#i just have to complain cause i cant be the only one who sees it lol | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

gglitch1dd · 21 days

Text

Submitted by @my-anime-garden : Hi, i was wondering if you would ever consider writing a Kirishima Eijirou x Midoriya Izuku x Reader Ive been trying to find one or anything but i cant find anything and i’m really about to have a breakdown down your my last option 🙏🏽

Hello lovey!! I do plan on writing a Midoriya x Reader x Kirishima, which is funny cause i often pit Izuku and Eijiro against each other. I just don't have time to work on it right now because I'm busy finishing up my DILF Eijiro short story and my main fic for the moment, Prey. But...

here's a small snippet of it. I do have to warn you, it is Omegaverse, so I apologise if it is not your tea.

The New World That We Create - Snippet

Alpha Kirishima Eijiro x Omega Fem!Reader x Alpha Midoriya Izuku

Warning: OMEGAVERSE, Sci-Fi, Anime: 7 Seeds AU

Kirishima stood by the entrance onto stage in the dark, watching as the president of the bunk spoke to the crowd and cameras that were distributing footage of the announcement to the entire bunker and other countries. He kept his posture straight as he tried to calm his racing heart. He was dressed in a new set of combat uniform. It was entirely white with the Japanese flag on his breast pocket. He felt rather important in it but also the suffocating pressure that came with it.

“Cadet Kirishima.” Kirishima turned around to see Midoriya approaching him, dressed in the same uniform. The tall green-haired Alpha bore a sharp grin on his face as he met the other prime backstage.

Midoriya Izuku was one of the only other Prime Alphas in their generation. A tall green haired man with freckles that danced all over his skin like the constellations they had only ever seen in books. Midoriya had specialised in relations and crafts. He was exceptionally good with his hands and planning, Kirishima having seen him submit practical architecture plans to lecturers that were basically flawless.

Kirishima grinned, both of them bowing their heads to one another. “Cadet Midoriya, man am I glad to see you.”

Midoriya chuckled as he nodded his head. “Likewise. I’m glad we’ll be leading Pack A together.” He confessed. The green haired Alpha put a hand to the back of his head as he scratched his head. “Actually, I was surprised they put two primes in one pack.”

It was an odd arrangement from leadership, considering no other country had decided to do that for their teams for Operation Origins. Kirishima couldn’t help but agree, as he nodded his head. “It is rather strange, but I’m not complaining if they see our odds are better.”

Midoriya nodded with a smile on his dimpled face. “Absolutely.”

“Kirishima, Midoriya.” Both Alphas turned to look at the person who called their names. The man who was wearing a backstage headset, motioned towards the steps that led up to the platform where the briefing was happening. “You’re up.” He notified them.

Kirishima nodded his head as he looked to Midoriya. Both Alphas shared a look before filing towards the steps. This was their moment. It was something that would go down in history of their achievements and a sacrifice and great honour that they were doing for their country.

“Now, we have our Head Alphas for Pack A of Operation Origins, Kirishima Eijiro and Midoriya Izuku!”

The stage lights were bright but so were the camera flashes. It was mostly just journalists and TV crews in the room currently with the higher ups leaving the stage to the two Primes. Kirishima walked up first moving to stand by the table in front that had seating for three people. Midoriya positioned himself beside Kirishima as the both of them bowed, before heading to sit down. Kirishima sat to the far left and Midoriya to the far right.

It was times like this where Kirishima was reminded of his size, noticing how small the microphone seemed.

Before either one of them could speak, Ms B, the vice-president of the bunker spoke again. “We also have our Head Omega for Pack A, L/N Y/N.”

Midoriya’s eyebrows twitched as he turned to look at wherever you were coming up from. From the opposite side that the two Alphas had came from, you came up the stairs. Instantly, you had both Alpha’s attention. You were dressed in the same uniform as them, scent patches prevalent on your neck as you walked uniformly over to the table. Both Alphas stood up at the sight of you.

You bowed at the waist towards the crowd before turning to the both of them. You looked at the large Alphas before you. You had seen their profiles and had seen them briefly in the canteens and around, but you had never been so close to them. They were huge, larger than life and were packed with muscle. Even with the scent blockers, you could tell they had strong scents. You reminded yourself of your training as you dropped your head, displaying your neck in submission as you bowed before the both of them.

Kirishima had to fight every instinct to walk over to you, snatch those scent blockers off your neck and sniff you. He kept his hands balled up at his side. Midoriya ran a tongue over his aching canines but bowed along with Kirishima, respectfully so.

You walked over to sit between the both of them, the three of you sitting together at the table. You realised you just reached their shoulders when sitting let alone while they were standing.

Ms B smiled at the three of you together before stepping to the side. “We’ll now be taking questions.”

At that, an uproar started, everyone wanting to ask the three of you questions about this expedition. You were aware of the fact that this would happen which is why you were all sent a file briefing you about everything you needed to know about the operation. But you did know that most likely than not, there would still be questions that would take you by surprise.

Midoriya motioned for someone to answer. “Cadet Midoriya, how does it feel to be selected as one of the people to be sent on Operation Origins?”

Midoriya leaned forward towards the microphone, he hesitated before letting out an amused scoff, a gleam of sharp canines flashing towards the cameras. “I honestly, do not know what I am doing here.” He answered bluntly getting a giggle from you and a laugh from Kirishima. “This is an honour beyond words, and I couldn’t be more excited to embark on this journey into he unknown with my comrades beside me,” He motioned to you and Kirishima. “And all those that will be under our leadership.”

“How is the list of people you are taking with you look like?”

Kirishima decided to answer this one as he leaned forward, his hands resting on the table. “We are very lucky to have the best of the best in our chosen pack. They have already been informed but the list will be made public tomorrow morning. I can only truly speak on the masc side of things that we have a great roster of talented mascs that know what they’re doing and are good at what they do.” Midoriya nodded his head in agreement to what Kirishima was saying.

“Cadet L/N?” You let out a questioning chirp, tilting your head to the side. Kirishima and Midoriya both let out chuckles along with some others in the audience. “What about the femmes? What do you all bring to the table?”

It took you a second before an amused chuckle came out of your throat. A smile was on your face as you looked to the Alpha that had asked the question. “What do we bring to the table?” You asked again as you moved to place a hand on the microphone in front of you. “I’d like to remind you that Operation Origins means nothing without my femmes. We are the backbone in which the future of our beautiful nation that is Japan, is based on. Just based on us being femmes alone, regardless of the vast skill set we have, we are a pivotal part of this operation. So we don’t bring anything to the table, we are the table.” You emphasised.

Midoriya and Kirishima glanced at one another from atop of you. Both Alphas gave a slight smirk to one another, thinking the exact same thing. You were quite the strong voice. They were interested in getting to know you better after the questions, considering how well you could handle that question on your own.

“What are your thoughts on two Prime Alphas in the same pack? Considering no other country is yet to have done so.”

You hesitated to answer this one. You looked at Kirishima and then up at Midoriya. You shifted in your seat, moving to cross one leg over the other. “Thank you for reminding me how small I am.” You joked making the two Primes laugh. “I have no grievances nor worries when it comes to this department. Cadet Midoriya and Cadet Kirishima have given me no reason, based off of what I know of them, to doubt that they can’t handle this mission nor each other. I personally think it was a smart move keeping them in the same pack and as Head Alphas in the same position, removes competition between them.” You answered honestly. “As long as they behave themselves,” You glanced at the both of them, Midoriya looked away from you as if not promising anything, earning some chuckles from the crowd. You scoffed but continued. “I don’t see a problem, yet.”

Kirishima chuckled at your response but nodded. “Cadet Midoriya and I have worked together on a few group tasks amongst us mascs and I feel confident knowing we will be working together not only as leaders but as brothers. A Head Alpha’s role is to lead the pack in servitude but also in example. Between the both of us, I think we can handle that role just fine.”

“And when it comes to the Prima being your Head Omega?”

Midoriya turned to look at you, his eyes moving up and down briefly before a sly smirk was on his face. “As long as she manages to behave herself…”

You looked at him with a shocked expression, earning deep laughs from both Primes and other Alphas in the crowd. Kirishima leaned over to you with a humoured smile. “He was kidding.” He told you but you just scowled at him.

Midoriya let out an apologetic chuft towards you, however it was received with a hiss out of you. At the sound of your displeasure, although not deeply taken personally, Kirishima moved to place a hand to your back while Midoriya put a hand to the back of your neck, large thick fingers rubbing at your scent glands over your patches to calm you down. It seemed like their Omega studies had worked because immediately a purr erupted from your chest as you leaned into their touch.

With you now satiated and hopefully forgiven his joke, Midoriya continued as if nothing had happened, however his Alpha felt like preening in pride to be accepted by your Omega so willingly. “A Head Omega’s job is to head the femme side of the pack but also establish the emotional and functional part of the pack is being maintained. They are to listen and be respected just as we are. We have no doubt that Cadet L/N can do that.”

Both primes let go of you, making you shake your head trying to clear it from the hold they had on you. Regardless you could still feel their hands on your skin, which only made you press your legs closer together.

-Glitch1d

314 notes · View notes

soccer-love · 27 days

Text

Wouldn't let you date my child

Tuva Hansen x reader

Besides the girls from the second team, I was the youngest one in the Bayern squad.

Only being 19 and already playing for Bayern München and the German national team was insane.

And even though it didn't make a difference while playing, they still liked to make fun of me for being the youngest.

Not in a bad way, since there wasn't such a huge age difference between me and the other players, but they just couldnt resist.

And then there were Magda and Pernille.

They joint Bayern at the same time as me and kind of took me under their wing.

Something our teammates liked to made fun of too, they said that they adopted me.

And to be honest I cant say that I don't like the thought of that, they are really nice to me and helped me a lot to get used to a new team and city.

"P, who would you not let date your child?" I hear Zadi asking as I put my suitcase into the bus. We are on our way to our away game in Duisburg and I think she got bored of waiting.

She has pointed her phone at Pernille, recording the question and her answer.

"Mhmm....Tuva I think." she then says, laughing.

I watch Zadi asking the same question to some other players and I notice that a lot of them actually say Tuva.

I stay outside until I see Magda coming towards Zaid, cause I am really curious about her answer.

She asks her the question and Magda laughs, "I cant say that, I think it's sorta mean."

"Magda." Zadi complains.

"Tuva." Magda then whispers, making Zadi laugh.

I get into the bus and take my usual spot behind Magda and Pernille.

"Hey P." I hear Glodis shouting, she is siting a few rows before us, a big smile on her face.

"Why wouldn't you let Y/N date Tuva?" she asks, making the others around us laugh.

"Why wouldn't you let your child date Georgia?" she replies and I notice Tuva looking at me.

I smile at her and notice her cheeks getting a little red before she looks away.

We fly out to Duisburg and when we get to our hotel it is already late, we all eat dinner together before going to our rooms.

Since Kathi isn't here because of her injury I get a single room and after I settled in I hear a slight knock on the door.

"Hey there." I greet Tuva, she's already dressed in some joggers and a Bayern hoodie.

"Sorry but I cant come in." she says, but takes a step inside so I can close the door behind her.

"Why not?" I ask, leaning against the wall.

"Your adoptive moms don't want you to date me." she says but by the smile on her face I know that she isn't serious and she comes closer to me.

She places her hand against the wall, next to my head and I look at her innocently.

"Really, well in that case.....maybe you should go back to your room." I say, trying to step aside but she quickly places her other hand also on the wall, so I am trapped between them.

"Or maybe I should just ignore what they think."

As an answer to that, I pull her closer and softly kiss her.

"I think option two is the better one." I whisper in the space between us as we brake apart.

"Good, because I really don't want to brake up with you, like ever."

I pull her into a hug and let my head rest on her shoulder.

"Do you think they really mean what they say?" I ask as we are lay down on my bed, Tuva instantly pulling me into her arms.

"A little maybe, but I don't think anybody from the team would tell their child who they can date and not date." she says, softly pushing some hair out of my face.

"I know I think to much about what people may think of me and technically Magda and P aren't even my parents but, except for you, they are the closest thing to family I have here." I say and she smiles at me.

"Yeah, but I they will always love you. They would rather kill me if I hurt you.."

I laugh at her answer and place a kiss on her cheek, we've only been together for seven months but I love her so damn much.

"Do you really think we are a family?" she asks after some seconds, referring to what I said earlier.

My heart melts at her question, Jesus I have so much love for her.

"Yes, I...I do think that." I say and feel her pulling me a little bit closer to her. "You and also Vilja are my family, and the team of course too."

"Oh yeah Vilja definitely thinks that too, she already loves you more than me."

"That's so not true."

"Oh yeah? You remember our walk last Saturday? When we both called her and she went straight to you."

"Maybe I am just so lovable." I suggest and she laughs, before pressing a kiss to my lips.

"Oh you defiantly are."

I let my head rest on her shoulder and Tuva pulls a blanked around us.

"I wish you could stay here tonight." I say, we talked about this topic a lot already, we thought about talking to the stuff so that we could be roomies but we didn't want anyone to get suspicious.

And even though I had a single room, we didn't want Lea to worry why Tuva wasn't sleeping in their room.

"Me too, but you can stay at my place tomorrow night if you like." she says and I nod.

"I will never say no to that."

She softly starts to run her fingers through my hair and it gets harder to keep my eyes open.

It is always like that with her, she makes me feel so safe and when I am laying in her arms, her running her hand through my hair. And when she then starts to talk to me in her native language, I tend to fall asleep.

"You should sleep, Søta." she whispers and I open my eyes again.

"Only if I get a goodnight kiss." I give in.

"Always." she softly places on hand on my cheek and then her lips meet mine.

I love the way they feel against mine and in the way she kisses me I can feel the love that is between us.

I am so lucky to have her.

"Goodnight." she whispers and gets up.

"Goodnight, Tuva." I answer and follow her to the door, she gives me another kiss before leaving and I quickly brush my teeth and then go back to bed.

------

The game the next day goes really well, Duisburg scores in the first half but after the break we score five times and take the three points home with us.

After the next training session I find a small note, tucked inside my shoes.

"Meet me outside, love T."

Tomorrow most of us are leaving for trainings camp with their national team so she probably wants to say goodbye to me.

I quickly change my cloths and collect my stuff, before saying goodbye to the others.

When I exit the locker room I hear Magda shouting something but I cant hear what it is.

I go to the spot where we usually meet after training and as I go around the corner I see her leaning against the wall.

"Hey." I say and for a few seconds I allow my self to get lost in the blue of her eyes.

"I wanted to say goodbye." she explains and takes me hand "But not here."

She pulls me down the hall and into a small room that is normally used for med tests, but there is nobody in it.

I put my bag down and Tuva pulls me into her arms.

"I'm gonna miss you." she whispers against my head.

I take a deep breath and inhale her scent before answering.

"I will miss you too."

She smiles, softly kissing my head.

"You know that we both have a couple of days off, after our last international game." she says and I nod.

"Yeah?"

"I thought...maybe...only if you want to...then..."

"Tuva." I softly say and she laughs, it is more than cute when she is this nervous.

"I could book you a flight no Norway and you could come with me to where I grow up, meet my parents, see my other home." she suggests.

"Other home?"

"Well that place, where my family is, is my home. But you are my home too." she explains and I smile.

"I would love to see your other home."

"Good, I will get you a ticket later." she says and I lean my head against her shoulder.

She places her hand on my cheek and softly rubs her thumb over my skin.

I lean back and softly kiss her, not wanting to let go of her yet.

And as she pulls me closer, my body crashing against hers, the door next to us flys open.

"Y/N I....WHOA!"

Tuva lets go of me but her hand is still holding mine.

"WHAT THE FUCK" Magda says, in a volume that now everyone probably heard it.

"Your good?" I hear Pernille asking from outside and then she comes in too.

"What's going on?" she asks as she sees me and Tuva standing there.

"They kissed." Magda says and points at us.

"Who kissed?" I hear Georgia asks and just some seconds after she comes in along with Linda and Jill.

"Tuva." Magda says, her voice so much deeper than usual that it scares me a little bit.

She takes a step forward and with one arm Tuva shoves me behind her back (something that would actually be really cute in another situation).

"Yes?"

"You are a really good player and I appreciate it that you always have my back on the field....BUT....if you hurt her or do anything to make her cry.....then I-" at that point of her speech, she reaches out and pokes her finger into Tuva's shoulder.

"-will hurt you!"

"I would never hurt her." Tuva answers, grabbing my hand a bit tighter.

"Babe....I think they're old enough to have a relationship." Pernille softly says, smiling at me but pulling Magda backwards.

"Well I guess your child doesn't care what you say about not dating someone." Glodis says from the door, I didn't even notice her coming in.

Magda turns back towards Tuva.

"You better be good Hansen!"

#woso imagine #woso x reader #woso #fc bayern frauen #magdalena eriksson #pernille harder #fcbfrauen x reader #tuva Hansen x reader #glodis viggosdottir #georgia stanway #lgbtq+

300 notes · View notes

nataliesfirefly · 2 months

Text

You and I Walk a Fragile Line - Farleigh Start x F! Reader - Part 8

a/n: heyy loves! if you’ve stuck around for all 8 parts, thank you SOOO much. writing this series and receiving so many kind comments and love has really made the past month and a half so enjoyable. i cant believe i’m concluding my first fic already!! it’s been so fun and i definitely want to write more. shoutout to my friend @avessss who encouraged me to start posting even though i was really nervous. i couldn’t have done it without her 💕 but anyways enjoy the last chapter! not sure when i will post next but until then… message me, give suggestions, etc!! love you all SOO much 💌

word count: 4.6k words

masterlist

playlist

warnings: MDNI 18+, afab reader, smut, oral (reader receiving), p in v, making out, language, angst for like one second, FLUFF, mentions of alcohol, not proofread

“A pint, please. Thanks.” You smile at the bartender as you slide forward five pounds. You stand and wait patiently, leaning against the bar as he shuffles away to go fill up a tall glass of beer.

You hear your name being said from next to you. You turn to see a familiar girl with olive skin and long, silky black hair. Your brain takes a few seconds to compute who it is.

“Sasha! Hey,” You grin and she smiles brightly. “Hi. I didn’t know if it was you or not,” She chuckles and you stand there awkwardly, not sure of what to say.

“How’s life?” She asks. “Uhh, good. Can’t complain.” You shrug as the bartender slides you the beer across the counter. You take a sip as she nods.

“Same here. Just a little terrified of the fact that we are going to be seniors in a year,” She runs a hand through her hair with a sigh. “Me too, girl.” You nod in agreement.

“How was your summer?” Sasha asks. You let out a sigh unintentionally before fixing your facial expression.

“It was… good,” You nod slowly, almost trying to convince yourself. “I don’t know if you know but…There’s a rumor going around that you and Farleigh had somewhat of a summer fling,” She winces after she says this.

“Oh God,” You press a hand to your forehead and shake your head. “Who told you that?” You groan.

“I’m assuming it came from Felix. I’m not sure, but I just wanted to tell you…” She places a hand on your shoulder comfortingly. “If you ever need to talk or anything like that, let me know.” She says, her English accent soft and elegant.

She seems almost too nice. You’ve never seen Sasha like this, so it’s hard to believe.

“Thank you.” You dip your head and take another sip of beer. “I know I was never the nicest to you and we were never close, but I’m here for you.” Her hand falls from your shoulder gently.

“I think I was honestly just threatened by you,” She continues. You jerk your head towards her quickly and furrow your eyebrows.

“What? Why?” You scoff as if it’s absurd. “I always had this… gut feeling that he was in love with you or something. He would talk about you nonstop, about how much you annoyed him and how much he ‘hated you.’ I knew better,” She shakes her head.

“Oh. Shit. I’m sorry,” You feel bad, suddenly. Like you were the cause of their relationship problems.

“But that whole thing is over now,” You wave your hand dismissively. “He’s an asshole, isn’t he?” You both giggle at her words.

“He is. I can see why you broke up with him,” You nod, feeling no remorse for talking about Farleigh this way. It’s all true. But you also know Sasha had a lot to do with the shitty parts of their relationship.

“I’ll see you around, yeah?” She grins and holds up her hand, giving a tiny wave. “Yeah. See you,” You watch her walk away before turning back to your drink, grabbing it and heading to find an empty table.

You sigh, leaning down and fishing your textbook out of your bag. You still have four chapters to read before tomorrow. The first term of your junior year is kicking your ass, even though it’s only October.

Sooner or later, you see Felix walking through the entrance of the pub. You immediately crane your neck to search for any signs of Farleigh, since he usually follows Felix around. But thankfully, he’s not anywhere to be found.

You turn your attention back to your textbook, and when you glance back up, Felix is sitting across from you.

“Hey.” He smiles and you notice the cigarette between his fingers. “Hi. How are you?” You reply, not exactly in the mood to talk to him right now.

“Oh, you know. Just drowning in work,” He sighs and leans back in his chair, throwing his head back slightly.

“You and me both,” You chuckle lightly and close your textbook, knowing you won’t get anything read so long as Felix is here. He leans forward again and takes a drag from his cigarette.

“So…” He starts, trailing off. You raise your eyebrows. “So?”

“Are you and Farleigh ever going to make up?” He asks suddenly. You cough, surprised by the abrupt question.

“No.” You shake your head. “Don’t even try it, Felix.” You roll your eyes and he groans. “Please, we don’t even get to hang out much anymore because you’re avoiding him,” He whines.

“Then just… arrange a time to hang out with me when Farleigh isn’t there.” You grimace at the feeling of his name in your mouth. Felix facepalms. “C’mon. Look, I don’t know what happened between you two, but…”

“It sounds like you think you know what happened.” You narrow your eyes and he seems confused. “What?” He tilts his head.

“Lola told me you’re spreading rumors. Like, that Farleigh and I had some fling over the summer,” You explain, and he glances down like he’s been caught, before looking back up with amusement twinkling in his eyes.

“What, you thought no one would hear you two fucking at one in the morning? You guys were so loud, it’s like you wanted to be caught,” He chuckles and shakes his head. Your face burns beet red with embarrassment.

“I don’t judge you for it. I just didn’t expect it,” He says. “Okay, but that doesn’t mean you go telling everyone about it,” You reply.

“I didn’t mean to. I told one person in confidence.” Felix says. “You know you can’t trust these people to keep things to themselves,” You shake your head in disappointment.

“Okay, I’m sorry. But I think Farleigh really wants to talk to you.” He says, his tone persuasive and you immediately cringe.

“I’m not talking to him. Nothing will come of it,” You finish off your beer and set the glass on the table decisively.

“I just don’t want our friendship to be messed up because of this.” He says, sounding a bit sad. You look back up to him and see him glancing down at his lap.

“We’re good. It doesn’t have anything to do with you.” It comes off harsher than you meant it to, but Felix doesn’t seem to mind. “I can’t just forgive and forget, you know?”

He nods. “Yeah. Alright, then. Just consider talking to him. I’ll see you later, mate.” He drums his fingers on the table before standing up and walking to the bar. You sigh and decide to pack up your things after checking your watch and seeing the time. It’s getting late.

You stand up and grab your bag, slinging it over your shoulder. You walk out of the pub and down the cobbled streets while looking around and just observing the several groups of students, chatting loudly or laughing. The chilly autumn breeze tosses around crimson and golden leaves.

You go over your plans for the remainder of tonight in your head. You’re going to get back to your dorm, take a shower, then get the rest of your work done. That is, if you don’t procrastinate like you usually do.

You enter your dorm building and then stop in your tracks when you see him standing there, at the bottom of the stairs. It’s like you have a full body reaction to him standing in front of you, sending a chill down your spine and making your stomach churn. He doesn’t speak, he just stares at you. You step forward, walking up the stairs and completely ignoring him. “Can we please talk?” Farleigh calls your name.

“No, we can’t.” You respond, your tone harsh and bitter. You hear footsteps coming up the stairs behind you and you increase your pace, trying to get to your door and unlock it before he can catch up to you. But it’s no use, he’s already standing there behind you.

“Please. Just let me talk to you,” He begs. You shake your head. “Farleigh, I already know how this is going to go. You don’t talk.” You can’t even stand to look at him, even addressing him is difficult after all these months of not speaking.

“I’m going to talk. I swear. Please,” He pleads. “Fine,” You groan with exasperation as you unlock your door, although you’re sort of curious as to what he’s going to say.

He closes the door behind him and you go to sit on the edge of your bed after setting your things down and kicking off your shoes, looking at him expectantly. “Okay, talk.”

“I’m sorry. For everything.” Farleigh says, and it surprisingly sounds sincere. “I’m sorry for being a dick to you all these years. And those things I said at Saltburn, I didn’t mean any of it.” His voice is quiet and he looks down at the ground as he speaks. You blink a few times and take a moment to respond.

“Why would you say those things if you never meant them?” You ask, your own voice timid as you remember all the harsh and cruel words he said to you that one night.

“Did you mean it when you said you hated me and you wished we never met?” He fires back. You bite the inside of your cheek and avoid his gaze as regret washes over you. “...I never said–”

“Yes you did.” It’s silent and the tension in the air is palpable. It seems like you’re both waiting for who is going to speak next, but you aren’t exactly sure what to say.

“I just don’t understand why you’re so eager to apologize when you’ve literally hated me since the day we first met,” You chuckle sarcastically and shake your head. He falls silent, and when you glance back up to him, he looks nervous, like something’s on the tip of his tongue.

“That’s not… exactly true.” He mutters. “I never hated you. I’ve loved you since the moment I first saw you. That night at Saltburn, when Felix introduced us to each other. I saw you and I just felt… Something just came over me. I’d never felt it before. I mean, I was so captivated by you. I couldn’t sleep that night because I was thinking about you every second. And I was scared. I was so scared. So I was mean to you.”

He lets out a breath after his confession and you stare at him in disbelief. You’re barely processing anything he’s saying. Is this real? You feel like you should pinch yourself to make sure you’re not dreaming.

“And Felix never kept his friends around for long, so I knew I couldn’t get attached to you. I thought you were just passing by and that I would never see you again. But when you came back the next summer, then the next, and then you got into Oxford, I knew I was fucked.

“I just kept pushing my feelings down and instead of dealing with them, I was just… a bitch. I was trying to push you away and I was hoping that would get rid of my feelings. But it didn’t. And I regret it so, so much. I wasted all this time and I was being so stupid. I was just scared of love. I was scared of loving you.”

You feel tears welling up in your eyes and you can hear your heart pounding in your chest. You swear you can see tears in his own eyes.

“What about Sasha?” You ask when you finally gather yourself. “Really? You don’t know why I dated Sasha?” He chuckles a bit like it should be obvious. You shake your head no.

“I just needed someone to distract me. I got with all those people to fill the void. I mean, Sasha and I’s relationship was purely based off of sex. And every single time, I pictured that it was you instead of Sasha. I would close my eyes and imagine it was you. I think that was the only way I was able to get off,” He laughs. Your eyes widen at his words and your stomach flips. So that was why he was always moaning like a bitch?

“So when we finally… I freaked out. It was getting too real, and so I pushed you away again. And I said some shitty things.” You blink and a few tears fall. You don’t even know how to describe how you’re feeling right now. So many emotions are building inside of you, and they’re so dense and heavy, you’re not sure how to comprehend them.

“I’m so, so fucking sorry.” Farleigh seems to notice that you’re crying. “You didn’t deserve any of that. I’m a fucking idiot,”

Before you know it you’re off of your bed, crashing into him and sobbing against his chest. He wraps his arms around you, locking you in a tight embrace and enveloping you in his warmth. Your shoulders shake as you feel all the emotions pouring out of you. He holds you like he’s never going to let go. You don’t want him to let go. Ever.

“I’m so sorry,” He whispers your name into your hair. “I’ll never do that to you again.” He continues muttering these things to you as you let him hold you, melting into the hug.

You look up at him and his brown eyes are illuminated with affection. Something about him is different. He’s softer, unlike his usual cold and teasing personality.

He gently moves some hair out of your face and kisses your forehead, causing you to blush and smile softly.

“Why did we waste so much time when we could have been together?” You ask timidly, more of a rhetorical question. He sighs and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Cause we’re stupid,” He chuckles and you let out a quiet laugh. “It doesn’t matter now. We have the rest of our lives to make up for it,” He grins down at you and you smile against his hand that cups your face. He leans down and you tilt your head up to meet his lips. The kiss you share is slow and sensual, like you’re both trying to savor each other for as long as possible, like you’re making up for all those years of fabricated hatred. You can’t deny that you missed his lips and the way that he kisses, the way his tongue licks into your mouth. He pulls away after a minute.

“But I still feel like I need to make it up to you,” Farleigh’s expression changes and his voice lowers to that familiar deep and gravelly sound. You can see the lust in his eyes and you feel butterflies swarming in your stomach.

“What should I do for you, baby?” His hands snake down to your hips as he lowers himself slowly to the ground until he’s on his knees. Your heart races and you feel chills racing across your skin.

He looks up at you and you swear your knees almost give out from underneath you just at the sight. “Far..” You giggle shyly and feel your face burn red.

His fingers fiddle with the waistband of your skirt, almost teasing you and waiting until you ask him to take it off. But after a moment he’s pulling it down gently, and you step out of it gingerly and nudge it to the side with your foot.

He groans and his hands roam up and down your thighs. “You’re so perfect,” He mumbles as he hooks your lace panties under his fingers and pulls them down as well, almost hurriedly this time like he’s just that eager to eat you out until you’re sobbing for him.

Without any warning or time to prepare, his mouth is already on you, tasting you passionately with his tongue and moaning, the vibrations going straight to your core.

You moan breathlessly, your hand reaching down to tangle in his curly hair for something to ground you, and he seems to like this. He keeps letting out these small, needy whines like he’s the one getting devoured.

Every swirl and flick of his tongue has you whimpering like you’re in pain, your legs feeling unstable and weak. He sucks on your clit and you feel two of his fingers already inching their way inside, curling inside of you deliciously. It’s all too much and your breath has turned into short, high-pitched, desperate huffs.

“Please- Shit, Farleigh,” The third finger he inserts draws a long moan out of you. You don’t care if your neighbors hear you. You’re too lost in the pleasure that he’s giving you, with no drawbacks or regret looming in the future. When you think about how he just confessed his love for you, it only brings you closer to the edge of your beautiful release.

He laps up your slick, his tongue getting dangerously close to your entrance. You gasp for air as his fingers leave, only to be replaced by his tongue. You whine at the new feeling of his tongue deep inside of you, his thumb circling your clit. You feel your climax approaching, threatening to make you crumble and beg for mercy.

A deep and guttural groan leaves him as he continues fucking you with his tongue. “Far, I’m close-“ Your hand twists in his hair and you roll your hips against his face absentmindedly, almost like you’re stuck in a trance.

His tongue slips out of you, his nose nudging against your clit. Then, you’re gone. You feel like you’re floating, like you’re the only two people in the world right now, all your thoughts disappearing as that divine ecstasy shoots through your veins and melts your muscles and your bones.

He stands back up and takes you into his strong arms, cradling you as he brings you over to your bed, with occasional kisses along the way. You both pull away to tear off your clothes. You hurriedly pull off your sweater and your bra and toss them aside, hearing them land somewhere on the floor. Farleigh takes his own shirt off and his jeans, revealing that beautiful body you’ve subconsciously been dreaming of.

“Lay down,” You tell him with some sort of newfound confidence. You’ve never been on top before, but right now you want to pay him back and give him all that you have to offer.

“Mmm,” He hums in response, laying down on your small, twin-sized bed. You climb onto the bed and straddle him, feeling slightly nervous as his hands rest on your hips. You keep your hands on his chest as you grind your hips down onto him, feeling the form of him through his boxers.

He’s rock hard, and it only encourages you to continue to grind against him, rolling your hips smoothly and slowly. He whimpers and grips your hips harder, biting his lip. “Fuck, baby,” He moans, his hips bucking up slightly to meet yours.

You can’t wait anymore. You reach down and maintain eye contact as you slowly pull down his boxers, shuffling them down his legs.

It’s definitely intimidating, but you’re determined to ride him. He looks up at you. “Is this okay?” He asks, his hands returning to your hips. You nod. “Yeah,” You reply before rising up on your knees and adjusting yourself before sinking down onto him.

You wince at the delicious pain as your teeth sink into the plush of your bottom lip, his hands guiding you further down his length. A string of curses leave his lips once his whole cock is inside of you. He definitely missed this.

You place your hands on his chest again as you begin to drag your hips back and forth. He whimpers and whispers your name like a prayer. “That’s it, fuck-“ His grasp on your hips tighten and you can already guess that you’ll have bruises.

You rock your hips back and forth, creating a better pace for the two of you as he thrusts up into you. That pained look crosses his face again as you make eye contact. You’re completely enthralled by the sight of each other, a sheen of sweat forming on both of your foreheads. Your head falls back once you finally find the perfect angle that brings you such satisfaction, your jaw going slack. “Baby,” He begs, breathing heavily.

You feel yourself growing tired from the fast rhythm, and you slow down, still circling your hips on top of him. He seems to sense that you’re growing fatigued, so he flips the two of you over, switching your places. You’re dizzy and caught off guard, but you focus on his eyes as he takes over, slowly thrusting into you with long strokes.

Farleigh reaches down to grab your hand, intertwining your fingers together and holding on tightly. He lowers his head to pepper kisses across your forehead, your nose, your cheeks. He brushes some hair out of your face.

“I love you,” He mutters, his nose rubbing against yours. Your eyes widen at his words and your heart skips a beat. You squeeze his hand weakly and grin.

“I love you too,” You whisper back, feeling tears brimming in your eyes. “I love you so much,” You tell him, and he lets his head fall into the crook of your neck as he moans desperately, his thrusts faltering. Your other hand rests on the top of his head, stroking his curls. You both finish at the same time, whispering each other’s names and more confessions of love. It’s meaningful, beautiful, and sweet. Something you’ve craved but never experienced. That is, until now.

He collapses next to you and eventually pulls out of you, causing you to grunt just a bit. You lay there, your legs entangled with his and his arms around you protectively. He pulls the sheets over the two of you and continues to kiss you slowly with so much passion and affection.

Farleigh pulls away and swipes the tears off your cheeks, his gaze never leaving yours. You take his hand in yours once again and press your forehead against his.

“I could get used to this,” You whisper with a cheeky grin. He laughs softly. “Really?” He responds sarcastically, raising his eyebrows.

“Really.” You giggle quietly and he presses another kiss to your cheek. “I would consider spending the rest of my life with you,” He shrugs nonchalantly and you can’t seem to stop smiling. You don’t think you’ve ever been this happy in your life.

“You’d consider it? Woah, thanks,” You say with fake awe, gasping. “I’ve been considering it for a while, actually,” He mutters, running his fingers through your hair. “Have you?” You whisper, suddenly feeling sleepy. Everytime he holds you like this, it puts you right to sleep. You feel so safe and loved in his arms.

“Mhm.” His other hand rests on the small of your back and you feel your eyelids growing heavy. “I love you, Farleigh,” You whisper. “I love you too.” He replies, and with that, you drift off to sleep, with no cares or worries in the world, now that you’ve finally solved your problems with Farleigh. You’re so glad you gave him a second chance.

The next morning you wake up to Farleigh pulling you closer to him, nuzzling his head in your chest and groaning. You yawn and glance over to your bedside table, checking the time on your alarm clock. 9:42 AM.

Shit. You forgot about your class. It started at 9:30. Oh well. You groan and let your head fall back onto the pillow, rubbing your forehead.You pat Farleigh’s head, his curls sticking out at awkward angles but still managing to look cute.

You shiver and reach down to pull the duvet over yourself. He stirs at your movement and eventually, his dark brown eyes open.

A grin immediately appears on his face as he looks at you, taking in your appearance. Thank God you hadn’t worn makeup the day before. You were in your natural state, besides the messy hair. He traces his finger along your jawline and you smile, tilting your head.

“Good morning,�� He wraps you up in his arms again, desperate to be close to you. His voice is deep and raspy. You’ll never get tired of his morning voice.

“Morning,” You reply, snuggling up to him and breathing in his scent. He kisses the top of your head and rubs your back soothingly.

“Do you know how many times I’ve dreamt about waking up next to you?” Farleigh asks. You giggle quietly. “Well, your wish came true,” You reply with a quick raise of your brows.

Suddenly, you remember what Lola said that one night at Saltburn as you think about you and Farleigh’s relationship over the years.

“Lola told me something a few months ago,” You start. “Mmm, and what was that?” He responds.

You inhale slowly. “She said that you were looking for me one morning and you came by our dorm, and you seemed very worried about me,” You smile at the thought, knowing what you know now.

“Oh. Yeah, I remember that. I was always worried sick about you. Whether you got home after a night out, if you drank too much, if some guy took advantage of you…” He trails off and sighs.

“Really?!” You ask, gazing up at him in shock. “You’re so confusing,” You let out a breathy laugh and shake your head.

“Do you remember our first night at Oxford? The very first party we went to?” He asks. You nod. He fiddles with a strand of your hair.

“After our little… argument, I stayed away from you the rest of the night. But then it was getting late, and I couldn’t find you, and I didn’t know if you knew the way back to your dorm. When I went into the bathroom I found you passed out on the floor. Black out drunk.” He explains, his voice soft.

“Anyone could have found you, or taken advantage of you. So I picked you up and carried you back to your dorm and tucked you into your bed.” Your eyes widen as your brain registers his words. Lola never told you about that.

“And when we were talking that night on the steps outside at Saltburn when we couldn’t sleep, the first summer you were there, you fell asleep on my shoulder. So I carried you up to your room.”

It’s silent for a minute as you process this. Was it a common theme for Farleigh to carry you to your bed when you were passed out?

“I never knew you cared that much.” You whisper, reaching up to play with one of his curls. “I don’t think I knew, either.” He mumbles.

You kiss him, slowly and gently, smiling against his lips. He grins, breaking the kiss, before holding the back of your head and guiding you back to him.

And you really believe that in this moment, you could die happy. You want to spend the rest of your life with him. The hot August nights, the freezing December mornings, the summer days under cerulean skies. The good days and the bad days. You can’t even remember how it felt to hate Farleigh. Every single trace of dislike for him is gone, erased completely from your heart. All that’s left is a love too strong to comprehend.

taglist: @isla-finke-blog @ibimbogrl @drunkmysticsquirrel @alonia-olivia @novemilady @saltburnsworld @florkt @i-love-ptv @imjustheretoreadsmuthaha

#farleigh start #saltburn #farleigh start x reader #farleigh x reader #farleigh x you #farleigh saltburn #farleigh smut #Spotify

153 notes · View notes

uluvjay · 11 months

Note

List 2 33 and 26 with Luke Hughes

Luke Hughes x Fem! Reader

I imagined this as an older Luke who's already been in the league for a while

warnings?; SMUT, p in v, unprotected sex(wrap it up), light fingering, possessive Luke, drinking, club scene, weird guy, pet names, kissing, slight choking kink, semi-public sex?, Luke is a little bossy, i cant think of anymore.

I hope you enjoy sorry for any errors!

"You're not going out dressed like that" Luke laughed as I made my way into his living room clad in a short black dress ready for a night out with our shared friend group.

"And why not?" I questioned back with a bit of attitude

"Because that dress is way too short" he exclaimed, crossing his arms across his chest

"You're not my dad Luke and i'll wear whatever I want" I sighed before continuing "Now come on, our uber is almost here" giving him no time to argue as you headed out the front door.

There wasn't any conversation held in the Uber ride to the club and once the two of us made it into the club we hardly spoke once he went off with the boys and me with the fellow wags.

"what's up with you and Luke?" Dawson's girlfriend asked

"He tried telling me i couldn't wear this out and it made me made mad and then i made him mad so we're kinda just annoyed with each other" I explained

the girls laughed before another wag spoke up, "Sounds like your gonna have a fun time once you get home" she winked causing me to blush

"whatever you say, i'm going to get a refill" I giggled as I stood up from the booth and made my way to the bar

As i was waiting for a bartender's attention i felt a body move next to mine that held a strong scent of booze and overpowering cologne. I looked up and saw a man that seemed a lot older than me looking down with a creepy smile.

"Hi, I'm Shawn" he greeted

"Y/N" i replied with a tight lipped smile

"What's a pretty young thing like you doing here all alone?" he questioned

"Oh i'm not here alone, I'm with my-" I started before i felt arms wrapping around my waist and a familiar voice cutting me off.

"With her boyfriend"

I looked up and seen Luke looking at the guy with an annoyed expression on his face

"Whoa calm down buddy, couldn't tell she had a boyfriend by the way she was dressed" he laughed and i could feel Luke's grip tighten on me.

I turned around in his arms and did my best to calm him down before he swung on the guy, "Luke he's not worth it it, come one let's just go back to the group"

But as i tried pushing him he stopped me, "No we're going home, I'll have Jack get your bag from the girls" he grumbled and pulled me towards the front doors of the club.

I tried my best to keep up with the fast strides of his long legs but I only kept tripping as he pulled me along, “Luke! Slow down your going to fast” I called

What I didn’t expect was for him to come to a dead stop and cause me to slam into his back, before I got the chance to complain he turned around and pinned me to a wall.

“I told you not to wear this fucking dress but you didn’t listen and look what happened. So now I’m going to take your ass home and fuck you until you can learn how to listen” he spat

He grabbed my wrist and resumed pulling me outside the club. He didn’t say anything as we waited for our Uber to arrive just kept an arm around me and the ride to his apartment was just the same.

As we entered the elevator I couldn't help but stare up at him, he still kept a tight hold on my hand while keeping the same stone cold look he's had on his face since we had left the club. Feeling my stare he turned his head to look down at me but never spoke a word, i could see the lust and frustration clouding his eyes.

The ding of the elevator reaching his floor pulled our eyes apart and he surged forward pulling me with him. As we entered his apartment he headed to the living room while i started my way to the bedroom before his voice stopped me.

"Ah uh come here" he called to me

I walked to where he stood by his beautiful floor to ceiling window's and waited for his next move.

"Take your heels off" he commanded

I did as he asked and watched as he turned towards me, he reached a hand up to cup my jaw looking down at me with a dark look in those lust filled eyes.

"I'm gonna fuck you against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it" he smirked at the whimper that escaped my mouth

I couldn't take the tension anymore and quickly leaned up to pull him into a kiss, it was sloppy and rough full of neediness and desperation. A moan escaped my throat as he pinned me against the window and slipped his hand from my jaw to my throat while his free hand parted my thighs and slid under my dress.

A gasp got caught in my throat as he slipped a hand into my panties and ran his index finger through my folds.

"So wet for me" he groaned at the feeling of your wet folds coating his finger in your sweet nectar.

"Lu, stop teasing" I whined

I heard him scoff, "You're not in any position to demand anything right now"

My breathing picked up as he slipped a finger inside me and began pumping it at a slow and teasing pase.

"Been a brat and think you can tell me what to do?" he laughed in my face

He knew i wasn't able to reply to him, to plagued by the pleasure from his hand between my legs and his grip around my throat. I cried out loudly as i felt his ring finger hit that spongy spot inside me and my stomach began to tighten.

"Luke I'm getting close!" i whined but quickly regretted it as i felt him remove his hand from my panties.

I opened my mouth to protest his actions but the sight of him taking his shirt off and his pants following cut me off, he had worked hard this past off season causing a lot of quickies in the gym bathroom.

He stood left in nothing and had me remove my dress and panties also leaving me bare in front of him. He walked me backwards till i was once again pinned against the window and reached his hands under my thighs and signaled me to jump.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and legs around his waist as he held me in his arms, "Can't wait to fuck you" he groaned as i reached down to direct his thick cock to my core.

We both let out groans as he slipped inside me, allowing me to adjust for a moment before he picked up a pace. He fucked me teasingly at first with slow and deep strokes, i listened to his deep groans and got wetter with each one he let out.

"Baby please go faster" I cried

He looked me in my eyes as he made one more slow thrust before he pulled almost all the way out and snapped his hips into mine at an unforgiving pace.

"Shit!" i cried as his pelvis slammed against my clit

I threw my head back against the glass and felt him lean even closer to place kisses on my neck, i reached up and threaded my fingers through his curls tugging as he nipped my sweet spot.

I felt his thrust starting to get sloppy and his groans get louder in my ear, "Play with yourself Y/N" he demanded

I quickly did as he said and reached a hand in between us to start rubbing my clit, "Lukey i'm getting close" i cried out feeling the fire in my lower stomach get hotter.

"Me too baby, cum with me"

We locked eyes as he gave his last few thrust before we both released with loud moans, Luke bit down on my neck as I pulled harshly on his hair at the feeling of ecstasy rolling through my body and the feeling of his warm cum spilling deep inside me.

We both panted as we parted and Luke sat me down on my feet, i stared up at him with a blissed out expression as he stared down at me with a smirk.

"I'll go get a bath started" I spoke up as i began to step away from him but his hand catching my wrist stopped me.

"Who said I was done with you?" he questioned

"Well I-"

"Well nothing, I told you I was going to fuck you until you learned to behave" he spat as he pulled me into him and picked me up bridal style and walked up over to his couch.

Sorry this ending was kind of ass i didn't know where to go

#luke hughes #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes imagine #luke hughes smut #nhl #nhl smut #nhl fanfiction #nhl imagine #uluvejay request week #new jersey devils #got a little carried away

698 notes · View notes

strangeshoepatrolbandit · 1 year

Text

Sunshine follows with Sunfall

BabyDaddy!Jason Todd x Fem!Reader

Summary: Jason and You have had a past relationship, resulting in your daughter. After jason goes MIA for a whole year, he finally returns to Gotham. Will the two of you rekindle your relationship, or will he end up leaving again?

Warnings: Jason is an absent father, doubts.

@keira324 Not only inspired this but also helped me fill in some plot holes.

Series Masterlist

~☆~

"Jason, would you please take your kid this weekend. Jude misses you."

"You know I cant."

"Jason please."

"It's dangerous."

That was the last conversation you had with Jason before he went no contact. A phone call where you asked him to be in his daughter's life. Your daughters life.

You had made countless calls to Roy, trying to see if he had any contact with Jason. Alas, he told you no.

Jason's family had been all over when you told them, Bruce even bought you an apartment that was closer to the Manor since you wouldn't move in with them. He always tried to be helpful. They all did, but Judith isn't their child. She's yours. They shouldn't have to take care of her where Jason was lacking.

When you told him you were pregnant, he had promised to always be there. But promises are just words.

Around the time of your due date, he had been doubting if this was a good idea. He was doubting if having your daughter was a good idea. After Judith was brought home, you and Jason started having fights, fights that ultimately led him to move out. He was still present in her life after that. When she was around three, his visits became spotty. You knew about his work as Red Hood, so you understood.

When he missed her birthday party and then didn't show up on her actual birthday, was when you went ballistic. You called him up and screamed your throat raw.

Judith never once complained. Well, at first, she gave out the occasional, "Where's daddy?" "Can we see daddy?" "I miss daddy." And you would have to try and explain as to why she couldn't see him. Even though you yourself didn't understand.

But she was usually quiet about it, never once questioning his actions. She loved her father, no matter if he didn't love her.

"Momma." Judith loudly whispered, trying to wake you up.

"Mmm, yes, sweetheart?" You groaned, furrowing your head into your pillow.

"Breakfast!" She excitedly asked of you, climbing up onto you.

"What d'you want?" You croaked, rubbing at your eyes.

"Pancake!"

"Alright.."

Judith let out a squeal as you picked her up and carried her into the kitchen, setting her down at the breakfast bar. You reached into your cabinets and pulled out the needed supplies, then grabbed for the pancake mix and began making the batter.

A knock on the door caused you to stop mixing. Both you and Judith sent a look over to where the front door was.

"Stay right there." You told her, walking over to the door and looking out of the peephole. Dick's face is what greeted you, his dark hair falling in his face, causing him to push it away.

"Dick?" You opened the door. The older man just gave you a big smile and a hug. "Hello, Y/N!"

"Hey..."

"Can I come in?"

"Of course, I'm making breakfast."

You moved to the side so that he could walk in. Immediately, he walked into your kitchen, sneaking up behind Judith and putting his hands over her eyes.

"Guess who.." He sang out.

"Uncle Dick!" She yelled.

"Good job, Judy Jayne!" He chuckled, leaning in and pressing a kiss to the back of her head. "What are we having?"

"Panc-"

"Pancakes!" Judith yelled, interrupting you. "Pink ones!"

"Since when did we choose pink?" You asked, going back to stirring the batter.

"They always have to be pink," Dick defended "and have glitter on them.

"Ohh, momma do we have glitter?" Judith asked.

"We should have some left over." You responded, talking about the edible glitter that she had on her birthday cake last year.

"Yay!" Dick and Judith smiled together.

"Will you be joining us Dick?" You asked, putting food dye in the batter.

Judith stared up at the man with a wide smile, begging him to say yes. He cast a sorry look down at her, "I can't, I've got to get to work."

"Aww." Judith pouted. The both of you knew that she would be over it in two seconds.

"So why stop by?" You questioned, setting down the raspberries that were in your hand and looking at Dick.

"Well...we need to talk."

Wordlessly, you walked back out of the kitchen, Dick following right behind you.

"Whats up?"

Dick sent you an anxious look before hesitantly speaking, "Um, Jason's back in Gotham..."

You stared up at him, eyes wide for a few seconds before your face returned to expressionless.

"Very well then." You spoke. "Who cares?"

~☆~

Taglist: @dakotali

I know a lot of people spell it "Mama," but I spell it "Momma," which is kind of weird cause nobody else I know does.

Updates will be slow.

700 notes · View notes

heartfullofleeches · 11 months

Note

Ok this is a little self insert but i couldn't stop thinking about this all week, C.C with a reader who thinks they're undeserving of stuff even tho they work hard ( you can see I'm going through it )

Let me explain, like they'll walk through the mall and see something that they like and would phisically have to turn away cause they think they don't deserve it and everytime they do this they look like they're in pain and stuff cause they are , emotionally.

Another thing they don't let C.C buy them stuff even if he offered with the excuse ,, but what are you going to buy me on my birthday" cause their birthday Is the only day that they cant say no

( sorry if it was a little but long )

It's his fifth run of the week. The incubus complained about forgetting to by a belt to match the new skirt he bought when he probably had a dozen in his horde to go with it. Exploring the mall, you stuck to your boyfriend's- not that he'd let you go far; complimenting every impulse buy and keeping your eyes on him to avoid gazing at shop windows. Still, you couldn't help but look at look around as you waited for him to exit the dressing room. You immediately regret the decision as you catch sight of a jacket that'd go great in your imaginary wardrobe. It's just take up space in your real one, so there was no point in dwelling on it.

"Hey babe, star buckle or heart?... Hm?" C.C marches over to see what's for you in a trance, bending with his hands to his knees as he whispers - "so - what are we staring at?"

You snap back to reality- eyes pointed down at his skirt. " Oh - uh, looks great, C."

He frowns. "This is the one I came in here with."

"..Still looks good on you."

He bounces to his feet with a sigh. "True - but this skirt just doesn't agree...." He trails off as he catches sight of something over your shoulder - sprinting of towards the mannequin wearing the same jacket you had noticed and tearing it off it's arms.

"Oh my gosh, isn't this just the cutest??? I was needing a new coat too so it's perfect timing. Think it'll look good on me, baby?"

Your shoulder slump. "Yeah....I'm sure it will."

C.C pays for his items and skips merrily out the mall with his task complete; bags in one hand and your hand in the other. He walks over to a bench and takes out his new coat, tearing off the tags and placing them and the receipt in the cigarette tray above the trashcan. He whips out his lighter and sets both ablaze as he faces you.

"Now I can't return this.... Alright, you little shit - how much longer are we going to play this game?"

"What are you talking about?"

C.C stomps over to you, shoving the jacket into your chest. "You want this fuckin' thing and don't try to deny it. It's true it would look amazing on me, but it would look even better on my boo. You are mine, right?."

"I-I guess, but-

"But nothing. You deserve every fucking thing your beautiful heart desires and it's my job as your man to give it to you." He pulls the jacket away, walking over to a puddle by the road. " - but if you really don't want it, you should have no problem with me throwing it away."

"Don't!" You run over to stop him - his fingers losing hold only when you're in range to grab the coat as it falls. The demon sports a grin as you discover the jacket is in your exact size. He pulls you in with an arm around your waist, nuzzling and placing a kiss to your cheek.

"Don't feel bad about wanting things, Y/n. Life is meant to be lived to the fullest and material objects are just another part of it. If it'll make you happy then let it. Plus, it's sorta my job to lead you down the path of temptation as a demon and all - but I'm your boyfriend first and more importantly.

You shut an eye as he kisses near your lids. "Thank, C.C..."

"Don't mention it. Now c'mon - we gotta get back before the deliveries get there."

"You order more things when we we're literally still at the mall?"

"Pfft - you think I'm blind? Baby, I watch you literally every second we're in that place because if I don't some little tramp might try to snatch you up. Guess you'll be sitting pretty on my lap tonight cuz it's Christmas time for you~"

#yandere x reader #yandere #yandere x you #yandere headcanons #yandere scenarios #yandere blurb #male yandere #yandere insert #yandere imagines #yandere oc #yandere incubus #soft yandere #yandere fluff #C.C my oc #yandere demon

306 notes · View notes

desire-mona · 2 months

Text

this most definitely isnt an original thought and i've probably heard it on a podcast before but. i am so married to todd's sweaty tooth madman poem being a metaphor for not accepting being gay.

so here's me picking the whole thing apart (and not proofreading anything)

so starting with

the sweaty toothed madman of course being walt whitman, who we all know is (at least rumoured to be) gay. now the interpretation of whitman being a metaphor for todd's sexuality is nothing new, but i'd like to expand on it.

"i close my eyes and this image floats beside me"

i see this as any moment todd has to himself, no matter where he is, he is reminded whitman/ the fact that he's gay. the specific usage of closing your eyes to mean that the image/ reminder is always there, always following. i see the use of the words "beside me" in a couple different ways. either to suggest that the reminder is just out of view, being pushed away just enough to not be the main focus and more something you see in your peripheral, or in a 3rd person perspective, seeing todd and the imagery of walt beside eachother, coinciding with eachother. i could see both interpretations working equally as well, or even comined.

"the sweaty-toothed madman with a stare that pounds my brain"

THIS LINE. i loooove his use of sweaty toothed!!!!!

if you're not sure what sweaty toothed means, it just kinda means ur teeth r. wet. drooly mouth. i see this madman being sweaty toothed to mean that he's "hungry", not literally, but more desiring something. this being truth, which i'll get into later.

the stare that pounds my brain. oh man. ok so obviously this means that the image/ thought is intimidating, terrifying, threatening. the implication that todd being gay is as much of a threat to his life/ wellbeing as a madman that has it out for him, both ideas causing him an insane amount of stress.

this line is fairly simple to me, the reminder goes from something that terrifies you but ultimately can go unacknowledged, to a constant, overbearing thought that suffocates you enough that you HAVE to face it in some way or another. todd is facing it fearfully, letting it take control of him and how he acts rather than tackling the idea himself. he is defenseless against this part of him

truth (ur gay)

todd thinkin this truth will leave him unsatisfied in life :-( not only in the love sense tho! with his family too, if they find out god forbid, theyll surely view him differently and cast him off even farther than they already do. i also like to think this is him lowkey complaining that the blankets at welton are too small.

this also, devastatingly enough, reminds me of the bit from rocketman where elton comes out to his mom.

clip from rocketman (2019)

and he's mumbling. he's mumbling! this truth is still cloudy, not full realised, still being pushed away. whitman wants the truth, todd wants the truth, but he's still not ready, everything's still uncertain. this uncertain truth could also pertain to todd's feelings toward neil specifically, but i dont think that was the intention. todd does exist as his own person!

this ones simple again. you can fight off your feelings and sexuality all you want but it still wont really lead you anywhere you wanna be. you either end up marrying someone you dont love (women), or you end up alone. also the heavy emphasis on physical violence toward the Truth Blanket could be a metaphor for the physical danger todd would be in if anyone found out, but im not hellbent on that idea.

god. "from the moment we enter crying, to the moment we leave dying," is a BEAUTIFUL way to convey "your entire life" todd you have such a way with words. anyway. i take this as something like. this is something you're born with and cant change, todd was born gay, obviously, and it will never go away with any amount of effort. hence the wailing, crying, and screaming.

also i view the specific line of "it will just cover your face" in a couple different ways. either to mean this truth will suffocate you no matter what you do, or this truth will leave you needing to hide major parts of yourself from the world.

this got a bit repetitive, i apologise. but i still have more to say.

some parts of this poem i find to be a bit too wordy to have been come up with on the spot. do i think todd is talented enough to do so? absolutely! but i just dont think that's the case. i have no doubt in my mind that a LOT of what he said in front of the class was either already on his mind, or was written down beforehand but eventually scrapped.

specifics i have in mind are the concepts of a sweaty toothed madman and a blanket that leaves your feet cold. i dont think this sweaty toothed madman was written specifically with whitman in mind, i think it was just a vessel for his anxiety generally. but the blanket i just KNOW was thought out and written down with the intention to like. be a metaphor for being unsatisfied.

and that only makes the class laughing at that line that much worse, no wonder he wanted to stop! not only was todd incredibly brave for continuing after, but keating was unimaginably quick to get the focus back to the poem. he knew that metaphor meant something to todd, and choosing to expand on that was actually an amazing way to drive that home.

either way, todd's far more brave than i ever could be. i'd be shitting myself up there.

also if u disagree with any of these points are wanna add anything then TELL MEEEE!!! art is anything but subjective and i looove seeing how you guys view things like this.

#desire mona #once again. i am todd anderson #and keating #what a nightmare kin combo actually #dead poets society #media #todd anderson #anderperry #banger

74 notes · View notes

meowkiima · 2 years

Text

a/n: I rewrote this for like 10 times and still don't really like it. but at this point whatever. somewhat an angsty counterpart to atlas's this drabble

warnings: angst(?) with no comfort whatsoever. gn reader and barou calls reader stuff like servant and lowlife. he is toxic because I cant write proper romance

Barou Shouei is the king.

Not only in the field but also with you as well, he’s the king and gets treated like one.

And you? You’re the servant even yourself know this. Nothing much than a plaything that’s purpose is to stroke his ego.

So why did it hurt this much when you left?

Was it because you decided to go with your own will instead of him kicking you out like he planned on to?

He should’ve done that months ago but he let himself get comfortable around your worshipping gaze and now you turned your back on him.

How could someone do insignificant cause this much pain?

He replaced you countless times after that. To show you and himself that you were not so special as you probably thought you were. But none of them were as understanding or gentle as you, none of them cared for him the same way you did and neither did they laugh, look or felt like you.

No, none of them were you after all

To think he called you the lowlife who couldn’t live without him

Maybe it wouldn’t have hurt his pride half as much if you yelled and hit him, inflicting what he made you go through for a long long time just for loving him, yet you didn’t. No you didn’t even spare a glance in his way, walking out without a single word and with the silent tears you didn’t let him see

And sometimes when he looks at the benches after a goal to meet your eyes out of habit he feels so alone. Sometimes when he can’t feel your presence next to him while doing the simplest of tasks he feels weak and wishes for you to help like you always do

It’s funny considering how much he used to complain because of that

He hates it all so much. When did he started caring for you, another being? How did you managed to get him this addicted to the simplest things about you without him even noticing?

Barou Shouei decides you were not a servant after all. You were a devil send from the depths of hell to ruin his life

and he himself cant believe how much he wants his life ruined right now

#idk man #barou shouei #barou shouei x reader #baro shoei #blue lock x reader #blue lock angst #bllk x reader #bllk x gender neutral reader #bllk angst #blue lock x you #blue lock x y/n #bllk x you #gender neutral reader #blue lock x reader angst

548 notes · View notes

anti-katsuki-lounge · 5 months

Note

The Redditors on MHA except for the Meta one just cant stand the fact that people still hate Bakugo, they are convinced that we are all supposed to suck off Bakugo by now because of his "redemption". It tells you how insecure they really are about their trash character because if Bakuhoe's story was so good then they shouldn't be bothered by it. But they post threads complaining about us for not accepting this turd character, it really makes you think that deep down they know something is wrong with the manga's writing for them to get mad at us instead of understanding why we still hate Bakugo.

Reddit’s interesting cause it feels like it’s mostly Katsuki negative as compared to here or Twitter. It’s really only on the main subreddit that you see people sucking his dick. If you go over to the meta one, r/characterrant, r/cartoons, etc. there seems to be a lot of Katsuki haters/people who understand why his character sucks. I haven’t visited the main subreddit but I hear it’s a huge echo chamber there so I have no plans on visiting it.

#anti katsuki bakugou #anti bakugo katsuki #anti bakugo #anti bakugou #anti bakugou katsuki

49 notes · View notes

comradekatara · 1 year

Note

how often does the gaang and co ummm um AAH I CANT THINK AF ANYTHIG Top eight silly gaang facts part 1 ?

okay I guess this calls for some of my most firmly-held yet largely inconsequential “headcanons” as the kids say (usually not a fan of that word bc it is far too broad and therefore useless, but I do think it applies in this case) [mario voice] lets a go!

aang is a really big fan of lychees, they are his favorite fruit, but since they were primarily grown at the air temples, there is a distinct shortage of lychees in this strange new world. after the war, aang makes sure to repopularize lychees, and he even gets a few lychee desserts and lychee flavored drinks named after him.

after the war ends, sokka finally gets the opportunity to practice his art in earnest. his combination of dedication, adaptability, and innate talent at anything he sets his mind to leads him to vastly improve at a brisk pace. the drawing we see of the gaang at the beginning of lok was actually done by sokka only a couple years later.

aang and suki have had a very intense prank war going since suki first arrived at the western air temple. unlike sokka, who never appreciated aang’s pranks, suki gets pranked by aang and immediately plots revenge. in fact her pranks are so good it causes aang to reevaluate and forces him to step up his prank game. on ember island they are pranking the other at least five times a day, but it seems to die down once the war ends. that said, the pranks themselves escalate from harmless goofs to elaborate schemes. at one point suki is nearly sent to supermax (again) for “endangering the life of the avatar,” but aang vouches for her before it can get to that, because he doesn’t wanna look like a pussy by admitting that suki’s prank could’ve killed him.

one of zuko’s primary coping mechanisms as firelord is adopting all the stray cats who wander onto the premises in search of food. he lets them all roam freely around the palaces, and names every one (which is kind of awkward bc he is so much better at remembering these cats’ names than literally any human he’s ever met, least of all the important political figures he ought to know). there’s one cat in particular, an extremely fluffy white cat with bright blue eyes, who is just his favorite. he doesn’t understand what makes her so special until katara arrives at the palace with aang on one of the rare occasions that she actually agrees to set foot in the fire nation, and the moment she meets this cat she’s like “zuko i think this is my soulmate.” they have no choice but to take this cat back to the south pole, where she lives a blessed life as katara’s cherished and beloved catara.

sokka is king kuei’s most trusted advisor, but sokka really hates king kuei, so as a bribe/incentive for keeping him in ba sing se kuei lets sokka spend most of his time there doing research at ba sing se university. he teaches the obligatory engineering course because it would be a waste not to while they have him there, but it’s clear he mostly cares about physics, and his intense and esoteric physics research alienates 99.99% of the student (and faculty) body. nonetheless, he thinks anyone who doesn’t understand what he’s talking about despite the fact that this category encompasses “most people” is an idiot, and he calls them idiots to their face. the handful of students who can actually follow what he’s talking about and put in the work are deemed “normal” and he asks them to help him with his research. these select few go to bat for sokka whenever someone complains about him. they’re like “he actually makes a lot of sense you just need to try to understand him” and everyone else is like “he told me to drop out and go back to preschool” and they’re like “well you should listen to him then.”

toph goes to see her parents after the war ends, assuming they’ll finally have to accept her now that she’s a certified war hero and the undisputed greatest earth bender in the world. instead they just criticize her and demean her and make her cry, so she’s like “fuck this” and chops her hair off to her chin. she goes back to the fire nation and appoints herself senior advisor and emotional support to the firelord (because he needs it). not only are her lie detecting and bodyguarding skills (as well as just her general savvy when it comes to navigating the court) instrumental in keeping zuko safe those first few years, but she’s also instrumental in azula’s recovery process, taking her on weekly long walks outdoors, sometimes spent in silence, but progressively not, which prove extremely therapeutic not only for azula, but for toph as well.

the first year ty lee spends on kyoshi island, suki goes from not quite trusting her (despite begrudgingly accepting that she’s hot), to enjoying her friendship (despite her overwhelming hotness), to being forced to accept that ty lee might actually have the teensiest upper hand in combat (which is ANNOYING and definitely not sexy!!!), to being forced to accept that she does have an honest to goodness crush on ty lee, to deciding that it’s only embarrassing if she doesn’t actually do something about it. sokka’s just laughing his ass off like “do you hook up with every new kyoshi warrior you recruit from off the island or do you make a point to only recruit the hot ones so you can hook up with them” and suki’s just like “oh my god SHUT UP!!!!!!”

mai takes advantage of zuko’s new initiative to promote the arts across the fire nation by going to the open mic nights in the city and honing her craft of stand up comedy. sokka is her number one fan (in general and when it comes to her art), but whenever mai’s like “sokka you’re funny you should try a set” sokka’s just like “thanks but i have self-respect. i mean, not much, but enough to know better than that. uh............. I mean.......... YOU’RE amazing though.”

suki hears about the cactus juice incident from katara who is attempting to shittalk her brother but suki only hears “best drug in the world ripe for the picking in the si wong desert” and makes aang take her there on appa so she can harvest as many cacti as possible for her lucrative new business model. katara fears she may have created a monster.

227 notes · View notes

reverieblondie · 10 days

Note

oh my good lort

what if zev is out and about as he tends to be and winds up meeting a few of her exes? they're all classically handsome and honestly look very similar,he gets a little confused and maybe down on himself when he finds out. BUT they all thin shes a giant bitch! like she never cooked or baked or doted on them, she was momentarily willing to be seen with them and when she got know them better she just BOUNCED. zevs so short next to them, listening to them complain about her and his his gears are just sticky cause hes sure they cant be talking about the same woman.

just imagine them all wondering what hes got going on that shes with him and hes just also confused. eventually hes able to focus and tells them to shut up about her, shes not their business any more and so on.

shes just out shopping and happens across him yelling at them to shut up

"My sweet biscuit! leave them be, they're no matter."

so he leaves and helps her carry her bags, they exes are just watching her dote all over him BAFFLED

This is my new obsession 💖

My house has no power currently so just writing these little blurbs for Zevlor and his high elf girlfriend has been giving me life as I sit around bored. Please check out @faerunsbest post about it!

They came up with the idea of Zev being with just a beautiful woman and she is just completely enamored by him, not only does she think he handsome with all his propionate features but he’s kind and strong.

Plus I can totally see this scenario happening. I image that when they get back to her place he’s a bit quiet not because he is mad at her he is still mad at them and why they said those terrible things about her…he shouldn’t let them say those things! He’s going back!

But before he can go back she’s grabbing him by the arm pulling him back. Zevlors breaths start to steady when shes holding him. Her cool skin calming that raging fire within.

Turning he holds her in a hug, his nose being buried in her hair, “I do not care what they say…to me you are an angel…the sweetest person I have ever known. I often feel unworthy of you…but know that I will always be here…if you want me…”

She feels her eyes starting to well up in tears, “Zevlor, I have not always been…a good person, I have been selfish and a coward…crast and cruel. But you, my beautiful flame, I want to be better. I want to be the one who is worthy of you…”

She looks up and him and traces her hand over his cheeks then to his jaw then tracing a finger over his lips, tracing the little crease there. “I love you…”

Zevlor feels his heart flip, its the thing he had been dying to tell her and now she is confessing it to him. Zevlor can’t help to bring his lips to hers to taste those sweet words he had been dreaming of, for someone to love him…to think he hung the moon and the stars. He threads in fingers through her soft hair and she pushes herself closer to him. Breaking the kiss he can only mutter the same thing over and over like reciting a prayer, “I love you…I love you…”

The kiss continues and before they both know it she is jumping in his arms her legs wrapped around his waist and he walks blindly to find her room. That was the first night they made love ❤️

#askreverie #bg3 #zevlor bg3 #bg3 zevlor #zevlor x reader #zevlor

18 notes · View notes

onskepa · 10 months

Text

Tstew ch 3

Helloooooooo everyone! Long awaited chapter! This, like the others, I had to re-write over and over. But! I have come to the conclusion that this will be the final chapter. Idk how long this will be but hopefully it shall satisfy everyone. Enjoy!

Ch1 , ch2 , Ch3

--------------------------------------------------------------------

It has been a few weeks since tstew began using her avatar. Things were sooooo much better than before. She can climb better, faster, and farther lengths. Eat meats that tasted delicious on her na'vi tongue! Swim without the need to carry the oxygen filter, to smell things without the mask in the way. Truly the best thing tstew could have ever wanted.

And truly the best thing the boys every wanted too. Every smile, hiss, sound that tstew makes, the three boys just cant help themselves. If they already loved tstew in her human form well they are down for her na'vi form.

Spider, the amazing, adventure seeking sunny boy loves his dear friend tstew. Growing up together, the firsts human pandoran beings. Native in their planet yet foreign. Not being able to truly be with the people. While spider wants to be na'vi, he admires tstew for doing her thing. While she was given a avatar, he admires she doesn't use it to greedy advantage. Still not wishing to connect with the Omatikaya clan but still connect with the fauna around her. Strong, flirty, and loud, spider knows her better than anyone else. They grew up together. He finds that it is only fair he should have her affections.

Lo'ak, trouble seeking, trouble seeks him, and breaks the rules rather than follow. He sees himself in tstew, and he sees her in him. Always pranking, causing chaos where ever they go, not being sorry for who they are. Lo'ak could never get bored with tstew around. She is just that fun! Always making games, cracking a few jokes, or even just scare others for laughs. Every time lo'ak looks into tstew's emerald eyes, it is like a window to a new world. He could never get tired of tstew. She always has something to show, new change and experience. Something lo'ak wants to have in his life.

Neteyam being the oldest of his siblings, wise and calm for his age. But with tstew? he is a melting mess. Tstew is like the sun to his moon. Bringing warmth, life, and color. Her little remarks and quick snaps makes him want to laugh. Not in a bad way. Her witty humor is always so refreshing and welcoming. What he lacks, she provides. When he is with tstew, he can easily drop his "big brother" role and just be a kid like those his age. When he sees her, be it human or na'vi form, he gets those tingling feelings deep in his stomach. Those fluttery feelings when you see someone you like. That is what he gets every time he sees tstew. He loves her for who she is all that is all there is to it.

Kiri wasn't dumb, she knew the attempts her brothers are trying to do. Gift giving, cracking specific jokes only tstew will understand, make things tstew will like. Or even mention something about an animal she likes. Tuk was thankfully oblivious to those things. Best to stay that way.

Tstew on the other hand noticed the boys change of....perceiving things. "lo'ak, not that I am complaining buuuut....I think I have more than enough fruit" she tells him while pointing to 5 baskets full of her favorite fruit. Lo'ak was just ready to fill a sixth basket. "Perhaps its best you give at least 4 baskets to your family? you found some really ripe ones" she continues. Lo'ak puts down the fruits he was holding into the basket before turning to her. "But they don't like them very much. So that is why I am giving them to you" he replies. Tstew holds one in her hand and takes a bite, savoring its yummy taste.

"but it will seem like I am greedy. I can take one basket and share it with the others back at the post. If your family doesn't like them, give some to the people. We cant let these yummy fruits go to waste". That is another thing lo'ak loves about tstew. Her genuine care for others, better to give than to receive.

"yeah lo'ak! just a sad waste to see all those fruits-"

"spider you either take those stones back or I am throwing them at you" tstew says without even turning around. "yes ma'am" spider quickly replies and turns back.

Neteyam was observing the whole thing and took metal notes. Tstew doesn't like it when she is being over gifted, ok so something minimal can do.

"neteyam! that bow better be for yourself or for someone else because I am NOT hunting!" she shouts at him. Ok so the bow was not a good idea. Got it.

Tstew loves the animals too much to kill them. Yes she eats their meats but will do a small thank you for the deceased animal for their sacrifice. She may be tall and a bit athletic, she draws the line on pandora's precious fauna.

Trying to impress tstew sure is a challenge. She either wont accept it or when she does, wont think too much on it and go on about her day. The boys think she is that blind or turning her head away. Despite her flirting, no one knows if she was genuine or just playing around.

"boys will be boys" kiri says as she weaves a simple bracelet. Tstew sighs as she sits next to her. "you tell me, I don't know what made to act so.....gifting? so weird, if only they put the same effort in DOING THEIR ACTUAL SHIT AND NOT PROCRASINATE!".

Tstew looked to her surroundings and noticed tuk wasn't there with them. "hey kiri, where is tuk? I didn't see her leave?" she asks, kiri point to a direction to her left, "she said she got bored and went to play with her friends over there".

What no one knew.....was tuk making a collective BANK.

"two green stones and 5 arrows for neteyam confessing"

Tuk was having a large bet meeting with the other omatikaya children as they are betting on which boy will confess first.

"ok next!" tuk shouts.

Another child steps up, "10 arrows, 20 beads, and 5 feathers on spider!"

Tuk hopes neither confess so she can keep her hoard.

And that completes this tstew tribology! no more of this cause idk where else to go but! either way! I hope you all enjoyed it! until next time! see ya!

87 notes · View notes