#i hate how attached to him i am . why did you start talking to me again .

[midniiights-garden]

Mizu realising she's in love/a lesbian [Headcanons!!]

(A/N: I feel like this is like... already a given but please remember that these are HEADCANONS!! She does not have a canon sexuality. And I know it's mostly the lesbians who haven taken over the show but my content is available for everyone to see and I wanted to remind everyone that I am not going to tolerate slander or trash talking because of a personal opinion. You are entitled to your thoughts and I am entitled to mine.)

Possible TWs!!: Mentions of sex and sexual encounters, M*kio (you cannot stop me from putting this man as a warning I hate him sm), Canon typical violence, Racisim, Homophobia, Mysogyny (did I spell that right??)

Firstly I wanna address her relationship with Mikio in order to fully understand my headcanons.

Personally I do not believe that Mizu actually "loved" Mikio in the romantic sense. She thought she was in love, but in the end it wasn't.

Speaking as someone with a lot of personal trauma regarding relationships myself I realised that I couldn't differentiate between romantic and platonic love. Basically, for me, all I saw was that someone was treating me nicely for once and now I'm attached to them. And for the longest time I thought that was what love was.

And I think Mizu experienced something similar.

Basically, when Mikio treated her like a fucking human being she was like "oh, hey this is nice. This is weird, but it's nice. So I guess I'm in love, right?"

Like, no, baby. You aren't. That's just called emotional trauma.

That's also why she thought she was straight for the longest time because she genuinely cannot tell when she likes someone romantically.

As I often restate it'll take a while for her to fully understand the extent of her emotions, but she'll get there.

Now onto the fluffier stuff :))

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How does she realise she's in love? What's her reaction to it?

I think she gets hit with the realisation as if it were a train crashing into her.

It's just a normal evening, she's probably at a ramen shop with her future S/O with her and then as she's taking a bite of her ramen she looks over at you and thinks: "Huh... I wonder what it would be like if I got to hold them?"

And then it's just a record scratch moment for her where she's like wtf where did that come from.

It's either just normal domestic moment like I mentioned or her future S/O sparring with her (which may or not freak her out bc of the fucking Mikio incident).

But when Mizu successfully pins her S/O down they just laugh and smile, knowing Mizu would never hurt them on purpose.

That made Mizu's heart flutter more than anything Mikio had ever done for her.

She's going to be in denial about it for a long time. Like... a really, really long time. Cue the "but we're just friends"!

How does she react when she realises she's into girls?

Due to the internalized homophobia instilled within her as a child and other such thoughts she starts to think she may be going crazy.

She'll start to pull away out of fear, not truly understanding her emotions.

Which, of course, will hurt her future S/O and cause them to worry.

Seeing her future S/O so distraught kind of triggers something in her. She realises that there's nothing inherently wrong with her, that she's still a person and the person she likes is still a person and that there shouldn't be anything wrong with liking her S/O. She also just didn't like seeing you worry over her, it hurt her more than any blade that she's been stabbed with.

Now onto her actual physical attraction.

Once the whole emotional side of it is somewhat sorted in her mind she finds herself not so subtly staring at her S/O's tatas.

She doesn't strike me as someone with high libido or anything despite what I've seen a lot of headcanons say. But I think shes the kind of lover to enjoy getting her S/O off a lottttt

I don't believe she was ever really attracted to Mikio sexually but seeing her S/O's kimono slip off their shoulder to reveal some titty has her red and hot.

She likes that it's soft. She really likes the softness of her S/O's body.

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(A/N: That's all!! I feel like I was terribly self-indulgent with this one but there are a lot of aspects in which I relate to Mizu with. Which is probably why I care a lot about representing her correctly. As usual, feel free to comment or send asks to my inbox!! I hope y'all enjoyed <33)

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[kaleldobrev]

Possessive

Pairing: Soldier Boy (Ben) x F. Reader

Summary: Ben is highly against when other men hit on you

Original Prompt: Requested by anonymous | HEYYY THERE. First of all- I love your work so freaking much. Second of all- if you’re still accepting requests I was wondering if I could ask for a soldier boy x reader where they’re out at a bar and some creepy guys hits on her?? Basically how Ben would react and everything. THANK YOU SO MUCH LOVE <333

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: Cursing (21x) & Possessive!Ben

Authors Note: I re-wrote this I think like a handful of times cause I honestly wasn’t happy with it. But now I am finally happy with it | I really hope you guys liked the way this turned out | If you liked this, don’t forget to like & reblog. I really appreciate it! Feedback is always welcome ♡

“So tell me why you fucking dragged me here again?” Ben asked, walking very close behind you that he might as well be attached to your back.

“Hughie’s birthday,” you reminded him.

“Remind me again why he invited me?” Ben asked. “Because we aren’t really buddy-buddy babe.”

“Because believe it or not, he doesn’t hate you,” you said. “Besides, even if he didn’t invite you, I would have dragged you here anyway cause he said I could bring a plus one. And you my guy, are my plus one.”

He rolled his eyes. “I seriously do not want to fucking be here. I have other things I could be doing than hanging out with your friends.”

You turned to him, cocking a brow. “Like what? Smashing bennies on our kitchen counter while you watch re-runs of M*A*S*H?”

He furrowed his brow, hating that you knew him all too well. “Fuck you,” was how he chose to respond.

“Fuck you too,” you smirked. “Now let’s go grandpa,” you said, taking his hand in yours and making your way to the back table where your friends probably already were.

“Y/N!” Hughie exclaimed, holding a beer in his hand. “You made it!”

“Of course I did,” you smiled; him and you exchanging hug. “I wouldn’t miss actually seeing Butcher let loose,” you winked.

“You’ve seen it plenty of times luv,” he said, picking up a shot of vodka.

“Yeah but, that was when strictly murder was involved,” you clarified. He shrugged his shoulders in response, knocking back the shot.

“Hey. I’m shocked you actually came,” Hughie said, gesturing toward Ben.

“She dr—” he started to say, but changed his mind when he saw you, looking at him with the biggest ‘do not piss me off’ look. “Wouldn’t have missed it.”

“So, what’s everyone drinking?” You asked.

“White claw as usual for me. But we have beer and vodka shots too,” Annie replied, gesturing around the table as your eyes followed the drinks.

“Anyone in the mood for some rum?” You asked. “Kinda in the mood for a rum and coke myself.”

“You’re always in the mood for rum and coke,” Ben mumbled. “Rum and my coc—” He mumbled again, but you quickly cut him off, not wanting him to finish his sentence.

“Okay!” You clapped. “I’m gonna go get some rum and coke. Ben, you wanna come with me?” You asked, turning in his direction.

Ben weighed his options: he could either sit at this table making small talk with your friends that he had nothing in common with, or he could go with you to the bar and maybe have the chance to convince you to have a quickie in the bathroom. “I’ll come with you.”

“Perfect!” You clapped again, aggressively taking his hand as the two of you started making your way toward the bar.

As soon as you and Ben were out of ear and eyeshot, Annie was the first one to break the silence. “So, what’s going on with them? Because whenever I bring up their relationship she always changes the subject.”

“They aren’t in a relationship,” Butcher clarified. “Not a real one anyway.”

“I mean, friends with benefits is kind of a relationship,” Annie said. “I mean, it’s not like the two of them don’t have feelings for each other ya know?”

“How do you figure?” Butcher asked.

“You don’t see the way the two of them look at each other? Those are more than ‘I only fuck you cause you’re convenient eyes’,” she explained.

“He doesn’t love her. Dont think the cunt is even capable of love,” Butcher replied, taking another shot of vodka.

“Did you actually want rum and coke or did you just want us to have some alone time?” He smirked. “Come and cock if you will.”

“Why does everything that comes out of your mouth sound disgusting?” You asked, not nearly as disgusted as you were over a year ago when you had first met him. Because you had been around him for as long as you have, you had basically become desensitized to basically everything he had said or did. Him walking around naked? Just an average Tuesday. Him snorting coke while you make pasta? Just an average Friday.

“I thought you liked the things that came out of my mouth,” he winked.

“We are not doing this right now,” you warned him.

“I mean we could. Your heart is beatin’ rather fast right now. And your cheeks are turning that pinkish color they usually get whenever you wanna jump me,” he smirked.

“Either go and sit down or stay quiet. Cause I don’t need these random people in this bar to know about our sex life,” you whispered yelled.

“Where’s your sense of adventure Sweetheart?” He smirked again, starting to tug on your empty belt loop on your jeans.

“Ben,” you whispered through gritted teeth.

“What?” He asked, whispering in your ear. “It’s not like anyone’s paying attention to us. This bar is fucking crowded.” He pulled you close, and kissed your neck; which caused you to let you a tiny moan. “There she is,” he smirked against your skin.

“Okay. I need you to go sit down,” you said, Ben still very much kissing your neck.

“You really want me to go and do that when we can go into the bathroom and have a good and quick fuck?” He whispered.

His offer was tempting, more tempting than you would have liked to admit. But you had to restrain yourself, at least right now — because you didn’t want to get fucked in a dirty bar bathroom. “Ben,” your voice stern.

He knew that voice all too well, and he immediately stopped what he was doing. “Fine,” his voice annoyed. “Gonna go sit by your friends.”

“Ben, you can still stand here. Just keep your hands to yourself,” you told him, but he was already half way across the room. “Fucking child,” you whispered, full well knowing that he would still be able to hear you.

“Pain in my fucking ass,” he mumbled to himself.

“They’re been over there a long time,” Hughie said, trying to see over the sea of people. “Oh wait! Here they come.” But instead of you and Ben coming back toward the table, it was just Ben; and everyone looked at him with slight confusion. “Where’s Y/N?”

“Getting her rum and coke. Weren’t you paying attention?” Ben slightly snapped.

“Jesus,” Hughie mumbled.

“I think what he means is, I thought you were getting one with her,” Annie said.

“Trouble in paradise?” Butcher asked slightly smirking; holding up a shot of vodka for Ben to take. Ben just rolled his eyes and took the shot. “That’s what I thought.”

“Can someone fucking move so I can sit the fuck down?” Ben asked, his voice full of annoyance.

As you waited at the bar for yours and Ben’s drinks, you tapped your fingers along to the music that was playing even though it was very muffled sounding due to the immense crowd in the bar tonight. “Hey little lady,” you heard a male voice say, but you ignored it, thinking that he was probably talking to the girl next to you. But then you felt an aggressive tapping on your shoulders. For a split second you thought that maybe it was Ben, but you knew he would never do something like that to you.

When you turned around, a man about a few inches taller than you stood in front of you. “You talking to me?” You asked.

He scoffed. “Yeah, who else would I be talking to pretty lady?” His words made you shudder. “Cold?”

“Uh yeah…I uh…I run a little cold,” you lied. Fuck, he noticed the shuddering, you thought.

“You can borrow my jacket,” he said, starting to take off a leather jacket that reeked of menthol and cheap whiskey.

“No I’m good, thanks though,” you said, trying your best to be nice. “Besides, I’d never see you again, so you would never get your jacket back.”

“See, I fully intend on seeing you Sweetheart,” he said. “In more ways than one,” he winked. Again, you felt your body shudder. “Are you sure you don’t want my jacket? It’s honestly really fucking hot. Kinda like you.”

Oh sweet baby Jesus, you thought. “I’m good honestly. And plus, I’m sure my friends have a jacket I can borrow.”

“Your friends uh?” He cocked a brow. “They as hot as you?” You honestly didn’t know how to answer that, so you just stood there a little dumbfounded. “I’ll tell you what, I’ll give you my number and we can meet up later for a little party.”

“I don’t thin—” you started to answer.

“And before you say no. I’m sure you would love it, it’s a sex party. Like uh, that Herogasm. Ever been to Herogasm?” He asked.

Of course you’ve been to Herogasm; but it wasn’t for pleasure on any account (as that kind of thing wasn’t remotely your thing). You were strictly there to make sure things didn’t go more south than they already did. “That’s not really my —”

“I really think you’d enjoy it,” he said. “The guy who created it must of been such a freak.” You have no idea, you wanted to say.

“Soldier Boy,” you said, and the man looked at you with slight confusion, furrowing his brow. “Created it…Hero…gasm…”

“Oh shit he did! Man, that guy is a fucking legend,” the man said. “Hey, you think he would still be going to those if he didn’t get killed in that nuclear thing in Ohio back in the eighties?”

“I honestly wouldn’t know,” you said, starting to actually get embarrassed.

“Anyway, enough about that guy. Have you ever had a threesome?” He asked, abruptly changing the subject.

“Hey Sugar,” you heard Ben say from behind you.

“Get in line pal,” the guy said. “She’s with me.”

Ben raised a brow out of amusement. “Oh she is, is she?”

“Yeah and—hey, has anyone ever told you that you kinda look like Soldier Boy? Man, he was my favorite,” the man said. If Ben’s ego couldn’t get any higher…

“He gets that a lot,” you chimed in.

“Shit, you two know each other?” The man said, looking back and forth between you and Ben.

“Yeah,” Ben said. “We’re real familiar with each other. So why don’t you scam before I break your nose for hitting on my girlfriend here?”

The man couldn’t help himself but scoff. “Girlfriend? Dude, you wish.” Oh no.

“Excuse me?” Ben asked. “I don’t think I heard you quite right.”

“Of course you didn’t, cause you’re an old, fucking —”

Ben’s hands went into fists, and you felt him start to push past you, but you stopped him by pressing a firm hand on his chest, which was starting to get unbelievably hot. “Let’s go sit down. Annie just texted me asking me where we are.”

The drinks that the bartender made you and Ben got slid toward you, and you picked them up, attempting to hand a glass for him to hold to replace one of his fists. “Don’t wanna worry her now would we?” Ben said, his voice still full of anger, but it was attempting to sound calm.

“You’re pissed at me aren’t you?” Ben asked, as the two of you started making your way toward the table.

“Why do you think I’m pissed at you?” You questioned.

“Because I didn’t let you handle that yourself,” he answered. “I know you’re all about feminism or whatever, but I didn’t like the way he was talking to you.”

“I admit what you did was slightly more alpha than I would have liked but, I’m not remotely pissed at you,” you told him. “It was kinda…hot actually,” you confessed. “I’m just more intrigued by the choice of words you used.”

“What words?” He raised a brow, the two of you stopping in your tracks mere feet away from the table.

“The fact that you called me your girlfriend,” you said. “You could have just said friend, but you choose to use the word girlfriend.”

“Jesus Christ,” he rolled his eyes. “We are not having this conversation now.”

“But you can grope me in a crowded bar?” You asked, cocking your head.

“That’s different,” he said.

“H-okay, I’m not gonna touch that. But seriously? I think we should really talk about this at some point because you’ve been doing that a lot lately,” you said.

“Doing what?” It was his turn to cock his head, and look at you with slight confusion.

“Calling me your girlfriend,” you stated.

He rolled his eyes again. “Tell me one time before this time that I called you my girlfriend.”

“Literally yesterday,” you responded all too quickly.

“Because some creep was hitting on you. To be fair, you call me your boyfriend,” he said, trying to turn this conversation in his favor somehow.

“I have never once called you my boyfriend,” you stated.

“You did. Yesterday when you were on the phone with your mom,” he told you.

“A conversation that I told you not to listen in on might I add,” you retorted.

“Okay, that’s besides the point. Point is —”

“Look, I’m gonna make this simple. Do you want me to be your actual girlfriend or not?” You asked bluntly, cutting him off.

“What?” He asked, for some reason acting like he was confused.

"I'm tired of beating around the bush okay? We like fucking, we already live together, and we genuinely like spending time with each other. So, why not just make things official?" Ben knew that you had a point. "So, do you want to be my boyfriend or not?"

"Yes," he replied, sounding slightly annoyed.

"What?" You asked, sighing.

"I wanted to be the one to ask," he mumbled.

"Fucking Christ," you mumbled.

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[gnwookieee]

hi ‼️ can u pls try writing ZB1's reaction to when their s/o calls them dude/bro (only if u aren't busy! no rush : D) — also what do u like being called as ? i dont really see u saying a name anywhere or maybe i js didnt look enough. anyways, thank u 🗣️

: zb1 being called bro/dude !

📁🖇️ : hi anon! thank you so much for requesting, i hope it is ok but i decided to go for the members either being the reader's boyfriend or having a crush on the reader!

📁🖇️ : also to anyone wondering you can call me rose! it's my real name, i was very happy when zb1's fandom was annouced as zerose hehe

genre : fluff, some hurt, a little comfort

pairing : zb1 x gn!reader

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: 김지웅 // kim jiwoong

look of pure confusion on jiwoong's face

man is the boyfriend of the decade and he gets called bro? he is highly confused, was not the name he thought he would be getting

tries to be smooth, brushes it off and plays his own game with you

responds by calling you the sweetest of pet names there are

darling, baby, gorgeous, sweetheart, prince/ss you name it, he is going to call you it

new life goal: be the most romantic and un-bro like he could possibly be

he probably catches you off guard with his reaction, nobody is prepared for maximum flirty jiwoong

: 장하오 // zhang hao

hao honestly thought you were talking to someone else

continues whatever he was doing until he hears you say it for the third time

looks at you to discover that your eyes staring right back at him

shocked to find out you were addressing him

me? i am the bro? really? you sure?

not sure how to react, is this a good thing or a bad thing?

mini internal conflict calms when he sees you break into a smile, realises you did it on purpose

makes you promise not to call him it again

: 성한빈 // sung hanbin

hanbin hides his disappointment at the name really well

his crush just called him bro, this was not a good sign

inside he is really confused, keeps going back and forth thinking of all the possible explanations for why you just called him bro

do you see him as more of a brother type? as a friend? do you in anyway see him as a potentially romantic interest?

but on the outside he laughs, smiles widely at you

joins in and calls you it too despite being the last nickname he wants to call you

“hi bro”, “of course bro”, “see you later bro”

feels very deflated, maybe he was being ridiculous thinking you could like him

: 석매튜 // seok matthew

matthew cannot hold back, he just laughs in your face when he hears you call him dude

laughs so hard and hysterically he probably cries

okay. not the reaction you expected.

doesn’t calm down for a good 10 minutes

every time he looks at you he starts to laugh again

matthew’s laugh is contagious, him laughing causes you to laugh. now both of you are just laughing at the situation together

now you call each other ‘dude’ all the time

admittedly not the most romantic pet name but it reminds you both of this time

he probably changed your contact name in his phone to ‘dude ❤️’

: 김태래 // kim taerae

taerae gets a little teary eyed when you attach ‘dude’ onto the end of your sentence when you two are talking on the phone

he quickly makes a blatant excuse explaining that he has to end the call

you made taerae cry?!? immediately you rush over to his dorm as quick as you can to talk to him in person

seeing him sniffling makes your heart break

tell him that you were only joking and trying to be playful, give him a big hug and do anything to try and get him to smile again

gets a little embarrassed that he got so emotional at a silly name, he just really likes you and he hated the idea of only being a friend to you….

: 리키 // ricky

gets sooo flustered

probably interprets this as your way of flirting with him (i mean he’s not wrong)

he cannot look at you without blushing, his ears turn a bold pink colour

turns away from you, hiding his face

if you try to peek at him, he just keeps turning the other way

‘aaah don’t do this to me, i can’t handle it’

honestly who would have guessed it was so easy to turn him into a blushing mess

one semi cute nickname from you and he has become 10 times more whipped for you

: 김규빈 // kim gyuvin

ok it’s time for gyuvin and his iconic (dramatic) reactions

when he hears you call him ‘dude’, he literally malfunctions and stops working, you can practically see the little digital loading wheel appear above his head

he looks at you with wide eyes

flops. yep the boy just flops onto the floor

acts as though he is allergic to the name

whines so bad ‘why dude?!?!?’

just lays on the floor for a little bit

you may need to give him a little tap, ask him if he is ok. make sure he didn’t hit his head

: 박건욱 // park gunwook

gunwook (playfully) tackles you with a hug when you call him bro

picks you up while shouting ‘really, you are going to call me bro?!’

the two of you are laughing so much

has enough confidence to believe that he is not just a ‘bro’ to you

clicks immediately that you are just playing with him. smart boy cannot be fooled

uses his strength to keep you in place while he tickles you

refuses to stop until he hears you admit that you were joking and you take it back

very statisfied with himself

: 한유진 // han yujin

yujin has a huge crush on you and honestly he thought that maybe you liked him back

but when you called him ‘bro’

boy is rethinking every single time you two had interacted

he thought you liked him back but now he thinks maybe you only see him as a friend

probably pouts a little

when he gets back to the dorms he rants to his older members about this new nickname you called him and what it could indicate about your feelings about him

‘but what does that even mean?!?’

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[shadesslut]

loving her was red, pt 2

MINORS DNI

Pairing: Dark!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader

Content Includes: Slight smut

Summary: Ethan is finally fed up with sitting around and doing nothing. He needs to do something about it or someone else will.

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7 part 8

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The first important rule of their “special” relationship was to never get attached romantically.

Ethan was fuming to say the least. His grip on his phone tightened as he aggressively typed. He had been texting her ever since he and Chad parted ways with the girls. Chad kept pulling Ethan away from people he almost walked into, looking at him with concern.

Y/N

im just gonna go to bed im tired

10:30 pm

Ethan

Can I just sleep over ?

10:31 pm

“Dude, who are you texting? And what did they do to you?” Chad asked him as he unlocked the door to their dorm. Ethan ignored him as he stepped inside, which caused Chad to snatch his phone from him.

Ethan jerked his head up and hastily reached out to grab it back. “Dude, give me my fucking phone.”

“Why are you texting Y/N?” Chad asked softly as his arms relaxed. Ethan grabbed his phone back as Chad stared off into space solemnly.

Ethan huffed as he resumed texting her, spamming her messages. “We’re just talking,” Ethan said as Chad continued to stare. What’s his problem? Can she not have friends? Ethan thought angrily. He knew Chad was possessive over his girlfriends, but he didn’t even think about how he would be with his friends. He sighed as he finally put his phone away, giving up. “Am I like, not allowed to text her?”

Chad shook his head slowly, and finally looked up at Ethan. “No, no of course you can. I just-“ he sighs, pausing. “I didn’t know you two were close enough to have sleepovers, that’s all.”

He rubbed the back of his neck and moped off to his room, shutting the door. Ethan knew something was definitely going on between her and Chad, and he wanted to know what. He couldn’t be mad at Chad, he needed to be on good terms with him. He needed Chad to like him so Y/N would like him. He sighed in frustration as he walked over to Chad’s door, hesitating before knocking.

“Chad, I’m sorry for being a dick. I just hate it when people look at my phone; can we talk?”

There were a few beats of silence before Ethan heard the old wooden floors creak as Chad walked over and opened the door. Chad looked at Ethan sadly and glanced at the floor.

“I’m sorry, man.”

“It’s okay.”

“No, it’s not, I’m being a possessive little bitch.” Chad sighed as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. Ethan was starting to become slightly worried for what Chad was about to say. “Look, I-uhm, I have a small crush on Y/N-“

Chad stammered as he saw Ethan’s changed expression. His eyes darkened and his shoulders tensed.

“It’s nothing big. I just get so jealous over her, and I hate it. I think about her all the time, and it just sucks. I-I’ll get over it, over her.”

He looked so defeated, like a kicked puppy, Ethan had never seen this side of Chad before; it honestly concerned him. Was he in love with her? Would he try to get in between them two? Did he know about their special nights together? Was he obsessed with her like Ethan was?

Ethan softly patted Chad on the shoulder. “I would never do that to you. We’re just really close friends, but I think she likes someone else. I’m sorry, man.” Chad exhaled deeply as Ethan spoke. His eyes began to water as he felt jealousy and sadness.

“Nah man, it’s okay. She knows I like her, so I probably should’ve known she didn’t like me back.”

Chad quickly wiped his eyes as he looked at his roommate. “I’m…going to bed, night man.”

Ethan smiled to himself after Chad closed the door. He felt some form of relief from Chad stating he would move on. He should’ve told Chad that he was dating her, that he had been inside her, but he didn’t want to make her mad.

But, mad, she was.

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The second important rule was to not tell anyone in their friend group.

Ethan woke up to three texts from Y/N.

Y/N

can you stop treating me like we’re dating

12:45 am

you and me are just fwb

12:50 am

can you meet me

9:35 am

Ethan felt a bit worried about her last message. Did she want to end things? He wanted to see her, but not if it would be the last time. He yawned sleepily, he didn’t sleep at all last night, and typed out a response.

Ethan

Library?

10:06 am

He stood up and slid his legs on with a pair of blue jeans. He grabbed an old t-shirt and put it on. He heard his phone ping as he was putting on deodorant.

Y/N

sure. ten minutes

10:06 am

He nodded as if she could see him, and he began to get his things ready quickly.

Ethan sat patiently on a torn-up couch in the library lobby, looking at the doors to see her. He decided to take his mind off things; he cracked open a book he had been failing to finish and began tracing over the words with his eyes. After a few minutes, his eyes started to become heavy with tiredness. I really need to fix my sleep schedule. He thought to himself as he dozed off.

Before his head fell back on the couch head, he felt someone plop down next to them. He flinched and looked at the person, softly smiling as he realized it was Y/N.

“H-Hey! You scared me,” he laughed nervously. She looked so pretty in the morning sunlight. She didn’t have any makeup on, but secretly Ethan liked her best like that. It was just, her, in her natural and beautiful form.

She weakly smiled at him as she set her purse down. “I’ve been meaning to apologize for last night. I was a bitch.”

Ethan shook his head at her. “You weren’t, I’m sorry that I tried to kiss you. I know we’re not supposed to do that casually.” His apology was sincere, he really did feel bad.

“It’s okay, this whole deal we got going on is confusing sometimes.”

He nodded in agreement with her. God, he wanted to kiss her and tell her he loved her.

“Do you…wanna come back to mine?” She asked quietly. Her hand creeped over to hover over his. He took her hand and squeezed slightly as he nodded.

The two walked together hand in hand across the campus. Ethan wished he could do this all the time, touch her like this in public. He was tired of waiting to be behind closed doors, he wanted to touch her whenever he wanted.

Y/N suddenly stopped in her tracks as she cursed. “Fuck, I, I forgot that my roommate has people over. Can we go to yours?” She begged as she looked up at him.

Now how could he say no to those pretty little eyes?

“Unless Chad is there,” she stated.

Oh, now that would be bad. Ethan thought, but he knew he didn’t have to worry about anything; Chad had morning classes. “Yeah let’s go,”

—

Ethan gasped as she roughly kissed his lips. He was desperately trying to find the right key to his dorm, but he had a certain distraction. “Shit, baby, you gotta let me open the door first.” He said panting, but she didn’t listen. She continued to grab at his collar and quite literally suck the air out of him.

He whined as he finally opened the door, causing them to stumble in recklessly. Ethan slammed the door with his foot, and grabbed at her waist.

He pushed her against the wall and forced her legs to widen with his hands. She opened her mouth as she gasped which allowed Ethan to slip his tongue in. She moaned loudly as he began grinding his hips on her clit. Everything he was doing, she absolutely loved. The way he grabbed her hip, the way he caressed her tit, everything he did made her feel oh, so good. They both groaned loudly and moved against each other’s bodies, gaining some friction.

He stuck his index and ring finger in his mouth, lathering it with spit. He huffed as he unzipped her pants and sloppily tugged them down. She moaned softly at the boy as he reached into her underwear. “‘M gonna make you cum.” He whispered to her.

He slowly started rubbing her clit, making her gasp. He open-mouth kissed her as he stuck his two fingers in and out of her. He pumped and curled his fingers and began to suck on her neck.

“Oh, fuck, Ethan!” She moaned in his ear.

He was in pure heaven right now, nothing could make him feel better than what he was feeling right now.

He heard a door slam shut, causing him to jerk his head up away from her. His heart dropped as he saw Chad standing by the bathroom door looking at the two of them. Ethan quickly got away from Y/N, creating a distance in between the two of them. Y/N pulled up her pants nervously and quickly.

“C-Chad, it’s not what it-“

“Fuck you, you piece of shit. You’re such a goddamn liar. ‘I wouldn’t do that to you’ Fuck. You.” Chad spat at Ethan, cutting him off.

Ethan flinched at his words as he yelled at him. “I’m sorry, I didn’t want to make you mad.” Ethan apologized, this time, not being sincere. He was happy Chad knew about them.

“Fuck you, Ethan. You’re fucking dead to me. I should’ve just gone to class,” he muttered before walking into his room, slamming the door shut. Ethan stood there in silence before turning to her. Her cheeks were red with embarrassment. He walked up to her and caressed her cheek.

“What was that about?” She asked, eyeing him.

Ethan dropped his head down and sighed. “I told him we were just friends, and I sort of told him I wouldn’t do anything with you.”

She nodded and looked away. Ethan looked at her longingly, sure what just happened sucked, but he still wanted to feel her body against his.

“Maybe we should, not do this anymore,” she spoke quietly.

Ethan’s eyes widened at her suggestion. That is the opposite of what he wanted. Was she really going to end things over Chad? “What? Why? He’s fine, he's going to get over this.”

She shrugged and stepped away from him. Ethan looked at her with hurt flashed on his face. “No, I think, we should stop. I don't want to cause any more drama with the group. I’m sorry Ethan, but, let’s just stay friends for now.”

She walked out before he could even muster up a response. Is that it? He thought. He thought he was little more than that to her, more than someone to hook up with. He didn’t know what to feel or what he was supposed to feel. He hated her roommate for having people over. He hated Chad for skipping his class. He hated himself for not stopping her from leaving. To say that Ethan was pissed, was an understatement. He was going to get her back to him, he knew he would. He was going to stop Chad from ruining his fucking life, and he was going to do something about it. He was going to show her that she doesn’t need anyone else besides him; he is the only thing she needs. He was going to start creating his plan, his plan to keep what was his.

Fuck. Chad.

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

[strangemaleswaps]

Strange Beach Bod Swap

"Tyler, hurry up you lameass!"

I quickly ran through the crowded beach to the shallow water where my fraternity brothers were about to take a group picture. I've always hated them but I really can't leave because it'd ruin my reputation. Once you're pledged to a fraternity, you can’t just easily leave and with the way my brothers are, they’d get revenge if I tried. So I'm stuck with a bunch of assholes. I don't even know why I joined in the first place, I should've known I wouldn't fit in.

"Hurry up and take the pic so we can get on with our lives!" One of the brothers yelled.

"All right, all right."

They set up a tripod, one guy placed a phone on it, we all got into position, but a second before it snapped, the guy on my right shoved me into the water.

"Hey!" Upon seeing the photo, everyone laughed their asses off at me flying through the air.

"Ha! We're keeping this one!"

We went to the beach to have some fun but all I felt was misery. While it's true the frat did encourage me to better myself physically, giving me a diet plan and exercise program in order to look my best, it was all for their reputation, not for me. All I have for myself is a pretty sick bod with abs. It's one of the only things I'm proud of.

I walked over to my beach towel, intending to relax the rest of the trip when a fat old guy approached me as I sat down.

"I saw that you know."

"Saw what?" I looked up at him but could barely see his face past the enormous belly and man tits.

"The way they treated you. Sounds like a bunch of assholes."

"Yeah well I'm stuck with them so..." I thought he would walk away after that but instead he stood for a minute.

"I may have something that will help you, if you want?”

“Whatever.”

“Then here lay down." He pointed at my towel. I had no idea what he was talking about but I laid down on my towel, only because I was going to do that in the first place. Maybe he'll go away now. I closed my eyes and started to relax. After a minute I decided he was gone...until I felt someone put their hands on mine.

I got up suddenly, ready to throw punches at this pot-bellied weirdo, who was probably about to violate me, when I realized something was off. I...couldn't. It felt like there was a heavy weight on my chest preventing me from getting up. The man was nowhere to be seen so I looked at my chest to see what was weighing me down, my eyes widening at the sight.

There was no weight on it, I AM the weight! My abs were completely gone and had been replaced with a flabby mass. I could see my nipples rolled to the side facing outward, since they were now attached to a saggy pair of man tits. They were kinda big too, and stuck out way further than my old ones ever did. Without hesitation, I went and touched them. It was wild. I didn't expect my nipples to be so sensitive since they were so far out from the rest of my body, but the sensation was like a surge that went straight to my dick...oh shit my dick! I couldn't even see my own swimsuit anymore! This chubby gut is completely blocking me from seeing my own dick! I tried sitting back up, but couldn't.

I ended up rolling over, feeling the gravity force me onto my stomach, only it didn't feel like I was on my stomach. It felt like I was laying on a marshmallow, while still being able to feel the sand on my torso. I groggily got up on all fours and managed to get onto my feet.

I stood there, still feeling weird. Suddenly, I felt a rush of humiliation and awkwardness. Everyone else looked so thin and full of energy, and I'm just that fat guy on the beach. The kind of guy I was always kinda silently judging. How did this happen though? And where did that old man go? I-oh god. It can’t be?

I rushed to the nearby restroom, feeling my belly and tits flopping around all over, a pretty disgusting sight that felt unsettling. I walked over to the mirror and found my horrors had come true. I AM the fat old guy! I leaned in closer and touched my face all over. I pinched my double chin, wiggling it back and forth. I ran my fingers through my colorless hair and found that most of it was in patches, as the bald spots almost took over completely. I opened my mouth to find all yellowing teeth, with shiny aluminum crowns replacing a few of them. I looked down at my body once again, now being able to see it in the mirror, and played with my tits as I watched them wobble and sag. I did the same with my belly, feeling the jiggle as I shook it up and down.

I can't believe this is actually happening. Is this that guy's way of helping me? Turning me into a different person to escape my fraternity brothers? I may not have liked my life but I did like my body! Suddenly I felt a vibration from my pocket. I reached in to find my own phone...not this old man's. An unknown number was calling me.

"Hello?"

"Hey man!" The voice sounded awfully familiar.

"Who are you?"

"It's me! You! Well, you now! This was my way of helping you!"

Oh god, he not only transformed me, he swapped our bodies entirely! That voice is my voice! He's trying to copy my way of speaking but it sounds all wrong.

"How is this helping me at all? I was a young fit college student. You turned me into a fat old man!"

"You didn't like your fraternity brothers did you? I swapped our bodies so you can escape. Shame that I had to be so ugly though...that hurts."

"Hey, look I'm sorry! But swap me back!"

"Sorry, no can do...at least not right now. I think I can do a much better job at standing up for myself than you ever could. How many more years of college do you have? Two? See you in two years then! Oh, and I'm sure you've noticed already but those nipples are extremely sensitive. I've been pumping them for awhile in order to get a more sensual experience. Maybe you can continue that!" He immediately hung up after he finished his sentence.

I'm sure my frat brothers are still on the beach, but if I try to return to them looking like this, they won't believe it's me! Maybe that guy's right. 2 years doesn't sound so bad actually. I won't have to deal with them anymore and if what he said was true, he could give me a much more assertive reputation for after I graduate!

"I guess that's a deal then." I said, absentmindedly rubbing one of my nipples. God that does feel good though. I headed into the stall and starting jerking. I couldn't see my dick and it was a little hard to reach anyway, but rubbing just one nipple was enough to give me all the pleasure I needed to reach max stiffness. The nipples were so sensitive that I actually stopped jerking entirely to rub both of them with my hands, feeling my man tits jiggle with every rub. I didn't stop getting hard even for a second and was able to cum without my hand even touching my dick! I was never able to reach a nipple orgasm with my old body! I could get used to this...

#strangemaleswaps #male body swap #wg #male tf #young to old #strangebeachbodswap

[junniieesbby]

Shut Up and Continue What You Started|Choi Beomgyu

Pairing: Non Idol Beomgyu x F!reader

Genre: Friends to Enemies to Lovers, Smut, Angst, Kind of Fluff.

WC: 1.6k

Rating: 18+ MDNI

Summary: When your childhood friend turned enemy sees you dance and giggle with one his best friends. He loses it, can't stand the sight of you with someone other than him. He goes to show you just how much he missed you and how incredibly sorry he was for treating you badly.

Warning: Mentions of Alcohol, Smut, Creampie, Implied Cockwarming. Let me know if I missed anything.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Nothing mentioned in this fiction represents any of the characters.

A/N: This is a very late post for my Secret Santa. @boba-beom surpriseeee it’s me Angel (although you already knew because I’m the last one to post haha). This was so fun to do part of me is nervous because I am writing this for one of my all time favorite writers here on tumblr and I wanted this to be really good! Everyone please check out all the other beauties Secret Santa posts @amoryeonjun aka @lovejoshua , @honajoong and @flwrseon 💗 give them lots of love 🥺

Angel I hope you like this👉🏻👈🏻

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

All you wanted to do was to wipe that stupid sexy smirk off his face. He was so annoyingly handsome but he got on your nerves any chance he had. Choi Beomgyu was handsome, irritating, and drove you mad.

You had known each other since the day he was born. Your moms were best friends and they had gotten pregnant at around the same time. Your mom gave birth a day before Beomgyu’s mom did, so you two were forced to be attached at the hip.

At one point he was your best friend. Someone you always went to for comfort. It all changed when you entered high school, it was like you didn’t even know him. He no longer talked to you, he stopped coming over to your house to hang out, and he even would glare at you for no apparent reason.

Here you were at your parents annual Christmas Eve party, with a glass of Prosecco in your hand staring at Beomgyu who’s all over his next girl toy. You hated to say it but it hurt, it hurt seeing someone you liked and missed be so close to another girl. This was the reason you decided to go to university in a city that was further from home. You couldn’t stand watching him mess around with yet another girl.

You wanted to forget about Beomgyu for tonight. If he liked to go and have fun with random girls and rub it in, so could you!

Walking to the dance floor you see your perfect target. Kang Taehyun, who happens to be one of Beomgyu’s Bestfriend. You walk up to his dancing form and slide your body to him. “Hey Tyun, long time no see” you say looking up at him. “Y/N!!! It’s been so long.” Taehyun said, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you in for an embrace.

“I know it feels like forever. Can I dance with you?” you tell him rather shyly. Taehyun was very handsome, kind and smart. Although you and Beomgyu had a falling out Taehyun would always check up on you to make sure you were good. “You don’t even need to ask, love” Taehyun said while placing firm hands on your waist dancing to the rhythm of the song.

You two continued to dance and chatted about how life has been when suddenly you felt a pair of arms rip you from Taehyun’s embrace. “You come with me” Beomgyu says sternly then turns and looks at a smirking Taehyun “and you, I’ll deal with you later” and without another word Beomgyu drags the two of you to your room.

Once inside he slams the door shut and locks it. “What the fuck was that for Beomgyu” you said folding your arms. “Why were you dancing with him like that?” Beomgyu looks at you clearly mad. You have never seen him this visibly angry before. “Like what? We were just dancing. And it’s none of your business who I dance with and how I dance with them.” You did not know what his problem was but he wasn’t going to talk to you like that after years of not talking.

He turns to walk towards you and you slowly walk backwards until your back hits the door. Beomgyu is standing mere inches from you as he leans down his nose brushing yours. “Smiles…” You froze at the nickname he just called you. The nickname he gave you when you were kids because he said you always smiled at him. “You do not get to come back into my life after years of not talking calling me nicknames like nothing happened between us, Beomgyu” The moment you finished your sentence he crashed his lips onto yours. Years of pent up frustration, hurt, and desire were poured into that kiss.

Beomgyu’s hands started to wonder cupping your ass and lifting you slowly pushing you into the door deepening the kiss. You had never been kissed like this before, this kiss was full of lust and passion. You slowly pull away from the kiss confused as to why he was doing this.

“Y/n…look I know I am a shitty friend for not talking to you all these years, But the reason for that was because I liked you. I liked you so much it started driving me crazy. I thought not seeing you would make things better, but clearly not. You have no idea how long I have wanted to slam my lips against yours.” Beomgyu said, as he slowly brought his hand to your cheek.

You stared at him, shocked at his words. Part of you wanted to scream and yell at him for not talking to you about his feelings, because he had no idea how you felt, and the other part wanted you to grab his collar and smash your lips to his. You didn’t feel like arguing and that kiss had you wanting more. The latter of the options won as you grabbed his collar bringing him closer to you whispering “Shut up and continue what you started”.

Beomgyu smirked at your words as he kissed you passionately bringing you to your bed. “Fuck angel you look so sexy in this tight red dress Been wanting nothing more than to fuck you in it” He slowly starts to leave kisses on your neck going to your breast. He pulled your dress down a little so your cleavage could fall out. “I wish I could take my time with these beauties, but that's for another day. The dress stays I want to fuck your pretty cunt while you wear it.” He said pulling your panties down and tossing them to the side. He unzipped his pants and let his cock out stroking it a few times before he let it slide through your drenched folds. Your whines and whimpers were music to his ears. “Beomgyu, hurry up and fuck me stop the teasing” That earned you a slap to your cunt.

“Be patient baby, i've been wanting your pussy for years let me enjoy it” He didn’t even let you respond, he slid his cock in with ease. “Fuck baby you’re so wet and tight I could spend the rest of my days in your cunt” His dirty words caused you to clinch which earned a grunt from him. “Beomgyu, so good…so so good” That is all you could say your brain too fuzzy to comprehend anything other than the delicious cock that is sliding in and out of you.

Beomgyu’s hand came up to twist and play with your nipples as you reached down to start rubbing your folds for a faster relief. He quickly slapped your hand away. “You will cum with my cock and my cock only” He started to move faster. You needed him closer to you, you grabbed his tie and pulled him smashing your lips on him. Beomgyu’s cock twitched; he thought that was the hottest thing he'd ever seen. Your kiss became sloppier as your orgasm was approaching.

“You close angel?” He asked you, but he knew he could feel you clench around him. All you could do was nod. His thrusts continued but they became messy. He reached between the both of you as he was getting there and pinched your clit which sent you over the edge. Your legs started to shake from the stimulation. After a few more thrusts Beomgyu came. He leaned down and gave your forehead a kiss whispering “You did so well for me Angel”.

As he was getting up you pulled him by the collar again. “Stay, just stay please I need you to be as close to me as possible” You didn’t want him to leave you anytime soon. “I was just going to clean you up baby, but I will stay. I will never ever make the same mistake of leaving you again” He flipped the two of you so he was laying on his back. One hand playing with your hair and the other rubbing your back. “Merry Christmas Beomie…I am still mad at you, but i'm glad to be in your arms” You nozzle your head in the crook of his neck. “Merry Christmas my Angel, I am sorry I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you. And you will only be in my arms from now on.” He grabbed your hand that was placed on his neck and gave it a kiss. You both slept soundly that day and woke up to a white Christmas.

#Beomgyu smut #beomgyu scenarios #beomgyu suggestive #beomgyu x reader #beomgyu imagines #txt beomgyu #txt smut #txt x reader #beomgyu x female reader #txt imagines #secret santa fic #taehyun #txt #smiles♡︎ #boba beom 🫶🏼 #angel smiles 💗

[glow-worms-are-believers]

Hitting it off (dp x dc)

I've just started watching the 1975 tv show Wonder Woman, so have a thing:) Diana has just started being Wonder Woman in this.

"I hate this stupid decade and I hate time-travel," Tucker muttered as they snuck around the military warehouse.

"I'll be sure to pass on your dissatisfaction to Vlad," Sam murmured back dryly. "Just, you know, once we stop him from destroying the future as we know it."

"What is his plan, again?" Tucker said as he ducked out of sight of the guards.

"Something about him wanting to found the company that will invent the candies that Danny's mom likes so she'll fall in love with him or some insane shit like that." Sam chanced a look around the corner.

"How is he getting crazier every time, seriously?" Tucker groaned.

"Get ready," Sam said, tapping her friend on the shoulder. "They're about to switch off."

"Why are we doing the sneaking around, when we know a guy who can literally turn invisible?" Tucker muttered.

"Did you want to deal Vlad?"

Tucker's answering grimace was answer enough. They fell silent just in time for two soldiers to come in and talk to the two that were previously there. As they got to talking, Sam and Tucker made a dash for the back of the warehouses, staying low to the ground in an effort not to be seen.

They reached the warehouse successfully without being seen though Tucker was wheezing and leaning heavily on the metal structure they were hiding behind.

"Just... need... a second," Tucker panted out as Sam looked around to make sure they hadn't been spotted.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" A voice came from beside them. Sam had to press a hand on Tucker's mouth to muffle his shriek as she turned towards the sound. She was faced with a woman wearing a red, white and blue costume with bracelets on her wrists and a lasso(?) attached to her hip.

"Who are you?" Sam shot back in an attempt to stall.

"My name is Wonder Woman," the woman said. "I am a superhero."

Tucker frowned, now fully recovered from the mini heart attack he'd experienced. "If you're a superhero, why are you sneaking around instead of asking for access, then?"

"I do not like doing paperwork," Wonder Woman answered solemnly.

Sam looked at her blankly, trying to figure out if the woman was joking or not.

"Fair enough," Tucker answered at her side with a nod.

"Now," Wonder Woman started. "Tell me who you are and what is your aim here."

"Well I'm Tucker," the teen started with a hand on his chest before he moved it to indicate his friend. "And this is Sam. We're..."

"We've received a tip that there would be an assassination attempt on Private Essex," Sam took over smoothly. "We were sent to prevent it from happening without causing a commotion."

"I see," Wonder Woman stated earnestly. "That is a worthy goal. I shall do my best to assist you, once I take down the spies."

"Spies?" Tucker asked with an excited gleam in his eyes.

"Yes," the woman said. "Our intelligence says that spies have infiltrated the army. Luckily, we managed to discover that they will be meeting in this warehouse right now to exchange secret documents."

"Why not combine our efforts and help each other with our mission," Tucker offered.

"Very well," Wonder Woman agreed.

Sam nodded before getting the hard-won blueprints of the warehouse out of her bag and flattening it on the ground.

"I have a plan," Sam started, "First, Tucker and I will sneak through the-"

Wonder Woman hadn't even let her finish before she kicked the door off its handles and sent it crashing to the floor with a yell of "Stop right there!"

"Or, we could do that," Sam deadpanned as every head inside the warehouse swivelled towards them. She allowed herself a sigh. "Let's go." Sam grabbed Tucker and hauled them both after Wonder Woman who was carving a path through the soldiers and leaving carnage in her wake. Tucker turned to her and managed to yell in her ear while continuing walking.

"I take it back, Sam! This is great!"

#I'm liking the 1975 TV show quite a bit #There's this one scene where the police is telling Diana she has to fill in paperwork for the robbers she brought in #and she just goes “lol nope” and dips #The lesson here kids is that the real enemy was paperwork all along #I feel like the dynamic here is the meme with one person holding two other person on a leash #In this case it's Sam having to deal with Diana and Tucker #Sam manson #Tucker Foley #diana prince #wonder woman #dc x dp #dp x dc #roxpox #roxpoxwrote

[softboo]

love me, ever so gently - part II

pairing: austin x reader

summary: you recently moved to a new apartment, making some new eccentric friends along the way. but what you didn't expect was falling in love with a stranger. a stranger you somehow couldn't stop thinking about

words: 2.8k

warnings: more hints of domestic abuse, dark themes in relationships

author's note: soo i made a part II and i made it so quickly that it kinda blended into part III. i also want to say thank you to everyone who read part I because my heart melted. like i was already excited when it hit more than zero lol. but wow thank you so much!! it truly means the world :3 i hope you like this next part heh c:

previous part // next part

part II

you piled the books onto the cart, the last group needed for organizing before the store closed. today was pretty slow as customers came and went, but your thoughts were somewhere else. on someone else rather.

it's been almost a week since the fair and this stranger was eating away in your head. maybe some part of you wished you would see him again. but what were the odds of that happening? the days started to blend into each other and you were so afraid that if you stopped thinking about him, just even for a little bit, the memory would disappear.

the more time that passed, the less you thought he would show up again.

but you missed seeing him. you wished for anything just to talk to him just a little bit longer than the last. you felt crazy for feeling so attached to him, but there was something so pulling about him. the way he would listen to you talk about the stories you loved and hated. the way his eyes would just gaze right through you, like you were someone he had missed seeing.

oceans filled your head, the calm waters flowing through your heart. but knowing it was going to disappear just as quickly as it came.

because he was only temporary. the waters weren't yours to stay in.

the backdoor swung open and you heard george hobbling over at you, almost tipping you both off balance as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder.

"look who it is! my favorite girl!" he smiled, completely disrupting your last task before you had to close the store. he flashed a toothy grin as cassandra appeared right behind him.

"george please, you're going to fall on the poor girl." her tone annoyed, but with a hint of concern. "do me a favor and go to the storage room to get the books for the events before i throw something at you."

she shot him a glare before he waved goodbye to the both of you. cassandra came towards you, picking up a few of the novels on the cart to help you finish.

"you're still thinking about him, dear?"

you quickly turned your head to look at her, eyes widening at the sudden accusation.

"how did—?"

"sweetie, it's written all over your face. and you've had that same expression since the fair. i'm not clueless."

you gave her a weak smile, confirming exactly what she thought. you couldn't look at her now though, feeling as if she could see right through you if you did.

"am i crazy cassie?"

she let out a small chuckle, settling the last book down on its appropriate shelf. she shook her head.

"no, you're just being young. and there's nothing wrong with that." she reassured you, not realizing that she completely finished organizing the rest of your books.

"if he ever decides to show up again, then you'll have another chance with him. if not, then you learn to move on."

that last sentence was something a part of you didn't really want to accept. your heart was still holding on to that possibility. but the more days that passed since the fair, the more you wavered on your certainty.

~ ~

"there's only two new neighbors cassie... why did we make three welcome gifts?" evelyn stated, all four of you were now squeezed into your apartment, staring at the gifts on the kitchen counter.

"because the other one is for our favorite girl!" george exclaimed, jumping up to give you the last gift. cassandra swatted at his arm, glaring at him.

"you ruined the surprise." cassandra remarked, as you gave them a weak smile.

it's been almost a month now and the thought of you ever seeing him again was fading even more. you reassured them that you appreciated the surprise anyway and george pulled you into a hug.

"if i only knew it was for her, i would've baked more cookies." evelyn stated, but you truly did appreciate the gesture regardless. they all knew something was wrong for awhile, but cassandra was the only one that knew why.

"it's okay, thank you. really. i love the gift."

cassandra caressed your cheek again as evelyn added, "if anything, i can bake more tonight and stop by to drop them off."

you smiled and nodded. "i would love that."

evelyn gave you a warm smile with her rosy little cheeks. she loved cooking for all of you, even remembering the first time she gave you your personal welcome gift when you moved in. and you remember it vividly because george ate half of those cookies.

"alright let's go drop off these gifts," cassandra stated, "george and i will go downstairs. you two will go to the one across the hall."

you all held your respective gifts and walked to where you needed to go. you and evelyn approached the apartment, evelyn knocking on the door as you held onto the gift.

you could even smell the cookies inside as it fogged a bit of the plastic, knowing how much hard work evelyn put in them. george made the little welcome sign, cassandra wrote the card with all the events planned for the year, and you placed two books. each from the ones that the store no longer needed.

it took a while for someone to answer, evelyn had to knock a few times but soon enough, the door swung open and suddenly something caught in your throat.

there she was. the same dark haired woman from a month ago. you couldn't believe it, the fact that she was your new neighbor. the fact that you saw her a month later instead of him.

and the fact that she stood there, her eyes in flames as you both somehow were at fault for knocking on her door.

"how can i help you?"

her tone was dark, it almost felt like she spat at you. evelyn noticed the slight negative connotation in her voice and opened her mouth to speak, but you came in first.

"we just wanted to drop off a gift to welcome you to the building." you gritted through a fake smile and evelyn saw you tense up. she just couldn't figure out if it was from annoyance or something else.

"oh how thoughtful," her voice was so empty. there was nothing behind it other than wanting to push you both out of her apartment.

"we also added a list of events that happen in the building like a cooking class, taught by—"

"my boyfriend and i are not interested thank you."

she cut you off again and you felt that spark of a flame growing right inside your heart.

"i'll take the gift though," and the woman snatched the beautiful piece from your hands. "austin loves this kind of thing."

she gave you a big toothy grin, something that vaguely made you uneasy but also reminded you of a poorly painted clown. she didn't even say thank you before shutting the door on your faces.

you couldn't even fathom any words, just blankly stared at the closed door. you glanced over at evelyn who was as shocked as you, opening her mouth to speak.

"what a bitch."

~ ~

your mind was racing as you ate your dinner, your favorite tv show playing in the background. the thought of austin's girlfriend being your new neighbor placed a sour taste in your mouth. like you couldn't catch a breathe as the whole situation wrapped around your throat. you had no idea if austin was living with her, but if he was, you weren't sure if you could face him with her breathing down your neck.

or if she'd even allow him to be in the same vicinity as anyone else but her.

the things you saw during the fair flashed in your head, the bruise on his hand. the tight grip of her arm around his. you shook your head, doubting that that possibility could be even true.

but if it was...? you weren't sure how you would react.

a sudden knock on your door broke you from your thoughts as you slowly got up from your chair to check who it was. as you looked through the peephole, you didn't see anyone.

you hesitated for a moment before opening the door, to find something that shattered your heart into a million pieces.

your welcome gift was staring back at you from the floor. the plastic wrap was ruined and the sign was ripped. the card splattered with wine stains and the cookies looked like they were stepped on. the only thing that was missing were the books and the event page.

you had no idea what to do, all of your hard work. everyone's hard work was ruined. a kind gesture completely taken advantage of and it was fueling your hatred even more.

you tossed it to the side, gently placing as much of the gift together as you could before closing the door. you wondered if austin took those missing things. if he knew how badly his girlfriend was treating other people and if he was even aware of the hold she had on him.

maybe that part of you was right.

~ ~

you sat in your assigned seat, the second table from the center. evelyn was busy up in the front, preparing her demonstration table full of ingredients. the kitchen right behind her with all the other food items needed for their meal. you could see how nervous she was with the way she kept fidgeting the same utensils and pans, making sure it was facing a certain way.

george appeared from the kitchen entrance, carrying supply bags out so it was easier for the class to get what they needed. he was beyond ecstatic for this as he was not only going to see a huge turnout of people again, but he was excited for the secret batch of food evelyn promised she would make for them when this was over.

you noticed cassandra passing through, a sign up sheet in her hand and you noticed a compile of names, each having their own seat and assigned table.

"so why can't i look at the list of names?" you asked her when she passed your table. all she did was smile as she handed you your name tag.

"cassie, he's not going to come." you remarked and she shook her head at your negativity.

you weren't able to tell anyone about your suspicious, thinking it probably wasn't your place to begin with. it wasn't until evelyn talked about "the dark red haired bitch from 4B" that cassandra started to connect the dots.

you just weren't sure if they were connecting all the dots.

weeks passed since the incident and each passing event with him not being present made it harder to stop thinking about him. even so when he would put his name and not show up.

this was yet, another one of those times, which was why you were doubting cassandra's optimism.

"we'll see. you never know dear," she let out a soft smile, "but if he does, give him his name tag for me?"

she handed you the tag with austin written on it, just like she did for all the other events. and yet each time, your heart skyrocketed in hopes that he was actually going to show up.

soon enough, the class started and evelyn began her introduction. the turnout was quite a lot; families, some friend groups, a few couples, an empty table in the back, and you.

with one empty seat next to yours.

~ ~

you were halfway through rolling the dough when you heard the main entrance door open. you didn't really have time to look because your stupid dough wasn't flat enough.

but it wasn't until you heard the footsteps and the water that followed suit from the rain that your now empty seat was occupied.

and your heart stopped.

"hi i'm so sorry i'm late. i'm usually not like this," his voice wavered, he sounded so flustered and embarrassed. so different from when you first met him.

you finally had the courage to look at him and you saw those same calm waters in his eyes, except they weren't as blue anymore. it was muted, like a greyness overshadowing its true color.

he had a hat on that covered his wavy blonde hair and some kind of shadow near his eyes, but he no longer had a mask and you could've sworn you heard your heart beating against your ears.

you were so overwhelmed by who he actually was that no words came out so you could respond to him. a part of you was so grateful he didn't see you as he was so preoccupied with his mistake of being late.

and when he finally settled into his seat and placed his things down, he looked at the nametag you placed on his side of the table. he quickly pinned it on his sweater to hopefully catch up on what he missed.

"i'm austin," he introduced himself, hoping you would say something to him. anything.

"hi."

your voice was so meek compared to his, even when he was the one all flustered.

"how much did i miss?" his was soft, and somehow sounded like he was comforting you.

"oh um... just the mixing part. i have the dough ready, but i can't seem to..."

you stopped as you noticed yourself ramble, completely avoiding his gaze as you looked right at the roller and your very stubborn piece of dough.

you heard him chuckle and it made your heart flutter slightly.

"can i?"

you just nodded as he placed the dough in front of him, taking the roller to knead the whole piece out. it wasn't long until he flattened it to the perfect shape that he gave you a small smile. he even followed the next few instructions from evelyn, placing the dough into a pie crust pan.

"have you cooked before?" you asked him, as he noticed the way you looked extremely impressed. and something about your expression made him flustered all over again.

"not really, but i do love cooking. i even thought about becoming a chef."

"really?"

"yeah," he let out the softest little laugh, pressing against the dough to form the crust, "that's why i moved here. i wanted to take a break for awhile and learn about the things i love to do... like cooking."

"you live here?"

a part of you wished he wasn't going to say it, but you already knew his answer.

"yeah on the 4th floor, apartment 4B."

and your heart sank to the ground.

"do you live around the area too?" he asked curiously and you nodded absentmindedly.

"yeah, i think we're neighbors. i'm 4A."

and you could've sworn you saw the blueness come back in those storm covered oceans.

"really?"

"yeah..." you hesitated for a moment, debating whether or not you should say the next part, "my friend and i actually dropped off a welcome gift for you."

and the blueness left as fast as it came.

you bit your lip, scared he might react a certain way. you started to doubt yourself. what if he was the one that ruined the gift, not the girlfriend.

he paused for a moment, going quiet as he finished mending the dough in place.

and you panicked.

"i totally understand if you didn't like the gift."

"no i liked it... i liked it a lot actually."

there was something hanging in the air now and you felt this immense guilt that you ruined the whole thing. you've thought about meeting him again for months and now that the chance arose itself, it felt like you were sabatoging everything you ever wanted.

"whenever you're both done filling your pie and adding the top crust, you can go to the kitchen and place it in the oven," evelyn instructed, smiling at the both of you as she passed your table. she cut the tension between you two for just a moment before it all came crashing back again.

you filled the pie pan and topped everything with another dough crust. the silence wrapped around you two as you finished the pie completely.

"i'll put it in the oven," austin offered, but as he got up, he winced in pain, clutching at his torso.

and that was all the confirmation you needed.

"let me, it's okay."

you took the pie from him, his body settling down on the seat again. he seemed so exhausted all of a sudden, like he no longer had the energy to put up a front anymore.

and it killed you on the inside that you had to sit there and watch.

when you came back from the kitchen, you noticed he took off his hat to fix his hair.

and that's when you saw his eyes. just above his eyebrow was a bruise and few cuts, a small bandaid on his upper temple, right where the brim of the hat would be.

but what broke your heart was the way he no longer had those lights in his eyes anymore. he rubbed his face for just a moment and you saw something else stain his hands.

it was makeup.

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[barcalover86]

Why?-Pablo Gavi

Summary: Pablo broke up with you, but he regrets it

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You were dating Gavi for 7 months and the time spend together was the best one in your life.

Your love was so strong, and people around you were really proud that Gavi had found a girl like you.

You were going to his matches to support him, and he would be by your side when you needed him. Your relationship was something that everyone wished for.

The day when he came to you after a match just to tell you that he doesn't feel anything towards you in a romantic way caught you off guard.

Just the morning before, you two were kissing while cuddling each other, and the reason he told you was definitely a lie. You asked him since when he doesn't love you anymore, he just saying that he doesn't know exactly but it has been some time.

You started to panick. You weren't mad at him, nor were you screaming in anger, but you were really shocked and were about to cry.

You couldn't blame him for not loving you anymore. For you, he was out of your league even if he all the time used to tell you that you were the right person for him. Well, it seems like it isn't like that, at least not anymore.

Your relationship wasn't exactly publicly announced, but people knew that you were somehow seeing each other or just hooking up.

You were getting a lot of hate because you were just a stupid girl that was used by Gavi to pleasure himself. That's what people thought, but it wasn't at all true.

He loved you, and he admitted himself. He fell for you harder than he could for someone else. He couldn't live without you on his side, and when he went to the changing room after he confessed to you, he cried harder than he did all his life.

He cried like he couldn't breath and like his world just ended. Like he just ended his world.

His football friends were by his side. Nothing worked.

"I don't know why you broke up with her"

"I already told you, I feel like I don't love her anymore, but fuck cuz I still do and I don't know. I've never been in love, and I'm so scared that I got so attached to her, and if she leaves, how to live without her? It's better that it ended now."

"You really think that?" asked Lewa

"Joder, no" he said while bursing into crying.

After Gavi got home, he went to Barca' insta account and saw a video that they posted on their story while they were in the changing room "celebrating".

He could clearly see his crying face like anybody else that was looking at it.

People were around him, calming him down while his hands were on his face.

His sobs were heard over the music that was playing behind.

"Mierda" he thought.

He went to tik tok just to see your haters saying that you were the reason for his heartbreak and that after you two fcked you just blocked him and used him.

They were really angry, and Gavi felt even sadder so he wrote something and posted it on his story.

"I am really disappointed that some of you want to find drama all the time and accuse people that you don't even know. You know who I am talking about. I appreciate your concern about me, but if you post things about it, don't you dare think that it helps me. Stop hating people that you've never met! It is our life and not yours. Mind your own business! Gracias a todos!"

He posted it and then went to sleep just so your face appeared on his mind. What has he done?

You, on the other side were just staying in your bed thinking about what you could have done for him to not love you anymore. Again, people started to accuse you of breaking his heart when he was the one who broke yours. You missed him so bad that you went to his insta to see a picture of him. You saw that he put something on his story and opened it.

He for sure saw the hate coming again after you.

You were now thinking if you should call him because you deserve to know the real reason he end things between you two, but at the same time you were scared that he doesn't want to hear about you anymore, that being the reason why he posted his story, to not even see things about you on tik tok. You deep down knew it was a lie, but something inside you told you to just call him. If he will answer, good. If not, as well good.

It was really late at night and Gavi didn't pick up the phone. That's it, you thought. It's clear that he doesn't want to hear about you.

The reason why he didn't pick up the phone was that he put it on silent to that he could sleep. Tomorrow morning he had training.

The next day, when he saw that last night you called him, he started to panick and question himself if he should call you back. He knew now that you were mad at him for not answering.

He decided to do it, and when he heard something he was happy that you answered that quickly but the thing is that you blocked him, not being able to contact you.

He was so hurt, and he himself got into this, still not understanding for sure why he broke up with you. He clearly loves you and maybe being attached to someone isn't that bad, but now it was only too late.

He went to training with tired eyes. He couldn't concentrate at all, and people started to tell him to try to get over it, but even themselves knew how much he loves you and true love isn't fading in just a couple of weeks.

Days have passed, and all he could think about was still you. He hadn't heard anything from you, even if sometimes he would ask for his friends' phones so that he could see your insta page.

You didn't post much, but that little was enough for Gavi to know that you were at least healthy. He tried to talk to your friends but they only replied him that what he did was wrong and that he has to talk to you face to face and not towards messages, but that was way too complicated while being a football player and having to switch cities and countries every week.

He was on his urge to give up and let you refind your life, until one day he saw you at one of his games. His eyes sparked at the sight of you and smiled knowing that you came for him.

After the match was over, he rushed towards you.

"Y/n-"

You rolled your eyes and went away.

"No, no, please stop. I tried to reach for you to tell you the reason I broke up with you because now I so regret it but I couldn't find a way to find you please listen"

"I already gave you a chance, Gavira. I even called you the night after. Why didn't you pick up? Were you hooking up with some other girl?"

"Wha-no! My phone was on silent, and I'm sorry. I called you back the moment I saw but you decided to block me.."

"Good for me"

"C'mon, we both know that you miss me as well. Just let me explain"

"Yo, hermano, I don't miss you anymore. I'm over it, and I'm proud because of it"

"What-?"

"Yes, you heard that right. Now leave me alone"

"No, I won't. The reason I broke up with you was that I was so falling in love with you that it scared me. I got really attached and I was afraid that someday you would leave me and I would have been destroyed. That's why I decided to leave first , but the moment I didn't see your eyes anymore, I just broke down into tears. I know that's not a good reason and I should have been there for you because you got so much hate because of me and my stupid private relationship kind of thing and I want to try it again with you. I know that you are truly my soulmate and that no one can ever take my heart like you did. Maybe you don't love me anymore, but I will try to make you fall for me again if you let me.."

"That clearly won't happen Pablo"

He sighed. He was proud of himself , and he finally told his feelings but so disappointed that he lost you forever now.

"I'm sorry again, y/n." He said while turning his back at you.

"That won't happen because I still love you" you shouted after him.

He remained frozen.

"What?" he replied with a smile full of hope on his face.

"Yes, I still love you and miss you..miss us"

He smiled even more and went to hug you.

"So you are attached to me, huh, Gavira?"

He chuckled.

"How could I not be?"

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[zombisarchive]

FREAK

mdni. not proof read.

FREAK p.t 2

switch! oliver quick x dom! M! reader

warnings: degradation, name calling, smut, hair pulling, biting, mean reader , making out, over the clothes touching

Oliver had been eyeing me all night since I arrived at the pub. Who does he think he is? He’s only around because Felix decided to befriend the little freak. Farleigh and I were supposed to meet up with Felix at the pub after class. But there he was again, like a leech attached to Felix. Oliver.

“Felix!..Oliver.” Farleigh said as we approached the table. Farleigh sat next to Felix, leaving me to sit next to Oliver. Fantastic. “hello..” I glanced at Oliver. He glanced at me muttering out a small hello, god can’t he just speak up? I rolled my eyes, trying my best to ignore his stupid glances towards me.

As we started to part our separate ways after the pub, I began to walk back to my dorm the long way. But I had this nervous feeling someone was watching me. My steps slowing down before I came to a halt, turning around only to see a figure horribly hiding behind a large tree. I know that figure from anywhere. Oliver. What now? He’s moved on from Felix to me? what a freak! “I can see you. I know it’s you Ollie” I yelled out, seeing him visibly flinch at my voice made me feel something. He stayed still and silent before revealing himself. “why are you following me?” I asked as I walked up to him, he looked startled as if I were in the wrong to ask that. “I..um..you forgot your cigarettes at the pub” Oliver finally muttered out. “Cigarettes? you’re following me like some creep over cigarettes?” My tone was harsh and he knew it, there was no way he could escape the truth now. Oliver dug through his pocket fetching out a packet of cigarettes, they were crumpled up, but they were my cigarettes.

We stood there in awkward silence as I snatched the packet from his hand. “Why couldn’t you return it like a normal person?” Asking as I rolled my eyes, seeing him shrug. “I was but you clearly don’t like me..” Oliver said looking at me. I laughed in his face, “clearly. you know why i don’t like you?” stepping closer to him I was now backing him up against the tree he was hiding behind. “No?” Oliver said as his back pressed up against the tree. “Because you’re a little freak! a no good for nothing oxfam scholarship boy” the words seethed out of me like hot lava, I was ripping into him and he took it. Seeing him stand there and not react to anything I was saying made me angry. How dare he? My hand shot up, gripping the side of his hair tightly, pulling it roughly to the side. His face contorted into pain, god did he look gorgeous like that…

“You’re a nothing. A lowlife. I don’t know what Felix sees in you” My words cut deep into him like a knife, his face now stone cold. I smirked loving the feeling of him completely helpless under me. “What? Can’t talk now?” I said with another harsh tug at his hair. He hissed in pain, “For someone who hates me so much…you do love calling out my name at night” Oliver said with a stupid smirk growing on his face, I was fuming. I let his hair go, pinning him against the tree, my breath heavy as he just let me do this. “you know nothing about me” Oliver laughed as he looked at me, “of course I do..i know everything..how you jerk off, calling out my name when no one’s in your dorm..how you look at me like you want to eat me alive” He was right. He did know me. I didn’t know what else to do, he had the upper hand here. “But knowing you, you’d never act on those feelings, no, you’re just as pathetic as i am” Oliver said with a laugh.

He’s wrong. I wasn’t a pathetic low life like him. “You’re wrong.” I said, his face turning to confusion at my words. I pressed my lips against his roughly. Oliver kissed me back, our lips dancing with each other. Hands roaming all over each others bodies forgetting we’re still outside. I pulled back a little, biting at his lip. “Still think I wouldn’t act on it Ollie?” Oliver laughed, “I guess I was wrong” “very wrong.” My hand grasped his hair again, pulling his head back as my lips ravaged his neck. Soft moans came out of his mouth. God he sounded wonderful. Biting and sucking on his neck. felt like ecstasy, feeling him squirm as I bite harder than the last bite. My hands roam down to his clothes cock, palming at it, feeling him buck his hips upwards, his moans growing with every touch. “Fuck..” Oliver moans out, as he clings to my shirt. Pulling away from his neck, i glance down at the ranging boner he has, smirking, “someone’s excited” I tease as he rolls his eyes. “Shut up, just touch me” Oliver begs looking up at me. Letting go of him, I step back away from him. “sorry I’ve got an exam tomorrow, later Ollie” I say walking away, giving him a wave. He glares at me as I walk away walking back to my dorm. Oh how fun this will be.

☆requests open!

☆kinda bad, but maybe I’ll make a p.2?

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[sanjisblackasswife]

Zoro and His Feelings with You (NSFW/FLUFF)

Black Fem Reader , because she calls Zoro “nigga”…like once…twice WC: 1.3K

CW: (un)Established Relationships, Soft Zoro, Implied Virginity Loss, Light Smut all together, Fluff, Zoro is shy about his feelings, Reader is described to have curly hair

@roronoaswifey Happy Birthday!✨(its still 9pm over here :(()

“I’m not even that dirty.”

“GET IN THE TUB!”

You’re never sure why Zoro always had this hate of putting some water on his body but you knew once you both started hanging out more he would either bathe with you or sleep somewhere else. As stubborn as he can be he did at least agree to two baths a week. The second only being if he needed it.

And after today he needed it.

“You smell like blood, sweats, and tears you are not sleeping with me.”

“It’s not even th—“

“Sleep outside I don’t give a damn.”

“OH MY GOSH FINE!”

Ever since you and the bafoon became more closer in your situationship, Zoro deemed more clingy to you.

He always found himself around you, taking your hand to go somewhere, and even caught himself staring at you a few times. It was so awkward on his behalf.

Eventually you caught on to it. That he liked you more than a crewmate, but dammit he made it hard to talk to him about it. He was never great at expressing romantic feelings expect through his flustered cheeks when you tease him.

“I don’t need a -“

“Shut up you smell like 40 cans of bounce that ass—“

“WHAT?!”

You move his face forward as he sits comfortably between your thighs in the hot water, he actually acted like a child, pouting while you washed his hair.

“You’re such a baby..” You said, rubbing harshly into his scalp, your acrylic nails scratching him just right he began to sink further into your touch. You heard him mumble a little with his head now laid softly on your breast.

“‘M not.”

“Are too.”

“AM NOT!”

“Raise yo voice at me again, nigga.”

The bickering between you both continued. It was always like that between you both, one moment you’re cursing at him about how horrible his diet is, the next you’re debating about which alcoholic drink is the best.

But you loved it.

It felt, natural for you both to feel so comfortable, especially since you’ve been more than that a few months ago.

Which is why this was bothersome.

Because here you are: now facing him on his lap, naked in the water as he scrubs your chest, surprisingly no sexual intent behind it, just casual conversation as he touches your body. Washing your bare torso and cracking jokes.

“….I think if you just started working out with me I—oi—.”

He looked at your face, it was an unread look behind it, Zoro’s rasped voice helps you look at him with a crooked smile,

“You alright?"

You knew by saying yes you'd be just wasting his time and yours denying because he always managed to see through your bullshit. How could you hide the look though? You always happen to catch yourself thinking about Zoro and you when you're with or not with him.

"Aye--" His hands emersed from the water to hook his finger under your chin to look at him. His sudden boldness! You gasped, taking a second to look at his features, pretty skin, shining from the water, his beautiful dark grey eyes, the subtle indentations on the corner of his lips that form dimples when he laughs with you, his natural wet wavy hair attaching to his forehead.

And those lips,

those damned lips you--

missed.

So much, you missed so much from that night.

He was so surprisingly soft. The way he held you close, the way how though he was embarrassed he couldn't stop his body from moving on its own, the way he didn't leave a mark of your body unkissed.

He was so..

special.

And you missed it.

"Common, speak to m--mph!"

You couldn't help yourself. You had to kiss him, there was no way he didn't want to be kissed if he was that close.

It may have been wrong, but then why did it feel so good? Why are his palms cupping your cheeks? Why is he breathing harshly but not letting go? Why did you feel Zoro deepen the kiss?

"I--" You both stuttered, Zoro's face couldn't get any redder.

"I'm so sorry." You spoke softly at him, his eyes as wide as can be, pupils small, and chewing at his lip.

It was so awkward between you both you wanted to rush out the tub, but instead--

"Fuck---" Zoro hummed into your mouth. You couldn't stop yourself not tonight, you felt his hands ghost over your spine to arch into him, your slit grazing against his hardening cock on his abdomen. Fuck, you missed the feeling of him.

If only you knew how much he missed the feeling of you too.

"w-w-wait wait. Zo-!" You moaned as his fingers tugged at your scalp, and the other down to your ass to give a tight squeeze to lift you a little on his muscular thigh while he nibbled lightly at your damp neck, pushing away your ginger curls. The room somehow felt hotter and steamier and though you didn't want it to end,--

"Z-zo....are w-we...ah-!"

"Are we what...?" He pulled back a little to look up at you, breathing out of his mouth.

You paused again, but Zoro wasn't having it, so he gave your butt a small swat underwater, "Are we what?”

"...Are we....together Zo...Like...in a relationship ..."

You nearly had the made choke on air. He laid back on the tub trynna straighten up, but failed horribly.

"You ask that now?"

"Yes now you ass. I just..."

"...I just haven't stopped thinking about that night we had together,...and how we got close, but....never done it again and most importantly....never...um..."

"...talked about us...I know." He looked to the left for a moment, wiped his flustered face and looked back at you, "....I have thought.....you know...about us too...and....I don't know I thought it can go unsaid that you'd be my woman now or something."

"....excuse you, you didn't even take me out on a date--"

"Those times we left the Merry together--"

"No nigga that wasn't a date that was us doing errands....but...you um....you....you said I'm yo woman?"

"Lord..."

"Nah say it.."

Zoro scoffed, you both were now aware of each other's intention with moving forward in your relationship, but just for good measure you have to tease a bit, so you looked down to his brown blushing tip and rub your thumb on it earing a hiss from

your man.

"Common." You coo'ed in his ear now grabbing the base of his cock to slowly stroke up and down. "Say it."

"Ffffffuck--y---"

"ah ah that's not nice....say...it." You applied more pressure to squeezing him, his hand gripped at your forearm, gritting his teeth. "Move your fucking hand, Zo. And say it or I stop."

"...you're my...fucking woman...pleasedontstop."

He sounded so pretty, his chest rising, you were satisfied with his answer enough to kiss him again stroking his cock, and now tugging his hair, his uncoordinated hand went from one breast to rub and pull on to the other as you slid your tongue his mouth.

Back like nothing left, the room got hot again, you began to grind on his thigh for more simulation for your clit, whining out his name brought a chill to his spine, he needed to hear more.

He took advantage knowing your sensitive areas from last time. His lips latch on to your breast and suckle.

“You! Ah! Fucker..” a choked out moan mixed with a giggle fall through your lips with him.

He was such a cocky bastard despite his red cheeks, his middle finger slightly circling your clit to push out the orgasm you been aching for, but

He stops. Admiring the angry pouty fucked out face you have from your stolen orgasm he pecks your bottom lip and suggests to finish in your room

Since you're his woman now.

#one piece #one piece headcanons #TimikosZoro #black reader #one piece x female reader #one piece smut #Zoro #Zoro smut #zoro x black reader #Zoro x female reader #zoro x y/n #zoro imagine #zoro fluff #one piece zoro #ronoroa zoro

[peace-love-and-french-toast]

Severus Snape rant

Disclaimer: I don't support JK Rowling's views and I'm not a TERF. TERFs, DNI for you.

Sorry for ranting, y'all. I'll try to keep things quick (note from the future: be warned. I failed). Spoilers and mentions of friendship toxicity and bullying under the cut.

By the way, for this I am generally talking about regular canon. When I discuss things people think about this, the headcanons are generally assumed to go alongside regular canon to complement it. I understand that there are fix-it fics out there where everyone is happy, and while I love that, I'm talking about how JK Rowling let it play out.

UPDATE:

Don’t interact with this post if you only want to insult me/my writing style. I am not accusing anyone of doing this, but I can see that there is a very definitive downward spiral, and I don’t want to see the bottom of it. However, I am willing to listen to arguments until things turn into personal attacks.

I don’t care that much about Snape: just a few lines on a page. I understand people have strong opinions on him (me too!). That’s fine. But I’m a real person, just like all the people on this platform (well, except bots). Let’s embrace that, and focus on the fact that we are all, in the end, Harry Potter fans.

Kat out.

Let me start with this: Severus Snape shouldn't be with Lily.

To keep to the simple stuff and the things most people can agree on first, no one "deserves" Lily. In this post, I was nearly guilty myself of talking like this, but please keep in mind: Lily Evans is not some kind of consolation prize, something given out to whoever is deemed the most worthy, the most angsty, whatever. Regardless of Snape's virtues (or lack of them: but give me a sec) he won't somehow earn the right to be in a romantic pairing with Lily. In all the stuff on the table in terms of how Lily viewed Snape, she wanted a platonic relationship. So that's part of what I have an issue with: talking about canon as if there was any part of romantic thing on the table. Lily never had a crush on Snape. It was a one-sided thing.

Now, to controversy. Let's address some common reasons for why people say Lily shouldn't have ditched Snape and why these shouldn't excuse his behavior. Keep in mind I'm talking about things that happened before Lily's death, because after death doesn't really matter to her. She's dead by then.

Snape had a bad home/school life.

That's true. But he then chose to continue the cycle of pain by joining a pureblood supremacist group and calling fellow students slurs?

2. The Marauders did some terrible stuff to him.

I really need a disclaimer here. THIS WAS TERRIBLE, AND I HATED IT, AND THE MARAUDERS WERE COMPLETELY IN THE WRONG HERE.

But this post isn't defending the Marauders, it's arguing that Lily was justified in choosing to let go of their friendship.

Anyway, this is an irrelevant excuse for why Lily should remain friends with him, because she thought this was terrible too... and then Severus screamed a slur at her when she was trying to help him. Way to go, Snape.

3. He loved Lily.

Hold up. Stop the clock.

Wut.

Wut.

Okay, this needs to be a new section. Let's call it:

Being In Love With Someone Doesn't Excuse Your Actions Towards Them

Quick story time, cause this section uses an extensive metaphor. IRL, I used to be best friends with this girl. She was toxic and refused to change.

Her excuses for why I should keep hanging out with her?

Current mental health situation.

Things just "slipped out". (Yeah, Snape LITERALLY USED THIS EXACT EXCUSE)

I was really important to her (So was Lily to Snape)

I stopped being friends with this girl regardless, because her actions harmed my mental health, isolated me, etc.

(And before someone says friendship is different etc. she had a crush on me two Valentine's days in a row and I'm unsure if she still does)

These are all excuses. Let's define that word for a second.

"attempt to lessen the blame attaching to (a fault or offense); seek to defend or justify." -Oxford Languages from Google.

Contrast with an apology, where someone actually tries to make things better. Snape constantly gives excuses. His apology comes much, much too late in the form of begging Lily. Now, with my own toxic friend, she also claimed to want to make things better.

In the case of both Snape and Toxic Friend, they'd continually insisted it wasn't their fault, ignoring the problems in the relationship and not making an effort to fix them. By the time Lily and I broke things off, we'd made up our minds. We turned away and felt good about it, because they negatively impacted our lives.

Maybe Snape was in love. Maybe my friend really wanted to be friends with me. Both are probable.

Still, neither followed through on the steps necessary for a good friendship.

Depersonification, aka Lily is a Person Not A Shiny Toy, Severus

Crack open your books, hit play on the movie, or simply recall as we all remember how Snape looked at Lily.

In the books (won't mention the movies because I didn't watch them) he looks at Lily and Harry sees "undisguised greed" in his eyes. Um...

Snape's fine with hurting Petunia, figuratively and literally.

He ignores what Lily is actually trying to say to him once she tells him what he wants to hear.

And calling her Mudblood. (Can't help myself interrupting here: I myself never 'just accidentally' call someone a racial slur. That's because I don't use them, so they aren't exactly waiting on the tip of my tongue).

All of the things he does are in there for a reason. JK Rowling is trying to unsettle us, and she succeeded. Snape seems to view Lily as an accomplishment, an achievement, a plaything to be admired.

Why?

He never takes Lily's feelings into consideration. Not once until it negatively impacts him. Look at where he comforts Lily: when it looks like they've made a mistake and hurt Petunia.

When Lily gives up on him.

And I know: there was more, there was more, there was more.

Potions homework done together.

Eager chatter between classes.

It's not black and white.

But these are the scenes JK Rowling has decided will give you the best impression of their friendship. She didn't pick tender scenes with cocoa and cookies because that isn't a theme in this friendship.

And onwards to:

They Used To Be Friends, Why Did Lily Stop Talking To Him Like This

It's hard to know what a person is truly like. You only know what people show you, and they hold back the worst of themselves at first. In Lily's first scenes, she doesn't know everything. She doesn't see the greedy looks he gives her. He is a new boy about her age who understands her like nobody else in town could.

Years go by. He calls people like her "Mudblood", he makes friends with awful classmates who do illegal and immoral things and are rumored to be training for war. The other side of the war, the one that kills people.

He shows her the worse sides.

By the time he calls her Mudblood, she has already tried to stop him from going down the wrong path. He's ignored her and ignored her and she finally snaps.

Can you blame her?

This apology seems like yet another excuse, a means to an end of keeping her by his side.

She's had enough.

Conclusion

So concludes the saga of Lily and Severus.

As he makes his decisions and she hers, Lily perishes saving a son whom Snape will later torment in her classes.

Harry grows up.

Snape oversees the creation of a school designed for indoctrination, watching passively as cruciatus curses are dished out. Her son meets him on the battlefield.

Voldemort gets to Snape first.

And thus, Snape meets his end.

And that's it, because things work out like that sometimes. Snape chose his path in life. Lily responded accordingly. And years later, he continued to stay stagnant in character growth, even becoming a child's worst fear from his unequally distributed cruelty.

A note:

If you disagree, feel free to debate me! I enjoy calm discussions. HOWEVER, please remember that we are all, in the end, people with lives and feelings, so don’t scream at me if you don’t agree with what I’ve said here.

#severus snape #harry potter #anti severus snape #snape #lily evans #lily potter #lily evans potter #long post #rant post #toxic relationship #don’t hate me #snape and lily #snily #severus and lily

[thewritingofspencerrose]

I know, it's (VERY, im so sorry) delayed, this has been sitting in my drafts since the day his trade was announced and i just got around to finishing it up. enjoy!

"Jamie," Is all I can think to respond to my brothers words. "I can't just move to Pennsylvania, you know that. I have three more years left of schooling."

You were supposed to have 3 more years on your contract, I want to add, but I know that's not what he needs right now. He was just traded away from his home with no warning, he doesn't need his little sister giving him a hard time.

"I know, trust me I know. I was so focused on getting my deal with the Ducks because of that. But some kid that was supposed to go to Philly had a change of plans and now I have to be on a plane there from Nashville at 5 in the morning."

"You don't even get to play against the Predators?" I ask, not realizing just how sudden this was all about to happen. "Do you need me to send you things? God I didn't realize this would all be so sudden."

"Kid, let's worry about what I need in a minute, I need to talk to you about you, the apartment, all of that." Oh shit. I can't afford this place. "I talked to Trevor, and he and I think you should move in with him."

"You... what?"

"I-"

"No, I heard you," I interrupt, not even letting him get two words in. "Why on earth is that your first thought? Let me have my sister move out of the apartment we've been living in and in with my best friend? Didn't Trevor literally move out because he wanted more space?"

"I know, and he knows that, but you're my little sister, I don't like the idea of you just finding some random roommate. And Trev promised that he'd look after you," Jamie explains, and I don't want to give him more grief than necessary today of all days, "I just need to know you're being looked after if I'm going to be on the east coast."

"Have you already talked to Trevor about this?"

"He offered."

Oh fuck me.

"Oh, woah," Are the first words out of Trevor's mouth when he walks in the door, two weeks and change after Jamie's move. After my moving in.

"I promise I tried not to touch anything, I just-"

"No, I told you that you should make yourself at home," He reminds, dropping his gear by the door. "It's just, I don't know, feels more homey in here than when I left."

"It's probably because you got so used to living with me and JD that seeing my things around reminds you," I offer, trying to ignore the way he's looking at me like the entire reason this place feels like home is me. "Speaking of my brother, when you offered this little deal to him did you happen to mention that you'd been sleeping with said little sister for months before you moved out?"

I probably should have seen what he was doing when he started to distance himself from me and should have realized I had gotten too attached when it hurt for him to do so.

And I had been doing fine with getting over him until JD had this fantastic idea.

Now he's here, his look shifting from admiration to shock.

"Why- why would I tell Jimmy that?"

"You're basically boyfriends, I would have thought you'd tell him about your torrid affair," I can't help the joke slipping, only earning myself an eye roll as he throws himself on the couch, landing by my feet and making the book on my lap nearly fall to the floor.

"You and everyone else need to stop thinking that we're boyfriends, you know better than any of us that I am not into guys," He returns, pointing at me like he's trying to prove his point.

Now I'm the one rolling my eyes. "Trev, the whole world knows you're into women, have you not seen the photos of you and that D'Amelio sister around? You're hot gossip on the internet."

I hate it.

"Oh God," He groans, head falling in his hands, and it's not the joking one I'm expecting, but genuine discomfort.

"Trev? You okay?" I'm already moving before I've finished asking, my book set aside as I move to his side, hand coming to caress the back of his neck, where his shaggy hair meets his hoodie.

I can't help but take a moment to hesitate, knowing that if he is with her like the tabloids say, I'm far too close to a gray area than I should be.

But it's Trevor. He helped JD move me into their apartment, after agreeing to me living with them in the first place.

He's always been there for me as long as JD and he have known each other, and I have always done my best to be there for him.

"It's the God damn media," is his whispered answer, shoulders slumping. "I can't be seen with a girl without being assumed to be with her, you know?"

"I can't say that I do," It's honest. Also very unhelpful. "You're sitting with the boring Drysdale, I have as much experience with the media as being photographed with you and JD."

His eyes rise up, looking at me for only a second before he's looking back down at his hands, ringing them. "You're not boring, Kate."

"You know what I mean-"

"No," He interrupts, eyes jumping up again, this time remaining on me. "You're not boring, you're normal in the best way. Why do you think I ended things?"

What?

"You deserve normal."

My hand stills on his neck, slowly sliding across his shoulder until it's back in my lap. "Trevor, what are you talking about? If this is because things aren't working with her and I'm suddenly around-"

"I was never with her!" He's yelling, moving to stand in the time it takes me to process his words and turning back on me, eyes wild. "We were in that photo because a mutual friend had a birthday and everyone ran with it!"

"Trev, you don't have to explain your dating life to me," I sound almost desperate, desperate in my desire to not hear about the women he's seen since our last night. My voice is the one who gets quiet now, "I'd really rather you not."

"You're not listening to me," Trev is nearly grunting, pausing to sit on the coffee table in front of my legs. "I haven't been seeing anyone else, it's why the photos piss me off. They have you thinking I'm out sleeping around," His hands rest on my knees, thumbs gently running over them. "You're not someone a person can just move on from, Kate."

"Trevor, you can't do this to me," There's that desperate tone again. "You broke off our arrangement. I was ready to become more and you were the one who said we'd have to just be friends, that I had to go back to being your best friend's little sister."

His thumbs dig in momentarily, the only thought coming to mind being when he last did that, hands slowly guiding my legs apart and -

No!

"Do you not know how much I've regretted every word of what I said?" He looks so genuine. He's Trev, of course he's being genuine.

"What made you change your mind?"

"The idea that you'd be moving to Philadelphia," There's no hesitation.

And I can't help but laugh. "Trevor Zegras, I have one year left of my undergrad and two of my masters. You can't have thought I'd really be uprooting my life," a smile comes back to his face for the first time since he walked in to see me on the couch.

"Are you laughing at me?" Is his falsely offended cry, making me laugh even harder. "How dare you!" His hands find my sides immediately, fingers moving in sync to tickle where he knows I'll feel it most.

His body has moved onto mine, my breathe leaving my lungs faster than they can refill as I wiggle.

"Trev! Trev! Get off of me, you goon!" He just smiles, propping himself up on his arms enough to pop back into a sitting position.

It's so soft, the look in his eyes.

"Give me another chance, please?" That's why he looks so soft.

He's scared.

But I am too. This has gotten more complicated than before.

"Trevor... this has gotten so much more complicated-"

"How?"

"What?" How could he possibly be asking how this could be more complicated.

He's smirking now. "It's actually less complicated. We're still roommates and I still want to be with you, only difference is your brother isn't on the other side of the door, keeping us quiet."

He's not wrong.

Now it's my turn to smile. "If we try this again, we're a couple. No casual sex."

"Deal," His smile is brighter than the lights at the stadium. "My terms were the same."

"And-"

"And? You want a kiss?" He supplies, and while it's not at all what I was going to say, I'm going to let him have this one.

So I nod.

He leans in.

And when our lips touch, it doesn't matter that he's my brother's best friend, or that I'm his best friend's little sister.

We're home.

#original character #the writing of spencer rose #nhl fanfiction #trevor zegras x oc #jamie drysdale #trevor zegras x drysdale sister #trevor zegras

[pimosworld]

Por la mañana (2)

Santiago Garcia x f!reader

Summary-A drunken love confession leads to a fun morning for you and Santi

CW-Explicit smut, 18+ MDNI,mentions of alcohol consumption,light angst,Fluff,Kissing, cursing, unprotected piv, oral sex female receiving,fingering,piv cream pie,soft dom Santi

WC-2.7k

A/N- We’re finally getting to the smut. This is part 2 of Santi and readers confession. Please read part 1 if you haven’t already. I will attach a link below.

Not beta read

Part 1

***

You’re certain you’ve never been this hungover in your life. Your head has its own heartbeat and your mouth is dry as the Sahara. The only comfort you have at the moment is the silk sheets on your legs and the musk smell on the pillow. You don’t own silk sheets. 

  You pull the covers from over your head to brave the sunlight but soon realize it’s barely morning. You glance over at the nightstand and notice your phone and purse sitting neatly next to some water and what you can only assume is ibuprofen. 7:05 am, Okay just take the meds and drink some water.You can sleep for a few more hours and then try and figure out why you’re in Santi’s bed and not your own. 

  ***

  Santi lies on the couch staring at the ceiling fan as if it’s going to be the answer to all his problems.He knows he should probably try and get some sleep but how can he? You idiot,you told her you loved her in the most unromantic way possible.

  Would you even remember? If you didn’t that would be fine, he could deal with staying best friends. He could not however deal with your rejection of his confession. How could he ruin this dynamic of your friendship? Was Frankie full of it when he said you had a crush on him? His mind is swimming with the thoughts of what if.  

  Santi grabs his phone not caring what time it is,he has to talk to someone. He sends a text and lays his phone face down on his chest. 

  I fucked up

  He crosses his arms behind his head and refocuses his thoughts on the ceiling fan once again when a ping sounds from his phone. 

  Fish 🐈🐠: Its 2 am care to elaborate 

  I told her I love her

  Santi watches the text bubble appear and disappear. 

Incoming call Fish🐈🐠. Santi groans and answers his phone. 

  “I’m sorry pope  I had to call you know I hate texting…so what did she say?”

  “It’s fine hermaño.” Santi sighs on the other end. “I told her let’s talk about it in the morning, I didn’t want her to make a decision drunk.”

  “Okay so what’s the issue? She told me she has strong feelings for you and she’s been waiting for you to ask her out for a while now.” 

  “Exactly, I didn’t ask her out. I made out with her and told her I loved her and she may not even remember.”

  “Listen…if she doesn’t remember then just start fresh tomorrow and ask her on a date…if she does remember I say you take her lead. There’s no use freaking out now. 

  Santi thinks for a moment, there’s no reason not to trust Frankie and he knows he’s right.

  “Thanks hermaño, I’ll try and get some sleep and let you know how it goes tomorrow.”

  “You’re welcome and I think you mean today.”

  End call

  ***

  I love you 

  “If you want this with me…tell me in the morning.” He releases his grip around your waist and exits the room.

  You sit upright in Santi’s bed and try to control your breathing. That wasn’t a dream, that actually happened. Your pounding headache has now been replaced by your pounding heart. What if he didn’t mean it? You know he had less to drink than you but not much.

  You glance at your phone to see it’s now 9:30 am. Should you say something to him or let him take the lead? You can hear rustling in the kitchen and the smell of coffee and bacon. Okay so he’s awake. Just get dressed and go from there. You pull back the covers and begin the search for your clothes when something catches your eye. Your His Metallica shirt sits neatly folded on the edge of the bed. I thought he said it was dirty,did he wash it this morning? 

  It would be rude not to wear it when he obviously set it out for you. You change out of the army shirt and quickly replace it with the other. It’s soft and still a little warm, it smells uniquely of him and the cheap laundry detergent he insists on using. You reach for your jeans but decide to be bold and forgo them. He didn’t set out pants. 

  You step into the attached bathroom to freshen up and optimistically use his mouth wash. You glance at yourself in the mirror. You don’t look half bad for a hangover and it  doesn’t matter anyways, it’s now or never.

  As you make your way into the kitchen you notice Santi at the stove-fully dressed,his too tight blue jeans and dark gray tee stretched over his broad shoulders. You’re suddenly not feeling as confident. You begin to step out of the kitchen to retrieve pants but he senses your presence. 

  “Good morning cariño, how are you feeling?”shit

  He’s still facing the stove so you make your way to the stools behind the kitchen island. “I’m feeling a lot better…thank you for taking care of me.”

  “Always.”

  He pours you a cup of coffee and puts cream and one sugar just how you like. He hands you the mug and your fingers brush his, causing your heart rate to spike. If you don’t tell him now, you never will. 

  He turns around and you stand from the stool moving slowly around the island. Before he can turn around you slide your arms around his waist to keep him in place. 

  “Sweetheart, are you okay?” His voice is laced with concern as he begins to turn in your arms but you tighten your grip and bury your face between his shoulder blades. 

  “Just let me talk and then I’ll let you turn around.” Your voice is muffled in his shirt and his giggles reverberate through your body. His amusement at this is oddly calming. You raise your head slightly and take a deep breath. 

  “I love you too.”

  His breath hitches slightly and his hands holding your arms squeeze you as he attempts to ground himself. 

  “I’ve wanted this with you for so long and I hope you meant what you said last night.” He slowly untangles your hands from his waist and kisses each palm. 

  “I meant every word.” He spins around and can’t help the smirk on his face as he finally notices your lack of pants. His fingertips brush the bottom of your shirt and slowly skate along your hips- he pauses just as he did last night and you panic briefly. You hope he’s not having second thoughts again. 

  He leans in close to your lips but not close enough to touch. “Can I have my shirt back?” He says with one eyebrow raised. You remove his hands from the shirt and raise it completely over your head discarding it somewhere to your right. His jaw goes slack at the sight of your naked body-you we’re feeling very confident and decided on wearing only the shirt. 

  He’s on you in a moment grabbing your waist with his calloused hands and pulling you flush against his chest. He kisses you like a man starved and you can feel his hard cock straining through his jeans. 

  “We should take this to the bedroom.” He pants out as you both try to catch your breath. You grab his hand and start to lead him down the hallway to his bedroom and his compliance makes you weak in the knees. You move as if you’ve done this dance before. He drops your hand briefly to begin discarding his clothes among the hallway. You hear the clang of his belt and the sound has the arousal building between your legs. 

  When you enter his room you sense a change from the night before. There’s no more apprehension. 

  “Lay back on the bed.” There’s no question in his tone anymore-only commands. You scoot back on the bed getting comfortable against the pillows. He slips out of his jeans and then removes his boxers. Your mouth waters at the sight of his thick cock already leaking precum. He crawls up the bed and lays down on his stomach, placing both your legs on his shoulder. You’re too turned on to feel self conscious as this gorgeous man smiles up at you from between your legs. He places a kiss on both thighs as he rubs soothing curl legs on your hips. 

  “I’m going to take my time okay?” Before you have the chance to decide if you should answer he silences you with a long slow drag of his tongue along your slit. You let out a whimper and he laughs. Did he just laugh?

  “You’re going to make this too easy cariño.” Is he teasing you now?  You don’t have time to think as he circles your clit with his tongue and your whimpers have turned to moans. He grips your thighs and pushes his tongue into your entrance and you can’t help but buck your hips at the sensation. He gently eases your hips back down with his left hand and slowly brings his right to your wet folds. He slowly eases in one finger and you bite your lip to suppress your moans. 

  “Look at me.” You don’t remember closing your eyes but you blink at him. “I want to hear all those pretty little sounds that I’ve dreamed about.”

  He adds a second finger as he finds that bundle of nerves and begins to fuck you slowly. 

  “Oh fuck…Santi.” Your chest heaves and you can feel your slick dripping down to the sheets below.

He begins rubbing circles on your clit with his thumb and your first orgasm slams into you,  you’ve gone into subspace not aware of the tears streaming down your face or the cry of his name over and over. 

  “Shh… it’s okay I’ve got you.” He begins trailing kisses up your body as you try and ride out your high. He hovers above you and stares down at you with your slick coating his chin. You cup his face and pull him flush with your body as your lips move against his in a slow passionate kiss. The intimacy is too much and not enough at the same time. 

  You reach your hand between your bodies and begin to stroke his hard cock pressed against your abdomen. He drops his head to your shoulder and groans, tightening his grip on your waist. He’s panting and rutting into your hand as precum coats your abdomen. You bite down on his earlobe and drag your teeth down his pulse point and he lets out a choked sound.  

  “Wait..wait.” He pants out.  You halt your movements and you feel him pulsing in your hand. “I need to feel you, I don’t want to come like this.”

  “Santi, look at me.” He raises his head from your shoulder, his sweat soaked curls on his forehead and pupils blown wide with lust. “Fuck me please.”

He opens his mouth in a slight oh when you begin to rub his head along your slick soaked folds. His eyes are still on you when he slowly pushes in just the tip and drags it back out. Your eyes begin to roll as he mutters curses under his breath. He rocks his hips over and over until he’s seated at the hilt. 

  You’ve never felt so full and safe at the same time. You tighten your legs around his waist and wrap your arms around his neck. “Santi please move.”

He wraps his arms under your back and grips your shoulders as he sets a bruising pace. The sounds of your moans fill the room as he hits a spot deep inside. He can feel your pussy flutter around his cock as he snaps his hips into you. 

  “Tell me how it feels.” He rasps into your ear not slowing his pace. 

  “It…fuck…it feels so good.” You punctuate each word with his thrusts unable to form a thought. 

  “I knew you’d be a good girl for me.” You clench down on the  praise and he lets out a growl in your ear. He raises up to look down at your slick building at the base of his cock as he stretches you on his girth. He pushes your legs into your chest with his hands on the back of your knees as he churns his hips forward.His pace slows as he places his thumb on your clit rubbing quick circles causing your back to arch off the bed. 

  “Santi…please.” Your begging has him on the edge, your pleas and whimpers are music to his ears. 

  “I know baby, I’m right here.” He leans close as his thrusts grow shallow. “I’m close…where can I?”

  “Come inside me please.” You're begging again and he definitely won’t make it. 

  “Be a good girl and come with me.” He kisses you slowly as he swallows your cries. You clench down on him as your climax washes over you in waves. He bites down on your lip and comes with a strangled sound shooting hot white ropes of cum into your quivering channel. 

  He collapses into you trying to brace some of his weight but you pull him down flush with your chest. The heaviness of his body grounding you. 

  “Fuck…that was.”

  “Amazing.” You both pant in unison. 

  He pulls out of you with a hiss and you can feel your combined slick dripping out of you. “I’ll be right back cariño.” He stands and enters the attached bathroom and you hear the water running. He returns with a warm washcloth to clean you up. You would feel vulnerable at this moment if it wasn’t Santiago Garcia, the man you’ve been in love with for years. 

  He throws the cloth near his hamper not caring if he missed, and climbs into bed behind you pulling your back into his chest. The feeling is so domestic it makes you want to cry. 

  “I was supposed to ask you on a date first” He mutters into your hair. You can't help the giggles that erupt into laughter. He breathes a sigh of relief, he would give anything to hear that sound for the rest of his life. 

  “I know this is out of order but can I take you on a date tonight?” The tone in his voice suggests that he’s afraid you might say no. 

  “I would love to, although you’ll need to take me home at some point to get some proper clothes.” He pulls you onto his chest in one motion causing you to yelp.

  “No…I think I’ll make you wear that Metallica shirt you love so much.” You slap his chest playfully and he grabs your ass pulling you down on his growing bulge. He kisses you deep and nips your bottom lip as you pull away slowly. 

  “We need to get out of bed before we end up here all day.” Before he can protest his phone pings from the floor in his jeans. 

  “Let’s try and have breakfast and then maybe we can finish this conversation.” You say as you slide off him. He grabs your hand before you’re off the bed. 

  “I love you.” The words would knock you off your feet if you weren’t sitting. You kiss his palm and place it on the bed. “I love you too.”

  The shirt you want to wear is in the kitchen so you sway your hips as you leave for dramatic effect suddenly feeling at home in this space.

  Santi lays there for a moment in a trance not having felt this happy in a long time. His phone pings again and he swears this better be an emergency. 

  🐈🐠:Congratulations 

🐈🐠: Sounds like things went well 😚

  ?

  🐈🐠: Your big ass but dialed me at some point.

  What did you hear?

  🐈🐠: Not much,just an I love you too

  Santi releases a breath he didn’t know he was holding. 

  🐈🐠: 🍆💦 Have fun today 

  Oh sure you didn’t hear much

I thought you didn’t know how to use emojis?

  🐈🐠: Benny taught me 😋

Comments and reblogs are much appreciated.

Tagging a few people who commented or reblogged part 1

@simpforbritgents @sunakochansama43 @brekkershadowsinger @thewatcher98

@itspdameronthings @amysuemc @djarinsimp @kingtwhiddleston

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[nerdysleepybunny]

Hi, could I request fluff Ink demon x crush reader, Where ink demon has a crush on reader, you can make it head canon whatever you like ( And sorry if my grammar is not good English isn’t my first language)

No need to apologize! Thank you so much for the request, hope you enjoy!

🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷

Fandom: Bendy and the Dark Revival

Character(s): Bendy/Ink Demon

Reader: Gender neutral

TW: Mention of murder and abuse/torture

Style: Hcs

Summary: You’re the first person to ever show Bendy kindness, and treat him as if he weren’t a monster. He quickly becomes attached to you.

Instead of being part ink like Audrey, you were completely human like Henry.

You met Bendy whilst walking around the studio. He was in his cartoon form sitting on the floor, and you noticed how sad he looked.

“Bendy?…”

He jumped and looked up, getting ready to run. You slowly walked closer, putting your hands up to show you weren’t a threat.

“Hey, I won’t hurt you…” You crouched in front of him, holding your hand out to him. He smiled and grabbed it, the two of you intertwining your fingers together. You smiled and put your free hand on his head, gently rubbing it.

“You looked upset, what’s the matter?” He frowned, looking at the floor.

“Can’t talk?” He shook his head, looking upset again.

“That’s alright!” You hugged him, and he completely froze. You quickly pulled away, apologizing over and over, not wanting to make the demon uncomfortable. But then he smiled and jumped onto your lap, hugging you tightly. Before you could hug him back, the door was slammed open, and a Lost One barged in, looking directly at Bendy.

“Demon!! I’ll kill you!”

You being the protective person you are, quickly get up and grab the demon’s hand, pulling him behind you with a gent pipe in your other hand. The Lost One runs at you, and you swing your pipe, soon killing it after a few hits. You didn’t realize that Bendy had ran off, and when you turned around after looting the corpse, you grew worried. Had another Lost One came and took him whilst you were distracted? You ran around calling his name, looking everywhere for him. Little did you know he had hid in the vents, watching you fight. He was amazed that someone would protect him, risking their life for him. He needed more of you. But first, he had to return before Wilson realized he was missing.

You had eventually given up, continuing to roam the studio and survive. Though Bendy stayed in your mind. You only knew him for a few moments, but you missed him dearly. He was so sweet. And you couldn’t stand the fact that people were attacking him. Whilst you were sitting on a couch, lost in thought, Bendy was walking up behind you. It was time you knew the truth, and what he really was, so you would finally fear and hate him. He turned into his ink demon form, and watched as you snapped back to reality, noticing ink beginning to cover the floors and walls. You stood up, starting to panic. Was the studio flooding? Then you heard a growl in your ear, which caused you to freeze as a shiver ran down your spine.

You turned around and craned your neck up, staring into the Ink Demon. You quickly remembered those horns, and that bowtie, and that all too familiar smile.

“Bendy?”

“(Y/N)… I’m not who you think I am..” His deep, rough voice echoed all around you, yet you showed no signs of fear. You looked at him as though his appearance never changed, and listened to him closely.

“I am… the Ink Demon, who everyone knows and fears.” You laughed a bit.

“Yeah, I can see that.” You teased. If he could frown in this form, he would.

“Why aren’t you scared?…”

“Why would I be? You aren’t hurting me.”

He growled and roughly picked you up and pulled you close to his face.

“I could easily kill you right now if I wanted.”

“Yet you aren’t.” You smiled and rubbed his head, just like you did the first time you two met. This wasn’t right. You’re supposed to be begging for your life! Yet here you are, content as ever, rubbing his horns and smiling just as big as he was. When you touched a certain spot on his horns, he began to purr, loosening his grip on you and visibly relaxing. You let out an “aww!” and continued to rub that spot. He sat down, and you made yourself comfortable on his thigh, continuing to shower the grinning demon in affection.

He finally snapped back to reality and growled, pushing you off him and running off. Though the pain of being smacked into a wall was the least of your worries. Did you make him uncomfortable? You already missed him. Hopefully he’d come back soon.

🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷

Okay this one was super fun to write. 😭💕 If you guys want a part 2 let me know!

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[callmemrskenway]

I am a sucker for Love Potions ♥️ Can we get headcanons about MK, Monkey King, Maquace and Red Son being affected by some of it?

Qí Xiǎotiān/MK:

- MK is uncharacteristically quiet at first, which freaks everyone out. This is because he's just staring at you in total shock, not understanding why he didn't notice just how BEAUTIFUL you've always been.

- When you ask him if he's okay, he just casually screams, "(Y/N), I LOVE YOU!" and you're simply too stunned to speak. He gets shy and flustered that he just yelled that but gives you a dorky smile and fidgets with his hands saying: "U-Um, I mean...I love you, (Y/n)!"

- MK under the love potions influence is incredibly more clumsier with you but also insists on being by your side everywhere you go.

- Pigsy is very annoyed because MK has an even harder time doing deliveries because he sees you and is drawn to you like how a moth is drawn to a flame.

- More touchy with you but nothing bad, usually just hugs that last longer than usual. He does have a habit of not shutting up about you that everyone is starting to hate. Like even when he's fighting he'll be talking about how great you are and literally his villains are all: "cool but did I ask-"

- When this love potion wears off, he's gonna need to scream in a pillow before he apologizes to you but even then though he's no longer under the love potions influence, he still feels that pounding in his heart.

Sun Wukong/Monkey King:

- Okay but as you grab his shoulders and ask if he's okay, he just stares at you in shock for a little bit before smirking and being all: "Hey~" and you just raise your eyebrow immediately.

- A teasing flirt, not that he wasn't already, but now it's just a bit more worse. Definetly the kind of guy whose all, "Ah, it looks like you've fallen for me." after he trips you with his tail.

- Absolutely loves having your attention on him and doesn't like it being taken, like if he's talking to you and someone tries to interject, he kinda glares and pouts but then when you turn back to him, he brightens up considerably.

- Basically attached to your hip the entire day and has a tendency to show off his awesome power to you and being all, "HEY, (Y/N)! CHECK THIS OUT!" or "Y/N, OVER HERE!"

- Very much would call you "Peaches" or "Sweet Peach" during this time and will bring you back jewelry or items from the celestial relam for you. Don't try to reject them, he won't let you, but you SHOULD wear them if you want to see a happy Sun Wukong.

- When it wears off, he's confused but he tries to brush it off and apologize for being weird but also, this does make things...complicated for him now. Because he already had feelings for you before the love potion, so how is he gonna confess to you now?

Liu Er Mihou/ Macaque:

- Okay but he gets a bit more clingy and possessive over you. It isn't noticeable at first but it will be when you notice he's basically your shadow and kinda follows you around. Tries to deny it and teases you by saying stuff like; "Aw, how sweet, you're imagining me." but both of you know damn well that you aren't.

- He's pretty similar like Wukong but just a bit more forward and direct. And by direct I mean, he lays his head on your lap the moment you sit down. Pulling you into cuddles with him and just giggling at how you squirm before sighing in defeat and getting comfy in his arms.

- More touchy with you as well but things like running his fingers through your hair, comparing your hand size with his own and playing with your fingers, and other things like that. Like he's trying to memorize every single detail about you.

- Okay but I love for big shadow Macaque being soft with Macaque's s/o so if you're not his ally and work with MK and Wukong, he gets jealous seeing you with them and his shadow monster thing just harshly smacks them away but picks you up gently and even gently brushes back your hair.

- Terrifying but kinda endearing as it hands you to Macaque, who is currently telling Wukong to stay away from you because you belong to him.

- Kinda avoids you after the potion wears off, he's afraid that he weirded you out but when you tell him you understand it was just because of the potion, he feels a little better. But also a bit dissapointed because some of his affections were genuine.

Red Son:

- Okay so I've mentioned how he's kind of a tsundere when it comes to things? That's not the case for him underneath the influence of a love potion at ALL.

- Immediately asks you to marry him, honestly. You try to deny but he's very insistent and praising you and telling you how he can't imagine anyone more worthy than you to join the Demon Bull King Family.

- Deathly jealous of people, especially Mei and MK, because HOW DARE THEY BREATHE THE SAME AIR AS HIS BELOVED SPOUSE!? THEY AREN'T WORTHY TO EVEN BEHOLD THE FANTASTIC BEING THAT IS YOU.

- However he gets all sweet and doting on you, honestly. Like you tell him to calm down and he's all: "Ah! I'm sorry, I hope I didn't frighten you, beloved!" and likes to buy you the most expensive gifts ever.

- Is currently planning your wedding until you agree to marry him, can't be too prepared. He already has the floral arrangements picked out and his mom and dad feel really bad for you but they won't help you-

- When the love potion does wear off, he's flustered and goes back to his tsundere self and tries to deny everything that he did but he blushes intensely when he's around you and if you catch him staring, he gets offended like you were the one who was looking.

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