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p1utofairy · 8 months

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PAC: “i just wanna be your favorite…” ⭐️🎀💍

• which fictional characters is your person most like?

disclaimer ✩: 18+ mature themes. take what resonates, leave what doesn't. i also just wanna say thank y'all from the bottom of my heart for the support <3 it means so much to me. enjoy!

pile 1 💸 —

"i can't wait 'til i get you on the floor, good-looking. hey, going hot, so hot, just like an oven. and ow! burned myself, i just had to touch it. but it's so fire, and it's all mine."

hiii pile 1! let me start off by saying your person is one fineeee m'fer! they look straight out of an old hollywood movie. suit & tie by justin timberlake ft. jay z won't stop playing in my head lol, their vibe is literally that song. they're gonna love taking you out to fun events and showing you off to people hehe i heard "trophy wife." this isn't in a superficial way by any means, they just really love how you look and how bright your personality shines. you have a mesmerizing appearance and an extraordinary personality to match. i feel like your eyes or their eyes is another main focus that will garner lots of compliments. ok, wow. back to the topic at hand! the characters i channeled were jay gatsby from ‘the great gatsby’, lon hammond from ‘the notebook’, and napoleon solo from ‘the man from U.N.C.L.E.’ now of course your person may not exactly look like these characters but the ✨vibes✨ are very much there. you're gonna have the time of your life with this person lol they are so damn fun and charismatic. i can hear them teasing you and and saying "don't be a brat, baby." with a sly smirk on their face LOL they're gonna make you feel so tingly and giddy inside ahhh. i feel like it was hard for them to settle down before you came into their life pile 1. they wanted to have their cake and eat it too. i mean this person could honestly have whatever they want, but you actually make them work for this relationship and they're not used to that. people (romantically and platonically) just fall for them at the drop of a dime because they are just so damn sexy, and it doesn't help that they're good with their words and actions. i just heard smooth operator by sade and ego by beyoncé at the same time lol this person is seriously a charmer! they can't help it though, they just love to socialize and have a good time. on the flip side, this sometimes weighs them down. the constant attention and socializing can make them feel overwhelmed at times. i'm thinking of ‘the great gatsby’ when jay kept throwing elaborate parties and inviting thousands of people to attend them, so that he could eventually catch daisy's attention. i'm hearing "when you're happy, they're happy!" random thought, but for some of you…your person could be from the UK/have a thick british accent. i also feel like your person is funny af, they've got jokes for dayssssss. they honestly take nothing serious…like if either of you had a bad day at work or just in general, TRUST that they will find a way to turn it around. like it'll actually amaze you how they just go through life vibing and you'll just be like how??? and i can hear them saying "i don't know, babe. i just got it like that." lol they're so cocky (but in an annoyingly hot way) you will never be able to stay mad at them. like if you were being petty and giving them the silent treatment for whatever reason…i can see you getting ready and they'd come up all close behind you, arms around your waist, kissing your neck and they'd be like "you still mad at me, baby?" and your brain would literally malfunction like €|>~€\€,\!|!]€]€YESNOYESNO.!:!,&:’ i'm crying this is hilarious. never a dull moment with them, pile 1. i'm telling ya!

other channeled messages:

theme from new york, new york by frank sinatra, gene kelly, tuxedo, her way by partynextdoor, sophisticated, expensive cologne, j'adore dior, pearly white teeth, cartier watch, swarovski crystals, meet me on the dance floor, babydoll by mariah carey, british, sprinter by dave & central cee, love island, damson idris, i'll make it happen, ballin’ by partynextdoor, diamonds are a girl's best friend

pile 2 💣 —

“who wants that perfect love story anyway, anyway. cliché, cliché, cliché, cliché. who wants that hero love that saves the day, anyway cliché, cliché, cliché, cliché.”

okayyyy pile 2, i see y'all with the bonnie and clyde vibes! let's buckle down and get serious though. i already feel like your person is very misunderstood. they might've had a rough childhood growing up or possibly struggled with connecting to their family. they feel like they fuck things up? they kinda think to themselves "why should i even try to be in a relationship, i'm a mess. i mess things up." it's actually sad because i feel like they're a great person (very soft and gentle) and when things go left/don't work out they immediately blame themselves because the blame was always put on them as a child. i'm hearing it's a "trauma response" :( aw pile 2 i feel like crying…your person really takes it on the chin and keeps it pushing. i can see them sitting on porch steps, gazing at the skyline and kinda just shrugging saying "that's just life i guess." they tend to self-sabotage before things even go into motion but before you two meet, they'll be pushed to confront their problems/fears. they have this cool, in-control, idgaf type of vibe on the outside but internally it's the opposite. i'm hearing pretty little fears by 6lack ft. j cole wow pile 2 they'll really have a soft spot for you. the characters i channeled were damon salvatore from ‘the vampire diaries’, luke glanton from ‘the place beyond the pines’ and tyler durden from ‘fight club’ which are some pretty complex personalities whew. your person is a loner by default, they feel like they really can't depend on many people. they've been left out in the cold so many times it's like they had no other choice but to become independent fast. when they meet you, pile 2…you're going to awaken them. i'm hearing j cole's verse in pretty little fears, “i'm loving your light, vulnerable. letting your guard down is honorable. 'specially when the past ain't been that friendly to you, but…there's magic in that.” it's gonna be insane to them how someone like you could display so much love, care and devotion towards them. i can see them keeping a really cute picture of you (or you two together) in their wallet/bag and just staring at it with a small smile on their face. you give them so much hope pile 2. they never knew they were capable of such strong emotions; love, happiness, joy. i can see you two laughing about something…you have this big grin on your face and when you turn your head to look at them, you just see them with a dopey smile on their face and a glint in their eyes just staring at you in awe. and you're just like "what?" but you don't even know how much you really mean to them in that moment. I'M ABOUT TO BURST INTO TEARS PLS I CAN'T. they're not used to anything stable, but you give them hope and anticipation for their future…with you. y'all are going to have to have so many enlightening, deep and forward-thinking conversations. i see them holding your hand and kissing your knuckles, taking random drives at night together while blasting music and going to the movies and talking/debating afterwards about what you hated and what you loved. k i'm crying, bye!

other channeled messages:

west coast by lana del rey, west side, successful relationship, turning tables by adele, cigarettes out the window by tv girl, well my boyfriend's in a band, ultraviolence album, someone like u (interlude) by ariana grande, toxic upbringing, scorpio moon, aries, smoking weed, american psycho, it's a forever thing

pile 3 🐚 —

“every little thing you do got me feeling some type of way. when you gimme that thunder you make my summer rain.”

welcome to your reading pile 3! idk why i wanted to say pile 333 hehe let's take that as a sign that you're about to meet your person soon. your person is so easy-going…like their energy feels so carefree and warm; like a nice summer breeze (i feel like some of you that chose this pile watch/really love the summer i turned pretty) i can see your person adjusting their sunglasses and saying "i'm just happy to be here." they're such a vibe lol. ok and why did i just randomly hear "no you're cute jeans." their sense of humor is so sjhfjdjcjdsn y'all are gonna have a lot of inside jokes together; internet memes especially. that "i'm sorry, i'm just in a silly goofy mood" shemar moore video just popped up in my head LMFAOOOO your person is hilarious pile 3. i channeled johnny storm from ‘fantastic four’, chad meeks-martin from ‘scream vi’, stefan salvatore from ‘the vampire diaries’ and conrad fisher from ‘the summer i turned pretty’ which are all pretty different but i see the vision pile 3…i see the vision. i feel like your person has just gotten back to themselves, because for awhile they weren't this upbeat and silly. i feel like this has to do with a past hurt/betrayal from either a friend or an ex-lover…that person took them for granted and made them feel small. i just randomly heard "katherine pierce" so maybe that person was very sneaky and never had good intentions in the first place. when they're with you though, they feel like a moth drawn to a flame. best friend by 50 cent just came to mind, "if i was your best friend, i want you 'round all the time. (i want you 'round me all the time) girl, i'll be your best friend if you promise you'll be mine (girl, promise you'll be mine)." i see you both posting funny photo dumps of you two together on instagram/instagram stories. i feel like y'all will be a PDA couple, and even if you aren't one of those type of people that likes all that…they're definitely gonna make you so happy that people visibly see the love between the two of you. i can see them kissing the side of your head, you slightly leaning into them…them giving you their hoodie/jacket to wear when you're cold. it's subtle things like that 🥹 so so so cute. you two have a very sacred, beautiful and divinely protected relationship. your person will be very generous with their time, money and love when it comes to you pile 3.

other channeled messages:

there goes my baby by usher, one in a million by ne-yo, connie baby, it's your world i'm just living in it, positions by ariana grande, unlock it by charlie xcx ft. kim petras & jay park, right my side by nicki minaj ft. chris brown, long walks on the beach, forever boy, vintage camera/digital camera, breakin’ my heart (pretty brown eyes) by mint condition, taylor swift, peter parker

pile 4 🌹—

“moment of honesty. someone's gotta take the lead tonight, who's it gonna be? i'm gonna sit right here and tell you all that comes to me. if you have something to say, you should say it right now.”

heyyy pile 4. i'm kinda stunned rn cause your person is sooooooooo captivated by you. like they wanted to skip all the bullshit and get right into it, and honestly…i #respect it. they think you're an absolute badass, you handle tough situations with so much grace. i'm hearing "you're better than me." lol they play no games pile 4, especially when it comes to you! i'm hearing that you've been through a lot, and it hasn't been easy for you to get to the point in your life that you're at now. they just wanna kiss you and make everything better. kiss it better by rihanna just started playing, "kiss it, kiss it, better baby." yeah your person is sensual af pile 4, it's givingggg taurus vibes. this is random af but i feel like they really love your back? if you wear a backless top or a backless dress, they will go absolutely FERAL. like fingers ghosting down your spine, their lips kissing down your neck…and don't get me started on the eye contact. their gaze is INTENSE. i’m hearing lyrics from nobody by selena gomez, "no kiss, no lips, no feel, no rush can keep me high, i swear no one…can love me like you do. can love me like you do, no." the characters i channeled were tobias eaton from ‘divergent’ and anakin skywalker from ‘star wars prequel trilogy’ which is so on brand. those 2 did not play about tris and padmé, ok?! you are their whole world pile 4. if it's not you, they don't want it. they feel so relaxed around you…like they can finally breathe. i can see them standing in a serious stance (obviously tense af) pondering about something and you just come behind them and wrap them in a big bear hug and they just…melt. they finally take that deep breath that they didn't even realize they were holding in for so long. they usually keep their feelings to themselves, but you create such a great safe space for them to be so open, honest and vulnerable; and vice versa. i'm also hearing that they are a very hands-on type of person, so whatever you need done/fixed, they sure as hell will find a way to do it for you. i can also see you two chilling/relaxing together a lot. don't get me wrong this person will always find something for you two to do, but there's something about that downtime (watching a movie while cuddled up with you on the couch, spending time with you and your loved ones/friends or taking a late night drive with you) that makes them think to themselves, "damn i really love life." 😮‍💨 you've got them locked in pile 4. it's so sweet & amazing.

other channeled messages:

1 of 1, peppers by lana del rey ft. tommy genesis, skywalker by miguel ft. travis scott, adore by cashmere cat ft. ariana grande, it's us against the world baby, 90210, pisces, dream guy, sauvage cologne, miss dior, sagittarius rising, virgo's groove by beyoncé, 1:11, best i ever had (remix) by drake & nicki minaj, all i want is you by miguel ft. j cole, bouquet of flowers, tennis bracelet, wild thoughts by dj khaled ft. rihanna & bryson tiller, cpr by summer walker

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veryberryjelly · 7 months

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gone to shit

pairing : jake peralta x fem!reader

prompt : "can i have one more hug?" "aw, babe you don't have to ask, c'mere..."

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

your day had been going too well for it to continue.

you had gotten to your local coffee shop before it got too busy, gotten up to the bullpen without getting catcalled by some jackass outside and you and your boyfriend were the only ones in the office which was nice.

it was quiet and the first 30 minutes your day was spent sat opposite jake just talking until your friends and colleagues filtered in through the elevator.

and then everything came crashing down.

multiple people in the holding cell caused the bullpen to be filled with noise which was unsettling.

the coffee you had gotten this morning spilled over your desk and your lap.

your phone had died half way through a conversation with your sister and you knew she wouldn't appreciate it seeming like you hung up on her.

and you had misfiled some evidence and had to talk to holt to fix it.

you hoped he would be in a good mood so this wouldn't end up with you getting reamed out.

unfortunately that was not the case.

while he didnt yell you could sense the annoyance & slight disappointment in his tone as he told you do leave so he could deal with it.

and you did leave.

but instead of heading back to your desk you went to the evidence lock up, heading towards the back corner and sinking down onto the floor, the cool surface bringing you out of your head very slightly.

but it wasnt enough to stop the hot burning tears from falling from your eyes.

this wasnt something you should be getting so upset about, there were people in the world that had it a lot worse than you and here you were crying over the tiniest things.

just because they had happened in quick succession it felt so overwhelming.

you were way too in your own head to notice your name being called quietly into the room.

it was only when you saw a set of shoes infront of you that your attention was pulled from the spiralling thoughts in your head.

your hands instantly lifted to wipe at your cheeks to try and pass it off like you weren't crying.

" woah woah, hey. what's wrong, babe? "

the sound of jake's voice did not relax you as much as usual.

you shook your head, trying to shake off this awful tightness in your chest but that did nothing to calm jake's worry.

he crouched down beside you momentarily before sitting down next to you, knowing that his gaze on you could overwhelm you even further.

his arm dropped to around your shoulders and your head instantly dropped down onto the soft fabric of his hoodie.

" you wanna tell me why you're hiding in the evidence lock up ?" he asked, his fingertips running over the fabric of your shirt.

" everything was just going so well this morning and then i spilled my coffee, the holding cell is so full of jackasses, my phone died and then i misfiled some evidence... it all just went to shit "

his small motions on your shoulder were calming you slightly but not by much, your shoulders were still shaking and you couldnt bring yourself to take a full breath.

jake didn't reply for a few moments but his fingertips kept tracing shapes over your shoulder.

" ok, well these are all easy fixes. rosa has a charger in her desk she'll let you use, the holding cell is thinning out really quickly and you left a spare pair of jeans at my apartment a couple days ago and i brought them to give back to you, so you can change into those. "

how he managed to solve all of your problems so quickly you'll never know, but you were just so grateful.

you turned your body further into his, smiling softly when he wrapped his arm tighter around you and pressed a short kiss onto the top of your head.

" thank you "

" you're welcome, babe " he said quietly.

both of you remained sat on the floor of the evidence lock up for a couple more minutes before jake moved to stand and lead both of you back to the bullpen.

before he could take you outside you pulled him back by his hand, a soft and playful pout resting on your lips.

"can i have one more hug?" you asked, tilting your head back to look up at him.

a grin spread across his face.

"aw, babe you don't have to ask, c'mere..."

you quickly closed the two feet between the two of you and wrapped your arms around his torso, your head buried against his chest.

another 5 minutes were spent surrounded by weapons in boxes just hugging your boyfriend.

but when you returned to the bullpen, everything seemed a little bit better

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grangerhater · 8 months

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SO BEAUTIFUL AND VULNERABLE

pairing: Fred Weasley x fem!reader

synopsis: Fred has always been teasing you but he finally gets what he wants

smut

warnings : p in v penetration, blowjob, edging, fred is rough

"What do you want, Fred?" you spat, looking Fred up and down. "Are you trying to pick a fight or something?"

Fred narrowed his eyes. "Why? Do you wanna start one?" he taunted back, taking a step closer.

y/n stood her ground. "I'm not scared of you," she said, not backing down.

Fred let out a cocky smile. "Oh, really?" he asked, taking another step forward. "Why don't you show me how tough you really are?"

"As if I have anything to prove to you," Y/N said, rolling her eyes and turning away. "You're not worth my time."

Fred grabbed Y/N's arm, pulling her back around to face him. "I'm not so sure about that," he said, his voice dangerous. "You've got something I want."

Y/N felt her heart race as she looked into Fred's cold eyes. "What do you want?" she asked in a shaky voice.

Fred leaned in closer, so that his face was only a few inches away from hers. "You," he whispered.

you rolled rolled eyes “leave me alone fred i have places to go”

You and him never got along, he would always tease you but it wasn’t friendly. You hated it because you were so attracted to him but you were repulsed by him at the same time. You wanted to murder him when he would insult you but every time he nudged you as he walked past it would make you blush.

You tried to move away, but Fred held on tight, his grip strong. His face was so close to yours, your noses almost touching. You felt his breath on your skin, and you could feel the tension in the air. Your heart was racing and your mind was filled with feelings of disgust and attraction.

"You can't just run away," Fred said, his voice husky. "Not this time."

You could feel his hand tighten around your arm, and you knew you were in trouble. You tried to pull away again, but his grip was too strong. What were you going to do now

"You know you like it," Fred whispered, his voice deep and seductive. You felt your body responding to his touch, despite everything you wanted to resist. You knew it was wrong, but you couldn't help wanting him.

"Please, just let go of me," you begged, your voice shaky.

Fred laughed. "Why would I do that?" he asked. "I think I'm starting to enjoy this game." He tightened his grip on your arm, and you could feel his breath on your neck. You were afraid, but also strangely excited.

As Fred's hand caressed your neck, you could feel chills running through your body. Your breath caught in your throat as your pulse quickened. You knew you should push his hand away, but there was something about the way he touched you that felt so good.

You closed your eyes and leaned into his touch, enjoying his sensual caress, knowing that it was wrong. But in that moment, you couldn't help yourself from wanting more.

Fred smiled and leaned in even closer, breathing softly on your ear. "Don't fight it," he whispered.

Fred's hand moved lower, until he was touching you in places you had never been touched before. You gasped and tried to pull away again, but his grip was firm and he wouldn't let go. You knew you should resist, but every touch of his felt like electricity running through your body. You were overwhelmed by a wave of pleasure, and you couldn't help but give in to his touch.

Fred leaned down and kissed you passionately, and you responded in kind. You couldn't believe what you were doing, but you couldn't help yourself. You were trapped in the grip of desire.

Your bodies pressed against each other, your breath coming in ragged gasps. You were so caught up in the moment that you didn't notice Fred's other hand moving up your leg. He started to slide it under your skirt and you tensed up, realizing that he'd gone too far.

But Fred didn't stop. He was too lost in his own pleasure to notice your discomfort. He kept going, inching his hand higher and higher until he was touching you in places you never thought would be touched. You knew you should stop him, but you were too overwhelmed by pleasure to do anything.

You felt your legs weaken, your body unable to resist his touch. You wanted him to stop, but you couldn't make yourself push him away. All you could do was lie there, frozen in shock and pleasure.

Fred kept going, his hand exploring every inch of your body. You were helpless under his touch, your body responding in ways you never thought possible. You couldn't believe what was happening, but you wanted it to continue.

Suddenly, Fred stopped and pulled away, leaving you gasping and panting for air. He looked at you with a cocky smile, and you felt your face flushing with embarrassment

Fred laughed "Did you enjoy that?" he asked You were too dazed to answeryour body still quivering with pleasure. Your heart was still racing and your mind was still foggy from the overwhelming feeling of desire. You wanted to push him away, but you couldn't find the strength. Fred reached out and touched your face, his fingers gently caressing your cheek "Look at you" he said, his voice soft "So beautiful and so vulnerable"

Fred leaned in and kissed you deeply, his tongue exploring your mouth You moaned softly, your body responding to his touch He pulled away from you and smiled. "I think you're going to enjoy this" he said, before leaning in to kiss you again

Fred pushed you down onto the bed and began to undress you, his hands exploring every inch of your body. You moaned softly as he kissed your neck, his fingers teasing your nipples. He slid his hand between your legs, finding you already wet with desire"You're so wet" he whispered, before sliding a finger inside you. You gasped at the sudden intrusionyour body arching off the bed Fred continued to finger you his thumb rubbing your clit. You moaned his name, your body trembling with pleasure

Fred growled as he pulled his finger out of you, flipping you onto your stomach. He yanked your hips up positioning himself at your entrance Without warning he slammed into you, making you scream in pleasure. He pounded into you hard, his hands gripping your hips tightly. You begged for more, your body craving his rough touch.

Fred flipped you over and spanked you hard, leaving red marks on your skin. You moaned in pleasure craving more. He grabbed your hair and pulled you towards him, kissing you hard "You're such a dirty little slut" he growled before slamming into you again You screamed in pleasure your body shaking with desire. Fred continued to pound into you his rough touch driving you to the edge

Fred grabbed your hips and slammed into you harder and faster his rough touch driving you to the brink of overstimulation You moaned in pleasure, your body shaking with desire. Fred continued to pound into you relentlessly, his hands gripping your flesh tightly. You felt yourself building towards a powerful orgasm, your body trembling with anticipation

Fred flipped you over and entered you from behind his rough touch driving you wild with pleasure He grabbed your hair and pulled you towards him his breath hot against your neck. You screamed in pleasure as he pounded into you harder and faster, your body quivering with desire

Fred grabbed your hair and pulled you towards him, his breath hot against your neck. He teased you bringing you to the brink of orgasm before stopping. He pushed you down onto your knees and thrust his cock into your mouth, his rough touch driving you wild with desire. You sucked him hard, your tongue swirling around his shaft. Fred groaned in pleasure, his hands gripping your hair tightly. He continued to tease you, bringing you to the brink of orgasm again and again before finally allowing you to come

As you lay on the bed, your body still shaking from the experience, Fred slowly sat down next to you. He looked at you, a grin on his face, as he ran his hand gently along your skin.

He moved closer, inching towards your face until his lips were just a breath away from yours. You felt your body responding once again, your heart racing as the familiar sensation of desire began to flood through you.

With that, Fred kissed you passionately, and you responded in kind. You lost yourself in the moment, letting go of all your worries and enjoying the feeling of being with Fred.

When it was over, you lay together in the silence, catching your breath and trying to process what had just happened. You were overwhelmed with feelings of guilt and shame, but at the same time you felt a rush of exhilaration and excitement. Even after everything you had done, you couldn't hate Fred. There was something about him that kept you coming back for more. You had lost yourself in the moment, and now you were left to pick up the pieces. You weren't sure what the future held, but one thing was certain - whatever happened next, with Fred, would be worth it.

You and Fred lay in bed together, your breathing finally returning to normal. The air was thick with the tension of what had just happened, neither of you ready to break the silence.

After a few moments of silence, Fred turned to face you. "So," he said slowly, "what now?"

You looked at him, a million thoughts running through your head. You knew you should say something, but you didn't know what. You felt confused, and ashamed, and yet you couldn't deny the attraction you felt for him.

"What do you want?" you finally said, your voice shaky.

#fred weasley x reader #fred weasley #fred weasley smut #fred weasley x y/n #fred weasley x you #hp smut #harry potter smut #enemies to lovers #harry potter #fred weasley headcanons #fred weasley hcs

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9ealms · 10 months

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♱ | 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓– Ft. Miguel O’Hara

Synopsis— cheating boyfriend leads to you at a club one night stand; mysterious man at a club

content warning | nsfw stuff; dirty talk, spanking, acarophilia, hair pulling, praising kink, cunnilingus and etc

✮ — [missionary and cowgirl]

✮ — word count. 3.0k

✮ — || authors note - don’t get too excited; this is my SECOND time making smut; I tried my best making it sound natural when he’s cursing in spainsh because I don’t wanna cringe when I’m trying to reread it and also I tried ACCURATE TRANSLATION from other websites and asked some friends ( ´ཀ` )

Today was a terrible day; you had stayed up late trying to complete your work, causing you to be sluggish and exhausted when you finally forced yourself out of bed. As soon as you stepped out of the house, you rushed to the bus station in order to make it on time. When you eventually made it into work, your domineering supervisor scolded and berated for being late. “I need a new job” was all that echoed through your mind as he continuously nagged

You quickly finished your paperwork and headed to your apartment. As you were opening your door, you heard a woman's moans followed by a man's grunts coming from inside. Your heart sank as you slowly stepped closer. It was already one of those bad days and to make matters worse, you could see through the crack of the open door that it was your boyfriend on top of another woman, both moaning in pleasure. You shook your head in frustration and let out a heavy sigh as you said “are you f*cking kidding me?”

The two people on the bed froze in shock and your boyfriend scrambled to get up from the bed. "Babe, I can explain," he stammered as he tried to cover his naked body with a blanket. You weren't sure if it was because of embarrassment or shame but you didn't want to hear what he had to say.

“I need you to get out…now”, you said coldly, pointing towards the door. He hesitated for a moment before slowly getting off the bed and gathering his clothes. As he made his way out of the bedroom he turned to look at you one last time but your expression didn’t change. Your heart was pounding as anger and hurt overwhelmed you in waves.

You sighed in disbelief; you’ve been working your ass off only in return of your long time boyfriend cheating on with another girl, “today is really shitty day” you groaned as you kept walking towards the bathroom .

You took off your clothes and stepped into the stream of hot water washing away your emotions as you cried silently. You closed your eyes and let the water wash away all the pain, all the anger and hurt that was consuming you so much; it felt like a burden being taken off of you little by little. After you were done, you called your best friend to explain about your situation but she didn’t pick up so you waited a few minutes untill the phone rang.

It was your friend on the other end of the phone, listening intently as you relayed your story. “I'm so sorry that happened,” she consoled softly, her voice full of empathy. “You know what you need right now… a night out with me! A new club just opened up and I want us to go check it out. Let's forget all this for a bit and just have some fun." She sounded excited, yet sincerely concerned for your wellbeing.

"Are you sure I should be going out like this? I look like a mess," you said hesitantly, trying to lighten the mood with a chuckle. "don't be ridiculous," your best friend replied confidently. "You'll look great no matter what. Just put on something nice and I'll come get you in an hour."

As the phone call ended, you got up from the couch, and made your way to the bedroom closet. Peering inside for a moment, you spotted a familiar black dress tucked away in the back corner. You pulled it out and held it up for inspection - it was a long bodycon dress with sleeves that showed off your neck and shoulders. A small chuckle escaped your lips as you remembered where you had last worn this same dress - "Wow, this old thing is still here” , you thought to yourself.

You stripped off your sweatpants and t-shirt and quickly put on the dress. You buttoned up all the clasps, and took a few steps back to get a good look at yourself in the mirror. The familiar black fabric still fit perfectly. Your phone rang, it was your best friend telling you to come outside so you guys could go to new club downtown. You grabbed your purse, put on some shoes and ran out the door.

As you drove to the club with your best friend, you started getting nervous. You had no idea what kind of crowd would be there or if it was even worth going to in the first place. But when you got there and saw all of the people dancing around and having fun while you just felt kinda out of place. “It’s ok,” your friend said, “just relax and have fun! This is why we came here.”

You felt a bit nervous of the large crowd and the music thumping you tapped your friend shoulder “Hey, I think I'm going to head over to the bar. It's way too crowded in here."

Your friend nodded, understanding your need for some space and they went to go mingle while you took a seat. You sighed as you asked the bartender for a tequila shot. "Maybe clubbing isn't my thing," you muttered, taking a sip of the drink while watching your friend dance with a group. The music was loud and pounding, making it hard to think and difficult to hold a conversation. The crowd around you was sweaty and boisterous, completely caught up in the moment. You felt slightly out of place here.

You were observing people dancing and talking the you eyes spotted a guy with a bunch of a girl around him; giggle and flirting with him . He had a drink in one hand and he appeared to be enjoying the attention. He had an uncanny look in his eyes that seemed to draw people to him.

You were about to take another sip when you realized he was looking right at you. You felt your skin flush and a rush of warmth spread through your body as his gaze settled on yours for a moment too long before turning away to face the other ladies with a smirk .

Quickly glancing away, you took another sip from your drink before you felt a presence next to you. You turned your head and saw a tall man with his eyes locked on you. He smiled and said "Long night huh?" It was the same guy from the other table you we're watching “yeah , I’m just trying to pass the time until my friends get here," you replied.

He nodded in understanding then said, "Wanna head outside for a bit?" He gestured towards the back door with his thumb.“Sure, why not," you said getting up and grabbing your jacket.

You followed the man outside where it was surprisingly quiet compared to the chaos inside. The streetlights illuminated the area but it wasn't enough to make out who this man was.

You turned around and looked at him, He pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit one for himself. He then reached out and offered his lighter to you.

You smoke?" He asked as he took a drag on his cigarette.

“Not really but I could use one” you reply before accepting the cigarette from his hands.

He looked at and then looked away before saying “You seem like you’ve been through a lot recently”.

You nervously blinked, unsure of how to respond. You had so many questions and wanted to know how he knew what you were going through but you couldn’t bring yourself to ask him outright.

Instead, you took a long drag from the cigarette and exhaled slowly before speaking up. “Yeah...I have been through a lot lately, you know work problems and relationships stuff too”

He let out a small groan before crushing the cigarette with his heels, slowly raising his gaze to meet hers. With an amused smirk he said, “You know I could make your night even better."

You flashed him a coy smile and, your hands resting on his chest, asked in a teasingly seductive voice, "Hmm...how would you do that?"

He leaned in close to you, his hot breath tickling your ear as he murmured, "I’m sure you already know" His hands moved slowly down your body, sending a shiver of pleasure through you. His lips grazed yours lightly before he pulled away and looked into your eyes, the heat between the two of you palpable. You felt a thrill course through your veins that made you ache for more.

Your heart started beating faster as he took your hands in his and gently tugged you closer to him. He then grabbed the back of your neck, pulling you into a aggressive kiss. He whispered softly “Let me take care of everything tonight” before he started to kiss you deeply, his tongue exploring your mouth.

Your body was trembling with desire as you melted into him. He grabbed onto the curves of your hips and pulled you in closer to him, sending a wave of pleasure through both of you. His grip tightened as he kissed down your neck, leaving a trail of passionate kisses that sent shivers down your spine.

“Wait, I don’t even know your name” you moaned as he kept biting and licking your neck, his hands still firmly gripping your hips.

“i’ll tell you it when we go to my place” he whispered huskily into your ear, his hot breath tickling as the tip of his tongue darted out and brushed against your earlobe. You couldn't help but melt into his touch; it felt so passionate and raw, like nothing you'd ever experienced before. You knew at that moment, you had to go with him.

He took to you inside his car; he rested his hands on your lap while driving to his apartment he revealed his name while as you guys we're driving to his apartment. As you guys went upstairs it disn’t take long untill you were both getting undressed. He ardently kissed your lips as his hands glided up and down your body feeling each curve.

He pressed you against the bed frame, forcing your body to bend downwards. With a swift tug, he pulled your underwear down to your ankles, exposing your wet and aroused cunt. A rough whisper in your ear caught you off guard; "Te ves tan hermosa como princesa," he growled as his firm hands squeezed and caressed your ass. He ran his hand over your clit, stroking it in a circular motion as he continued to push his fingers deep within you.

“mmhn! miguel- w-wait” You gasped as he relentlessly pounded away, your legs trembling with every deep thrust. He pushed further and further until you felt your cunt juices dripping down your inner thighs. "Mmmf!" you cried out as your eyes rolled back and the intensity of pleasure overwhelmed you.

“Qué hermoso” with a satisfied grunt, he licked the last of your juices off his finger. "But we're not done yet," he uttered in a low, raspy tone, a hint of desire evident in his voice.

He flips you onto your back and spreads your legs wider, before bending down to lick your cunt slowly as he moved his hands to your nipples, stroking them with his thumb, teasing them. He kept flicking his tongue over your clit causing you to moan louder and deeper, his hand now stroking your inner thighs making you arch into him.

As he was still licking your clit until he noticed that he was pushing against a spot inside he pushed his tongue even deeper into you, causing your moans to be louder and more passionate. His other hand started to twist your nipple and tugging it forward as his tongue moved around inside of you.

“Mnngh!— Miguel, this is t-too much—” you slurred as he kept licking and sucking on your clit you grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled him closer.He smiled against your clit and increased the intensity of his actions, causing you to moan even louder as your body began to shake from the pleasure coursing through you. He continued teasing and licking until eventually he had brought you right at the brink of orgasm before he suddenly stopped, leaving you panting for more.

“Mmm.. you taste so delicious” he murmured as he slowly stood up and stared down at you with a satisfied smirk. “Te voy a ahogar con mi polla” he whispered before unbuckling his pants revealing his erect dick.

You gasped in detail as you eyed the impressive size of him,. “Since you did well, I might as well give you a reward” he smirked as he brought it closer to your face poking it by your cheek . You took a deep breath and opened your mouth wrapping your lips around his thick shaft, sliding it in and out of your mouth.

He grunted in pleasure as he pushed himself deeper inside your warm wetness, his hands grabbing ahold of the hair tightly as you kept bobbing your head back and forward causing him to groan in deep pleasure. “oh shit— your mouth feels too good—” he groaned before pulling your hair tightly and pushing himself deeper down your throat.

You felt like you were going to gag, but as his thrusts started to increase in speed you found yourself enjoying the sensation. His hands left your hair as he grabbed onto your shoulders holding them tightly while his hips moved faster and faster. Your saliva coats his cock as you swirl your tongue around it, teasing and pushing him closer to his orgasm. Your moans mixed with his groans of pleasure fill the room.

Suddenly, he tenses up and your throat is filled with his hot release. “Sallow” he demanded as you forcefully thrust your head forward., you swallow quickly, savoring the taste of his juices as they slide down your throat. He stops and tenderly strokes your hair, caressing your sweaty cheeks. “lo hiciste gran princesa” he murmured, while still stroking your cheeks

He makes you lay down on the bed with your leg wide and fully exposed; you were quivering with anticipation. He reaches to open a drawer, to open up another condom and start rolling it down his hard dick. He moves himself in between your legs, teasing you with the tip of his manhood and keeps rubbing it against your clitoris, making you wetter and moan out in intense pleasure. “Please— just put it in already” you pleaded as he kept rubbing it more intensely; basically making your more overstimulated “Not yet..” he responded and kept rubbing it against your clitoris more.

“Miguel Hnngh— please just…do it” you panted while gripping the bed sheet; “wait…this might hurt a bit” he slowly tried to push it you flinched as it was already filling u up you grabbed unto the bedsheet tightly, panting hard you had never felt something that big inside of you. “Keep going…” you begged, as he slid inch by inch deeper into you...

“Joder— tu coño..me está chupando seco”, he groaned as his entire dick was in you. You could feel it stretching and filling you immensely. He started thrusting slowly at first but as your breathing quickened. “oh fuck— Miguel,” you moaned as he picked up the pace. He continued thrusting, faster and harder, as your moans got louder and louder. You dug your nails into his back as he thrust harder, going deeper with each stroke. You kept scratching his back while gripping him tightly with your legs around his waist .

Miguel's breathing was growing deeper and heavier as he continued thrusting into you, his moans getting louder in your ear. You felt him tense up and start twitching uncontrollably as he gasped deeply. “god— you feel too good—” he panted “joder... no puedo aguantarlo más” he thrusts even harder until he came inside the condom , letting out a deep groan as he finally released himself.

You both collapsed onto the bed, panting and sweaty, trying to regain your breath. You laid there for a few moments in silence; he rolls out the used condom and throw away in a basket; he panted hard as he laid against the bed headboard. You how he was clearly out of breath; You wanted to tease him, so you playfully crawled onto his lap and began seductively rubbing yourself against his semi-erect member. He moaned in pleasure as your movements aroused him further.

As you tried to insert the member slowly inside of you , he grasped your hips and moved quicker pushing deep inside as you feel the pleasure that was making you moan louder than before.

He started to thrust harder getting a better grip on your hips as he went deeper while gripping his hands around your hips, his face buried under your breast as you kept on moving back and forth faster and faster.

His thrusts were making you moan more and more as his member pushed deeper inside of you. You could feel the waves of pleasure coursing through your body, each wave bigger than the previous one.

He kept on thrusting harder and harder letting out a deep groan each time he pushed deep inside of you. His body moved against yours as he kept on thrusting faster until finally, he reached his peak and with one last push, He came inside of you, his warmth spilling from within. You laid back against the bed, watching as his cum slowly trickled down your thighs. As you got up, you felt a sense of relief combined with exhaustion wash over you.

You slowly stood up from your spot and began to make your way towards the bathroom. Just before entering, you turned back towards him with a smirk and asked, "You coming or what?". He couldn't help but chuckle at your playful tone before quickly following you into the bathroom.

✮ — authors note: you would not believe the amount of porn I had to watch just to make this fic bruh and also this is the second longest fic I made in a long time 😭😭

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cutielando · 4 months

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stand up ~ rafe cameron

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Ever since you were little, your parents had always always fighting.

You would wake up to fighting, you would spend your days in constant fighting, you would go to sleep listening to your parents fight.

Oftentimes, the reasons were absurd. They had become like two small children fighting over crayons.

One day, your mother had decided that she had apparently had enough and left you and your father, saying that she couldn't keep living like that.

Leaving you alone with your father.

Everything was okay for the first few months, you both kept your distance from one another and barely talked when you were home.

However, then came the hard times.

The slaps, the punches, the insults, kicking you out of the house was the latest of them all.

You had gotten into an argument over something completely stupid and your father, having been drunk, yelled at you to gather all of your things and get out of his house because he never wanted to see you again, claiming you reminded him too much of the wife that left him.

You had initially called your mother, asking her if she could help you in any way. She, of course, refused to do so, claiming that she was busy and didn't have time for this.

The only other person you could of calling was Rafe, your boyfriend.

You and Rafe had been together for nearly 3 years now, so he knew all of your family problems and did his best to help you through them.

Due to the fact that you knew he also had problems at home, you tried as best as possible to not burden him any longer.

However, this was one of those moments when you just needed him.

Taking out your phone, you quickly dialed his number, him answering after the first 2 rings.

"Hey baby, what's up?" hearing his sweet voice nearly made you cry on the spot.

"Can I sleep at your house tonight? I had a fight with my father and I just don't want to be home right now" you knew lying was bad, especially to Rafe, but you didn't want to tell him the news over the phone in fear that he would come and fight your father.

It was the last thing any of you needed.

"Yes, sure. Do you want me to pick you up? It's pretty late and I don't want you walking alone in the night" his concern only made your heart flutter, realizing just how lucky you were to have someone like him by your side.

"No, it's okay. I'll take my car. I'll see you in a bit. I love you"

"I love you too" you waited for him to say before you hung up, the tears now freely running down your cheeks.

The drive to the Cameron estate was fairly quick, seeing as you didn't like that far away from them.

The lights were on in Rafe's room by the time you entered and he was laying on the bed, watching some movie on his TV.

"Hey babe- woah, what happened to you?" his gaze immediately turned concerned once he saw that your cheeks were coated with fresh tears and you had a huge suitcase behind you.

You didn't say anything before running into his outstretched arms, savoring the warmth radiating from his body.

You cried and sobbed until you had no more tears left, Rafe cradling your head in his hands, whispering sweet nothings in your ear and rubbing his hands up and down your sides and your back in a soothing manner.

Once you had finally calmed down, you pulled away from his chest but kept your arms wrapped tightly around his waist. He smiled at you and reached up to wipe the tears from your cheeks, giving you a kiss on both of them.

"Wanna tell me what happened?" his voice was soft, almost as if he feared that he would scare you away if he was any louder than that.

"Um, he, uh, he kicked me out" you mumbled, sensing the way his muscles tensed up under your touch.

"What?" he asked through gritted teeth, trying to remain calm because he didn't want to overwhelm you even more.

"We had a pretty bad argument and he was really drunk, so all of a sudden he just started yelling at me and told me to pack my things and get out and never come back. I called my mom to ask her for help but she said she was busy and she didn't have time for me and then I needed you so that's why I called" you started rambling, your breaths getting quicker and more raggedy with each word you spoke.

"Hey, hey, sh. It's okay, you're here with me and you're safe. Take some deep breaths for me, baby" he spoke as he held your face in his hands and helped you get your breathing back to normal, keeping eye contact with you the entire time.

"I know it's a lot to ask, but do you mind if I stay here for a couple of days until I figure things out? I really don't have anywhere else to go" your voice was timid, you really didn't to overstep even though you knew both his family and he loved having you around the house.

"Of course you can stay here. You're going to be living with me permanently from now on, that's final. I was planning on suggesting moving in together soon anyway, this is just an opportunity for it happen right now" he stroked your cheek with his thumb, smiling before leaning to plant a kiss on your forehead.

"Thank you so much, baby" you whispered, savoring the feeling of his lips pressed against your forehead.

"Do you have all of your things with you?" he asked while looking at the suitcase you had brought with you, a suitcase which seemed way too small to convey all of your belongings.

"No, I just grabbed the essential, everything else is still back home. Do you mind coming with me tomorrow to take everything? I really don't want to go back there alone"

"Of course I'll come, don't even question that. For now, let's just get you in bed so you can get some sleep and make you feel better.

You nodded and followed his suit, falling asleep quickly in the arms of your boyfriend.

When the next day came, you figured you would go over there in the morning to avoid your father being awake, knowing how long it takes him to recover from hangovers.

Everything was going smoothly, you had packed every last possession of yours and had almost finished bringing everything to Rafe's car when your father decided to rise from the dead.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he shouted after you, making you free.

You slowly turned around, watching him standing in the doorway of the entrance door with a beer bottle in his hand.

Rafe was watching you closely, choosing to let you handle the situation by yourself. You could feel your blood boiling and the anger surging through your entire body.

"I'm doing exactly what you told me to. I'm taking my shit and moving out, just like you asked last night" you said, glaring at him.

"And where are you gonna go, huh? Back to this bitch's mansion? You know you're not worthy of him or anything else, you're gonna be crawling back here soon enough" your father laughed while saying, taking a swig out of his bottle.

"I am sick of being your punching bag. I have put up with your insults and punches and everything since mom left but I can't fucking stand you anymore. Just because you're an excuse of a man and mom got so sick of you she couldn't even stand being around you doesn't mean you get to take it all out on me. I'm sick of your shit and I won't take it anymore" you yelled, tears flowing down your cheeks.

Your father was just staring at you, his brain not being able to comprehend what just happened.

Sensing it would be best if you left, Rafe came up behind you and wrapped one of his arms around your waist, slowly dragging you back towards the passenger seat of his car.

“Come on princess, let’s just go” he whispered as he was helping you climb into his truck, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead before he shut the door and started jogging to the driver’s side.

You kept your gaze on your father the entire time before Rafe departed from your house, your gaze icy and piercing as never before.

“I can’t believe I just did that” you said quietly once Rafe had parked his car in front of your new home.

“I’m so proud of you for standing up to him like that, sweetheart. I love you so much” he leaned over the console and took your chin in his hand, giving you a meaningful kiss full of love.

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andorskenobi · 1 year

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...What Are We? | J. Seresin

Pairing: Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x F!Reader

Summary: After four months of being in a whatever the hell it was between you and Jake you finally grow tired of the lack of commitment and give Jake one last chance before he loses you for good.

Warnings: angst, no use of y/n

A/N: I should be working on my research paper but this is more important to me rn. This is based around the song ...What Are We? by Lizzy McAlpine, if you haven't heard it I recommend listening to it (maybe even while reading this but I won't care if you do or not) I was listening to it driving home today and got the idea for this so, enjoy.

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You aren't sure when your feelings towards Jake changed, but you knew they had. In the beginning it was okay, the whole no labels thing. You were the one who asked for no labels to start with, but now four months down the line you knew that you were serious about this.

However, Jake didn't appear to be in the same mindset you were. To you it seemed like he was just fine with what you had. It drove you insane, but you would never force him into anything he didn't want. Which is why you would understand, given the circumstances, if he ever wanted to walk away from this.

What made this all even worse was the fact that, despite your better judgement, when you thought of the future and what it held for you Jake was always in it. Deep down you knew this wasn't the case for Jake, you knew that for him this was only a temporary thing and soon he'd get bored of you and be done. It's what everyone before him had done, so why would it be different now?

But for now you would just stuff these feelings deep inside you until they went away and pretend that everything is okay between you and Jake. For now you would suck it up, go to his house, and be just what he needs you to be for the night.

It had become an everyday ritual at this point, Jake would finish what he was doing for the day and call you to ask if you were free, which you always were for him, and the two of you would meet up for dinner and go back to one of your houses for the night.

"You seem distracted today, what's worrying that pretty head of yours?" Jake's voice pulls you from the precipice of your thoughts. You shake your head and smile a small smile.

"'s nothing, really, just tired. Work was rough today."

Jake wasn't completely satisfied with your answer and you knew that. It was blatant by the face he made as soon as the words left your lips.

"We will talk about it later, I don't want to talk about it here," He still didn't look pleased with your answer so you added a small please to the end, begging him to drop it.

"Wanna head back to your place or mine tonight?" You released a sigh of relief at the slight change in subject before answering his place.

You liked his place more, it made you feel closer to him, and plus it smelled like him. His smell was intoxicating, almost knocking you over anytime he hovered around you. It was the first thing you noticed when you met him that night at the Hard Deck four months ago.

Now it was all you could pay attention to as he helped you into his truck. You sat quietly hoping he wouldn't start up conversation about what was on your mind again and just let the two of you sit in a comfortable silence. However, your hope was useless because you knew Jake too well.

"We're alone now so start talking, what's wrong with you tonight?" You sighed, looking out the window to avoid looking at him.

"Do you think we're wasting time?" Your voice was small when you asked it, Jake took notice and glanced over to where you sat.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I mean do you think we are wasting time, with this. Is this wasting time? Are we just borrowing time we don't have? Shit Jake I don't know," You were getting overwhelmed by your emotions at this point but you kept going before Jake had a chance to respond. "I feel like we're just buying time before the storm hits and this inevitably falls apart and I end up alone again."

You wipe a stray tear from your cheek, turning to look at Jake.

"Don't look at me like that."

"Like what?"

"Like the way you're looking at me Jake, because if you look at me like that then I'm not going to be able to say what I need to say. Besides you should be looking at the road not me." Jake laughs a little before turning his attention back to the road.

"What is it you need to say?"

"Does this mean anything to you, us I mean, like is this actually something or is it just a sorry excuse for love?"

"That's a little harsh, I mean yeah it means something to me. Of course it does, why else would we be here if it didn't."

"I don't know, for fun?"

Jake stopped the truck in his driveway, putting it in park and turning to face you. You found yourself itching to be out of the truck as soon as possible under his gaze.

"Why do you think this doesn't mean anything to me? Do you think that little of me that I would just use you fun?" Jake's expression left you with a pang in your chest.

"I mean it's never stopped anyone."

Jake slowly placed his hand under your chin making you look over at him, "This is more than just something to pass the time until someone new comes around. You are more than that to me."

"You mean it, you aren't just saying that because you think it's what you have to say to shut me up?"

"I mean it." You knew he was telling the truth because of the way his eyes softened when he said it, so you allowed him to pull you in for a kiss. The kiss said everything that Jake couldn't say to you just yet, at least that's what you told yourself.

"I can feel you thinking, its hurting my head." Jake resting his forehead against yours looking into your eyes. "I want strings, I want all the strings if you'll give them to me, I just know that I can't keep going on with this the way it is if it's hurting you."

You smiled to yourself, moving your hand to your jacket pocket and pulling out a string that you'd pulled off your shirt earlier while waiting for your food, placing it in Jake's hand.

He laughed before placing the string in his own pocket, "C'mon lets go inside."

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st4rb3rr13s · 7 months

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Drunk in love

You were just so stubborn, so he had to teach you a lesson.

Warning: fingering, praising, degrading, rough, mentioning of being public.

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“You wanna look at yourself?” Eren muttered. Your eyes slowly opened, seeing his fingers pump in and out of you. It was slow enough to make you eager but not fast enough to make you cum. You hummed, biting your bottom lip. “Look how pretty you look. My pretty girl, right?”

You nodded, feeling his fingers pump faster into you. His thumb comes in contact with your clit, making an overwhelming feeling start inside your stomach. Your thighs start to close, when his left hand forces them open. His eyes watched your wet cunt make sloppy noises for him.

“Don’t cum yet, ok? When I say you can cum, you’ll do it, yeah?” Eren whispered.

“Eren.”You moaned, rather loudly, your thighs starting to shake with fever. His eyes turned to see you, for the first time since you sat in front of that mirror. He watched as your eyes started to brim with tears, feeling the heightening of your arousal. “Please, I need to cum now. Feels so good, so good. Please, Eren.”

“Baby, please. You’re doing so well. Do you want to disappoint me, sweetheart?” Eren muttered, starting to go faster. His fingers kept going in and out of you, faster than the seconds that passed. It was easy since your sloppy cunt kept producing more slick.

“No, I don't, but. It feels so good. I need to cum, now! I need to, right now. Eren fuck!” You shouted, your eyes closing. Tears fell as your mouth created an o-shape.

As you were on the brim, it came to a halt. Two fingers slid out of your cunt. You took a deep breath, tiredly looking at the fingers. The digits spread apart, showing how much arousal you produced until it went inside his mouth. He sucked his fingers, closing his eyes. He wanted to savor the taste for himself, and no one else. He groaned, taking his fingers out of his mouth before looking at you.

“Guess you weren’t my sweet girl, were you? I’m done being nice to you, you’re a fucking dumb slut who can’t follow orders. That’s exactly what you are.” Eren scoffed. He roughly held your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes. “I know you heard me, a dumb little whore, right?”

Salty tears fell from your face, trying to hold back your sobs. You looked the other way, feeling vulnerable. Your boyfriend is so sweet, with the way he gives you princess treatment all the time. People always saw the way he lets you walk all over him, sometimes even saying you have the pants in the relationship. But moments like right now show who really holds the dominance.

“What are you again? I think you forgot.” Eren barked, holding your face tighter. You looked at him and hummed, being stubborn. “If you don’t answer me I swear to god.”

“I’m a dumb little whore.” You mumbled. His lips curved into a smile, watching how submissive you are.

“Come on, open your mouth.” Eren whispered. Your eyes saw as Eren’s eyes were a contrast between scarlet and Ivy. His hair in a bun, fly always framing his face. Your eyes fell on his throat, seeing hickeys dancing on his neck. His hand slapped your ass, making you jump. You gasped, opening your mouth quickly.

He gathered all the spit he could muster before dropping it on your tongue. His eyes darkened, seeing you swallow his spit without a complaint. His stubborn little slut.

“You’re such a stubborn little brat, aren’t you? Tried to be nice and give you the benefit of the doubt, but you can’t even follow my simple orders, can you?” Eren asked, his eyes rolling.

The only reason you’re in this position is because you were stubborn. Eren told you, you didn’t have to go out with him, he was gonna be out late. But of course you wanted to be under your man, telling him you can stay out late and not to worry about you. But he knew you better, trying to reason with you. You’re a stubborn brat though, not listening to him. You two went out with his friends and their girlfriends. You didn’t understand why he didn’t want you coming.

Until you were out way too late, starting to get bratty with him. Your eyes glaring up up at him, snapping at him, acting exactly how he knew you were going to act. He gave you a warning look, but did you care? No. You should’ve known to stop when he decided to roll up with his friends, but once he had the Hennessy and cosamigos, you should’ve known it was over. But you didn’t, you just had to keep going.

Had to keep grinding on his dick, giving him hickeys, railing him up. Telling him to leave his friends and to fuck you in his car. His friends watched the whole ordeal, Armin trying to be respectful and look away while Jean and Connie gave knowingly glances. Jean's stupid smirk with Connie’s wink sent Eren over the edge. Telling the three and their girlfriend’s they have to go.

You gasp as his fingers start to pump fastly into you, your cunt making sloppy noises. You're wet slick making loud sounds while he keeps penetrating inside you. You couldn’t focus on how fast he was going, your mind hazy.

“Try it again, I promise you I’ll fuck you in front of all of them.” He scoffed, finger’s curling. Your eyes widened, gasping. Your whimpers quickly turned into moans as he circled your clit. “I’ll fuck you wil my gun next time, yeah? You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Fuck you with my gun in front of my friends?”

He felt the way your pussy tightened on his fingers hearing that. The way Armin’s eyes would try to look away, but failing and gawking at it. Jean’s cheeks turning a dusty pink, seeing the way your pussy took Eren’s gun in your wet pussy. And fucking Connie, staring at the way your sloppy cunt made wet sounds for Eren. They can stare but not touch. You moaned out, your nails making crescents in your palm.

“I knew you’d fucking like that, only whore’s like getting fucked with a gun, disgusting really. Fucking showing my friends how slutty my slut is.” Eren spoke. Your eyes opened, looking into the mirror again. Your orgasm was so close, you were right there. “I’ll fuck you with my gun, the one I always have on me. First I’ll fuck your throat nice and slow before fucking your pussy, promise sweetie. It’ll be bigger than my fingers, yeah, but not bigger than my fucking cock, right princess?”

“Fuck Eren! Please keep going, fuck yes! Keep going, fuck!” You moaned. The final straw, as your cunt tightened around his fingers as the feeling in your stomach came undone. Eren didn’t stop, his finger’s still thrusting inside your pussy. Your loud whines were ignored as he kept going. “Eren, no more! No more, Eren!”

With a last thrust, clear liquid squirted all over his fingers. Your body shook with euphoria, feeling satisfied. You finally took a breath, watching as he took his fingers out. You opened your mouth as he forced you to taste yourself. You hummed around his fingers, watching as his smile gleamed.

“Such a good girl, my good girl, right?” Eren asked.

“Yes, your good girl.” You smiled, giving him a kiss.

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snaillock · 9 months

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Hi there! Could you write barou, Kaiser and kunigami with a male reader where the bllk boy wants to introduce reader to their parents but reader is really nervous because they rarely encounter non homophobic parents?

I hope it's okay and didn't miss any rules. You can pick whatever format you want and if you don't wanna do all characters, you can just pick one of them as well. Hope you have a great day <3

meeting their families

ft. barou, kaiser, kunigami

tags: lowkey anxious male reader, pre-wc kunigami, me guessing what kaiser’s parents are like so that part could be easily outdated once his backstory is out

barou shoei

when you stood next to him in front of his house, all your nerves suddenly rushed back to you.

“uh barou, are you sure this will go well?”

“yeah of course. i don’t get why you’re freaking out so much”

“well what if your family doesn’t like that you’re dating a guy. oh god what if they judge me and then kick me out? oh no… what if they kick you ou-”

“oh chill out already. my family will be fine with you. trust me,” he reassured you as he walked you to the porch before you could spiral all over again. just like you did on the drive over, “though my sisters can be bit… overbearing. just don’t worry about them too much.”

you couldn’t help but grin as felt some of your confidence come back, “oh wow! the barou shoei calling someone else overbearing? oh my, this is serious! i must brace myself.”

all he did was glare at you before knocking on the front door. once the door opened, you were immediately greeted by loud and cheery hugs from two girls probably a couple years younger than barou gushing about the cute guy he brought home. they soon bombarded you with questions about your relationship that you could barely comprehend from how overwhelming their excitement got. you didn’t even have a chance to take your shoes off. eventually barou had to pull them off of you.

oh that type of overbearing. got it! seems like meeting the family won’t be too bad after all.

michael kaiser

you and kaiser sat at the table for four at some fancy restaurant you haven’t even heard of. the two seats at the other side of the table were empty. you could feel the anticipation and tension in the air as kaiser wasn’t wearing his usual self-assured expression.

“kaiser, are you sure i should be here?” you felt yourself getting more and more nervous the longer you waited. “i mean you haven’t seen your parents since you were a baby and i don’t think me being here will help.”

kaiser looked at you with an uncharacteristic expression of worry on his face. “what do you mean? i really need you here right now.” he placed his hand on top of yours and squeezed it. then some frustration he kept inside of him resurfaced on his face. “those two bastards basically abandoned their own son and now all of a sudden they want to ‘reconnect’ with me, when i’m way more successful than they could ever be?” he scoffed, “yeah right.”

he sighed as he glared at the two empty seats in front of him. “i don’t think i can do this on my own.”

“yeah don’t worry. i’ll stay right here.” you squeezed his hand in return, “i just hope they won’t say anything weird about our relationship. after all, i only know bad things about them so who knows what they’ll say about you, their son, being with another man.”

he sneered, “is that what you’ve been worried about this whole time? who cares what they think about you, my darling? if i’m right and they’re only here to leech off my success, then we’ll just leave and i’ll never have to speak to them again.”

you sighed and smiled at him, “yeah you’re right. well ideally i hope you’re not because i do wish for you to have a nice relationship with your family. but either way, i guess it’ll turn out ok.”

a moment after you said that, an older couple that shared kaiser’s features sat down in front of you two.

kunigami rensuke

kunigami hung up the phone after a one hour conversation. "my parents just called and they said they wanna meet you soon."

"wait what?!” you started getting worried. “they do? are you sure we should do this?”

"yeah why not?” he sat down on the couch right next to you, “they'll love you."

“your parents know you’re dating a guy, right?”

“they don’t yet. they kinda assumed i’m in a relationship and said they wanted to meet my partner but don’t worry it’ll be chill.”

your face dropped and you immediately panicked. “what? you haven’t told them?!”

“no but they’ll be more than ok with it.” he shrugged like it was the most casual thing he could say, “i’ve brought guys home before.”

“you have!?”

“yeah?" he looked at you like he had absolutely no clue as to why you're so surprised. "my parents know i date men.”

“they do!?”

“ah shit. i must’ve forgotten to tell you. i’m already out to my family. have been for a while actually.”

“ah i see.” you sighed and leaned back down onto the cushions, calming down from the anxiety and confusion, “that makes a lot more sense now.” however that was soon replaced with annoyance.

“oh you asshole!” you threw one of the couch pillows at his head. “you had me freaking over nothing.”

he laughed as he grabbed the pillow from his face, “i’m sorry babe! it just slipped my mind.”

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gilyoungroach · 2 months

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(screenshot because im dumb lols thank u smmm @soulreapin )

Keith hated missions on humid planets. Especially ones with environments similar to that of Earth's jungles. Sure, he lived in the desert for most of his life, but the desert air was light and dry on most days. Jungles on the other hand were sweaty and moist, the atmosphere weighing heavier than he could bear.

He extended his bayard towards a bush of foliage as he heard a loud groan behind him. It was obvious who it was as he was alone with the last person he'd ever want to be trapped in a moist forest doing physical labor along side.

"I'm dying over hereeee!" The paladin moaned as he dragged his feet through overgrown roots.

Keith snarled in his direction, "We have no choice Lance, just get over it." He felt the same way as the boy, the thick atmosphere really getting to him and pulling at his last strands of patience.

"Keith why can't we go back and play it off as if we came up short!"

"Because this is a mission. Now, help me cut through these damn bushes."

Keith turned back towards the plants that were oozing strange goo more and more with each swipe of his blade. He could pick up small mutterings from behind him--most likely Lance mocking him.

Shoving his arm under a large leaf, parting it to the side he took a step forward but paused when he heard Lance take in a large breath.

"Shiro said to keep our armor on." He reminded sternly, turning to look back at the blue paladin.

Lance groaned as he dropped his helmet to his side, arms resting on his hips. "Can't you give me a break? I'm suffocating in this thing!"

Keith furrowed his brows at how disobedient Lance was being. He could ruin the entire mission with how selfishly reckless he was acting. It wasn't like he was the only one dying. All of the paladins were parted throughout the alien jungle, searching for a strange mineral that the citizens swore was enchanted.

"That's too bad. Put it back on bef-" His scolding was interrupted by a loud yelp.

Lance clapped his gloved hand on the back of his neck as he dropped down to his knees, bayard falling to the floor as well.

"Lance! You idiot what's wrong!?" Keith moved away from the plant he was stabbing, kneeling to Lance's side. The boy had he head dropped down as he groaned.

"I- I don't...something bit.."

Keith resisted the urge to slap himself in the face in annoyance, overwhelmed by concern for the fallen paladin.

"Shiro! Lance was bit by something get over here!" He spoke into the coms, voice filled with worry.

It took a few moments before Shiro's voice buzzed back. "That child..I told you guys to keep your armor on! I'm on my way over with Pidge."

Keith grabbed Lance by his shoulders. "The others are coming. Does it hurt?" The boy didn't respond so he continued, "Lance!" He shook his body.

"Quit shaking me.." Lance looked up at his worried face. "I'm.."

Lance's eyes went from slack to splaying as wide as physically possible. There was a purple trace to his dark brown eyes. Keith waited for him to continue speaking but he just stared as if Keith's face was the only thing left in the world.

"Lance?" Keith spoke, "Are you there?"

Lance visibly gulped as he raised a hand to Keith's face. He wanted to shift away but something in his chest kept him grounded.

"Keith.."

"Lance?"

Lance leaned forward as he let out raspily, "I wanna kiss you." His eyes flitted down to Keith's lips.

Keith's eyebrows shot to his hairline, now painfully aware of their lack of proximity and Lance's burning palm on his cheek. The boy's proclamation left him speechless, and yet he didn't pull away, as if he had been waiting for this moment for his entire life.

He knew deep down he would have swapped spit with Lance at that moment, in the humid alien jungle. He would have thrown his helmet off completely disregarding the possible dangers; He would have done it if it wasn't for the sudden voices from the other paladins' interruption.

"Keith! Lance!" Shiro's voice rang from behind them, and Keith shoved the suddenly love stricken boy away with a careless amount of force.

"What's wrong with Lance?" Pidges question directed all of the paladins' gaze towards the boy who was sprawled out on the floor.

"I don't know.." Keith answered, the blush conquering his face hidden by his helmet.

Shiro squatted down by Lance, lifting him up by the shoulders. "Where was he bitten?" He asked, not looking away from Lance.

Lance on the other hand, was staring at Keith. Their eyes meeting the moment he sat up.

"Earth to Keith..." Pidge spoke, waving her hand in front of his face.

"Oh, he had his hand covering the left side of his neck."

Shiro nodded, investigating the bite. It was a glowing purple, a concerning color for a wound as it could be the sign of a strange alien venom. "We should get him to the castle. Maybe Coran knows what it is." He said as he lifted Lance up, arm over his shoulder.

Lance, ignoring Shiro's aid, threw himself towards Keith like a damsel in distress. All of the paladins had the same reaction--utter confusion.

"Okay, what the fuck?" Pidge spoke first as she watched Lance basically koala himself onto the brooding teen.

Keith sputtered out a response as he held Lance in his arms. "I don't know he's been acting like this since he got bit.." As if Lance acting like this wasn't enough, him acting like this in front of all of their friends.

After many unsuccessful attempts at prying Lance off of Keith, many of which almost ended in someone getting bit, they decided it was best to leave Lance draped over him.

They walked back in silence--well almost silence, because the entire treck back to the castle consisted in Lance whispering sweet nothings into his ear.

"You're skin is so pretty I wanna bite it.."

"Thanks." Keith coughed out.

"I wanna hold your hands, I love your hands they're so large and your fingers are so long..I wanna see them-"

"Lance." Keith sputtered, face growing hotter with each comment.

Pidge stared back at them in disgust and a twinge of the urge to puke everywhere. "What kind of bug even does this?"

"It's a love bug!' Coran spoke enthusiastically.

The paladins were sitting at a table waiting for Coran's deduction--most at least. Lance sat in Keith's lap, arms slung desperately over his shoulders. They had left their armor in their hangers, so Keith's red face was left mercilessly on show.

Shiro eyed him with pity, "How long until the effects wear off?"

"That my dear paladins, I cannot answer."

"Why not!?" Keith spat out, his heart rushing faster at the idea of Lance being in love with him for an unknown amount of time, even more so because he had found himself almost liking the new affection.

"Yea! Why not!?" Lance yelled as well, most likely not understanding at all but following whatever Keith had said.

Coran sighed, "The Love Bug changes from plantary system to planatary system, there's no rhyme or reason behind their attributes. We'll unfortunately have to wait."

"So we're waiting until bite to wears off or until Keith dies of embrassment?" Pidge joked, "My votes are on Keith's early demise."

She glanced at Hunk, waiting for him to join in on the lighthearted poking, but instead, his eyes were focused on the blue paladin that was struck by an alien's cupid arrow. His face was cringing painfully with each move Lance made on Keith, as if a guilt was punching him in the gut.

Lance reached a hand up to Keith's jaw, pushing it to face him. "Where are you looking? I'm over here handsome." He purred with a smirked.

Keith felt like puking, not because he was disgusted but because Lance's entire being, every gesture, every love struck smirk, every dilation of his pupil once Keith made eye contact with him, was causing his stomach to flip and flood with butterflies.

"Lance you-"

The love struck boy suddenly craned his face up, landing a huge smooch on Keith's chin, and then another on his cheek.

If smoke could physically burst from his ears, it would have with how much heat Keith's face was producing. His brain spun uselessly as he let Lance pepper more and more small kisses on his face and neck.

"Lance!" Shiro yelled, pushing up from his chair. Pidge started dying with laughter, and to her left, Hunk let out the loudest, stressfilled sigh a human could possibly produce.

Quarantine hadn't boded well. They had all mutually agreed to lock Lance in his room until the bug's venom left his system, but it resulted in him wailing for Keith as he pounded and clawed at his bedroom door. It would have been cruel to leave him alone any longer, and with Keith's consent, he was let free.

But Keith was gravely reconsidering the decision as the moment he was out, he latched onto his arm, whispering drunk words once again.

Keith retreated to the training area. He couldn't stand the other paladins watching Lance act like an idiot, especially when Keith was the victim of his idiocy.

"I want to touch you again, please." He begged from his spot on the training deck floor. Keith had forced him to sit down a few hours ago as he set up.

Keith almost got stabbed in the stomach, completely thrown off guard by Lance's pleas. "Lance you can't say that when I'm training. You can't say that ever!" He snarled as he sliced into the metallic abdomin of the training bot, it decomposed into a hologram as the castle announced the next stage.

"But I love you!"

The robots acended from the floor as Keith held his sword firmly, his grip tightening til his fingers turned white. "Lance. Shut up."

"I can't help the way I feel!"

'Yea, because of that damn poison,' he thought in response, charging at the attack simulation.

"Please I just wanna feel your lips on mine! I wanna hold your hand, and hug your waist until the end of time! I wanna-"

"Lance." Keith spoke with ragged breaths, his face covered with an embarrassing red, "Please, shut up."

The castles automated voice silenced Lance's light footsteps, Keith hadn't even realized Lance was walking towards him until he felt warm lips on the back of his neck, revealed by his tied up hair.

A strange concoction of mirth and anxiety shivered up his spine as he spun around to face Lance. "You- I- Stop doing that!" He cupped the back of his sweaty neck that was tingling from Lance's touch.

The night didn't go well either. Once again, putting Lance in his room caused a tantrum and destruction so alternatively, Keith let him spend the night it his room.

Another decision that he regretted as the monent he slipped into bed, Lance jumped in with him, arms circling his waist. "Lance, I told you to sleep on the floor."

"How can I sleep so far away from you? It physically wounds me to be apart when you're within my reach."

"..Whatever." He huffed out, shoving his blushing face into his pillow.

Lance pulled their bodies closer together, shoving his face into Keith's slightly damp hair. (He had also asked to take a shower together, but Keith fervently refused the offer) His arms enclosed him, hands teasing the hem of his shirt. Keith felt a scream bubble in his throat but he swallowed it down.

"Sweet dreams my samurai.." Lance spoke with a soft voice as he put his lips on his shoulder one final time before passing out.

Keith, on the other hand, remained awake the entire night, staring at his dark wall until his eyes unfocused. Consciously aware of every movement the boy behind him was making, every breath that hit his nape, every sleeping nuzzle into his hair.

How could he sleep when a man he apparently is criminally attracted to was glued to his back?

The morning came both too soon and took way too long to approach. Keith's eyes throbbed from the lack of sleep, but all the pain went numb when he heard a small grunt from behind him. Lance rose from the bed, rubbing his eyes.

"What..." He slowly grumbled out, his voice a thousand octives deeper from drowsiness. His hands slowly came down from rubbing his face as he eyes shot open, head craning painfully slowly to Keith. "I-"

Keith shoved him off the bed, face red as a tomato. He winced when he heard a loud thump as Lance made contact with the floor.

"Ugh....Keith! What the hell man!?"

He was obviously back to normal.

"Why am I-" He was about to ask but suddenly interrupted himself, "Oh my god..."

Keith watched his slow approach to realization from atop his bed. His face grew even redder as the boy came to remember his mistakes from the past day.

"Keith, oh my god..." Lance's face was matching pigment of blood rushing red, his hands coming up to cover his features. "Fuck oh my god I'm- I'm so sorry."

Keith didn't know how to react. Cry? Laugh? Punch him in the face? All of the above?

Lance stood to his feet as he started pacing around the small room. "Shit. Fuck. Jesus.."

If Shiro was in the room he would have told him to watch his language, but he wasn't. It was just Keith and Lance, alone, left to deal with the aftermath of a strange love potion.

"I don't know what came over me, I just saw you and felt all of my urges lose rationality, the need to hold you, kiss you, touch you, they just exploded! Fuck I didn't mean to, I know you wanted none of that I'm so sorry. You can punch me if you want, actually you don't even need to I'll just eject myself into space-"

"Lance. It's...It's okay." Keith interrupted his spiraling rant, "I didn't...I didn't even hate it...that much.." He admitted, hiding his face with his gloved hand.

"You- I-"

"I'm saying I like you idiot. If anyone should be sorry it's me. I- I took advantage of you when you couldn't even control yourself..." Keith replied, ashamed of his actions.

Lance walked towards him, caging him between his arms as he pointed a long finger back and forth between them. "You. Me. You-"

"I'm sorry.."

Lance laughed, eyes scarily wide open as he tugged on Keith's shirt, connecting their lips together, "I- Fuck I like you too.."

Keith let out a laugh in utter disbelief. "What?"

"I've liked you since I saw that shitty mullet at the Garrison." He laughed again, physically on cloud nine.

"Kiss me again, do it before I throw you." Keith grinned, and before he could continue Lance tackled him, lips crashing into eachother.

The End byebye

>3<

#klance #love bug au? in 2024? I think yes #vld

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propertyofkylar · 5 months

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So I think I remember a post saying Whitney would be a good dad but not a 100% sure on kids. If Pc wants something they have to beg.

Yeah so this idea was born..and God is it horny

I'm dehydrated for this man what can I say...

Whitney making pc beg on camera to knock them up.

"You want my kids? Then fucking beg for it slut."

cg i hate this omg...why would you send this to mee...so fucking nasty and

cw: breeding kink, degradation kinda, m!whitney xf!pc

You were giggling as Whitney walked you down the quiet street, drunk after another Sunday night spent at the pub. You had survived in that you had taken every drink your boyfriend had offered you while being subjected to his touch, but unfortunately, it was a hollow victory, because now you were just drunk and horny.

"I love you, Whitney," you slurred, almost toppling over. "Wanna be with you. Wanna have your babies..."

Whitney stopped so suddenly that you stumbled forward, his arm still around your waist the only thing keeping you from falling flat on your face. "What did you just say?"

"Mm?" The cogs of your drunken mind turned slowly as you tried to remember what was going on. But the realization of what you had just said made you sober up pretty quickly. "Oh. I, um. Nothing...?"

Whitney was glaring at you know and you were half-afraid that he would ditch you in the middle of the street. "No, slut. That's not what you said. You said you wanted to have my babies."

You felt your face flush and you quickly turned your head away, but Whitney gripped your chin firmly and made you look at him. There was an indescribable look in his eyes.

"I didn't mean it," you said. "It was just..." but you weren't sure how to finish that.

"Well, my slut always gets what she wants, right?" Whitney wrapped a hand around your wrist and started tugging you, but in the opposite direction of the orphanage. Your mind was still too hazy to argue. "Come on."

Figuring fighting would end up being worse, you went along with him as he cut through an alley. It dawned on you that Whitney was taking you to his place. What was going on?

You didn't dare to speak as you kept walking and eventually he pulled you into his house and into his bedroom, kicking the door closed behind him. Now that you could see him in the light, you noticed his face was red and his chest was heaving. "Say it again," he said.

You took a few steps backward, stumbling when the back of your legs hit his bed. Whitney leered above you and you avoided his eyes. "I--I don't--" you stammered.

"You're lying," he murmured, pinning your wrists above your head. Your breathing sped up. "Say it again. Say what you said out there again."

You squeezed your eyes shut. "I--I want you to knock me up," you said quickly. "I want you to impregnate me."

A flash of light made you open your eyes. Whitney was still hovering over you, and the hand not holding your wrists was now holding his phone. "More," he whispered.

Unfortunately, you were still a little drunk, and definitely still horny, and both of these things were taking over the rational part of your brain. "I want you to fuck me raw. I want you to cum inside me. Please."

Whitney let go of your wrists and practically pounced on top of you, his hand slipping beneath your waistband and in between your legs. "You're so fucking wet, slut," he breathed. "Had no idea you were into this. You really are such a slut."

You couldn't help it and whimpered in response. "I want--I want--" you tried to speak, but his touch was overwhelming.

"What do you want?" Whitney said teasingly, his phone camera still trained on you. "If you want my kids, then beg for it, slut."

He pinched your clit and you yelped. "Fuck me! Please, Whitney!"

Whitney flashed you a devious smirk and yanked down his pants, his cock already flushed and dripping precum. "All you had to do was ask, slut."

He pulled down your pants too and rubbed his cock through your folds briefly before sliding into your wet pussy with ease. Whitney let out a low groan as he did so and it didn't escape notice that he hadn't bothered with a condom.

"Fuck, slut, you feel so good," he moaned as he thrust into you.

You couldn't form an answer - the situation at hand combined with his previous ministrations at the pub meant you were already close.

"You want me to cum inside you, don't you?" Whitney said as his hips sped up, his hand coming to rub your clit. "To fill you up? You would love it if I knocked you up right now, wouldn't you?"

All you could do was moan and nod. "Whit--please--" you managed.

Then, with a cry, you climaxed on his cock.

Whitney barked out a laugh in disbelief. "That's all it took? Seriously? Such a fucking slut," he shook his head and leaned in, pressing kisses to your neck. "Beg for me."

You whined, squirming under his assault. "I want...you to cum inside me. Please. Knock me up."

His breathing was growing heavier and you knew that he was close to finishing, too. "Say it again."

"Please, Whitney," you groaned. "I want you to fill me up."

And with a final slam of his hips, he came, doing just as you had asked.

For a moment, the two of you just stared at each other, breathing heavily. The intensity of everything was hitting you, and you suddenly felt very self-conscious.

But when you tried to get up, Whitney held you back, instead flipping you so that you were on top of him.

"Where do you think you're going?" Whitney asked, sliding his hand back between your thighs. "You don't expect to get pregnant from just one load, do you?"

#i didnt think i was gonna write this today but i was possessed #degrees of lewdity #dol #whitney the bully #dol whitney #whitney x reader #writing #probably ooc but i have a nasty breeding kink and need to force it upon the world #ty

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tired-teacher-blog · 1 year

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Bonjour 💫, I hope this is not adding to a moutain of stuff you have to do but I do remember something that I thought was fun 🌺 And for once it's fluff lmao unless you wanna spice it lol which is fine 😂

Basically Y/n coming to her ( / their ) boyfriend and give them flowers. My favorite characters are too much lol and I don't want to overwhelm putting them all but just to show them ( Izuku, Katsuki, Shoto, Denki, Kirishima, Tamaki, Itoshi, Neito, Dabi, Tomura ) but let's just go for the colorful ones because it's a LOT 😂 ( Our boys are the same age as in the season 6 but now I'm thinking that people are not monir anymore and I too 😂 canon personnality because it's cool 💎 )

As awlays no pressure and take your time ( only if you want to write )

Bonsoir ma belle 😘 how about all of them? It was a challenge I'm not gonna lie 😂 I was mainly afraid of repeating myself so I kept going back to reread what I've written so something like that wouldn't happen. I kept their personalities as canon as possible (like I usually do) but I changed a tiny something here, which is their age. I know you requested their canon age but tbh I'm more comfortable making them older (with the exception of Dabi and Shiggy who are already 20+ years old) but you won't really notice the difference so I hope this is fine.

For you

Characters : Bakugo/ Shouto/ Izuku/ Shinsou/ Amajiki/ kaminari/ Kirishima/ Monoma/ Dabi/ Shigaraki/ Fem reader

Genre : Fluff/ Suggestive in a few parts/ imagines

Please do not read if you're a minor

Masterlist|Second Masterlist

Bakugo :

_ "What's this?" he sounded a bit confused while eying the bouquet you held in your arms.

_ "This is for you, here." you pushed the beautifully selected blooms against his chest and offered him an equally beautiful smile.

_ "Yeah but, what's the occasion?" you were practically able to see the wheels turning in his head as he tried to remember what he could have missed.

Was it his birthday? Valentine's day? Your anniversary? No, it was none of them.

_ "There is this cute little flower shop on my way home, and it sells the most beautiful roses so I wanted to surprise you with this." you seemed incredibly bashful as your head hung low, wondering if he actually hated them, or if he would give you one of his usual snarky remarks.

Your self confidence dropped to the ground in an instant, and you seriously considered playing it off as a joke, however..

_ "You're really cute you know that?" did he really mean those words?

He held the bouquet in one hand and used the other to gently lift your chin up and place a soft peck on your flushed cheek, "I love them, thank you so much beautiful," he murmured faintly, lips gliding along your skin until they reached your smiling ones, "kiss," was his sole warning to you, before stealing your breath away with a deep passionate liplock.

Shouto :

_ "For me?" he blinked innocently, tilting his head to the side.

_ "Yeah! Do you like it?" you were practically jumping in excitement as you watched him hugging the bouquet to his chest.

_ "I do, of course I do, it's from you after all." he replied with a smile as he grabbed your hand and pulled you closer to him.

He did not demand further explanation, didn't need to, he was just happy to receive something as beautiful from you.

His mismatched irises gazed into yours for a moment, a gaze full of love and appreciation, one that you returned with the same sentiments they reflected.

All he wanted at that moment was to kiss you, to feel your warmth against himself, -and so he did- leaning in slowly to capture your anticipating lips.

It was soft, almost as soft as the delicate petals of those beautiful roses you brought for him, and you got lost in it at once.. lost in him.

_ "I'm so happy you liked them Shouto," you breathed out shakily before kissing him again, a gentle peck on the tip of his nose, bringing out that adorable chuckle you loved so much.

_ "I would love anything from you sweetheart."

Kirishima :

"Hi babe, how was your day tell me! I'll be home a bit later than expected today as well and I'll bring food with me so just relax until I'm there. I love you."

You reread his text and sighed in despair as you gazed at the beautiful roses you picked out for him. He's been working long hours lately and it's been affecting him greatly, but even in the midst of it all, he still made sure to call and text you throughout the day to make sure you're doing well.

You wanted to do something nice for him, to try and alleviate the stress he must be feeling lately which is why you purchased that beautiful bouquet as you wished to see that bright smile on his face while presenting it to him, "I have to see him now." you were determined, and couldn't possibly wait until he comes home, so you decided to surprise him instead.

You drove back to his agency, accompanied by a warm meal that you made in a jiffy, in addition to your special little gift..

You knocked on his door after asking his assistant not to notify him of your presence since you wanted to surprise him.

_ "Yeah come in." your heart dropped hearing how tired he sounded, but you kept your smile for him nonetheless.

_ "Is this a bad time Mr Kirishima?" your cheerful voice came as soon as you opened the door, and those were the only words you could utter before being engulfed in his arms.

It happened in a flash that all you could do was allow him to hold and kiss you all over your face.

_ "Alright alright let me breathe Eijiro!" you couldn't control your giggles as you pretended to suffocate in his strong hold.

_ "I'm sorry gorgeous, I'm just so happy to see you." and it wasn't until then that he took notice of what you were carrying.

_ "Oh yeah, I brought dinner and.. something else." you couldn't control your nerves as you handed him the bouquet, taking advantage of the food packs in your hand to change the subject, "oh, so guess what's for dinner!"

_ "This is for me? You brought this for me?" he was clearly not talking about food as his bright eyes admired the bouquet.

_ "Do you like them? You deserve so much more Eijiro." you kissed his cheek and watched as his smile grew wider.

_ "I'm the happiest man alive because you're mine."

Izuku :

You were excited the whole way home as you kept imagining his reaction to your little gift. He would be a blushing mess, -that part was already guaranteed- but what would he say?

_ Y/n.. you brought those, for.. for me?" you guessed right, he was in fact timid as he nervously held the bouquet in his arms.

_ "What do you think of it Izuku? Do you like it? I just wanted to do something nice for you." and at that moment, he wasn't the only one blushing, since the same soft pink shade that was dusting his cheeks duplicated itself onto your own as you spoke.

_ "What.. of course I love them! They're beautiful! I just can't believe you thought of me that much.." he looked adorable as he attempted to hide his face behind the bouquet.

You took a step closer and tried to move the roses -separating you from each other- away, so you could look at him clearly.

You were tempted to fluster him a bit more, as you placed a small peck on his quivering jaw, and another on his heated cheek, "I just wanted to see this cute look on your face Izuku." you murmured faintly, lips caressing his skin and ghosting over his own.

_ "That's mean. Still, I love your gift and I'm about to show you just how grateful I am." and with that, his cute bashful demeanor was instantly replaced with a primal desire that sent blissful goosebumps all over your body.

Hitoshi :

_ "Hitoshi! Are you home?" you called out for your boyfriend as soon as you stepped into your apartment, hoping he would show up and tell you that he's been waiting for you.

And he did, emerging from the bathroom all wet and steamy, wearing nothing but a towel that hung low around his waist. And for a moment you forgot how to speak as your eyes studied his flexing muscles.

_ "Welcome home babe! Oh, what's that you're holding?" he approached you casually, unaware of the indecent thoughts dancing in your head, but you somehow snapped back to your senses and replied quickly.

_ "These are for you, no particular reason I just wanted to get you something pretty." your eyes were locked on the delicate roses as you did not trust the blush threatening to creep up your face.

_ "Something pretty huh? Well I already have you," he spoke suggestively, placing an arm around your waist and pulling you flush against him, forcing the bouquet to squish between your bodies.

_ "Hitoshi, stop it." you meant to scold him for paying little attention to the roses you picked so carefully for him, but your words came out in a little whine that amused the man in front of you.

_ "I'm sorry, but you're so fun to tease," his chuckles were muffled against your forehead as he kissed you gently before moving back to gaze into your eyes, "I really love them sweetheart, you never cease to surprise me."

Shigaraki :

You tiptoed your way out of his room after leaving something unexpected on his bed, you didn't know how he would react to your gift, and didn't dare hand it to him personally so you left it in his room secretly when he wasn't looking.

_ "Y/n, what are you doing here? Were you looking for me?" his voice startled you but you faked nonchalance as you giggled nervously.

_ "Yeah I was.. but it's nothing! I'll see you later." you tried to flee the scene but he was a lot faster than you were, grasping your arm and pinning you in place.

_ "What's the matter y/n? Is everything okay?" he studied your face and awaited a response that never came, "alright come with me."

He dragged you along into his room and closed the door behind you two, and before he could turn around to face you, something strange caught his attention.

_ "Are those.. roses?" he was confused for a moment, brows knitted as he tried to comprehend, until finally everything started making sense in his head, "oh, so that's why you were acting weird huh?"

You gritted your teeth and braced yourself for a scolding or a mockery, but what came instead left you wide eyed and speechless.

_ "They smell really good, I like them." he declared with a smile, holding the colorful blooms in his arms.

You were still quiet, wondering if that wasn't just a figment of your imagination, until you felt his rough palm caressing your cheek, "thank you darling, they're beautiful."

Amajiki :

You giggled softly, leaning against the doorframe and watching him sleep peacefully.

It has been hectic for him lately, with more night shifts added to his already cramped schedule, leaving him with minimal time to relax and even lesser to be with you.

You missed each other too much that even the regular phone calls were no longer enough for either of you, but today was a rare day off for him, one that you decided to take full advantage of.

_ "Tamaki, can you hear me sweetheart?" you felt a little bad for interrupting his well needed shut eye, but you honestly wanted to see and talk to him.

He groaned against his pillow, still unaware of your presence, until you sat down by his side and caressed his bare shoulder.

_ "Tamaki, can you open your eyes for a moment baby?" you whispered your plea and leaned in to kiss his warm skin.

_ "Y/n, hi sweetie.." he slurred a reply while rubbing the sleep from his eyes and blinking repeatedly until you came into focus.

He looked so cute that you couldn't help kissing his pouty lips, "I'm sorry for waking you Tamaki but I promise this won't take long, I just want to give you something and I couldn't wait until later."

_ "What.. yes of course, what is it?" he sat up -still a bit confused- but something in your lap caught his attention, it was a gorgeous bouquet you specifically went out earlier to buy.

_ "This is for you, I hope you like it," you averted your gaze and bit down on your lip nervously, "you have been down lately because of work so I wanted to make you.. smile."

You felt his hand on yours, squeezing lightly, "you did this for me?" and it was barely above a whisper.

You nodded slowly, finally turning around to face him, and placed the beautiful blossoms on the nightstand next to him before standing back up and preparing to leave, "that was all, you can go back to sleep now and I'll wake you up when dinner is ready."

_ "Don't go!" he grabbed your arm and pulled you down again, "stay with me, and don't worry about food, we'll order something later."

You couldn't say 'no' to him, not when he was looking at you with those big hopeful eyes.

You slipped underneath the covers with him, burying your face in the crook of his neck and relaxing in his hold.

_ "Thank you they're beautiful, just like you."

Dabi :

_ "What part of me makes you think that I'm a flower boy?" he looked unimpressed, crossing his arms over his chest as he spoke.

You knew he would react in that exact same way when you decided to buy him roses on your way to see him, so why were you hurt by his words then?

_ "Yeah I know, sorry.. you can throw them away or burn them or whatever." you placed the bouquet on his couch and took a deep breath as you tried to ignore the sharp sting in your heart.

He was right though, roses? For him? The more you thought about it the dumber you felt, so honestly, you were the one to blame..

_ "I'm sorry Touya, let's forget about this," you feigned a smile as you approached him again, "so how was your day? Anything interesting?" you were on the verge of tears as you desperately tried to change the subject, but he saw right through you.

His eyes moved between your pained expression and the forgotten roses that he finally decided to pick up, "these aren't that bad I guess." in reality, he hated them, he hated how disgustingly bright and delicate they were, but what he hated the most was being the reason of your dejection, so if accepting them would bring back your smile, then so be it.

You were so easy to read, so simple to fool and for some reason, the twinkle illuminating your eyes, and the smile reappearing on your face after hearing his words, warmed his heart and relieved him.

So maybe you weren't the only fool there, maybe he was one too, a fool for you.

Monoma :

_ "Oh, these are for me?" he expressed smugly while that usual annoying smirk -that you loved so much- was plastered across his face, "well I guess I deserve them right?" and there it was, that obnoxious laugh again.

_ "Come on don't be a jerk, I knew this was a bad idea," you shook your head and crossed your arms over your chest as you started regretting what you've done, "everyone said I could do better, but I picked you instead." you tried as much as you could to keep a straight face and stifle your laughter.

_ "Of course you did gorgeous, I'm the best of them."

He's a conceited self-centered asshole, so bringing him a gift with no particular occasion would only boost his arrogance. You knew that, but you still wanted to do something nice for him because even a jerk like him still made you happy, he's the love of your life after all.

_ "Yeah yeah I get it." you still feigned annoyance, but deep down you were actually amused.

_ "I'm sorry sweetheart, come here," his chuckles resumed as he dragged you close, nuzzling your neck and breathing in your scent, "hmm.. sweet," his lips lingered there, right above your pulse, and his free arm pulled you even closer to his chest while the other one held the bouquet, "they're beautiful and I love them, thank you love." and that was a rare moment of humbleness that he only dares to show you because you're the one who owns his heart.

Denki :

_ "Yes! Die you bastard! If you think you've got a chance against Chargebolt then you're clearly dreaming!" his loud shouts reached the outside of your shared apartment where you stood, and you let out a knowing chuckle before opening the front door and walking in.

Your days off are usually lazy, warm and cozy, and it's a nice change of pace from your usual stressful lives as pro heroes, which is why you two prefer to spend that precious free time doing typical ordinary things.

_ "I'm back honey!" you called out for him as you placed your shopping bags at the entrance, except for one thing that you kept holding in your arms.

He clearly couldn't hear you due to all of the infernal shooting and explosions coming from the game he was focused on, so you called again and this time it worked.

_ "Oh! Y/n you're back sweetheart!" he seemed like a little puppy who's excited for his owner's return, throwing his game console away and running up to you, "did you have a good time with the girls? I missed you so much! You were gone for so long!" yes, a little puppy.

He was so happy to see you that he failed to notice the colourful roses you held in your arms, until you pushed the fragrant blooms to his chest with a smile, "I'm sorry for being late, here is an apology gift." it was merely an excuse so you would see that sparkle in his eyes.

_ "These are amazing!" he took them off your hands, peppering your cheeks, nose and forehead with sweet little kisses, "you're the best y/n," was what he whispered to you before finally connecting your lips.

@moumouton4

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indouloureux · 2 years

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Hello! Love your writing! Could I please request a fic?

I had this idea when I was at a music festival this weekend. Eddie x fem reader go to a big rock music festival and somehow get split up and Eddie is panicking, reader is scared, angsty but ends in lots of fluff 😊

hi! thank u so much and thank u for requesting <3

eddie's panicking.

one minute he's got your hand in his, singing with the crowd and getting your eardrums blown with the gigantic speakers, the next he's surging through the crowd in search for you.

he promised to never let go of your hand, knowing how rough and overwhelming the people can be when a certain song comes up. especially now that it's metal — not even a calm fleetwood mac concert. it's fucking judas priest. people headbang and punch and push and they wouldn't even consider to hinder their violence at the sight of a girl.

at the sight of you.

so he pushes people away, who took his roughness as common rough play. eddie stood on his tiptoes, his heart hammering wildly at his chest that thumps itself to the rhythmic beat of deafening drums and howling voices.

and you're scared. ducking between people who'd been kind enough to move out of your way, almost being punched by metalheads, your eyes meeting some of the new ones who looked confused and just as frightened as you are at the brutal hedonism. you cover your ears with your hands, your feet crunching the fallen snacks and slamming on beer puddles.

you miss eddie already. and you curse him. because he let go of your hand, even for a split second, and suddenly you're on the other side of the crowd, far from where you both situated yourselves. there's already a bruise forming on your arms, feel their elbows dig deep onto your skin as they sing and yell to... you forgot the title. but you know that eddie sings it every morning.

but finally, eddie sees the familiar wisps of hair on top of your head that had been disarrayed. he sees you turn your head in random directions, your eyes wide with panic and bottom lip jutted out, head snapping to the ground where you watch something walk pass you that he thinks is a child.

he's more violent with his push now, compensating it with short repetitive "sorries," making his way faster to you until he reaches out to grab gently but firmly at your elbow.

you yell, startled, whipping your head at your boyfriend who looks at you with a relieved half smile, his hand slithering up to massage your bruising bicep. you deflate a little, turning to him. "eddie,"

"where've you gone too, babe?" he yells slightly, leaning closer. "you scared me!"

"you're the one that dropped my hand!" you scold him. "then people started pushing in and then suddenly i'm...here,"

"i'm sorry," his hand moves to your back so he's pushing you to his chest, wrapping his arms around your trembling frame to shield you. eddie presses his lips on top of your head, looking around cautiously, and he feels you breathe deeply into his chest. "sorry for letting you go. i was looking for your water. here,"

he only pulls an arm away so he can take your water from the inside of his jacket, tucked between his bicep and his torso. you take the bottle from him, unscrewing the cap and drinking it. eddie puts his vacant hand on the back of your head, watching as your eyes close and your throat bob as the water travels.

"thank you," he takes it from you, tucking it back from where he kept it. "please don't do that again,"

"i promise," you kiss his hand, placing it on your chest. "wanna watch the concert in my car? i found a nice parking spot."

but he's already guiding you through the crowd before he even heard your answer, knowing how protective he is. eddie's rubbing the bruises on your arms. "sure," you say. you don't really have a choice, but you don't mind.

#eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson angst #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fanfiction

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lemonmaid · 1 year

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Type of drinks and food they order from Starbucks!

Warnings: None!

Riddle Rosehearts : Royal English Breakfest Tea Lattle with brown sugar and a Red Velvet Loaf.

When he doesn't (when he is lazy) want to eat at Heartslabyul and have tea with others, he will stop by and get something small to take to class. Basic tea and a sweet loaf.

"Are you okay Riddle?".

"Yeah, am just overwhelmed. I need something fast and simple just to get the day over with".

"Is it that type of day already?".

"Yes, you can blame that duo of yours".

"Do you want shared custody?".

"If they keep waking me up in the middle of the night. Yes".

Leona Kingscholar : White Mocha with raspberry syrup and an Impossible Breakfest Sandwich

Listen when this man got the Impossible sandwich he thought it was a regular sausage sandwich, he still does, don't tell him he is eating vegan meat.

I also feel like he doesn't drink a lot of coffee, it's like a once-a-month thing for him when he is feeling peckish.

"White Mocha today Leona?".

"Yeah... I forgot that we have a pop quiz today in Trein's class".

"Oh shit, is that today?".

"Yes, also can you get me that sandwich that Ruggie always brings me?".

"Yeah, the impossible?".

"Yes that... also what's in it? What makes it "impossible"?".

"Uhhhh".

Azul Ashengrotto : Americano adds four shots and the Mushrooms & Kale egg bites.

This man loves those disgusting americanos, even more disgusting he keeps adding shots, he is business savvy and has to stay awake to deal with the Leech twins shit.

"Sir, I really don't feel comfortable giving this drink to you..."

"Why?"

"Because this is your third Grande Americano with four extra shots...... it already has four.... You've basically had 24 shots of expresso..."

Kalim Al-Asim : anything from tic tok and a Tomato & Mozzarella on Focaccia

This man is the type of customer who just shows a picture in the batista face.

"CAN I HAVE THIS??".

"Umm yeah, is Jamil okay with you coming here to drink? You know assassination? I could poison your drink right now".

"Psh it's fine, besides I've heard this drink is basically Neapolitan ice cream! But i wonder what Jamil would want.."

"Probably a shot-in-the-dark".

Vil Schoenheit : Chocolate Cream Cold Brew and a Feta Wrap

I feel like he doesn't really like sweet drinks "too much sugar", so he gets something bland but has a sweeten taste. It's like regular coffee but cold and instead of creamer you're putting melted whip cream on top.

"Samethinh always?"

"Yes, I'm so exhausted. My phone kept blowing up, Stan twitter is really something else".

"Oh yeah, I heard Epel talked about that. Are you getting canceled or something?"

"Ugh, no I wish. Me and Neige were seen eating brunch yesterday and now we are being shipped or media outlets saying "OH wHaT a KiND hEArT NieGe hAS foR MaKInG uP with ViLaN aCtoR ViL".

"Wish you luck on that, here's your drink by the way"

"Ugh, you're going probably remake this, there's too much water not enough cold brew".

Idia Shroud : Matcha Crème Frappuccino and Cheese Danish

When he does come out of his room, instead of the library he goes to the Starbucks café and plays video games or study.

"Um (Name) can you make it extra pretty, like in the picture? I wanna take a photo for my discord normies to prove I get out of my room".

"Yeah of course! Do you want caramel or honey on your Cheese Danish by the way?"

"Caramel but I want the Danish hot".

"So when you work, do you think as it as Papa's Freezeria but real life?"

"You need to get out more and yes. Yes I do, I even hear the music in my head".

Malleus Draconia : Caramel Macchiato with hazelnut and Coffee Cake

He only came to visit you, I doubt this man has drank any caffeine in his life. So when you asked what he wanted he saw the first thing and order it. I can't say if he liked it though, but do you know when cats' eyes dilate? Yeah his eyes were like that for a while, then he would randomly twitch, and purr.

"Okay, Malleus. Let's stop with the coffees, we have tea you know.... we even have cake pops".

"Coffee cake...."

"Malleus...."

Authors Note:

Hey guys! Sorry I've been so busy, I literally just started working and I got out of training yesterday and my manager came up to me ans was like "do you wanna be manager?" Appernlty everyone is leaving the store, so it will be me and two other people, who've by the way, worked longer than I have. I'm just tired and busy, but I am trying to get Isseked Baby Reader out soon, I just want to make it a longer chapter, so you guys can enjoy that while I girlboss my way to owning an apartment.

Thank you guys so much for the support and likes!

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suuuupernovaaa · 1 year

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pìwopx - part 3

pìwopx [pɪ.ˈwop’] n. cloud

Anonymous Request: Please, could you do part two for the Neteyam x Ninat daughter? I'm craving for them, maybe you could add some conflict in their love journey or anything you wanna do, just please I need part two, maybe and three, four!

Anonymous Request: Hi, can I please request Neteyam x omatikaya! reader where they are mates and the reader came with the Sullys to the reef. Ever since they arrived the reader has had trouble fitting in and that causes her to have trouble sleeping. One night, he notices reader slipping out of his arms to go down to the beach and just sit there. He follows her and comforts her when she tells him her problems. Then he takes her back and cuddles her harder than ever, whispering something comforting while playing with her hair and stroking her back.

Part 1, Part 2

Let us assume Part 1 & 2 took place, and then the Sullys had to leave to the Metkayina - leading to Part 3. You don't HAVE to read Part 1 & 2 to enjoy Part 3.

When I close my eyes, I see my mother, Ninat, and my sister, Reknal. I hear the sounds of the forest, I can almost smell it, feel Reknal sleeping against me, tossing and turning.

I missed her 9th birthday. It was her first birthday without me. She missed my 19th. I wonder if she cried, if my mother cried... I wonder if they can feel, from here, how much I miss them.

The Metkayina are a beautiful, joyful people. They have taken us in, kept us safe, and are teaching us their strange ways.

The ocean scared me a little at first, but with the help of Tsireya, we have all begun to adapt. I am a faster swimmer than Lo'ak and Neteyam, but not quite as proficient or strong of lungs as Kiri.

I'm behind everyone on the finger talk, but Roxto and Tsireya have been very patient - Aonung has even given me lessons here and there, and I'm grateful.

Everyone misses home, but it's hard for me, in particular, I think.

Neteyam is my mate, and his family is my family... but every single one of the Sullys has their entire family here with them.

I am missing half of me, back in the forest. Most days I am distracted, even happy to be here, and if given the choice, I would choose Neteyam a thousand times over.

But at night, I struggle to sleep. I want to hear Rek's heavy breathing, or have my mother sing me to sleep while rubbing my back in soft circles. I want to hear the sounds of the forest, smell the leaves and the trees... half of me is missing.

Tonight is a particularly difficult night, and I feel as if I may cry from missing my family, but I don't want to disturb Neteyam who sleeps with his arms wrapped around me.

Slowly, inch by inch, I slip out of his grasp and leave our mauri pod, walking the bouncy path until I come to a wide enough spot to sit down and dip my toes in the water.

It truly is a beautiful place. The light from the moons hitting the water is breathtaking every time, but it is not the same as the forest. I wipe the tears from off my face, and try to remind myself that I am grateful to have the Sullys.

Neteyam and Jake treat me as a fifth child. Tuk calls me sister. Kiri and Lo'ak tease me as mercilessly as they do Neteyam. Truly, they are my family in every way that they can be.

And Neteyam... I am so desperately in love with him. He is the sunshine of my days, the stars of my evenings, and there is nothing that could convince me to part from him, not even for a single day.

The tears fall anyway, coming faster than I can wipe them away, and I try to take steadying, deep breaths, the way Kiri does when she feels overwhelmed.

"Y/N?"

Neteyam is approaching, bouncing the path beneath me, and I scramble to my feet.

"I didn't mean to wake you," I say, furiously wiping at my cheeks.

"What's wrong, Yawntu?" he asks, approaching quickly, reaching out for me.

I fall into his arms, and there's no stopping the crying now.

"I miss Mama, and Rek. I miss them so much it hurts. I... it's nice here, Neteyam, it really is. And I would never choose anyone or anything over you. I just miss them."

"Oh, Y/N," he whispers, holding me tightly to him. "I know you do. I miss them too."

"It feels unfair sometimes. You get your whole family here. I only get half."

He runs his hands up and down my back, and I take deep breaths with my head pressed to his chest.

"You are my whole family, beloved," he says quietly. "I only need you. Come. You need to sleep."

He has no idea how true that statement is. I allow Neteyam to lead me back to our home, and I hear Jake snoring as we pass their pod.

Neteyam lays down, and I follow him, both of us laying on our sides to face each other.

"I promise, we will return home when this is over. We will raise our children in the forest," he says. "You will never miss another birthday or celebration."

I wrap my arms around him, and he returns the gesture, pulling me in for a hug so tight that it borders on smothering - but it makes me feel so safe and secure.

"You are all I need, Y/N," Neteyam repeats again. "You are my life."

He's rubbing soft, warm circles in my back, just like Mama has always done, and something about it calms me down like nothing else could.

I exhale, relaxing against him. "I love you, Neteyam. You are my family. You are my life."

I drift off as Neteyam traces soft patterns into my skin, whispering wonderful things, making me feel loved and safe.

Until we can return home, Neteyam is enough for me - he is everything, after all.

#neteyam fic #neteyam #neteyam x reader #avatar 2 #avatar twow

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sakinotfound · 2 years

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help me sleep?

characters~ toman founders

genre~ fluff, comfort

tw~ usage of cuss words and established relationship in mitsuya's and kazutora's part. draken's a bit ambiguous because it is up for your interpretation. sorry for any typos, i'll edit them soon.

a/n~ i'm depressed so i can't write but here's something till i get back to writing. i'll prolly vanish again

☁️mikey

mikey was busy reading a manga when you plopped down next to him on the sofa.

you didn't say anything for a few minutes and he kept reading on, thinking nothing of it. now what you were going to ask could be interpreted as absurd or even illogical by him so you were a bit hesitant to approach him about this.

he was your best friend though. time and time again he has offered to help you and stated that you could always come to him if you needed any help. he wouldn't judge you, right?

"hey mikey..." you began.

"hmm?"

"so... i have been having trouble falling asleep lately,"

"oh, why?"

"i don't know about that but uhm, i kind of wanted to ask for a small favor." you said before quickly adding. "only if you are okay with it, of course. no pressure."

leaving his manga aside, he shifted his position and was now completely facing you. "what is it, y/n?"

"could you keep talking while i try to sleep? just talk about anything in general, i don't really care but don't stop till you think i have fallen asleep."

mikey stared at you for a couple of seconds, just blinking before asking, "you want me to keep talking while you try to sleep?"

you nodded.

"but wouldn't that be distracting?"

"no actually. your voice..." you cleared your throat. "your voice is very soothing. and it helps me calm down. whenever you're talking, i feel at ease. i have noticed it quite a few times. i don't wanna resort to pills so i thought of asking you first."

slowly, very slowly pretty pink started creeping up his round cheeks. his eyes softened and he clicked his tongue in hopes of hiding the blushing smile threatening to show his real emotions. so he turned away from your observing gaze, suddenly feeling overwhelmed.

"is that so, hun..." he got off the sofa and sat at the carpet now. "here-" he placed a cushion. "lay down and get comfortable, kay? i'll- do you need a blanket?"

"nah i am fine." you got conformable and he nodded in response. "it's too hot, can you switch on the a/c though?"

"cool, shall we start?" you gave him an affirmative nod but he looked a little confused.

"what is it?" you questioned.

"uh, what should i talk about?"

"anything mikey, really. talk to me like you normally do, it would definitely work. you have a pretty voice."

a cough was let out by the blond to cover up his smile. boy was his heart racing. he was on cloud nine today.

and he began. talking about his shenanigans with the founders since his early childhood, and he didn't even realise how invested he got in the stories, replaying it all in front of you so happily, that he forgot what he actually was supposed to be doing this for.

"and then you know what hap-" his charcoal black eyes, usually devoid of emotions darted towards you.

you slept like a little baby. with one arm under your head and one on the pillow, you were curled up. your breathing was slow and light. your body moved up and down gently due to your shallow breathing. and he noticed then how there was a small smile adorning your face.

"beautiful..." was all he could say and he never realised when his thoughts slipped past his lips. well good for him, you were in a very deep sleep to hear his words.

he spent the next five minutes staring at your pretty sleeping form before releasing how creepy it was to stare at someone who's sleeping so he scrambled to get a hold of that manga he was reading.

"oi Mikey-" draken opened the door, rather harshly.

"shhh!" mikey glared at his best friend with a finger to his lips.

"wha-"

"y/n is sleeping. don't make so much noise." he whisper-yelled.

"oh, sorry." draken mumbled before pointing at the watermelon in his hands, effectively delivering the question to which the 5'3 nodded excitedly.

tip-toe-ing to the dining table, behind the living room he made a beeline towards the watermelon. "we'll save some for them too. remind me to give them, soon as they wake up."

☁️draken

"draken, are you busy right now?" you asked as you closed the door to the room you just entered.

The aforementioned person looked up and smiled. "oh hey y/n. no i am not, what's up?"

"i... uh... i kind of wanted to ask for a favor if that's alright with you."

"favor you say. let's hear it."

"yes, so uh lately i have been having some trouble falling asleep. don't ask why because i myself don't know but it's annoying to say the least. it leaves me all tired and exhausted the next day. pills are a stronger option, so i wanted to ask if you could help me a little."

"me?" he frowned. "how can i help in this?"

"well you know when I used to be a kid, i used to lay in my mom's lap and she would gently pat my ear. the sound of the rotating fan and then the muffled sound as soon as she would cover the ear canal, would always lull me to sleep. you can say it's one of my favourite sounds."

draken nodded, getting the message. "but are you sure you are comfortable with laying on my lap?"

turning to him, you flashed him a genuine smile. "i trust you draken and i feel safe when you are around. that's why i came to you instead of anyone else."

place a stethoscope against his chest and hear how crazy his heart started beating. had he not have mastered the art of always showing a grumpy face since his childhood, it would have been painfully obvious he was blushing.

draken knows he looks intimidating and his image as a gang member, doesn't help him much. but to think you feel safe with him so much so that you are willing to be vulnerable in his vicinity as well as asking him to help you, made him so very happy, you have no idea.

"sure, you wanna try it right now?" the sun was setting, casting an orange-ish glow to the room. with the cool atmosphere and comfortable lighting, this was the perfect opportunity for an afternoon/evening nap.

"i mean if it's okay with you then yes please. i am exhausted." you emphasised. one look at your dark circles and he didn't question further.

nodding his head, he patted his lap. draken was a large man, standing at 6'1 and bulky so it wasn't a surprise that his lap felt more like a warm pillow. a smile immediately crept up your face. it felt oh-so comfortable, plus he was warm.

he started gently, slowly. trying and testing. his eyes not leaving your face for even a second, he was trying to decipher what worked best based on your expressions. you took in a deep breath and let out a heavy sigh. peace.

later he realised it had been quite some time and your breathing had started decreasing until it was shallow. you looked so peaceful. like someone finally at rest after a long day of work.

he just couldn't help but smile, a big one. a happy one. having you so close to him, resting as the sun went down and sleeping on his lap made him let out a happy chuckle. he pushed aside some hair that had covered your face due to the light breeze coming in from the open shoji doors.

you looked so soft and pretty. he wanted to kiss your face right then and there. but for now, he layed back, against the back rest and went deep into the slumber land.

this was nice.

☁️kazutora

"kazu?" you called.

"yeah?" he replied.

it was a very pleasant weather today. the sky was clear with a few clouds floating above. cool breeze touched your skin, your hair, which were spread in all their glory - or not if they are very short - on the grass, ruffling slightly as you both laid on the soft, green grass staring up at the sky. it was kazu's idea to go to the hills and spend some alone, peaceful time, away from the hustling and bustling city life.

you couldn't deny. how could you? you often found yourself giving into whatever kazutora has to offer - it's always good though - it's kinda hard to say no to this cutie. he is just so adorable with his big golden eyes and cute puffy cheeks and awefully adorable laugh. you are just so mesmerized by him. but he doesn't need to know that, he would surely take it's disadvantage.

though you love everything about him, his voice - especially when he sings or even hums a tune - brings tranquility and solace to your often anxious mind. his voice is definitely your favourite thing about him. he brings peace and calmness like no other. ironic for someone with a not-so peaceful and calming past. but that's his beauty.

in all honesty all the credit goes to him, for his non-stop, determined efforts and his wonderful therapist. these two are doing amazing these past few years and bringing great results too. you are glad to have been able to witness his journey and outcomes alike. you are so very proud of him.

you turned from looking at the sky to his pretty face. cute.

"love, can you sing for me please?"

"hun?" you caught him off-gaurd. despite your love for his voice, you don't usually ask him to sing. wanting to save it for only special moments. "why all of a sudden?"

"i have been having trouble sleeping these past few weeks. i thought i'll just suck it up till i finally get back on track but this problem only seems to get worse." you let out an exhausted sigh. "so i thought maybe if your singing or even humming a tune could get me a wink of sleep, i'll be a happy human."

he let out a laugh, "you should have told me sooner, pretty." he traced his fingers on the outline of your face, taking in how gorgeous you looked to him before sinking his face and placing a feathery kiss to your lips. "sure."

and then he began, singing lyrics to a song you both loved. pushing his shoulder down, you moved to lay your head on his chest, wrapping your arms around his upper torso. he continued singing and his hands continued rubbing your sides.

you don't know when you fell asleep but you bet it was one of the best sleeps you had. being with him was heaven on earth.

☁️baji

people often questioned baji about what was the secret to his beautiful hair? what products does he use? what fruits does he eat?

and he always responded with, "it's natural dude. all i do is oil them."

that never seemed to satisfy the interrogators because seriously? that's all it takes? they are sure he uses some secret shampoo he isn't letting them in on.

and they are right. baji has got lusciously long and thick hair. shining black with silkiness of satin itself. your fingers would slip right through the strands of his hair despite them being slightly wavy. they are not straight.

now perks of being baji's best friend is that you spend majority of your day in his house. no really because if somebody needs to contact you, the first place anyone would recommend would be the baji household. none of the bajis minded though, courtesy to you being both of them's absolute favourite.

and that is how you find yourself, sitting cross-legged on the floor between baji's legs with your head mercy to his long, slender fingers. behind you, baji was sitting on a stool whereas his mother sat on a chair with longer legs. baji sitting in between his mother's legs with his head, mercy to mrs. baji.

this is called champi in hindi. an intense massaging of the scalp with essential oils, used to strengthen and nourish the roots. while it does help in getting longer, smoother, thicker hair, it also makes people very very sleepy. i mean it is used to help relieve stress after all. and to top it all off, mrs. baji has made you both a glass of butter milk.

your head lolls in his hands and he smacks you, shouting at you to stop moving so much. but you let out an annoyed hiss because it feels so good. if you could, you would spend your entirety of your life like this. it feels as if the source of the sound is faraway but you make it out to be mrs. baji.

"they must be tired, kei. you know how it helps you sleep, right? massage the sides with your thumbs gently- yeah just like that and the bring the thumbs to rub circles on the forehead. it would help them relax. good, now-"

ten minutes later and mrs. baji is resting her head against the wall, with keisuke's head planted on her left thigh and you clinging to her son's left thigh, fast asleep.

the cooler made little rumbling noise in the background and for once, all was quite in the baji household during the day. you all definitely have to do this more often!

☁️mitsuya

your boyfriend and you had decided to spend the night together at his house. the plan was to put his sisters to bed by ten and then you two would do whatever the fuck you wanted all night. discussions reached from baking to trying a new ramen recipe to watching anime or some movies to bringing books for each other and reading in silence with each other's company and the list went on. a perfect plan, right?

wrong. had you known mitsuya was a genius at putting people to sleep - both temporarily and permanently, your boyfriend can fight - you wouldn't have agreed to this.

here you were laying down next to luna as mitsuya held mana in his arms, all four of you clumped up in a bed made for two, with limbs entangled because apart from the lilac haired, none of you held enough consciousness to move aside. too sleepy to even register about whatever the fuck he was reading from a children's book.

luna and mana were understandable, what were you doing, as a grown up person, falling asleep to mitsuya's reading was the question. you were sure, this was some sort of trick on mitsuya's part because knowingly or unknowingly he hit the nail on every single thing that lulled you to sleep!

and just like that you were knocked out, asleep. mitsuya stifled a laugh. in his view was, you in the middle with luna and mana latched on your sides like little koalas. funnily all three of you had lips parted as slight drool dribbled down.

mitsuya was aware of your troubles with falling asleep so he didn't dare wake you up. your night date could wait, you needed to get a good night's sleep first. but not wanting to leave this adorable scene and also wanting to be a part of it, mitsuya muttered a "fuck it" and wrapped his arms around mana's back.

mrs. mitsuya would be sure to click hundreds of pictures tomorrow morning because all four of her children looked so cute and sweet like this.

☁️haruki hayashida (pah-chin)

"hey, can i talk to you for a minute?" pah looked up at you and grinned.

"yo y/n, wassup?" he excitedly got up and made his way upto you.

mirroring his smile you walked upto him, "no no, wait i'm coming."

squatting down, you pet Pochi's head to which the dog wagged their tail happily. you were one of the few people Pochi actually liked.

"though you're always welcome at my house and i always look forward to when you come but can i ask why are you here right now?" he religiously hoped he didn't come out rude. you were probably the only person after mikey and draken which he actually wanted to impress and actually respected.

"ah," you chuckled nervously, dreading the talk you came here for. "about that."

you stood up, signalling Pochi to walk away. shifting on your feet and eyes swerving left to right you thought upon your words again as if you hadn't prepared a pre-designed monologue because this was embarrassing.

"i wanted some help..."

absolutely elated about the fact that you came upto him for help he asked excitedly. "oh? what is it?"

"well, actually, the thing is..." taking a deep breath you said. "can i sleep in your bed?"

eyes shut close, the embarassment and horror of what you just said started settling in.

who the fuck says that?!

"...come again?"

a groan, "look, remember the time when our parents went out for dinner together and we decided to have a movie night? but i fell asleep so you brought me to your bed? well i have never slept like i did that night. it was fucking amazing. and the problem is, i can't seem to fall asleep as of late. i have no idea why but i desperately need it. so please can i sleep in your bed?"

there was silence in the big room. pin drop silence. deafening silence.

"...okay." he nodded. "i mean if it helps you then uh sure."

you tilted your head, confused because pah's face looked seconds away from exploding. he was bright red.

"are you sure?"

"y-yeah." he replied. "do you wanna go to my room right now?"

and that's how you ended up in his bed, tugged inside the comforter on a soft satin pillow.

"right... so uh i'll be leaving then-"

"no wait! uhm can you... like... stay here?" you didn't dare look at him. "please?"

fumes were escaping his nostrils and ears. his eyes were wide and lips tugged inside by his teeth. oh how much he struggled with breathing and not showing what a mess he was, only he and God knew.

but he was delighted. he was bursting with happiness inside. every cell in his body was doing their own dance.

what a blessing... he sighed.

"okay." he nodded. he can never say no to you, can he?

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Human!Bill Cipher x GN!Reader: What's Valentine's Day?

Side note for the sake of the story: Bill and the Pines family are on friendly terms in this timeline. Just pretend, okay!?

TW: SLIGHT Attempted Sexual Assault, NOT BY BILL.

I promised my viewers on my YouTube channel that I would do a Bill Cipher x reader story, and people have wanted me to write such for years. So, I might as well give the people what they want and incorporate Valentine's Day. Hope you guys enjoy!

Guide: (N/n) = Nickname (F/B/F) = Favorite breakfast food

~~~

Y/n woke up to a certain someone booping their nose lightly. They opened their eyes, not fond of the fact that they were being awoken from their sleep. Of course, their best friend Bill was crouching in front of their face, mere hairs away.

"What do you want, Bill?" Y/n asked, not commenting on how close he was.

"I got a question for ya, sweets." He said, a bored expression coming over his face.

Sweets?

Y/n sat up and rubbed their eyes. "Well, what is it?" They decided to indulge in this conversation even though they had just woken up. Despite the rude awakening, Y/n struggled with the concept of being mad at Bill for an extended period of time.

He was too cute for his own good, honestly...

Bill hopped onto Y/n's bed, making Y/n bounce in the air a little bit.

"I heard Wendy talkin' 'bout some Valentine's Day thing? What the heck is that?"

Y/n blinked at that. "You don't know what Valentine's Day is?"

Bill shrugged. "I haven't been in this realm for that long, Y/n. Besides, you humans have too many holidays for me to remember."

It was hard to argue that when Y/n thought about it. December was overwhelming for Bill and, by extension, them because he was so confused by all the various traditions and holidays around that time of year.

"Valentine's Day is about expressing your l-love for others." Y/n saw the way Bill's uncovered eye widen in surprise. So, they were quick to add, "But it doesn't have to be about romantic love. It can be expressing love for friends or family. A-Although it is mostly advertised by people to be about romantic love. You normally do all of this by giving people gifts."

Y/n kicked themself in the head mentally at the fact that they kept stuttering with their words. It was too early for this conversation.

Luckily, almost suspiciously, Bill seemed to be eager to drop the topic almost as fast as it was brought up.

"Welp! Thanks for telling me, Y/n! Ya wanna go get breakfast at the diner?" Y/n was about to answer verbally, but their stomach seemed eager to answer by growling very loudly.

Bill cackled, slapping his knee dramatically. "I'll take that as a 'yes'!" He then stood up and left for the door, but he looked back at Y/n right before leaving. A serious look was on his face that made Y/n's hands sweat.

"Just outta curiosity, Y/n, do you have anybody you're gonna give a Valentine's Day gift to?"

Y/n flushed at that and wiped their hands on their blanket. "Uh, I was kinda just planning to give some stuff to Stan, Ford, and Soos." It was easy to see the glare from Bill. "I don't know what I would get you, Bill! I don't know what in this dimension would be a good gift for you."

Bill's face softens up. "Relax, Y/n. I'm just playin'. But I could say the same for you, though."

"Don't worry about getting me anything, Bill. Save that energy for someone you really like." Y/n said, brushing off the idea and hiding their feelings in the process.

In all honesty, Y/n really wanted to get Bill something. But making something would be hard to do, especially because Valentine's Day was tomorrow. Buying him something would serve to be even more impossible! Only a few months ago, he came into this dimension as a human and turned a new leaf. He hasn't had much time to adjust to how things were here. So, Y/n didn't know what would even serve as a good gift for him! Let alone whether he would want a practical gift or a sentimental gift.

But the idea of Bill giving them something made them even more uneasy than the other way around. Plus, Y/n didn't even consider the idea of what if Bill liked them back. It was not likely in their eyes.

Bill noticed how Y/n's face dropped a little at their own words, but he decided for once to not blab too much. Instead, he said, "Whatever you say, N/n. I'll meet ya downstairs." Bill then left the room without waiting for a response.

Y/n felt a little sad that Bill didn't argue with them about what they said, but they figured he didn't feel anything romantic for them. They brushed the disappointment aside and went ahead and got dressed.

When they came downstairs, Y/n was puzzled to not see Bill anywhere in sight.

"Bill? Where are you?" They called out.

No response.

Right when Y/n was about to call out again, they were poked in the middle of their back. They yelped out in surprise and turned around to see a certain smug blonde smirking down at them.

"Shut up, will you?" Y/n snipped, despite Bill not saying anything.

Bill's smirk only grew at that. "It's not my fault you space out so much, N/n." He flicked their forehead playfully. "Come on, let's go get some of those waffle-cakes."

"Pancakes, Bill." Y/n corrected.

"They're almost the exact same thing, Y/n!" Bill defended dramatically, making Y/n roll their eyes.

So, after a 15-minute walk that involved debating about pancakes and waffles, Bill and Y/n made it to the diner. The pair walked in and ordered their food. Y/n had (F/B/F), and Bill had pancakes, waffles, and a giant milkshake. When Y/n questioned why he got the milkshake, he said that having a brain freeze was amusing to him.

Once the meal was done, Bill begged asked for Y/n to go with him to the movie theater to see some random romantic comedy. Y/n had tried to ask him why he wanted to see it. But he only said, "It's research, sweetheart."

Y/n blushed as red as a rose at being called 'sweetheart', so much so that they completely dropped the topic.

So, they bought two tickets for the romantic movie. However, Bill was also bugging them to buy a GIANT thing of popcorn.

"I don't even know if the two of us can finish that when we literally just ate, Bill."

"Come on, Y/n! The popcorn is one of the most important parts!"

"To what?"

"To my research! Come on, please?" Bill once again begged.

Not wanting to hold up the line behind them because of their bickering with Bill and also not being able to say no to him left Y/n no other choice but to buy the popcorn.

Once they both got into the theater, Bill pulled Y/n to the back row, and they sat down. After the previews, Y/n started getting hungry from the aroma of popcorn next to them. Bill kept the bucket of popcorn in between the two of them so both of them could eat from it.

However, Y/n noticed Bill had not made a move to start eating any of it. They were confused, but they were not about to let the money they spent get thrown into the movie theater trash can without a fight.

So, Y/n reached their hand in to grab a handful of popcorn. But right as they put their hand in the bucket, Bill had put his hand in. As a result, their hands end up brushing against one another. Startled, Y/n retracted their hand and muttered an apology. Bill didn't respond to it at all, which only served to make the whole thing both more awkward and suspicious.

Instead, he only took some popcorn and munched away. Y/n waited for a good three to four seconds and reached in again to grab some when Bill brushed his hand against theirs again!

One time could just be an innocent mistake. But twice? The odds of that happening twice didn't make sense to Y/n. But they still muttered an apology and were ABOUT to pull their hand away. However, Bill clearly had different plans.

He simply grabbed Y/n's hand and held it in his own. Y/n looked at him in surprise, but Bill was just looking straight ahead at the movie with a semi-bored expression while he rubbed circles on Y/n's hand as though it was the most NORMAL thing in this dimension.

But if he wasn't making a big deal about this, why should they?

At least, that's what Y/n thought. So, despite them blushing profusely, they didn't pull away. But Bill just HAD to speak right when the embarrassment was dying down.

"Do all you humans sweat so much when holding hands?" He didn't even take his gaze off the movie when he asked.

"S-sorry." Y/n apologized again and tried to pull their hand away. But Bill tightened his grip. It wasn't enough to hurt, but it was enough to prevent them from slipping their hand out of his.

"It's fine, sweetheart." Bill spoke with a smirk, leaving Y/n a bright red, blushing mess.

After the movie, the pair almost killed the whole bucket of popcorn despite Bill refusing to let go of Y/n's hand.

The both of them exited the theater room when Y/n realized they forgot their phone at their seat. So they told Bill, "I'll be right back! Forgot my phone!" They didn't wait for him to respond as they rushed back in to grab it.

Y/n felt panic surge through them as they did not see their phone near their seat. But a guy who was cleaning up the row below clearly noticed Y/n's distressed face and said, "I take it this is yours?" Sure enough, he held up Y/n's phone.

"Oh, my God, yes! Thank you!" Y/n said, taking it from the guy.

"No problem. Uh, mind if I have your number?"

Y/n's face paled a little at the question. They didn't even know the guy's name, not seeing a name tag on him. They did NOT feel comfortable giving this random dude their number.

"O-oh, uh..." Luckily, the universe decided to bless Y/n with a savior at that moment. Right then and there, Bill walked over next to Y/n.

"I think they do mind, buddy." Bill spoke with venom. He appeared out of nowhere, practically. He must've come in when Y/n wasn't paying attention. But for once, they didn't mind him sneaking up on them.

The guy looked at Bill with a scowl. "Uh, who are you to be deciding that for them?"

Bill came closer to Y/n and put his hand around their waist, pulling them into him. But what Bill said next sent chills up Y/n's spine.

"They're off limits, kiddo. Turn around now before you see something you might regret..." The guy was spooked enough by Bill that he sped out of the room without a beat.

Once he was gone, Bill let a breath out through his nose he didn't know he was holding and turned to Y/n. "Are you alright?"

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. Thanks. You saved my skin there." They tried to laugh the whole thing off, but Bill clearly saw that Y/n was shaken up. He took their hand in his again and intertwined his fingers with theirs. The two of them stayed like that for a while when Y/n tried to change the subject.

"Is this a part of your research?"

"What?" Y/n squeezed his hand to specify what they meant. "Oh, haha, you could say that." Bill said as he squeezed back.

"Are you ready to head back to the Mystery Shack?"

Bill smirked and pulled Y/n outside. "Not quite. We got one last stop."

~~~

Eventually, Y/n and Bill were out in the woods. But by this point, it was dark out, and Y/n could hardly see anything in front of them. But Bill stayed ahead of them and assured them that this would all be worth it.

After a few more minutes of walking, the pair made it out to a small clearing in the trees. Bill let go of Y/n's hand and made a picnic blanket appear on the ground a few feet ahead of them. He sat down and gestured for Y/n to join him.

They did, and Bill pointed up at the sky. Y/n was blown away at what they saw.

A meteor shower.

"Ya know, they normally say to make a wish when you see a bunch of shooting stars, right Y/n?" Bill asked with a genuine smile.

"Yeah." They then closed their eyes and made a wish. When they opened their eyes, they noticed Bill looking at them.

"What'd you wish for?" He asked as if he really was curious.

"If I tell you, it won't come true."

"Oh, Y/n, you underestimate me." Bill said confidently.

Y/n looked down. "I wished that you and I would be friends forever." They said softly.

Bill's face immediately turned a bit sad at that. "Just friends?" He asked seriously.

"What?"

"Just friends?" Bill repeated, looking almost nervous.

Y/n blinked. First in confusion. Then realization. Then shock. "Bill, are you having a brain freeze or something?" They asked with a nervous laugh.

"No? Why?" Bill felt a little hurt at that comment. What made Y/n think that?

"Because there is no way you're serious right now. It's either that or you're pulling my leg."

"Come on, Y/n. Even I'm not that cruel. Not... anymore."

"Well, what else would make you ask me something like that?"

"You." Bill didn't skip a beat in replying. But he knew that Y/n was going to take the high road in this. Besides, if he was going to be rejected, he might as well go down swinging.

"I mean, I've only known you for a few months. But I've lived longer than you humans could comprehend, and I have never felt the way I have when I'm with you. The moments we have together are kinda simple, but I like it that way. You make the boring things humans do fun for me, and you've been patient with me while I try and learn about this dimension. I couldn't do all the fun stuff we do with anyone else in this town. You seemed so simple when I first met you. But you're even more strange than I am because of how you put up with me. What more could I ask for in--" Bill hesitated in the last words of that thought. "--in someone I love?"

Y/n struggled to take this all in. They weren't even totally sure if Bill could feel any attraction to someone in this dimension. But the speech he gave seemed very genuine, and it was clear he wasn't joking around at all.

Before Y/n could reply, Bill snapped his fingers and made a small golden necklace appear. There was a single golden triangle charm with the same grooves Bill had in his triangular form hanging from the chain. But instead of his one eye in the center like his demon form, there was a black, heart-shaped diamond.

"I'm not gonna force ya into anything you don't want, Y/n. But if you do feel the same, I want you to have this." Bill said, holding the necklace out for the taking.

Y/n didn't even need to ponder the offer. They knew their feelings for Bill. So, they took the necklace from him and put it on. Bill released a breath that he again didn't know he was holding.

"I wished for you to return my feelings." He muttered. Y/n laughed.

"You didn't need to wish for that. It's already true."

"So is your wish." Bill then wrapped an arm around Y/n, pulling them close to him.

"Happy Valentines Day, Bill Cipher." Y/n said before they leaned up and kissed him.

The End

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