#because he really had such a great personality (and sadly also a girlfriend already as i found out 😢)

[carlsdarling]

pregnancy fics are sooo cute!! what about carl x pregnant reader (can be his or someone else’s) where she’s starting to visibly show and carl finds it soo hot

New beginning

Y/N is pregnant and her boyfriend is not thrilled when she starts to visibly show. But Carl finds it just sooo hot... Bit of a plot, then sex. Everyone is 18 or over.

WARNINGS: smut, nsfw, pregnancy sex, unprotected sex

You were out on the veranda crying. Jared, the guy you came to Alexandria with who also made you pregnant, had just told you how off-putting he thought it was that you were really starting to show your pregnancy. You were now in the sixth month and could no longer hide the fact that your belly was growing. As if you hadn't suffered from the effects of pregnancy yourself: Your jeans would no longer fit and you had to resort to dresses, your breasts were twice as big as they had been a few weeks ago; they ached and strained, your ankles were always swelling and you felt nauseous every day.

Jared enjoyed the big breasts, but not the big belly. It was as if you had made that baby on your own! He even told you to reduce your food intake so as not to gain more weight. At first you thought he would follow you outside and apologize, but that wasn't the case. You left the veranda to take a walk around Alexandria. After all, should Jared be worried and come searching for you (which he probably wouldn't). You wondered unhappily if Glenn was saying such spiteful things to Maggie, too, or if Rick had ever said them to Lori. But you doubted it. Now that you and the rest of your group were safe, it turned out that Jared was not the person you had thought he was all along. He was now beginning to show his true self. Earlier in the evening, he had shamelessly tried to flirt with Ron's girlfriend Enid, but she had brushed him off.

Sadly, you walked through the streets of the city. There weren't many people around at this time of night, and you were thinking about maybe going to see Enid to talk to her. Maybe you could spend the night there. Because you weren't sure what to do next with you and Jared. Arriving outside Enid's house, you realized that she and Ron were probably already asleep - everything was dark. "Great," you sniffled, and turned discouraged to go back home.

"Hey, Y/N," you heard a voice and were startled. You saw Carl standing on the dark street and then he came towards you.

"Hi, Carl," you said, quickly wiping your tears.

"Are you crying?" he queried, concerned.

"No," you lied.

Carl, however, was not fooled. "What's wrong?" he asked, hugging you gently. "What are you doing out here alone at this hour, in your condition?"

"I... Jared and I had a fight," you said lamely. "I was going to stay over at Enid's, but she's already asleep."

Carl looked at you thoughtfully. "Do you want to come to our house?" he then offered. "We have a guest room." You pondered for a moment, then agreed and followed him to the house where he lived with Rick, Michonne and Judith. "What were you guys fighting about?" he asked kindly.

Tears welled up in your eyes again. "Jared doesn't find me attractive anymore," you sobbed. "We haven't had sex in weeks. He...he doesn't like the big belly. He said it's gross." Ashamed, you looked to the side. Carl would surely feel the same way about this as Jared did.

Instead, he gently took hold of your hand, stopped, and looked at you. "Then he's an idiot who doesn't deserve you," he said firmly. "You're beautiful." His eyes desirously grazed your swollen breasts and bulging belly beneath your red summer dress. You looked Carl in his one eye. The scar was hidden, as always, behind the bandage, which you didn't think he needed at all; you had seen his wound once, briefly, and didn't think it disfigured him or that he should be ashamed of it. Carl had such a cute face.

"You really mean that?" you asked, trepidatiously.

"Yes," he confirmed softly, gently stroking your belly. Standing in front of his door, you kissed tenderly, and immediately you felt arousal building up inside you - it had just been too long since you had last engaged in sex.

With a heavy gasp, you disentangled yourself from him. "Carl, this..."

"Don't you want it?"

You sighed. "Yes, I do." Screw Jared. He hadn't been so mean to you for nothing. And if he didn't want you anymore - there were other guys who did. You snuggled up to Carl and kissed him again. You went up the stairs, and he pushed you into his room and closed the door. Breathing heavily, you sank onto his bed, kissing and caressing each other.

"May I see your belly?" he whispered. Blushing, you slipped off your dress. Carl looked adoringly at your body, and you could see how aroused he already was. "This is getting me so horny," he said, caressing your belly and the protruding navel, then kissing it until he slid his tongue lower and began eating you out. You arched your back moaning his name and buried your hand in his hair as he kept teasing your clit with his tongue, circling it and caressing your belly. He let go of you before you cum, laying down next to you and kissing you. "I wish I had breed you myself", he pouted. „It’s so hot.“

You felt his erection rubbing against your hip quite hard. "Get undressed too, Carl," you whispered, your voice husky with desire. He obeyed, and the sight of his fully erect cock only increased your arousal.

"Are we sleeping with each other?" he asked - unsure if you actually wanted to.

"Yes please," you murmured in his ear. You turned on your side so you were lying with your back to him, so your belly wasn't in the way. He moved closer to you, sighing softly as he kissed your neck and gently penetrated you from behind, eliciting a moan from you. He felt so good, and clearly he was completely hot for you. "Oh, Carl," you sighed as he slowly began to thrust into you, alternately petting your breasts and belly.

"You are so wet and tight," he moaned, pressing himself against you and increasing the frequency of his thrusts. Again and again he hit your most sensitive spot, it nearly blew your mind.

"Carl, I'm cumming," you said, clutching at the sheets and biting the pillow as the orgasm literally overwhelmed you. You felt Carl shoot his load into you, some of it landed onto your buttocks, the hot liquid seeping into the sheets. He moaned so loudly that someone had certainly heard you.

Afterwards, he played with your hair and looked at you lovingly. "If you don't want to, you don't have to go back to Jared," he suggested. "You can stay with us, too. With me. I don't mind that the baby isn't mine. I'll make you another one. Preferably right now," he joked, and you realized he was ready for you again. "I like you," Carl confessed. "I've just never had the guts to ask you out because you're in a relationship."

"Not anymore," you said firmly and smiled happily. "I'd love to stay here with you, Carl.“

He grinned. "Then it's definite."

#the walking dead #twd #carl grimes fanfiction #carl grimes x reader #carl grimes x y/n #carl grimes smut #carl fanfiction #carl grimes #carl grimes imagines

[mitchywitchythings]

NASCARRacer! DriftDriver! DragRacer! Reader X Todoroki Shoto

Summary: A great date night went south when a high speed villain chase occured, being the only person who knows how to drive, you drove your boyfriend to go and stop the villains. But little does your boyfriend know that you’re a NASCAR, drift, and drag racer, but also a broke ass college student. How will he react to that, once he finally finds out about your dirty little secret?

Warnings: Lots Of Aggressive Driving, Shoto Being A Complete Sugar Daddy, Violence, Reader’s A Badass, Implied Smut, Implied NSFW

Pairing: Todoroki Shoto X Fem! Reader

Word count: 5,049 words

The reason you guys even met is because your best friend was running a support gear agency. The best one in all of Japan in fact!

Who knew that when she asked you for a favor to drop off a package at her agency, you’d run into the famous 3rd year student at U.A. High, Todoroki Shoto!

What started out as a small autograph, turned into a conversation, which led him to asking for your number!

Dude was incredibly nervous about asking for your number, Kaminari had given him a long ass orientation on how to ask for a cute girl’s number~

It was so adorable how he attempted to flirt with you, nervous stutters, red face, and all!

God! He was going to kill Kaminari after this!!

In the end, you still gave him your number, it made him super happy. Felt like he was going to burst!

You were just so pretty, cute, and God forbid he uses this phrase out loud, so fucking HOT!!!!🥵

Like legit, if he would say that phrase out loud you’d probably die or melt on the spot(Not cuz he accidentally activated his quirk from how flustered he was)

But because of how sexy he said that, like seriously it should be illegal, this mf could kill you with looks alone. Please forbid his sexy ass voice from ever speaking!!

Just kidding, in all seriousness he’d probably also die from the embarrassment from saying those. He gon dig up a large hole and hide in it forever- lmaooo

Poor baby boi~ He only wanted to have your affection (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞

Okay moving on from that, took him a solid 3 weeks of constant chatting and video chat with you, and running into you in a coffee shop while you were both running errands.

For him to ask you out on a date

He asked tips and advice from all of the girls in his class, and also some boys. Like Midoriya, Iida, Bakugo(Angry Boi threw some peppermint candy canes at him and yelled eat this and just show up), and Hell, even Kaminari.

He only asked Kaminari since he did managed to get your number with his orientation

Ok, so based on all of the research he did on the internet on how to plan a perfect date. (He was really trying his best since this was his first ever date!)

He should take you out to this fancy high end restaurant!

He used his dad’s connections to get him a last minute reservation since the place was already booked months before oof-

He bought you a dress with the help of his sister the night before the date, telling to wear it for your event

The moment you looked at the dress you knew it was expensive as FUCK!

Like shit! Bitch this was designer!! Something you couldn’t afford sadly QwQ

You practically begged him to take it back, he absolutely refused to though, saying that you’ll look beautiful in it

The price tag for the dress was alright, he just wished that it was a bit more expensive(The dress was seriously expensive enough as it was) because he was paying for it with his daddy’s black credit card!!!🤭

Okay, to the date. It went really well!!! Everything was absolutely perfect and the food was delicious since the restaurant had 5 Michelin Stars-

He even asked you to be his girlfriend to which of course you agreed to in less than a heartbeat, duh🙄

I mean how could you resist that handsome, cute, and sexy face of his-

The answer is no one can!!

Well the night was about to come to an end when he was going to hail a taxi to get you both home, which you refused. Saying you could drive the both of you home in your own car.

He already paid for the dress and meal it was the least you could do😭

He finally agreed after some time, asking about how you already had a car when you were still a broke ass student in the same year as him, lol he didn’t word it out like that but you get the picture

P.S. He doesn’t know how to drive, he always had a chauffeur do it for him, damn is he rich qwq, I wish all…

Before you had the chance to explain a lie about how it wasn’t actually your car but your brothers to hide the fact that you were a NASCAR driver, drift driver, and drag racer.

Suddenly a villain attack happened, a high speed car chase which only passed by the two of you before the heroes and police that chased after the villains, their cars suddenly swiveled and crashed:

“Shit, look I’m really sorry. I need to go help out in the situation.” He let go of your hand and was about to dash off

“Wait! How are you going to catch up with a villain like that?! Come on, we can use my car, I’ll drive you!” He didn’t have time to complain before I grabbed his hand and pulled him.

Running over to the latest model of Toyota’s GR86, in your favorite color, Shoto notices. He was quite stunned, you mentioned the fact that you were having some trouble financially since you were still in college, but he didn’t expect you to have a sports car in your possession.

He wondered silently whether or not this was actually your car or a friend of yours. In his own opinion he was really trying to offend you or judge you, but how could he not at least wonder whether or not that car was actually yours.

As he recalls, you explicitly said you were broke and couldn’t afford to pay half for this dinner date at the super fancy restaurant or for the dress, he of course paid on both of your behalf, but still he was never intending for you to pay for anything.

As he believes it is only customary that he pays because he’s such a gentleman. Mama Rei and Fuyumi-chan taught him well. Going back, he was shocked as you quickly pulled out your keys and opened the car.

Taking the driver's seat, while he took the passenger. Shoto made a mental reminder to get himself a drivers license if he wants to be the kind of man you can rely on to drive you around once you get married. And yes, Shoto was already so sure of his future with you that he was dead set on marrying only you and no one else.

As he entered the car, he noticed how clean it was and how the nice smell of the new car was. The seatbelts were different as well, it wasn’t just your regular one. It was a 4 point seat belt safety harness in fact. It was also a 2 seater just so you know it’s really a sports car.

He wiggled a bit on the extremely comfortable leather seats, trying to get more comfortable. Strapping the seat belt on him also in the process. Staring at your car in shock still, he didn’t notice you put a helmet on top of head until it was already there.

“I forgot to bring my hero suit with me, I usually bring it.” He commented, adjusting the strap on the helmet

“Just kick some ass for me, will you? You don’t mind me driving a bit fast, we’ll catch up with those villains in no time. I promise.” You said sweetly, a helmet already present on your head, while your hands were on the steering wheel, “Oh, and Shoto, don’t take off your helmet or seatbelt, trust me on that.”

Before he could reply anything, you turned the key in the car, making the engine rev up to life. While it was music to your ears, it made Shoto’s a bit uncomfortable. He never did like loud things didn’t he, he was more of the quiet and peaceful guy.

“Hold onto something!” You yelled before stepping on the accelerator

You Immediately drove out from your parking space. You switched from 1st gear to 2nd, and began to overtake any cars that were in your way. Shoto began clutching onto the grab handles for dear life. He had definitely not expected that his little sweet girlfriend was able to drive this hardcore. Shifting from 3rd gear now to 4th gear, Shoto’s eyes closed in fear for a second.

“Shoto, turn on the radio in the back, so we know where they're headed!” He did just that with extreme difficulty since he refused to take off his seatbelt.

You both listened to the radio intently, “Watch out! You might hit someone!” He yelled, eyes immediately widened as people began running from the streets.

“Relax! I never mentioned this on our date, but I’m a racer! I do Nascar, drag, and drift racing! I’m practically a professional!” You countered, “I’m going to take a short cut, I know where they’re heading!”

You quickly pulled on the emergency break and did a donut drift, heading into a small alleyway, which would cut into an uncrowded street, although it was one way. Exiting the narrow alleyway, by this time you were already in 5th gear. Reaching already about 120 km/h, Shoto was now definitely a bit more terrified than usual with his high speed chases.

The drivers were going fast of course like how you were, but you were going faster, and driving you on a one way highway. And you were young as fuck, a year younger than Shoto in fact. He didn’t think you’d have this much experience, but based on the fact at how you easily dodged the other moving vehicles and all other obstacles.

He knew you were the real deal, “Why didn’t you mention that?! Seems important don’t you think?!” He had to yell over all of the noise the car was making.

“You don’t seem to like girls with loud personalities! Figured you like me better and stuff. Doesn’t seem like a turn on, don’t you think?! Besides, I was gonna tell you when I’d invite you to one of my races!” You yelled back

“Of course, I’d still like you! I love you for you! No matter what you do for a hobby!” You began beeping at the people in the way.

“I love you too! And it’s more of a side career, baby!” He blushed at the nickname.

It was like seeing a whole new side of you just popping up. He still recognized you, but there was this fire in your eyes that couldn’t be extinguished when you grabbed the steering wheel. Spinning it around to the left and right, it was like he was stuck in a hypnotic trance that was hard to get out of.

You looked absolutely stunning in the beautiful formal dress you were wearing, completely accentuating all of your pretty and thick curves. Despite the helmet covering your gorgeous hair, the contrast only made you look even hotter than before.

The make up you had on, did perfectly well to bring out your looks. Gosh did you look pretty, Shoto only realizing it now when you were being all badass and all. It turned him on a bit, to tell you the truth. He just couldn’t help it or more like help himself in drinking up your looks and body with his eyes. Oops-

Forget that, you read nothing! Moving on, you began stepping on the pedal to the metal. Driving up to speeds of 160 km/h, you switched to 6th gear again. Things were tethering on dangerous waters, but you couldn’t slow down now unless you were going to drift or find the villains in question.

By now, based on the radio, the villains had already shaken off all of the pro heroes and police off their tail. All except for you, Shoto, and the helicopter flying above the villain's car.

Finally, exciting the one way highway, you spotted the villain's car. They were staring at Shoto intently from the rearview mirror, not liking that. You began to speed up, quickly chasing them with them easily. Eventually, when you caught up with them, Shoto prepared to use his ice, in order to freeze their car.

But it seemed like an unwise decision considering how it could cost an accident with other cars. And how you could also crash into the ice or the back of the frozen car with the speed you guys were going at.

“Can you slow down, so I can freeze them?!” He bumped into the side of the car roughly as you suddenly had to swerve in order to dodge a large debri the villains threw at you with the use of their quirk.

“We slow down, we lose them! What do you want to do then?!“ Ready to follow any of his orders obediently.

“You said you were a drift racer right?!”

“Hell yeah, I am!”

“Then get in front of their car, I wanna be facing them!”

“Gladly!”

You pressed on the play button on the stereo in front of you, music began to play. It was Tokyo Drift, a perfect song for a high speed chase. You felt like you were in the movie Fast and Furious! Speeding up even more, you overtook the villain's car, still staying in your lane though.

Then pulling on the emergency break like before, you immediately turned the wheel quickly to the left. The spinning of the car followed, making Shoto real dizzy for a hot second. Smoke began coming out from the back of your car.

That was natural though, Shoto thought. Holding onto the handle of the car with 2 hands even tighter than before making his entire hands began to turn white. Without realizing it, he activated both of his quirks, accidentally melting and freezing the handle at the same time.

His heart was beating so fast that it was like in time with the rhythm of the song. That was an exaggeration of course, but still his heart felt like it would jump out from his rib cage at any moment now.

The screeching noises the car made, made Shoto cringe internally while the corner of your mouth piped up, clearly satisfied with it. Your car was now in front of the villain’s car, completely facing it. You pressed the red release button in your seatbelt.

“Keep your seatbelt on!” Shoto yelled as his eyes widened at your actions

You didn’t reply, instead ignoring it completely as you turned your body around to look from over your comfortable expensive looking ass leather seats. Driving without looking back at the front, making sure you wouldn’t hit anything from the back. You trusted and depended on the fact that Shoto would look after you from the front.

“Just stop the villain!”

“You're my first priority!” He retorted back

Grabbing you, pulling you back to your seat. He forced you to wear your seatbelt and keep driving without looking back.

“Sho-“ You screeched before being cut off by the villains who bumped into your car, “Baby! I need you to pull out my back view camera!”

He did just that, with great difficulty might I add. Because the villains in front of you were trying to hit you, with intentions of making you guys crash. But having been in this situation many times before. You wouldn’t say that you couldn’t handle it.

When he pulled it up, you began to concentrate on that only. Completely tuning out everything, leaving it to Shoto to stop the villains. Whilst you desperately try to dodge all moving cars that appeared, let’s just say that a lot of people were pissed at both you and the villains.

As Shoto was about to tell you to get out of the way so he could freeze the car entirely. The villains made a hard left turn, making him curse under his breath in frustration. You couldn’t help but pout at him, he looked so mad, sad, and frustrated. You definitely didn’t like that one bit.

So you pressed the medal to the metal again, and began to chase after the villain. Even the helicopter that was following you from before managed to lose sight of both you and the villain.

Forcing them to wander around aimlessly, before Shoto called up his dad’s agency to inform them about the situation and call in backup. Now there were more heroes and sidekicks in cars going after the villain. You asked Shoto if you guys could now go home since the situation was being handled.

He of course said no, saying the lines that just because the situation was being handled doesn’t mean they should still stop chasing after the villains and what if the villains escapes and such. He just wanted to be a hero and do his job right, you thought.

Your heart completely warmed up and melted at his passion for his soon to be career that was within his reach. Only a little more way to go before he becomes a fully fledged hero. You were so proud of him, admiring him greatly for his heroic heart and actions.

Maybe that’s why you fell so in love with him so quickly. Well whatever it was, you were just so glad to have met your favorite hero in training! All the cameras, interviews, and fight scenes didn’t do him any justice to show how kind and truly beautiful he was, inside and out.

“Shit!” He yelled, cursing as the villains suddenly came out from a narrow alleyway.

Nearly bumping into you guys, had you not dodged in time. Shoto cursed at himself silently again like he had been doing since this high speed chase had started. He didn’t think anything through, because he was so focused on the villains. He had let you get involved in his hero work.

He willingly let you put yourself in danger. God, what was he thinking to allow you, a civilian who holds deep meaning to him, be in danger?! He was beginning to drown in his horrible and disgusting thoughts.

Before he was snapped back to reality with a harsh bump to the side of his head from the hard right turn you took. Screaming curses at the back at your throat as the villains you had dodge countless times before, finally managed to pin you guys.

It was on your side that the car was pinned to the wall, Shoto was face to face with the villain in the passenger seat. You internally cringed at all the screeching noises that were coming out from the situation. Knowing fully well that your car wouldn’t come out unscathed and you’d have to pay another hefty amount for all the repairs it’ll need.

“Damn, I just had the paint job done and it was expensive!” You comically cried out tears to which made Shoto really fucking guilty.

Internally he also burned a mental reminder into his brain, remembering to pay for all of the damages that happened to your car. It wouldn’t be a big deal as you usually made it sound, like that one time he bought you a really expensive necklace.

Though you loved it, you had still asked him to take it back. His baby only deserves the world in his opinion, although he of course can’t get you the entire world. He could get you the things best next to it. Besides all expenses would be paid using Endeavors credit card so you shouldn’t worry about it.

But going back, besides feeling guilty, he was so feeling really pissed now at the villains, Shoto couldn’t help but indulge himself in freezing their entire car. Yeah it was a bit reckless because the sudden freezing ice that came into contact with the schalding hot engine could explode(Just run with it, I know that’s not how it goes :D)!

But he was so livid, no one treats his girlfriend and future wife like that! She was incredibly sad with the damages her car got, Hell he’ll get her a new car just to see how she smiles!

“Shoto!” Your eyes widened in fear as the villains were stuck in a block of ice, completely frozen over with terrified expressions.

“It’s fine, as long as we act fast they won’t die.” He grumbled underneath his breath.

Pulling out his phone from his pocket, he failed his dad’s number, telling him where exactly they were and that the villain was immobilized. Leaving out the part that he completely froze over, just telling them in a somewhat stiff and monotonous voice to hurry up and up them away.

Because he was taking you home, before all the media and paparazzi could reach the both of you. He really didn’t want you to get involved with the media, he knew that could damage your reputation immensely, despite having helped a lot tonight.

He can’t deny the fact that you had driven so recklessly, and so dangerously. He has his limits too, until how far he can protect you, he was human in that way. But also he didn’t want the media getting a hold of your relationship.

Even if he had told the media that you were a civilian he never met and had only asked for your car, they wouldn’t believe his bullshit. For one, it was quite obvious you had just come out from a date from the similar over the top outfits you guys were wearing.

But not only that, he knew how crazy his fangirls were. He was undeniably popular, and could kill girls with his smile alone as per Mt. Lady, who he knew his girlfriend wasn’t really fond of from all the attempted flirting she does with him.

Of course, he never indulged in her silly antics, nor did he find any interest in it. For one their age gap was huge even if Mt. Lady would never admit it, he knew that she was clearly really older than him despite still being known as a young pro hero.

Steering away from that topic, you guys were now driving home. Or more like you guys were driving back to your dorm, Shoto had never been there before. But he had already been to the college you were enrolled in.

After immense convincing on Shoto’s side, you both agreed that Shoto would stay with you tonight. To protect you, comfort you, etc. and stuff. Good thing you knew your roommate was out partying all night and would return tomorrow afternoon with a major hangover.

Before you guys went to your dorm though, you had to drop by U.A. so that Shoto could get some of his stuff. He called Midoriya and informed him about the situation, leaving out the parts of the night where you were the one driving for him with the high speed chase as he went inside . All that Midoriya knew was that you somehow managed to involve yourself in the situation.

Because of that he was going to spend the night over at your dorm, so he could take care of you and that, that was all there to it. Nothing more and nothing less. Definitely no baby making processes involved. He made sure he emphasized that as he heard Kaminari in the background cheering and rooting for him.

Yelling along the lines he was gonna pop his cherry. He also heard the yells of disapproval from Iida, saying that it wasn’t moral of him to stay at your dorm when you only started dating just tonight(He also let them in that he finally asked you to be his girlfriend and that you agreed quickly, they all cheered at him for that).

He had to ask for their help in sneaking in and out of the dorms undetected. Promising that he’ll explain everything to their homeroom teacher tomorrow when he knows you were safe, sound, and comfortable.

After a lot of convincing and slight begging the whole class agreed to help. Also it wasn’t like their homeroom teacher, Midnight even cared. Actually, they managed to let her in on the whole situation, making sure she wasn’t going to be angry.

Being angry or furious was far from the expression she was making. Instead she was incredibly supportive of the situation, agreeing to let him go protect you for tonight without any punishment whatsoever.

Which made Iida livid, he was actually tempted to go to principal Nezu himself to report Shoto. A fact that you almost cried at and forced Shoto to stay at his dorms instead. Had it not been for Bakugo being the ultimate savior of the day.

Reminding Iida of how it was Shoto who helped him out back in his first year with the hero killer, Stain. Yeah, being the smart ass he is, he managed to discover the secret that Deku and Shoto hid so well.

At least it worked out in the end though, they helped him sneak into the dorms and quickly pack his stuff. Before he left though Kaminari and the boys managed to sneak into Shoto’s pants back pocket a little gift before he left.

I’ll leave it to your imagination what it was, just that the boys were teasing him, saying things like wrap it before you tap it and how consent was always important. Shoto could only chuckle lightly at their comments.

He knew why they were acting that way, it wasn’t everyday that the Todoroki Shoto was staying at a girl’s dorm, not to mention the fact it was his girlfriend’s! You grimaced back at the memory as you drove to your dorm.

Once the car was parked, you groaned and comically cried out tears at what happened to the car. There was evidence all over it of what had happened that night. Shoto promised to you internally that when you woke up, your car would be as good as new, courtesy of Endeavor's black card, of course.

He also knew that endeavor also had a new American Express Platinum Card from all the times he had to go back and forth from Japan to America for all his missions. Shoto would have to try that one out, once he’ll bring you to the states for his planned date next week when both of you are free.

You said you were a racer, right? He knew for a fact that there were lots and lots of racing games there in America. He was hoping he could join you in them, though an extremely dangerous sport.

He saw tonight just how much you loved it, so he wasn’t going to do anything to take that away from you. Instead he’ll help provide the resources and opportunities you need to grow in that field. Need a crew team? He’ll get the best one money can buy.

Practically a sugar daddy to you, you refuse it? Well looks like his baby doesn’t understand him, he wants to do this for you! You don’t need to repay him anything else but with your heart, love, and affection.

You see money as something that can’t be easily thrown away, yet you see your heart as something that’s easily dispensable. How could you not, Shoto was easily one of the most sought out guys in Japan.

It couldn’t make you help but wonder if you and your driving skills were enough to be worthy to stand by his side, of course they were. They were more than enough in fact, Shoto would argue. He’d argue that those sets of skills aren’t easy to achieve.

Plus your beauty and brains that come with it is practically impossible to beat. She didn’t even think his classmate, Yaoyozorou, was even gorgeous compared to you. To him, you were the most prettiest and badass bitch there ever was to live.

And he proves that the moment you guys stepped into your dorms. Hands on each other’s body as what he had promised to himself wouldn’t happened that night, actually happened.

Maybe it was from all the pressure his classmates and friends were putting on him. But no, it wasn’t. He could tell himself it wasn’t. To him, this moment was perfect, nothing could beat the rain and wind that began to pour down and swiss heavily, the cold that came with it.

It made it even more perfect instead as he activated his quirk to make you warmer, bringing you onto the bed, making sure he locked the door behind him. I’m ordered not to be disturbed by anyone else.

In the morning the both of you would not come to regret anything else. Except for the fact you both forgot you had a roommate, the moment she entered the dorm she screamed at the fact that not only did you bring a boy to your guy's dorm.

But that boy was Todoroki Shoto, the high pitched scream she made resembled a squeal of excitement looking back at it now. All you knew that the both of you yelled at her to get out as you pulled on the covers higher to hide the both of your naked bodies.

Making her promise not to tell anyone about what she saw just now, or you’d tattletail her to her parents that she’s been clubbing and drinking for the past year, which she clearly wasn’t supposed and allowed to do.

She agreed of course at the mention of the threat, a large pour present on her face as she closed the door behind her, asking if you guys at least used protection. Making the both of you even more embarrassed and angrier than before which of course she laughed at as you threw a pillow at the door she just exited from.

You both groaned in embarrassment, red blushing cheeks clear as day. As you both grimaced at the situation, glad that at least it was finally over. Smiling to himself, Shoto would internally remember to thank the boys for the little gift they left in his back pocket. For the great night he had wouldn’t have been possible without it.

#bnha shoto todoroki #shoto todoroki x you #shoto todoroki #todoroki shoto #shoto x reader #todoroki x reader #bnha shoto #mha todoroki #shoto todoroki x reader #NASCAR!Racer #DriftDriver! #DragRacer! #Racer #Driver #todoroki shoto x racer!reader #todoroki shouto x racer #todoroki x racer!reader #mitchywitchythings

[righteousness-and-tea]

Honestly, missed opportunity for V3: One of the students among the cast is actually the believed to be dead girlfriend of Ryoma Hoshi but her memories were wiped clean and now Ryoma’s doing everything he can to help her (or him/they, depending on what pronouns they use) remember their past.

You are welcome to do with that prompt what you wish.

Hey anon! This is an interesting premise. I assume you mean one of the already existing characters of the cast for this? If so, I went with Kirumi because how interesting would it be if their fate was changed? Also, it was an interesting dynamic to explore. For the sake of clarity, I had Ryoma recieve his own motive in this story instead of her. Anyway, this was fun to write! I hope you enjoy, and have a great night :)

-Mod Celeste

Remember Me: Ryoma Hoshi x Kirumi Tojo

Spoilers for Danganronpa v3 below!

"Your motive, the person waiting for you back home is... nobody!"

Ryoma Hoshi knew that wasn't true. This motive video simply lied. For days now, he had been agonizing over someone very dear to him: Kirumi Tojo, the Ultimate Maid. She was his sweetheart, the one bright light in the darkness.

She wasn't supposed to be here. During his time in prison, Ryoma was told she died in an accident. It was a cruel, brutal truth that added onto his nihilistic worldview. And yet, here she was, in the flesh. Even stranger though was the fact she seemed to forget all about him!

At first Ryoma figured this must be his punishment. Not only being forced into a killing game, but making his lost love a contestant... without her even realizing it. But that video, just after the sorrowful demise of Kaede, had strengthened his resolve to live. He needed her to remember, even just a little.

...

"This food reminds me of the good old days," said Ryoma. He had always loved Kirumi's cooking.

"I'm glad to hear you liked it, Hoshi. Shall I prepare more tomorrow?" She responded cordially, with no hint of remembrance.

He shook his head, sadly. "No, that's fine. Say, why don't we take a walk?" He was desperate for any time with her, any hope.

"Well, I don't see why not. We're the last ones here anyway," She finished putting away the food and dishes and waited for him. The two began their walk outside the school, in the crisp evening air.

"So do you remember anything before this mess, Kirumi? I can think of my everyday life, but not all of us seem to." A good question, which would hopefully lead somewhere.

"Hmm... well, I can remember my job, and my clients. Then again, that is my life, even now."

Nothing. "What about friends or family? A boyfriend back home?"

"Oh dear. Well, I'm sure my family is fine, and I don't have many friends. I've never had a boyfriend-- I'm much to busy for that." That stung Hoshi, but it wasn't her fault. The two continued their walk, politely talking like strangers before going to bed. He seemed to be out of luck.

It occured to him that, while he doesn't know what to do, others might-- so the next morning he slid a note under Shuichi's door. It simply read:

"I'd like your advice on something. Meet me in the courtyard at 8."

Surprisingly, he complied. To be fair it was morning, in bright daylight and clear view, so it couldn't be a setup. Ryoma explained the predicament to the detective, expecting him to be doubtful.

"Well... this is tough. But, I'd try jotting her memory by doing something she really loved with you-- that might spark something." It was actually a sound theory!

"Wait, you believe me? I didn't think anyone would."

"Kaede told us to believe in each other, and be good friends in her absence. Helping you would make her happy, I'll bet..." Shuichi had a melancholy expression. "Plus, if I can help you save what I couldn't, it'd be nice."

After parting ways with Shuichi, the prisoner had to think: what would be a core memory to Kirumi? So many happy days to choose from, all perfect in their own way.

Then, it hit him. He had sworn it off since prison and her absence, but this would be the key to her memories...

"Hey, Kirumi. If you're free, I'd love to play a match with you. I'm itching to use my new lab and all, so..."

She found herself weirdly enthusiastic. After saying yes, she met Ryoma upstairs to play some tennis. He'd changed out of his dreary outfit into an actual uniform, and offered Kirumi a racket.

"I'll go easy on you, if you want." He meant it teasingly, just like the first time.

"No need, Hoshi. My athletic prowess is quite good actually!" She took the racket and the game began.

It was a spirited match. Kirumi wasn't lying when she said she was athletic, so even without tennis skills she was holding her own. Ryoma of course had the lead, but the feeling in the court was electric. The two played for hours, losing track of the time, when a little disruption came in.

"Ooh, a tennis ball! You two mind if I take this?" Kokichi appeared out of thin air and snatched their ball. Before they could protest, he was gone! The pair were dumbfounded, and all they could do was laugh.

"That hooligan! I'll get our ball back later," She laughed, having enjoyed the moment.

"It's no big deal, I've got so many of them in here that I'll let him have it," Hoshi replied.

"Funnily enough, this reminds me of something..." deep thought was etched on Kirumi's face. "Once I was playing tennis at a park, and a dog caught the ball and ran off."

That's it! Ryoma felt so much joy as he waited for her to continue.

"The person I was playing with didn't mind it, we laughed like today... just like today, actually." The realization finally came. "Wait a moment... Ryoma?"

Tears came flooding in for both of them. He moved in for an embrace, which she reciprocated. "Do you remember now, honey?"

She began to sob as the days with her boyfriend became clear again. "Yes, it's slowly coming back to me... how could I ever forget you?"

The two stayed there for a long while, making up for lost time.

#danganronpa #danganronpa headcanons #danganronpa imagines #drv3 kirumi #drv3 ryoma #ryoma hoshi #kirumi tojo #kirumi x ryoma

[adore-gregor]

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#faceless #so two guy who i don't know dm me rn #the fact that i don't know them makes me a bit uncomfortable 😅 #also it's not like i have any pictures of myself on my social media (okay maybe i need to check that again but not like easy to find yknow) #so how do they even know what i look like?? and if they don't why would they be interested in a girl who they don't know at all #they must have know me from somewhere but i don't? #well that certainly would be better than that they stalked me somehow 😳 #also the fact that that one guy is probably about 29 😬 #he has in his bio birthday which would make him like 25 but that doesn't line up with his graduation year at all #it is way earlier than mine and yeah i'm not interested in a guy that much older (unless his name would be gregor 😂 jk) #like i'm 21 this would not work too big of an age gap #besides that he's not my type at all #and it's not like i only judge a guy for his looks like i fell for a guy who i was not attracted to at first... #because he really had such a great personality (and sadly also a girlfriend already as i found out 😢) #not that he was unattractive to me or in general it at all was just not that handsome you know #i notice this sounds kinda mean and i don't want to rate guys looks like that but i hope what i mean #but with that guy if i find him the opposite of my type it's rather difficult and i don't think i should continue texting him #don't want to give him any hopes because 1 the age gap also he's so not my type #and the 2nd guy has no picture of him on social media and i also don't know him #at least the age gap is okay he's 1.5 years older than me #that's fine #but also i asked him 'do we know each other' and he just ignored that question 😳 #why would he do that #and i know i want a boyfriend but this is not how i imagined finding one 😅 #getting dm's from random guys i don't know #this feels creepy #now i'm just awkwardly texting back these guys every now and then #also that one guy one of the first things he told me was his zodiac sign 😂 #i was born ___ zodiac sign ___ #like ok hahaha

[shadowwing15]

Secret Lover

Tenya Iida x f!reader

Summary: Tenya visits his family for dinner and tells them that he has an girlfriend

Tw: nothing only fluff and a bit of fun

Author's Note :

Hello my Friends. Here is another idea of me. @wow-life-love4 and @uwu-iwanttodie you wanted to be tagged. Finally I finished this. It is a bit shorter than I thought, but it is still funny. Hope you like it. If you have ideas or requests than you can ask me to write it.

~Shadow

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Love. It is a big word for Tenya. Before he came to UA he didn't thought much about it. But then he met you. You both quickly became friends and a part of the Dekusquad. And as time goes by, Tenya realizes that he feels something more and deeper than friendship towards you. At first he tries to ignore it, but in the end he has to be true : he has fallen hard for you. With the help of Deku and Ochaco he finally confesses. You accepted with no hesitation , because you felt the same towards him. At this day , five months ago, Tenya felt happier than ever before.

In the last months you learned much about each other and Tenya was sure he made the right decission in asking you out and not ignoring his feelings. You just made him feel so much happiness and love, he couldnt imagine these past time without you. You always accepted it, when he didn’t had as much time as he wanted for you, due to schoolwork. When he was studying for an upcoming test you studied with him or brought him snacks and drinks. After training when he felt sore, you just lay him down on his bed and massage him. And the best thing were the daily cuddle sessions. With you in his arms he felt so save and loved, that sometimes he thought that all this was just a dream.

Even after this long time of dating he hasn't told his parents or brother yet. Until this day. His parents asked him if he would like to come over for dinner, since he lived in the UA dorms now and they hadn't seen each other in a long time. And who was he to deny it. And so he was sitting here at the table with his parents and his brother Tensei, eating his favorite dish: Beefstew.

Tensei and his father were talking about hero work, while Tenya and his mother listened to them. After a short pause, Tensei asked Tenya:" So when will you get a girlfriend ?", out of fun. Thinking that Tenya would say something like "I dont have time for one at the moment" or even " Not before I finish school", he took a sip of his grape juice only to spit it out again through his nose, after hearing Tenya answer :"I already have one." He was prepared for anything but not that he would say, that he has an girlfriend, in such an casual tone as if he got asked how the weather was outside. But not only Tensei was shocked but also his parents.

As Tenya looked up from his plate, he looked into the wet and shocked face of Tensei. "What?", he didn't understand why Tensei was so shocked," Have you thought that I would never find one, or what?", he asked after giving his brother a tissue. He just shook his head while cleaning his face, then he cleared his throat before speaking."No. I was just a bit confused and surprised that you said it in such an casual tone, as if it isn't important. So how long have you been together by now?" "Five nearly six months, I...." "SO LONG ALREADY?" Tensei nearly yelled. "Why haven't you told me ? I am your brother. Don't you love me ?" "No it's not like that. Yes you are my brother and I love you, but because we haven't seen us in the last months I kinda forgot to tell you." "Forgot to tell me? How can you forget to tell me that you have an girlfriend?" "Well school was very stressful and you didn't asked, so I didn't thought that it was so important to tell you immediately." Tenya tried to calm his brother down. Sadly it didn't really went well. "Just because I haven't asked it wasn't so important to tell me ? Do you know how long I waited for this day? And you tell me that it isn't that important ?" "Well yes... but... You know what? I will just call and ask her if she would like to come over for dinner some day, so you can meet her, better ?" "That is an wonderful idea, Tenya.", his mother answered before the discussion between him and Tensei would go on. "How about Saturday? "she asked. "Sure. I will ask her." And with that Tenya left the table. Tensei began to eat again and mumbled something about how important a girlfriend is. After Tenya finished the call, he returned to he table." Y/n would love to come over on Saturday." "Great" "So brother tell us something about her." Tensei said, now calmed down. "Well, Y/n is a wonderful person. She always helps our fellow classmates, no matter how many things she still has to do. She also prepares Bentos for them. Even for the teachers. It is like she has an 6. Sense, because she always knows who likes what and who has eaten something and who not. She also plans study sessions for everyone and brings their favorite snacks and drinks." "So she is a bit like a female version of you." "Well, Kaminari told us one day that we are like the class parents so...." " Yep, a female version of you, brother. Is she also so uptight ?" "No in these matters Y/n is more relaxed." "Good. Maybe she can help you to get this stick out of your ass." "TENSEI!!!!!!" Tenya yelled. "What? I'm just saying." Tensei laughed. "But seriously, after what you told us about her she must be a really friendly person." "Yes. Yes she is." "Well. I cant wait to meet her. But now I have to go to patrol. Good night brother." And with that Tensei left the table. Now Tenya and his parents were alone in the room, but they didn't asked any questions, so they all remained in silence. After Tenya finished his plate, he helped his parents to get the dirty dishes into the kitchen,before he said his goodbyes and made his way back to the dorms. On his way, he had many thoughts about the upcoming meeting between you and his family. But Tenya was sure that they will love you as much as he loved you.

#bnha tenya iida #tenya iida fluff #oneshot #iida scenarios #tenya ida #tenya iida x reader #iida fluff #iida x reader

[linasobsessions]

Are you sure about that? OR 4 times you were just a hookup + the one time you weren't {Matthew Tkachuk}

AN: First time writing on this blog after probably one and a half years. But this idea just kinda stuck in my head

Word count: 3.2k

1.

Hooking up with Matthew was easy. The first time he took you home was after a night out at a local bar with his teammates, just having won an important game and being a step closer to clinching a playoff spot. You had been out with your girlfriends trying to escape the stress of college exams.

You already had a couple of drinks and since your friends were much wilder than you, you decided to get some water to sober up a little. At least one of you had to stay conscious this time and not black out. Waiting on your drink you tapped your fingers on the wood of the bar to the beat of the music playing in the background when you felt another person sliding in next to you.

Deciding to ignore it you took your water that was finally handed to you. You pulled some bills out of your pocket to pay but were stopped midway.

"Put it on my tab."

The deep voice left a shiver down your spine as you turned your head to look at the man next to you. The first thing you noticed was the curly blonde mop of hair on his head, wild and tamed at the same time with racing stripes shaves into the sides. You let your eyes wander to his face, over his sharp, scruffy jawline to his clear blue eyes. His lips wore an smirk that made you want to roll your eyes at him as the next sentence left his mouth.

"Are you Tennessee?"

He went back to smirking as you only raised your left eyebrow. He leaned down so his mouth was close to your ear, making sure you heard every word he said. This could either go really good or really bad.

"Because you're the only ten I see."

Now you did roll your eyes. And it seemed like he was enjoying that he was annoying you. You leaned back to get more distance between the two of you and looked into his eyes. They shone with mischief and you made it your mission to put him in his place.

"Did this line ever really work?"

He shook his head and looked down at the beer in his hand. You noticed his hands fidgeting around the bottle. Was he nervous?

"No. But I thought someone like you would be annoyed at a line like this. And I was right. You see, it's kind of like my job to get under people's skin and it seems to work outside of that too. I'm Matthew."

He held his hand out to you. And as much as he annoyed you, you were intrigued by him as a person. He seemed like someone you had to get to know. So you accepted his handshake and told him your name as well. Back was the smirk on his face and you knew another remark would follow.

"It fits. A gorgeous name for a gorgeous person."

Your head snapped down in an attempt to hide the blush that was spreading over your cheeks. Grumbling a 'shut up' while shoving his shoulder. That pick up line started out an amazing conversation and at the end of the night you and Matthew were like old friends. During the conversation you switched back to cocktails so it was no surprise that you were getting more affectionate. While Matt was telling a story about how he beat up his younger brother Brady when he was twelve you couldn't help yourself to reach your hand out and run your hands through his curls. It was incredibly soft and your sexual frustration made you wonder what it would feel like to tug on it while his head was between your legs. Matt seemed to notice you starting to press your legs together to relive the pressure between your legs. Back was the smirk of the beginning of the night as he rested his hand on the top of your thigh and leaned in again. Your noses were brushing and if one of you moved only one inch your lips would touch. It made you restless.

"You wanna get out of here? My apartment is just around the corner."

You nodded and he paid for the drinks and pulled you outside to get to his apartment. The rest of the night was spent kissing each and every inch of skin with hands roaming around each other. Your bodies were moving in synch and if wouldn't have felt so amazing you might have been worried about the fact that his body felt familiar to you already.

When you were done he fell into the pillows next to you, both of you panting heavily. Assuming this would probably be a one time thing you got up to clean yourself up in the bathroom before starting to get dressed. Matthew lifted his head and looked at you through half-closed eyes. As he noticed you were getting dressed he sat up and fidgeted with his hands again.

"So this might sound weird. But can we do this again? I had a really good time tonight and I feel like we could be really good friends."

Confused by his words you raised an eyebrow for one last time that night. His face now wore a smug smile as his thoughts seemed to have traveled further.

"And the sex is great. So it would be a win-win situation for us. I just can't do a relationship right now and it would be cool if we'd have a casual thing."

As you shimmied back into your jeans you let out a giggle. And then you noticed your blouse on the floor. Ripped. He really had ripped your favorite blouse. Your eyes searched through his bedroom to find something else to wear. And you were successful. Grabbing the Grey hoddie laying on the floor and pulling it over your head you turned back to Matt to give him a cheeky grin.

"Well since we're friends now you won't mind me taking this, do you? Give me your phone so I can put my number in there."

He handed you his phone and you saved in your number with a wink emoji next to it. You gave it back to him and pressed a kiss on his cheek.

"Until next time Matty."

And you were out of his apartment.

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2.

The the next couple of month the hookups with Matthew became more and more regular. But you also became really good friends. You hung out at his apartment a lot and you could talk about anything and everything for hours. The flutter of your heart and the butterflies in your stomach when you were with him were blatantly ignored. You couldn't afford to fall in love with him. He had been clear from the beginning that he wasn't looking for a relationship so you granted him his wish. That didn't mean that your heart didn't ache when his phone lit up with a text from another one of his hookups and he was quick to kick you out of his apartment. Not that you would ever tell him that though.

Even when you now were considered close friends it still surprised you when Matt invited you to a team party. They had clinched a playoff spot and were now celebrating it. At first you didn't want to go. You didn't know any of his teammates and in no way wanted to intrude on their celebration. But Matt had insisted.

"Come on, babe. I need you there. You're on of my closest friends. It wouldn't be the same without you."

Babe. That had been a nickname he began using for you. It didn't help the feelings blossoming in your chest. It made it even worse. And that's also what made you break in the end.

The amount of people in Mark Giordano's house was overwhelming. People were crowding around a beer pong table and you could see some space had been made in the dining room to have a dance floor. Matthew pulled you into the kitchen first. He knew you weren't that great with new people and really shy at first. So he would get you a drink to loosen up and make you more open. While your drink was strong he just grabbed himself a beer and pulled you further to the living room. He soon found Noah and Jonny who smirked as they saw him approach with you holding his hand. Noah saw this as an ultimate opportunity to tease Matt.

"Oh would you look at that! Chucky got himself a girl. About time!"

Your cheeks glowed with a blush while Matthew only laughed and made sure to disagree with him.

"Noah shut your mouth. This is my friend (Y/N). I told you about her."

You looked at Matthew with wide eyes. He had told his teammates about you? What else had he told them?

Noah and Jonny introduced themselves to you and before the conversation could start up again a brunette head full of locks pushed themselves between Matt, Noah, Jonny and yourself.

"Matthew you brought someone! We seriously need more girls here. To even out all this testosterone."

You blushed yet again. Why would they not stop assuming you were together. The girl grabbed your hand and gave you a bright smile.

"I'm Meredith, Jonny's fiancé. Come on. I'll introduce you to the rest of the girls."

Before you could say anything else, Meredith had already pulled you away from Matthew. The rest of the night wasn't as bad as you would have thought. The girls were incredibly nice and with a couple more drinks in you were dancing with all the girls. It was a fun time.

Something you didn't notice though, was that Matt was keeping an eye on you the entire night. And it was so blatantly obvious to everyone else except for you two. Jonny nudged Noah when he noticed Matt looking after you yet again.

"Just a hook up my ass. Look at him."

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3.

Sadly the season had ended sooner for the Flames than they would have liked. Being eliminated from the playoffs in the first round wasn't a great feeling and it was showing. The whole city felt like it was in a slump. You could only be thankful that Matt was back in St. Louis so he wouldn't have to witness it. Even if you missed his presence.

Back in St. Louis Matthew was also missing you. He had gotten so used to talkinh to you so often and spending time with you as much as he could that he swore that he was experiencing withdrawal symptoms. He constantly checked his phone to look if you had texted him and was looking through old photos of you. And again. It was incredibly obvious something had change.

Brady thought his brother was sick because he wasn't chirping him as much anymore. But then he heard Matt talking to you over the phone. He had never heard Matthew talk so soft with someone. Usually it always was snarky remarks and sometimes even straight up rudeness. But this was something else. Compliments, encouraging words and even the phrase 'I miss you'. There had to be something up with him. So he brought it up at breakfast the next morning.

Everyone else was already down at the kitchen table. Brady and Taryn were eating breakfast while Keith was reading the daily newspaper and Chantal making herself breakfast when Matthew came down. He looked like he had just rolled out of bed, which he did. What his family didn't know tho was that he had been on the phone with you for hours, even falling asleep on facetime at about 3 am. Matt rubbed his eyes as he pulled a bowl out of a cabinet and made himself some cereal. And Brady, on brand with he was, saw the perfect opportunity to embarrass his big brother.

"Matt, who were you talking to last night?"

Matt's head shot up so fast it was almost impossible. The kitchen went silent as four pairs of eyes were now on Matthew's face. He felt a blush creep up on his cheeks. Chantal narrowed her eyes at her son's blushing cheeks. He never blushed. Not even when he was young and had his first crush on a girl. Never. So this was news to the whole family.

"Uhm-"

Matt brought his hand up to scratch the back of his newly cut hair. You had scolded him last night that he better get back to clagary with curls or else. You were about as intimidating as a playful puppy, but he would never tell you that.

"I talked to a friend. She's back in Calgary and going through a tough time with college right now. "

Now Taryn's eyes were the ones narrowing. Damn those Tkachuk girls and their true suspicions.

"A female friend? Is that even possible for you?"

Matthew rolled his eyes. Of course his sister would eventually chirp her brother. He should be used to it by now. No family member is safe from chirping. Maybe their mom. But otherwise no one.

"Yes a female friend. We only hooked up a couple of times. She's just a friend that I have fun with from time to time."

The whole family except for Matthew let out a groan. No one wanted to know what or who he was doing in his free time. But Brady was still not convinced with that answer. There had to be something else.

"I don't belive you. You would not be this soft for someone who is just a hook up or a friend. There's no way."

Matthew tilted his head at the statement of his brother as if he wanted to challenge Brady.

"Well she is. Don't put your nose in my business."

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4.

The emotion in the locker room were going wild. Defeating the leafs was one thing but defeating them at home with a shutout was something else. Matt had scored a goal so it was understandable he was over the moon. As they started to get out of their gear Matt looked at his phone. Just as he had expected it showed a text you sent immediately after the game. A smile lit up his face.

'Congratulations Superstar. You played a good game today, that goal was incredible. I'm so proud of you. Btw thanks for letting me stay at yours. I would have never been able to concentrate with my roommates at home.'

Gio, who had been aware of the situation with you both, noticed him looking down at his phone. It was as if Matt had heart eyes. And he had been observing the pining for too long. He had to say something.

"(Y/N) texted you?"

Matt looked up from his phone and at his captain. He nodded with the smile still on his face.

"Yeah. She congratulated us on the win and thanked me that she could stay at my apartment."

Now it was Gio's turn to look confused.

"Wait -. She's staying at your apartment? Why?"

Matthew shrugs as if it's the most normal thing in the world.

"Yeah. Her roommates are always incredibly loud so when exams are coming up I let her stay at my apartment. She can concentrate better then."

Gio shook his head, not believing what he was hearing. And he's had enough. It was about time Matthew realized what was on front of him.

"Are you sure she's just a hookup? Well friend with benefits or whatever."

Matt nodded, completely sure of his answer.

There's was no way you were more than a friend, was there?

"Well it seems different to me. You spend like all your free time together. You bring her to teamparties and then watch her so nothing happens to her. When we're on the road you're constantly texting and she's staying at your apartment while you're not there because she's studying. Sounds a lot like a committed relationship to me. Figure it out. Before one of you gets hurt."

It was like an enlightenment for Matt. He realized that every little thing had first been done because of the connection you both had. That connection had later been turned into love. He had fallen in love with you without even knowing it. But he was sure that you felt the same.

He couldn't wait to get home to you. The whole flight back to Calgary he had been antsy and was fidgeting with his hands. Something he knowhe had done since he met you. You made him nervous.

He opened his apartment door to find you sitting at the kitchen table with your laptop and books scattered all over it. You were still studying. With long strides he walked up to you, something you haven't seen him do before.

"Matty what -"

You couldn't even finish your sentence before his lips were on yours. His hands cupped your cheeks as you clutched onto his wrists. Still overwhelmed with that kiss you couldn't bring a word out. Matthew could.

"I am completely, utterly, stupidly in love with you. And I know you feel the same. I'm so sorry that I'm such an idiot and didn't notice before."

With a small smile you moved your hand from his wrist to his cheek as you pulled him to you to kiss him yet again.

"You're right. I am absolutely in love with you too, Matthew Tkachuk."

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+1

You were back in the bar you first met Matt. It brought back good memories and you couldn't wait to make more. Different to that, you were now out with the Flames and the other WAGS to celebrate an important home win. You and Matt were sitting in a booth with Jonny and Meredith as you and her were talking about the wedding preparations she had made. Matthew was talking with Jonny about something completely different but the slight glances and his hand on your thigh made you aware of his constant presence and his protective nature over you. Not that you were complaining.

After you had talked about the wedding bouquets her and Jonny had chosen, you turned to Matt.

"Babe, I'm gonna get myself something to drink. You want something?"

He shook his head and pecked your lips.

"No baby, I'm good. You go ahead."

You made your way to the bar and ordered something to drink as you felt someone tapping your shoulder. Assuming it was one of the WAGS you turned around with a smile that quickly fell when you saw the stranger before you.

One thing you could describe him as was sleazy. He had gelled back hair and his smirk was probably supposed to ooze confidence. For you it just made your hair stand up. And not in a good way.

"Hey. You alone here? I can show you a good time."

He moved closer as you pressed yourself against the bar and were looking around for your boyfriend.

"Actually-"

You didn't have a chance to finish your sentence as you heard the voice of your boyfriend freeing you from this suffocating and uncomfortable situation.

"Hey! That's my fucking girlfriend, you dipshit!"

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[daydreaming-in-letters]

Assumptions

10/01/2021

Pairing: Manuel Neuer x fem!reader (3rd person)

Word Count: 6,018

Warnings: rpf, mentions of age gap (not between reader and Manu and nothing illegal) and strong opinions on that, banter, jealousy, infuriation, fluff and cuteness

Summary: The reader finally catches her long time crush Manuel Neuer alone on her uncle's birthday. Things are quickly starting to get heated—sadly it's not the kind of heated she would have liked it to be.

A/N: Most of you probably don't know Manuel Neuer. He is the goalkeeper and captain of Bayern Munich as well as the German National Football Team and every once in a while I find my thoughts drifting towards that adorable and amazingly talented manchild. This story has been sitting in my drafts for far too long and I wasn't sure whether I felt comfortable with publishing it in case it ever got finished. But I found that there is an intolerable lack of Manuel Neuer x reader fics on here, so here it is. I tagged everyone from my general tag list, but I understand if this is not what you signed up for. So sorry in advance and please feel free to ignore this story at your leisure.

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It was only a few minutes to midnight and still the dance floor was as filled as ever, an enchanting mixture of young and old people alike. The bass rolled deep in his stomach, making him even queasier than he already was, and the lights, flickering across the mass of moving bodies in sync to the rhythm of the music, didn’t help either.

Suddenly a figure broke through the outer wall of bodies and made her way over to his table. A small smile crawled over her lips, a little shy but genuine, yet he didn’t feel like returning it. He had hoped that she would change her mind upon the disgruntled look on his face, but much to his dismay, she did nothing of the sort and sat down right next to him, just as a waitress passed the table with a tray of colourful shots. The woman next to him stopped her, before she turned to him.

“Care for a drink?”

Did he care for a drink? He yearned for one.

“No, thanks. I’m not really fond of drinking.”

“Shame,” she shrugged, her smile growing a bit wider when she took two shots from the tray anyway. For a second he thought she might actually force him to drink with her, but then she placed down the two glasses in front of herself. Raising her first glass to him, she gulped it down in one swig, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand afterwards.

“Do you care for a dance then?” She nodded over to the dance floor, her eyes and body inviting him to take the offer.

He found that he somehow couldn’t hold her gaze when he answered, “I’m afraid I’m also not very fond of dancing.”

Her forearms resting on the table, she leaned closer, obviously not taking the hint that he just wanted to be left in peace and quiet.

“Then what are you fond of?”

“I think you know pretty well what I’m fond of.” To his own surprise he sounded even harsher than he had attempted to, but the last thing he needed right now was an eager fan trying to engage him in a conversation.

“I do,” she retorted undeterred, “but that’s not what I wanted to know. See, you might not have noticed through all your sulking, but I was actually interested in you as a person, not as a footballer.”

He huffed, although he wasn’t sure she had heard him above the music.

“And you might have noticed that I am not interested in talking about private stuff to complete strangers.”

Sure, he was being massively impolite, but at least he hoped that this would do the trick now. But instead of finally leaving him alone, she shot him an amused look.

“Ooooh, grumpy, aren’t we?”

Now it was him who leaned in closer, making sure she could hear him properly. “Look, it’s nothing personal, okay? I just...it wasn’t such a great evening for me.”

Unintentionally his eyes wandered over to the dance floor for a split second, where a very young, very blonde girl was dancing happily among his teammates and their wives and girlfriends. Cursing himself, he looked over to the woman by his side carefully, hoping she hadn’t noticed. But of course she had, her eyes still fixed on the girl.

“Ah, I see.” She turned to him and the glint in her eyes made his stomach turn. “Puberty is a bitch, eh?”

“Excuse me?” he spat, equal parts bewildered and stunned.

“You heard me alright.”

Who did she think she was? Impertinent woman.

“I don’t think that’s any of your business.” The volume of his voice must have slipped his control a little, as he noticed a group of elderly men standing nearby turn into his direction. Still the woman’s smile never left her face, appeasing the men who turned away again.

“Really? After all I have to sit here with a pissed thirty something man who refuses to acknowledge he let his hormones get the best of him.”

“Whoa! Okay, first of all, it was you who decided to come and sit at this table and second, again, none of your goddamn business.”

Her answer was a simple grin, still not fazed by his anger in the slightest. It almost felt as if she was enjoying to get him riled up.

“You’re right.”

“And?”

“What do you mean ‘and’?”

He rolled his eyes heavily. Why couldn’t she just leave?

“You know, that phrase usually goes with an apology. Like ‘You’re right. Sorry I assumed you’re having a mid-life crisis and bang a chick that is 15 years your junior to boost your fragile ego.’”

“Do you?”

Inhaling deeply, he tried to calm himself a little. After all, he couldn’t afford to yell at her again, not that he didn’t want to, but causing even more unwanted attention was not in his plans for tonight.

“I didn't say that.”

“Well actually,” she looked at him triumphantly, “you kind of did. I never said you were having a midlife crisis or that you need her to boost your ego. Those were your words. And seeing that my assumptions caused a reaction like that, I’m afraid I can’t really say I’m sorry either.”

All right, that was it. Enough was enough.

“Look, I think I have an assumption for you too, lady. I’m starting to assume that you only came over here to rile me up further. And guess what, mission completed. So why don’t you do us both a favour and head off to pester someone else now?”

She was quiet for a moment and for the first time, the cheeky smile left her beautiful, burgundy lips. He had expected her to be a bit shaken at least, maybe even as pissed as himself, and yet the next words were spoken with such dignity that he couldn’t help but admire her a little for it.

“Oh, I would love to say you’re right again, but I’m afraid I can’t this time. And since we seem to have warmed up to each other quite a bit by now, I feel it’s okay to be completely honest with you.” She paused a second, simply for the effect, he guessed and her warm eyes never left his. “I came to sit with you because you looked miserable. Still do, by the way. And I thought you might need an actual grown up to talk to. But it seems I was wrong. You’re just a pouty manchild, like the rest of them.”

She waved her arm, pointing over at the dancing crowd of his friends and their spouses. His eyes followed her gesture and when he laid eyes on the heart of the matter, a hot flush of rage began to swirl through his veins, making his hands clench into fists. Fully set on giving her a piece of his mind, not caring who might hear him at this point, he turned to her again. But the familiar figure that had somehow entered the picture without his notice made him stop in his tracks.

“Here you are, sweetie.” The man cooed, laying his large hand on her shoulder in a protective gesture. “I almost got the feeling you were hiding from me since I made you promise to dance with me tonight.”

She twisted her slender neck to look up at his gentle face, her attention making him smile sweetly at her.

“You know I’d never do that to you, Uncle Hans, especially not on your birthday. I just thought your no. 1 goalkeeper here was in need of some mature company, but clearly he is perfectly happy with the way things are.”

Bewilderment flickered behind the coach’s gaze as he looked between his niece and one of his best players and Manuel was sure that this might not be the last time they would speak about this matter.

“So then, may I have that dance now, sweetheart?”

“With pleasure.” Manuel watched almost transfixed as she gracefully took her uncle’s hand and stood up. It was only now that he noticed how perfectly her dress showed off her voluptuous curves. He was almost certain that she would leave without another word when once again she proved him wrong. Turning on her heels, she grabbed the remaining shot and gulped it down in one large swig before she looked down at him, almost as regal as a queen.

“Have a pleasant evening, Mister Neuer. I’m sorry I can’t say I enjoyed our conversation more. Oh, and just in case you should ever feel in need to talk to a grown up, don’t call.”

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She could still feel his piercing look on her back as Hansi led her through the crowd and away from him. They had just begun to dance when the song changed and a much slower tune echoed through the large room. With a smug grin, her uncle pulled her closer, bringing his hand to the small of her back. Cheek to cheek he swayed her to the beat and she could feel that her mind was almost beginning to slow down, when he decided to pick up a conversation.

“Will you tell me what that was all about?”

She bit her lip like a little girl that was about to be scolded. “Do I have to?”

He chuckled deeply, the vibration rumbling against her chest and she could easily imagine the self-satisfied grin on his face.

“I’m certainly not going to force you. It’s just, you know, I always thought you kind of liked him.”

Instantly, she could feel her face heat up. How could he possibly know that?

“True. Liked, as in past tense. And besides, it’s not that I actually know him, personally, I mean. You could perhaps say I admire his talent, at most. And he also may be kind of easy on the eyes.”

She had become more and more quiet while she spoke, merely mumbling the last sentence. But he had heard her nonetheless, her silliness making his lips twitch in amusement.

“Hm. I clearly remember your aunt begging me to invite him over for a barbecue party last summer, telling me that you wouldn’t shut up about his quiet reserve, his amazing performance on the field and his stunning smile. Sadly he didn’t have time.”

She gulped audibly, tensing up a little in his arms, which made him enjoy their little talk even more. “So, what changed your mind?”

“He did,” she said a little too quickly, before she sighed so heavily that her uncle almost regretted bringing this topic up after all. “It’s just, I don’t understand his choice in women. I mean, he could choose literally anyone, so why her? I mean, she clearly doesn’t make him happy.”

“And how do you know that? You have spoken to him for what? Like five minutes?” He turned them around, making her face the gloomy goalie once more, before he went on. “I might be wrong, sweetheart, but I think you’re just jealous.”

Over his shoulder her gaze met Manuel’s for a split second before his eyes shot to his right, where the blonde teenager stepped into the picture, blocking him from view. She sat down on his lap, her arms dragging around his neck possessively, as her lips met his in a feverish kiss. Averting her gaze immediately, her eyes darkened and her heart clenched heavily in her chest.

“If by jealous you mean disenchanted, you’re right.”

Her bitter words made him loosen his grip on her so that he could see her face, and the hurt in her eyes pained him more than he cared for.

“I know you probably won’t believe me, but he really is a good person.”

She scoffed while her incredulous eyes landed on her uncle’s soft, blue orbs. “Well, he certainly hid that pretty well.”

He gave her a tight lipped smile. “I think he’s just lost his way a little at the moment.”

“So you think I’m right then?”

The excited sparkle in her eyes made him regret his honest words a little.

“I didn’t say that.” He protested strongly. In the end it was not for him to judge his players’ private lives. “After all he is a grown man and he can decide for himself.” He could see her face fall again and so he was quick to add, “Nevertheless, I don’t think you’re completely wrong either.”

He was very pleased to see that his words had caused a small smile to crawl back to her pretty lips. He almost felt like a proud father and when she finally leaned back in a bit closer, her forgiving gesture almost made him a bit bold.

“So, uhm, one more question, sweetheart. In the unlikely event that he should after all need a grown woman to talk to, can I give him your number?”

“Certainly not,” she insisted with a steady voice, but when she looked at him, the adorable grin on her face left no doubt that this was the biggest lie she had ever told.

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Manuel was furious as he watched her leave towards the dance floor with the coach. How could she dare call him out like that and then leave without giving him the chance to set her straight? His eyes fixed on her, he watched as Flick pulled her closer, his eyes following her uncle’s hand to the small of her back. Being the gentleman he was, his hand had found the only spot on her back that was actually covered by the dark red fabric of her dress. And for a second he imagined what it might actually feel like to let his hand wander upwards until it covered her bare skin. Or maybe he could let it slip down a few inches, until his fingers would grasp the soft flesh of her behind. He had just been able to fully picture the exact feeling of her body pressed up to his when he could feel the man who actually held her in his arms catch his indecent look on his niece’s back. Immediately he sat up straight, averting his gaze, completely missing the amused smile on the other man’s face, and when he turned back to face him, he almost lost it when he found her sparkling eyes instead.

He was still trying to figure out what had happened, when he heard a familiar voice calling him.

“Hey, babe.” The high pitched noise made him flinch and instinctively his eyes shot to his right, just in time to pull his arms away before she slumped down onto his lap clumsily. She laid it on thickly as her arms wrapped around his neck.

“I missed you on the dance floor, honey bun. Why don’t you come dance with me?”

And before he even had the chance to answer, her lips crashed down on his mouth almost painfully, her tongue forcing his lips to open. The stench of alcohol filled his mouth and he pushed her drunken form off of him determinedly. Before she even had the chance to protest, he lifted her up and placed her in his chair.

“I don’t think dancing is a good idea in your condition.” She glared at him, but then she seemed to have forgotten what for and her lips turned up into a sheepish smile.

“Whatever you say, babe.”

“Look, why don’t you just stay here and I get you a nice, big glass of water to sober you up a little?”

She began to nod, but then her eyes lost focus und she stared past him at god knows what.

“All right, I’ll be back in a sec. Don’t go anywhere.”

Quickly he made his way over to the counter and ordered a whole bottle of water, when he felt the slap of a hand on his left shoulder.

“Wow, you look even more frustrated than after our knock out at the World Cup in 2018. What happened?”

“Don’t ask.” He sighed as he turned around to face his friend. Manuel hoped that he would accept his wish, but when he saw the apologetic look on Thomas’ face, he instantly knew that he wouldn’t drop the topic.

“Too late. I just did.”

With a dramatic roll of his eyes, the next words were spoken more to himself than to his teammate.

“Great, just what I need. Another pain in my ass.”

“Another? Who was the first then?” Obviously Thomas had taken no offence and sounded a bit too cheerful for Manuel’s liking.

“She.”

He looked over at the dance floor, where the impertinent woman was just sending her uncle the most beautiful, cheeky grin he had ever seen.

“Who? Y/N?” his friend asked incredulously.

Y/N. So that was her name.

“You know that annoying woman?”

“I do, although I can’t really say she’s annoying. Met her at the coach’s home once. She seemed rather sweet and intelligent to me.”

“She certainly hid that pretty well,” Manuel growled under his breath, earning him a surprised frown from Thomas.

“Are you gonna stand here and stare daggers at her or are you gonna tell me what she did to make you throw a fit?”

“She approached me out of nowhere to tell me that I’m dating a teenager to compensate my inability to commit to a partner on eye level.”

Thomas let his words sink in for a while.

“That doesn’t really sound like her. I mean, what reason would she have to come at you like that? She doesn’t even know you.”

Manuel sighed, thinking about the way she had somehow coaxed the statements from him instead of making them herself.

“Well, she might have phrased it differently,” he admitted meekly. That seemed to spark Thomas’ interest even further and he could feel his expectant look on him, pressing him to finally tell the whole truth.

“Actually she didn’t say it like that. She only made an allusion and made me somehow say those things myself.”

“Mhm. And exactly what allusion did she make?”

Manuel rolled his eyes again, his ego still fighting to repeat her words out loud.

”She said puberty was a bitch, clearly hinting at the fact that she thought my girlfriend was too young for me.”

He hadn’t even finished his sentence when Thomas’ roaring laughter filled the air.

“Now that does sound more like her.”

He needed a bit to contain himself when he suddenly looked up at Manuel with an unusually serious expression on his face.

“And I have to admit, Manu, she kind of has a fair point there.”

“What?”

Manuel could not believe his ears.

“Come on, man. It’s what everyone thinks. She just said it out loud.”

“Fuck you.”

But instead of rising to his expletive, Thomas just looked at him sympathetically. Pushing himself off of the counter, he pat his shoulder in an attempt to encourage him a little, ready to leave him to his self-denial.

But then he stopped. “You know, I personally didn’t have a problem with it. You’re an adult, you can make your own choices. As long as you’re happy, right? But the truth is, Manu, I don’t think you are. Not anymore.”

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“See, I told you he wouldn’t be here. No need for all the panic beforehand.”

She narrowed her eyes at her cousin, shooting her a dirty look.

“Yeah, and I hope it’ll stay that way. Oh, and for the record: I wasn’t panicking at all, it was just you and your sister’s sudden eagerness to lure me here that got me suspicious and nervous in the first place.”

“We didn’t lure you here,” her other cousin piped up a little offendedly. “We simply wanted to spend some time with you. Come on, it’s been what, like 4 months now? Since you moved to Munich three years ago, we hardly get to see you anymore.”

“You and our father,” her sister added quickly. “So it seemed the best option to kill two birds with one stone and bring you along. After all it’s called a family day, right?”

Y/N sighed, not fully convinced, but finally ready to let the topic go.

“Right. Let’s just hope for your sakes that there will be no surprises today that might prove your guilt after all.”

“How are my girls doing?” she heard a familiar voice from behind her back, turning towards her favourite uncle with a beaming smile. What she didn’t see, however, was the brief look that was exchanged between her cousins as soon as she had turned her back, proving exactly what she had suspected all along.

“We’re good, dad. Actually, we’re more than good, we’re excellent,” the older cousin chirped.

“Great.” He paused a moment, but it was clear that he had more to say. Rocking back and forth on his feet, he looked from one woman to the other. “So,” he began carefully, before a huge Cheshire grin spread across his face. “I hope you all reserved a dance for me tonight.”

“Oh, no, daddy, not again.”

“Please, don’t make us do this.”

“There will be dancing here? If you had told me that beforehand, I certainly wouldn’t have come.”

“Of course there will be dancing. I thought that was obvious.” He had to try very hard to look a little slighted, while he actually drew a horrendous amount of amusement from their antics. “Remember, girls, we have a tradition to uphold. Whenever there is some dancing at a party, you have to reserve at least one dance for me. That’s the rule.”

And with that he turned and left them on their own again.

“Ugh, why does he always have to do that to us?” her younger cousin whined.

“Oh stop it, silly. You’re the one who likes it the most and everyone knows.”

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She had been the first to pay tribute to the family tradition and after a very exhausting Discofox dance session, luckily one of her cousins had taken over from her. Kicking off her heels, she welcomed the feel of the cool grass underneath the soles of her feet. Walking over to one of the empty tables, she slumped down heavily into one of the comfortable looking chairs. With a contented smile she let herself fall back against the backrest, closing her eyes and breathing in the mild air of the warm summer night.

“Care for a drink?”

His voice made her jump, sitting up straight immediately, eyes shooting wide open. And there he was, two shot glasses in his large hands and grinning down at her, obviously very satisfied with the slight scare he had just given her. He looked amazing, the smug bastard, in his casual jeans and white shirt, two buttons undone, topped with a sporty black jacket. She highly doubted that she had ever seen a finer man in her entire life. Luckily that didn’t make her lose her sharp tongue.

“And here I am thinking that you weren’t fond of alcohol. What happened?”

He smiled sheepishly, only one corner of his mouth tugged up, when he handed her her drink. He took his time, grabbing a chair and positioning it opposite hers, then sitting down carefully, not wanting to spill the shot all over his chest. She had already come to think that he was trying to avoid her question after all, when he locked eyes with her and finally began to speak.

“Hm. It’s been a while since I last saw you. A lot of things happened, you know. Maybe it was finally time for me to grow up.”

“Hear, hear.” With a mischievous smile she raised her glass. “To your coming of age, then.”

He rolled his eyes playfully. “If you insist.”

His magnificent blue eyes never left hers while they chinked glasses, and a second later she could feel the more than welcome liquid moisturising her suddenly very dry mouth.

With a thud, their glasses landed on the table, both of them chuckling like giddy children when their eyes found each other again and then, for a moment, there was nothing but silence. The world seemed to have zoned out, leaving behind nothing but his aquamarine orbs and the wild smile on his face.

Just gradually, the world seemed to set back in again. There was the monotonous clitter of the crickets, overlaid by the muffled sound of the music that was carried over by a soft breeze, and loudest of all she could hear the beating of her own heart against her chest.

“What else has changed now that you are a proper adult?” she heard herself ask, not having the faintest idea where those words came from and how the hell she managed to deliver them so smoothly when her whole body seemed to have gotten out of control.

He took a quick look over his shoulder, his thumb pointing in the same direction.

“If you mean the dancing, I’m still not very fond of that.” Her face must have fallen a little because he was quick to add, “Except...”

“Except what?”

His eyes landed back on hers and she almost choked on her hitching breath.

“Except I think I could make an exception for the right partner.”

From the corner of her eye she registered a movement between their bodies, but she was hesitant to let her view stray from his captivating appearance. At last it was something in his eyes that looked at her expectantly which finally made her snap out of her trance.

Looking down at his hand sheepishly, it took her a while to fathom that he was actually asking her to dance with him.

Slowly her eyes wandered up to his again, asking a silent question, which he answered with an almost imperceptible rise of his eyebrows. And before she knew what she was doing, she laid her hand in his and let him pull her to her feet.

He had just turned towards the source of the music, when she suddenly held him back.

“No, wait.”

With a puzzled look he did what she asked of him and let her twist him back around.

“Why don’t we just stay here? The music is loud enough anyway.”

A gentle smile curved his lips. “Sure, if that’s what you want.”

She nodded softly, her teeth biting down on her lip in excitement.

And before she knew what was happening, she found herself secured against his chest by his firm grip. It felt like being pressed up to a hot furnace which she would usually have appreciated any other time, but on a sweltry night like this and in a place she had wanted to be in for so long, it was pure torture. And as if this wasn’t bad enough already, his strong fingers pressed down on her lower back, threatening to scorch her even through the fabric of her blouse as he pulled her an impossible inch further into him. He was so close now that she could sense the heat radiating off his cheek as well, bringing along a whiff of his enticing scent and she couldn’t help but close her eyes as she inhaled deeply and her head began to spin. It was odd, but her mind was completely blank by now, blank except for one thought and her lips spread into a blissful smile as she repeated it in her head again and again, relishing in the feeling that if either of them moved just the tiniest bit, their cheeks would inevitably touch.

Slowly they moved and despite the unhurried shift of their bodies her heart was beating so violently that she thought it pondered jumping out of her chest to meet his. There was no chance he wouldn’t be able to tell from the way he held her, and when he finally drew away a tad to look at her, she fully expected him to call her out for it.

But he didn’t. Instead his sinfully soft lips curled into a reassuring smile before he spoke.

“You were right.”

“I beg your pardon?”

A cute chuckle escaped his mouth, leaving the corners of his eyes crinkled in the most beautiful display of amusement.

“About what you said at your uncle’s birthday party.”

“Oh.” She had said a lot that evening, words that she had come to regret later and remembering them now set her cheeks on fire. “About what exactly?”

“About everything,” he admitted without hesitation, yet he couldn’t hide the spark of misery that flitted across his sea blue orbs. “Didn’t take me very long after that night to finally see things clearly.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.” It was true. Although she knew that she probably sounded like a madwoman after everything she had confronted him with back then, at least the frown on his forehead seemed to confirm that. “I truly am. I really would have liked to see you happy.” Even if it was with that girl.

She was glad she had managed to keep that last bit to herself. She had no idea why she had said that she was sorry in the first place, but judging by the wild smile on his face it must have been the right words after all.

“Well, I certainly am happier now than I was that night.” He shrugged. “So, thank you, I guess.”

She huffed. “For what? Making absolutely inappropriate remarks on your relationship? I shouldn’t have done that. I know that now. So it should be me who is sorry here, don’t you think?”

She could feel his fingertips press into the soft flesh of her back.

“Don’t be. I guess you were exactly what I needed.” It took him a second before he realised what he had just said. “I mean it. It was exactly what I needed.”

His eyes snapped to the left and she was thankful that he couldn’t see the grin that decorated her lips as she watched the treacherous colour creep into his cheeks, spreading all the way to his ears. For a while he didn’t say another word, probably still trying feverishly to figure out a way to take back his slip of the tongue. And when he finally spoke, she wished he hadn’t.

“There is one thing though that I have gone over and over in my mind. But no matter how long I think about it, it just won’t make sense.”

She already knew that she wouldn’t like where this conversation was heading now, but she found herself asking nonetheless.

“And what is that?”

His head turned without a warning as his eyes searched her gaze and for the blink of an eye his lips came so close that she couldn’t say if they had actually brushed along hers or if her needy heart had just imagined their brief touch. He didn’t answer her question right away, his breath blending with her own in the narrow space between their faces and suddenly she wasn’t so sure anymore if she had really only dreamed up their fleeting foretaste of a kiss.

“Why did you do it?” Panic rose in her chest. She hadn’t done anything. After all it had been him who had turned his head. But as he went on, she realised that he wasn’t referring to that at all and the suffocating distress eased away bit by bit. “I mean, we didn’t even know each other when you decided to come at me like that.”

Now it was her who had to avert her gaze.

“I think I don’t really want to answer that question.”

“Why not?” His voice was so soft and gentle, making it even harder to answer him.

“Because the truth might be kind of ugly.”

“But the outcome wasn’t, so I think I’ll take that risk.”

Her feet stopped their mechanical movements as a violent shiver ran down her spine. So this would be it then. It would be over before it had really begun. Pity. But at least she would have the memory of these few minutes, of his genuine smile and the way he had held her tight against his chest. With a deep sigh she bid their daydream of a dance goodbye.

“I could tell you now that it was for some noble reason, but at the bottom of it all I think it was nothing more than jealousy that drew me to your table that night. I had been unable to ignore you all evening — ignore her. The way she behaved like a spoiled brat, drinking and losing control, not caring in the least that she not only made a fool out of herself but of you as well. God, I hated her in that moment, for having everything I ever wanted and riding roughshod over it. And when I saw you sitting there, looking so utterly crestfallen, somehow I couldn’t help it.”

An undefinable silence settled between them and the only sound that remained was the beat of the music wafting over from the party that went on behind his back. The faint whisper of the melody seemed to push itself up between them and tear them further apart, exactly as she had expected. And just like the bass, her heartbeat slowed until it died away completely.

It was over and everything she wanted to do was let go of his hand so she could do him the favour of leaving, but to her astonishment he refused to set her free. And rather then releasing her from his grip, he squeezed her hand, briefly and just once, but it was enough for her to find the courage and face him. But instead of finding a frown or a scornful pair of eyes, his blinding smile made her forget to breathe for a moment.

“I had hoped you might say that.” And with that he pulled her into his arms again and continued swaying her to the music as if she had not just revealed her repulsive self to him. Her brain still a step behind, she couldn’t do anything but stare up at him stupidly.

“What? Why?”

“Isn’t that obvious?” And when she shook her head like a petrified imbecile, an amused chuckle rumbled through his chest. “Because even though your behaviour was extremely infuriating, I have to admit that I like you. And asking you out on a date will be so much easier now that I know you like me too.”

With a violent jolt, the useless muscle inside her chest started to beat again, its heavy pounding filling her ears with white noise as the world around her started to spin. Unable to stop the motion, she felt herself leaning in, her nails digging into the undoubtedly expensive fabric of his jacket as she desperately tried to gain control over her unruly body.

“So, will you go out with me?”

It seemed like an eternity until she finally mustered the strength for a mechanical nod. Neither had she noticed in her struggle that he had stopped dancing, nor that the priceless look on her face had made his eyes and heart go soft for her.

“Great. That’s settled then. When are you free?”

It was only when he took a step back, taking his warmth with him as his hand slipped out of hers, that she snapped out of her trance.

“Now.”

“Now? Like right now?”

More like now as in before she could screw everything up again.

“Yes, why not? I know you have a busy schedule, so finding a date when we are both free might be tough. And above that, it is a beautiful summer evening.”

Had all those words really fallen from her mouth right now? Embarrassed about her lack of composure, her hand flew up to her mouth, making him smile again.

“I guess you have a fair point there.” And just like that, his hand was there again, fingers entwining slowly with hers like they had never been meant for anyone else. “All right then, let’s get out of here.”

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Movies I watched in May

Sadly, I kind of skipped writing a post for April. It was a mad month with so much going on: lots of emails sent and lots of stress. I started a new job so I’m getting to grips with that... and even then, I still watched a bunch of movies. But this is about what I watched in May and, yeah… still a bunch. So if you’re looking to get into some other movies - possibly some you’ve thought about watching but didn’t know what they were like, or maybe like the look of something you’ve never heard of - then this may help! So here’s every film I watched from the 1st to the 31st of May 2021 Tenet (2020) - 8/10 This was my third time watching Christopher Nolan’s most Christopher Nolan movie ever and it makes no sense but I still love it. The spectacle of it all is truly like nothing I’ve ever seen. I had also watched it four days prior to this watch also, only this time I had enabled audio description for the visually impaired, thinking it would make it funny… It didn’t.

Nomadland (2020) - 6/10 Chloé Zhao’s new movie got a lot of awards attention. Everyone was hyped for this and when it got put out on Disney+ I was eager to see what all the fuss was about. Seeing these real nomads certainly gave the film an authenticity, along with McDormand’s ever-praisable acting. But generally I found it quite underwhelming and lacking a lot in its pacing. Nomadland surely has its moments of captivating cinematography and enticing commentary on the culture of these people, but it felt like it went on forever without any kind of forward direction or goal. The Prince of Egypt (1998) - 6/10 I reviewed this on my podcast, The Sunday Movie Marathon. For what it is, it’s pretty fun but nowhere near as good as some of the best DreamWorks movies.

Chinatown (1974) - 8/10 What a fantastic and wonderfully unpredictable mystery crime film! I regret to say I’ve not seen many Jack Nicholson performances but he steals the show. Despite Polanski’s infamy, it’d be a lie to claim this wasn’t truly masterful. Howl’s Moving Castle (2004) - 8/10 Admittedly I was half asleep as I curled up on the sofa to watch this again on a whim. I watched this with someone who demanded the dubbed version over the subtitled version and while I objected heavily, I knew I’d seen the movie before so it didn’t matter too much. That person also fell asleep about 20 minutes in, so how pointless an argument it was. Howl’s Moving Castle boasts superb animation, the likes of which I’ve only come to expect of Miyazaki. The story is so unique and the colours are absolutely gorgeous. This may not be my favourite from the legendary director but there’s no denying its splendour.

Bāhubali: The Beginning (2015) - 3/10 The next morning I watched some absolute trash. This crazy, over the top Indian movie is hilarious and I could perhaps recommend it if it weren’t so long. That being said, Bāhubali was not a dumpster fire; it has a lot of good-looking visual effects and it’s easy to see the ambition for this epic story, it just doesn’t come together. There’s fun to be had with how the main character is basically the strongest man in the world and yet still comes across as just a lucky dumbass, along with all the dancing that makes no sense but is still entertaining to watch. Seven Samurai (1954) - 10/10 If it wasn’t obvious already, Seven Samurai is a masterpiece. I reviewed this on The Sunday Movie Marathon podcast, so more thoughts can be found there. Red Road (2006) - 6/10 Another recommendation on episode 30 of the podcast. Red Road really captures the authentic British working class experience. Before Sunrise (1995) - 10/10 One of the best romances put to film. The first in Richard Linklater’s Before Trilogy is undoubtedly my favourite, despite its counterparts being almost equally as good. It tells the story of a young couple travelling through Europe, who happen to meet on a train and spend the day together. It is gloriously shot on location in Vienna and features some of the most interesting dialogue I’ve ever seen put to film. Heartbreakingly beautiful.

Tokyo Story (1953) - 9/10 This Japanese classic - along with being visually and sonically masterful - is a lot about appreciating the people in your life and taking the time to show them that you love them. It’s about knowing it’s never too late to rekindle old relationships if you truly want to, which is something I’ve been able to relate to in recent years. It broke my heart in two. Tokyo Story will make you want to call your mother. Before Sunset (2004) - 10/10 Almost a decade after Sunrise, Sunset carries a sombre yet relieving feeling. Again, the performances from Julie Delpy and Ethan Hawke take me away, evoking nostalgic feelings as they stroll through the contemporary Parisian streets. There is no regret in me for buying the Criterion blu-ray boxset for this trilogy. Before Midnight (2013) - 10/10 Here, Linklater cements this trilogy as one of the best in film history. It’s certainly not the ending I expected, yet it’s an ending I appreciate endlessly. Because it doesn’t really end. Midnight shows the troubling times of a strained relationship; one that has endured so long and despite initially feeling almost dreamlike in how idealistically that first encounter was portrayed, the cracks appear as the film forces you to come to terms with the fact that fairy-tale romances just don’t exist. Relationships require effort and sacrifice and sometimes the ones that truly work are those that endure through all the rough patches to emerge stronger. The Holy Mountain (1973) - 10/10 Jodorowsky’s masterpiece is absolute insanity. I talked more about it on The Sunday Movie Marathon podcast.

The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014) - 10/10 Another watch for Grand Budapest because I bought the Criterion blu-ray. As unalterably perfect as ever. Blue Jay (2016) - 6/10 Rather good up to a point. My co-hosts and I did not agree on how good this movie was, which is a discussion you can listen to on my podcast. Shadow and Bone: The Afterparty (2021) - 3/10 For what it’s worth, I really enjoyed the first season of Shadow and Bone, which is why I wanted to see what ‘The Afterparty’ was about. This could have been a lot better and much less annoying if all those terrible comedians weren’t hosting and telling bad jokes. I don’t want to see Fortune Feimster attempt to tell a joke about oiling her body as the cast of the show sit awkwardly in their homes over Zoom. If it had simply been a half hour, 45 minute chat with the cast and crew about how they made the show and their thoughts on it, a lot of embarrassment and time-wasting could have been spared. Wadjda (2012) - 6/10 Another recommendation discussed at length on The Sunday Movie Marathon. Wadjda was pretty interesting from a cultural perspective but largely familiar in terms of story structure.

Freddy Got Fingered (2001) - 2/10 A truly terrible movie with maybe one or two scenes that stop it from being a complete catastrophe. Tom Green tried to create something that almost holds a middle finger to everyone who watches it and to some that could be a fun experience, but to me it just came across as utterly irritating. It’s simply a bunch of scenes threaded together with an incredibly loose plot. He wears the skin of a dead deer, smacks a disabled woman over and over again on the legs to turn her on, and he swings a newborn baby around a hospital room by its umbilical cord (that part was actually pretty funny). I cannot believe I watched this again, although I think I repressed a lot of it since having seen it for the first time around five years ago. The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn - Part 1 - (2011) I have to say, these movies seem to get better with each instalment. They’re still not very good though. That being said, I’m amazed at how many times I’ve watched each of the Twilight movies at this point. This time around, I watched Breaking Dawn - Part 1 with a YMS commentary track on YouTube and that made the experience a lot more entertaining. Otherwise, this film is super dumb but pretty entertaining. I would recommend watching these movies with friends. Solaris (1972) - 8/10 Andrei Tarkovsky’s grand sci-fi epic about the emotional crises of a crew on the space station orbiting the fictional planet Solaris is much as strange and creepy as you might expect from the master Russian auter. I had wanted to watch this for a while so I bought the Criterion blu-ray and it’s just stunning. It’s clear to see the 2001: A Space Odyssey inspiration but Solaris is quite a different beast entirely. Jaws (1975) - 4/10 I really tried to get into this classic movie, but Jaws exhibits basically everything I don’t like about Steven Spielberg’s directing. For sure, the effects are crazily good but the story itself is poorly handled and largely uninteresting. It was just a massive slog to get through.

Darkman (1990) - 6/10 Sam Raimi’s superhero movie is so much fun, albeit massively stupid. Further discussion on Darkman can be found on episode 32 of The Sunday Movie Marathon podcast. Darkman II: The Return of Durant (1995) - 1/10 Abysmal. I forgot the movie as I watched it. This was part of a marathon my friends and I did for episode 32 of our podcast. Darkman III: Die Darkman Die (1996) - 1/10 Perhaps this trilogy is not so great after all. Only marginally better than Darkman II but still pretty terrible. More thoughts on episode 32 of my podcast. F For Fake (1973) - 8/10 Rewatching this proved to be a worthwhile decision. Albeit slightly boring, there’s no denying how crazy the story of this documentary about art forgers is. The standout however, is the director himself. Orson Welles makes a lot of this film about himself and how hot his girlfriend is and it is hilarious.

The Mitchells vs. The Machines (2021) - 4/10 More style over substance, Sony’s new animated adventure wants so much to be in trend with the current internet culture but it simply doesn’t understand what it’s emulating. There’s a nyan cat reference, for crying out loud. For every joke that works, there are about ten more that do not and were it not for the wonderful animation, it simply wouldn’t be getting so much praise. Taxi Driver (1976) - 10/10 The first movie I’ve seen in a cinema since 2020 and damn it was good to be back! I’ve already reviewed Taxi Driver in my March wrap-up but seeing it in the cinema was a real treat. Irreversible (2002) - 8/10 One of the most viscerally horrendous experiences I’ve ever had while watching a movie. I cannot believe a friend of mine gave me the DVD to watch. More thoughts on episode 32 of The Sunday Movie Marathon podcast. Don’t watch it with the family. The Golden Compass (2007) - 1/10 I had no recollection of this being as bad as it is. The Golden Compass is the definition of a factory mandated movie. Nothing it does on its own is worth any kind of merit. I would say, if you wanted an experience like what this tries to communicate, a better option by far is the BBC series, His Dark Materials. More of my thoughts can be found in the review I wrote on Letterboxd.

Antichrist (2009) - 8/10 Lars von Trier is nothing if not provocative and I can understand why someone would not like Antichrist, but I enjoyed it quite a lot. After watching it, I wrote a slightly disjointed summary of my interpretations of this highly metaphorical movie in the group chat, so fair warning for a bit of spoilers and graphic descriptions: It's like, the patriarchy, man! Oppression! Men are the rational thinkers with big brains and the women just cry and be emotional. So she's seen as crazy when she's smashing his cock and driving a drill through his leg to keep him weighted down. Like, how does he like it, ya know? So then she mutilates herself like she did with him and now they're both wounded, but the animals crowd around her (and the crow that he couldn't kill because it's Mother nature, not Father nature, duh). Then he kills her, even though she could've killed him loads of times but didn't. So it's like "haha big win for the man who was subjected to such horrific torture. Victory!" And then all the women with no faces come out of the woods because it's like a constant cycle. Manchester By The Sea (2016) - 6/10 Great performances in this super sad movie. I can’t say I got too much out of it though. Roar (1981) - 9/10 Watching Roar again was still as terrifying an experience as the first time. If you want to watch something that’s loose on plot with poor acting but with real big cats getting in the way of production and physically attacking people, look no further. This is the scariest movie I’ve ever seen because it’s all basically real. Cannot recommend it enough. Eyes Without A Face (1960) - 8/10 I’m glad I checked this old French movie out again. There’s a lot to marvel at in so many aspects, what with the premise itself - a mad surgeon taking the faces from unsuspecting women and transplanting them onto another - being incredibly unique for the time. Short, sweet and entertaining!

Se7en (1995) - 10/10 The first in a David Fincher marathon we did for The Sunday Movie Marathon, episode 33. Zodiac (2007) - 10/10 Second in the marathon, as it was getting late, we decided to watch half that evening and the last half on the following evening. Zodiac is a brilliant movie and you can hear more of my thoughts on the podcast (though I apologise; my audio is not the best in this episode). Gone Girl (2014) - 10/10 My favourite Fincher movie. More insights into this masterpiece in episode 33 of the podcast. Friends: The Reunion (2021) - 6/10 It was heartwarming to see the old actors for this great show together again. I talked about the Friends reunion film at length in episode 33 of my podcast.

Wolfwalkers (2020) - 10/10 I reviewed this in an earlier post but would like to reiterate just how wonderful Wolfwalkers is. If you get the chance, please see it in the cinema. I couldn’t stop crying from how beautiful it was. Raya and The Last Dragon (2021) - 6/10 After watching Wolfwalkers, I decided I didn’t want to go home. So I had lunch in town and booked a ticket for Disney’s Raya and The Last Dragon. A child was coughing directly behind me the entire time. Again, I reviewed this in an earlier post but generally it was decent but I have so many problems with the execution. The Princess Bride (1987) - 9/10 Clearly I underrated this the last time I watched it. The Princess Bride is warm and hilarious with some delightfully memorable characters. A real classic!

The Invisible Kid (1988) - 1/10 About as good as you’d expect a movie with that name to be, The Invisible Kid was a pick for The Sunday Movie Marathon podcast, the discussion for which you can listen to in episode 34. Babel (2006) - 9/10 The same night that I watched The Invisible Kid, I watched a masterful and dour drama from the director of Birdman and The Revenant. Babel calls back to an earlier movie of Iñárritu’s, called Amores Perros and as I was informed while we watched this for the podcast, it turns out Babel is part of a trilogy alongside the aforementioned film. More thoughts in episode 34 of the podcast. Snake Eyes (1998) - 1/10 After feeling thoroughly emotionally wiped out after Babel, we immediately watched another recommendation for the podcast: Snake Eyes, starring Nicolas Cage. This was a truly underwhelming experience and for more of a breakdown into what makes this movie so bad, you can listen to us talk about it on the podcast.

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WIP Wednesday

I won’t be home for the rest of the day, so I’m kicking it off this week so that I can post this on an actual Wednesday.

I decided to do another WIP Wednesday Hospital Ward. If you haven’t visited the first one, you can do that here. For the ones who don’t know what a WIP Wednesday Hospital Ward is: I present you ten patients of the long-stay hospital ward, who are waiting to be discharged one day. These are all WIPs that I intend to finish one day. I highly encourage others to do a hospital ward as well, because since I try to tend to ten patients, it motivates me to look back to WIPs that I sometimes haven’t touched in years. 

Today’s ten patients are a mix between patients who already got some care in the previous post, and some new ones. You can visit all of them, or only a few (since the post got quite long). 

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Patient no. 1 gets a lot of care these days, huh. It’s e pare stella, aka Paradiso 3. I decide to bully Simon a bit. It’s every parent’s worst nightmare when your kid goes missing in the supermarket:

Luckily, there’s scallop in this supermarket. I don’t want to drive around all the time. Once the person behind the counter hands me my ingredients, I decide to check if I have everything. I go through the shopping list on my phone and I think I have everything, so it’s time to go home.

“Rosemary, è ora di andare a casa,” I say and I hold out my hand.

Rosemary doesn’t grab it. I look away from my phone and then I look around me. Rosemary isn’t here. She’s nowhere in sight.

“Rosemary?” I yell louder. Some others look up when they hear the panic in my voice and I ask around if anyone’s seen her leave, but no one can help me.

“Rosemary!”

Nothing.

“Rosemary!”

Patient no. 2 also has been mentioned a lot lately. It’s Hold on to that feeling, a Glee/CO crossover where Simon and Baz get transported into Glee season 2. Baz has replaced Jeremiah as Blaine’s misguided crush, and Simon’s weirdly pent-up about it:

“You don’t know him like I do!” Simon argues.

Blaine crosses his arms. “Well, how do you know him then?”

Simon then proceeds to tell Blaine Baz’s entire life story. Simon talks about how Baz excels at every class, how he’s fit when he plays football on the pitch, how he’s a virtuoso in violin, how his hair looks slicked back, how his uniform always fits perfectly, how he catches everyone’s eye, how his lip curls up when he smirks… At one point, Blaine is almost certain that Simon indeed knows Baz like no other.

And something in Blaine’s mind clicks when Simon continues his long monologue about why he follows Baz around all the time.

“Oh,” Blaine says sadly. He’s never been good with jealousy.

“And he’s so great at his spellwork, it pisses off my friend Penny! Which is unkind of him!” Simon finishes. He’s turned red from the frustration. “And if all of that doesn’t convince you that he’s an arse, I am pretty certain that my now-ex-girlfriend left me for him! I saw them holding hands in the Woods, as if they were about to break into song!”

“Well, breaking into song is a regular occurrence here,” Blaine jokes lamely to distract Simon and himself from the new feeling that has replaced the jealousy, namely disappointment. Baz’s pining after Simon’s ex-girlfriend? Damn, Blaine thought that he had a crush on someone who’s actually gay for once.

If Blaine’s inkling about Simon’s right, then maybe this is why Simon’s so frustrated as well?

Patient no. 3 is called To The Core, and I don’t know when I’ll finish it and I admit I kind of forgot about it, but it’s a DCTV/Glee crossover. I really like crossovers. (I will write that Glee/Winx Club crossover one day!) (Yes, you read that correctly!). In this fic, Barry and Kara get transported into Glee season 4 or something, taking over Sebastian and Marley’s lives. They need to find a way back in order to prevent Sebastian and Marley from completely disappearing:

They know the way, because they walk towards a classroom with ease. There, another glee club is waiting for them. A man wearing an ugly vest welcomes them, but most Warblers immediately pull one guy into a group hug.

Barry decides to step away and he looks around. This other glee club is watching the scene, except for one girl.

She has long, brown hair and she’s wearing a nice dress. She’s also openly staring at Barry. Barry has seen her before.

“Kara?” 

Kara slowly nods. “Barry?”

Patient no. 4 is from BBC’s Class, a highly underrated TV-show and the BBC will forever be on my shit list for what they did to it:

“Before we do this, I need to show you something,” Charlie says.

“Show me later,” Matteusz sounds distracted and he tries to kiss Charlie again, but Charlie moves away.

“No, this is important. If we are to combine, then I think you have the right to know who I really am.”

“I already know you are alien,” Matteusz says with a laugh, “Or did you forget and want to tell me again?”

Patient no. 5 is from my untitled Osemanverse fic, in which I try to combine all of Alice Oseman’s works and characters into one big story. I haven’t touched it since early 2020, before Loveless came out (I have to find a way to add those characters), but I came across it again:

“Oh, this is Angel Rahimi,” Becky introduces us to her favourite colleague, “She’s our fandom insider.”

“Aled Last, Creator of Universe City,” I say.

“I am a big fan!” she says excitedly.

“Thank you,” I simply say.

Daniel also introduces himself. “Dae-Sung Jun,” he says. He’s been introducing himself with his Korean name for a while now, and I like how it makes him happy. He doesn’t mind that we still call him Daniel, or Dan in my case, but he likes having some sort of control over his own name. “I’m here for moral support.”

Becky and I snort.

After some more introductions, The Ark arrives. I can’t believe how young they are. Okay, sure, I’m only three years older than The Ark, but still young.

Jimmy Kaga-Ricci is wearing a simple black t-shirt and black ripped jeans that would make Charlie proud. His cross necklace is hanging loosely. Lister Bird is wearing an oversized sweater, even though it’s summer, and light blue jeans. Rowan Omondi is a fashion icon with his flowered suit.

The Ark is here.

If only Charlie were here with me, but he’d die.

Patient no. 6 wants to say a big ‘fuck you’ to Netflix for cancelling Julie & the Phantoms. Anyway, in 2020 after I ended the show, I started a fic about Luke’s parents. I’ve hit a brick wall and I haven’t touched it since, but here it is:

Mitch types ‘Julie Monila’ in the search bar and he’s not surprised to find out that she has a band. After all, she’s told them that she writes music in the same place that Luke used to write music in. The link to a YouTube video with a couple of million hits catches Mitch’s attention.

He clicks on it. If Julie’s in the band, then that is how he and Emily can support her. He watches as Julie starts to sing and even though Mitch has never really gotten into music, he finds himself nodding along.

And then three boys seem to appear out of thin ice. And Mitch presses the space bar immediately.

That’s his son on guitar.

Mitch sits in silence for a few minutes. His son is in this YouTube video. It’s been 25 years, but that is definitely Luke. He forces himself to watch the video in full and by the end, he’s in tears. 

“Emily, come here!”

Patient no. 7 is a Brooklyn Nine-Nine fic, called New Game, that I found in the depths of my drafts. I forgot it existed. Apparently I started on it in 2018 and then promptly forgot about it:

But that is not what a marriage is supposed to be like. Like Jake said: marriage is not “game over”, it is a new game that he gets to share with Amy Santiago, the woman he loves.

“Why are men like this?” Jake says in frustration. 

“I don’t know, Jake,” Amy says. 

“It is just so weird. They all act like marrying you is the same as dying!”

“But Jake, doesn’t it seems so fitting for happily ever after? How could you ask for more? A lifetime of laughter at the expense of the death of a bachelor.”

“Did you just intentionally quote Panic! At The Disco to cheer me up?”

“Did it work?”

“Yes.”

Patient no. 8 is another returning one from the Glee/Sense8 crossover (Jesus fucking Christ another Glee/something crossover?) (Maybe it’s a good thing I abandoned my Glee/Barbie Mariposa crossover.) (Yes, you once again read that correctly.). One thing that I very much enjoy about this fic is using 8 different cities around the world, namely New York, San Juan, Amsterdam, Cebu City, Jacksonville, Melbourne, Ljubljana and Dublin:

“Can you leave me alone?”

“I could ask you the same thing,” Brittany says. Quinn looks up to lash out to her, but then she takes in her surroundings. Oh, she’s seeing the things that Brittany sees. Visiting, it is called. Kurt has told her about it, since he’s learned it from another sensate.

Sensate. It’s still so new, and yet, Quinn is already using her newfound connections for stupidity. If she hadn’t been a sensate, she wouldn’t have known Sam. Then, she couldn’t have hurted him.

Brittany’s eyes are wet. 

“Are you okay?” Quinn asks.

Brittany lets out a bitter laugh. Then she repeats: “I could ask you the same thing.”

“Where are we?” Quinn looks around. They’re at a body of water, sitting on stone steps. They’re sheltered from the sun by trees. It’s nice.

“The Ljubljana River, just outside of the city centre. It’s one of my favourite spots. Now, where are you?”

“Dún Laoghaire harbour.”

Brittany looks around and she nods. They’re indeed sitting somewhere else now. There are many boats. “Yes, makes sense.”

“Does it?” 

Patient no. 9 also returns from last week. It’s a Zimbits time travel/amnesia AU:

“I need-” pills. Right now. Jack needs them. They are the only thing that can help. God. He needs them right now.

But Bitty (or Eric) frowns. “No way in deep friend hell I’m giving you any of that. You’re abusing your medication and you’re mixing it with alcohol. I’m sorry, but that doesn’t work at all.”

Jack’s eyes widen. Not even Kenny knows about that. They wouldn’t understand, though. Jack’s life is messy and those things are the only thing that can calm him down.

“How do you-”

“Know about your drinking and all that? You told me.”

Jack shakes his head and he’s trying to make sense of it. If this whole time travel stuff is real, then he’s married to this man. “I’m sorry, but who are you?”

“My name is Eric, but people call me Bitty. You tend to call me Bits or Bittle. We’ve been married for one year.”

And lastly, patient no. 10 is also a returning one. It’s the fic where I try to explore Asian identity, diversity and intersectionality in Glee through the eyes of Tina, Mike, Wes, Blaine and Yu-Jin (an OC) in order to, I don’t know, sort of reclaim the Asian jokes the show made at the expensive of Tina and Mike:

When Tina first joined the forum, she was a little bit nervous. Tina is Korean, it’s pretty hard to miss with her look, but she doesn’t feel ‘fully’ Korean. Everyone in her family is white, except for an uncle who’s from Puerto Rico.

Her parents made sure she wouldn’t forget her roots. They know all Korean restaurants in Lima, their parents have met other people who’ve adopted from South-Korea, she attends Asian summer camps, Tina had tried learning Korean, Tina owns traditionally Korean stuff and her parents learned the history of Korea, they even went back to South-Korea twice. Her parents knew that they were going to adopt a Korean child, so they wanted to make sure Tina would remember that. Tina is Korean for sure, and every time she has to fill in forms, she writes down she’s Asian or Asian-American.

Yet, she’s not like Mike or Wes or most people on the forum.

Mike was born in China and moved to America when he was four years old. His parents were very nervous, so they made sure they’d become ‘fully American’, which obviously influenced Mike’s upbringing. Mike had told her this during school after Tina admitted to him that she sometimes feels left out.

Except for her friend Yu-Jin, no one really understands what she’s feeling.

If you made it to the end, thank you! Whether you paid all of them a visit, or you only took the time to visit a couple of them, it’s really nice. Feel free to leave flowers!

#wip wednesday #i bolded the fandoms this time in case someone's only interested in some patients #which i get #again... it's a long post oop #tagged in

[ultralovedeluxe]

Yandere! Josuke with prompts #5 and #69

Hey everyone! This was requested by @mochimizuki121. I apologize for this taking so long, I’ve never written for Josuke and I think he came out a bit ooc, I hope this came out nicely though. Requests are still open!

‘Just what do you think you’re doing? Put that phone down!’

‘They thought they could tear us apart, so I had to put a stop to them!’

Warnings: 18 year old Josuke, female reader, yandere behaviors, mentions of violence?, non/dub con, nsfw towards the end.

  Cherry blossoms are meant to symbolize good fortune and represent love. Love should be the primary emotion you should feel when under a cherry blossom tree. So when you asked Josuke to meet you under a cherry blossom tree near the school, Josuke was ecstatic. Why else would his lovely, little girlfriend ask him to meet under a cherry blossom tree? To Josuke, these meanings had to be true. He was a firm believer.

 You, however, not so much.

 In fact, cherry blossoms have a double meaning. Cherry blossoms also represent death or the end of something. And sadly, this was the only meaning accurate to you.

 “So [first]-chan, why did you invite me here? Is it something important?” Josuke could hardly contain his excitement, it had to be great. Was he finally going to meet your parents? Were you both going on a date together? Were you finally going to let him-

 “Josuke, I’m glad you came, and yes it is very important..” you said trying not to just yell at your pompadour-haired boyfriend. His puppy-dog expression was starting to get to you, and in all realness, making this a lot harder than it was supposed to be. 

 “So, what is it babe? C’mon you can’t keep me waiting, I want to know!”

 You grit your teeth, god this really is going to be hard. You almost feel nauseous in doing so. You are going to wound his boyish pride so bad right now, but you know it’s for the best, hell it was for your well-being.

 “Please just listen to me Josuke. I..I want to break up” you said, trying not to mumble any words; you wanted him to hear you loud and clear, even though to some extent it hurt you too. It just had to be done. You couldn’t be in this relationship anymore. 

 Josuke wanted to believe that you said something else, you HAD to have said something else. You didn’t want to break up with him, you were just confused right? No..he swore he’d done everything right. He was a good boyfriend, he asked his mom for advice, he asked Jotaro for advice, where or what did he do wrong? Josuke tried hard to let his lip wobble at the news, let alone cry.

 “Was it something I did? Please tell me, is it because I’m overbearing? I promise I’ll try my best to be better! I-I’ll get rid of my video games if I have to, please [first] don’t leave me-” Josuke pleaded with you, but you couldn’t have this conversation much longer. “I’m sorry Josuke, we can still be friends..I just can’t be with you anymore, I hope you understand” you said walking away from the tree and Josuke. It hurt, but you knew this was the right descion. At the moment though, you didn’t want to face the male; you wanted to avoid him as much as possible.

 Josuke however, felt devastated, betrayed almost. How could you have ended your relationship you had? He had been a good boyfriend right? Did you find someone else? No, you couldn’t have, you loved him, you were just getting confused at the moment. You must be getting brainwashed or something. He felt Crazy Diamond manifest behind him, and he gripped his fist.  He will get to the bottom of this. He will find out who gave you the idea that he was a bad partner. You just don’t understand how much he loves you. ‘No, please don’t leave me [first]’

-

 “So did you do it?”

 You looked over to your classmate, Rikka asked almost desperately. “Of course I did, but I still feel awful about it..Is- Is it true that he’s a thug?” you mumbled sensing a feeling of dread just thinking about it. You loved Josuke, but if what your friend was saying was true, you couldn’t possibly stay with him much longer. In fact, Rikka wasn’t the only girl who warned you about Josuke. “Come on [first]-chan, haven’t you noticed the way he dresses? Only delinquents dress like that. Not to mention the hair” she told you, mumbling the final part (since it’s known that Josuke hates when people insult his hair). You shook your head, “Thank you so much for telling me Rikka-chan, I don’t know what I’ve done if my parents caught me dating a thug. But..I really did love Josuke..”

 Rikka gave you an an assertive smile, “Don’t worry [first], there’s other guys here in school. I’m sure there’s at least two who have a thing for you, you’ll get over Higashikata-san eventually, now come on it’s almost time for class” she said picking up her bag and walking towards the lockers. You smiled and nodded in response. “I’ll meet you there just let me get my pen, I left it in my purse” you said walking towards her. “You’re always so forgetful!” Rikka joked.

 Not far from the lockers, Josuke was standing there, listening to every word that came from your mouth. “Oi Okuyasu, what’s that girl’s name?” Josuke asked his fellow stand user and friend. “That’s Minamino Rikka, I think I have a few classes with her. She’s kinda cute no?” Okuyasu said walking back to the classroom they were in. ‘Not as cute as my [first]-chan’ Josuke thought as he tried to contain his anger. He wasn’t completely mad at you, he was more mad at that ‘Rikka’ for getting those sick thoughts into your head. He wasn’t a ‘thug’, he was a good guy! In fact he was the perfect boyfriend for you. He was sure you knew it too, you were just getting fed lies. Maybe he’d have to teach that girl a lesson for messing with his darling..

-

 “I heard you dumped Josuke, he’s a drag huh. You should go out with a real man. So how about it [first]-chan? Wanna go on a date with me?”

 You knew who this was. This was Fungami Yuya, he wasn’t exactly a heartthrob, but he did have his fair share of fans. However, you knew he wasn’t good news, despite how charming he looked. You had heard from Josuke that he was a motorcycle gang member, right off the bat you have to refuse. “I’m sorry Yuya, we don’t know each other very well, and besides-” you tried to just waltz your way out of the situation, but Yuya persisted. “Please [first]-chan, give me a chance, I genuinely want to ask you to-” 

 “What the hell are you doing near my girlfriend?!”

 You looked back at the entrance of the classroom to see Josuke, already fuming with anger. You never liked it when Josuke got angry, you always felt like whoever the person he was getting angry at was in complete danger. Not to mention you always feel like there’s another presence in the room when he does get angry. “Josuke please!-”

 Soon, the space between Josuke and Yuya got smaller, “Are you asking for a fight? What gives you the right to talk to my girlfriend that way? She’s taken. Plus where are your groupies anyway?” Josuke asked, but at this point, he was close to just beat him up with Crazy Diamond.

 “I’ll handle this doll-” Yuya muttered to you while placing a quick kiss on your forehead, before going back to facing Josuke. “Josuke, what’s the deal? You two aren’t together anymore, everyone knows it-”

 “Don’t let history repeat itself Yuya. You know what I can do to you. You wouldn’t want to go back to the hospital again would you?” by that point, Crazy Diamond had already manifested itself behind Josuke, and it’s glare was quite terryfying. Yuya gulped at the sight of the other stand, before leaving the classroom you were in. You wanted to leave the room as well, but before you could even get up from your seat on your own terms, Josuke had already dragged you across the hall.

 “Josuke! Let me go! You’re hurting me! I thought we weren’t together anymore!” you squeeled trying to get someone’s attention. It didn’t seem like anyone would hear you though, because Josuke had shoved you into one of the unused bathroom stalls. “Shut your whore mouth. We are together, you didn’t mean to break up with me right? It was just that people kept lying to you about me..” he said in a rather harsh tone before quieting down. Truth be told, you were scared. This wasn’t the Josuke you fell in love with. “I don’t.. I-you hurt me [first]. When you broke up with me, I was heartbroken. But when I found out that Rikka and those other girls were feeding you lies, I knew I had to protect you. They tried to tear us apart, so I put a stop to them” Josuke said holding you in place.

 “What the hell are you talking about? What did you do to them?” actually, you didn’t want to find out. Right now you had to get away from Josuke. You kicked him below the belt and ran from the bathroom. You didn’t even know where you were running to, as long as it was away from Josuke, you felt safe. You locked yourself in a gym closet, you just had to buy some time. There was only a few more minutes before school ended, you just had to be patient. You pulled out your cellphone and tried to dial your mother’s phone number.

 “Just what do you think you’re doing? Put that phone down now! Now you’re seriously going to get it” you heard Josuke right across from you. How did he find you so quickly? You were sure you had locked the door. It doesn’t matter now because your phone was snatched from your hands by none other than your ex-boyfriend. Although you knew it was useless, you tried to crawl away because panic and fear ran thorough your mind. 

 “Why are you trying to run away from me [first], I’m just doing this because I love you so much. How about I show you how much I love you” Josuke said holding you by the hips, getting you closer to him. You tried to release yourself from his grasp, “No! Josuke please I don’t want this! I don’t want this relationship! Please!” you tried to reason with him. but it seems you made him even more angrier. “I really wanted you to enjoy this, but I guess you want a punishment instead..” he growled making you face him. This really wasn’t the Josuke you once loved, this was a monster.  He then used Crazy Diamond to rip open your clothes..

-

 Loud moans and gasps filled the small closet you and Josuke where in. You were fully naked, while he had his pants down. Josuke left red marks on your hips from where his nails kept digging into your skin. You felt drool drip down your mouth as Josuke kept thrusting into you at a inhuman speed. “You see..this is why you shouldn’t try to break up with me. I know you still love me. You won’t ever leave me after this” Josuke groaned into your ear while kissing your neck roughly. You only moaned in response, you felt like if he didn’t stop now, you were going to pass out. You wanted to hate him, oh how desperately you wanted to hate him. However, there was no denying how good he’s making you feel. “Josuke..please I’m close” you gasped as you clinged onto him. “Yes! Yes [first] let it all out! Let me know how good I made you feel!” He said, his thrusts getting more sloppy and impatient. 

 Not even a few moments after, you climaxed, with Josuke following soon after. You were gently placed on the floor by none other than Josuke. You were completely exhausted, you just wanted to go home. “You were amazing [first], I hope you remember this moment. Don’t ever run from me okay?” he said laying next to you. He placed one final kiss on your lips.

“I love you..”

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[blackmilshake]

You are not her. || Harry Styles

Requested with a little twist.

He was there, yet you were cold.

There was a time, a short period of time, when he gave you warmth. It was kind of hard to explain. You were able to feel his love for you. You considered yourself as a very perceptive person. However, it could be your imagination as well, you were busier with uni stuff, it was your senior year, and didn’t have as much time to spend with Harry.

But he was colder. More distant. It was a fact that you tried to ignore.

There were many many songs in his last album, none of them about you. So many mourning songs, none of them about you. And he was writing some new songs. And guess what? Also not about you.

He was sure that he had feelings for you, it was just... at some point he was sure it was love. Now not as much. Because the more he didn’t see you, the more he missed her.

Her.

His former girlfriend. She came as fast as a lighting and left as it. Harry had thought he had found the person. His person. He was wrong. It was all fun games for her.

Sadly, you were just a pawn in this game. And were played like one, used and no longer required.

Harry now knew it was wrong, to be with you after he found out about his real feelings after getting a little too tipsy and called her old number.

He loved you. Or so he tried to convince himself for a few weeks.

It was until you couldn’t hide it anymore. You guys had never had a fight, but once you saw him crying over a picture of her, Falling playing on the background an afternoon you were not supposed to be home, it was imminent.

You felt betrayed.

Played.

You had asked him about his feelings, he always replied with a sweet “I love you” and some presents, maybe a homemade breakfast or diner. Every time you tried to communicate your concerns he played it cool.

Enough was enough.

“Harry.” He jumped. You weren’t supposed to be home for another couple of hours. He locked his phone and tried to look alive by cleaning his tears.

“Babe” he tried clearing his throat, a loud gulp that could be heard from the living room.

You stood there, silent, looking at him in the eye as he stood up. His knees shaking a little bit. He tried to play it cool as well. You sighed.

You didn’t really know how handle that situation.

I mean, how could you? You stood in front of the man you loved, whom you hopped was the one, crying over the woman before you, when he had stated that he loved you.

Another sigh.

“Is there anything you want to tell me?” You said, as you inhaled deeply, trying to control the pounding beat inside your chest.

“No, ‘oney. How was your day?”

Harry knew that he was caught, looking at her picture, but closed his eyes and hopped your wouldn’t address it.

The truth was that you had become his safe place. Yeah, it was such a selfish thing to think, yet it was the truth.

You were such a happy person, the kind of person you see on the street or maybe just a pic on social media and you know they have such a nice energy, contagious. You were so interested in everything around you. Motivated.

But right now, as he finally looked at you in the eye, he didn’t see the girl he met a year ago. You looked pale, tired. And he wondered for a split second if he had anything to do with it.

“Harry.” You said, now a little irritated. And you knew it was the end.

He didn’t answer. He wanted this moment to pass already and just watch a movie with you. Cause that would be comfortable.

You had so many nice memories, so many great moments with him. And as much as you tried to push it aside... For a while you’ve known you’d better be off without him.

However, it was hard. Because you had felt in love with a man that was as warm as the sun, as happy as your favorite color, that made you want to sing on the top of your lungs your favorite songs. He had taught you how to romanticize and fall in love with your life. Now you just had to keep doing that without him, because as much as he was good for you once, you couldn’t let yourself get attached to something no longer exists. If it ever existed.

“Harry. We need to talk.”

“About what, babe?” You were getting pissed.

“About this relationship, Harry. We are not working, you obviously have feelings for someone else, and this is not good for me.”

“Of course we work together, love, don’t say things you don’t mean. I love you, you love me, that’s the end of the discussion.” He tried to hold you, but you took a step back.

You didn’t know when he had gotten so comfortable at lying to you.

He didn’t know either. It was probably because he really had convinced himself that you were the solution for everything that felt wrong in his life. He was being selfish for the first time in his life. He wanted to be saved, and you were the right person for the job, or so he believed.

“Harry, you don’t love me.”

“But I do. I do love you, baby” he took a step closer to you, and you took another step back. He had tears on the edges of his eyes. You had tears rolling down your cheeks.

It hurt, it hurt so much, because you actually loved him. He meant the world to you.

But it hurt more to see that when his smile lit up your world, your greatest efforts could lead to a laugh.

It hurt because you had pictured a lifetime with him. Because you had romanticized your life with him. Now you were giving up those dreams, for yourself.

“Why are you doing this to me, Harry?” You sobbed. He hadn’t noticed your tears until he heard your voice breaking. What was he doing?

“I need you.” He finally let out. You were pissed, for some reason.

“And I need to be happy, and letting you go is a way of loving myself, Harry. I hope you have a nice life, and that everything works out for you.

Goodbye.”

It was one of the hardest you had ever had to do, yet the best thing you could’ve done for yourself. As much as it hurt to admit.

You’ll be ok.

A/N: May edit later. Not as angst as expected, hope you like it. ✨ @strippedagger

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[favefandomimagines]

Happens For A Reason (d.s.)

Summary: after rudy breaks up with you for elaine, you’re thrusted into the arms of none other than drew starkey.

AN: i wanna marry drew starkey and idk why it took me so long to write for him

also: i know rudy and elaine wouldn’t be the kind of people to do this, this is entirely a work of fiction! no hate to either of them, especially elaine!

You saw it coming. That was the worst part about your ever so subtle break up with Rudy. It was subtle to the fans but you, and everyone else, saw it coming. The second Elaine came into the picture, it was a matter of time before everything went to hell. 

You had been dating Rudy since a few weeks after Outer Banks started shooting in May 2019. Now seeing as its April 2020, the rumor mill hadn’t stopped since Elaine’s numerous posts of Rudy.

Drew had known Rudy was going to break up with you for Elaine for a few days and it was killing him not to tell you. 

Rudy had confided in him that the relationship with you just wasn’t working anymore. He said he loved you but he couldn’t stay with you when he had feelings for someone else. 

Drew told Rudy it was going to hurt your regardless and Rudy just couldn’t accept that he was going to cause you pain. 

But then it happened. And the worst part was that you didn’t yell, swear at him or get angry. You were quiet, though he could see the tears brimming in your eyes. 

“That’s it? Just, ‘okay?’ You’re not going to yell at me?” Rudy asked you. “I knew this was coming. You and her had been inseparable for months. I was just in the way.” You said sadly. “I still love you, Y/N.” He said. “Not like I love you though.” You replied. 

A solemn silence fell upon the apartment as you sat down on your couch. “I think you should go.” You said quietly, quickly wiping the tears from your cheeks so he wouldn’t see. 

Of course he felt guilty. He never wanted to hurt you and yet he ended up doing so by making you feel like you were in the way.  

You sat on your couch, bringing your knees into your chest to make yourself feel calm. You were on the edge of a full blown panic attack because you felt like you weren’t good enough. 

Your boyfriend broke up with you for another girl. What did she have that you didn’t? Aside from Rudy now. 

After a few minutes passed by, there was a knock on your apartment door. Whoever it was, you didn’t feel like the company. 

Drew left Rudy’s apartment and quickly went to your’s the second his friend returned. He could tell by the look on Rudy’s face that you probably weren’t in the best state of mind. 

He knocked on your door and waited for you to answer but that never came. 

“Y/N, I have a key so I’m just going to come in anyways.” Drew said from the other side of the door. You didn’t move though. Not feeling like removing yourself from the comfort of your couch. 

The door opened and Drew stepped inside, seeing you clinging to yourself on the couch. “Y/N,” He started, walking towards you with haste. He sat down beside you and pulled your distraught figure into his chest. 

He held you close as you silently cried to him. “Why wasn’t I good enough?” You asked. Mostly as a rhetorical question but Drew needed to tell you that you were wrong. 

“Y/N, you are more than good enough. Rudy’s an idiot and I know one day he’s going to regret ever letting you go.” Drew told you. 

In the moment, you didn’t believe him. You thought you’d always be second best. 

Over the next few weeks, a whirlwind of things happened to you. You began to realize that your relationship with Rudy was simply because you felt like it was right for you to be together. Your characters on the show were love interests, so of course lines were going to blur. 

Outer Banks had been picked up for season 2 but amidst the pandemic, no one knew when filming would start. 

And you and Drew had started going out. It started slow, him not wanting to rush you or make you feel like you had to go out with him just because he had feelings for you. But the pandemic had other ideas; the two of you ended up being on lockdown at his apartment. 

But neither of you were complaining. You got what you could from your place before hunkering down at Drew’s.

It started out as you sleeping on the couch and various nights of binge watching Netflix. You didn’t tell Madison or Madelyn, in fear of it getting around. The only person Drew told was Austin. Mainly because he had waited so long to be with you he needed to tell someone. 

But fans started to notice. Your instagram pictures had the same background as some of Drew’s lives. You’d post a story of a movie and an hour later, Drew would do the same.

Eventually you moved from the couch to Drew’s bed (not sexually). You and Drew got unbelievably close and soon it was time to make it official. 

And it was the happiest you had been in quite a long time. Finally you were in a relationship where you didn’t feel second best or as if you weren’t good enough. Drew made sure you knew that you would always be the first choice. 

__

Outer Banks was finally back to filming in Charleston and you were thrilled. You hadn’t seen any of your cast mates since before the pandemic. 

You and Drew had arrived shortly after everyone else and met them at Chase’s apartment that night. After the daily COVID test you all would have to endure. 

“We’re here!” You greeted as you stepped into the apartment, Drew’s hand wrapped tightly around yours. 

Madison and Madelyn ran to you and hugged you tightly, one that you happily returned. “I missed you! Where have you been? You and Drew went AWOL for like two weeks.” Madelyn said. 

“We had a little getaway for a bit before all the craziness started. Wanted a little relaxation just the two of us.” You answered. “Seriously you guys are the cutest couple ever. Instagram won’t stop talking about you two.” Madison said. “It’s been, what, five months?” Madelyn asked. 

You nodded your head, a sappy smile plastered on your face as you thought about he past five months Drew. “Look at her! She’s blushing!” Madelyn commented. 

You and the two girls were in the kitchen talking, while Drew was with the rest of the guys. “How are you and Y/N?” Chase asked. “We’re great. Like seriously, it’s been amazing. It doesn’t feel like it’s only been five months.” Drew answered. 

It was clear that Rudy was a bit uncomfortable with the subject matter since you were his ex girlfriend. “Okay, there’s something I want to tell you guys.” Drew started. “And what is that?” Austin asked. 

They watched as Drew subtly fished something out of his pocket and all their jaws dropped when they saw what was in his hand. “Dude, no way.” Chase commented. “Are you serious?” JD asked. “Yeah, I got it a couple weeks ago.” Drew answered, a smile on his face. 

“I know it’s only been five months but I’ve loved her since that first month on set. The timing just wasn’t right.” He added. That was clearly a dig at Rudy and what had gone down between the two of you. “Don’t you think it’s a little early to get engaged? I mean, I get why’d you want to, you’re 26 but does she? She just turned 22.” Rudy interjected. 

Drew felt he had no right to judge him on his relationship with you when he was the one who broke up with you to begin with. “Well, if you actually paid attention to her instead of another girl while you were dating, you’d know that she wants to get married and start a family by 23.” Drew snapped. 

“That is true.” JD said bashfully. It seemed that Rudy was so preoccupied with another girl that he didn’t bother to listen to you and everyone else did. No wonder it was so easy for you to move on. You were being treated better than he treated you.

“I don’t know when I want to do it but I want to do it soon. While we’re here because this is where we met.” Drew explained. “I think it’s a great idea. You two are great together and I’ve definitely noticed a change in Y/N. She’s been way happier.” Austin said.

Drew smiled as he looked at the ring in his hand. He went to great lengths to find the perfect ring for you and that was making a fake pinterest account to follow your engagement ring pinterest board.

“Have you told the girls?” JD asked. “Are you kidding? They’d 100% tell her and I want this to be perfect.” Drew said.

Rudy sat there silently to himself, listening to Drew talk about amazing you were and proposing to you. He didn’t need to be reminded of how great you were because he already knew that. He knew better than anyone, he dated you for a year.

“Did you hear about Rudy and Elaine?” Madelyn asked you. “No, what happened?” You asked. “She cheated on him. A few weeks ago actually.” She explained. “Really? Is he okay?” You questioned. “He says he’s fine but I know he’s devastated. I mean, he did let you go for her and it bit him in the ass.” Madison answered.

Of course you felt bad for Rudy. It’s a terrible feeling to be cheated on and you wanted to make sure he was okay. “Should I talk to him?” You asked. “I think he’d appreciate that.” Madelyn said.

After everyone had settled down, you had gotten Rudy’s attention and asked him to join you outside on the balcony.

“What’s up?” He asked. “I, uh, heard about you and Elaine. I’m really sorry.” You said. “It’s okay. It was probably my karma. I let go of the best thing I had and then this happened.” He said.

“Rudy, it happened for a reason. I was devastated after you broke up with me. I thought I wasn’t good enough for you. So, I know how you’re feeling. Like you weren’t good enough and you clearly didn’t make them happy. It sucks but you’ll be okay. I’m okay now.” You told him. “Does he make you happy?” He asked.

You thought back to all the times you were at your lowest and Drew was always there.

“Yeah. Yeah he does.” You said with a smile. “That’s all I want. I just want you to be happy.” He said. You gave him a friendly hug, mainly for closure.

You both walked back inside and Drew pulled you down to sit on his lap. You pressed a kiss to his forehead as you fell into casual conversation with everyone.

Drew looked up at you as you laughed and smiled with your friends, completely enamored with you.

He knew you were it for him and you knew he was your endgame.

__

Drew had been planning your proposal for a while. It was now October in Charleston and the whole cast was going to the South Carolina aquarium on their day off.

Madison’s girlfriend, Mariah, was also in town visiting and Drew felt it was perfect.

Madelyn would have your parents on Facetime while Chase had Drew’s. All of the people you loved in one place to celebrate you and Drew.

You were walking through the giant ocean exhibit, admiring the animals, holding Drew’s hand.

All of your friends trailed behind, not wanting to ruin your moment.

Drew stopped you and you looked at him with furrowed brows until he got down on one knee.

“What the hell?” You questioned. “Y/N, you are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. Since the day I met you, I knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. Even when I didn’t have you, I knew we’d end up together. And I know it’s been about seven months but there’s not a doubt in my mind that I want you to be my wife.” Drew started.

Madelyn and Madison were crying, the boys were smiling, Rudy more than the rest. He could see how much Drew loved you, more than he ever thought he could.

“So, Y/N, will you marry me?” He asked. “Duh! Of course I will!” You answered. Drew smiled and placed the ring on your finger.

@y/n__: umm WTF i’m engaged?! i love you to the moon and beyond @drewstarkey​ 

@rudeth: congratulations you wonderful humans! i love both of you

@madelyncline: i’m not crying, you’re crying 

@fan1: OMG YAY CONGRATS

@fan2: my otp is getting married!!!!!! 

@drewstarkey: i love you more (oh and thanks for agreeing to spend the rest of your life with me)

#imagine #imagines #Outer Banks #outer banks imagine #drew starkey #drew starkey imagine #rafe cameron #rafe cameron imagine #rudy pankow #chase stokes #madison bailey #madelyn cline #austin north #jonathan daviss

[pinkdoodoofart]

I Just can’t Anymore Bakugou Katsuki x Black!Reader x Izuku

Summary: You couldn’t handle Bakugou’s yelling anymore

Type: Angst + Fluff + Slight Sexual Content

⚠️CURRENTLY BEING EDITED ⚠️

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To say things with your boyfriend was an absolute dream, was an understatement. He wasn’t the nicest guy or the most caring, but in private he tried his best to be. Bakugou Katsuki was his name. Labeled as the loudest, rudest, and arrogant guy in Class 1-A. Originally, you hated his guts a lot. Especially when he would insult your performance in class. You honestly never even imagined yourself dating a guy like him, but here you were.

Now you don’t exactly regret being in a relationship with Katsuki. He can genuinely be a good guy. Whether it be paying for something for you at the mall or helping you study for upcoming tests. Or even just regular dates. The dude wasn’t that bad. Until later in your relationship it started to plummet.

It was only after a few months of dating, you noticed Katsuki acting a little stranger. In the beginning on your relationship, Katsuki did yell at you. Though it was more in a teasing way rather than in a rude way. Though the longer you were together his yelling would get worse. You genuinely couldn’t tell if he was joking anymore.

It got to the point where he would start ignoring at school and call off dates constantly. It was starting to frustrate you. Though you chose to leave it alone for a little and give the guy some space. Hoping things would get better.

They didn’t.

He still ignored you during the day and called off the dates. It started to really hurt now. You didn’t know if he wanted to still be in a relationship. The amount of nights you cried yourself to sleep and the state you were in every morning, was noticeable to many of your classmates. Most of them hoping Katsuki would do something and help, only for their hope to be crushed. Like yours.

Just like any other day, your hope was crushed even more. This time though, your hope has completely shattered.

As you entered the classroom, most of your classmates were there. Only missing not present. One of those students who were present was your bitter and loud boyfriend sitting at his desk, feet kicked up on top as usual. Smiling, you make your way over to his desk and give Katsuki a quick kiss on the cheek. He swiftly turned his head towards you with a scowl. As it was no secret that you were in a relationship with Katsuki, public affection was a big no no in his book. You were treated as if you were a stranger.

It sucked… 

“The fuck are you doing?” He asks irked by the sudden kiss.

“I can’t give a kiss to my boyfriend?” Clinging to his arm trying to be cute. That was your first mistake. Instead of giving affection in return like he would do in private, he pushed you roughly off of him. Feeling a sharp pain in your back, you fell back onto the floor against the desk. You looked up at him in shock. He has never done that before.

Ever.

The worst part was that he didn't even help you up. He just looked at you before turning his attention to the front looking at nothing. Instead, Deku came over and gave you a hand. As thankful as you were, you wished Katsuki helped you instead. As he was your boyfriend.

Deku quickly asked to make sure you were alright making you slightly blush. Izuku was always so helpful to everyone. Especially you. He had always had a big crush on you. Everyone knew... except for you of course.

You quickly thank the boy before hearing a quick scoff next to you.

“The hell? Why are you touching my girlfriend you damn nerd?”

“I-I was just h-helping her up K-kacchan…. something you should have done…”

“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!” Katsuki grabbed Deku’s uniform collar and began screaming in his face. In a panic, you quickly tried to peel Katsuki off of Deku before he does anything worse. That was your second mistake. Not only were you feeling pain in your back, you felt a sharp pain on your cheek. Holding it you look at your boyfriend in shock.

“Don’t touch me you bitch.” Your eyes widened at the derogatory name towards you. “God why do you have to cling to me like a little kid? Its fucking annoying. Not to mention letting this shitty nerd help you up. You are useless if you can’t get up on your own.” He says with annoyance. “Jeez are you actually crying, you need to man up Y/N,” the continuous bashing only dampened your mood even more. Hands by your side start ball up into tight fists as you look at the boy with such hatred.

Dating a guy who's the biggest asshole at school. But he isn't always like that. When alone with you, he can be pretty soft. Even secretly makes you snacks. You really did love him, but being yelled at in front of everyone everyday is not something you love. So here you were, tears pricked in your eyes while your body shaked tremendously. Even embarrassed by the amount of eyes on you and your boyfriend.

And before you knew it, you snapped.

“How about you stop yelling all the fucking time huh? You act as if you are some God when you're not Katsuki. You're a student at UA training to be a hero,” you respond angrily. Not caring that he looked at you with shocked eyes as well as other students. You have had it. “Quite frankly, I don’t see you as a hero at all. You would be more fit for a villain.” After the last words left your mouth you immediately ran out of the classroom with tears in your eyes.

Landing on the steps to the entrance of UA, you sit and cry to yourself wondering why you started to date such an asshole. What happened between then and now? He was a lot sweeter earlier in your relationship, what changed? These thoughts continuously raced through your mind for what felt like hours. After crying for a little longer, you felt yourself calm down and decided to just skip school and head back to the dorms.

You opted to stay in your room until you felt better. Laying in your bed feels like you have entered a threshold of tranquility. You sadly, did not fall asleep as fast as you hope. Negative thoughts continue to plague your mind as you lay there hopeless of ever rekindling your relationship. Soon you felt your eyes close and fell into a dreamless slumber.

The sound of continuous knocks on your dorm door woke you up. Whoever was knocking really needed to talk to you. Immediately, you shot up. In hopes that it was Katsuki ready to apologize. Quickly you open the door, and to your disappointment but also……. happiness? Standing there was Izuku Midoriya, fumbling with his hands and green eyes averted from yours.

“H-hey Y/N…. you never c-came back to c-class…,” he stutters out. Looking down your negative thoughts from before came back, souring your mood. Noting your expression, Izuku impulsively grabs your shoulders asking if your okay.

“No, I’m not… can you please stay with me?” After receiving a nod in response, you grab Izuku’s hand and pulled him to your room.

“Hey… Y/N don't listen to kacchan… you are not useless at all. You are an amazing girl that I am so glad we are friends,” Izuku says warmly. Feeling your heart flutter a bit, tears began to fall from your eyes. Immediately panic set into Izuku. He started flailing his arms wondering whats wrong before feeling arms wrap around him. You were hugging him. You. Were. Hugging. HIM!!!

“Thank you Izuku, that means a lot to me.” Soon, he wrapped his arm around you to reciprocate the hug. The hug had such a lovely warm feeling to it. It reminded you of the love you felt with Katsuki. But the more you thought about it, the less it bothered you. Letting go, you both look into each other's eyes for a second.

Were his eyes also so beautiful. That thought rang through your head before you felt your face heat up in embarrassment.

After a little more cuddling with Izuku, he unfortunately had to leave to do homework. “Thank you again Izuku, you are a great…… friend,” you say with a slightly fake smile. His smile fell but was quickly regained.

“Mmm no problem Y/N… I'm glad I could help.”

After he leaves, you immediately head over to your bed to pick up your phone. Looking through your contacts, you find the one person you definitely need to talk to.

You hit the call button and wait for him to answer. After a few rings you hear a gruff what be uttered.

Sighing you respond coldly, “I’m coming to your dorm. We need to talk, now.” Not bothering to hear a reponse, you end the call and head over to his room.

Knocking on his door a few times, you waited for him to open up. Instead of the door opening, you met with silence. Annoyed, you knock again hoping he would open up. Again no avail. Your knocking became more furious and consistent, similar to Izuku’s knock but alot more harder. Soon you heard a growl and loud footsteps approaching the door. Slammed open in your face you see your boyfriend looking at you with an empurpled look.

“Jesus fuck, you’d think you would be smar….. never mind come in.” Katsuki says not looking you in the eye before moving to the side to let you in. You enter quickly and sit at his desk, while he sits on his bed.

“I came here to talk about this mornin-“

“Why the fuck did you not come back to class?” Pissed you looked at him with an irritated look.

“Because I felt I don’t know… sad? Sorry I’m sensitive?” Sighing, you close your eyes for a second before opening to look at Katsuki. Jesus, he's already looking at you. “Look I apologize for what I said earlier this morning. It was uncalled for and I hope you can forgive me.”

“Yeah i forgive you….. I’m also sorry I shouldn’t have treated you like that. I was pissed off that morning and you clinging to me didn't help.” Looking down you bite your lip nodding.

Well here goes nothing…..

“Katsuki we need to break up…” As the last word left your mouth, he immediately stood up and grabbed your wrists in his hands with such displeasure.

“Dammit Y/N! I apologized isnt that enough. You don’t need to break up with me over a bad morning.”

“Katsuki its not just this morning. You always treated me like a stranger out in public and even called me useless more than once since we’ve dated. I really did like you Katsuki but now this was the last straw.”

Staring at you in disbelief, Katsuki let go of your wrists and turned away from you. “Look Katsuki we can still be frien-“

“S-SHUT UP! S-SHUT THE F-FUCK UP!” His voice cracked significantly with small whimpers following suit.

Is he crying? Slowly, you walked around to see his handsome face to see tears streaming down it. Slowly you wrap your arms around him in a way to comfort him. Thankfully it worked. But you didn't feel the loving you used to feel when you hugged him. That feeling was lost more than a week ago.

That’s right. You lost that fluttery feeling for him awhile ago. The more he yelled and called you useless, the smaller that feeling was till it disappeared. “I’m sorry,” he says weakly. You nod into his shoulder as a way to say it was okay.

You two finally break apart and look at each other for a little while. His eyes were still a pretty crimson red, but they weren’t as pretty as Izuku’s pretty green eyes.

Your eyes widened. Why were you thinking about Izuku? Flushed you quickly leave your exs to head to Izuku’s dorm. Damn… it already feels so weird to call him your ex.

Knocking on his door a few times you waited patiently for him to answer. Barely a few seconds had passed before he quickly opened the door to see you eyes bright with excitement.

“H-hey Y/N! What’s up? Do you need somethi-mmph!”

You grab the collar of his shirt and pull him to kiss him. Your smooth plump lips against his chapped but slightly smoothed lips moved in sync with each other.

Slowly you both walk backwards until he is laying on his bed with you on top of him straddling his waist.

“I like you Izu. I haven’t even realized it till now.”. Staring up at you with wide eyes, Izuku quickly pulled you by the neck with his arms to kiss him again.

“I like you too Y/N…. I’ve always had. I was always jealous and pissed by how Kacchan had you but also how he treated you. You needed to be treated like a Queen.” Smiling at him you slowly lean down and kiss his neck, emitting a small moan to go past his lips.

Here you both were… Naked in Izuku’s bed.

“I will never treat you the way Kacchan did Y/N,” Izuku says while nuzzling your neck.

“I know Izu, I believe you. Can I please stay here tonight and cuddle?” Giggling, he nods and holds you close to him.

The next day everyone was shocked by the sight of you and Izuku holding hands and close to each other. Of course, Katsuki was pissed, but he knew Izuku would treat you better than he could. As for Ochako, she was also jealous, but if Izuku was happy she was happy.

“Thank you Izuku…” He looked at you slightly confused.

“For what?”

“For helping me realize that I’m not useless.”

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Okay was working this for like a week or two but i hope you guys like it

Also didnt proof read but ill do it later :3

#bakugou x reader #poc friendly #izuku midoriya x reader #izuku x black!reader #bakugou x black reader #angst #fluff #izuku fluff #izuku x reader lime #bnha

[animeyanderelover]

This was requested, but the person wanted to be kept anonymous and anonymous they should be kept.

Request: I can’t choose between 31 and 33 for Chrollo. You can choose.

Warnings: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessiveness, obsessiveness, manipulation, threatening, blackmailing, mentions of death, mentions of kidnapping

Prompt 33: “The next time someone touches you, I’ll chop their hands off!”

How long had it taken you to convince him? Weeks? Months? You couldn’t clearly remember, but the only thing you knew was that it was worth all the waiting and ‘favors’ you had to do. But you were finally out again! You were able to see other humans again, not only Chrollo and his troupe! Chrollo was sitting currently in the chair opposite from you, his nose stuck in a book. You on the other hand were busily looking around, taking everything you could see greedily in. The humans surrounding you seemed more interesting to you than every movie in this world, every little action they did made you excited. The cake standing in front of you was long forgotten, the only thing you hungered for was watching people do their daily activities. Chrollo noticed your excited look and chuckled slightly. “Are you really that excited to be here?” You hummed in response, not caring to look at him, too busy with staring at the other costumers in the small coffee shop.

Chrollo narrowed his eyes, clearly not enjoying that you didn’t pay any attention to him. He grabbed one of your hands and squeezed it slightly. You noticed quickly what he wanted and teared your gaze away from the other costumers and towards him. Chrollo gave you a pleased smile. “You seem to like it a bit too much to watch other people. Tell me, am I not enough?” Even though he still had his ‘Prince Charming smile’ you could clearly sense the dangerous undertone in his voice. You knew you had to be careful with your answer now if you didn’t want him to destroy this place. “It isn’t like this! You’re more than enough for me! You’re all I need! I just find the small things people do interesting. I like to pay attention to the small things.” You had started to sweat a bit, hoping he would let this answer count.

For a while he just looked at you before he slightly chuckled. “I’ll let your answer pass for now, but if you like to pay attention to the small things I can guarantee you that I’m much more interesting than all those other persons in here.” With these words he continued to read this book, but he still held your hand in his. You didn’t dare to look away from him, knowing that he wouldn’t be as forgiving the next time and from the small smile he had on his face you knew that he clearly enjoyed it to have your undivided attention. You sighed quietly and grabbed your fork, deciding to eat the piece of strawberry cake in front of you. And it tasted amazing! You knew that Chrollo could give you cake from the best bakers in the country if you would ask him to, but just the fact that this cake was served by a friendly lady who had given you a small smile made this cake taste like heaven. “If you like the cakes here, I’ll make sure to get them whenever you like.”, Chrollo told you without looking away from his book. “That-that sounds great.”, you tried to answer enthusiastically, but you knew that the cake would never taste the same if it wouldn’t be served by a friendly young man or woman who would give you a small smile and tell you to enjoy it. It wouldn’t be the same!

For a few moments you just sat there in silence before you mumbled:”Can I go to the toilets?” Chrollo looked up. “Of course, but before that you have to give me something.” You bit your tongue annoyed. Damn it! You should have expected this! Chrollo had already leaned closer to you, his warm breath hitting your face. You really didn’t want to do this, but this was an emergency. It would also give you a few minutes without him. That was all the motivation you needed. You pressed your lips on his and Chrollo was quick to grab your chin in his fingers to make sure you wouldn’t pull away immediately. He moved his lips greedily against yours and after a too long moment he pulled away. “You can go now.” You huffed angrily and stood up, making your way to the toilets. Everyone else would have used this as a chance to escape, but not you. You weren’t dumb enough to make the same mistake twice. Not after seeing how many lifes he had taken just to find you again... You sighed softly, remembering the times when you had been in love with him, the times were you had thought of him as the perfect boyfriend. But these times were sadly long gone. You relished in the feeling of being alone even if it just was for a few minutes. But sadly you knew that you couldn’t enjoy it too long or else Chrollo would come looking for you. And that was the last thing you wanted! So after you were done, you quickly hurried back, not wanting to make him worry. But somehow you managed to slip on the floor and a short yelp escaped your lips.

You closed your eyes and prepared to greet the floor, but nothing came. Instead you felt something wrapping around your waist. In the first moment you thought it was Chrollo, but when you turned around you were met with an unfamiliar young man. ‘‘Are you alright?’‘, he asked you with a worried expression on his face. ‘‘Thanks to you, I am.’‘, you replied with a grateful smile. The man scratched his neck sheepishly and mumbled:’‘I only did what everyone else would have done when he would have seen a pretty girl like you tripping.’‘ A small blush made it’s way on your face. That guy reminded you a bit of Chrollo when he had been pretending to be just a normal guy. That was probably the reason why you couldn’t help, but look dreamingly at this man. But you came quickly back to reality when you felt a strong arm around your waist and you were pulled against a well build body. ‘‘(y/n), who’s that?’‘ Oh no!

You slowly turned around to look at Chrollo, who was holding you possessively. ‘‘I-I-umm’‘ You didn’t know what to say, unable to form words in shock. ‘‘Is she your girlfriend? Don’t worry, I wasn’t planning to try to make a move on her. I just helped her because she was about to fall on the floor.’‘, the young man tried to calm Chrollo down. You looked at the man. He was so naive just like you were once. ‘‘Is that so?’‘, Chrollo asked with a soothing voice that could have fooled everyone. Only you were able to hear the barely audible dark undertone in it. That’s when you noticed the book he was holding in his hands. The book that had helped him to kill already enough people. You started to panick and glanced at the young man who was still standing there and gave Chrollo a curious look. You wanted to scream at him to run, but that would be useless against Chrollo. ‘‘Start thinking!’‘, you scolded yourself mentally. This man barely looked older than 25 which meant he hadn’t even lived his life yet! Flashbacks came back to you, flashbacks which hunted you until this day in your deepest dreams. All the painful cries, the pleading, screaming and blood. Nothing had proved useful against Chrollo and the troupe. They had killed merciless everyone back then who had helped you to escape in some way. And it had been all your fault. And you had sworn to yourself that that would never happen again. No one should ever die again because of you. Suddenly an idea popped up in your head. The idea didn’t please you at all, but it was a chance to save this man! ‘‘Chrollo...’‘, you called him and tugged on his suit. He turned his gaze away from the man and looked questiongly at you. You gulped the lump in your throat back. It was better to just get it over fastly.

So you quickly slammed your lips against his, hoping it would please him enough to let this man live. For a short second shock was visible on Chrollo’s face. He surely hadn’t expected this, but only moments after you felt him smirking against your lips. He quickly pulled you closer to him so that your bodies were pressed against each other. It was a very heated up kiss and from the corner of your eyes you could notice how everyone was looking at the both of you. Some looked embaressed, some looked disgusted, some jealous and some amused. You felt very embaressed yourself, but you endured for the sake of the boy. After at least a whole minute Chrollo pulled away, having a satisfied expression on his face. You on the other hand were a panting mess and your face was flushed. ‘‘Let’s go now (y/n). I already payed.’‘, Chrollo said with a charming smile and took your hand firmly in his. You hadn’t enough air in your lungs to answer so you just nodded. You had reached your goal, judging from the pleased look on his face. Chrollo quickly dragged you out of the small shop. For a few minutes both of you walked hand in hand in silence. ‘‘(y/n)?’‘, Chrollo suddenly asked. By now you had enough oxygen to answer him again. ‘‘Yes?’’, you asked him hesitantly. ‘‘The next time someone touches you, I’ll chop their hands off!’’

#yandere hunter x hunter #yandere hxh #yandere chrollo #yandere chrollo lucilfer

[13uswntimagines]

Pretty Girl (Christen x Reader)

Request: Christen and reader go to the zoo and reader either works with animals or is just a huge nerd and literally obsess over the animals and christen kinda just falls for her even more

Author’s Note: Special thanks to @literaryhedgehog​! 

You were in your element and Christen was living for it. While she had always been adept at soccer, Animals and Biology were your specialties. You looked so cute in your little safari outfit, and Christen couldn’t help but drop by when she was in town to surprise you, and take one of your legendary tours. Tobin, who had been unlucky enough to be sharing a car with the woman, followed along behind her, not sure how she felt about being dragged along on this excursion. 

“Now if you come over here you can meet Darth Vader!” You said excitedly, pointing to one of the clear cages on the wall, taking a step towards it. 

“He’s a black rat snake, and look at him use the force of his muscles to climb up his exhibit wall. Gravity-defying right? Now do any of you kids know anything about snakes?” You addressed the group of kindergarteners assembled in front of you, listening attentively as some of them piped up about snakes they had seen (and you wholeheartedly ignored the burning gaze of the only two soccer players in the group). 

Most of them got closer to the glass to look at your favorite reptile, but there were always a few who took went to hide behind their moms, who had a tendency to call your snakes either “scary” or “gross.

“The pretty girl on the right is a Ball Python named Snickers,” You smiled, stepping towards the glass. “She’s almost 20 years old, which is the upper end of the lifespan of her species. Though ball python populations are growing rapidly in areas of Florida, they’re actually indigenous to west and central Africa. They’re what we call invasive species- species that invade the habitat and can eat other species that are natural to areas of the Everglades,” You shook your head sadly. “That’s why it’s very important to never release a pet into the wild. It can decrease the quality of their lives but also really hurt native species that are already there” Stupid people releasing pets they should have never had, destroying the environment. 

“Did your girlfriend just call a reptile a pretty girl? Isn’t that her nickname for you?” Tobin joked, nudging Christen’s ribs with her elbow. Christen felt her cheeks turn a little pink. 

“No, I’m superstar,” Christen mumbled, glaring at the chill middy. 

“Hmm, it’s cute how into them she is though,” Tobin smiled. It was amazing how much you lit up around the animals, even if it was a little weird when you called slithery things pretty. You were kinda like Steve Erwin she guessed. 

“You don’t get a Ph. D. if you’re not interested,” Christen laughed, and Tobin nodded. No one wrote a 50-page dissertations on things that bored them. 

“Can you take the guinea pigs out today?” The little girl with pink pigtails looked so hopeful, you almost felt bad that you had to say no. Except that you hated the guinea pigs.

“Sorry I wish I could, but this is the guinea pigs’ day off today.” You saw your coworker Jenni come in and waved her over. “Also my shift just ended. But Jenni here can tell you about anything else in the exhibit you’re curious about!” 

You disentangled yourself from the crowd of youngsters and made your way over to your girlfriend, standing on tiptoe to give her a quick peck on the cheek. “Hey superstar.” 

“Hey, do I finally get your undivided attention?” Christen asked, pulling you into her arms and kissing your lips. You smiled, showing off your dimples as you nodded quickly. 

“Good luck with that around all these… what did you call them? Pretty girls?” Tobin said, facetiously, smirking as she leaned against the wall. She jumped, as a thump sounded behind her. The animal house didn’t have any solid walls, and instead featured glass enclosure. 

“Oh shit, that’s just Milo, he’s kind of an attention whore,” You laughed, pointing to the 36 inch blue racer that had just fallen from his branch to the bottom of the enclosure. 

“He’s gorgeous,” Christen marbled at the bright blue snake, 

“Don’t let him hear you say that. He’ll get a big head,” You smirked at your girlfriend, unable to maintain the serious expression. 

“He’s a snake. They don’t have feelings,” Tobin scoffed, watching as Milo flicked his tongue at her. 

“You just say that because you haven’t met him yet. I have held many a snake and let me tell you, Milo is positively clingy!” 

“Yeah, no thanks,” Tobin started to say, but then Christen piped up. “That’s a great idea! We would love to meet Milo in person, Y/N!” She continued smiling as Tobin elbowed her in the side, and you caught the wicked glint in her eyes. 

“You know, it just so happens that he’s on the schedule for interaction today!” You smiled giddily at your girlfriend, dancing in place for a second before flipping through your keys for Milo’s enclosure. 

“Hey pretty boy, wanna say hi? I got some nice people that really wanna meet you and pet your beautiful scales,” You said, stroking his neck a few times to get his attention. The snake slowly began moving forward, encouraged by your warm, steady hands and you carefully picked him up and set him on your shoulders to support his spine. 

“I thought your girlfriend was a Gryffindor. Aren’t Slytherins the ones who can talk to snakes?” Tobin whispered, using your girlfriend as a shield from the snake. 

“That’s a common misconception. It’s heirs of Slytherin who can talk to snakes, but who's to say that all of Slytherin’s descendants would choose to be there?” You smiled sideways at the woman, not quite taking your attention from the blue noodle wrapping around your wrist. 

“If you come closer you can see his scales shimmer in the light. He just shed last week, so they’re really pretty right now.” 

Christen took a slow step towards you, looking more at your loving gaze than at Milo. It was incredible how calm he was with you, and the care you clearly had for him. 

“Gorgeous,” She said, her fingers coming up to just barely fun her fingers over the cold reptile. He brought his head up to stare in her direction. She froze. 

“It’s alright Chris. He’s just checking you out,” You hummed, lifting the snake slightly and bringing him within reach of your girlfriend if he wanted to go to her. “Can you blame him? They don’t call them foxii for nothing,”

“You say that like he isn’t contemplating how long he would have to starve himself to eat you both,”

“Sounds like you’ve been reading too many clickbait articles. Actually blue racers are foragers, not active hunters,” You raised your eyebrows at the clearly terrified midfielder, feeling comfortable enough with Christen watching Milo to take your eyes off of him. “But I’ll put him back if he makes you feel uncomfortable.”

You brought Milo back to the door of his enclosure, waiting for him to decide he wanted to head back in and being careful to unwind him from your nametag (he always liked to play in your lanyard), he flicked his tongue at you and you took it as a thanks for patently untangling his tail. You locked up the door before standing up straight. 

 You took your girlfriend’s hand and began to lead her from the room. “Come on, lets go to the insectary, I know the gal who works there will let us hold Dot if we ask nicely.”

“Who’s Dot?”

“A super adorable curly-haired tarantula,” you said, grinning, intentionally not looking behind you to see the source of the gagging noise. 

“Why can’t you think normal things are cute like giraffes or elephants or like literally anything else,” Tobin huffed, crossing her arms. She should have listened to Sonnet when she warned her about visiting you at the zoo. At least you hadn’t tried to introduce her to Spike the giant snapping turtle. 

“You’re mean,” you said, turning to stick your tongue out at Tobin over your shoulder. 

“Well I think you’re cute, so I think that makes up for it,” Christen smirked. Sure, you liked the less conventional animals, but seeing you with them made her fall for you just a little bit more.

“I love you,” You melted, leaning in and kissing your girlfriend softly.

“Love you too babe. Now let’s go get me introduced to Dot,”

#uswnt x reader #uswnt imagine #uswnt imagines #christen press x reader #christen press imagine

[psychedelic-ink]

This is my commission for @some-piece ! Thank you so much for commissioning me once again and oh my god I hope you like this because I certainly enjoyed writing it! 

Pairing: Law x chubby!fem!reader x Zoro

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Drama

Word count: 5 k

Warning: Fingering, anal, dirty talking, threesome 

Summary: You, Law and Zoro go to visit Franky and Robin on Christmas everyone is there including Sanji. Zoro’s and Sanji’s constant bickering annoys Law and you so the two of you hatch a plan to end it all.

Commissions | Ko-Fi

There was a reason why you never invited anyone to your place and it was a good one. It wasn’t one reason though, it was two. 

And the two reasons were standing right infront of you. 

“Stop eating the appetizers you damn moss head!”

“For the love of god could you go bother someone else! Shitty curly ass eyebrow!” 

“What did you just say!?”

Taking in a deep breath you apologetically looked at both Robin and Franky, you felt like you had brought a toddler who just wouldn’t settle down. But the older couple seemed to be happy with this since they both laughed along with Zoro and Sanji’s immature fighting. But sadly you and Law couldn’t be as cheerful, the two of you had grown tired of the constant bickering of the two at every goddamn gathering. It was embarrassing, especially since the both of them had no filter at all. 

The evening continued, it was nice seeing everyone else, honestly the gathering of all your friends was the only reason you appreciated Christmas. Luffy was constantly shoving appetizers in his mouth, Usopp was talking about his new book with Franky, Robin and Nami were happily gossiping, you and Law were mingling, everything could be considered great but of course Zoro and Sanji’s constant fighting put you in a sour mood. Law placed his arm around your shoulder and pulled you close, his warmth calmed you but you couldn’t stop from sighing constantly. 

“I’m sorry,” you mumbled, looking at your raven haired partner. “I’m really enjoying myself but I just can’t seem to zone them out, they’re like mosquitos constantly buzzing in my ear.” 

Law glared at the two, he had no idea why but Sanji had his foot against Zoro’s face. 

“I get what you mean.” he muttered. “Hey dumbass!” he shouted. Zoro flinched and turned his gaze from Sanji’s foot to him. “You promised not to do this. Again.” he hissed between clenched teeth. 

You couldn’t see Law’s expression but you were positive that he was gesturing towards you with his eyes, which you had no issues with since you just wanted the mosquitos to stop quarrelling. Zoro’s eyes went between you and Law, finally he pushed Sanji’s foot away from his face and clicked his tongue in annoyance as he walked towards the two of you. 

“Yeah listen to you boyfriend.” Sanji cooed as Zoro left. 

At that moment both you and Law knew that there was no way Zoro was going to spend the evening with the two of you. Beet read, Zoro turned back on his heel and they resumed their shout race they had with each other. You buried your face into Law’s chest as the two of you groaned. 

“Yeah there’s no way they’re going to stop anytime soon,” Law said, annoyance latched into his voice. “Maybe we could distract them or something?” 

“Zoro has a one track mind, I doubt we can distract the beast after he’s been awakened…” After a moment of silence a smile spread across your lips. “But I do have an idea that might work. We might not be able to distract Zoro but we can distract Sanji.” 

“With what exactly? I already share you with one man, I ain’t sharing you with another.” 

You laughed at the pure seriousness of his tone. 

“No not like that but we could act like the most nauseating lovesick couple ever and annoy the hell out of him.” 

“Are you sure that would work?” Law questioned raising an eyebrow. 

“We’ll never know until we try my sugar bear.” 

Law looked at you and as soon as you made eye contact with him you both started to laugh. 

“There’s no way we’re going to get through this without laughing,” Law said wiping a tear. “If you ever with all seriousness call me sugar bear I will dump you.” 

“Please do so, that just felt wrong.” 

But even if both of your stomachs churned each time you made kissy faces and called cute little nicknames at each other, you continued your attempt to distract Sanji. Surprisingly, you both managed to do it without breaking into a laughing fit and you could tell that Sanji was starting to get annoyed. The fact that Zoro was in a couple and he wasn’t (maybe he could find someone if he just stopped drooling over every goddamn woman he saw) just made him angry in a petty way. 

Honestly you’ve never seen Sanji like this before, he usually just called Zoro names or made fun of his hygiene but this Sanji, a Sanji enraged in seeing a lovey dovey couple at every corner… it frightened you. Of course he couldn’t say anything to you so that meant he focused all that rage towards Zoro which was the exact opposite of what both you and Law wanted. They started to get more violent, more verbal and to be completely honest their behavior threatened to ruin your whole mood. 

You were hoping that dinner would be the solution to everything, everyone was gathered around the table, the smell of Sanji’s cooking enticing everyone's noses and stomachs. Momentarily you saw Sanji, he was oddly calm and much like the Cheshire cat  his lips were spread out in a grin. Your stomach dropped at his expression, the cook had his gaze fixated on Zoro who was sitting right next to you, calmly scooping mashed potatoes into his plate. Law was on your other side and gently you nudged him with your knee, he followed your gaze and locked his eyes on Sanji as well. Ever so faintly you could hear the tattooed doctor groan. 

“Zoro, how does it feel to not be able to make your girlfriend happy?” he asked, humming. “How does it feel to need another man’s help to satisfy her?” 

Your mouth fell open at his words, never could you imagine Sanji hitting Zoro below the belt like that. Quickly your eyes switched towards Zoro, if looks could kill Sanji would be dead by now, he dropped the spoon and stood up, the chair falling to the ground as he did so. Law had his hand on your leg, his thumb going in circles as he tried to soothe your nerves. Everyone was dead silent and was holding their breaths. What would Zoro do? He would fight back obviously? Sanji was still smiling at him as Zoro’s glare intensified. 

Then Zoro did the unimaginable. He walked away. 

That seemed to take Sanji by surprise because momentarily you could see his smug look wavering and for a short moment you could see regret. But that didn’t stop you from lashing out. 

“Good job Sanji.” you spat. “Are you happy now?” 

“I...I…” 

Before the cook could finish his sentence you stomped away and went to find Zoro, Law followed you after excusing himself from the table. You could hear Nami scolding Sanji but you didn’t care about that right now. The only thing you cared about was Zoro, he already wasn’t the most comfortable about the relationship and Sanji had hit him right where it hurt. You searched the house for the green haired man, he was in none of the guest bedrooms, finally the two of you heard a groan and followed the angry mumbling. You saw light coming from a door that was cracked open and well behold Zoro was in the third guest bedroom. 

 “How did you end up here?” Law asked, genuinely curious. 

Zoro flinched at the voice and turned to stare at the both of you, quickly you closed the door as you entered the spacious toilet. 

“I...don’t know.” Zoro grunted, turning his gaze back to the mirror. 

You noticed droplets of water dripping down his face, it was clear that he was trying to calm himself down and honestly you were impressed by his tenacity. You placed your hand gently on his back, just as you were leaning in to check on his face he pushed you back. You gasped, surprised that he pushed you away. It wasn’t a strong shove but it still took you by surprise, Law took a step forward with his eyebrow furrowed as he glared at Zoro. 

“What do you think you’re doing?” he asked. “Don’t take your anger out on y/n.” 

“He’s right.” 

“What?” you asked, your heart braking at the tone of Zoro’s voice. 

Zoro averted his eyes and as a plea for help you glanced at Law. He sighed and placed his hand on Zoro’s broad shoulder. 

“Look at me.” Law said firmly, Zoro, hesitant, lifted his gaze back up to face him. “You love y/n don’t you?”

Zoro nodded. 

“You love me too right?” 

Zoro sighed but nodded again. 

“See this isn’t about not being able to satisfy y/n, the three of us love each other. Sanji was just trying to piss you off and you know that.” 

“Yeah.” you chimed in also taking a step forward. “It’s also kind of our fault since we edged him on with the lovey dovey crap.” 

“Really? I haven’t noticed.” 

“Yeah well, you were busy trying to choke Sanji.” Law said, an amused smile on his lips. 

You also broke out into a smile when you saw Zoro finally giving in and chuckling. It looked like Law managed to get through his thick skull of his, taking a step forward you planted a soft kiss on Zoro’s cheek, he seemed surprised by that and gave you a confused look. 

“That’s for not losing your shit in front of everyone.” 

A faint shade of red colored his cheeks, Law patted Zoro on the shoulder and laughed. 

“Yeah good job! You somewhat kept your promise to y/n and me.” 

“We’re still annoyed at you though.” you said, pouting. 

Law nodded at your statement. Zoro sighed and rolled his eyes, it was nice to see him starting to relax. You knew well that he always felt calmer with the two of you, and even though that could be said for the three of you it was especially true for Zoro since he wasn’t the most emotionally open person in the relationship. 

Every beautiful rose has its thorns but when it came to Zoro it was worth it. 

“How about we go back,” Law said, gently pushing Zoro towards the door. “I bet everyone is worried.” 

You followed them both with a smile, Zoro had groaned a bit to Law’s statement but didn’t resist. When Law opened the door the three of you were surprised to see Sanji there, the blond flinched and quickly hit something behind his back, taking a step back he nervously started to tap his feet. 

“I-I wanted to apologize,” he stuttered. “To all three of you, what I said was in bad taste.” 

You locked eyes with Law and you could see in his gold orbs that he was as equally shocked as you were. Quickly your gaze fell back to Sanji who had his eyes locked to Zoro. 

“Yeah it was.” Zoro grumbled as he crossed his arms in front of him. 

“I especially wanted to apologize to you Zoro, I...I was just being an asshole.” he took in a deep breath. “I didn’t mean what I said, so here.” 

Quickly Sanji pulled out what he had stashed behind his back and shoved it into Zoro’s chest, both you and Law peered over his shoulders to see what it was, much to your surprise it was a present. Zoro raised his eyebrow and gave Sanji a confused look as he held the gift. 

“I got everyone a little something for Christmas, this is your present. I really didn’t want to make you upset, especially on Christmas.” Sanji said, stuffing his hands into his pockets. 

Zoro sighed and started to tore away the wrapping paper. Your curiosity grew. 

“Just because you bought me something doesn’t me— WHAT THE FUCK?” 

Zoro’s hands were shaking as he held a black shiny box, Karuizawa Vintage Single Cask Malt Whisky was written on top of it in gold. Behind it there were big red kanji symbols that you had no idea what it meant but apparently it was a big deal because Zoro’s hands were shaking and his mouth was agape. 

“Ohh fancy.” you here Law humming. 

“How did you get this you dumbass?” Zoro blurted out his eyes back on Sanji, the cook seemed amused by Zoro’s reaction. “Did you sell an organ or something?” 

“I have my connections,” Sanji replied with a smirk. “I’m guessing you like your present?” 

“You’re such a piece of shit you know that right?” 

From Sanji’s expression you could see that he wasn’t expecting that, his eyebrow twitched but he quickly took a deep breath and walked away muttering something about ungrateful moss heads. Zoro smirked and called out to him as he left. 

“Thank you!” 

Without glancing at their direction Sanji waved and disappeared from view. Your eyes went between the supposedly expensive bottle and Zoro, you could swear you could see sparkles in his eyes. 

“Should we leave you two alone?” you asked, teasing. 

“Oh shut up,” Zoro replied, hugging the bottle. “Alright let’s go back.” 

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You let yourself fall on to the bed, it dipped under your weight and you sighed happily at the coziness of it. Franky and Robin sure as hell knew how to spoil guests. The rest of the night had gone, much to your pleasure, swimmingly. Sure Sanji and Zoro bickered now and then but it was more on the soft side, you could tell Sanji was holding back his vulgar mouth and Zoro’s teasing had become more playful after receiving the very expensive bottle of japanese whisky. 

Law quickly made his way to the shower, despite looking like a homeless college student he did shower quite often and Zoro had laid down on his stomach right next to you. He placed a kiss on your cheek, and grazed his lips against your skin making you giggle at the sensation. 

“Hey y/n,” Zoro whispered, his lips inching closer to your ear. “Let’s have sex.” 

“What?” you snorted. “Why now?” 

Zoro propped himself on his elbow and came closer to you, you could easily sniff the alcohol coming from his breath, a devilish smile spread across his lips. 

“The cook is next door, let’s make some noise.” 

“For the love of god Zoro,” you groaned. “This is you master plan to annoy him? It’s a pretty shit one. Besides you know I don’t moan.” 

“Come on, for me?”

“No,” you said again, furrowing your eyebrows. “Besides I don’t want to be included in this childish game.” 

Zoro flashed you a grin as he climbed on top of you and you rolled your eyes as you guessed what was going to come next. 

“Fine I’ll just have to make you moan then.”

“Yeah good luck with that.” 

He ignored your annoyed tone and snuck his hands under your shirt, his lips latched to your neck, Zoro’s fingers traced your body as you continued to lay down on your back. You let out a shaky breath when his hands brushed over your nipples. Zoro started to squeeze and knead you breasts, it felt good of course and small whines left you but that was pretty much as far as noise making went for you. 

Zoro left open mouthed kisses as he rolled up your shirt, exposing your breasts, he took a hold of each nipple and started to roll the sensitive nubs between his fingers. Your back arched with his touch, and he nibbled on your flushed neck. 

“Come on I want to hear you.” he muttered against your skin. 

But your lips were sealed shut, Zoro clicked his tongue in annoyance. Swiftly he lifted you up and pulled down your sweatpants followed with your underwear, you gasped when he shoved in two fingers. 

“You’re so wet,” he said, his voice hoarse. “Look how easy I can slide my fingers in to you y/n.” 

Your back arched as he fiercely started to thrust his digits in and out of you, your heart was beating madly in your chest as you let out shaky breaths. Zoro disappeared between your trembling legs and left a trail of open mouthed kisses up your thigh, occasionally he would nibble on your soft flesh as he traveled towards your heat. 

You weren’t going to lie, the man was really going all out for you to make some noise. 

“Zoro…” you whispered as you felt his breath ghosting over your clit, his fingers still thrusting in and out of you. 

“That’s a good start,” he chuckled. “But how about we get a bit louder?” 

Before you could snap back with a snarky remark, he wrapped his lips around your clit and started to suck on the already overly sensitive nub. Zoro hummed as he tasted you, your juices overflowing around his fingers. The lewd noises echoing inside of the room turned you on even more, your whole body shivered and you bit your bottom lip. You placed a hand behind his head and started to roll your hips accordingly to the rhythm of his sinful fingers. 

You weren’t sure but it felt as Zoro was smiling at you for slowly coming undone, he continued to suck, nibble and push in your clit with his tongue. He scissored his fingers inside of your, spreading your insides, searching for that sweet spot that he was sure that would make you scream. 

Too bad that you were one stubborn woman. 

Your toes curled, you flinched, trembled, occasionally whined and whispered his name but that was pretty much it. Zoro gradually became more annoyed at your silence, suddenly he pulled out his fingers strings of your juices following his digits, you gasped at the sudden emptiness. You glanced up at him and noticed that he was glaring at you, you raised an eyebrow to that. 

“This shouldn’t be a surprise to you.” you said, challenging his glare. 

“We’ll see about that.” he growled and shoved down his sweatpants, his cock slapped against his abdomen and needless to say you were impressed by his stubbornness. 

Zoro grabbed your hips and squeezed your love handles, aligning his cock with your hole he buried himself inside of you with one swift motion. Your eyes teared up a bit by the sudden feeling of being stretched out, your back arched and you gasped for air. Without giving you a chance to adjust he continuously slammed his hips in and out of you, your breasts bouncing and hitting you in the chest with each thrust. 

“Just make some noise woman.” Zoro grunted as he leaned in and buried his face into your neck, biting and sucking on your skin. 

You closed your eyes and started to lose yourself in the bliss, you couldn’t care less about Zoro’s ambition to make you scream and shout, you were just going to enjoy the ride. Just as you were losing yourself you opened your eyes back up as you heard a faint creak of a door opening. 

Law came out of the bathroom and steam followed him, with a white towel loosely wrapped around his waist, he was dabbing the excess water out of his hair with another towel. Momentarily he glanced at the top of you, unfazed he continued to dry his hair. An idea popped into your head and before Zoro realized that Law was out you furiously started to wiggle your eyebrows at him, he noticed and gave you a puzzled look. You turn your head to the night stand and look at the lube with such intensity that it looked like you were trying to summon the bottle to move towards you. Law understood the message, of course he did, he understood everything and with a grin he quickly grabbed the lube and dropped the towel flashing you a glimpse of his semi erect cock. 

You watched as he stood behind Zoro, pouring a generous amount of lube over his fingers, he spread Zoro’s cheeks and pushed in the tip of his two fingers. Zoro immediately jolted up and his thrusting slowed down, he turned enough to see that Law was behind him. 

“What the hell?” he hissed. 

“I want to join in on the fun too.” Law hummed.

Grabbing Zoro’s chin with his free hand, he pushed his finger deeper as he grazed his lips over Zoro’s. A smile spread across your face when you saw how red Zoro was getting as he parted his lips, wanting a kiss from Law. But instead of a kiss, Law smirked instead and curled his fingers, stealing a rather loud moan from Zoro. 

“Tell me what you want Zoro.” he whispered, his voice dripping with lust. 

Zoro swallowed as his eyes widened, you could swear you could hear his heart racing in his chest, you licked your lips at the sight and felt yourself becoming slicker at the scene playing in front of you. Unwillingly your insides clamped around Zoro’s cock and he let out a soft whimper. 

“Kiss me.” he breathed out, his voice trembling. 

Law placed his lips over Zoro’s, you watched intently as Zoro parted his lips allowing Law to slide his tongue inside. He moaned into the kiss and he slowly started to roll his hips, making you throw your head back as his shaft grazed against your puffy clit. Law continued to suck on Zoro’s tongue as he scissored his fingers inside of him, preparing Zoro for what was about to come. You could feel Zoro quivering inside of you, your mouth watered knowing how good he was feeling. 

Law broke the kiss and with a string of saliva connecting them he grinned at Zoro’s flustered state. He pulled out his fingers and Zoro whined at the loss of them, Law gently placed a kiss on the side of Zoro’s chin and aligned himself with his hole. With both hands squeezing Zoro’s hips, he started to push in. Zoro gasped at the feeling of being stretched open and his cock twitched inside of you. Law clenched his teeth. 

“You’re still so damn tight Zoro,” he breathed out. “I need to fuck you more often.” 

As a reply, Zoro let out a groan, you chuckled at that and saw Law move up his hands towards Zoro’s chest, he grabbed both of his breasts and squeezed them. Your eyes widened as Zoro’s back arched and let out a throaty moan. Law started to play with Zoro’s nipples, rolling the erect nubs between his slender fingers and pulling them occasionally. Zoro’s head fell back and Law continued to push in until he was fully sheathed. 

Law let out a shaky breath and decorated Zoro’s skin with open mouthed kisses, his hands fell back to Zoro’s hips and he pushed the green haired man forward so he would drop on all fours. Zoro’s face was an inch away from yours and his hands were on each side of your head. He was breathing heavily, the scent of alcohol and yourself still lingering in his breath. Pushing yourself up you captured Zoro’s lips with a kiss, you felt Law starting to thrust in and out of him, effectively making Zoro thrust in and out of you as well. Zoro moaned into your mouth as you sucked on his bottom lip, wanting to hear more of him you let go of his intoxicating lips. 

Zoro’s tongue lolled out of his mouth as Law’s thrusts became more intense, sweet moans left him nonstop, you could relate to him, getting fucked by Law was no easy task. The noise of skin slapping against skin was like a sweet serenade to your tainted ears, each time Law thrusted, Zoro thrusted deeper into you. You clawed Zoro’s back, you couldn’t stop watching him, Zoro was looking down at you between half lidded eyes, his cheeks a beet red and his tongue dangling with each thrust, his moans were gradually becoming louder. 

“Ahh...ahh...Law…” he mewled, pushing back into the doctor. “This is too much.” his voice trembled and you could swear you could see his eyes glistening with tears. 

“I’m just starting Zoro.” Law purred and as a demonstration he pulled his hips all the way back  and snapped them back, pushing his throbbing cock in all at once. 

Law rammed his cock into Zoro’s deepest parts and it was just too much for him to handle. You could tell that he hated how good Law was making him feel, hated how he couldn’t stay quiet and hated how he was already coming undone by Law slamming into him, lewd noises of his balls slapping against his flushed skin was enough to make him want to disappear. 

Lost in the pleasure, Zoro didn’t notice Law grabbing his green hair. He pulled at Zoro’s hair, and as a response his hiss could be heard. 

With each thrust Law was able to rip a throaty moan from Zoro, he buried his face into the crook of your neck. Without a hint of shame in his voice Zoro screamed out, he moaned, he groaned and he begged Law to let him cum. 

His voice echoed throughout the whole goddamn house and by the end of the night everyone would know who was making him feel good. A wicked smirk spread across Law’s lips. 

“Law!” Zoro shouted, his voice echoing. 

“Yeah that’s right, scream my name.” Law teased, grinning at you and winking. 

Zoro didn’t reply and instead continued to moan out Law’s name, he sometimes even moaned yours as well, his arms trembled as he struggled to keep himself up so he wouldn’t end up squashing you. You felt yourself growing closer and closer to your orgasm, Zoro’s cock throbbed inside of you, his length now drenched in your juices, you slightly lifted your hips so he could hit that special spot inside of you, normally you would ask but you weren’t sure he could even hear you over his own moans at this point. 

Also wanting revenge for earlier, you lifted yourself up as much as you could, you licked a stripe down Zoro’s neck and ended on his breasts, with one hand you rolled his erect nipples between your fingers and with your mouth you sucked on the other one. 

“Y/n what are you— Ahh!” 

You bit into the sensitive nub and violently sucked on it, Zoro shivered and pressed his chest further into your face. He always did like to have his nipples teased. Your tongue went in circles, the way he whimpered and moaned on top of you made you want to tease him further. You took another bite and sucked, hoping to leave a mark. Falling back you witnessed your masterpiece, even now you could see a dark circle forming around Zoro’s nipple. Just as you were going to suck on the other one, you were pushed back as Zoro basically fell on top of you. Momentarily your gaze landed on Law, he was looking down at both of you, his eyes dark with lust.  

Law’s grip on Zoro’s hips tightened, his movement grew sloppier as he chased his own orgasm. Law flashed you one last grin before plunging himself deep into Zoro groaning, as he came and of course him plunging into Zoro meant that Zoro was burying himself into your deepest parts as well, you saw white as you came, you juices dripping on to the sheets. Zoro was twitching inside of you, his mouth wide open and his eyes crossed as he screamed out Law’s name over and over again. 

Law pulled Zoro out of you, his cock was still hard as a rock. Law motioned you to get on your knees, which you did, Law wrapped his fingers around Zoro’s cock and stroked him until he was cumming all over your face, thick ropes of cum shooting out of him. Your eyelashes felt heavy with his cum, you darted his tongue out and gave it a little taste, it was bittersweet. You looked up to gaze at Zoro, he seemed completely out of it, he was still panting looking down at you with awe, you grinned and stuck your tongue out showing him that his seed was still lingering in your mouth. He shivered. 

“Let’s get you into a shower.” Law said as pulled out, softly slapping him in the ass. 

Without saying anything Zoro let Law and you guide him to the bathroom, his cheeks were still beet red. 

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Breakfast was certainly more entertaining, at least it was entertaining for you and Law, Zoro much like an embarrassed child kept his gaze on his plate, Sanji on the other hand...he couldn’t even look at either of you. Whenever he did, he would look away and blush. It was amusing to see them both so silent, it pleased you. 

And of course it pleased Law as well. 

Law wrapped his arm around Zoro’s shoulder and placed the weight of his body on to him, forcing him to press down further into the chair. Zoro let out a yelp, you hadn’t noticed right away but it seemed like Zoro couldn’t quite sit down right, both you and Law chuckled as all eyes turned to the three of you. Your poor green haired partner blushed and tried to cover up his yelp with a cough, this seemed to work on all of them except for Sanji who was now blushing furiously as he excited the kitchen. 

Zoro’s master plan had worked after all.  

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