~

Reader, holding in a chuckle: "Lucio, I Iove your music. It sounds even better when time is stopped"

Lucio: "Awww, thanks"

Lucio, slowly realising: "..."

Lucio: "Hey...wait a second"

~~~~~

Cassidy, curiously: "So uh...(Y/N), how would I go about getting me one of them Stands?"

Reader, nonchalantly: "Well, I got 「The World」 after i was stabbed in the heart with an arrow"

Cassidy, uneasily: "...I think I'll stick to my gun"

~~~~~

Echo, curiously: "How do you breathe when time is stopped"

Reader, caught off guard: "I... Huh..."

Reader, sheepishly: "I've actually never thought of that before. I'm not sure myself"

~~~~~

Reader, exhausted: "Reinhardt, for the last time, no. You can't arm wrestle with 「The World」"

Reinhardt, laughing boisterously: "Come on, my friend. Don't tell me you're worried it'll lose"

Reader, huffing: "Nuh uh"

After Reader uses their Ultimate (Stop Time)

Friendly Tracer, confused: "Hey! Where'd ya go?"

-

Enemy Tracer, giggling to herself: "Looks like (Y/N) is near"

~~~~~

Friendly Lucio, excited: "Oh man! He did the thing!"

-

Enemy Lucio, uneasily: "Wha...What just happened?"

~~~~~

Friendly Cassidy, under his breath: "There he goes again"

-

Enemy Cassidy, cautious: "He's close, I can feel it"

~~~~~

Friendly Echo, in awe: "Fascinating..."

-

Enemy Echo, in her team comms: "My systems have detected an anomaly in time, be wary"

~~~~~

Friendly Reinhardt, shudders: "I don't think I'll ever get used to that"

-

Enemy Reinhardt, confused: "When...did he?"

They eliminate enemy Reader

Lucio, teasingly: "World stop... Carry on"

~~~~~

Cassidy, teasing: "Maybe ya weren't so worthy after all"

~~~~~

Tracer, giggling: "I guess even time plays favorites"

~~~~~

Echo, prideful: "Temporal equilibrium restored!"

~~~~~

Reinhardt, boasting: "No Stand required"

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[betasquads]

JEALOUSY, Niko Omilana(part two)

part one here –> jealousy, niko omilana (part one)

summary: It has been weeks since you left his apartment, crying and devastated, desperate to know why he never came back to make this all right. You in your own mind, you felt like it was over since he wasn't coming into conclusion that he was in the wrong. You try to move on by going to an all influencers party, and that's when you're met face to face with Niko.

A/N: I had to write this twice because it was deleted TWICE. anyway sorry if this doesn't meet your expectations as my writing skills aren't in store since I havent written in a while 🫶🏻 (it was a little rushed bc of that reason, so you'll see some changes in the future just to make it better)

warnings: bad language? I think, slightly gets heated but no smut

You wipe your tears and walk up to Sharky's car with a wide grin on your face, opening the door and getting inside.

"So, how'd it go?" Sharky questions as he starts driving.

"It went great. I honestly just forgot that we had to postpone the entire hangout for another day." You come up with a lie smoothly.

Sharky seemed to be disappointed with the answer so he just nods. "Alright then, you're okay right?"

"Mhm. Thanks Sharks." You awkwardly say as you look out the window, observing the world passing by.

"Of course." He says dryly which makes you not wanna speak again, which you were thankful for.

You were trying so hard not to cry again, all you could think about was Niko. Whatever that had just happened up there, that was not like him.

He never treated you like that, and mostly, you never thought he would just let you go like that.

—

* present *

"You have to go. It happens once a year and guess what? You we're invited. Which means you have to go otherwise you'd look like you're terrible without your boyfriend." You hear your best friend Aella ramble while you were doing some work on your laptop.

"Ex boyfriend. Don't ever mention him as my boyfriend." You correct her while your eyes never leave the screen.

"Right. You're ex boyfriend. You're fans will make a big fuss over you not going. It'll be obvious. And we don't like-"

" "And we don't like obvious". Yeah I heard this stupid phrase like 10 times this past hour. I get it. I still don't wanna go. " You cut her off, annoyed.

She shrugs her shoulders and grabs your hand aggressively. "What– Aella you have to let me finish this!" You exclaim angrily.

"No you don't. You've been auditioning on different shows for an hour. Can you just let go for once? Now that you're all famous it's your chance to shine and show that you aren't miserable from the break up." She grips both of your shoulders as she looks down at you since she's slightly taller than you.

"Alright. Fine. When is this stupid influencer get together?" You sigh loudly, pinching your nose between your fingers.

"It's in an hour."

"What?! You want me to go without no clothing options? I have nothing appropriate for this event–" Your rambling continues, but then, you realize Aella wasn't even standing infront of you which makes you pause.

"Where'd you disappear off to?"

When she comes back, in her hand, she has a black dress that had gold straps in the back, and it had a huge slit.

"Since when did you get this?" You slightly gasp at how expensive it looks. There was no way you'd wear this. It'd bring too much attention towards me. That's what you thought.

"Well, let's just say I already knew that I would know how to convince you last minute. So I bought this dress when you were asleep. Guessed your size." She shrugs at her last sentence.

"There is no way I'm wearing this. It's too revealing." You refuse and you walk back to your room to see what you had in your closet.

"I mean its a party. Thats how its supposed to be. And you wouldn't reuse the same dresses, would you?" Her voice trails off and she has a slight smirk on her face.

You knew there was absolutely nothing you could wear to this event, and you know there were going to be much more famous people than you. So If you wore anything from your closet, you would look too under dressed.

You sigh when you find absolutely nothing, and you turn around to look at the dress that was in Aella's hand. You anxiously bite the skin next to your nails and you nod.

A shaky sigh falls from your lips when she squeals and lunges forward to hug you.

"I will make sure you're having the best time of your life!" You nod anxiously at her words.

You probably thought you were going to regret this.

—

Y/N Y/L/N

Liked by chunkz, ohnosharky, 178,013 others

Y/N Y/L/N: @aellasterlings girlfriend took this photo on our balcony! And a really fun fact for you, there was nothing in this wine glass because we were running late.

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aellasterlings: I think I have a crush on you.

^ Y/N Y/L/N: 💋💋

ohnosharky: gorgeous 🙏🏾🙏🏾

^ Y/N Y/L/N: thank you best friend ❤️

^ zqzxmark: I think he's trying to get with her 😭 also why is he talking to her? bro code?

^ kennyswife: just because Niko and y/n weren't seen together recently doesn't mean sharky and y/n's friendship is over and it doesnt mean hes trying to hit on her. Get over yourself.

^User021838: LOL. He just got friendzoned.

betasquadd34slover: she's going to the influencer get together and niko is aswell... omg.

^ y/ny/l/nsbiggestfan: @betasquadd34slover you do know it was never confirmed that they've broken up or fought?

^ betasquadd34slover: we haven't seen them together for WEEKS. it's safe to say they're done for. We all know they're always clingy together, but there's no content of them for literally quite a month.

y/nslover: If niko doesn't want her then I do !

—

You both were running late, but there was nothing wrong with being fashionably late, right?

Your head was resting on your hand as you watch the world go by while you both drive to the location. Whenever silence was filled the room or any place you were in, your mind would always go back to him and his accusations.

"What are you thinking about there?" You were startled when you hear Aella's voice interrupt your thoughts.

"Hm? Nothing." She sends you a side glance to tell you that it wasn't worth lying to her because she already knew.

"Fine. You already know who I'm thinking about. No need for details. It's enough you're forcing me to come with you."

She ignores your last remark, "Who?" She asks as if she had no idea who you were talking about.

"Aella."

"What? I just wanna know the name." She says innocently, though you could catch the small smile on her face.

"Niko." You finally speak and you could feel a huge amount of wind leaving your chest, happy that you finally got his name out of your lips.

You hear her chuckle, "Already knew it. You can't just get over someone who you were clingy with. Its disgustingly cute." She scoffs but in a mocking manner.

You slap her shoulder playfully and you couldn't hide the wide grin on your face whenever someone mentioned Niko.

"Well I don't think him and I will ever be a thing again. He's a prick and doesn't care about me anymore." Your voice is barely audible when you speak, hurt that he hasn't reached out to you.

"You gotta be kidding me, y/n." She looks at you like you were an oblivious girl who had no idea what was going on in the real world. You furrow your eyebrows, confused.

"You are one oblivious girl." You hear her chuckle at her own statement. What did she mean by that?

"Me? Oblivious? He ended things–" You were about to continue your sentence, but you were cut off.

"You did, actually. Well he was wrong for what he did, but you're the one who ended things. And for your information, I am so sure he isn't over you. Like at all. Trust me, he wouldn't let his jealousy control over your relationship with him. He knows better than that." She corrects you, shrugging her shoulder as she makes a turn to find a place where we could park.

You felt like you were left dumbfounded by what she meant. How was she defending him? Aella was never really accepting of any of your ex's. She always defended you, even when you were in the wrong. This had to mean something.

"Come on, let's go." She mumbles and gives me a grin, opening the door as we both leave.

The cold air hit your skin once you left the car, feeling too exposed. You couldn't wait until this night was over.

You began walking to the entrance, but Aella grabs your hand before you walk off, "I got to tell you something, but promise me you won't get mad."

"That sentence alone just gets me mad."

"Just please!"

"Alright fine. I won't get mad."

"Niko and the rest are here." She mumbles all these words together, but you immediately understood what she was trying to say.

"And you didn't even bother to warn me?" You whine. This night couldn't get any worse. The dress, how cold it was, now you had to see Niko there?!

"I told you to not get mad. Also, I found out from your comment section before we left." She says with a small smile to convince you to forgive her.

You sigh deeply and nod, "Alright, whatever. Let's just get this over with."

She intertwines your arm with hers and you start walking but a guard stops the both of you. Before he could even say a thing, Aella shows him the emails. He immediately opens the curtains makes an entrance.

"He didn't even know us. He needs to humble himself." Aella immediately tries to cover your mouth because you were still close to the guard but you couldn't careless.

"Be respectful." She narrows her eyes at you.

When you went inside, immediately the warm air hits you. The least you could say is that you were shocked with the amount of people that were here. You didn't even know there was going to be loud music and partying.

"I already want to leave. I don't like this it's hurting my ears." As you're saying this, Aella pulls you into the crowd and you recognize some influencers, but didn't have time to greet them since Aella was pulling you too fast.

She stops you infront of a bar and gives you a look to indicate what she was trying to tell you. You immediately get the message and shake your head, "I don't drink." You say like it was obvious.

She rolls her eyes at you, "One margarita please."

You awkwardly shift from side to side while you wait for her to get her drink, already getting uncomfortable. You never liked big crowds or a place with too many people, you always felt like everybody was watching you.

And the only person who knew how anxious you'd get in parties like these, was Niko. He'd always wrap his long arms around your waist and give you sweet and comforting words that reassured you it was going to be alright, and the music and the rest of the people that would be around you would fade from your mind. You would just be focused on his sweet words and soothing voice.

The words like, "It'll be okay, baby," or, "Im here. I'll always be here." always made you feel fuzzy from the inside.

His touch would electrify every part of your nerve cells and the feeling of fear from being surrounded by people would fade away.

You were suddenly interrupted from your deep thoughts when you hear a familiar voice, "Hey girl, didn't know you'd be here tonight!"

You turn around to be met with Nella which results a huge smile appearing on your face, "Hey Nells! It was a last minute plan." You shout over the music and she hugs you tightly.

Your genuine smile was on, happy to see a familar face here, "You are so beautiful and outstanding! I love the slit." Nella compliments as she breaks off the hug.

"I could say the same thing to you!" You compliment back. She really was killing it.

"Do you wanna come sit with the rest? We really missed you! I don't want you to be all alone here." Your heart immediately drops and you politely shake your head.

"I'm actually here with my best friend, Aella." You point over to Aella who's back was only shown. She turns around and immediately her smile widens.

"Aella! I didn't know you were here! You both are really pretty girls." Nella compliments as she hugs her, Aella smiling at her welcoming techniques.

"Are you sure you guys don't want to sit with us over there–"

"Well the party just started a few minutes ago. We'll let lose and think about coming over!" Aella says and you could feel your heart beat becoming normal once again, happy that she covered it for you.

"Alright then, I'll see you both around!" You nod politely and immediately Aella begins drinking her margarita.

Knowing that Nella welcomed you like that with open arms means that Niko hadn't told anyone or even disclosed the fact that the both of you haven't been seeing each other at all. Nella wouldn't do this to you on purpose.

"This is going to be a really long night." Aella says.

"You're telling me?" You almost say a little too angrily, but she just shrugs.

"Guess you'll have to see him at some point." She says with a huge grin, and walks off to the crowd. You roll your eyes and follow her.

You were damned if you actually see him.

—

You could feel your mind starting to fade away, all the thoughts you had earlier were vanished. Every little thing that made you worried about tonight, wasn't really there anymore. It was all replaced with happiness and joy.

Now you were in the crowd dancing along with the rhythm while Aella was behind you dancing aswell like there was no tomorrow.

"Enough drinking, you're stumbling everywhere already." You yell over the music and she nods while small giggles fall from her lips.

Confusion slips on me when you hear her laugh, "What? What is it?"

"Look behind you." She slurs a bit of her words, but you still understood the message.

You turn around, confused. You furrow your eyebrows as you try to look where she was looking, and your heart drops when you see Sharky waving and giving you a sign to go to him.

"Fuck. You have to come with me." You tell your best friend and you give her your pleading eyes.

"Not my buisness. Besides, this is just sharky. I don't see Niko there." She smiles.

"Fine. Give me the keys. I'm scared you'll lose them." You demand her and she listens without fighting.

"Have fun!" She sends one of her teasing grins and continues dancing.

"Whatever, Aella. I'll be right back." You shake your head, annoyed.

You push yourself through the crowd and now you were starting to feel your anxious state rising again. The music felt like it was puncturing your heart, and the people that surrounded you made you feel like you were close to being trapped. Once you've made it out of the crowd thankfully, a familiar face appears infront of you.

"y/n!" Sharky says and your smile was so wide it started to hurt, immediately engulfing him in a hug.

"Sharky! God i missed you so much." You say againist his black tee shirt. He wraps his arm around your waist and both your arms are around his neck.

You felt really safe knowing that your own best friend was here tonight. Your eyes are shut as you enjoy this hug, but it opens for a moment.

Your heart drops when you make eye-contact with Niko Omilana, who had his jaw clenched, and a distasteful look that he sent. He had some of the group talking to him, but he seemed to not be interested at all.

Instead, his eyes were on Sharky's every movement and on his arms that were laying your waist a little too comfortably. He finally disconnects the hug and leads you to the group, and you could feel your nerves building up by just how his eyes never leave, it was only focused on you.

It was the first time you've seen Niko since the day that you left his apartment, crying and devastated. The anger inside of you began bubbling once again.

"y/n!"

"I'm glad you made it!"

"That dress is super goals. I can't get over it." Nella says.

"Right. Looks like im stealing your gal for tonight. Sorry Niko." Chunkz jokingly says and you gulp, looking over at Niko for his reaction.

But he doesn't even acknowledge his remark, his eyes were too busy scanning every part of your body. You could pinpoint the hunger and the lust swarming in his eyes.

"Not blaming you at all." You hear sharky from your left say.

Niko glares at him, but he knew he couldn't say anything. You weren't his anymore. And that scared him more than he would admit. He couldn't get over that Sharky had his chance, yet he also couldn't get over the day he let you go just like that and made his jealousy control him. That wasn't like him at all.

You grin at everyone hyping you up, a little flattered, but everything felt a little awkward. You hoped the night would just go smoothly.

"Isn't this the part where Niko and y/n exchange bacteria with their mouths?" Aj genuinely asks and Chunkz nudges his shoulders as he laughs like there was no tomorrow.

"I'm not interested." Niko mumbles loud enough for only you to hear, his eyes never leaving yours.

You felt humiliated as no one noticed what he said to you, but you knew he was trying to mess around. And it absolutely broke you.

You felt mad at how you once loved the man across of you, and now you both weren't a thing anymore. You hated standing across of him and not doing anything about it.

You wanted to do everything to him, kiss him, yell at him, flirt with him, and everything else that falls under the topic.

You hated how this night had to continue just like this. But you knew you had to deal with it.

—

You were sat on a barstool as you didn't have any energy to dance or do anything since you hates crowds and loud music. Afterall, you came for your best friend.

You stand up for a little since you've been sitting for an hour and you move around while looking around. Something catches your eye and it was in instinct to look back, because it looked too familiar.

It was him.

Niko Omilana chatting with a stereotypical blonde, his boyish grin on sight, and one inch was left between their bodies. You could feel your body freeze. What. The. Actual. Fuck.

His eyes was intently observing her blue eyes as if if he took his eyes off of her, she would vanish from the face of the earth. You could feel the exact same feeling that you had felt the day you ended things with him.

You couldn't even get over him. You knew you had to, but it was so difficult. Especially that in your eyes you saw that he had moved on already.

Wasn't I good looking enough for him? Or wasn't my personality in his theme? Did he ever love me? Did this relationship even mean something to him? Did he even care at all?! All of these thoughts ran in your head that you didn't even notice the tear that went down your cheek.

He was laughing so hard he almost couldn't breathe. He's laughing with her. Did I ever have the same effect on him the same way she had an effect on him?

He looks around as he's laughing but it quickly disappears when the same pair of brown eyes that you've grown to love, was staring right back at yours.

He didn't seem to look shocked that you were here observing the entire interaction. Infact, he looked like he already knew that you were watching. He wanted to make you feel miserable.

You were completely wrong about assuming that he might've wanted time to come into conclusion that he was wrong. You felt stupid for always assuming the best.

You felt like you were close to falling apart and right infront of him, so you turn around and mutter an, 'excuse me' to two couples that were making out infront of you. You wanted him to run after you and give you his comforting kisses that he'd give you all around your neck and your face. You wanted the same words that exactly had a huge effect on you like, 'It's all going to be alright, baby.' or, 'It's okay, im here.'

But he didn't care, did he?

As you're pushing yourself through the crowd you could feel hot tears streaming down your face and no one seemed to notice at all.

You finally spot the exit but before you actually leave, someone grabs your arm. Of course, it had to be the person that shattered your heart twice this month.

"Let go off my arm, Niko." You say sternly through gritted teeth and shake your hand off of his grip, exiting out of the party.

Your hands were covering your mouth to stop the sobs, but you just couldn't. Choked sobs were heard and sniffling as you make your way to the car.

"y/n–" He sounded desperate and scared , but that could just be you trying to make everything justified. What if he wanted to follow me to mock me again? What if he wasn't desperate?

You couldn't even tell anything by his voice anymore. You couldn't read him anymore.

You turn around hesitantly, "What do you want?" You voice sounded completely broken up by the way it wavered.

He's about to open his mouth, but was completely silenced when you spoke before he did.

"Do you wanna scoff at my face and disrespect me again?"

"No–"

"Or slam the door to my face?" Your voice wavers and that was it. You reached your breaking point.

"I–" He was cut off with the loud cries that was from you and you cover your face from how humiliated you felt.

"Please don't cry. I don't want you to cry." His voice is hushed like he was also about to start breaking down at any given moment. He cups your face with his large hand and you push it away, looking to the side.

"Why are you even here? You clearly didn't wanna speak to me that day." Your voice breaks and when you finally look at Niko, he had a layer of tears in his eyes.

His mouth is slightly opened but no words whatsoever forms on his mouth. "Don't hate me–" He finally breathes out, but his jaw tightens when he hears you interrupt him.

"Hate you? Niko– you aren't serious are you? I'm deeply affected from what you've done that day and you bring this word into the conversation? What the hell has gotten into you?" You're about to turn around when you hear a sentence that stops you in your tracks.

"I'm really sorry for accusing of such thing. I can't bear the thought of you leaving me. Please, i'm begging you to forgive me." His voice wavers and you could tell that he was trying to hold himself infront of you so you couldn't see him falling apart infront of you.

You stood there for a minute, trying to choose whether to leave or not, but you felt your body heat up when you feel a warm body behind you. Your breath catches when you feel the familar large hands wrap your waist, pulling your closer into his back. The sensation makes a sigh fall from your lips. His touch might've changed everything you were close to deciding.

"I'm sorry, for everything." He says in your ears. You know he didn't even mean it in a way, but it drove you crazy.

You turn around hesitantly, his hands still on youe waist. He clumsily pulls out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and displays it infront of you.

* Forgive me? Ü *

That was what was written on the paper.

"You planned this beforehand?" You ask in shock. He nods genuinely with a worried look. You began laughing so hard, his lips mirrored yours and began laughing aswell.

He wipes the almost dried tears off your cheeks. His eyes were studying each part of your facial features, the way your eyes slightly close as you laugh, and how your cheeks turn into a faint red. God, how he missed it. How he missed you.

When your laughter dies down, there was a comforting silence that lingered in the air. He swallows nervously, and places the piece of paper back in his pocket. "Does that mean we're okay?"

You hum with a slight nod, distracted by how much you missed looking at his face. You noticed that he was staring at your face. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?" You chuckle nervously. For some reason, you felt nervous just standing infront of him. You not even knowing it, he was aswell.

He clears his throat and shakes his head to get him off of the trance, "Nothing um– you're just very pretty. I miss looking at you."

Your lips are slightly parted at the compliment, taken aback by his sudden forwardness. You forgot how much Niko used to always compliment you.

"Come here." He sighs out and you comply without a discussion, his hands wrap around your waist gently and yours around his neck.

After a while, he disconnects the hug and the cold air was replaced with his warmth that fell on your body. You almost frowned at the loss of contact, but it was already made up when he cups your face gently and brings his lips to yours.

You sigh out, you almost forgot how good his warm lips felt good against yours. His hands tug on your hips and brings it closer to his body.

You bite his bottom lip playfully and a whine emits from his throat. He smiles and so do you.

He disconnects the kiss so he could hug you again, his arms that made you feel safe were now back, and you were never more happier. You lean more into him as you wanted any warmth.

"I miss you." He says after a few seconds of silence.

You chuckle, "I miss you too."

"Can we not do this again? It was torture." He whines.

"Are you serious? you're the one who started this. You're a man child." You narrow your eyes at him.

"No I did not. It wasn't me."

"Well it most definitely wasn't me–"

"Shush. Let me enjoy the presence of my girlfriend for a minute." You grin so widely your lips started to hurt. You took the advantage of enjoying his presence aswell and the silence that came along with it.

None of you had to say anything, you just both knew that you both loved each other and nothing would ever separate the both of you.

#beta squad #niko omilana #betasquad #niko omilana imagine #nikoomilana #aj beta squad #aj shabeel #beta squad imagine #chunkz #king kenny #niko x reader #niko #beta squad x reader #beta squad niko #beta squad chunkz #chunkz beta squad #niko omilana x reader

[skinnywalker]

Adolescent attachment (kid RZ Michael Myers x kid male reader) Part 1

TW: homophobic slurs from Mikey's dad, violence, blood, mistreated baby Michael 😔

There is one good thing in this world. Only one reason why Michael got up in the morning. One reason why he put up with this hellish family. One reason why he went to school.

Him.

Micheal's only friend.

He was taller than Michael, meaner and basically his personal guard dog.

"Where'd you get that ugly shit anyway?"

His dad starred at the large new sweater Michael had dawned.

He didn't respond earning a muttered "queer bastard." From his father.

It doesn't matter though. Micheal has tuned out every voice of the people around him. Every voice expect-

"Mikey!"

He turns on the edge of the sidewalk to meet the pair of echoing steps coming towards him.

There he is.

"You walk so damn fast man!"

He looks so pretty when he is flustered for running.

"You like the sweater I made you?"

"Yeah I do. it's really soft."

He smiles.

His smiles always bring a smile to Michael.

The day goes slowly even with it being a Wednesday. Micheal can barely focus on anything else other than the sweater he has been wearing all day.

It's the first birthday gift he got from anyone other than his mom.

The first gift he ever got from a friend.

"Awww what's wrong shitface? You don't like soap?"

Two boys threw soap bottles and their contents at Micheal screaming and laughing. He spit and gaso trying to get the sting mess from his eyes and hair.

He'll show them.

"Micheal needs a strong hand to help him through his urges. He can't keep taking it out on animals. Ms. Myers it's very unsafe."

Micheal could only barely hear them anymore. He knew exactly what he was going to do.

He stood there above the bloody corpse of his former bully.

"Mikey? What are you doing over there?"

Silence.

"Mikey! What's going on-"

He froze starring.

Micheal watches his face carefully for any sign of fear, angry, unhappiness, anything.

"Good riddance."

He takes Micheal's hand and pulls him from the scene towards their sidewalk.

Michael knew he could trust him.

He was Michael's favorite person.

"You sure you can't go trick or treating with me?"

"I don't want to go either but my parents are insisting."

He sighs hugging Micheal tightly

"I'm really sorry mikey."

The walls of the hospital echo with screaming.

"NO! I WANNA SEE HIM! LET ME SEE HIM!"

"Micheal you can never see him again ok! You are dangerous!"

Dr. Loomis held him scratching and biting deep into his arms.

No.

It's not fair.

"You can't see him Micheal."

He doesn't listen.

Micheal will see him again.

Even if it kills the whole damn town.

#rz michael myers x reader #slasher x male reader #slasher x reader #rz michael myers #michael x male reader #rz michael myers x male reader #michael x reader #michael myers x male reader #michael my beloved #michael myers x reader

[mmflvrrs]

CIRCLES || B.H

DESCRIPTION | You and your best friend visit the pool on a hot day in Hawkins. You weren’t expecting to see your ex-boyfriend, Billy working this Friday afternoon.

PAIRING | Billy Hargrove x fem!reader

WARNINGS | Light angst, spitting, oral (f & m receiving), degradation (slut, whore), slight daddy kink, making out, cursing, P and V sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, or else), marking, biting, fingering, rough sex, overstimulation, some fluff, aftercare.

WORD COUNT | 1.72k

DISCLAIMER | THIS WORK IS NOT STOLEN I AM REDOING MY ACCOUNTS INSTEAD OF HAVING ONE MULTIFANDOM ACCOUNT!!!! THIS IS REPOSTED FROM ONE OF MY OWN ACCOUNTED

GIF by fan-ficwriter2000

You and Billy had been on and off for the last few months, but never like this. This felt for real. You had always been going in circles with billy, break up, fuck, get back together, repeat.

You had been moping around for weeks, when your friend Amanda finally drags you to the pull on a day you knew Billy wouldn't be working but, to your surprise Billy was working that Friday afternoon.

"Should we leave?" Amanda asked not wanting you to go back into the funk you had been in the past few weeks.

"No, just ignore him," you sighed leaning back in your chair.

You tried your best to ignore Billy but, you knew that you were still in love with him, and knew that you would always be. He may not have been the nicest but he was the one for you. You both knew it but that never stopped your emotional intimacy issues from getting in the way.

You caught yourself stealing glances at him every chance you got. He only started noticing this now. As he caught your eye he sent you a smirk. That damned smirk.

You immediately looked away vowing not to look again.

"y/n I see the way you keep looking over there..." your friend trailed off, "If you really miss him, go talk to him."

"You don't get it Mands, This break up is different."

"How so?" She questioned. You struggled to answer, you honestly didn't know hot this differed from the others but, you something felt off.

"It just is mands," You sighed looking down once again, "Maybe you were right, maybe we should just go."

You turned to look over at Billy once more, but this time he was already looking at you. You felt like you could melt just from the feeling of him looking up your body.

You returned the gaze, you saw him mouth, 'can we talk please?' as he made a begging motion with his hands. You sighed nodding. "I'll be make mands."

After Billy got Heather to take over life guarding, he made his way over to you.

"What Billy?" You asked standing infront of him.

"I miss you, babe," He said making a pouty face," Why cant we be us again?" He said as he ran his fingers along your arms.

Your breathe hitched feeling heat radiate from your car at the contact, "Billy.."

"I know you miss me," He said whispering your ear leaving a kiss on your neck just below.

"Billy.." You started before he pulled away, interrupting you," Tell me you miss me and I'm yours."

"I miss you Billy," you sighed watching as he smirked.

"Stay til my shift is over?" He asked smiling down at you.

You nodded smiling as you made your way back to your chair.

"Where'd you go?" Mands asked, "You still wanna leave?"

"No, I'm going to stay til closed.." you said not making eye contact with her.

"You sneaky little thing," She said shaking her head," You were with Billy weren't you?"

You sighed and found yourself nodding, once again.

"Well then, I have to be home for dinner, you sure you'll be okay here til closing?"

"Yes, Mands, thanks"

You stayed tanning in the chair until the sun went down. Once Billy finished his closing duties, he came over to you. Sitting beside you on the chair.

"When did you get this?" He asked as he traced the small tattoo that was located on your hip just below your swim suit bottems.

"A few days ago.. I needed a change."

He nodded, "You ready to go?"

"Yeah," You smiled putting a your shirt back on, taking his hand.

You both made your way to his car. As he drove back your apartment, he placed his hand on your thigh, slowly inching it up, once it reached the line of your bathing suit bottoms you realized the growing wetness pooling between yours legs.

"Billy.." you whispered as his fingers slowly dipped below the cloth covering your core.

"God Baby," He groaned, "Your so fucking wet."

He brought his hand out pulling over the car. "Come here baby," He said patting his lap. You kneeled over, straddling his lap. His lips connecting with yours. You were in pure bliss at the feeling of his lips trailing down from yours marking your neck.

"Take this off for me, yeah" Billy said, tugging at the bottom of your shirt. You nodded removing the shirt.

His lips quickly connected with your skin once again. His hands grasped your tits. "God babe, you have such a good rack." You moaned at his words.

"Billy- please!" you needed more the friction of his growing bulge pressing against your core was to much.

"Tell me what you want, baby."

"I want you to touch me," You whispered throwing your head back at the feeling of his lips on continuing their attack on your neck.

"You want me to touch you like the slut, you are?" He asked looking at you like you were something he was going to destroy.

You nodded at his words. His hand slowly traveled down from your tits, to your aching core, His hand dipped below the fabric. He spread the pool of wetness around your clit, rubbing soft circles around the sensitive nub.

"Oh fuck!" you moaned as your hands immediately lacing into his hair. yanking at the roots. He loved the feeling much more than he would admit.

His fingers slipped between your folds and into your throbbing pussy. The feeling of his fingers curling inside of you, lead you to the feeling of preassure building up inside you.

"Fuck, Billy more," You moaned as you began to grind against his fingers.

"Your such a slut, y/n" He laughed at the neediness. "Thats it baby, keep fucking yourself against my fingers like the needy little whore you are."

You were trembling at the amount of pleasure building inside you.

"Oh Billy," You moaned as the pleasure finally released. Your walls tightened around his fingers.

"Fuck y/n, such a good girl for me," He smirked, placing a kiss to his lips.

"Let's finish this back at your place," He smirked, knowing that you wanted him right here and now.

"Billlyy, please baby."

He shook his head smirking, as he moved you back into the spot next to him.

You knew two could play this game. As Billy began to drive home, you placed a hand over his bulge jerking it threw his shorts.

"Y/n..." He warned, looking over at you.

"what?" You asked innocently.

You began to tug the shorts and underwear that were covering his bulge down just enough for his dick to spring up against his stomach. Your hand immediately working it.

"fuck," Billy moaned at the feeling of you working his dick.

"Eyes on the road baby," You smiled innocently as you moved your head towards his aching cock. Your lips meeting the tip leaving a delicate kiss before sucking harshly.

You continued to suck at the tip before pushing your head down, towards the base of his cock. Your eyes watered as the tip hit the back of your throat over and over again.

You felt the car come to a stop as Billy pulled your head up from his cock.

"Your such a whore," He smirked at you.

You made your way into your apartment Billy following close behind. Once you were in your bedroom he didn't waste a second before connecting your lips.

Your bathing suit didn't leave much to the imagination but, Billy tore them off anyway.

"I wanna taste you so, bad baby," He whispered against your lips.

When you felt his warm breathe against your lips you were immediately turned on.

He pushed you onto the bed, kneeling at the edge.

His tongue finding your clit without a second to spare. His arms held your legs down, as he continued to lick at your clit.

He continued licking at your clit, the pleasure nearly unbearable.

"Fuck daddy- please!" you moaned at the continuous pleasure.

He stopped after hearing what you said, "what did you just say?" He questioned.

"Billy-" You too just realized what you had said, you had talked about the pet name before but this was the first time you had used it.

"You little slut." He smirked, hovering over you, "You want me to make you a mommy?" He questioned leaning down to mark your neck once again.

He didn't give you the chance to say anything before he plunged his cock deep inside of you.

"fuck- billy" You moaned out as your hands clawed at his back. He was pounding into you harder than ever before.

"Since you wanna be a slut, I'm gonna fuck you like one," He said moving his hand to rub your clit as his cock continuously rubbed against your g-spot.

"Isn't that right baby? You wanna be my little slut," He said forcing you to look him in the eyes.

"mhmmm," you said, at the pleasure building up inside you.

"cum for me slut," Billy demanded as he rubbed at your clit faster.

You obliged at the command as you came unraveled around him. He continued to fuck you as you rode out your high.

He continued to fuck you until he cam inside you, "fuck." He threw his head back continuing to plunge into you riding out his high.

He pulled out laying beside you, "God, baby I missed you." He said placing a delicate kiss to your lips.

"I missed you too," you smiled.

"Let me clean you up," He said, running to the bathroom to get a damp cloth.

He came back wiping you bottom half, before getting you a shirt and panties to change into. He slipped back on his underwear and returned next to you into the bed.

You snuggled into him laying against his chest. "Billy.." you said as you ran your fingers along his chest, "Yes?"

"I'm sorry I broke up with you," you said looking up at him, "I let my anxiety get to me," you sighed continuing to trace shapes along his chest.

"Baby, I promise, you're the one for me," He said kissing your forehead and pulling you closer.

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargove imagine #starnger things #stranger things imagine #stranger things imagines #stranger things masterlist #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove x you #billy hargrove fluff #billy hargrove one shot #billy hargove x fem!reader #billy hargrove smut #stranger things smut #stranger things season three #stranger things season two

[empressgetou]

A LIFETIME

shinichiro x girlfriend reader

at the age of 25, shinichiro still feels like a highschooler whenever he's around y/n. he gets shy by the thought of her and sweats like buckets when she's near him. can y/n really blame him though, she is his greatest love or what he says.

today, however is just a bit extra for shin, he had thought about it for days. he thinks it's finally time for him to man up finally and propose to his one true love after all these years of being a wimp.

he couldn't even understand himself why he still feels this way towards her, they have known each other when they were still little kids and yet his feelings is just as the way it was since then. he was just too whipped.

it was any normal day in highschool, shin with his 3 trusted friends and y/n currently having their lunch at the rooftop.

"i'm definitely gonna ask that girl on a date in the other class." shin decided to break the glass earning snickers from his friends while y/n just listened to their conversation.

"that's literally the 20th girl you've tried to date over our highschool years. there's no way she's even going to talk to you." waka jumps into conclusion.

"one more strike and you're out man." takeomi added.

"graduation is just around the corner shin, who knows maybe after this, that girl s'gonna go somewhere far away or something, you never know." benkei reasoned.

"somewhere far away from him that's for sure." again, waka teased his friend and they all laughed again earning a pout from their leader.

"yeah, you laugh your hearts out idiots. i'm gonna be laughing at your face once she says yes. and besides i'm pretty confident about this one. just the other day, i saw a letter at my locker and i tell you man, she was their looking at me holding the letter. i'm sure it was her." that made y/n stiffened but pretended to be normal still eating her lunch.

"just because you saw her doesn't mean it was actually her who wrote you the letter."

"besides since when did you get letters anyway???"

"you guys are too much for me. leave a man and his future love blossom be alright? and duh it's not only you who receives letter waka!"

"so, where'd ya wanna go after shin?"

"ahh... sorry y/n i thought well maybe you should go home first?"

"hmm, why– oh you guys having a meeting? i could wait for you."

"uhmm actually i was going to meet maya, you're classmate, who sent me letters, you remember?"

yeah, no that wasn't maya who sent the letters. she thought.

little to shinichiro's knowing, those letters were actually from y/n. well y/n isn't going to tell him that sooner, she just recently realized that she have feelings for his best friend. for years of being in denial, she finally accepted how she truly feels. but like an idiot he is, he thought it was someone else's letter of confession for him.

"uhuh yeah that girl hehe. okay, i'll see you later?"

"uhmm then after that i'm also having a meeting with the guys, sooo tomorrow?" he sheepishly said rubbing the back of his neck.

"oh yeah it's cool. it's the weekend anyway, i'll bring dorayaki for manjirou." she says sweetly and bid her goodbyes.

"you can take care of yourself on the way home right?" he asked worriedly and catches up to her holding her elbows that sparked her heart with the sudden touch.

"mmm yeah, i'll be fine. s'not like i'm gonna get in trouble while walking or anything." they both laughed.

"sure. i'll see you tomorrow. text me when you got home, sweet!"

"i will! and tell me all about your date after!"

y/n went to get ice cream before she sulked into her bedroom at home and when she's about to turn into their street she heard some thugs calling out to her.

"hey you!" she whipped her head to where the noises of bikes came from.

"you're with that black dragons leader?" asked the man who seems to be annoyed and is with a few bunch of men behind him giving lustful looks that made y/n cringe at that sight.

is he tryin to insult me? if i were shin's girlfriend, i wouldve cried myself out every time. she thought pasting an annoyed look to the guy.

"yeah no, if i were, i would've told everybody i met on the streets"

"fiesty one eh, boys? that's what we like, a little challenge." they all snickered.

she was about to go on her way when she was pulled back suddenly by the man making her look up to him.

"it's best if you release me before i do something unbearable to you." making her glare at him and made the men bursted into laughter as if they were being threatened by a kitten.

he was about tighten his grip onto her when a loud roar of engine was heard and stopped right in front of them.

she saw a familiarity of the wheels and a figure of a man, who looks exactly like her in male version, got out of it making her sigh thinking it'll be a full of scolding later back at their home.

"why don't you scumbags scram before i crack your heads?"

the man holding the woman seemed to saw the tattoo by the neck of the man who just parked.

"it's a red spider lily gang." whispered the other men at the back.

"let's go." he unhanded his grip onto the woman and ran to his bike and drove away without looking back.

when they were out of sight y/n look back at him again only to see meet his glare towards her.

"get in the car." said the man, his brother called out and without any other word she went inside and went home.

the next day, y/n found herself walking up to her neighbors house. holding a few snacks which is mostly dorayaki and few strawberry flavored juices for the kids, specially mikey since he's a hungry kid.

stepping up inside their gates she heard a few voices by the dojo hall, she then went straight ahead and jirou, keisuke, and emma already seeing her figure making them shout.

"y/n you're here!"

"hiii y/n!"

"y/n did you bring dorayaki?"

she smiled and greeted the kids back as well as grampa who is busy teaching the other kids.

"is shin here?" she asked curiously not seeing the teen inside the dojo.

"he's probably in the garage again ditching my class." grampa grumbled.

she bid them goodbye as soon as possible since she doesn't want to bother their class and went to the garage. nearing the location she can already hear a frustrated clanking of the tools.

"keep that up and you're gonna ruin it." her sudden voice was heard making shin jump to surprise and whipping his head at the back making y/n giggle.

ah that laugh. he thought.

"watcha doing?" leaning to his side a little too close making shinichiro a but weird to his feeling.

"a-ah. you know just tampering here and there hehe." rubbing his nape

"or maybe sulking?" she teases.

"hey! yesterday was actually embarrassing you know! she told me it wasn't even her who sent me those letters."

"maybe because it was actually another person and you just assumed it was her." she suggested.

silence.

"are you suggesting that you knew who sent me those?"

"well i kinda have an idea who might be."

he stopped working and raises his head towards her urging her to continue.

"it was. it was me." she whispered so quietly just enough for the both of them could hear.

and now 7 years have gone by and shinichiro and y/n's relationship had never been better. emma, baji, and manjirou are already in highschool and has formed a gang, and their friends come by at their house every time.

he also met izana along the way and convinced him to stay and is now living with them for almost 3 years now. shin already retired from being a black dragon's leader but is still famous and well respected around. he already put up his motorcycle shop just around the block and is doing pretty good.

shinichiro would initiate to have a day out or a trip to the beach once every month and ends up everyone going with them. the girls are pretty close with y/n considering the girls either don't have an older sister, is the only girl or the youngest in their families. the boys too are head over heels for her making shin envy most of the time since she give attention more to the high school kids rather than him.

it's true that it was stressing managing to have a day out since y/n has to take care of some babies with him (mainly shinichiro ft. manjirou and izana bantering every now and then) but at the end of the day she would be looking at them happily and delightedly since they get to bond with everyone.

now back to their house, everyone is excited. emma and hinata are in charge of the food in the kitchen. yuzuha, senju, luna, and mana on the decorations.

mitsuya and draken on the grill outside and the others are just being a nuisance honestly. rindou on the other side of the house preparing for the music to be played later while his brother and their friends tryna distract him.

takeomi, waka, and benkei already started their drinking session but not too much for them to get drunk for later's main event.

shinichiro already instructed baji and was on his was to fetch y/n from the mall around 10 minutes ago. baji was told to act as if izana and mikey fighting again and ruined their beloved kitchen that made y/n worry.

shin looking at his surrounding seeing everyone having fun and getting ready for everything they needed swells his heart. he had been preparing for her birthday, he wouldn't let anything ruin this perfect day now. all he has to do now is actually prepare himself.

hearing a loud roar of engine signals baji and y/n's arrival making everyone stop what they were doing and going into their places switching off all the lights.

manjirou and izana can be seen outside because of the moon's shining, holding each others neck as if they were to kill each other at any point.

"guys seriously, i don't wanna deal with this right now. why don't we head inside and sort this out." y/n already annoyed and separated the two and proceeds inside the house.

darkness was the first thing she sees and nagged the three boys again.

"if the kitchen were burning why did you actually even bother to switch the light off and where's grampa?" already smelling the burnt food that emma had to prepare to make it believable.

she was about to flip the switch on when they all shouted.

"happy birthday y/n!!!"

"surprise!!!"

shock was all over her face and before she could utter a word, luna and mana already walking towards her with a cake in their hands that says, "happy birthday and congratulations y/n and shin!" that made her confused.

"huh?" looking around for her lover who was already kneeling behind her. surprised and her eyes are on the verge of tears at this point.

"make sure you make it short! we're already starving here!" manjirou butted in that made everyone laughing while shinichiro just ignored not letting him ruin his mood and proceeded his speech.

"to be honest, i'm really nervous that i already forgot what was i supposed to say here." staring into her eyes that earned a few chuckle from her and the others.

"y/n i never would've thought that my best friend since i was a kid would end up being my girlfriend as of today. i was always looking for a missing piece not knowing it was you all along that completes me. i'm thankful for you, for being there for me, by my side, supporting me, and helping me whenever i need. for always patching me up whenever i'm covered in bruises, but you scolding me is much more painful than those bruises i earned. y/n you are the love of my life, and because of you, you made my life a living fairy tale in this world full of nightmares and i'm talking about those two boys." he stopped for a moment and looked at his two brothers and they all snickered.

"y/n i promise to love you a bit more every single day of my life and take care of you and our family. it sounds cliché, but i want to spend the rest of my sunrise and sunsets with you, if you'd let me... y/n, sweetheart, the love of my life. will you mar-"

"yess!!! oh my god yesss!!" she hugged him while he was still kneeling making them plop down.

"you didn't even let me finished" they both laughed.

"i couldn't wait any longer. i will marry you shin." she smiled so sweetly and shinichiro insert the ring that fitted perfectly into her finger.

everyone clapped, shouted congratulations to the couple and confetti's popped all over the places. she look all over the place and saw grandpa sano and y/n's family in the back also mingling and clapping for both of them.

the three teenage sano's went forward and hugged them both tight congratulating and teasing their older brother making y/n laughed.

they both sure do have a lifetime to spend this fairy tale of a life with their little nightmares.

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