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starkeysbaby · 10 months

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I just thought of Rafe with a sleepy gf reader who falls asleep anywhere anytime. His truck, midsummers, party’s, in the middle of a convo. Idk why but I love the concept

omg i absolutley LOVE this concept!

A/N: I APOLOGISE FOR LATE UPLOAD. I HAD MAJOR WRITERS BLOCK, BUT IM BACK NOW!

Sleepy Girl

pairing: rafe cameron x sleepy!reader [est. relationship]

warnings: none i think lol? [lemme know if you find any]

summary: numerous scenarios of when rafe cameron takes care of his sleepy girl

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in his truck

It had been half an hour since you had told rafe that you were tired before ending the two hour long facetime call you two had been on. It had been half an hour of you trying to get to sleep. Despite being tired, you couldn't manage to fall asleep which was surprising for you as you'd usually be out within minutes after your head hit the pillows. After a few more minutes of struggling you decided to see if rafe was still awake.

*messages with rafe*

About ten minutes later you got a text from rafe saying he was outside. While he would usually come get you himself, at night you told him it'd be best if waits in the car so you guys don't wake your sleeping parents. "Hi beautiful" you heard him say as you got into rafe's truck and put your seatbelt on before he could ask you to. His free hand immediately found it's place on your thigh like it always did during your drives. "Hi, thanks for this" you blushed at his compliment from seconds ago. "Anything for you" he smiled as he started driving with no indication of where he was going. This wasn't the first time the two of you would go on drives when one of you was restless (almost always you) so as usual he would just drive around the obx until you both called it a night.

You continued on your drive having small, random, meaningless but interesting conversations as some random song quietly played through the speakers in the background. As you heard rafe talk about his new project with his dad at cameron development, you couldn't help but smile at him, feeling proud and happy at how much his relationship with his dad has improved and how his attitude towards life in general has changed for the better. The sound of his voice and his thumb rubbing against your thigh lulled you sleep causing rafe to gently pull over and place the blanket he kept in the back over you. He looked over at your sleepy form at a red light and couldn't help but to admire you "love you, my sleepy girl"

at parties (imagine this in a reality where kooks and pouges get along lol)

Kelce had thrown yet another end of school party despite it already being halfway into summer. The teens of the obx were always looking for an excuse to have houseparties, keggers, get togethers, you name it. If it had booze, drugs and people their age, they were down. Not that you were complaining though, you loved having a reason to get all dressed up and spend a night with your best friends and boyfriend. Although you were quite tired today and when vocalising this to rafe and your friends they all replied with something along the lines of "when aren't you". JJ in particular begged you to come and dared you to not fall asleep before 2 am. After a little persuasion and a bet formed between you and jj stating that the loser cleans the others car/bike for the next month, you were down.

At around 1:00 am you all (you, rafe, sarah, kie, cleo, john b, jj, pope, kelce, topper, barry and some other mutual friends) had found yourselves sitting on kelce's rather large balcony alternating between random convos and playing stupid party games such as truth or dare. You were sat in rafe's lap with his arms around you, one of his hands stroking your thigh whilst the other held a beer.

Feeling yourself grow tired you moved your face to bury it into rafe's chest almost forgetting about your bet with jj before you hear barry's voice booming. "YO THORNTON" causing jj to divert his attention away from a clingy kie "looks like mrs country clubs called it a night, pay up" you heard causing you to jolt your head up earning a groan from barry and a chuckle from jj and rafe. "Are you guys betting on me?" you asked putting two and two together. "Hey it's not just us, everyone is, even your boyfriend" jj pointed above you at rafe to get the blame off of himself.

This pulled whatever sleep you had in you away as you sat up and looked at rafe who had a sheepish smile on his face. "Explain" you said staring at rafe. "Well um-" he stuttered earning giggles from kelce and topper who rarely saw rafe at a loss for words "we all bet on who we think is gonna win the bet between you and jj" he explained. "Topper, kelce, john b, and cleo think you're gonna win and kie, barry, pope and sarah think jj's gonna win" he finished. "And you? who do you think is gonna win rafe?" you asked interested to hear his answer.

Some giggles from sarah and john b had you guessing you weren't going to like his answer. "well... baby you know i love you, but my money's on jj" he smiled down at you again with that sheepish smile. "really?" you laughed "you're betting against me?" you fake pouted, not really caring about something so silly. "Sorry baby" rafe laughed kissing your forehead. "Well imma stay up now just so i can see you lose" you smirked up at him "and so i don't have to clean jj's bike for the next month" you added on.

A while later you began to feel sleepy again as you drowned out the conversation between rafe and a few of the others. You looked up at rafe with sleepy eyes and he could swear that he'd never seen anything cuter. "Is it pass two?" you asked him in a pleading voice that had him send a quiet prayer to God that it had passed two so you could stop torturing yourself. He checked his watch, annoyed to see that it was 1:41 am meaning you couldnt sleep for another twenty minutes. Not having the heart to break it to you he just nodded causing you to bury your face into him as you layed against him, sleep immediately taking over you.

He bought his finger up to his lips and looked at everyone else with a death glare, a silent threat to everyone to not ruin it by telling you the actual time or else. He looked back at you sleeping then to jj who had a smirk on his face as he'd just won the bet. Little did jj know that there was no way on earth rafe was gonna let his girl wash jj's bike causing rafe to smirk to himself thinking of how he would deal with jj tomorrow, not caring how annoyed the blonde would get, you won't have to lift a finger. And that money he won from the other bet? He was already planning on how he was gonna take you out with that money and treat you the following day. "goodnight my pretty, sleepy girl" he whispered as he placed one final kiss into the top of your head before resuming his conversation with everyone else.

at midsummers

So far, midsummers had been everything you dreamt and more. You wore a stunning emerald green satin dress which complimented your skin tone and eye colour so beautifully. Your parents were so happy to see you with rafe enjoying midsummers remembering their own first midsummers together whilst the camerons wouldn't stop complimenting you. You had always been family to them being sarah's bestfriend since you both were three but they loved you even more after you started dating rafe.

The hours flew by as you danced with your parents, kie, sarah, wheezie, rafe and a few of your other friends. You even shared a dance with ward as he thanked you for bringing his son back to him. After a while you, kie and sarah went to grab a drink away from your parents hoping to get something alcoholic into your systems. After a while, not many people were left. Your parents had gone home without you once you told them you'd be staying at tannyhill with rafe and sarah tonight. You, kie and sarah were talking when you saw sarah roll her eyes at something behind you before feeling a pair of hands grab your waist. You turned you head to see rafe smiling at you pulling you away from sarah and kie leading you to the dance floor.

A slow song was playing as you both slowly danced to the music with your arms wrapped around his neck and your head was rested against his chest. Rafe's hands stayed at your waist and hips as he moved your body with his bringing his lips down to your ear "have i told you how beautiful you look tonight?" he whispered. This caused you to giggle "only about a milion times". He chuckled at that and you felt butterflies emerge in your stomach at the rumbles from his chest "well that's not enough, lets make it a million and one" he started before peppering some kisses into your hair "you look gorgeous princess" he finished with one final kiss. You smiled feeling nothing but comfort in that moment in that calm atmosphere "i love you" you whispered earning an "i love you more" from rafe. You continued to dance as you felt your eyes get heavier, sleep taking over you. Rafe also felt your body get heavier as you gave into the sleep leading him to gently carry you to his truck, "let's get you home my sleepy girl"

at a picnic date/mid convo

"oh my god rafe, this is so cute" you beamed at rafe as he took out a little picnic blanket and placed it over the grass "i know, you want some strawberries?" rafe smirked in a cocky tone, proud of himself for coming up with a successful date. "yes please" you said sitting down next to him. As soon as you sat down you felt rafe's arms pull you into his lap and before you could say anything to object, he stuffed a strawberry into your mouth.

You two proceeded to talk about many things going on in the obx particularly your night at midsummers just yesterday. With your head in rafes lap, you looked up at him whilst he sat upright against a tree peering down at you and mindlessly playing with your hair. When rafe started describing his favourite moments from midsummers, trying find a few pictures topper had managed to snap, he heard your hums get quieter and less frequent as the seconds passed. Shrugging his brows he moves his phone away so your face was no longer blocked, only to find you sleeping with a small smile on your face. He couldn't help chuckle, not only at the small bit of whipped cream on your nose, but also at how his sleepy girl had fallen asleep on yet another date. Slowy, he quietly snapped a picture of you before putting his phone to the side whilst dropping his head down to place a gentle kiss on your forehead, bringing it back up as he continued to admire you.

This was a picture rafe loved.

An image he wanted imprinted in his mind.

His favouite sight.

"sleep well my sleepy girl"

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milaisreading · 4 months

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hi hi hi how are you? i hope you're warm this winter season <3

i saw you were accepting yandere blue lock requests and i wanted to request one🥺:

yandere ness with his sweet/bold gf and kaiser turns yandere for her later on

🌱🩷: SURE! I hope u like what I wrote and thank u for the request!

Warnings: Reader uses she/her. It's a yandere fic, so please don't read if u don't like those themes. Requests for Yandere Blue Lock are open

⚽️Blue Lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura ⚽️

"Huh? Who is that?" The 9-year-old (Y/n) asked done of her classmates as they were leaving the school grounds. The two girls next to her turned to look in the direction (Y/n) was looking at, only to find a magenta-eyed boy playing alone in the snow, making some weird circles in the ground.

"That? That's Alexis Ness, he is in the same year as we are. Just a different class. Why do you ask?" A brown-haired girl asked.

"He seems... lonely. Should we go and play with him? It is a sad thing to play alone in the snow."

"What?! No way. (Y/n), he is a weird guy. Everyone stays away from him." A blonde girl said back, surprising the girl.

"Weird? He seems normal." (Y/n) said back as the brunette friend from before shook her head.

"You are way too naive, (Y/n). Trust me when I say he is weird."

"I heard he thinks he is a wizard and looks at some weird curse books. He even asked one of our teachers if our library has spell books." The blonde girl said as (Y/n) tuned them out for a bit.

'Spell books? He likes magic, too?' The girl thought in excitement as she observed the boy more. Suddenly, Ness looked up at her, his eyes widening in surprise. Smiling at his look, (Y/n) raised her hand, waving at him.

"Hii!! You have pretty eyes!" She yelled loudly, surprising not only her two friends, but also Ness. The boy blushed a visible red shade and said something, but nobody understood him since he was way too quiet with his reply.

"What are you doing?" The blonde girl scolded her silently, pulling her on one of her arms.

"He is giving me the creeps. Come on." The brunette girl added in, pushing (Y/n) away while the other dragged her by the arm.

"Hey! Don't be like that, he looks nice. And his eyes are pretty."

Ness watched the three girls leave, his eyes fixated on the (h/c)-colored girl as she repeated the same comment about his eyes. The boy's cheeks turning even redder as she repeated those words.

"My eyes... pretty?" The boy mumbled to himself, his heart hammering against his ribcage. A sense of disappointment hit him as the girl disappeared from his sight.

"As always..." The boy said, going back to playing in the snow. His thoughts were haunted for the rest of the day by the girl.

A week had passed since that incident, and Ness tried to forget about the whole incident. After all, nobody stays with him for too long. Why would that girl have-

"Hi! You are Ness Alexis, right?!" The boy jumped a little, looking up from the snowy ground and at the girl that was talking to him. The boy blushed a little, not used to this kind of attention from anyone, especially from a girl.

'It's her again?!' Ness gulped and slowly nodded his head.

"Y-yeah, that's me. How do you know me?" The boy asked cautiously as (Y/n) crouched down, looking at the small circles Ness drew into the snow.

"My friends remembered your name!" (Y/n) said, smiling at Ness. The boy's face grew even redder, slowly nodding his head.

"Why... why are you talking with me? Everyone finds me weird, you know?" Ness spoke up again which caused the girl to raise an eyebrow.

"Weird? I don't see it. You seem normal to me. What are those circles about?"The girl wondered, pointing at the snow. The boy stayed silent, face red as he mumbled something eventually.

"Huh? What did you say?" (Y/n) blinked, looking up at him in confusion.

"It's... Uhh to summon things." Ness repeated as her eyes widened in surprise.

"Huh? How does that work?"

"Are... are you really interested to hear that?" The boy gulped nervously.

"Yep! Show!" (Y/n) cheered as Ness slowly nodded his head.

And that's how their friendship started. Ness didn't know what exactly he did to make her interested in being his friend, but he wasn't going to complain. He found her curiosity cute, flattering even. Finally someone tried to understand him, unlike his siblings, parents, and kids in school. And although her friends tried to talk (Y/n) put of hanging out with him, she rejected the idea, even stood up for him.

Moments prior....

The classes had ended for the day and Ness went to look for (Y/n) in her classroom, she was always the last one to leave. The boy was in a quite good mood and couldn't wait to show her a new spell book he found.

"I am serious, (Y/n), that guy is weird." Ness stopped as he heard a feminine voice coming out of the girl's classroom. He knew that voice, it was the blonde friend. (Y/n) mentioned the girl's and the other ones name, but he never bothered to remember them. Partially because he felt slightly uncomfortable when her attention wasn't on him.

"He isn't. Please, give him a chance. Ness is really nice." The boy felt his cheeks heat up as he listened more.

'She thinks I am nice...'

"You say that now, but watch him pull something weird soon. Please, we worry about you. Why do you like playing with him?" The brunette friend said.

'What does she mean by that?' Ness was offended now.

"I like him, and he is fun to talk to. You guys don't have to be friends with him, I won't force you. But I won't stop hanging out with him."

Ness felt his cheeks flush once again. Nobody ever did that for him. Nobody ever opted to hang out with him after confronted by others.

"(Y/n)...." Ness mumbled as he felt a strange warm feeling fill up his chest.

Present time...

"Ness! Ness!" The boy jumped a little, startled by (Y/n)'s.

"Y-yes?" The boy wondered, surprised how close she was now.

"Are you alright? I was calling your name for a good minute." She asked in worry, which made the boy all giddy inside.

'She is worried about me!' Ness thought, nodding his head.

"Yeah. I was just thinking about a lesson."

"Oh, ok!" She smiled in relief.

"You wanted to show me something. What was it?"

"Yeah, I found a new spell that I wanted to show you!!"

A few weeks later...

Ness was used to the feeling of sadness, fear and loneliness, but rage? Rage was an emotion he never felt... until he saw (Y/n), his one and only friend get punched in the face. What was worse is that she got punched because of him. A group of boys had started insulting Ness and (Y/n), being as protective of her friends as she was, started arguing with them to stop. The verbal arguments slowly got more intense and in the end (Y/n) got punched. Ness was glued to his spot, eyes wide as his breathing grew heavier. The shock slowly turning into something he never felt before. He felt like destroying something, or rather someone.

"You got quite a big mouth for someone who hangs out with that weirdo over there."

"Don't say that...." (Y/n) glared back while holding her bruised cheek.

"What? You are a loser and he is a weirdo, maybe you two should hang out-"

"Don't say that about him!" (Y/n) yelled back now, punching the boy back. That caused him to fall down.

"He isn't a weirdo, you dumbass!!"

Ness watched in terror as the two started fighting, while the other 2 boys went to get a teacher.

Later that day...

Ness and (Y/n) sat in silence in the nurses office as the woman went to look for some bandages. The boy looked at her bruised face in guilt and anger. How could he not do something? How dare that guy hit her? Were some of the thoughts Ness had in his head. The boy clenched his fists and held back a few tears as he spoke up.

"Why did you do that? Why did you get hurt for me? I am used to those words, you shouldn't have jumped in-"

"You shouldn't be used to that, Ness!" (Y/n) yelled back, glaring at Ness. But, she wasn't mad, she was sad that he was used to it.

"I... I just don't like seeing you like this. You don't deserve it. And I would do this again for you, Ness."

"Ah..." The boy gasped a little as he stared at her with wide eyes. Something... Something definitely shifted in Ness that day.

Years had passed since then and both (Y/n) and Ness grew a lot closer since their elementary school days. During those years, Ness had developed a love for football, and while (Y/n) didn't understand much of it, she supported him in his passion. And while she was developed her own interests in art and fashion,Ness would be the first one to tell her to show her mentors the recent idea she got. Ness dubbed himself her #1 cheerleader, after all.

One thing that came to a surprise to (Y/n) was Ness confessing to and asking her out after he got scouted for Bastard München. The boy had worked up a lot of courage that day, and was over the moon that she said yes to him. He worked really hard on not only building up his courage, but also om getting rid of potential love interests of (Y/n). That part wasn't really that hard, now that he thought about it, a few intimidating words with his signature smile were enough to scare people off.

Ness already had planned out their future. (Y/n) will move in with him as soon as he got an apartment, then he will ask her to marry him, and they will live a happily ever after. But... Ness failed to see one person coming into their lives. His name would be Michael Kaiser... Bastard München's star striker.

It wasn't until his and Kaiser's first official game with the team that they met, and when they did... Ness was less than happy.

"Goo, Alexis!!! What a great assist!!" The magenta-eyed boy smiled as he heard (Y/n)'s loud voice and he turned to wave at her.

"Nothing but the best for you, (Y/n)!"

Kaiser, who was a few meters away, raised an eyebrow at the boy's words and the kiss he sent her.

"Hm? Who is that, Ness?"

"Huh? That's my girlfriend, (Y/n). She is so sweet and her smile is as beautiful as the sun." Ness sighed dreamily as he waved at her again. Kaiser pretended to puke and he grabbed the back of Ness' shirt.

"Focus on the game, idiot."

"Yes Kaiser, but don't insult me like that."

While most people didn't pay attention to the exchange, (Y/n) did. Her eyes narrowed at the blonde.

After the game had ended, most of the players went to change and take a shower, Ness, Kaiser, and their coach stayed behind for a while, which (Y/n) used as an opportunity to sneak up on Ness.

"Alexis, you did such a great job! I loved every second of it!" The girl cheered as she hugged the boy from behind. Ness blushed madly and turned so that he could hug her instead.

"You think? I was a little nervous in the beginning." Ness chuckled as (Y/n) nodded her head, kissed him on the cheek a few times.

"I couldn't be prouder of you." She smiled, causing the boy to stop and look at her for a moment.

"Really?" He asked with a red face.

"Ye-"

"Can you two stop that? You look so dumb." Kaiser's voice interrupted the two from talking further.

"Uh, Kaiser-"

"And you look like the rejected version of the Beast, what now?" (Y/n) said back, narrowing her eyes at Kaiser. The boy stopped for a moment and turned to look at (Y/n) as Ness tried to calm her down.

"What did you say?"

"You heard me." She rolled her eyes at his act.

"Now, mind your business." (Y/n) gave him a short fake smile and turned her attention back to Ness.

"Oh! I made you some dinner as well, since you told me you didn't eat anything. Come on." She said while pulling him towards the benches.

"A-ah... sure. Thank you, I completely forgot about that one." Ness blushed again. Kaiser was left both confused and shocked by what had happened. Not only did someone act like that towards him, but Ness didn't stop it either.

'(Y/n)... just what is wrong with you?' Kaiser thought as he looked at her for a while. He didn't even notice that he was staring until Ness glared at him.

'Weird... does she mean that much to him?'

For the next few weeks Kaiser spent some of his free time searching for (Y/n) on social media and observing her when she would visit Ness during practice. And every time she would visit, Kaiser would start an argument with her. It didn't even matter what the subject was, the weather, the clothes, the grass, they would argue. Ness would stop the arguments rather quickly, not wanting to get in trouble, but also because he wanted (Y/n)'s attention for himself. He deserved it! Kaiser won't steal those moments from him. He needed to stop whatever Kaiser had planned for (Y/n).

"Can you stop obsessing over my girlfriend, Kaiser. Get yourself another girl to fawn over." Ness asked, or rather demanded from the blonde as they changed in the locker room.

"What are you talking about, Ness? I hate her guts and you know it." Kaiset spit back as Ness sent him a side glare.

"Don't lie to me, Kaiser. I know that look, many guys had that same lovesick look around (Y/n), and all of them failed dating her."

Now, Kaiser wasn't usually the one to be confused, but this statement from Ness really took him by surprise.

"You must be stupid or blind, Ness. I do not like her, you can have her all for yourself. She just pisses me off." Kaiser repeated back with a much harsher tone. The magenta-eyed boy stayed quiet as he finished changing and then slammed the locker shut, surprising Kaiser.

"You better stay away, Kaiser. I won't let anyone get in the way of my happy future with her." Ness sent Kaiser a warning glare and left the room. The blonde stayed silent as he watched Ness leave, feeling even more frustrated now.

"That dumbass, can't he listen? I don't like that thing he calls his girlfriend!" Kaiser gritted his teeth.

"Her and that stupid know it all attitude. That stupid voice and those perfect eyes... and soft hair. The cute frown she makes when talking- What am I saying?!" Kaiser stopped himself as he realized where his thoughts were going. Slapping his cheeks a few times, Kaiser shook his head and continued charging into his clothes.

"I don't like that dumbass. She is just an annoying nobody. Ness can have her for all I care."

The blonde mumbled, trying to ignore the annoyance he felt from the last part.

That encounter happened last week, and Kaiser still to this day couldn't get Ness' words our of his head. Moreover, he couldn't get one particular line out of his memory.

'Can you stop obsessing over my girlfriend, Kaiser.' Repeated in his head whenever he caught himself looking at her pictures for too long, or whenever he found himself thinking of her. It was so weird, and it started affecting him to the point where he nearly injured his ankle. What was it about her that he even obsessed over? Maybe her personality? Or looks? It frustrated him to no end.

'I will end that dumbass once and for all-'

"Here." Kaiser's thoughts got interrupted by the same girl that was plaguing his mind for weeks.

"What is that?" The blonde wondered as he eyed the white container suspiciously.

"It's just some gel that is good to use for your muscles. Alexis said you nearly ruined your ankle the other day." (Y/n) replied back as she held the container in front of him.

"Why? Were you worried for me? I am touched." Kaiser smirked up at her, which made the girl a little angry, but she held herself back from yelling.

"No, I wasn't. I just don't want Alexis' team to lose because their star striker was too Charles's to look out for himself." She bit back.

'Because you idiot won't leave my head!' Kaiser wanted to say, he really wanted to put all the blame on her! But, he just couldn't bring himself to.

'Why?' The blonde wondered. (Y/n) stared at his silent figure, really curious as to what he was thinking, but she kept silent as well.

"Hmm... Alexis is back." She announced as the boy walked out of the locker room.

"Here, take it or leave it. I don't care. And, take care..."

Kaiser was shocked as he heard the soft tone in her voice and the gentle look that she sent him for a few seconds. The blonde looked back on the container that was put on the seat next to him. He hesitated for a moment, but then eventually grabbed it.

"Hmm..." Kaiser mumbled as he held the item and looked where (Y/n) was hugging and kissing with Ness. The blonde tightly grabbed onto it as his breath hitched up and eyes narrowed. What was this rage he was feeling? Kaiser bit his cheek as he kept on staring at the duo and wondered what it would feel like if (Y/n) kissed him like that.

'I wonder what her lips would feel like? Where they as soft as they looked?' Kaiser gulped, a red blush spreading across his face.

'And being so close to that scent of hers...'

Kaiser wanted to get lost more in his thoughts, but was interrupted as Ness opened his eyes and looked back at Kaiser, never breaking the kiss.

'Back off.' He could hear the boy say as he hugged (Y/n) tighter. And, in that moment something snapped in Kaiser. He didn't know what it was, nor did he care. The only thought running in his head was that he needed (Y/n). He needed her to be his. And his only.

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shadesslut · 8 months

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Can I request something like readers family forgetting her birthday and ghostface!Ethan or ghostface!Chad or both 🤭 finds out and trying to cheer her up or maybe ghostface gives her a call when she's crying bc this isn't the first time they forgot her birthday but all gf wants to do is wish her a happy birthday with only minor threats (not towards her) and it either ends up with phone sex or a 'present' gets dropped off by her window

Thank you for the request! Hope you enjoy! :)

it takes two

MINORS DNI

Pairing: (Gf!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader x Gf!Chad Meeks-Martin)

Content Includes: (Slight angst, smut)

Summary: Y/N's family forgets her birthday, but Chad and Ethan have a plan on how to cheer her up.

Masterlist

part 2

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The two boys watched closely on their laptop, trying to see every little detail. On their screen was Y/N, their neighbor. They had grown an infatuation with her ever since they met her. She was laid in her bed, under the comforter, crying her little pretty eyes out.

“Dude, how did you get this in there?” Chad asked Ethan, who was smiling proudly at himself. He had bought a small camera the week before, and he snuck it into her room one night.

“I wish we could hold her.” Ethan softly said as they both kept their eyes on the screen. Ethan ran his fingers along the surface of the screen, near her figure. She had been crying for a good ten minutes, and Ethan and Chad wanted to comfort her.

“Me too,” Chad replied.

Y/N cried softly as she looked at her phone. She had texted her family asking if they were coming to visit her for her birthday, but they forgot, again. All she wanted on her birthday was someone to celebrate it with her, and she couldn’t even get her family to do it with her.

“I have an idea.” Ethan suggested it to Chad. Chad nodded at him, letting him continue. “How about we make our girl feel special from an infamous caller?”

Chad smirked.

Her phone vibrated, and she immediately snatched at it, hoping it was a family member. She slumped her shoulders at the no caller ID, but answered anyway.

“Hello?”

“Hi, Y/N,” the deep and rough voice cooed.

She looked at her phone with confusion and held it back up to her ear. “Who’s this?”

“Are you having a good birthday?” Ethan asked through the voice modulator. The two boys giggled with each other as they watched her reaction.

“H-How did you know it was my birthday?” Y/N asked, sitting up, allowing the covers to drop to her lap, revealing the small and tight tank top. Ethan stuttered at the sight, and Chad’s mouth slightly parted. Both of their eyes immediately dropped to her cleavage.

“I-I,” Ethan stammered, then cleared his throat, “I know a lot about you, my sweet girl.”

Now Y/N was really scared, she didn’t know who this stranger was, and she surely wasn’t their girl. She stood up off of the bed, and both of the boys audibly moaned and gasped. She was only wearing a pair of black panties, which didn’t have much coverage.

Ethan felt his dick become hard, and he hesitantly reached down palm himself.

“Who are you?” Y/N sternly asked into the phone, but Ethan didn’t answer. He was too busy touching himself at the sight of her bare ass. Chad looked at Ethan, waiting for him to respond, and when he didn’t, he snatched the phone and voice modulator from Ethan. Ethan’s hands found their way shoved in his shorts, getting himself off.

“Don’t worry about that,” Chad started. “You having a good birthday?”

Y/N sighed as she gave up with the questions. “Not really, my family forgot.”

Ethan’s hand stopped, and he looked at the screen with a dark, evil expression.

“They what?” Chad asked through gritted teeth.

“I’m going to fucking kill them.” Ethan said as Chad comforted Y/N on the phone. She felt her tears start to water once again, blinking her eyelashes rapidly, not wanting to cry in front of this stranger.

“They don’t love you as much as I do.” Chad whispered softly through the phone. “If I could, I’d make them pay for forgetting your special day.”

Y/N looked concerned at Chad’s threat, but an unhealthy part of her loved the attention from him. She wondered if she knew the unknown caller; having no idea it was the two cute boys across the hall. “Give me the phone,” Ethan commanded, which made Chad’s cheek grow warm.

He handed Ethan the phone, looking him up and down.

“Do you know what I would do to you for your birthday?” Ethan asked in a low voice.

Chad reached over to Ethan, softly pressing his lips to his bare neck, causing Ethan to gasp. He ran his fingertips along Ethan’s forearm and continued to kiss him.

“W-What?” she asked.

Ethan eyed Chad, whose hands were reaching Ethan’s waistband. “I’d lay you down on your bed, and fuck you until you forget it’s your birthday. Fuck-” Ethan cursed as Chad got a hold of his half-hard dick. Chad kept his eyes on the screen, watching the way Y/N’s ass moved as she paced her room. He stroked Ethan’s cock, dragging his thumb over the wet tip.

Y/N didn’t answer, carefully listening to the quiet whimpers Ethan let out. Chad grabbed the phone out of Ethan’s limp hand and kept stroking him as he held the phone up to his ear.

“I’d make you feel good, the way you should feel on your birthday. I’d kiss you everywhere my lips would fit.”

Y/N’s heart beat faster at his words, subconsciously pressing her thighs together. Ethan’s eyes were closed tight at the feeling of Chad’s hand, approaching his high quickly. Ethan gripped Chad’s thigh tightly, and Chad reached over for an empty shot glass that sat on the table. He felt Ethan’s cock twitch in his hand, and he looked up to Ethan, seeing him watching Y/N slowly reach down to her panties. Ethan jerked his hips up, and Chad held the glass up as Ethan came into it. The thick liquid slid slowly down the side of the glass as Ethan moaned Y/N’s name.

“Look at your door in ten minutes, sweetheart.” Chad spoke one more time into the phone, before hanging up.

Y/N paced around her front door nervously, waiting. She got a text message, and she instantly checked her phone to see a text from the same unknown caller.

Happy birthday, look at your door

She opened the door and swung it open, but saw no one. She almost closed the door again before she noticed something reflective on the floor. A little glass vial, with a red bow wrapped around it, sat right in front of the door. She bent down and picked it up, examining it. It held a white liquid, and she felt herself become aroused.

“Fuck,” She muttered under her breath.

Two figures appeared behind her, dressed in masks and all black, tilting their heads at her. She was too enamored with the vial to notice them. The two looked at each other, smiled under their masks, and looked back at Y/N.

#scream #scream 6 #scream vi #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry #jack champion #ghostface x reader #chad meeks x reader #chad meeks martin #ethan kirsch #chad meeks x ethan landry

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vintagestarlight · 5 months

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Couple's Trip

Summary: you and John take a trip for your anniversary and John has a very special question to ask

Pairing: John Price x gf!reader

Words:~ 2.0k

Warnings: fluff, tiny bit of angst(?), smut, p in v sex, unprotected sex(wrap it before you tap it folks :3), MDNI!!

A/N: so this has been sitting in my drafts for months and I finally finished it! Probably the longest fic I’ve written and I’m not sure how I feel about it(I feel like I’m better at writing fluff pieces rather than spicy ones maybe?)but let me know what yall think! I’m working on another Price fic and a Soap fic so stay tuned! :)

A/N: As always likes, reblogs, comments, and feedback of all types are welcome and my inbox is always open! Hope you guys enjoy!!

***beware of typos lol

Your mind wandered as you zipped your suitcase shut. John announced you were taking a trip for your anniversary and refused to tell you where. "You'll find out when we get there love," he said with a laugh after you pestered him to tell you. You walked downstairs and set your suitcase by the front door.

Through no fault of his own John wasn't always around for your anniversary. He always tried his best to to have his leave coincide but it didn't always happen. Usually you just had a nice dinner at home or John would surprise you with flowers; both of which you enjoyed. Needless to say you were shocked but excited when John told you he had a few weeks leave and had something big planned.

"Hey hon, remember to pack your toothbrush this time," you said, doublechecking to make sure you had everything. "You forget it every time," you mused. "I'm not going to forget my toothbrush dove. And I don't forget it every time," Price argued; he checked his suitcase and realized he forgot. He went to the bathroom and grabbed his toothbrush to pack it away without telling you.

"Are you ready love?" Price asked. "I want to get going," You noticed your boyfriend seemed to be acting weird. He was very fidgety and it wasn't like him at all.

"You okay?" You asked. "You seem anxious to get going,"

"Yeah I'm fine love I just want to get there before dark," Price replied, taking the luggage outside. He loaded the suitcases into the back of the car and slipped his hand in his pocket. His fingers brushed against the velvet box resting in his pocket. "Well if we want to get there before dark we should get going," you called out and shut the door behind you, locking up the house.

You noticed the scenery started to change from hilly landscapes to dense woods. You started to get excited about what was at the end of your little road trip. The car turned on to a cobblestone stone driveway that led to a beautiful cabin overlooking a private lake surrounded by trees. "Oh John this is beautiful!" You said, looking out the window. "How did you know about this?" You asked. "An old mate of mine offered to let us use it for the week," he smiled watching you try and take it all in.

"This whole place is for us?" You asked, wondering if you could possibly see everything in just a few days. Price squeezed your thigh. "Just us," he said, parking the car. "Here love," Price stated. He fished in his pocket pulling out a set of keys. "Here's the keys to the cabin. Why don't you go take a look around, while I unload the car" he suggested.

You smiled and took the keys from him walking up to the front steps. You unlocked the front door and stepped inside. The living room was decorated in a way you would expect a cabin to be decorated. A large sofa facing a tv mounted on the wall, a large red rug in the middle of the floor, an end table with a lamp beside the couch, a tv stand, large fireplace, and a chandelier made from antlers adorned the living room. There was also a full kitchen to your right when you walked in.

You made your way to the stairs and found the master bedroom. A king size bed was the centerpiece of the room with a wool blanket draped over the end. The curtains were drawn and a soft light emanated from a lamp sitting on a bedside table.

Your footsteps were hushed by the soft carpet as you walked to the bathroom. The master bathroom was beautifully decorated in finished wood and white accents with a big claw foot tub; definitely big enough for both you and John. A window that faced the lake and woods let in a nice breeze and you couldn't help smiling, the fact it was yours for a few days finally setting in.

You came down the stairs just as John set down the last of your luggage. "So? What do you think?" Price asked, smiling as you wrapped your arms around him. "It's perfect John!” you smiled. "It's so beautiful," you planted a kiss on his lips.

Over the next few days the ring Price carried around burned a hole in his pocket. He tried finding the right time to ask you but everytime he tried he got nervous. He was the Captain of the most elite special forces team in the world and he couldn't even ask you to marry him. He sat at the edge of the dock, his fishing pole in his hands. He looked at the water waiting for a fish to bite and thinking about how much he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. If only I could just ask her. With a frustrated sigh, he got up to stretch his legs still holding the fishing pole.

These few days seemed like a dream to you. Getting to spend this time with John was something you didn't always get to have. You noticed your boyfriend's behavior was somewhat off. He was anxious and fidgety when he's normally the calm and self-assured one in the relationship. You saw him sitting at the dock fishing and you smiled to yourself. His behavior may have changed but him fishing certainly hadn't.

You opened the front door and started walking down the cobblestone path the sweet air warming your skin. You saw little firefly's glowing in the garden flying around. "Have you caught anything yet?" You asked, siting down in a lawn chair with him standing holding his fishing pole. John glanced over and saw you wearing one of his army green t shirts and a pair of sleep shorts; he felt his heart skip a beat and his cock swell embarassingly hard despite the spirited romp in the sheets a mere few hours prior. For some strange reason, it made his thoughts drift back to the little box still tucked away in his pocket; he carried it with him everywhere since they got here. He still couldn’t believe he had trouble asking you a simple four-worded question. It was almost laughable that something so simple had the Captain racked with anxiety. The man who was feared just as much as he was respected in the field. What if you said no? What if you didn’t actually love him and this was the push you needed to leave him? He grimaced as his thoughts got more and more out of control.

“No I think I missed most of them,” he muttered and turned his attention back to the water. You furrowed your eyebrows; something was up with your boyfriend. Not much fazed the 6’2” Brit so to see him so lost in thought worried you. You got to your feet and wrapped your arms around your lover; your hands dipped underneath the shirt he was wearing and felt the dusting of wiry chest hair. You ran your fingers down the strong expanse of his chest and abdomen following the happy trail that disappears into his waistband. “What’s wrong hon?” You asked. “Nothing is wrong I’m fine love,” He grumbled. “You’ve been acting strange for the past few days and that isn’t like you,” You persisted. "I want to know what’s bothering you. You know you can tell me anything right?” You reassured him. John shifted his attention from the still water to you and tried to think of what to say.

“Do you…still love me?” He asked with uncertainty. “Would I have let you put me in those positions if I didn’t?” You teased, referencing the previous bedroom escapades. Seeing his face didn’t change, you realized he was serious. “Of course I do. Why would you think I don’t?” You asked. “Well…sometimes I can’t help but think you’ll wake up one day and come to your senses and leave me for someone who actually deserves you,” He sighed. It felt foreign to him to talk about his feelings but you made him feel safe enough that he could. You always brought out the best of him and it was one of the many reasons he wanted to marry you. “John Price, I am never going to leave you,” You told him, placing your hands on his muttonchops, framing his face. You hated it when he talked so badly about himself. “I love you so much and you deserve everything,” You said, gazing up at him. “Even if I am a grumpy old man?” He asked. “Yes even though you’re a grumpy old man,” you teased. “Hey! Easy now,” He said in mock annoyance. You placed your lips on his, capturing him in a heated kiss. You felt him kiss you back and the tension from his shoulders melted away. He groaned and pressed your bodies together, reaching down to grab a handful of your ass. He chuckled quietly when you whined as he pulled away. “In that case, there’s something I need to ask you,” He slipped his hand into his pocket while dropping down onto one knee. It’s now or never Price. He told himself. Your eyes went wide and filled with tears as you realized what was happening. “Y/N, will you marry me?” He asked, hoping, no silently begging, for you to say yes. “Yes! Yes I’ll marry you John Price,” you cried.

******

“FUCK!” You screamed. The headboard practically hit the wall with each harsh thrust from John. The room was filled with obscene yet erotic sound of panting and skin slapping against skin. “Fuck you’re taking me so well love,” John panted out, taking a glance down to where your cunt practically swallowed his cock. The sight drove him mad and he let out sounds he didn’t know he had in him. Those sounds he was making, the breathy groans and whimpers almost made you come then and there. “Fuck John!” You panted, feeling yourself get closer with every snap of John’s hips that hit perfectly inside you. John could feel you squeezing him like a vice and he knew you were close to coming. He grabbed the head board and pushed your legs to your chest to better plow into you and get as deep as he could into your pulsing cunt. “That’s it love,” He breathed out, his pace unrelenting. “Come for me love, come for me,”. John’s voice sounded strained as he focused on making you come before he did. You keened as you felt yourself go over the edge, coming on John’s cock. You squeezed him so tightly he swore he saw stars and came deep inside you, thick ropes of white staining the inside of your cunt. John rested his forehead against yours, strands of his hair sticking to the sweaty skin. You felt the sheer sheen of perspiration that had covered your own body begin to dry and cool off the longer the two of you stayed in each other’s embrace. "You okay love?” He asked, still out of breath as you both waited for your heart rates to slow. “More than okay,” you smiled lazily. Price gingerly pulled out his softened cock and walked to the bathroom, you admiring his bare ass as he walked away. John used a warm wash cloth to gently clean you up before grabbing a celebratory cigar and lighting it. You watched and admired his naked body as he poured himself a glass of scotch from the decanter sitting on the small table in the room before sliding back into bed with you.

You and John lay slightly tangled in the sheets with your head resting on his chest and his arm around you, relishing in that wonderful, hazy post sex daze. You couldn’t help but stare at the ring on your finger and smile; John was your fiancée and you could hardly believe it. “Careful now or I’ll think you love the ring more than me,” John’s deep baritone voice reverberating in his chest. “Well the ring is pretty great. And all I have is an old man,” you teased, looking up at him knowing he just proved himself to be anything but an old man. Your remark earned you a playful pinch on your ass. You squealed and laughed, swatting his chest playfully.

“Don’t worry Mr. Price I only have eyes for you my love,” You said, planting a kiss on his lips. "I love you,"

“I love you too soon-to-be Mrs. Price,”

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lvmazzy · 7 months

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HIII‼️

I was wondering if you could write something about idol reader and Jay, were reader does a sexy dance cover like 'Dream Of You' by Chang Ha on stage and like he gets jealous that your dancing like that for everyone to see but he doesn't want to admit he's jealous. I hope you understand what I'm trying to say💀

- GOOD GIRL

summary: A sensual dance makes Jay jealous, but he makes you put yourself in your place.

pairing: idol!secret bf!jay x idol!secret gf!reader

word/character count: 4K / 4040

warnings: dirty talk, grammatical errors, profanity, mature content, curse words, reader with being a woman, jealousy, jay being possessive, change of posture and mood, secret relationship, kpop industry...

gender: smut, madure, a little yandere

author's notes: hey anon, thank u for sending this request, I hope it's to your liking, I'm a little rusty, but I did my best haha. I hope everyone is safe and well! Don't forget to leave your feedback, this is very important! 💙

ask: open (✔) x closed ( )

Ever since you made your debut in your girl group, you were always the center of attention. Everyone adored you, cheered you on, and thought you were the "it girl" of your generation.

No wonder you caught the eye - because of your beauty and talent - of other idols, both female and, for the most part, male.

You met Jay Park, a member of the talented group Enhypen, at one of the many award ceremonies. His charm was so tempting - you have to confess - that you couldn't resist when he asked for your number.

A few discreet encounters and suddenly you found yourself in a relationship. Yes, a few months after they met, they became a couple. Of course, everything was secret, as the fans and the company were very strict, but now nothing could keep you apart.

Today was the day of your solo performance. It was just a stage where you danced, but you had to admit you were nervous. It was something more daring and sensual, something out of your group's style.

Jay whispered encouraging words earlier in your dressing room. He noticed your nervousness, with cold hands and slight tremors, but this was calmed when he kissed your lips softly.

Then you found yourself walking onto the stage, taking a deep breath.

When the music sounded, you were ready. The song chosen was "Dream Of You", so the movements were very daring.

As the song progressed, you swayed your body in a sensual way and made expressions of seduction.

Everyone's mouth dropped open, even Jay, who was squirming in his seat.

A hint of jealousy crept up on him, making him roll his eyes at every comment the members made about how beautiful and sexy you were.

At that moment, Jay wanted everyone to know how lucky he was to have you and to show that you were only his.

His jaw was clenched, and a serious expression was on his face.

Although he was dying of jealousy, a hard-on was building up inside him, and he tried to appear normal or relaxed.

When your performance was over, Jay ran off to your dressing room, he didn't care about the stairs, he just wanted you.

When he arrived, he saw you, the most beautiful girl, with your hair messy and sticking to your forehead from sweat, he was definitely in paradise.

Subtly, he closed the dressing room door and approached with a malicious, possessive look.

"What's gotten into you?" Jay said softly with his hands on his waist. "You've made a mess of me... look at the state of me."

"Did you enjoy the presentation?" you replied with a mischievous smile to tease him.

"Let's say I did, but you were so daring that my companions went crazy. It's a shame that only I can touch you like that." he says, turning you to face him and pressing you against any wall.

Your eyes were clenched shut, and that made you even more excited. You liked teasing him and seeing him like this, so needy, made you feel superior.

"It wasn't my fault, I just did my job, and you're already needy?" you reply with a pout, at which point Jay attacks your lips fiercely and places a hand on your neck.

You moan in response and smile during the kiss. He moves his lips down to your collarbone and kisses you teasingly, making you bite your lip in response.

He moves lower and lower until he stops at your thigh. He opens up a little more, squeezes one of your thighs and lays a long kiss on it, but suddenly stops.

"What?" you open your eyes in despair at the lack of warmth.

"You need to learn that you're mine. Be a good girl and convince me."

"Jay..."

"Oh, so I guess I'll go back to my lug-"

"No!... I'm yours...." you say softly.

"Hmm, you didn't convince me."

"Fuck Jay, I'm all yours!" you shout at him and in response he gives you a huge, mischievous grin.

"Good girl."

That's when he spreads his legs again and drops his panties. Red. His favorite color.

Without delicacy, Jay takes several bites out of your thigh, and you bury your fingers in his silver hair with your eyes closed, only moans coming out of your mouth.

"You taste delicious."

@lvmazzy , 2023 original

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weirdkpopgirl · 9 months

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Family Problems | Dream Reaction #12

Reaction: When their gf has family problems

Genre: Hurt/comfort

Warnings: mentions of divorce, mental health issues, etc, the fun stuff

Word Count: ~5.2k

Author's Note: This was another thing I've always wanted to write about. The scenarios for each member ended up being longer than I intended. But it felt good to write about this, as I'm sure not everyone has the perfect family. I hope this can bring comfort if any of you are in that type of situation, I know it's not very fun. Thank you for reading ^ ^

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MARK

You were diligently working on a homework assignment, determined to tune out the madness that was unfolding outside your bedroom door. That's how you always coped when such situations arose—immersing yourself in schoolwork, even when the deadline was still two weeks away. It was definitely beneficial for your grades, which you couldn’t complain too much about.

Nevertheless, your fingers inexplicably froze on the keyboard as the phone's vibrations on your nightstand reached your ears. Pushing yourself away from your desk, your hand extended to retrieve your phone. Mark’s contact flashed across the screen, and you didn’t hesitate to slide the green call button to accept.

“Hey,” Mark’s voice greeted you, noticeably deeper in the tranquility of the night.

A small smile tugged at the corner of your lips, as you moved to lay on your bed. It had become a comforting routine for Mark to call in the evenings like this. After he had finished his schedule for the day, and was taken back to his dorm by his manager. He’d take a quick shower before retiring to his bed and picking up his phone to call you.

“Hi,” you said softly back, resting your head on a pillow. “How was practice?”

“Well, we were stuck learning the bridge part,” Mark started to explain. “So it ended up taking longer than we initially expected. But everything’s sorted now.”

You nodded understandingly, momentarily forgetting he couldn’t see you. “That’s good. Hopefully, you can get some rest now,” you replied.

He chuckled, “I think we both know how that usually goes, babe.”

You joined in laughter until a sudden crashing sound from outside made you flinch and sit up. The alarming sound was quickly followed by a cacophony of curses and screams, leaving you with an urge to pull your dark blue covers over your head to seek refuge.

“Are your parents fighting again?” Mark asked cautiously when he noticed you go silent.

A slow exhale slipped past your lips, as you mustered the courage to conceal the fear in your voice. You laid back in bed, attempting to block out the noise by covering your other ear as if hoping it would provide some respite.

"Yeah... it's like, I don't know...the seventh time this week?"

Mark hated hearing that lighthearted tone you used whenever your parents were going at each other. He knew you often pretended like it didn’t bother you. But after dating you for almost a year now, Mark could tell when you were just trying to put on a brave face for him. So, he did what he always did whenever this happened.

“Wait for me outside. I’ll be there in fifteen minutes,” he instructed, before ending the call and getting up from his bed.

Knowing you couldn’t argue with Mark when he was serious about something, you grabbed your black cardigan and carefully left your room. As you tiptoed down the hallway to get to the stairs, you could make out the light coming from your parents’ bedroom.

Your father’s voice was becoming increasingly louder, while your mother didn’t seem the slightest bit tired from arguing for what felt like hours. Sometimes you lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling as you tried to think about it when things went wrong. When your parents decided they were no longer happy together. When words full of love and compassion were replaced with words full of nothing but resentment.

At this point, you almost wanted them to divorce. Yet simultaneously, you were frightened by the thought of the turmoil that was soon to follow if they did.

You sat at the front steps of your house gloomily, waiting for Mark’s car to turn at the corner of the street. Just as he said, you only had to wait fifteen minutes for him to arrive. You couldn’t stop the smile on your face as you got up on your feet and met him in the driveway.

Once you were in the car, Mark asked if there was any specific place you had in mind. Shaking your head, you fastened your seatbelt and adjusted the strap securely across your chest.

“Just take me somewhere far away, please,” you whispered. Mark nodded, and in reverse, he maneuvered the gear stick to guide you both away from the neighborhood.

So the two of you fell into the familiar pattern of midnight drives like this, with one of his hands firmly on the steering wheel while the other held yours securely. Music played from his phone connected to the AUX. Whenever a song you both liked began to play, Mark didn't hesitate to turn up the volume so you could sing along together.

In those moments, you felt truly liberated, as if you could let go of all worries and immerse yourself in the endless expanse of the night sky. Holding Mark's hand, you found solace in the midst of all the chaos surrounding you, allowing yourself to forget about the troubles that burdened your mind.

“I love you,” you murmured tenderly, as the car came to stop at a red light.

Those words were a rarity coming from you. Mark said them all the time, and even if you didn’t say it back every time, he understood the depth of your feelings. You’ve never been the most expressive person, opting to show your love through acts of service.

Yet, it was during these intimate moments, when you felt compelled to voice it. There was no other person on Earth who would sneak out of their dorm at night just to whisk you away from your crazy family for a few precious hours. Your heart brimmed with an overwhelming surge of emotions, and you feared it might burst if you didn't say at least something.

Mark's smile lit up the car, and he tenderly brought your hand up to press a chaste kiss against your knuckles. "Right back at you, babe."

And he was all you ever needed.

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RENJUN

Renjun knew that you had been the first to fall for him in the relationship, but he liked to believe that he fell for you harder. After all, he was the one who asked you out, overcoming months of tiptoeing around each other's feelings.

Everything felt perfect. He loved getting to see you every morning and walking you to your university classes. He loved witnessing the gentle blush that adorned your cheeks whenever he complimented you. He loved taking you to art exhibitions, where your eyes would lock onto him as if he was the entire universe while he passionately explained his fascination with the pieces you were admiring together.

But it was the quiet moments in your relationship when the two of you found yourselves at his apartment or yours. Whether it was when you were sharing a meal or cuddling up to watch a movie, attempting to procrastinate sleep for as long as possible.

"Do you think I'm pretty?" you would occasionally ask, avoiding his gaze. As your relationship deepened, the question evolved into something more profound, "Do you really love me?"

The tone you used always sounded so somber, as if he hadn’t kissed you a dozen times before, as if he didn’t eagerly seek you in crowds, and as if his friends didn’t complain about how whipped he was for you.

But his response remained the same. “Of course, I do, silly,” he would reply with a gentle smile playing on his lips, as he playfully ruffled your hair.

No matter how many times Renjun pondered over it, he didn’t understand. He didn’t understand why you never seemed to be reassured. For him, loving you came naturally as breathing. You had easily become one of the most precious people in his life. He couldn’t imagine not loving you.

After some thinking, Renjun knew he had to confront you about it. He just hadn’t found the right time yet. Your head was nestled on his lap as his fingers tenderly weaved through your hair. Your eyes fixed on the ceiling, making Renjun wonder what kind of thoughts were swirling in your mind.

“Renjun,” you breathed, “Do you love me?”

He realized this was the moment to address it. “(Y/n)...” he said, contemplating the best way to approach this. “Why do you ask me that? You already know the answer.”

You didn’t say anything for a minute or two, and the movement of Renjun’s hands in your hair ceased. He worried that his words came across as too harsh.

“I spent half of my life trying to please my father,” you started to say, still avoiding eye contact. “I’m the eldest daughter, so he’s always had high expectations for me. And I genuinely tried to make him proud.”

As you opened up to Renjun about your challenging childhood, he began to connect the dots. It became clear to him why you were so focused on achieving good grades and doing well in all your classes. It explained your frustration when things didn’t work out perfectly on the first try. But most above all, it shed light on why his reassurance meant so much to you.

You blinked away the tears that had built up in your eyes. “It’s stupid, I know,” you said, trying to dismiss your emotions.

“No, it’s not,” Renjun affirmed. He gently guided you to sit up and he enveloped you in his arms.

“Thank you for telling me. I’m so grateful you did,” he whispered, holding you tighter than ever before.

You sniffed and managed a sad smile. "I'm sorry for asking if you love me all the time. Sometimes I just need to hear it, to reassure myself.”

“You don’t have to apologize, Sweetheart.” Renjun pulled away slightly and brushed a loose strand of hair behind your hair. He understood you now, and honestly, he felt a sense of joy in telling you how much he loved you if it meant dispelling all your insecurities and fears.

This time, before you could say anything, Renjun placed a hand on the nape of your neck, pulling you closer until his lips tenderly met your forehead. He followed it with another affectionate kiss on your nose before moving to your lips. In that moment, he hoped you could feel the depth of his love for you conveyed through the kiss. When the two of you broke away, both breathless, Renjun pressed his forehead against yours.

"I will never stop loving you," he whispered.

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JENO

A rare free weekend presented itself, and Jeno suggested you guys visit your hometown. Initially, you were hesitant about the idea because you didn't visit your family very often. But Jeno knew that you needed this, especially when he witnessed the way your face lit up with joy as your little sister ran into your arms.

Jeno remembered when he first started dating you, and your eyes would sparkle every time you spoke about your little sister. The significant age gap between the two of you only seemed to make you more protective over her. Even though she was almost in middle school now, she was still a baby in your eyes.

Not long after you arrived, your sister practically begged you guys to take her to the playground. That’s how you and Jeno ended up sitting on a park bench, observing your sister play on the swings. Jeno had offered to help push her, but she insisted that she was too old for that.

"It feels like yesterday when she was just a baby," you mumbled, idly playing with Jeno's fingers. "And now, she's her own little person."

Jeno smiled, noticing the warmth and fondness pouring from your eyes as you watched the child. He found it intriguing how you seemed reserved and distant from everyone else. However, when it came to people like him or your little sister, your affection seemed boundless and unfaltering.

"Sometimes I feel bad because our parents divorced when she was so young," you sighed, a tinge of sadness in your voice. While you had to endure your parents’ tumultuous relationship, at least they were together for most of your childhood. Your little sister didn't get to experience any of that stability.

Jeno gently rubbed the back of your hand, fully aware of how much you cared. How you had earnestly attempted to be a mother figure to your sister, even though you were just a teenager when your parents separated. Your dedication and love for her never ceased to amaze him.

“I’m such an awful sister.” You glanced down with a heavy heart. “I…I left out of my own selfishness. And now…now I can’t be there for her as much.”

The weight of your past decisions weighed heavily on you. For you knew exactly what you were doing when you applied for a college that was in a different city, where you’d have to move away.

You then felt Jeno swing an arm around your shoulder, drawing you closer to him in a comforting embrace.

“You had to leave (Y/n),” he countered gently. “Staying here wasn’t good for your mental health, and as a college student, you couldn’t have taken care of her all by yourself.”

"But I still should’ve tried—"

"And even if she's living with her dad and only sees her mom on the weekends, she's doing just fine," Jeno reassured, gently cutting off your protest. "You told me about how well she's doing in school and all the friends she's made. She's doing great because of all the love you gave her."

Jeno's words conveyed his belief in your strength and the positive impact you had on your sister's life, offering comfort and validation. You met Jeno's eyes, finding nothing but sincerity and understanding in them. He had a way of offering comfort, whether through words or a much-needed embrace, and he had become the anchor that kept you steady.

His eyes crinkled into half crescents when he felt your head lean against his shoulder. In response, he tenderly placed a kiss on the crown of your head, tightening his hold around you. Being able to provide comfort to you was something he cherished, and he was grateful for the bond you shared.

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HAECHAN

To say Haechan liked you was an understatement. He was utterly infatuated with you, and that had been the case since the first day he laid eyes on you. Your reserved and mysterious personality intrigued him, drawing him in deeper with each passing day. When he finally earned a place in your heart, he felt like life couldn't get any better.

However, there was one thing that lingered in his mind. The two of you have been together for almost a year now, and he still hasn’t met your parents. Haechan had already introduced you to his family. Despite your nerves leading up to the meeting, they instantly adored you, just as he had expected. He hoped that bringing you to meet his parents would eventually lead to an opportunity for him to meet yours as well.

Family was vital to Haechan, and the fact that you never even talked about yours frustrated him. It left him feeling like you weren't fully committed to the relationship, as he yearned to understand more about your life and the people who played a significant role in it.

One day, as the two of you were returning from dinner at his parents' house, Haechan decided to bring up the subject.

"(Y/n), you do like me, right?" he asked, as you guys got closer to your apartment.

His question caused you to give him a perplexed look. "Of course I do. Why are you asking that?"

“Well then, how come I haven’t met your parents?” Haechan’s voice carried a tinge of hurt.

You stopped at your front gate, momentarily pausing to grapple with your thoughts. Internally your mind was racing, trying to come up with an appropriate response. You knew that as your relationship with Haechan grew, his curiosity about your life would naturally increase. However, you weren’t prepared to discuss that topic on that particular day.

“Hyuck…” You tried to find the right words without hurting his feelings. But Haechan didn’t like your hesitation.

“Is it because of me? Do you think they’ll judge me for being an idol or because I’m different from other guys?” He asked as you entered the passcode to your apartment building.

You looked at him as if he was crazy, surprised by the intensity of his emotions. “Look Hyuck, it has nothing to do with you. You just can’t meet them,” you said, trying to remain calm. “I don’t want to talk about this right now.”

Haechan's patience was wearing thin as he followed you into your apartment. After you carefully placed your shoes on the rack, he kicked off his own. The tension in the air escalated as his frustration grew.

"Can you at least give me a straight answer, (Y/n)?" Haechan blurted out. "I deserve to know why you won't let me meet your family after all this time."

You let out an exasperated sigh and turned to face him. "Donghyuck, you won’t understand, okay? It's complicated."

Oh, so you were going with that excuse? Haechan pressed his tongue against the inside of his cheek, finding it hard to believe that you were dismissing him like this.

“Complicated how? You’ve met my parents plenty of times,” he said defensively. “Am I just not important enough for you to let me be a part of this aspect of your life?”

A flicker of pain flashed across your eyes as the level of his voice increased. Haechan and you seldom argued, and the realization of how much he had been suppressing his feelings struck you deeply. You could see the hurt in his eyes, and it made you realize that it was time to open up and address the underlying issues between you both. Especially if it was tearing you two apart.

“You are important to me,” you said earnestly. “It’s just…”

“It’s just, what?”

The piercing glare he was giving you, and the harshness in his tone triggered something within you. Your hands balled up into fists, as tears began to well up in your eyes.

“I don’t have a family anymore!” you finally cried out, the dam of pent-up emotions bursting forth. “My parents had a messy divorce before I left for college, and it scarred me deeply. I didn’t want to expose you to that pain too.”

You despised the vulnerability in your voice and the way your hands trembled uncontrollably. All those old memories you fought so hard to keep buried were now resurfacing, and you felt like an eighteen-year-old again.

Any anger Haechan was feeling immediately dissipated as he saw you fall to your knees, clasping a hand over your mouth to muffle your sobs. Regret instantly began to stir within him, as he rushed to your side and wrapped his arms around you in a comforting embrace.

“I’m…I’m so sorry, (Y/n). I didn’t mean to push you like that,” he said softly, realizing the weight of his words and their impact on you.

Haechan rubbed your back gently as you wailed into his shoulder, trying to provide comfort in any way he could. All he could think about right now was to get you to stop crying. He hated seeing you in tears, and his heart ached at the sight of you in pain.

After a few minutes, he tenderly cupped your face in his hands, gently wiping away your tears. "I love you, (Y/n), so, so much," he whispered, his voice filled with sincerity. "I never meant to hurt you like that. And I want to be here for you through thick and thin.”

Your lips quivered into a small smile. "I love you too, Hyuck. I'm sorry for not telling you this sooner."

Haechan leaned in and placed a soft kiss on your lips. "You don't need to apologize, baby. I didn't understand before, but I do now."

He took your hand in his, gently squeezing it as he gazed into your watery eyes. He made sure to reassure you that you guys would take things at your pace and that he didn’t need to meet your parents until you were ready, if ever.

“Our love is what’s most important, not our pasts,” he reaffirmed.

In that moment, you knew that you were not alone, and a sense of relief washed over you.

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JAEMIN

One of the things Jaemin liked to do was take you to see his mom, and he had done it plenty of times. Although you initially freaked out the first time you met her, it didn’t take long for his mom to understand why he was so enamored with you. More than that, he just loved seeing his two favorite people getting along so well.

But after a while, Jaemin started to realize that you didn’t talk about your mother very much. You tended to casually brush him off whenever he tried to ask, which disheartened him. The topic seemed to be a sensitive one for you, and he began to wonder if there was something deeper behind your reluctance to share about her.

One evening, the two of you were looking through his old baby pictures. You truly enjoyed listening to him tell you the behind stories of the pictures. Jaemin was adorable just as he was in the present. But you couldn’t help but gush at the younger version of him, who was undeniably cute.

“Your mother must’ve been so happy,” you sighed, lightly brushing over one photo with your thumb. His bright smile from then didn’t seem to change.

Jaemin smiled warmly as he looked at you, “I’m sure you’re mom felt the same way with you.”

The mesmerized expression on your face gradually fell, and a hint of sadness crossed your features. “I don’t think she did,” you sadly chuckled.

Jaemin sensed the mix of pain and resignation in your voice, and he gently took your hand in his, silently showing his support. He wanted so badly for you to open up to him, to share whatever burdens you carried. Maybe this was finally the opportunity he had been waiting for, a chance for you to confide in him and let him be there for you in a way he hadn't been able to before.

“Do you mind me asking what happened?” Jaemin asked you quietly, his tone so gentle that you couldn’t even get defensive by his question.

You glanced down at your hand in his, drawing strength from his comforting touch, before gathering the courage to meet his eyes again.

"My mom has a drug problem... no one could help her," you confessed, praying your voice wouldn’t waver. "And I haven't talked to her since I graduated high school."

The weight of the unspoken pain and the years of estrangement hung in the air, but you found solace in the fact that Jaemin was there, listening and supporting you without judgment.

He didn’t hesitate to bring you into his arms, leaving a tender kiss above your eyebrow. “Oh (Y/n), I’m so sorry you had to deal with that.”

You buried your face in his shoulder and gently patted his back to show your appreciation. His hugs were always the most comforting, especially in these moments.

"It's okay," you murmured, your voice muffled against him. "I have you, and that's all I need."

Jaemin squeezed you just a little tighter, his smile growing wider at what you said. He was so thankful that you let him into your heart and trusted him with your feelings. It was something he'd never take for granted, especially after learning about your troubling past. He knew he couldn't erase the bad memories. But Jaemin was determined to give you all the love and support you needed to help you heal and move forward.

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CHENLE

Chenle knew how crazy your family was, as the two of you have had multiple conversations about it. He never hesitated to be by your side when everything felt like it was falling apart. It pained him to see how much they got to you and affected your mental health.

So many nights were spent crying into his arms, feeling like you were never good enough. Chenle wished he could do more than pat your back and whisper comforting words. He longed to take away your pain and make everything better. But he understood that some wounds were deeper and required time to heal.

However, Chenle couldn’t take it anymore one day. He found you sitting on the floor of his living room, quietly holding Daegal in your lap as your fingers gently stroked through her soft white hair. You had barely spoken to him when you came over and he could sense something was off. With a deep breath, Chenle sat down beside you, placing a hand on your shoulder.

“Hey, I can see something is bothering you,” he said in a low voice, trying to approach you as softly as possible. “Whatever it is, you don’t have to go through this alone, you know?”

You glanced up to meet his concerned gaze, before releasing a shaky breath. No matter how heavy your emotions felt, Chenle always managed to make them feel lighter. Slowly, you began to unravel the latest fallout you had with your parents and siblings. The words poured out of you, describing the hurtful remarks, the tension, and the feelings of inadequacy that had been building up inside you.

“I can’t stand to be in that house,” you huffed in frustration. “I just want to get out of there.”

The words tumbled out, a mixture of anger and sadness, as you expressed your strong desire to break free from the toxic environment that had been suffocating you. Chenle thought for a moment, squeezing your hand. Then suddenly, a light bulb went off in his head. He didn’t understand why he hadn’t thought of it before.

“What if you moved in with me?” He said nonchalantly. You looked at him as if he just made the most ridiculous suggestion.

Shaking your head, you quickly turned him down, “Chenle—no. I can’t do that to you.”

“Why not?” Chenle sat back on the couch. “We’ve been together three years now, and I think it’s the perfect opportunity.”

Although you were still hesitant, he did have a point. Chenle and you were in a pretty stable relationship. You knew he was the person you wanted to spend the rest of your life. The boy cupped half of your face, looking at you earnestly.

“Living in that toxic environment isn’t good for you, (Y/n),” he continued, “Plus, I’ve always wanted to live together. There’s plenty of space, and I want you to feel safe and loved here. Please consider it.”

His words were filled with genuine concern and care, and you could see the sincerity in his eyes. He truly wanted what was best for you and was willing to open his heart and home to provide you with the support and comfort you needed.

With another sigh, you gave in. “Okay…I’ll think about it.”

Chenle smiled and kissed your forehead. His unwavering support gave you so much strength, making you feel like you could conquer anything. With him, you felt a newfound sense of hope and the courage to face the challenges that lay ahead, knowing that any future with Chenle in it was brighter and happier.

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JISUNG

The cool summer air breezed through your hair. But with Jisung’s hoodie on, the light wind was a little more bearable. Jisung lay beside you on the yellow picnic blanket you two had brought, his eyes fixed on the stars twinkling in the night sky. The soft glow of the moon cast a gentle light on his face, and you couldn't help but admire the peaceful expression he wore.

Of course, it was Jisung’s idea to go stargazing tonight. While you preferred to stay inside most evenings, you couldn’t complain about the beautiful view. Jisung loved these moments with you. Usually, he would be rambling about something he read online about the different constellations, or what kind of aliens there might be in space.

But tonight it was quiet between the two of you. One of the reasons Jisung brought you out here was because he could tell something was bothering you. Although he didn’t know what it was, he thought that watching the stars together might get you to talk. Or at least get your mind off things.

Despite being fascinated by the millions of stars in the sky before you, it wasn’t enough to distract the dark thoughts that consumed you in your weakest moments. No matter how much you tried to turn off the noise in your brain, they didn’t seem to be leaving any time soon.

"You know, my dad used to take my sister and me camping when we were younger," you finally broke the silence, a hint of nostalgia in your voice. "Seeing the stars at night was always my favorite part of the trip."

Jisung's head turned in surprise when he heard you begin to sniff, sensing the emotions welling up within you.

"But for some reason, my mom never joined us for those trips," you exhaled, still staring at the sky. The seven-year-old you didn’t even know that was just the beginning of your mother’s absence in your life.

Everything that you had been bottling up slowly started to spill out, and Jisung could hear the pain brimming in your voice. He slowly sat up, giving you his full attention, ready to lend a listening ear and offer support.

“How could she abandon us, her family?” you began to tear up. “How could she abandon me?”

The day your mother left the house several years ago remained stark in your memory. Even though you spent half of your life resenting her, you had never thought of the possibility of her leaving. No matter how hard you tried to bury those feelings, the wounds appeared to be deeper than you thought.

Sniffing again, this time you let the tears fall freely. Your hand reached to cover your eyes, trying to hide the vulnerability that you rarely showed to anyone.

Jisung was a very empathetic person, and he could already feel himself start to cry too. He knew about your mom, and how much the divorce between your parents left an impact on you. Sometimes he wished you’d be more open about your feelings, instead of pushing him away. But he was relieved to see you letting them out now, even though it hurt to watch.

The boy gently took hold of your hand and moved it back down, his touch sending a warm and reassuring sensation through your fingers. Before you could open your eyes to see him, you felt a warm pair of lips press onto yours. You adjusted your grip on his hand when Jisung pulled away, and forced yourself to sit up, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside you after the unexpected kiss.

He searched your eyes for a moment, wondering if he had made the wrong move. But then you leaned in to kiss him again. Your lips moved slowly in sync, as you rested your hand on the back of his neck, deepening the kiss with a sense of connection and comfort between you two.

No matter how big the storm inside your head was, Jisung would always be your comfort.

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dilxcc · 27 days

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Oop your head canons post got me intrigued,, Could you write something to show what would happen if baeks gf didn't tell him when she was going out with someone? Or anything else to show what you think his jealousy would be like hehe

only you ᡣ𐭩 byun baekhyun

fluff, slight angst, misunderstanding, jealous bacon, grammatical error

baekhyun x f!reader

it has been a while since you last saw your friend. that was why when he reached out to you, telling you he wanted to meet, you didn't hesitate and agreed immediately. except that you forgot to tell your boyfriend that you were going out with your friend. a guy, at that.

it hadn't occur to you to even tell baekhyun that you were going out with a friend. but the long talk you had with him, catching up with him about life made you forget to even check the time on your phone.

so when your friend had sent you home, with his car - you were slightly surprised to see baekhyung standing at the door with his arm crossed.

after saying goodbyes to your friend, you immediately rushed towards him a smile, arms slightly opened to pull him into a hug.

but what surprised you more was that he didn't reciprocate your hug.

you pulled away slightly, tilting your head in confusion when you looked at him. "what's wrong?" you asked softly, feeling dejected when he slipped out of your embrace. "you didn't tell me you were going out," he muttered, facing away from you.

then it clicked.

"oh... i'm sorry, baby- i really forgot to tell you," you explained, your hand resting on his arm. you could hear him sighing and pulled away. there was a deep ache in his heart. he couldn't get it out of his head. when that guy laughing with you and you smiled before saying your goodbyes.

"all you had to do was tell me," he gritted his teeth.

to be honest, he hated it. he hated being petty and trying to blame you for hanging out with your friend. it wasn't wrong. he knew it wasn't wrong. but he felt slightly insecured when he saw how you smiled at the guy. and adding the fact that you didn't tell him about it either.

he trusts you with all his heart. he does. but that image of you laughing with another guy kept on replaying in his head.

you didn't know what to do to comfort him. you felt bad and this was the first time that you had ever upset him.

and so the next few days, he kept on ignoring you. if he did talk to you, it would be of a mockery tone.

"this is so funny," was all you said. and he would reply with a, "oh, like how that guy made you laugh?"

it was getting on your nerves with how childish he was acting.

"baekhyun," you called him in a stern voice. he only rolled his eyes and continued eating his sandwich. "alright, what's wrong with you?" you sighed, rubbing your temples. "what do you mean? nothing's wrong," he shrugged.

"yeah, sure. nothing's wrong that it got you acting like this," you scoffed. you were right though. he knew you were right. baekhyun had promised himself to not be a jealous man. so how come that he is so jealous to the point that he's acting petty.

you stood in front of him, your eyes staring at his which he looked at everywhere else but your eyes. "babe," you started off softly. "baby," he still ignores you. "baekhyun,"

the third time you called him, you were getting frustrated that he still didn't answer. "byun baekhyun," you called him in a stern voice. this finally made him to look at you in the eyes, a pout present on his lips. "is this about that time i go out without telling you?" you sighed.

you knew. of course, you knew. he was embarrassed that he's acting so childish right now. even though there would be no way for you to leave him. right?

"no," he answered after a while. he figured that lying would lessen his embarrassment. you sighed for the hundreds time tonight. "baby, i told you that you don't need to be jealous of others," you said softly, your hand rubbing his arm comfortingly.

"i wasn't jealous," he crossed his arms together. you let out an amused chuckle. "sure, whatever you say,"

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wednesdaysswoes · 10 months

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when u walk away .

pairing : xavier thorpe x anorexic reader

summary : xavier knew reader had mental health issues , but to what extent ?

warnings : mentions of anorexia , depression , anxiety , sorry if u have ed and it’s not like this for u, i personally have it which is why some of the examples in the story are so specific,#skinnyicon 😭😭 also if this makes uncomfortable srry just don’t read it😛

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you woke up with a gasp , enid had shook you awake when you were in a particularly deep slumber , you squeezed your eyes shut , praying maybe if you pretended you were dead she would leave.

“Y/N!! did you forget an alarm? we have to leave for breakfast soon.”

you rolled ur eyes as you turned back over in bed “im not hungry, plus id rather be sleeping before class, i’ll wake up before class starts .” you said ignoring her other words , exhaustion taking over you.

“well what about xavier ? it’ll be awkward if he sits at the table with us and you’re not there.” she replied back , trying to coax her out of bed.

“well xavier can deal with it im trying to sleep enid “

sighing , enid grabbed her things and went out the door , and about twenty minutes later after silent peace , y/ns alarm went off to get ready for class.

sitting herself up, she rubbed her eyes as she looked at the bruises forming on her legs , her iron had become extremely low recently , causing her to bruise over pretty much everything .

she put mascara on , and spot concealer over her eyebags , but she didn’t really care to do the rest of her makeup , instead putting on her uniform and focusing on avoiding xavier before first period .

which was really the last thing she wanted to do, but she felt like she needed to avoid him for her own sake , lately he has started to do what all bfs to with their gfs , worry about them .

but it was for a specific reason , she has began to heavily decrease the food she was eating , which caused xavier to worry for a multitude of reasons, when you guys were intimate , he held you like glass, like you could break at any moment , any slight grip from his hands would end with a bruise forming on you , which made him worry even more.

but also because of your drop in weight , he even confirmed it himself when he checked the size of one of ur shirts u had left in his room when u first started dating , size M, to your uniform you even had to rebuy to get in a smaller size , a size XS.

you thought about it as you walked , bag over your shoulder as you walked through the halls , and into first period botany . You avoided xavier’s eyes as he obviously was wondering where you were that morning .

sitting down , he taps your thigh . “why didn’t you answer my texts ?” he asks . “i dont think i even brought it with me , i haven’t really been on it.” you reply absentmindedly , which makes him fiddle his fingers in concern .

“it’s just i was looking for you most of the morning .” he said , before mrs thornhill began speaking.

about 45 minutes later , everyone began to pack their things for next period, which unlucky for you was another class with xavier .

as the bell rang and you guys left for class , xavier noticed you turn to the opposite way of the hallway . “did you not wanna walk together ?” he asked catching up with you “plus where are you even going ?”

“im just going the long way , i don’t really wanna go to class” you responded , which made him frown “well you can’t ditch .” he said , matter of factly, to which you rolled you eyes . “obviously, i wouldve just been late or something .” you responded

“oh okay.. so i’ll see you later ? “ he says , heading to your guys’s next class . you didn’t respond as you walked away , you really didn’t mean to treat him this way, when you were at war in you head you tended to create war with everyone else, even if xavier was the one helping you fight .

you walked into the bathroom , sitting in a stall and resting your head against the wall ; you were exhausted, you didn’t even realize when the bell rang for class, or when five minutes turned to ten minutes , when ten turned into you being in the bathroom all period .

You would’ve probably stayed sitting there longer had xavier not texted you.

xav 💕 : did i do smth? why are you avoiding me

you shut your phone off as you walked out of the bathroom to the hallway near your third period , as you had technically already skipped a class, you couldn’t skip anymore . luckily this was a class without xavier in it.

You walked through the door and sat down in the back , the farthest from the teachers desk and you put your head down. you hadn’t realized you began to doze off, and woke up to your teacher shaking you awake .

“Y/N! if you cannot remain awake during class hours i will have to let principal weems know that.”

You rolled your eyes as you walked out , just wanting the day over.

when classes had concluded for the day , you trudged back into your dorm , wanting nothing more then to sleep or even just lay down . But sadly as you walked into your room you realized it was friday.

date night.

you walked in to see Xavier sitting on your bed with flowers , you mustered a smile and greeted him with a hug.

“hey lover” he spoke softly , wrapping his arms around you, to which you reciprocated. he kissed the top of your head , speaking softly “wanna still go out ? we dont have to if you aren’t up for it, i mean you seemed pretty off earlier .”

you took a breath in “yea we can, i just wasn’t feeling well earlier , sorry”

“that’s always your excuse , you never feel well .”

“well what do you want me to say xavier?”

“i just-“ he put his insecurities aside , as much as people told him your behavior meant you were being unfaithful, he knew that wasn’t it. “i just want you to talk to me , im worried about you .”

you blinked at him for a moment “why are you worried about me ?”

“why am i- why wouldn’t i be? im your boy friend and - and you’re dropping weight like crazy y/n, i don’t know if something’s wrong or not when you don’t talk to me.”

you were a little stunned , sure you knew you had a problem, but it was like u had put yourself in a bubble , thinking that you were the only one to notice anything about yourself . you didn’t realize how painfully obvious it was when u skipped breakfast and dinner , only opting for lunch .

“I mean- y/n you weren’t even overweight you - you were healthy and just i don’t understand why you’d do something like that to yourself.”

“well maybe i don’t either Xavier! but the last thing i need is you coming in here and fucking getting mad at me about it!”

“baby im not mad at you . im worried about you , and im sad whatever your dealing with you feel you have to hide from everyone , i just want you to talk to me.”

“nothing is wrong xavier , i just- can we do date night another night ? im tired.” you said , walking away from him.

“but - y/n “ he said standing up and walking towards you “why do you always walk away when i try to help?”

“because i- i don’t even know what’s wrong.” you said , looking away because you were embarrassed. but he gently grabbed ur chin and turned your face towards him . “then please let me help you, i just feel like you aren’t happy , no matter what you do , and it’s just - i’ve noticed things that make me really worried.”

you blinked at him , confused “such as?” you said , which prompted his heavy response . “remember how bad your periods used to get ? like it used to knock you off your schedule for days and made you miserable , you don’t think it was noticeable you stopped having your period ? “

you were irritated now as you thought of a rebuttal “well then why didn’t you check if i was pregnant?” you said spitefully . “i mean , fair. but you were only losing weight , so i didn’t think it was that , i googled it and malnutrition can make your period stop, im - im not trying to be nosy and in your business about it , bu-“

“well you are” you said harshly , standing up “and you shouldn’t be .” he looked at with hurt and concern, as you grabbed your phone and backpack and walked out of your room.

“i died a lot , to live a little with you.”

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lesmismignon · 7 months

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something something a mother's day fic set after Threnody. it has been at least 3 mother's days now. at this rate my gf's cats will call me mother sooner than this gets finished, so

"You looked troubled."

Seras blinked. Her master was in front of her with his torso sticking out of the ceiling.

"Eh." She did not reply any further than that.

"You know, I almost miss the high-pitched, annoying police girl. At least then you were respectful."

"I'm always respectful, Master," Seras said, wide-eyed and innocent.

Alucard disappeared and reappeared in the hall, standing properly this time. He looked bored, which explained his nosiness.

"Perhaps I may be able to dispense advice."

Yeah, sure. Dracula. Vlad the Impaler. Giving her sound advice. Great. She would have better luck summoning Walter on an ouija board.

"Has anyone told you how loud your thoughts are?"

Her eyes twitched. Alucard was trying, in his own dysfunctional way, to make up for his thirty-year absence. Which was all fine and dandy, but as usual he had the worst timing. "I'm sorry, Master. It's just something to do with Integra."

"Oh?" There was a distinct inflection.

Seras prided herself on not blushing. Ever since the day in which the office was not wrecked, the relationship between her two masters had improved. Too improved. Actually, even Pip was starting to avoid the walls near Integra's bedroom!

"Yes, well, it's Mother's Day soon."

Alucard stared, uncomprehending.

"And I want to get her a present, is all. The thing is, I've exhausted my options—"

"You want to get Integra a Mother's Day gift," he deadpanned.

"Yes. I do every year."

"Do you see Integra as a mother figure?"

"Yes? Oh! I know it's strange, since we're only three years apart, but that's easy to forget when she has those wrinkles—which are lovely on her," Seras added hastily, misreading Alucard's expression. "I know I tease her! But I told her, Master, go and apply those creams I got you for your fiftieth birthday if you're really that unhappy—"

"Then, pray tell," Alucard drew out, "what does that make me?"

Seras blinked again. Then it dawned on her.

"O-oh." She fidgeted. "I guess that would make you a, um."

There was a pause.

"To be honest, Master, you're, er, you've been away for so long—no offense! It's not quite—how should I say—" Seras coughed. "Um. I could—oh! Wait! Let me show you something."

She whipped out from her pocket a black rectangle.

"This is the modern phone, Master!" Seras explained quickly. "A smartphone! It can take calls, pictures, videos, go on the internet—do everything, basically. So, er, what I'm trying to show you is...there!" She swiped several times on the screen and then held it up.

Alucard stilled.

"It's Master Integra's old photos! There aren't a lot, she always gets so snippy when I try to take them..."

The photo on display was taken a few summers ago. It was a side profile of Integra, capturing a moment seconds before she had fully turned and swatted at the phone. They had taken a rare day off at the beach. She was gazing off into the ocean distance, and perhaps because of that, her one eye was a deeper blue, a depth that went to the far reaches of her thoughts.

"I almost burned that day," Seras said casually, next to Alucard's stock-stillness. "You can't tell, but she has on a blue sundress. She looked so pretty in it! I had to convince her not to go back and change, what was all that sun lotion I'd put on her for, then? And…" She trailed off. "Um, you need to use your bare finger, Master."

Alucard was attempting to copy what Seras had done and swipe for more pictures. Upon her input his gloves vanished. Seras did not miss how they had been blank.

Her eyes curved. You really are… "Wait."

She jumped and tugged at his sleeve as he began to walk away. "Master, you can't take it, that's my private phone!"

"Don't you think privacy is redundant when I can read your thoughts?"

"What? What does that even--that just means you shouldn't be doing either! Give it back! I--I need that to message Pip--"

"Your goose boy? Don't you two talk enough in your heads?"

"Never you mind," Seras screeched, and ripped the phone from his grasp. "Master, I promise I'll get you your own, just give me an hour!"

Alucard looked at her owlishly. "I want the photos."

"With the photos! God!" Seras darted into a wall to escape.

#Hellsing #hellsing fanfiction #this has been in my drafts for so long i get confused if i ever posted it or not #if i have pls ignore #seras victoria #Alucard #let's get my Hellsing writing mode up and running #alutegra

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titansontop · 6 months

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i couldnt reply before but here it is. Long asf.

@raven-harlot

What a convenient way to forget Nightwing's arc with the Titans, written by Taylor a few months ago, the beginning of his Titans. Where raven wasn't at all "just Gar's gf", right? Raven did things on her own, she wasn't there just to be with Gar, she had moments, she had a leading role, she had a role in the arc that was much more than just being Gar's girlfriend, did you forget all that? Raven having action, Raven showing her best qualities with Olivia…She was the best and more interesting character of that arc without doubts. And even though she was with Gar there, it was never like she was stuck to him, was it?… While Raven had a second leader role in this arc, what happened with Gar? Nothing (he wasnt there just as Raven's boyfriend tho).

Do you remember TT Academy? Where Gar was doing exactly what Raven is doing now? Being a moral support for her partner? (oh no! A couple that helps and supports each other!😨😟) I bet at that moment you didn't think that Gar was "just Raven's bf", no, I bet you were saying something like "they made Raven Weak! Raven doesn't need a man!" Blah, blah, blah.

Traumas? What traumas? You know damn well that the only reason we're seeing Gar's trauma is because of what happened in Dark Crisis; otherwise we wouldn't see shit about his trauma, just like we won't see the other Titans' traumas.

Do you know what character progression is? Something Raven went through under Wolfman's writing? Do you remember how she tried to have relationships back then? how she tried to love, right? Raven has been free of Trigon for years, stop the cap, she can express her emotions without problems since the 80s.

Stop the cycle, do you want Raven to be some kind of Redhood going through the same arc over and over again?

Do you want Raven to be exactly like she was 40 years ago in the damn 80s, when she debuted as an 18-year-old woman who didn't even have friends and couldn't express her emotions?? Holy character regression!

If you say that Raven is unrecognizable and a totally different character (if that makes you feel better, keep pretending that, I guess) then just stop reading the comics…easy, that easy.

Did you start reading a Gar comic, where Raven was only going to be a character in a supporting role because the comic focuses on Gar and only Gar, hoping that she wouldn't be a character in a supporting role? The joke tells itself. Did you want her to be the protagonist of Gar's comic? And don't say she's just Gar's girlfriend and nothing more when she literally had her own comic where Gar WASN'T there, no matter how bad it was, it was a comic of her, about her, with a story for her, Gar wasn't there(i bet you got maddd when Raven talked about him tho{1 line in a 30 pages comic, before you even say anything lmao}).

Before this new Titans comic what did Gar have? Nothing at all. Raven instead? She had the storyline of Unkindness, she had some small roles in that same storyline in TTA and Shazam(where she was also given some respect), she had an important role in Dark Crisis: The Deadly Green, and it didn't end there, she also had a big fight with The Spectre. Gar at the event, meanwhile, was only being used as motivation for Dick and nothing else (0 scenes of Gar with Raven or Cyborg even when they are the characters that should have been with him). (And not to mention the Titans United comics, those are not from the main earth, but Raven had a big role in the second one, and in none of them was she "just Gar's gf", i wasnt a big fan tho).

Oh and let's not forget the comic where once again Raven crossed paths with Trigon, and it wasn't the best thing in the world, but Gar wasn't there… she literally got a mini story for herself there in that Lazarus Planet tie-in, while Gar at that time only had the back up from Action Comics with Power Girl, where they once again ignored Raven and Victor and used Dick.

And there was also Knight Terrors: Titans, where once again, Raven wasnt there as "just Gar's gf".

Umm, no, just because a writer doesn't give focus to the character you want it means it is misogyny😂. There are 4 issues that don't focus on Raven, so he hates women? 😂, let's completely forget how he even put Donna in the role of leader in that mission(not much but is more than what she got in the last 3 years). They are setting up Beast World, of course they will focus on Gar. And even then, let's look at who's been focused on so far: Dick(who is Taylor's favorite and is being pushed by editorial as a super leader), Gar(who is being set up for something bigger) and Wally(who is part of a semi-plot from the comic). Vic isn't getting that much focus either, I guess that makes Taylor racist, right?… Don't worry, more moments will come for them, I repeat, ITS 4 ISSUES IN. Even Taylor has said that Kori will have more prominence in the next issues.

Do you remember the little arc with the Brotherhood of Evil and Madame Rogue?…who was the lead and who was in a supporting role?…oh yeah! Gar was the main character while the others were mostly sidelined… And that was by Wolfman and Pérez…

About the part of Taylor not knowing how to write women, Taylor isnt a perfect writer for sure, im not saying he is, and he isn't Gail Simone, he misses too, but yk one of his most acclaimed comics from marvel is a comic about a female character(X-23), right? Lol.

You say Taylor doesn't understand her, yet, he is probably writing the best version of Raven since Wolfman in the 80s. He clearly understand this character, and its funny that you pretend he doesnt. Cant even imagine how you reacted to Teen Titans Rebirth Raven🥴.

We both know that if Raven had these scenes she is having with Gar, with Donna or Kori instead, you wouldn't be saying shit. If Raven was saying "i love you" to Kori, or Donna, you wouldn't be saying shit…that's the funny part about this LMAO. You know your account isn't private, right? How do you expect someone to take your "raven cant express her emotions!!" seriously when we can see what you post? (And we can also read the comics...)

You aren't mad because Taylor doesn't understand Raven, you are mad here because Taylor isn't writing what YOU want.

Raven isnt the same character she was 40 years ago, just like Gar isnt, or just like Batman isnt the same character he was in the 80s or the 60s. Its called character progression(well, Bruce is in a deep whole right now lol). Raven has long passed her days of not being able to express her emotions, but you are saying she should go back to square 1?…

So yeah, I proved Raven in the past years has had more going on that just being Gar's gf. Raven by Tom Taylor has as well been more than "just Gar's supportive gf". And seriously, you were so mad about this that you made 3 posts complaining the same day lmao. You don't like it? STOP. READING. IT instead of reading it just to complain like a damn baby.

All that said, do you think i dont want more solo stuff for Raven?? Its really a shame Howard dropped the ball so hard with that story, a solo story of Raven that will barely mean anything at the end…

And…I dont know, how else would i find out about Raven's new content in this site?…

(seriously tho, you are in the tags, i could just ignore it, just as you could ignore the comics you dont like, but this time i decided i was gonna reply to such a dumb post).

#garfield logan #raven #beast boy and raven #beast boy #raven roth #dc comics #Titans

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Dear Shipper community.

I've recently entered the Hazbin Hotel fandom, and came across the Oh, how hated, Charlie x Alastor ship.

I don't ship them.

But I'm going to review here all the bad reasons why people hate on it.

Charlie already has a gf, Vaggie, and it's disrespecting both of them. My reply: they do NOT exist, you canNOT disrespect them. You cannot disrespect their couple, you cannot disrespect their sexual orientation (also, Charlie is bi)

Alastor sees Charlie as his daughter, he said it in the song 'Hell's greatest dad' "You're like the child that I wish that I had/ I care for you just like a daughter I spawned." My reply: Alastor clearly said it to piss Lucifer off. He doesn't care about Charlie, and never did. You are forgetting that he is supposed to be a VILLAIN. Alastor is a highly narcistic character (no hate toward NPD, I don't mean that as an NPD situation, just as a person who loves himself and doesn't give a shit about other people's feelings) who only helps the hotel to be in the front row when it'll fall. You could say "I don't agree with you". Yes, and I respect that. If your headcanon is that Alastor cares about the hotel, then you can respect that other people's isn't.

Alastor is aroace. My reply: aroace is a spectrum, and Vivzie said ships were okay.

Vivzie doesn't like the ship and blocked the hashtag. My reply: do the same.

It's disgusting. My reply: it's your opinion. And sometimes, people don't ship because they like it, but because the dynamics are appealing. Sometimes they do for various reasons, because they want to explore a darker part of themselves, to heal an abuse-based trauma, or I don't know what else. Shipping isn't only about thinking the characters are cute together. It can have a deeper meaning.

To be honest, the only thing I get from those very angry people commenting under Charlie x Alastor fanarts is "Eew, I don't like it and my taste is superior so you shouldn't like it!!!!!"

Please grow up.

If you don't like it, just block the hashtag, block the artist and stop commenting.

I don't like this ship. I think Alastor is incapable of loving anyone but himself, and I think Charlie sees him as a big brother or something like this. I also respect people who like it, because despite having a severe main character syndrome, I do not think my opinion should be everyone's.

You can hate on this post, I don't care.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #hazbin art #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin charlie #alastor #charlie x alastor #hazbin hotel charlie

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could i request a soft smut where klaus makes love to his girlfriend and worships her in front of their bathroom mirror? basically he wants to show/remind her how perfect she is and how much she means to him. thanks!

ROYAL TREATMENT — k.m

pairing klaus mikaelson x gf!reader

summary you come home to your boyfriend after having a bad day. he notices your mood and does everything to remind you of how much you mean to him.

warnings 18+, unprotected sex, sex in front of a mirror, fingering, overstimulation, insecurity

klaus masterlist

It's common in life to experience days where one feels less than adequate. This was something Y/N came to realize when she woke up that morning. She woke up not feeling like her usual self. She didn't radiate positive energy as she did on a daily basis, she wasn't ready to conquer the world. She didn't feel beautiful, or even worthy. She simply felt exhausted and drained. She felt less than. So when she completed her shift at work, she was relieved to go home, hoping the dark shadow would dissipate and she would feel the light again.

Y/N entered the living area of the compound, the sound of her heels clicking against the ground. Klaus was sat on one of the couches, enjoying a glass of wine while he read the newspaper. She approached her boyfriend, barely showing him a smile. "Hi," she said, bending down to press a kiss to his cheek from behind him. "Hello, love. How was work?" Klaus questioned, turning his head to get a look at her. "It was gruelling. I really just want to take a shower and head to bed," she replied, before running a hand through her hair and walking up the stairs. "Alright," Klaus said, watching his less than bubbly girlfriend disappear from his view.

After setting her things down, Y/N made her way to the bathroom in her and Klaus's shared bedroom. She stood in front of the mirror, sighing as she gathered her hair to one side. Klaus entered the bathroom, walking up to his girlfriend and leaving a soft kiss on the back of her shoulder as his arms wrapped around her waist. Y/N leaned into his touch and looked at him in the mirror.

"What's the matter, my love?" Klaus asked softly, his lips pressing another kiss right below her jaw. "I've just had a really long day is all," she shrugged. Klaus tilted his head, giving her a look. He knew her like the back of his hand, and he also knew when she was lying. "Tell me the truth. Something's bothering you," Klaus responded. Sighing, she tore her gaze away from his in their reflection. "It's nothing, it's just...I haven't felt like myself today. I've just felt unworthy."

Klaus cocked a brow, "How so?" He began to slowly sway them back and forth, his chin coming to rest on Y/N's shoulder. "Every day, I wake up optimistic. I open my eyes and I'm ready to conquer the world. I feel strong. Confident. Beautiful. But that wasn't the case today. I felt weak. Fearful. Insecure. And I hate that I felt - feel - that way, because that's just not me," Y/N explained.

Klaus didn't like this one bit. He felt very strongly about the fact that his girlfriend deserved to feel like the most beautiful and remarkable woman to ever grace the earth with her presence. She was kind, selfless, intelligent. She was everything good in the world. She was perfect, and it killed him to know that she couldn't see herself through his eyes. Because if she could, she would never doubt herself again. Not even for a second.

Klaus turned Y/N around in his arms so that she could face him. His hand came up to cup her cheek, his thumb stroking her cheekbone softly. "It pains me to see you forget how extraordinary you truly are," Klaus spoke, looking into her gorgeous eyes. "You are the most brilliant woman I've encountered in my thousand years on this earth. You take my breath away every time I look at you, Y/N. And not just because of your beauty, but because of the woman you are. I constantly marvel at your strength and your grace. Your heart is the purest I've ever known, and your light is the brightest to ever have shone. You are a queen, through and through, and you deserve to trust that, to believe that. And if I'm failing to show you that, then I'm not doing my job right."

Klaus inched closer to Y/N's lips as he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "I want to show you how marvellous you are. How utterly perfect you are," he whispered. "How do you plan on doing that?" Y/N asked, confusion on her face. "Do you trust me?" Klaus questioned, using his thumb and index finger to guide her chin upwards. Y/N's gaze remained on her boyfriend, and she nodded. "With all my heart, I do." Klaus leaned down and connected his lips with Y/N's, his hands cupping her cheeks as he pulled her face closer to his. But the kiss wasn't hungry. It was soft and reassuring. And Klaus knew that's exactly what Y/N needed at that moment.

Breaking away from the kiss, Klaus's helped Y/N to remove her top. He cast it on the ground, and his hand came to rest on the side of her neck. He left wet kisses on her soft skin, as his fingers maneuvered the straps of her bra down her shoulders. His kisses started moving downwards as his hands reached behind her and unclasped her bra. The undergarment fell to the floor, and Klaus slowly bent down on his knees as he left kisses down her stomach. He reached the button of her jeans and he undid it, helping her slide out of them. Next, her panties were pulled down her legs steadily. Klaus was careful, taking his time. He didn't want to rush, he wanted to savour every inch of her.

Rising back up onto his feet, Klaus met Y/N's gaze as she tugged on his shirt lightly, indicating that she wanted it off. He pulled the henley over his head and let it drop onto the floor. Then he brought Y/N in by her waist, her bare chest directly against his. Their lips met in a kiss, Y/N's hands resting on the junction where his neck and shoulders met. Klaus's tongue stroked softly against hers, and Y/N moaned into the kiss. The kiss deepened, the two of them becoming consumed in each other as Klaus's hands roamed carefully over her exposed skin, leaving goosebumps in his wake.

Pulling away, Klaus turned Y/N to face the mirror again. His hands cupped her breasts and gave them a light squeeze. "You are far too exquisite to doubt your worth. Even if it's only for a fraction of a second," Klaus spoke softly in her ear, licking the shell of her ear. "You are magnificent, and you deserve to be worshipped. Can I do that, Y/N? Can I worship you the way a queen deserves to be worshipped?" His lips dropped kisses onto the crook of her neck again, awaiting her response. Y/N nodded, sighing in pleasure at the work Klaus's lips were doing. "I want to hear you say yes," Klaus whispered. His nose nuzzled against her jaw, and he planted a kiss there. "Yes, Klaus. Please," Y/N spoke.

Klaus's left hand wrapped around to the right side of her waist, and his right hand raised up to his mouth so he could suck on his index and middle finger. Then those fingers traced over her folds, his touch as light as a feather. He began to circle her clit at a slow pace, Y/N's head falling back to rest on Klaus's chest. She let out a breathy noise of pleasure, her right hand reaching back to cup the back of Klaus's neck as he nipped at her neck and shoulder.

Klaus's fingers left her clit and Y/N whined at the loss of contact before Klaus's fingers circled her entrance, gathering her slick on them. He pushed them into her gently, and Y/N gasped shakily. His fingers picked up a gentle pace, and he looked at her in the mirror. "Do you see how well you're taking my fingers, love? How gorgeous you look when your gaze is clouded with pleasure? You're bloody perfect," he praised. "Every inch of you was hand-carved by gods."

Y/N moaned at Klaus's sweet words, and his fingers picked up the pace inside of her. Her walls began to tighten, and the familiar coil began to form in the pit of Y/N's stomach. "Oh, Klaus," she sighed, her eyes closing as she panted. Klaus's free hand found her clit, and he toyed with it. "I'm so close, baby. Please give it to me," Y/N begged, and Klaus wasted no time granting her wish. He continued his movements as her body began to writhe and her moans grew louder. "Let it go for me, sweetheart. Come on," Klaus said, peppering kisses of encouragement onto her skin. One of Y/N's hands grasped Klaus's bicep as she held onto him through her orgasm. Her release dripped onto Klaus's fingers and he brought them up to his mouth, sucking off her juices, "You taste divine."

Klaus then used his hands to bend Y/N gently over the counter, her core exposed to him from behind. "I want you to do something for me, my lovely. Watch yourself in the mirror while I make love to you. I need you to see just how heavenly you look while I take you," he told her. "Will you do that for me?" He questioned. Y/N nodded in response, "Yes, baby. I will."

Klaus gripped the base of his cock, spitting onto it before running the tip through Y/N's folds. He then gently eased himself inside of her, inch by inch as he filled her to the brim. "You wrap around me so tightly, it's like you were made and molded just for me," he spoke. Klaus started to move his hips, his thrusts deep and deliberate but unrushed. Y/N's lips formed an "o" as she gripped the edge of the counter with both hands. "You are everything, Y/N. You are the woman I have dreamed of for centuries. You are perfection in its greatest form, and any time you feel as if you aren't enough, I will be there to remind you that you are. You are more than enough," Klaus spoke as he continuously thrust into her.

Y/N began to tremble and let out small cries as Klaus moved in and out of her. "I love you, Y/N. You are worthy. You are exceptional, and I will tear apart anyone who dares to disagree," Klaus grunted. "I love you," Y/N cried, and Klaus left kisses up her spine before pulling her gently up against him by the throat. Her back was pressed flush against Klaus's chest and Klaus began to pump up into her, his tip grazing over Y/N's g-spot. Her moans grew more frantic, "Right there, Klaus. Oh my god."

Klaus moved the hand that previously laid on her hip to her cunt, his fingers finding her sensitive clit. He drew small circles on it, and he groaned when YN's walls clamped down around his cock at the overstimulation. Y/N closed her eyes, her head falling back again before Klaus spoke up, "Open your eyes, Y/N. Feast them upon your elegance while you come for me." Y/N's eyes opened, and she watched Klaus take her in the mirror as her orgasm began to wash over her. Her cries increased in volume, her voice going high-pitched as she met her release. "That's it, love. Just like that. Good girl," Klaus groaned in praise as she milked his cock. He came as Y/N called out his name, shooting his seed into her.

Pulling out, Klaus kissed the back of Y/N's neck as they came down from their highs. Klaus ran his hands down her sides, landing on her hips. "Fancy taking a bubble bath with me?" Klaus questioned as Y/N placed her hands on top of his. A small smile formed on her lips, "I would love that," she spoke. She turned around, her arms wrapping around the back of Klaus's neck. She leaned up on her tiptoes to kiss her boyfriend softly. "Thank you for this. You always know how to help me, and I love you for that," Y/N said. "I love you too. But I need you to know that whenever you're feeling this way, you can come to me. I will always be here for you to lean on. Always," he reassured her, his hands stroking up and down her back. Y/N nodded, "I will. I promise."

#klaus mikaelson #klaus mikaelson x reader #klaus mikaelson imagine #klaus mikaelson smut #the vampire diares imagine #the vampire diaries #the originals #the originals imagine #the originals smut #tvdu #tvd universe #joseph morgan #the vampire diaries smut

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