#i bet they are reading the comments and giggling like stupid fuckers they are

[radioactive-cloud]

ngl kinda feeling like bojan rn because if i saw this on a daily basis i'd also probably were homophobic

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#the position of their bodies IS PROVOCATIVE AS FUCK #thank fucking god there's at least nace's bass between them because istg #and don't even get me STARTED on the choking thing and how damn pleased nace looks doing that #they are the most awful people to exist #i hate them #i bet they are reading the comments and giggling like stupid fuckers they are #nace jordan #jan peteh #jance #janace #joker out #everyone and their grandma is posting this and i will too

[theshylittleelfgirl]

Whew! this idea has been in my noggin for a while now and i finally had the brain power to actually write it! Horaaay for BIG BRAIN! If you liked this story please be sure to leave a comment to let me know if i should continue it or if you liked it, There's going to be some spelling errors i pray that you forgive that! It is awfully late here and my brain is fried right now lol 

I added a little bit more to the story not much, It was really bothering me so i fixed it! Part 2 will be coming soon :D

Enjoy!❤

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I was sitting in Levi's office reading a book on his couch, I have finished my daily routine, I decided to spend my free time with levi.

But that short fucker was To busy doing paperwork.

We haven't had sex in like a year....A Year!

I was always trying to get him in the mood, running my fingers up his sides in the morning trying to make my intentions clearer, but apparently he got all huffy and said 'Quit pestering me brat, I'm trying to sleep here.' and then he would roll back on his side facing away from me.

'What a rude shithead' i huffed.

Then an idea popped in my head, it was getting pretty late maybe just maybe we can have sex and fall asleep cuddling, It would usually help the both of us relax after a long day.

"Hey levi?" i said in an innocent voice.

"What?" he said irritated he looked up at me briefly then back down at his paperwork.

I strutted over to him standing behind his chair massaging his shoulders unbuttoning the top of his shirt ghosting my fingers over his collarbone. "I'm going to get ready for bed, why don't you join me?" i whispered seductively into his ear. "Maybe i can show you how flexible i've become." i nipped his earlobe.

"No, I can't leave this paperwork you go ahead and lay down." his face remained stoic not phased in the slightest.

I growled and stood in front of his desk slamming my hands down but not getting his attention what so ever "All you ever do is paperwork levi! i get its part of your job but fuck! we haven't had sex in a year, A Fucking Year Levi! i've tried everything to get your attention but you continuously refuse my advances, What do i have to do? Write "Fuck Me" on my forehead to get your attention?" i panted after my rant my face red with anger.

He finally looked at me for the first time this night his icy glare pierced through me like a dagger. "If all you want to do is spread your legs then your not fit to be in the scouts, You want to be fucked so bad? then go find someone else to do the job, I got priorities to attend to and you aren't one of them, Now shut the fuck up and leave me the hell alone!" he snarls when he was met with silence only then did he realize he fucked up, "Y/n, I-i.." he couldn't muster up the courage to apologize for his shitty words.

Hair fell in front of my eyes "If that's what you really think of me then i think our relationship is officially over Captain, I won't bother you ever again." i went into 'our' room grabbing a bag i began stuffing my belongings toiletries,clothes,drawings into said bag. He heard the dresser jores being opened and closed 'Shit! she's going to leave! do something moron!' he jumped out of his chair rushing into the room and saw me packing my things. "Y/n, baby, Wait please i didn't mean what i said i swear, I'm just stressed that's all." he tried placing a hand on my shoulder i shrugged it off. "Don't." i said darkly "Don't fucking touch me." once my things were packed i swung my bag on my shoulder walking right past him not sparing him a glance.

I reached the door i felt him grab my arm i halted my movements. "Please don't do this." he begged.

I ripped my arm out of his grip "I hope your paperwork can keep you warm at night, Captain, because i won't be anymore, Asshole." i opened the door slowly shutting it not wanting to wake up the other soldiers.

I walked the dark halls trying to find hanji's room 'I should of brought a lantern with me.' once i knew i was far enough away from levi's room i slid down a wall it was only then that his words started to sink in 'Asshole...what a fuckin asshole! Mikasa warned me about him why didn't i listen to her? god i'm so stupid.' i laid my bag beside me hugging my knee's to my chest i sighed 'I tried so hard to see his side on things, To understand his pain what he went through, Understanding how he was about as romantic as a cactus, His cleaning obsession's, I tried so hard for him.' I buried my face in my knee's silent tears fell down my face.

I began to sob 'Why would he say something so fucking cruel?!' hugging my knee's tighter i began to shake.

"Y/n?" he deep masculine voice echoed in the halls.

I looked up to see a bright orange light illuminate a tall manly figure then i looked up to their face.

"Erwin?" my voice cracked

"Y/n, What happened? your eyes are almost swollen shut." he kneeled in front of me.

"Levi he....he." tears began to pour from my eyes. "He hates me, He thinks i'm some kind of whore who will spread her legs openly for any man, He told me i wasn't fit for the scouts, that i'm basically a burden on him." i sobbed into my hands shaking even harder.

Erwin sighs "Levi has always had a sharp tongue sometimes he doesn't think things through clearly." he looked to your side and noticed a bag. "You have no where to sleep, Why don't you come into my office and you can take my bed i'll take the couch, How does that sound?" he gently placed a hand on your shoulder.

I looked up at him tears still falling from my eyes. "I'm not going to kick you out of your own room Erwin, i wouldn't feel right doing that to you." you looked away embarrassed that the commander saw you in this state, but he's seen me like this countless times he and i were friends after all we would share our burdens over a glass of whiskey once in a while.

He took my small hands into his calloused ones and squeezed them reassuringly "I have no problem with sleeping on the couch, I hardly ever use the bed anyways, So you wouldn't be taking anything away from me." he smiled gently.

I looked into his calm ocean eyes i hesitated for a minute but nodded "Okay, i will if it's truly no problem." sighing knowing there was no arguing with him.

"Its settled then, Lets get you to bed, You must be exhausted." He let go of my hands and stood up he lent his hand to me, I took it and he helped me stand noticing my tear stained cheeks he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a handkerchief he offered it to me.

I took it from him and gently began dabbing the soft fabric on my eyes and cheeks, I offered it back to him and he held up his hand "Keep it, You need it more then i do, Besides i have a million of those things in my dresser." he chuckled picking up the lantern.

A small smile formed on my lips i nodded stuffing the handkerchief into my pocket.

"Shall we then? you'll catch your death in this cold hallway." he inclined his head in the direction of his room/office.

I reached down and grabbed my bag off of the floor slinging it over my shoulder once more.

"Lets go." i simply said erwin began walking down the dark hallways if it wasn't for his lantern lighting the way i would of been lost forever in these damnable stone hallways.

"If you don't mind me asking, Why was he being so harsh this time? not that i'm excusing those awful untrue things he said." eyes glued to the steps in front of him.

I looked away from his back my voice deeply saddens. "I just wanted him to come to bed and relax with me, I'm sorry if this is to much info but we always made love and then we would cuddle afterwards whenever he was stressed and he was extremely stressed tonight, so i offered to help him relax and that's when he..." i choked down my sob breathing rapidly.

"E-erwin do you think he's...?" i couldn't finish the words 'Would he stoop so low that he would cheat on me? Am i not enough for him anymore? does he take me for a woman who would sleep around with other men? Why would he say those horrible things to me? What have i done wrong other then try to love him flaws and all?' a million thoughts ran through my mind, i felt a weight on my head i looked up to see erwin looking at me sadly he ruffled my hair.

"No, Levi is definitely not the type to run around, He really loves you y/n, I bet he feels absolutely awful for what he said and i imagine he's beating himself up over it, Levi is a tough person to get along with but you have dedicated your heart and soul to him, He wouldn't throw that away just for some random woman, Not only are you the bravest most loyal soldier your the most kindest caring person as well, That's a rare thing in these times, He's lucky to have someone like you y/n." he took his hand away so he could look into my eyes.

I began to tear up again. "His words cut me deep erwin, I don't know when or if i'll ever forgive him, his hurtful words are still fresh in my mind, But i do appreciate what you said to me, That's probably the nicest thing i have heard in a while." i smiled through the tears.

He nods. "Its going to take some time for you to heal and that's completely understandable, You are more then welcome to stay in my room for as long as you want to, But if you ever feel uncomfortable, Hanji isn't that far from where i am, She would more then welcome you to stay, Just be prepared to be interrogated she doesn't give up easily." he sighs

"I'm fully aware." I giggled a little taking the handkerchief dabbing my eyes again.

He smiled and began walking again i followed him looking back into the dark hallway wondering what he's doing right now, i sighed directing my head towards the back of the commander.

Unbeknownst to you, Levi lingered behind one of the archways (is that what they call it? its 3am give me a break lol) listening in on yours and erwins chat.

He clenched his hands into a tight fist knuckles whitening. "I fucked up, Now eyebrows is going to take her away from me, I'm such a fool." he ran his fingers through his hair.

"I have to fix this, No, I Need to fix this, But how? i'm clearly shit at my words." he sighed

"Maybe hanji can help?" he started to feel hopeful, he was either desperate or crazy to even consider help from the mad scientist, Definitely crazy.

With his mind made up, He pushed off the archway(?) looking at that orange light fade away into the darkness once more he turned away and began walking back to his room.

"Please don't give up on me y/n." he pleaded.

To Be Continued.

#levi ackerman #levi x reader #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #levi attack on titan #angst #romance #comfort #jealousy

[yikeswtfmate]

Spin the Bottle

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Summary: Peggy finds out Steve’s type. Y/N admits her one weakness.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warning: swearing

A/N: yeah ok it’s a series then  

Here’s Bet? and here’s I Dare You; you can read them in whichever order you want, the timeline is irrelevant ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

The first thing Steve sees when he enters the living room is the tv turned on to a Ted Bundy documentary. He doesn’t have to go around the room to know that Y/N is currently laying on the couch, and he’s even less surprised to see Bucky’s top bun peeking over it.

“Didn’t you already watch this one?” He asks while he takes Peggy’s coat and hangs it next to his own.

“That was the movie with Zac Efron, you uncultured swine.” Y/N grumbles from her spot, head in Bucky’s lap while he’s brushing her hair absentmindedly.

Peggy walks into the kitchen after greeting the two. Neither of them pays too much attention to her, and when Steve walks in after her, he can see the small smile on her face. Placing his arms around her body, he rests his chin on her shoulder, as she looks through the cabinet for wine glasses.

“What’re you smiling at?” He murmurs in her hair.

“Nothing in particular. It’s just fascinating to watch those two.” She hands him four glasses and proceeds to look for a corkscrew. “I can’t believe they don’t realise how much they love each other.”

“Oh, they know.” Steve laughs, as he takes the bottle of wine out of the fridge. “They just think they’re friends.”

“You mean nothing ever happened between them?” Peggy raises an eyebrow, attention turned to taking out the food from takeout boxes and placing it onto plates. “Not even a tiny kiss?”

“Does spin the bottle count?”

“You did not play spin the bottle.” Peggy laughs, stopping in her tracks. “What are you? Twelve?”

“Oh, you have no idea how many stupid games we’ve played either because those two have the weirdest sense of humour or just because Sam and Y/N like to mess with each other.”

Peggy makes Steve promise he’ll tell her the highlights of these games before they take the food and the wine to the living room. She smiles as she follows him with a fondness that doesn’t go unnoticed by either Y/N or Bucky, but neither comments on it, as they stand from their respective places to dig in. They content themselves with watching the couple from their corners of their eyes, excited by their budding romance. They don’t, however, realise that Peggy and Steve are actually mirroring their own cuddling position when they sit on the armchair together with their glasses of wine.

“Ok, I wasn’t going to comment on it.” Y/N starts, mouth full of noodles. “But I would like you two to be my parents. Please! I haven’t been this well fed and looked after since my sister moved out to get married to that doofus.”

“I didn’t know you don’t like your brother-in-law.” Steve says confused.

“Don’t be fooled, bud.” Bucky laughs. “She loves David. She’s just bitter she doesn’t have her sister to clean after her and not let her starve anymore.”

“Well, considering you’re here nearly all the time, I wouldn’t say you need to worry about that.”

“Uh, excuse me. That is exactly why I’m here all the time, so I don’t have to be alone in that itty bitty apartment.”

Chopsticks raised in defiance towards Steve, Y/N turns towards Bucky while eyeing his plate. He looks at her for a second and with a sigh, feeds her one of his spring rolls. Peggy giggles softly, but only Steve hears it which earns her a shake of his head.

“Idiots.” He mouths with a shrug.

“So what’s this spin the bottle I’ve been hearing about?” Steve’s head whips towards his girlfriend, but there’s a mischievous grin on her face that he’s only ever seen on Nat whenever she likes to poke fun at Y/N.

“What about it?” Bucky replies, completely oblivious, as he takes Y/N’s empty plate and places it on top of his on the coffee table.

They both resume their places on the sofa, Y/N cuddling under his shoulder, his arm easily going over her arm, pulling her closer. Peggy has only been part of their group for a short amount of time, having been introduced to Steve’s friends months after they started dating, so the friendship between Y/N and Bucky is still baffling to her. Having been reassured time and again that it’s only typical to those two, and not any other member of the group, she can’t for the life of her understand exactly how they function or how every single one of them can act as if it’s normal. She guesses it wouldn’t be that hard, however, when you get used to it.

“Anyone I should feel threatened by?” She laughs, amused by Steve’s horrified expression.

“Don’t you dare!” He warns, a finger raised in Y/N’s direction as a smirk appears on her face.

“Oh, babe. Peggy, my love, you surely already know Stevie here likes brunettes. Tall, muscular and rugged, to be more precise.”

A cushion lands on her face, before she can go on with her little spiel. Bucky takes it and throws it back at Steve, fast enough so she can’t retaliate.

Peggy turns in her boyfriend’s arms, laughing at how beet red he is now. “Is that so?”

“You’re one to talk!” He splutters after his head turns from Peggy to Y/N.

“Hey, I only like to kiss people whose hair is so glorious it makes me weep.”

“Is that why you kissed Nat so many times?” Bucky chuckles.

“Duh.” She says with a roll of her eyes.

“And here I was thinking you were talking about Bucky.” Peggy comments with a well-crafted innocence.

Y/N shifts in her place, gaze following the line of Bucky’s jaw, then that of his nose, his eyes that are trained on her, to his hair. She ponders for a second, as if only now inspecting his hair for the first time, before she pulls on the elastic band, letting his strands fall onto his face. A hand brushes through them, grabbing at the ends and tugging once.

“Yeah.” She replies with a grumble. “The fucker does have amazing hair.”

“You either stop that or I’m going to cut it.” He warns, as she starts pulling again.

“No!” She gasps. “You wouldn’t dare hurt me in such a cruel way.”

“Then stop being a dick.” Bucky kisses her forehead, while he lowers her hand back onto his chest. “At least now I know what scares you.”

“Bitch, you can’t use my one weakness against me like that.”

“Y/N, the entirety of Bucky is your goddamned weakness.” Steve laughs.

“He’s the love of my life, of course he’s my weakness.”

Y/N raises a hand in confusion, as if he’s just stated that water is wet. Bucky just nods his head in agreement, showing that he shares the sentiment exactly, to which Steve just rolls his eyes. Peggy stops in the middle of raising her glass to her lips. She is dumbfounded – this whole friendship makes completely no sense to her. Steve will later tell her not to worry, it doesn’t make sense to anyone either.

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Taglist:

@imma-new-soul​ | @feelmyroarrrr​ | @welostkirsten​

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes fandom #bucky barnes #bucky barnes oneshot #bucky barnes imagine

[thejemersoninferno]

Passion whine.

·Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader.

·A/N: I’m back, I’m truly sorry for being MIA but I promise I’ll try to post more, I miss writing and not only reading. There’s a Latin American song that whenever I listen to it somehow Chris always crosses my mind, imagine how many nights I’ve been dreaming with it. Let me know what’s your thoughts on this one...

·Word Count: 1393.

·Warnings: swearing, mentions of sex, slight smut.

Chris’s moans sent shivers over your spine; he growled on your neck and you bit his fingers. He pounded inside you merciless not giving you a chance to breathe. He moved his left hand to grab your hair into a tail and pulled as he deeped inside you. You moaned louder as you pushed back meeting his pelvis, he grunted and growled.

You felt your walls clenching around him and you moaned his name as you felt him squirm inside you filling you up. Your body trembled under him and you felt the air leave your lungs for the third time, you felt dizzy, drunk in ecstasy.

After a few minutes, you felt him move next to you, you rolled on your belly facing him. His eyes closed, red face and thin layer of sweat over him. His hair a mess, rosy lips, you gulped missing the touch of his lips on yours. 

“C’mere,” he murmured, pulling you into his chest. You giggled and kissed his pec.

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You woke up with the morning sun hitting your face, you growled and covered your face, tired. You closed your eyes shut for a second before jumping on your bed, you looked everywhere and noticed that wasn’t your room. The coldness of the room sent a shiver over your body and that’s when you noticed your naked body. You swore under your breath and looked at your right side, your mouth fell open and you stood up quickly running inside the bathroom. 

Shit, shit, shit, what the fuck happened last night you thought trying to remember anything, you looked at yourself, your hair was a naughty mess, hickeys all over your chest and breast. You noticed the fingerprints marked on your sides and a flashback from the night before made you gasp. 

You tiptoed to the bed, searching for your belongings, your clothes everywhere as so for your phone. Low battery, you cursed yourself and dressed as quick as you could trying to not wake up the man sleeping peacefully.

You were about to walk out, looked behind one more time and cursed yourself again, you couldn’t leave him like that, he didn’t deserve it. You tiptoed again inside looking for a piece of paper to leave him a note when you heard him growl and call you. You shut your eyes close hoping for him to not wake up just yet, the Norns heard you because he rolled on his belly covering his face with the sheets. You wrote a simple note for him and walked out feeling the shame and guilt push from inside your head.

“He’s a mess,” your best friend commented over the phone while you cooked dinner for both of you and her boyfriend coming over that night.

“Don’t wanna talk about it,” you murmured guilty.

“Did he tell you?” she asked.

“We both fucked up, Ally,” you sighed, “When you coming over?”

“He went out to drop him at the airport,” Ally explained, “He should be here any minute,”

“Well, tell that little fucker to not let me wait too long,” you joked, turning off the oven.

“I will,” she laughed, “And honey,” she called out, “Do not stress about it,”

“Okay,” you murmured, hanging up.

You walked out to finish the last touches before their arrival. Your phone beeped and you saw his number calling, you gulped guilty and sent him to voicemail. 

You rushed out of your room to greet your best friends.

“Come in!” you smiled big.

“Ain’t you looking so happy?” Sebastian’s smug made you roll your eyes.

“Keep your cakehole shut,” you spat, pushing him inside.

“That smells so good!” Ally added, “How are you?” she questioned hugging you.

“I’m okay,” you smiled, “But then he showed up,” you said rolling your eyes.

“You missed me,” Sebastian smirked, blowing a kiss your way.

“I don’t know how the fuck you even became friends,” Ally laughed.

“It was a bet,” you both spat quickly, glaring deadly at each other poking your tongues out.

“Anyway, let’s drink!” She called out walking to get some wine.

You drank, ate and laughed for the whole dinner. You haven’t seen each other since that night, a week ago; at least, your best friend Ally. Sebastian has been away for a couple months and he was finally back in town, finding out the whole mess. You avoided talking about the matter but you knew they wanted to know what happened and how can they help you both.

“Okay,” you giggled, at your friends' words, “I really mess up, didn’t I?” you added, lower, letting the sad tone invade your thoughts.

“That’s not…” Sebastian started.

“A bit,” your friend replied at the same time. You looked at them and drank your wine in one sip.

“After you left we were dancing and chatting with everyone else,” you started to explain, “at some point, some dudes were being rude to me and he said we all could go somewhere and we did,” you babbled, “but then he started flirting with me, maybe it was the alcohol or the heat of the moment but we both flirted and dragged each other to the dance floor avoiding sharing the other with other people,” you sighed, “the next day I couldn’t remember much but I did remember what we did,” you denied laughing it off, “I’m a stupid slut and now I’ve broken two men hearts’,”

“Do not call yourself slut ever again,” Sebastian growled, “I get it, you know? But that’s not the way to say what you feel or how you see yourself,”

“Seb’s right,” Ally added, stretching herself to grab your hand.

“They don’t deserve this,” you cried out. You felt the tears forming in your eyes and you felt yourself letting go. You cried while your friends comforted you quietly and tried to help you.

“You didn’t know this was going to happen,” Sebastian told you.

“But Chris’s his friend!” you cried louder.

“And?” Ally added, “You two weren’t dating anyway,” she said.

“Ally’s right,” Sebastian shrugged.

“But we were seeing each other,” you babbled.

“Look,” Ally said, “What I see is two people who truly like each other but wouldn’t grow a pair to ask the other out and one man who won’t grow a pair a tell the girl he isn’t over his ex,” 

Your mouth fell slightly open, “What? He’s still in love with her?” you hiccuped.

Ally sighed and nodded while Sebastian kept his mouth in a thin line. You laughed, drying your tears and huffed.

“Sebastian?” you wondered, “is it true?” Sebastian noticed certain relief in your voice.

“He…” Sebastian sighed, “I’m sorry,” he added, “He might told me something about it,”

“He’s confused,” Ally interrupted, “He doesn’t know if go ahead with you or wait for her,”

“Okay..” you shook your head no, “I’m not doing this,”

“You don’t have to,” Sebastian declared, “Look, peanut, I’ve seen him and now I see you and Ally’s right, you should try talk with him,” 

“All this time I felt like the worst person in the world,” you shook your head, “turns out I wasn’t that bad,” you dried your tears away.

“Well, you left Chris there alone…” your friend murmured.

“He was the one who said it was one night stand in the first place,” you hissed back.

“And you believed that drunk idiot?” Sebastian cocked his eyebrow and you chuckled.

“I might have,” you muttered, “But I told him it was over…”

“You’re lucky we both know how you two are,” Ally added grinning big and wide.

“What did you do?” you wondered, unsure and excited at the same time.

“Let’s just say you owe us one,” Sebastian winked your way and walked away.

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“So,” he murmured, unsure and nervously, “More than one night stand?”

“More than one night of passion,” Sebastian sang from the other room.

“SHUT UP SEBASTIAN!” Ally shouted back and made Chris and you snort.

“Idiots,” you murmured.

“I HEARD THAT YOU YOUNG LADY!” Ally spat again.

“Shall we take this back to my place?” you babbled, biting your lower lip.

Chris smiled and bit his lip before grabbing you by your neck and smashing his lips on yours into a loving kiss.

“All started with a night of passion,” you two heard from behind you making you break the kiss and erupt in laughter. 

“Unbelievable Stan, unbelievable,” you giggled.

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Love, J  ☘.

#chris evans x reader #chris evans #chris evans fanfics #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans reader insert #chris evans x you #chris evans x fem!reader #thejemersoninferno writings #thejemersoninferno masterlist #thejemersoninferno

[imagineiero]

the rebel of belleville high

teacher/student frerard fanfiction (smut warning)

teacher!gerard + student!frank *

Enough was enough. Gerard had about three seconds before he was ready to throw a fucking book at that little punk-ass motherfucker’s head. Gerard liked to think that in the three months he’d been a teacher at Belleville High he had built a decent relationship with his students, they mostly respected him - he was the right balance between fun and strict, hell - he even let them call him by his first name. Frank Iero was a different story, he was one of the eldest in the class of 17-18 year old’s but his short height and boyish features made him look a lot younger, that and the fact he hadn’t yet grasped the maturity level held by the rest of the students in Advanced English.

Gerard couldn’t understand it, Frank was skilled in English - an avid reader and imaginative writer. He’d read through his file and saw that he’d scored top marks on everything since he’d been at this school, grades only slightly faltering when Gerard started teaching. It wasn’t that his work slacked, if anything it was his behaviour in class - somehow he always managed to turn in his work on time and up to the highest standard - Gerard couldn’t explain it.

He’d tried asking around the other members of staff to see if they had any issues with that particular student, all of the answers were identical - Frank was a gifted student who nearly never got in trouble, so what was the issue with Gerard’s class then? Gerard started to watch Frank more closely, trying to work out what triggered his outbursts and immaturity but he couldn’t find it. If he wasn’t so confused about the boy determined to get underneath his skin he might have found himself in hot water because even Gerard couldn’t deny, the boy was fucking beautiful.

The more Gerard analysed him, the more he got somehow invested in him - wanted to know everything about him - what made Frank Iero tick? He wondered if his growing infatuation was becoming obvious to the other students but they were mostly a bunch of nerds, heads stuck so far into their books that they wouldn’t glance up even if Gerard were to prance around the classroom naked. Frank wouldn’t settle for a lack of audience though, he made it his main goal to get everyone else in class laughing at his stupid pranks and jokes, it would be almost an admirable level of rebellion if Gerard wasn’t the one having to deal with a rowdy classroom when they got over excited.

“That’s enough Frank-..” Gerard spoke sternly “Sit down please”

He’d been stood on his desk, a peculiar expression on his face as he fake-moaned his way through Juliet’s verse from the Shakespeare play they were reading through. Frank of course had found it utterly hilarious how besotted the young character was with her beau, so much so that he took it upon himself to over-exaggerate her declaration of love, much to the amusement of his peers.

“Hold on a second, Gerard-..” Frank sighed, flicking his wrist dismissively “..-I haven’t gotten to my favourite part yet-..”

“I said enough, Frank” Gerard raised his voice “Unless you’d rather re-enact your little show in detention after school?”

The classroom was filled with oohs and ahhs as Frank smirked, eyes challenging Gerard’s as he pouted “Does that mean I get to show you the next act, y’know - the one where they’re fucking?”

Gerard’s mouth was a thin straight line at this point, glaring as Frank raised an eyebrow mocking him. The students were all giggling at their clown, waiting for whatever was to come next - like Gerard’s English class was just a massive joke to them all, and it was - whenever Frank was up to his tricks.

“Detention, Iero” Gerard spat, tugging at his wrist until he stepped from his desk down onto the floor “And that goes for anyone else who’d rather mess around in my class instead of doing work, Understand me?”

The group were all muttering quiet apologies as Gerard moved back to his desk, flicking to the page he needed in his book before continuing his read-through, hyper-aware of Frank’s piercing stare.

*

“D’ya think you’re funny, Iero?” Gerard spat, circling the boy like he was his prey “For every wisecrack and interruption you make you’re wasting the time of students who actually want to learn-..”

Frank was incredibly nonchalant about the idea of detention, strolling back to Gerard’s classroom at the end of the day like he owned the place - his grinning face only faltering slightly when Gerard slid the lock across his door. Now he’d regained his composure, standing next to Gerard’s desk while the older man circled him, his stare burning holes into his skin.

“Don’t give me that bullshit, Way” Frank huffed a laugh “You know as good as I do that none of those fuckers give a damn about this lesson, or any lesson for that matter-..”

“Oh? So that makes it okay for you to act the way you do in my lessons?” Gerard paused in front of him “What do you think you’re going to achieve? Think you’re going to make a few people laugh? No-one’s laughing, Iero”

“I’m not doing it to make people laugh, Gerard” Frank shook his head with a wide grin “I think we both know why I do the things I do”

“En-ligh-ten me” Gerard said slowly, patronisingly annunciating every letter as he got right up in Frank’s face. Frank should have been intimidated by the shift in his mood but instead all the blood rushed south and his head was screaming now or never. He smirked teasingly as he dragged out every syllable - mimicking the older man “I-want-you-to-fuck-me”

“You’re just a kid” Gerard scoffed, shaking his head

“I’m Eighteen-..” he argued

“You look like jail bat” Gerard sneered, dragging his eyes up and down Frank’s short stature

“Is it turning you on?” The younger man challenged, taking a step forwards and tugging Gerard in by his belt “How about you quiet playing around and just fuck me already, I know you want to-..”

Frank yelped unexpectedly as Gerard grabbed his arm, spinning them around until Frank slammed into the blackboard with a loud thud - his head held roughly against the dusty surface by Gerard’s large hand while his arm was being twisted uncomfortably up his back - he couldn’t help but let his breathing increase, struggling slightly against the strong hold.

“Not so smart-mouthed now, are we Iero?” Gerard teased, leaning in until his hot breathed danced along the shell of Frank’s ear.

“You can be as rough with me as you like, Sir” Frank grunted “I can take it”

“You trying to make me lose my job, Iero?” Gerard groaned, pressing his already hardening crotch against the back of Frank’s slacks - his eyes rolling back slightly as Frank took the opportunity to grind against him “I didn’t go through years of studying to be tempted by some horny teenager with a teacher kink”

“I don’t have a teacher kink” Frank bit his lip as he rubbed himself against the older man, pleased that he was clearly getting somewhere with the growing bulge pressing up against his ass “It’s just you-.. I swear-.. I can’t-.. can’t explain it-.. I just need you to fuck me”

“You’re beginning to sound a little desperate there..” Gerard commented on the slight crack in Frank’s voice, pressing himself roughly against the younger man until he was pinned by his hips helplessly against the wall “Bet I could have you coming in your pants without even touching you”

“You already did” Frank admitted shamelessly, sighing at the sensation of his dick pressing against the cool classroom wall and Gerard’s starting to dampen the back of his slacks with the pre-cum seeping through his own clothes “Last week, when you were reading that book aloud - could see the outline of your dick in your pants and I just started imagining things and I came, untouched.. right in the middle of class”

“You’re lying-..”

“I swear it-..” Frank insisted “I-I.. I had to leave early, remember? Told you I was going to the bathroom and didn’t bother coming back.. I went straight home..”

“What were you imagining, Frank?”

“Y-You spanking me.. over your desk.. then fucking me.. you fucking me hard-oh!” His words were cut off by Gerard setting his twisted arm free and in one quick movement sliding his hand down his front and gripping his erection

“God look how hard you are, so fucking desperate for it aren’t you?” He breathed “Such a little slut, Frankie”

“Yes Sir-.. Oh Sir.. Fuck, Gerard please-..” Frank babbled, rocking his hips so he could alternate between bucking into Gerard’s hand and grinding against his crotch.

“You don’t call me Gerard-..” He growled against his ear, palming him roughly “That’s for good students who behave themselves in my lessons, you however - you’re a bad boy, aren’t you Frank? Always misbehaving, need to be punished.. need to keep you in line..”

“Yes Sir, please yes.. I need to be punished, please Sir..” Frank whined, his eyes half-lidded

“Are you a virgin, Frank?”

“No Sir-..”

“Top or Bottom?”

“Bottom for you, Sir”

“For me?”

“Only for you, Sir”

“When was the last time you bottomed for someone else, Frank?”

“First time..” Frank grunted, barely able to concentrate with the furious movements of Gerard’s hand and the way his erection was throbbing “..last year”

“How about fingers, hmm?” Gerard nibbled on his earlobe “You finger yourself Frankie?”

“Y-Yeah-.. fuck yeah.. finger myself thinking of you, Sir”

“Good boy” Gerard moaned quietly “You misbehaved in class today Frank.. ‘m gonna have to spank you for that but if you’re a good boy, take it like a champ - I’ll finger you until you come, okay?”

“Please Sir-.. fuck, yes Sir.. I want that so badly, Sir..”

Gerard roughly man-handled Frank until he was hunched over his desk, leaning on his forearms as Gerard flitted around the classroom making sure that everything was locked and the blinds were pulled down, it was later now and the school would be empty but he wasn’t going to take the risk.

Frank obediently awaited his fate, staring at the woodwork as he sensed Gerard’s presence near him. The older man was wordless as he reached around to unfasten Frank’s button, tugging his slacks to his knees and then letting his boxers follow. He let out an appreciative groan at the sight before him, Frank’s pert ass unblemished and soft just waiting to be wrecked by Gerard, only Gerard.

He stroked his fingertips gently down the crease, spreading his cheeks and kneading gently before kneeling down and blowing a strip of cold air across his already fluttering hole. A punched-out moan slipped from Frank’s lips, knowing that his teachers mouth was so close to his sensitive entrance - he longed to reach back and pull Gerard against him, feel his tongue breech his muscle but he restrained himself, knew that he’d love whatever Gerard had planned for him and he’d only get that by being obedient.

“Such a pretty little hole..” Gerard hummed, kneading and digging his fingers into Frank’s pliable cheeks “..I’m going to fucking ruin you”

“P-Please..” Frank whispered helplessly, unsure how long he could wait for the contact he craved so badly “Please touch me, Sir..”

“Soon, Frankie..” He teased, letting his cheeks go and watching them bounce slightly as they settled “Only good boys get what they want, so I’m going to need you to behave, okay?”

Frank nodded quickly, blinking twice as he tried not to focus on the way his dick was brushing against the desk top, it was only a few seconds before he felt Gerard’s warm palms again - pressed firmly against his ass, rubbing in slow circles until he pulled it away - returning less than a second later with a sharp slap that flood with warmth through Frank’s skin.

He let out a gasp, shutting his eyes momentarily as he awaited the second. It came shortly after, this time harder and enough to draw a deep moan from Frank’s throat, he was sure he heard a quiet chuckle from his teacher but he was too focused on awaiting the third contact to pay much mind. The third was the hardest so far, the perfect balance between pain and pleasure - Frank wasn’t shy about moaning loudly, his knuckles gripping the woodwork as his head ducked down - the vibrations still buzzing through his core.

The fourth was a little different, the same force but accompanied with an easy slip of a finger inside Frank - he moaned unexpectedly but it was short lived, Gerard pulled out a few seconds later with a satisfied hum - knew from how easily his slender finger breeched the muscle that Frank was more than enjoying himself. He spent a little extra time between the fourth and fifth, caressing the hot, red skin as a hand-print formed underneath - his free hand placed firmly over Frank’s tail-bone, holding him in place.

“Last one, baby boy-..” Gerard murmured “You’ve been such a good boy, do you think you deserve your reward?”

“Yes Sir, So good Sir-..” Frank whimpered, his cock streaming pre-cum over the woodwork “..-Thank you Sir, feels so good Sir”

“That’s my boy” Gerard hummed “Tell me Frankie, what would you like me to do to you?”

“A-Anything Sir-..” Frank squeezed his eyes shut as the pads of Gerard’s fingers began to rub at the outside rim of his ass “..-Please just-.. Uhh-.. Fuck, fill me up-.. P-Please.. God, I need it-..”

“So needy-..” Gerard teased, pulling his hand back without warning - the lack of contact making Frank whine until he was met with his fifth and final spanking, sharp and hot - enough to make him cry out “F-Fuck yeah!..” as Gerard smirked, rather pleased with his punishment.

Frank barely had time to collect himself before Gerard sank two fingers inside him all the way down to the knuckles. Frank pushed back on the intrusion as best as he could with Gerard’s hand pressed against the small of his back, Gerard’s fingers were longer than his own - could reach deeper than his own, especially at this angle. His entire body trembled as Gerard brushed against his prostate, stimulating the bundle of nerves and making Frank cry out wantonly “O-Oh fuck-.. do it again-.. there, there, there!”

“Oh?” Gerard teased, moving away until Frank whimpered an objection - wasting no time in forcing three fingers inside without warning, slamming roughly into his sweet spot “There it is-.. that’s it baby, feels good huh? Give you a nice little massage for being a good boy-..”

Frank was babbling incoherences, his eyes rolling back into his skull as he pushed back on Gerard’s fingers, his cock straining against the desk - rubbing between the woodwork and his stomach. A string of expletives and “Oh yeah, fuck Sir-.. so good!” came rushing out between the moans and gasps, it was like music to Gerard’s ears witnessing the school rebel come undone so deliciously, bent over his desk for the world to see.

He rubbed away furiously at his prostate, angling his fingers in such a way that they couldn’t get any deeper even if he tried. Frank was lost by now, rubbing himself off against the wood and riding on Gerard’s three fingers - his thighs were trembling, a sure sign that he was getting close to his climax. His once styled punk hairdo was plastered with sweat against his forehead, the strands irritating his eyes but he couldn’t bring himself to sweep it out of the way - too focused on the assault of his teachers skilled fingers and the way his cock was throbbing like he was about to give out at any second.

“..’m so close Sir..” Frank warned breathlessly, his hips growing clumsy “..Oh Fuck I’m-..What?!”

Gerard smirked as he pulled his fingers free, leaving the boy helplessly on the edge of madness. Frank swayed as he pushed himself to his feet, confronting his teacher with a pitiful croak “Are you fucking serious right now?!”

“You forget that you’re in detention, Mr Iero” Gerard drawled, raising an eyebrow “You’re here to make it up to me, not act like a whiny little bitch because you didn’t get to come yet”

Frank held on to the ‘yet’ - biting his tongue with a sharp nod, allowing Gerard to push on his shoulders and easily falling to his knees at the older man’s feet. He wasn’t too disappointed with his orgasm delay, not now he knew Gerard wasn’t going to send him on his merry way with a painful erection and a head full of dirty thoughts. He was eager to please, show his English teacher exactly where his talents lay - he wasted no time in unfastening his belt buckle, tugging his slacks down to his thighs and letting his underwear follow - eyes bugging out at the sheer size of the man, he shot him an impressed smirk.

Frank wasn’t shy about the fact that he knew how to suck dick, in fact he prided himself on the knowledge that he did it well - it was the one thing he was confident about and getting the chance to show his skills off to his teacher crush was just the icing on the cake. He wasted no time in getting familiarised with Gerard’s taste, swirling his tongue around the bulbous head and dipping into his slit thirstily - a moan escaping the back of his throat as his lips and tongue got coated with pre-cum. Gerard was enjoying the attention, swept his fingers through Frank’s hair and pushed it back, holding his grip at the back of his head as the younger boy started to inch down his length, pushing it further and further to the back of his throat with a perfect absence of a gag-reflex.

“Mm.. you’re good at that-..” Gerard groaned lowly, biting his lip as he watched the way Frank’s eyes began to water, the saliva seeping from the corners of his mouth as he stretched his lips around his thick length “..-Fuck, wish you could see yourself like this-.. you look like a fucking porno”

Frank relaxed his jaw, let his body go lax and winked up at Gerard in challenge, tapping the back of his thigh and wordlessly giving him permission to get himself off, use Frank’s mouth for his own will - and Gerard couldn’t deny he wanted to cum from the sheer thought of Frank giving up all control to him. He tested his hips, rocking them gently at a slow pace to get used to the movement - Frank’s eyes were watering but he made no move to stop him, instead fixing him with an intense stare that said “Fucking do it” It was all the teacher needed to snap his hips sharply, thrusting deep until he thudded against the back of Frank’s throat - triggering a mutual moan that vibrated through them both.

He repeated his movements, building up speed - the sensation of Frank’s tongue against his underside bringing him closer to his climax. The younger boy took it all without a fuss, moaning and whimpering around his mouthful, the veins in his neck protruding from the tension. He looked wrecked, beautifully ruined from having his face fucked so roughly and he loved every second of it, from the heavy weight on his tongue to the burn in his face and the blissed out look on his teachers face as his hips began to stutter, grunting out a half-hearted warning before he spilled over and painted Frank’s mouth and throat silvery white.

Frank sucked him dry, used his tongue to clean from base to tip - hollowing out his cheeks and sucking thirstily until the over-sensitivity took over and Gerard was whimpering as he shoved himself back into his clothes. Frank waited patiently, cheeks flushed and lips glistening as he remained on his knees while Gerard planted himself back into his chair, breathing heavily as his eyes raked over the obedient boy, the perfect sub.

“Come here” Gerard whispered hoarsely.

Frank wasted no time in rushing to his feet, closing the small gap and allowing Gerard to pull him into his lap - straddling his teacher with his arms draped over his shoulders awaiting instruction.

“You’re so good for me-..” Gerard praised, nipping at Frank’s lower lip before pressing his mouth messily against his own, tasting his release on Frank’s tongue “..-So obedient, such a good boy..” He only broke the kiss momentarily for short praises, blindly reaching down between them and sliding his fist around Frank’s swollen cock, pulling a gasp from the younger man who’s grip tightened on the back of Gerard’s shirt.

He wasted no time in bringing Frank to his big finish, flicking and twisting his wrist in all the right ways that had the younger boy moaning and whimpering his name, their kiss broken now and both of them looking down at Gerard’s furious hand, Frank’s forehead pressed against his shoulder as he watched his own pre-cum coat his teachers hand, sparkling against his pale skin.

“Sir-..” Frank warned breathlessly, his fingertips bunching into his shirt “..Sir, I’m-..”

Frank quivered and shook his way through his eventual orgasm, a punched-out moan resonating against Gerard’s ear so alive he could feel the vibrations through his very core. For a few moments the room was silent but filled with a thick charge of energy, hot and heavy as the boy came down from his high - pressed tiredly against Gerard’s shoulder, sweat making his shirt cling to his back messily. Gerard wordlessly reached into his desk drawer to find something to clean them both up with, wiping the residue from his fist before helping Frank back into his uniform - the younger boy oddly quiet considering he’d been clowning around not two hours before.

“Well, it seems I’ve finally found a way to shut you up” Gerard teased, disposing of the evidence

Frank blushed before bringing back his trademark smirk “Feel free to shut me up any time you want, Sir - You do it so well”

The school was empty by now and the sky was beginning to dull down outside - Frank slung his school bag over his shoulder and hesitated at the door, pausing entirely when his name slipped from Gerard’s lips again.

“Oh, Frank?” He hummed, flicking through paperwork on his desk “I suggest you find a way to behave yourself in my class if you want a repeat of that any time soon”

“Yes Sir” Frank grinned, heading out of the room now his detention was over.

He tried, he really did and Gerard was surprised that the younger man managed to keep himself out of trouble for the next few weeks - somehow transforming from class clown to teachers pet overnight. The rewards were the perfect incentive, locked up in his teachers class room for after school tutoring and extra credit it was hard to believe that Frank Iero was once the rebel of Belleville High.

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Falling in love at a coffee shop

If you were a taste you would be bittersweet. If you were a colour you would be black that fades into blue. And if you were a sound…you would be that rusty piano at my grandmas attic. Bit of tune but that’s what makes it sounds so good. Every little imperfection is what makes you so perfect.

A place that is long gone. From outside just an old building with a fading coffee mug on doors. I would never guess this was a shop. But that day…It was freezing to death outside and I just missed my bus home. And to my luck, next one was about 2 hours away. I hated that part of town. It was a really old one that was half way demolished. Construction fences everywhere and big sighs reminding you to be careful. They planned to build the biggest shopping center in the country here. I guess nobody cares for history these days. Those houses must have been gorgeous back in a day. And now? Just brick that were in everyone’s way.

In that kind of weather my only saving option was walking around. Because if you move you don’t freeze, right? I hate snow…I hate winter in general. In my head I was cursing my boss that made me stay 5 minutes longer and miss the buss. That fucker was in for a treat tomorrow. As the darkness slowly set down, street lamps lit up. And with them one window at the end of the street. With nothing better at my hands I walked to it. It was really surprising when I finally got to it.

Squirrel den Coffee shop. It was so faded I could barely read the sign. I had no idea if it was still open for business or not but going in was always better than standing in this cold. To my surprise it was open. As I walked inside a wave of warm air hit me. If I had glasses on I wouldn’t be able to see a thing for sure. It was a magical place. First thing you noticed was quite intoxicating but still sweet smell of fresh coffee. The warm yellow light made the place look small but non the less cozy. You could see light chains everywhere. Knitted blankets and pillows that seemed hand made. Only 4 or 5 tables with small candles on top of them and something that looked like a tree decoration covered in fake snow.

,,Hello.” Happy voice came from my right side. ,,Welcome at Squirrel’s. Can I help you?” it was a waiter with a kind smile on his face. I must have looked horrendous. Standing still half way in. Doors wide open. Just staring in front of me. I felt the blood rush into my cheeks. But it wasn’t from the warm air. It was cringe creeping inside to haunt me for the rest of my pointless life.

,,A coffee would be great.” I finally managed to close the door behind me.

,,Sure.” He giggled a little. ,,Anything else I can get for you?”

,,Just the coffee is fine.” I tried to smile back but I bet it looked forced and weird. Did I left half of my brain outside? What was going on with me?

I sat down near the window and finally took a better look around. In the corner there was a bar where was the waiter, rather skilfully, preparing my hot beverage. On the wall behind him was a huge cabinet with mugs of all sizes, colours and definitely different age. To tell the truth, everything here looked kind of old. Or rather…aged. Like this place froze in time long time ago and everything slept in place up until now. And then my eyes felt on the big gramophone standing at the bar desk. It was majestic and shiny. Just like those from the movies. Only then did I realise it was actually playing a soft tune that lightly echoed through the shop.

,,Here you go.” I got my steaming cup right in front of me. ,,Aaand, as a small gift from the shop, a homemade chocolate cake.” He smiled again and placed the quite big piece of cake next to my coffee.

,,Oh no…I shouldn´t…” I felt quite of awkward. Was this really something they do? It looked like a really expensive piece of cake to just give out to one cup of coffee.

,,It is really all right. There are not many people these days anyway. And it would be a shame to throw it all out. If anything, you are saving it.” And there was his smile again. What was this man anyway?

Not that tall, maybe 5cm taller than me. Not skinny or fat but he wasn’t a sport figure eighter. And that oddly red-ish hair… it kind of blend in with his freckles. Do boys even have freckles? I have never really noticed that before. But somehow they fit him. Especially in this light, they weren’t something that would put you off…it just…kind of made him glow. Just like his eyes. Did I mention his eyes yet? In my life I have seen many green eyes. But this was a new level of green. He was surely wearing contacts, he had to! Nobody can have eyes as green as leaves hovering on trees. That’s just…not a colour human eye can have. Or is it?

I took a sip of my hot drink and melted on spot. It was surely one of the best coffees I ever had. And just to note, I am a giant coffee drinker. Then I tried a bit of that chocolate cake… and died. Is this heaven? What is this place? Having out of world coffee is one thing. But out of world cake too?! I immediately took another bite.

,,I take that you liked the cake?” a small laugh pulled me back into reality.

,,Is it that obvious?” I felt kind of exposed. Did my face gave that much away?

,,You moamed like 5 times just from those two bites.” He stated. I could feel another wave of blood rushing into my cheeks.

,,Uhm…y-yeah…It is really delicious.” To avoid further awkwardness I drank the coffee instead.

,,Auntie gonna be happy. She always love to bake that one.”

,,So this is like a family thing?” I gestured around me. 

,,Oh no. She isn’t actually my aunt. I just call her that. The owner of this place is an elderly woman that lives upstairs.” He looked at his wrist watches. ,,And she should be in the middle of some Rosamunde Pilcher story by now.” That made me laugh a little.

,,You know her pretty well.” I pointed out.

,,Of course I do. If it wasn’t for you I would be sitting there watching with her.” Now that made me burst into laughter right away.

,,Oh I am sorry for holding you back. I should finish really fast and go then.”

,,It is fine. I like being down with customers as well. Not that we have any these days.” He vent behind the counter and started to prepare another cup of coffee.

,,Is it that bad?” I asked.

,,We were never drowning in customers. And its not like many people even knew about this place. But those who lived on this street loved it. It was enough to keep the shop going. But then the developers came and demolished everything. People moved out and we ended up empty for most days.” Hearing such thing was heart breaking. This sure was a great place. ,,Can I?” he came up to my table with his own cup.

,,Go ahead.” I smiled. The next thing you know we ended up talking the whole time. I even got to eat another piece of that gorgeous cake. I missed the next bus as well and if it wasn’t for the old lady coming downstairs I would totally missed the last one as well.

Next day I wasn’t rushing to the bus stop at all. To tell the truth I was quite excited for the coffee shop. Or was it for the boy in it? I had to shush my brain right away. The last thing I wanted was a crush on some ginger boy. And it is not like I know him or anything. We just had a nice evening and that’s all. But one evening turned into two, then three…and then I didn’t even realise it. It was my everyday stop on way home. My visits were always the same. A cup of coffee and a piece of chocolate cake. We had to cut it down to just one piece because my trousers would soon start to protest. There wasn’t much to do in the shop. So we just talked. I was rambling about my day and that stupid boss of mine. I don’t know if he found my bitching annoying but he never complained. So take that as a no. then he said a bit about his day. How he helped the old owner around the house a bit. Did some groceries and stuff for her. Poor thing didn’t have any family left. She never married so the shop was her last remaining thing. Sometimes she even joined us for a small talk. Or we joined her for some Rosamunde Pilcher night. Those nights were extra interesting. I was sitting maybe a little too close to that gigly ginger boy. Who, for some reason, turned more and more cute with every kissing scene in the TV. Time sped there was always like a dream. Warm and cozy.

But one day, I came and there were no lights in the window. I even tried to open the doors but it was locked. I had no idea what happened. This went on for next two days and my heart began to break bit by bit. I was so stupid for not taking that boys phone number. I could have easily just call right now and everything would be ok. But I was always so caught up in a moment and never thought about such thing.

Finally after some time I saw a light in the window. I rushed inside and saw everything covered in foils and tons of boxes everywhere.

,,W-What happened?” I searched for those green eyes hoping for some kind of reassuring answer.

,,We are closing.” He couldn’t even met my gaze. ,,Auntie is in the hospital. Her breathing got worse. And even after that she won’t come back. The old walls are no good for her anymore.” I felt such a sadness hovering above me. So this is it? This is how my dream ends? ,,I am sorry for not telling you. But I only realised the other day I don’t have any kind of contact on you.” He kept going around packing last things.

,,I really loved it here.” It was a pointless comment. Of course I did! Who wouldn’t?!

,,Me too.” He agreed and smiled a little. ,,But rather than the place I am gonna miss the memories…And you.” He added at last. It caught me of guard in a way. I would never expect such a thing from him.

,,It is not like we cant meet outside this place.” I tried to lighten up the mood. For some reason the air around us was thick and heavy. Was this supposed to be some sort of a goodbye?

,,True. But like…I kind of thought of this place as ours…like…there were just us…no one knew about it anyway…so it was like…our little secret.” He ran hand through his hair and sigh. ,,I am probably just babbling at this point. Sorry.” Not knowing better I would even thought he was blushing a bit. I came closer and put my hand on top of his, resting on a box.

,,We can still make new memories…if we want to that is. Sure, other places may not be as flashy as this one. But I bet there are many where we could enjoy ourselves.” As soon as those words left my mouth I wanted to punch my brain. Oh my god that sounded horrible.

,,Ourselves you say?” he went on full laughter.

,,Aaah…it came out all wrong! I didn’t mean it in that way!” I covered my face with hands and tried to get through that wave of embarrassment.

,,Hey. It is fine.” He tied to put my hands down. ,,I wouldn’t mind that way of enjoyment eighter.” We ended up staring at each other. I didn’t know what to say. Or should I say something? It was hard. And even he looked as puzzled as I was. ,,You know.” He started after a while. ,,I was thinking about this a lot. Well…about you specifically. That you are a really great person. Whether it is from the outside or from the inside. Somehow I feel different around you. Every day I can’t stand the waiting until you come. And even when you are here…it’s still not enough. I am always coming up with different ways in my head how to tell you…How to tell you what I feel…but it’s always eighter dumb or not enough.” Now he was fully red. Even his ears had a slight shade of pink. Man was he cute. I kind of wanted to squish him.

,,You don’t have to say anything if you don’t know how. You can just show it.” I smiled at him and made a tiny step closer. I guess it gave him a little bit of courage and he cupped my face. Not to mention his hands shaked a little. But who am I to judge? My whole body was a jelly. Heart about to explode and I still wasn’t sure if he meant what I thought he meant. My mind raced thousand miles an hour. And then came the silence.

He connected our lips and everything just stopped. All the doubts, fears, even my body felt a little more solid now. I couldn’t help and just put my hand in his hair. It was so smooth, like a silk. I can’t say I never imagined this moment before. But it was like nothing I could ever come up with. When we parted it was obvious both of us have to catch up on some breathing. But it was sweet. We laughed at each other’s eagerness.

,,That went ay better than I imagined.” He said at last.

,,Did it?” I laughed.

,,W-will you date me?” the question was so quiet, for a moment I thought it was in my head.

,,Of course I will.” And I kissed him again.

THE END

#coffee #coffeshop #love #fluff #romance #gay #straight #winter #chocolate

[riverofmemoriesft]

. Obsessive Impulsive . 2

Full Summary: “‘I’ve been trying to find you alone for weeks, but you’ve been avoiding me.’  He clicked his tongue, as if scolding her.  'I tried approaching, but you always had someone with you to give me nasty words and looks.  They turned you against me, Miss Levy.’"

Pairings: Gajeel x Levy

Warnings: I strode for a darker fic again.  This is not for sensitive readers.  Violence, stalking, etc.  

Author’s Note: This is a very, very twisted gift for Bubbles, who has not been allowed to so much as read a single chapter.  This will update every other day.  

The job wasn't a hard one. It was quite easily, actually. Levy didn't have to do anything. Gajeel dealt with the monster he'd agreed to rid the town of and Levy hung back, occasionally providing shields so that he didn't come out of the fight too damaged. Lily simple sat at her feet, watching and making bets with her on how soon it would end.

In celebration, they were invited to a party thrown by the town. Gajeel was entirely against going, but Levy coaxed him into it. "We can't be rude," she told him. "Besides, it's in your honor."

"Ours, actually," Lily corrected with an amused purr. "We didn't do much, but they don't know that."

"Ugh," Gajeel grumbled. "Fine. But only if you give me iron."

"Deal."

That evening found Levy wandering out of the hotel they'd stayed in with Lily in her arms and Gajeel at her side. He looked crabby, but she hadn't missed the glint in his eye when she'd stepped out of her room with a short midnight blue dress on. The hem brushed her thighs, the straps keeping it up. Ruffles around the chest helped disguise her lacking chest and she had strapped sandals to her feet.

Gajeel had simply gone in his normal clothes. But he was going, so Levy didn't protest.

When they reached the town square, they were greeted by the cheering and applause of a couple hundred people. The mayor of the town stepped forward with a cheerful look in his eyes. "We thank you from the bottom of our hearts for the service you have done our town," he said honestly, bowing his head. More applause followed his words.

Gajeel grunted. Levy smiled sweetly and said, "It was no problem, we're glad that we were able to help."

The party began after that. Levy stuck close to her friends. Gajeel kept an eye on the short blue-haired women - particularly when one nosey man came sidling into a seat beside her with a chirped, "Hello!"

He was a good looking man, she admitted. Nowhere near Gajeel's height, but most certainly taller than her with toned skin and honey-brown hair. He wasn't muscular like Gajeel, either, but supported a pair of sparkling green eyes that drew her in. But they weren't quite s intense as Gajeel's sharp gaze -and she really, really needed to stop comparing him to Gajeel! She smiled hesitantly at him. "Hi," she greeted hesitantly.

"You're Levy McGarden, right?" he asked. She nodded, scooping Lily into her lap. The Exceed gave the man a hard look, but said nothing. "It's an honor to meet you, Miss McGarden. You're really well-known in the magic community. The Council hires you for translation work a lot, don't they?"

Levy was delighted. "Yes. I'm usually hired because I'm fluent in several ancient languages that very few are able to learn."

"That's impressive," he praised. "I'm jealous. I can't even learn a second language."

"It's hard, but after you learn one more, it becomes easier," Levy said sympathetically, running her hand over Lily's head. "I'll be participating in the Games this year, if you're interested. Gajeel and I were both asked to. Oh!" She suddenly gestured to the grouchy man nearby. "That's Gajeel Redfox, Fairy Tail's iron dragon slayer and one of my closest friends. And in my lap is Pantherlily."

"Hello," the man greeted Lily, inclining his head to Gajeel, who gave him a nasty glare. His attention turned back onto Levy, his broad smile friendly. "Forgive me, I didn't introduce myself. My name is Elroy."

"It's nice to meet you, Elroy," she said earnestly. "But if you'll excuse me, I think I'm going to take Gajeel over to have some food. Dragon slayers eat a lot, you see, and I'm sure he'll be wanting food. But he's not the best with other human beings, so…" She stood, arms around Lily as she gave Elroy a kind look. "Excuse us!"

She slid over to where Gajeel was standing, standing close beside him, and he patted her roughly on the head. "You good, shorty?"

Levy glanced over her shoulder at Elroy, who looked sort of annoyed. "Yes. I was just...I think he was flirting, or planning on it, and I wasn't in the mood for dealing with it. That's all." She gave her friend a huge smile.

"He was too friendly," Lily sighed, looking amused when Gajeel's gaze softened a fraction.

Gajeel ruffled her hair again. "I'll chase him off if ya want."

"Thank you." Levy giggled and then wandered off to go and eat. Gajeel followed behind her for a few minutes to see if Elroy would come around again. When he didn't, he left Levy alone with Lily, entrusting her to his cat so that he could hunt down some silverware.

Levy was nibbling on a piece of cake when Elroy came up again, this time hesitant. "Miss Levy," he began. "I was wondering if perhaps you'd be interested in having lunch with me tomorrow?"

Levy chewed on her lip, unsurprised with the question. She'd known he was trying to gain her attention, to see if she'd be interested in him. With a look over her shoulder, looking pleadingly for Gajeel but finding him nowhere in sight, she sighed. "I'm sorry, we're leaving at ten or so."

"Oh." He paused. Lily flicked his tail impatiently, eyeing him. "How about breakfast then?" Elroy suggested.

Levy struggled to come up with a reason to say no before finally giving in. "Sure," she reluctantly said, not wanting to be rude. It wasn't like they weren't leaving afterwards. Besides, who knew? It could be fun. Even if he wasn't particularly someone she wanted to date, she could make a friend out of this… Suddenly, she beamed. "Would you mind if my friends came? They'll want food, too. But we're going to need to be ready to head for the train."

"That's fine," Elroy said with hesitance. He clearly didn't like the idea much, but Levy doubted he could think of a reason to deny it.

"Oi. Shrimp." An elbow landed on her head, and she grimaced. "This fucker buggin' ya?"

"No," she said hastily. "Gajeel, this is Elroy. I told you about him. And stop being rude."

Gajeel gave the man a long look, curling a lip a little before grunting, "I remember."

"Elroy, this is Gajeel Redfox," Levy continued. "Gajeel, Elroy invited us to breakfast tomorrow. You and Lily can eat at the same place while we do, and then we'll head to the train station." She gave him a pointed look when he scowled down at her. Understanding flickered through his eyes. He turned his attention back on Elroy and then smirked.

"S'rude to ask other people's girlfriends on dates, stupid," Gajeel grunted. Levy's mouth fell open with shock. Lily stifled his laughter. Gajeel pretended not to notice, instead giving Elroy a suspicious look as Elroy took on a fish-like look. He looked stunned.

"You're...you have a boyfriend?" he asked faintly, looking to Levy like he didn't believe it. But Levy was busy staring open-mouthed at Gajeel, who made a small "What?" gesture. Lily continued to laugh at them.

"I...yes?" Levy turned back to Elroy, puzzled. "I guess I do now…" she added under her breath so that Erloy couldn't hear. Gajeel leaned lightly on her and she winced, her knees nearly buckling beneath his weight. "Gajeel, get off!"

"Nah." He gave her a smirk, his crimson gaze flickering with amusement.

She puffed her cheeks in annoyance and turned back to Elroy, saying gently, "I'm sorry if I led you on or anything-"

"No, no," he said, cheeks flushed. "It's fine. I know which hotel you're at, so I'll pick you three up there. Uh… Excuse me." He quickly left and Levy frowned, guilty.

"I feel bad," she sighed. "He was so nice…"

"Those people can become a problem if you don't deal with 'em right," Gajeel huffed, nudging her forward. "C'mon, Shrimp. I saw a fork that looked tasty…"

The party went by quickly after that - thank the heavens. Levy was exhausted from all of the friendly people that came up to them. There turned out to be quite a few that recognized Gajeel from the Grand Magic Games of the previous year and several were curious about Levy, asking for information on what kind of magic she did and what work she did for the Council.

All in all, Levy enjoyed herself, but when the next day came around, she was relieved to be heading home. But first…

"Hello, Elroy," Levy said pleasantly when they found him waiting outside of the hotel, dressed neatly in a nice shirt and pants. He offered a large smile, green eyes shining. "Good to see you up early and bright."

"Fuck the morning," Gajeel said grouchily, blinking blearily before promptly flipping off the rising sun. Levy turned scarlet in embarrassment, burying her face in a hand. Lily laughed, amused.

"I'm so, so sorry about him," she said to Elroy apologetically.

"Don't worry about it," he reassured. "It gives me more of a reason to prove that I'm the one for you."

They stared. "Excuse me?" Levy said after a long moment. Gajeel put an elbow on her head as if to try and discourage him, but Elroy had taken on a huge smile as he explained.

"No offense, Miss Levy, but I don't think Mr. Redfox is good enough for you," he said. Gajeel's gaze darkened with fury at his comment and the murderous look on his face had Levy grabbing his wrist and tugging his arm off of her, squeezing his hand warningly. Using magic against a non-user was a one-way ticket to jail. And she didn't want to see him there for stupid reasons.

Giving him an icy smile, Levy said firmly, "That's not for you to decide, Elroy. Thank you for your consideration, and your offer for breakfast, but we decided to take an earlier train, so if you'll excuse us…" She promptly turned and pushed Gajeel.

He reluctantly started forward, his entire body stiff. Levy found herself honestly concerned he was going to turn and deck the man. "Gajeel," she warned when he seemed to pause. "Gajeel, no."

"Gajeel," Lily rumbled in agreement, his eyes wide when Gajeel suddenly turned on his heel and started back for the man. Levy tightened her grip on Gajeel's wrist, tugging at him, but he didn't seem to notice.

Gajeel shook free of Levy's grip and grabbed Elroy by the front of his shirt, yanking him in a way that made his head snap back. Bristling, teeth bared in Elroy's face, he snarled, "Listen here, asshole. I may not be good enough for Levy, but it sure as hell doesn't mean you are." He shoved him back hard enough that Elroy tipped backwards, grunting as he hit the ground.

Levy sputtered, uncertain of how to react to any of this. "Gajeel!" she wailed, flustered. She grabbed his wrist again and this time, Gajeel let her tug him away without hesitation. She buried her face in her free hand as she dragged him down the street, Lily choosing to fly beside them.

"I can't believe you," Levy huffed. "Why would you do that?"

"He was being a bastard."

"That's not an excuse," she retorted, giving him a glare. Her hazel eyes flashed when he didn't look the least bit bothered by what he'd done. She released him and glared at him nastily before stalking forward. He kept up with her, easily lengthening his stride and only upsetting her further.

"Levy," he huffed. "People like that need to be spoken bluntly to. If you don't be careful, it'll turn around and bite you in the ass."

"You didn't have to be rude about it," she retorted.

"Yeah, I kind of did." He reached out and grabbed her shoulder, spinning her around to face him. Wearing a serious expression, he told her, "Shrimp, you knew the guy for less than five minutes and he was already decidin' that he knows what you want. Ya gotta keep those kinda people under control - are you crying?"

"You made her cry, Gajeel," Lily mused drily.

"Shut up," he snapped, suddenly flustered uncertain of what to do. "Oi! Stop cryin'!"

"I can't help it," she whined. "It's an immediate reaction, okay?"

Not.

It more so hurt that he didn't think himself worth her time.

#fairy tail #fanfiction #obsessive impulsive #riverofmemoriesft #gajevy #gajeel x levy #gajeel redfox #levy mcgarden #pantherlily

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confirmed married couple behaviour idk

#they're so silly #i bet they are reading the comments and giggling like stupid fuckers they are #joker out #nace jordan #jan peteh #jance #janace