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jubiilee13 · 6 months

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JOSH HUTCHERSON. I do badly wanna make a request for Josh from the forger but I must show restraint

Anyways Mike asking you to officially be his gf?

JOSH HUTCHERSON JOSH HUTCHERSON AOQWEIIOWEIOOIAWEFIOFWAEWGAGEHRGAHREW

my husband

anyways here u go pooksters

warnings: female pronouns, fluff, reader has a nightmare, smooching just a lil

I didn’t check spelling on this so if it’s horrible I’m so sorry 😭

mikes job was not an easy one.

neither was managing a younger sister.

but thats where you came in.

you and mike had known one another since high school, though you two hadn’t been the closest pair at the time. gentle smiles in the halls and small hellos were about all that went on in your mind.

but not for sweet old mike.

he adored you, every second he got to be in your presence was like heaven.

looking back on it he wasn't sure how you hadn't noticed his longing stares, the blush coating his cheeks, the way he fumbled over his words.

he was in love with you, that was clear to everyone but you.

so when the end of high school rolled around, the two of you fell out of touch.

he was sad, yes, but he had abby to worry about, and some cute girl couldn't get in his way.

so for the next few years nothing happened between the two of you, and he just assumed you had moved away to some far away place. eventually the amount thoughts of you in his mind began to dwindle down, until you only crossed his mind at most 2 times a year.

that was until a few months ago that is...

long story short mike had posted a few flyers about needing a baby sitter for abby, and low and behold someone sent him a message and sweetly said they'd love to meet up with him over coffee to discuss more details.

so thats exactly what happened, mike put on his most formal clothes (which wasnt really much) and began his journey to the coffee shop. He anxiously wiped his sweaty palms on his pants, silently cursing himself for his nervous habits. before he knew it the coffee shop was just ahead, and as he stepped inside it was like his heart stopped beating.

it was you.

He tried to hide his smile but you could read that man like an open book.

The two of you talked for several hours, about the job, about life, about everything.

you could've kept going even, if it werent for mike having to pick up abby from school.

so you bid your farewells and mike informed you that you could start watching abby the following day.

as mike worked each night, you stayed with abby, doing everything with her, and she loved it.

every day she would gush to mike about you, talking about the adventures and fun times the two of you had shared.

mike listened every time as well, and every time he did so he couldnt help but note how his feelings for you began to return.

after all, you were so sweet, so gentle, so... loving.

how could he help it?

every morning after his shift he would come home to find leftovers on the counter, alongside a small handwritten note from you, each time saying something ever so sweet.

on top of that he would also find you dozing on the couch, and every time he saw you sleeping so peacefully he would just admire you for a few moments, always opting to cover you with his jacket or a blanket before he sent himself off to bed as well.

so that brings us to tonight.

mike walks through the door with a yawn, rubbing his eyes sleepily as he places his vest on the coat rack, dragging himself into the kitchen as he picks up your sweet note.

"abby insisted on pizza and spaghetti tonight so take your pick sugar, i hope work was well, i hope you dont mind but i forgot a change of clothes tonight and abby grabbed a pair of your boxers and an old sweatshirt of yours, i just threw it on for tonight, i promise ill get it back to you clean asap! lots of love, - y/n" the note read.

mike cant help but chuckle at your rambling, and he picks up the plate full of pizza and he reaches out to open the microwave but stops in his tracks when he hears something.

something so faint he wasnt even sure he had really heard it.

then it happened again, louder now and mikes blood ran cold.

it was you, your cries.

mike rushes into the living room, and his body visibly relaxes when he finds you still deep in slumber on the couch.

a small frown falls on his face when he notices you squirming, a distressed look across your sleeping features as a few frantic words escape your mouth in slumber.

"no! mike- mike please- dont- i need you mike please" you murmured, so softly that mike was sure he was hallucinating.

still he approached your sleeping figure, his rough hands gently making their way to your shoulders.

“hey hey hey” he whispered as he gently shook you, concern in his eyes.

yet you didn’t budge, body trembling beneath him as small whines escape you, even some small tears slipping past your closed eyes.

he shook you harder now, and he lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding when you shoot upright, but his relief quickly fades as a quiet sob escapes your lips.

your teary e/c eyes scan over him, almost checking to see if it’s really him.

once your brain finally decides to accept the fact that he’s really in front of you, you fling yourself towards him, more sobs escaping your lips “oh mikey” you cry out.

mike immediately wraps his arms around your torso, one hand moving up to comb through your hair.

“woah woah woah I’m right here pretty girl, I’m here, I’m here” he coos into your ear, holding your trembling frame.

the two of you stayed like that until your sobs turned into small sniffles, your head resting on his shoulder as you took in his scent.

“m’sorry…” you mumble into the crook of his neck

“it’s ok don’t apologise silly, do you wanna talk about it?” he quietly asks you, and you nod.

“I- you died mikey… in my dream… you- you were gone! I- I was so scared… I can’t lose you” you say between hiccups, and he hopes you can’t tell how your words make his heart race.

“im not leaving anytime soon pretty girl, can i tell you a secret y/n?” he asks as he brushes a hair behind your ear.

he chuckles when you nod and cuddle further into him, his face flushing ever so slightly, not that you could notice in the dim light of the room anyways.

“ive been in love with you since freshman year” he murmurs, and with those words your body grows stiff and you sight upright.

“y-you have?” your shaky voice asks

he nods, his orbs locking onto your own, and he goes to speak, his nerves getting the best of him, but before he can you cut him off.

with a kiss.

you had kissed mike.

mike just kissed the love of his life.

the kiss was sweet, gentle, and it seemingly lasted forever.

the two of you eventually pulled away for air, chests heaving as you both gasp gently for air.

you both go to speak at the same time

“I love you so much-“

“I’m so in love with you”

you both gasp at the others words, and you can’t help but giggle.

“so does this mean..?” you question, as you absentmindedly cuddle closer into him

“mean what? that you’re my girlfriend?” he asks gently

“if you want me to be” you say with a smile, awaiting his next words

“well how can I say no to a smile like that?”

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this is prob really bad I haven’t written in forever but I’m lowkey kinda proud of it for rn, I hope you enjoy!

#gaytoadwithapopsicle <3 #request #mike schimdt x reader #mike schmidt #josh hutcherson #josh hutcherson x reader #michael afton #michael afton x reader

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soggyriceee · 7 months

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HELLO SOGGY I HOPE THAT ARE YOU WELL AND DOING GOOD, I WISH YOU THE BEST 💗💗💗

ALSO I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH, YOURE ONE OF MY TOP TUMBLR WRITERS!!!

I'd love to request a fic with John "Soap" Mactavish, if you are okay with writing him. If not, you can 7se whatever character you think will fit to this!

And my idea is:

Soap finally got his days off the work, so reader wanted to make him a welcome home suprise. He came home very tired, to eat his favourite food that she made him for dinner, and go to sleep with reader. But reader bought a new pajama. A sexy pajama, that instantly turned him on.

Anddd we all know where it goes hehe.

I would really love if this was a soft, gentle smut. They're very happy to finally touching themselves again c:

- 🦝 (That's me :D)

missed you | John "Soap"

yess, guys plzz request more of the other MW2 men I write for all of themmm~ (not edited)

warnings: oral(f!receiving), soft dom Soap, fingering, praise, missionary, cowgirl, breeding kink but like..cutely??? just really romantic, lovey dovey seggs, listener and Soap orgasm twice

you knew what you were doing. wearing the lace pink, see-through lingerie dress, with a light pink matching set. what you loved the most about it, was that flowers were decorated all over. you had white ribbons on the side of your underwear, a light pink flower in the center. your bra had tiny 'John' chain in the center, the cups a lacy pink. it was beautiful.

but of course, you hadn't put it on until you got out the shower. you wanted to have a romantic night with him. you hadn't seen him in 7 months, he was off in Chicago for another mission he had given you little information about. he hated you knowing how many people he'd have to kill.

"dinner was delicious my love." he smiled, kissing your palm, looking into you eyes. your cheeks couldn't help but turn pink, giggling as he pulled away. you had cooked his favorite meal for dinner, wanting to make sure the night was entirely perfect for him. you both missed each other so much, you couldnt help but spend the whole day perfecting your house. and he couldnt help but bring you far too many gifts from Chicago consisting of clothes, food and random items he found in gift shops or stores.

" go shower, I'm gonna clean up before we get too comfortable in the bed." you smiled, standing from the table. "I can help you baby, dont be silly." he chuckled, grabbing his own plate before you could. but no. as much as you loved cleaning with him, you needed a reason to shower and put on the lingerie. " please, I dont want us both to stay up late. for tonight let me clean for you, you go rest and relax. you had a long mission." you said, taking his plate.

thankfully that excuse was good enough. he agreed and went to shower, quietly sad you didnt want to shower with him. aside from the sexual factor of showering together, he truly did just want to have an intimate, romantic moment with you after the romantic dinner you set up for him. but he knew you were a stubborn woman and he wasn’t going to argue with you.

stepping out the shower, you grabbed the towel he had laid out for you, drying your body. successfully, you were able to sneak in the new set, hiding it in the sink cabinet. of course, it worked. why would he look under there anyways?

you pulled it out, examining the new set with a smile spread across your face. John always loved pink on you. it was the color you wore when you met him. you remember it like it was yesterday. and it always brought a smile to your face when you thought about it when he was away.

it was actually pretty funny. you hated him at first. but he fell in love with you the second he walked into the bakery you used to work at. he came in every day, ordering the same coffee with a croissant. and he’d flirt with you the entire time you’d take his order. you of course, being a college student focusing on nothing but your studies and money, paid him no mind and found him pretty annoying. especially with the constant bragging of his muscles.

“you know, when you get off there’s still this ice cream bar open down the street. i think you’d like it.” he smiled, leaning on the counter completely oblivious to the long line of people forming behind him. with a sarcastic smile, you handed him his receipt. “great i’ll check it out. next.” you responded, looking past him.

but he never gave up obviously. it got to the point even your manager was encouraging you to give him a chance. so, the next time he came in, before he could even say anything, you agreed. “okay. let’s go out.” you said, handing him the croissant you already had beside you.

from then on he’s been completely unable to leave you alone, still making his daily trips to your job to see you. and naturally, as time went on, you became equally obsessed with him. that was three years ago, and a year ago, he officially asked you to move in with him.

of course with that came a lot of alone time. with him being away in the military, which was something he had bragged a lot about during his little flirting moments. “i shoot guns and stuff y’know? lots of super hero activities.” he would joke, wiggling his eyebrows to you, despite the blank stare your give in return.

but with time, you got used to it. not fully. nights were the worst. but it got easier. he called you every chance he could. sent you letters that ,sometimes, never ended up getting to you until even after he got back from wherever he was stationed at.

you snapped back from your little day dream when a small knock came to the bathroom door. “my love.. is everything okay?” he asked, twisting the door knob. quickly, you pressed against the door, holding the knob still. “y-yea just looking on my phone. i’ll be out in a second.”

you began to apply the lotion, rushing so he doesn’t actually walk into the bathroom, spoiling the surprise. you felt a bit rushed, and you were praying you looked as beautiful as you were imagining you would. with the last fix of your hair, you walked out the bathroom and into the connecting bedroom.

on the bed, John laid on his back, pillow over his head. it was a technique he told you he learned in the military that helped him and a few others sleep when away from home. but once you walked closer to him, he removed the pillow, sitting up. and his jaw, literally, dropped. “oh my.. "

as you stood shyly at the door, John slowly made his way over to you, his eyes moving up your body slowly before meeting your eyes. "you look beautiful.." he breathed out, his hands moving to grab your waist. " so beautiful."

as he pressed further against you, his hard on became more and more difficult to ignore. he leaned down, pressing his lips to yours. the kiss wasn't rough, but it wasn't gentle either. it was more so passionate. his fingers gripping your waist, pulling you more into him as if that was even possible, your boobs hurting from the pressure. your hands found his cheeks, cupping them as his tongue slid into your mouth.

he began to back away, keeping you on his body. when his legs his the end of the bed, he fell, back pressing to the mattress. your hands found their way on either side of his head, holding yourself up as the kiss continued.

pulling away, he looked up at you. " you look so beautiful I just.. I wanna worship you.. can I do that?" he asked, his hands moving up and down your body, your smooth skin putting him in a trance like state. when you nodded, he smiled brightly, flipping you over.

your head rested on the cotton pillows, your legs being spread apart and John's head in between your legs before you could even realize. his fingers hooked around the waistband of your lacy underwear, dragging them down slowly. he took in how your bare pussy gleamed for him, his bottom lip tugging between his teeth. oh how he'd dreamed of this moment since he got on that plane back home.

once your underwear got to your ankles, he kept them there, lifting your legs to dip underneath them and allowing them to rest on his shoulders. his hands found your hips, pulling you onto his face. yes he was desperate and he for sure was excited. but he didnt know if it was how long he was gone for this time, or just the fact you looked so beautiful, but he wanted to take his time with you tonight. he wanted to make love with you.

the second he felt the heat from your pussy on his lips, he leaned in, sighing in pleasure as he tasted you for the first time in 7 months. your mouth opened slightly, a short breath leaving your lips as he pulled you clit between his lips. his eyes fluttered shut, head resting on your thigh as he gently, slowly made out with your cunt.

"J-Johnny.." you breathed out, fingers finding his hair. that was his favorite. whether it was to simply massage his head or when he was between your legs, he loved the feeling of your tugging his hair. it was peaceful for him.

his tongue slid in and out your cunt, soft squelching sounds coming from it. your head rested on the pillow, back arching slightly off the bed. his hands gripped around your waist tighter, holding you close to his face. it wasn't like you were going anywhere, but he loved the idea of controlling your body movements.

he opened his eyes, looking up at your arched back and slightly open mouth. "feels good love?" he said into your pussy, circling his tongue right to your clit. you nodded, whimpering at the circular movement. he chuckled, continuing exactly that.

your breathing picked up, head lifting to look down at him. he smiled up at you while pulling your clit into his mouth, sucking right back on it. you hadn't even realized it, but his fingers pressed right at your entrance and slowly, made their way inside you. gasping at the double pleasure, your head fell right back onto the pillow.

"oh fuck Johnny.. too good." you whined, your feet now pressing flat on the bed. he felt you trying to pull away from him, but he was far too drunk off your pussy to give you a break. his fingers slowly moved in a "come here" motion, hitting right at your g spot, his tongue moving in circles around your clit at the same pace.

your stomach turned pleasurably, preparing for the first orgasm you'd be having in months. of course, with Johnny being gone you managed to buy yourself toys to keep you company. not even just for that, but also to try and incorporate them into sex with Johnny. but you only ended up using them for maybe a month or two before realizing it wasn't the same as the real thing. it wasn't the same as Johnny.

" look so beautiful love, so beautiful." he whispered, kissing your clit while his fingers continued to move inside you. your slick ran down to his knuckles, only making him harder. he couldn't help but move his hips against the mattress, trying to relieve some of the pain. but it didnt do much. and it only got worse once your legs began to shake on either side of his head.

it was embarrassingly fast you were going to cum. and you tried to think of a billion other things to help you not cum around his fingers and tongue. but Johnny made that increasingly more difficult. " cum for me baby. show me how much you missed me." he moaned against your pussy, grinding faster onto the mattress.

panting, you raised your head to look down at him. that sight alone made your orgasm take over. "I-im cumming.. oh Johnny~" you cried, your legs shaking fingers gripping onto the sheets. Johnny whimpered beneath you, slurping every last but you had to give him. he held your hips down onto his face, helping you ride out your orgasm.

as your legs began to calm down, he slowed down his tongue movements. "j-johhny please" you choked out, trying to get him off of you. but he wasn't budging. his hands sunk around your thighs, squeezing them gently before tugging you back onto his face further. as he did so, his tongue slid right back into your still throbbing hole, sighing as he tasted the sweetness of your juices on his tongue.

your head pressed back into the pillow, whimpering out as he moved his wet muscle in and out of your hole slowly. "missed the taste of you so much.. gimme one more. can you do that for me love? please." he begged between your thighs, taking his thumb to rub at your sensitive, puffy clit. you gave him a weak yes, gripping onto the sheets firmer, nails digging into your palm simultaneously.

his thumb moved in a faster circle, tongue moving to match that speed. "taste so good. love being between your legs." he moaned, shoving his face deeper into your pussy.

your eyes crossed as you felt his tongue rub right against your spongy g-spot, the feeling of his thumb on your clit adding to the sensation. "i'm s-so close.. " you whimpered, grinding your hips on his face. moaning into your pussy, he looked up at you. keeping eye contact, his thumb rubbed faster against your puffy clit.

he didn't even have to say much before you felt your second orgasm take over your body. "thats it baby.. feel good for me." he cooed, sucking gently over your overstimulated clit. weakly, you shove him away, this time successfully. " sorry.. just missed you so much." he smiled, lifting himself up from the mattress.

as your legs stopped shaking, he positioned himself between your legs, rubbing his tip up and down your slit. "did you miss me too my love?" he whispered, looking up into your eyes. your head nodded quickly, pushing up slightly enough for his tip to push inside. a gasp slipped past you both, his hips quickly moving back.

giggling, he moved his hands to your hips. "so impatient. but its okay. i'm impatient to." he whispered before slowly pressing into your tight warmth. your hands were quick to ball up, mouth forming into an 'O' shape. as he bottomed out into you, his forehead pressed against yours. "fuck I missed this." he groaned, pulling his bottom lip in-between hips teeth.

your hands cupped his cheeks, pressing his lips onto yours. the kiss was passionate. not your usual desperate, sloppy makeout. this one was surprisingly slow. slow but deep. your tongues danced together as his hips slowly pushed away and slowly moved forward again. he sped up a tad bit, nothing to the point bed was creaking or shaking. it was a steady, deep speed. one that allowed you both to just feel each other.

his hands roamed your body, cupping your boobs through the bra. you pulled away to look up at him, a smile on both faces. "I know.. we keep saying I-it but.. I missed you a lot." you said, small moans coming from you before the words could. he chuckled at your small struggle, rubbing his thumb against your cheek. " I missed you so much more my love.." he whispered, leaning down to press a kiss to your cheek.

his other hand made busy with your clit, thumb rubbing it slowly and adding just enough pressure to the still puffy nerve. it didn't take long for his finger to get coated in your slick. "so wet.. don't know how long I can take." he moaned, picking up the pace slowly. you weren't complaining about this. and you honestly weren't expecting him to last too long after 7 months of using his hand alone. maybe a DIY flesh light if he even had the time and tools to make one. which you figured was very unlikely.

his balls slapped against the curve of your arse, his head falling into your neck. his moans slowly turned into whimpers and you knew by that alone he was definitely close. your hands wrapped around his neck, his head slowly lifting up. his eyes were hooded slightly, bottom lip again caught between his teeth. "g-gonna wait for you love.. so we c-can cum.. together." he groaned, looking in your face but quickly looking away. but where else was there to look? your face alone was enough to make him finish right then and there, so that wasn't an option. your body was perfect, the way it looked in the lingerie. the way the lighting in the room illuminated your skin and every curve you have. and oh how your moans and whimpers only made his balls tighten.

through all his struggle, he lost the battle and ended up cumming right then and there. "f-fuck..” he groaned, pressing his body over yours, panting into your neck. you smiled softly, running your hands through his hair as he grinds his hips into yours. “i.. thought i’d last a bit longer.” he breathed out. you could feel the heat from his cheeks against your neck.

you tugged his hair, pulling his head up gently. “sit back.” you said, pushing him off you. as he slid out, you fell his cum seep out of your pussy. he lazily sat back against the headboard, looking up at you as you shifted yourself over his semi hard on. you grabbed it with your hand, using his own cum and your juices as lube.

his hips bucked up a bit, still sensitive. “god you so beautiful.” he breathed out, scanning over your body. his hands reached out, pulling you closer into his chest. he leaned in, biting your nipple through your bra. you whimpered, gripping onto him a bit firmer. he smiled, pulling away to look up at you. “sorry.” he said.

rolling your eyes, you pumped him a bit more. when he was fully up again, you rubbed the tip against your folds, humming as the mix of your wetness and his cum covered your pussy. “come on baby.. don’t do this to me.” he whined, thrusting up gently. giggling, you gave into him and slid down onto his length. gasping, you both leaned your heads back.

his hands were quick to find your hips, guiding you up and down slowly. your body’s moved together, filling the room with little quiet skin slaps with a mix of your moans mixed together. “oh fuck Johnny.. love you so much.” you whimpered, looking down at him. his mouth was slightly ajar, eyes rolled back. as much as he did wanna respond, your pussy was too much for him to even process fully what you said.

your slick ran down to his balls, only making his fingers dig deeper into you. gently, he began to thrust up into you. your fingers remained in his hair, tugging on it gently. his eyes met yours, hands still gripping your hips. “so perfect.. your so perfect.” he panted, “w-wanna start a.. family with you.”

at first you thought it was simply the sex making him talk like that. but you remembered how before he left he’d talk about starting a family, what it would be like to be a military dad. every time you both went to the store he’d make a 10 minuet pit stop to look at the baby clothes.

as you processed what he said, you began to feel your stomach turning and you knew you were close. “i love you so much.” he moaned, picking up his pace slightly. his legs very gently began to shake, his head falling into your chest. “come on love make love with me. show me how much you love me too.” he whimpered.

your hips matched his speed, the sound of skin clapping growing louder. you grabbed his chin, forcing him to look up and kiss you. another deep, passionate kiss. for some reason, you loved this type of sex more than the rough “coming back home” sex. you felt like you both were bonding. spiritually and physically. you loved it. and you loved the idea of carrying his baby even more.

“i w-wanna start a family t..too.” you whined, pulling away from the kiss. he smiled up at you, slowing his hips down. as your hips continued to move, you felt yourself coming closer to the end. your pussy pulsed around his length, hands gripping onto him firmer. “g-gonna cum.” you whimpered, moving slightly quicker.

just as you came around him, body shaking and head tilting back, he thrusted up deeply into you, moaning your name out. his head found the crook of your neck, panting into it as his hips thrusted up into you slowly, pushing all his cum inside you. your hips came to a halt, letting him ride out his and your orgasm. “fuck i love you.” he whispered, slumping back against the bed again.

you smiled, resting your head on his chest while he softened inside of you. you both ended up staying like this, discussing the risks of having a baby right now. but also the positives. “i’m ready for this if you are.” you said as he slid out from below you. gently, he laid you on the bed, pressing a kiss to your neck.

“i’m ready to spend the rest of my life with you my love. whatever you want to do, i’ll do. if you wanna have this baby with me, i’ll make it the best and easiest pregnancy i possibly can.” he said, standing from the bed.

smiling at him, you nodded your head. “okay. let’s start a family.”

omg i really hope you all like this😭 i’ve never written a vanilla smut but the idea was so cute it honestly is one of my favorite works. anyways PLEASE REQUEST OTHER CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR ALL OF THEMM

#cod #call of duty fan fiction #call of duty x reader #cod x reader #johnny soap mctavish x reader #soap cod #johnny soap mactavish

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blublublujk · 2 years

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love always wins (1)

-> chapter 1

words count: 3.5k

pairing: businesswoman y/n x businessman pjm ft. businessman kth

summary: you were given one simple task. how far are you willing to go for it?

warnings: adult content, swearing, drugs/alcohol, indirect mentions of dark themes (cheating, separation, prostitution), sexual content (consensual intoxicated unprotected sex, overstimulation, fm. riding m., creampie)

a.n: im back sooo soon i know (please dont get excited i just couldn't sleep one night and created this) i wasn't sure if i wanted this to be a oneshot but as you can see i decided to make this longer than i anticipated so for now i will update whatever fic inspires me most at the moment whether it is this one or iwd. (im really excited for this one so please enjoy ^.^) this chapter was wayyy longer but i didn't want to add too much so consider this an introduction to the new world we have created. this ff was inspired by season greetings 2021 jimin if you couldnt tell. okiii bye (keep streaming more please hehe)

—> m.list

“Head down quickly Y/N, the guests are expecting you soon.” Your father’s voice echoes clearly even halfway down the flight of stairs.

“I’ll be down soon father.”

It was thirty minutes ‘till showtime.

Standing with your head held high, you looked straight into the large mirror displaying your every feature, taking one last good look at yourself. Chanel, the only brand that could cater to your needs for the night, a long fitted black dress with a slit cut perfectly set to reveal your right thigh that followed down to your leg. The girl’s were squished together making them look a lot bigger than they actually were, but you were proud of your body figure. You accessorized the dress with a beautiful pair of diamond earrings that dangled just above your shoulder. You were extremely aware of how revealing this would look especially on an outing like tonight’s, but like hell you would ever take it off.

You spritzed some of the finest perfume onto your neck, adjusting your dainty necklace that decorated it. After finally being pleased with the person you saw in the mirror, you slipped into a pair of black heels finalizing your look.

Showtime.

Your father expressed just how important this meeting with the infamous Park Brother’s would be, you can still recall the conversation from last week preparing you for this very moment.

“From what I know, the Parks’ have turned nothing into legacy. Their company has an insane amount of new money invested in this country. Partnering with them would not only set the company for many more years to come, but it will also benefit them later. New money comes and goes, but I have what they desire most. You know very well our company has been running longer than anyone else around these streets, we must invest in the new to keep what we have in the now. Newer wealth buys you a whole country, older wealth buys us the entire world, my dear.”

“I see your vision father. I have heard of this company before. The Park Brother’s are fairly new to the business industry, but have reached remarkable heights. Now I only ask, what do you expect of me?”

“Exactly as to why I called you here. I knew only my golden child would exceed my expectations. The only thing I expect of you now is to help me convince them to work with us. Whatever it takes. It will be tough as they will be receiving multiple offers when the time comes, but the brother’s are still so young and new. Anything that seems beneficial to them will have them running after an arrangement. As you must know, the start-up is run by the head director, Park Jun and his younger brother, Park Jimin. Anything we say or do must appeal to them both. Let’s have a nice successful night, just be yourself. My baby girl always gets what she desires.”

“I understand father, I’ll do my best.”

Before anything, you did your own personal research on these so-called Park Brother’s.

Park Jun, age 27, began his start-up in 2015 with close friends from his hometown in Busan and it failed terribly, as expected. Not until 2019 when Park Jimin, age 25, revised his older brother’s previous work (or really built a whole new system from scratch) and relaunched the start-up. The start-up quickly took off reaching unimaginable numbers. That’s when the Park Brother’s got a taste of success for the first time. They didn’t stop there.

The Brother’s moved quickly signing contracts left and right with only the best in the business expanding to the unreachable. They were the moment and continue to be.

But from where you come from, nothing you haven't seen before.

They are young, disgustingly rich, and most likely stupid. At the end of the day, men will be men. You understood very well what you were expected to do.

Catching up with your father didn’t take long, he was already checking up on all his invited guests to make sure all was moving accordingly. Typically, your father’s idea of a nice small gathering is everything but small. Of course, his only plan tonight was to make sure he got that business deal. Whenever he set his mind on anything, he’d get the job done. Luckily, you picked up the trait.

Your father arranged a huge dinner. It was more a party for networking and setting up connections. He’s done this plenty of times, hosting the biggest annual events to casual dinners with only the finest in the business. Your father was a smart, rich businessman. You fall nothing short of him, having your own name written all over great technological advances worldwide.

“Kihyun, your daughter is absolutely stunning. She definitely took after you.” The guests peppered after your father, bringing a false smile to your lips, only just arriving to where your father had been.

It used to be hard to fake smiles, fake pleased reactions but now, they came around like reflexes. Nobody truly means well in a business like this. It was always the same— boring, recycled comments.

“She’s so beautiful.”

“She could be a model if she didn’t take after her intelligent father!”

“Soon enough she’ll be able to marry!”

“Has she been looking after any possible romantic partners?”

All so stupid— and overused.

As if you would marry any of their worthless (shitty) sons.

Your father turned towards your direction before responding, “Y/N never fails to amaze me, believe it or not, she definitely takes over her mother the most. It is too bad my wife is off on a business trip, she would love to meet with you all.”

Your father's smile widens when mentioning your mother. Like you said, men will be men.

Your parents had been separated for quite some time now. Five years to be exact. There was no “business trip”. Her “business trip” was somewhere far, far away from the businesses of your father. You would like to say their separation was a piece of cake, but there was nothing sweet about their end. Your father had been caught cheating multiple times, once by his own daughter. You didn’t bother to hide it from your mother, but you also didn’t tell her. She already knew. She made sure to take the most she could when she left. Leaving her most prized possession behind, you. There was never a call, never an explanation. She didn’t even bother leaving a letter. She just left. She took everything that day, your heart with it. Even then, you don’t blame her. She had her reasons, now you have yours.

You only stayed besides your father for two things. One: money. Two: business.

You were lucky enough to have made such an impact in his company that without you, his reputation would crash. He needs you just as much as you need him. It’s exactly why you deal with the fake. Nothing lasts long here. But money will always win.

“Oh Kihyun, this family has been blessed with not only looks, but intelligence also. You have raised Y/N so well.” The older lady praises.

Mentally, you roll your eyes. “Why thank you Ma’am. It is an honor to be in your presence.”

The older lady shakes her head, taking your hand in her palm. “Please, call me Giyeon. I cannot wait to see what more you will bring to this company once your father retires from his position. I expect nothing but the best from you dear.” She squeezes your hand.

She almost sounds honest, so fucking honest, you think.

You lightly squeeze her hand back, giving her only your best— fake smile. “And the best you shall receive. Thank you for your kind wishes. I hope you all enjoy the nice gathering my father has planned.” With burning opposition, you bow to the elder who almost bends backwards bowing in return.

“Shall we greet the other guests dear?” Your father kindly intercepts, patiently waiting for your response.

“Of course father, if you may excuse us. I hope to reunite with you soon. Enjoy the dinner.” And with that you part.

For a whole hour, you spent your time greeting many guests alongside your father making nothing but small talk to pass time. Within that time there was still no sight of the Park siblings. What a fucking shame, apart from all their “best qualities”, they were also late arrivals.

Tsk.

While you and your father had been immersed in a conversation with a local businessman, a voice interrupted his speech. “Mr. Kihyun, pleasure to finally meet you.”

Your father quickly took the man’s hand, quite eager that his targeted guests had finally arrived. “Mr. Park, lovely to meet you. We’ve been expecting you! This is my daughter, Y/N.”

You bowed your head slightly, shaking his hand firmly, scanning for his younger brother that was nowhere to be found.

“Please, just call me Jun. You do not have to be formal with me, Sir. We have heard nothing but the best from your company. Pleasure to meet you both.” The older brother chooses his words carefully.

You smile lightly as he returns the gesture. He was very attractive, one of the many things you heard about the Park Brother’s. Seeing it now for yourself in person definitely made sense. The man sure was beautiful.

“Excuse my brother’s absence, we ran a bit late—”, a man clearing his throat cut his sentence behind him. Before the stranger even came into view he spoke so smoothly, “Looking for me? Excuse my tardiness, this isn’t usual for either of us, but our meetings ran late. It is an honor Sir, Park Jimin at your service.”

Now, he was fucking perfect. Even more stunning than the other. Your eyes couldn’t help to linger. His hair was carefully slicked, a thicker piece of his hair hung on the side of his face almost too perfectly. There wasn’t any face card that man couldn’t pass. Not a single imperfection. His lips were plump, pink. And those eyes almost drove out the worst of sins from anyone who came across them.

Park Jimin was to die for.

Your father cut straight to introductions, not wasting any time. “Jimin, what an honor! I’m Kihyun, this is my beautiful daughter, Y/N.”

It was like fireworks when you both finally locked eyes. It was quite obvious the way you both devoured each other with your eyes, without even raising a finger. You couldn’t help to think if it was just in your imagination or if he had licked his lips too many times while looking at your hips. You had to stay focused.

“Y/N.” Your name falls out his mouth like honey. You hated him immediately. “Extremely pleased to finally meet you.”

Then he takes your hand ever so gently while looking straight into your eyes with his piercing gaze, placing a soft kiss upon your skin. You force yourself to keep calm instead of dropping your mouth wide open. Nobody has ever had the audacity to kiss your hand before and you would never let them. But anything for business.

“Oh. Jimin, the pleasure is all mine.” People may have confused your tone as welcoming, but there was none of that. Your tone was sultry and you were sure Jimin picked that up. And it definitely was not just your imagination. Jimin was trouble, you could smell his intentions miles away. You wanted to wipe that smug smile off his face.

You pulled your hand from his hold very softly and his gaze kept lingering around your presence.

“Shall we all get going?” Your father’s voice pulled you out of your blurred thoughts. You nodded in response, turning your back cautious of the guests, instinctively following your father's footing. You could have sworn that from the corner of your eye, Jimin’s gaze dropped the moment you turned around and a part of you was content. The dress was doing its job. Men will be men, right?

The next thing you hear is a light smack nearly causing you to giggle. The man immediately gets scolded very quietly by his older brother. Oh Park Jimin, the trouble you have gotten yourself into.

The party continued over a nice meal. You didn’t touch any of the food brought out. Though you usually never did on nights like these. You couldn’t help but notice Jimin hadn’t touched his either. But you both did have one thing in common. Alcohol.

You both downed champagne like it was water. You lost count of how many glasses you had trying to count his own. The man still looked light on his feet, not even alcohol could phase the man.

Fuck, you were in big trouble.

“Y/N?” A velvety voice interrupts your thoughts. You then only turn your view from Park Jimin to the voice.

“Kim Taehyung.” You confirm. “How may I help you?”

He smiles, pulling you in by your waist for a short hug. “I’ve been meaning to get back to you. The sales took off after our meeting. I wanted to thank you. You saved me.”

You smile. “I’m happy to hear that. No need to thank me, Taehyung. I’m glad you could make it. Though honestly, I didn't think you’d be here.”

“How could I ever miss your father’s lovely gatherings?“ He looks around, biting his lip before he leans in to whisper for your ears to hear only. “I could never miss them after how well you took care of me last time.”

You bite your own lip at the memory. As bad as it may have sounded, you never meant to sleep with Kim Taehyung. It happened very naturally, too naturally even.

The handsome young man invited you out for a joint. You didn’t even smoke then, but you could never say no to the guests, plus he was like candy to the eye. The sex was just a plus.

“You haven’t smoked before?” The man asks, flicking ash off the joint before inhaling a large amount, then releasing it straight into the dark skyline.

“Sometimes.” You cut conversation short. Any average smoker would know you had never even touched a joint in your life by the way you handled the stick. You couldn’t hold the smoke in your mouth to save your life. Nevertheless, you felt so out of your mind. The feeling was unlike anything you had ever felt before. It’s a feeling not even science could explain until you experience what being high truly meant.

Taehyung chuckles, tossing the last of what was left. You were full of shit, he thought as he crushed the bud with his heel.

By this time, you were trying to connect the midnight stars with your finger, but you couldn’t decide whether you were seeing a pineapple or a dog. What a strange feeling. “Is this how it’s supposed to feel?” You ask Taehyung, dumbfounded.

The man just shrugs. “Don’t know. Do you feel good?”

You just nod, laying your head on the railing of the balcony you two were standing on.

“Then yes.” He simply responds.

Then you lift your head so suddenly. “Have you ever wondered how being surrounded by clouds would feel? I bet it feels like a big hug from a polar bear. Don't they look soft? So cuddly and cute, right? But they probably are veryyyy mean. I mean, it’s not like I would know. I went to college for medicine to defy my father and still ended up doing business, somehow. It’s funny how life works.”

Taehyung blinks several times before busting out laughing. You join him pretty quickly. In the middle of your laugh you lose balance and almost come crashing down into the cold pavement, but Taehyung breaks your fall pulling you into his arms. This is where you got to see just how handsome the man truly was. Those hazel eyes were nothing but trouble. You couldn’t help but to poke at all his little birthmarks on his face, he was almost cute.

Taehyung just stared as you kept tapping his face. “Having fun?” He asked.

“Lots of it actually.”

This is how you two ended up tangled in each other’s arms. In other words, it’s how you ended up riding him right outside your balcony, not bothering to step back inside. The dark skies being your destination. It wasn’t your best of choices but Taehyung was just too much fun. You always did get easily distracted.

“Oh my God.” You moaned, feeling Taehyung’s cock brush against your walls.

Maybe it was the drugs speaking but this was the best sex of your entire life. The sex was uncoordinated— sloppy and all around lazy. It was fucking terrible and perfect at the same time. You both stopped chasing an orgasm minutes ago now, you were having sex solely for pleasure.

Taehyung lazily kisses into your mouth bringing his tongue to crash with yours only causing you to moan into his mouth. He lets your lips go with a hard pop, looking at the mess between your legs. Taehyung buckled his hips higher into your tight pussy, feeling your walls tightening.

“You close doll?” He pants, feeling quite overstimulated himself. Your legs shake, pouncing on his pretty cock, you were so close.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” He laughs, before driving himself deeper into you, this time much more roughly. His large hands spread you apart, forcing you to feel his throbbing member inside your sensitive pussy, smashing into your g-spot.

“Fuck.” You hissed.

Taehyung released his own moans, quite close himself. “Where do I come sweetheart?” Taehyung sweetly asked, hips still buckling desperately.

“Inside.” You gasp as you feel your walls stretching. He repeatedly hit your sweet spot not missing a beat, plunging deeper in every thrust. “Inside puh-please.”

Taehyung started to lose himself so long ago but you could feel his desperation for an orgasm when he dove his dick into your pussy at a quick pace. Without further anticipation and a deep grunt, Taehyung painted your walls white and right after you came all over his sensitive member.

Between pants you couldn’t help to ask, “Does this mean you’ll sign with us?”

All the man could do was laugh, dick still buried deep in your pussy. “I think you knew the answer was yes even before we did this.”

“Can’t forget about me Kim?” You tease.

He coolly shrugs. “I’d say it’s the other way around, Ms. Y/L/N.”

“Right.” You muse.

“What’s the plan for tonight?” Taehyung asks, looking around. There were at least a hundred people there tonight. Something he was used to seeing.

“Ah.” You hum. After all that has happened between you two (sharing a joint and mindblowing sex), you and Taehyung had gotten pretty close. He is someone you’d say you could trust. There’s not many people you could say that about. The last person you trusted left you behind as if you meant nothing. Taehyung, in short, was your friend, one you accidentally fucked. And most likely would fuck again if given the chance, but that’s for another day. “I have to get the Park Brother’s to sign.”

“Already looking to replace me?” Taehyung crosses his arms, leaning his back against the wall.

“Mm, never that.” You smile, looking around the room before looking back at him.

“How do you plan on doing that anyways?”

“I have my ways, Kim.” You nonchalantly reply.

Taehyung stays silent. “You don’t plan on fucking him into an agreement right?” Taehyung asks, following your train of sight which just so happened to be on Park Jimin, the man of the fucking hour.

You smugly shrug. “I just might. I mean, it worked for you, didn’t it?” You pat his shoulder innocently. “Nice seeing you Kim. If you may excuse me, I have business to attend to. Enjoy the night.”

Taehyung was left in disbelief as usual, tilting his head before laughing dryly. You were always so impressive to him. There wasn’t anything you couldn’t do.

And there wasn’t anything you wouldn't do for business.

#bts fanfic #bts smut #jimin x reader #jimin fanfic #jimin smut #taehyung smut #taehyung x reader #taehyung fanfic

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cutekittenlady · 3 months

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Tumblr Plays Pokemon White 2 - Part 6

~~~~ Three hours of running, screaming, ball throwing, and A LOT of crying later ~~~~

How am I STILL NOT DONE?!

I have been at this for HOURS!

ugh

UGH

Screw it. I've done enough for the Professor to at least think I'm trying.

Hopefully Hugh will buy that I was just "tearfully saying goodbye to mom" or something like that.

Nearly out of pokeballs too. I am going to take the longest nap on that boart right to Castelia. I am not even kidding.

Aww Roxie saw her dads shitty movie and thought it was 'good'. Sure thing Roxie. Sure.

Still its sweet she supports him. Keep working at it Pop Roxie. You'll get there someday!

Oh Hugh have you, uh, been waiting here this whole time? Sorry my, uh, business took... three hours... My mom uh wouldnt stop crying about her baby girl leaving and it was all touching and...

Aaaaand your not buying any of this?

Okay look man, I gotta level with you. The last three hours have been a hell of pokemon catching. It had to be done! I completely blanked on it before and this whole "fill the pokedex" thing is kinda my excuse to leave home. I really don't think my mom would accept "help my best friend exact his revenge on the remnants of a terrorist organization" as a proper reason for traveling. I jumped at the chance they gave me! It's not my fault it came with strings attached!

Hey.

I know how to cheer you up.

You want a Pidove? I caught a pidove. No tradsies. Just free gift pokemon. Yeah you want a pidove.

Sooo we cool?

Thats the spirit buddy!

Pop Roxie! Hoist the anchor, raise the sail, swab the poop deck! Cause we're leaving on a quest!

I knew I liked the cut of your jib Pop Roxie!

Alrighty Hugh lets get going! NOthings gonna stop us now!

BLEEEEEEEHHHHH

Sorry about your shoes POP Roxie. I swear I didn't know I got seasick.

Yeah might be kinda hard finding a handful of weirdos in funky hats in a city this big. Do you have a plan?

.... Thats not a plan Hugh. Look for now lets just... split up yeah? I'm tired. I'll go find us a hotel or a bench in the pokemon center to sleep on or something. Give me your Xtranceiver number, I'll call you when I find something. Call me if something happens yeah?

Yeah well chances are we're gonna be splitting up a lot more after this. I still gotta catch enough pokemon to make mom and the professor think this is just a nice PG adventure. Besides, after Cheren and Roxie I think I have a taste for this whole pokemon battling thing.

With that Hugh gives a passing comment about the weird looking ship on the dock next to us and take off. Welp I'm in the big city by myself for the very first time.

And I'm exhausted. Gotta see if I can find a place to rest. So I stride into the city.

And a random clown gives me a bicycle. And ask me to do a relay. At midnight.

I've been in this city a handful of minutes and already this palce is nuts. I mean I'm pretty sure I'm allowed to ride a bike again. Pretty sure that ten year ban for running over that lillipup is up.

Whatever. Questions for later.

Couldn't find a hotel anywhere. I'll send Hugh a message and sleep at the Pokemon Center tonight.

~~~ Hugh didn't come to the Pokemon Center tonight.

That not... concerning. I'm not concerned.

Wandered around the city doing some sight seeing. Not looking for hugh. Just sightseeing. Got the last casteliacone, visited a gallery, had a stranger come out from behind a dumpster and give me the tm for flash.

Interesting city.

Still since I can't seem to find Hugh guess I better go to the gym. Think I saw in a brochure that Castelia Cities gym is a bug type gym. If thats true Molly will probably wind up torching the place heh.

Welp guess I might as well head over. Before I leave the pokemon Center though I sell a few of the items I found around Virbank that I dont need, mostly X attack and stuff, and buy more great balls. My attempts at filling out the dex as much as I could before used up a lot of the balls I had.

I'm gonna need to fight some trainers for money soon or something. That acting stint I did was fun but did NOT pay anything. I've still got supplies, but I don't think I'm going to be doing a lot of filling out the dex until I can get more money for more balls and stuff. I mean I still have like 5 great balls, that ultra ball that neighbor in Aspertia gave, plus the heal ball and net ball I bought but thats about it.

Plus I'm down to, like $4.26. Thats not enough for lunch much less, like, 20 pokeballs.

Definitely hitting the gym. Roxie forked over quite a lot from beating her, so this Burgh guy I heard about will probably do the same. Bare minimum I'll be able to get some more Lemonades.

Aight Molly lets go get that money!

With my money?! I mean I havent beaten him yet, sure, but its basically an inevitability here! Where did he go?!

Then this purple haired girl walks up. Apparently she and Clyde know each other? Apparently she's looking for Burgh too. Evidently this Burgh guy is the flighty sort who wanders out of his gym, like, all the time.

Yeesh, Cheren might've been a newbie and Roxie mightve been rocking out too hard to hear me, but at least they were AT their gyms. I though gym leaders had to be at their gyms at all times. Yknow like a 9-5 type deal. Is it NOT a 9-5 type deal?

Wait.... do you guys not get paid?!

Oh sure NOW you notice me.

I... How did you.... how could you.... How did you KNOW about that?!

Yeah well tell that to the weirdos back in Virbank.

..... By giving me money?

Oh oh no you meant hunting down Team Plasma. Hnngh well... If the gym leaders not here anyway... and considering that might be where Hugh went (who I haven't seen since last night)... Sure why not.

Iris mutters something about thinking where they might've gone and then just takes off too fast for me to follow! Thankfully Burgh knows this town beter than me. He said she went around the corner towards the Pokemon Center. Guess thats as good a place to start as any.

Now might also be a good time to break out that bike that clown gave me last night. Not that I'm in a hurry or nothing.

Thankfully the saying about never forgetting how to ride a bike turns out to be true and I easily catch up to Iris. She tells me we're heading for Thumb Pier. She suspects theyre probably hanging around there.

Why she suspects that I dunno. In fact I'm not even certain who this girl is. Oh well, its the only lead I've found so peddling feet dont fail me now.

As it turns out Thumb Pier is 'suspicious' because its where you enter... the sewers. She wants us... to go into... the sewers.

I mean... I guess if a terrorist organization was gonna hide out in a big place like Castelia after a failed coup the sewers isn't the weirdest place to hide out but...

GAH Hugh! Don't sneak up on me like that! More importantly where the hell have you been?! And gods no I haven't found any members of team plasma yet. Though I think Iris here might have a lead...

Wait.

Is THAT where've you been all night?!

NO NO NO

Dodging questions is for strange old men who jump off cliffs and run shady movie lots. NOT from supposed BFFs hunting terrorists together!

ARE YOU IGNORING ME?!

That's what I'm trying to do! Look man you can't just disappear all night and then suddenly- Hugh! Hugh you get your edgy anime hair ass back here!

Sonnova

NOT NOW IRIS!

#pokemon #tumblr plays pokemon #tumblr plays pokemon white 2 #pokemon poll #pokemon playthrough #Pokemon White 2 #pokemon black 2 #pokemon black and white 2 #pokemon b2w2 #b2w2 #pkmn b2w2

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iridescentblood · 25 days

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Breathless

Here I am again sad blog. Wow oh fucking wow it's truly been a minute now. Would you believe we made it to 2024? You couldn't convince me at 16 I'd live to be 26. I was damn sure I'd be dead by now, and if I'm being honest with myself I think I am. I didn't even read my last post before starting this because I think the pain of the title might sting just a little too much, it's probably exactly why I'm here tonight typing on this stupid box. Wide awake, breaking into smaller pieces, with a pain that feels deeper then any cut I've ever managed to slice into my own skin..but no this time the cut came from a person I actually loved- that I do love still, right now. After everything. After I really fucking thought this time I had the real thing. The kind of love some people dont even get lucky enough to feel in their lifetime. I thought I was safe, that for once in my stupid existence there was going to be another person by my side through this shithole life to the end. I guess I had some false sense of security, like I was just one of the lucky ones. I trusted this man could fix his mistakes, rise above our hardships, the things that life threw at us, because I thought that as long as we were together, nothing was unachievable. But the hard truth is that once something is broken, it can't ever quite be the same as it was before. Maybe the love was real, but I've grown enough now to realize there's so much more to a successful partnership than that alone. The love of my life simply can't be the man I need him to be to live this life with me. I should be sleeping because tomorrow I'll find out if I'm pregnant or not. Il have to make a decision about having an abortion or keeping a baby with a man I'm no longer with. I'm supposed to be ok with all this somehow, not break down because I'm starting a new job that requires me to be at my best- the top dispensary in Thousand Oaks, more money, more opportunities await me. Why is it so badly then that at the end of each night when I drive home I'm fighting every second to not drive off a bridge? I guess I'm not strong enough. I'm going to make all new friends they say, I can work on myself and do me, explore my passions again, find out who Ally really is all on her own. But you know what? I'm pretty sure I know who Ally is when she's all alone and I'm fucking terrified. I spent more time sitting completely by myself as a child than anyone I've ever known, and I remember her well. Is there something wrong with me? That I'd rather be with a man that has broke me more then a I've ever fucking thought imaginable then be all alone? I want to believe that I can stay strong and move forward with my own life, but I can't erase the pictures I already had in my head with him in them. I wish I could burn them, stop feeling, burn my whole fucking body so there's not an ounce left that Nick touched. Then maybe, just maybe I could breathe again. Right now I'm slowly dying every night and I'm not sure how many breaths I have left.

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certifiedwhore4slashers · 2 years

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Love Confessions

Billy Loomis x GN!Reader

Warnings: None, Purely Fluff<3

Sidney and Billy were never together in this, they were just friends. also soft! billy moments:)

sort of short but i am tired and lazy so this will do i guess?

You sighed, tonight you were stuck doing homework and of course, it was the hard homework.

Your parents sort of insisted you do so or else you couldn’t drive to class, meaning they’d take away your car.

you were a good student in general so it frustrated you that your parents thought you wouldn’t do it.

“Jesus Christ, You mutter, sort of pissed still about it. You scribbled a few times in frustration trying to calm yourself down.

No use.

You wished you had some patience, but that was something you lacked ever since you were a kid. you continued to do work though, despite it becoming extremely difficult for you.

Being a senior in highschool was far from what you expected, but why were you complaining? You were a genius practically, aced every subject.

You just had too much pressure on you, your parents convincing you that you had to go to college. You weren't even sure if you wanted to. "Need help? a voice said, startling you.

"Jesus Christ Billy, You told him. "You know if my parents see you, they might think you're my boyfriend." "Not complaining, Billy joked. You rolled your eyes. "Why are you here?"

He shrugged, sitting on your bed."i got bored, you know how it is y/n." You groan. "My Dad already hates you for being my friend, I-" "Look i needed to talk to you, Billy interrupts. "The real reason i came."

you bit your lower lip nervously, what did he need to talk about? you had a big crush on him, but sort of thought he only saw you as a friend.

"y/n, billy sighed."i-" you heard your parents wake up and whispered,"My parents are awake, you can ell me tomorrow." He nods, then climbs out of your window.

Your Mother comes in. "Y/N, I heard you speaking, is another person in here? She asked. You shook your head."No, Mom. Just me." M/n looked at you suspiciously, before closing your door.

The next morning, you got ready and headed to school, hoping what billy had to tell you was good news. I hope he is okay, You thought. Did I do something wrong? You shouldn't make assumptions, but you were an overthinker, like your mother.

"Y/N! Tatum squealed, approaching you. Sidney was right behind her. "Glad to see you, Sidney smiled. You grin."I'm glad to see you both, too where is-"

"Y/n! I have something to tell you! Stu interrupted, hugging you from behind. You roll your eyes."What is it, Stu?" He grinned."Billy wants to talk to you, i promise it is juicy."

Oh god, from last night.

you sighed."okay, where is he?" Stu crossed his arms in a jokingly way, as usual."By the entrance." You saw Billy quickly, then went over to talk to him. You soon regretted not letting him speak the night before, but oh well.

Billy saw you, and quickly smiled."hey, you know, i hope you hate me after this." You chuckled."I promise, i won't, Billy. You can tell me." Billy chuckled nervously."Y/N, Ever since sophomore year, i've sort of had a thing for you."

You noticed he was blushing, and you bit your lower lip."Billy, I like you too, i just thought you only saw me as a friend." He shook his head."Can i kiss you?"

Despite being being in public, you nodded, letting him kiss you, his lips pressed against yours, you kissed back and it felt so nice. The bell rang, and the two parted ways.

for now.

It had been over a week since then, neither of you really spoke about it, but continued being normal. The evening had gone by, for some reason, you couldn't sleep. Billy was on your mind, he had been the entire week.

It annoyed you, but you also loved it, imagining Billy being yours, and you being his, sounded so perfect. Suddenly, Billy climbed in through your window, again.

You groan."Billy, my parents-" "Good thing i dont care, He smirked, sitting on your bed."We should talk about that confession, i meant it." You nod."What is there to talk about?"

He sighed."I want us to be official, y/n. could you be my partner?" You smile, then nod, kissing him and he kissed back. "I'd love to, You grin.

Billy grinned."Why not cuddle then?" You smile."Sure, why not? I don't care if my parents see us anymore."

#y/n #billy loomis #billy loomis x reader #scream x reader #fluff #stu macher #scream 1996 x reader #gn!reader #reader insert #slashers x reader #horror

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tinysushimark · 3 years

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Pick my calls up (Mk, 1.2k Words)

fluff 💖

*Calling Mark*

You were scared that something which you'd never know about must've happened. He was the kind to pick calls up in an instant. You had called him more than twice, but he still didn't pick up, making you even more anxious.

*Calling Haechan.*

"HELLOOOO!" Haechan yelled through the phone.

"Where is Mark?"

"Not with me."

"Can you look for him?"

"Y/n, did you call me to ask about him?"

"Yes, he isn't picking calls up."

"How many times did you call him?"

"Thrice."

"Omg, little y/nie is scared coz her boyfriend didn't pick her calls up and she called more than twice."

"You're an asshole."

"He's probably sleeping in his studio."

You cut the call when you heard Haechan say that. He probably fell asleep while working, yes. Of all the days, today was your day off so you couldn't even call anyone to pick you up and go to the company. You could always drive yourself, but you didn't want to. Its not like you had a choice, what if something had really happened.

When you reached the building, you saw your manager walk out from her cabin.

"Unnie!" You shouted to grab her attention.

She walked towards you with a smile on her face and grabbed your arm.

"Did someone call you here? You should've called me."

"Where is Mark?"

"How would i know that? How did you get here?"

"Drove myself."

Your manager didn't know where Mark was, no point talking to her anymore. You swiftly removed your arm from her grip and ran towards his studio.

The door was locked, so you knocked on it and waited. There was no response, so you knocked again. Then you noticed that the main switch from outside was switched off.

"Did he have recording today?" You thought to yourself.

You ran towards the recording studio which was just a few turns away from his studio.

You flung the door open and saw your producer. You greeted him and he gave you a warm smile.

"Was Mark here today?" You asked him in a rush.

"No." He said, looking confused.

"Are you looking for him?"

"Yes. He hasn't been picking calls up."

"He's probably in the other recording studio, with the other producer."

"Got it, thank you."

The other recording studio was on another floor and on the complete opposite side of this one. Weighing your options, you swifted through the flight of stairs and walked as fast as you could. When you reached the recording studio and flung the door open, you saw him.

He was bitting his nails, hair a mess, mask down to his chin.

"Ahhh." He groaned.

"Pd-nim let's do this one again, it sounds so off key."

"Mark, come back tomorrow ok?"

"No, i wanna get this over with today."

"Listen to him." You said, all eyes turning to you.

You bowed to everyone in the room and took a seat next to him.

"We'll take 10." The producer said, making everyone walk out of the studio except for you and him.

"What's wrong?"

"I keep getting stuck at this one part." He said looking down at his lyric sheet.

"Its not the end of the world, you can record it tomorrow." You said grabbing his hands to make him stop fidgeting.

"I want to get it over with."

"Getting it over with, isn't gonna be your best shot. If you do it tomorrow maybe you'll do better than today." You tried to make eye contact.

"I'll make you the honey tea i drink before recording, tonight."

"Ok fine." He mumbled playing with your hands. "But u have to help me, with this part, i am just-" He looked up eyes almost on the verge of tears, he snuggled into your arm and let his tears slip. You patted his head from your other hand, resting your hand on his hair.

"Its ok baby." You said trying to silence him.

"I dont know how to make it not boring, why do the give me such boring parts. I always improvise and do my best, do u think I've lost my touch?"

"No, Mark. What the hell are you talking about babe, you're the best rapper I've ever met. You always put in so much hardwork and you always hide intricate details when you're recording your parts."

"You're saying that because you love me."

"No, I'm saying that because its the truth." You said hand resting on his cheek.

He stayed in your arms a little longer, burrying his face in your chest.

"Where is your phone?"

"Hm?" He looked up at you and then his eyes went wide, realisation hitting him.

"I dont have it."

"Yeah, but where is it?"

"I dont know."

Johnny opened the door and saw you two sitting close together and walked right back out.

"You're not interrupting anything, come in." You said loudly for him to hear.

"Thanks man." Johnny said, handing Mark's phone to him.

"You had his phone?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Coz he gave it to me before recording, and i asked for it coz i wanted to click pictures."

"Couldn't you pick my call up and say that he was recording?"

"You called?"

"Johnny hyung what the fuck?" Mark said, "Did you come here coz i didn't pick your calls up?"

"Of course, i got concerned."

"Ah hyung, what the fuck man?" Mark said again.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know you called, i dont know how to use androids in my defense."

After Johnny left, Mark snuggled up to you again.

"Thank god he didn't pick up." Mark said.

"Why?"

"You wouldn't have come over then." He smiled at you leaving a small kiss on your hand, which was on his cheek and then snuggling again. You giggled watching him behave this way. Who'd say that he was the same guy from when he performs. You poked his mole, making him look up.

"Let's go get dinner?"

"Yes, but can we eat something recording friendly?"

"Soup from your favourite restaurant."

"Ok."

He said getting up and putting his lyric sheets in his bag. He started to wrap stuff up when his producer walked in. Mark informed them that he'd record tomorrow evening and the producer smiled at you, knowing how you always convinced him that he could do better tomorrow.

You slowly walked out of the studio, holding hands when he asked you the question, you had hoped he wouldn't ask.

"How did you get here?"

"Drove myself." You said taking the keys out from your pocket.

"No you didn't."

"Yes I did."

"Omg, is my car fine?"

"You mean, our?"

"Y/n if there's a scratch, I'm not forgiving you."

"Who are you to forgive me? You don't remember when you straight up drove into a telephone pole?"

"Dont make me shout."

You spent the night trying to help him with his lyrics, the fact that you were a vocalist wasn't helping because he'd just end up laughing.

"I'm trying." You said and gave him puppy eyes.

"You made me take note of some changes which i should be making. So you did well."

He smiled at you, "You rap well."

"Don't make fun of me, Mark Lee." You said climbing in his lap.

"You did well tho." He said pinching your cheeks.

"Ooh, the tea! I'll make it and then we'll go to sleep, your throat needs rest." You said walking urgently to the kitchen.

The next evening you were anxious, hoping Mark was doing well during his recording.

*Message from Mark💖*

"Recording went well, see you at home."

You sighed in relief.

You knew he was getting you a present tonight.

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lvyu · 3 years

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to have and to hold until you disappear

. . ♡ ･ﾟghostbur x reader, past wilbur x reader

⎯ warning(s): semi-detailed for wilbur's canonical death and the explosion, a mix of sadness of happiness, brief scene and description involving a breakdown, swearing

⎯ wc. 4.4k

notes: woo! little story for @.quackisinnit and their 1k special, congrats to them :) i used prompt eight! ("i love you but i dont know if you feel the same.") and i actually really enjoy how this turned out– also explosion scene isn’t accurate to streams!

happy reading!

my love,

i couldn't sleep tonight, this ravine is quite cold after all. all alone in this cold, dim, sorry excuse for a room. it's been weeks and yet this feeling, this feeling as though i've been misplaced, never ceases.

god, look at me.

once a man in power, reduced to an outcast. funny, isn't it? i doubt if you saw me now you'd love me the same. 'my wilbur' you always called me, right? i wonder would you still call me by that name? would i still be your wilbur, even after i've left you all alone?

...do you get lonely in l'manberg without me by your side? i know i haven't let you visit or even know where i am, but all in do time, my love. all in do time.

[ ⋯ ]

it was funny to you, really.

how wilbur had felt abandoned and betrayed by those he trusted most, yet in the end he was no better. when he pushed that button, when he begged to be killed, he had successfully managed to both betray and abandon those dear to him in a matter of minutes.

it was funny how your last words to him were, "and please... don't do anything stupid, will." how he promised that he would never do such a thing, kissing your forehead before you walked into a war and he prepared to do something so, outrageously stupid.

but by far the funniest thing was how the universe allowed you no time to grieve your lover's death.

ghostbur's introduction was sudden and to put it kindly, a little unnecessary. you were one of the last people to meet ghostbur as well.

you had gone to live with phil for a little, you knew him well enough, and locked yourself away in a room for a couple of weeks after it happened. nobody mentioned that wilbur, well some part of him, still somehow existed and still walked the earth as a ghost.

in retrospect, perhaps that was a good thing. phil knew before you and had purposely avoided the topic of ghostbur, aiding others to do the same.

in the few weeks you'd stayed with him, it became apparent that even the mere mention of wilbur would leave you in tears, inconsolable for hours.

it was just too soon.

eventually you decided you needed to move out of phil's house, feeling too much of a burden. he understood and offered to help you build a new place which you gladly accepted. he let you go off to find an area to set up first.

he regretted not going with you.

[ ⋯ ]

ghostbur didn't venture out of new l'manberg often, but when he did it was to collect cornflowers for his blue or ingredients for his potions.

he didn't bother to let anyone know before, he didn't think people would miss him. the more he thought about his negativity, he realized how silly it sounded. people's faces lit up when they saw him, because he was just such... a beam of happiness, wasn't he?

but if he stopped working, stopped moving and thinking for just a second, he could still feel his heart ache of loneliness.

“this looks okay, i think...”

oh,

that voice,

“don’t know much about.. land finding, i should have asked phil before i left.”

he adored that voice, he loved that voice.

“it’s sort of dull looking, but i can change that!”

...why? why did he love it so much?

[ ⋯ ]

“this is the dullest looking thing ever, will.”

he gasped, faking a hurt look. “it’s not! you’re just jealous!”

“ah yes, i’m so very jealous of...” you looked down at the sweater in your hands. “...this very yellow sweater that looks like if i put it on i would die of heat.”

wilbur snatched the sweater back from you, pouting. “you’re so, so mean.”

you hummed, laying back down on his bed, will following your lead. “if i’m so mean, why hang out with me?”

“you know i’m only joking..

i adore you.”

[ ⋯ ]

oh...

oh!

you were... you were his! his love, his entire world, that’s why he loved your voice so much!

ghostbur tended to act on his emotions with little to no thought, especially if those thoughts could lead to painful memories. his excitement over the possibility of meeting his alive self’s lover overwhelmed him, not even thinking of the likely harm it would cause.

a sudden wave of happiness and calm washed over him the moment he laid eyes on you, one of the few moments he’d truly felt at ease since his appearance. a bright smile formed on his face and in an instant he rushed over to try and hold you. he wasn’t quite sure what compelled him to do so.

perhaps the memories of you flooding back, or just the selfish desire for more of this calm he felt.

everything was suddenly so cold, you were suddenly so cold.

then you heard your name and thought you were hallucinating, so you turned around to find the source of your sudden chills and voice.

you froze.

seeing the person you love again, a person who was supposed to be dead, six feet in the ground, is not something someone can prepare for, ever.

any progress moving on or healing will vanish in seconds, and wounds will open up once more. one could have a lifetime and it would not help ease the confusion, the fear and the anguish you'd feel.

"will..?" your voice was quiet, but luckily he was closed enough to hear it.

"actually, i'm ghostbur, alivebur and i are..." you didn’t give him the chance to finish.

"no, no, no, no..." he unwrapped his arms from shoulders and backed up cautiously. "you died, he died, wilbur died, please stop it..."

a string of 'stop it' and 'why now, god why now' fell from your lips. soon, you had your arms wrapping around your head, as if shielding yourself, eyes closed, uneven breathing.

in and out, in and out, in...

in... in.. wh... wilbur, no, out, it's out.

not him, he wasn't here, he'd never be here again. its in and out, in and out, not.. not..

in, out, in, out.

your breathing only increased and ghostbur was completely clueless. "please don't cry... please, why are you.. please."

[ ⋯ ]

"will, please for the love of whatever god, stop crying, please. it’s a little distracting."

he winced, tears continuing. "easy for you to say, you're not the one with a big fucking cut on your arm." you frowned.

you knew it hurt, of course it did, they got a pretty good hit on him. wilbur was furiously wiping his tears away, but more and more came. "it hurts. lovely... i hate pain so much."

you smiled at the nickname and pressed a kiss to his knuckles. "look, will i know it hurts," he whined. "...but i really, really need you to be still for a minute to finish this up, okay? look, you can squeeze my arm if that helps you."

"im going to fucking squeeze your arm to death."

you smile,

his tears stopped.

[ ⋯ ]

he hated this, ghostbur hated this so much.

you weren't supposed to react this way, why were you crying? he wanted you to stop crying, he didn't want to see you crying. it hurt, it hurt him so much and he couldn't explain why.

a few seconds and you were on the grass, completely gone, his pleads falling on deaf ears. he looked around, looking for something, anything to help you.

“don’t know much about.. land finding, i should have asked phil before i left.”

phil!

he didn't know what happened after he went to get phil. ghostbur could barely speak when he found phil, unconsciously clutching multiple blue, but fortunately it only took your name for phil to realize what had happened and have him frantically asking where.

he heard a door creak and turned around to see a tired phil leaving your room. quickly he turned back around to face the window, softly stroking his blue. phil sighed and took a seat next to him.

"you didn't come back for a while. it's already dark, phil, so silly, coming back after dark." he handed phil a piece of his blue.

he thanked him and glanced back at your door. "it took some time to calm them down, will."

ghostbur traced a little heart on the fogged up window.

"phil, it hurt."

he looked at the heart his son drew.

"it hurt to see them cry."

[ ⋯ ]

“would you like some blue? i should’ve given you some last time.”

ghostbur wasn’t exactly sure why you wished to see him, but he was happy nonetheless. he put the blue in front of you and gave it a little pat as encouragement.

phil watched the scene from the other side of the room, just out of worry. it’d only been a week since you first met him and you’d been locked in your room ever since, but the minute you came out you had asked him to bring ghostbur, needing to talk to him. he was shocked at your request and asked you to reconsider, but you were fixated on speaking to him.

“you...” you looked down at the blue clump he’d placed in front of you, covering it with your hand. “ghost..bur, i want to.. i want us to be friends, of some sort, if that’s okay... is that okay?”

he stopped fiddling with the blue in his hands and jumped from his seat. "do you mean that?"

you paused for a second and looked at him, taking everything in, and nodded.

and it was cold again.

and you were cold because he was hugging you again, giggling happily. "i'm happy, thank you... oh!" he parted from the hug and pulled out a white flower.

"it's not blue, but it's still pretty!"

he really wasn't... wilbur, was he?

"thank you, ghostbur."

a shaky sigh left you, and you pulled your knees to your chest as best you could. ghostbur wished you and phil a nice day, and he left saying he had some fatherly business to tend to. he took a seat across from you, where ghostbur sat not too long ago.

"he's not him, you know that, you need to know that."

you twirled the daisy around between your fingers, focusing on it. "i wonder how long it'll take for this flower to wilt. want to place a bet, phil?"

he grabbed your hand, stopping your motions. "tell me you know it's not him. tell me you're not doing this because you think you can be with him like wilbur."

[ ⋯ ]

"did you know daises supposedly symbolize purity and innocence?"

you looked at the flower in your hand and pressed the head to your lips. "and you're giving this to me because im just oh so innocent and pure?"

wilbur scoffed and closed his eyes. "please, you're just the opposite of pure. a complete menace, really."

he felt you moving his hair and opened his eyes, seeing you laying on your stomach, trying to tuck something behind his ear. "hello, no boundaries, when did you get here?"

you sat up, proudly smiling.

he loved that smile.

"shut it, i was just trying to make you prettier." though he hadn't looked or asked yet, he knew you put the flower in his hair.

"well, do i?"

yeah, he did.

"as pretty as a princess, your highness."

you laid back down next to him, facing to look at him. he wasn't smiling, but he looked relaxed.

he looked happy,

and that flower was good on him too.

[ ⋯ ]

it looked so sad, ripped from the ground.

“i can barely say his name, phil,” you spoke in a hushed voice. “and when i do i feel like i can barely breathe anymore.”

he let let of your hand and sat back, silently urging you to continue. “do you think that maybe if i talk to him, it’ll help? because phil, i don’t want to feel like this forever because it hurts and i’m so, so tired. i know you’re hurting too, so please... please just let me try.”

you pressed the head of the flower to your lips, waiting for his response. you knew he wasn’t wilbur, and he wouldn’t ever be wilbur, but you couldn’t avoid him or moving on forever.

he sighed and headed towards his own room. “if you want to, but don’t push yourself too far.”

“i could say the same about you.”

ghostbur was kind, though he did seem childish and forgetful. since you told him you wanted to be friends with him, he clung to you day in and day out. he spoke about all kinds of things, sometimes he would ramble for hours about a few animals he saw in the forest. his home was neat and tidy, surrounded by books and potion making stands. it almost reminded you of your shared home with wilbur not long ago, though much smaller and lacking a key component.

in the few months you’d spent together, he’d also recently grown fond of holding your hand. to be more specific, he enjoyed interlocking your pinkies together.

it hurt when you touched, and that wasn’t even considering the fact that he was always so cold. if anything, that was what hurt least. after the first time, you strayed away from his touch as subtly as you could. moving away when he touched your shoulder to pick up a flower or removing your hand from his to wave to a passerby.

but it didn’t hurt as much anymore.

you’d been held before, of course you had, but it’d been a while since it hadn’t been out of pity or shared pain. when ghostbur hugged you it was because he wanted to, because he enjoyed you and your company. it was something you hadn’t felt in a long time, and it was as wonderful as you remembered.

he was cold, freezing almost, but somehow when he hugged you it felt warm.

“i have found a flower!” you jumped, nearly dropping the blaze powder on the floor. you put the powder on the stone counter and let out a sigh of relief, seeing it was only ghostbur.

between both his hands he held a flower, and you heard him congratulate himself quietly. “it’s a white tulip, at least i think it is,” it was actually, he was right. “here... you.. go!”

ghostbur tucked your hair behind your ear and placed the flower delicately. “i hope it doesn’t fall. you can adjust it to make it better, though.”

you smiled and thanked him, going back to the potion.

lately, you’d been helping him make his invisibility potions, along with others that he enjoyed experimenting with. his favorites to make, besides invisibility, were night vision and instant harming potions. he didn’t let you help him with the harming potions, insisting they were too dangerous to handle.

“don’t touch that, you’re gonna hurt yourself.”

[ ⋯ ]

“will, i have made just about every single potion you can think of, i think i can handle this one.”

he grabbed your hands and walked, making you walk backwards too. “and i have helped you with all of them just about a dozen times, and i once ended up unconscious and bleeding for a day.”

“that is,” you pulled him down by your connected hands and kissed him softly. “because,” again. “you’re kind of stupid.” last time.

he chuckled and wrapped his arms around your waist. “stupid?”

you nodded.

“i’m just so,” he lifted you up and squeezed, causing a scream from you. “stupid, right?”

though you couldn’t see his face, you could tell he had the biggest grin on his face. such a dumbass, you thought, though you couldn’t help but laugh at his actions.

[ ⋯ ]

“i’m almost done with this batch, if you need some right now.” ghostbur shook his head and hugged you from behind, both to hold you and see what you were up to.

he enjoyed times like these.

when you were in his little home in the sewers of new l’manberg (“i promise it doesn’t smell, i’m fine, bur!”), helping him with his tasks or reading with him. he enjoyed seeing your smile too, seeing you laugh and getting to hold you. they were small, some domestic-like things, but they made him the happiest ghost.

you’d been happier more recently, too.

he loved that.

he could still remember the day he met you, your shaking and cries and the complete terror and panic he felt. it was odd to him, usually he forgot unpleasant memories, but he could remember that day so, so clearly. it still made him upset to think about it, but before he could go too deep, you’d typically show up with a smile on your face to greet him. somehow always managing to fix all his worries and doubts, reminding him that it was in the past.

that you were here with him, and how you could so easily allow yourself to feel happy with him.

and he loved how you made him feel so happy in return too, like he was walking on the soft clouds in the sky. often by just doing the littlest things, no grand gestures ever needed.

he felt a small poke at his side and looked back towards you. the potions had long been put away and sorted into their place. instead you sat on the counter, holding a beat up old book and looking at him with curious eyes.

"what d'you think about when you disappear like that?" you asked.

he blinked and looked towards the floor in confusion. "dis...appear?" it was his turn to be curious now. ghostbur didn't disappear, as far as he knew anyways. he didn't disappear, did he?

noticing his incoming panic, you waved to get his attention. "wait, wait, no, i don't mean literally disappear, bur." he shifted his gaze back to you. "i just mean you look lost in thought a lot, i was just wondering what you thought about."

ah, he knew what you meant now.

"well, you mostly, sometimes friend or fundy and phil, but you mostly." and oh, that caught your attention.

a part of you told you to leave it alone, tell him that it was good to know or to just say okay and switch topics. but another part of you was curious, almost desperate to know what he meant by 'well, you mostly', and what better time than the present?

if there was one thing about ghostbur, it was that he was honest to a fault.

"what do you mean by mostly me, bur?"

he opened the book in your hands and opened it, 'aww'ing at content inside.

"bur?" you carefully grabbed and moved his hands away. "what does mostly me mean?"

"um..." your hands were warm, he noticed. "well, i think about you a lot." you nodded, but continued to hold his hands in your own.

"or do you want to know what.. i think about? i'm sorry i don't– can you ask again?"

the truth was that he did know what you meant, but he wasn't sure if he wanted you to know what the answer was. playing dumb always worked at getting him out of an uncomfortable situation before, but something told him you wouldn't let him play dumb this time.

"that's what i meant, yeah."

there was no out this time, was there?

he wasn’t stupid.

sure ghostbur was an amnesiac, and sure he was the silly little comic relief character, but he wasn’t stupid. he understood the weight the phrase ‘i love you’ carried, he understood how messed up his feelings for you were, and he understood how badly hearing those words in a romantic sense, coming from ghostbur of all people, would damage you.

the two of you came so far since then, and he cherished that more than anything in the world.

he remembered every little thing about you, since the day he saw you looking for a home. ever since that day, slowly, memories would come to him. memories of you, of your relationship and friendship. every argument, every touch, every smile and laugh.

was it really so awful to want that again...? was it selfish?

he knew you were calling out for him, he had ‘disappeared’ again, he knew he had. perhaps if he waited long enough, you’d drop the topic and he wouldn’t have to ruin anything.

perhaps he wouldn’t have to lose you again.

but when he looked at you, so much warmth and care in your eyes, how could he lie to you any longer? for how longer could he keep up his facade, keep lying to you, to everyone and himself that he didn’t wish to call you his once more.

“i remember everything when it comes to you, do you know that?” he speaks so quietly, barely audible, looking at the floor. “and i don’t know why, i forget everything, but when it comes to you i just can’t.”

truthfully, he had scared you a little, going away for so long, but you brushed that aside and continued to listen. “and i try, i try to forget when you cry or we have an argument. i couldn’t understand why for the longest time, you know? i thought i was broken even further than i already was, but i was wrong.”

you paused, curiosity gone in an instant. “bur, you don’t.. have to if you don’t want to, we can drop it.” you had already heard this years ago and you knew what came at the end of the confession, you knew what would happen at the end of the story, you lived that story.

[ ⋯ ]

smoke filled your lungs and you coughed, trying to wave it out of your face. one second you were trying to shield yourself with niki and fundy and the next you were laying on the ground, weak and bruised. there was a constant ringing in your ears, and it was so fucking annoying, you just wanted it gone.

someone lifted you up, they were talking to you, at least you think they were. over all the ringing it was near impossible to hear anything more than a muffle.

with a hand still clutching your arm, you tried to walk back, only to trip and immediately fall to the ground again.

“no! hey, we need to be careful,” it sounded like fundy, but dust from the crumbling debris left you blind. “can you hear me now?” you nodded and looked up to see fundy, just as you thought you would.

with his help, you steadied yourself and looked towards the stands, only to see a gaping hole where it should be. looking down you saw stone and andesite, any chairs or pathways long gone.

“fun.. fundy?” you looked to him for answers, but instead he stood, staring at a little hole in the mountain, fear and shock on his face.

before you could look at what he was looking at, he looked back and tried to push you away from the scene. you protested, trying to get him to leave you alone, claiming you were old enough to see whatever damage had been done. faintly, you heard tommy and quackity’s yells and froze.

you shoved fundy’s hands off you and ran as best you could where tommy stood, stumbling and crashing on the harsh ground. but even from your position you could see him. you could see both of them, and you could see the shiny, bloody blade through wilbur’s abdomen.

and everything went still, and nothing felt real anymore. you couldn’t feel, couldn’t hear anything. the only thing you could do was see– see the horrific scene of wilbur, your wilbur, dying in front of you.

then the world continued as if nothing had happened.

there was screaming and cries in the back, and you felt yourself being grabbed, but nothing really seemed to matter.

‘don’t do anything stupid, will’

it was a simple request and he promised he could never,

he promised.

[ ⋯ ]

you lived that story, and you didn’t want to relive it– you just couldn’t live it again.

“i’m broken, i think i forever will be, but you... you help in a way.” he was holding your hands now. “and i know i can’t ask you to reciprocate, or even wish to be near me, but please, let me admit this once and for all to you.” tears were falling down both of your faces now, and it burned him so bad, but he could mope about it later.

you only lowered your head in response, but you didn’t back away from his touch, instead bringing him slightly closer to you.

“i do adore you, i won’t ever stop, but what hurts the most is that i love you, but i don’t know if you feel the same.”

there are little things in life that hurt more than true heartbreak. it’s not like a burn from spilt hot water, it’s not a cut or stab from a sword, not even like being engulfed in flames. because when burnt or stabbed, you know the pain will end soon, whether by healing or death, but with heartbreak there is no set time for an end or even when the healing will begin.

the day wilbur left was the day everything fell apart. your only wish was to hold him, to go back and time and say you were there for him, no matter what thoughts he had. that he wasn’t crazy as everyone else said.

life’s unfair, it always has been and will continue to be. no do overs, no magical wishes could be granted.

but the day ghostbur brought you a daisy and set it on phil’s kitchen table for you to have, you started to believe that perhaps you could rebuild everything again, recover from the shitshow wilbur had left.

rather than will, ghostbur was here now, and he would be until he wouldn’t be. you pulled him into a hug which he accepted, and stood there with him for a while, doing nothing but holding onto each other. his sobbing only worsened as yours calmed down, but you merely reached to stroke his hair to calm him.

you knew your answer and he did too, he knew it from the moment he’d realize just how far he’d fallen.

but he just wanted to cherish you for a little longer,

and all you wanted was to cherish him for a little longer.

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ablackfangirlwrites · 3 years

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Jealous ll

Part 2!!!! I linked the sone again cause its a bop and I love it also heres pt one!

You had had enough

Thats what you kept telling yourself

As you got ready tonight

You weren't going sit in the house anymore waiting for keigo to show up whenever he felt like it

Tonight you were going out for you

You thought about how you used to have fun, how you used to be happy

And how miserable you had been lately and you decided

If Keigo didnt appreciate you anymore

Then you'd find someone who would

So thats why you found yourself looking in the mirror admiring how well you dressed up tonight to go out

You almost forgot how hot you were when you put in a little effort

You had originally stopped because keigo would tell you how beautiful and perfect you were without make up or anything

But now you were on the prowl for someone new to notice you and keigo's words meant little to nothing to you right now

Tonight you were gonna find someone to show you just a little bit of attention you craved so much and it wasnt going to be keigo

Just then you saw keigo staring at you from the reflection in mirror

he was home unusually eailer

"Dont you have to work?" You asked bitterly

"Where are you going?" He asked ignoring your statement

Sighed and rolling your eyes and picking up your purse you turned to him before leaving the bedroom, "Out. You don't have to wait up for me."

"You're being ridiculous y/n."

He said following you but you ignored him

"Y/n? Y/n?" He kept calling you, "You cant just go out an-"

"And why not?" You turned to him before you left the apartment, "according to you were not even really dating-"

"You know why that is." He told you seriously

You huffed out a fake laugh, "yeah, but its still okay for you to flirt with anyone?"

Keigo didnt respond to that making you chuckle, "Exactly...like I said im going out dont wait up." Then you slammed the door leaving.

You knew you were being unreasonable with him

You knew the two of you needed to just talk and make up

But you kept letting your anger from all your arguments cloud your judgment

Because you just wanted him to feel the same hurt and jealously you had been feeling more then anything

Keigo stared at the door you had just slammed

Things somehow got worse in the following days after your argument on your anniversary

You refused to talk to him

He tried to apologize to you but you basically brushed him off

Keigo wasn't sure what to think you said you hated him, you wouldnt sleep in the bed with him

Yet you hadn't packed up and left so that was good right?

But that distance that was growing between the two of you was wider then before

And he didnt know what to do to fix it

And now you were going out clearly dressed to find someone else

Did you really hate him? Had you really had enough of him?

Hell, he couldnt even blame you if you did he thought

You had put up with so much of him up until now

And maybe some of what you said the other night was true? Had he gotten too comfortable with you always being there?

But that was only because he loved you

Keigo was truly in love with you, and dispite you suspensions he never cheated on you

And he would never do that, you were the only one he wanted even now when you two seemed to be at each others throats

He still wanted you, and he couldn't picture his life without you

So thats why he ended up following you to the bar you were currently at

He made sure you hadnt noticed him staying in the back out of your sight

And he hated what he saw

He saw you having fun

You had met up with some of your girlfriends the three of you all laughing and drinking

You acting like you didnt have a care in the world, like the two of you didnt argue before you left out

Having a good time as if you didnt leave him alone in the house

He watched you dancing as though you were having the time of your life as other mean stared and gawked at you

He watched as a guy singled you out and was clearly flirting with you

And worst you let him and was encouraging him

You kept touching his shoulder laughing at his jokes letting him dance against you

Words couldnt describe the irritation he felt watching

He wanted nothing more then to rip that mans hands off you and fly away with you in his arms

But part of him felt like he deserved this

This feeling he had, was it how you felt?

If so he needed to fix this, was all that he could think

And he was about to go to you, but before he could someone called out his name

"Hey! Hawks is here!"

Fuck he said to himself when a crowd started to form around him

His eyes then connected with yours knowing you heard he was here

And for a moment he thought you were gonna come up to him

But instead you kept talking to the random guy ignoring him

Hawks wanted to go to you and talk to just take you back home

But was having trouble getting away from the crowd

He was all smiles talking to his fans but the whole time he kept his eyes on you

But somehow it became a battle to see who was going to be more stubborn

You continued to dance with the random guy, but now you knew keigo was here watching you

You convinced yourself not to care, you came here to have fun and he wasnt going to ruin it for you

But thats just what he was doing as you watched him talk to some random girl now

He was here to get under you skin, you were sure of it

But two could play this little game

Both of you having this little war with each other watching each other from across the room

And you couldnt lie you were enjoying it a bit

Seeing his eyes watching you, knowing he had to be feeling the sting of jealousy as another man held you close

But It all came to a head when you saw the girl he was dancing with lips on his neck

He wasnt looking at you when you saw that all his attention clearly on her

You couldn't deny the sharp feeling in your chest at the sight

And not wanting to see anymore you left the dance floor telling the guy you needed to go to the bathroom

Hawks pulled away from the handsy fan

Denying anymore of her advances

Yeah he had been trying to get under your skin now but thats was a bit much

But now when he looked up to find you again, only to see you were gone

His stomach sank

Where did you go? You had to had just seen that?

Did you leave with that guy? Hawks started to panic when he didnt seem him either

Where did you go? Why was he being so stupid just now? He should have just went to talk to you

Just then keigo noticed the guy you had been flirting with at the bar and went up to him

"The girl you were dancing with? Where'd she go?"

The guy looked at him like he was crazy "whats it too you?" He challenged him

But keigo wasnt in a playful mood and grabbed the man by the collar, "Answer the question asshole."

The guy quickly put his hands up in defeat, "she just said-

"Hawks?"

He heard his name called out and looked behing him to see you

"What are- you are so unbelievable." Yku shook your head storming off

You couldn't believe him he had the audacity to attack the guy you had been talking to

It didnt take much thought to figure out why

And it annoyed you to no end

So keigo could flirt and let girls kiss all over him but if you had a guy around you that was too much

He was such a hypocrite

You were angry your whole way back home

You stood in the mirror once you got back

But with a different feeling in your stomach then the feeling you had before you left

You felt defeated your plans of fun had been ruined and you felt like your back in the same spot you had been in

Hawks was giving you a little bit of space taking his time getting back home

Because now you were probably madder than before at him

When hr got in he saw you had just got out the shower

"Y/n..."

You heard him call out your name But you ignored him

Y/n, you have to listen to me."

You werent going to turned around but before you knew it he hugged you from behind

"Im sorry."

"Let go of me hawks." You spat out but he didnt budge

"Just listen to me y/n..."

"Why are we doing this to each other?" You asked quietly, "Why do you keep hurting me? What are we even doing? It clearly isnt wor-"

"Ive been an idiot, y/n."

Keigo buried his face in your neck, "I've been so stupid, but please please dont leave me."

You were trying to fight back tears, "I dont want to leave you keigo....but I cant-"

"Dont say you can't with me anymore. I need you." Keigo pleaded holding you tighter

You were so frustrated

You still loved him, you still wanted to be with him, because when things are good between you they're great

But the way your relationship had been it was becoming too much

But you wanted to stay with him

Because you loved him

You moved your hands and held on to his arms secretly enjoying his embrace that you missed so much

"I know you mean well keigo-"

"I love you so much y/n," keigo cut you off again, "I know ive been an asshole, ive been neglectful, ive been the worst, but dont give up on me. Please."

You finally turned around to face him and hugged him back

You could see the sincerity in his eyes as you did "I love you too keigo but I just cant do this- we keep hurting each other...thats not what your supposed to do to the people you love."

Keigo pulled back "You want me to tell everyone about us? I will." He told you, "You want me to tell you everything ive been doing I will, I promise you Ill to whatever it takes to fix us. I dont want to live the way we have anymore."

You knew he was serious and your heart leaped hearing his words but you werent sure

"You're the only one I want y/n" he said giving you a light kiss

Almost like he was asking for permission

"Ill do whatever it takes for you to forgive me."

He said inbetween kisses, "you're so important to me, im sorry i made you think you weren't."

You couldnt lie he was finally saying everything you wanted to hear

And you wanted to believe him

"You promise?" You asked him

"I promise."

#bnha imagines #bnha x reader #bnha headcanons #mha x reader #bnha hawks #mha hawks #bnha keigo #keigo takami x reader #my hero academia keigo takami #hawks x reader

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 3 years

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Go Go Let's Go! Let's Go! Dateko! (Pt 3)

⚠️THIS FIC IS 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI ⚠️

Warnings: angst, swearing, fluff, smut mentioned

Word count: 7,000 +

You wake up the next morning fully exhausted.

After yet another round before you both cooked dinner, you ended dinner with Takuro fucking you against the wall as you gushed around his cock.

You hadn't fucked that much since you were in your early 20s. And for a man in his late 40s, Takuros stamina was unmatched.

It took you an hour to pack up and leave because he had to fuck you again in the bedroom and on the couch.

"I seriously can't get enough of you" He says as he walks you to your car.

"Well we will definitely be having more sleep overs very soon" you say as he kisses you.

"Dont leave" he says, hugging you tightly "Please stay"

"Taku I can't Kenji will be home soon" you say as you places kisses on his neck.

"When are we going to tell him Y/N? He deserves to know" Takuro said

He was right. Kenji needed to know. The last thing you wanted was to lie to your son,

"I'll talk to him tonight ok" you say as Takuro smiles at you and kisses you goodbye.

You arrive home grabbing your bag from the car. You hope Kenji isn't home yet as you approach your house. You see a light on.

fuck

You open the door and walk in.

"Hi Kenji, sorry I'm late. I was at grandma and gran-" you say as you look up to see your son glaring at you.

"Kenji are you ok?" You say with concern on your face.

"Oh I don't know mom. How would you feel if you saw your mother kiss your coach in public?" He says as your eyes widen.

"Thought I was going to grab some snacks but turns out I got a whole ass meal in the form of my mother making out with my volleyball coach! What in the actual fuck mom? How long? How long have you been lying to me?" He screams at you as you shutter back

You've never seen your son so angry as he is right now.

"It's one thing for you to come to out games Mom but for you to date my coach?? Seriously mom that's too far" Kenji screams at you as you stand there absorbing it all.

"I mean Jesus Christ mom! You couldn't go an date some other random man! Why can't you just get your own life! Instead you have to fuck my coach! I hate you!" He screams as he stomps to his room slamming his door.

You can't say anything. You're completely frozen.

He hated you. The words swarmed your mind over and over

Had you going out with Takurō really affected Kenji this much? You feel your eyes begin to swell as tears began to roll down your cheeks. You turn, slowly moving to your room as you feel the tears begin to fall faster.

You didn't sleep much that night. Not at all really. You couldn't believe you broke you child's trust like that. You hated yourself and hated that you made him so uncomfortable.

You had to talk to Takuro. You sent him an early text at 5am as you made your way to the kitchen. You noticed Kenji's door was still closed ad you made coffee and fruit to take to your room. You return to a message asking to meet you before morning practice.

You get dressed and leave the house without a sound. You try to be as quiet as you can be as to not disturb your sleeping kid. I've already messed up his life enough I don't want to mess up his sleep you say to yourself as you get in your car and drive to the school. It's 6:00am by the time you arrive. Takurō is already waiting for you.

You get out of your car as he notices the tears spilling from your eyes.

"Y/N what's wrong is everything ok?" He rushes to you and pulls you into a hug. Your tears completely drowning out everything, including the preying eyes of a certain 2nd year manager as she approaches the side of the school.

Mai stops when she sees you and the coach. She hears you crying and backs up next to the gym to listen.

"I'm sorry Takuro but I can't keep seeing you" you say as yu look at him with tears streaming down your face.

"I don’t understand Y/N I thought-" Takuro says concerned

"Kenji found out about our dates. Apparently he saw us with a few members of the team. He was really upset and told me I need to stay out of his school life" you say as your tears begin to flow quicker.

Takuro pulls you into a hug. He doesn't want you to be upset

"Y/N let me talk to him please I want to be with you" Takuro says as he pulls away placing his hand under your chin.

"Takuro no please he already hates me enough. I can't lose my son. He's right I should have never pryed in his life. I'm so sorry Takuro. I really like you but I can't do this to Kenji" you say as you back up to gave him.

Takuro is devastated to say the least. The women he cares so deeply for is forced to make a choice because he had crossed the line between parent and coach.

"No Y/N, it's my fault. I'm sorry that this happened. I don't blame you. If anything this is my fault. I should have been more responsible. You are Kenji's mom and I'm his coach. It was inappropriate" he says as he looks down.

Somehow it hurt even more to hear Takuro say those words. You knew he cared for you but he was trying to take the burden of your son's blame off of you.

Meanwhile Mai is both crying and furious.

Could Kenji really be this big of an ass?

"Thank you for supporting the boys Y/N. It was a pleasure" Takuro says as he waves to you turning to walk towards the gym.

You get in your car as you start to drive home. The tears consistently rolling down your cheeks. You park the car as you completely lose your cool. You start beating on the steering wheel screaming and crying as you let all your pent up emotions out.

you're neighbors probably think your insane

After 15 minutes you walk in the house, noticing Kenji's door is open. You decide to leave him be as you make your way to your room still sniffling from your car melt down.

You walk into your room and lay down. You've already called out of work for the day as you feel like you just mentally can't do it. You lay in bed as you feel the emotions take over again.

Meanwhile Kenji arrives at school. He's still mad about his discovery of yours and his coaches relationship. He can't believe you would do such a thing to him. To invade his personal life like that.

Coach doesn't say anything though out practice. Kenji figures his mom already has him in her side through this whole ordeal. Why wouldn't he be?

"Mai can you tell coach we need to get the jerseys altered" Kenji says to Mai as she watches coach look to Kenji and walk out of the gym.

"Tell him yourself" Mai says snarkily as she turns away.

"Mai just do it" Kenji says "i’m not in the mood today"

"Why because you’re ashamed you made your mom cry" Mai yells as the team stops.

Mai looks at Kenji and she's pissed.

"You know you have the sweetest kindest mom in the entire world and she's happy. But you can't have that can you Kenji because you're a massive ass" Mai screams.

Kenji is heated. He doesn't know how Mai found out but he isn't going to take being yelled at.

"Mai you have no idea what you're even talking about so just butt out" Kenji screams at her and Aone walks in from of Mai forming a protective barrier.

"It's ok Aone. I'm not scared of Kenji" she says as steps in front of Aone "you know what I saw this morning Kenji? I saw your mom and coach in the parking lot. And your mom was crying. Like hard core crying telling coach that she couldn't see him anymore."

Mai is shouting at Kenji as Kenji just stares.

You were really crying? And worse is he caused it?

"You know Kenji your mom goes out of her way to do everything for this team! Coach shows interest in her and she likes him back and suddenly its an attack on you?" Mai is screaming at this point, tears flowing down her face.

The team watches in shock. They have never seen Mai this angry before.

"Newsflash asshole you're mom is allowed to be happy! She told coach she couldn't see him anymore because of you! She told him she didn't want to hurt YOU KENJI. Your mom is heartbroken and she's worried because he son is upset because she's happy? Give me a fucking break!" Mai screams one last time as she turns to walk out of the gym, slamming the door behind her.

The boys stand in silence. Kenji is shocked.

you really liked coach that much and you really cared enough about him to ruin whatever you and coach had going on?

The team turns as they shake their heads in disbelief at Kenji, even Aone shows emotion.

"You are the only one who sees an issue here Kenji" he speaks as he walks back to join the team.

Kenji walks out of the gym doors as he slides down the outer walls. He really was being an ass. He didn't care about your feelings only his own personal standings as the captain of the iron wall.

He got up walking to the coaches office. He knocks as Takuro directs him to enter.

Takuro looks up at Kenji and back to his paperwork. He doesn't sound good. He sounds like he's upset.

"Yes Futakuchi" Takuro chokes out.

Kenji clears his throat "do you really care about her?"

Takuro looks up from his work spinning around his in chair.

"I do but she made it clear that you come first. As a good mother should. You are really lucky to have her. She cares for your very deeply and she loves you so very much" he says she he swivels around facing his work with his arms resting in his desk as his hands lean against his forehead

"I see" he says as he crosses his arms in front of his chest "then I guess I owe you both an apology".

Takuro turns in his chair to see a soft smiling Kenji as a smile slowly appears on his face.

The day seems to drag on. It's only 4pm but it feels like you've been in bed for days. You decide to get up and shower, planning to make dinner before Kenji comes home. He might not want to speak with you but you're still his mother.

You shower and walk to the kitchen to prepare dinner. You start to sniffle again as you try not to let it go into a full blown cry session. You hear the door open as you continue to cut up vegetables.

You don't hear anything as you look up to see your tall son leaning against the door frame to the kitchen with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

You smile lightly as you try not to cry more. The tears seem to flow no matter how hard you try to control them.

"Mom" Kenji says in a sweet voice.

You look up smiling at him as you wipe your tears "Oh hi sweetheart how was practice?"

He frowns walking over to you as he hugs you from behind. No longer being able to control the tears you turn around hugging your son as you crying into his shoulder.

"Kenji I'm so sorry. Please forgive me! I didn't mean to ruin your life. I just got excited and-" you say as your tears continue to wet his date tech tracksuit.

"Mom stop ok" Kenji says as he pulls away placing hands on your shoulders.

"Mom I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I was a complete ass to you. I didn't even listen to your side of the story" he says as he looks at you ashamed "you've done so much for me and I ruined your happiness."

"It's ok baby I overstepped my boundaries. I'm sorry" you say as you hug him.

"Mai told me what happened with you and coach" Kenji said sweetly as he looks at your shocked face.

"M-Mai was there" you say as your eyes widen.

"Yeah and I'm glad she was. She told me what happened. She told me you told coach you couldn't see him" Kenji said looking down at you.

"It's ok Kenj. Coach was ok with it. He understood you came first" you say sweetly.

"Well Im not ok with it" Kenji says as he pulls away from you walking towards your front door. He opens the door for someone as your eyes widen.

"T-Takuro?" you say as you place your hands over your mouth.

"Hi Y/N" he says as he goes to hug you. You hug him back as you cry into this shoulder.

"Shh it's ok Y/N" he says as you break from the hug.

"Kenji?" you say questioningly to your son

"Mom I realized your happiness is more important than my reputation" he says as he looks at both you and coach.

"Kenji" you say as you start to cry yet again going to hug your son "you're really ok with this?"

"Yeah mom. I'm happy if your happy. Now go get ready. Coach is taking you out on a date or whatever" he says as he rolls his eyes and waves his hand walking go his room.

"Really" you say as you run back to Takuro and he chuckles. "Yes sweetheart" he says as he leans down the kiss you.

"God I'm never going to get use to this" Kenji says as he closes his bedroom door.

You both laugh as you deepen the kiss with the man of your affections.

*2 days later*

"Oh Ms. Futakuchi! It's so nice to see you" Obara shouts as Kenji rolls his eyes walking the complete other way as you and Takuro stroll into practice hand in hand.

"Thank you! It's nice to see you too" you smile.

"I see Mai got through to Kenji" Obara smirks as the rest of the team laughs.

"Alright time for laps" Kenji screams clapping his hands together trying to avoid the inevitable

"Wait what did Mai say?" You look at Kenji as he hides his face then to coach who starts laughing.

Mai was looking down at the floor, softly smiling.

"Well our sweet Mai laid in hard to ole Kenji. She told him he was being an ass and told him that you deserved the world" he says as he grabs your waist.

"Mai" you say as your mouth gapes and your eyes sparkle "Thank you!"

You run to hug her as she hugs you back.

"Marry this one Kenji! I like her a lot more than I like you" you snicker as you turn to leave practice.

Kenji just smiles as you walk hand in hand with Coach out of the gym.

"Whatever you say mom. Whatever you say"

#dateko #date tech #Oiwake Takuro #justiceforthehaikyuucoachs #haikyuucoaches #haikyuu #haikyū!!#haikyuu!!#teammom #team mom series #team mom

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mha-smipy07 · 3 years

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warnings: SMUT, oral (both m/f receiving but m more than f), unprotected sex, language, isn't really a warning but i'm making a part two to this that will be shorter and idk when it will be out.

paring: akaashi keiji x fem!reader

A/n: hii i haven't written anything on here like this before so i hope you like it and feedback would be great or any tips for my writing

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you on your way to the new apartment that your looking at moving in to meet your roommate. you've been looking for a place to move into scene you can't live in a hotel and your parents don't want you living with them now that your in college and dorms where to much monye. being beyond excited about this, like come on 2 bedroom 1 bath apartment that has everything you need and only $300 a month? can't get better than that.

but little did you know you'd be getting a new best friend with benefits.

when you got to the apartment was clean and smelled like? cotton candy? there was a big couch, with a tv in front of it. there's a good sized kitchen with an island.

"so thats my room and that would be your room" he points to the 2 doors, and one is open with you assume is his because the room is somewhat decorated.

"so where's the bathroom?" you ask opening the bedroom door. looking around. there's one two doors in the room next to each other.

"ya one down side is the bathroom is connected between our rooms, and there's no other way to get into it." Akaashi opened one of the 2 doors and there was a bathroom with a shower that takes up one side and the other had a counter and a toilet next to it.

"oh ok" you opened the other door and it's a closet, "i like this place and it's only $300 a month?" you asked looking at Akaashi as he nodded and gives a little yep.

you signed some papers and on you where to moving you shiz in here. Akaashi offered to help move your stuff over and you agreed and the 2 over you headed over your your parents house.

that's was it within 5 hours all your stuff was in your new shared apartment. the house itself was amazing but akaashi was another bonus, tall, nice, respectful, strong, and unbelievably cute and hot.

"un going to order some take out you want some?" he offers as you were organizing your new room.

"um ya sure" you agree and go to grab your wallet but Akaashi stopped you saying he's paying. you tell him what you want trying to keep it cheap.

when he got ack with the food he put it on the coffee table and pulled it closer to the couch. "oh ya i didn't feel a need to have a dining table because i've always watched tv when eating, it's that ok?" he almost looked embarrassed.

"ya ya thats ok dont worry" you fell back onto the couch next to him and turned on the tv. you guys were just eating and getting to know each other

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you and Akaashi have lived together for about 6 months now and without a doubt you have a thing for him. you can't help but let your eyes wanted his body whenever her comes out of his room with some lose sweatpants and no shirt. you could look at him and tell he was an athlete.

every night you two sat on the couch and ate dinner with each other and tonight your gonna try and make a move. you made home made pizza and put the 2 pizzas you made on the coffee table.

"we should watch a horror movie tonight" you said with a smirk on your face. Akaashi look a little surprised because he didn't think you where one for scary movies but he would never turn down a horror movie so he agreed.

he picked the movie and you went to change. you changed into shorts that barely covers your ass, and a cropped tank top. you walked out and dropped your phone, you'd like to say on purpose but it was a accident. but you took advantage of it and bent over in front of Akaashi.

"sorry," you apologize and try your hardest to just give a small smile. you sat a little closer than you normally do. he never questioned your outfit choice because it was a hot due to the broken AC that your waiting to get money too fix. and to be far he was in nothing but some gym shorts and a thin tank top.

you two ate and watch the movie. you started moving closer to him so you where touching his arm. the window was open and a cold breeze came through, so you grabbed a blanket and put it over yourself but Akaashi took some of it and threw it over his legs, throwing his arm over your shoulder pulling your closer.

after about 5 mins you shyly placed your hand in his thigh and he let out a giggle. you could feel his breath on your neck and behind your ear.

"your not that sneaky honey, i know exactly what your trying to do" Akaashi's breath was hot against your skin and his words make your breath get stuck in your throat

"w-what do you mean?" you try playing stupid. "you want me to fuck you dont you? your plan was to turn me on with that little out fit and then bending over in front of me. now putting you hand on your thigh."

you swallow thickly and tried to talk but was cut off

"well your little plan kinda worked. because you do look hella cute in this." Akaashi turned you around and pulled you on to him lap with one swift motion. "know tell me, am i right? you were trying to make me want you?"

you gave a little nod and when you tried to move in to a more comfortable position you felt his semi-hard length on your clothed cunt.

"use your word." his voice was stern and deep. you managed a small "y-yes" out of your throat and you bit your lip. Akaashi smirked and started kissing your neck.

" it was obvious you had a thing for me after like 2 months of you living with me, but i don't mind this" he said against your neck in between kisses. he started sucking softly leaving small red circles on your neck that would be gone by the time you go to sleep.

he hit a soft spot which made you moan a little, encouraging him to suck and bit around that area. you subconsciously started grinding your hips down on to his.

"oo so eager are we?" he asked and let out a small laugh before putting his hands under your shirt. his eyes ask if he can take it off and you give a nod before he threw the shirt across the room.

you started kissing his neck and the grinding of your hips for faster making him hiss a little. you started tugging at his tank top before taking to off him. he unclips your bra and takes it off in seconds, his mouth finding your nipple he started kissing and sucking on it.

he tugged on your shorts and you took those off along with your underwear and he took off his shorts so he was in boxers. you slid off the couch and in between his legs on your knees.

"can i?" you asked hooking your finger around the hem of the boxers on him. he nodded and put his hips up so you could slip them off easily. his cock swung against his stomach and you couldn't wait to feel how heavy he is in your mouth.

you grabbed his cock and wrapped your hand around him. taking a finger from your other hand you pick up the bead of pre cum on the tip of your finger and licked it. your eyes could have rolled to the back of your head just from the taste of him.

you wasted no time putting him in your mouth. he was so heavy on your tongue, but you swirl your tongue around his tip and sucked a little before pushing almost all of him your into mouth in one go. he touched the back of your throat making him throw his head back and let out a short sting of moans. he grabs your hair into a ponytail as you started to set your pace.

"ahh- fuck im gonna come" he warned trying to pull out but you pushed your head down farther and squeezed his balls a little and he came in your mouth.

you looked up at him and swallowed all his seed. you got back up of the couch, straddling his leg and kissed his deeply so he could taste himself on you. he grabbed the back of your head and pushed you closer to him.

his hand creeped between your legs and started playing with your clit making you moan against his lips. he dipped a finger in to your dripping cunt and put his finger in his mouth.

"fuck you are so wet, you liked sucking me off didn't you?" he asked and got a cocky smile. you started grinding against his cock thats now hard again.

"you want me inside you?" he whispered into your ear, in which you nodded as a response. he let out a small chuckle and lifted you up and guided himself in you.

you let out a moan as you slid down his shaft and after you agusted it his size he started bouncing you on his dick. "n-never did i think i-id be fucking you o-on the couch" Akaashi struggled to say between grunts and shaky breaths.

"mm nether did i- ahh fuck right there!" you threw your head back has he hit that soft spot in you. Akaashi adjusted his position under you so he could hold you up and pound into you.

his thrust where sharp and fast. you were so close to your release your eyes started watering because how hard he was going somewhat hurt but the pleasure of your orgasim hit you as you clenched around his cock making him come at the same time.

"ahh damnn fuckk- oh my god" you both stammered out as both of you where trying to come down from your high. after Akaashi got a hold of his breath he got up bringing you with him to his bedroom.

"i hope your ready for more." Akaashi breathed in your ear. he was still half way in you and you tried to move on him but you couldn't. so you started kissing on his neck.

he threw you on his bed and grabbed a tie off his chair. he grabbed your wrist and kissed them before flipping you on your hands and knees pulling a little yelp from you. he tried your wrist together then spread thighs apart.

"you know you have such a pretty pussy, 'm kinda bummed i didn't get to taste it before i came in you,- but now- i came taste myself on you with i like to." his lewd words made you arch your back just a enough he had better access to your throbbing pussy.

he licked a long stripe against your folds, dipping his tongue in you to catch some of his cum on his tongue. after getting his seed on his tongue he licked up your back leaving goosebumps behind.

he quickly returned to your exposed cunt giving it kisses and licking down to your clit to circle his tongue around. damn he was good with his mouth because it didn't take long before you were ready to fall apart and come undone.

"f-fuck akaash im close mm~" you moan as you open your legs more but he stopped. he started kissing and sucking on the back of your thigh and up your ass. before you could look back at him he slammed himself into you.

his pace was ruthless, and the power he had behind his hips was crazy. you were amazed by how loud you were being. all that came out of your mouth was broken moans and slobber collecting on his bed sheets. the new position aloud you to feel every vein and curve of his dick.

he slowed down the pace to where he was barely moving, just grinding his hip into yours.

"f- faster" was all you could utter due to your fizzy head. Akaashi bent over your back to whisper in your ear "come on now, your gonna have to beg for me to go faster darling. but god your pussy is so comfortable" he kissed your neck.

"come on please keiji please go faster i need you" you wine throwing your head back, your turned your head around to look at him. god he was beautiful with his cock lazily moving in and out of you and his shit eating grin on his perfect face.

he reagusted himself and pushed your back down, making you arch it more. the arch was a little uncomfortable but it was long forgotten when your roommate started pounding in to you. after he had a steady pace set you couldn't even make any noise, no moans no nothing. all you could do was sit there and roll your eyes to your brain as Akaashi abused your organs.

"this what you were begging me for right?" keiji bent over you, his sweaty chest on your back as he started kissing and biting at your neck. "you where being such a slut earlier, where did all the big talk go uh?" he taunted you. he moved his hand down to your clit and started rubbing harsh circles around the nevres.

"ah- kashi- t-to much" you wine and wrinkle your face. your lower half burnt so bad but it felt so fucking good. you needed to cum.

"shut up and take it whore." he grabbed your hits for leverage as he pounded into you harders and reassessed for the last time, this time hitting the soft spot that makes you cum every time without fail, over , over and over again.

"'m cl'close, mmm right there f-uck you feel so good" you moan and shoved your head into the bed. you were embarrassed by how you said those kinds of things to him without even thinking, you have never in your life said things like that.

meanwhile when your being embarrassed Akaashi is making it his mission to making you come again. he snuck his hand down your front and to your clit making soft movements. you started moving your hips to meet his and you felt the buildup of pleasure burst inside you. Akaashi growled as you tightened around him.

"mmm god fuck 'm close baby" he actually moaned throwing his head back. his thrust where hard short and fast but it only lasted for 30 secs before he was shooting his seed in you.

he flopped over next to you, trying to calm his breath. he pulled you on to his so that you were laying on his side with your head on his chest. wrapping his arms around you he kissed your head.

out of nowhere he shot up and started carrying you into the bathroom and started filling the bath.

"uh what are you doing?" you asked with a small confused smile. he turned around and looked at you confused "um in cleaning you up, that's what guys normally do after sex" he kissed your cheek and lowed you into the water then sitting behind you.

"oh, no one has done this before" you said looked and playing the the water.

Akaashi wrapped his arms around you resting his chin on your shoulder "well then i think those guys are shitty and don't know how to treat a woman good" you turned around and looked at him with a small smile.

grabbing some soap and a washcloth Akaashi clean you head to toe, making sure not to get any in you when watching his cum out of you. "i don't think i have to take the cum out but i always get worried you'll get pregnant for an infection if i don't" he whispered into your ear and kissed your jaw.

when he was dont rinsing you off he grabbed a towel and dried you off. he gave you one of his tee shirts and threw on some boxers before laying down, and pulling you into the same position but with your legs in between his.

"hey, i just want you to know that nothing has to be weird between up after this but just know, um i like you a lot" Akaashi whispered to you but was looking a way trying to avoid eye contact.

"i love you.."

"i love you too y/n"

#akaashi smut #akaashi x y/n #akaashi keji x reader #smut #akaashi haikyuu #im a shit person #im also a shit writer i know #keiji akaashi #akaashi #haikyu x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu smut

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torilovestowrite · 3 years

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Dabi x Reader; Try Again pt. 8

Synopsis: Years ago, (Y/n) was left by her villain boyfriend, Dabi after discovering an unexpected news. Ever since then, she never had a lover— focusing on her only son, Yuta. Later on, she meets Todoroki Touya— a new co-worker who seem to be persistent towards winning her heart and attention.

Ship: Dabi x Fem! Reader

❗❗❗Content Warning: Mentions of Abortion, Unplanned Pregnancy, Manga spoilers, Dabi is a Todoroki theory

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"Yuta L/n, you're not going out!" Y/n strictly reprimanded as she tried to keep her son still from his position, lying on bed with a cold towel on his forehead.

It was during a Wednesday when Yuta, y/n's son, had a fever that reached over 41 degrees. Y/n felt threatened about this because her son has never reached this temperature. It's too high— and he also stated something about his body feeling heavy. What could be happening?

"B-but... we're about to watch a movie in school today! I don't want to miss it!" Yuta began bawling his eyes out while Y/n sighed at his dramatic tone. Does it really have to be like this? Yuta has to be emotional and sensitive every time he gets sick? This only reminds her of him— the way he would caress her soft hands every time she would tend his wounds every after a tiring day— the man he used to love, Dabi, would appear to be more gentle and affectionate every time he gets worn out... or ill.

"We're going to watch a movie while you take a rest here at home, okay?" Y/n gently tapped her son's side in an attempt to make him close his eyes and sleep. "For now, take a rest. Or else, it would take longer before you could go outside."

Immediately, Yuta turned his back from his mother in an attempt to be more comfortable; and to have a good sleep. Y/n smiled at his actions. Good thing, her son has always been considerate on her hardwork and the way she disciplines him.

It wasn't too long until she heard a notification from her phone— a message coming from Touya.

touya ❣ : good morning y/n. how's ur pretty face doing?

It's been four months since y/n realized her feelings for Touya. Both of them started dating two months ago and so far, he has been understanding towards her obligations as a mother. Most of their dates included Yuta and there are times when Touya would volunteer to watch over him while she's away during her day shifts. Y/n could never ask for anything— Touya was doing his job greatly; as a boyfriend and as a paternal figure to Yuta.

you : yeah, i'm all good babe. thanks for asking. but yuta's sick rn... i dont really have anyone to take care of him and i need to go for my day shift.

touya ❣ : you want me to go for it? i mean, i only work during nights anyways

Y/n's smile lit up as she read his message. Finally! She thought. She could go to work!

you: sure thing babe 💗✨

Few more minutes, when Yuta has finally travelled to dreamland, Y/n left the house, wearing her thick f/c coat with her hair styled to become more neat-looking. Another day for work, she thought.

It's been two hours since Touya arrived in Y/n's home. Using the spare key under her house's doormat, he decided to enter her house that was silent when he went inside. Until he heard a child's high-pitched scream coming from Yuta's bedroom. His instinct caused him to immediately run towards this direction; but what he saw caused a heavy sensation in his chest. Those familiar blue flames that was once his signature— as Dabi; the heartless villain who claimed 30 innocent lives.

"U-Uncle T-Touya!" Yuta cried in panic while his right hand was burning with blue and heated fire. "W-What should I do?! M-my—"

"Breathe." Touya immediately replied as he kneeled next to him, rubbing his back with his huge and rough hands. "You have to control your breathing and your emotions. You have to control it because the more you panic, the more it will get stronger."

Yuta closed his eyes and focused in calming himself down— taking deep breaths and thinking about things that he liked in life— ice cream, Y/n, Uncle Touya, pro-heroes... all the things that makes him happy. Slowly, the fire became smaller and smaller— until nothing appeared on his hands.

"I-It's gone! The blue flames!" Yuta exclaimed as a grin crept on his face. "Did you see that awesome thing on my hand, Uncle Touya?! That must be my quirk, right?"

"Yes, it's an awesome quirk that you have." Touya smiled sadly as he stared at the young and naive child— as if he was seeing his past self; the pure child who was corrupted by his father's evil desires and deeds. It was all fun and games knowing he has an awesome quirk like that... until his father, Enji Todoroki, decided to ruin everything for him.

But he swore to be someone better than him; to be a man suitable to be called a father.

That afternoon, Y/n arrived at her home with such beautiful sight; Touya and Yuta scooped in each others' arms while the movie was left streaming. She smiled at the sight. It was so cute. For a few seconds, she almost believed that Touya was Yuta's father. The young mother couldn't help it but to take a picture of the two while having their peaceful slumber.

"I saw you," Touya spoke, "Delete it."

Y/n giggled as Touya stood up from his position as he tried to grab the phone away from her hands. It was such a cute sight. She was sticking her tongue out while she was trying to chase him. Y/n couldn't help but to feel as if they were all.. what? 17? Whatever, it felt cute, though.

"Yeah, whatever. Have that pic all you want. You can even make it your wallpaper." Y/n got her cheeks pinched by him as he gave her a light kiss on the nose. "I'm going now, sweet cheeks, I'm attending night shift for tonight."

"Sure, sure." Y/n smiled, planting a kiss on his cheek, as she watched his lean and toned figure leave their house. All that's left is her and Yuta. Slowly, his eyes opened to see his mother watching him sleep.

"Mommy?" Yuta spoke in a drowsy tone.

Y/n responded, hugging her son beside her while his eyes still looked sleepy. Seems that the sleep wasn't enough for him, huh? The young lady laughed at this, ruffling his hair, and deciding to ask him. "How was your day with Uncle Touya? Is it better than it was when you're at school?"

The young lad aggressively nodded and decided to tell Y/n the greatest thing that he discovered today.

"My quirk just manifested, ma! I have blue flames!" Yuta exclaimed as he tried to show it off with the tip of his fingers. Y/n's eyes widened at this— it created a tingling feeling in her heart. It was like a slap on her face. Yuta is really Dabi's son, isn't he?

"T-That's awesome." Y/n replied, trying to stop tears from flowing.

While her son was still busy talking about his day, her hands were able to feel something on the couch. It was... hard. She pulled out to see a black leather wallet. Did Touya forget his stuff here? Y/n sighed at his forgetfulness. Well, he's a person, she thought, so he has flaws too.

"Did Uncle Touya forget that, ma?" Yuta asked in a polite tone. "Bring it back to him tomorrow, okay?"

Y/n smiled at what he said. She really raised her son well. "Sure!"

It was night time. Yuta went back to sleep and Y/n was busy contemplating inside her room— walking back and forth; thinking about whether she should check his stuff or what.

It's not what others would think. It's just that it's been two months since they got together but Touya only says few things about himself. All she knew is that his parents are living overseas and he's left alone here. He has siblings who lived with their parents in abroad. Nothing more, nothing less.

Aside from that, it wouldn't hurt to peek just a little bit, right?

Y/n sighed as she finally came to a conclusion to check his wallet to see if there's something that would tell more about himself. It's not like she was nosy. She just wants to get to know him at a better level. He's quite of a silent and mysterious guy himself, which got the young lady curious about him.

Of course, there was nothing new; just few IDs, bunch of credit cards (which Y/n thought was odd because if he had this much money, why would he work in an old bar as a bartender), and a thin wad of cash. Nothing else— until something that was so unordinary in her eyes— fell.

Her eyes widened as she saw that memoribilia. No words could come out from her mouth. Her vision felt so dark; as if it was slowly fading; and her heart hurt so much. Only tears could come out from her eyes. No scream, no words, no phrases— simply, nothing.

"Y-you..." Her fists clenched tightly as her form started shaking— she didn't know what to feel. Is it anger, sadness, remorse— what should she feel first? She began to wail as she stared and touched at this object from the past. Whatever that happened was too painful for her to bear.

"You fooled me... Dabi."

That night, Touya was looking for his wallet. It was nowhere to be found; not even in his car. Maybe he left it at your place? Well, whatever the circumstances are, he was hoping that none of you would be able to find it. Maybe, he'd drive towards your place again and—

His thoughts were interrupted as his phone rang. The caller ID showed Y/n— and a selfie that she sent him as the profile picture. Immediately, he answered it.

"Hello, bab—"

"Don't you babe me. We have to talk." Y/n's voice sounded cold and harsh. She was angry... and he knew it. Touya knew that tone several years ago; and if he hears that, he knows that hell will break because of her wrath.

"What is it?"

"Stop acting dumb." Y/n scoffed.

"How the hell are you alive, Dabi?"

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a/n: i kinda did stop updating this but like bnha chapter 290 got me like 😭😭😭😭 dabi can i give u a hug plspslslslsl 😗😗

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kishillaa · 3 years

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SSM21 Day 11: Safe and Sound

This promt is the continuation of my SSM21 Day 10 promt.

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"He was killed?"

"Yeah."

"Who did?"

"Some Konoha girl."

Snorted, "Didn't think Sasori would be defeated by a female."

"I wouldn't look past that. She is the Fifth Hokage's apprentice. Sakura Haruno if I'm not mistaken."

"I haven't heard about her."

"Meh, she's young. Anyway, I heard Sasori's henchmen is after her. She was able to create antidote for his famous poison. They went rage and wanted to kill her."

"Of course they will be. His poison is what kept them strong all this while."

"True. But I don't think they know though. The Konoha people."

"Sasori do works in secret. No one exactly knew he has a group of his own. If you weren't one of 'em before, we wouldn't have known either."

"Sneaky one, I must say."

The conversation Sasuke had accidentally heard during one of his mission for Orochimaru played in his mind.

There is only one female with pink hair in the village he left behind.

Sakura.

Sasuke was panting rather heavily, as he looks over the mess before him. A few of older men laying on the forest floor, at the brink of their death after the ever so furious Sasuke Uchiha, knocked them out of their breath, killing each and everyone of them.

It's been 2 years, and knowing the pink haired ex teammate of his were in danger, that she isn't aware of, knicked him off making he went reckless and find the pursuer at the boarder of the Konoha village. He was lucky he found them first, or else he might be the one laying on the ground, waiting for death calling for him.

He was furious, more to himself than anyone else. He had severed the bond, he was sure of it. But why, just at the mention of the pink hair konoha kunoichi made him do things he doesn't want to, things he should not necessarily do. Sure, they have started exchange letters by his summon, but he still doesn't want to have anything to do with her for now, until his goal is fulfilled.

Sasuke let out a defeated sigh, before he move away from Sasori's henchmen.

As if has the mind of their own, his legs and body makes it way through the forest towards Konoha hidden village. He quickly move to the top of the building when he reached the village at midnight.

From where he is locating, he can see that Sakura's window is widely open as if inviting him in.

Without further ado, he move using the roof and hop onto an electrical post to have a better view into Sakura's room.

He can clearly saw Sakura's sleeping figure as she sleeps with only her head peaking out of the blanket while the other part of the body was covered under it.

She looks distress, rather than calm in her sleep made Sasuke couldn't help but go closer and got into her room.

As if sensing Sasuke's presence, Sakura's head tilted to his direction.

Sasuke hold his breath and wait to see her reaction. When she didn't make any move after that, Sasuke let out a relief sigh.

He moves closer, standing beside her bed looking down at her trouble looking sleeping figure. Slowly, Sasuke sit himself on her tiled floor and stare at her sleeping face.

And then, "S–Sasuke - k-kun."

It was so faint, he almost couldn't hear it but of course he knew she was saying his name.

"P-please dont go." She mumurs again.

Sakura blinks, and when she did it for third time, she sees Sasuke. It isn't really Sasuke she knew though. Sasuke she remembered from her dream doesn't look as matured as this, and he usually wear a dark blue shirt that he often wore during their genin days. Sakura quickly dismiss the widen eyes Sasuke, thinking that its another dream.

Sakura groans, as she stretched out a little.

"You're up."

That voice makes her stop mid stretching, as her head snap to her side. "Sasuke-kun!"

She sat up so quick that her head went buzzed with dizziness. She hold it and wince, "Oww."

"Slow down." He said, somehow amused.

At that voice, she look at him. Biting her lips as tears of happiness and longing pooled in her eyes, she lunged herself at the Uchiha, bringing him into her embrace.

She was crying, that was obvious, "I missed you so much." She said in between her sobs, tightening her hold on him, afraid that he's going to leave her too soon.

"I should go back now." Sasuke said.

"I know. Ju–just let me hug you a second." She heard him sigh before he complies and circle his own hands around her. One of his hand is lowering her head to under his chin as he sniffs her hair.

"Your hair smell different, again." He mumbles.

"No, not really. I'm still using the same shampoo, but I just got back from the hospital few hours ago so the smell must've mixed with antiseptic or something." And then she cries harder, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you're coming, if I do I would've shower and wash my hair with that shampoo you like so much, but I just went out of a 24-hour shift and I was just so god damn tired, and one of my patients just died, and I could've save him, but I couldn't." And now she is crying with a whole different reason.

When finally, finally, her cries subsided, Sasuke spoke, "I don't mind. And I don't like them so much. It was just pleasant than this one." She likes how he purposefully left the dead patient out as he runs his fingers through her unruly hair. It always soothe and calmed her when he did, and he knew that.

She whines again, saying something she thought as I could've smell way better than this. Liking the way his hand combing her hair. A wave of nostalgia hit her like a tsunami as their secret moment as genin plays in her mind, if possible, she tighten her hands around him even more. She was just so glad Sasuke isn't one to complain simple stuff like that.

When they were in their kind-of-dating relationship, Sasuke has always sniff on her hair, he once revealed that he likes her smell, it was floral green shampoo which smell minty rain forest. She unfortunately had to change her shampoo to a coconut with vanilla scented shampoo when Pakkun said he use the same one. It traumatised her to use the same shampoo as a dog.

"It's still your smell." He heard him say as he breaths in her scent again causing the heat move up to her face. She pulls away gently to look him in the eye.

Before she utters a single word, Sasuke spoke, "You were hunt by Sasori's henchmen."

Sakura's eyes widen at the news, "What? How do you know?"

Sakura watch as his shoulder moves up and down slowly, "I have my source."

"From Orochimaru?"

Sasuke shakes his head, "No. They didn't even know Sasori was dead."

She nodded, feeling relieved, if Orochimaru knew, their chances went lower to zero to put up to their idea in finding his hideout, "Good. I have to be careful, then."

"There's no need. I killed them all."

This time, Sakura's eyes widen again in surprised, "What?"

"You heard me."

"I know, but why?"

He rolls his eyes and scoff, "Because who else is going to clean the Uchiha compound if you're dead." he deadpan.

The sarcasm lacing through the sentence was so loud that Sakura has to laugh, "You're such a dork, Sasuke-kun."

"Hn." Was his smart boring response.

"Do you have any injuries? I can heal you."

"Just small cuts hear and there. I'll be fine." But Sakura insist.

"Please, let me show off my improved skills while you're away."

And show off she did.

"You're good."

Sakura beamed, with small blush covering her cheeks, "I've learnt from the best."

"That's good, then. I can't seems to regret leaving you now that you're able to heal and kill at the same time."

"Sasuke-kun, don't say that. I will always wanted you stay. It feels so lonely when I sat at the dock few weeks after your departure, that I had to stop going."

Sasuke didn't voice out anything after that as they sit in silence.

"Thank you for coming tonight,"

Sasuke shrugs, "Just want to make sure you're safe and sound."

Sakura's teeth sunk into her lower lips as a sob makes it way out of her throat, he's saying goodbye. Without very much of a warning, Sakura cup Sasuke's cheeks, angle her head and capture his lips with hers.

Her tears cascade down her cheeks at the nostalgic way Sasuke went rigid at her sudden attack before he kiss her with just the same intensity. His lips is still as soft as she remembered, he's still a little bit stiff at the beginning of their kiss, and still so furiously good as they went by.

When they pull apart, both were breathing so hard as their forehead attached, "I love you, Sasuke-kun. I still do. Always do."

"I know," He said, and then, "Thank you, Sakura." All she can feels is a soft peck on her forehead while her eyes focus on the whirling of tomoe of Sasuke's sharingan, bringing her to a deep slumber.

#ssm21 #ssm21d11 #sakuraharuno #sasukeuchiha #SasuSaku #ssm21d10 #promt #drabble #kishillaa #kishillaawriting

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theravencawsatmidnight · 3 years

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Pink Chains

Pt 8. Ending

Kyotani owns a grunge /punk apparel shop after leaving the Sendai Frogs after a incident with the Black Jackals. He designs his own clothes and hires Oikawa & Iwaizumi as his employees. Everything goes smoothly for awhile, till you walk in; pink dress, big smile , and bubbly personality. His whole life stops in that moment.

Nsfw. Virgin reader. Vanilla

Tags. @galagcica @haikyuu-but-low-iq @kozushiki @mocha-babes @kayisweird @lunebabie @zopzoop @derpeedoo

You were sitting on Kyos lap facing him holding his cheeks kissing him all over his face. Kyo had his hands on your rear trying his best not to tug at your panties and just kiss you . He was still thinking about what happened earlier , and you could tell. His kissing was getting sloppy .

You pulled away to sit on his fingers and lap giving him a shy pouty look. “Kyo…”

“Im sorry sweetie.. its just.”

You kissed him on the lips. “Just nothing. Wanna feel good… wanna feel good with Kyo..”

He sighed kissing you back giving you the ‘ok’. You could feel his fingers along your slit travelign up and down lightly in slow strokes. He chuckled at the little whimpers you made no matter how hard you tried to hide them from him.

“Can i have my hand back sweetie?”

“No..”

He smiled, kissing you again and again while his fingers worked on getting you wet for him. You leaned into him sighing lightly at the feeling, holding his sleeve, kissing it and rubbing against his fingers whining every time they slipped over your clit. Kyo kissed at your neck pulling you closer to him.

“Sweetie.. Lift up for a second”

You held him tight moving up so he could help you out of your panties and sit you on his lap again. You just had his old jersey on now but he quickly got rid of that too, tossing it with the other garments.

“K-kyo.”

“My pretty girl” he pulled you to him, slipping another hand under you again to slip a finger in you just to be stopped short. “Sweetie? Are you a virgin?”

“Yes i uhm..i still want to , just be gentle please..”

Kyotani did not know how to process this for a minute, every girl who threw themselves at him was always some slut. He's never been asked to take it slow before. “Okay sweetie, if at any point you wanna stop, tell me.” he kissed you and slipped another finger in you. The rings hit your flesh creating goosebumps.

You squeezed him tight getting used to the new feeling, eventually he got you to slowly grind against his fingers and helped you reach your first orgasm helping you through it. You pawed at his lap watching his erection get bigger each time.

“ i think.. Im ready”

“Your sure?” he asked , removing his fingers from you to see your juices dripping off of them. He bit his lip and before he could say anything you were taking his erection out and rubbing it.

“Swee!!..-”

You leaned into him giving him big eyes. “Im sure Kyo..”

He kissed you as he gripped your rear lifting you up. “Okay sweetie. Tell me if you want to stop okay?”

“I will Kyo..”

Kyotnai had nails dug into his sleeves while he lowered you down on him. He was hurting you , he stopped a couple times to ask if you were okay and you always nodded between shaking breaths assuring him you were fine and to keep going. It took him a few minutes to sit you back down on his lap. You cried when he broke through. Biting his shoulder drawing blood. He held your body close coaching you through it just like he did for the tattoo. It helped.. It really really helped.

It started out with you on his lap and ended with you on his bed and Kyo on top of you finishing on your stomach. He squeezed you panting hard trying not to put his weight on you too much. You giggled kissing his head and he laughed too. He never wanted to leave you, not ever.

Kyo helped you clean up and asked if he could get you anything to help make you more comfortable. You jokingly asked for a stuffed animal expecting him to not have one but he did in fact have one. A old wolf plush and a Sendai Frogs plush he pulled outta his closet. Kyotani helped you get dressed in his boxers and one of his shirts before putting you to bed. He kissed your head watching you drift off.

“Night sweetie”

“Night kyo..”

Kyotani left to get dressed and to throw your clothes in the wash. He sat on the dryer just listening to the washer for a minute. So much has happened over a few days for him. Multiple times he thought he was going to lose you , he still had no idea how you stayed with him. He was grateful to have you, grateful Yahaba made up with him, grateful his business was working and was hopeful for the future. He returned to you soon after the clothes finished to place them next to the bed, he got in behind you wrapping his arms around you trying to fall asleep. He was not looking forward to the morning,

You woke up first because of your alarm and the sound of excited dogs. Your body was sore but you did not mind too much. Kyo squeezed you in his sleep and you giggled kissing his arm all over.

“Kyooo…gotta get up..”

“Skip sweetie..” he nuzzled his face into your neck sighing heavy

“I gotta.. Draw my entry for the Gallery though, and what will i do if i skip?”

“Hang out at my job with me of course. “ he teased nipping your neck.

You sighed turning over and kissed his chest.

“What gallery?”

“My school is participating in this gallery at the local art building in town. My teacher asked if i would join in, im hoping.. I get picked up.”

“Picked up?” he asked you, moving your hair from your face.

“I want to graduate with a job already lined up, im hoping someone will like my designs enough to want to partner with me to sell them on clothes.” you nuzzled into his chest. “But im nervous too cuz.. Business people just see money”

“Where is this gallery again Sweetie?”

“Up the street from Mattsuns shop” you rubbed your eyes and Kyo got a grin on his face.

“Can i come?”

“Of course!” you hugged him tight and he kissed your head.

“Dress code?”

“I think so but.. I dont think its mandatory”

Ho ho ho…

Your phone buzzed again and you whined loud. “Kyoooo let em up…”

He just laid down on top of you . “five more minutes”

You played with the dogs for a bit petting each one and giving them kisses on the nose, you even shared your breakfast with them when Iwaizumi was not looking. Kyo had washed your clothes but you wanted to wear his, the pants were too long so you made them into shorts and picked out a random band tee you tied under your chest and found your shoes in the living room. God you were so cute in hi clothes what the fuck.

He couldn't stay long though. Kyotani was greeted with several texts and calls from Yahaba ordering him to get to his place immediately. He gave you a kiss and promised he would be at the show for you and left. Iwaizumi brought you to school and he left for work to see Oikawa had opened with no problems.

Kyotani made it too Yahabas house to be greeted by him in the door, arms folded and foot tapping. Kyotani rolled his eyes, noticing the extra car parked out front. Bokuto was already here. He walked into the house past Yahaba to see Bokuoto sitting at the table trying not to look at Kyotani. He sat down across from him and Yahaba met in the middle between them.

“So explain… what happened.” he said, rubbing the irritation in his face.

“Well., i was out getting somethings and i saw Mad Dog, and i just i dont know. Got upset, all i could think about what the Tourney and the accident.” Bokuto rubbed his eyes and ran hid hands through his hair. “I hit him first Yahaba”

“And you?” Yahaba looked over to Kyo.

“I hit him back” he took in a deep breath sitting back in the chair to rub his sleeve.

Yahaba rubbed between his eyes. “At least no one saw it…”

“y/n was with me”

“.....what?”

“Its true…” Bokuto added

“SO YOU JUST FOUGHT IN FRONT OF HER!”

“I almost punched her Yahab jesus christ, i still feel awful about it”

“She stayed with you?”

“Yes, she did, i dont know how but can we please fix this . i need to go to work and catch y/n’s art show”

“Is she okay Kyotani”

“She is now.” he looked away rubbIng his head. “I fucking hate myself.”

“Kyotani…” Bokuto said. “Im sorry, i let my emotions get the better of me and i should have more control than that. Akaashi gave me one hell of a lecture when i got home. I don't want to fight again.”

“I dont either”

Yahaba was still hung up on you putting yourself between these two and coming out without a scratch. Fuck you really were special.

“So can we agree to move on.” he finally asked them.

“Yes”

“Mhm”

“Good. shake hands and get out of my house.”

The two got up shaking hands and they both felt a wave of relief wash over them. Finally.

Back at the college everyone was eyeing your outfit but you did not give one fuck. Yuki and Kii paid you no mind and you spent most of the day in the art room with a towel of crumbled up sketches in a trash bag neck to you. Why was this so hard? You signed in to your arm looking at the empty canvas, lightly tracing over your red panda tattoo.

“Mmm……”You traced some more getting an idea. It was different, new, and stood out. Two opposites.

At The Dog House Kyotani had finally gotten there to see Oikawa running the front and Iwaizumi putting clothes out. He told them everything was fine now and about the gallery show you were in. both men were excited to go and Kyo even texted Mattsun about it.

“Are you gonna wear a suit for once ?” Kawa asked Kyo

“Uhm no, no im not.”

“Why not!!!”

“Because i want to stand out when i tell y/n i want her to partner with me at the shop”

Iwaizumi and Oikawa both got very big smiles and Kyo rolled his eyes, he couldn't help but smile too . he was so ready for tonight, to see your face and your reaction. He was going to tell you he loved you too.

It was time for the Gallery and you were already inside setting up your space. You had to change clothes and put on a black dress with boots. Kyotanis clothes neatly tucked away in your bag. You were so happy with the finished sketch you loved it so much, you hoped Kyo did too , you also hoped someone would want to buy it ..

People were starting to come in and you quickly set everything up when your teacher came over.

“y/n, its going to be lovely, this is such a fancy high established place i have no doubt someone will want to pick you up”

“Thank you.. Heh.. i hope soo….”

Things were going good. People loved your piece and you got compliments on it, not many people understood its meaning or how you came to the conclusion to draw these two things together but you loved it. No one made offers though, unfortunately. You just wanted to see Kyo .. where was he?

“You look ridiculous Kawa” Mattsun said.

“The invite said SUITS!” he yelled at them as he parked his car.

“It also said not mandatory” Iwaizumi said getting out with his friends

Kyo got out stretching giving all these fancy people a smirk as they passed, hands on their chest gasping at the sight of him and his friends.

Everyone had regular clothes on, Oikawa was in a suit.

Kyotani was in ripped jeans, black boots and his shops shirt.

Oikawa was in a fancy black suit.

Mattsun was in skater clothes showing off his many tattoos

Iwaizumi was in jeans and a punk rock shirt.

“Ready ?” he asked his friends as he cracked his knuckles.

Everyone said yes and Kyotani could not wait to get inside this fancy place.

You were sitting by your art staring at all the people, everyone had stopped coming over to ask about it. No one was interested. You wanted to leave but you were required to stay till the night was done. You sighed checking your phone when you heard a very loud gasp.

“Oh my god…”

“You must have the wrong place…”

“This place is not for you lot”

“Ouch, im just here to see my girlfriend”

You got the biggest smile jumping out of your seat. “Kyoooo!!!”

People looked back and you waved. Kyotani pushed his way through and Oikawa apologized awkwardly to everyone as him and his friends past through. Kyo picked you up hugging you tight kissing your chest and setting you back down.

“Hows my happy girl”

“Super good now!” you squeezed him and said hello to everyone.

Mattsun checked on his tattoo on you and Iwai and Kawa said hello.

“Sweetie anybody pick you up yet?”

“No.. i .. i dont think people like it”

“Where is it ?”

You took his hand taking him and his friends back over to your space. His heart thumped when he saw it. Holy fuck. It was a very large drawing of a wolf and a happy red panda. The wolf was standing and looking straight on and the red panda was between its front legs with its front paws up looking very happy.

You leaned on Kyo hugging his sleeve waiting for him to say something. Mattsun knew instantly you were inspired by his style, he even saw his name next to yours for credits/ inspiration. Oikawa was speechless for once in his life and Iwaizumi was watching his friend with a big smile. Good for you Mad Dog.

“Sweetie…. “

“Do you like it ? its … it us heh.”

“I fuckin love it”

“Really?!”

“Sweetie” he picked you up again and kissed your lips not caring who was staring. “ i love you y/n. I want you to partner with me in my shop. I want to spend my life with you.”

“KYO!!!” you wiggled in his grip till he put you down. You whined grabbing his face to kiss him all over. “ i love you too!! Yes yes!!!”

“And ill buy this art y/n” Mattsun told you.

You looked over and he smiled taking out his checkbook. “Thank you for putting my name on it, im touched.”

Everything was working out for you, nothing could be better.

The years went on, you agreed to move in with Kyo after you finished up school and used Mattsuns money to start up your designs with Kyo in his shop. He put your name on the brand making it yours as well. You made cute hoodies with ears and dresses along with cute animal bags. Kyotani still made his punk clothes and he still had his friends working with him. Mattsun had your art up in his shop and Bokuto visited regularly to ask how you were and so did Yahaba. Everything was perfect. Well. almost perfect.

Kyo was at his register going over inventory. It was after hours and no one was there but him and you. You skipped over sitting on the register giggling.

“Im almost done sweetie”

“It will only take a second!!!!”

He sighed looking up to see you holding a sketch book with three tiny garments on them, two looked to be boys clothes and the last one a girl.

“So you wanna sell kids clothes?” he asked, taking the book and standing up looking it over.

“Well … i was hoping we could use them for our kids”

“Sweetie we dont ha-........................................” he dropped the sketchbook looking at you,

You giggled, rubbing your stomach. “We do now!!!!”

Stick around for the sequel!!!

Thank you for enjoying this story with me ❤️ i love this fic the very most it has a special place in my heart. Thank you for reading .

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Hellish, Jealous

Steven Hyde x reader t70ss

Request for anon: Hiya! So hyped that you're starting to write for That 70's show Haha if it's possible can I please request a hyde x plus size!reader (or just Reader) where they're really affectionate and hyde gets jealous because R is really cuddly with Fez too? Thank you so much and I cant wait to read your other work!💗

a/n: hope you enjoy, let me know what you think!! sorry it took so long to make!! Thanks again 4 the request & send more if you want. Thank you for wanting to read my stories, best message ever. Much love! ❤️

Thursday, 1979 1:00pm

Eric forman's basement

You were sitting watching TV with your legs over Hyde's that were on the table, while Fez and Eric played some card game. It was a cute little flirtatious thing you and Hyde did: pretending that the other one was taking the space on the table, shoving at each other's legs, which then always ended up with you laying your legs over his letting him "win".

After about 20 minutes Jackie walked in: "Hey y/n, ready to go dress shopping for the wedding?"

"Ugh. I think I'm just going to wear a really nice jumpsuit or something, I hate dresses." You said taking your legs off of Hydes.

"Why do you hate wearing dresses, y/n?" Fez asked.

You: "because I gained some weight and I'm not skinny like everyone else so it's not going to look good, they never do."

"What are you talking about?? You're gorgeous. You have curves, every man's weakness. I love your body."

"I know you meant that in a non creepy way, so thank you fez." You gave Fez a kiss on the cheek, making Hyde shift uncomfortably in his seat.

"See you guys later."

The rest of the gang caught up with you guys at the mall 2 hours later to buy some tuxedos and more flowers.

Hyde: "Hey where's y/n and Fez?"

Jackie: "well y/n was crying in the changing area again, so Fez was helping her calm down. I couldn't take it anymore, she was ruining the good mood for trying on clothes."

Hyde walked into the changing area and saw fez holding your hands, you spoke up: "Thanks fezzie, you really know how to make me feel better." you hugged him and it seemed more intimate than usual, so Hyde took off. Generally you would always flirt or cuddle with Fez when he did it first but something about it lately just doesn't sit well with Hyde.

In the circle

"Jealous? Nah man. don't be ridiculous forman. I just think Fez might like her now, he's starting to make the real moves."

"Maybe because you took so long to make a move dude. She deserves someone who can finally make a move. Oo or bust a move, which Fez can also do. I vote for Fez." Donna says getting super excited.

"I wanna say Burn but I just don't wanna rub it in more man you seem pretty upset. Just kidding! DOUBLE BURN!"

"Whatever you guys, it's no big deal okay.….. so I found out there's this car that runs on water man-"

Eric, Donna, Kelso: "shut up with that story."

Eric's living room

8:00pm

You walked into the living room only to see Hyde watching TV alone. "Hey Hyde, whats up?"

"Nothing much man. What's up with you?"

"Just got back from meeting a friend at the hub."

"Surprised Fez wasn't with you." He whispered.

"What ??"

"Oh nothing I'm just tired I'm gonna head to bed."

"Really at this hour?"

"Yeah all that shopping wore me out."

"Oh… okay good night then."

"Night."

You turned to the TV but you couldn't really focus since you knew Hyde was acting different. Was he mad at you? So you went over to Donna's. "Plus nothing good is on" You said to yourself.

"I just don't know why he's being like this, I mean who sleeps at 8:00pm??"

She just made a weird face and shrugged.

"Why did you make that face? Oh my god you know something! Tell meee."

"no I don't!"

"Donna! This is serious."

"fine okay look, Eric told me that Hyde is jealous because of how you and Fez have been lately and it makes sense to me."

"Hyde doesn't get jealous. Plus Fez and I haven't done anything, it was just a kiss on the cheek earlier pretty normal stuff."

"Yeah but it was also in the changing area. You two were holding hands and Hyde saw."

"but it was just because I was -"

"Crying yeah and you didn't go to Hyde like you normally do."

"Oh… wow you're right. I didn't think he would care though. Hyde doesn't know what to do when a girl is crying."

"Maybe but just go and talk to him about it, make him feel special again, so he can act like normal." You both giggled but you quickly stopped.

"I can't."

"Why not??" You raised your eyebrows, making a face in a 'do you even need to ask?' kind of way.

Gasping she says: "Because you like him. I knew it!!!"

"Of course I do Donna, have you seen him? I can't talk to him about why I was crying. That'll make me look stupid and weak."

"I don't think Hyde will see you in those ways. He's always made you feel better when you were down. It'll be fine."

"Thanks Donna, you're the best. I'll talk to him tomorrow! So how's Eric doing with the whole no more sex thing??"

"Well you know he still tries all the time to make me say yes."

"Like he said before everything gets him horny. He'll be fine." You both laughed.

~~~

NEXT AFTERNOON

12:00 pm, Eric's kitchen

Hyde was putting his plate in the sink, Kelso was at the fridge, and you and Fez were sitting at the table; Eric & Donna just left the room with Jackie, to talk about more wedding stuff.

You: "hey fez I was wondering if you wanted to go see a movie tonight?"

"Really with you? Yes of course."

"Great!" You watched hyde the whole time.

"Hyde do you wanna come along tonight?"

"No i'm, um working."

"We can wait till tomorrow."

"I work late then too." You narrowed your eyes as he speaks kinda coldly. After that Hyde left the room, so you followed him out.

"What's wrong jealous?''

''Are you kidding me jealous? Ha no way."

"Well then why the cold shoulder?"

"I've just been busy."

"Mm busy, yeah busy giving me the cold shoulder!"

"Well I don't exactly see you spending time with me either. Lately all it's been is fez and you."

"Yeah I guess I didnt notice that till Donna said something, I'm sorry Steven, that'll change I promise."

"Its cool. Now I get to do this." He leaned in and kissed you. No tongue just a genuine kiss, that lasted about 10 seconds before you guys pulled apart.

"Wowwww that was -." You started.

"Amazing yeah."

"How about we go and see that movie tonight?" You bit your lip.

"Cant I do work late tonight, but tomorrow I'm free."

"So you were jealous huh??" You asked a little too happy.

He smiled playfully, "I dont do jealous."

"No of course not Steven." You smiled back, while he put his arm around your waist, walking you towards his room so you could talk while he got ready for work.

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