#and tomorrow is a day i wouldn't normally have school

[jaysgirlx]

❝ 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ❞

❥ pairing: valentines jason todd x f!reader

❥ summary: this is your first valentine's day with jason after well he died and came back, he needs everything to be perfect for you to make for all the lost time.

❥ warnings: bit of angst, mentions of abuse/torture, tons of fluff & smut, unapproving dad Bruce Wayne

❥ wc: 4.3k

"Jason stop it, c'mon Bruce is going to catch us" you squealed, while your boyfriend pressed kisses all over your neck. "I don't want you to get banned from seeing me again, especially with Valentine's upcoming!"

Jason groaned and lifted his head up from your hickey-stained neck. "Even if Bruce does ban me, there's no way in hell I'm missing our first Valentine's," Jason says, laying his head on your chest. The two of you comfortably lay in your bed, cuddling while your parents were asleep a couple doors down.

You'd grown up with Jason, you'd always known him as a troublesome kid but that didn't stop you from developing a crush on the guy. You never thought of saying anything until you learned he'd gotten adopted after his dad kinda just disappeared.

For weeks you'd missed him, you missed how dumb antics, you missed the way he was always following you around and you missed his dumb smile. God, you loved that cheesy grin he always gave you..

Until one day he appeared on your doorstep, telling you that Bruce, his new dad was finally allowing him to visit his old friends. You thought he'd forgotten you but it was far from it and you knew then and there you definitely had a thing for Jason Todd.

It still took a while for either of you to confess your feelings. You thought you would crack first but Jason did instead when he learned that some guy from your school had a crush on you. He didn't mean for it to come out but he was just so jealous, "Why go out with him when you have me huh? I'd make a much better boyfriend. Just go out with me"

He wasn't wrong because he did, a week later you were on the best date of your life. Jason took you to this amazing amusement park that was happening in the middle of Gotham City. The whole night was spent on games and junk food, and Jason Todd got his kiss on the cheek that wasn't from Barbara.

Over time your relationship developed into something more, you couldn't help but spend more and more time with him. He eventually asked you to be his girlfriend and you've been his ever since.

"Well, I don't want to risk it okay? You need to get home before Bruce notices, don't you guys have patrol tonight"

"Okay fine, fine but first, I have something for you princess"

You watch as Jason pulls out what looks to be a ring box. "Woah, wash slow your roll buster, we are only 15 you can't freaking propose!" you whisper scream, praying that your shock wouldn't wake up your parents.

"Princess calm down, it's just a promise ring," Jason said rolling his eyes as if this was normal. "I wanted to give it to you before our date tomorrow, so you'll already be wearing it"

Jason sat up a bit and cleared his throat while he looked at you nervously, "I'm not sure if I've made this clear but…I love you y/n. Like really love you and you're the girl I want to spend the rest of my life with. So I got this promise ring, it's like a sign of me promising myself to you if that makes any sense"

"You love me?"

"Yes, I love you y/n and you don't have to say it back okay? We're young, I have years to come to hear you say it"

You were silent as he slipped the ring on your finger. You could tell from the moment he opened the box it wasn't cheap but you couldn't complain he bought it for you. Because he loved you. And you wanted to say it back but you were scared, scared to fully accept that you loved him.

Jason didn't care if you said it back or not because, in his eyes, you were the only one who accepted him. He looked at you sweetly and gave you a soft smile before getting out of your bed and heading towards your window. Now was the time to say it, to tell him you loved him but you just couldn't m

"I'll see you tomorrow okay sweetheart? I'll pick you up at 7" He says climbing out the window with one of his cheesy grins.

At the age of 15, you'd never be happier to be young and stupidly in love with Jason Todd. Ever since he moved in with Bruce, the two of you didn't get to see each other a lot, and that caused tension between him and Bruce. Jason believed he deserved a later curfew so he could visit you but Bruce was against it, he didn't think it was safe.

Tonight Jason snuck out to see you, the two of you had Valentine's Day plans and wanted to confirm them and we'll spend time with you. You were his world, you were one of the biggest reasons he became Robin. You were the one he wanted to protect no matter what and you knew that.

What you didn't know was this would be the last time you'd ever see Jason at least until you saw his casket. The two of you never celebrated your first Valentine's and you never got to tell Jason how much he meant to you. You never got to tell him how stupid he was for sneaking out, how much you didn't deserve this wrong, and that you did love him back.

7 years later

Everything had to be perfect.

Currently, it was February 14th and Jason had woken up with what was probably the worst news he could've gotten over a phone call.

Dear Mr.Todd, we're sorry to bother you on such a busy day but your reservation at Gotham Restaurant has been canceled due to a surge of higher-paying customers. We can reschedule your reservation for free at any time. We are sorry for this inconvenience.

"You're kidding me right!" Jason yelled, banging his fist against the wall. Out of a day, it had to snow today huh? Your first Valentine's since the two of you got back together. The first Valentine's since he died. Jason had never been able to give you the Valentines you deserved and when the two of you got back together, he immediately started planning.

"No Sir, we are very sorry for this inconvenience and we can try and get you another reservation elsewhere but-"

"Nowhere else is going to have any free spot and even ignoring that my girlfriend wants to go the Gotham Restaurant not anywhere else"

Well, that is what you had told him when he asked what restaurant would you like to go to that you hadn't been to yet. This wasn't how today was supposed to go. Jason had the whole day planned out. What should've been waking up in his followed by breakfast in bed, shopping, lunch, more shopping, dinner at your favorite place, a movie, dessert at your favorite ice cream shop, and ending with hopefully some cuddling if you didn't mind was now all ruined.

Jason had needed today to be perfect especially after you got over the fact that your dead boyfriend was not only alive but also vililangte who was formerly a crime lord. The fact you still wanted to be with him after all this time bewildered him this led him to believe he was probably on thin ice with you so today had to be perfect.

Since it was already Valentine's Day he knew no other restaurant would have any space for a reservation so that meant he'd probably have to cook the two of you dinner. Jason had quite the stocked fridge so he didn't see it as a bad idea but he knew you'd be disappointed for sure.

His entire relationship was riding on today being perfect and it was already failing. While Jason tried to get dressed he quickly noticed that it was already passed 8 o'clock. He was late, He said he'd make you breakfast in bed at 8 which made him late. Could today get any worse?

And it did when you told him you wouldn't eat breakfast with him because your boss really needed you at work for a couple of hours and he had already been on his way to your apartment. "I'll be back early enough for us to go shopping, and go to the restaurant. mkay? I guess we'll have to miss the movie" you said through the phone while simultaneously getting dressed for work. "Can't wait to go the Gotham Restaurant, can't believe you got us a reservation babe."

"Yeah about that…" Jason couldn't do this, he couldn't tell you that actually, you guys weren't getting dinner anywhere and that he was going to cook at home. You sounded so excited and so happy and he didn't want to be the reason that went away. "You'll love it alright. I'll pick you up from work around 6 for your shopping spree and then we'll get dinner"

"Jay I don't need to go shopping, dinner is enough really-"

"I want to take you shopping okay? I have enough saved up to spoil you and that's what I plan to do sweetheart"

Your heart hummed at the word sweetheart. It had been so long since Jason had called you that. It felt surreal because at times he didn't feel like Jason, well not like your Jason. The Jason who kissed you like his life depended on it, the Jason who was obsessed with holding your hand, the Jason who told you he loved you.

When Bruce called you and told you Jason was alive you didn't believe him. Jason was dead, you were at the funeral just like everyone else and knew how he died. A small part of you blame Bruce, this wouldn't have happened to Dick and even if it did he would've found him. Bruce tried telling you a couple more times but you ignored him. Your boyfriend, no your Jason was dead. The next time you hear about it was from Dick because Jason was out for blood. Joker's if we had to be specific.

You didn't want to believe him but Dick had loved Jason like they were biological brothers and you knew he wouldn't lie. He warned you that Jason was different and that I should be wary of him.

You took his advice and made sure not to walk home alone and tried not to go out at night but one day you had a rough day at work and you decided to visit Jason's grave. You left red dahlias on his tombstone and sat down next to it. You started talking to it about how your boss yelled at you and called you incompetent. "You would have called him an asshole for that if you were here," You told him how much you missed him. You knew he was alive but it felt so much easier talking to the tombstone because it felt like he was really there.

You did this consistently for about 2 months, you had caught on that someone was watching you. It was Dick because when you did actually see the figure they were much taller than Dick and they stayed hidden, Dick wouldn't have a reason to do that. It made sense to alert Dick but you didn't because you knew who it was and you weren't ready to face him.

Eventually, you heard from Dick that Jason had changed and that maybe you should talk to him but you still needed time. That didn't stop Jason from approaching you at your apartment. You were startled because your little high school boyfriend was suddenly 6 feet and over 200 pounds. He was practically all muscle and you were kinda scared. That didn't stop you from crying in his arms.

It took a while for the two of you to adjust to being in each other's lives especially when you never stopped having feelings for him. When you admitted that to him, he asked for a second chance. That he'd be yours even if you weren't his. So you let him be yours.

"Okayyy, I'll see you at 6 hun," you said just as you cut off the call.

Jason paces around his bedroom trying to figure out how the hell he was going to get the reservation back.

The two of you arrive at the mall, and you wait while Jason parks his motorcycle. It was shocking how there were barely any cars in the lot. Jason assumed that maybe people were just busy cause of Valentine's. You were so excited to go in that you ran over to the doors to get inside except you couldn't.

Closed for Construction, the sign read.

Jason didn't think today could get worse but it did. "No no no! This wasn't supposed to be Damn it!" He said angrily. He had even called the building, they were supposed to be opened. Construction wasn't for another 2 weeks, it was just his luck that they decided to start early. "Jason it's fine, I told you I don't need to go shopping. It was very thoughtful of you though to want to spoil me but you're already getting me dinner at the best restaurant in the city"

"There is no dinner! Our reservation got fucking and canceled and…Today is ruined y/n. Let me just take you home."

"Jason why didn't you tell me, I can promise you today is not ruined. Jay, are you even listening to me?"

Jason was hardly processing your words though because all he could think was losing you. You would dump him and he would go back to hating himself and his very existence. Would life go back to being a reminder that he died? He was tortured endlessly until he was finally out of his misery. No matter how hard the Joker tried to convince him that you hated him he wouldn't believe him. The part of you wearing his promise ring is what kept him going. What got him through the beating. What made it easier to look at the scars.

What left did he have if he wasn't able to love you. He was yours, he didn't know how to love others and he didn't want to because he would always love you. When he was watching you he realized that even though it had been 7 years you were still the same.

Still had the pretty smile and that contagious laugh, still had a knack for books and enjoyed it. You were still his, at least he believed so. And the one thing you asked him, he couldn't deliver. You messed up your first Valentine's and now he was going to mess up this one too.

"Jay for fucks sake, would you look at me!!"

Jason wasn't sure if it was that cursing that made him snap out of his spiral or maybe it was the fact that you were holding his hands. It had only been 2 weeks since he reintroduced himself into your life, and had been avoiding affection. He knew it was cause he was so big now and you were a bit scared. But right now you weren't. You were holding your hands with his. You were looking at him with what looked like pain and so much regret but you were smiling at him. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"Just shut up okay? And listen to what I have to say"

After you had finally managed to calm him down you knew you needed to tell d him how you had felt. "When I lost you, I regretted so much Jay but what I regretted most was not telling you that I loved you and it hurt. It hurt knowing Joker had you and that you were in pain but what hurt more was that you were really gone."

You paused and slowed your breath a bit.

"I know it seems like you owe me something like you need to make up for lost time or show me you're worth love but I already know that Jay. I've been yours since we were kids, m'kay? "

"But I do owe you, I owe you the goddamn world if possible"

"For what Jay?"

"Accepting me again I know I'm different than I'm used to be. I'm more shut out and I know I definitely look different. There is so much you accepted just cause I love you"

You groaned annoyingly and raised your hand up and shook it in his face, "Have you even noticed that I'm still wearing this promise ring? The one you gave me?"

Jason had, you wondered why you still wore it. It was so tiny and was probably uncomfortable. It was a tiny gold band, he had paid Selina for that had a diamond on it. To others, it clearly looked like it could be an engagement ring and you still wore it because you still, did being to someone whether was dead or alive. People tried to convince you to move on and take off the ring but you didn't listen.

"You still have it..."

"Mhmm, believe me now?"

"How about we get dinner to go at some random place, come to my place and we'll eat and cuddle while watching some movies"

"You're okay with just that?"

"I'm okay with anything as long as I'm doing it with you Jay, that's the whole point"

Jason smiled and held you in his arms, "can't believe you're still all mine"

"C'mon let's go to the movie theater and see what they've got"

And that's exactly what you did.

The two of you were cozied up on your bed, with a bunch of food. Jason bought himself chili dogs and got you pancakes to make up for breakfast. Who knew pancakes tasted better at night?

Jason also bought 2 tubs of Ice Cream to substitute as dessert. You may not be eating at that fancy restaurant but you were still having the time of your life.

" I swear you hated chili dogs when I was alive?!"

"I always liked them I just never wanted to admit it else that would've been the only food we'd ever eat"

While the TV played in the background you looked over at Jason who looked the happiest he'd been all day. There he was, your Jason. He was there, under all those scars he was still there. Jason noticed you were staring you looked over at you, and leaned in to place a soft kiss on your lips. "I've missed the taste of your lips" he whispered quietly

He kissed you again and this time you wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. "I've missed you, Jay," you said in response. Jason didn't hands on his way to your hips and he pulled you closer, right onto his lap. You still hadn't adjusted to Jason being so big, so when your hands found your way to his muscles you were surprised to feel him groan while you felt him up a bit.

"Sweetheart, if you keep this up I'm going to do something you might regret"

"I didn't regret my first time with you, I'm not going to regret it now babe"

He groaned again this time grinding his hips upwards against yours. Jason swiftly switches your position, putting you underneath him. His kisses quickly became more eager while his hips rutted into you, "Baby, I don't have any-"

"Don't need it, got on the pill a couple years back" you said softly, gripping his shirt. "I promise I want this, so let's get these out for he was please?"

Your pleas were enough for Jason to take off your dress, you'd worn a red satin dress. He'd always liked you in red, especially when it was just for him. Jason had on a tux except he replaced the jacket with his favorite leather one. Regardless, he still looked so good, as he always did.

His leather jacket was already on your bedroom floor, you tried to undress him but he stopped you. "The scars…I don't want to scare you again"

"You won't, I promise. I'll even kiss them, they're a part of you Jay and you're mine" you say tugging on his shirt. With a sigh, he silently takes off his shirt. You raise your hand to touch him but stop and make sure it is okay. He doesn't verbally answer but he gives you a nod. You trace his scars with your finger but one sticks out the most, his neck scar.

You move your face closer to his neck, and kiss his scar, "You're still as beautiful as ever, you're still my Jason" you say while you pull away from his neck. Before you can even read his reaction, Jason kisses you again, rough and with more of a need. Jason had told you he'd met other people but in the end, he could ever think of you. You were the only person who made it just for him.

You'd had your own set of boyfriends which all seemed to end up the same, they'd get too close and you'd dump them. You couldn't imagine loving anybody the way you loved Jason. Jason's body pressed against yours with his hand on your back, pushing you into him. Your hands made your way to his pants, tugging at the waistband. "Patient baby, I'll take em off for you"

The sound of a belt hit your floor but you didn't care, you kept kissing him like your life depended on it. You didn't fully remember when Jason took off your underwear but you remember him, "Jay when did get so..."

"big?" he finished for you with a chuckle, "Yeah, there's a lot you're going to have to get used to with me" His tip pressed at your cunt, earning a disapproving groan for you. You didn't like how slow he was going, you knew he was doing it because he didn't want to hurt you but you weren't 15 anymore you could take it.

You wrap one leg around his waist pushing against his back. Jason liked the way you squirmed underneath him, practically begging for him to fuck you. After a couple minutes, he gave in and sunk his cock right into you. Your nails dug into his back, feeling the stretch of his cock inside you. You felt so embarrared you came on his cock from just him entering"

"Did you just-"

"Shut up please"

Jason looked down at you, his cheeks flushed red, while he was breathing very quickly

"Jay why aren't you moving"

"Can't baby"

"What do you mean you can't?"

"I mean if I move, I'm going to cum on the spot sweetheart so please bare with me" he groaned out, trying to adjust to your warm cunt hugging his cock. Slowly he began to move, using one hand to grip the sheets in hopes he wouldn't blow his load too quickly. His other hand was on his hip, trying to steady your body. Your hands were on his face, caressing his cheeks. Whenever he blushed it was so obvious, you used to tease him all about it even though you loved it.

He down to capture your lips again, allowing your arms to find themselves around his neck. Each thrust was messier than the last, getting rougher after each second. Sex now was so much more different than when the two of you were teens. Jason did things you didn't even know he could do. Once he'd found your g-stop he began to abuse it, earning a chocked moan from you every time. He was studying what you liked, what made you feel good and you loved him.

He let go of the sheets and placed both hands on your hips, giving you even tougher thrusts and even biting on your neck. Your entire body was on fire, you were overwhelmed notnonkynfrom his size but the feeling of Jason's body pressing into yours. You couldn't feel so good.

You always knew Jason was a bitter, also long as he didn't draw too much blood you were alright with it. A soft moan left your mouth as you came again, cum running down your thighs while Jason continued to fuck you. Jason thought about overstimming, making you beg for him to stop because you'd feel too good.

"Didn't know my girl was into biting" He said, while lifting up one of your legs to push deeper into you. You'd cum for tbr second time but he needed you cum one last time at least before he came. The rough slaps of skin and moans filled the room. Making it hard for you to not cum again on the spot. You felt so good you couldn't even complain that he was teasing you "Fuck you're really sensitive sweetheart"

You hid your face in the crook of his neck while his hips pounded into yours. Your legs shook while you whispered in his ear, "If you don't stop m'gonna cum again, Jay pleaseeeee"

He didn't stop though, instead, you came another two times. Makes a mess of cock. "Such a good girl f'me, just let me fill you up and we'll be done. I promise sweetheart" He gripped your hips tightly before releasing inside you. The two of you exchanged a couple more kisses while you both rode out your orgasms.

You whimpered while he pulled out of you, missing his warmth already. He watched as his cum poured out of you, dripping on the sheets. You laid back on the bed, while he hovered over you for a brief moment.

Once he laid down next to you and though he was panting he pulled your body onto his lap. You rested your head on his chest just as he used to do to you. That reminded you, there was something you needed to say, "Jay can I say something I've been holding in for a long time, yeah?"

"Mhmm, what is it, sweetheart?"

"Jason Peter Todd, I love you"

❥ a/n: happy valentine's to all my lovelies!! i hope everyone enjoys this fic and also has a nice valentines day, whether it's with someone or by themselves. this also is a gift to my bf who is my sweetheart.

❥ taglist: @meowkn, @kazzattack, @woodenanemone, @yourlocalcringydaydreamer , @orchidsangel, @jason-anon , @millyhelp, @gleasonlovesjasontodd

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[widowmaxff]

if you wanted to, could you please write an angsty oneshot of moms!wandanat and reader where they get into a a bad argument which results in reader running away to yelena’s? ending could be happy or sad- up to you overall!

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pairings: parents!wandanat × daughter!reader | yelena × fem!reader (all platonic)

warnings: angst, argument, crying, insecure reader (?), happy ending!, steve × reader (platonic) at some time of the one shot, bad writing

a/n: i finished this crying because a cockroach attacked me, so thats why the ending was kind of bad writing sorry :P anddd tysm for your request <333 i loved writing this

You were never sure when it started, but it was probably a long time ago. When you learned that having parents who fought the super villains in the world wasn't normal, you realized that your life wouldn't be normal either. But even though you liked seeing your mother training with her red powers or running and being able to do whatever you wanted through the great corridors of the Compound, you still missed having a 'normal' life.

Being able to go out on the street without worrying about some evil man who hates one of your mothers kidnapping you or even being able to make friends at school without them being people who just wanted to meet your uncles, were things you wanted so much to experience. But that wasn't the only thing that made you feel bad in your daily life, having mothers who were superheroes also made you barely see them in weeks.

Even though most people your age didn't want anything to do with their parents anymore, you still missed the comforting and long hugs, the nights you had a marathon of your favorite movies and even when you still had dinner together as a family. But now, either they were too busy with work, like missions and paperwork, or they just didn't want to deal with a teenager.

And even then you tried to get their attention in some way. "Mom?" You knock softly on Natasha's office door, hearing a quiet response for you to enter. "Can you help me study for my test of the next week? I really don't understand this." You chuckle seeing your mother's eyes continue on the papers on her desk.

"Can't you look up the answer on the Internet or something? I'm really busy here, Y/n/n." You knew that Natasha would dismiss you somehow, but deep down you still hoped that she would look at you.

"Yes, but- I wanted to understand how to solve it and not just research it." You whisper, watching your mother write something down in the corner of the paper.

"Wanda can help you." She says, her eyes unable to take the words from her face for even a minute.

"Okay- um, thanks anyway, Mom." You only hear a mumble under her breath, making you wonder if there was something wrong with you. You close the office door with a little less hope this time. Your other mother was always a step ahead than Natasha in terms of emotional comfort, so maybe she would help you in your task by remembering your daily difficulties with that kind of thing. "Mama?"

"Yes?" Your mother murmurs, you barely listening. Wanda was sitting on the sofa at the Compound while devouring herself with a book in her hands.

"Can you help me study for my test of the next week, please?" You sit next to her while Wanda flips through another white page of the big book.

"Now?"

"Yeah. If it's possible."

"Can I help you...tomorrow?" Wanda finally looks at you from above her book. "Today is my only day off from the week's missions and paperwork and I'm really tired right now, my love." Your eyes fall to your hands in your lap, it was obvious that deep down you knew she was going to promise you something and maybe she would deliver. But by the time the next day passed, and then the next, and then the next... and Wanda didn't talk to you about it, you knew she wasn't going to help you.

And when you felt your head hurt just looking at that big red note in the corner of your test, you knew your mothers' wouldn't react so well to it. Maybe before they started spending time apart from you, they wouldn't get mad or anything like that because of your grade, but now you were sure that wasn't what would happen.

Stirring your fork on the plate still full of food, you go over the things you would say to your mothers' about your school grade. You travel between words and don't even notice when someone enters your field of vision. "Is everything okay, Kid?" It was your Uncle Steve. He sits in front of you watching you think about what to say to him.

"Yeah, it's just...school stuff."

"Is someone picking on you?" You knew that Steve almost saw you as a daughter, and you also knew that he was aware of how your mothers would rather be busy than deal with a teenage girl going through puberty, and that maybe now is the time when you needs them the most.

"Not like before, but that's not it." You leave your fork on your plate before sighing deeply. "I just got my test and I didn't get a very good grade," Murmuring you hold back the tears that sting your eyes. "now I don't know how I'm going to tell my mothers this."

Steve sighs. "I'm sure they won't fight with you, Y/n/n. Your mothers' will understand what happened and a grade doesn't define who you are, okay?" Your uncle didn't have much certainty in his voice but you tried to believe him anyway. You nod and put a small smile on your face, as a gesture of thanks.

Steve ruffles your hair, getting up from the chair when he hears the loud and unmistakable footsteps of your mothers' approaching you. He sends you a smile to try to reassure you that everything will work out, and with each step closer to you, your heart starts to accelerate. Your mothers' had a neutral expression, even if Natasha seemed angrier. "Aren't you going to eat?" Wanda asks, walking past you and heading towards one of the closets.

Completely ignoring the question, you take a deep breath and swallow hard. "I received the grade for that test in which I asked you to help me study." You mutter as you saw your mothers still facing away from you. "I got a D." Your voice was low, but even so, the two stopped what they were doing and looked into the depths of your soul.

"You got what?" Natasha seemed to finally understand that you were there. Her arms crossed as she walked towards you.

"I-I asked for help and-"

"Now you're trying to get out of this by blaming us for not helping you?" Wanda cuts you off making your eyes focus on her.

"I'm just saying- I tried, okay?!" It could be said that you got anger issues from your mom genes, or that you were just overwhelmed and your patience was running out. And when your tone of voice increased, you knew Natasha's anger would increase as well.

"Hey, don't talk to your mother like that!" Natasha slams her fist on the table in front of you, making you almost jump out of your seat.

"Well, you shouldn't be talking to me like that either." You didn't know where so much courage came from to fight back against your mother, but when you realized it, the damage had already begun.

"I'm your fucking mother, I talk to you however I want!" Natasha had never made you feel as scared as you did now, but it seemed like now that the words started to come out, they wouldn't stop.

"Ah, you haven't even been acting like a mother these past few months. Hypocrisy, huh?" When you finished speaking, you saw Wanda's eyes want to turn red like her hair. She approached the two of you quickly with the angriest expression you had ever seen.

"What's your problem, Y/n?!"

"My problem?" You get up from the chair and cross your arms, anyone who saw you in that position would notice the similarities in anger between you and Natasha. "You tell me! I'm not the person who would rather spend time anywhere else than with her own daughter. I'm not the one who forgets that she still has a daughter to raise!"

You screamed so loud that you were sure the entire Compound could hear that argument and that they could probably feel the tension in that environment from afar. If you were in a cartoon, you could see smoke coming out of Natasha's head and definitely Wanda's eyes catching fire. "You're being so selfish right now, Y/n." 

"Am I?"

"Yes, you are! Just because your mother and I work all day to give you a better life, you think that we don't pay attention to you?" You had never seen Wanda like that, screaming and looking like she could kill anyone who came in front of her.

"Ah, yeah. Because last week when you weren't working you preferred to spend the whole day with Peter than with me just because he got a good grade!"

"Yes, because he always made us so proud by passing all the tests he had, unlike you!" Natasha spits the words out of her mouth without even thinking about what she was saying. And when they passed your ears you could feel your heart breaking.

Hearing that your mothers were more proud of a teenager who worked with them than they were of you made you feel like a gunshot was slowly passing through your chest. Natasha and Wanda knew how insecure you felt in your daily life, mainly due to academic validation, and now it seemed like all those days they had to spend helping you feel better about yourself were going down the drain.

Natasha sighs deeply when she sees your eyes widen, holding back tears that would fall at any moment. Wanda didn't seem any different when she heard the same words coming out of her wife's mouth. She never imagined that an argument of that size would ever happen between you, and Wanda could have sworn that she felt her heart stop beating out of disgust at the thought of how bad you must be feeling right now. "Y/n, I didn't mean-"

"It's okay." You murmur, uncrossing your arms. Two tears fall from your eyes and you make sure to wipe them away quickly. Your eyes were anywhere but on your mothers, because you felt so disgusting knowing that they were more proud of Peter than they were of you, that you couldn't even look at them.

Neither Wanda nor Natasha say anything when you turn and start walking out of the kitchen. You seemed to be walking automatically, your eyes blurry and your mind foggy, just going through your mother's words, over and over. But when you realize it, you're already outside the Compound, a few blocks away. You remember only one person who could help you outside of that place, and who wouldn't mind if you showed up suddenly.

And that's how you found yourself in front of Yelena's apartment, your aunt. She had found a place to live close to Natasha's house when she reconnected with her years ago, and especially when she discovered that she had a daughter, you. "Y/n?" Yelena seemed confused to see you there, with your face soaked and red, looking like an abandoned puppy. "Hey, what's wrong?" She didn't take long to have you in her arms.

"M-Mom and Mama h-hate me." You finally managed to murmur after some time sitting on the sofa in the apartment with Yelena stroking your hair and saying affectionate words. 

Anyone who saw her doing this wouldn't believe it. Yelena wasn't the type of person for physical touches and especially sweet words, but when the subject was you, she became another person. "Why do you say that? They love you more than anything, Y/n/n."

"No, they don't."

Yelena had never seen you like this, not when you cried for days when you saw your favorite character dying, not when your mothers had to leave for a long mission. It was strange to see you crying almost as if there was no air in your lungs, your aunt wondered what happened to make it look like you had a bullet in your body and you were begging her to take it out. So, when you fell asleep crying on the couch, Yelena didn't wait a minute to call Natasha and insult her in every way possible. "What the fuck did you do?"

"What?"

"Y/n showed up at my door, I've never seen her crying as much as she does now." Yelena looks at you from the apartment's kitchen, you were curled up on the sofa with a blanket covering your body.

"Are you with her? Wanda and I were looking for her throughout the entire Compound." Natasha seemed to be relieved on the other end of the call, but even so her voice still sounded apprehensive about what had happened. "We're going to your apartment, I'll answer your question when we get there."

"You better!"

[...]

"She's sleeping on the couch." Yelena says when she sees Wanda and Natasha's eyes follow behind her, trying to find you. Yelena noticed Wanda's red eyes, not as if she wanted to cast circles of magic through her hands, but as if she had cried before arriving at the apartment. Your aunt knew that Wanda was sensitive, especially when it came to the topic of you and that you probably inherited that from her too, but for you two to cry so much like that, something really happened. 

"Tell me what happened before you look at my niece again." Yelena has always been very protective of you, for example the time two girls made you the target of jokes in your school, and your aunt didn't wait a second to go to each of their houses and have a word with them. 

"I better show you." Wanda says getting closer to Yelena, moving her fingers that came out red magic towards her mind - Steve messing up your hair, Wanda opening cabinets, red grade, Natasha screaming, you screaming, not being a mother, Wanda screaming, Peter being mentioned, not proud, disgusting feeling, you crying, you leaving the kitchen.

"Jesus." Yelena sighs deeply, running her hands over her face. "I really don't know how you're going to fix this, but I'll warn you: the hole is deeper than it looks."

"What- what do you mean by that?"

"Look, I'm sure you didn't want this to turn into a big snowball, but Y/n been feeling neglected for so long that after today it might take a while for things to get back to normal." Yelena says leaning on the front door frame.

"We didn't-"

"Yes, you did this to her. Today wasn't the first time she's shown up at my door in the last few months, but she's worse than the other times." Yelena crosses her arms and closes her eyes trying to calm down. "I had to listen to her talk about how you hardly talk to her on a daily basis, how you forgot to go to her presentation at school and didn't even apologize, how there were days when you forgot to pick her up and she had to walk in the rain to my apartment because it was closer, how she cried because you never had movie nights again because apparently now you have movie nights with Peter." Yelena's voice got louder with each thing she remembered you saying to her, and there were countless things. "I don't want to hear what you have to say, I want you to talk to her, apologize."

Natasha was so embarrassed to hear all those things from Yelena that she preferred to remain silent. Wanda had started to cry again, but it was silently, digesting all those things they did and didn't do to you. She had always dreamed of being a mother and now that she wasn't acting like one made her want to vomit over her own actions.

"Can we see her?" It was a stupid question coming from them, since they were your mothers and have the right to see you whenever they want. But they knew that everything was messy and bad for you because of them, so the least they had to do was respect your space.

Yelena just nods and gives Wanda and Natasha space to enter the apartment, taking light steps towards you. They bend down in front of you and see your swollen eyes and your red face with dried tears. Your mothers could cry just to see you in this state. Wanda starts to caress your face trying to make you wake up calmly, it was something she used to do when she went to your room in the morning every day to wake you up. And when you felt that you quickly knew who it was. "Mama?"

"Shh, yes it's me, my love." Wanda says with a small smile on her face when she hears your voice. You seemed lost for a few seconds but when you looked around the apartment you quickly remembered, throwing off the blanket and quickly sitting down on the couch. "Hey, it's okay."

"What are you two doing here?" You murmur, looking at your mothers' faces, who seemed sorry for everything that happened.

"We... came to talk and apologize, is that okay for you?" Natasha says, you could see in her face that she felt just as guilty as Wanda, because most of those horrible words were said by her. "Yeah, I guess." Wanda sighed in relief at your answer and felt some of the weight leave her body.

"I know that just apologies won't be enough to make you want to be around us for now, but your mother and I are completely sorry, my love. We were so stupid about leaving you aside these last few months, we didn't even realize what we were doing to you and it's really fucked up." The swear word made you laugh briefly, putting a smile on your mothers face. "And maybe you don't want to forgive us and that's definitely okay, but know that we're going to do everything we can to get things back on track, okay?"

Natasha agrees with Wanda's words and takes a deep breath before starting to speak. "We love you very, very much, sweetheart. And you are our greatest pride in our entire lives. I know you may not believe this, but you can be sure that me, your mother, your aunt and all your other uncles feel most proud of you, okay? You're our little star and our little agent." 

A genuine smile appears on your face when you hear the sweet words that came out of your mothers' mouths. "First, you guys are literally the only people I want by my side and that's the only thing I've wanted these last few months. And I'm really grateful that you guys are sorry about that, even though it's probably going to be hard for things to go back to normal." They nod their heads when they hear your words in your low voice. "And I... forgive you. Not completely but until I can feel good again, but I think hearing you say sorry is a start."

"Okay, yes, that's okay." Wanda leaves a kiss on your forehead and strokes your hair affectionately. "We love you so much, dear."

"Love you too." You say, hugging the two women in front of you, finally feeling maternal affection after feeling neglected for so long and wondering what you had done wrong. Even though it took a while to get used to it all again, you were definitely happier than ever just hearing the words that they were proud of you. "Now I finally don't need to come to talk to Auntie Yelena anymore."

"Hey! I heard that!" Yelena shouts from another room in the apartment making the three of you laugh. You loved making fun of her, but even so, you will always be thankful for all the things she did for you. "Wow you're so ungrateful, Mini Romanoff."

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[lycheedr3ams]

ℑ𝔩𝔩 𝔐𝔢𝔱 𝔟𝔶 𝔐𝔬𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱

werewolf!könig x fem!reader

Prologue | October 29th | October 30th

Summary: You're a bakery worker in the small, isolated town of Heiligenblut, Austria. könig is a hunter and lumberjack who stays to himself and always has an aura of mystery and darkness. and through a series of strange circumstances, you're the one to uncover his secret. (set in the modern-day) CW: like all of my fanfics reader is fem she/her, adult content, predator/prey dynamics, werewolf-fucking, mentions of animal carcasses and blood, a bit unsettling at times. (can't think of anything else atm, this might count as dark content? not sure) WC: 2.2k

LORE EXPLANATION, READ BEFORE PROCEEDING: i had to make up some of my own werewolf lore mixed with real world history, so plz bear with me: when a werewolf falls in love with someone, and that person also falls for them, the werewolf becomes spiritually tied to this person. when this spiritual connection is created, the werewolf's ties to the spiritual realms are interrupted. the werewolf must physically bond with the person whom the feelings are mutual with to restore the werewolf's connection to the other realms. Halloween is the day when that veil between our world and the spiritual one is thinned, allowing for connections to take place. this is why people always wore costumes: to scare off the ghosts that came onto our plane during this time. i can't say anything else without spoiling it, just know most of this is NOT from folklore, i just made up my own werewolf lore bc plot~

morning

your routine walk to work on this chilly and dewy morning was interrupted by a crowd of townspeople in the main square. people from all regions of town were there, but the ones who were talking the most fervently were the farmers. they were standing in the middle of the crowd, waving their hands and not looking very happy. you removed your earbuds as you approached the crowd.

"what's going on?" you asked the woman who used to be your elementary school teacher. she glanced at you for a moment before locking her eyes on the farmer.

"there's been no prey harvested at all for the festival. the hunter hasn't brought in anything, and the farmers haven't been able to catch anything either."

your lips parted slightly in shock, and you were about to ask more questions when another farmer started talking loudly, commanding everyone's attention. "everyone is going to have to give up one of their largest and two of their smallest livestock for the festival tomorrow!"

the townspeople around him shouted in protest, and among all the voices that could be heard, the most shouted message was that they couldn't rely on the hunter anymore.

your blood ran cold. was könig even safe? surely they wouldn't revolt against him for just one failed harvest season? but your thoughts were interrupted by farmers arguing and some people going home, not wanting to hear anymore of it. you watched everyone as if from afar, like you were dreaming, until you felt like you were being watched. it was the same feeling you felt the day before when könig had stared at you. you were snapped back to reality as you turned around and stared straight into the dark forest, but there was no one there.

...

mid-afternoon

almost no one had come into the bakery today, and it was already 3pm. but there was barely any movement of townspeople outside your window. normally, the day before the festival, everyone would be pitching in to help cook, set up tables, and decorate, but it was eerily still. a few people pattered here and there, carrying some vegetables and tablecloths, but it was nothing like how it usually is. the prey was supposed to be cooking by now. that's how it went, every year. that's how it was supposed to go. things never deviated here. they were never supposed to.

you paced around the bakery for almost your entire shift. all of the baking for the festival was pretty much done, and everyone had bought the things they needed. there was too much time for your mind to wander. and in the middle of your rumination, you remembered that könig had never come for the bread he meant to pick up yesterday. you decided to pack up some bread - an extra loaf too, when your boss wasn't looking - and set it underneath the counter, just waiting for when you expected him to walk through the door and look at you with those alluring, dark eyes of his that scared off everyone else.

...

early evening

but closing time came and went, and könig did not show. when your boss wasn't looking, you put cash in the register for the bread that was supposed to be könig's and shoved it into your backpack. you had made up your mind: one way or another, you were going to find könig, give him his bread, and find out what was going on with him.

you tried not to look overly determined as you walked around town trying to find his house. you knew he didn't live within town, since no one had ever seen him enter or leave a nearby building. you tried not to attract the attention of the now restless townspeople as you scoped the perimeter woods of town. but you saw nothing so far on your walk home, so you stopped to change into more outdoor-friendly clothes before slipping away when you were sure no one would notice.

you had no idea which direction of the forest to explore first, so you went towards the most secluded part there was. underneath the canopies of the large, old trees, the forest felt so much cooler than the clearing the town was in. you rubbed your arms as you walked, clearly looking lost. there were no paths to be seen - not even faint deer paths - to guide you. the forest looked completely untouched, but you kept moving forward, remembering what direction the sun was in to get you home.

you wandered around, looking for any signs of life, and almost gave up to go back home when you leaned against a tree trunk to rest and felt deep grooves within its bark. you lifted your hand from the bark and found three deep gashes in the bark, about 2 inches deep. the sharp, straight edges of the cuts suggested that it was a claw mark. but what kind of animal that large could be in the forest? you began to feel even more afraid than you already were. you turned around and almost started charging back home through the forest when you saw a faint cloud of fog just beyond a stream. you followed the fog, slipped over some mossy rocks while trying to cross the stream, and found an old, mossy cabin in the middle of the forest.

you stared at it for a moment, trying to see if anyone was inside without getting too close. but the windows were shut with curtains, and there were no signs of life aside from the fog resting just above the ground around it, likely from the fireplace inside. if it weren't for that fog, you would think the cabin to be abandoned.

you heard a stick crack far in the forest and nearly jumped out of your skin. when you turned to see what it was, you rather saw how dark it had gotten without you noticing. without many other options, you had to swallow your fear and knock on the cabin door.

you knocked a few times, and no answer. so you knocked again. and again. it was getting darker, and you were getting very nervous. you finally decided to try to speak through the door. "i'm not sure who lives here, but i'm lost and it's getting dark."

the door opened, and you were looking up at a very tired and angry-looking könig. you breathlessly gasped at his disheveled appearance. he was never fine-groomed to begin with, but this was dirty even for him. his hair wasn't half-way combed like usual, his bandana was slightly ripped and dirty, there was mud caked to portions of his forearms where his plaid shirt was ripped. könig looked at you with narrowed eyes for a moment before pulling you inside roughly by your arm. you nearly stumbled as he threw you inside, unaware of his own strength.

"what the hell are you doing here?" könig asked angrily. "the woods aren't safe at night! the hell were you thinking?" he nearly growled.

you tried not to shrink at his tone and the sheer power he always seemed to ooze. you cleared your throat. "you never came for the bread you wanted yesterday." you took your backpack off your shoulder and reached for the bread inside. you took the white paper bag and handed it to him nervously. the crinkling of the bag nearly echoed in the eerie silence of the cabin. könig stared at the bag, looked up at your eyes, and then back down at the bread.

"you came looking for me just to give me bread?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. you sighed.

"first, you're welcome," you got a little closer to him to try to give him the bread. he backed away enough for you to notice, but he took the bread when you tilted your head in confusion. "second, i just wanted to make sure everything was okay. the whole town is in a bit of a crisis about the halloween festival tomorrow, and it's unlike you to not have a harvest."

"did you tell anyone you were coming out here?" he asked quickly.

you shook your head. "no. i made sure no one saw me."

könig thought for a long moment as he held the bread bag, now dwarfed by his large hands. he turned and set the bag down on a table. he splayed his palms over the table and leaned down, his back to you. "you need to leave."

you stood still for a moment, not sure how to react to his demeanor. this whole experience - him living in this weird cabin deep in the forest, being all secretive - was unlike anything you had ever been through. you took a deep breath and managed to find your voice. "well, you're welcome for the bread. but i can't walk home alone at night in the woods."

könig cursed under his breath. he took a shaky breath in, still facing away from you. his voice sounded strained. "how did you find my cabin?"

"i just...walked. i got lost a bunch of times. but i saw some fog from this direction."

könig cursed under his breath again. he began to pace the cabin, his hiking boots making dull impact sounds as he tread the wooden floor. he muttered under his breath as he paced.

"könig?" you asked as you tried to lean within his line of sight. his eyes sharply looked down at you as you wrenched him from his thoughts. "please tell me what's going on. maybe i can help."

könig made a sound that was half-grunt half-scoff when his eyes met yours. "you cannot help. not in ways you want to."

"what?" you asked, confused. "i want to help you. just tell me how."

könig crossed his arms as he looked down at you, his feet in line with his shoulders, standing square and tall before you. your heart started racing, but whether out of nervousness or desire you couldn't tell. all you knew was that every nerve in your body was active when he looked down at you like that, making you feel so small - in the best way - beneath him.

"why did you come out here all the way just to give me bread?" könig asked with a flat voice and neutral expression. "it was completely unnecessary."

you inwardly winced, but you got used to his less than refined manner of speech long ago. this man was anything but subtle. "you're right. it was unnecessary. but i wanted to."

könig narrowed his eyes. "and why did you want to?"

you blushed and fell silent. was he seriously trying to make you confess right here, right now? you were so afraid of rejection, even though all the signs hinted that he liked you. but you couldn't talk yourself out of this one, so you took a deep breath and spoke quietly. "because I have feelings for you."

könig's eyes grew wide, and his previously squared shoulders drifted upwards as he tensed up. you rubbed your forearm while you looked away from him.

"listen, i know you probably don't feel the same way, and that's fine. but you've just been so secretive that i was worried about you, and i know you love your bread. and i don't know why no one in the town talks to you, because you're actually nice to be around. and..." you blushed when you saw his shocked expression. "and I should probably stop talking..." you sighed, feeling more embarrassed than you ever have. your cheeks heated up as you looked at anything but the looming giant before you.

"you are wrong," he said quietly after a long pause.

you looked up at him, your eyes widening with confusion. "what?"

könig took a deep breath and seemed to regain the confident pose that he had before, almost as if he had some renewed vigor. "i said, you are wrong."

"wrong about what?" you said, slightly panicked.

könig looked down at you with an unreadable expression. "your feelings for me... are returned."

you froze, your breath stopped for a moment. "you feel the same way?" your heart hammered. this whole experience had been so equally ethereal and eerie that you weren't sure if you were hearing things at this point.

könig slowly closed the distance between you two, his arms returning to his sides. you looked up at him, feeling a bit jumpy; he had been so unpredictable this whole night. he placed his large hands on your shoulders, engulfing each one, and gently pressed his fingers into you. his attempt at holding you close, maybe? but his arms seemed to tremble, and his breathing was shaky and loud, almost like he was a crazed man. you leaned away a little, but könig brought his masked mouth to your hear.

"please," he whispered desperately into your ear, his voice slightly cracking. his entire body trembled before you. "please help me."

i wanted to get this all out before halloween, but i've had a ridiculous amount of schoolwork. the last part will be coming out this weekend, and it will be the long-awaited smut chapter! i hope you guys are enjoying. i love werewolf!könig.

some people expressed interest in a taglist. i tried to find their usernames, but i get so many notifications that it got lost. i'm sorry!!! i'm going to figure out how i can get a signup sheet for a taglist for my whole blog here soon

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[keerysfreckles]

stay here - mike schmidt

pairing: mike schmidt x f!reader

warnings: use of y/n and she/her pronouns (no movie spoilers bc i haven't seen it yet im just obsessed with mike) fluff! fluff! fluff! like one makeout scene but thats it

enjoy!

to say babysitting michael schmidt's little sister, abby, was easy would be a lie. mike called you earlier that day, right before his shift started, and asked if you could look over abby until he got home. at the end of the call he mentioned his hours were shorter, and earlier than normal, so he wouldn't be home too late.

it was currently eleven pm. abby's supposed to be in bed by ten-thirty, and nothing was working. y/n tried calming her down with a disney movie. she even colored with her in her makeshift fort in her room. but nothing worked, she was as hyper as ever.

"abby, please! we both know you're going to be tired tomorrow and you have school," y/n pleads.

"but i'm not tired," abby groans, rolling over dramatically on the couch.

"you know what? fine. i'll just tell mike you weren't listening to me," y/n sends abby an evil smile. abby perks up, and sits up to lean on the arm of the couch to look at y/n.

"no! no no no! he said if i was good all week he'd buy me something from the store."

y/n crosses her arms and leans against the hallway wall, opposite of the couch. "looks like you're going to have to listen to me afterall."

"but i'm still not tired," abby groans again, but walks over towards y/n.

y/n looked down at the girl in front of her. she saw the small bags under her eyes, and noticed her eyes kept closing every so often.

an idea popped into y/n's head, "why don't you go lay down, and i'll be in in ten minutes, yeah?"

abby nodded, confused by the request, but still nodded nonetheless and walked down the hallway and towards her room. y/n watched for a moment before abby was fully inside her room. she knew abby was most likely to fall asleep once her head hit the pillow. now she only had to kill two hours until mike would be home.

y/n and mike have known each other for three years. y/n moved into the one story house that was unoccupied in mike's neighborhood. the town wasn't used to newcomers, so of course y/n was the talk of the town for her first two weeks there.

it wasn't until a month later when y/n was on her morning run on a saturday, and had bumped into michael. she was instantly confused when she noticed he was in his work uniform, and on the way back to his house. the two made light conversation, and ended up at y/n's that night for a movie marathon.

about a month after that, mike knocked on y/n's front door, and properly asked her if she wanted to go on a date with him. of course the girl agreed, and that was the first date of many for the couple.

which leaves y/n in the position she's in - babysitting abby.

when mike and y/n officially started dating abby interrogated the girl. asking her a bunch of questions, some more personal than others, which mike quickly interjected. abby gave mike the idea of having y/n watch over her, instead of having to pay random strangers. mike obviously agreed.

y/n settled herself on the couch and put on a random horror movie that was on tv. she couldn't even get past the opening as her eyes closed and her body went limp from tiredness.

she grabbed the blanket at the other end of the couch before fully letting sleep embrace her.

the only time y/n woke up was when she heard the doorknob rattling. she turned slightly, to look over the back of the couch, and saw her boyfriend walking through the doorway.

"shit, were you sleeping?" mike asked, taking off his jacket and throwing it by the front door.

y/n sat up and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, "yeah, but i can go. abby's asleep so i did my job pretty well," she chuckles.

"thank you again. and you know you can stay babe, i don't mind the comapny," michael smiles.

y/n couldn't help but notice how on edge mike looked as soon as he walked inside.

"are you okay?" she asks softly, still sitting on the couch.

mike nods as he sits down beside her, "yeah, just a long night." he leans over and kisses her cheek, causing y/n's cheeks to turn pink.

"do you want to talk about it?" y/n moves her leg to rest her chin on her knee, as mike's eyes glaze over the tv screen before turning fully towards his girlfriend.

"william was just on my ass before my shift, and vanessa had so much energy tonight, i just couldn't handle it. and it felt like time was going so slow tonight," mike's voice was quiet. y/n could tell he had a rough night as he rubbed his eyes.

y/n leans forward and turns off the tv, making mike slightly confused. "is there anything i can do to cheer you up?" y/n stands in front of mike and holds her hands out. he immediately takes her hands in his as he stands with her. mike leans forward and kisses y/n's forehead.

"can you just stay here tonight?" mike's voice almost seems desperate, as if y/n's presence was the only thing keeping him going right now.

y/n nods, "i'll always stay if you ask me to," she smiles as mike closes his eyes and rests his forehead against hers.

"was abby okay tonight?" mike asked, pulling away, but still keeping their hands connected.

"she was good, until trying to get her to go to bed. but you didn't hear that from me," this caused mike to let out a small laugh.

the couple, with one of their hands linked with each other's, went down the hallway. mike stopped y/n and opened abby's bedroom door quietly. y/n stood beside mike and held onto his arm with her free hand, resting her cheek on his shoulder.

the pair were met with abby sleeping under her blanket. small snores escaped her lips. y/n leaned up and kissed mike's jaw, before whispering, "c'mon, i know you need sleep just as much as she does."

y/n pulls mike into his room, which was at this point their shared room. mike had two drawers of his dresser specifically for y/n, vice verse in y/n's room. mike stepped into the bathroom and they both got ready for the night, in the most comfortable clothes they own.

y/n was already laying down under the sheets once mike came out of the bathroom. even laying there, he thought y/n looked so effortlessly beautiful.

"why are you staring at me like that?" y/n asks as she watches mike slide into the bed next to her.

"what? i can't stare at my pretty girl?" mike leans forward and kisses y/n on the lips, as he brings his left hand to her cheek. he rolls over, so his right arm is on the mattress, as he hovers over y/n. her hands move to his waist, slowing moving to his lower back.

their lips molded with one another's, and y/n could almost sense the stress leaving mike's body.

mike barely pulled away, leaving little to no space in between the two, "i love you so much."

y/n smiled, "i love you too."

she leaned up to kiss him once more, and mike playfully rolled his eyes while moving to lay down beside the girl. mike loved falling asleep while holding onto y/n's waist, because he knew she was safe.

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[callsign-dexter]

A Dog Situation

Request: Hi I love your work and was wondering if you could do a Tim Bradford x daughter!reader where maybe Nolan is watching her while Tim is at work because it’s a weekend, and they decide to go out to lunch and on the way back they pass by a box that says ‘free puppies’ a reader grabs one and Nolan knows he shouldn’t agree but he’s a big softie and then Tim comes homes and is just so confused.

No pressure to write this have a good day/night🫶🏻

Pairings: Tim Bradford x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: fluff

Baby Bradford: A Little Fighter

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It was rare for Tim to be working on a weekend but Sergeant Grey needed all the help he could get out on the streets. Tim loved his job but he loved spending time with you more. Of course, you understood that his job could be demanding and took him away from you on the weekends, you couldn't be mad about that after all he is the one paying the bills.

Usually, you would have a babysitter on hand or when the others weren't working that got put on babysitting duty, giving your normal babysitter a break. Normally Talia and Nolan would be going in as well but weren't called in for whatever reason. You had known that he was getting called into work the weekend on Thursday and it wasn't a big surprise. Instead of your dad coming home Friday night he would be working until Saturday night which meant that Nolan would be picking you up and spending the night at your house in the guest room.

You love your ‘Uncle’ Nolan. He gave you all the sweets you wanted and let you do things your dad wouldn't let you do, though he respected your dad's rules. He also understood you and knew how to react in certain situations because he also had a kid, a son. If it wasn't for him, you probably would be much harder on your dad, of course you were hard on him but it could be worse.

It had been decided that Tim would be dropping you off at school Friday morning and then Nolan would be picking you up. You had already known Angela and Talia very well and Tim trusted them with you. It took a while but eventually Tim was ok with leaving you with the rookies, you made fast friends with everyone. He was more than ok leaving you with Nolan because he too was a dad and knew how children could be, he knew how to handle situations.

Tim's 6:30 AM alarm had just gotten off and jerked him out of his sleep. He was quick to turn it off before it could wake you up. He laid there for a second but then was rolling out of bed and started to get ready for a full day of work and then overnight work. He quickly took a shower and brushed his teeth and then dressed, after he was done, he walked out and went to your room and checked in on you. He smiled seeing that you were still asleep. He closed the door and went to the kitchen, starting a pot of coffee for him and started to get breakfast ready for him and you. When he heard your door open and the pitter patter of feet coming into the kitchen he smiled, right on time. “Hey, Sweetheart.” He said when you came and stood next to him, he slung an arm around your shoulders and you melted into his touch.

“Hi, Daddy.” You said not truly awake yet. He turned and kissed your head and then turning back towards the food,

“Remember Nolan is going to be picking you up today and staying with you until I get off work tomorrow afternoon.” He said and you nodded.

“I remember.” You said and he smiled and then you were moving away from him and grabbing a glass so you could get something to drink. Just about that time he had turned off the stove and you watched him stack the pancakes on the plates, then heading over to you sitting one plate in front of you and then the other where he would be sitting.

Both of you ate in a relatively comfortable silence, every now and then talk would happen but other than that nothing much was said. When you both finished your breakfast, he looked at you “Go ahead and get ready for school.” He said and watched you get up and put your plate in the sink and then scamper off heading to get ready for school, he smiled watching you. He asked himself how he got so lucky to have you as a kid. He hated what your mother did to you but that just meant that you had a stronger bond with him. Not long, you were coming out dressed and ready to go. He smiled at you as you grabbed your bag and he grabbed his and the both of you were out the door and to his truck.

After a short trip to your school, he was pulling up to the front of the school and turning to you. “Be good and don't smart off. Also remember to be good for Nolan when he comes and picks you up and stays with you.” He said, giving you a pointed look and you smiled up at him.

“I’m always good, Dad.” You said and he smiled and kissed your forehead.

“Don’t put him in a situation where he can't say no to either.” He said as you were getting out and you turned and smirked at him.

“I would never do that.” You said with a playfully hurt expression but he quickly turned into a smile and then you were shutting the door and giving him a wave and then you were off going into the school meeting up with some of your friends.

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Tim arrived at the precinct and had just parked beside Lucy’s car. He got out and started into the precinct. He said hi to people and the front desk person. He walked into the locker room and started getting dressed when Nolan walked up to him. “Hey.” He said and Tim looked at him and smiled.

“Hey, Y/N is excited to be able to hang out with you tonight and tomorrow.” He said and Nolan smiled.

“I’m excited too. I love that kid.” Nolan said and that made Tim smile.

“She loves you too. Oh, don’t let her get you in a situation that you can’t say no to. She is good about doing that. Also don’t fall for the puppy dog eyes.” Tim said and Nolan chuckled.

“Nobody can resist those eyes.” He said and Tim smiled and agreed. They walked out in the briefing room and got ready to start the day.

The rest of the day went by smoothly, calls were answered and arrests were made. Before anyone knew it, it was the end of the day. Nolan walked in and got changed and as he was walking out Tim caught him. “Hey, have a good night tonight and day tomorrow. If you need me, call me and I’ll answer and if I’m needed, I’ll be there. Kitchen is fair game and so is the coffee, other drinks, there is food in the pantry, freezer, and fridge. Take out is also an option, Y/N/N knows where the money is and she has my credit card plugged into her phone and most take out options.” Tim said and Nolan nodded and smiled.

“Don’t worry, we’ll have fun and if we need you, you will be notified. Also, I can pay for the food.” Nolan said and Tim nodded.

“You don’t have to do that.” Tim said and Nolan shook his head.

“I want to.” He replied and Tim nodded in defeat. He knew that his little girl is in good hands but he’s a dad, it’s his job to worry. “Now go continue your shift. I’m gonna go and pick up your little girl and we’re going to have a blast. We’ll send pictures.” Nolan said and that made Tim smile. Tim walked off when Seargent Grey called out to him and Nolan was off to get you. Nolan walked to his truck and got in after throwing his bag into the back and then he got into the driver’s side and started his truck up and headed to your school, which wasn’t that far. Nolan got in the line with the other cars and waited for them to move. When he was finally up in the front, he saw you waiting and then when you saw him you smiled and hurriedly walked to his truck and he got in. “Hello, Baby Braford.” He said and you rolled your eyes.

“Hello, Uncle Nolan.” You said and you gave him a hug and you both were headed to your house. “What’s the plan for tonight?” You asked and he smiled.

“Well, your dad said there was some food in the pantry, fridge, and freezer. So, we can cook something up or we can order out. I was also thinking about having a movie night.” He said and you turned to him and he made a quick glance at you and saw you smiling and smiled but then paid attention to the road.

“Ohhh!!! Chinese food and movie night!” You said and he chuckled.

“You got it.” He said “We’ll order it once we get home.” He added and you nodded excited. Before you knew it you were home and he was pulling into the driveway. He parked the truck and killed the engine and then you both were getting out. Nolan grabbed his second bag and you grabbed your backpack and you both headed into the house after you unlocked the door with your key. You set your bag on by the door and Nolan walked to the guest room and set his bag on the bed. He walked out of the room and into the kitchen where you were leaning against the counter scrolling on your phone answering texts from your friends and your dad. You looked up when you heard Nolan. “Alright, you wanna go ahead and order the food and get movie night started?” He asked and nodded excitedly. “Why don’t you go and get changed and I’ll order, my treat.” He said before you could argue and nodded and headed off. “Want your usual?” He asked and you turned to him.

“Of course.” You said with that Bradford smirk and watched you walk on. He pulled out his phone and opened the app and ordered his and your usual order. Now the wait starts.

It wasn’t long until you had come out in some sweats and your dad’s hoodie that you “borrowed” from him but he knew he had lost it when you got your hands on it. Nolan had gotten the TV said up when you had come out of your room and into the living room. “What do you want to watch?” He asked as you came and sat down on the couch.

“National Treasure?” You asked

“Oh, my favorite. Do you want to start with the first one and then watch the second one?” He asked and you nodded excitedly. This is why he was your favorite. 20 minutes into the movie and the doorbell rang meaning the food was here and he got up to answer it as you got up and grabbed drinks. He shut the door and you both walked into the living room. You both sorted out the food and then you started the movie back up and began to eat.

After National Treasure ended you started National Treasure: Book of Secrets up and you both laughed and commented throughout the movie. Food was eaten throughout both movies and you had a blanket thrown over you. It was getting pretty late by the time that one ended but you were nowhere near ready to go to bed. As the credits rolled you looked over at Nolan “What’s it’s gonna be now?” You asked and he thought about it.

“Top Gun?” He asked and he watched your face light up. Top Gun was one of your all-time favorites and it was your dad’s too.

“Yes!!!! I knew you were my favorite for a reason.” You said and he laughed.

“There are a lot of reasons why I’m your favorite.” He said and you nodded.

“You got that right.” You said and then you got up and switched out the movies and then rushed to the couch and threw the blanket back over you and snuggled into Nolan. When it got to Goose’s death you cried so hard, you always did and Nolan wasn’t going to lie he teared up too. Once it ended, which you were sad about, you turned to him “Did you hear that they are coming out with a second one?” You asked and he turned to you.

“Oh really? When is it coming out?” He asked

“They haven’t given a date yet.” You said and he nodded and then you decided on a few more movies, Rock of Ages, Battleship, and all of the Mission Impossibles, and before you knew it, it was 12 AM. Throughout the night pictures of you and Nolan’s selfies of you and him eating and making funny pictures were sent to Tim.

“Alright, kiddo. Time for bed.” He said and you looked at him.

“I’m not even tired.” You said just as soon as a yawn escaped you and he chuckled.

“Nope. Bed time.” He said and you pouted but got up and trudged off into your room and got into bed and fell asleep quickly.

Nolan started to clean up and turn the TV off and made sure the movie was in the movie case, and threw away the trash. He turned off the lights and headed to the guest room. He stopped at your door and opened it and checked in on you and smiled when he saw that you were sound asleep. He shut the door and walked into the bedroom and got ready for bed. Once he was ready, he laid down and was quick to fall asleep.

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The next morning, Saturday, you woke up the smell of bacon and pancakes. Your stomach growled and it had you getting up and walking out of your room and into the kitchen to see Nolan already dressed and at the stove. When he heard you, he turned and he smiled “Hey.” He said and you smiled “I figured we have breakfast and then get out of the house and do some shopping and hanging out.” He said and you smiled.

“That sounds great.” You said and he smiled and turned off the stove and then handed you a plate and you both got what you wanted and then sat down at the table. You saw that your drink and his coffee were already on the table. Breakfast was eaten and small talk was made. He asked you about school and you asked him about work. It was fun and it was like when you were talking with your dad.

After breakfast you were getting up and putting your dish in the sink, something your dad taught you from an early age “Hey, once you get dressed and teeth brushed. We’ll get going.” Nolan said and you nodded. You were quick to get ready into some jeans and a ‘Talk to me, Goose’ shirt and then you threw on your dad’s hoodie again. You brushed your teeth and put your hair up in a ponytail. You grabbed your phone and headed into the kitchen. Nolan had just finished wiping down the table and counter when he turned when he heard you “Ready to go?” He asked and you nodded and he smiled. You both walked out and you locked the door behind you. You both got into the truck and headed off into the town.

When he got to where he had planned, he parked and killed the engine and then you both were getting out and walked into the shop. You both had a blast and bought some things. Everything was close enough so you didn’t have to keep getting back into the truck and leaving. After spending the morning shopping, you decided to have lunch at a cute little bakery. You both talked about anything and everything. As you finished lunch and were heading back to the truck because your dad was due home in 3 hours, you heard what sounded like puppy whimpering and you being an animal lover had to go and investigate. Meaning you veered off from Nolan and he was quick to take notice of this “Y/N.” He said and started off after you but you ignored him “Y/N Bradford, you cannot just walk off.” He said in a tone a parent would use when scolding a child, which he technically was.

“But Uncle Nolan! I heard puppies! I just couldn’t walk away.” You all but pouted.

“Never do it again.” He said and you nodded. You then turned and looked at the box that said ‘Free Puppies’. You peered down at them and there were only 2 left. They were Golden Retriever puppies, standard golden color. They both came straight to you when you bent down to see them and you picked them up, both were male. Nolan could see the wheels turning “Y/N.” He said in a warning tone.

“Uncle Nolan.” You whined “Please. Look at them.” You said and put the puppy in front of his face and licked him and then he looked at you and you had brought on your puppy dog eyes. This would be the situation that Tim said not to let you get him into. Nolan had an internal battle with himself but his heart won.

“Ok, fine.” He said “They're kind of cute.” He said and you squealed

“We need to take the other one, Uncle Nolan. We can't split them up.” You said and Nolan looked apprehensive.

“Y/N.” He said trying so hard not to give in but he was losing.

“Please, with a cherry on top.” You pleaded with puppy dog eyes.

“Fine. I remember passing a pet store while walking around. We can stop in and grab some stuff. Your dad is going to kill me.” He said but you weren’t listening to him because you were interested in the puppies. As you arrived at the pet store you walked in and Nolan got a shopping cart and first went to the collars, leashes, and harness. You got collars, harnesses, and leashes in blue and red. Then you went to get bowls for water and food. After doing that you got some KONG toys and 4 beds. Then two crates that would be switched to bigger ones when they got older. As you got to the food you were a little lost until a worker came over and helped you and got you treats. Then you went to the dog tags. “What are you gonna name them?” Nolan asked and you thought long and hard about it.

“Maverick and Goose.” You said beaming up at him, he smiled and shook his head. That is a perfect name. He typed it in for you, putting Maverick on the front and then your name and phone number and then Tim’s name and number on the back it printed out on a blue dog bone shaped tag with black writing. He did the same for Goose but on a red tag. Maverick and Goose had fallen asleep in your arms. Once it was done you headed over to check out and you paid for everything with your money and then you both were heading out and to his truck. He loaded everything and then helped you get in.

When you arrived back home you got out when the truck was parked and the engine was killed. You got out and put Maverick and Goose down on the ground to let him use the bathroom which he immediately did and then you headed inside. You played with Maverick and Goose while he brought everything in. When he did so he set everything up and got some water in a bowl and some food in the bowl. “Your dad is going to kill me.” He said again.

“No, he isn’t.” You said not taking your attention away from your new dogs. Not even 30 minutes later you heard your dad’s truck. Nolan and you looked up as he walked in and he froze when the puppies ran to him.

“Y/N.” He said when you came running to him.

“Dad.” You said in the same tone.

“What is this?” He asked

“This is Maverick and Goose. Our new dog!” You said excitedly and then he looked over at Nolan who had appeared.

“What happened?” Tim asked

“I was put in a position that I couldn’t say no.��� Nolan said and Tim gave him a look “I couldn’t say no. She used the puppy dog eyes on me.” He said and then Tim turned to you.

“I told you not to put him in a situation where he couldn’t say no.” He said and you picked up the puppy and held it in front of Tim.

“But Daaaddd-” You said “look at them. How can you just pass this face up?” You added and Maverick, who you had picked up, licked him in the face and his face melted and he smiled and you knew you had won.

“Fine. We can keep him. But they are your responsibility. You take them out every time they wake up no matter what time and 30 minutes after they eat. You take them on walks. I’ll step in when needed but they are your responsibility. Understand?” He asked and you nodded.

“Yes, sir.” You said “We put your name and number on their tags as well as mine.” You added and he nodded.

“Good.” He nodded and then you scampered off to play with Maverick and Goose. Both men watched you being happy.

“I couldn’t say no, honestly.” Nolan said

“It’s ok. I probably wouldn’t have said no either. She can be very convincing.” Tim said chuckling and so did Nolan “You are welcome to leave or you can stay. It’s up to you.” He said and Nolan nodded.

“I’ll stay if that is ok with you. I love puppies and being able to hang out with Y/N/N. After all, I'm her favorite uncle.” Nolan said and Tim laughed.

“That is true. Shall we go and get acquainted with the new family member?” Tim asked, looking at Nolan and he looked at him.

“I think we shall.” Nolan said. Both of them walked into the living room and sat down on the floor Maverick and Goose and you were quick to notice. Everyone laughed and was having a good time. Tim looked over at you.

“Are you happy, Baby Girl?” He asked and you looked at him and smiled.

“I am, Dad. Really happy.” You said and he could see that.

“As long as you're happy. I’m happy.” He said and pulled you into a hug which you snuggled into.

You’ve always wanted a male Golden Retriever and now you have two named Maverick or Goose. You were happy and loved him. Your dad had to admit that he loved him too, he has always wanted a dog in the house but always had been too busy but now that you had one in the house everything just seemed perfect and whole. Maverick and Goose had completed your family and you and your dad couldn’t be happier.

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Hey pookums. Could you do a breeding kink tom smut with a sub!reader? If your not comfortable I totally understand 💕

Yesss! ty for the req!

Mine

PAIRINGS: Tom 2008 x Female reader CONTENT: ANGST + SMUT SYPNOSIS: Tom and you have been togther for 2 years and he's been getting more possesive by the minute. One day he finds you talking with one of your old friends while you were shopping for some clothes and he gets enraged, taking you back home and claiming you as his. A/N: had to do RESEARCHHH for this but tysm for the req lovely <3 WARNINGS: degrading, tom!dom, reader!sub, fingering, p in v (missionary, doggy style), smacking ass, rough kissing

I was walking around Victoria Secret, finding some cute bras to wear for Tom when I spotted a familiar face, my old friend Kienan.

I quickly went over and tapped his shoulder, he turned around and his face lit up, "heyy! oh my god I haven't seen you in ages! how are you?" he smiled brightly and pulled me in for a hug.

I hugged him tightly and chuckled "i'm great! it's been like 5 years since i've seen you, how's life doing you?" i said, pulling away.

"Oh you know, a bit stressful and all but I have my girlfriend and my 3 dogs to keep me company" he chuckled, I smiled "yeah, same with my boyfriend, I have loads of work but at the end of the day I get to see him so I'm happy."

After 5 minutes of chatting I heard footsteps behind me and a strong arm wrap around my waist, pulling me in closely. I knew it was Tom, and I knew I was in trouble. Fuck.

"Y/N who's this?" he looked at me, faking a smile. "Oh this is Keinan, just an old friend from high school" I smiled, trying to seem as normal as possible to piss Tom off.

"Mm, say goodbye to your friend cause we're leaving." he said coldly, pulling me away slightly, I sighed and waved to my friend, a concerned look plastered on Keinan's face.

"Tom! Why did you have to embarrass me like that! He's just an old friend why are you being so fucking possessive?" I whisper yelled at him as he dragged me out of the store and into the car. As we got into the car I was still yelling, his fists were clenched, his knuckles turning white. "I can't believe you did that Tom, for fuck sakes, I didn't even get to buy anything because of you!" I grunted and sat back in my seat.

"If you behaved you would've gotten something, you know what I'm like when you're around other men" he said, rage washed over his eyes. He started the car and sped off, I held onto my seat a bit with the speed he was going at, I could tell he was pissed, and tomorrow I wouldn't be able to walk.

As we got home, panic and lust surged through my whole body, feeling a burning in between my thighs. He dragged me into our bedroom and threw me onto the bed. "Take your fucking clothes off and get on the bed" he ordered, I instantly obliged and took my clothes off in a flash.

He stared at my naked body, groaning lowly and walking over to me, he sat next to me on the bed. "Spread your legs." his eyes were dark and full of lust. "O-okay..." I said, my voice wobbly with excitement, I spread my legs and Toms hands flew to my pussy, his fingers rubbing in between my folds and skimming over my clit, I moaned softly and bucked my hips up to gain more pleasure from his fingers. As soon as I did that he retracted his fingers "don't fucking misbehave, just sit and be a good girl."

He then put one finger in, and then another. Slowly pushing them in and out, at such a slow and painful pace. "Tom..please.." I whimpered, begging for him to go faster and put me out of my misery. "Fine, you want it faster? I'll give it to you fast" he growled, pushing his fingers in and out of my pussy really fast. I moaned as he curled his fingers, hitting my sweet spot multiple times.

"You like that, hm?" he stared directly at me, I tried to keep my eyes open but the pleasure overtook my body, I let out a string of moans before cumming onto his fingers. As I came I heard him chuckle darkly, "cumming so quick huh? such a needy slut.." he pushed me further onto the bed and climbed on top of me, taking his jeans off to expose his rock solid cock, standing perfectly, leaking precum and throbbing, desperate for some pleasure.

He spread my legs open roughly and pulled me by my legs, bringing me closer to him, his tip resting against my entrance.

He leaned in and whispered in my ear "I'm gonna cum in you so many times you won't be able to think, you will take my cum like the good slut you are" my eyes widened "but tom.." I looked up at him, wondering where this sudden idea has come from. Me and Tom would usually use condoms or he would pull out, but this was super new.

"No buts, keep still or your punishment will get worse" he glared at me and pushed his cock into me slowly, I winced at the pain and my hands flew to his arms, trying to hold onto him.

"Fuck you're so tight.." he groaned, pushing himself in before finally bottoming himself out. He slowly pulled out and then slammed himself in again, started off at quite a rough pace. I rolled my eyes back as he drilled into my sweet spot constantly, this angle making it able for me to feel every. single. inch. and possibly even more.

One of his hands went to my clit, rubbing it softly, causing me to be less tense, Tom let out a sigh. My pussy had clenched around him so tightly because of how big his cock was.

He continued to whisper dirty and degrading things into my ears, making the pleasure of his cock ramming into my pussy more intensified.

"Fuck! Tom!" I cried out in pleasure, "mm, you like that don't you? fucking slut" he snapped at me, causing me to throw my head back and wrap my legs around his waist tightly, pulling him closer.

It's like he was drunk on my pussy whenever we fucked, he could never get enough of it, one round was never enough for him, always leaving me exhausted after.

I felt my stomach twist into a knot, signalling my orgasm was near, I knew Tom could tell as well as he started to go even harder, pounding into me mercilessly, gripping onto my hips and digging his nails into me. I grabbed onto his dreads and arched my back, tugging harshly as I came, my orgasm crashed down, my legs twitching. Tom moaned loudly as he came, filling me up with his cum to the brim. He slowly fucked his cum into me "you loved being filled up like this, don't you?" he smirked, I nodded frantically and whined "more please..more.." he nodded and flipped me over so I was on all fours on the bed.

His cum was slightly dripping out of my pussy, then he slammed back into me, not giving me enough time to rest. I was getting a little bit overstimulated but it just felt so good. Tom always knew how to please me, his rough touch was addicting.

He continued his brutal pace, our skin slapping together and the sounds filling the room. I swear we were so loud, the whole neighbourhood could probably hear us, but I didn't care, all I needed in that moment was his cum in me.

I grabbed onto the sheets tightly, my knuckles turning white. It felt so good, so so good. I was drunk on his dick, it was so good, the way he pounded into me made me so wet.

"Holy shit, gonna cum!" I moaned loudly, gripping even tighter on the sheets as my orgasm washed over me, "me too liebe! fuck!" he again dumped his load into me, filling me up and making sure to fuck his cum deep into me.

I fell forward and he collapsed on top of me, we were both trying to regain our breath, he flipped me over, kissing me softly.

"Did you enjoy being filled up liebe? Told you it would be good" he winked, I giggled "yeah yeah, whatever" I rolled my eyes playfully. He then cleaned me up and we cuddled, settling for the night.

E/N: this is my first time doing something solely based off breeding, SORRY IF IT WAS BAD ILY ALL <333

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Quidditch [fluff]

(mattheo x reader)

Words: 752 Summary: Mattheo invites you to his game, hoping you can come and watch him in action.

You and Mattheo had been bickering all class and now you were finally released by the bell. Unfortunately, Mattheo caught up with you and re-greeted you with a stupidly cute smile.

"So.. are you going to the quidditch game tomorrow?" Mattheo asked, and you sighed and figured the easiest thing to do would be humor him.

"Oh- um, if I have the time. I have a lot schoolwork I need to catch up on."

"What if you got all your work down tonight? Then would you come?" You furrowed your brows, wondering why he cared so much that you come to the game.

"I don't know, it's supposed to be freezing and-"

"Please." His face turned serious, "I mean- You wouldn't want to miss out. It's Slytherin and Gryffindor, it'll be pretty intense." He laughed nervously.

"I'll think about it." You smiled softly,

"Ok, cool." He continues to walk with you, acting nonchalant now but seeming pleased with your response.

As you neared your common room, he waved goodbye and headed back in the direction you came from, presumably to practice down at the pitch.

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You sat at the desk in your dorm, frustrated over an equation that should've been simple. You had been working at your school work for hours it seemed, and your lack of sleep was getting to you.

"I'm headed out! You should take a break sometime soon, yea?" Your roommate said from behind. "Maybe even go to the quidditch game? Could be fun."

"It's freezing out there," You argued,

"That's what spells and sweaters are for." You rolled your eyes and smiled,

"Just go have fun in Hogsmeade, I'll see you later." Your roommate sighed and walked out. You looked back down at the jumble of numbers and letters on your paper and felt a headache coming on. Normally you'd just take a nap for a few, but you suddenly had an overwhelming urge to go to the game.

You thought of Mattheo and the way his face lit up at the possibility of you being there. You didn't know why he seemed so desperate for you to see his game, not like you hadn't been to previous ones before.

At this, you turned off your desk lamp and walked over to find things to layer and keep out the cold.

After an efficient amount of clothing had been put on, you grabbed your hat and gloves and made your way out to the field and pitch. It was freezing, although it was kind of nice to be out of the stuffy atmosphere of your dorm. The game hadn't started yet and in fact, you made it just in time as you were quite surprised to find out.

Amongst the crowd of people in your section, you felt out of place, not having a friend to enjoy the game with you. The more crowded it became, the more you kicked yourself for coming and not using the time to study or finish an essay.

You were about to leave the stands when you saw the players flying out. One in particular was looking around the stands, and his gaze seemed to stop right at you, though he was too far to tell. But then, he gave a little wave, and when you made sure it wasn't meant for anyone else, you waved back. His shoulders raised a few times in his laughter.

Mattheo.

You smiled to yourself and reclaimed a spot in the stands, not caring about the people anymore.

You watched him intensely throughout the game, following his jersey as he played the best he ever had. After it was over, the Slytherin's had won and you cheered and ran down from the stands as quickly as you could. You didn't know what had come over you, but as soon as you were on the field, you wanted to run up and hug him and tell him how well he did. You stopped in your tracks when you saw him running at you.

He ripped off his helmet when he got close enough, revealing a wide smile that warmed your heart.

"You came."

You smiled, "Yea, I mean- I didn't have anything better to do-"

He cut you off with a hug, holding you tightly like he was going to lose you.

"I'm glad you came."

You didn't respond but hugged him back just as tight and smiled into his shoulder. Maybe you could like him just a bit if you tried.

#harry potter #slytherin #slytherin boys #mattheo riddle #mattheoxreader

[wolfytoothy]

Over worked

............................................

It was late at night and you had just got done with your homework. You took a nice hot shower, brushed your teeth, did your whole night routine and just got in bed. You laid on the soft sheets beneath you and turned on your Tv, Pulling up one piece immediately. You had a really rough day, matter fact ,a rough week. You had 3 jobs and on top of that kinda sorta a vigilante. had just gotten back home like an hour ago.

Thank god it was a friday now though. You layed in bed watching Beauty and the beast. You were about to fall asleep till you were brought back from reality by a hard knock at your window. You instantly knew it was Miles. He seemed to not know how to use a damn door but anyways.

You rolled out of bed and opened the window. “What do you want, Morales.” you said trying to rub the tired out of your eyes. Miles climbed through the window looking somewhat pissed off. “What you mean, ‘what I’m doing’, I’m making sure you ight’ “ he said, embracing you into a hug. You wrapped his arms around his neck and answered halfway awake. “Why wouldn't I be okay” you asked in a miles shirt.

You took a deep breath into his shirt and let his cologne intoxicate your nostrils. You loved his smell. “Because no one has even seen you, has got in contact with you all week, and if they have, they all said you were being rude to em.”Miles said. “What were you doing?” he asked, pulling away from you and taking a good look at the bags under your eyes and the tired smile you gave him. "And whens the last time you slept ma"

It took you a while to process all of that. Your eyes tried to flutter open but you miserably failed. Your heavy eyelids drooped, compelling you from looking at anything. Use the rest of your energy to answer. You swayed back and forth slightly only miles keeping you on your feet. “I um, on monday I had… um, test. Yea test all day. The next day and from the week forward, I had to do my drivers test, then get groceries for the dorm, had to do drill practice for the parade… then… then… shit uhhh. Oh yea um, I had to do more practice ... .but that was the major shi. Then….” you trailed off as you shacked you head trying to think.

Miles insisted your answer. He took note of your state and felt a little bad. "It's okay, you don't gotta tell me every thing, i can see your struggling" he reassured. "No,no,no. I'll be telling you. But today woke up at 4 in the morning to collect my jlc suit, then had to fix my mask. Then your mask. Then when it was time for school, did all that, then did drill and raider practice came home, had to by Christmas decorations and Halloween decorations, then me and my parents when to look for cars for me. We're going back tomorrow, you know i might get a motorcycle or a car, maybe both, and went on patrol catched a guy gave him to kingpin and yeaaa, did all that in once dayyy. So proud. Oh and the last time I slept was on Tuesday" you said

"Its friday!"

"Exactly.There's more but…"you trailed off again, try to gather more energy. "And I made $55,227 this week." You smiled.

You felt like you looked normal but really from miles pointed of view you looked like you just got done smoking crack, had 5 shots of rum, and just got hit by a bus. Your room was a mess and there were papers everywhere. Even your suit was out in the open.You only had your shorts on with a blue tank top. You still had your necklace on and all your jewelry. Witch miles knew you always take off. Miles took a good look at you room then back at you.

You stoped swaying for a second then he took the opportunity to cup your face. He let his thumbs lightly gaze over your eye bags. "You work to hard mami" Miles said. You nodded and put your head against his chest. "And I got shit to do tomorrow", "Okay you know what" miles started and picked you up. He layed you down on the bed and took your necklace off, including all of your jewelry. He placed them on the little night stand next to your bed.

He then proceeded to clean your whole room. Organized it as well. Hid all your gear, and even washed some of your clothes. You woke up 3 hours later feeling so far well rested. Miles caught this and threw a pillow on the bed. "What's your schedule mami" Miles asked sitting on the edge of the bed

"I got to finish fixing my helmet," you started.

"I already did,what else",

"Got a doctor's appointment at 7, then I gotta go look for my new car with my parents",

"they got a busy schedule as well?",

"yea",

"Okay, I'll be going with you, what else",

"I hot to go into work",

"which on?",

" the tattoo artist Job",

"call in sick. What else",

"gotta do more shopping but for the house, then go on patrol then baby sit my baby cousin for the rest of my day" you finished.

"I'll be with you all day. Now go back to sleep. Love you" miles said kissing you on the forehead.

"Love you to papa"

#earth 42 miles morales x reader #miles morales #E.42 Miles morales #earth 42 miles #Vigilante reader

[alornights]

Can i get south park jealous kyle and kenny(separate) x female reader?🤭

⟢ jealousy

➜ in which ! they get very jealous of others.

💌 ﹫kyle broflovski & kenny mccormick.

✩ 🎸 warnings﹗none.

🍓 ⟡ notes — i did this as if they were already dating so i hope ur fine it!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ kyle broflovski.

he thinks hes not a jealous person since in his friend group he's part of the sane section. he totally is though.

picture this.

everyone knows your kyle's girlfriend, no questions asked it's very obvious since you guys are almost inseparable.

you're at school eating lunch with your girlfriends having fun gossiping or whatever, fun times.

then out of nowhere a guy comes up to your table and starts chatting with you.

at first kyle was fine with it, everyone talked to you so it wasn't a big deal whatsoever.

until he saw you giggling and the guy leaving slight touches on you for no reason.

on the outside he seems rather calm. on the inside though, this guy is going fucking ballistic. all mushed into one is anger, sadness, self-insecurity, and even more anger.

he doesn't make a move trying not to explode until the guy holds your hand and proceeds to kiss your knuckles.

he goes ballistic.

he walks straight up to this guy and drags him outside. what he does, no one knows, but the next day that guy avoids you at all costs even when you attempt to go talk to him.

when confronting kyle all he simply says is, "i just made sure he knows not to do that to people's girlfriends. it's pretty offensive, y'know? wouldn't want him doing that to other people as well."

it's nothing serious though he does actually talk to the guy about it. just gets a bit crazy, nothing more.

he just cares about you and is kind of insecure.

but with a date, everything goes back to normal so all ends well.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ kenny mccormick.

he's not much a jealous person tbh.

maybe like a bit if like some guy is making big moves on you but other than that i think he's pretty chill about it.

though there was this one time he got a bit jealous.

you were at a birthday party that the whole school was invited too except the trouble kids (COUGH stans group) and you were having tons of fun with your friends.

kenny decided to make some rounds as mysterion since 1, he was bored and 2, he just likes helping around south park.

just for his peace of mind, he stopped by the party in case there was anything suspicious or bad going on over there.

and who could of guessed. something bad was going on there!!

a guy was talking to you outside. alone. and you were giggling like there was no tomorrow as he was looking you up and down.

so when you went back inside to go get some food for the two of you, mr. mysterion decided to teach the guy a lesson.

but midway through he gets a call from you. "kenny wya, there was some weirdo trying to talk to me and now i wanna leave."

that guy is so lucky you called when you did or else he would've ended up worse. so he goes back home just before you arrive.

that's the only time he's ever been extremely jealous.

ay, at the end of the day, he knows your coming back to him. just like you did that time.

#south park x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #kenny mccormick x reader

[rxmqnova]

Another one I have in mind.

Wanda x Reader, when Yn is spiderwoman, Wanda doesn't have powers, she is a normal person.

Yn needed to save the city and normally said to her mom and dad that she was at Wanda's or Nat's so for that they didn't suspect anything, they were a couple, so it was fine.

One day, Yn was dealing with a robbery in a bank and she told her parents she was gonna at Nat's so It was okay, but Wanda decided to come to Yn's house and asked for her and her parents said she was with Nat, so she decided to called Nat and she said Yn wasn't with her, when Wanda went to her house she was crying because she tought why was Yn lying? Was she cheating on her? With who?

Yn meanwhile was saving the city, when she finished, she went to Wanda's and she knocked the window and saw her crying, but she confronted Yn about why she was lying and then saw the bruises and scratches, the blood and a suit, so Yn had to explain that she was spiderwoman and apologize for lying to her, saying that she wouldn't do it again and then she changed her clothes and they cuddle and Yn gives Wanda a lot of kisses

Secret

Y/N: 16 years old Wanda: 16 years old ——————————————————

NO ONE'S POV "Where are you going, honey?" Y/M/N asks her daughter who suspiciously quickly rushed through the entire house to the front door.

"To Natasha's! I'm in a rush! See you later! Bye!" Y/N blurts out before her mother can say anything else.

The girl rushes to the nearest alley, taking off her clothes underneath which she has her special suit and hides her bag behind a trash conteiner.

Using her web shooter, Y/N makes her way to the bank where is currently someone trying for a robbery.

"Alright" Y/N breaths out, landing on the top of the bank.

Meanwhile Y/N's girlfriend walks over to the Y/L/N house. Wanda has planned a nice walk and a movie night for her girlfriend and is really excited to spend time with her.

"Oh. Hi, Wanda" Y/M/N gives Wanda a warm smile.

"Hi, is Y/N home? She's not picking up her phone" Wanda asks.

"I'm sorry, Wanda. She left about an hour ago. She went to Natasha's" Y/M/N explains, giving Wanda an apologetic smile.

"Oh. Okay. Sorry for interrupting your evening then" Wanda smiles back, trying to hide her disappointment.

The brunette starts walking back towards her own house, taking her phone out of her pocket and dialing Natasha's number.

"Hey, Wands. What's up?" Natasha picks up immediately, greeting her friend.

"Hey, Nat. Is Y/N with you? She's not picking up her phone"

"No, Y/N isn't with me. I haven't seen her since lunch" Natasha says which isn't the answer Wanda wanted to hear.

"But her mom said… whatever, I'll just try to call her again. Thanks though. See you tomorrow at school" Wanda tells her friend before quickly hanging up.

She tries to call her girlfriend again, but after another failed attempt she just sighs and decides to walk home. Thoughts start running wildly through her head while walking.

Could Y/N be cheating? She wouldn't, or would she? And if so then with who?

Tears fill the brunette's eyes as she's thinking about it again and again. She rushes home, quickly skipping every room and locking herself in her own bedroom.

Wanda sits on her bed, letting her tears fall. She knew her girlfriend had some sort of secret, but could Y/N really be cheating?

———

Y/N lets out a sigh of relief after finally catching the theif and leaving the bank. She uses her web shooters to get back to the alley where she left her stuff.

She takes her bag out of her hiding spot, just putting on her hoodie and sweatpants, leaving her suit underneath. The girl checks up the time on her phone, her eyes widening when she sees how many missed calls she has from Wanda.

Y/N immediately calls Wanda back, but no one picks up. She sighs and decides to walk over to Wanda's house and check up on her girlfriend.

She climbs the emergency stairs, mentally slapping herself when she sees her girlfriend sitting on bed with tears stained cheeks and red puffy eyes.

Y/N knocks gently on the window on which Wanda just rolls her eyes and pulls down the blinds.

"Oh come on. Wands, let's talk please" Y/N knocks again. "I'm not leaving until we talk!" She knocks again, stubbornly sitting down and knocking.

"Can you stop?" Wanda sighs, finally opening the window and letting Y/N in.

Y/N carefully gets in, trying not to let her girlfriend know about the pain she's currently in. She sits on the edge of Wanda's bed, watching as the brunette's walking around the room in circles.

"Y/N tell me honestly… Are you cheating on me?" Wanda stops, crossing her arms over her chest and waiting for Y/N to speak.

"What? Cheating? No. I'd never do that, Wands. How did that come into your mind?" Y/N asks, tilting her head in confusion. She'd never ever cheat on Wanda.

"Then why aren't you picking up your phone? And why are you lying? You told your parents you're going to Nat's when you weren't and then don't even bother to pick up your phone. What else am I suppose to think?!" Wanda asks, the sadness turning into anger. "Oh my god, Y/N, you're bleeding" The brunette gasps, immediately taking a tissue and wiping away the blood that's dripping down Y/N's forehead.

"I'm fine, Wands. I just hit my head when I was climbing the stairs" Y/N lies, trying to sound convincing, but Wanda knows her girlfriend too well.

"You're lying again, Y/N. I want the truth… Oh my… What happened to your hand?" Wanda gasps, seeing how swollen Y/N's wrist is. "Did you get into a fight?… Take off your hoodie" Wanda orders, noticing how's her girlfriend trying to act like she's all fine while her body is clearly in pain.

"What? That's not necessary. I'm fine. It's nothing" Y/N sighs.

"No, it's not. Take off your hoodie" Wanda orders again, this time slightly tilting her head which is never a good sign, so Y/N better listens and takes off her hoodie, revealing her spiderwoman suit. "Y/N, you are-"

"Yes, I'm Spiderwoman" Y/N admits, looking down to avoid eye-contact with her girlfriend.

"Why didn't you tell me? I… I could have helped you somehow or at least take care of you. Look how bruised you are" Wanda sighs, cupping her girlfriend cheeks and rubbing them with her thumbs.

"I just… I didn't want to put you in danger, Wands. There are so many people out there who are after me and I just can't let anything happen to you" Y/N admits, her eyes filling with tears.

"Y/N, I can take care of myself… Don't ever lie to me again… okay?" Wanda asks seriously.

"… I'm sorry. I won't lie to you again, but I'll keep protecting you… always. I will never let anyone hurt you" Y/N says, taking Wanda's hands in hers and giving her knuckles a rub. "I love you"

"I love you too" Wanda smiles, pulling her girlfriend in for a kiss, but Y/N immediately hisses in pain. "I'm sorry! Are you okay?" Wanda panics.

"Yeah, it just hurts a bit" Y/N admits.

"How about you take a quick shower, then I'll look at those wounds and then we'll just watch a movie and cuddle?" Wanda suggests with a smile.

"Sounds good, I'll be right back" Y/N smiles back, pecks Wanda's lips and steals a hoodie and sweatpants from Wanda's closet before disappearing to take the shower.

———

"Okay. Done" Wanda says after finishing taking care of Y/N's wounds and presses a kiss to the top of her girlfriend's head.

"Thank you" Y/N smiles, taking Wanda's hand in hers and giving her knuckles a kiss. "Movie and cuddles?" She asks, comfortably laying down on bed which makes Wanda chuckle.

"I can't say no to that" Wanda smiles, taking the remote and joining her girlfriend in bed, cuddling up to her. "The Dick Van Dyke Show?" The brunette questions, looking up at Y/N who gives her a nod and a huge smile.

"I love you" Y/N whispers to Wanda's ear as soon as the sitcom starts.

Wanda smiles, her cheeks catching a bit of red. The girls have used this 3 words so many times, but always mean it by heart.

"I love you too"

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Currrently working on the Venom reader request :)) Hopefully I'll finish it soon, so it could come out next week &lt;3

I've seen The Eras Tour film two days ago and it was amazing!! I made a new Swiftie friend and we decided to go and see it once again next week!! I'm so excited <33

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[elvisabutler]

patience

fandom: austin butler rating: m pairing: austin butler x implied older female reader word count: 1384 warnings: heavy use of ma'am and baby boy. sub austin. needy austin. dom reader. public play. minor bit of come eating. future implied oral ( female receiving ). handjob. implications of threesomes. author’s note: welcome to day 11 of ally’s wet hot smut summer, public with austin butler x older female reader. fun fact! i forgot i had put someone down for this until i went through the tag one day. but i'm a woman of my word promise even for you wil anon, so here we go with the third public play fic. hypothetically y'all will get fed tomorrow too, we'll see. my schedule officially is just me throwing darts at a board and hoping for the best. also truly everyone who comments or reblogs is helping me keep on writing and i love every one of them and cherish them all.

"Ma'am," you hear Austin's whisper against your ear unexpectedly while talking with one of his co-stars. You may not be famous like Austin is— indeed, you are one of a million names attached to producing various films— but you still need to network. You still need to rub shoulders with the stars in the hope that you can drag them into whatever film you have going on. Austin is fine with it, enjoying how you get along with almost everyone and enjoying how you pick some of his favorite co-stars to zero in on. Still, to hear Austin whispering and sounding wound up like the tightest string on his guitar is cause for concern especially when he repeats himself. "Ma'am, please."

Never in your life have you been more thankful that you know how to school your face into something resembling normal and calm. You smile at his co-star as your hand reaches back to grab Austin's- noting how he grasps it with a ferocity you rarely see in public. "I'm so sorry to cut this short but I think Austin here's wanting my attention. I'll call you?"



"Of course," the woman croons before looking at Austin. "I don't blame you for wanting to whisk her away. I would too."



Austin's grip tightens once more as he kisses your neck and smiles. "She's a wanted woman."



You all share a quiet laugh before she moves away from the two of you and you finally turn around to face Austin, your free hand instinctively going up to cup his face, ignoring how he's shifted both of you just so that your thigh is pressed up against him. "What's wrong? You never say ma'am like this."



A low, barely there whine leaves Austin's throat before he answers, his body moving against your thigh, chasing something. "I— Everyone's been around you and around me and there was— I just need you."



As if to belabor the point, he rocks his body up against yours again and it's then that you feel it. He needs you not just as a person but as someone who he allows to hold the reins to his pleasure. Your eyebrows raise up just a hair as you run your thumb against his lip. His tongue darts out to lick it before nipping at it, earning a shaky breath from you. The two of you are in public, at a function that's important for both of you but from Austin's blown eyes and hard cock, you can tell that at least for now you need to try and handle him.



"We're in public, baby boy," your voice is practically a croon, even as you try and force both of you to a secluded area. The people who know you and Austin— who want to protect you and Austin keep most everyone occupied and looking away from you. You make Austin happy and he makes you happy to have that jeopardized by people who wouldn't understand the two of you isn't something anyone wants.



After what feels like an eternity, you finally make your way out of the room and into another one that is blissfully empty. Austin looks around, trying to see if he can see anyone in the darkness before you laugh. "Baby boy, there's no one here."



A groan of relief leaves his lips as he licks them and pulls you in for a kiss. You'll take care of him now, allow him to enjoy himself and have the edge taken off. You'll remind him that as much as he belongs to you, you belong to him and not the people who fawn over you.



"Everyone— Everyone kept touching you, ma'am. They kept touching what's mine and you couldn't stop them." Austin mutters against the skin of your neck, nipping and sucking small hickies. "Didn't want—"



Before you can even stop yourself your hand goes to Austin's hair, winding in it and pulling lightly. Normally he'd take that as a sign to move his head back and yet tonight he doesn't, too preoccupied with trying to touch you as if that will wash away everyone else's touch. Your chest heaves ever so slightly as Austin ruts against your thigh. You're in control but he needs to listen better right now. The hand in his hair yanks a little harder and finally he pulls away, eyes completely blown and lips turning redder and plumper by the second. "Ma'am?"



"Look at my baby boy, so needy for me. So impatient," you murmur, shifting your stance so that your thigh rubs up against him again. "So jealous of everyone else. Baby boy, you know I only love you. I only want to see that pretty face of yours coming because I helped you."



The whine that leaves Austin tells you all you need to know about how wound up he is. He had to have been aching for at least an hour to be this far gone. Perhaps it was when you were talking to Oscar that did him in, the knowledge that once upon a time you had joked about seeing if his wife would mind if the two of you borrowed him or if he could introduce the two of you to Jessica. Austin had finally let go of your hand and you use it to your full advantage, moving to unbutton his slacks and sticking your hand inside of his boxer briefs. He cries out softly at the feel of your hand around his cock, the brush of your thumb having him rut forward once again. "Ma'am. Ma'am, please, can't— don't tease. Help me, please."



"Aw, Austin, my baby boy. Of course. I've got you." Your hand shouldn't glide so easily but it does, moving up and down against his cock with an ease that tells you it's drenched in precum. Your clit throbs but you pay it no mind, too focus on the way Austin's panting and grabbing at your hips. His red lips are wet with spit and his chest heaves with every stroke of your hand. Austin needs you to the point of not caring who could walk in on you. "You just gotta be quiet, baby boy."



"Don't— don't care. Want them to see me like this, see that you only help me like this. Not anyone else." Faintly, you both register how bratty Austin sounds but only you file it away for later when you can properly punish and tease him at home. Your grip on his cock tightens though and he hisses through suddenly gritted teeth. "Gonna— need to come, ma'am. Need— it hurts."



Every muscle in Austin's body is tight, from his toes to his calves and thighs against you. His torso underneath your hand clenched in anticipation and you know he's trying to hold off, trying to be a good boy for you and it fills you with such pride that you can't help but pull him into a soft kiss. He sighs into it, trying to relax only to have you say the magic words when you pull away from his lips. "Come for me, Austin. Be a good boy."



It's as if he had been a puppet attached to strings that were cut when he comes, the intensity causing him to pitch forward against you, pinning you fully to the wall. Your hand is covered in his come and yet you don't bother to move it, instead focusing on using your free hand to rub his back as he breathes deeply.



After what feels like an eternity he moves to stand up properly and pulls your hand out of his pants. He keeps a handkerchief in his pocket specifically for cleaning up things like this and yet before he bothers to hand it to you, he licks a bit of his come off of your index finger, earning a growl from you. He cleans it up as normal after that, looking at you with a certain gleam in his eye. You start to open your mouth to question it before Austin sinks to his knees, moving to unbutton your own pants. He looks at you through his eyelashes,



"They won't miss us for another ten minutes."



It's another thirty before you head back to where you need to be.

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[captain-mj]

PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!! Write the mafia au. If you want to do just a little bit of exposition before the smut instead of fleshing it all out, I would still be thrilled!!! I'm so excited.

Okay! You've convinced me I'll make it! (Did not have to convince me at all I was already writing it)

Ghost liked his flat. It was more spacious and well taken care of than any shack he had been in as a child. As much as he liked it though, he never stayed in it long lately. He'd wake up, go to the gym, take a shower there and then go to his favorite place recently.

Soap was a nice person. He looked a little soft. Ghost knew he was 19, 20 in two months, and that he wanted to be in the military but had a shoulder injury in high school that kept him from doing so. Soap explained that if he could prove he healed enough, he could join but the damn bastards wouldn't listen.

Personally, Ghost saw the way Soap winced when his shoulder twisted too far and that he clearly didn't have full range of motion in it. He hoped the military would never take him. People like Soap shouldn't be around bad things like that.

"Simon! My favorite customer." He said it like the man didn't tower over him and had a fucking mask on. He was scary.

"Sometimes it feels like I'm your only customer."

"Not many people come in at 7:30 in the damn morning for a drink." Soap grinned at him and started fixing him his tea. Same thing every time. Ghost could probably make it better at home, but who wanted to when he could have Soap make it for him.

Ghost grunted in response and, while he waiting, got his money ready. He almost wished tipping was more common, just so he'd have an excuse to throw money at him. Maybe he could slide the bills into his pocket. For stealth, it would have to be his jacket pocket, but in his little fantasy, he slide it in to the pocket on the back of his pants and give his ass a little squeeze.

"Simon?" Soap broke him from his thoughts. "Someone turned off the machine for the water, it's going to be a minute." He didn't seem very apologetic.

"That's fine. How have you been lately, Johnny?"

"I've been good. Got any plans for the day?"

"Nothing."

Soap smiled at him. "One day, will you tell me about yourself, Simon."

Ghost shook his head. "Never gonna happen."

"Come on. Live a little. Let me know something."

"This is my favorite part of my day." Ghost gave him that, watching how Soap blushed and smiled.

"Thank you, Simon." The tea finished and handed it over to Ghost. "I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Always." He smiled at him.

Ghost left quietly. He hated this part of the day. He liked pretending to be normal.

So he went to work. The boss waved at him and smiled. "There ya are." He was a strangely jovial man considering their line of work. "Need you to deal with a guy that's been causing problems tonight."

"I see. What's his deal?"

"Same thing it always is. A junkie not wanting to pay his dues." He sighs.

Same old, same old.

He sticks around. Great thing about the mob is how neat they keep things. Maybe that's just Price. But there are records for everything. Nothing happens in Manchester that doesn't get a little page about it.

Ghost doesn't deal with it much. He's a glorified hit man. No need to clean his hands and work on something as tedious as making a note of every ounce of coke currently sold versus coke in a warehouse.

So he stood next to his boss and acted as an intimidating guard dog.

Once it got dark, he got the address of the junkie from one of his... coworkers and he did what he always did. He went there with a knife and made his way down the halls of the flat.

What a shithole.

It was... vaguely grimy in the way all cheap places feel. His mother cleaned constantly but it never felt quite clean enough. He wandered right to his door and raised his hand to knock.

The junkie opened the door and Ghost decked him. His target hit the ground, barking something out about if Ghost "knew who he was" and "how he was a powerful man".

Ghost put his foot on the man's chest. "John Price sends his regards." He put more weight on him, crushing his ribs under his foot like dry grass. A creaking sound came from the bone doing its best not to fumble and break underneath him.

"Wait. No. I said I'll get him his money. No need to do anything hasty."

"...What a fucking waste."

Ghost lost track of how long he hit the other man. Just that he knew it hurt. He beat him until his hands hurt. He ran his fingers through the blood on the floor, finding two teeth. After he was done, he double checked to see if he was breathing, he needed him alive to pay his debts, and he left the apartment.

Down the hall, holding groceries, was none other than Johnny. The gorgeous man. He saw the blood on his hands and paled.

"Simon?" He seemed unsure, like he might have the wrong guy.

Ghost lifted his finger and put it to his lips.

Soap swallowed and stared at him as Ghost left.

Simon thought that was the end of it. A disappointing end to an innocent thing he had with him. While he had hoped to at least get his dick wet for the first time in ages, he could admit defeat.

Ghost went back and gave Price the teeth. Blood got his desk but he just grinned. "You did great. Thank you." He smiled at him. "Sit down with me."

Ghost sat in the chair across from him and took the drink. He lifted his mask up for just a moment before drinking it.

They discussed some local happenings for a few minutes before someone knocked on his boss's office. "What is it?" Price called out, leaning back in his chair.

"Caught someone sniffing around."

"Well, bring him in then."

Ghost sighed. "Fucking hell."

Soap was flustered and he had clearly been slapped around. Nothing too bad though. Ghost was going to kill him. He didn't want to, but Price could be unpredictable and it was better for everyone if Ghost did it. He'd do it nice and fast. Easy peasy.

"Simon."

Oh my god. This dude is fucking dumb.

Price raised an eyebrow immediately. "Simon, you know this guy?"

"Know is a strong word."

"Is it money?" Soap interrupted, which luckily seemed to be more amusing to Price than infuriating. "Look, if Simon owes something, I'll pay it okay?"

Price made a face and Ghost rubbed his temples. "Johnny..."

"Look, I understand okay? You didn't have a choice in doing this an-" Ghost grabbed Soap's face and yanked him down so he'd half fall into him.

"Johnny. Keep quiet, yeah?"

Soap paused, face slowly turning more red.

"That's cute." Price laughed. "How old are you kid?"

"I'll be 20 next month."

"Cute. I guess he is in your age range, Simon."

"Sir it's not like that. At all." Ghost tried to explain, finding this more than a little embarrassing.

Price grinned. "Simon. Here's what you're going to do. You're going to make sure... Johnny here never, ever comes back. I'll leave it up to you. Want to put a bullet in his head? Go for it. But if you want to just break his legs... you can do that too."

Soap started to struggle. "Simon, you won't hurt me, will you?" He looked so distressed.

Ghost sighed. Fucking hell. He grabbed him by his coat and dragged him away. "I'll deal with it, Price."

Soap tried to get his bearings but just couldn't, feet unable to get on the ground properly. "Simon, wait, please."

Ghost pushed him up against the wall in a spare room and fit his hands around his throat. "You're an idiot. You get that right? Following me like that."

Soap had to stand on his tip toes, hands around Ghost's wrist. "I'm sorry."

Ghost growled at him. "Listen up. You're going to go home. You're going to go back to work tomorrow. And you're never, ever going to come back here. You understand me?"

"Yes, sir." He swallowed against the hand holding him.

"Good. You're not going to breath a word of this to anyone. Ever. And if you do, I'll make sure you never breath again." He pressed against Soap, crowding him.

And crowding the hard on he was wearing. He glanced down at how Soap was trying so hard not to grind against him.

"Oh.

Oh."

Soap flushed and whined. "I'm sorry. I..."

Ghost rubbed his thigh gently against him and watched him moan. "Fucking hell."

He picked Soap up by his hips and placed him down on a table, pushing him back so he'd lay down. Soap pulled his shirt up and off while Ghost unbuckled his pants and shoved them down. He grabbed Soap's jeans and yanked them down. "Your little white knight act was cute. Coming in here to save me. What were you going to do? Pay off my debts? Fight your way through them?"

Soap went to snap back at him but Ghost trailed his fingers along his cock and he quickly shut up.

"You're brave. I'll give you that. And god I want to fuck you." He spit on to his fingers and grabbed him, teasing his hole with the pad of his finger. "You going to let me?"

Soap tried to push against him. "I'll beg you for it. Got all undressed for ya."

Ghost slapped his thigh hard, watching him jump. "You're a fucking slag." He pushed his finger in gently and growled at the way the flesh gave.

Soap groaned in a mix of pain and pleasure. "No, it's not like that..." For a moment, Ghost worried he'd struck a nerve but Soap was rocking against his finger with vigor, trying to get it in deeper.

"Then what's its like? You just like this for me?"

"Yes. Just you." Soap promised, looking up at him. "I've wanted you for so long... I was just so nervo-" Ghost sank his finger the rest of the way in to make him shut up. He used some of the oil they had around to make it a bit easier and started to work him open.

"You're going to be good and tell me if it hurts too much, won't you?"

Soap nodded and braced himself against the table. Ghost used some of the... precum dripping from Soap's cock to stroke his own, getting himself nice and wet. He grabbed him by his hips and pushed in nice and slow. Soap's mouth fell open right before he screamed.

"Fuck you're so big I don't know if i can... So big..." His legs locked around his hips as he whined. He kept whimpering and crying out as Ghost just pounded into him. Those nice legs of his were up in the air and trembling as he took it.

Ghost kissed him hard and then pulled away to let him keep yelling. He should've been more careful with him. Distantly, he knew that. But Soap was gagging for it, begging him in between cries. He grabbed him tight and pulled Ghost to his throat which he peppered with kisses.

"Please don't stop! Please! Don't! Stop!" Soap choked when he came, cum spilling over his chest.

Ghost finished inside him, feeling how tight he clenched around his cock. He thrust in a few more times before sliding out. Silently, he dressed Soap and fixed his belt.

Soap rubbed his face to get rid of the tears. His legs were shaky.

Ghost looked at him for a moment. No outward marks. He didn't bite at his throat like he wanted to. But the limp he had was obvious.

"Johnny..."

"Simon..."

"Sorry. Was I too rough with ya?"

"No! No. i enjoyed it. A lot."

Ghost grinned under his mask and grabbed a pen. On Soap's wrist, he wrote his number. "I know where you live. You feeling lonely, send me a text." He squeezed Soap's ass and sent him on his way.

The horrified looks everyone else gave him clued him in to what they thought happened. It was for the best. If they thought he tortured Soap, they'd at least let it go.

Price stared at him, looking just a little confused.

"Let him off with a warning."

"I see..."

#cod #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #simon ghost riley #johnny soap mactavish #call of duty modern warfare ii #cod mw2 #ghostsoap #soapghost #ghoap

[thatoneweirdo6]

Intercrural 

Diavolo x Male!Reader

TAGS: Male Main Character (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Intercrural Sex, Thighs, Frottage - kind of, Submissive Top Diavolo (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Mentioned Barbatos (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), thigh fucking, Explicit Sexual Content

Not proofread

-18+ content under the cut-

Diavolo was the fiercest demon in the whole of the Devildom, he wouldn't be the prince otherwise. As the only present royal of the kingdom, all responsibilities of ruling it fell to him, but he wasn't alone in his duties. His future steward Barbatos was always there to lend a hand and speaking of hands, he had his right-hand man Lucifer, working hard at his side.

Diavolo, due to growing up as a royal, was deprived of many aspects of childhood that the common people experienced. He yearned for that easy freedom, outside the palace walls. The restrictiveness of royal life was suffocating, but that's where the exchange student came in. Diavolo's newest obsession.

The exchange program had been to improve relations between the three realms, but it had also been to satiate his obsession with humans. It accomplished... the opposite, with his obsession focusing on the human that now roamed the Devildom. This very peculiar mortal that tamed the seven lords of hell and captured the heart of the future king of hell, himself.

The day had started off normally enough, considering you lived in quite a rambunctious house, even early in the mornings. you had gone to school, chatted with your classmates and passing schoolmates, and then you'd gone home. Home to the House Of Lamentation, not the castle much to Diavolo's chagrin. It was later in the evening that you'd been abruptly invited to the castle. The sudden message disrupted your time spent with the brothers, but you weren't upset. The same couldn't be said for the brothers whose time with their object of affection was being cut short.

"Ya could go the castle tomorrow!" Cried Mammon, clearly upset, "It's late, ain't no reason ya should go out there at this hour!"

Levi nodded, face crestfallen at hearing that you were going to leave them to go to the castle. "You should stay here, whatever it is, isn't important enough to risk your safety by going out right now."

"Yeah! If it's so important then Lucifer can take care of it! No need for you to go!" Mammon whined, clinging to your waist from where you sat on the couch in the living room.

Beezlebub had a sad little frown on his face, and crumbs littered his rosy lips making them look all the more endearing. He didn't want you to go either, but he wouldn't stop you if you wanted to spend time in the castle. They got to see you every day after all.

"You guys get to see me every day. It's only fair to spend time with the others as well." you deadpanned, pealing off Mammon's hands, "We can hang out tomorrow, there are no classes."

Beel brightened up at the prospect of spending the weekend together. Levi grumbled but remained quiet, and Mammon huffed, clearly still upset but settled at the offer. You took a look at your boys and shook your head, an exasperated but fond smile spreading on your lips. With a final hug to the pouting demons, You got up and left for your room to change. You sent Lucifer a quick message that you were headed off to the castle on your way out of the house. The walk to the royal castle was uneventful, but you enjoyed the quiet, a rare occurrence. The moon shone high in the sky, and the whole of the Devildom shone dimly in its embrace.

You walked into the castle as though you lived there, with an easy familiarity that had Diavolo's heart clenching in yearning. The prince stood at the top of the staircase, quickly making his way down to greet his honored guest, having already received their message of acceptance.

"Dia, how are you?" you smiled, letting the prince pull you into his embrace.

"I'm quite alright, and- Erm.." Diavolo hesitated, "I apologize for the abrupt invitation. I half-expected you to decline."

you smiled teasingly, mirth visible in your features, "And why's that?"

You knew exactly why.

Diavolo buried his face in the crook of your neck to hide the rosy hue that dusted his cheeks, "I still have a bit of work left to do, but I was bored and... I wanted to see you."

"I can join you in your office, I don't mind," you offered, pulling away from his warmth to look him in the eyes, quite bold for a human.

Diavolo smiled and nodded, placing one of his large hands against your lower back as you both walked.

---

"When you said you would wait for me in my office, this wasn't what I had imagined," Diavolo admitted, his grip on his fountain pen harsher than necessary.

You smiled from where you were seated on the prince's lap. Your skimpy little shorts covered almost nothing, and your plush ass was pressed firmly against the prince's groin.

"Think of it as an extra incentive to get your work done," you teased, "I'm all yours to do with as you please once you're done."

Diavolo squirmed, his throbbing cock pressed against your voluptuous rear. You smirked, fully aware of the prince's pent-up need and using it to your full advantage. Diavolo felt more distracted than he'd like to admit, desperate to free his weeping cock from its tight confines and bury himself in your warmth. A wicked idea crossed Your mind, and you reached over to grab one of the cookies on the plate Barbatos had left you two with, an elegant tea set situated next to the plate. You popped the sweet into your mouth and took a sip of your tea, a fragrant blend that soothed the tastebuds. Putting your idea into action, You turned slightly to unzip the prince's pants, his red coat having been unbuttoned a while ago. The redhead jolted, his cheeks matching the color of his fiery hair.

"M-MC, what-" He began, cutting himself off halfway with a gasp. your hand grabbed Diavolo's impressive length, one hand being insufficient to wrap around the whole thing. You sat back down, the hot throbbing cock placed in between your thighs.

"Don't get distracted Dia, you still have a handful of documents to look over," You drawled, your tone was as though you were discussing the weather and nothing was amiss.

Diavolo's cock twitched at the sudden arousal that filled him at his beloved's bold actions. The redhead did his best to focus on his paperwork, such a valiant effort. You ignored him in favor of teasing his cock, leaning down to spit onto the leaking tip. your hands wrapped around the fat pudgy head, spreading it's fluids all around the large length, using the new slickness to coat your thighs in preparation. Diavolo threw his head back with a groan and you chuckled, tightening your thighs around the prince's cock and lifting them up to let them drop back down.

"Dia~, you're getting distracted. At this pace, you'll never finish," You smiled, setting a brutally slow pace with your thighs.

Diavolo's hips hitched forward, and desperation mounted in him. A desperate wish to use the pocket you made between your thighs. Your plush thighs encased his fat cock, the slick friction almost had Diavolo in tears. This was cruel and Diavolo adored it. How could he focus on his paperwork when you fucked his cock with your thighs so sweetly? Your hands coming down to tease the blunt weeping head. All pretense of finishing his work was abandoned, and Diavolo leaned down to press his forehead against your shoulder, panting and moaning against your upper back. His large hands came to grip MC's hips to steady them as he began to thrust forward in earnest. You ignored your own throbbing length in favor of servicing your royal lover, your grip tight on the prince's cock, moving both of you in tandem with his thrusts. Diavolo pressed little kisses on your clothed shoulder, his grip tightening on your hips as his climax neared. His thrusts were erratic, frenzied in his need to cum.

The demon prince bit down on his beloved's clothed shoulder as he came. Hot seed spurted from his cock, covering your hands and coating your thighs. You brought your hands up to your face, licking off the excess cum off your hands, the sheer amount was obscene, and Diavolo groaned watching you. The prince's cock was still hard despite having just climaxed.

You looked down at Diavolo's desk with a frown, and shook your head,

"Dia, you still have work to do."

Hope you all enjoyed! :3

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[soireegurl]

Sick kidnapped reader (fever, cough, throwing up etc) with ni-ki?

"Tsk tsk tsk... Look how pathetic you are baby... If you would have just accepted my confession... Maybe it wouldn't have ended up like this..."

Ni-ki said while slowly caressing your cheeks.

You are having a bad fever but Ni-ki is not going easy on you.

*Cough cough cough*

You felt so weak that you couldn't even reply to Ni-ki.

"Aww... Baby is sick... I feel bad..."

Ni-ki said with a pityful tone.

You are currently in Ni-ki's house. Not that you chose to stay here, but you were forced to.

It all started from you rejecting Ni-ki's confession.

You are just a normal student in school, but just a little different as you are born with asthma and lung problems...

You are naturally weaker than a lot of people to the point where you can even climb up a flight of stairs without stopping midway.

On the other side, Ni-ki is well known for his good athletic skills and good physics. And not to mention he is hella rich. While your family's financial condition is below average. Both of you are the opposite.

No one ever thought that you guys can get along or even meet each other. As you would only stay in class, and Ni-ki is everywhere but in class.

However this might be what they say "opposite attracts". Ni-ki apparently had a crush on you.

But of course, you didn't know and doesn't care. You just want to finish your study and earn some money so you can treat your illness.

Ni-ki's tiny crush slowly became obsession. He don't even know what was making him feel that way as he had never talked to you or interacted with you in any way.

And one day he decided to confess to you, thinking that you would accept him.

But things doesn't go the way he wants.

You rejected him... In the nicest way possible.

"I'm sorry Ni-ki, but I'm not ready for a relationship... And my health condition isn't at it top most condition.. I'm afraid I wouldn't be a funny partner... I'm so sorry, but you deserve better."

You said nicely but still sounded weak.

"No it's okay... I have money and can pay for your medical fees. "

Ni-ki said anxiously... Hoping that you would change your mind upon hearing his words.

But no...

"Sorry Ni-ki... that's very nice of you... But I can't just accept free things like this... Thank you but I'm afraid I still can't accept your confession."

You said and bowed to him before leaving.

And the next day, you found yourself in his room being tied up.

[Back to reality]

"Ni-ki... Why... "

You said weakly.

"Like I sadi Y/n... You should have accepted my confession.."

"But... I don't like you..."

You said straight forwardly... You tried to reject him in the nicest way but seems like he doesn't understand... So you'll just do it the hard way...

" I don't care... You have to be with me... Even if you don't want to..."

Ni-ki's tone was colder than before.

"But... Isn't relationship both ways? You can't force me..."

You tried to reason.

"Oh I can baby... Ss... If I remember correctly, you have a younger brother... Right?"

Ni-ki smirked seeyung your shocked expression.

"If you don't want to see his head tomorrow infront of you... Then maybe accepting me us a better option."

Ni-ki said in a cold tone while his expression was creeping you out.

You threw up upon the thought of your brother's head chopped off and also because your fever was becoming worse.

"See there baby... I can force you..."

#enhypen #enhypen scenarios #enhypen story #enhypen fic #enhypen yandere #soireegurl #yandere #enhypen niki #niki enhypen #niki x reader #niki #enhypen nishimura riki #nishimura riki

[noria-sweetie]

Okay hear me out on this, Wally with a romantic partner who is colour blind. Like they could see colour when they were younger so they know what colours are but once they grew older everything faded into greys, whites, and blacks.

Bonus points if the only colours they see are on/around (like the things CLOSE to Wally are dull while Wally, himself, is his usual vibrant colours but everything not close to him is grayscale if that makes sense) him and they (the reader) say something cheesy like 'you bring colour into my life' or 'you brighten my gray world' and call him their favourite colour

Wally x Reader Oneshot You Shine Like No Other

OH, MY STARS!!! I LOVE THIS IDEA!!! I already love colors and to see it being used in a request is honestly so thrilling!!! This is going to be very fun to write. Thank you for the request!!

I also won't be posting for the main story, Wally x Reader - An Unforeseen Friendship tonight or tomorrow, I'll be busy all day, and maybe even the day after that.

GO BACK HOME? | GO TO NEIGHBORHOOD!!

The world was dull, it was so very greyscaled, and everything around you everywhere was the same color, just in different shades. It wasn't always like this, however. When you were a young child, the world was so bright and colorful, you could see all the colors of the rainbow and even beyond that. It was something that you took for granted.

When you turned 12, you noticed that the colors you saw every day, seemed dimmer, duller even, but you thought nothing of it. Blaming it on pollution. Shaking your head at humanity, you went on your way, but the older you got, the worst it became. At the age of 16, you finally told your parents, letting them know that something was wrong with your eyes. They agreed to take you to see the eye doctor, only to find out that your cone cells have gone weak, and that it was more common than what people thought it is.

You still felt singled out, for nobody in your school or even in your city that you knew of even had this issue. The doctors said that the ability to see color could return or just continue to fade until you either went blind or just went pure colored blind to a new level. Luckily, it was just colored blind to a new level, but it was still almost like being blind. You couldn't tell which color was which anymore by the time you turned 18, the world was purely grey, black, and white.

You slowly began forgetting which color was which, you slowly forgot what they even looked like. You forgot that colors came in shades, you forgot that the clouds really were white. You forgot you didn't want to, but you were. What's so killing and so ironic about it, was that you wanted to be an artist. But with this condition, you wouldn't be able to do that now. You could do other things, like bake, cook, build, and teach. But You didn't want to do any of those things, but reality set in, that this was your new world.

At the age of 25, you finally moved out, finding a cheap little home in a place strangely called Home. The drive was long, but it was worth it. You got out of your car, looking at the tiny yet cozy neighborhood. It didn't take you long to unpack and set your home up. It also didn't take long for the friendly residents to flock around you, eager to introduce themselves. You talked with them all, happy to be in such a lovely little community. They were all grey, all different shades of grey, black, and white. But something caught your attention.

Green, blue, orange, purple, yellow, red, pink. You could see those colors, but they were very faint. You blinked, thinking your mind was playing tricks on you, but... it was there. You wanted to cry... was your vision coming back to normal? No, if it was, wouldn't everything look like that? It's just hovering in one spot. Your eyes followed the rays of color, and there you saw him. In the back of the crowd, standing far yet close, he was in the gap between Julie and Eddie.

Around him, all the colors were faded, but he himself was so bright, he was so vibrant. You wanted to get closer to him. So you did, you walked through the crowd, your eyes trained on the colorful young man. Everyone watched as you approached Wally. "Hi... I'm (Y/N)." You introduced yourself to the ray of light. He smiled at you. "Nice to meet you, (Y/N), I'm Wally." He said, holding his hand out for you to shake. And you did.

After that, you clung to Wally like a moth to a light. You were always around him, you were addicted to him, and he quickly became like a drug you never wanted to give up. You always wanted to be around him, and Wally always invited you to do so. He enjoyed your company, and he liked that you treated him like he was your lifeline. He felt important. Your friendship with Wally lasted for a good few years before he decided to pop the big question. "(Y/N)?" He asked one day.

Even Wally's home was unique, it was sentient, and he could communicate and speak, but only in sounds, which was cute but also a challenge. But you learned what the different pitches in the door slams and creaks began to represent. The louder, the happier he was, the quieter the sadder, or more concerned he was, and the more aggressive and fluctuated the angrier he was.

You were both in Wally's home, sitting at his table eating breakfast. You looked up from your meal. "Yeah, Wally? You responded. He was looking out the window, lost in a trance. "Do you wanna be my lover?" He asked you as he looked at you. You gapped at him like a fish, before you eagerly said. "YES PLEASE!!- I mean.... I would love to, Wally." You said, slightly embarrassed. He chuckled at you. "Ha, ha, ha... That's good... I'm glad." He said, truly grateful.

Your relationship was brought to the whole neighborhood's attention, and they all celebrated your newfound love. You loved this neighborhood. It didn't take long for Wally to have you move into his home. With the boy's help, all of your things were moved into Wally's home. Your relationship blossomed, and the color around Wally brightened as well, blossoming around him. You began calling him 'Rainbow'. He was the color in your dull world.

Sometimes you'd tell him sweet things, such as: "You bring color into this dull world" or "You bring a new meaning to the word 'rainbow', rainbow." He'd always smile at your sweet words, they always made him so happy. You loved being around Wally, he was the bright tunnel in your greyscaled world, and you couldn't have asked for a better blessing.

GO BACK HOME? | GO TO NEIGHBORHOOD!!

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[mvskedxrtist]

Dirty Little Player

Wᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: PwP, Mommy Kink, Praising, Degration, Hypersensitivity, Slight Humiliation, Thigh Riding, Slight Caught in the Act

Nᴏᴛᴇ: This was the other fandom I had a few ideas for so you might as well get them now! Sorry there hasn't been any smut in a while, I've been really busy with school and the first quarter is ending this week so I'm trying to get stuff in before I can get to writing.

AFAB!Reader x Leviathan - Dirty Little Player

It was a normal day in the House of Lamentation, Leviathan staying in his room to play a new game he got, Satan reading in his bedroom, Beelzebub eating another large snack in the kitchen while Belphegor was sleeping on the couch with his pillow. Lucifer was out at Diavolo's castle, Mammon was also out gambling, and Asmodeus and you were in his room, gossiping a bit.

"You know, we should go shopping soon. All of us." You had suggested to Asmo as he laughed a bit and sighed. "Yeah, that might never happen, I've tried and even when you're here, they won't go. Well not as much I guess. But still, honey we might as well just shop together tomorrow since we both know, anyone else might not. Maybe Mammon or Satan but that's all I can think of." Asmo muttered and shrugged his shoulders while doing his makeup.

You nodded your head a bit and sighed before getting up from the bed. "I'll cya later, Asmo. I got some homework to finish." You waved bye as you left the room, hearing the beauty guru bid you bye.

You were walking towards your room when you heard the slight whines coming from Levi's room, a bit worried that he had hurt himself somehow, you walked towards his room and opened the door to see the Otaku rutting against his pillow. He had snapped out of his horny mind when he heard the door creak, shrieking softly and covering himself as he started right at you.

Oh the demon was embarrassed for sure, his huge crush just saw him rutting like a dirty little dog! "U-uhmm, Hey player two..." He said softly and looked away from you embarrassed, knowing that he just ruined his own chances to get with you. "So.. Who were you rutting off to, Levi?" You just asked all of a sudden, not realizing how embarrassing it would be to answer the question.

You had closed the door by now as you sat on his chair and looked at him. You really just wanted an answer. "Uhm.. Y-you.." He mumbled softly but you were able to catch his words. Now at first, you were embarrassed by that, but then that turned to a dirty smirk. "Oh really.. Well then, continue. Just ignore me." You wanted to tease him a bit, just to see how long he'll go before begging.

Leviathan looked embarrassed from your words but sighed and tried to get himself off on the pillow, feeling your eyes on his back. He couldn't deal with it anymore and shook her head, getting on his knees in front of you. "I-I can't!!" He told you, his face flushed from embarrassed and his neediness. "My, are you a dirty little player huh?... Get on my thigh then." You instructed him and the gamer had agreed quickly, sitting on top of your bare thigh since you were wearing shorts at the moment.

"I'll help you with this~ just be quiet unless you want your brothers to hear all of this~ the door's closed but any loud sound could attract them over~ and you wouldn't want that now would you?" You were torturing the Otaku at that point because of your teasing, he felt embarrassed that this was happening and that he could get off but that just made him harder. The purple haired male had started grinding against your thigh slowly, soft moans coming from him while your hands were holding his hips so he stayed up.

Minutes had passed while he was rutting on your thigh, you were pressing soft kisses all over his neck and near his chest that he felt flustered by. You both knew soon that he would have to release, so you decides to help him out on that sooner. You grabbed his hips and made him bounced up and down your thigh softly like he was riding it. The male was moaning a bit louder while holding onto your shoulders, loving the feel of your touch near him. "H-hah~ Mommy I'm gonna...~" Levi had kept whimpering in your ear, wanting his sweet release. He just couldn't hold it in anymore.

The next minute, the male was cumming on your thigh and your shorts, moaning while throwing his head back slightly, he felt jittery a bit but knew he was more sensitive. You kissing his lips passionately while he whimpered in it was proof enough. "H-hah... T-thanks Mommy~" He chuckled softly and laid his head on your chest, trying to catch his breath. You were watching him carefully and smirked a bit, kissing his forehead. "Levi, you are very lucky I like you. You dirty little player."

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