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singmyaubade · 9 months

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The Girl We Love

Poly!Marauders x Female!Reader

A/N: Hello! Long time no see; this came to me out of nowhere, and I just wrote it off the top of my head; I hope you enjoy it! <3 P.S. I have no idea what to think about this story.

Summary: Can all of them handle loving you at the same time?

Warning: Containing cursing, soon-to-be-smut, etc... Viewer discretion is advised.

The boys were enjoying their summer, basking in the hot sun and the chance to go in the pool anytime they wanted. Although it was just Remus, Sirius, and James, that was all they needed. Unfortunately, Peter was in France, but 3/4 Marauders was better than none.

"James, Sirius!" Euphemia yelled as James and Sirius groaned, not wanting to go downstairs due to their laziness, "I know you boys can hear me, and I am giving you five seconds," She yelled louder as the two boys looked at each other in fear as they both lunged to the door, James pushing Sirius into the wall.

"5..4...3.." The boys had rushed downstairs before two to see their Euphemia setting the dining room, "Why is Remus the only helpful boy in this house?" Euphemia huffed as Remus set down the dishes.

James ignored her, noticing the fancy table mats she would only bring out when people came over, "Uh, Mum, what's going on?" James asked, scratching his head, confused.

"Yeah, we never use this table unless James forgot he's human instead of dog," Sirius joked as James smacked him in his stomach, earning a groan.

Euphemia sighed, "Ms. L/N and Y/N are coming for dinner," She answered, setting the plates over the tablecloths.

James's mother and your mother were best friends, practically inseparable when you all were younger. Even when they didn't see each other, James would see her writing letters to your mom.

"Why?" James asked as Euphemia glared at him, "I just mean that we haven't seen her in so long, like since we were like thirteen,"

"You mean when you all would rough house and were into wrestling and Quidditch?" Euphemia hummed.

"The good old days," Sirius added, looking up in dramatics.

"Yeah, when you would tackle her and throw mud on us all," Remus muttered.

"Um yeah?" Sirius responded, "The good old days!"

Having you over was like having another brother around when it came to James. You always loved watching Quidditch and would yell with him when your favorite team won, chest-bumping each other.

You would always dress like the Marauders, wear whatever trend they were following, and play with whatever toys seemed remarkable to them.

You all ate like absolute slobs, and Euphemia and your mother would constantly reprimand all of you, but you didn't care because if you all did it, it was incredible.

When your parents divorced and you went to France with your Father, they all hadn't realized the switch in your presence as much. They would mention you sometimes but would only give it a short conversation. They were just kids; They didn't know much until later.

"This might be nice, you know?" Sirius said, "We haven't seen Y/N in so long, and I do miss having another one of the guys in the house," Sirius wrapped his arm around James's shoulders.

"Y/N is a girl," Remus corrected.

"You know what I mean," Sirius said, sitting in his seat.

"Wonder if she still plays Quidditch," James added, sitting beside Sirius.

"Can't wait to kick her arse in it," Sirius said, putting his hands together tauntingly.

Euphemia shushed them, "Enough of this talk, they should be arriving any minute now, and I expect the most from all of you," She tsked, moving near the door.

"She's talking about you two," Remus said, smirking.

"Oh shove it, Moony, you aren't a saint," James teased.

"Yeah, we know of your unspeakable acts in the bedroom," Sirius joked, winking at Remus as he bit his tongue.

James could hear voices from the front door as you stepped into view, hugging Euphemia, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing; none of them could.

Of course, you were different; the years did you well, but your hair grew past your shoulders, not the usual bob. You were wearing a lavender dress, a step away from your tomboy outfits. From what he remembered about you, your nails were painted in your favorite color, and you no longer wore a retainer everywhere you went.

Your dress hugged your waist perfectly, and none of the Marauders were perverts, but none of them could hide the fact that they were staring at you.

You looked at them with a grin, going over to James first as he stood up from his chair like a statue, "Jamesy!" You squeaked, the childhood nickname sounding different now.

You embraced him in a tight hug, your boobs pressing against his chest as he grew flustered. You pulled back, looking at him, "I missed you so much," You excitedly said, returning for a hug.

James could feel how soft your skin was, like a rose petal coated in shea butter. He had never felt something so gentle in his entire life like it wasn't real.

Once James squeezed you back, you moved over to Sirius, giving him a tight hug. His hands stayed on your back as your lips were on his neck accidentally. Sirius was never the type to blush, but somehow, you succeeded.

Sirius could smell home when he was near you, like cinnamon and hot chocolate, like a long day of Quidditch on the grass and Euphemia giving him a cold glass of Butterbeer kind of touch.

You pulled back, giving him a smile instead of words because moving over to Remus, pecking him on the cheek, and moving to a hug, "Remsy, long time no see," You giggled, giving him a hug as he smiled, trying not to let his thoughts get to him.

Remus could feel your happiness like sunlight as if it was glowing. When he hugged you, he felt happy like never before; it made him forget every stormy night or memory.

They all could feel your presence like a lightning bolt with each embrace, and it was hard to hide when you were up against them.

Euphemia and your mother were still chatting at the door, so you decided to talk with them about their social life as much as possible.

"I missed all of you so much," You cheesily said, sitting across from them all, "Please tell me how all of you have been," You looked at Sirius first.

You had developed a slight French accent, but only people would notice if they genuinely heard you.

Both Remus and James side-eyed Sirius, who looked shellshocked, "Well, I've just been focusing on school since graduation and just been enjoying summer," He awkwardly laughed, not knowing what to say, "I made Quidditch Co-captain with James,"

Your mouth fell open, "Oh my god, I am so proud of you guys; congratulations," You said happily.

"Thank you," James and Sirius said in unison as you laughed.

"What about you, James?" You asked, looking at him.

"I've been focusing on Quidditch and maybe becoming an Auror in the future when I'm done with my Quidditch career," James responded.

"I remember you always talking about being an Auror; I'm glad you still want to do it," You responded kindly, "What about you, Remus?" You looked at him.

"I've been focusing on becoming a healer or professor since I enjoy helping others," He said as you beamed.

"Well, considering you did help me when I cut my knee on the concrete when we were ten, I would say you are perfectly trained," You joked as Remus grinned.

"What about you, Y/N? What have you been up to?" James asked.

"Well, I hope to become a journalist or a write since it is a dream, but I was going to move back to London with my boyfriend," You said as all of the boys mentally punched themselves, "But then he cheated on me so I might just be alone," You said as the boys grinned from ear to ear.

"Yes!" Sirius said as you raised an eyebrow, "Yes, what an awful thing for him to do; I am so sorry, Y/N," Sirius said.

"Agreed, he must be a bloody fool," Remus added.

"I'm glad he's out of your life," James said, "Uh because, he's a horrible person,"

"Thank you, guys; I am glad I found out before I moved with him here," You said with relief.

Your mother and Euphemia approached the table, your mother sitting next to you and Euphemia sitting across, "I apologize, Fleamont couldn't attend; he has business matters in Rome," Euphemia said in a sweet voice.

"That man always focuses on business," Your mother tsked as Euphemia smiled before your mother looked at the three boys, "Oh my, how you guys have grown," She smiled dearly.

"You don't look like a day over twenty, Ms. L/N," Sirius winked as Remus elbowed him, causing the air to fall out of his lungs.

"Why thank you, dear," Your mother said genuinely as Euphemia glared at Sirius.

"First course is ready!" Minnie said, snapping her fingers to a variety of foods. Your eyes shot in amazement at the different dishes, even some being French.

"Thank you, Minnie," Euphemia said, nodding to the elf as Minnie bowed, disappearing.

"Y/n, how have your studies been at Beaubaxtons?" Euphemia asked, grabbing some potatoes.

"Delightful," You responded, "I know that it seems like a reform school for young girls, but I actually do enjoy it there, and we always watch Quidditch, surprisingly," You said as Euphemia grinned, "I do wish we had our own team though, I would love to play,"

"I'll play with you, Y/N," James said as the table looked at him, "If you ever need a partner," He whispered, digging into his chicken.

You cheerfully looked at him, "I would love to,"

James smiled to himself as Sirius side-eyed James, "And if you ever need another partner, I am here as well," Sirius added, making James kick him from under the table.

"Thank you, Sirius, I would love that as well," You said, still smiling.

Euphemia noticed the two boys rolling her eyes, "And your mother has told me you enjoy reading; Remus might know a thing or two about that," She said.

"I've needed a reading partner. The girls at Beaubaxton read, but they don't have much variety," You chuckled.

"Well, I can assure you that I do," Remus jokingly said as both James and Sirius glared at him, causing Remus to clear his throat.

"That's great! Considering I will be staying here, that sounds incredible," You said as James nearly spit out his dragon fruit juice.

"The cat seems out of the bag," Your mother said, eating another piece of meat.

"Oh, I apologize; you hadn't told them?" You said, looking at Euphemia.

"Not yet," Euphemia said with a slight smile, "Y/N and her mother will be staying with us for the summer,"

They all felt like they were in a dream that felt like reality; Sirius was close to pinching himself.

If they were thirteen again, they probably would've considered this a chance to have another Peter around, but now, it was entirely different.

You were sweet, still enjoyed Quidditch, and read while being entirely yourself.

You were like a dream.

"Trust me, they are all excited," Euphemia told you as the boys snapped out of the trance.

"That sounds amazi-" Remus started.

"I am so glad-" Sirius beginning.

"I can't wait to-"

They all said simultaneously, making you giggle, "I am excited too."

From then on, the conversations were light with laughs and banter, moving through the courses until Euphemia decided that all the kids needed to go to bed, to which James and Sirius protested.

They were all instructed to guide you to your room, to which you followed them up the stairs until they led you to a room with lavender walls and blue and white bedding.

You stopped them at the door, grinning ear to ear at the room, "Thank you all for leading me to my room," You said as they all said you were welcome at the same time.

You giggled, "I missed you guys so much," You said, hugging all of their tall figures with a kiss on each of their cheeks, "Goodnight, I will see you tomorrow,"

They all stuttered a goodnight as you closed the door.

And the Marauders didn't know they could ever want something so wrong.

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amortentiainmyfirewhiskey · 1 year

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draco malfoy x hufflepuff reader

Description: Hi! I love your works! Can I request a fic of Draco x female hufflepuff reader where she is super outgoing and always nice to everyone? she’s also super smart! she is bullied by most of the slytherins (but not draco). draco and her don’t talk a lot, but they sometimes partner up for school projects and he’s nice to her. he is ignoring her bc he doesn’t know how to deal with the fact that he likes her, and she is super upset and is sad and self conscious and he notices and realizes that’s it’s his fault and fixes it?

Word Count: +1.2k

For: @spencerreidisbootiful

Draco perked up when he saw a head of (y/h/c) and a black and yellow tie enter the charms classroom, she was late. She was never late. You apologized profusely to Flitwick who waved his hand at you, telling you it was fine and that you could take your seat.

You plopped down beside Draco and put your head down on the dark oak table, “ Ugh,” you groaned.

Draco raised a neat pale brow but didn’t say anything until everyone began practicing the charm ,” Why were you late?” he asked pulling his wand out of his robes, “ You weren’t in the bathroom were you?”

You scoffed at his rude implication, “ No, Draco,” you said reprovingly, “ I was just late, that’s all,”

Draco looked you over and said nothing more about it.

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It was two days later and once again you were late. Draco felt his heart sink the slightest bit, sensing something was wrong he interrogated you as soon as you entered the classroom, “ Where the hell were you this time?” he hissed quietly as they were supposed to be reading.

Your (e/c) eyes hardend and you pursed your lips, “ I was just late again, that’s all,”

“ Oh, horseshite, “ he snapped back.

You said nothing more and carried on with your assignment.

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It was after class now and Draco watched you leave your last class, silently admiring how your hair glittered in the afternoon rays of the sun. You laughed at something a friend said and a small but genuine smile graced Draco’s face, maybe there wasn’t anything wrong.

He didn’t know (y/n) very well, they only sat by each other in Charms but he had grown quite fond of her. Draco had known who you were, you were rather popular and outgoing so most people did.

You used to annoy him horribly just because of how nice you were. He had concluded it was all fake but now he knew it to be genuine, which freaked him out more.

You didn’t seem to have a care in the world.

Later at dinner, Draco sat beside Blaise Zabini who was taking sips of pumpkin juice while reading the evening prophet, “ Zabini?�� he asked.

The handsome boy merely hummed in acknowledgement without so much as turning to look at him.

“ What do you know about (y/n) (y/l/n?”

Zabini’s focus wavered and he set down the prophet and sent Draco a confused look , “ You meaning that overly peppy girl? What you trying to shag her?”

The image of being intimate with (y/n) made Draco’s pale face turn pink, “ No you idiot, Merlin never mind!” Draco shot up and practically ran from the dining hall and back to the Slytherin dorms.

He went into his down and flopped down on his bed and stared at the ceiling of his canopy bed, why the hell did he feel like this? Why was his stomach bubbling and why were his cheeks burning. His heart was racing and his palms sweating. Why did what Blaise said embarrass him that much-?

Oh.

Oh no.

Draco jumped out of bed and began pacing around his dorm, what was he going to do? He had to do something, right? He couldn’t fancy her, he was Draco bloody Malfoy, and she was just some half-blood in Hufflepuff!

That night Draco lay wide awake contemplating his plan for the next day and how he would get rid of this unwanted crush. He decided to just ignore it, that seemed simple enough, right?

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You came in late once again and you looked to Draco, waiting for his questions but they never came. The Slytherin stared straight ahead, not even looking in your direction.

You sent him a questioning look but ignored it.

Later in class you asked him how his day was going and there was no response, you figured he didn’t hear you so you said it louder, and again there was nothing.

You expected this from the other Slytherins, but not Draco. You felt a dull pain in your heart and swallowed the lump rising in your throat. You weren’t sure wahy you were on the brink of tears. People had done worse than this to you, they practically still do torment you.

But their taunts felt like nothing compared to this silent treatment.

“ What did I do?” you asked at last.

No response.

When the bell rang you flew past Draco who hadn’t even left his seat. You were out the door before he could blink. He felt the unfamiliar sensation of guilt coil in his stomach and the next thing he knew, he was following you.

Draco made it just in time to see the tail end of you turn down a corridor. He pursued you, trying to think of what he was going to say, or how he was going to explain. He just knew he couldn’t tell you the truth, he couldn’t even believe it himself.

His shoes slapped against the flagstone floors as he tried to find you, but after a little over fifteen minutes he gave up. At least he knew he’d see you when you left Transfiguration in a few hours.

It was his study hall so he headed toward the library when he heard a group of boys roaring with laughter. He didn’t pay it much mind, it wasn’t uncommon to hear students horsing around in the halls.

When he rounded the corner his stomach dropped through the floor.

It was you, surrounded by five of his housemates.

“ Aw, did we make you cry, Puff?” sneered Anthony Stone.

Your fists clenched beside you and you stood tall, “ Shove off! I can only stand you lot once a day, why break the routine now, huh?”

The boys laughed once again, “ You think you’re so big and bad? Show us what you can do, bitch!” said one of them shoving your shoulder.

He noticed the way you tensed up but nevertheless you shoved his hand off you. He recognized your wand in Avery’s hand and he took that split second to admire your courage. Five creepy ass blokes against one tough, but practically defenseless girl.

Draco managed to awake from his stupor and in an instant he felt blood rush to his ears and his heart hammer against his chest, “ Oy!” he hollered.

The boys looked up just as Draco sent a flurry of hexes their way, not giving a rat ass they would run off and tell their other housemates about him defending a half-blood. Merlin he could already hear the howler.

The group of Slytherins screamed as sharp pins poked them on the bum as they ran down the corridor, eventually fading from view.

You blinked with a dumbfounded but horrified look, “ I-,”

“ Why the hell didn’t you tell me?” snapped Draco, “ I could have done something about-,”

“ Why would you?” you asked incredulously.

“ Because I-!” he stopped himself, he couldn’t finish the sentence. They stayed in awkward silence for a moment, barely a foot apart and staring at one another.

“ Because?” you asked softly, a (y/s/t) hand reaching out to touch his forearm. Your (y/e/c) had his insides melting and your hopeful face obliterated him, what did he do?

“ Because... that’s what friends are for?” he said like he was unsure himself.

You couldn’t help but giggle and step a little bit closer, “ Draco?” you hummed.

“ Er yeah?”

You smiled, “ For once in your life shut the hell up,”

That was all it took for the blond to swoop down and kiss you.

#draco x reader #draco x reader fluff #draco malfoy x reader #draco fluff #draco malfoy fluff

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kichiyosh1 · 11 months

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Deceitful youth

Modern au! scaramouche x f! reader

w//: yandere themes, suggestive, cross-dressing, obsession, photographs of you and your stolen things

summary: When you finally transfer to an all girls school, he was left with no choice but to take on a false female identity. Just so he wouldn't have to be separated from you, he'd do anything.

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He was obsessed with you from the start.

That day in grade school when you found him playing alone in a corner and you came to offer your hand out for him to take, inviting him to play with the other kids with a cheery smile on your face.

"It must be boring playing there by yourself, come on! i'll introduce you to the others!"

He only stared at your outstretched hand, before looking back up to meet your eyes, his eyebrows drooping before he averted his gaze a few seconds after.

"I don't like playing with the other kids, they think i'm weird..."

"What do they think they're talking about? there's nothing wrong with being weird! I mean, i think i'm weird, but there's nothing wrong with me, see?" you then proceeded to flail your arms out in the air, thinking that'd somehow convince him of your point.

'nope, there's definitely something wrong with you' he wanted to say, but he decided ignoring you would be the best course of action. Unfortunately, you weren't going to let him.

"Let me play with you then! whether if you're called weird or not, I dont mind, because you're definitely much cooler looking than the other kids!"

Cool? you think he was cool? better than the other kids even? he went silent after that, a little too flustered to say anything, but didn't make a move to pull his hand out of your grasp as you led him to who knows where.

if only those times with you could've lasted longer

As time went on you became more distant with the people around you, especially when it came to the opposite sex. He knew what your reasons were, you had told him before you decided to cut all ties.

"My mom... doesn't like the idea of me hanging around with other people, especially boys for some reason. Ah, it's not that I don't like hanging out with you! but, I'm really sorry."

Despite this, that didn't stop his on growing obsession for you. From grade school all the way to high school, he was content knowing you were still in the same school as him. Even if he had to keep a good distance away as to not scare you off. How his fingers nails would dig deep into the wood of the outdoor table when he sees you all buddy, buddy with your friend group, and to no ones surprise, only consisted of girls.

Your mother really did engrave it in your brain, the 'all men are evil' kind of saying, annoyingly enough. The way your face would deflate whenever a guy would walk by a little too close to you. Seeing you fear other guys brought a strange feeling of delight and relief to him. The chances of you getting a boyfriend was beyond negative and non-existent.

Maybe your mother wasn't all that crazy and weird after all. It's true, had it been anyone else, any other guy, they were undeserving of your time and attention. Who knows how they would have treated you, but not him, because only he could treat you right.

You had befriended him first, and in return he will continue to watch over you, as the loving boyfriend you didn't know you had and needed.

So why.

Why did you leave?

"It's been a week since [y/n] transferred to that all girls school."

A week? he's surprised he hasn't spiraled yet into madness.

"Tsk, she thinks she's better than us that she can just up and leave like that?"

'Annoying wench, of course she's better than you, in fact, you're not even close to her league'

"Man, good thing I'm a guy, If I wasn't I'd probably be there too."

'ugh, nobody's forcing you, who the hell cares what—'

he nearly choked

eyes bloodshot when he scanned the room, his bedroom. Why was he here? shouldn't he be in school? Wait, you didn't attend the same school as him anymore, so what even was the point of going?

He layed there with his arm over his forehead, his eyes devoid of any light, the same ones that were present whenever you'd step into a room.

If only he could follow you, he would, but how? If only the world would bend down to his wants, and rules be damned when it came to you. He zoned out the knocking at his door, faintly hearing the jingling of keys when his sister stepped into the room.

"Really? getting all worked up because of some girl that you can't even bother with your attendance anymore?" Raiden Mei, better than being scolded by his mother atleast.

"You're trespassing." said in such a robotic and raspy voice, his glare was received unfazed by mei. "Relax, I've got today off so I decided to be the oh so kind sister that I am and do everyone's laundry. Unless you want to continue living like the hermit that you are under all this pile of trash." He didn't bother replying, and neither did mei want to continue the conversation further, so silence enveloped the room as she rummaged through the pile of clothes that were on the floor.

but something caught her eye, at the foot of the heep was a pretty [f/c] t-shirt that had obviously no business being there. "This-","Don't touch that!" the grip he had on her was inhumane, he hovered above her with a look that clearly said 'don't'. Despite the burning sensation on her wrist, there wasn't a single sign of discomfort shown, instead it was disgust.

"So not only are you a creep," Her eyes wandered to the many pictures of you he had on his wall, she tried to the best of her ability to ignore whenever entering his room, "you're a thief too." She jerked her hand out of his grasp, leaving the t-shirt alone before quickly finishing up collecting his dirty clothes.

"Mind your own damn business","if it would make you feel any better, mom thought you were gonna be a girl, atleast she hoped you would be."

she rested her hand on the doorknob, pausing for a moment, causing scaramouche to raise a brow. "and that's going to help me feel better, how?"

"maybe if she continued believing you were a girl, maybe you would have been, if that came to be then i guess you would have been able to follow her." His breath hitched, the cogs in his head finally starting to turn.

The door to his room was already closed when mei let out a sigh, 'Could have been blessed with a sister, but I've been cursed to have this gremlin for a brother' she'd be lying if she said she wasn't concerned, whether if it was for you or for him, that was none of her buisness.

"poor girl".

Back in his room, he was already plotting what he'd do next. The answer was so obvious, so easy for him to achieve, that he's wondering why he hasn't thought of it sooner.

"Being a girl, huh," it wasn't impossible for him to do, he already has feminine features, as he wasn't blessed with a muscular body. He knows how to do make-up, and it would probably be best if he wore a wig to add on to his girly appearance. He'd need to change his wardrobe too, he'll have to do a little bit of research on what girls usually wear depending on what occasion. He's not worried about changing his identity, he's had experience before when making fake accounts and id's. The transfer won't be a problem, he can use his mother's connections to get him in, quite the convenience. You probably already forgot about him, as much as it hurts to say, but it's for the best so you won't be able to recognise him.

He's already getting lightheaded at the idea, giggling to himself imagining all the things he could get away with. Visiting your room wouldn't be weird, sleepovers? he gets to sleep next to you? he's shaking at the idea. Maybe even borrow each other's things, make-up, clothes, food? If you saw him as a girl then you wouldn't have to be afraid of him. It wouldn't be weird if he got all touchy with you, I mean your friends do it all the time, right?

something was starting to rise between his legs, he cringed at the motion. He better keep that in check if he doesn't want his secret to be revealed once he gets close to you.

He's sighing dreamily, his hand going over the framed photo he has of you on his desk. It was the one his mother took when the both of you were still in grade school.

"My [y/n], my darling [y/n]." His gaze softened at the idea of finally being close to you, once again.

"Let's start over."

pt.2?

#kunikuzushi #kunikuzushi x reader #wanderer x reader #wanderer #kabukimono x reader #kabukimono #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche #genshin impact x reader #yandere scaramouche x reader #yandere scaramouche #I forgot secret alliance existed damn

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palaceofpassion · 6 months

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The life of a House Husband

"Uhm... are you sure that I'm needed for this sir?" Jaune Arc was many things, he was a young awkward man, he was also the only boy in a household of eight women. Something that had a rather grand affect on his life, from cooking to cleaning, he could do every household task with ease. Something that had come akin to his mother wanting everyone to chip in.

And of course, being under the thumbs of his sisters. Whether it was through brute force, or being unable to say no. So... when he received a call from Headmaster Ozpin, of Beacon Academy, that he had a job for him, he was a little shocked.

"Yes, Glynda has informed me that you're quite skilled at helping others."

His cheeks felt flushed as he stared at the elderly man. "I mean, my semblance is good at helping bring out positive emotions but... I wouldn't really say I'm good at helping others." That was a lie, and he sort of wondered what his Auntie Glynda had told him. Glynda being his late father's sister of course.

"Mmhmm, she has spoken quite highly of you."

Now he was just embarrassed, "Oh. Well, that's honors." She was very brutal about the truth, even to family. "But I don't see why that means anything here."

"Well you see." Ozpin put a photo on his desk, ushering Jaune to pick it up. To which he did of course, the image had four young women. Ordered from tallest to shortest. Though he did note that three of them were quite short when compared to the tall redhead, who appeared to rival even him in height. "These four young women are some of our, if not the most promising huntresses this year... except."

"Except what sir?" He was a little confused, a bit embarrassed, if they were important and famous, he should know them... but he was kind of just a country bumpkin.

"Except that they would be unable to take care of themselves if left to their own devices. " Ozpin seemed frustrated by the statement, grabbing a cup of coffee to take a deep sip before continuing, "You see Mr. Arc. These four are the hope of Beacon, and while I would love for them to succeed, they have... problems. Ms. Cruz." He pointed at one of the shorter girls... actually THE shortest. With soft green hair, and dazzling emerald eyes. "She has unfortunately had... issues with the loss of her past team, so it's hard for her to open up to others, and she lacks self confidence in herself. And while the most calculating mind on her team, and their leader... it's doubtful whether she'll be able to communicate with the other three." He next pointed at the next shortest girl, with snow white hair, and frosty blue eyes, "Ms. Schnee is... strong willed, to say the least. She's grown in an environment that was about being used or to use others. As such, she'll be abrasive to the others, she also has very little experience with chores or taking care of herself, or so her mother has informed me."

Next was the maroon haired woman, with a stoutly figure, and pretty grey eyes, "This is May Zedong. She's similar to Ms. Cruz, but whereas Ms. Cruz has fears of being around others. May chooses not to involve herself, she's also had a hard time. Apparently she's had issues with both male and female students in the past. And likes to keep to herself. She's also quite soft spoken."

"And finally, this." He pointed out the dazzling red haired woman, with shining green eyes. "Is Pyrrha Nikos, she is, the strongest member of their team. However, she lacks the will to lead. She would rather not ruffle any feathers, and takes on an overtly polite persona when around other people. She's also quite famous, so it's not strange for people to come to her with ulterior motives. She's not quick to let people in, especially when she feels they'll be coming for her name. Unfortunately Ms. Schnee has already seemed to get on her bad side, and whether they'll work together at this point is impossible to tell."

There was obvious frustration in his voice, "Unfortunately, while each are all incredibly skilled huntresses, they haven't put much time, nor want, into self care. And that's where you come in." "So... you want me to be a nanny?" "Something to that effect, though you'll also be providing them with a shoulder to stand on." He wanted to say something, but as the most normal sibling, amongst a cavalcade of spectacular and amazing sisters. He sort of knew his position, and knew where people with talent tended to lie. Their single minded pursuit on improvement and being the bet. Especially if they have mental or emotional hang ups... he hated to admit it. But his semblance would definitely help. But more than that, as he listened to their stories, he wanted to help. "Okay." He would do what he could to help ease their lives, and besides... while he never wanted to be a huntsman. It would be interesting to see what kind of lives they lived.

While eyeing the image, he started to try to work things out. He didn't know their backstories, but one was afraid that she would see others die, or that she would be the cause. One is afraid of letting others in, because she's lived in a harsh environment, one is unable to communicate her feelings with others, used to being ignored... or something happened between her and a past team. And one has learned to close her heart, an actress if you will... He took a deep breath and sighed, "Okay, I suppose I should go meet them." "Mmhmm, they've already been informed of your... inclusion." He nodded, hopefully things wouldn't be too bad. But as he held the photo, he couldn't help but worry.

#Jaune Arc #May Zedong #Pyrrha Nikos #WEiss Schnee #Jessica Cruz #Householdarc #Will contain smut #eventually #mostly just silly asks

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anundyingfidelity · 7 months

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ONE BED? – Usopp x female reader

Summary: the crew just arrived to a new island and decide to pass the night in a comfy inn. Your bedroom only has one bed... and Usopp in it.

Word count: 0.9k.

Warnings: none I can think of, just the cliché one-bed-prompt yay. And sorry for any mistakes, English is not my main language.

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Spending a lot of time with these people on a ship helped you to get used to all of them - their triggers, their routines, traditions, and a lot of stuff. You even got used to the little to no privacy of the ship, so none of you really opposed to share rooms once you arrived.

The inn was warm, small but seemed perfect for one night. And Luffy cheered everyone to accept and stay to sleep in a comfortable bed for just once in a while. You and the crew agreed to it, having a good rest sounded great and being honest, you needed it.

Nami picked a room to stay with Luffy, meanwhile Zoro just shrugged it off to share with Sanji - hopefuly they will not kill each other until the next day - and that left you and Usopp last. The only room available was for you and the other captain.

"That's fine for me," you said. Usopp grinned and the crew made their way to the second floor of the inn to find your rooms. The keys were given to you, so you took the lead, passing by Nami and Luffy, who had their room near the stairs, and finally Zoro and Sanji crossed the door in complete silence and with poker-faces.

You opened the door of the last room available and made your way inside, with Usopp following behind your back. It seemed nice, but something caught your attention. With wide eyes you noticed there was only one bed. One. Bed. For you. And Usopp.

No, this couldn't be.

You left the room immediately and ran on the aisle, until you checked that Nami and Luffy had two beds of their own. The orange-haired girl closing the door was the last thing you saw.

Quickly, you made it to the next door and opened the room without knocking. That was such a wrong move to make. Sanji was standing so close to the swordsman, and had grabbed Zoro's shirt between his strong hands, and it didn't look like he was straighting it.

"What?" the smooth voice of Zoro helped you to get out of your trance.

"Sorry, just checking. You're doing great," was all you said before closing the door again. Yeah, they could survive the night.

You came back to your room, where Usopp was already waiting, with his lips curved softly.

"So... I think you should take it."

"What?"

"The bed, you need to sleep in it," Usopp encouraged without even asking.

That certainly calmed down the strange sensation in your stomach. Of course, if there have been two beds there wouldn't be a problem. But just one it felt too intimate.

Why did you feel like this in the first place? It wasn't like you never shared a room with any of the boys before, you were used to that. However, now it felt different and time suddenly stopped. His eyes looked at you lovingly, as always, waiting for your answer.

"Sure, thank you Usopp."

Both of you started to prepare the bed and he would take some blankets and a pillow for the night. And then your mind started to wonder.

Usopp had been taking care of you since you joined the crew. He had been kind, helpful and loved teaching you new things. You also loved hearing his pirate stories, made up or not, they brightned your days. Usopp brightned your life.

And you thought Usopp should rest well, just like you. This meant nothing, right?

"Usopp, I can't do this to you," you started. "Sleep with me-" and you realised how wrong that sounded. "I mean- sleep here on the bed too. All of us are tired, and-and I think you need to rest as much as I do."

Usopp thought your stuttering was cute, and a smile curved on his lips.

"My lady, I am grateful," he made a small reverence, causing your laugh to fill the room. "You can pick your side."

His humor and words made you feel at ease. You got yourself comfortable, taking off your shoes and loosing your clothes a little. Chosing the left side of the matress, Usopp followed soon after, taking off his boots and using a pillow to make a small division between both of you.

Surprisedly, sleep found you soon enough. Maybe in minutes. There was no need to turn your back to him, you felt at home and the warmth of his body lying down peacefuly by your side helped to calm down the cold of the night you were feeling before.

When it dawned, you felt a familiar touch on your hip, your head lying on something that wasn't your pillow. Blinking a couple of times, you noticed yourself resting on Usopp's chest. How you ended up like this, passing through the pillow barrier was unknown to you.

But it felt nice. Taking a glance to his face, he looked quiet, in peace after many nights sleeping in the hammocks of the ship. His breathing was serene, chest going up and down, and you could hear his heart beating as you felt his hand on your hip.

"Morning, beautiful," Usopp called with a raspy voice, making you giggle.

"Good day, captain."

You spet some more time like this, just talking and lying down together as if you have done it many times before. It felt good, and now you knew why you got flustered around him.

You loved him. As much as he loved you.

You made sure to thank the gods for giving just one bed to stay the night.

#usopp x reader #usopp x you #usopp x y/n #usopp x female reader #opla usopp x reader #opla usopp x you #op!la usopp x reader #opla usopp imagines #opla imagine #opla fanfiction #opla fluff #usopp i love you #opla scenarios #opla usopp x female reader #one piece live action

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yurinaa-world · 6 months

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Can you write headcanons where fem!reader accidently calls Azul "Zuzu" in front of people by accident? If you know, you know lmao- (Azul, The leech twins, Leona, Ace)

Characters: Azul, leech twins, Leona, and Ace x Female Reader

Synopsis: Reacting to you calling Azul "Zuzu"

Warnings: Fluff and spelling mistakes,

Notes: I could not find a GIF for this:)) but this will do

𝒜𝓏𝓊𝓁 𝒜𝓈𝒽𝑒𝓃𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑜

He’ll blush so badly whenever he hears you say that nickname, and I mean, he blushes badly. His face and ears are all red; he is unable to say anything. Please don’t say it in front of other people, or else they won’t ever let it down. "Zuzu"—why pick that out of any nickname?

𝐿𝑒𝑜𝓃𝒶 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈𝒸𝒽𝑜𝓁𝒶𝓇

How embarrassing for the octopus, in public too? Dang, even though he felt the embarrassment from Azul and the horrified look on his face, well Leona doesn't really care that much. (A teasing wouldn’t hurt.) The octopus has already been embarrassed.

𝐹𝓁𝑜𝓎𝒹 & 𝒥𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝐿𝑒𝑒𝒸𝒽

Jade finds it very amusing. It was pretty obvious that you and Azul had such a “close” connection to each other, yet you were both moving so fast with each other. First, Zuzu, what next? Hmmm?

“ZUZU!” Floyd couldn’t stop laughing at the name; how could anyone? "ZUZU.” I’m sorry you can’t stop this boy from annoying Azul; whenever Azul makes him frustrated, he's just going to use that name as blackmail.

𝒜𝒸𝑒 𝒯𝓇𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓁𝒶

Hey, don't you realize you just said that to an upperclassman?! Did you lose some brain cells or something? You know how these upperclassmen could be, and now that you're just on purpose provoking them with nicknames, they might make you their assistance and make you run all sorts of errands; Ace sure won’t help you out!

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skzhua · 1 year

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Hii! hope you're having a great day! could I please request a story of Han Jisung x Reader!? Like he's on tour and he brings y/n and their first kid and then people are being mean to y/n so he addresses it and when they get home they have a fluffy moment and then y/n announces baby #2 - Sorry for a long story lol!

What about us?

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Genre: Idol!AU, Dad!Han Jisung x Female Reader, fluff, angst.

Word Count: 4,308

Warnings: Swearing, toxic fans, cyberbullying, vomit. (not proofread yet!)

A/N: This, right there, is a cute ass request. I don't like children so this was extra hard for me to write, but I love it so much in the end.

"No." you immediately dismissed, earning a pout from your boyfriend.

"Jiwon is missed by all the members, and I bet she misses them too." Jisung pleaded, but you were not going to fall into his trap.

"Love, they saw her last week."

"Which is a very long time for a child."

"She's three, Ji. She doesn't grasp the concep of time yet."

"Exactly my point!"

You huffed before turning your body around on the bed so he would face your back. Sometimes, it felt like you had to raise two children. Well, that would be the case very much soon, but Jisung didn't know that yet.

"Baby." he cooed as he wrapped his arm around your waist in a loving way.

"I said no."

"Why?" he whined even louder, which made you sit up.

"Because." you started and then stared right into his eyes. "America is far from home and she is only three."

He shrugged, not seeing the problem. "She went to Incheon once."

You moved your head to the side, not understanding his thought process. "Incheon is like a thirty minute car ride from here."

"And she survived." he beamed at you.

You shook your head in disbelief and tugged yourself right back into your bed sheets. You turned the lights off while Jisung kept trying to convince you to bring you and your daughter on tour. You were not going to succumb your lover's pleas. Not this time.

There is only so much you can refuse from Jisung. Miraculously, he had convinced you to go on tour with him. The only thing that truly made you change your mind was that you would get to spend some family time on a trip, and that you'd get to be with your man. Ever since the beginning of the year, he hadn't stopped working for a single day. You grew concerned about his health, but he assured you he was okay.

"Hey, come back here!" Changbin yelled at the little girl after she stole his cap.

He ran after her and she was surprisingly very fast. You watched them bicker once Changbin had managed to catch her as she was laughing uncontrollably. You honestly adored seeing her interact with the boys.

"Are you okay, love?" Jisung asked as he came from behind, placing a peck on your cheek.

"I just love how they take care of her so well."

"I swear they spoil her too much." Jisung sighed. "Chan wanted to buy her some candies but she's got more energy than needed."

"Certainly not candies." you hummed. "Have you gotten our bags yet?"

He nodded. "Security did, don't bother with it."

Although you had been dating for years, you still couldn't get used to him being a famous idol, meaning almost being treated like royalty. Being the independent woman you were, you hated the idea of people doing everything for you, which was the main reason why you wouldn't get into Jisung's work life too much. Plus, you preferred much more the privacy you kept with him and Jiwon.

"Mom." your daughter called out as she ran to you, arms extended.

"What is it, love?" you said, picking her up in your arms.

"Uncle Changbin said you would buy me cookies if I stop stealing his things. Is it true?"

You noted mentally to curse Changbin for making false promises up. "Of course, which ones would you like better?"

"Chocolate!" she clapped her hands happily.

"And that's how you know she is definitely her dad's little girl." Jisung kissed the top of her head. "Can I get some chocolate cookies too?" he pleaded to you with his puppy eyes.

"You're a grown man, get them yourself." you faked a smile at him, and he scoffed.

"Alright, lovebirds." Chan clasped his hands together as he approached the three of you. "We're off to go to the hotel."

Jiwon absolutely adored getting to see her father perform. Although some of the performances were not very adequate for children, she was still too young to understand why people would scream when her Uncle Felix was pulling his shirt up.

Throughout the concert, Jisung kept coming towards your side of the stage to check on you, not forgetting to send finger hearts to his baby girl.

"I want to go see him." Jiwon pouted at you.

"Daddy is busy, love." you told her sadly.

"He's not! He's laughing with Uncle Minho." she huffed.

Almost on cue, Jisung came to check on you two again. He noticed his daughter frowning at you and he just knew she was about to throw a fit. His paternal instincts took over, so he didn't hesitate to go to the staff and ask them to allow her to come up on stage with him. Since they were only performing Star Lost, he knew she wouldn't be bothering them.

A security guard came to you and asked you to come backstage with him. Confused, you sent a look to your partner only for him to send you a wink in return, which made the fans around you scream loudly. You followed the man as he led you to a hallway. Soon, you found yourself backstage with Jisung coming up to you.

"What the hell are you doing?" you nagged at him.

"My baby wants her dad." he smiled at Jiwon. "You watched me, Ji?" he asked her.

"I did!" she said proudly. "Can I go see Uncle Chan?"

You glared at him, but he acted as if he didn't see it as he took her in his arms. "Of course, baby." he cooed, and then looked at you. "The fans love her and you know it."

With a sigh, you held your hands up in defeat. "Fine, but keep an eye on her."

"I will." he kissed you before running back on stage, holding his daughter closely.

He sang along the lyrics with the other members as the crowd cheered upon seeing the toddler. He then put her down for her to run off to Chan who engulfed her in a tight hug.

As much as there were fans who loved it, many others were quite annoyed. Seeing Jisung's daughter was a constant reminder for them that the man was taken and had you follow him everywhere. Well, that's what they thought. This couldn't be any further from the truth because you hated bothering Jisung while he was working. He was the one who wanted to brag about you and your child, because that's what he was the proudest of.

The song ended and the members lined up to speak to introduce the next track. Jiwon had found her way to Jeongin as she hugged his leg, the maknae patting her head. He placed his mic in front of her, but she turned her head away in shyness.

"Don't you want to say hi to Stay?" he asked the girl in a sweet tone.

Slowly, she turned her head back to the mic and nodded. "Hi Stay." she said in a small voice, and the crowd was in awe.

She got shy again and hid her face behind Jeongin again. Chuckling, Jisung came to get the girl to bring her back to you, whispering in her ear to say bye to the crowd. She shook her head violently before starting to cry.

"It's okay, baby, I'm here." he said softly as he hugged her tightly. "Do you want to go back to Mommy?" She shook her head again, messily wiping her tears off. "What do you want?"

"I don't know." she whined.

She was obviously just tired since she didn't take her nap before the concert. However, by some magic, she stopped crying the moment she saw you join them. You took her from Jisung, who apologized for making her cry.

"Don't, she's exhausted, that's all."

The moment she found comfort in your arms, she snuggled happily in the crook of your neck. The fans were especially quiet as they observed the family converse, no mics around to hear what they were saying.

Jisung finally remembered he was in the middle of working and turned back to face the crowd. "Guys, I'm sorry." he laughed out. "Jiwon is happy to see you, I promise, but she needs some sleep. How about we get some applause for her?"

People clapping startled your daughter as she shot her head up in a sudden move. Her eyes widened as she analyzed her surroundings, until she stopped when she spotted Jisung.

"I want to be with Daddy." she whined, trying to get away from you.

Here it goes again.

"Sungie." you glanced at your boyfriend.

"I got her." he laughed, seeing your annoyed face.

Having a toddler was so much work. The girl changed her mind every two minutes and you really had a hard time saying no. This time, however, you didn't mind. As long as she was safe in her father's company, you felt at peace with it.

You kissed both of their cheeks before walking backstage. Jisung apologized to the crowd again as he announced the next song they would be singing. Jiwon had a smile back on her face and she got a piggyback ride from Changbin, as he ran around the stage while they sang Super Board. You absolutely adored what you were seeing.

Jisung came back late. Jiwon had already passed out in the comfort of her pyjamas, while you had turned the television on, yawning as you watched the news. Your boyfriend didn't bother removing his shoes when he walked in your room. He was more than exhausted and fell on the bed next to you.

"I'm so sorry, love." he mumbled, his face buried in the bedsheets.

"For what?" you chuckled, passing your hand through his hair.

He shot his head up to frown at you. "Didn't you see online?"

"Seen what?" you asked while taking your phone to see what he was talking about.

He immediately got up and snatched your mobile out of your hand. Taken aback, you huffed.

"What is it?"

"Nothing."

"Han Jisung." you said in a warning voice before attempting to get it back, but he was quicker than you and held it out of your reach. "Tell me what is going on."

"I rather not." You crossed your arms, sighing loudly as you waited for him to either give your phone back or spill out what he was hiding. Regardless, he refused to budge. "Y/N, please."

"Am I not allowed to have my phone?"

"I don't want you to see what's in the medias." He came closer to you, putting a hand on your cheek. "Do you really want to know?"

You were starting to understand slowly what was going on, so you let out a hum as a yes. With a sad sigh, Jisung pulled out his own phone and searched for something. He hesitated as he gave you a sad look, but ended up showing you nonetheless.

'Y/N interrupting Stray Kids concert.'

'Y/N under fire for not watching over her daughter properly.'

'Stray Kids Han's daughter crying at their concert.'

'Fans furious that Stray Kids Han's girlfriend is a bad mother."

He looked at you expectedly, afraid of what your reaction would be. It wasn't the first time the fans had been rather mean on the Internet. The first time was when you revealed your relationship. Then, when you announced your pregnancy. Other times were because they judged your behaviour when travelling with him as toxic. Needless to say, this was not new for you. But it still hurt.

"I see..." you whispered.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked for Jiwon to come on stage."

You groaned, rubbing your face with both hands. "It's not your fault. I mean, I understand why they assumed I wasn't being a good mother at that moment."

"Y/N, don't-"

"Don't what?" you cut him off, snapping at him. "Jisung, I get that you want us to be part of your life with Stray Kids, but it is not by letting you show her off to the public that I am a good mother. She's only three, for fuck's sake. She doesn't deserve to have a freaking scandal at this age. I should have thought it through beforehand."

He scoffed. "We did think about it. We talked about this whole situation for weeks before revealing we were having Jiwon."

You shook your head. "I agreed because I thought you would be there for us. Truth is, you haven't done shit every time something about us comes up. No defending me, just pure silence until the subject is not trending. All for what? To look all perfect in front of the cameras?"

The hormones were definitely affecting your mood. You had never been so... direct and rude to Jisung, the one you had called the love of your life for years. The worst is that you didn't blame him for not handling the situation well, because it wasn't an easy one and he was doing his best.

"It's the company-"

"I understand you want to protect your idol image, but think about us in all of this. I've been putting up with that shit for a long time, but there is so much that I can take."

You got out of your covers before you walked towards the bed where your little girl was sleeping peacefully, completely ignorant of the conversation. Jisung, who couldn't find the words to say something back, watched you join your daughter in the bed. He got the message the argument was over as you turned the lights off and laid down, your back facing him.

He needed to fix this, no matter what. Sure, he had worked so hard for his career to be successful, but he couldn't bear with the thought of you and Jiwon leaving him. It was simply not an option. So he went to bed, your side of the mattress empty, as thoughts filled his mind.

Jisung still had one concert left until you could go back home. You hadn't addressed a word to him, other than some fake loving comments to not look suspicious in front of your daughter. You truly wanted to tell him that you were sorry, but there was some truth in what you said. You were torn between wanting to act as if it didn't happen and actually doing something about the issue. Both options sounded like shit to you.

"Wow, you look like a princess tonight!" Hyunjin complimented Jiwon as you two walked in their dressing room.

"It's a blue dress." she jumped happily. "I chose it by myself."

"You have very good taste, Missy." he ruffled her hair, which made her laugh.

"My hair is messy now!"

"Hmm..." he frowned. "I wonder how did this happen..."

"You did so!" she pointed at him, laughing.

"Me? I would never." he gasped, offended by her accusations. "Maybe it's your mom."

"Mommy would not do that." she denied right away.

"Oh well, it can't be me!"

They continued to argue playfully for a bit, until she grew tired of it and walked to Seungmin. He had brought his SKZOO plush and she was begging for him to let her play with it. Hyunjin, sat next to you as you kept an eye on her.

"She is so much like her dad, it's extenuating." he grunted. "I don't know how you do it."

"Jisung is actually helping me out a lot with her. I know it's, like, the bare minimum, but I just didn't expect him to be taking this role so seriously. He was so scared before she was born."

He chuckled. "I remember, yeah. Still, they are one hell of a duo."

You hummed as you agreed with him. A stylist came up to you both to fetch Hyunjin to go do his hair. You found yourself alone again, yawning loudly since you didn't get much sleep the previous night.

"You can sleep before the show begins, you know?" a voice said, coming from your right.

"Who's going to watch her?" you gestured to Jiwon, who was now on Minho's lap as he hopped his legs up and down to entertain her.

"The boys know her well enough to watch over her properly." Jisung assured, putting a hand on your shoulder. "Rest, please."

You sighed in defeat, too tired to act petty with him. He helped you lay down on the couch where the two of you were already sitting and made sure to place your head comfortably on his lap to act out as a pillow. Angry at him or not, feeling his touch as he stroke your hair gently was the best thing ever. You found yourself dozing off peacefully only seconds later.

But you woke up when the concert was about to start. You were no longer laying on Jisung and the only people in the room were the staff. Jiwon was with a bodyguard as they played with Leebit and PuppyM. At least, you knew she was okay. Hearing loud music, you then understood that the concert had already started. Cursing at yourself, you interrupted Jiwon's playdate so you could go find your seats. The bodyguard offered to accompany you, which you accepted gladly.

Sitting throughout most of the concert, nothing they did was much different than the day before. Some jokes were new, and Seungmin was being particularly annoying towards Chan, but nothing too much out of the ordinary. Soon enough, it was time for them to do their ending speeches. Hyunjin was as sweet as always, Felix flirted a bit with the fans, Chan was emotional as he began to cry, Minho made some jokes on how he wouldn't miss Stay, Changbin did some aegyo, Seungmin made weird noises, and Jeongin was the only normal one... You waited patiently as your boyfriend was smiling at the crowd, waiting for them to quiet down. Inspecting him more attentively, you were surprised to see a single tear drop from his eye. It could have been sweat for all you know, but you were certain he was crying.

"Thank you so much for tonight! I had a lot of fun." he spoke and the fans went wild. "I'm sorry I couldn't give you the best of my performance today."

What was he saying? You thought he did perfectly, as always.

"I think you know why I wasn't feeling so good." he chuckled shyly. "I am always grateful to Stay, but last night, you guys made me feel very disappointed in you."

Now, you were definitely confused. The crowd started to talk among themselves, but Jisung put his finger in front of his mouth so he could continue to speak.

"I think some of you don't realize that being a parent is very hard, which is totally understandable. I, myself, didn't get that back when my Jiwon wasn't born yet. However, this is no excuse to assume that my girlfriend is not parenting our child properly."

It took everything in yourself to not stand up and go on that stage to take the microphone away from him while you felt a flush on your cheeks appear. Although the other members seemed totally calm about the situation, you knew this would get him in trouble with the company later, and that was the last thing you wanted for him. Even after everything you said to him. The fans, however, were not reacting like you had expected. Instead, the majority was agreeing with your boyfriend, some yelling apologies to him.

"Anyway, this is just a reminder that we are still only human beings who are trying their best, and I will continue to work hard so Stray Kids and Stay can still be around for a long time. Again, thank you so much for tonight."

By then, you were not listening anymore. The only thing you had in mind was running to him to yell at him for being so careless with his actions. So, the instant they left the stage, you hurried to go join them back in the dressing room, struggling in the process since you had a confused Jiwon in your arms who kept on questioning you.

"Han Jisung!" you yelled out as soon as you stepped foot in the room.

You put down your daughter for her to run back to the plushies she had to abandon earlier. Chan gave you a reassuring smile before he joined her, Changbin doing the same after. As for Jisung, he looked scared. He approached you, still on his guard, and you were giving him a death stare.

"Why on Earth would you do that?" you asked, your tone still a bit aggressive.

He looked down at his feet as he bit his upper lip. "You were right. I don't defend you enough when it should be the bare minimum."

"But you said that the company-" you started, this time your voice filled with worry.

"Love." he stopped you from talking, walking up to you to grab both of your arms. "It's all good. Chan already gave a heads up I would be doing this and, don't ask me how, but they gave me permission. You don't deserve to be treated like shit when I know you are literally the best at everything you do."

You felt the same as when you started dating as the blush crept up on your face. "You think so?"

"Of course. You went through a whole ass pregnancy and literally created a bundle of joy we call our daughter."

Talking about her, she had appeared next to him. She jumped up and down as she reached her hands up for Jisung to pick her up. He obliged and gave her a big kiss on the cheek.

"You were boring today." she pouted.

"How so?" he asked her, slightly offended by her comment.

"You were talking a lot at the end."

He let out a laugh before telling her a quick 'sorry'. He then focused back on you, sending you the biggest smile.

"I love you both so much, but I love you especially." he continued with his sweet words. "I'm sorry I hurt you before."

You didn't realize you had started tearing up until Hyunjin appeared with a box of tissues. You took one, embarrassed, and dried out your wet cheeks.

"And I'm sorry I yelled at you. I don't know what took over me, I was just so... It doesn't matter. I'm simply sorry." you sniffed. "And I appreciate a lot what you did on stage, it's actually so sweet of you."

Jisung grinned at you before he brought you closer for a long-lasting kiss, resulting to the boys and your daughter making sounds of disgust. You didn't care, your attention was solemly on the man you loved for now.

As you were nearing the end of the book you were reading, you were interrupted by loud noises coming from your living room. Confused, you closed your novel before heading towards where the sound came from. Not so much to your surprise, you spotted a bowl of cereal on the ground with milk spilled all over the floor. You sighed as you rolled your eyes at the pair in front of you.

"What did I say about eating cereals on the couch?"

The duo exchanged glances as their mouths were full of food, and one had a bowl missing from their hands.

"He did it!" Jiwon snitched.

"I am innocent!" he exclaimed in defense.

You pointed to his empty hands. "I'll have to trust her on this one, sorry love." you chuckled.

You were about to bend down to clean up the mess, but a sudden urge to vomit took over. You ran to your bathroom and let it all out in one go. As much as you wanted to wait for a bit longer until you announced the grand news to your lover, it was becoming more and more difficult to keep it a secret. It was the fourth time in two weeks that you had barfed, it was almost evident at that point.

"Baby, are you okay?" Jisung joined you next to the toilet.

"All good." you coughed out.

He bit his lips, not sure whether he should tell you his guess on why you were sick. You going for another barf was his signal that he should probably tell you.

"When's the last time you were on your period?"

You raised an eyebrow at him. "What?"

"Mommy, are you okay?" Jiwon asked with a worried voice as she arrived to join you.

"I'm alright, sweetie. You can continue to watch your show, okay?"

Hesitant, she left nonetheless, which allowed you to answer Jisung's question with another question.

"Why are you saying that?"

He shrugged. "This looks similar to what you were going through when you were pregnant with Jiwon." Your mouth slowly turned into a smile before you giggled happily, leaving Jisung perplexed. "Did I say something?"

"I know this might not be the best timing because of your plans for the year." you started. "But I have, hopefully, excellent news."

His eyes grew bigger as shock took over him. "Am I right? Are you pregnant again?" You happily nodded, and Jisung drowned you in his embrace, holding you tightly with excitement. "We need to tell Jiwon! No, wait. Not now. How about tomorrow? Hmm, I have work... Next week then?"

As he kept on rambling, you cut him off by bringing his lips to yours, catching him into a kiss. He kissed you back lovingly, but pulled back almost immediately after.

"Ew." he coughed out, having gotten a taste of your vomit.

"Yeah, that's pregnancy for you." you smiled apologetically.

"Let's celebrate without kisses for now... and with a some mouthwash."

#stray kids #stray kids x reader #stray kids scenarios #stray kids imagines #stray kids dad au #stray kids han #han jisung #han jisung x reader #han jisung scenarios #han jisung imagines #han jisung fluff #stray kids fluff #han jisung dad au #stray kids fanfic #han jisung fanfic

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nebulablakemurphy · 1 year

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Moves & Countermoves (Prologue)

Haymitch x Fem!Reader

Summary: No one ever wins the games, even fourteen years later, Y/N is still playing.

The Sixtieth Hunger Games will begin in five, four, three, two, one.

“Mom.” The boy at his mother’s bedside whispers, “Mom.” He shakes her shoulder lightly. She’s dreaming again and now, at the age of nine, he understands why he must be careful when waking her.

Y/N gasps, springing from the mattress, prepared to fight. But then she sees him. Everest, her sweet boy, forged in his father’s image. There is no denying, he’s her husband’s child through and through. “Sorry, sweetheart.” She sighs, letting both hands drop to her sides.

“S’ok.” He shrugs, stuffing worried hands into his pockets. “Dad’s with Arista, she’s pretty upset…doesn’t want you to go.” I don’t want you to go.

“Well,” Y/N forces a smile. “We don’t want to go without you either.” It was just like President Snow to demand they have children and then drag them away each year to mentor the games. Everest and Arista have only been required to join them in the Capitol for fanfare. The games are not about them anymore.

With Y/N aged twenty-nine and Haymitch forty, the novelty of their winnings has worn off. The most fascinating thing about them now is this, their love story and the family created from it. The anomaly that is Y/N Abernathy, Mayor Undersee’s eldest daughter, plucked from the reaping bowl at age fifteen. The girl who once hated her drunk of a mentor and grew to love him as the years passed.

The Capitol adores her, she is their darling. People hang off the edge of their seats, feasting on crumbs, anticipating her next move. What will she be wearing? Which victors sit within her inner circle?

Haymitch allows this, encourages it even. Because it keeps her safe. There is no cost too great. Y/N is everything Haymitch conditioned himself not to want. Snow knows exactly how deep his hooks are in. Killed Haymitch’s family because he didn’t appreciate the way he won the games; with an axe to the force field. Gave him a new family to dangle over his head years later.

Unfortunately for Haymitch, the cost of these theatrics means allowing Y/N’s former stylist to preen over her on reaping day.

Y/N can hear Vanity being ‘warmly’ welcomed by Haymitch on the first floor.

“Come on,” Y/N pats her son’s cheek. “Let’s go.”

Everest grins, racing toward the stairs. They do love their mother’s stylist and they only get to see her twice a year, if they’re lucky.

“You sure that headpiece is getting through the door, V?” Haymitch remarks, watching as the chandelier like dome attached to her skull pushes its way into their home.

Vanity scoffs, “good to see you too, Haymitch. What did you do to my darling?” The blue haired woman gasps at the sight of his five year old daughter, all but hysterical.

“I’m leaving her,” Haymitch sighs, shifting the little girl lightly in his arms.

“Tut, tut, my love.” Vanity coos, “Daddy will be back soon.”

“I want my Mommy to stay.” Arista sniffles, “you can’t take both.”

Everest reaches the bottom stair, saving Vanity from having to respond when he launches himself at the Capitol woman.

“Now this is a welcome,” Vanity ruffles his hair. “Look how big you are, my goodness.”

“I’ll be ten soon.”

“How the time flies.” Vanity catches sight of her victor. The first and only. “Y/N.”

“Hi.” Y/N smiles, wrapping both arms around herself. She is wearing a long sleep shirt with mismatched bottoms. The other woman is surely appalled at the sight.

“Let us…” Vanity’s eyes, unnaturally colored by contacts, flit about her, “get to work.”

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This year there is a bit of excitement at the reaping. Their female tribute actually volunteered, not something people really do in twelve. But it was for her sister and when it comes down to it, if Y/N was put in a position to choose between her little sister, Madge and herself facing the games, she would’ve done the same.

Y/N’s parents will tend the children until they return, same as they have every year since the kids were born. Leaving them never gets any easier, especially if one or both is crying when they go. Y/N steps onto the train to the Capitol, still in her ridiculous mirror ball of a gown. Waving their children goodbye.

Haymitch is there, tense hands resting at her shoulders. “They’ll be alright.”

“I know,” Y/N nods.

“We’ll be alright.”

“I know.”

Part 1

#the hunger games #hunger games #haymitch x reader #haymitch abernathy #haymitch x y/n #haymitch fanfic #haymitch abernathy x reader #haymitch abernathy x you #hunger games fanfiction #haymitch abernathy fanfic #hunger games fanfic #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #primrose everdeen

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kiame-sama · 1 year

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Twin Eclipses- (Yandere!Illumi x Reader)

Warnings; yandere, mention of abuse, coercion, threats, mention of being threatened, unfair situations, female bodied reader, mention of past noncon, mention of birthing troubles,

You stood on your porch, watching your rambunctious pair of little ones run and play. It was tough being a single mom and having twins- tougher than anyone can imagine- but you loved your kids and all their wonderful quirks.

The village you currently lived in was tucked away in the mountain side and thankfully there were plenty of retired elderly folk who just adored your sons. The extra hands to help care for your boys made your life somewhat easier, allowing you to have much more freedom than you would have otherwise. You were content where you lived and you were thankful for the people who lived around you.

The two were both boys; born about 12 hours apart from one another. They were a unique pair in both personality and temper.

From their births you knew they would be special, the very celestial bodies oddly timed to the both of them. A solar eclipse occured when your first son was born, his white hair turning black and blue eyes burning a red-orange. Twelve hours later a lunar eclipse occured when your second son was born, much like his older brother going from white and blue to black and red-orange. When their individual eclipses faded, their hair and eyes returned to how they were prior as you realized both of your boys used nen moments out of the womb.

The story of your life? Well, that one was more than a little rough, and you truly wanted to forget what happened and why you had to come to this village in the first place. At least you escaped your personal hell and managed to leave before anyone caught wind of your pregnancy. It was difficult to do so due to your mangled ankle, but you had still managed despite your struggles.

As you watched your pair play, you did your best to keep the dark thoughts out of your mind and just live in the moment. You still jumped when shadows fell over you and any sudden noise made fear strike into your heart, but it seemed they would actually allow you and your boys to live freely. Returning would mean imprisonment and your boys would be taken from you, so for now you were content to hide even if you were so close to danger.

Shadows played at the edge of your vision and you caught yourself glancing around every now and again just in case your mind wasn't playing tricks on you. So when you caught a flash of white from your left side among the trees, you felt almost frantic.

"Boys! It's time to come in!"

Despite the unison whine of disappointment, your two five year olds both shuffled inside, neither taking note of your increased panic. But of course, life wasn't going to pull any punches for you. Before you could enter your home, a man that was all too familiar emerged from the trees.

His white hair and piercing blue eyes pinned you to the spot as three others emerged as well. Nothing could stop your heart from flying into a panic as you observed the four men who now silently watched you. Some level of relief filled your mind when you didn't see him join the group, but his absence only slightly lessened your fear.

There certainly would be no running, because you already knew they would easily catch you and your sons would never be able to keep up. That left you two options to choose from, first; stay where you were and allow the men to approach, or second; go to them.

A rather strong part of you argued against approaching the dangerous men, but you approaching kept your sons farther away from harm. The choice was clear, even if you didn't like it.

Closing your door, you mentally psyched yourself up for what you feared would happen, forcing your legs to begin moving. You could feel the eyes of the four men trained on you with predatory precision as you approached, only heightening your stress as you limped towards the group. When you came within ten feet of them you finally stopped, staring at each man in turn.

"(Y/n), it certainly has been a while, hasn't it?"

"Yes, it certainly has been, sir."

"Come now, there's no need for such formality. After all, you don't work for us anymore."

"Force of habit, sir."

The first to greet you was an old and familiar face, his eyes wrinkled at the corners and his stature was quite small in comparison to his associates. You knew the man well as you had primarily worked under his command when you worked for the family.

What family, you may ask?

Why, the Zoldyck family, of course.

Maha, the eldest of the family, had been the one you worked with the most out of the rest of the family members and so, he was the one who you were most familiar with. Standing among him were his grandson Zeno, his great-grandson Silva, and your father, Gotoh. Where you would have been thrilled to see your father after so long, the reunion was bitter due to the rather unfortunate circumstances that led to you fleeing the house of Zoldyck.

"I take it you found my message?"

"Yes. Quite the clever hiding place, he would have never thought to look there."

"Does... Does he know about... Them? About me?"

"No. Illumi has not been informed and has been kept out of the loop, so to speak."

"Then why are you here?"

Dread was weighing heavily in your heart and your more accusatory words only served to deepen that dread, not at all feeling the confidence your voice held. You knew what they were capable of and you didn't want to give them a reason to be upset with you, but what choice did you have? It wasn't only you at risk now.

"I believe you already know the answer to that. Your boys, both having white hair and blue eyes, they are clearly of the Zoldyck bloodline. With Killua away from the family and having no interest in returning, the family is put at jeopardy without a potential heir to the mantle that is head of the family."

Your heart thudded with a hollow feeling in your chest, fear flooding your veins. You knew there was a possibility of them coming for your sons, but you had always hoped they would just let you and your family be. Of course they would be interested in your boys, they did hold a clear familial resemblance after all.

Despite knowing that begging would do nothing to sway them, you couldn't help the pleading tone your voice took.

"Please... They're just boys. They don't know anything about their heritage. Please don't take them from me."

"(Y/n), I know it was not your choice to have them in the first place but you must understand, the future of the family comes first."

"They aren't members of the family. They're bastards."

"A bastard is still family by blood. Even you can't deny the similarities. They are Zoldycks, the both of them. Their Nen alone proves their familial ties."

There was little more that you wanted to do other than run, taking your boys with you, even if you knew you wouldn't get very far. You had hoped that because your sons were bastards, the rest of the family wouldn't be interested in them, but clearly that was just wishful thinking.

"Please.. You- you just don't understand why I can't hand them over."

"I do understand, child. They are your sons as much as they are Illumi's and you care for them greatly."

"That's not all..."

"What is it then?"

"Illumi will kill them."

A silence fell over the clearing as Maha's eyes widened ever so slightly in surprise, clearly not expecting your words. It was then Silva spoke up, his deep voice sending terror straight down your spine.

"Illumi wouldn't lay a hand on them. He doesn't harm family."

You surprised even yourself with the humorless and dry bark of a laugh that escaped you, the fragile illusion of confidence quickly dissolving around you. Memories of those cold doll-like eyes flashed through your mind, each horrible thing done to you replaying in your head. His low hissed threats ringing in your ears and turning your blood to ice.

"Yes. Yes he will. I didn't get injured due to some freak accident like he forced me to claim... He..." You slowly pulled your lame ankle towards your other leg, "he did this to me. He said it was so I couldn't run from him anymore. He knew what he was doing to me was wrong but he didn't care. Every day, he threatened to kill any child I may have if I ever tried to run. You know as well as I that Illumi doesn't just casually threaten unless he intends to follow through. I ran, he will kill them, that's why I took such extreme measures to ensure he wouldn't find that letter."

You looked over your shoulder towards your home, two pairs of eyes glimmering from the windows. There's no way your boys could even know the danger that was before them or the fact that the four strange men who had arrived at their home were members of their family. You hadn't spoken much to your boys about their family and you honestly dreaded the conversation you would one day have to have with them.

"He can't harm them if he can't get to them."

"What do you mean?"

You looked back at the second oldest Zoldyck, Zeno, as he closed his eyes in contemplation.

"If they are protected by the family, he can't hurt them, not without extreme consequences."

"Yeah, but he's welcome to hurt me as much as he wants."

Your words held a certain level of venom to them, thinking back to the hell that was your life for the last year you worked for the family. It was hard to not be bitter, knowing that even if you had spoken up about the abuse you suffered at the hands of Illumi, no one would have believed you. It was hard to ignore evidence of that abuse now though, as there were two new lives that resulted from it.

"Child, you know I would have sided with you had you come to me about it."

"No, you wouldn't have and you damn well know it. The family comes first, right? What's the word of some expendable worker when put up against any member of the family? No one cared. Countless others heard and even saw what he did to me, no one said a word."

Maha stood in silence at your harsh reply and you already knew you were right. You didn't have to call him on his bluff to know you were right.

"You are their mother, and they clearly love you," Maha nodded towards the window of curious eyes, "so you would be protected as well."

"Someone should tell that to Illumi."

"He won't be able to get to you-"

"Oh, like he wasn't supposed to be able to rape me? Not like it happened every day- oh, wait. It did. Every day I screamed and begged for mercy, every day he told me no one cared and that I was as useful and expendable as any other fuck-toy."

"(Y/n)-"

"No. I was in labor for too long to say I didn't suffer in agonizing loneliness for the sake of my family. I gave birth to the both of them while I was alone in a freezing cabin before anyone came to help me. I cut both umbilical cords myself. I almost died because I was too exhausted and weak by the time the second one arrived to feed them before the neighbors decided to check on me. The elderly folk in this village are more family to them than any of you. I raised them to be better than the monsters you call children. You want another heir? Make one yourself! Leave my sons and I out of your robotic murderous clan!"

You were surprised at the way you actually snapped at the assassins, your pain and anger far outweighing your fear of the men. Honestly, you'd sooner die fighting than let them take a single child from you. They seemed to realize you were not in the mood or place to agree to anything, let alone give up your sons for them to train as killers.

They were smart, and they knew eventually you would be unable to keep going as you had been and would truly need them, especially with the way your ankle had been mangled. To some degree, they understood your anger and sympathized with what you went through. Though you had not been married into the family, you were still one of the most trusted of their workers and now you were the mother of the next generation. You are family.

Maha and Silva were both particularly fond of you when you worked for them, Silva even telling you how much he trusted you with his family. You practically served them your entire life before you ran, and they had failed to see what was being done to you. But, there was no doubt they truly respected you after all you went through and all you did to protect your sons despite the great toll it took on you physically and mentally.

Your now mostly silver hair was a testament to how much you had sacrificed for your children and how great the toll had been. Though your face was still youthful, the darkness around your eyes told of hardship and endless sleepless nights. They would have to tread carefully while deciding what course of action they were going to take. On top of all of that, they also needed to ensure your safety and the safety of your sons especially regarding Illumi.

It truly seemed to be out of character for him to threaten his own progeny or a member of his family. Then again, so were the deplorable actions that Illumi chose whenever he caught you alone.

The proof was there with your hidden letter, clips from security cameras in the estate, all time-stamped and compiled. Literal days worth of footage showed the depraved actions of the eldest Zoldyck son towards you. When you collected all of it, you even debated throwing it all out to save what tiny shred of dignity you clung to, but you needed the truth to be known.

Hiding the envelope and its contents so Maha would find it but Illumi would not was no easy feat to accomplish. If you were caught there would be no escape for you or the life that had already begun to grow inside of you. You left the first chance you got, but ensured to hop places several times before settling in a village on the far side of the same mountain range as the estate. The hope was that Illumi would dismiss any nearby area after his initial search, making it a safe-zone between where he searched and where he lived.

You chose to be close to danger because Illumi expected you to want to run as far as possible.

Just as the men had appeared, three of them practically vanished with hardly a trace. Only Gotoh stayed for a moment longer, his eyes full of sorrow and regret now that he finally knew your reasoning after you disappeared. He must not have been told the full story or shown the collected videos- not that he would want to see them anyway- and they must have decided that learning your fate would hurt less coming from you. Ever the emotional stone walls, not even family matters seemed to bother or surprise the Zoldycks, but you and your father were far more human.

In the end, he could find no words that would not add to the embarrassment, stress, or sorrow you had to live with. What could he say? He was so relieved to hear you were alive and relatively well, having given up hope a year after your disappearance. But to have the first meeting after so long be colored by his worst nightmares come true.

It was bitter-sweet, and you knew there were so many things that should have been said, but neither of you could voice them. He followed his masters, ever the faithful servant, away from your home and your sons. You knew it wasn't going to be your last time seeing them, you knew how they worked and how persistent they could be. They would need to back off and reassess the situation they now had on their hands.

This left you standing alone, trying to figure out what you could do to explain these events to your sons. You wouldn't put it past the Zoldycks to try and kidnap your boys, so you knew you needed to warn them to not trust anyone approaching them. Though it would be difficult for you and your two sons, it still needed to be done and you needed to keep your little family safe however you could. Even the feeling of being watched did little to deter you from returning to your boys who awaited you inside.

#kiame-sama #yandere #x reader #yandere x reader #reader insert #tw yandere #hxh yandere #yandere illumi #yandere illumi zoldyck #tw mention of violence #tw mention of abuse #tw pregnancy

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mariondeux · 2 years

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LET ME INTO YOUR HEART [.I]

— SYNOPSIS ; Wataru is the popular senior in school, not your usual mean girl, but he’s mainly known for his outstanding vocal skills, how unbelievably good he is at theatre, and how many friends he has. So, what’s a guy like him doing with a lonely nerd like you alone in the locker rooms?

CW ; NSFW, Non-con, hints of breeding, obsession, hints of possessiveness, locker room sex, bench sex, reader starts enjoying it towards the end, highschool AU (Wataru and reader are both 18 and seniors)

WORD COUNT ; 1608

PAIRING ; Yandere!Popular!Wataru Hibiki x Nerd!Male!Reader

A/N ; I kind of wasn’t expecting to write so much for this idea.. my love for Wataru knows no bounds! Also, to the anon that requested for Wataru non-con, think of this as a contribute hehe

FEMALE ALIGNED DNI.

[PART .II]

In every highschool, there were two different worlds. The popular kids, and the kids the majority didn’t pay attention to or care about.

Wataru is one of the popular seniors in your highschool, not your usual mean girl, but the guy who was well known for his outstanding vocal skills and how unbelievably good he was at theatre. He had a large social circle around him, he’d even made friends with the people no one could ever have thought he could befriend.

And you? You were a part of the other world. You were a senior, a lonely nerd with just one best friend who was always by your side. You loved history, it was your favorite subject. History was just fairytales but if they were in real life and filled with blood, gore, betrayal and the natural ways of the human world.

You didn’t find yourself really caring about Wataru in the beginning, sure, you can respect the guy, but you had your own priorities in life. Graduating highschool was one of those things.

You two were in completely different crowds, and yet, Wataru had managed to spot you in that large crowd of nobodies. A crowd you thought you had managed to blend in so well that not even a celebrity would care to try to find you.

And Wataru kept his eyes on you for as long as possible without your knowledge. Why weren’t you looking his way? Why weren’t you paying attention to him? And why did every bit of your existence consume his thoughts constantly?

He wanted to know everything and anything about you. So, he took advantage of his connections and asked around about you. Your likes, your dislikes, your grades and what you were like in class. Anything and everything did not slip by him.

And now, here he was, alone with you in the boys locker room with your body pinned against Wataru’s own locker.

“Can you.. please move? I need to get my stuff and get home before—“

Wataru’s thumb brushed the bottom of your lip, his eyes staring at them before making direct eye contact with you.

“Why do you never look my way?”

You weren't expecting that question, you admit. When there were others who did the same as you, you never would have imagined a person like him asking you such a question or even paying attention to such a minute detail.

“Well… for one I have my own things to deal with, so I don’t really care about the popular people,” You spoke your mind, and it was your mind alone that switched something in Wataru. Something he hadn’t even known was in him.

Wataru tightened his hold on your wrists and pinned them at either side of your head. If he wasn't going to get your attention by being passive alone, he'll just have to be aggressive to make your world and thoughts revolve around him.

“Wata— Hmph!”

Your teeth clashed as he pressed his lips into yours, piercing you with a wave of pain. Your teeth throbbed as his lips roughly moved against yours, leaving you squirming and trying to push him away. Wataru grabbed both of your wrists with one hand and used the other to grope your groin, causing a surprised gasp to leave you. With this newfound opportunity, he shoved his tongue down your throat, nearly causing you to gag.

It seemed as though something in him switched when he was being so harsh with you. Not that you knew Wataru personally to begin with, but this wasn't the Wataru you were familiar with.

“Give into me,” Wataru exhaled, his hand briefly caressing your crotch before he dipped it beyond the hem of your pants and into your underwear. He grabbed your, rather small, dick and began teasing the tip of it. “Lose yourself to me.”

You couldn’t— You wouldn’t. Your body was defying your will even though you refused to. His hand played with your body like one of the many instruments Wataru played onstage, and just like every instrument they make noise. He almost got annoyed when you made an effort to hide the tiny mewls you'd let out in response to his hand massaging your dick.

Wataru stopped stroking you and instead tied your wrists together by removing his belt. He then pushed your body onto a nearby bench and started taking your boxers and pants down.

“Wait— Wataru! Please, you don't have to do this, stop!” Wataru disregarded your pleas as you moved your head side to side. Your boxers and pants were on the ground, and he kept doing what he was doing while running his hands along your thighs. His fingers then snuck over your hole as he watched as it fluttered a little in response.

“So cute~..” Wataru covered his finger in saliva before carefully inserting it inside of you while he watched your face contort with that unknown intrusion. He carefully pushed his finger in and out of you once it was totally within. You didn't want this, but at the very least, he was being considerate toward you.

They finally left you after stretching you out for a while and adding it up to three fingers, and the part of the whole affair you weren't looking forward to was about to begin. Wataru exposed his cock in front of you by unzipping his crimson pants and lowering them, together with his boxers, to his thighs. You weren't expecting him to be so long for a guy like him.

“I’m going in, okay?” Wataru gripped your hips as he spit into his hand and used the saliva to lubricate his cock. When he was finished, he put the tip up against your hole and then carefully pushed it inside. He hissed beneath his breath as your hole tensed up around him. “You’re so tight… Ah..”

His hips started to move once he decided that you had become sufficiently adjusted. Although it wasn't as horrible as you had anticipated, it wasn't what you had expected. Yes, you had never had sex before; you were a virgin. He had just taken your virginity, but Wataru would have suspected that by now.

He brought your hips up to meet his as he rocked them together, letting out low grunts. Wataru was liking how your tight walls squeezed his cock and how they responded as he left your entrance. How even your lovely little moans were difficult for you to hide.

“You’re so cute I just want to ruin you,” His cock continued to thrust into you rapidly as his speed quickened, slapping his hips into yours. "You'd want that, wouldn't you, my cum filling your hole, coming in you so much that it spills out of you? To have me leave my imprint on you—

Why was he so great at this, and what made him so good? You shouldn't have been having fun, but you were. You wanted more—you wanted him to almost practically rearrange your insides, to make you scream, and maybe even to let a passerby see you two enjoying the most fun a pair of high school seniors could possibly have.

“Wataru, Wataru, Wataru— uggh! Fuck! More!” Your hips bucked into his, and when the heated air between you two was exposed to it, your erect cock spilled pre-cum. Your hair was plastered to your face and to the bench underneath you by the sweat on your body. You had no clue he could make you feel this way; you felt so filthy but also so good.

“So good.. You’re such a good little pup, keep screaming my name like that!” Wataru's firm hold on your hips had already begun to bruise as he proceeded to fuck you in this way. That was one method to leave a mark on someone, but he was also very curious about various marks.

He leaned down and started giving you love bites from your chest to your neck. Even in places he doubted you could cover anything to show any trace or sign that he’d done this. In one way or another, he was going to make your world revolve around him.

Wataru grabbed hold of your dick and smeared pre-cum all over it before starting to stroke you. You were considerably nearer the edge now than you had been before. You desperately wanted to cover your mouth, but you were unable to do so because of your bound wrists. So, as Wataru's cock began to pound itself into you and his hand pumped you quickly, you groaned pitifully. Your head started spinning because so much was happening at once.

You came before you even realized it. Your stomach was covered in white bits of cum, some of which also ended up on the other guy's palm. Even though your face was even more red from embarrassment, Wataru thought it was endearing. So endearing, that the mere sight of you actually losing yourself to him had him sloppily thrust into you a couple more times before burying his cock into you.

You felt a warm substance fill you; it was strange and uncomfortable, but it also felt wonderful. You felt so satisfied and full from Wataru's cum. He left behind bruises and marks on your body that won't go away for days.

Wataru let out a deep sigh as he collected himself, “I’ll.. take you home, I don’t think anyone else is still at this school and I’m pretty sure the buses are gone by now.”

Oh, that’s right, did I ever tell you Wataru owns a car that he takes to school everyday?

#ensemble stars x reader #enstars x reader #ensemble stars #ensemble stars x y/n #ensemble stars x you #male reader #bottom male reader #ensemble stars smut #enstars smut #smut #ensemble stars x reader smut #wataru hibiki #wataru hibiki x reader #wataru hibiki x reader smut

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scekrex · 2 months

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Rules & Masterlist

These fics are for the male audience, I'm cool if you're female and silently read & enjoy em, but please: females do not interact.

I also won't do Adam (or literally any adult character I write for) x child/minor!reader. I did it once, I'm not comfortable to do it again, please respect that. Any asks/prompts that include child/minor!reader will be deleted.

Fandoms I currently write for:

Hazbin Hotel

Five Nights at Freddy's (movie & games)

Characters I write for:

Adam (x male!Reader & adamsapple)

William Afton (x male!Reader)

Springtrap (x male!Reader)

Michael Afton (x male!Reader)

I write both, SFW & NSFW

Masterlist

Adam x male!Reader

Consider chasing dick instead of pussy {SFW}

Fuck him, flip him, bend him backwards, baby, put your back into it {NSFW}

Bitches want me 'cuz they know that I can rock {NSFW}

Heavenly {NSFW}

Till death do us part, but we're already past that phase {SFW}

Heaven's gates won't open up for us again {SFW}

What it takes to be a man {SFW}

Going viral {SFW, crack fic}

Hidden in the sheets {SFW}

Lost and Found {SFW}

Any way you want me, baby, that's the way you got me {NSFW}

Night Terrors {SFW}

I'm liking it better with you {SFW, crack fic}

Drunk 'n' Nasty {SFW, crack fic}

Constant Headache {SFW}

Baby we could be Bonnie & Clyde {SFW}

Do you even {SFW, crack fic}

For you I'd bleed myself dry {SFW}

Pretty baby with the sun in his eyes {SFW}

Figure you out {SFW}

Cuffed Up {SFW}

Got Me Obsessed {NSFW}

Forbidden fruits cause damage {SFW}

Born to Lose {SFW}

Chaotically Chaotic {SFW}

Let me live/Let me die {SFW}

Lonely Eyes {SFW}

Flying and Falling are pretty close to each other {SFW, crack fic}

I’ll shelter and adore you more than anything {SFW}

Stick It To The (Wo)Man {SFW}

With broken wings we're fallin' {SFW}

The Plan (Fuck Parents) {SFW}

Pretty Boy Swag {SFW}

Goodbyes that feel like you're still in my city {SFW}

In Desire We Trust {NSFW}

People Pleasing doesn't rock {SFW}

And I dream to be your fantasy {SFW}

Chains on my lips just add flames to the fire {SFW}

Love me like you mean it, a little bit harder now {NSFW}

Never wanna stop 'cause your taste is so divine {NSFW}

Let the sun set on your life and I'll make, oh I'll make you mine {SFW}

When you meet my eyes, we both know that you're mine {SFW}

But I still want more, don't know what I'm after {NSFW}

I hate everyone, it's so easy, I wouldn't do it if I didn't really care {NSFW}

It's 'cause of these things {SFW}

He can fix it {SFW}

If God's watching then we're both sinners {SFW}

Love at first sight, I still believe {SFW}

Hurt and grieve but don't suffer alone {SFW}

I bring the ribs, I bring the drama {SFW}

Everything I love, I guess it makes me damned {NSFW}

Smother me with loving hands {SFW}

We're eating good tonight, darlin' {NSFW}

Reach out and touch faith {NSFW}

Birthday boy {SFW}

All the violence makes a statement {SFW}

If I'm so wonderful then why am I so misunderstood {SFW}

This hurts me like Heaven {NSFW}

Is this the life, the one from your dreams? {NSFW}

I got myself a fuckin' life dressed up in evening wear {SFW}

Little soldier {SFW}

About bragging and loving {SFW}

The deeper you go, the better you feel {NSFW}

Never wanted to dance with nobody, but you {SFW}

I'm a jester and I'm yours, call me your fool {SFW}

Burning, I feel it too {SFW}

There's a darkness at the heart of my love, that runs cold, runs deep {SFW}

I promise you that I'll be good to you if you promise that you'll try to love me too {SFW}

Make me cum {NSFW}

You're dead to me, stop saying my name like beetlejuice {SFW}

Spin round quick rock yo body {NSFW}

I got all twisted up, you helped straighten me out {SFW}

Suck it up, big boy {NSFW}

You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be {SFW}

Take me down, a little bit harder now {NSFW}

I'm not likely to kick a head in, but I'll curb stomp a bitch if she objects at our wedding {SFW}

Kill anyone for you {SFW}

Adam x Lucifer

Love's a rigged game {SFW}

Morning snuggles {SFW}

Fallen {SFW}

Maybe you can call me Eve, standing here under the forbidden tree {SFW, one-sided}

This hurts me like hell, feel like the angel who fell {SFW, one-sided}

William Afton x male!Reader

Not the one to trust {SFW}

Would you take my hand and take a life? {implied NSFW}

After Hours {NSFW}

Don't Cum Crying {NSFW}

Cupid Carries A Gun {NSFW}

Chaotic Good {NSFW}

Dancing with my deepest dark desire {SFW}

Springtrap x male!Reader

The Things I Could Do To You {SFW}

Michael Afton x male!Reader

Your shadow is there, wherever I go {SFW}

Better With {SFW}

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #adam x male reader #male reader #adam x reader #adamsapple #hazbin hotel lucifer #dave miller #william afton #william afton x male reader #william afton x reader #michael afton #michael afton x reader #springtrap #springtrap x reader #fnaf

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toppersjeep · 8 months

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Chapter 1- All For Love Charles Leclerc

Masterlist

Elena’s POV

Growing up wanting to be a racer I was always looked down on. Especially since I was a woman going into a male dominated sport. Not many people expected me to succeed.

So when I made it to Formula One I knew that it would be hard. Considering there weren’t many other female drivers. As of right now it’s just me and my friend Addie. Despite all the people telling us we couldn’t do it we did.

She however had more support than me. I mean of course I had my mom. But my dad wasn’t in the picture. He had decided to leave my Mom after he found out about me. Max and I have the same father just different mothers.

So we grew up with completely different lives I grew up in Australia with my Mom. He was raised far away from me. Which is why we’ve never really been close at all. We don’t even talk unless it’s for an interview or pictures. I don’t know why he’s always disliked me but it didn’t matter to me.

I knew I was a better driver than him. And I was here to prove it.

“So Elena when are you making the switch to Ferrari” Carlos asked jokingly. “Never in a million years” I said. “That’s so mean” Charles said. “Oh char you know I love both of you but” I said. “She’s a Mercedes girl boys” April said.

“For life” I said. “Would your ever consider the possibility of it in the future ” Charles asked. “I don’t know” I said grabbing plates from my kitchen. Tonight was our weekly game night.

It was off season so we all liked to hang out before getting back to the madness. It was nice to be around everyone.

“Who else is coming” Daniel asked looking at his sister. “George of course” Addie said April rolled her eyes. “I also invited Lando” April said. “You kidding he cheats all the time” Carlos said. “Okay but I want El on my team” Charles said.

“Oh what the heck” Carlos said. “Carlos I’ll be on your team” Daniel said. “Okay fine” Carlos said. “Please be careful with the pizza on our couch” I said handing Charles a slice of pizza. “I will be” Charles said. Someone the knocked on the door.

April opened it and let George and Lando in.

“We are here did you miss us” Lando said I laughed. “Oh my god what’s with the stupid top hat” Addie said laughing. “Oh mate you love it” he said setting the hat on her head. He then sat beside Addie.

I knew she had always had a thing for Lando. Charles and I knew too. We kept trying to get them together. I think everyone knew they liked each other besides themselves.

“Since everyone is here I calm dibs on Mario in Mario Kart” Daniel said. “Are you kidding that’s my favorite” Charles said. “Listen as the oldest here I overrule” Daniel said.

Later…

We were in our last couple rounds of Mario Kart. It was just down to Daniel and Lando. Whoever won this match was the winner of our mini tournament.

“Come on Lando” Addie said. “I’m team Daniel be always wins” Carlos said. “He’s trash” April said. Someone then texted me. I checked my phone to see who it was from.

Text From Lewis The Goat 🏎️

Lewis The Goat🏎️: oh shoot did I miss game night? or is it still on El?

Lewis The Goat🏎️: Was walking Roscoe and lost track of time but if you guys are still there I’ll come by!

Me: it’s still on and everyone is here watching Lando lose to Daniel as usual. Also did Ros learn his new skateboard tricks yet?

Lewis The Goat🏎️: haha yeah he’s getting better he could use your skills though. you’ll have to help him sometime

Me: Will do next time I see him at the race and of course I’ll bring him treats:)

Lewis The Goat🏎️: You can visit him anytime. Also I’ll be there shortly see you guys soon be prepared to lose

Me: see you soon !

___________

“Who was that” Charles asked. “Her super secret boyfriend perhaps” April said. “I don’t have a boyfriend” I said. “Sure you don’t you blush every time he texts you” Addie said.

I then heard a knock on my door.

“I’ve got it don’t worry” Lando said walking over to open the door. It was Lewis. “Room for one more” Lewis said I smiled. “Always” I said. “I’m a bit late but I did bring drinks” he said holding a bottle of wine.

“A hero for real” April said taking the bottle. “April no more wine love” George said following her to the kitchen. “You’re up mate” Daniel said to Lewis. “Oh me versus who” Lewis said setting his coat in the closet.

“Me I guess” I said.

Later on..

Everyone decided to start leaving and of course April and George were gone. So it was just me , Charles and Lewis now.

“So doing anything for your birthday the big 25” Lewis said. “Uhhh I don’t think so” I said. “What about a dinner or something” Charles said putting dishes away. “I don’t wanna do anything fancy” I said. “Not even cake” Charles said.

“Maybe a cheesecake” I said. “That’s my girl” Charles said I blushed. “Well then if you aren’t doing anything can I take you out to dinner” Lewis asked. Char stopped in his tracks.

“Uh sure I don’t see why not” I said. “With the whole crew they’d love it” Lewis said. My smile faded. I thought he meant a date. But I guess not. “I’ll be there too” Charles said.

Charles and Lewis finally went home. So I sat out on my balcony looking at the sunset. Then I heard my neighbor open there balcony door.

“Pssst neighbor” Danny said. “God your annoying what” I said. “You look bored” Danny said. “Yeah your sister is hanging out with George” I said making air quotes around hanging out. “I don’t wanna know what she’s doing” Danny said.

“Or who” I said. “Okay enough mate” Danny said I laughed. “What do you want” I said. “For you to come over” Danny said. “Me” I said. “You see I need help with this thing” Danny said. “Oh” I said. “Wanna help me” he said I rolled my eyes.

I then went back inside my apartment and shut the balcony door. I quickly went over to Danny’s door and knocked on it.

“You’re not the plumber” Danny said. “Oh shut up” I said kissing him. He then shut the door. “Well maybe you can still help me” he said setting me on his couch. “Perhaps” I said.

And there I was again. Back in my ex boyfriend’s apartment. We said we’d stop doing this thing but well.

I can’t say no …

#fanfic #love #charles leclerc #charles leclerc smut #lewis hamilton #lando x reader #lando norris #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #mercedes amg f1 #red bull f1 #george russell #daniel riccardo x reader #my ocs <3 #daniel ricciardo #daniel riccardo imagine #max verstappen #red bull formula 1

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muvaginger · 1 month

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Hii so I have a request, I've been scared to ask but now I got a sudden confidence, so can I request a story where m! reader is a sub! shy soft guy who works at the butterfly mansion and shinobu has an eye on him and likes to tease him because he gets flustered alot (Im sure canon shinobu definitely likes sub!boys) so once he was treating a fem! patient and this patient kept flirting with him Infront of shinobu which she didn't like so after the patient leaves shinobu fucks him dumb with only her hand and he was very desperate, submissive and was begging for her forgiveness so she uses her tounge and be more gentle which made shinobu more mean to him ....I've been fantasizing about this alot, I finally got the courage to ask hope you can do it I'd be so thankful 😭 (love your kny imagines especially the rengoku ones)🫶🏼 love youu🫶🏼

Hello there, Anon! 🫶🏾

I can definitely do this for you! Bare with me since this is my first Sub! Male fic! I struggled with wether to make this into a mini Drabble OR an imagine and it just fitted best as an Imagine so here it goes!

Hope you enjoy! ☺️

“Mine”

Dom!ShinobuKochoXSubMale!Reader Imagine

CW: 18+ NSFW Content, Pet Names, Bullying, Oral (Reader Rec), Handjob (Reader Rec), Degradation & Overstimulation

Shinobu Kocho has taken a liking to you.

So much so that every time she gets the chance, she’ll purposely put you on projects or errands around the mansion that only she can oversee.

She loved how timid, shy, and overall quiet you were, Always getting your work done without saying much. Hell, she didn’t until one day she saw you get frustrated. That’s when she started to pay more attention to you.

People wouldn’t notice you were there unless something flustered you. And if it wasn’t for the fact that she saw you that day getting upset over a task you were dealing with, she wouldn’t have either. But who could forget how adorable you acted over something so trivial? She couldn’t and from that day on, she made it her goal—no, new hobby—to make you flustered.

Of course you didn’t notice it as first. You were too busy to notice the blatant favoritism and attention she showed you and only you. But just recently after treating one of the many female patients residing in the mansion did you notice.

Per your usual day to day routine, you watched over and care for the residents of the Butterfly Mansion, providing them with excellent care. Not that you paid attention but from time to time, patients would flirt with you out of pure boredom. Well, this encounter was about the same.

The patient was being extra touchy and you being too shy to speak up, try to dodge and endure as much as you can to get the task done. Little did you know, Shinobu was close by watching the entire ordeal and to say she was perplexed would be an understatement.

She wasn’t pleased and soon you’ll find out why.

About an hour later while you were cleaning up the room, you hear a familiar voice call out to you. A voice that you have grown fond of call out your name. You turn to see her standing there, door clicking shut behind her. She spoke plainly at first, asking her normal questions and then started teasing you.

“I saw what happened earlier, Y/N. Couldn’t handle the heat?” She said teasingly. Garnering a flushed and embarrassed expression from you which sent waves through her. The way your eyes diverted and how you tried to steer away from the conversation made this once innocent interaction turn lewd.

One thing led to another. You went from sterilizing the room to being commanded to take off your pants, spread your legs and touch yourself while being called everything under the sun.

“That’s cute. You’re already ready to cum and I haven’t even touched you yet.”

Your slow breathy pants became pleads of release as she talked you through your thrusts. Confessing her deepest and darkest fantasies to you while you fight to not faint from the overstimulation.

Maybe it was the way she speaking to you while bullying your mushroom with her thumb or the fact that she was tease you by licking her lips and getting close to your inflamed cock just to pull back and giggle that made you so hard. But you knew that you wouldn’t be able to take much more and so did she.

It was never supposed to get to this point, her wanted to hear you cry out and beg for release in such a pitiful manner but how can she resist? You looked so fucking cute when you begged. And what made it worse was while you were desperatly fucking into her hand, hot tears stained you pitiful face and it just made something in her snap.

It was no longer a game or hobby to toy and play with you. She wanted you to herself and of doing this makes you submit, then so be it. She couldn’t stand how close and comfortable that woman was and quite frankly, wanted to crucify her for even touching let alone talking to you in which a way. But after this little interaction, she knew that you weren’t anyone else’s but hers.

She keeps egging and egging you on and slowly you slip into madness and she’s drinking it all in. While harshly pumping your cock, she demands you apologize for allowing such a lewd woman or any woman that’s not her to touch you and you oblige while having tears in your eyes. She’s almost satisfied but not until you admit and submit.

“Tell me that you’re mine and I’ll allow you to cum. Go on, my pet. Say it.”

It only took you a few seconds to practically scream out that she owns you. That you were hers and hers alone and no one—and you meant NO ONE- could satisfy you like she could. And wit a pop, the warm feeling of her tongue brushed slightly against your head, sending shockwaves throughout your body. The moan that left you could wake the dead and sounded like music to her ears.

“Mine” she kept saying over and over in her mind. “He’s all mine”

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romanreignseater · 1 year

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Press Play Pt. 3 The Finale

Roman Reigns x Black Female! OC (Xena)

Rating: 18+

Warning: Smut, rough sex, choking, and a special surprise!!!

“Being the girlfriend to a famous divorced father of 5 wasn’t your plan at 26 years old. You trusted him with your life, so you agreed to film a little something, but now you regret ever meeting him when your whole life is exposed.”

A/N: It’s practically the next day for some of us, but I’ve just been having a lot of sleepless nights and very mentally tired, but I feel way better. Thank you guys so much for being patient ❤️❤️!!

GIF: @jeysuso

The ride to the private jet was excruciating, but the actual flight itself was horrid. It was nothing but uncomfortable silence and the sounds of each other breathing.

Even though, your feelings were still hurt you couldn’t help but to gawk at the man you once loved, or still loved.

You were so confused, yet so infatuated by him and everything he’s done.

He brought back his infamous tracksuit and slick back bun. His legs spread apart and his manhood on full display.

“Take a picture it’ll last longer sweetheart.” Rolling your eyes you weren’t here for Roman’s antics. “You know all about taking videos and pictures huh?!” Scoffing, Roman smirked and quietly laughed to himself.

“You’re never gonna let it go?! I’ve apologized and did everything humanly possible to make sure you were safe and your reputation wouldn’t suffer.” You crossed your arms and legs, looking away from him.

“I came back to SmackDown on Friday and the crowd chanted cam boy. I left, headed to the parking lot, and the fans could only say is ‘We Want Xena.’ Chanting for you, people coming up to me asking why did I do you like that and she made you so happy.”

Breathing heavily, your eyes were glued to the night sky. “Xe… look at me when I’m talking to you.” His voice gruff and low. Tears began to well in your eyes, not wanting to feel trapped by his trance. He sighs and gets up from his seat.

You winced and whimpered in the corner as he walked closer to you. Bending down at the side of your seat, he placed his hand on your thigh. “Xe, look at me baby.” Tears fell down your face as you mustered up the courage to look him in his eyes.

Something you haven’t done in weeks.

“There’s my pretty girl.” You lightly smiled. “I promise you I didn’t mean for any of that to happen, I wish I could take it back everyday. Please forgive me and let’s enjoy this vacation.”

Thoughts coursed through your head, not knowing what to do. “Ro… let’s just get to Bora Bora with doing this right now.” Nodding his head, Roman placed a kiss on your cheek and sat back down across from you.

The first couple of days in Bora Bora were actually pretty good. Roman was an absolute gentleman, never mentioning the situation or your relationship once. He really spent his time gently taking care of you and all your needs.

Yet, you couldn’t bare to sleep in the same bed as him. He slept in the living room of the villa, while you slept in the bedroom. He would come in to check on you and use the bathroom. His scent wafting the room, that warm musk and driftwood called your name. But, you just couldn’t.

Waking up, you didn’t get your usual wake up call from Roman. Smelling and hearing the sounds of bacon, you rise from the bed and head to the kitchen. There he stood shirtless, sweatpants riding low leaving little imagination as possible. “You like what you see huh?!” Blinking profusely, you stood dumbfounded.

“I made your favorite mama. Waffles and bacon.” Walking up to the island, you sat on the stool accepting the breakfast he made for you. He pours you a glass of orange juice and watches you eat.

“Do you like what you see weirdo?!” He laughed, enjoying your snide comment. “I love what I see baby, I’ve loved what I’ve seen for a really long time.” Looking down, you continue to eat your waffles. Hearing his footsteps trail closer to you, you duck your head down even lower. He stands next to you, body on full display and heavily breathing by your side.

“Baby look at me.” “I’m good no thanks.” You stand with a mouthful. He pulls your chin in between his fingers and brings you both face to face. “You know I hate when you ignore me.” Your breathing heightened, not planning the next words that came out of your mouth. “Then do something about it.”

His eyes darkened and his grin widen. “There’s my girl. Get your ass up on this counter.” Following his instructions, you placed your on the counter shoving your breakfast aside. Roman immediately grabbed your waist, standing in between your spread legs. “I know you missed me.” Rolling your eyes at his remark. “Just shut up and kiss me.”

“With pleasure.”

Your lips intertwined as if they never left each other. He grabbed your perfect round ass and grind against your clothed cunt. Your arms held his thick neck and never let go. You both began to take off each others clothes, which was little to none.

“I fuckin missed this baby, please don’t leave I’ll never let this happen to us again. Please forgive me.” He said breathlessly as he kissed my lips. “Okay… I trust you.” Roman gave you the biggest bear hug, tightly squeezing you and never letting go.

“I gotta be inside you now mama, I can’t wait.” He gently pushed me back against the island and I propped myself back up on my elbows. He slid my panties down my legs and stuffed them in my mouth. “Don’t get it twisted baby, I still wanna hear those screams.” My legs shut in anticipation, but he quickly spread them apart.

I heard a low “fuck” come from his lips as he admired my wet lips covered in slick. He bit and licked his lips as he pulled apart your lips to expose your bundle of nerves. Roman blows onto your clit, causing you to shiver. He gently licks a bold stripe up your clit, stopping at it to suck it into his mouth. His giant lips encase your clit and his tongue swirled around it.

Your moans muffled by your panties, but still audible. “I’m sorry mama, I just had to get a quick taste. I missed that shit.” Spreading your legs wider, Roman got the hint. He quickly removed his boxers, showcasing all his manhood. Your pussy clenched around nothing, already feeling the effects of his cock without it even being in you.

Roman circled his cock around you clit and swiftly entered your cunt. You moaned loudly and nearly shrieked as the sheer fullness of his dick. “Shhh baby, I got you.” Tears ran down your face as you haven’t been dicked down in a minute.

Roman’s hands wrapped around your throat as he hovered above you. His dick slowly, but surely began to pound your cunt. His balls slapped against your winking hole as he picked up the pace. The wet and hot feeling of his dick absolutely massacring your pussy led you to sob.

“That dick so good, I got your ass weeping. Take that shit baby.” You screamed as he brutally abused your cunt into oblivion. Your tits bounced up and down to the rhythm of his strokes. Your legs were soon placed on the island next to you head and he didn’t skip a beat. “OH MY GOD, I’M GONNA CUM!!” You yelled through your panties. “Let’s do it together baby.”

You both reached your highs and Roman then hit you hard and deep strokes and ensuring all of his cum stayed lodged inside of you. He stared you dead in your eyes and shocked you. “Marry me.”

“What?!”

“You heard me, marry me. I love you with all my heart and the main reason why I wanted this trip in the first place was to propose. When you left me it was the worst time of my life, I couldn’t bare to sleep in my bed alone, go to dinner, hell even brush my teeth alone. I wanna do all those things with you and more forever and ever.”

He pulled out as you both moaned at the loss of fullness. He walks to his bag on the living room floor and pulls out a box. You arise from the island and he stands in between your legs. He opens the box and a beautiful opal diamond ring stunned you. “What do you say baby, be with me forever.” Tears began to flood your face and chest.

You nodded your head while laughing and crying. Roman began crying as he put the ring onto your finger. Sniffling, “It’s perfect and it’s my birthstone.” “What can I say, I know my girl.”

Yes he did…

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THE END.

Thank you all for being on this little journey with me, I hope to write an even bigger story like this, but I wanted to test the waters. Love you all and thanks for being so supportive and patient with me 💝💝.

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certifiedlovergirlsstuff · 9 months

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spidergirl and the cowboy

pairing: chad meeks-martin x female!reader

WC: 2K

warnings: men being gross (reoccurring in my party scene fics), cursing, drinking. should be all.

summary: being nosey has its perks

A/N: take this. idk just take it! gonna try and write some fics for chad cause he fully deservers them just as much as ethan!

@alecmores 💕

in the drafts since may28

masterlist / chad meeks-martin

lights flashed in colors of blue then red and green. the floor vibrated from the deep bass of the house speakers playing pop or rap music. you could feel the sweat dripping from your temples and your neck as it slid down your skin and further into your costume. your red solo cup in hand splashed a bit of liquor staining the red and blue of your suit, but you weren’t paying it any mind, too pulled into the music and rhythm to care about anything other than the good time you were having.

an arm slipped around your waist and pulled you flush against a chest. you gave a light gasp but didn’t think too hard about it, just wanting to enjoy the moment of college life. your bodies swayed together, the mystery person’s breath hitting your neck. you could feel their lips grazing your pulse point and feel their hand trailing up to your chest.

alarm bells rang loudly in your head.

chad was doing shot after shot with ethan in a corner by the kitchen. his face would scrunch from the strong burn of vodka sliding down his throat. a hand clapping ethan hard on the back causing the poor boy to cough from the liquor and slap.chad looked around the crowded kitchen. a few people leaning against counters as they chatted with cups in their hands and a couple being gross and handsy as they devoured each other's faces. chad grimaced.

“you just wish you were doing that with y/n.”

chad’s brows shot up as he twisted his head to look at ethan who held a bit of a smirk to his mouth. “why would i want to do that-“ he pointed an accusing finger to the couple “-with y/n?” he scoffed.

ethan stared him down, “cause you like her. very obviously might i add from all of us.” he shrugged.“what- what do you mean, all of us?”

again ethan just stared chad down, “your sister, her girlfriend. the carpenters, me and quinn. that’s our whole friend group, so everyone.” ethan took a sip from his cup and soured.

chad rolled his eyes and looked around for- “actually, have you seen y/n since we’ve been here?” he just remembered that you split from the group once everyone got drinks. chad’s been mostly by ethan’s side the whole time trying to get him ready to talk to some girls tonight. he would see tara walking by now and then, and he knew that mindy and anika were sitting on the couch.

ethan’s checked his surroundings and from his vantage point, he could see you dancing with some guy that was way too close for comfort. and he was able to see how you turned in the guy's hold and pushed at his chest which did nothing.

“oh shit.” “what?” chad grew panicked. ethan pointed you out and when chad saw the situation, he jumped into action.

“back off, dick,” you grumbled as you weakly pushed the guy in his chest. all he did was stumble and move closer with a wicked smirk.

“what? don’t wanna have any fun?” his face leaned in close and you had to lean back to avoid it from touching yours. “not with you.”

you tried to get him to back off again. shoving or even blatantly telling his drunk ass to fuck off, but he didn’t listen. your head swiveled like an owl trying to find any of your friends for help, and you heaved a shaky sigh of relief when you were able to spot ethan’s cardboard outfit.

“my- my boyfriend is- is in the kitchen. so back off.”

the douchebag didn’t understand a single word coming out of your mouth since he just pulled you in closer and let his hands wander further to places you didn’t want him to touch.

“hey!” the both of you looked up and saw a fuming chad. “pretty sure you heard the lady. back off.”

chad was able to move you away from the drunk guy and behind him. both of your hands gripped his arm to keep him close, worried about the scene he might cause.

but you saw the way the frat guy eyed him up and down with a cocky smirk, “well howdy cowboy. didn’t realize miss spider girl was taken.” he hiccuped, “your fault for leaving her on her own.”

chad gave him a shove to the shoulder with his left hand, “you should learn to leave girls alone when they tell you to fuck off.”

“chad, chad.” tugging his arm for attention. his fierce eyes softened at the pleading look on your face, “let’s leave. go back to your dorm.” you were tired of the party anyway.

chad let you lead him away and led you towards the front door with a hand on your lower back. once the cool october night air hit you in the face, you took a deep breath and let your shoulders sag.

“oh shit!” chad became alert again, “we didn’t tell the others we were leaving.” chad sighed at your concerns.

“i’ll text the chat and let them know. also pretty sure ethan saw us leave.” you nodded at his words and without a thought, you waffled your hands together. you looked up at chad to see if you crossed a line, but he held a pretty smile and led the both of you away from the house and back towards the campus.

“thanks again…for saving me.”

“it’s no problem. i would do it again in a heartbeat.”

you watched chad as he put his key into the locks and pushed the door open. he moved out of the way for you to enter first. the walk from the party to his campus apartment cleared your head of alcohol significantly and you just deeply wished for sleep to pull you away from reality.

“do you want anything to eat or drink?” chad threw his woodsboro letterman’s jacket on their couch. at the mention of those two things you’ve been lacking for a few hours, you could put sleeping off for a few minutes. already having been acquainted with the layout of the place, without a word you grab a cup and fill it with water. you start to chug until it’s empty and your panting from the thirst quench. getting a second refill and grabbing their large bag of goldfish, you left chad behind as you walked to his room.

you move effortlessly around chad’s space. cup and bag on the nightstand as you move to his closet and search for suitable sleepwear. “please. make yourself at home.” you heard the sarcasm but when you faced the doorway, he leaned against the opening and just looked…content. happy.

“if you want me to move in, all you have to do is ask.” flirty banter slipping. you were about to backtrack but chad spoke first. “well i’d ask, but it is a bit cramped. you know, having to either share a bed with me or ethan. or the couch if you please, but it’s definitely more uncomfortable than these twin beds.”

your body froze in place as chad strutted closer. his straw hat sitting between his shoulder blades and he had a finger hooked in the two front loops of his jeans. your cheap spider-man suit felt like it was sticking to every part of your body and you wanted the zipper down.

“can you… can you…” turning your back to chad and moving your hair out of the way.the air shifted as chad got closer and your breath hitched when you felt his fingers skim over your neck as he reached for the zipper. he teasingly took his time as he pulled it down, lower and lower until it stopped and your back was revealed. you grabbed a shirt and some gym shorts before heading to the bathroom.

palms holding you up, you looked in the mirror and gave a few breaths to steady your pacing heart. stripping the sweaty suit and into loose clothing, you walked back to chad’s room to see him also in different clothes.

“i’m gonna- i’m gonna sleep on the couch and you can have my bed.”

“are… are you sure. i mean, i’m fine with the couch.”

chad reached for your hands, “no, no. it’s fine. it’s been a long night and i can tell you’re tired. i want to wait up for ethan anyway.”

rolling your lips, you just nodded your head as you gently squeezed your conjoined hands. you didn’t step away, chad didn’t pull away. both of you detail the features that design the faces you love so much, eyes falling and staying on tempting lips.

“i should… i should let you get some sleep.” chad whispered. it took five seconds which felt like hours before he took his hands back. you don’t know what you were thinking or if you were even thinking. all you did was whisper chad’s name before he could leave your side, and start to lean towards him. you were planning to kiss him, it felt right at the moment. the tension was there, the both of you gazing at each other and staring at lips just begging to be touched.

just an inch or two away from his lips… his cheek. chad moved his head to the side and you landed on his cheek instead of your intended destination. motor functions moving slowly due to the liquor, you pulled away. “i’m uh… i’m gonna sleep now.” a nervous chuckle as you moved around chad and flung yourself into his sheets.

“good night, y/n.”

“good night, chad.”

when his door closed, you groaned lowly to yourself, bedding thrown over your face. “stupid, stupid. of course he wouldn’t want to kiss you. just drunk and mixing signals, that’s all.” a few beats of silence until you groaned again and forced yourself to sleep.

“so… you’re a wimp.”

chad’s spoon of cereal stopped in mid-air at ethan’s words. “no i’m not. i wasn’t gonna kiss her when she’s been drinking.” sinking the metal into his mouth and chewing the food and drinking the milk.

ethan paused, but then nodded his head. “very gentlemanly of you, but she was the one who was starting it wasn’t she? so it is obvious that y/n likes you!” his voice was higher at the end and chad started to shush him.

“dude, keep your voice down. but look, that doesn’t mean anything.”

ethan’s head hits the table making a loud thudding noise, and bowls of food slightly shaking. chad just stared at his friend's dramatics while spooning more food into his mouth and chewing in thought. maybe you did like him…

“are you finally realizing that you like y/n more than a friend and thinking about when to tell her?”

chad narrowed his ethan’s at ethan’s stupid smirk. “no.”

ethan just raised his brows. “…yes.”

ethan fist pumped the air, “and mindy said it would be longer. i fucking win!”

chad once again, calmed ethan’s tone down so he wouldn’t wake you. “look, okay, i tell y/n i like her, and then what?”

before ethan could respond they heard a door opening and then footsteps that brought you into their kitchen-dining area. hair disheveled, dirty makeup coating your eyes, chad’s t-shirt rumpled with sleep. he thought you looked so cute, even with that morning pout.

the two boys greeted you but you didn’t say anything back. feet still carrying you until you stood beside chad, turned his head your way, and leaned down to connect your lips.

for about a minute it felt like you and chad were the only ones in the apartment. pretending you were already dating and this was something you just do every morning to greet your partner.

you pulled away first. eyes fluttering open with a look at chad. he looked stunned but that soon morphed into happiness. both of you smiling like idiots at each other.

“well, good morning, beautiful.” his voice rasped.

you sighed and walked away to the kitchen, “don’t call me that when it looks like i got into an alley fight with a cat and the cat won.” grabbing a bowl and the milk.

“that’s oddly specific, has that happened?” ethan asked around a mouthful of food.

“yes, ethan. it has.”

a beat of silence before both boys started laughing and you couldn’t help but join in the infectious glee.

a/n2: this was the only way i could end the fic. i know i know, it’s not my best.

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