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strawbrryval · 3 months

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CAN U WRITE FOR SUKUNA IM BEGGING HJFJFJRR

Never Lose Me

you knew sukuna would kill you if he knew where you were right now, but you didn't care. you had it in your airy little head that he was a cheater because of what one of your 'homegirls' told you.

it all started when you were in your shared apartment laid on the bed scrolling through instagram waiting for 'kuna to come home when your 'friend' sent you a picture of him hugging this girl.

you never were the smartest, so you never second-guessed the photo. you on the other hand immediately broke down into tears. sukuna never liked her and always suggested you get better friends for a reason.

he always got weird vibes from her because she continuously tried to make passes at him whenever you weren't around.

you could only imagine your boyfriend's surprise to get drunken texts and voicemails of you telling him to 'go fuck himself' and how you 'don't need him'.

my supersoaker🫶🏼💞: [ forwarded an image ]

my supersoaker🫶🏼💞: nigga FUCJ you

my supersoaker🫶🏼💞: i thoguth we had somethgin anf you trwest me like thid??? i hste you!

hubby💝: ??? baby? who sent you that???

hubby💝: and are you at the fucking club??

you stared at your phone through teary eyes as you blocked his number and turned off location sharing. you shoved your phone into your purse and continued drinking your feelings away.

sukuna had been watching from across the bar for probably 20 minutes now. he watched you flirting with the guy you were talking to for maybe the same amount of time. he studied the way you held onto his arm and laughed at all his jokes. it made his blood boil.

“what do you say we take this a step further hm?~” his hand slipped up your thigh and you giggled when he started nibbling on your neck.

“nah fuck this.” your boyfriend slammed his drink on the counter and stormed towards you, angrily shoving people out of the way but he didn't care. his main focus was you.

he didn't say anything as he heaved you over the shoulder like a sandbag, ignoring your protests and the weird looks he got as he exited the bar. he practically threw you in the passenger's seat and locked the door.

the car ride to his house was dead silent. except for your protests and complaints about your boyfriend's behavior.

“Bitch why the fuck did you do all that for?” you stared at him with your arms crossed over your chest in annoyance, glaring at him for an answer that never came.

the rest of the ride was just you looking out the window and light curses underneath your breath of “cheating ass”, “hoe ass”, “worthless ass”.

once you got home, sukuna parked the car and dragged you into his house with a tight grip on your arm.

he walked into his bedroom and threw you down on the bed before locking the door. then sukuna finally spoke after what was hours after not speaking.

“you gonna explain your sudden little tantrum or do i have to fuck the attitude outta you first?”

sukuna chuckled when you still had your arms crossed over your chest, not looking in his direction. your eyes were puffy as you let out little hiccups and sniffles. you were still mad at him for spoiling your fun. how cute.

just then he harshly gripped your chin forcing you to look at him. “it’s really rude to not look people in the eyes when they’re talking to you.”

his hands traveled down to your neck and he squeezed it tightly, you felt a breathy chuckle in your ear before he began to speak.

“so that’s how it’s gonna be, huh ma?”

it was about 20 minutes later and your brain was so foggy to the point where you couldn’t remember how you got into this position.

your boyfriend had you on all fours, one of his hands pulling your hair back into a makeshift ponytail, the other wrapped around your neck pulling your head back to whisper the most disgusting things into your ear.

“you think what you said t’me was nice? you thought it was funny to send me those voicemails and texts while i was working? huh? y’had me worrying my ass off you dumb. fucking. bitch.”

he emphasized those last three words with harsh thrusts, before pulling your head back to tap his fingers at the side of your cheek. “open.” he mumbled before spitting roughly in your mouth. “swallow all that shit.” he spat before shoving your face back into the pillow before you.

he took this time to analyze how small your figure was compared to his. you were so much smaller… so vulnerable… so much easier to manhandle.

sukuna decided to tease you. fucking you slowly, working every inch of his thick cock into your little hole as slowly as he could. he wanted you to memorize every vein and inch. he wanted to make sure you never forget tonight and you should never disobey him ever again.

“wouldn’t have to be this way if you were just a good little girl who followed the rules. tsk.” this had been going on for hours now. the rough fucking, the degradation, even after what? 4 orgasms? he still hasnt had his. you figured out by now that this wasn’t a punishment… he wanted to torture you.

“p-pleasee ryo.. i’m- haa~ s-sorry! wan’ you t’fill me up. please!” he chuckled darkly. “ y’want me to fill you up? huh?” “please! hnghh- m’sorry!” “you never did have any shame did ya hun?”

sukuna’s thrusts began to get sloppier as he was nearing his release. you whimpered for him to slow down as your tear stained face was pressed into the pillow. his balls slapping against your clit with each harsh thrust.

“i won’t f-fuck- i wont slow down. you’re grown right? if you can go to the bar on your own then you can take this shit like a big girl too. right?”

before you knew it hot ropes of cum start spurting out filling your tight cunt. your boyfriend’s thrusts began to slow down until they came to a complete stop.

he slowly pulled out of you, replacing his cock with his fingers to keep his seed in. humming lowly before getting up to get some towels from the bathroom.

you woke up the next morning in his shirt. you tried to get up before feeling an immense pain in your back. you groaned before you felt a large hand rubbing at the small of your back.

“y’wanna talk about your feeling now? if you don’t want too then we can always go for round two. i still have some energy left over.” he smirked down at you.

“this was supposed t’be a surprise but… the girl i was hugging in the picture you sent wasn’t anybody baby. remember when we were apartment shopping and you mentioned you really wanted the one in shibuya?”

you nodded as sukuna pushed some of your hair behind your ear to see your face better.

“it’s ours now.” sukuna thought that nothing could compare to your smile in that very moment as you hugged and peppered kisses across his face while murmuring little ‘thank yous’ in his ear.

“yeah, yeah.” he chuckled and hugged you back. “you could never lose me that easily.”

a/n: thank you so much for this request anon!!! it took me a little while but i really enjoyed writing it. hope you enjoy!! </3!!

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2knightt · 1 year

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The boys reactions if you asked to do their makeup?

the gangs reactions to you wanting to do their makeup!

!warnings!

1.fem!reader

2.mentions of putting concealer and foundation on, so like just imagine you bought ones that match them lol

3.swearing and minor violence at the end.

Johnny Cade ;

“johnnycakes, would you let me do your makeup?”

you said looking at your boyfriend sitting on your bed as you did your own makeup at your vanity.

“h-huh? like..on me?”

“yes johnny, on you.”

johnny wanted to object he really did but when you just stared at him he got nervous.

he just nodded his head yes because he didn’t want to disappoint you.

so you smiled as wide as you could and shot up out of your seat.

“really?! you’d let me?”

“huh uh…”

“EEK! well, sit down!!”

johnny sighs as he makes his way over to the chair.

johnny didn’t know what you were gonna do to him!

well, he did have an idea. he watches you do your makeup so often that he’s memorized your routine.

he has to admit, he was scared at first, but when you started to do his makeup he immediately relaxed.

johnny didn’t know you doing his makeup could be this relaxing.

he almost fell asleep!

johnny’s scared of the eyelash curler. he doesn’t like how close it is to his eye.

when you’re finished and you show him the finished product, he can’t help but look at himself at all angles!

“so? did i do good?”

“yeah, real good.”

Dallas Winston ;

only way you’re gonna do his makeup is if you have pity points!

if he forgot something special or you guys just finished settling an argument and he feels bad? you just got yourself dallas winston pity points!

put ‘em to good use.

but if you’re askin’ to do his makeup, i think you are!

“dal..?”

“yea?”

“can i do your makeup?”

expect him to slowly turn his head towards you with shock and disgust.

he has dignity!! he’s a cool tuff grease, what makes you think he’s gonna put ANY sort of makeup on??

“no.”

“well, do you remember the time that you got mad at me for like no reason? you still gotta make it up to me..”

“FINE. i’ll let you do my makeup. just don’t bring that up again.”

you smile as you grab your makeup bag while dallas groans.

if you have one of those cute lil headbands with animal ears on them please put them on him?? it’d be so funny??

“y/n are you fucking kidding me?”

“what do you mean dal? you look so cute!”

dallas has ZERO clue on what you do for makeup.

he doesn’t even know what concealer is.

when your finished he just blankly stares into the mirror while you laugh your ass off.

“this isn’t funny.”

“no-no you’re absolutely right! i-it’s just the fact that thee dallas winston is wearing makeup!”

Ponyboy Curtis ;

“gee, pony. im realll bored..”

when you started anything with ‘gee’ ponyboy knew you were gonna suggest something stupid.

“*sigh* what do you want to do, y/n?”

“you should let me do your makeup!”

ponyboy scrunched his face up at the idea, but the longer he thought about it, the more okay he was.

“okay, just don’t make it wear it out in public as some cruel prank.”

“i would never!”

ponyboy would also be another one to find you doing his makeup relaxing.

he doesn’t close his eyes though, he’s too busy asking and trying to guess what you do with everything.

“oh! what’s that for? is it to like…pluck my eyebrows?”

“no pony, it’s to curl your lashes.”

“what.”

he thinks you beating his face with a beauty blender is ticklish.

“stop moving!! im trying to blend out the foundation!!”

“it ain’t my fault it tickles!”

but when you’re done he definitely forgets it’s on and goes into the living room with the gang in there.

“WOAHHH WHAT’S ON YOUR FACE PONY?”

“you got something to tell us, kid?”

“OH SH-“

and now he’s running to his room to tell you to take it off as you hear the gang laughing like hyenas in the other room.

“y/n, y/n please take this off. i need to go get a pepsi.”

Sodapop Curtis ;

he is absolutely for the idea of you doing makeup on him!

when you asked him he smiled so bright, you could’ve sworn you looked right into the sun!

“love…you should like, let me do your makeup.”

“yeah!! let’s do it!!”

when you get your makeup out, expect him to be touching everything.

the second you put something down, it’s already in his hands.

“ew, why is it sticky?!”

“cause it’s a primer, babe. it’s supposed to be sticky.”

he puts you on his lap while you do his makeup so, ‘you can see better.’

yeah right.

so the whole time while you’re doing his makeup he has his hands around your waist with his eyes closed.

OH MY GOD PLEASE LET HIM PICK THE EYESHADOW COLOUR.

he may pick ugly colours that totally clash, but it’ll make him happy.

“uhh, oh! i like this red and…that purple!”

“…seriously?”

if you put lipstick on him, expect him to try to be kissing you all the time.

“soda!! stop tryin’ to kiss me, i’m trying to put the makeup away!”

“aweee, y/n doesn’t want my kisses…??”

let him have at least one and he’ll feel better.

he DEFINITELY keeps it on all day.

“what the fuck are you wearing?”

“you don’t like it stevey wevey?🥺”

he says while making duck lips in steves direction.

Darry Curtis ;

you have to ask when he’s tired.

because when he’s with you and tired, he’ll let anything you do slide.

so while he’s sitting on his chair with his head thrown back after ponyboy and soda are sleep, it’s the best time to ask.

“hey darry?”

“..yea?”

“since you ain’t doing much, can i..do your makeup?”

his eyebrows immediately tighten at the thought, but after 10 seconds he realizes theres no use in putting up a fight.

“sure doll. just be quick.”

and on that que, you’re rushing to get everything you need!

i don’t see darry liking the feeling of makeup, so this does infact have to be a speedy process.

he doesn’t ask what anything is, he trusts you enough to know what you’re doing.

he does not let you ANYWHERE near his eyes though, it freaks him out too much. but if you’re dead set on doing full glam, expect a long conversation of trying to convince him.

“do you really have to?”

“yes darry, eyeshadow and mascara is the KEY to any makeup look! especially with these pretty browns you have!”

when your done he’ll go look in the bathroom mirror and laugh a little before he asks for you to take it off.

if you’re feeling a little silly funny and goofy, do not take the lipstick off. let it stay there and pray it stays on ‘till the morning.

and if it does? you and the gang will have a field day oh my god.

“wow, super man! what do you do at night?”

“..what?”

“JESUS CHRIST DARRY, WHY DO YOU HAVE LIPSTICK ON?”

“…WHAT?!”

Steve Randle ;

unlike his best friend, steve isn’t one for makeup.

he’s ‘too tuff for any of that!’

bullshit!

all you gotta do is twirl your pretty hair and flutter those lashes and he’ll do it.

“aw, c’mon steve! it won’t be too long..”

“fine. but speak of this to anyone and i’ll tell them about last tuesday.”

and that’s how you got steve to sit down all nice and pretty to do his makeup!

he stares at you while you do his makeup.

he doesn’t have a goddamn clue what’s going on.

he barely understands foundation, so please be patient. he will ask what everything does too.

“whats that do?”

“this is blush steve, can’t have you lookin’ like a ghost.”

another one that picks out the eyeshadow colour, expect he actually picks good colours.

he is very aware of the what colours clash and what doesn’t, and he cannot be looking like a clown around you.

“pick which colours!”

“the cream and this blue.”

he is very nervous about the mascara, very.

but once you do one eye, he’ll even blink to help you!

when you’re done he thinks you did a great job!

he might even go terrorize sodapop for the jokes.

“don’t ya think i look pretttttyyy mr.curtis?”

“steve, get out of my house and never come back.”

Two-bit Matthews ;

he isn’t new to makeup in any shape or form.

so if you ask him to do his makeup, he’ll nod his head real aggressively.

“babyy…you should let me do your makeup.”

“i thought you’d never ask!”

his little sister has definitely put makeup on him before, but like, only kiddie makeup.

so when he seen the makeup you had?? he was astonished to say the least.

“woahh! you have actual eyeshadow, and real blush!”

he will sit there looking pretty, kicking his feet as you apply the highlighter to his face.

he licks off the lipstick as soon as you put it on.

he doesn’t mean too! he’s used to his little sisters chapstick that tastes like cherries.

when you’re finished his look, he WILL keep it on with pride.

he doesn’t care.

“two-bit, are you fucking serious.”

“yes i am. my wonderful girlfriend put it on, isn’t she just the sweetest?”

“…”

“I SAID, isn’t she just the sweetest.”

and now he’s a man with makeup, holding a switchblade, threatening someone to call his girlfriend sweet.

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jistagrams · 9 months

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nct 127 getting jealous of a member/friend

warnings: cussing, jealous nct, hair pulling,suggestive asf,honestly i dont even remember so, also no proofread 🥲🥲

taeil: it all start out with you teasing jisung, why? Because he's so teasable, so shy and so cute so u decided to mess with him. That was the first mistake you made since it led to you being death stared by your one and only boyfriend taeil. At first u don't notice him staring at you and jisung but after a while u start to feel like someone was staring at u, so u look around to see ur boyfriend looking at you, real hard. Man spreading leaning overish (like in the pic above) raising one of his eyebrow clocking his head to the side , poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue. You knew he was jealous and he knows you find him so sexy like that , so he eggs it on. Deciding to play your stupid game, he gets up to sit right next ro you where you were also sitting with jisung and some random girl his friends had over. He sits down right by you leaving no space between but he turns to the girl. What? "hey im taeil" , "hey tae im emily" she gives him big toothy grin as he js smirks at her, you stare at them in disbelief, scoffing and putting ur hand on his thigh trying to show her that he's yours. But instead of ending it here he decided to move ur hand away and lean into Emily. your in shock, what the hell? Who even IS this girl? "So...are u single?" She asks him sliding her hand up his arm. he slightly laughs and shakes his head as in no, yeah better be a fucking no. "nah, i only fuck one girl around here" he smiles and pulls u in, emily just stares at you both in either shock or disgust u can't tell, but u could care less about her. She stands up and walks away leaving u too alone since jisung walked away long ago. "Why try and mess with me when it will just back fire on u" , "because i wanted u to get jealous" , "ur so weird pretty"

johnny: honestly it's no use trying to get Johnny jealous, he doesn't strike me as someone would really care. I think he would just laugh and talk to the person ur talking to the same way you are, but there's always something you can do to make him at least a little annoyed. That was sitting in between their legs or sitting on their lap. He didn't care who he just hates the thought or even view of it, so when that was the only spot u could be cos the car being so filled he yanks you off jungwoos lap and puts you in his, "what was that for?" , "you know what it was for stop acting dumb".

taeyong: def the type to ignore it and talk about it at home, more like ignore u at home as well, he'd jus be so bothered by you flirting with jaehyun he would just ignore you till he's ready to talk about it. So when u see him on his gaming chair playing animal crossing on his switch you go to sit on his lap, you thought he would look up but he just ignored u and continue playing, trying to get him to talk to you , u went to kiss his neck when he stopped you. "I don't kiss people who kiss my friends" what the hell is he talking about? "What are u on about" , "u were flirting with jaehyun. Obviously something is going on" , "no taeyong nothing is going on u idiot" , "yeah sure." , "I'm serious! He was asking me what he should get his girlfriend for their anniversary" u say trying to defend urself, he puts down his switch and wraps his arms around ur waist. "Is that so?" He says with a small smile , "yes baby" u say with a smile back, he gives a small kiss on ur lips then goes to kiss ur nose. "I'm glad you guys have nothing going on" , "u know I wouldn't cheat" , "i know i was just being overdramatic" he says between kisses he's giving ur chest now. "Wanna fuck?" , "taeyong what the hell u were jus mad" , "and?".

yuta: doesn't even let you get a single sentence out to johnny before he's dragging u to the other room slamming the door while pushing u to the wall, hovering over u. "U think ur fucking funny?" He says with a small laugh. U can't help but to think he looks so fine in this moment. So possessive over u, so mad, yet so sexy in this very moment. "yuta i was just talking with hi-"he cuts u off by kissing u, very very sloppy. He doesn't care about how he kissing you right now. Right now he just wants to teach u a lesson, hands everywhere on u as u try n pull his pants down that's where he stops u, he pulls away from the kissing to lean down to ur neck to leave a huge hickey for everyone to see. After leaving a few more he pulls away from u and pushes his hair back from his face, "try that shit again n see what happens" he says while leaving the room.

doyoung: just like johnny I don't think he would be a jealous type of guy, but you on the other hand? U were mad at every female who came his way. So when u left to get ice cream from the ice cream stand that was not too far away from where he was, u saw him talking to some girl, a very pretty girl at that. Sure you were pretty or whatever but she was on a next level. Walking up to them felt awkward since u had 2 ice creams in ur hands slowly melting from the heat, "oh uhm im doyoung" he says awkwardly like he has never talked to any girl in his life. U finally get to where they were n stood by his side, he looks at u and smiles taking one of the ice creams from u saying a thank u while licking it, "who's this" u say with the most disgusted face u can make. "I'm not sure.." he says back while the girl just looks at u two, "I'm Kaylee and you are?" She says with a obviously annoyed face acting like she wasn't the problem here. "I'm his girlfriend. Y/n." She snickers n walks away. "She was ugly anyways babe done worry about her"he says putting his arm around ur waist starting to walk away. "You know she wasn't so shut up." U say back at him with the same face u had from earlier, "baby ur so jealous its cute" , "she wanted you" , "I want you" , "ok doyoung."

jaehyun: he just smiles n laughs while watching u have a conversation with Mark, "this is fucking crazy." he mumbles but haechan was able to catch what he said, "ahhh u jealous of them talking" he teases jaehyun making him ignore haechan. "that's such a cute bracelet mark! where did u get it?" u point at his bracelet mark had on, he slightly blushes n looks at it himself. "oh thanks y/n, my ex gave it to me so I don't know where she got it..." he shyly smiles , remembering how he got the bracelet for his birthday last year. U smile at him n grab his arm taking a closer look at the bracelet, jae would look so pretty with this, u thought to urself. But what u don't realize is how jaehyun is hovering over u. He grabs ur arm and takes it away from mark's. " I feel like you have had enough time with y/n." He gives a tight lipped smile n looks towards u signaling to get up n walk with him, u bid mark goodbye and get up from the dark blue couch, waving goodbye to ur friends at the party. After u guys reach the car and got in it he let's out a frustrated sigh, gripping onto the steering wheel. "jae i wasn't trying to flirt with him or anything, his bracelet was just nice and I wanted to get you one similar" u start to explain urself to your boyfriend. He looks at you and moves one of his hands to your thigh and caresses it. "I know baby, I don't know why I got so jealous. I know he means no harm, and I know you weren't flirting with him" he says to you with a genuine smile. U give the same smile back relishing in the comforting moment holding his other hand that wasn't on ur thigh. U were enjoying it until his hand started to move too close to where you need him the most. He looks at you with a slight smirk removing his hand from yours and your thigh to jump into the back seat, "cmon pretty" he says tapping his thighs.

jungwoo: it all started with a message from this dude u went to school with back in high school, he decided to text u out of no where saying ,

hey y/n it's been so long , how have u been?

Once ur bf sees he grabs the phone a little disgusted since someone decided to text his girlfriend knowing that you post him 24/7. "jungwoo let's just block him" , "nah I wanna fuck with him" , "babe that's so stupid" , "yk what's stupid? This dude. Who even is this guy!" He says going to click on his profile. "Winwin huh? He looks more like a loselose why is he texting u" he says going to go reply to winwins message, but instead of staying by ur side he moves to the other side of the bed and cuddles up in a ball to text the dude back. U climb over to his side bear hugging him looking at the screen of ur phone.

Who the hell is this

Uh? It's winwin, yk ur old friend

"Old friend huh?" He says while typing up a storm. "jungwoo it's really not that serious just ignore his ass" u say kissing his neck to calm him down. Putting ur arms around his waist,

Old friend is crazy. I don't care if ur a old friend or whatever.

Y/n why are u texting like that??

It's her boyfriend texting

"Idiot" he mumbles under his breath. "I see no point in this all at this point ur js bullying the poor thing" u say feeling bad for ur old friend winwin. "poor thing??did yall fuck or smth to be saying that" he says turning his head back look at u. "No dumb ass, he's just a old friend that decided to move away" u say offended he would even think u would fuck winwin, sure he's cute and all but u wouldn't mess w him, he was like a little brother to u.

Oh.. I thought she was still single

Did u even look at her page? I'm everywhere on it

After saying that he blocks winwin, turning ur phone off n putting it on the bed stand. U let go of him n he turns to face u. "If he ever texts u again ima delete ur insta" he says with a pout , "aww my little baby is jealousss" u coo at him bringing him into ur arms placing soft kisses on his face and neck. "I'm not jealous i just like to keep what's mine."

mark: poor markie wouldn't even show he's jealous cos he's too embarrassed to say he is, so when he sees yuta holding ur waist while u were wasted n dancing ur ass off, he would js stare in complete shock from what he's seeing rn. "Dude ain't that ur gf" jaemin says when he sees u and yuta tg. "Yeah.." he softly says, it almost goes unheard but jaemin was able to pick it up.

You were drunk and couldn't even feel ur body. But what u did feel was a arm snake around ur waist, u thought it was ur beloved markie so u let it stay there as u continued to dance and drink, so when u finally turn to face the body holding u u jump back I'm utter shock, how did u not realize it was yuta? He was so much taller than mark how did u not realize that? U look around trying to find ur boyfriend, but in ur drunken state u couldn't even spin around without having the urge to throw up, everything was moving. U felt dizzy and felt like the walls were closing in. So u ran to what u think was a bathroom , (it was the kitchens sink) and threw up, not even focused on the state of ur mind rn u try to find ur bf to tell him that u had nothing going on with yuta, but where the hell was he?

Mark was in the car he drove the both of u to this stupid party, everything and everyone was so stupid to him rn. He gripped the steering wheel harder than he was before. But he didn't drive he js sat there hoping u would at least come out. And you did, and when he saw u he got out and ran up to u feeling bad since he saw u stumbling. Putting u in the passenger seat and putting the seat belt on he gets in the driver's seat. Doing the same and putting the seat belt on, "markie.." u start, he looks at u. U looked still so cute despite ur mascara running down and ur hair all messed up, he always loved this look on u since thats how u always looked after giving him head. So now he's wondering, did you give yuta head?

U start up again pulling him out of his thoughts, focusing back onto u. "I didn't do anything with yuta. I swear! I thought that arm was yours mark. I swear to God! I really did think it was yours, m sorry my love ill stop drinking so much. I drank so much I forgot how my boyfriends arm felt..." u rambled on and on, u felt like he wouldn't believe u but , he did. Why wouldn't he? He knew you wouldn't cheat or do anything like that. So he believed you, "I believe you baby, I love you so much" , "I love u too markie..but I would really love to fuck rig-" he stops u from talking with his hand over ur mouth, "not tonight babe ur drunk" he says with a sweet smile, starting the car n driving to ur guys shared apartment.

haechan: he didn't mean to talk to her like that, he didn't even try at all. She just thought he was flirting with her because of that whiny voice and attitude he has, so when he sees u storm into the study hall looking for him and the girl he thought he was done for. Quietly sulking in the chair , the girl thought he was just being silly so she rubs his arm and laughs at him. He moves his arm away from her n scoots over slightly. When he sees u standing there obviously annoyed by the fact she saw him and this girl in the back of a photo her friend posted just 4 minutes ago, u take a seat infront of them and slightly smile at them both. "Oh my, are u two a couple?" Once these words left ur mouth he knew he was in for a long one. The girl not knowing who u were just laughed and said , "I wishh, he would be the perfect boyfriend for me!" She says with a smile after. U give her a tight lipped smile and look at your very scared bf. He wasn't looking at u cos he knew if he made eye contact he would fade away from fear. "Well if you want, I could give u a few tips on how to make him youres!" U say laughing a bit, he finally looks at u and shakes his head as in no, "please God save me tonight" he whispers looking up to the roof. "Oh my really?" , " of course, tip 1. He loves his hair pulled he likes the pain it gives him, tip 2. When ur going down on him don't do it fast, go veryyyyyyyyy slow. He likes it like that. Tip 3. Don't call him haechan during sex , he likes his real name. Donghyuck, or if ur y/n u can call him whatever. He doesn't care js not haechan, he doesn't find it very moanable" u stop and smile at the both of them, they both looked at u in complete shock. "Uhm...who's y/n?" She says looking at u then haechan. "Oh me of course" u laugh at her mouth hanging open, u stand up n haechan is quick to follow u. "Stop talking to random girls u little shit" u say gripping onto his hair as u walk to your car. And of course he let's out a quiet but loud enough for u to hear moan.

#kpop #nct imagines #nct x reader #kpop smut #nct donghyuck #nct 127 #nct dream smut #nct winwin #wayv #johnnys #moon taeil #nct jungwoo #taeyong #doyoung #yuta #jaehyun #mark lee

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11queensupreme11 · 1 month

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I'm sure that a PJ book mentions that the immortal children of the gods like to annoy and play practical jokes on their parents' half-breed children, how the yanderes would react seeing them Percy being bullied and belittled by her brothers and sisters, this is already shown to us in the last hero of Olympus when Triton wants to make Percy understand that she is a coward and emphasizes to him that he is the heir of the seas (I've always wondered what the need for an "heir" is if his father is immortal) and that she is not technically a princess according to the label she is a Bastard because Sally was not even Poseidon's concubine when he was with her and that those who are true princesses are the two daughters of Poseidon with Amphitrite being the legitimate wife and Queen from Atlantis (her daughters are called Cimponela and Rhodes if I'm not mistaken)

(IM SORRY FOR NEVER ANSWERING THISSS BTWWWW 💀💀💀 i just have a lot of asks and im trying to shave them down jhdfjha)

im trying to remember canon, but i think triton was the only sibling percy met who was a jerk to him and DIDN'T get killed/attacked for it??? 😭😭

literally most of the siblings percy met tried to kill her and she retaliated by killing them so even tho they bullied her, she DEFINITELY dealt with them promptly 💀💀💀

BUT ANYWAY, poseidon and hades would be the most pissed about this i think.

poseidon's already mad that he has all these kids that are either ugly af, monstrous, and just "imperfect" to him in general, and now he finds out that they've been bullying his daughter (and, in more extreme cases, trying to kill her). like, how DARE they? this would also fuel his hatred for pjo poseidon because "control your fucking sperms you pos, they keep attacking MY daughter 😤". since he can't kill the godly children, he'd probably just toss them into tartarus as a form of "time out" asjfhjahvf 😭😭😭

hades is GREATLY disappointed but not to a murderous extent at least. "this is not how you treat your little siblings, young man/lady 😠, i expected better from you". he's THEEEE big brother of big brothers, so he would be very disgusted at how pjo! posideon's kids are behaving (and the other godly children tbh cuz wtf leave your little half-blood siblings alone!!!). he would also click his tongue at pjo! poseidon's poor parenting and would probs scold him to get better control over his godly children: "your children are bullies, you should be ashamed of yourself for letting this go on!!! DO BETTER!"

as for beelzebub, he'd be the same as poseidon but more swift about it. the SECOND he realizes that percy's godly siblings like to either bully/attack her, he's throwing them into tartarus. won't even hesitate or anything, he is NOT letting this go any longer because he's paranoid and overprotective like that.

apollo would be a mix between hades and beelzebub. since these godly kids are his beloved's siblings, he would TRY to tell them to either leave her alone or be nicer, but they're obviously not gonna listen so he's gonna whisk percy away to delos (kidnap) while he "deals with her siblings 😊". can't risk his darling being killed!

as for loki, he'd be pissed at the treatment, BUT he would encourage percy to get revenge. she'd most likely say no cuz she honestly doesn't wanna deal with her godly siblings (can't remember), so he would avenge her instead by playing some "harmless" pranks on them.

#👸🏻| asks #👸🏻| arsenic blues

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Could you do a one where the reader and Vance we're together and the reader was killed by the grabber before Vance. And the reader trys to help Vance escape and stay safe from the grabber when he gets kidnapped (and Vance can communication with the reader through the phone like Finney did but he can also see them bc when he turned around while still on the phone bc he heard a voice which was the readers and he also finds out the reader was murdered by the grabber and gets pissed)but the reader ends up failing to protect him and Vance died too and they can finally be together again?

⋆·˚ ༘ * ♡. 📞 I promise. 📞 .♡

༉‧₊˚ #Vance Hopper x reader

. ˚₊ ꒱ Pairing/Pairings: Vance Hopper and GN! Reader.

༉‧₊˚ -Format: imagine.

× &﹕Summary: You try your hardest to get Vance out of here.

×﹕♺ AUTHOR’S NOTE(S): I loved this idea! Btw Im trying to catch up in requests so requests are going to be slow.

masterlist | Requests: OPEN

Vance's eyes slowly opened and his whole body felt like shit. His head hurt like crazy when his eyes fully opened. He was in an unknown place, he got up. Vance saw him.

“WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?” He yelled out to the unknown man with a weird-looking devil mask. Until it hit him. It was the grabber. The person that took away his lover.

“It’s too late for yelling.” The grabber calmly stated. He was holding a plate, he put the plate on the floor. It was shitty-looking eggs and a soda bottle.

“Where the hell am I?” “In my basement.” He started looking at him.

“Just eat.” “I’m not fucking eating that,” Vance said to the grabber disgusted and mad.

“Oh, your problem. You are already down here. “ The grabber went to the basement door. Vance was in disbelief, how did he get kidnapped by him?

He was stronger than the grabber he knew that. He beaten up three kids in under 2 minutes. He was just mad and confused until he turned around. There was a black phone.

‘How dumb is he?’ Vance thought. The grabber already knew what he was doing and thinking about. “The phone doesn’t work. It hasn’t worked since I was a kid.”

With that being said, he closed the door. For the first time in his life, he truly felt hopeless. He didn’t know what to do, didn’t know what to say. He looked at the food next to the bed.

He wasn’t going to eat the eggs or the soda. He didn’t care if he was going to starve to death.

Two days. For two days, his face was coated in dirt. His jacket was slowly losing its color, his once white shirt. Was covered with mud and blood. This was the third day, yesterday he tried punching the grabber but that ended horribly. He got beaten.

He would try and kill him. He wanted to snap his neck, he wanted to kill him. For them.

He didn’t know what to do. He wanted to fight but he couldn’t. Just not yet, he wanted to fight him when the time is just right. His thoughts were all over the place.

RING RING RING.

‘Was that? That couldn’t be..’ he quickly got off the bed and went to the phone. He was right, the phone was ringing. ‘What? How?’ He picked up the phone.

He put it next to his ear, it was just sadistic. Fucking. Sadetic. He thought he could have escaped. The grip of the phone tightened. He smashed the phone back into its place when he was about to turn around.

RING RING RING.

He turns around, ‘I swear to god.’ He picked up the phone. It was sadetic until he heard a faint “Hello?” “Hello?!?” He almost yelled into the phone. Maybe he could escape, his eyes almost lightened up.

“Hello.” The line was more clear and he couldn’t believe what he heard. It was y/n. The person he loves. “Y/n? Baby.” He said, his voice cracking. He couldn’t believe his ears. “Vance? It’s been forever..” you spoke in a sweet gentle voice.

“Y/n… I can’t believe it’s you..” he said, his voice breaking. “Y/n… I remember.” You said almost forgetting your name.

Before Vance could say anything, the phone disconnected. “Y/n!” He was about to cry. “You can’t talk to the dead.” That voice.

He turned around and it was him. “Stay the fuck away from me.” “Oh don’t worry. I just wanted to check up on you.” He stated.

“You’ve done your check-up! Go.” He said to the grabber in an angry tone.

“If I need to.” The grabber turn around and walked out of the basement.

Vance was about to cry until he noticed the door unlocked. ‘That fucking idiot.’ He thought. Quickly went to the door and when he was about to open it.

RING RING RING.

It was ringing. It’s y/n. He ran to the phone and picked it up, “hello?” “Don’t go upstairs. He’s waiting.” You spoke out.

“What?” “He didn’t say you could leave. If you do, he will punish you. With hitting you with that belt. It hurts like hell.” You said.

“Did he hit you..?” He said to you, Vance turned around and there was you. Standing in front of him.

Your hair was a mess, the outfit was covered in dirt and blood. A lot of blood and your eyes were gone. Blood dripped out of them. You were a mess.

“Y/n..?” He mumbled out.

“You could see me?” You said in the same soft voice. “Yeah… I can.” Vance answered, still holding the phone.

“Did he hit you.” He asked you again. “He did much more than that.” You walked close to him.

“He killed me. I tried to escape.. I really tried Vance.” You cupped his cheek with your hand.

Your once warm and gentle hand was now cold. Since soft and gentle, he wanted to kill that asshole.

“I'm going to kill him! I swear.” Vance said in an angry tone. He looked at you, almost crying out of anger.

“Don’t worry about me Vance… I promise I will help you escape.” You always cared about other people, when he found out you were gone. He was such a crying mess, he wished that he was there to help you. To protect you. To hug you. To tell you that everything will be okay.

“For right now, don’t go upstairs. He’s waiting, Vance. Eat. That food won’t hurt you.” With that. You were gone, he wished he could have talked to you more. But he will listen to you. He will kill that mother fucker. For you.

He quickly got the plate with eggs and soda. He ate the food fast, he almost forgot that he was straving. He drank the soda, even though the Grabber food tasted like shit. He was hungry.

Vance was just sitting down, thinking of what you said. ‘I promise I will help you escape.’ He couldn’t believe that you were protecting him. He wanted so badly to see you or even talk about what happened. He got up, and picked up the phone.

“Y/n.. please answer. I just wanna talk to you. Even just to hear your voice. Please.” He begged. He still heard nothing.

He let out a sigh, and was about to lay on the dirty so called ‘bed’ until..

RING RING RING.

he almost jumped to the phone, he picked up the phone. “Y/n?” “Hey Vance.” You spoke. He turned around and you were there.

“What happened? Do you remember anything?” He questioned you. “It’s all a blur. All I know is what happened here. I do remember you.” You said looking at him.

“I swear that this won’t happen to you.” you spoke to him.

“I love you, Vance.” “I love you too,” Vance said still crying and smiling.

2 weeks. He did everything you told him to, he just wanted to get out of this hell. Today was the day to kill that fucking jackass. The one that did this to you. The one that took your life. The grabber was taking his time.

He couldn’t wait to hear him scream and beg him for his life. Vance was waiting and hiding behind the walls. That’s when the grabber opened the door with the plate of eggs and soad like always done. Vance swears every time the eggs get grosser. “Breakfast Tim-“ he was cut off. “TODAY IS THE DAY MOTHERFUCKER.”

When Vance quickly punched him in the face, the plate of eggs dropped before they both knew it. They were fighting. Vance was fighting like he never had before. He really wanted to kill him. Until the grabber got some pole laying around and hit him right in the face. Vance quickly falled back.

His nose was broken and bleeding ALOT. Everything was getting blurry, “Naughty boy.” He chuckled. Vance turned his head and saw you. You were standing crying.

Then everything went black.

He worked up and was somewhere he didn’t remember being. ‘Where the hell is this?’ He thought to himself. “Vance..?” He turned around and saw you.

“Y/n..” You quickly ran into Vance’s arms, hugging him tight. You quickly started crying, “I’m s-sorry Vance’s. I broke my promise.” “It’s okay.” Vance said to you.

“It’s not. You should be outside and enjoying life.” You cried out. “Baby…y/n.” He said to you,

You look deeply into his baby ocean eyes. “I don’t care about that. I don’t care. All I want is to be with you for the rest of my life.” He spoke to you.

“I love you.” With that you two kissed.

#requests open #vance hopper #vance hopper x reader #inbox open #the black phone #the black phone fanfic #vance hopper the black phone #the black phone 2022 #the black phone fandom #angst??#gender neutral y/n #gender nuetral reader #fluff?#happy ending #i suck at this #idk what else to put in the tags #tags #imagine

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g3z0 · 3 months

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Rich stupid Highschool Kids P3

P1 P2 P4 P5 P6

Summary: The Sturniolo‘s. Their kids are rich and spoiled, stupid brats. You hated them. But you hated Nicolas the most. The way he looks down on everybody and thinks he is better than everyone else just makes your blood boil. You’re a drug dealer - selling drugs to those rich dumb kids, trying to earn some money. Who would’ve thought this would be a love story?

Warnings: cursing, SMUT, drinking, smoking

-g3z0

Nick’s POV

He isn’t at school. I can’t remember where he lives-

Fuck, I’m gonna loose my fucking plug.

I want to give him the 30$. Not because I feel bad but only because I don’t want to loose the only plug that sells semi good stuff in this city.

Maybe the thing at the whirlpool was too much.

Nah, I’m good. He’s too dramatic. I was just messing around and it’s fun to see and watch him get mad.

And I know I can make him mad.

„do you know where y/n lives?“ I ask as I stab another piece of chicken on my fork, putting it between my teeth and chewing on it.

„y/n?“ Matt repeats as he frowns at me. „Why do you wanna know where he lives?“ I glance over to Matt.

I shrug with my shoulders „I owe him money.“ I say as I look back down on my plate.

Chris lets out a little laugh wich make my eyes dart to him.

„Just give it to him next weekend.“ he mumbles as he puts his fork into his mouth.

I roll my eyes annoyed „that won’t work dipshit, if he doesn’t get it this week, we don’t get any more drugs on weekends.“

„what?“ Matt says while he clenches his jaw.

I shrug with my shoulders again „yeah y/n said-“ I start but get cut off.

„y/n, like y/f/n?“ I hear Justin’s voice behind me and our heads shoot up to him.

„I don’t know his last name.“ Chris mumbles as he continues to eat.

„Me neither.“ Matt sighs.

I just glare up at Justin and watch him as he rolls his eyes.

„is he tall, has your/hair/colour and your/eye/colour?“ Justin asks while glaring down at me.

I nod and shrug with my shoulders „yeah?“

Justin sits down next to me „I know him, he lives in downtown. But I don’t know where exactly.“ he says as he grabs a piece of chicken from my plate, throwing it into his mouth.

I raise my eyebrows „you know y/n?“ almost like I don’t actually believe it.

He nods as he chews on the piece of chicken in his mouth „yeah- He goes to the boxing gym that Jake also goes to. I see him sometimes.“

„y/n does boxing?“ Chris asks in disbelief.

Justin shrugs with his shoulders and stands up „mhm. Wanted to pick up Jake, I can bring you along, maybe he’s there?“

I quickly stand up „yeah, give me a second.“ I say as I walk out of our dining room.

„im waiting in the car! If you take longer than 5 minutes I’m driving without you!“ he yells after me.

The gym smells like sweat and hot rubber. I make a disgusted face as I scrunch my nose up and look around, trying to spot y/n.

What am I even doing here? This is pathetic.

I look over to Justin, who is talking to Jake. I sigh to myself and start to walk around in the gym.

I spot him, he has black ribbons tied around his hands as he punches into a boxing bag repeatedly.

I raise my eyebrows as I walk up the him.

He’s wearing a compression shirt that wraps thightly around his upper body and some grey sweatpants.

He’s always wearing those stupid baggy clothes so it’s weird to see thight clothes on him.

I stand next to him. „Y/n.“

He clenches his jaw and he doesnt look at me. He just continues to throw punches at the boxing bag.

I roll my eyes. „Y/n.“ I say but this this the me louder.

He lets out a groan while he stops throwing punches, grabbing the boxing bag with one hand so it stops swinging around.

He glares at me „what.“ he breathes as he swallows to catch his breathe.

His hair is a little wet and a few strands sticks to his forehead.

Why does this asshole have to be so hot.

I clear my throat and press 30$ into his hand.

He rolls his eyes and presses the money back onto my chest. „I don’t want your fucking money.“ he says through gritted teeth.

I frown at him „but you said-" I start but he cuts me off.

„im not selling to you anymore.“ he says as he lets go of my chest, causes the money to fall on the ground.

„that wasn’t the deal!“ I snap at him.

He turns away from me and starts to punch the boxing sack again.

„y/n, take the fucking money and we‘re fine.“ I say annoyed. What the fuck is wrong with him?

He clenches his jaw and throws one last punch at the bag, before he grabs it with both hands, causing it to stay still.

He leans his forehead against the boxing sack and takes a deep breathe.

Like I said, I know I can make him mad.

„y/n-"

„Nick, shut the fuck up.“ he mumbles and lets go off the boxing bag.

I roll my eyes and glare at him.

He starts to walk away while he loosens the black ribbons tied around his hand.

I let out an frustrated sigh and follow him.

He walks into the changing room and opens an locker as he pulls his back out of it.

I stare at him as he takes his compression shirt off.

My eyes trail down his body and I look away as I catch myself staring.

„im not selling to you.“ he mumbles as he puts his hoodie on.

„y/n, don’t be a fucking assh-" I start but he grabs my shoulders and pushes me against the lockers.

My breathe catches in my throat out of surprise and I stare up at him.

„im. Not. Selling.“ he breathes as he lets go off me, grabbing his back and walking out of the changing room.

Y/n‘s POV

I stand in the corner of a party, once again.

I sigh to myself as I take a drag from my cigarette.

I don’t know how long I’m gonna continue this shit.

It’s good money. I can help my mom out, I can afford my boxing lessons and I can put enough money aside so I‘ll make it out of this stupid city one day.

But to waste my time every weekend, at some stupid rich party, selling drugs to those stupid teenagers - it’s pissing me off.

„you seem tense.“ I hear Max’s voice as he lays an arm around my shoulder.

I glare up at him and shrug with my shoulders while I take another drag.

„I know you don’t drink- but hey, maybe you‘ll have fun one time.“ he smirks as he squeezes my shoulder.

I sigh „okay.“

He frowns at me and takes a step back „okay?“ he repeats.

I frown back and shrug my shoulders. „Yeah?“

He lets out an laugh „I didn’t think you would actually say yes.“

I shake my head a little „you thought wrong.“

He smirks as he grabs two shot glasses, pouring them with vodka.

He gives me one and holds the shot glass in his hand up. „To my favorite plug and friend y/n.“

I cling my shot glass against his „to my favorite customer.“ I smile and we take the shot.

Im so fucking Drunk.

I don’t drink often - I never drink actually.

And now I’m dancing with some random girl, my vision is blurry and my mind is spinning and god - it’s feels great.

The music is pumping through my veins and the colorful flashing lights are making my head more dizzy.

I need one second alone to calm down.

I whisper something into the girls ear, before I let go and walk towards the bathroom.

I grab the door handle and push it down, pressing my body weight against the door but it’s locked.

I let out an frustrated sigh but the door opens and I slightly fall against the door.

My eyes meet the blue ones of Nick and we stare at each other for a moment.

I clench my jaw but before I can say something, he grabs me by my shirt and pulls me inside, closing the door behind us and locking it.

I lean against the wall and stare at him with furrowed eyebrows.

„you have coke?“ he asks me.

I shrug with my shoulders „not for you.“ I slur as I push myself off the wall, walking towards the door again.

She shoves me against the wall and I look up to him with an surprised expression.

„do you have coke?“ he repeats and I can tell he’s pissed off.

I clench my jaw „not for you.“ I mumble as I push him away from me on his shoulders.

He presses me against the wall and I grab his shoulders and turn around with him, so I’m the one who’s pressing him against the wall.

We stare at each other for a moment - both breathing heavily because of the alcohol and the adrenalin pumping through our veins.

Before I even realize it, we both press our lips together in a rough and hungry kiss.

He lays his hands on the back of my neck to pull me closer and I press my body against his, causing both of our breathes to hitch.

He grabs me by my arms and turns around with me again, pressing me against the wall without breaking the kiss.

One hand of mine comes up to the back of his head as I slide my tounge into his mouth.

He lays his hand on my chest, sliding it down to my jeans.

He palms me through my jeans and I let out a shaky breathe, buckling my hips against his hand.

I deepen the kiss and both of our breathes are shaky.

I can feel myself growing harder against his hand and he unzips my jeans, pulling them a little down to palm me through my boxers.

I let out a breathe and grind my hips against his hand to cause more friction.

I can feel how he smiles into the kiss and he rubs his thumb over my tip, causing my dick to twitch.

I grip a little on his hair and let out a soft whimper. He breaks the kiss and places kisses on my jawline, trailing down to my neck.

I lean my head back against the wall and squeeze my eyes shut, swallowing, trying not to let out any sounds.

His lips leave my neck and I blink my eyes open, looking down at him.

He knees down infront of my and places a kiss just right above the waistband of my boxers.

„you gonna sell?“ he whispers against my skin as he looks up to me, his eyes meeting mine.

„Nick-" i start but he pulls my Boxershorts down, softly grabbing my dick, but not moving his hand.

I let out a shaky breathe and buckle my hips forward, trying to get some relief.

He lays a hand on my hip, pressing it back against the wall. „Don’t do that.“

I lean my head back and squeeze my eyes shut.

This fucking bastard.

„you gonna sell?“ he repeats himself but before I can get a word out, I can feel his warm tounge trailing along my tip.

„fuck-" I breathe out as I grip more into his hair.

He pushed me slowly up and down, sucking a little on my tip with causes my dick to twitch and my body to shiver.

I let out a soft whimper and look down on him.

„Nick- fuck, please..“ I mumble with a shaky voice and he smirks up at me.

„answer my question or I’m gonna stop.“ he stops moving his hand.

I squeeze my eyes shut and press my lips together, shaking my head.

„fuck- okay, im gonna Sell- im gonna sell..“ I mumble breathless as I blink my eyes open again, looking down at him.

With that, he takes my dick into his mouth, twirling his tounge around it while he bops his head back and forth.

My breathe catches into my throat and I push his head more forward „fuck-" I moan while squeezing my eyes shut.

Oh my fucking god.

I grip onto his hair, pressing a hand against my mouth to quit down my whimpers and moans.

I buckle my hips forward, matching his movements, causing him to take me even deeper into his mouth.

„f-fuck..“ I whimper against my hand, leaning my head back against the wall.

I press my lips together, breathing heavily as he continues to deep throat me.

„Nick, o-oh fuck..“ I whine but my eyes shoot back open when I feel his teeth.

I take a sharp breathe and pull him on his hair back „nick- owh- teeth, teeth.“ I breathe as I look down at him.

„you gonna sell for half of the price.“ he glares up at me and continues to stroke my dick.

I let out a soft whimper „you’re fucking stupid.“ I whisper breathless as I clench my jaw.

He smirks and rubs his thumb over my tip, which makes my back arch slightly „half of the price.“ he says as he sucks teasingly on my tip.

I squeezes my eyes, hanging my head down and letting out a small moan „f-fuck, I hate you.“ I mumble.

„you say that while you moan my name? That’s kinda ironic.“ he mumbles as he takes my dick back into his mouth.

I let out a whine as I press his head for forward, making him take my whole dick.

„don’t stop- oh fuck, don’t stop.“ I moan as I lean my head back against the wall, squeezing my eyes shut.

I let out a whimper as he starts to deep throat me again, my tip hitting the back of his throat, every fucking time.

My dick twitches and I grab onto his hair, looking down at him.

„Nick- s-stop“ I moan „c-close, I’m so fucking close“ I mumble between whimpers and shaky breathes, trying to pull his head back but he continues to deep throat me.

I squeeze my eyes shut and let out a groan when I finish down in his throat.

I breathe heavily and blink my eyes slowly open, looking down at him.

He takes my dick out of his mouth and wipes with the back of his hand over his mouth.

He pulls my boxers and jeans back up, before standing up.

He holds his hand out to me and I roll my eyes.

I swallows and grab into my bag, pressing a small bag of coke into his hand.

He pulls 50$ out of his wallet and presses it into my hand.

He smirks at me and lays his hand back on my dick, squeezing it softly. I let out a whimper.

„pleasure to make business with you.“ he says as he lets go off me and walks out of the bathroom.

I stare at him as he leaves and I run my hand through my hair, gripping a little on it.

What the fuck was that.

#chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nick sturniolo x reader #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo triplets x reader #nick sturniolo x you

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suffarustuffaru · 6 months

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If emilia had known all the manipulative and deceitful shit that echidna did to subaru in greed If and how fucked up subaru became under her influence, and how much Echidna despised everything about her and saw her as a useless, annoying naive doll, and eventually found out that Echidna was in fact so greedy and inhuman, do you think she would have changed her mind about Echidna and started to wary and disgusted by her? (Plus the talk of Beatrice waiting 400 years in Arc 4's Dream Castle would probably add fuel to the fire)

YES. absolutely. yes. itd be barely even a question, of course emilia would be wary of echidna and disgusted by echidnas actions if she (emilia) ever found this out. but im gonna explain why i think this🙏

we see some major instances of emilia standing up for herself—the biggest examples include her post arc 4 development, also her being mad about subaru calling her satella in arc 1, her arc 3 speech to the royal council (that was sadly glossed over in the anime but you can see it in the manga and its SUPER badass) and also her arc 3 fallout with subaru, etc etc. but the ones where she has more of a negative reaction, ie the arc 1 example and the arc 3 fallout with subaru—are particularly interesting to me.

the arc 1 example shows her standing up for herself with something that was done to her directly. subaru called her satella in public when shes already out there showing her face and being judged as she always is, but people arent usually so bold as to directly call her satella. its why she gets pissed—its a very personal insult, and its one that shes had to deal with for almost her entire life due to more factors out of her control (which is a reoccurring theme with her—shes rarely fully in control of many things in her life). this also is you know one of the examples where she DOES stand up for herself!!

but regarding the arc 3 fallout—yes, of course shes upset that subaru humiliated her at the royal selection when shes already bound to have a hard time because shes a half elf. of course shes upset that subaru broke his promise (especially when you remember her trauma with that), and of course shes upset because subaru absolutely looks like a massive liar right now (especially when you remember her trauma with that) and again, didnt keep his promise. but its interesting to note that emilia has this huge guilt complex regarding people being hurt because of her in some way (which isnt her fault at ALL but thats how it feels to her and this is how its often justified by perpetrators in universe!!). puck even tells her in memory snow that subaru keeps getting hurt because of her because puck is a shit father. so yes, emilia is upset that subarus hurt her, but so much of her dialogue in their arc 3 fallout is about how subaru got hurt because of her, and how she doesnt want subaru to be hurt anymore. a big part of why she leaves subaru then is because of that!! she was personally hurt, her trauma has been triggered by this too, shes been publicly humiliated on a deep level when shes already bound to struggle in the selection, and yet shes thinking more about subaru in this instance. that says so much about her.

and once you get to post arc 4 emilia in general—this is an emilia who is grown and is still struggling with her deepest insecurities but shes finally started to face them head on. of course shes gonna feel disgusted by what echidna did to subaru (and beatrice!!) if she ever found out—subaru and beatrice are very dear to emilia, and theyre the two people emilia is closest with thatve been affected by echidna the most.

i just think that on the scale of things echidna has done, emilia would care the least about how echidna feels about her specifically. not in the sense that emilia wouldnt care, because she does. she cares deeply about what others think of her and she always tries to be kind and nice and proper. she always tries to prove herself to others because she always has something to prove. shes the half devil, and shes someone whos often overshadowed both in universe and narratively.

echidnas feelings on her are only unique in its intensity and mystery—we see echidnas face scrunch up and she looks and sounds like shes going to cry when she admits in the anime that she hates emilia. we dont know why, only that this is the one and Only time we echidna with such negative emotions of this caliber? but echidna is probably far from the only person in the world to hate emilia and see her as useless and annoying and naive. and echidna is most definitely not the only person to hate emilia in the first place for various reasons.

emilia is extremely aware of just how many people despise her. how could she not when its connected to her appearance and existence? shes reminded of that like 90% of the time she steps outside. or when she thinks about other demihumans or about the fate of her own people. would it still sting for emilia to learn about the full depth of echidnas hatred? yeah, because like i said, echidna really has a personal vendetta against emilia, and also because this is all poking and prodding at the same core insecurities emilia has—that emilia is and will always be some useless doll thats paraded around. would it make emilia a little wary because echidna has a personal grudge? yes. of course. when theres a threat to emilia herself personally, that tends to extend for other people (such as her camp), so she unfortunately has to think about that. and of course emilia would probably also be wondering Why its so personal for echidna.

but emilia will IMMEDIATELY fixate more on the fact that echidna deeply hurt beatrice and subaru.

emilia is someone whos hated by the world, someone whos near constantly targeted unfairly in various ways—but she continually chooses to try and be kind and try to keep her courage and try to do the right thing even as shes completely terrified. shes deeply scared to hurt others due to her traumas and Various Experiences. she may not be entirely certain what love is, but she has felt it numerous times and loves her loved ones a lot. she cant fathom someone like echidna, who locked her own daughter in the library to wait for a person who isnt real just so echidna could watch and see what happens. echidna used her own daughter like some sick twisted lab experiment, and emilia would be even more deeply uncomfortable when you remember that she too was put in a princess room by her mother figure (which was well meaning and WAY different than beatrice of course, but im sure the room parallel would be Uncomfy anyway). and beatrice was waiting for 400 years too, emilias going to be so grief stricken and angry on beatrices behalf!!

and subaru's behalf too!! but let me go deeper into explaining greed if first.

when it comes to greed if, i dont like to entirely attribute everything to echidna here—mainly because i dont want to ignore subarus agency in all of this. subaru is the antithesis to someone like emilia or reinhard—subaru has infinite choices. hes choice itself. he can change in any direction and make whatever choices he wants and nothing can stop him once he sets his mind to something.

and greed if subaru continually makes decisions that makes him and everyone around him worse. he threatens felt and rom to leave the election to manipulate reinhard into joining him. he holds meili hostage in a cell to control elsa. characters like garfiel and ram understandably resent him for his manipulative bullshit. otto leaves because of it. emilia and beatrice’s mental health are completely and utterly destroyed because of his actions. yes, echidna is VERY MUCH to blame for how subaru ended up. he accepted her contract when he was vulnerable and at his lowest point, and now hes in this horribly toxic dependent relationship with her because shes the only one he can confide in. she helps him plan things, she helps him move things along. shes made him worse all this time, and while she plays a HUGE role in greed if for this reason, subaru continually makes the choice each and every single time to keep going down this path. he can try and turn around at any point, but he doesnt. hes a horrible person now, which i think should always be remembered in general for the vast majority of the ifs. he is a victim and a perpetrator at the same time. hes not innocent anymore—everyone is ultimately stuck under his control in greed if because he’ll just keep abusing rbd until he gets what he wants. no one whos near subaru has any free will here. echidna whispers in subarus ear and subaru chooses to listen to her and make more shit decisions.

is echidna guilty for essentially manipulating subaru into accepting her contract and becoming worse as a result? yes. is subaru guilty for doing all the things he did following accepting the contract? yes. these two things coexist. granted, i would still give echidna more of the responsibility for greed if of course, i just don't want to ignore what subarus been doing either hah.

but basically emilia finding out about all of this gets extremely complicated Very Fast.

to find out the full extent of the shit echidna does to subaru in greed if, emilia would have to know about rbd. and emilia finding out rbd is a whole other complicated subject on its own, but long story short, her guilt complex regarding hurting other people is gonna really FLARE UP. her worst fears have basically been confirmed with the existence of rbd because subaru has chosen time and time again to be involved with her, and being involved with her unfortunately means that he gets caught in the crossfire of ALL the things that keep trying to hurt emilia (which again isnt her fault and she has no control over any of this happening). so theres the double whammy of 1. emilia finds out rbd and 2. emilia finds out about greed if which brings whole other layer to this.

emilia is inevitably going to be horribly horribly guilty and In Despair over rbd. but then theres greed if, which shows echidna taking advantage of subaru for her own greed, subaru growing Worse because of echidna, and greed emilia also growing Worse in addition to everyone else involved in all of this. this is absolutely horrifying on multiple levels. OF COURSE shes also angry and grief stricken on subarus behalf—from her perspective, subaru has gotten hurt because of her and other people Repeatedly. she WILL blame herself for not doing enough (even though again, subaru and the people around them have made their own choices). she'll get angry and upset that subaru has even had to carry a burden like this alone, that hes been hurt so many times, and the fact that emilia herself is at the core of all of this. thats absolutely fucking terrifying. subaru has gone all this way for her. from her perspective—how can she possibly make up for all of this? she cant.

and then it gets even more terrifying because greed if subaru is a dark version of him that takes all his ugly traits and exerts control over everyone around him. hes miserable. hes horrifying. hes quite frankly an eldritch horror masquerading as this smiling mannequin version of natsuki subaru. and if emilias finding out about greed if, she has to find out about this other version of her thats all her worst traits amplified as well—shes a useless doll in the sense that greed if subaru removed emilias choices and did everything for her. hes the new puck to her, and puck was already a terrible parent by also exerting control over emilia in his own ways only to do horrible shit (see: destroying the whole world after she dies) behind her back. you know what that sounds like? subaru. and greed if subaru continues to enable this in emilia—hes responsible for her turning out this way and he continues to take care of her by doing everything for her because he now has this emilia that wants to bend to his every whim and follow everything he tells her to do. thats all she has left. subarus actions caused her to snap in this way because he never gave her a chance to actually flourish on her own. he never tried to help her rather than control her. and its why, in all her instability, she nearly freezes everything around her every time she gets angry and upset (see: her nearly having a breakdown after seeing subaru got hurt because of beatrice). greed if subaru has essentially gotten his "dream girl" in the worst way possible—emilia is now fully and completely dependent on him. she never had the chance to be otherwise.

its so incredibly clear when you read greed if that the moment emilia gets on the throne of lugunica, because she will, because subaru will absolutely make that happen, emilia will become a puppet ruler because shes too mentally unstable now to actually rule. because again, subarus made the choices for her this whole time, and it broke her.

greed if beatrice is also similar because really all subaru did was drag her kicking and screaming out of that burning mansion. yeah, from his perspective, what other choice did he have? he had to save beatrice. and theres no denying that greed if subaru has good intentions, but he has a hard time seeing and treating the others as people. theyre just like dolls that he has to drag around, and then he has this whole list of people that need saving, a whole quota he has to fulfill, so he drags them kicking and screaming along with him instead of talking to them as equals. as people.

greed if subaru is the subaru that keeps abusing rbd and going back in time over and over again, but not once is he actually using it to do something like, i dont know, wholeheartedly try to save beatrice by letting her make the choice to save herself like in canon main route arc 4. instead he just dooms her by never letting her choose and by never even trying to talk her out of it. or maybe he has, but he never understood how to do that in the right way. main route subaru figured it out by fully taking the time to understand her on a deep level and empathize with her. beatrice was the one to make the choice to save herself. greed if subarus had Infinite Tries and he never figured out how to actually save beatrice. mainbaru treated beatrice like her own person. greedbaru treats beatrice, and many other people, INCLUDING HIMSELF, like an object. he doesnt save them because he sincerely loves them, at this point. or maybe he does, but its not in a healthy way because hes just saving them because he has to. its an oligation, not a sincere desire to see them happy and safe and fulfilled in ways thats good for them.

and main emilia, i think, would Absolutely be horrified by herself. and i think shed pity greed emilia, but she'd also be disgusted. greed emilia is everything that emilia has hated about herself. greed emilia is the worst of her personified. but emilia would pity her. greed emilia has zero control over herself, her emotions, her own life. the two most important men in her life—puck and subaru—hurt her so deeply that shes just that far gone. and main emilia would be horrified by greed subaru of course, but i think shed be disgusted by all his manipulation. its sad and pathetic and Terrifying to watch. but of course its complicated.

and i hate the idea that emilia cant handle anything complicated (which tappei continues to push forward because hes fixated on making emilia "stupid" and "pure" and "innocent"), but while i think emilia would struggle to wrap her mind around all of this (because honestly who WOULDNT be struggling to do that with all of this shit aljsdlfjsdf), emilia would try her best. and she'd turn to echidna more because subaru wouldnt have turned out that way without echidnas influence. greed if subaru, after all, is still a victim. an imperfect victim, but still a victim, at the end of the day. but i think emilia would eventually have to reconcile that puck, while he did love her, wasnt the best (AT LEAST more than what she already kinda did in arc 4, because she doesnt know the full extent). he was far from it. he failed her in a lot of ways. hes hurt a lot of people. and emilia would have to know that subaru is capable of doing these horrible things too, but the subaru she knows and loves now is far different. shes sorry that hes had to deal with all of this alone. she'd be deeply sorry for greed if subaru, even. these things have nuances and i fully believe emilia will be able to understand even if it takes her some time to do so (because again—WHO WOULDNT feel complicated feelings about this??).

its like how subaru continually forgives the people around him for things theyve done in other timelines—theyre not the same people in the main timeline now. emilia would recognize that, because she herself is someone who sees the ugliness of the world, someone whos experienced it, and someone who wants to reject it all and try her best to choose kindness and love. and she knows that shes capable of that same ugliness too (see: greed if emilia) (see: her killing pandora numerous times after pandora tore apart her family and home) (see: her doing the arc 3 fallout with subaru) (see: her accidentally hurting others in frozen bonds) (see: her accidentally freezing her people) (see: her lowest points in arc 4). but—isn't that part of being human?

i do think that despite everything, emilia would pity echidna a bit. echidna, who deeply loathes her but is driven to tears over it for Unknown Reasons. of course that wont stop emilia from being disgusted by echidnas actions though.

yeah so anyway tldr: emilia deserves to go absolutely feral because i absolutely think she would go apeshit on echidna if she found out about what echidna did to beatrice and subaru. shes fully capable of it and we've seen her go feral multiple times okay. the moment she finds out about her loved ones being hurt shes gonna be like cradling them gently to her chest and then she turns around and goes feral on whoever hurt them 😭 it is SO over for echidna. (AND GREEDBARU, if emilia had the chance to.)

#rezero #emilia #echidna #natsuki subaru #beatrice #ask #I FEEL VERY PASSIONATELY ABOUT EMILIA LSJDFL hope you enjoyed the detailed response anon haah #ty for the ask its a very good question <3 #greed if #also i hope whoevers reading this understands my stance on greedbaru ok. thats my stance on any ifbaru too like i have SO MUCH sympathy for #them but also theyve all done terrible things and the vast majority of them are terrible people now :(( there are so many nuances here ok.

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filmbyjy · 2 years

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MIXED UP

pairing: park jongseong x fem!reader

summary: baking has always been your passion and you were surprised when your teacher announced that he managed to save you an extra spot in the competition. however, that turned sour when you realise...you had to beat jay, the man who broke your heart.

warnings: decently angsty but happy ending. there is tons of sexual jokes in here because that's my type of humour (unfortunately). sunghoon being an asshole, shitty explaination of a damn baking competition. also it's been 3 years since the last time i was in home economics, okay. give me a break T_T i tried my best explaining it the best i could.

word count: 6.5K words

NOTE: SURPRISE!!! somehow I finished this in 3 days. im surprised. but yeah enjoy this. this is unfortunately mostly angsty…I wrote most of this at 12am in the morning so thats why👍🏻

“maybe if you didn’t make a mistake on adding a teeny tiny bit more sugar, you’d get a better result.” jay mocks while waving the 1st prize in your face. your hands were clenched, the whites of your knuckles showing. tears just brimming at your eyes.

“why are you such a fucking jerk?”

“me? a jerk? aww is little (name) going to cry?” jay pouts.

“you don’t even want to get a degree!”

“you’re right. I don’t. I just live to annoy you and get you mad. besides, i can just take up my dad’s position as a CEO at his company.” jay smirks. “everything is already planned for me.”

you lift your finger up to poke into his chest, backing him up against a wall.

“you’re such a bitch, you know?”

“ah, i live to be one.” jay smirks as he provokes you. you leaned close, tiptoeing to get to his height. the both of you not backing away.

wait wait, let us rewind to before this argument with jay exactly happened. 5 months ago, it was a saturday to be exact. both you and your twin brother, jake were hanging out in your bedroom just catching up since the both of you barely see each other (due to him being a science major and you being a culinary student). your phone pings and the both of you looked over at it.

you grabbed your phone and unlocked it.

“someone you’re chatting to on tinder?” jake asks. you rolled your eyes.

“no, it’s just my teacher.”

“ooo is it the one that has all the girls panties soaking?” you gave your brother a disgusted look.

“where did you hear about that from?”

“well, remember when i had to walk over to your department because i had to hand you something?” you nod, “well there were tons of girls talking about your teacher and how hot he looks in his ‘chef outfit’.” jake air quotes.

“he is 30, married and has a kid.” you said. jake raises his brow.

“so you like dilfs?” jake asks.

“sim jaeyun!”

“what? he texted you! like dmed you!” jake raises his arm feigning his innocence. you facepalmed.

“he texted me because he is offering me an extra spot in a baking competition!” you read the text out loud. you did a double take, jake’s jaw drops.

“i thought you didn’t make it-” jake gasps, “did you suck his dick to get the extra spot, (name). be honest.”

you breathed in, “you have 3 seconds before i end your life, jake.”

“well-”

“3.”

“look.”

“2.”

“(name).”

“1.”

“WAIT!” jake gets up and runs around your apartment trying to escape you. you ran after him whilst yelling out loud. there were a series of knocks at your front door so you stopped chasing after your brother. jake lets out a sigh of relief.

you pointed at him before gesturing ‘it’s not over’. you went to open your door and well, surprise surprise. it was the last person on earth you’d like to see.

“park.”

“sim.”

“the fuck do you want?”

“this is an apartment building, mind keeping your voice down? i can hear you screaming from across.”

“the hallway is small, obviously you’d be able to hear me.” you folded your arms, leaning at your front door. “you live literally opposite of me.”

“no shit sherlock. i can see that.” jay grumbles, “i’m trying to study so could you shut the fuck up?”

you were about to scowl at him but your brother had to pop his head out.

“ay, jongseong. you still up for playing LOL right?” jake asks. jay flashes your brother a smile.

“of course, just get a hold of heeseung hyung and sunghoon.”

“perfect.” jake’s eyes met with yours. you grabbed your slippers.

“get back inside.” you smacked him once with your slipper. jake winces and pouts.

“can’t believe you’d hurt your twin brother.”

“didn’t i tell you not to befriend this asshole?” you point to jay.

“you can’t tell me what to do. your not mom.” jake sticks out his tongue before getting back inside. you sighed.

“anything else, park?”

“ah right, did you get a text from mr.kang?”

“and why the fuck would i tell you?” jay rolls his eyes.

“so you did get it. great because he offered me a spot too.” your jaw drops.

“how could he offer you a spot? you suck at baking.” jay laughs out loud.

“me? horrible at baking? you’re clearly thinking of someone else. maybe you’re thinking about jake.”

“I heard that jay!” jake yells from the living room. you rolled your eyes.

“high school, bake sale. you and i were supposed to make cookies together to sell. you burnt the cookies and we didn’t earn enough money to raise a charity. everyone in our class blamed us, mainly me because you claimed i was the one who burnt it. everyone believed in your white lies, all because they liked you and you were mr.popular while i was just your dumb shadow, following you around like a lost soul.”

that’s right. although you and jay were rivals now, you were best friends before. jay was the popular kid along with your brother and the two other boys, lee heeseung and park sunghoon. every girl loved them. every one of them wanted to be their girlfriend but none of the boys really cared. they thought at that age that getting a girlfriend wasn’t worth their time. sure, they loved having eyes on them and gaining the attention. they only, however, lead girls on. truly only showing their true colours after a single date. in fact, all of them were still virgins.

you were sure. you’ve never seen them kiss a single girl or seen them sneak off to some random room with a hook up, maybe except for heeseung (you were sure that boy has kissed a girl once). i mean, you were jake’s twin. obviously, you knew your brother would never do so. he was saving everything for marriage. wow, such a christian boy.

this rivalry between you and jay started with you confessing your feelings for him. yup, you liked him and you told him about it. it didn’t end pretty and you still remember jay laughing at you. it was…bad. you never want to relive that moment ever again which is why you simply only flirt and never confess. you were afraid of another rejection.

you devoted to hate everything jay does because he hurt your feelings. at first, he kept apologising (it wasn’t sincere at all) but then eventually he just grew to annoy you. he mocks you whenever you get a lower score than him. he loved teasing you and getting on your nerves. one time, he got a higher score than you in home economics, he never stopped yapping and showing off for a whole month straight.

then when you graduated, you just had to find out he was joining culinary too but why? he ruined the bake sale and burnt those damn cookies. why was he joining something he was bad at? was it to mock you and annoy you to death?

“that’s the past, sweetcheeks. we are living in the present which means i got the extra spot.” jay says. you rolled your eyes.

“just stay the fuck away from me. i have to win this.”

“always competitive, huh.”

you scoffed, “it’s a competition and it would look great on my portfolio so you better step the fuck back. this competition is important to me.”

“and if i beat your ass and prove a point you suck?”

“then i’ll actually beat your ass.” you raised a fist up. jay laughs before grabbing your fist and pushing it down.

“you do realise i’ve been hitting the gym lately. there is no way you’d be able to beat me.”

“just leave.” you shoved jay out into the hallway and closed the door on him. jake tiptoes warily, careful not to make you mad. he wraps his arms around you and hugged you. jake’s hugs always simmered down your anger. ever since you and jay became enemies, jake had always comforted you.

“(name), you do realise you can ignore him right?” you snuzzled your head onto jake’s chest, happy to be in your brother’s arms since he gave the best hugs.

“trust me, i’ve tried hard but that asshole lives to annoy me.”

“i’ll try to talk to him about it.”

“it’s fine. this is between me and him, i don’t want to bring you or the other 2 in.”

“well, technically it also involves us. he is our friend and you are my sister so yeah, i’m caught up between the both of you.”

“you could choose one of us to defend.”

“the both of you are petty, if i choose either one of you, your both going to sulk. it’s really funny since the both of you used to be friends too-”

“we do not speak about the past.” you smacked jake’s back. jake lets go of the hug.

“look i have no idea how you and jay fell apart but i miss how our friend group didn’t have you two constantly at each other’s throats. it was way better back then.”

you never told jake what happened to you and jay. he did know you were rejected by your crush but he didn’t know your crush was jay. you guessed that’s how much jay didn’t care about you. he never talked about it to your brother when you thought he would.

“it will never go back to how it was back then. besides, you know one of the reasons why we fell apart.”

“the bake sale incident. yeah, i know but i seriously thought that was the only reason. what’s the other reason?”

“not telling you, jaeyun.”

jake whines, “come on. i’m your twin brother, your singular minute younger twin brother. do you not trust me?” he pouts.

“yes because you suck at keeping secrets. you’d blurt it out to the 2 other boys.”

“well.” jake huffs. you ruffled his hair.

“come on, let’s watch some reruns of your favourite show.” jake gasps.

“let’s go!” jake drags you to the couch.

the next day, you entered the class. the first thing you ever noticed was how jay was busy flirting with one of the girls in the class. he pushes a strand of hair behind her ears and the girl blushes. you rolled your eyes and placed your bag in your locker (you had your own lockers in the class as it was the kitchen).

“you know the kitchen is for cooking and learning. not for you to nearly jump on each other.” you say to gain both of their attentions. jay turns to you. he notices how you were wearing a hoodie.

“why aren’t you in your attire?” jay asks. you grabbed your uniform from your bag.

“I was going to change.” you noticed the girl was eyeing you up and down in disgust. “why? do you wanna follow me into the bathroom? ah, i get it...you must’ve missed my body. judging by how much you were whimpering last night. who knew you liked to be pegged.” you smirked.

the girl’s jaw drops and so did jay’s.

“anyways, if you’re not going to follow me. i’m going first, take care jongseong~” you left the kitchen with a smile over your lips. you were about to enter the bathroom when a hand reaches out for you and spins you around.

“you.”

“oh come on, park. i know you’re just flirting with her for fun. you were never one to date seriously. you were also never one to take confessions seriously.” you mumbled the last part. jay unfortunately heard it though.

“what? are you still butthurt over me rejecting you?”

“in your dreams, i’m completely over you.” he backs you up against the wall and leans close.

“really?” you stared directly into his eyes, glaring at him. you could not waver, jay knows you well enough.

“yes, now get the fuck away from me.” you pushed him and went into the bathroom to change. you shut the stall door and sat down on the closed toilet lid. you groaned into your hands.

“why did my heart race again. you’re over him already. he isn’t worth your time.” you sighed before putting on your attire. you entered the class and got ready for it.

it was as per usual. the teacher talking about the history and then demonstrating the steps. after the class ends, the teacher calls up you and jay.

“my two favourite students!” mr.kang smiles. “so i know the both of you are capable of doing your very best in the competition, so i wanna challenge both of you.”

“we’ll be up to any challenge you put out, mr.kang.” jay says. you nearly scoffed at the good boy persona he was putting out to suck up to the teacher.

“great. i’d like the both of you to create 2 dishes. 1 of your own and one that the other likes.”

“sir, i don’t really understand what you are saying.” you asked.

“well, at first i thought of getting you two to do a dish together but then i remembered that this competition is only solo. in the end, i decided that you two will be making each other’s favourite dessert! it means you two can bond and get to know each other.”

oh if only the teacher knew you two were friends before. you smiled.

“alright, sir. we will get to it!” you say. mr.kang clasps his hands.

“great! competition is in 5 months time. you will have more than enough time to practice whilst balancing school work. take care, alright?”

“sir, may i bake in school? my apartment unfortunately does not have an oven and i can’t travel to my parent’s home since it’s in australia.”

“of course, (name). however, ingredients is not provided. you can keep your ingredients in the fridge though so it wouldn’t be a hassle to bring them back and forth.”

“duly noted. I’ll bring my own ingredients.” you say. mr.kang smiles.

“good luck you two.” and so the teacher leaves. you were just left with jay in the kitchen.

“both of us were friends, you know my favourite dessert and i know yours so we won’t need to hang out.” you opened your locker and grabbed your bag.

the next month flies by quick, you probably had baked about 5 times in this whole month alone. that’s how important it was for you. you did work in a small cafe which sold sweet treats so you could practice baking too.

“here you go, heeseung.” you hand heeseung a plate of cake that you had made after finishing class. heeseung smiled and thanked you. just as he was about to take a bite, jay shoves his cake in front of him.

“here, try this one instead!” jay says. heeseung looks at the both of you and then to jake and sunghoon.

“hey, umm mind trying these cakes with me? if eat it alone, i might get threatened by these two.”

“enjoy dude, i’ve already been harassed by (name) and jay last week. it’s your turn.” sunghoon yells.

“yeah, i think i need to hit the gym again. i’ve had too many cake for this past month.” jake huffs. you gasped.

“ah, then this is perfect time to announce that i made pie too.” you placed the slice on the table. sunghoon and jake ran over to grab it but heeseung claims it as his by taking a bite out of it.

“please tell me you have more.” jake pleads. you giggled.

“yeah, it’s in the fridge.”

“YES!!” jake runs over to your fridge. you turned to jay and smiled.

“never thought about switching things up huh, park?” jay scoffs.

“you’re just buttering up to them so they can keep trying out your baked goods.”

“exactly, moreover, they love my pies. i recall you loving it too.” you grabbed a small bite sized with a fork and made airplane noises. “does jongseong, want it?”

jay rolls his eyes, “i’ll take my revenge and no, i don’t want your pie.”

“suit yourself~” you were ready to eat it when jay goes for it. he chews and swallows it.

“it’s not crumbly enough, maybe you should’ve rubbed the fat in more.” jay smirks before he goes over to the bathroom.

2nd month, you were about 3 months away from the actual competition. you were once again back in the kitchen at 6pm creating the next idea you had in mind for the baking competition. just as you stepped into the kitchen, you noticed jay and the same girl from that day. she was on the counter and jay stood in between her legs. they were making out. your heart drops. you suddenly felt like crying. why? aren’t you over him? he can do whatever he wants.

you accidentally dropped your bag and they pulled away to inspect what the sound was. jay’s eyes met with yours. it had been so long since he had seen the look of disappointment and hurt in your eyes. the last time being when he laughed in your face after you confessed in high school. you composed yourself and grabbed your bag from the ground before trudging to your locker. a tear slips by accident and you wiped it quickly.

“wow, you’re not a kissing virgin. thought you were, makes me think my brother and the 2 other two aren’t too.” you tried to hide your wavering voice. “by the way, the kitchen is a place for cooking. not for a hook up. please leave if you are going to continue, you have your own apartment for a reason.” with that you left. you went to change into your outfit.

the moment the bathroom stall door was shut, you couldn’t help but bawl your eyes out. you were confused and frustrated with how you were feeling. you told yourself multiple times that you were over jay. you sucked it up and change into your chef attire before washing up your face. you entered the kitchen again, it was empty so jay did actually leave.

you shook your head. you had to concentrate on baking, not on jay. that was your priority.

you went over to preheat the oven, you start measuring up all the dry ingredients before grabbing the butter and cold water from the fridge. you quietly sifted the flour into the bowl and dumped the butter inside, carefully you rubbed the butter and flour together, making it look like breadcrumbs. you placed the bowl into the mixer and poured cold water little by little as the mixer slowly created the dough.

your mind went places. you imagined you and jay working on desserts together. him guiding your hand and helping you. his laughter echoing beside you. he kisses the side of your head. however, that was not reality and you shouldn’t even be dreaming about him like that. you sighed. you grabbed the dough and wrapped in cling wrap, it had to rest in the fridge for a while.

you scrolled through your phone while waiting. you noticed a text from sunghoon and his caller id flashes on the screen, you picked it up.

“what’s up, hoon?” you answered.

“where are you?”

“still in the kitchen.”

“i hear moaning sounds from jay’s house, i almost went inside until jake pointed it out. can we crash at your place?”

“why are you guys always over at my house?”

“because jay lives in front and he is our friend too. we usually go over because jake misses his twin sister dearly.” you giggled.

“yeah, i know he does. I’ll text you my code.”

“alright.” you could tell sunghoon was hesitating to say something.

“do you have something else to say, hoon.”

“do you want me to come over to accompany you?” sunghoon asks.

“then what about jake?”

“heeseung hyung is here too. i can just tell them i’m gonna be your dessert taster.”

“then wouldn’t they wanna come too?”

“jake and heeseung can’t handle any more desserts. It’s too much for them.”

“alright, then come over. you know where the kitchen is right?”

“I followed jake there once but could you guide me through call?”

“of course. in that case, i’ll text jake my code instead. you can make your way over now and i’ll remain on call with you.”

“perfect.”

you could hear chattering on the other side. you sent jake a text message with your code. you guided sunghoon over to where you were.

“woah, this place is cool.”

“yeah, it’s only for culinary students but since classes are over and i have permission to use this place. i can bring you here.” you remembered jay had been bringing the girl over here, you assumed they’ve been hooking up for a decent amount of time.

“look, i came here to talk to you about jay.”

“oh god, what is it-”

“i know you used to like jay and you confessed to him.”

“what? what else do you know?”

“well, when you confessed to him he laughed right in your face and you cried the whole way home.”

“park sunghoon, did you stalk me?”

“nono, i didn’t. I happened to have noticed it while on the way home and well you know we walk the same route to get home since i’m your neighbour after all.”

“this is embarrassing. do the other 2 know?”

“not at all. just me.”

“well, keep it secret then. it’s the past, jay and i will never become as close as before.” you sighed and grabbed the dough. you floured the wooden board and the rolling pin. you unwrapped the dough and rolled it out on the board.

“i also know that you saw jay and that girl making out.”

you stopped rolling the dough out before shaking your head and cutting out the dough to fit the aluminium foil tart. you pressed it on and stabbed the bottom with a fork.

“you have hawk eyes, hoon.” you weakly laughed while cutting out more dough. “you always seem to catch me at the wrong times. the fact that all of them included jay. you know, i even told him that i didn’t know he did all of these things and it makes me think you guys do this too-” you turned to face sunghoon but realise he was inches away from you.

you stepped back, “sorry.”

sunghoon hugs you. it was rare he ever did this, which was why you found it weird. you broke the hug.

“hoon, why are you doing this?”

“(name)...” you tilt your head. “I-”

you could hear a crash behind sunghoon. you noticed it was jay. you rolled your eyes.

“had fun? you must’ve been so stressed with preparation for the baking competition that you got your dick wet.” you continued pressing down the dough onto the mould. jay rolls his eyes.

“jealous? at least i’m getting something. you’re stuck being a virgin for the rest of your life. you’ve never even kissed anyone, pathetic.” you stopped what you were doing and decided that you had enough of jay but sunghoon holds you back.

“don’t (name).” sunghoon says. you just listened to him. after that, you and jay never dared to talk to each other. sunghoon could sense the suffocating tension between the both of you, he only sighs.

3rd month, you were happily giggling whilst typing on your phone. recently, sunghoon had been sending you a bunch of funny and adorable photos of himself. he says it’s to cheer you up so you could enjoy your day. you were yet again about to enter the kitchen when sunghoon pops up in front of you whilst holding something.

“present for the birthday girl~”

“hoon, it’s not my birthday!”

“check your calendar again, dummy.” you looked at the date and realised, he was right. “happy birthday, prettiest girl.” sunghoon pecks your forehead.

“hoon!” you smacked his arm, “we are supposed to keep this a secret. we wouldn’t want anyone to snap a picture of us and post us onto the school’s hot new couple page for jake to see.”

“you’re right…but i kinda don’t mind.” he starts to leave pecks all over your face.

both you and sunghoon somehow became a couple 2 weeks after the incident that happened with jay a month ago. sunghoon obviously knew you liked jay still, he could tell from the lingering gazes you gave jay when jay wasn’t looking. sunghoon wasn’t hurt by this since he knew this in the long run when falling for you. however, since jay was being an ass to you right now. he thought why not have some fun for a while with you before jay comes to realise that he liked you.

“ehem.” you hear someone clear their throat. you knew who it was. you turned around and faced the boy.

“oh sorry, am i in your way? i’ll move your majesty.”

“are you and sunghoon a couple? shall i tell your dear brother?” jay smirks.

“go ahead. i’ve been meaning to tell everyone. I think everyone deserves to know i’m dating the park sunghoon.” jay clenches his fist.

“well unfortunately, there are no outsiders allowed in here.”

“oh really, just yesterday you brought your ‘girlfriend’ here. i don’t see what’s wrong with bringing my boyfriend here.”

“too bad, the rules just applied today. besides, you’re going to get distracted, sim.”

“really? but this distraction is great. he gets to kiss me and help me out.”

“well, pda isn’t allowed here.”

“oh wow, you’re so fucking annoying-” sunghoon pulls you into a kiss. you wrapped your arm around his neck. he peaks to look at jay and notices how jay’s jaw was clenched. his knuckles turning white. jay’s eyes met with sunghoon’s. sunghoon takes the opportunity to slide his hand down to your waist and squeezing it. he closes his eyes to really feel and deepen the kiss.

you pulled back, “hoon.” sunghoon looks down to notice your adorable rosy cheeks.

“let’s go, it’s your birthday. we should enjoy it.” sunghoon holds your hand. he ignores jay’s glare. you nod. “we could even make use of your present tomorrow when i help you out with your baking.” sunghoon says.

“don’t you have an extra-curriculum?”

“yeah but you can swing by my apartment and we could bake there..”

“great idea!!” sunghoon smiles.

“then let’s spend your birthday together.” you happily nodded and dragged sunghoon out of the kitchen. jay watches you and sunghoon leave.

he can’t help but feel jealousy, especially since he likes you but he knew you wouldn’t be so careless and accept him. not when he has hurt you. jay slams his fist onto the counter. he ignored the stinging pain and how his knuckles were going to be bruised. how did jay deduce he liked you? well, that day when you caught him and that girl making out. he felt the need to go over and comfort you, like it was wrong to see you so heartbroken.

it had been like that since the day you confessed to him, guilt always creeped around whenever he thought about that day. he regrets laughing in your face. if he hadn’t done so, he would’ve been dating you right now and it wouldn’t have turned out into a ‘enemies to lovers’ arc. it would’ve been ‘friends to lovers’. well, unfortunately, he has let you slip out of his hands once again and he hates himself for it.

4th month, as competitions was just a month away. you were stressing to do well and with that happening. you interacted less and less with sunghoon. you felt bad, how could you ghost your own boyfriend? as such, you made sunghoon a dessert to apologise but you were met with a random girl in his apartment. she was just wearing a robe, a bathroom robe.

“who are you and what do you want with my sunghoon?” you felt your heart drop.

“your sunghoon?” you scoffed. “really? In that case, enjoy this treat with your boyfriend. just let him know his ex-girlfriend just dropped by.” you smiled at the girl and left.

you dropped a text to sunghoon, “let’s break up. thought we could last but i guess you were just using me. thanks for the memories and don’t ever come by my house ever again.” you blocked his number shortly after.

after that shock, jake was flabbergasted to find out you and sunghoon dated. moreover, he cheated on you. he was mad at the boy and so he never contacted him for at least 2 weeks before he folded and hanged out with him. you were doing so well since the break up. two of the worst things happened to you, you got rejected and you got cheated on.

jake knocks on your bedroom door.

“hey (name).” he pauses, “i know this whole thing is taking a toll on you. it really sucks that sunghoon cheated on you. you know i’d never accept cheaters as friends-”

“enjoy your time with him.” you yelled.

“(name).”

“leave, jake.” jake winces at the tone you used. he could hear you once again crying. jake turns to heeseung.

“i should probably punch sunghoon’s guts for hurting my sister, huh.”

“yes.” heeseung sighs, “two of the closest people to (name) and they both fucked up bad. idiots.”

“you wouldn’t dare hurt my sister would you?” jake looks at heeseung.

“if i hurt your sister, please unfriend me.” heeseung says.

“bro…” jake hugs heeseung.

5th month, you finally finished with your last dessert that you decided to do at the baking competition. you placed the final touches and smiled.

“(name).” it was sunghoon. you sighed and turned to him.

“what are you doing here? thought you were busy with your new girlfriend. she’s really pretty by the way. ah, she must’ve also been really experienced in sex. makes sense why you cheated on me since i have no experience.”

“(name), listen to me.”

“why should i listen to you when i trusted you and you betrayed it, hmm?”

“i’m sorry i broke your trust.”

“look, i was happy for the time we dated. i actually forgot that my feelings for jay might’ve came back. i let you kiss me, make out with me and for what? for you to fuck up the friendship we had?”

“I really thought i had someone who cared for me. clearly, i don’t. you used me. just get out.” you say.

“i’m sorry.”

“leave please.” your voice was already cracking, tears forming. sunghoon leaves and you kneeled onto the ground whilst crying. you tried forgetting about the time you spent with sunghoon but it felt exactly like back then. when you first confessed to jay.

you felt arms wrap around you and you knew that familiar scent. it was jay. you wanted to push him away but you didn’t have the energy to right him off you so you just cried in his arms. jay never said anything, he just rubbed your shoulder and occasionally left pecks on the side of your head. it was funny, your first love comforting you after your first ever boyfriend cheated on you.

D-DAY, finally it was the day of the competition. jay has never talked about what happened in the kitchen. which you were thankful for because it was one of your weakest moments and you just simply didn’t want to talk about it.

“you may begin baking, chefs, you have 2 hours of baking time for 2 dishes. good luck.” the host says. you took a deep breath and started searching for the ingredients you needed.

after you were done, you went to your work station and washed your hands. you preheated the oven and started measuring out the amount you needed. it was a rough battle, everyone was extremely tensed since they wanted to do well. there was enough time to cool the dough down so that’s what you did before starting up on the next dessert.

it was jay’s favourite. a memory comes flooding back.

“here, try this.” you gave jay a spoonful. he hums.

“it’s really good. what is it?”

“just something that i wanted to try.”

“it’s almost as great as the ones in bakery shops.” jay says.

“are you saying my desserts are worst than bakery shops?”

“well..” you smacked him. “i’m kidding!”

“you better be.”

“i can definitely say…this will be my favourite dessert from now on.”

“and why?” you asked curiously.

“because you made them.”

you shook your head. you had to concentrate on making the dessert.

2 hours pass by in a breeze. everyone was extremely worried as they placed their desserts onto the table in front of the judges. they gave time to everyone to walk around while the judges taste tested their desserts. you walked outside and went to the fountain. you felt a presence next to you but you could tell who it was.

“was it hard?” jay asks.

“hmm? what’s hard?”

“knowing that sunghoon cheated on you.”

“what do you think?”

“i knew sunghoon had been cheating on you.” you turned to face jay, “i confronted him about it. he mentioned about how ‘i need to realise something.’ and that he is doing this for me.”

“what do you mean?”

“I have no idea what he means too but if it makes you feel better, i punched him.” your heart leaps. he punched sunghoon for you. you snort.

“why? felt obliged to do so? you didn’t need to, you know. it’s mine and sunghoon’s business.”

“I didn’t feel obliged to do so. sunghoon is an asshole, he cheated on someone. i wouldn’t accept any of the guys if they cheated on a girl.”

“what about you then?”

“i’ve never cheated on anyone and i don’t plan to.”

“then why do you fuck around and hurt a girl’s heart.”

“it’s different.”

“really? because i feel like it’s the same thing. especially when there is a girl out there who likes you and they know you are fucking some other girl.”

“(name) do you-”

“hey hey, sunshine.” your brother hugs you. you spot sunghoon and heeseung. jake pulls away from the hug to pat jay’s back. “ah wait, i forgot to add something.” he places a paper bag over sunghoon’s head.

“There.” jake smiles. sunghoon groans.

“is it really necessary to do this?”

“yes, because you are the fuckwit who hurt my twin sister. she still doesn’t want to see and talk to your cheating ass.”

“okay, fine!” sunghoon folds his arms. “but i tried apologising.”

“she didn’t accept your apology so it doesn’t count!” jake says.

you rolled your eyes, “just take the paper bag off.”

sunghoon sighs in relief, he takes the bag off his head and swooshes his hair back since it was messy.

“what are you guys doing here?” you asked.

“to support you and jay of course.” jake smiles. you nod.

“such a supportive little brother.” you cooed teasingly whilst ruffled his hair.

“by 1 minute (name). one.” jake huffs. you giggled. you heard the host calling out for everyone.

“oh they are announcing winners. let’s go.” heeseung says.

“we are here to announce the winner of the baking competition!”

“it was a really tough decision for the judges as there were two people who were neck and neck.”

jake nudges you, “bet it’s you and jay.”

“won’t be surprised. we are always the top in our class anyways. all that matters is that it’s either me or him who got 1st place.”

“it doesn’t really matter.”

“it does to me, it would look good on my graduate certificate, don’t you think?”

“second place, would like nice on you too. since you got it.” jay smirks. you turned to the screen and realised your name was just below jay. he was first place.

they made you go up on stage to accept the award and certificate. you put on a smile which instantly faded the moment you got off stage. jay was laughing with your brother and the 2 other boys. you shoved the items to jake and pulled jay away from them.

you brought him over to the kitchen, the same place the both of you spent on practicing for the competition.

“what the fuck did you do to the results? did you cheat your way through?” jay scoffs.

“is that how you see me as? come on, sim. just cause i did better than you.”

“better than me? it should be me who is better than you.”

“why are you such a fucking jerk?”

“me? a jerk? aww is little (name) going to cry?” jay pouts.

“you don’t even want to get a degree!”

you lift your finger up to poke into his chest, backing him up against a wall.

“you’re such a bitch, you know?”

“ah, i live to be one.” jay smirks as he provokes you. you leaned close, tiptoeing to get to his height. the both of you not backing away.

“i fucking hate you.” you told him. it was hard to admit it, not when he was your first love. jay rolls his eyes.

“say that again. i dare you.”

“i fucking h-” jay pushes his lips on yours. your eyes widened. this wasn’t supposed to happen. you wanted to push him away but your body didn’t let you.

‘fuck it, it happened already.’ was what you thought. you closed your eyes and kissed jay back. he smiles through the kiss and pulls you closer, his hand reaching up to hold your cheek.

you pulled back after another 1 minute or so. you needed some air since jay was literally knocking the air out of you. you looked away from jay and tilts your chin up with his finger.

“look at me, baby.” you melt at his words. “why are you so shy now, what happened to the (name) that always bites back?” you blushed. he chuckles and pecks your nose.

“i like you.” jay admits. your heart swells.

“i like you too.” you shyly say. jay wraps his arms around you.

“i find it weird you’re not biting back and scowling but i missed this (name) a lot. my (name).” you snuggled in jay’s arms.

“then would you rather i start scowling and getting mad at you for kissing me?” you tried pulling away. jay holds you tighter.

“no, don’t leave.” he pecks your forehead. you laughed.

“by the way, sunghoon purposely cheated on you because he knew i liked you.” jay admits. you pulled away from the hug.

“WHAT?”

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False accusations

modern!au

pairing modern!abby anderson × f/reader

characters; reader*, abby anderson, readers parent(s). ellie williams (mentioned), owen moore (mentioned),

Cw: strong language, some plot, some p*rn, arguments/accusations, suggested infidelity (cheating), mentions of owen

Im kinda rusty so please be kind(I AM SO SORRY ITS SO LONG )

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It had been a long day. Woke up early, got ready for work, got to work, didn't have any breaks, then went to my ex's, and got home later than I wanted to. Which would definitely cause some problems with Abby. Oh, boy... I wasn't ready for the arguing and accusations. But maybe she was already asleep.

And mad at me.

Fuuuuck.

I slipped the key into the lock, slowly turning them to unlock the door, sneaking in with caution and ease. Something I've been good at since... Forever, I guess.

The coast was clear. No lights on, no tv shows playing, no music, no nothing. I let out a sigh of relief, fist pumping the air in excitement. I would rather Abs be asleep and mad at me instead of awake and arguing. She never really liked me being out late anyways unless she was there.

Flick. A light turned on, casting a big, mean shadow.

Oh fuck. No, no, no.

"Did you have fun out today?" Abby stood im the hallway, her shadow looming over me. She was beyond pissed. I did not need to look at her to know, I could feel and hear it. "Meet up with some friends?"

*What?" | dropped my bag on the floor and hung up the keys,

"Abby, I've been at work since morning. What're you on about?" turning to her with a confused look.

*You work from nine in the morning to seven at night."

"Yeah?"

"It's almost ten, Y/N! Where were you?" Abby marched over to me, crossing her huge arms across her chest and glaring down at me.

"Abby, I don't have time for this. I was getting a few things from my mom, that's all.” I partially lied. I wasn't with my mom but I was retrieving some of my belongings from my ex.

"Yeah? Or were you out fucking Ellie?"

I gave her a disgusted look, shaking my head at her. Not because of who she said I was with but because of her accusation. She knows I would never cheat on her. Not now, not ever. Why would she even think that?

"Fucking, excuse me?"

"Does this look familiar?" Abby pulled up a photo of me and Ellie speaking to one another, fiddling with our hands, a nervous smile present on both parties lips, "Owen sent me a photo of you two together.

My eyes snapped up to hers, now raging at the name coming out of her mouth, "fucking, who!? Owen!?" | scoffed, rolling my eyes at her and shaking my head, "why's he still in your contacts? Why do you have his number?"

"Don't turn the tables on me, Y/N. Answer me."

At that point, I was already fed up with her bullshit, waving my hand in her face as I walked down the hall to our shared bedroom. Abby chased me down, hot on my heels.

"Fuck you, Abigail."

"Fuck me? No, Y/N, fuck you!" Abby's voice cracked a bit, not because she was crying but because she had been raising her voice at me and she hated doing so.

I scoffed at her rebuttal and tried to slam the door but abby caught it with her foot just in time, "The reason I have his number is so he can take my shifts like how i did for our anniversary!"

I rolled my eyes and scoffed again “ Yeah right how do i know that you haven’t been fucking behind my back then!” Abby had a pained look on her face.

“Do you seriously think that i would cheat on you? After everything!” Abby swung the door open so roughly it shook the wall. “Of course not but why would you think i would do that to you? Especially since you know how my last relationship ended and how badly it fucked me up!”

My eyes were tearing up as i remember how badly it hurt when i walked in on Ellie and Dina on our anniversary a few years back. Abby sighed and rubbed her face with her hands in an attempt to calm down.

“I-i look I shouldn’t have accused you. I guess I was just scared that you’d leave me for her or something and I shouldn’t have listened to Owen for all we know he’s just trying to stir up drama. I'm sorry.” Abby looked down while rubbing the back of her neck.

“I’m sorry I tried to flip it back to you, the truth is i was just getting some of my old stuff back it was just stuff i didn’t have the balls to get back yet.” I pulled out small photos of my childhood and some souvenirs and pins.

“I know it doesn’t look like much but these mean alot to me.” Abby pulled me into a hug and kept me there “oh baby, I’m sorry but why didn’t you tell me? I could’ve gotten that stuff for you or helped.”

My face buried in her chest i sighed “ i wanted to do it myself not burden you. You already do so much for me anyway.” I wipe my face with my sleeve as i break the hug

“How about i reward you for being so brave and to make it up to you too .” Abby holds me by my waist and looks me in the eyes. “That sound good princess?” I nod eagerly and wrap my arms around her neck.

“Yeah, that sounds really good.” I squealed as she picked me up and took me to the edge of the bed. Abby pulled me into a steamy kiss and laid me down as she crawled on top of me never breaking the kiss.

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My chest pressed down against the sheets as one hand propped onto my hip while the other was rubbing up and down my spine. "Aren't you just the prettiest girl, huh baby?" Abby teases me her breath right on my neck.

My mouth hangs open, just at the thought of her lips on where i most need her. I can feel Abby smirk at how reactive I am to her touch and how I arch my back into her. Then that familiar, intoxicating feeling of me stretching at Abby's girth, drew out a light whimper from my lips.

"You're doin' so good baby taking me like the slut you are." Abby covers my body with hers and i can feel her chest on my back as she starts to move. Her relentless pace that she set was mind numbing to the point that i was drooling at the sensation.

The room fills with the sounds of skin slapping, Abby groaning, and my pornographic moans. Abby's large hands pushed my head down into the pillow, muffling me so her own sounds of pleasure were heard. She even seemed to be slowing her pace, one hand slipping down to my hip while the other tug my head up by my hair, lips nearing my ear.

"God baby you're grippin me so tight, I can barely move." a thin sheen of sweat covers both of our bodies. My juices forming a ring at the base of Abby's strap, the sounds the strap going in and out of me are deafening, yet so satisfying to hear on repeat.

"Abby, please," was all I could say, begging her to just ruin me.

"Please what, baby? Use your words, don't be shy now." I whimpered at her teasing, aching for all of her. I can feel a coil in my stomach tighten even more and i give in. "Please Abby let me cum, please please please!"

Abby coos and quickens her pace. Her grip becomes bruising as she shows no mercy pounding into me. "There you go baby. You sound so pretty when you beg, go ahead princess cum, you've earned it." Abby whispers through gritted teeth as she pressed her mouth to my ear.

The coil snapped and my body froze momentarily, a small shiver taking over, my eyes rolling back, and moans that ended up increasing in volume came out of my voice box. Abby didn't even stop there, still thrusting into me so I could ride out my high.

“There you go, such a pretty slut for me huh?” Abby’s thrusts slowed as she starts soothing me with gentle hands. A clear contrast of her seconds before. My hands go to hold abby’s hand on my hip and i start rubbing shapes into the back of her hand.

“I think you really made it up to me abs.” Abby slides out of me with a small chuckle leaning into my back. Abby leans up to kiss the back of my neck. “What do you say we take a nice relaxing bath right now, princess?”

I turn as much as i can to look at her, a sex drunk smile on my lips. “Mmmmm that would be amazing.”

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rickyschicky · 9 months

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🌌Void🌌

A Ricky x Fem!Reader (Angst/Fluff)

Summary: You have been having an extremely hard time for a few weeks, but today was just the one day that topped them all... So Ricky had to step in before he lost you to yourself.

Warnings/Mentions: Depression, Drug usage (prescribed medications), self-deprecation, LOTS OF CRYING, Pet names (Squirt, Honey, Sweetie, Maomao, and Darling), very small amount of violence?

Hello everyone! I finally have completed my very first ZB1 fanfic and have truly become an official writer of Zumblr! This work has a lot of my emotions or feelings into it and was very self-indulgent when thought of. As many of my previous followers may have noticed, I’ve changed my user to “rickyschicky.” Yes, I’m going to mainly be writing about ZB1 from now on, but no I’ll still write for other groups/idols. But they most likely will be my ult biases or Idols that have a special place in my heart. This fic is coming out a lot later than I originally wanted it to due to a lot of personal things happening in my life. Now that this is released, I’ll be working on a proper pin that has a proper about me, rules for the blog, rules for asks and even an anon list for those who wish to SECRETLY stick around! Im very excited to have my fresh start, so perceive me well, pretty please! Feedback is always appreciated, and if you see mistakes don’t be afraid to send me a DM!

Cup. Pop. Gulp.

This routine was normal for you, a dreaded ritual if anything. If you didn’t do this every morning and night, you know your life would be in shambles and unlivable. Curling into your favorite (F/C) blanket, you let out a sigh of emptiness as your feet mindlessly kick around in it.

Managing depression, sucks.

Mindlessly watching whatever was playing on the tv, the heart inside of your chest sunk deeper and deeper. Yet anything you put on couldn’t entertain you, not even rewatching your favorite shows. You can’t decide what’s worse; not remembering how many days it’s been since this started, not eating or hydrating enough, or the fact that you have shut all your friends out with your boyfriend being the very next one. You hear your best friend’s custom ringtone blare though your phone speakers at least twice a day, but you couldn’t help but sigh and say, “not today, (F/N)”. Everything from blaring sounds to the soft fabric currently on your fingertips felt like it was hardly there. Your body feels like over-used putty, numb and worn out from so much usage. It’s impossible though, it has felt like you haven’t moved from this spot in months. Who knows the actual time you even were here on the couch of you and your lover’s shared house.

It’s pitiful how you couldn’t even jump from surprise when Ricky touches your head softly, “I’m home, squirt. I’m sorry I was out late, I wanted to finish getting a certain verse right.’ Only humming in response, you sit up and turn the tv down in an attempt to listen to him. By all means it wasn’t because you weren’t interested, it's far from that. It’s just hard to control your fuzzy mind and have it focus on something emotional at this moment in time. He didn’t like the lack-of response he received, gracefully walking over and sitting next to your cocooned form.

“(Y/N), honey. Please look at me.” You tear your gaze from the random spot you decided to zone out on and look into his gentle, cat shaped eyes. They were full of concern and distress. You almost hated how he could easily read you like an open book just by the way you act or look.

“Sweetie don’t start crying, I am far from mad at you. I just want you to talk to me, tell me what you feel.” Ricky takes no time in using his large thumb to brush away the tears that unknowingly fell from your lash line. He lets his long arms wrap around your figure, pulling you into his comforting lap.

The first thought you could even think of through the numerous tears was ‘why am I like this?’. Feeling disgusted with yourself, you choke out a sob harder and limply lay your head on his shoulder. You take your medicine day and night as prescribed, so why are you still feeling like a hollow doll that’s incapable of nothing? Even in the love of your life’s arms, you couldn’t feel an ounce of happiness.

Ricky sensed this, pulling your chin up and bringing you into a sweet and gentle kiss as he whispers soft praises of how strong you are. “Hey hey hey, don’t work yourself up too much (Y/N). We both know we will feel like shit, and I’ll call Hanbin to let him know I can’t come in to practice because you are just sooo sad.” He gives a cute pout, tickling your sides in mockery. Through your tears, you let out a huff that quickly turns into a squeal. You quickly throw your fists up and start lightly punching him in his wide shoulders and chest in an attempt to get his fingers away from your sensitive sides.

“The last thing I need is for you yelled at by mother, Shen Ricky.” You scold, feeling a breath of life flow through your veins. It was hard to be upset when he acts silly or in this case: say something utterly stupid and cute. He chuckles, noticing how you were starting to change right before his eyes. He knew he had to continue before you slip back.

“Well, I can always bring you to practice?”

“Ricky, WakeOne literally won’t let me, even if you beg.”

You sit in silence before just snorting at his antics. You shimmy out of the blanket and take care to put it around you and him, straddling his lap so you can lay your head on his collarbone right under his chin. Soon your body melts as you go limp once more. Ricky quickly accepted this new position by wrapping his arms around your lower back snugly, giving many annoying kisses to your temples and forehead. He felt you changing again and wanted to halt the process. Deciding this was too annoying right now, you attempt to pull the blanket above your head. Not liking this, your boyfriend quickly grabs the blanket with his teeth and starts tugging on it playfully, tickling your sides ferociously.

“What are you, a dog?”

“Actually, I’m a cat.”

You don’t waste a second to jab your hand in his side, hearing him whimper for you to let up and be gentle. He sighs, giving up and letting you hide under the soft fabric, rocking your curled up form that was on his lap. After being together for a while, he knew your limits and when to stop. You just wanted someone to physically be there for you today, so that’s what he will do. Slowly moving the blanket off the top of your head, he gently clears his throat to sing for you in his mother tongue. You voiced to him before you loved hearing him sing so comfortably in his first language and even encouraged him to teach you a few songs in Chinese.

Not soon after you were about to pull the blanket over your head, you heard his deep, breathy voice fill your ears. Stopping your current action, you tuck your hair behind your ears so you could hear him clearly (even if you couldn’t understand a single thing coming from his lips), and let your head lay heavy on his shoulder. Sure, Ricky could be a total annoying brat when he wanted to be, but times like this are when you are the most thankful for him. You felt at one of your lowest points and instead of running or simply saying, ‘suck it up’, he stuck around and tried to learn how to take care of you and cheer you up. He took his time learning your needs, favorite activities and foods, and even points of his personality you enjoyed the most. You were his rose, freshly bloomed and bright red with an addicting scent. His romance, the one that made his heart fall in his stomach and bounce of his rib cage with a simple stare and gentle laugh. If he could, you would be carried everywhere in his pocket wherever he traveled. Ricky truly loved you, just for who you are.

Not a second after he finished the song, you were wiping tears. You didn’t know what tears they really were at this point. You felt numb, but you at least felt something now compared to earlier. Sitting up carefully, you rub your raw puffy eyes to attempt to see him. Blinking rapidly, you saw he had a gentle smile on, your second favorite smile. Nothing could beat his largest, brightest smile he gives when he is bursting with happiness. Leaning over, you connect your sore lips with his thick, plush ones. Ricky’s chest rumbled smoothly under your hands that were propping you up, humming with the small show of affection.

“That’s my girl, so pretty even when she is the saddest soul on the planet.” He coos, large hands once again cupping your jaw tenderly. His eyes were sparkling, looking like the softest pieces of boba you have laid your own eyes on. Everything that exuded him at this moment spoke of love and truth. You lay your smaller hands ontop of his, enjoying the warmth of them.

“Maomao, let’s go to bed...I’m just really tired after today.” You confess, guilt laced in your voice. His thumb brushed your lip to hush you, smiling sweetly.

“There is nothing wrong with that, my darling. Let’s get some good rest and wake up to a new day. Together.” Your boyfriend promises, gently moving his hands to securely hold your thighs as he stands up and starts walking to your shared bedroom. He lays you down like royalty on the bed, swinging you in properly and tucks you in. By the time you were able to focus your eyes, he vanished from the room.

After a few minutes, you hear a familiar rattle come down the hallway as he slips in the room once again. He kneels by the bed a water in hand, and a yellow tinted bottle with a white cap on top. Sleepily, you grab the bottle and twist it open, smiling when you see the water bottle already opened and offered towards you.

Cup. Pop. Gulp.

Managing depression, sucks.

But Ricky makes it suck a lot less.

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loving-and-dreaming · 1 year

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nonsense s.b oneshot

pairing: Sirius black x reader x reader

a/n loosely based off the song nonsense by Sabrina carpenter <3 I would have highlighted and italicized the lyrics but I didn’t directly use any. But all credit goes to her amazing song because that is literally the basis of this ❤️ huge huge huge thank you to @whoahoney for helping me gain the confidence again and reading it over to make sure I didn’t sound dumb 💛💛💛

-Word count: 2.2K

You and Lily were getting ready for the get together at her boyfriend's place. You were extremely nervous; you know James, but the rest of his friends that will be there, not so much. I mean let's face it, you are not the biggest social butterfly. You love talking and love making friends but sometimes you just want to curl up in bed. But for your friend and her new budding relationship you would go and be your best self.

Arriving at James' house, you were surprised. He was known for throwing his parties back in Hogwarts but there were only two cars in the driveway, now with yours three. There was no booming music. No bright strobing lights. Looking at Lily you grab her hand and let her drag you in. As soon as you step in your first thought is to go hide in a corner with Lily, but that is not the point of this. The point was for her to spend some time with her new boyfriend in a low stakes environment. You push Lily, “Go girl! I will be fine. Go find lover boy and tell him I said hi!”

“Okay you know where the kitchen is, if you need anything just shout. I promise we can leave if you ever feel uncomfortable.” She gives you a look of concern. Maybe you were not hiding your nerves as well as you thought. Giving her a thumbs up and one more push, she goes to find James.

You head to the kitchen to get a drink. To get to the kitchen you need to pass through this hallway, which in your opinion is too long. You don’t normally drink, but tonight might be a cause to break out of that habit. Now you were not sad, but just in your head. Thinking about the phone calls you have to make at work, what you are going to make for lunch tomorrow, when you are going to call your mom, what should you get for Lily's birthday, how surprised you are at the nice decorations in a house full of guys. All these thoughts made you too distracted and miss the person heading in your direction. Only noticing the other person in the hallway when you are wearing a disgusting smelling drink(and now you remember why you don’t drink) and had his strong tattooed arms around your waist.

“Oh my-” you look up and see his beautiful smile before anything else. Embarrassingly so your voice gets higher, “—gosh, I am so sorry! I wasted your drink! What was it? I’ll get you a new one, although it smells gross. Wait I didn’t mean to say that, well I did but to each their own, if you like it that’s all that matters and I will get you a new one!” it took you a moment to realize you were rambling like a mad man, you look anywhere but the beautiful man in front of you.

“Don’t worry about it, Love. Lets get you a new shirt, this one is a little wet and now smells like my beer and like you pointed out it smells gross,” the stranger tells you in a voice filled with laughter. He moves his arms from around your waist and puts one on your back to lead you to a room. “I don't think we have met, Im Sirius, but those hooligans call me Padfoot or Pads. you can call me king though… perhaps you’ll be my queen?” Faltering in your steps you stop and look at him. Had he really just said that? He was probably just a natural flirt, nothing personal. So you simply giggle and roll your eyes.

“Your eyes are so beautiful, I think they are my favorite part of you.”

Okay that's it, you know he must be messing with you. It's probably James' bright idea to get one of his friends to mess with you, since you are the only friend in Lilys group that is single. You don’t know how many times you have reassured them that even though the break up was nasty, it was a year ago and you are over it. Turning to him, “Hi Sirius-”

“I thought I told you to call me king, my queen?”

“As I was saying, sirius, i'm not sure if james put you up to this or maybe lily, but i promise i'm okay being single. I hereby relieve you of your babysitting duty. Just point me in the direction of the bathroom and I will be fine.”

“Babysitting? What are you talking about? Anyways I am not going to let you stay in that beer soaked shirt, so here is my room, I will get you a clean shirt. Just one moment.”

He brings you out a shirt that looks worse for wear. It must be one of his favorite shirts, you can’t help the little blush and skip in your heart that he chose to give you a favorite shirt of his. “I insist you use my room, I mean I’d love to get you naked in my room, but in reality my bathroom is not the cleanest…” he opens the door for you and gives you space to walk in. You look back at him and smile while closing the door. Now you are not a creeper, but like anyone you are naturally curious. So while slowly taking off your beer soaked shirt you look around. The first thing that you notice is for someone that has apparently a messy bathroom. His room is extremely clean. The bed is completely made up, you’re just as clean and even your bed doesn’t look like that. The desk is free of clutter, and there are no clothes on the floor. To say you were shocked, would be an understatement. The next thing you notice is the bookshelves lining the walls from the few moments that you talk to him or more like he flirted with you. He did not strike you as someone that would be this well read. The last thing you notice, and this one stands out, is the fact that he has a candle burning in his room. The candle smells just like you thought he would, a hint of leather and musk. Cynthia reminds you of the words while also something fresh that makes you want to bury your face in the smell. Realizing you spent a good ten minutes just staring at his room you quickly change and without thinking about it so your shirt on his bed. With a red face, you quietly open the door, ready to endure the teasing of spending a good 10 minutes just to get changed yet When you open the door you find him gone. Although you told him to leave your heart does drop a little bit. But you quickly shake off that feeling you don't need James or Lily trying to make you feel better by asking James’ hot friend to keep you company.

You know the break up was a year ago, and honestly you are NOT still hung up on him. But they swear you are and that you need to find someone new. You’ve told her countless times that you’re just not ready for a relationship right now. And maybe Lily does know your taste, and picked the right guy but still absolutely not.

You walk back to the living room, still on the original mission to find a drink and run into jame and lily making heart eyes at each other in the hallway. Normally you would leave them be, but with sirius fresh on the brain you had to say something.

“Lily, james. I know you just want what is best for me. But I promise I am not hung up on Tyler. I just dont need to have someone in my life right now. So please tell Sirius he no longer needs to babysit me.”

James lets out a snort and lily looks at you with wide eyes. “Y/N hunny, what on earth are you talking about. We never asked Sirius to babysit you, we didn't even tell him about you because he tends to be a lot, which it seems like you are now witnessing.”

You're speechless. “So you're telling me I kinda told him off for no reason??? fan-freaking-tastic. Please excuse me while I go die on the couch with my drink I still have not gotten.” stomping over to the couch you make yourself at home. After you make yourself comfortable on the couch, you realize you still have not gotten your drink. Which may be better because who needs to be drinking when you’re sulking.

Once again lost in your head, you don't see or hear anything until someone sits down next to you and puts a glass full of water in your face. Looking up you see Sirius and are feeling the butterflies doing cartwheels in your stomach. Mouth opening and closing you cannot find the right words to say. All that is in your brain is nonsense, so logically that is what you say, “you… have me thinking nonsense.” not realizing you said that out loud until you hear James snort from the other couch and Sirius’ little laugh. Looking at Lily you mouth “did i really say that out loud?” The look on her face gives you the answer.

“Here, Love. I heard through the grapevine you never got your drink so I came bearing gifts. I was also told that you don’t drink alcohol, so I made sure to get you something that you would drink" Sirius looks at you smirking, “if it makes you feel better when looking at you I lose my chill.”

Giggling and once again rolling your eyes you say “yes Sirius thank you, i feel so much better because of that. Thank you for the drink. I really do appreciate it”

“Wait, I got an even better one! When you get close to me my tongue goes numb, sounds like bleh blah blee!” James once again snorts(you make a mental note to call him pig later), and Remus, Peter(who you just put names to face) and Lily all roll their eyes. This does however make you let out a real laugh, not those cute little giggles us girls do, no this was a whole laugh form your stomach. And hearing it made Sirius want to hear it everyday from now on, he made sure to tell you this too. “ Tell me the word Y/N and I promise I will make you laugh like that for the rest of our life.”

The rest of the night was spent by Sirius' side. He had the young energy of a puppy, which is how he got his nickname, puppy. He said he was offended at the nickname because “Y/N i am a manly man, i need a better nickname than puppy.” But the way he smiles when you say it with the sparkle in your eyes… He would let you do anything.

Eventually it is time to go home, you and Lily promise to come back with donuts in the morning (this lets the boys let you go a bit easier). In the car she gives you a look that says ‘spill’.

“I really like him lily! I want to spend all day talking to him, maybe going to the bedroom and doing not so soft things, my mind is running wild with everything i want to do with him. I think I caught that L-O-V-E…”

“Damn girl… really? After one night?”

“Lily you know me, you know i wouldn't say it if i didn't believe it at least.. 80%. He made me feel things that I can't explain. I don't know how he does this to me, but I cannot help myself.” you pull into the apartment building and look down for your keys in your purse. That's when it dawns on you, you still have his shirt on… Unlocking the door the first thing you do is call James' house.

“Hey it's Y/N, is Sirius there?”

“Wow, ready to talk to him already, huh?” You can hear the smirk in James' voice.

“Says you, who called the apartment before Lily even made it back home…” He scoffs at that and you hear him screaming for ‘Pads’ to get his ‘ass down to the phone’.

“Hello, Love, miss me already?” After spending all night with his flirtatious self, you easily opened and gave him back some of the sass (you are very proud of yourself if you do say so).

“Of course I miss you, but I kinda miss my shirt more. It was one of my favorites.”

“It will be here all clean for you tomorrow, I'll even learn how to do laundry for you, my queen. Also! before you go, I do have a very important question for you.” Thinking the worst, you lose your smile and look down… His joking and smile filled voice is the only reason your smile comes back, “my question is, how quickly can you take your clothes off, pop quiz!”

The last thing he hears is your giggle and “you'll find out soon, Puppy.”

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writingsfor-u · 1 year

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Did you even care? ooc T.M.R x Fem!reader.

-summary - it was him who ended it with you but he cant get enough?Will he be able to mend the mess he made?Or is there no end to this?

-genre - angst

Warnings: No warnings (abit of harsh language but It'll be fine)

A/n : I had fun writing this and finally finished it after months of writers block 😮‍💨

(edited: I read this again , and I realised how corny this fic is 😭 edited some parts..maybe a whole lot , but hey atleast its not that corny..also proofread , and realised how many grammar mistakes and spelling errors there were) guys I do not know how much I edited this. I hated the way I wrote it. Changed some of the words and vibes. Proofread again because the last time was still bad. #helpme😔

proofread and edited- /Gif isn't mine/

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you were having a heated argument with Tom again for the third time this week.

All the arguments for the past days have been on petty and stupid reasons.

One was because you forgot his prefect badge that he had asked you to bring to him when it was breakfast.

you were half asleep that time, so of course you had forgotten.

The second was because of a petty argument over some book.

and now this? because you had stayed in his room to wait for him?

Your Pov :

This is getting out of hand , why was he this mad? you already told him you were gonna be up here.

"get out y/n" Tom frustratedly ran his hand through his hair.

"what? I just dont understand, I already asked you if I could stay here so why are you so ma-"

"Get out of here y/n. Before I call salazar himself to escort you out." tom raised his voice with a cold tone.. narrowing his eyes in annoyance.

"fine." you say rolling your eyes at how childish he is being. Before leaving he tugged at the side of your robe.

"and to just inform you, whatever we have going on is done."

you stopped. Turning around to face him.

"what?"

"yes. you were simply just an experiment" he looked at you with a dead expression with his voice becoming flat.

you looked at him, tilting your head to the side, slightly confused.

"Have you ever cared?" you managed to say with a confused yet anguished look spread across your face.

"not one bit" he smugly smirked, his indifferent and apathetic behaviour did nothing but disappoint you further.

"i was seeing how people would react to what some call 'affection' and seeing how easy you get manipulated and how you obeyed me so much has made me realise love makes people weak and i dont have the time to feel weak"

you stared at him with a disgusted look, more disappointed than heartbroken. It felt like an insult that he managed to make you feel this way.

"Oh? really?..Well I hope you find peace in this.. honestly, Im not even surprised..just disappointed.. "

you said, clenching your jaw slightly..leaving the room.

Why have I trusted him? Knowing how he was, how he always has been. Have I been that naive to think that he could ever feel any other emotions other than hatred and anger?

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Tom riddle's Pov:

I have now gotten rid of the pesky girl and now my life shall be at peace, finally. She can't even do simple tasks without messing up. What have I got to lose. She's nothing but a toy, a pawn.

She was useful then. I didn't need her to be a pest over my projects now.

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He hadn't even realized he fell asleep..he was just getting up from bed and had started getting ready for the day.

"hey y/n have you seen my tie?"

Silence

"y/n?"

his head suddenly rings and reminds him that he had been done with you..

a small o escaped his lips before he brushed it off.

How stupid of him to not remember such simple things..It was crazy to even think about it..really

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He sat at his usual spot with his so-called friends. but he felt a bit off..is that what to call it? perhaps not..

His eyebrows furrowed but brushed it off again, as usual.

"hmm..Riddle?"

Abraxas started, the look on his face completely spitting confusion..

"Where's your girlfriend?, is she sick? or unwell?"

What? why was Malfoy out of all people be worried about you? he has no right to be worried about you.

"for your information Malfoy, we are not together and never was"

Lestrange looked at him with an amused gaze, surprised that his friend would even have said that. He was clearly skeptical of his friends words.

"What do you mean by 'not together' Tom?"

He rolled his eyes, annoyed at how reluctant they were being in this foolish situation.

"She was just an experiment and was just a distraction to me, so i ended it. She was a good investment. And now I believe she has no use for me anymore."

"She? you mean..." Lestrange started, with a raised concerned eyebrow. "Y/n Y/l/n.. was nothing but an experiment?.."

"Yes. how many times do I have to repeat myself to you imbeciles?"

The two shared a look and their eyes turned to the lad once again.

"Riddle. Are you sure?" Avery said in a confused yet assertive tone.

"This may sound a bit.." He paused, letting the silence take over.

"Mushy and Lovey is what he meant. That's not the point here..We've seen the way you talk to her...moreover talk about her with us.."

Abraxas continued, now an apple in his hand..

"It's the way she has turned you soft , Riddle..no offense in any way shape or form."

He glared at them, not wanting to hear any of their nonsense that they were spitting out of their mouths. They knew nothing about you two.

"I'm not soft."

He started, his voice cracking making him cough.

"Sure.. believe what you want to believe mate."

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He was walking in the field after class to get his mind clear. When he saw a dandelion, he remembered how much you loved the flower. It was her favorite, he knew. Without even thinking, he plucked it out..planning to give it to her later in the day.

Some time later..He was heading back to his dorm, passing the common room. The flower still in his hand between his fingers.

"Did you get another girlfriend?" Avery asked, with a raised eyebrow.. teasing him?

"No? I was planning on giving it to-" He stopped himself. Pausing for a moment. Abraxad snorted, trying to keep in his laugh.

"See? smitten "

"Shove off Malfoy."

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a few weeks later

Wasn't this what he wanted?

peace and quiet? No one to worry about. No one to think about. No burden he had to keep.

he jumped on his bed and searched for warmth but there wasnt any..

he was confused..more irritated, his temper shortened..even if that was possible. And he didnt know why. He hasn't felt this way for months now, and it has now turned up again..somehow.

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It has been quite awhile since he had let go of her..

and now he's seeing her with someone else..does he really have the right to feel like this? no. Does he care? definitely.

Whenever he sees her with that boy..he couldn't help but feel a longing and pining emotion..he doesn't even know where he learnt to feel like this.

He somehow wonders how she's feeling..does she think about me alot? has she taken care of herself lately? Does she also feel this way?..

At some days..he sees y/n walking around the castle..smiling and laughing with her friends..oh how I missed her laugh , her voice..

"Tom are you sure you're okay? your studies have dropped and you seem to be declining"

His daze was interrupted by the voice of his friend. He met their gazes with a flat expression.

"What do you want?"

"We're just asking about you."

He furrowed his brows, confusion laid in his eyes.

"If it's about her. You should see and talk to her."

Avery said in an almost stern way before sighing.

They stayed silent for a minute.

"Why?"

"Why what? Riddle? look at yourself..god, what has happened to you?"

Abraxas said almost laughing at his friend's obliviousness.

"Go talk to her. Maybe not now but there has to be closure to this.. whatever crisis you're in."

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He was now in his bed at three in the morning. It was now a habit for him to think about the 'what ifs' about you two.

he asked himself every day,

was it worth it?

is it worth it?

what can he do to fix this?

what if he never ended things with you? Were you ever heartbroken by this? What if he had just communicated with you? What if he never lashed out on you? What if he just wasn't a child made out of fake and unrequited love?

Can he ever know?

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morning has come and he was trying, yes trying to find a good way to talk to you or just have a small interaction with you.

and he is now again with his friends in his room pacing.

"what are you doing Riddle?" abraxas asked. Clearly annoyed at how Tom had woken them up at dawn, hours before classes started.

"He's obviously going through a mental breakdown internally."

He rolled his eyes at avery's joke yet not really taking it into heart.

"It would rather be kind of you to stop saying such idiocy to me."

"Just, go talk to her"

"pardon?"

"Talk to her"

"How?"

Silence

"You're really asking me that?"

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your pov🤗:

something hit your shoulder or someone and they dropped something.

oh!

It's a journal.

"hey um you dropped this" not looking at the person who dropped it.

and when you met his eyes, annoyance grew in the pit of your stomach.

oh. it was him, as you tried telling yourself that you didn't care and just act as if nothing has happened between the two of you.

"oh, hello Riddle, fancy seeing you here." you looked at him with a small polite smile. You didn't want to come off as rude, despite what has happened in the past month.

"hello. Thank you for this book, i- uh"

"Well if that is all, I better get going now" you say trying to avoid him and his words.

"wait y/- , y/l/n could we maybe talk?"

this is what you've been avoiding but of course fate had to be like this. With reluctance and hesitation you agreed.

"Sure, be quick. I don't have all the time in my hands."

"Of course, I suggest somewhere more private?"

You nodded with pursed lips, crossing your arms as you followed him to the come and go room or the room of requirements as you liked to call it.

as soon as you get there, a door appears and he holds the door for you.

once you stepped inside the room, you were in awe, the room was beautiful but that was besides the point.

"so?"

"y/n i wanted to speak with you about this for a long time now. That night, the night-"

"tom plea-"

"no. y/n please, listen to me just this once" he says with pleading eyes. He was truly trying to communicate with you. He wanted to apologise for what he had said and done.

you gulped down your pride and nodded, keeping caution.

"my dearest, y/n I wanted to tell you how I never meant for this to happen, maybe you won't ever forgive me. Because my reasons won't ever justify my actions towards you or the things I have said to you that night or week. And I just wanted to let you know I regretted everything. and this doesn't mean you have to forgive me"

"It's funny actually, how I realized I cared about you more than I thought, more than I actually think I can , You know how my all my silly giddy or romantic memories only content of you. like the day when you asked me out to go to hogsmeade with you as a date and I was confused on why , mostly beacause you are the most beautiful girl i have ever laid eyes on. I was even more confused with myself , when I came , but that was the best decision I've ever made. Oh and do you remember last winter? you threw a snowball at me and yelled something abt how i wasnt a good enough thrower to hit you with a snowball"he chuckled at the memories flooding in

you let out a small laugh remembering too

"you remember when we had our first kiss together as boyfriend and girlfriend?" you looked at him wholeheartedly

he smiled and looked down " of course i do , my love' how could I ever forget? that night i completely melted and maybe it was just me but I felt something Ive never felt with anyone else. I missed you and still do , I missed us the most , the little notes , the karaoke nights with only you singing , you dragging me into the rain just to dance in it , the glances we sneak to each other, the peaceful warm nights , you have bewitched my heart and soul, you taught me how to love and care , and mostly how to be loved and cared for , all I am asking is that could we ever go back to what we had?" he finished with tears in his eyes

"tom riddle , I love you with my whole heart , but I cant go back there , those words you said to me that night hurt me , that night where you swore you never cared , I lost a little of myself and you know I cant do this to myself , not after that" you say with teary eyes

he smiled at you , tears falling on his cheeks

"Thank you dear , for your time just know you always and will have a place in my heart , can i have the last kiss before we part ways?"

you smiled and leaned in for the last time ever , the last kiss.

"you too tom"

maybe in another lifetime?

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