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strniohoeee · 4 months

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oooo okay what i'm boutta request may sound crazy but

could you do a fluffy fic where it's all in matt's pov and he has a huge crush on the reader and he's so anxious around her and nick puts it together that matt is in love with the reader and one day they're hanging and matt's nervous around the reader and the reader is worried and asks matt what wrong and like after being so scared and shy matt blurts out he's in love with the reader and has been for a while and it turns out reader is in love with matt too and boom they kiss and become boyfriend and girlfriend

Dreaming

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Plagued by the constant nervousness Y/N makes Matt feel he takes to his journal. Afraid that his feelings are one sided he keeps it quiet until Y/N confronts him 📝

Warnings⚠️: None, kinda short??? I hope you enjoy tho🤞🏽

Song for the imagine: Ivy- Frank Ocean

I thought that I was dreaming

When you said you loved me

The start of nothin

I had no chance to prepare

Matt’s POV

Entry #14

Writing this down seems embarrassing because this isn’t something I do, but I have no one to talk to. I think that I’m falling in love? No! I know I’m in love, but does she love me back is the million dollar question.

I don’t crush on girls often, but when a girl is as gorgeous as Y/N how can I not? Everything about her draws me to her….like a moth to a flame. An ache comes to my heart everytime I see her because she’s so close yet so far away.

I was never shy around a girl I liked, but there’s something about her….I can’t explain it. Her dark intense eyes, her soft face, her gorgeous smile, her nails always perfectly shaped. Long but not too long just enough to capture someone’s gaze. The way she’d blink faster and bite her pointer finger nail when she was thinking hard about something.

Her ring clattered fingers, like ice to my skin when she’d grab my arm to tell me something. I mean her laugh…..always covering her mouth because she hated the face she’d make as she let laughter erupt from her chest.

She was always laughing too and it made me smile just to hear the joy come out of her. I’m not really sure when I started to like her, but it just happened. One day her looks and her touches made me nervous. It was a gradual liking that suddenly hit me like a ton of bricks.

She’s also our best friend, so admitting my feelings to her seems a bit dicey. I was never given any notion that she liked me more than a friend, unless she’s good at hiding it. I can’t fathom losing her as a friend because of my stupid feelings.

I guess time will tell…

-Matt

“Matt what the fuck are you doing?” Nick says barging into my room. Causing me to slam my book shut and snap my head up at him

“Nothing. I’m writing” I said placing the book on my lap

“We’ve been calling your name for a while….Y/N thought you weren’t here or anything” he said laughing

“Y/N’s here?” I asked my eyebrows perking up

“Uh yeah” he said furrowing his brows at me

“And she was looking for me?” I asked scratching the back of my neck

“Well we were all looking for you….What's going on?” Nick asked looking at me sideways

“Nothing nothings going on” I said shaking my head

“Okayyy then” he said raising his eyebrows

I threw my book on the bed and stood up stretching and patting Nick on the shoulder

“I’ll be in living room” I replied walking out my bedroom door

Unbeknown to Matt his journal had propped open on his bed. Showcasing the entry he just wrote, and Nick raised his eyebrows. Truly enticed by what he was writing

“Nick this is wrong” the boy said to himself

He trotted over to the bed and shook his head…thinking he shouldn’t, but he couldn’t help himself. Matt was acting weird lately and he figured the reason would be within these pages.

Looking over to see if anyone was near the door he let a breath of air out as he grabbed the book and looked down.

His eyes popping out of his head at what he was reading. Holy shit? My brother is in love with our best friend? He thought to himself

The way he described her had Nick's eyes scanning the page rapidly looking for more. How did Y/N not realize how head over heels this kid was for her….

But then he thought and things started to add up. Nervous around Y/N randomly, avoiding eye contact, getting embarrassed easily, catching him stare at Y/N always….

He knew it! All along Nick knew that his brother had a thing for Y/N, and he feels kind of dumb that it took him this long to realize why his brother was acting so weird.

Nick shut the book and placed it back on the bed. His heart racing with this new information that he was not supposed to know about.

Matt’s POV

Y/N had come over for our monthly movie night. Since our friendship started one night every month we binge watched all types of movies.

Y/N called it her stay relevant with current pop culture night. I just think she liked movies and needed a good excuse to keep us seated for hours on end.

Before playing our first movie we decided to eat dinner. Chris offered to cook and we all scurried away from the kitchen. Opting for McDonald’s instead.

“What movies are you planning for tonight?” Chris asked Y/N

“I’m not sure I think we should start with something sad and then build our way up to scary and then romance and then comedy” she said taking a sip of her drink

“What’s your idea of sad?” Nick asked her

“Now I wouldn’t say it’s sad, but it seems alt and creepy and it has a deep message” she began to say

“You’re such a weirdo” Chris said cutting her off

“Hey! Let her say the movie” I butt in sticking my hand out to stop Chris

“Thanks Matt, it’s requiem for a dream” she said looking at me

“Never heard of it” Nick said

“Yeah me neither” Chris replied

“Well it’s about drug addicts who are trying to find ways to get their next high, but it all starts to go wrong and it’s supposedly really good” she said getting excited

We all kind of looked at her. Me enticed and Nick and Chris bored

“Nick and Chris are looking at me like I’m crazy, but how about you Matt?” She asked looking over at me

“Hmm?” I replied looking at her

“The movie? Want to watch it?” She asked

“Uhh yeah, sure” I said smiling at her

“See! This is why you’re my favorite” he said leaning over and hugging me while laughing

Instantly her touch made me stiffen up. I was becoming nervous and my voice was straining far from me. All I could do was offer a pat to her arm and a smile.

Her eyebrows furrow at this and I mentally smack myself in the head. What the fuck was that? I thought

We cleaned up our wrappers and headed back to the couch

“Matt sit by me?” Y/N asked me patting the empty spot next to her

“Okay” I blurted out nervously

I sat down next to her, stiff like a board might I add. Not really letting my body touch hers as my breathing began to quicken in my chest.

Everything about this situation was making me so fucking nervous. How she mindlessly situated herself, often brushing her leg or hand against me and offering soft “sorries” to which I replied with a shake to my head.

We began the movie and it was actually very interesting. Keeping my eyes locked in the whole time, and scratching my head at the plot.

However I kept noticing Y/N glancing over at me. Making me swallow thickly as anxiety crept up the back of my neck.

She wasn’t even doing anything and my body was reacting. My leg started to shake and I mindlessly started to bite the inside of my lip.

“Hey you okay?” Y/N leaned over and whispered in my ear

“Yeah yeah I’m okay” I replied quickly glancing at her

“You seem a bit on edge today” she said back

“What? Me? No” I replied a bit confused

“Well okay” she said sitting back against the couch

What the fuck was I doing? The anxiety is becoming too much. I decided to stand up and head outside for a breeze and to clear my mind.

Nick had watched Matt walk outside, furrowing his brows and looking over at Y/N who’s eyes had followed where Matt was going.

A smile grew on nicks face and he began to speak

“I think you should see what’s wrong with him” Nick said to Y/N

“He seemed a bit on edge I don’t want to make him mad” she replied looking over at the boy

“No he’s just got some things on his mind I think you talking to him would be better than one of us” he replied to her

She nodded her head and offered him a small smile.

She got up and headed outside

Matt’s POV

I sat on a lawn chair looking at the trees moving in the breeze. My thoughts interrupted when I heard the creak of the back door

“Matt?” I heard from behind me

“Yeah?” I replied looking over my shoulder

“What’s wrong? You seem off” she said sitting next to me

“Nothings wrong I promise” I replied smiling at her

“You’re lying” she said staring blankly at me

“Okay fine….just a bit of anxiety is all” I replied

“That was the half truth…what’s really going on” she said rolling her eyes at me

“You wouldn’t get it” I replied looking back at the trees

“Matt, come on. We tell each other everything” she says groaning

“But this I want to keep to myself” I said rubbing my eyes

“But if it’s making you anxious you should just say it” she said back to me

“I don’t know how to say it” I said turning and looking at her

“Oh sure you do come on” she said egging me on

“It’s just I am so madly in love with you, and I have been for a while. And I don’t know that you feel the same way and I can’t risk losing a friendship over this. But everytime I see you it’s like my body is on fire and my chest aches for you. Everything about you is gorgeous and amazing and I can’t help myself from falling more and more each day” I blurted out

“Matt….I….I like you so much. And I thought the lingering touches and the glances would give you an idea. But I figured I was creeping you out” she said laughing a bit

“No. You were making me nervous” I replied laughing too

Without a second thought Y/N pressed her lips to mine, and at first it took me by surprise. But then my right hand laid on her cheek as I pressed my lips against hers.

This kiss was better than I could have ever imagined. It was like we were made for each other. Her soft lips made my skin melt as the stars aligned above us.

I pulled away and looked at her before smiling at her

“Can I….can I be your boyfriend?” I asked smiling at her

“Yes Matt! 100 times yes” she replied before crashing her lips to mine again

A beautiful kiss under the clear night sky…just like a movie<3

The End

HIIIIII hope yall enjoyed this one🥹🖤🖤 I got many more requests to pump out, so stay tuned! Love yall dearly 🤭🖤🖤

-J💅🏽

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fueledbysano · 2 years

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𝐒𝐎 𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 sano manjiro

you were supposed to have a sleepover with your best friend, but end up right across the hall— in her brother's bedroom.

♱ pairing: mikey x fem!reader

♱ content/warnings: MATURE. high sexual tension, virginity loss, cunnilingus, vaginal sex, soft sex w mikey ♡

♱ a/n: a lil late but happy birthday to our short king, the loml, and our babyboy.

𓆩♡𓆪 for my favorite manjiro lovers, @manjiroscum @blueparadis @saturnandhope @munsonsins @domineer @dearmanjiro @tokrxv and all you mikey apologists and loyalists muah <3

At this point, you already know your way around the Sano household by heart. How could you not when your best friend, Emma is very welcoming with your visits. From casual after school hang outs to sleepovers, you can consider this house your second home from how often you came over.

But she's not the only person in the house who welcomes you oh so warmly. Emma has three fine brothers— all of whom are gang leaders and you just happen to catch the eye of the youngest one, Mikey.

He picked up a habit of slinging an arm over your shoulders in greeting everytime you come over, often because he liked the way you react to his touch; may it be a cute yelp, or a sweet smile.

Emma, however, shoo's and yells at him to “annoy his own friends” everytime Mikey interrupts your plans. This is something you've grown accustomed to and didn't mind at all, as you personally find Mikey cute. How could you not when you always see him so cozy and adorable?

The first time you saw him in a fit tank top and sweatpants had your insides churning and heart pulsating on the spot. He soon started to pick up on the time of your visits, and he'd discard the top altogether and purposely leave the door to his room open, leaving you the opportunity to take a glimpse of each other anytime.

And oh, that one night, you got more than just a glimpse.

Pouring yourself a glass of water in front of the fridge, you felt someone's warmth replace the cold. “Can't sleep?” Mikey's lips were just right behind your ear as he reached for a box of milk inside.

“Mm, no. Seems like I'm not alone.” You replied, emptying the glass. Just as you were about to place it on the sink, Mikey already had his free hand propped up on the fridge, practically encasing you in place.

“How could I? knowing you're just across the hall…” Air was almost immediately knocked out of his lungs when you mindlessly pressed your back against his chest, turning your gaze to him with innocence in the midst of your amorous encounter.

“Good night~” You bid charmingly before slipping out of his grasp then heading to bed. and with that, you had the boy grinning widely on his own and cursing under his breath, eyeing you one last time before disappearing into Emma's room altogether.

Your little moment with him never left your mind since then, and it seems as if it was the same case for him; given how much more he lingered during your visits, and making up every excuse possible to hang out with you.

“I'd really like some iced tea right now…” Emma casually spoke in the middle of the movie that was playing.

“I'll get it.” You immediately took the opportunity to walk across the kitchen to see Mikey in the living room. He had a piece of taiyaki in his mouth as he read some manga on the couch, his eyes noticeably shifting to yours once he acknowledged your presence.

You shot him a sly smile before walking to the kitchen and making your best friend's drink.

“I'll help you with that.” Mikey once more sneaked up from behind you, taking the glasses from the counter.

“It's two glasses, I can handle it.” You chuckled, subtly tilting your head. He chuckled in response. And as if you weren't already fluxing on the inside, what he does next surely merits a fragile whimper from your throat.

Delicately, Mikey links the tip of his nose and lips on the bare pivot of your neck, hovering them up to your ear. “Hmm, can you?”

“Mikey…” You mewled softly. “Shh…” He chuckled thickly. and it was your turn to be left at the kitchen— taking what just happened seconds ago.

“What're you watchin'?” Shortly, you followed Mikey who took the drinks up to the TV area.

“The Notebook.” Emma answers from the carpet.

“Classics. Nice. Here's your drink.” He replied, making himself comfortable on the couch where you soon followed.

“So beautiful…” Emma awed at the current scene playing before breathing in a big yawn.

You turn to look at Mikey just as he moves closer, crawling over from his side of the couch to get to you. “You having fun?”

“Oh, very much.” You state playfully.

Mikey grins at the response, satisfied by your daring answer. His eyes wandered from your face to the exposed skin on your shoulder, then down to the way the blanket hugged your figure perfectly. He gulped, mind running into a more sinful thought— those of which he'd rather not speak about when his sister is just sat on the carpet below.

It took everything in him not to touch you, not to feel her in his hands, and taste your skin again. It took everything in him to tear off your clothes and continue what you had in the kitchen.

His heavy breathing gave away the frustration along with a lecherous gaze which didn't go unnoticed by you.

While he thought of this, and so did you. You admired his angelic features, toned body, and the way his pale blonde hair framed his perfection of a figure. But your eyes just couldn't move on from his lips— the way they parted and occasionally tucked in between his teeth.

Your heart beat faster as you found your eyes wandering from each other's faces then to your bodies. It took everything in you to not reach and touch him, feel him— his body against yours.

Now is definitely not the time. Thank god, Emma had fallen into a comfortable slumber under the thick sheets and pillows on the carpet.

“Mikey…” You finally broke the silence with a soft murmur.

“Yes?” He answers sweetly, letting his body relax on the couch.

You bit your lip in response, quickly shifting your eyes to his chest as a silent permission.

“Awe, come here babygirl.” He whispered, opening his arms for you to situate in. and with that, you oblige with a smile, making yourself comfortable on his chest as the movie approached the end.

Mikey felt your thigh for a moment, loving how he is able to hold you so close uninterrupted. He turned to look at you, noticing you were fighting off sleep.

But it wasn't exactly the case. You wanted to stay awake and take in this moment with him.

“[ Y / N ]?” Mikey whispered. “Wanna go to bed?” And with that, you nodded in response, shifting your thighs on either side of his hips and holding onto his shoulders for support. “Fuck…” Mikey breathed out, supporting your back with his dtrong hands. “Don't drop me.” You blurt.

“Oh, I don't plan on letting you go.” He charmed, using his strength to get up from the couch, careful as to not wake Emma up.

Once out of the TV area, you desperately latched your lips onto Mikey's neck and shoulders, sending him into a rush to get you to his room.

“[ Y / N ],” You smiled weakly from how your name slipped from his lips, your hearts fluttering with every passing minute.

And soon enough, your back meets the door Mikey had just slammed shut, your lips finally able to devour each other after the long anticipation.

With a chuckle, Mikey props his thigh in between your legs, treating your clothed clit with attention as his kisses only grow more desperate. Your hips slot together with every rock and vulnerable moans from your mouths.

“You feel how hard you've made me?” He spoke in between grunts. You chuckled in response before tucking your hand into his boxers, gasping together once your hand made contact with his flaccid cock.

“Mmmh, dirty girl…” He breathed out, gasping once your thumb swirls over his flushed, dripping tip. He soon managed to set you on the bed whilst not breaking the kiss, handling the small of your back with such tenderness.

You felt his hands proceed south, hooking his fingers with your shorts before leveling his lips with your ear— “Wanna continue, pretty?”

“Fuck yeah.”

“Okay, wait here.” He tends your cheek with a small kiss before bending over to his bedside table, reaching for a sealed pack of condoms. Not long after, Mikey was back above you with the corner of the square foil tucked in between his teeth, soon tearing it off.

Mikey's fingers subtly shook in anticipation, being it his first time having to use "the protection" which his brother urged him to get after giving "the talk". Mikey just never imagined he had to use it so soon, moreover with you.

You bit your lip, stroking your palm over his hand as he put the thin latex on. His response comes in the form of a sweet kiss, holding your hands together before yours are pinned to the sheets.

“I wanted this so much, I don't think I wanted anything else…” Mikey means it, truly. He couldn't lie, and all too much he thought about it. Even stuff like touching his knee with yours under the table during dinner, or sending him enticing looks everytime you pass by his room really drove him mad. He wanted you to squirm under him, moaning about his name. The thought alone always left his pants tight.

You're still blushing, now from the fact that he's grown so hard against your thigh. You press your lips back to him and the grunt he lets out really had your thighs clenching.

“ 's my first time. You sure about this?” He professed, cheeks flushing profoundly. “So as I.” You muttered, pressing a reassuring kiss on his lips. And with that, he smiles once more, easing his shirt off before heading straight for the exposed skin on your stomach.

He treats the surface with kisses, trailing down your hips all while he gently eases your shorts and panties off.

You giggled as his lips tickled your skin so he went for a rougher approach and experimentally bit your skin before soothingly licking over it. He gathered from your sigh of pleasure and small moan that you enjoyed it so he made some more before trailing his line of kisses through your inner thigh.

His thumb traced circles over your hip as he let out a shaky breath the closer he got to your pussy. Soon enough, he had you gasping his name when his lips latched onto your slit, tending it with craving kisses before lapping a slow stride in between your folds.

“Manjiro!” You gasped, almost clenching your thighs shut if it wasn't for his strong hands keeping them in place. He chuckled, now focusing his gaze back to you. You couldn't help but admire the way he looked down there, sweat glistening his skin, his hair growing untamed, and the black dragon tattoo peeking from his shoulder.

Mindlessly giving your clit one last kiss before returning to you. You always thought that Mikey was a tease, but you can't take it anymore and pulled his mouth back to yours. This time, it's slower, but the passions' always there, evident in the way that he holds you close to him, as though you could disappear at any moment.

You nodded as he parted from the kiss, telling him you were ready. "If it hurts, just tell me... okay?" Mikey looked so nervous himself, before you gave him another nod of certainty. He nodded his head back, pumping his length a few times before easing it into you slowly.

He pushed in gently, you gasped in a bit of pain which urged him to kiss you and made sure you were fine. “Oh fuck.” His swear aroused something in you, making you reach up to kiss him roughly.

Your hands roamed all over his bare back, digging in lightly and making him groan and push the kiss deeper.

“Faster.” You whispered against his lips, reassuring him with your eyes as he caught onto your request and he began to speed up. The pleasure began to build up and you smiled. Mikey noticed the change and gained more confidence in his actions, this time, treating your shoulders with kisses along every thrust.

By this point, you were already gasping and whimpering for air, stifling loud moans so as to not alert his siblings. However, the sounds of your sexes pounding together overpowered your moans, evidently growing harsher by the passing second.

He picked up his pace once more, his thrusts making you moan louder. The way he touched you, kissed you, the way his body seemed to perfectly move with yours turned you into a mess.

"Mikey." Your moan seemed to urge him as well as the way you called his name. He nuzzled his face down into your shoulder as he went harder, gripping into his locks from the intensity.

You quickly felt a knot of tension in your stomach, knowing that you were reaching your high.

Your hands instantly reached down to grab a hold of his biceps. You let out a strangled moan as you screamed his name and felt your high ripple throughout your whole body like a wave of pleasure.

You laid dazed for a little while as Mikey continued to thrust into you, chasing his own high. Your fingers found their way onto his back once more, this time, making his moans more frequent.

He called out your name before he bit down onto your shoulder, spilling all his load into the condom inside the warmth of your walls. He kissed over the marks he just left all over your neck before letting his body collapse on top of yours, stilling his cock inside of you as you caught your breaths.

“Was that okay?” He sounded out of breath. You kissed his neck and nodded in response. “Amazing.” You spoke without a doubt. You subconsciously squeeze your walls around his length as you shifted, earning a stifled gasp from the boy.

“God, you're so tight.” He let out a chuckle, which was soon cut into another gasp of pleasure when you repeated the action, this time on purpose.

“Please… you're gonna make me cum again…” He whimpered in a fragile croak. You pulled him in for a kiss before squeezing him in your walls once more, swallowing his moans as he orgasmed for the second time tonight.

You pulled away with a laugh, letting his length free before he discards of the condom.

“Now, come sleep here, sweetheart.” He propped his elbow up, patting the empty space beside him. You happily obliged, letting Mikey press his chest onto your back before encasing you into a sweet ambrace.

“Wait, what about Emma?” You as just as he covers your bodies with a blanket. “Mmm, tell her we had our own sleepover then.” He chuckled, stroking your hair then kissing you good night.

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privitivium · 1 month

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Can you do beam from csm next?

subbot/top beam headcannons!!! - sharkboyy_!_!!!!!

both amab, NSFW !! marking/biting, mild blood play, creepy/perverted beam, abyss hybrid reader.

ㅡinstead of being obsessed with lord chainsaw man, he's obsessed with you. he's your loyal sharkboy ,,, others, humans with contracts making such fun of you for being so close to him. someone with the heart of the abyss inside them - being able to love someone? and of course, it's with a devil-!! no human would love a monster like you loll!!;!;;;

ㅡyou unintentionally being all touchy with him,,, petting everytime he gets near you, absentmindedly along his head or along his shoulder that was consistently bare - always wearing swimtrunks... to others it would be degrading to be touched in such a way, but to beam it was an ultimate sign of affection n he didnt know what to do with himself,,, lord abyss is the badass-est... letting him fanboy over you, giddy yourself even though it was yr heart that he was fanboying over technically... lil did you know he was more obsessed w you instead of ur heart !!

ㅡi love creepy beam, it's the best beam. imagining he's way more like. stalkerish. following you around - literally everywhere and being all quiet n shy when given the chance to talk to you... lord abyss.. as he fucks into his hand - a little unused to doing such disgusting things but often questioning everyone but you about body anatomy just to learn more-!! just because he gets this funny feeling in his tummy that slowly progresses to his groin... the urge to touch himself is overwhelming and he's a simpleminded guy and cant help but give into those urges,,,,

ㅡbeam would be such a sweetheart with his crush,,, i can see him being all boisterous and very touchy but also being a shy type,,,

ㅡhim offering up his blood when ur sad just to make you happy even if it might hurt him - you were never taking it toofar enough to kill himㅡand obviously you take this chance up to make it a lil sensual,,, teasing him,,, tongue lapping at his bloody neck and gliding along his flesh just for the texture and ignoring his soft breathless whimpers of your name - him cumming in his pants immediately like a fucking virgin,,, beam pls.

ㅡ,,, and if he saw you kissing on a little pet... you bet your ass he'd be screaming and crying in the floor underneath you. that's a stretch, but he would be upset... whining out ;; "lord abyss,,, l-lord-"ㅡcorrecting himself to say your name rather your heart, even though you tell him gently not to call you lord anything... jealous !!! that should be him in your arms getting kisses and praises!! has to settle for swimming under your feet and listening in and pretending its him youre talking to / praising in the meantime,,

ㅡand of course you'd catch him. either sensing or him accidentally peeking out and catching a glimpse of his lil shark snout... then callung out his name gently n coaxing him out.,,, "theres my special guy!! my favorite guy." often calling him such things... making him hard without even trying. just the influence you have him - and obviously helping him out with it... petting his head while jerking him off in an alleyway before he follows you underneath like a loyal lil pet,,,

ㅡhe'd be a whiny mess actually fucking in or on him, low grumbly noises n growling all pitifully as his jaw sets and bumping his snout against your neck before burying his face in said neck just to nuzzle and nibble onto as a mild form of comfort - just to feel you,. "ur soo cute, beam. my beautiful, cute lil guy..." while having his knees at his ears fucking into his hole ruthlessly, he'd whimper at the pain - the unfamiliar feeling of your lubed up fingers pumping in and out of his hole that he didn't quite mess with as much as his cock... yeah, sometimes circling the hole while fondling his junk but doin nothing else... so it was quite the feeling. e,, especially finding his prostate and milking him to cum load after load on his tummy ,,, and peppering his snout in kisses saying that hes so cool, hes the best - so strong, ur loyal protector,,,

ㅡand of course,,, beam fucking into you,, riding is what first comes to that - but laying down with him behind you with your leg hiked up and him humping into you,, so whiny and whimpering how you feel sooo good and cumming unfathomably quick then building up a tolerance and taking advantage of it just to be able to cockwarm you while you guide his hand up and down your cock,,, and also. oral bro... he'd be all up in that, sniffing and lapping and so careful not to knick your sensitive genitals but just because you see him squirming you let him nip at your inner thighs,,, beam pls

hes sso cute hngnh

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starsxblazing · 3 months

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I loved your story chaotic love so much! I have a request if you’re up for it 🥹 thinking about Nyx meeting one of feyre’s friends from the Rainbow and having a kid crush on her. Feyre invites her over for dinner one day where Nyx is telling all of the IC that he’s going to marry her. But then it turns out that she’s cassian’s or azriel’s mate. And then Nyx throws a fit about them stealing her but it’s all super fluffy!

Your kind words hit me straight in the heart. This was so sweet and adorable that I smiled the entire time that I was writing it! I decided to go with Cassian on this one since I haven't gotten the chance to write for him much

Puppy Love

You frowned at the painting before you, scolding yourself for the lack of progress that you were making. Attending Feyre’s studio for the first time had made you a nervous wreck because you weren’t an artist and you would also be in the presence of someone so important. The High Lady had welcomed you with open arms and it was easy to see why she was so loved. She never once talked down about your lacking abilities and she was the sole reason that you continued to come to the studio.

The friendship that the two of you had started was something that you cherished because you hardly had friends to begin with. Your days were spent working at a cafe that had been rebuilt after the attack on Velaris and coming to the studio to unwind after a stressful day.

“You looked defeated,” Feyre chuckled, her eyes drifting between you and your artwork.

“I’m not making any progress at all,” you whined while debating on smearing black paint over it.

“Well, I don’t think that and even if it was true, I love how relaxed you are whenever we leave.” She gave you an encouraging smile that eased your frazzled nerves. “The whole point is for people to have a safe place and enjoy themselves.”

You couldn’t help your smile at the kind words. Feyre truly was something special in your own opinion and was someone to be treasured. Unable to stop yourself, you did splash black over many spots of the abstract painting that you had given up on. You both turned when you heard the door open and the sight of the six year old boy had you grinning.

As much as you loved coming to relax and paint, you loved seeing Nyx the most. He didn’t come to visit often when you first started coming but it was nearly every day now. A friendship had formed between you and your friend’s son and your heart warmed everytime that you were able to see him. As much as he loved his parents, his eyes always searched for you before he was running to jump into your arms.

“I missed you too,” you laughed as you squeezed him tightly which caused him to giggle.

“It’s been soooooo long since I’ve seen you,” he huffed dramatically.

“You just saw her yesterday.”

You looked up at Rhysand who was smiling at the sight of his six year old son. There was a glint in his eyes that you were unsure about what it meant but you shook your head and placed a kiss on the top of the boy’s head.

“We can’t stay long,” Rhysand reminded him, still watching the both of you in amusement. “We need to go home to prepare for dinner tonight.”

“But I want to stay with y/n,” he whined, his grip around your neck tightening as he stuck his tongue out at his father.

“Why don’t you join us tonight?” Your eyes went wide at Feyre’s suggestion and you immediately felt nervous all over again. “It would be nice to have you there with us.”

“Yea!” Nyx agreed, nodding his head vigorously while giving you his puppy dog eyes. “My whole family will be there and you need to meet them!”

“Okay,” you agreed quietly. “I would love to meet them.”

“Yayy!” You laughed with him before placing one last kiss on his cheek. “I love you!”

“I love you too.” The boy grinned at your tender words of affection before leaving you alone with the High Lady. “Are you sure about this?”

“Positive.” Feyre gave you a bright smile while her eyes shone with happiness. “We eat at six.”

You nodded as you gathered your things and rushed home to get ready for the night.

Cassian watched with a grin as he listened to Nyx ramble on and on about Feyre’s closest friend from her studio. The boy was absolutely smitten with the female that none of them knew except for Rhysand. It made him curious about you but he kept that to himself since they would all meet you within the next hour.

“You really like her, huh?” he asked his nephew who was now sitting in his lap.

“Yes!” he exclaimed in exasperation. “She’s my girlfriend and we’re going to get married!”

“Is that so?” Elain was grinning in delighted affection for her sister’s son. “She really must be amazing.”

“She is,” Nyx replied matter of factly. “She even said that she loves me!”

The rest of their wait continued in the same manner until there was finally a knock on the door. The boy raced towards it, opening it before any of them could do so themselves. He listened from his spot in the sitting room, smiling to himself at the happiness now filling the home.

When you stepped around the corner, he was taken aback by your beauty as you stood nervously in the archway. You were fidgeting and he wondered if it took a lot of convincing to get you to come. Feyre had only brushed over the basics of you and had nothing but good things to say. Your scan around the room had you tensing when you saw Azriel, eyeing his wings and shadows.

His breath caught in his throat when your eyes met his and the bond snapped instantly. All of the tension left your body in that instant as you held his surprised gaze. There wasn’t anything that he wouldn’t give to know what you were thinking but he felt his shoulders relaxed when you gave him a timid smile. A chuckle came from Rhysand who was sitting across from him which had his eyes scanning the room and realizing that they all knew.

“You’ve finally met your mate, Cass,” his brother started, his tone laced with amusement. “Congratulations.”

“What!?” Nyx exclaimed. “She’s my girlfriend.”

A look of shock passed your face before it softened as you watched the boy. As he looked you over, he already knew that you were as amazing as the boy had said. He couldn’t wait to find out in depth but his thought process was cut short by Nyx storming towards him.

“You can’t have her!” his nephew yelled. “She’s mine!”

“It looks like your uncle is stealing her away from you,” Azriel teased, antagonizing him. “You should do something about it.”

Nyx launched himself onto him and Cassian tackled him gently to the ground to throw them into their play fight. The sound of your laugh reverberated through and the sight of your bright smile has his heart soaring.

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lockleysfav · 11 months

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Haze

Miguel o’hara x afab!reader

summary: Miguel makes you choose a side. Miles or him. The ache in your heart tells you to help the boy instead of the man you have known for years, so you make the decision but Miguel can’t just let you go.

warnings: TW, nsfw, non con, Miguel can’t control his anger, jealousy, name calling, biting, Miguel is literally delulu, kidnapping?, breeding kink, yandere-ish

This all started because you had tackled Miguel off of Miles and had let him escape again. Miguel never told you why he was chasing him, so you told him you wouldn’t help until he told you what the fuck was going on. It wasn’t fair you were running around like a confused puppy not knowing what you’re doing is right or wrong.

Miguel’s eyes had burned red when you let miles go again, he dragged you back to his base and shoved you onto his couch.

“why..why would you do that y/n!!” he paced in front of you angrily, he couldn’t look at you because he knew if he did he would see those eyes he loves so much, he couldn’t go soft now. You needed to make up your mind.

“I don’t know what’s going on Miguel! Maybe if you told me i-” you were cut off by his hand wrapping around the back of your hair and tugging it back, his face merely inches from yours.

“You shouldn’t have to know, you should take my side regardless. i only do what’s right”

You were tearing up from the sting of having your hair pulled on, miguel notice and you could feel his grip loosen just a little, enough to ease the sting.

There was a pause between you both. Truth be told you didn’t know what to say. From your perspective, without knowing what’s going on Miguel simply looks like a bully. You were getting so sick and tired of lies, people hiding things from you, all you have done is be there for Miguel and yes he’s done the same for you so what’s so hard to just let you know what miles has done?

“awfully quiet cupcake” he whispers softly and you look up at him, you looked terrified of him and he winced just for a second. “w-why wont you make me understand?” you were shaking now, and miguel only squeezed his eyes shut before letting go of you. “you wanna understand?” he seethes as he towers over you “you can understand from me, or you can skip your way to miles and maybe he can tell you why”.

Your heart was pounding so hard it was starting to hurt. Miguel was angry, but deep down he wasnt angry at you he was angry with himself. It was almost as if everytime he shouted at you, he would watch you cower from him and it felt like someone had dropped an anvil on his chest. He loved you, he would do absolutely anything for you but his ra-

“Miles” you whispered, looking down at the floor.

Miguels guilt, his regret had vanished just like that. He blinked and stepped forward “What?”

You backed away and looked at his chest instead of his eyes, you couldn’t bare to see what he was feeling. Betrayal? Anger? probably both.

“If you wont tell me…miles will” you started walking past him but you gasped when Miguel grabbed your arm and dragged you to his desk “just like that huh? you choose someone else” his voice was shaking with anger, he made you choose but he didn’t expect you to choose anyone other than him.

“Miguel you’re scaring me” you were already crying, desperate to get him to let go. He hadn’t realised his claws had come out and they were digging into your skin, he only notices when he feels your blood leak down his fingers and past his knuckles.

It didnt make him stop tho

You were pushed over his desk harshly “i have given you everything, i have done everything for you. All i asked was for you to stay out of this YOU were the one who decided to get involved” he ripped off your suit and pressed himself against you, leaning forward so his chest met your back. “i bet you chose miles because you knew i wouldn’t actually let you go” he laughed under his breath “you want this, i bet even more than i do” his dick was hard against your ass, even through his suit you could feel it throbbing.

You were thrashing underneath him “Miguel stop! please please i don’t wanna do this i’m scared” you were sobbing and still putting up a fight to get him to snap out of this.

“Shhh shh oh cupcake don’t cry” he kissed the back of your hair and rubbed his thumb back and fourth on your hip. He pushed forward and the both of you let out a small noise. “Don’t scream” was all you heard before your panties were torn off and not even seconds later Miguel buried his thick cock inside you, bumping against your cervix.

Your scream lasted a millisecond before miguels hand came to your mouth and held it shut “nasty little slut, don’t pretend you didn’t want this to happen” he was steady, a simple pace but as soon as you felt a pulse of rage wash through you, you bit his hand and he only grunted a little. You could hear his breathing become heavier, and the sound of his fangs coming out made you flinch. “Wait Mig-” you were cut off when he slammed his hips into you, forced your arms behind your back and bit into the side of your neck.

You couldn’t scream, the poison aswell as the bite had shocked you.

Miguels hand let go of your arms and he kicked your legs further apart before pounding into you. “silly..silly girl” he had his hand on your back keeping you still while his other held your hip “mmm i should’ve fucked you in a position where you could see just how good your little cunt takes me” you knew he was lying, about how ‘well’ you were taking him. You know you’re swelling, red sore, maybe even bleeding on his dick.

“i can barely even fit in this tight- f-fuck” his hip’s stuttered when you accidentally clenched around him, you were trying to hide the sounds of your crying but when you clenched, his claws dug into you again and you yelped in pain “Shhhh there there, it’s okay pumpkin look at you, doing so good, not fighting me” he kissed the bite mark on your neck and drove his dick deeper inside your gut. You gripped a random object that was on his desk and you stifled a pained scream. “Stop! i can’t i- you’re too deep you’re hurting me!”

Miguel huffed and flipped you onto your back so he could see your face. Seeing it messy with tears made his dick throb and he ignored your pleas completely, grabbing your legs and pushing them back so your knees were almost beside your head. You were tiny compared to him, he could fold you if he wanted to.

“Miguel stop!” you screamed at him and he hushed you again, he felt a little bad so he finally started fucking into your g-spot. The change in your expression was priceless, you choked out a moan and quickly grabbed on his huge arms “m-miguel” you buried your face against his chest as he smiled “atta girl, you like that dont you?” he supported the back of your head with his hand as you whined against his chest, his other arm holding himself up as he made you take him deeper, bare in mind, he wasn’t all the way inside you.

“no more no more” you breathed out when miguel kept trying to fit himself completely inside you. For once this time, he listened and pulled out just a bit and started kissing you. “i’ve always wanted this” he purrs against your lips and wipes a tear from your cheek. “do you know..fuck..how many times i’ve gotten hard seeing you in your perky little spider suit hm?” his breathing became heavier as you shook your head no, he whimpered and shook his head slightly “so-so many times baby”.

He was pulsing inside you now, and you could feel him struggling to hold himself together. “y/n” he whimpered again and gripped your thigh, his hand letting you lay your head back down softly before he pushed his thumb against your clit and rubbed it, making you jolt up and cling to him. He picked you up with ease and had you against his wall, your legs over his shoulders so there was no way of you touching the ground or escaping. “Gonna breed this little pussy, stuff it- ah- full” you dug your nails into the back of his neck and he moaned against your neck, shooting his cum so far inside you. The feeling of it tipped you just over the edge and you desperately started grinding yourself against the roughness of the trimmed hair surrounded his dick. He groaned and helped you grind against him to drag out your orgasm “thats it pumpkin that’s it…good girl” he kissed along your jawline and carried you to his bed, laying you on your back.

You were about to move but he shook his head, kissing your cheek “the chances are better if you lay on your back” he whispered and you were about to ask what he meant but you suddenly couldnt move. “i’ll uncuff you in a short while princess, just stay still for me okay? i love you so much you’re not going anywhere” he smiled against your skin before leaving.

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zero-buds · 2 years

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Everytime someone says bring back Nate, I shiver with dread.

And for someone who's a really big fan of Nate, I really would hate having to see him come back to Redemption. I saw on a Facebook group I'm in where someone asked how Nate would react to the Jackal Job, and I remember thinking that Nate, the Catholic man, would either not be a supporter or simply not be able to empathize or participate in the con without prejudice.

Look, OG Leverage has a place in my heart for a reason, but I cannot justify bringing back Nate at all. Nate's story could never fit into Redemption for a variety of reasons.

OG Leverage took the experiences Nate had and made a point in every episode why the man does what he does.

OG Leverage was about revenge first and foremost, then doing the right thing after, then building something more.

You know the reason why the stories never mentioned the disabled, the LGBTQ+, or the plain old voiceless of immigrant communities (this one was touched on but not really)?

It's because it wasn't Nate's story to tell. The original message was, if you are in a position where you have been wronged, then you should have the power to make it right. You deserve a second chance. That's why he always dealt with the scammers, the rich white men, the corporate greed, etc. He always tried to give people a second chance from a dumb or honest mistake, or to right someone's wrong.

That's why the Black Book was so important by the end of OG Leverage. It closed Nate's story with the idea that what has been wronged will be righted even if it meant taking a less than legal approach by others who are willing to bring justice to light.

Redemption is not that story. I mean it is, but it isn't. Redemption is the story where those less fortunate, those who are inherently going to lose no matter what they do, get a voice. They deserve a say in how they are treated, and they, as much as the impoverish and the naive, can have the power given back to them.

It's shown with victims like the elderly, the disabled, the people of color, the young who don't quite fit the social norm, and the LGBTQ+ community.

Through Harry Wilson, Redemption also shows us that those with power, need to take responsibility for their actions. It is not enough to fight those in power, but that people like Harry - who do have power, are vitally needed to change the system.

Redemption does not need to see Nate to accomplish this story, but the fact remains that the message Nate started is still here, if not more refined and nuanced than ever before.

Nate should not come back to Redemption because his story was told in OG, and now, a new story can begin where the crew can be expanded and fight for what's right as well as give every victim of an injustice, an opportunity to tell their story as well.

#leverage #im just rambling #nate ford #leverage meta #leverage redemption #eliot spencer #sophie devereaux #alec hardison #parker leverage #harry wilson #breanna casey #it annoys me to no end when someone says bring back nate #like no do u not understand the story?

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lightwing-s · 10 months

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𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲| 𝐣. 𝐭.

pairing: arkham knight!jason todd x female!reader warnings: angst, violence, domestic abuse word count: 2,4k summary: gotham pulls you down, jason pulls you harder. a/n: after reading the arkham knight comic i found myself obsessed and wrote this some time ago while in between finals. there will be a part 2, so wait for it soon ♡ ⌜masterlist⌟ ⌜requests⌟

A long time ago, someone I knew, someone I loved, told me something I would never forget: Gotham has powers over its people. Just like gravity, pulling you down, making it hard for you to leave.

At that point, I didn't understand. But as time went by, it all became clear.

I wanted to leave. And I tried to. So many damned times, almost on a daily basis. And yet, here I am. Still in this goddamn place.

But he also told me, on that same day, that although the gravity field was heavy, I could be stronger. That I was stronger. I could push it away, get out of here. What doesn’t kill you makes you a hell of a lot stronger, Y/n.

It all started on a Thursday night. I was given the day off on Friday, and like every reckless young adult, I had decided to spend my night getting drunk with my so-called friends at a bar, just around the corner of the street he once owned. Even if it’d been years, I could never not remember him everytime I walked by.

But that time, for the first time in forever, it didn’t cross my mind. I had missed it. I had… forgotten. It would be days later when the guilt started eating me up. How could I’ve forgotten him? How did I suddenly stop caring?

We were having fun, dancing around, chatting, and having drinks. Having many drinks. I must have drunk double my weight in alcohol, yet somehow still managed to stand on my two feet. My boyfriend, almost as drunk as me, hung out with his friends not paying me much attention. I guess he didn’t care that it was my birthday, but I guess even I forgot about that. It had been years since I last cared for it, nothing making much sense celebrating once he was gone.

I was looking for a toilet, stumbling my way around the crowded place while my bladder made it harder to walk around.

And that’s when I felt it. The eyes on me. Like an eagle’s fixed on its prey. A sniper aiming at it’s target. I never understood when books and movies talked about this feeling until I felt it myself. My hair stood on end, the air suddenly thickening around me, my heart beat gaining pace.

Something I could never, even in the wildest of my dreams, ever have imagined. I thought, maybe, I was making it all up, like some kind of drunken hallucination. Or that finally the terrors of Gotham had gone so up my head that I started seeing things. Things that weren’t real. Things that, at least, weren’t supposed to be.

Yet, there he was. Like a ghost. Clad in a red hoodie, staring straight at me through the dirty, fogged up glass window. The guy I thought I had seen the last of when I was still a just dumb teenager.

Even though he stood so far away from me, I could see his gloomy semblance. His tired eyes, still bright blue as I had always remembered. But once our eyes met, all that pain and melancholy went away, as his face softened, and his eyes held the same sparkle in them as years ago. It could never be someone else, I would recognize my Robin whenever and wherever I saw him.

“Jason?” I whispered to myself, or at least I thought I had as I would later be informed I had drawn many eyes to me at that moment. But I didn’t care. He was here. It was all that mattered.

I had forgotten everything. Everyone. I stormed out of that crowded bar and ran into the streets. Into his arms. Arms that embraced me, tightly, like I was the last good thing on this Earth. Like I was his own life, threatening to slip away at any moment. And for the first time in ages, I felt at home.

My boyfriend didn’t like the way I’d left that night. Well, my ex boyfriend. I couldn’t pull up with his shit anymore. Not with him being back.

After our embrace, Jason didn’t want to stay in the street for too long, at the time I didn’t know why, so I just went away with him. God knew where he was taking me, but I trusted him with my life like I always did. All I remember are the city lights flying past us, as we rushed through the streets hand in hand. His ever so sweet tone as we made our first stop under the lights of Old Wayne Tower. How he treated me, how he paid attention. His tender touch, his breath meeting mine, the scarred skin of his face as I caressed his cheek, and his soft lips against mine.

It was just me and him, the world getting blurry around us, reality and dreams blending together for a moment. And from then on, nothing else mattered. It was us against the world.

He took me home, or where I thought his home was then. He dragged me by the hand, swerving through the crowds, pushing through people, but never loosening his hold.

“I’m not gonna lose you again, Y/n.” he looked back to tell me, a mischievous smile playing on his lips, as I tried to fix his hold. His smile blinded me to everything else but him. He was all I could see. Nothing else.

He led me through an alley to an abandoned diner, and dragging me inside, he took me to a secret door. I must have been too dumbfounded, mind too foggy, still too drunk, as I don’t remember our way up to his room. I just remember standing there, in the almost emptiness of the dark room, filled only with a bed and a desk, a picture of us as teenagers sitting on top of it. I was feeling uneasy, but yet safe.

“I thought you were dead.” I told him, voice cracking and tears flooding my eyes. “I went to your memorial”

“I know… I know it must all be too confusing to you.” he said, holding my face in his large hands, thumbs wiping the tears that had dared to fall down my cheeks. “You will understand. Soon. I just can’t explain it right now.”

Resting his forehead on mine, he took a moment to breathe. Breathe in my scent, breathe in the quiet. His eyes were closed, but when he opened them they bore deep into mine, not giving me a single chance to look away. Not that I would, no. I was already trapped in his gravity field, pushing me down, trapping me deeper, harder than I would imagine.

“Do you trust me, Yn?” he asked, voice nothing more than a whisper. I could not reply, I didn’t know why. “Do I scare you? With my scars. With how I returned?”

All I did was shake my head no. I wasn’t scared. I would never be scared of Jason Todd. My Robin, my whole world, my safety net ready to catch me whenever I fall. And how I had fallen, so many times. And I had fallen again.

“Good girl.” he said, leaning down once more to give me a kiss on the nose. “Good, good girl. I knew you would never forget about me, because I never forgot about you.”

I was fifteen when I met Jason. Sad and lonely, walking down the streets of Gotham like there was nothing better in the world for me to do. And at that time, I really didn’t.

It was getting darker, the sun lowering down on the horizon. The loud music blasting in my ears, probably some angst pop punk tunes I was into back then, and still secretly listen to till this day, distracting me from my surroundings, making me feel like the only one in the world, when a loud scream took me off my dreamland.

“Didn’t you hear a thing?” asked this tall and dark haired boy. Removing one of my earplugs, and without any words, my confused eyes asked him 'what'. “That guy over there,” he pointed behind his back to a shadow taking the corner onto the next street. “… he was trying to rob you.”

I remember turning back swiftly, causing a sting of pain on my neck, and finding my backpack slightly open. Checking it out, I found nothing was missing and thanked him for the warning.

“You go down here every day, right? I’ve noticed you walking past here for a while. Always around the same time.”

“I live just a few minutes down.” I told him, not noticing the little hint at an obsession in his tone.

“Can I walk you home?” he offered, cheeks slightly tainted red. “It’s a bit dangerous around here at this time.”

“Won’t it be dangerous for you too?” I questioned innocently. Oh, silly me.

“I can handle myself around here.”

From then on, he walked me home every night. He also walked me to school, and also spent every free time we had walking aimlessly around the neighbourhood, pretending our lives were great for those few couple hours we had together.

He became my shield from the world. My best friend. My white knight. He took my mind away from my family and how shitty they were. With him I was happy for a few moments, until he dropped me two houses from mine, so no one would see us, so my dad wouldn’t get mad, and I had to return to the rash, sad reality that was my daily life.

One morning, Jason came to pick me up, but instead of finding me at our regular spot, he found me at my door, wearing the same clothes as the day before, laying my head on my backpack, trying to shield the cold away with a single denim jacket and failing miserably as my body shivered intensely. On my lip, a deep cut, and a soft purple mark decorated my left eye.

“Y/n?” He shook my body, waking me up tenderly. “What did he do?”

His voice was the complete opposite of his touch, though, covered in anger. He knew who had done that, he didn’t know why, but knew it wasn’t enough reason. There was never enough reason. He knew the culprit and he’d make him regret it. As much as I tried to, I couldn’t stop him, a pattern I would later find out would repeat itself countless times. He was too strong for me to push him away.

He aggressively knocked on my door, pushed my mom out of the way once she opened it, and searched the house for my father, the one person I hated the most in my life, and whom he hated just as much. He found him in his office, hitting the door closed behind him. Me and my mother didn’t know what to do. We just stood and waited, as we heard screams and the sound of things breaking inside the room. Her bruised hands holding firmly onto mine.

When the door reopened a few moments later, all I could see was Jason’s sore knuckles as he rushed out the house, pulling me by the wrist with. I didn’t know then, or perhaps I did, but that was the moment I fell in love with Jason Todd.

I wouldn’t see my dad till weeks later, when he returned home from the hospital. And that was also the last time I saw him, as he kicked me out for “hanging around with the wrong people”. My mom was devastated, but I didn't care. I was finally free.

A family friend took me in, and Jason continued to walk me home and everywhere else. He would visit me every night. We would often share my bed, as we quietly and secretly, made our love physical, real. As we made us into our reality. Up until he went away.

The first time Jason was taken from me had me broken into little pieces. I thought it would take long till I saw him again, but soon I received a letter from a police officer.

In it, he told me he was put into a new school as part of this new troubled kids program. For several months, I read him raving about his new school, the new opportunities, and how he finally had a chance at a brighter future.

I was happy for him, truly. But I couldn’t help the small knot forming in my throat from both jealousy and from just how much I missed him.

Until one day, he knocked on my door, ready to take me to school as we did before, just this time not on foot.

Getting used to Jason as a multi millionaire’s ward wasn’t easy, and I could sense him drifting away with each passing day. He wasn’t the same Jason I knew, even though he hadn’t changed even a bit with me. He just had a new life. A double one I came to know of one night when he climbed up my window.

His visits became regular, and as much as I felt Jason slipping away, Robin was still mine.

And then he was taken from me again. That time, for good. And I was never the same.

All those years, Gotham’s gravity field kept pulling me further and further down, as much as I tried to escape it. Jason’s words echoed in my head, but I knew I couldn’t be strong enough to break away. So I stayed in this city, working low paying jobs, getting around with the wrong kind of people. Trying to make my way through this tumultuous situation that never seemed to get better.

But now, laying naked in Jason’s room, covered only by the thin cotton sheets of his bed, feeling sore and exhausted, feeling cared for and complete, a whole new sense of belonging, of excitement and hope filled me to the brim. I felt unstoppable beside him, like everything would finally settle into place, allowing me to quit this gravity field for good.

Gotham’s gravity is strong, but Jason’s is a lot stronger. And I would learn it the hard way.

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julessworldd · 5 months

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Hey babes! I finally got an idea that was too good to not waste. @valeskafics gave the inspo for this amazing thing 🫶🏻 love you wifey! Also @foxyanon for the tag

Warnings: cucking, age gap (reader is 19, Robb is 16, Jaime is in his 30s) pussy eating, fingering(F), oral(m and f), squirting, hair pulling, p in v, doggy, mentions of face fucking. Spanking, dubcon at first! , dom!robb 🥵 Mentions of beheading, war/battle, cussing. Theon being early season prev Theon(you’ll see) I probably messed a couple timeline things up. I’m not totally up to speed up to westerlands’ house: I didn’t want a westerling reader so house Swyft

I don’t own characters or rights of Game of Thrones, all credits for G.R.R and HBO. Enjoy besties 🫶🏻🫶🏻

A Lannister bride was today’s Targaryen marriage. The Lannisters were powerful and wealthy people. Even better if it was Lord Tywin’s son, Jaime. Tywin’s power bent the rule of a Kingsguard not taking a wife. Owning lands, fathering children. For that Swyft lord’s daughter Y/n it was a dream come true. She remembers seeing Jaime at a tourney at the rock. He was 17 and she was merely a preteen. But she was dead set on marrying the lion.

Y/n’s wish had came true, she married Jaime Lannister, former Kingsguard, son of the mighty Tywin. She loved life at the rock, gold, nice dresses. Better yet custom dresses that the fabric came from the Narrow Sea. A handsome lord husband, who loved to make her scream until his name was the only thing she knew. Jaime had ruined her for other men, especially since he was well blessed below in the belt. And knew how to pleasure her before his own needs.

After the death of King Robert, the realm had 4 kings who thought they were the true king. One was a Stark, the late Lord Eddard Stark’s son, Robb. He was around Y/n’s age, she was merely 19 after this spring. King Joffrey declared war on all the kings, Robb was moving south. He was apparently near the trident, that was close enough for her husband to pick up and head to battle. After a king screaming match, Y/n was with her husband. She made a promise to stay out of the way and let him ride to battle. Jaime was gone as he went after the Stark army, Y/n stayed like always.

Y/n was reading a book when the tent flap moved and revealed a Stark bannermen. Y/n’s chest tightened as she locked eyes with the bannermen. She tried reaching for the blade Jaime had given her. But she was thrown over the bearded man’s shoulder. Soon enough Y/n was carried to the Stark’s camp, she seen her husband. He was dirty, dirt had hidden his golden hair. He was tied up and had a chain around his neck. Her heart broke for her husband, he was so good at battle how did he get captured? Especially by someone who is three years younger his wife.

“Your Grace, I got Ser Jaime’s wife. What should I do with her?” The bannermen asked as he held her arm

“Leave her in my tent, she’ll forget about her lion after she has me in her cunt” Theon smirked as he checked her out

“Theon, she’s a lady no matter whose house she married in. Set her up a tent near mine” Robb said “Leave her with me”

The bannermen let go of her arm, Jaime was so pissed he didn’t say anything as he was dragged away. He thinking of ways to kill the foul mouthed Greyjoy. How dare he talk to his darling like that.

“What’s a lady doing in her husband’s war camp?” Robb asked

Y/n rolled her eyes “Whats a Stark doing riding south? Don’t you remember what happened to your grandfather, uncle and recently your father. King Joffery surely knows what he’s doing to do to you”

“Mouthy little thing” Robb smirked

“Fuck you” Y/n said, she had to restrain herself from spitting on him.

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It had been a few days since she had seen Jaime, she missed him. Missed his voice, his scent, how his hands felt on her waist. Everytime someone brought her food she begged to see Jaime. They ignored her. Theon asked what’s so good about the lion. She told him his cock and how he stretched her. Theon rolled his eyes and left.

A direwolf walked in her tent, she crawled to the corner of her cot. She had her knees to her chest

“Good wolf. Yeah, you. Go on I don’t have anything” she said trying not to sound scared.

“Greywind” Robb snapped his fingers and made the wolf sit the entrance.

“King in North” Y/n rolled her eyes

“Lady Lannister” Robb smirked

“I want to see my husband, please” Y/n sighed

“I’ll let you see him but on one condition, love” Robb said sitting on the cot by her feet

“What’s that? My family rides for Lannisters not Stark men” Y/n told the auburn haired king

“I want my way with you, but I want him to watch” Robb said rubbing Y/n’s foot

“Him who?” She asked

Rob was surprised she asked who instead of being offended and declaring her cunt for her Jaime only.

“Your husband, of course. I need answers and he hasn’t gave any so far. Seeing you beg for my cock will surely get to him crack” Robb said

“No! I’d rather you kill me than you fuck me” Y/n gasped

“I seen a Swyft flag this morning, a man looked like you. Is that your brother?” Robb asked

“Ryan, he’s my older brother. One of my father’s heir” Y/n said

“If you don’t let me do what I want, I’ll kill him and I’ll have you watch” Robb said

“Fine fine. Have him brought here, I don’t want the other prisoners seeing me like that or your men. Please” Y/n pleaded

“Well we think a lot a like, lady. Theon, bring the kingslayer in” Robb yelled over his shoulder

“Your Grace” Theon said before winking at Y/n before leaving

Y/n seen Jaime and got off the cot. She took in his appearance, he was practically buried in dirt. He had scruff, he looked exhausted. Old worn clothes, his hands chained behind his back. Y/n hugged him, Jaime leaned his head on her shoulder.

“My poor lion” Y/n muttered as she kissed his forehead as she stood on her tip toes

“Just let him do this twisted thing. Once I get out of here, it will be behind us, my sweet girl” Jaime whispered

Y/n looked at him but shook her yes. She led Jaime to a chair by the cot. Robb was still on her cot as he smirked. He patted his thigh, Y/n cringed as she looked over at Jaime. Jaime nodded his head signaling her to do what Robb wanted her to do.

Y/n climbed on Robb’s lap, the wolf wrapped his arms around her as he turned her to face him only. Her back towards Jaime, Robb squeezed her ass. He yanked her down by her hair and kissed her. Y/n had tears down her cheeks as she kissed him back.

Suddenly Robb had her dress off and pushed her on her back. Robb had her naked as he forced his shoulders between her thighs as he dipped his head to her cunt. Y/n whined as she felt Robb’s hot tongue tracing her hole. It had been a week since she had been touched. Jaime fucked her four times or more a week, he fucked her hard the morning he left the Lannister camp. Robb was eating her like a mad man, he rubbed her clit in tight circles with his finger.

She moaned as she grinded her pussy on his face as he licked her clit down to her asshole. Robb moaned, feeling her sweet cunt on him. Her stomach tightened as she came, her thighs wrapped around Robb’s head. Her hands clenched his auburn curls. Jaime was half hard from Y/n’s whines and seeing cum ooze out of her as Robb raised up.

Robb smirked as he turned his head towards Jaime. He gently raised Y/n up to his chest before stripping down. Y/n’s eyes flickered to Jaime, Jaime gave her a reassuring smile. Robb gently grabbed her jaw to kiss her, this time she clutched her fingers in his hair. Robb had snuck his fingers down to her hole, one finger rubbed the outside. He plunged his two fingers into her weeping cunt. Y/n moaned against his lips.

After making her cum again, Robb released his fingers. Licking them off, he flipped Y/n to her stomach. She was facing Jaime as Robb grabbed her hips. Bringing her ass up, he gave her soft cheeks a couple snacks. Y/n wanted to turn around and slap his face. That was one thing Jaime never did even do for teasing. His punishment was usually face fucking her and throat training her despite her whins. Oddly enough Y/n liked it when Robb slapped her ass, she felt herself clenched around nothing.

“I’ll show you why your father should have sent you to Winterfell instead of that ugly rock” Robb teased her clit

Y/n bit her lip to hide how she was enjoying this. Being fucked by another man while her beloved watched. Jaime however was slowly losing his cool. Y/n was his wife, her pussy was his nobody else’s, her body was something for him to cherish and push her boundaries of pleasure.

Robb finally entered Y/n and he was bigger and thicker than Jaime. Y/n moaned it had been a bit too long to not be filled. She missed cockwarming Jaime, but Robb found new areas to touch. Felt like he was going to rip her into two. Robb slammed his hips against her ass repeatedly, her moans were so sweet. Her cunt was tight, warm and kept him snug, Robb loved. He thought it was worth killing Jaime and having Tywin Lannister kill him for it. Your cunt was sweet but maybe not worth his sisters and family being killed.

Y/n moaned as Robb grabbed her by her long hair making her look back at him. Her eyes meeting his Tully blue eyes, a couple whins falling out of her plump lips. Robb stuck two of his fingers in her mouth. The same ones that fucked her cunt in front of her husband moments ago. She could faintly taste herself on his fingers. She swirled her tongue around his dights, Robb smirked.

“Guess Kingslayer did good, training you. The perfect lady wife, gorgeous body with a sweet cunt” Robb rammed into her

She wanted to knock his stupid teeth out for calling Jaime that. She was the only one who knew why Jaime did it. She agreed with him, sometimes betraying someone will help innocent people live another day. But that was soon forgotten as she came around Robb’s cock. Except he didn’t stop his thrusts until she squirted. He let go of her hair and she fell into the cot, she silently moaned as she came down from her hair.

Damn maybe her father should have sent her North cause Jaime never made her do that. Jaime! It hit her, he was there and witnessed the whole thing. She looked up as Jaime was fuming , his fits were clenched as his chest heaved. Robb chuckled as he seen the kingslayer’s reaction

“Theon! Take Ser Jaime back to his cell” Robb called his friend.

Theon walked in, Y/n saw his hard cock in his pants. Theon grabbed Jaime’s arm as he walked out of her tent.

Robb stood up getting dressed

Y/n watched as Theon was across camp

“You never asked him anything”

“I was going to but the gods blessed you with the best cunt the realm has had. Forgive me for being distracted, my lady” Robb smirked as groped her breast.

“He’s never made me do that” Y/n smirked

“That’s a shame, my lady” Robb said

Y/n crawled off the bed as she stopped in front of Robb. Running her hands down his thighs “Can I tell you thank you?”

“At once” Robb snapped his fingers like he did at Greywind

“Not a dog”

“No, but you did let the wolf have his way with you. After all you are a lions wife, maybe” Robb smirked

Y/n looked up at him and cocked her eyebrows. Robb had a point, a very valid one. How could she ever lay with Jaime without feeling guilty about this night. Of course if Robb released Jaime and her.

#robb stark x reader #jaime lannister x reader #Jaime x Robb x reader #jaime lannister fic #robb stark smut

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strongheartneteyam · 1 year

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*:ꔫ:*ﾟHeadcanons

How he would try to show you he loves you/convince you to be his mate:

Jake/Ao'nung/Lo'ak/Neteyam x female!na'vi!reader

CW: fluff <33, pining, kissing, love confessions, touching (not in a sexual way, just touching someone else's body), yearning

Not proofread 🥲

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Jake: given his goofy nature, he would tell you jokes all the time and try to make you laugh as often as he could. He would always end up stealing some laughs from you at the end and that would always leave him feeling proud of himself, everytime he saw your pretty smile. Jake would also hunt meat from big Pandoran animals, the ones who are hard to kill, like the hammerhead titanothere, and bring the meat to you already prepared as a meal as an act of courting (and to prove to you he's a fearless warrior and a good mate who will be able to provide really good food for you if you choose him). He would tease you calling you "pretty girl", making you blush and sometimes get mad at him for making you flustered and vulnerable and Jake would find your angry face just so cute and smile widely, thinking he would never give up on trying to make you his mate because you're too adorable. One night, he would approach you after dinner time and say "I've been courting you for so long. Can you please end my suffering and let me be your mate? My heart is all yours, girl." He would look at you with those perfect yellow eyes, begging for you to be his. You would step next to him, touch his beautiful face and kiss his lips, making him grab you tight in his arms, breathing out in relief.

Ao'nung: He would bully almost every young person in Awa'atlu but it was different with you. He would never dare to make fun of you, scared to hurt you even slightly, because imagining your little precious heart aching because of something he said or did killed him. Ao'nung would smile at you a lot, but not in a devilish way like he did to others, but in a sincere, pure way. You didn't understand why he acted that way with you but you would smile shyly back and always be nice to him. He would teach you all he knows about fishing and diving. One day, he would ask you if you wanted to meet him just before eclipse would fall, in a quieter place next to the shore, where not a lot of na'vi would go at the time. You found that a little weird but as you knew him for long enough and he was the Olo'eyktan's son, you thought he wouldn't do anything bad to you, so, you accepted his offer. When you got there, he would be waiting, looking at the sea. When Ao'nung noticed you, he would give you that cute wide smile as you were coming closer. The moment you were standing in front of him, he would hold your hands. That surprised you but you liked the way it felt. Ao'nung would look at your eyes and say "I don't know if you noticed it by now, but you're more than special to me. Can I start courting you? I've made you some bracelets but never felt confident enough to give them to you. I didn't wanna ruin our friendship..." You would smile at him and say "I didn't see it coming... but yes, Ao'nung. I'd love to be courted by you."

Lo'ak: He would make it totally obvious that he wants you as his mate way before he finds the courage to start courting you, not because he is incredibly confident, but because he sucks at hiding his feelings for you. Lo'ak would stare at you a lot. He would be so talkative and extroverted next to everyone else but, next to you, he would suddenly become shy and talk less, what even made you think maybe he didn't really like you as a person but soon enough you caught him staring at you one day with his mouth slightly open, like he was in awe. When Lo'ak noticed you saw him, he didn't know what to do at first, but then he finally found the courage to say "sorry I look so weird, I was just... to be honest, I was trying to understand how can a girl be so beautiful and real at the same time." You chuckled at how cheesy it sounded and smiled at him. He smiled back, so happy he wasn't rejected, and after that day he started to gift you many delicate jewelry he would make for you that had your favorite stones in them and talk to you everyday until he finally was confident enough to ask you if he could kiss you, to which you said "yes, please" and he pulled you in, kissing you eagerly.

Neteyam: He would be so protective over you. Neteyam would treat you like a gentleman, helping you with any weight you needed to carry, always smiling at you and making you feel that you were special in his eyes, the chosen one among all the girls in Pandora. He would gift you with all types of things: fresh fruits, delicious fungi treats, jewelry and really sharp knives he made himself to help you hunt easier. Neteyam would always ask if he could sit next to you at meal time, when the na'vi would get together to eat and you would always say you'd love his company. You guys were inseparable, a big beautiful bond between the both of you. Neteyam would slowly work his way into being sure you liked him back, before making the next move, that would be a bold one. He would at first touch one of your braids slightly when you guys were laughing and talking. When he noticed you didn't show discomfort, with time, he started to touch your hands, then your shoulders, until it escalated to him touching your waist, which sent shivers down his spine. You would melt at every gentle touch Neteyam gave you. The time for the bold move came, and Neteyam would look deep into your eyes and say "I'm gonna do something now. Please, push me away if you don't like it." He would get his mouth close to yours and give you the most tender but intense kiss, like he was starving for your lips for so long. You kissed him back, holding onto his braids, which made him sure he did the right thing. Neteyam would whisper "I love you (y/n). I want so bad to be your mate." and gaze at your eyes until you said "I wish you had said it sooner. I want to be your mate too, Teyam."

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helloooo! can i request headcanons for a scenario where in the past reader was heavily infatuated with william but after being constantly rejected by him they sorta just gave up. now, he’s chasing them (with slight yandere behaviour) instead and they’re just sorta nonchalant towards him. thank u!!

✧ ⚠️: william being a creepy little shit, stalking, manipulation, obsessive behaviour, pining.

╰┈⪼ ୨ HC's where he's obsessively pining for your affection after being the one who initially rejected you. ୧

✧ Four years — It had been exactly four years with you trying your hardest to gain even a fraction of William's love and affection. Yet, he'd always push you away with the words, “It's not safe for you to be with me.” or “I can't, I have to focus on my mission.”

✧ His rejections towards you were always vague; subtly pushing the blame to the life that he leads. He'd never tell you directly that he didn't like you back the same way or didn't share the same feelings that you did for him. That always left you thinking, “Does he not like me back?” & “Is he just not in a relationship with me because of his work?”

✧ Eventually, you got tired of this constant back and forth with him where the two of you would never reach a firm, assuring outcome and completely gave up.

✧ At the same time, William had decided to go forth with his suicide mission. And although even after you gave up trying to get into a romantic relationship with him, he was still someone you cared for. Thus, you tried to stop him but in the end, your efforts were in vain.

✧ Although the news declared that William was dead, they had still not found his body — therefore, there was a slim chance that he could be alive, somewhere in the world. And that guess, that belief in you was correct.

✧ After waking up from his comatose state in America, his mind immediately drifted back to remembering your face. Everything you did for him and said to him, it all came back in a flash, suddenly making his heart clench in regret. You were one of the few people that genuinely cared for him, and he felt a great loss towards how he treated you so indifferently.

✧ When he returns from America, the first thing he does is try and find your whereabouts — which he does easily due to his connections and intellect. Upon finding you, he immediately apologises to you for doing what he did and treating you how he treated you.

✧ You, someone who had given up in the two of you long ago, calmly tell him that it's okay and you forgive him.

✧ His expression is one of surprise and.. hurt? Sure, he's very grateful that that you forgave him but that face you had — uncaring and distant — it made a shudder go down his spine. It was so different from the one that he was used to seeing before his dissapearance.

✧ Over the next few days, he tries to hang on to you, following you around everywhere with the excuse of “I simply want to catch up with a friend that I care deeply for.”

✧ You were fine with these for a few weeks before things eventually started turning out more eerie. You always found that his eyes were on you — via the reflection of the spoon's handle as you ate your food, showing how William would be watching you from the dark hallways behind you.

✧ Along with the fact that he always knew where you were, dropping by in the most convenient of places whenever you required help or assistance, perhaps for something as mundane as picking up something too heavy for you to carry or because you were trying to save a dying animal on the side of the road.

✧ “You're not following me, are you?” “My, I would never even think of doing something such as that and stoop that low.” “Then why are you always there everytime I need you?” “A mere coincidence, love. Surely, you aren't angered that I assisted you in something you, quite desperately, may I add, needed help in?” “...I was trying to tie my shoe laces tightly, Liam.” “I think that is desperation enough.”

✧ William definitely gaslights and manipulates you, playing the victim card whenever you accuse him of stalking you. He's also begun to use teams of endearments even if the two of you aren't in a relationship.

✧ You ignore his ever-so-growing-by-the-second romantic advances towards you, making William even further obsessed and intrigued by you. Oh, how he's dying to have his hands on you. But that's something he can't do - no - he has to be gentle in his actions, cautious with his scheming, otherwise you'll just run away from him even further.

✧ William's begun to drop you flowers everyday, sometimes infront of your doorstep, sometimes infront of your workplace, anywhere he has easy access to and won't make you suspect him.

✧ Not that you care anyway, right? You think of his actions like how one would when being gifted something on your birthday, as if it was the norm, as if it was something that happened too many times for you to count, or care.

✧ He'll find this adorable as well, thinking of this as a game between the two of you, a switch in power. He wants you to cave in and he will die trying.

✧ “After all,” He thinks. “How long can this game of yours last — knowing I'm cornering you by the minute?”

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vex91 · 6 months

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Kim Taeyeon - We'll meet again

Pairing: Kim Taeyeon x Female Reader

Fandom: Girls' Generation

Requested by: @slowlydifferentbluebird

Request: Hi bestie, I'm here to ask you for a new fic, this time regarding a group you haven't written about yet: SNSD. What about Y/N being a long time SM trainee, but given that SM didn't seem intentioned to debut you, you decide to leave the Company, maybe to join another one, maybe to change completely your road. And Taeyeon is so destroyed by the news that she considers to leave SM too. I'll leave you decide all the rest, including the end. Good luck and don't overwork yourself, bestie ❤

Zazá

Summary: Being a trainee was all you've ever knew since SM never debuted you and seeing that they aren't planning it anytime soon, you decided to leave and move to New York. After finding out about it Taeyeon is devastated.

A/N: Hi bestie, thanks for requesting for mother Taeyeon, we all needed that🤭❤

3rd's POV

SM Entertainment was known for their unbelievable good vocalists and artists. They had good vocalists at every corner and it seemed like they just knew who should and who shouldn't debut but it was so far from the truth for Taeyeon. Everytime she heard news about SM debuting another group and there would be nothing about you, she would just roll her eyes at how stupid the company is for letting you sit around doing nothing but train without acknowledging the fact that you were more than ready to debut.

You started out as a trainee when Girls' Generation debuted and you were the same age as their maknae. You being 16 at the time and half American who left New York to debut in Korea made Taeyeon super protective of you despite her being only 2 years older. She made sure to always check on you during her free time and help you in anything you needed help with. She had a soft spot for you and it was obvious to other trainees and her members since you were the only SM trainee that she took such a good care of.

She was your biggest supporter, one of the people who cheered for you the most and assured you of your talents for years and despite it always motivating you to keep going it unfortunately wasn't enough and you started doubting not only your skills but yourself too and that broke Taeyeon's heart. She hated how SM continued to ignore your talents for years now and she could see that you were about to give up and she was right.

"I can do this anymore unnie"

Taeyeon turned her head to look at you. You and Taeyeon were out in the park, you managed to find an empty spot where chances of someone recognizing Taeyeon were low, letting you both to just sit back and relax together.

Your words didn't sit right with the older girl and the bad feeling formed in her stomach, she knew that what you were about to tell her wouldn't be nice and that scared her. She was scared that she was going to lose you in some way "What do you mean?" Her question was quiet and it was obvious that she was afraid of your answer.

"I want to leave SM"

Oh.

Taeyeon would be lying if she said that she didn't saw that coming but it didn't changed the fact that it hurt. She looked at the ground and silence took over until she heard you add something "And I plan to go back to my family... to New York" Taeyeon head quickly snapped in your direction, eyes wide as her heart hammered against her chest after what you said. You were leaving Korea? Leaving her? She didn't wanted to lose you. She didn't wanted you to leave.

"Huh? But why?" Taeyeon knew that this question was stupid, it was obvious that it was all SM's fault but still she needed to hear it from you to confirm it, even if she hated the idea of that. She just needed to hear it from you to let it sink in "I'm just... tired. Unnie I've been training for years and I've accomplished nothing, I feel like all my efforts and time was wasted and right now I just feel like going back home to my family will be the best option for everyone" Tears formed in your eyes as you tried to desperately wiped them away. Seeing you like this made Taeyeon cry herself.

"What about me then? I need you" Taeyeon whispered as she intertwined your fingers, clasping your hands together. This made your heart beat faster as you remembered all the times she held your hand during moments when you felt like everything was too much to you, it always helped you feel a little better. This time though it didn't helped and you feared that no matter how much you love Taeyeon, she wasn't enough to make you stay this time. You had to leave, that was what was the best for you, even if right now it hurt.

"I'm so sorry Tae... I'm really sorry" And just like that you stood up and left. Leaving Taeyeon behind, both of you crying your hearts out knowing that there was nothing that could fix this situation right now. You both just had to accept that.

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Few weeks passed. You and Taeyeon didn't talked during it and mostly avoided each other whenever you met at the company. Honestly it was quite surprising for everyone there, especially Taeyeon's members. You and Taeyeon were known to be close, inseparable even so seeing you both so distant confused everyone, no one was used to seeing you without each other.

It continued like this until the paperwork you needed to leave was done and soon you were never seen at the company, not by other trainees or artists and no one knew what happened, no one except a certain leader who's heart longed to be by your side again buy it was impossible right now unfortunately.

A week later news about you leaving got to the company and it's artists, you were quite close with all of them so it shocked them but they understood you and they were more than happy to see you off at the airport. Well all of them except Taeyeon who layed in her bed on that day with no plans on moving. She didn't wanted to move, if she did she would be reminded of you leaving and she hated that. She hated how quick you were to leave since your last conversation with her.

A knocking on her door got her attention as she watched them open revealing Tiffany with a small smile. Taeyeon looked away from it, right now she didn't wanted to see anyone smile at her, not when she was such a trash to not see her best friend off at the airport. Despite her personal feelings about it she should be there no matter what but it was just too hard, she wouldn't be able to bear seeing you walk away for no one knows how long.

Tiffany knew that the older girl was more than a mess and she needed someone beside her depsite her assurances that she needs to be alone. Taeyeon could fool anyone but not Tiffany, she couldn't lie to her and say that she wanted space when all she needed was comfort of another person. That's why Taeyeon didn't pushed Tiffany away when the girl hugged her and instead she clung onto the younger girl, crying into her shoulder and letting out all the feelings she held inside.

"She's probably at the airport right now, you sure you don't wanna see her off?" Taeyeon stared at her lap. Truthfully she wanted to, she wanted to see you, she wanted to hold you and tell you about her feelings but most importantly she wanted to kiss you but she was a coward. She was scared that she was gonna drive you even more away which was pretty stupid since you were already literally flying away. Tiffany continued rubbing her best friend's back while also trying to change her mind.

"I'm sure she would love to see you there" That hit Taeyeon a lot "How would you know that?" The older girl snapped but quickly calm down not wanting to take all of her hurt and anger out on anyone else. Tiffany's words just hit her heart so much, all she wanted was for your heart to seek her and want her around you "She told me, she said that she wished you two could see each other at least once before she moves to New York" That made Taeyeon feel like a selfish jerk. She ignored you to not get hurt but she never imagined that it would hurt you too having to move while not knowing what your best friend even thought of you now. In a second she stood up and ran out of her house. She got into her car and speed off to the airport.

There she noticed some of the SM artists coming back to the entrance, probably being done with saying goodbye to you. This made Taeyeon ran faster in the direction she knew you would be, she just wished it wasn't too late. She ran and ran, sometimes even nearly bumping into other people but she continued running with only one thing in her mind - you. And soon after she noticed you in the distance, walking with your suitcase to the checking off gate "Y/N!" She screamed. Your eyes widened at the voice before you turned around but before you could even get a closer look at her, she embraced you into a tight hug, keeping you closely to herself.

Oh how she missed having you close. She was a fool for thinking she could go another day with you thinking she hated you.

"I'm so sorry Y/N, for distancing myself. I just... I was so afraid that I would lose you if you moved back to New York. I-I love you so much" She mumbled quickly in your hair as she continued hugging you. You listened closely to her whole rant before slowly hugging her back, just as tightly "Tae... you were so stupid for ignoring me but I was stupid too for not even trying to talk with you. I love you too, so so much" You smiled at her and Taeyeon couldn't help but cry a little as she connected your lips in a slow but sweet kiss. Feeling your lips moving in sync with hers was all she ever wanted and she was so happy that she could experience it.

After pulling away from each other you wiped her tears with a smile "Don't cry love, we'll meet again. After I'll figure some things out, I'll come back" Taeyeon nodded at your words as she held you "Yeah, I know. I'll make sure that we'll meet again. If you don't come back then I'll move to you" She kissed you again but this time shorter since you had to go catch your flight.

And so she watched you walk away from her once again but this time with a much lighter heart as she knew that no matter what, you two will be together.

#vex writes #girls' generation x reader #kim taeyeon x reader #kim taeyeon

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Not Mine

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: A glimpse into the rise and downfall of Y/N’s relationship. Torn between wanting to move on with her life, but also wanting to relive the past. Constantly struggling, but will she figure it out in the end?🫂

Warnings⚠️: None really just get your tissue boxes ready😔. This one’s longggg too LOLLL

Song for the imagine: Strange- Celeste

Isn’t it strange

How people can change

From strangers to friends

Friends into lovers

And strangers again?

Day 374

Another day slipping from my fingers. My breathing shallow as my eyes blinked slowly. Staring out my bedroom window as the rain trickled down the glass offering me a reflection of who I hated.

I’d like to think I’m numb to the feeling at this point, but everytime I hear his name, or see his face my chest physically hurts. Some sick and twisted part of me indulged in this feeling. I wanted to feel pain. I thrived off of it. I mean it makes us stronger in the end doesn’t it?

200 days pondering. I’ve spent 200 days trying to scoop my life together. When you’re left with no true explanation your mind tends to go overboard. Filling the cracks with reasons and excuses that you were never given.

He wasn’t mine, and I was so blind to it. Trying to fix someone who so badly didn’t care. Too blind by infatuation to see how he truly felt.

Day 180

“I just don’t understand why” I stated staring down at my empty cup

“You can’t sit here and try to figure out someone who was never even open to you fully in the first place” my friend said to me

“I mean I know, but why give me this false hope. Make it seem like you saw a future with me. When he didn’t” I said swallowing thickly

“It’s been 6 days, do not beat yourself up over it okay? You’re killing yourself trying to rack your brain looking for the whys?” She said caressing my arm

“ I reached out to him yesterday” I said sniffling

“And?” She asked looking at me with a soft smile

“He said he couldn’t see me this weekend, but maybe another time” I replied breaking down

“Please don’t cry okay, you’re going to be okay” she said pulling me and hugging me

Day 374

I got up from my chair and walked out to my living room. I inhaled a shaky breath as I looked around the dimly lit room. My eyes landed on my coffee table. I trembled at the sight of the Polaroids of us littered along the mahogany wood, the vase he got me with nothing in it, and the books he purchased for me.

I started to breathe heavily and my hands began to shake.

“I HATE YOU” I screamed, shoving everything off the table with my fists. Breaking down as I heard the glass shatter and the books tumble down

“I hate your stupid fuck boy hair cut, I hate your cold blue eyes, I hate your stupid dry skin and your cracked lips, I hate your ugly smile….I HATE YOU” I screamed the last part as I banged my fists on the table

Dry heaving from the panic attack I was putting myself through.

Day 1

My eyes browsed the pastry display as I waited in line. These all looked so good, and it was hard to pick just one, but finally my eyes landed on the last heart shaped cookie on the rack

“Next!” I heard someone yell out, my eyes darting their way

“Good morning” I said offering a smile

“Good morning! What can I get for you today” the older woman said smiling at me

“May I have a small hot latte, and the heart shaped cookie right there” I said pointing over to the glass

“Sure thing honey” she said ringing me up

After paying she turned around and began to make my latte while I waited.

As I waited I felt a presence next to me, so I looked over locking eyes with a pair of blue ones. I offered him a smile and he returned the favor

“One latte and one heart cookie” the woman said handing me my stuff

“Thank you” I said grabbing my stuff and smiling at her

“Have a good day” she said

“You too” I replied and began to walk away, nodding my head at the guy who was next to me

I left the cafe and walked to the bookstore down the road. I was browsing around when I decided to walk into the horror aisle

I was looking at some books, mindlessly walking sideways when I bumped into someone.

“Oh sorry” I said looking up, and meeting those same blue eyes

“You’re good” he said smiling at me

“I was walking while looking at the books” I said looking over at the shelves

“You’re heart shaped cookie girl” he said pointing at me

“That would be me” I said laughing

“Those are my favorite, and you got the last one” he said fake pouting

“Would you like it?” I asked him offering him the bag

“Oh no no, thank you though” he said with his hand on his chest

“So you like horror too?” I asked him

“Uhhh no” he said laughing at bit

“Well then I think you’re in the wrong aisle” I said giggling

“I actually don’t read” he said putting his hands in his pockets

“Then why are you at a bookstore?” I asked tilting my head

“Well I like to look at the covers, I’m more of a visual type of guy” he replied

“Ahhh makes sense” I said nodding my head

“But uh don’t let me stop you from looking” he said stepping away from the shelf

I nodded at him and began to look at some books. My eyes landed on a Stephen King book, and I grabbed it immediately

“I’m going to have a seat at those tables and read this book a bit, you can join if you’d like” I said looking over at the boy

“I wouldn’t want to infiltrate” he said back

“Oh no never, join me” I stated smiling at him

We sat at the table, and I took the cookie out of the bag breaking it in half.

“Have half” I said looking up at him

“No don’t worry” he said nodding at me

“Please I insist” I said handing him the cookie

Finally he obliged and began to eat it. We sat chatting for a while about random stuff. When suddenly my phone rang, and I realized I was late to meeting up with my friend

“Oh my god I’m so sorry, but I’m actually supposed to be somewhere right now and I’m totally late” I said scooting back from the chair

“Oh no worries” he said standing up as well

“It was nice talking to you…” I said looking at him

“Matthew, but I go by Matt” he said sticking his hand out

“Well Matt it was nice talking to you, I’m Y/N” I said shaking his hand

“It was great talking to you too” he said smiling at me

“Here let me give you my number. I’d like to talk again” I said nervously

“Yeah sure” he said taking his phone out

After we exchanged numbers I went on with my day

Day 5

Matt and I had met for dinner to catch up. I was enjoying my time with him. He was truly a cool person to hang around, and I slowly felt myself looking for him in my day to day interactions.

“So Matt what brings you to LA” I said looking up at him

“Well I just moved here with my brothers. We’re from Boston and we came here for our jobs” he said

“Ohhh nice what do you do?” I asked taking a sip of my drink

“Well we’re social media influencers” he said laughing a bit

“Oh that’s nice” I said smiling at him

He had shown me their pages and what they do, and I found it fascinating. They were also pretty famous might I add. I felt special hanging out with him, not going to lie.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” I asked him

“No” he replied

“Is it hard because you go between LA and Boston?” I asked

“No I just prefer to be alone” he said chuckling

“Ahhh I see” I said nodding my head

“I just don’t believe in the whole love and soulmate stuff” he replied

“No? How come” I asked him

“I mean what even is love you know? People just throw that word around, and it just ends up hurting people. I like to keep my peace and I like to be single. Less problems” he said

“That’s true” I said nodding my head

“Do you have a boyfriend?” He asked

“Oh no, but I do believe in love and soulmates. I just haven’t found mine” I said laughing

Matt nodded his head and we continued to eat. The rest of the night was amazing, sharing our philosophies on different topics and truly enjoying each others companies

Day 30

Matt and I had been hanging out pretty much everyday, and I truly enjoyed it. Of course I had my own friends, but he was a breath of fresh air.

The only other issue was that I began to have feelings towards him. I tried not to because I know he didn’t believe in love or girlfriends. But he made it hard when he was exactly what I looked for in a man

“You know I enjoy this a lot” he said as we sat on a bench eating ice cream

“Yeah? Me too” I said looking over at him

“It’s nice to just get out with you and have a good time I like it” he said eating his ice cream

“I like it too” I replied

“And I like you too” he said shrugging his shoulders

“I like you too Matt” I replied looking over at him again

That night Matt had walked me home since I wasn’t too far from the ice cream shop.

“Well this is me” I said pointing to the building

“Thank you for coming out tonight” he said

“Thank you for inviting me I had a blast” I said

“Well I’ll let you go now” he said opening his arms for a hug

I hugged Matt and in that moment I felt like my dreams were slowly becoming a reality.

When we pulled away we stopped and stared at one for a moment. Our eyes searched for an answer when suddenly he leaned down and kissed me.

Our lips locked in such a beautiful kiss.

That night when we parted ways my heart thumped with adrenaline. My mind racing with all the possibilities of what we could be.

Day 50

“This view is amazing” Matt said looking at the city line beneath us

“Isn’t it? I come up here when I want to think and clear my mind, but it’s just so beautiful I had to bring you” I said

“There’s not many people here” he replied looking around

“Well yeah, it’s a secret spot” I said smiling at him

“You took me to your secret spot? Am I that special?” He asked

“I guess so” I said biting my bottom lip

He came up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist as he leaned his head on my shoulder. Swaying us side to side slowly.

“When I want to clear my mind I got to this small beach that not many people know about in Boston. It’s actually a place I discovered when my first girlfriend broke up with me. I was so hurt and angry that I just kept driving and landed there” he said looking at the skyline

“I’ve never told anyone that” he whispered

My heart fluttered at this. Being able to break down his walls to get him to tell me more about himself made me warm inside. I think I was changing him….

“I thought you didn’t believe in love?” I said in a whisper

“Well after her I don’t. She completely destroyed me, and I vouched to never give my heart to anyone again” he replied looking at me

“And what about me?” I said laughing

“You’re different” he said tapping my chin with his thumb

Day 63

Matt and I had just had sex for the first time. I mean it was amazing he was so careful with me like I was a dainty feather. He took his time, caressing my every inch, kissing all my insecurities away. He made me feel loved.

My mind moved as we laid in his bed, the sheets keeping us tangled together. The sunlight kissing his skin as he laid on my chest lightly snoring.

His right hand gently placed on my torso as my right hand raked through his hair. Massaging his scalp and occasionally running down his back as the goosebumps rose on his skin.

A smile growing on my face as Matt laid in my arms. My mind playing all our possibilities repeatedly. Matt made me the happiest girl in the world, and I didn’t even know if he realized how special this made me feel

Day 97

My mind began to race as insecurities began to cloud my mind. We’ve been seeing each other for well over two months now, and I wasn’t sure what we were?

I paced around my living room as Matt sat on the couch watching me.

“Y/N what’s wrong?” He asked me, causing me to stop in my tracks

“What….what are we?” I asked looking at him

“What do you mean?” He asked

“I mean us Matt. Were sleeping together, going on dates sending each other gifts, but you haven’t said I was your girlfriend” I replied

“I liked you Y/N a lot, and who cares about labels okay? I want to be with you and that’s all” he said

“I guess…I guess you’re right” I said nodding at him

Day 132

I slammed the door behind me as I stomped into my kitchen throwing my stuff down. I grabbed a bottle of water and began to drink it

“What's the issue now?” Matt asked throwing his hands up in defense

“The issue? Matt some girl was practically throwing herself on you, and you didn’t do a single thing, but when I tell her to back off I’m the problem” I said walking over to him

“Well I can handle my own. I told her I wasn’t interested, and the way you acted was embarrassing” he said

“Matt this happens all the time, and I’m sorry if I embarrassed you, but I’ve had enough of this shit happening” I said shoving past him

“It’s not that serious okay” he said

“You know what? It is serious Matthew. I don’t get this whole casual thing. I want to be your girlfriend. You don’t take me on dates, buy me flowers and have sex with me and say you want this to be casual and just a friends with benefit type of thing. FRIENDS DONT DO THIS” I said raising my voice

“I don’t know what you expect from me. I’ve made this clear from the beginning” he said sighing

“Get out….JUST GET THE FUCK OUT” I yelled opening the front door

Matt left and I slammed the door behind him. Falling down and breaking down on the ground. Why was he being so cruel to me? I didn't get it.

Day 135

I hadn’t spoken to Matt in 3 days, and it was truly bothering me. I prayed he would call or, or show up at my door, but I was disappointed when I got nothing.

I paced my living room anxious and biting my nails contemplating if I should head over to Matt’s house.

After some more bantering with myself I opened my front door to walk out, when I saw Matt getting ready to knock on my door.

“I…what are you doing here?” I asked him

“I came here to say sorry” he said his head hung low

“It’s okay Matt. I just need you to tell me that we aren’t just friends” I said as I moved out the way to let him walk in

He slowly began to walk in without saying a word when I stopped him

“Please” I said in a whisper

“I can’t give you that because it’s not the truth. I’ve made it clear from the beginning I don’t do love. I’m sorry if this isn’t what you want” he said looking at me

Like an idiot I ignored his statement and let him into my house. I swore up and down I could change his mind and make him see that we were meant to be together.

Day 171

Matt and I went bowling which was his favorite thing to do, but the whole time it was like his mind was elsewhere.

“I got a strike babyyyy” I said doing a dance that he loved seeing me do

“Nice” he said offering me a half smile

“What’s wrong?” I asked sitting down next to him

“Nothings wrong” he said looking over at me

“I can tell by your demeanor, are you okay?” I asked again reading his face for an answer

“I’m just tired is all” he said

“We can leave, we can get something to eat or head back to my house” I said smiling at him

“I think…I think I’m going to call it a night” he said standing up

“Oh okay” I said also standing up

We closed our lane and headed outside. He waited for a Uber while my house was two blocks down.

“I’ll uh I’ll see you in a few days” he said nodding at me

“Umm yeah sure” I said bluntly

He kissed me on the cheek as his Uber pulled up. He got in without saying anything else, and didnt even look at me as it drove away.

I walked back home that night confused, hurt and angry. Why was he being this way with me?

Day 174

Matt had asked me to meet him at the cafe we first met around 12. I had gotten there around 12:05, and met him at a table in the back

“Hi” I said sitting down

“Hi” he said staring at me

“Sooo what’s up” I said getting nervous

“I think we should part ways” he said swallowing thickly

“What?” I said as my brows furrowed

“I mean we’re just not meant to be. We fight all the time now and I find no joy in what we do” he said blinking

“I mean couples fight all the time right? This is normal we just have to learn to talk it out” I said reaching out to grab his hand

“The thing is I don’t like who I force myself to be around you. What we had was great, but I’m not ready for a relationship and I can’t give you what you want” he stated

“But…but we can work this out. We can find a middle ground” I said fighting for my life

“No Y/N….we’re over” he stated

I looked at him and blinked. When I saw how serious he was I got up from the table and walked away.

I looked back and prayed he’d be lookin for me, but he wasn’t. He didn’t even care to watch me walk out of his life.

That day ruined me

Day 200

I laid in bed most days tossing and turning as the memories of us played in my mind. Haunted by these memories I often forced myself to sleep, or to cry. My wales so loud I couldn’t even hear my own thoughts

Day 43

“So how’s it going with Matt?” My friend asked

“Oh it’s going amazing! I’m head over heels for this guy, and I think we’re going to end up together” I told her

“Tell me more about him” she said as her eyes lit up

“Oh god I love his hair, the wavy brown locks, and I love his blue eyes I swear I could see a glimpse of us in them, and I love his skin how soft it is and how his cheeks flush when I compliment him, I love his lips they’re so plump and moisturized all the time and I love his smile. His teeth are gorgeous and his smile lights up any room he walks into” I said smiling like an idiot

“Oh god… you really are in love with him” she said laughing

“I guess so” I said laughing with her

Day 205

It was a bit over a month now since I last spoke to Matt. I mean I used to see him everywhere and it’s just like he disappeared off the face of the earth.

My chest physically hurts every single day. I was so stupid to think I could change him. He made it clear from the beginning that he didn’t want a girlfriend.

How stupid and blind could I be to think he’d want me. I mean no one ever wants me in the end.

I killed myself for a guy who didn’t care.

Day 387

Here I was finally stepping out of the house after a week of trapping myself away. There was a crafting fair in my area, and I really needed to get out and walk and smell the fresh air.

I stopped at a few booths and purchased some things. Trying my hardest not to purchase things that reminded me of Matt.

After the last booth I decided to have a seat at a small table as I watched children play in the street. A smile creeped on my face as I watched them.

So pure and innocent, and life has yet to screw them over. On how I’d pay to go back in time and be a kid again. As I continued to watch them my thoughts were interrupted

“Y/N?” I heard to the left of me

My brows furrowed and I turned my head looking over. My breath hitching in my throat.

“Matt?” I said confused

“How have you been?” He asked smiling at me and taking a seat

“Oh I’ve been good” I said offering him a smile

“That’s great. I haven’t seen you in so long. You look good” he said

“Thank you, i know it’s been a long time” I said laughing a bit

“What are you up to these days?” He asked me

“Uhh you know just working, reading and writing” I said

“Did you ever finish that book you started writing? It was…it was really good” he said

“Oh man I forgot about that book….Im not even sure where it is” I said

“You should look for it, and finish it. I’d love to read it” he said smiling at me

“Maybe one day” I said nodding at him

“How have you been?” I asked him

“Me? Oh I’ve been good just working with my brothers still can you believe we’re at 5 million subscribers” he said smiling

“Congrats you guys deserve it” I said

“Thank you….wow this is just amazing seeing you again” he said looking at me with soft eyes

“Yeah it is” I said swallowing thickly

He went to speak when a girl appeared behind him

“Oh there you are Matt” she said walking over to him

“Oh hi” he said standing up

“Uhh Crystal this is Y/N, and Y/N this is Crystal my girlfriend” he said

“Nice to meet you” I said, shaking her hand. My stomach twisting into knots

“It’s so nice to finally meet you. Matt has told me so much about you. He says he’s learned a lot about life from you” she said

“That’s great to hear” I said glancing over at Matt

“Well um I don’t want to keep you, it was great seeing you” Matt said

“Ditto” I said

With that they gave me one last glance and walked away.

My mind wrapped around the word ‘girlfriend’……I wasn’t even sure how to feel truly.

Day 426

I had driven up to the hilltop I always went to when I needed to think. After splitting with Matt I refused to come up here. The memories paining me too much.

I was ready to start fresh, and let go of the past. I wanted to be released of Matt’s shackles, and I needed to start somewhere. So the hilltop was the first thing that came to mind.

I watched the busy street bustle beneath me as I let my mind race freely. Coming to the realization that love and soulmates were all bullshit.

Lies fed to us through books, music and movies. It’s a nice thought, but in the end it doesn’t really work out.

I couldn't be angry at anyone. I mean this is just the fact of life.

I let a smile creep on my face as I sniffled. Finding peace of mind was something I looked forward to and I had to take it day by day.

I let the wind rustle through my hair as I watched the trees sway and the golden sun kiss my skin. Life was beautiful and I was taking it for granted.

“Y/N” I suddenly heard from behind me

I quickly turned around and met eyes with Matt

“Matthew” I said giving him a weak smile

“Strange finding you here” he said walking over to me

“This is my secret place” I said batting my tears away

“I suppose that’s true” he replied laughing and sitting next to me

“Congrats on uhh the girlfriend” I said looking at the skyline

“Don’t say it unless you mean it” he said bumping his shoulder into mine

“Well then in that case my lips are sealed” I said

He let out a breath of air and looked at the skyline

“So uhh are you okay?” He asked after a moment of silence

“I will be” I said kicking the gravel around

“You know it sucks realizing everything you believe in is false” I said wiping my nose

“What do you mean?” He asked looking over at me

“You know soulmates and love and all that shit, you were right” I said looking over at him

“No” he said shaking his head

“Yes don’t look at me like that” I said rolling my eyes

“It was meant to be with Crystal and I. I mean if I never stopped her to tell her she dropped her bag…we wouldn’t be where we are now. And the whole time I would think you were right” he said

“No you didn’t” I said laughing

“Yes! Yes I did” he said laughing too

“It’s just….its just me you weren’t right about, and I’m sorry I couldn’t be the one for you” he said looking at me as he blinked a few tears away

I looked at him and let a few tears fall. Someone I thought was truly mine…but he was not mine. I was the person who paved the way for him to find who he truly needed in life

“You never wanted to be my boyfriend, but here you are” I said nodding my head

“I know, but it just happened” he said

“I don’t understand…I don’t understand how it just happened” I said shaking my head

“I just woke up one day and I knew….I knew that she was who I could spend the rest of my life with” he replied wiping his eye

“Knew what?” I said as my voice got shaky

“Knew what I was never sure of with you” he said looking at me

Those words pained me….they did, but I couldn’t be mad at him. I can not hate someone who doesn’t want me, it's not their fault.

Day 78

“Matt how do you know believe in love I don’t get it” I said laughing as I played with his hair

“It’s simple, I just don’t. What does it even mean? I say this all the time” he said laughing

“How do you know you’re not in love is the real question” I replied back

“Well how would I know?” He said running his hands up my thigh as he laid on my stomach

“I don’t know…..you just wake up one day and you just know” I replied back

To this he stood quiet, and it made me wonder if he was falling in love with me

Day 426

“Yeah” I said ina whisper

Matt pulled me in for a hug and rubbed my back. A hug I so badly needed and I gripped onto him letting a few more tears slip from my eyes. I thought what we had was real, and it wasn’t. And this would be the last time I would really feel Matt

He pulled away and looked into my eyes smiling at me

“I should go, but I’m really happy to see that you’re doing good” he said standing up and walking away

“Matt” I called out and he turned around

“I really do hope that you’re happy” I said standing up

He looked at me for a few seconds licking his lips and flashing a toothy smile at me. Nodding his head and whispering a thank you.

He turned back around and walked away.

I sat back down on the bench running my hands through my hair as I let the tears fall.

This…this is where I would be leaving any memory and may hope of Matt. He would stay here on this hilltop overlooking LA.

Day 574

Dear Diary,

It’s been 400 days since I parted ways with Matt. It’s been over a year and I can finally say that I am happy and okay. The very last conversation with Matt was hard, but it was needed.

I needed him to let me go, so that I could let him go. He helped me understand it all, and for that I’m thankful. He cleared a path for me that would make it easier for me to go on with life.

Although I spent many nights praying that he and I were meant for each other deep down I’m glad that we weren’t. I’m glad he was in my life when he was because who knows who I would be right now. I’m forever grateful he was put into my life to show me the beauty and the pain of it all.

I still have love for Matt, but in a different way than most would think. He helped me find peace of mind, and although it was painful and agonizing torture I’m glad I went through it.

He showed me that there’s much more in life and even though he was not mine I could push forward with myself. He opened my eyes to a lot of things, and I’m grateful for it. He’s doing well with his girlfriend, and I couldn’t be more happy for him. I sometimes find myself wondering what that would be like if it was him and I, but I try not to think about it.

He’s helped me be a better me. I finished my book finally and had it published. It’s actually doing really well, and even showed his support. Saying even though he doesn’t read he finds himself going back to my pages and re reading them. He really is the best thing that has happened to me.

Even though he didn’t make it to the end of my story I’m still grateful he was a part of the chapters. And I will always be grateful to be a part of his story, watching from the sidelines as one of his cheerleaders.

He deserves it all!

So with that diary I am finally closing this chapter of my life, and beginning a new one. Manifesting the life that I have always wanted for myself and happy where I’m heading.

This is the last page of this diary, and it’s such a bittersweet ending to end this right here and wonder if it’ll continue on a new page in a fresh book…..I guess time will tell, and with that I’m off to new ventures!

Sincerely,

Y/N

I shut my book and closed my pen. Rolling my shoulders as I looked out the cafe window. Smiling at the young children playing in the streets….the beauty of life!

I finished my coffee and threw it in the trash. Stretching and cracking my neck as I gathered my journal and pen. I began to walk away

“Excuse me miss” I heard from behind me

“Uh yes” I said turning around

“You left your bag” he said walking over to me with it

“Oh shoot! My minds all over the place” I said shaking my head and grabbing my bag from him

“Oh man I get that!” He said laughing

“Well thank you….” I said waiting for his name

“Oh Samuel! But I go by Sam” he said sticking his hand out for me to shake

A chill ran up my spine….i've come full circle again

“Well thank you Sam, I’m Y/N” I said shaking his hand

“You’re welcome Y/N” he said smiling at me

“I’ll see you around” I said nodding at him

“Yeah I’ll see you around” he said moving his glasses up with his right hand

My eyes immediately darted to the book in his hand….

The same Stephen King book I picked up when I met Matt.

What a small world….

The End

Alright this one was LONGGGGG, but I loved writing it🥺, and I hope you guys enjoyed it. This will not be a series just a quick little imagine where the ending is up to the reader🤭. I love yall and I hope you enjoyed reading it🥹🖤🖤 Also this is based on 500 Days of Summer because that movie broke meeee😭

-J💅🏽

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